Abigail and Matt, together

Abigail tugged Matt through the house to a second stairway, almost as fabulous as the one in the hall. They ascended it slowly, hands groping at each other and planting kisses anywhere they could reach. His crotch was hot and it radiated through his entire body. They reached the second floor and she dragged him into a room and loudly threw the door shut.

Matt wasn’t paying attention enough to see the bedroom was decorated like one would expect if such an estate, one wall dominated by a giant bed. Nearby was a table with two chairs and bookshelves lined the other walls and framed a very large window that looked out the moonlit valley. Matt pushed Abigail into the room until she hit the tall corner post of the bed. He pinned her there, kissing her deep and slipping his tongue between her full lips. She sucked on it, holding him tight.

Matt groped Abigail’s chest, each knead of her flesh drawing small moans from their kiss. She let him have her and touch her and tease her. This is what she wanted: Matt holding her and having his way with her. She was his and that would make him hers.

Matt pulled her dress apart, her naked breasts falling free and into his greedy hands. He kissed down her cheek and neck until he could take a nipple in his mouth, suckling gently but with heat. He played with her chest, exploring her in a way he hadn’t before, shame and guilt not clouding the lust he felt for Abigail. She held his head against her chest, moaning as he teased her sensitive breasts. She bit her lip, her womanhood already soaking. Matt pushed her dress out further so that it started slipping from her shoulders. It fell, exposing her torso, the sash across her waist the only thing keeping her little black dress from falling away completely.

Matt drew back, licking his lips, and took a long look at the breathless, topless teen. Abigail looked in his eyes as his eyes wandered from her face to her wet tits to her legs.

“Fuck, Abigail.”

The lust she heard in his voice when he said her name almost made Abigail come right there. She saw his pants tenting from his growing erection. He kissed her again, sloppy with growing passion, and Abigail was only too pleased to match his energy. They stumbled around the bed, holding each other tight. Abigail knew he would love to mount her right here but she wasn’t done scheming. Matt’s lips again drifted to her chest and she whispered softly in his ear.

“I’ve been training my mouth for you.”

He shot up with excitement in his eyes. She kissed him again, cupping his cheeks. Abigail could tell he was suddenly impatient but he didn’t rush her. She pulled away and began to kiss down his body, slowly lowering herself to her knees. She settled between his legs, looking up in Matt’s lust filled gaze.

Abigail began to pull his pants down, eyes now locked on the bulge in his pants. His erection popped free, looking normal, but once free it began to bulge and grow. It seemed like magic to Abigail how it waited to be free until it transformed into the absolute monster cock she couldn’t stop thinking about. Even after seeing once she could hardly believe the size. She had spent several nights aggressively pleasuring herself to this image and it still dwarfed her memory. He was fucking huge.

“I’ll try...” she said as the reality of his size settled on her.

Matt ran a hand through her hair. “It’s okay. Don’t feel any pressure.”

Abigail smiled, kissing the hard shaft. Fuck, he was so thick. She dragged her tongue from the base to his tip, taking a long time to do so, teasing every inch of his massive cock. It throbbed with heat, begging Abigail for her body. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth wide, lips stretching over the bulging bell-shaped tip. She choked, his cockhead heaving between her full lips. Matt moaned when his head finally fit inside her mouth. Her jaw was stretched so wide that it hurt, but she sucked it softly and started stroking his strong shaft.

Matt let out a moan but Abigail had to push him away.

“Fuck, Matt, it’s too big.”

He looked disappointed, but he smiled. “It’s okay, really!” He tried to pick her back up.

“No, it isn’t. I want you to feel good.”

He kissed her hungrily. Abigail fell into it, melting against her man. She felt his hands around her waist, pulling the bow of her sash apart behind her. He succeeded and her dress tumbled from her body.

“You don’t need to do that to make me feel good,” he whispered, groping her naked ass.

“But...”

He shushed her. “I know just how good you make me feel.”

Now he pushed her to the bed and admired her naked form.

“No panties?” Matt asked, climbing over her.

“I didn’t want anything to stop you,” Abigail said, barely breathing.

“Nothing is going to stop me,” he growled, kissing her chest and her breasts.

Abigail tore his shirt up and threw over the side of the bed. He squeezed between her legs, his massive dick extending across her tiny torso, and grabbed her waist. They locked eyes. Abigail teased his sensitive head with one hand as he let his eyes wander over her.

“You’re so...” he paused, “so beautiful.”

He slid himself back and lined his massive cockhead between Abigail’s tight slit.

“Oh fuck,” she muttered as the strength of his huge meat pressed between her legs.

