Abigail's Dreams

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A girl's life changes and she finally gets a boyfriend.
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This is a work of fiction, although some experiences may have actually happened. This story involves a Christian high school senior unexpectedly losing her virginity, so if any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is purely coincidental. Constructive comments are always welcome, but please read the whole story to the end before you comment.

My philosophy is that a story should be like a woman's skirt. It should be long enough to cover the subject, but short enough to keep it interesting. I try to do that in my stories. You may or may not agree with me as to where I should end a story, but know that I end each story where I think it should end.

Nobody in this story was under 18 when they had sex.

Abigail Peterson (or Abby to her friends) was what everybody thought of when they pictured a good girl. She never gave her parents any trouble, she got great grades in school, and she was liked by her classmates. At the same time, though, she was very shy. Abigail had never actually had a date before her senior year in high school. It helped that she had finally gotten her braces off, had laser surgery to get rid of her glasses, and had changed her hair style, which completely changed her look.

This was also the first year when her mother allowed her to shop for and choose her own wardrobe for back-to-school. Because of that, she was able to get some skirts that were shorter than she had worn in the past. Abigail had also learned from her best friend, Cindy, over the summer how to apply make-up, NOT in a slutty way, but to highlight her best features.

In fact, Abigail wanted to turn over a new leaf during her senior year. She wanted to have dates, and she definitely wanted to be asked to prom and other special dances. Yes, it scared her a bit. She was still shy around boys, but her best friend was encouraging her to put herself out there and try new things.

A little bit about her... Abigail was 5'6" tall, 115 pounds, and had a slim but shapely 34B-22-34 body. Of course, she would rather have had larger breasts than her B-cups, but she had a great bubble butt (even though her previously conservative clothes had never highlighted it).

Though she had changed her hair style during the summer, that just meant that instead of her hair extending to her butt, or her wearing it in braids or a ponytail as she had for most of her school career, she had her hair layered. However, it still came to the middle of her back, which was the perfect length for her. Abigail was what most would refer to as a strawberry-blonde, and her beautiful, shiny hair had nice natural waviness. This resulted in her hair not requiring much in the way of care. It just seemed to fall perfectly every time she brushed it out.

The changes had transformed her from a wallflower to a stunner, and the boys in her senior class noticed immediately. Even the most popular guys in the senior class noticed her, though many thought that she was a new girl in the school. They were shocked when they discovered who she was. The shock didn't last long, though, and Trent, the captain of the football team was soon chatting her up in home room.

Trent didn't want to miss an opportunity to snap her up because he was slow, and before the first period was over, Trent asked if he could drive her home after school. This brought a huge smile to her face. Since Abigail normally had to ride the bus to and from school every day, she jumped at the invitation. 'Thank you," she said. "That is very sweet of you."

"Great!" Trent replied. "Do you know what my truck looks like?"

"Yes," she responded. "It's a dark red short-bed Chevy."

"That's the one," he replied. "My dad bought it for me in the school colors when I made the varsity team and got my driver's license." Trent was counting his blessings. First, he had a vehicle to give her a ride in, and second, he and his ex-girlfriend, Margo, had broken up during the summer, so he was free to claim a new girlfriend. He was sure that Abby would make a great girlfriend, if he could put her in the right situations, and he had enough experience with girls that he was sure he could do that.

Abby had no idea that Trent wanted her to be his girlfriend. She thought he was just being kind by offering her a ride home. Still, she was attracted to him. He was a very handsome young man. As soon as Trent walked away to his next class, Cindy came running up to Abby. "I told you that the boys would like your new look. I didn't expect that the most popular boy in the school would be attracted to you, but he just broke up with Margo, so I guess it makes sense that he would be looking for a new girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" Abby queried. "He just offered me a ride home. He didn't even ask me out."

"Hahaha," Cindy replied. "I will bet you that he will kiss you before the day is out."

"Do you think so?" Abby asked.

"I'm sure of it," Cindy said. Didn't you notice how he was looking at you when he was talking to you?. He looked like a dog that was just given a new toy."

