Chapter 140: Abby’s First Time

Wednesday, June 16, 1971

The room spun for a moment as I shook my head to clear it.

“I need to make a phone call,” Anna said as she headed down the hall to her room.

I looked my question at Nicky.

“She’s gone to arrange for Natalie to be flown out tonight,” Nicky said as if it was something that was done all the time. “Kalani’s plane will be landing in Denver late tonight. Anna wants Natalie to meet her.”

“Yeah, and Dawn, Rose, and Eve are driving up from the reservation tomorrow morning as well,” Grace supplied. “And now you have some work to do.”

“Work?” I asked.

“Yeah. There are seven of your women who have never been with you. And since we don’t know when this evil thing is coming, you don’t have any time to waste,” Grace said as Abby took my arm to pull me from the chair.

“But ... but what about your ceremony?” I stammered.

“Kalani said we can have a big ceremony when we get to Tapato. But if you think I’m waiting that long, you’ve got another THINK coming!” Abby said with a grin. “Now. C’mon.”

Looking at Catherine, I said, “To quote a line from your favorite movie ... if you’ll excuse me, it appears I have a previous engagement.” I knew that Catherine loved the 1954 film ‘Sabrina’ starring Audrey Hepburn, William Holden, and Humphrey Bogart.

Catherine smiled as the other girls smirked and giggled. Abby, impatient with my slow progress, reached out and grabbed Little Mike, pulling me towards the hallway. “C’mon. I’m not getting any younger, ya know!”

I followed, of course.

Abby let go of Little Mike and looped her arm through mine as we headed down the hall to her bedroom. Opening the door, I bent down and lifted her with one arm under her legs and the other behind her back. Abby’s arms encircled my neck as she laughed, happily. I quickly kissed her before I carried her through the door.

I love being naked at a time like this. There are no clothes in the way. I lay Abby on the bed, but she quickly jumped to her knees. “I want to be on top,” she explained. “Ileana and Nicky both said it would be better that way the first time. I still want you to make love to me like you did to Ileana, but I think this way is better for my first time.”

I love a woman who knows what she wants. So I stretched out on my back in the center of the bed.

“Don’t you want to kiss or anything first? You know, to sort of get you ready?” I asked.

“Are you kidding, I’ve been getting ready for the last couple of hours,” she said. “Ever since Spiro told us we needed to make love to you quickly. I just hope that whatever it is, doesn’t come until I do!” she giggled at her own pun.

“Well, would you mind giving me a little time to catch up with you?” I asked.

“It looks to me,” she said as she ran her hand up and down my erection, “that you’re caught up!” Then she threw her leg over me and roughly tried to line herself up and solve the problem of her virginity all in one stroke.

When she missed, she whined in frustration, so I scanned. She really was worked up, but her rush was because she was afraid her sister might come in at any minute and stop her.

I grabbed the impatient girl and hugged her to me.

“Abby, no one is going to stop you from making love to me, so please, slow down,” I said.

“I’m sorry, I’m just afraid Deedee will try and stop me. And I got so excited when that girl told me I didn’t have to wait and I’ve been waiting for so long and when I saw you with Ileana I knew I would have a hard time waiting and it seems I’ve been waiting forever for the right guy to come like momma said, and I just love you so much, Michael,” Abby cried, pouring out her jumbled feelings.

I just held her as I rubbed her back soothingly.

Finally, she raised herself up. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were red. “This is not how I thought it would be. It was supposed to be all sexy!” she cried.

“Sex is not sexy. It’s you who’s sexy!” I said.

“What does that mean?” she asked. “It doesn’t make sense.”

“It means that the sex act is not sexy in and of itself. It becomes sexy when you make it that way by feeling sexy,” I explained. “And right now, you don’t feel sexy. You’re sad and afraid and impatient.”

“Okay. Then what should I do to make it sexy?” she asked.

“Oh. That’s easy,” I told her. “Let me kiss you.”

“Huh? Kiss me?” she asked, not sure she understood.

“Yeah. Like this,” I said as I kissed the tip of her nose. Her eyes crossed as she followed my lips and I laughed. She hesitated then laughed a little when she figured out what I was laughing at.

“Oh-h, you!” she said trying to sound like she didn’t approve. But I simply began kissing her cheek, then the corner of her eye, then the tip of her nose again. I kept up the little pecks as I used my fingers to brush back the strands of hair that hung in her face. I continued tenderly kissing her, nibbling at her earlobe, and down her neck. Abby closed her eyes and let the sensations take over.

Using my hands to push her body up a little, I kissed her chest and the tops of her small breasts.

She immediately opened her eyes, looking down at her small breasts with a frown. “Oh, Michael, they’re so small compared to the others. I can’t believe they would even turn you on,” she said, feeling embarrassed.

“Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong, my little munchkin,” I replied. “You see, it’s not the size that’s important, but how they’re wired.”

“How they’re wired?” she repeated, not understanding.

“Yeah. Watch!” I told her as I lowered my face and gently touching the tip of her tiny nipple with the tip of my tongue. I felt the jolt run through her.

