“Study” with Abigail

Abigail is the best choice, Matt decides. He’s in a relationship so why does he need to stalk an older woman he doesn’t know on a Monday night? He feels sort of bad for even thinking about it. He made a promise to Abigail to help so that’s what he would do.

“You free tonight? For history?” Matt quickly messaged Abigail.

“Yup! My place?”

While Matt wasn’t exactly stoked to do homework all evening it wasn’t really that big of a deal. Abigail was pleasant enough and at least he would be done with the project a lot sooner than normal. He just really, really needed some relief from the steadily growing heat that seemed to be ever present. He was a teenage dude so, obviously, sex was on his mind a lot. But after actually having sex it seemed to be on his mind a lot more. Sometimes it would just shoot into his brain and suddenly he’d be fighting an erection that felt way more aggressive than anything before the weekend.

Matt only had a few minutes to see Lucy so he almost ran to her locker.

“Hey, cutie,” he said, kissing the back of her neck.

“Well, hello, stud,” Mackenzie said, surprising both of them.

Matt’s cheeks flushed bright red and Lucy just set her forehead against her locker.

“Mackenzie...” Lucy hissed.

“Congrats on the pipe!” She hollered, running off before either of them could retaliate.

Matt spike first, “So you told them, huh?”

“Of course.”

“Did you tell them... everything?” He asked.

“No. I had to change a few things,” Lucy said, “since it might be hard to explain the, well, the size.”

Matt grinned wide. “Didn’t want to overwhelm them?”

Lucy poked his chest. “Don’t get a big head, mister, it’s not good for you.”

She leaned up and kissed him.

“Okay, I have to get going. Message me later and tell me how much fun you had with Abigail.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I will,” he said playfully.

They embraced for a second and then Matt was left alone in the hallway.

—

Abigail’s family is wealthy. That’s a nice way to put it, at least. Matt had been to a small handful of parties at the house and, as always, the sheer size of the thing had him in awe. He had to buzz in a gate to get into the neighborhood and then again to get in the property. The house itself was more like a castle than a house. Matt had no idea what Abigail’s family did to afford such a property. He didn’t want to study, he wanted to explore.

Abigail met him at the door. She wasn’t dressed how he expected by any stretch of the imagination. He had jeans and a t-shirt and expected her to be dressed casually to study. However, she looked like she was dressed to impress. A tight white shirt clung to her torso. The neckline was cut low enough he could see the top of her bra cups pushing and lifting her breasts and plenty of cleavage. Around her waist hung a black skirt that reached just past her ass and seemed to wisp over her long, smooth legs. Finally, tall black heels. Her hair was done different than at school, more curls and it seemed to glow.

“Snacks in the kitchen and then I have the library all set up!” She announced, beaming.

Matt caught himself staring. She looked really good. As she turned to lead him inside the house his gaze went straight to her ass. His groin throbbed and he winced. He came here today to avoid these kind of thoughts. He should have realized that Abigails outfit was not an accident but, being rather oblivious in important moments, it went right over his head.

Matt wandered in behind Abigail, looking all over in awe, arms full of books and supplies. She led him to the kitchen and even after the fairly straight forward jaunt he was lost. Inside the expansive kitchen was a long island covered in food. Snacks of every shape and kind littered the surface and a selection of drinks dominated one corner.

“Help yourself!” Abigail said. She seemed more animated, bouncing with each step and always smiling wide.

“Oh, goodness, your hands are full. Here, I’ll get those.”

She approached him and reached to take the pile of stuff in his arms. Her hands teased across his arms as she grabbed everything. Matt found his heart racing when she looked up into his eyes.

“Be right back!” She half-shouted, vanishing down a hallway with the clicking of her heels.

Matt stared at the small mountain of food. Chips, cookies, cakes, and almost any other snack food seemed present. He grabbed a bottle of water and a bowl of carrot sticks to be polite. He took a sip and waiting awkwardly in the odd silence. No creaking, far off footsteps, or activity could be heard.