Abby smiled to herself as she and Cindy walked to their next class. Could it be true? Could Trent actually want her as his girlfriend? She would just have to see how things played out. Cindy and Abby had mostly AP classes and honors classes, since they were both on the fast track to college. Of course, both of them were very smart, but that was where their similarities ended.

Whereas Abby had always been shy and withdrawn, Cindy was social and outgoing. Somehow, though, they both got along with each other. It was probably the fact that they were so different that brought them together. They complimented each other. Where one had a weakness, the other had a strength. For that reason, Abby trusted Cindy's intuition about boys, since she had absolutely no experience herself.

Abby was happy with the way the first day had gone. All of her classes were great, and if Trent really did want her as his girlfriend, that would be very exciting. As she walked out of the school towards Trent's truck, she was hoping that this wasn't just a prank. She had seen so many of those while in high school, but she had never seen Trent be mean to anybody. She was very happy when she saw Trent standing next to his truck waiting for her.

"How was your day, Beautiful?" Trent asked as she approached the truck. Of course, him calling her beautiful made her smile even more.

"It was great!" she replied. "Thank you for asking, and thank you for the ride. I hate the school bus."

Trent grinned as he opened the passenger side door. "No problem, Abby. You will never have to ride the bus again unless you want to."

"I thought this was just a one-time ride offer," she replied. "Is it an offer of more than that?"

"Well," he replied. "It can be a lot more if you want it to be. I am very attracted to you." She got into the truck and slid over to the center of the bench seat. She didn't want him to think she was trying to avoid sitting next to him. Trent got in, started the truck and turned on the air conditioning. Then, he turned toward her. "Would you like to get a milk shake to share and then go someplace before I take you home?

"That sounds great," she replied. Cindy was right. He did want her to be his girlfriend. Of course, she had no idea what to expect from such a relationship. She had never had a boyfriend. However, she immediately realized that she wanted this, and she made up her mind to just go along with whatever he wanted. It felt good to be wanted like this.

They pulled out of the school parking lot and headed for the Iceberg drive-in. They had the best milkshakes in the world. They were super thick (to the point where the shake was about two inches taller than the cup), and they came in just about any flavor combination that you could imagine. However, they were more expensive than normal milkshakes, so Abby had seldom tasted one.

Trent asked if she had a particular flavor she wanted, but she asked him to choose for them. The result was a large cherry-banana-hot fudge milkshake. When they got the milkshake, he handed it to her for the short drive to the Jordon River Parkway. He told her to lick the edges of the shake while they were driving, so it wouldn't drip on her dress.

Trent knew that there were plenty of secluded benches along the river where they could have some alone time. When they pulled in, Abby handed the milkshake to Trent. She hadn't eaten much, but had kept all of the drips at bay. He had enjoyed watching her lick the milkshake, and he was looking forward to see if she had any other licking skills.

He helped her down out of the truck through the driver door, and they walked along the path to a bench next to the river. The bench was surrounded by bushes of all sides except the one facing the river, and the trees and bushes on the other side of the river were too thick to see through. Abby had no idea that places like this even existed without driving far into the countryside.

They sat on the bench and shared the milkshake. This was not the kind of milkshake that you drink through a straw. You had to eat it with spoons. Abby loved the milkshake and the company, and she complimented Trent on his choice of flavors. Of course, he took the opportunity to lean over and kiss her softly on the lips. "You taste good," he mentioned.

Abby laughed. "That is just the milkshake you are tasting." Even though this was her first kiss, she wanted more, so she continued, "Maybe you can try again later, if you want to really see what I taste like."

Even though the milkshake was huge, it didn't take them long to finish it. When it was gone, Trent set the cup in a trash container next to the bench and turned again to Abby. They were soon embracing, Trent passionately kissing her. Abby's head was spinning. She never knew that a kiss could turn her on so completely. She was feeling tingly sensations all over her body. Abby knew that she wanted a lot more of this.