“Oo-o-o ... that tingles!” she cooed.

I continued bathing the tiny nipples with light touches from the tip of my tongue as she felt the effects all the way to her groin. Then I switched to sucking on the small nubbins as I pulled her small breast out, as far as I could.

“I love it when you suck my boobies,” she cried. I continued to read her emotions as I switched from one tiny breast to the other and back again. When I sensed she was ready to move on, I said, “Put your hand between us and play with your coochie for a moment. Tell me when it feels wet.”

“WET? My god, Michael, it’s already wet! I’m practically gushing after what you just did to my nipples. I never realized they were so sensitive!” she panted.

“That’s one of the advantages of small breasts,” I told her. “Not as many layers of fat to dull the senses.”

“Well, I’m wet. What do we do now? I want your thingy inside of me so bad-d-d,” she moaned as I nibbled on her tiny titty some more.

I scooted her down a little until her hand that was on her pussy felt my erection. She quickly grabbed my cock and began to move me to her opening. Using her hips, I guided her until she felt Little Mike sliding through her labia. Abby moaned as she moved her small frame over me, sliding back and forth on my erection.

“You know this may hurt a little?” I asked.

“Yeah. Ileana and Nicky told me. But they said you would be gentle, and...” she said, “ ... to do whatever you said to do.” Abby’s breathing became a little more ragged as she continued to rub her clit with the tip of my cock. I pushed her straight up, as she held my cock at her opening.

“When you’re ready, just slide down on it. If it is too much, just pause, or pull off. Your muscles will stretch to accommodate it, but you have to take your time.”

She looked down at my huge member in her small hand, and then up at me. I could sense her question, “How will THAT ever fit inside of me?” she was thinking.

“Oh, by-the-way,” I added. “I love you.”

Abby smiled nervously as I held her hips steady while she began to slide my cock inside her. I felt her resistance almost immediately.

“That’s my cherry, right?” she asked. “I mean I’m doing it right, aren’t I?”

“You’re doing fine. Take your time,” I told her.

“Ow-w!” she cried as the head of my cock slipped in. I held still, waiting on her to give me an indication she wanted to continue. I could tell that her excitement level was waning.

“You okay?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she replied, lying only a little. I could sense her fear mixed with wonder.

I lowered her body slightly towards mine as I raised my head to lick her nipple.

“Oo-oo!” she cried. “Do that some more.”

I continued my diversionary tactics as she began to wiggle her hips, causing my cock to penetrate further. She began to moan. She stopped, her muscles becoming tense as her maidenhead gave way.

A grimace crossed her face, but she said nothing as I continued to suckle her breasts. Finally, she began to move on me again. It took her a while, taking deep breaths and then exhaling them slowly, trying to relax her muscles as she continued to work me into her tightness. Suddenly, she felt a new pressure as the head of my cock pressed against her cervix.

“I can’t believe it!” she cried. “I DID take all of it. I mean the other girls kept laughing at me when I worried about it, but I didn’t believe them.”

“How do you feel?” I asked.

“FULL,” she giggled. “I think it feels good. But what should I do next?”

“That’s easy. Just tell me you still love me,” I told her. “Then, when you’re ready, kind of roll your hips forward.”

“Like this?” she asked as she rolled her hips, causing my cock to slide in her slightly.

She answered her own question as the movements stimulated her desire. She immediately repeated the motion slowly, and then faster and faster.

“Oh-o-o-o, yes-s-s,” she cried. “Yes ... yes ... yes!”

“Now lean forward a little,” I suggested. I knew it would cause her clit to rub against the base of my cock, adding to her stimulation.

“Yes, yes, yes-s-s!” she began her little mantra again as she rocked against me harder and harder, grinding her clit against me on every stroke. I remained as still as I could while she explored various strokes and positions with her pussy. I could feel her juices running down my balls as she became more and more excited. Because of her position, she wasn’t moving up or down on me very far. She was busy exploring the new stimulations as my cock touched the insides of her vagina in ways it had never been touched before.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” she cried now as she found the spots that seemed to feel the best, swiveling her hips back and forth. I reached between her legs with my fingertips, feeling for her little knob at the top of her slit.

“Yes! That’s it!” she cried as I found it. “Oo, Oo, Oo-o-o!” Then, “Yes-s-s-s!” she screamed as she bolted up straight, before she toppled forward slowly. I caught her with my hands and lowered her to me, wrapping her in my arms. Abby shuddered as an aftershock ran through her when she felt her sensitive nipples graze my chest. I just hugged her to me, trying to keep my still hard cock from moving inside her. It required all my concentration for a moment, because Little Mike did not want to stop. But cooler heads prevailed and I gently brushed back the hairs that had fallen over her face.

Abby lay like that for another few moments before opening her eyes just inches away from mine, her lips curved in a radiant smile of satisfaction.

“You forgot to say you loved me,” I reminded her.

“I love you,” she replied. “Oh god, do I love you! I could never believe that I could love you more than I did, even when Adriana and Vickie said I would love you more after we made love. I’m sorry I didn’t believe them.”