“Spooky,” he thought to himself.

The clicking of Abigail’s footsteps returned and she danced into the kitchen, beckoning him away. The library wasn’t too far away, although Matt wasn’t sure since he was completely lost anyway. The library was as magnificent as he expected. It looked like something out of a Disney movie. It had two floors and the ceiling was made of glass that let it tons of natural light. A massive chandelier hung in the center of the mostly circular room and a expansive fireplace dominated one corner.

“Amazing, isn’t it?” Abigail said as they sat at a table near the wall.

Matt was almost too awe-struck to answer. “Yeah, wow.”

“I made sure everyone left early today so we could be alone. We just have a lot to do and I didn’t want us to be distracted.”

“Yeah, that makes sense.”

As Matt went to open his materials to start working, Abigail leaned over her folded hands. She was trying to show off her cleavage but Matt didn’t notice.

“How are you and Lucy doing?” she asked calmly.

“Oh, uh, good,” Matt answered.

“That’s good. I heard her talking about you guys at lunch and I was curious,” Abigail floated as casually as she could muster.

Matt’s head shot up. “Oh? What did she say?”

Abigail had replayed this conversation dozens of times since Matt confirmed this little date. She couldn’t decide which direction to take his question. She could tell the truth and talk about how much Lucy adored him but that seemed like it could backfire and just make him miss her too much. High likelihood telling the truth wouldn’t work, even if she steered the conversation toward how big Lucy said he was. Abigail could lie, which was moderately more promising. If Matt thought Lucy didn’t appreciate him that would give Abigail an excellent window to pounce.

“I couldn’t hear much, honestly, it just didn’t sound very good,” she said after a moment.

Matt considered her answer. Mackenzie didn’t make it sound like Lucy had talked bad about him. Everything Lucy had said about his was positive and he didn’t believe she would lie to him like that. However, Mackenzie was notorious for making jokes like that. What if she was making fun of him earlier instead of poking fun at Lucy for spilling the beans? What if Lucy didn’t feel comfortable enough to tell the truth.

“I’m sure it’s fine,” Abigail cut off Matt’s train of thought, “I probably just misread the situation.”

Abigail could sense that Matt felt awkward, but she wasn’t going to turn the pressure down.

Matt, meanwhile, was confused. He didn’t expect to start doubting his relationship after his really great weekend with Lucy. And, at the same time, he was finding it necessary to tear his eyes off of Abigail. She was trying to entice him, sitting on her knees in her chair and leaning over the table to show off her chest. Her hair hung loose down her shoulders. He noticed all of this and he was not very good at hiding it.

“Did something happen?” Abigail asked.

“No, no, nothing happened,” Matt replied.

“Oh, good. I just heard you guys were together all weekend. That’s so fun.”

“It was fun. It was great to be alone and not worry about people getting in the way, you know?”

“I do. That’s why I sent everyone home,” Abigail quipped. Before Matt could question her intent she kept going. “What would they have gotten in the way of this weekend?”

Matt had succeeded only in opening one textbook. “Oh, uh...” he felt his cheeks flush red.

“There’s something you’re not telling me,” Abigail giggled. “Come on, what is it?”

She popped back into her chair, angled toward Matt so that her legs split the corner of the chair. She spread her legs and leaned toward him expectantly.

Matt stammered but couldn’t come up with an answer.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to tell me,” Abigail coaxed.

“It’s a little private...” Matt said.

Abigail made a show of looking around.

“Okay, you know what I mean!” He exclaimed.

“Can I tell you what I think happened?” She said.

Matt nodded.

“I think you were bigger than she expected.”

Matt was taking a sip of water and he choked on it a little. How could she have known? He thought Lucy only told her close friends, not an acquaintance like Abigail. He knew he couldn’t deny it, though, after nearly spitting water everywhere.

“How much bigger?”