Her pussy accepted him much easier than the first time, but with no less intensity. They moaned together as he slowly pierced her soaking pussy, hands tight on her waist. Inch by inch crawled through her pussy, throbbing with strength and molding her passage around it. Abigail bit her lip and her legs twitched. He seemed to continue penetrating her forever, each inch bigger and thicker than the last. He chuckled and Abigail was embarrassed initially, but he grabbed her hand and placed it on her belly.

Abigail gasped. She could feel his huge, throbbing cockmeat bulging from deep inside her.

“Oh, fuck, Matt you’re so fucking big,” she whined with endless lust. Her hips squirmed, impaled completely by Matt’s beast.

Matt withdrew slowly, so that each of them could feel everything as long as possible. He didn’t pull out, letting his giant head twitch just inside her entrance. He licked his lips and thrusted back into Abigail. In a few short seconds he began to fuck her.

“Oh my god, oh my god, fuck!” Abigail groaned as he split her pussy apart.

Matt watched Abigail bounce on the bed as he drove himself deep into her. He could only fit maybe half the immense length in her tight teenage body but her sopping pussy clutched to him so tight it was heaven. Abigail clung to the sheets, every inch of him stretching her cunt into the perfect fuck hole for his cock. She gasped out small moans as he drove into her.

She came in minutes. Matt knew when her sopping cunt suddenly flooded with fresh, hot honey that drenched his monster rod. She let out a scream, the muscles around her glistening sex flexing hard with the waves of her orgasm that clamped around his cock like a vise.

Matt’s lust was a wildfire. He grunted, fucking Abigail harder while he watched her cum for him.

“Fuck,” he said aloud.

It wasn’t like him to talk during the act but watching this teen beauty writhe at his touch forced it out. Abigail seemed to love it, her arms extended above her to brace against the headboard.

In that moment Matt’s mind only had room for one woman and it was the one soaking his meat with her lust. He looked at her naked body with satisfaction, coming closer to his own release.

“Abigail, oh my god,” he grunted.

She soaked him again, another flood from her stuffed hole. Matt’s erection throbbed and bulged inside her and Abigail could feel it literally pick her ass off the bed with each long thrust. He felt her kiss from the garden and her heat on the dance floor. Every corner of his mind saw another fleeting glimpse of Abigail. Her eyes seemed to reach into his soul.

Abigail’s touch.

Abigail’s long, dark hair.

The way she pursued him.

The way she kissed him.

“Abigail,” Matt moaned, slamming into her.

“Matthew, oh my fucking god,” she muttered back.

He felt his release coming, threatening to burst any moment. He didn’t stop. He wouldn’t stop. He looked down on Abigail and her bouncing body and then into her eyes.

“Oh fuck, Abigail!” Matt shouted as he let go.

This wasn’t the first time Matt had finished inside his lover. Just yesterday he had unloaded inside his girlfriend, but that was only because he had lost control. This time, with Abigail, Matt knew what he was doing. He looked right into Abigail’s deep blue eyes and came directly into her womb.

She screamed as the giant mass of hot sperm flooded her tight passage. She came with him, squeezing his ejaculating dick tighter than ever. A visible mass formed in her gut, bulging around his huge cock as he pumped load after load into Abigail.

Matt fell next to Abigail, still inside her, and the strength of his massive cockmeat pulled her toward him. They faced each other, breathing heavily.

“Oh, Matt...” Abigail whispered.

She pulled the covers over them as he gently popped free of her cum-filled pussy. It clamped tight and kept the lion’s share of his semen inside, but she could feel the heavy load pressing against her muscles like a river against a dam. Matt pulled Abigail into a kiss, hand across her cheek.

“Wow,” he said, finally.

—

Abigail nestled against her lover, limbs intertwined with his. Matt had remained erect for several minutes before receding to a manageable size.

“That was quite a date you planned,” Matt said.

“I had to go all out,” she whispered, eyes fluttering as Matt’s hand traced her soft skin.

“I’m glad you did,” Matt admitted.

“So.”

He met her gaze. “So?”

“What are you going to do about Lucy?”

The truth was that Matt was slowly coming to terms that he may be in love with them both. He couldn’t let either of them go. He still felt the smallest twinge of guilt for cheating in the first place but, at least for now, he wanted them both.

“I’m not sure,” he said.

“Matt...” Abigail’s voice trailed off.

“I... I don’t know, Abigail. I feel like I really like both of you.”

“Really like?” she questioned.

Matt had backed himself into a hole. Honestly, he might be able to say it, but was this the time?

“I guess now isn’t the moment, is it?” Abigail said, “but, I need to ask you some stuff.”

“Anything,” Matt said, pulling her tight against him.

“And you’ll tell the truth?”

“Yes.”

Abigail sat still for a moment.