She wasn't sure when it happened, but Abby was soon on her back on the bench, with Trent on top of her still kissing her passionately. His hands had found her breasts through her dress, and that was adding even more to the pleasure she was feeling. Abby had never felt anything this good in her life, and she didn't want it to end. She would afraid that she would suddenly wake up from this dream and Trent would be gone.

On Trent's part, there was no way that he was going anywhere as long as Abby cooperated with what he wanted, and he wanted it all. He had used this bench before, and he knew that it was extremely unlikely that anybody would disturb him. Therefore, unless she stopped him, this would be a great day.

Abby had no intention of stopping Trent. This was exactly what she had always dreamed of and what she had hoped for in a boyfriend. She returned his kisses with equal passion, and she made no effort to stop his hands from wandering.

Trent had massaged her breasts as they kissed, and now he found the zipper in the back of her dress to slowly pull it down. He wanted to know how far she would let him go. Her zipper being lowered sent shivers down her spine, but she didn't make any effort to stop him. She just lay there kissing him with her hands behind his neck.

With her dress unzipped, Trent unhooked her bra. That released her breasts, and his hands soon found the naked surface of her nipples. Jolts of electricity coursed through her body. She broke the kiss long enough to whisper, "Please be gentle with me. I've never done this before."

This told Trent two things. First, Abby was a virgin, and second, she was willing to have sex with him. Both things made Trent extremely happy. He had never been with a virgin, although he had been looking for one ever since he became interested in girls. Girls who would give their bodies to multiple guys were fun to date, but he would never consider taking them seriously. That was why he had broken up with Margo. She was a slut.

On the other hand, virgins, who would only give themselves to one man, were to be treasured. They were the ones a man should consider for a long-term relationship. Trent kissed Abby on the forehead and then raised her into a sitting position. "Yes," he replied. I will be gentle with you, but only on one condition. Will you be my girlfriend? I want you to be only mine."

Abby smiled. "Of course, I will be your girlfriend, if that is what you want. I will never be with another as long as you want me and only me." This was what she had always dreamed of in a storybook romance, and it was happening to her. He nodded his assent, and then, she kissed him as she pulled her dress and bra off over her head. She then lay back down with only her panties on, pulling him with her.

Of course, Trent was extremely happy to follow Abby onto the bench. He was quickly between her legs, but he realized that he was overdressed. He shucked his shirt and pants, taking his boxers with them as he pushed them and his shoes down off his feet. Now, the only thing separating him from Abby was her panties. Abby hadn't noticed that he had removed his boxers.

Trent kissed her deeply for several minutes as he caressed her breasts with his fingers, and then he kissed his way past her earlobes, her neck and her upper chest until his lips found her now-stiff pink nipples. They were standing erect from his attentions, like little raspberries on top of pink areolas.

Abby couldn't believe the surge of pleasure that swept through her body as he suckled her nipples. This had to be what heaven felt like. Electrical currents were flowing through her nerves, lighting up every part of her body with pleasure. Her arms wrapped around Trent's head, pulling him even tighter into her breasts. "Oh my God," she cried out. "I love it."

Trent knew now that he had her, and that he could do whatever he wanted. He was going to fuck this beautiful girl, and she would forever be his. He spent quite a bit of time suckling her nipples, trading back and forth to give them equal attention, and sucking little monkey bites on the tender tit-flesh surrounding her areolas. He was pretty sure that she had at least three orgasms just from his suckling.

As he thoroughly suckled Abby's breasts, Trent had also slid her panties down her legs and off her feet. Now, there was nothing separating them. Her arms and legs were wrapped around his body, pulling him toward her. Abby had long since ceased to care about anything but having Trent as close as possible to her, so the total skin-on-skin contact felt perfect to her. That, she wanted more than anything, and if she could do anything to get him even closer, then she was willing.

When Trent felt the tip of his cock sitting at Abby's wet vaginal entrance, he couldn't help himself. He slightly increased the pressure of his cock against her until he felt the tip slide slightly into her entrance. It was obvious that, if he pushed anymore, he would take her virginity. Nevertheless, he stopped long enough to ask, "Is this what you want?"