He shook his head and swallowed the water.

“Did you guys have sex?”

Matt’s head was spinning, but Abigail didn’t let up.

“I bet she couldn’t take it, huh?” Lucy hadn’t specifically said that, but Abigail pieced it together from the little details she could hear at lunch.

Matt hung his head. “No, not really.”

“I think she was a virgin though, right?” Abigail said, “so that makes sense, you know?”

Matt wasn’t aware how little Abigail actually knew. He assumed she must know some of the intimate details with how on point her questions were. Abigail wasn’t giving him time to form responses, however.

“I’m sure it’ll get better even if it takes a while.”

Matt sat up as another silence took over. They locked eyes and Abigail made a move.

“You know, I’ve been training my body for stuff like that...”

The implication hit Matt hard. His dick twitched in his jeans so hard he visibly shivered. He knew Abigail noticed.

“I slept with this guy and he was too big, right, so I went and bought a really big dildo so I could train my body for it.”

Abigail let the image float through Matt’s head before continuing.

“Like, my whole body.”

She licked her full lips slow, mouth gaping open wider than necessary. Her bedroom eyes flashed for just a moment and Matt hung on the entire scene. With a cough he squirmed in his chair and looked away. It had been a few days since his last release and it felt like years in the empty library with the dolled up teen sitting in the chair next to him. For a moment, he thought of Lucy. She was hanging with her family, assuming her faithful boyfriend was studying, but instead he was fighting the urge to launch himself at Abigail.

The conflict was plastered on his face. He couldn’t look Abigail in the eye and she knew she was close.

“You know, I think a lot about the date we planned...”

Matt swallowed. He did, too. Under normal circumstances none of this would be happening. He would be able to resist Abigail and remain completely faithful. He adjusted his jeans for the growing bulge. His memory felt hijacked as Abigail’s face danced in his mind’s eye instead of Lucy’s.

“I think about how we could have gone to dinner and just talked, you know? It’s nice to talk to you,” Abigail said in a sad tone. She even looked down, as if dejected. She knew she had him. She could sense it, but she wanted to rub it in.

Abigail continued, “I just thought we had a connection. I know something must have happened with Lucy, and I accept that, but I just wish we could have gone out just that once. Even as friends.”

She looked up and met Matt’s gaze.

“Was it me? Did I do something?” Abigail said quietly. She has scooted her chair so close to him it was almost touching. He turned his torso so they they were truly face to face.

“Tell me, please,” she whispered, leaning closer and closer.

Matt felt something pass over him. It wasn’t a sensation he could explain, only experienced. It was like a switch flipped in his head and, instantly, any thought of Lucy was banished. Now he remembered the FaceTime call with Abigail when they planned their date. They had talked for almost two hours, laughing and flirting, and afterward he was genuinely excited to go out with her. In this moment he couldn’t remember why he cancelled. He couldn’t remember that he ran into Lucy while shopping and they ended up on an impromptu date. He couldn’t remember their connection. He could only remember the missed opportunity with Abigail.

“Tell me,” she whispered again, her lips tantalizingly close to his, “so I can fix it...”

With Lucy out of the picture Matt accepted Abigail’s invitation. He didn’t need to lean in far before their lips pressed together. Matt hadn't kissed many women but their lips seemed to form together expertly, as if they had shared this kiss hundreds of times. Each of them took a sharp breath in as they collided, eyes fluttering shut. It was a good kiss and, thanks to Abigail’s ambition and Matt’s rapidly rising heat, it wasn’t going to end anytime soon.

The only sounds in the library were the soft, wet sounds of their kiss as it rapidly descended from tentative first kiss to passionate embrace. Abigail’s arms wrapped around his neck and held him in the kiss, although he was in no hurry to pull away. Her tongue was first, teasing his lips before slipping into his mouth. It was passionate and urgent. Abigail was surprised by the intensity Matt kissed her with. It had been so easy for her and he rewarded her with fervor and lust.