“How many times have you had sex with Lucy?” she asked first.

“Twice.”

“Is she better than me?”

“It’s... not like that,” he said.

“What is it like?”

“You two are different. It’s not like one is better. It’s just... different. I guess.”

Abigail considered this. “Matt, this I the best I’ve had it. It’s... indescribably amazing. And I want you to feel the same way.”

She turned her head up to look in his eyes. “I don’t want to be someone you fuck, Matt. I want you to love me. And... I think you do and it hurts that you can’t admit it to me.”

Matt didn’t have a response to that. She held his gaze, a sad smile crawling over her features.

“It was hard to put this together. The staff get overtime to be here, and they deserve it no question, but it was a lot of planning. I worked hard. I worked hard because I wanted it to be perfect. Perfect for you.”

Matt tried to say something but she stopped him with the softest kiss.

“I wouldn’t put this together for a man if I didn’t think he loved me. And I know you do. I’ve known since we planned that first date that never happened. I can see it in the way you look at me. I can feel it when... well, when... you know...”

She paused for a moment, turning her head away.

“If you can give it that good and it doesn’t mean anything...”

Matt had no idea what to do.

“Abigail, I-“

“No,” she interjected, “don't say it unless you mean it.”

Silence fell over the two teens.

“I know I might have to share you,” Abigail started, the disgust hardly hidden in her voice, “but I won’t be okay with that for long. I can’t. If you can’t decide then I’ll walk away.”

Matt found that hard to believe. But there was conviction in her face and Matt didn’t know Abigail to lie about such things.

She looked back up at him and Matt saw the faintest hint of a tear in her eye.

“Choose me, please,” she said softly.

They kissed, just like in the garden, when neither could identity who started the kiss but not resisting their passion regardless. She squirmed into his body, letting him hold her, a single tear rolling down her cheek.

—

Abigail sat naked on the side of the bed. The moon shone in the window over the quietly sleeping form of Matt. She sighed, unable to sleep. She envied Matt’s apparent ease with this situation. Right up until moments after they had sex it was the perfect evening. As he railed her she thought they were making love, but after the conversation after she wasn’t so sure.

Was Matt faking his affection? It was a possibility. She had been aggressive in her pursuit, but she hadn’t forced him. She needed some air, but leaving Matt alone in the monstrous house seemed like a disaster waiting to happen. She walked to the window and looked out over the valley. A cold wind blew across her and she shivered. She stared up at the moon, smiling softly, wondering if her heart made the right decision.

As if to answer her, two warm hands snaked from behind her, groping at her bare breasts.

“Matt?” she croaked.

“Shhhhh,” he whispered in her ear.

He bodied up against her and she felt the throbbing, familiar heave of his manhood against her back. It soaked her instantly, the dull soreness rapidly evaporating at his touch. He kissed the back of her neck, grabbed her hands, and brought them down between her legs. He made her stimulate herself, teasing her swollen clit.

“Matthew...” she whispered as the heat built in her gut.

Matt tugged her head around and kissed her. It was sloppy and wet from the imperfect angle, but it was so good. She pressed her ass against the might base of his giant cock and he shivered. Suddenly, he pushed her down over the railing of the small balcony outside the open window. He dragged the entire length of his beast through her slit until the throbbing cock heaved right against her entrance.

Abigail moaned his name once more before Matt penetrated her and began to fuck her in the moonlight.

He held her arms and rammed his dick into her, deeper than he ever had, over and over. Her jaw hung open as her body shook against his relentless assault. She rose on her top toes, lifted by the steel erection that fucked her so good.

“Matthew, oh Matthew...” she moaned.

“I love you, Abigail,” Matt moaned in return.

Abigail came, squealing as her pussy clamped ever tighter on Matt’s magnificent manmeat.

“I love you, Abigail. I love you and you are mine.”

He growled into her ear, forcing himself into her soaking cunt that came without end, flooding him with hot fluids every second. She couldn’t breathe. His dick bulged hard in her gut, churning his previous load that still sat inside her. Her eyes fluttered and she shouted into the cold, screaming his name as he fucked her.

“I... I love you...” Abigail muttered in ecstasy.

“Oh fuck, fuck!” Matt grunted, “Abigail!”

He groaned her name one more time and then released, pumping another boiling load inside Abigail’s teenage pussy. Her eyes rolled back as the giant mass curdled inside her, a visible mass of thick spunk and lust.

Abigail collapsed across the railing, barely breathing, as Matt finished cumming inside her.

“It feels so good...” she croaked.

Matt held himself inside her, throbbing with the last of his orgasm.

“I mean it, Abigail,” Matt said, chest heaving.

Abigail craned her head to look into his eyes.

“I love you, Matthew.”