She Lost Her Virginity to Abel Tesfaye

Part 3 - Her Turn for Pleasure

She stayed in her position and then felt him against her body. He was pressing himself up against her ass and she could feel his dick rubbing back and forth. He reached around and pulled harshly at the chains a few times. Then he withdrew and spread her legs apart revealing her beautiful pussy. He took a magazine, rolled it up and slapped her square on the pussy with it. She moaned and seemed to like it so he slapped her harder and harder until she started to cry. Then her stopped and put his tongue in her, slurping it like he was trying to get the last of the icecream from the bottom of the cone.

She was moaning very loudly now and she tasted so good in his mouth. He decided to pleasure her so he began to lick her clit with his tongue, moving it back and forth and in circular motions. He applied pressure and then withdrew to give her only the tip of his tongue gently along the entire opening of her hole. He licked her up and down and then inserted his tongue in her again. She was trembling now so he reached forward to yank on her chain again. To his surprise, it made her cum when he did this so he put his tongue on her clit while she grinded his face with her pussy, pulsating up and down and crying out with the waves of ecstasy.

Afterwards he left her again, this time for about 15 minutes. When he came back, she felt his presence in the room for a few minutes and just when she was about to say his name, he slapped her ass a few times with the paddle. Then she felt the ice cube on her spine as he slid it from above her tailbone all the way up to the back of her neck. She shuddered.

"Aight, let's get you on your feet now," he told her. Then he took off her blindfold. The light in the room was harsh on her eyes at first so she squinted until she could tolerate it. He stood before her completely naked and she loved what she saw. She wanted to hold him badly but he wasn't giving her that kind of vibe. He took her hand and led her out of the room. She watched his beautiful body out of the corner of her eye. She felt vulnerable yet excited at the same time.

He led her down the hall and into the living room. The lights were out but there were dozens of lit candles all around the room. It felt so romantic but he wasn't all touchy feely with romance. Instead, he was dominating her and telling her what to do.

"Sit on the couch," he demanded. He picked up a glass from the coffee table and handed it to her. "It's just water," he said. She was more than grateful for the liquid because by now she was extremely parched. She drank half the glass and handed it back to him.

He placed his hands on her hips and pulled her forward so she was sitting slouched down on the edge of the supple, leather couch. He bent down and put his hands on her thighs, pushing her legs wide apart. Then came the magazine again. What the fuck is it with the magazine? she wondered. He tapped her pussy gently, building up to more powerful hits until it stung her. He slapped her with it harshly then gently, alternating back and forth for a couple of minutes until her labia lips were inflamed.

"Oh my god, Abel," she yearned. "Oh....that feels so good but it doesn't", she said.

"Okay now, turn around and show me that ass," he insisted.

She got up and turned around, kneeling on the edge of the couch with her ass in the air. She felt his hand on her pussy and then his dick penetrating it. He felt amazing inside of her; she closed her eyes and wallowed in the pleasure. He stroked her gently the first few times but quickly built up momentum until he was pounding her.

She shrieked from the pain and he pulled back a little. He remembered this was her first time.

"It's okay, I like it," she assured him.

He continued aggressively until she screamed out. She put her hand on her clit and rubbed herself to her second, glorious orgasm. He held her hips and pulled her towards him while he continued to pummel her. She loved the sounds he made while he fucked her. She never thought she'd see the day when she'd hear his voice in this way.

He kept at it for a lot longer than she'd anticipated and she started getting sore. But she was happy to oblige him and wanted nothing more than for him to cum inside of her. Still with her nipple clamps on, he pulled on them once again until she showed her discomfort. Her sounds made him explode inside of her. She could feel his dick in her slippery cunt, the cum easing the friction and providing some relief for her.

He stayed in her for a minute, embedded deep inside. He pushed a few times and then withdrew. Afterwards he walked into the other room and brought back a hand towel. Abigail was sitting on the couch now with her legs closed tightly in an attempt to hold in all his cum. He sat down beside her and handed her the towel. While she wiped herself he put his arm around her.

When she was finished, he took the towel from her and placed it next to him. Then he took her in his arms and kissed her passionately, this time with his tongue exploring her mouth. She was like jello in his arms and his kisses were incredible. His lips felt warm and soft and she could feel the stubble on his face caressing her mouth.

They remained on the couch in their naked embrace, cuddling and kissing for what seemed like forever. Now he was romantic and caring towards her. Now he was gentle and considerate. She was exhausted from the experience but elated to be in the arms of this man. Abel. The man of her fantasies. The man of her dreams. The man she worships.