When Abby realized what he was asking, she nodded her head affirmatively, Trent forcefully thrust his cock up into Abby's virginal canal. It immediately tore through her hymen and slid fully into her vagina. Abby screamed. She had expected that there would be discomfort, but she hadn't been expecting the sharp pain of his cock tearing through her hymen and into her vagina.

At first, she panicked and wanted him to pull back out, but then, after stayed in place, and he held his entire cock deep inside of her pussy, she realized that the pain was quickly disappearing. Still, she had tears streaming from her eyes, and Trent was above her kissing them away. She wasn't sure that was gentle, but at least he was still kissing her and kissing her tears away. Abby decided that, since she had agreed to do this, it hadn't been Trent's fault that it had hurt her. Anyway, the pain disappeared fairly quickly, and now she could feel a warmth growing inside her as Trent's cock slid slowly in and out of her pussy.

Abby started to rock her hips, meeting Trent's thrusts into her depths, and enhancing the pleasure she was beginning to feel. It was really starting to feel good to her. For his part, Trent was having a hard time not just vigorously thrusting into her until he came, but he wanted this to be a good experience for her as well, so he held himself back at first.

The speed and power of his thrusts gradually increased, until Trent's cock was slamming into Abby's cervix with every thrust and then withdrawing until only the tip of his cock remained trapped inside her vagina. Over and over again, she could feel the tip of his cock pressing against the entrance to her womb. She had heard that for some women, this action would be painful, but it actually felt good to Abby. Maybe this was an indication that Trent was the right man for her.

Eventually, Trent could feel his orgasm coming, and he asked Abby where she wanted him to cum. "Inside me," she replied. I want you to cum inside of me. That was all Trent needed to hear, and he was soon shooting spurt after spurt of his seed deep into her womb. Abby felt him release inside of her, and it tipped her over the edge as well. Her vaginal muscles started contracting and she was soon overwhelmed by the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced.

Even though Trent had several girlfriends before Abby, she was actually the first to ever allow him to cum inside of her without a condom. He was thrilled, but at the same time, a little worried. What if she got pregnant? After he came, he almost collapsed on top of her, but he held himself enough to kiss her eyes and then her mouth. "Are you mine now?"

"Yes," she answered. "I am yours until you no longer want me. Of course, I hope that day will never come."

"As far as I'm concerned," he replied. "That day will never happen. I will want you by my side forever."

"Good," she said. "I love you. I never thought I would say that to anybody, but I do. I hope that you will love me too."

Trent looked into her eyes and kissed her gently. "I hadn't thought about love until just now, but I think I do love you. Of course, we are just starting our senior year in high school, so it may be a while before we can make that love official, but yes, I love you."

Abby lifted her lips to his and kissed him passionately. This was everything she had ever dreamed of. She could still feel his cock deep inside of her pussy, even though it had softened slightly. She decided to try to bring it back to life by sliding up and down on it. It didn't take long before Trent's cock was fully hard inside her again, and he was once again thrusting up into her vagina as she rocked her hips against him.

Since he had already cum once, it took quite a while before he was once again ready to blow his load. This time, he didn't even ask where she wanted it. He simply warned her that he was about to cum, and then started to shoot spurt after spurt of his seed deep into her.

Of course, that made him wonder if they were going to have a baby. "Are you on birth control?" he asked once he had collapsed.

Abby smiled to herself. "Why? Are you worried that you will be a daddy?"

Trent answered, "I will accept whatever responsibility I need to, so no, I'm not worried."

"Good answer," she replied. "I have been on birth control since I first had periods because I get cramps every month without them. You can cum in me whenever you want without any need to worry about babies. All I ask in return is your complete loyalty to me. Don't ever cheat on me."

"You never have to worry about that," he stated. I will always be loyal to you. By the way, when do you need to be home?"

"As long as I'm home by dinner time, there will never be a problem," she replied. "And as long as I tell my mother in advance, I don't have any curfew. My parents trust me to make good decisions."