Abigail has imagined she would need to lead them through the phases of love since Matt was in a relationship. In the moment, however, her assumption was far from accurate. He was pushing her shirt up toward her head and she helped him remove it. Once it was gone he didn’t linger, grabbing her hips and tugging her onto his lap and kissing her again. Matt had forgotten anything but this moment with this girl in this expansive, quiet library. Abigail gripped his cheeks and started to grind in his lap. His bulge seemed to throb as she passed over it and she smiled against his lips.

Matt’s hands wandered across Abigail’s bareback, momentarily tugging at her bra strap. He fumbled it badly and, in a moment of heat, simply ripped the clasp apart. Abigail moaned audibly when she realized what he had done. Matt didn’t even know he was capable of such a thing but he was getting used to not complaining about such surprises. Abigail was grinding faster and faster on his lap, back arching backward so her bare breasts could tease him. Matt quickly took one in his mouth, sucking eagerly while Abigail tried to pull his shirt off.

Abigail had not expected this from Matt. He had been so shy and almost resistive but now he was an animal. Matt wasn’t thinking, only acting on pure sexual instinct he didn’t knew he had. She fed him her titties and he loudly took them into his mouth. His erection raged, still trapped, but Abigail would change that soon. She slid from his lap to the floor, licking her lips and looking up into Matt’s eyes.

Matt leaned back, content to let the brunette discover his secret herself. She started pulling his pants down slow, teasing him as much as herself. His erection popped free and into the air and, for a moment, Abigail was disappointed. She was promised something much larger than this very average looking dick. Had Lucy actually been mocking him at lunch? Was it all a lie? Matt remained confident, he knew what was about to happen.

Hiding her chagrin she reached out to touch it. It seemed silly to let the moment go to waste. When her fingers wrapped around his flesh it throbbed so hard that Abigail startled. It felt insanely strong. Before she could do anything else it trembled and began to grow.

Abigail had prepared for an erection in the range of six to nine inches, maybe ten if she were lucky. Her dildo was ten inches long and that was easy for her now. But his cock swelled far beyond ten inches. Her jaw dropped as it bulged with heat and expanded larger and larger.

“Matt...?” she said hesitantly.

Matt only smiled. He loved the way her voice cracked. He loved that Abigail had been so aggressive until she saw the truth.

It finally finished growing. The mighty shaft was taught and unyielding underneath the massive head. Abigail’s breathing was labored fresh lust flooded her sex. She had selected her panties special for this moment and now they were so soaked that Matt might miss them entirely. She knew she wouldn’t be able to blow him and that she probably couldn’t take him either.

But that wasn’t going to stop her from trying. She stood and kissed Matt with the same passion, her hand stroking the base of his monster cock. Her hand didn’t even fit around it and that just made her want it more and more. She clumsily guided him onto the ground, laying him on his back.

Abigail stood over him, his cock a pole extending straight into the air. She lifted her skirt so he could see her black lace panties drenched with fluid. He flashed a grin.

“You’re so sexy,” he said.

“You just relax,” Abigail cooed.

She stripped her skirt but left her panties on. She twirled so he could see they did nothing to cover her round bubble butt. Once he had a good look she chucked them, too, so that Matt could see her clean shaven mound and the meaty lips protruding from her tight, glistening slit.

“Oh my god...” she whispered, straddling his legs so that his beast hovered against her torso, nearly reaching her chest. She slid her hips forward and pushed his massive cock down so that it fell against him like a redwood felled by an axe. She slid the crevice of her pussy over his shaft, soaking every inch with her heat. They both gasped at the same time. Abigail braced her hands on his chest and dragged her hips back and forth, teasing herself with his heaving meat. Matt groped her ass and encouraged her movement. She had her entire weight on him and it didn’t seem to bother one bit, the steel shaft not collapsing or squishing at all.

