More than I could handle

An eternity seemed to pass as my heart raced. Abby moved. I felt her hand wrap around me as she returned the kiss. Automatically I embraced her as we began to make out passionately. Our hands continued to roam each other's bodies. As we moved, I felt her hands untuck my new black shirt. Abby's hand felt my cool on my back as her nails lightly traced my body's contours. Our bodies flowed together. We continued to kiss, and I felt her tongue press on my lips; instinctively, I let it in as we began to french kiss.

I tried to unfasten her bra strap, although my inexperience struggled, not wanting to pull hard as I was concerned about breaking it. Realising the problem, Abby broke the kiss, withdrew her hands and unfastened it for me. Quickly her hand began to unbutton my shirt from the bottom to the top. Once the last button was undone, she traced her hand up my bare stomach and chest until she reached my shoulders. Slowly removing the shirt now, she moved it down my arms until it slipped onto the floor. With the shoulder straps of her bra precariously near falling, she squeezed her arms together, moving the straps the last little bit as they slipped, and gravity did the rest. As her bra fell, it revealed her perky B-cup breast, her arms squeezing them together from when she removed the bra.

Abby: 'I thought you liked my bra?'

She was teasing me now, not like Gemma, but she was fishing for compliments, I could tell. I was only too happy to oblige.

Me: 'I do, but I like what's underneath even more.'

I guessed I had said the correct words. Abby embraced me again as we resumed kissing. Our hands moved about each other's bodies with more vigour now. I felt the softness of her bare skin from the stiff peaks of her nipples to the sharply round cheeks of her rear. Was this it, was this when I was going to lose my virginity?

Abby's began to unbutton my trousers. At the same time, she began to kiss my body. Progressively getting lower until she was just below my abdomen. My button and fly were completely undone now, and my erection was obviously struggling to free itself from its confines. I could see a damp spot where the tip was from my arousal. Abby kissed the tip of my cock lightly. Even through my underwear, the feeling was wonderful. Abby looked at me from her position and smiled before she grasped the hem of my boxers and yanked down.

My cock, now exposed to the air, sprung out erect to its full size. It glistened with my pre-cum. Abby wasted no time and immediately took it deep within her mouth. A wave of warmth and pleasure hit me, almost knocking me to the floor as I struggled to maintain my balance. Abby continued to enthusiastically massage my cock with her mouth. I felt my pleasure levels hit un-manageable levels. Realising that the constant teasing and blue balling throughout the day combined with the intense feeling of Abby's tongue had completely broken down my normally reliable stamina. Quickly, I tried to warn Abby and avert potential disaster.

Me: 'aa Abby...aah... wait!'

Realising I had gone past the brink already, I pulled Abby's mouth from my cock. She looked at me, confused before it was too late. I orgasmed, powerfully. My built-up excitement had led to one of the largest loads I think I had ever ejaculated. Not only had I shot my load before I could lose my virginity but looking at Abby, she had been in direct fire of it. Looking up at me, shock and my cum plastered across her face. The last drop of cum fell from my shaft into space between us. I was worried I had blown my shot in more ways in the silence that followed than one.