Abigail nearly brought herself to orgasm just grinding across the hard length of Matt’s magical cock. Her jaw gaped open for her soft moans to escape and her eyes fluttered. Sensing her arousal Matt used his thumb to rub her swollen clit. The extra teasing sent her over the edge and she came with a shout. Her girly moans exploded into the quiet library as she squirmed with release. Her pussy practically squirted onto the throbbing shaft of Matt’s cock until her orgasm subsided. She was tense, still recovering, when Matt pushed her off of him. It was his turn.

Abigail rolled off of Matt and crawled to the table. He watched her from behind, her round ass almost calling to him. She draped her torso on the table, legs planted firmly on the ground to push her ass in the air. Her heels highlighted the curve of her ass. Matt came up behind her, grabbing her butt and fondling the soft cheeks. She moaned softly, waiting for him to take her. He pressed the throbbing shaft lightly against her ass crack so she could feel the strength.

“Do it, oh fuck, do it...” Abigail whined.

Matt wanted to tease her, make her wait, but her dripping pussy was so hot between her firm legs. His mind was wild with lust. He held her hips tight and stood back to properly line up his massive length with her sex.

He pushed his hips forward and her pussy eagerly accepted his throbbing cockhead. He slid inside her tight entrance much easier than Lucy, although the tightness was no less intense. The muscles in her passage pulsed around him and drew him in further. As inch by inch sunk into her sopping cunt Abigail was increasingly thankful she had trained herself at least a little.

Abigail’s pussy stretched for the massive cock that pierced it. He took his time, denying her the sensation of being filled. He made it four inches and paused, letting it twitch inside her and draw more moans from her lips.

Five inches. Six. Abigail came again, an aftershock that quickly became a full blown orgasm as Matt filled her.

Abigail knew his girth would stop him before his length. She could take her dildo but his rod was so much thicker.

Matt had been careful with Lucy. He stopped when he felt her body resist him. He would not do the same with Abigail. He kept pushing even as her muscles tried to resist him.

Seven inches, then eight.

Nine inches would be as far as he could go. She shuddered around it, completely filled and still moaning for more.

“Fuck me, Matthew...”

Matt obeyed with short, powerful thrusts. Lucy could hardly fit him but Abigail’s steaming little cunt was better prepared. The magic helped and each thrust pushed in just a tiny bit further. He grunted as she drenched his shaft, the excess trailing down both of her quivering thighs. He watched her writhe and squirm on the table, her naked body heaving with lust. He peeled her ass cheeks apart so he could see the tight little rosebud above her pussy. He began to fuck her faster, her pussy stroking him, begging him for his release.

Matt’s thrusts became wilder and wilder, bottoming out inside Abigail’s teen pussy. Her legs were numb and she couldn’t moan anymore, rocking almost lifelessly on the table as Matt gave her the fucking of her life. She wasn’t going to let him go. She was going to let him get as much experience with her as he wanted until he could properly plow her into a stupid whore. He felt so good, filling her over and over, long thrusts of his huge meat bringing her to orgasm again and again.

He finished without warning, eyes fluttering and falling deep inside Abigail with a deep groan. His seed dumped inside her, swelling her petite body with the massive load of semen. He held himself in place, balls quaking as they emptied into Abigail’s womb. This time he wouldn’t be ashamed of pumping his heat and lust right into his lover.

Matt fell backwards as his orgasm finally let go of him. His thick head falling from its sleeve sent an aftershock through Abigail, a heavy flow of cum draining out of her until her spasming pussy could close around it. It stained her thighs with a thick trail of clear fluid and heavy, white semen. Abigail dropped from the table to her knees, the giant load of cum sloshing inside her like too much liquid in an empty stomach.

“Oh my fucking god,” she moaned, looking at her lover’s cock slowly recede. “Even now it’s a fucking... a fucking monster.”

Matt, however, was experiencing the most vivid post-nut clarity.

“Oh my god what have I done...” he said frantically.

Abigail just grinned.