CH 1: Abigail's First Lesson

Abigail Hobbs was tired. Tired of being a virgin, that is. With her overall appeal ruined, she felt that the likelihood of ever having a man interested in her – truly, genuinely interested beyond her fame – was next to none. Or at least, with everyone except Will Graham. He'd graciously opened his home to her, and they'd been living together for the past several months now.

Abigail hadn't thought anything of it at first, but after a while, she'd begun to notice the longing, wistful looks he'd cast her way when he thought she wasn't looking. Did he love her? Desire her? Ever since the beginning, she'd never quite understood his intentions, but with their blooming closeness and her growing impatience, she knew he was a prime candidate in making her a woman. Especially after she'd (accidentally) walked in on him naked. Before that moment, she'd never actually seen a man in the flesh, but even without a comparison, she knew he had to be well-endowed.

"Abigail?"

She jerked, looking up when Will appeared in the entryway.

"I've set the table, so we can have dinner now," he informed her.

Wordlessly, she rose and joined him in the dining room. It was a large table (far too large for two people), and she felt awkward sitting there wondering how to broach her request.

"Will?"

He took a sip of beer, watching her from over the top of his bottle. "Hm?"

"I hope you won't freak out or anything, but I have some personal questions…some man-woman questions." Tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, Abigail flashed him a feeble smile. "Maybe it's weird, but my parents never actually talked to me about sex. And even though my friend Marissa had boyfriends, they never really did too much. I just…I'll understand if you don't want me asking these sort of things, but I didn't know who else to turn to."

Will swallowed thickly, his mouth twitching as he set his beer down onto the table. "Sex is natural," he assured her. "It's…it's completely normal at your age to have questions, so I can't begrudge you that. I won't pretend to be the 'be all end all' on this subject, but I'll certainly try my best." Beneath the table, his knees began to bounce out of nervous habit. "What did you want to know?"

"Just little things," Abigail assured him. "Like, how to kiss a boy, and what to do to please him."

Will breathed a nervous laugh. "I'm afraid I'm no expert with men, Abby. My partners have only been women."

"Then what did they do to please you?"

His hand tightened around his fork. "Abigail, this is highly inappropriate."

"You said I could ask you anything," she reminded him. "How am I supposed to learn if I don't have any guidance?"

"You learn by experience," Will coolly said. "I can give advice, but I don't feel comfortable providing a play-by-play of my sex life. Intimacy between two people should be sacred."

Abigail chewed her lip. "No one wants me, Will. How can I learn if-?"

"Abby…"

"No, I'm serious!" she snapped. "Boys think I'm a freak, but with you I don't have to explain myself. Couldn't you just kiss me once and let me see what it's like?"

Will abruptly stopped eating, the meal feeling like bits of cork going down his throat. "You just want one kiss?" he asked. "That's all?"

She nodded. "I just need you to teach me. If I at least know how to kiss, I feel like I could figure out all the rest."

With a sigh, Will took a generous sip of beer and nodded. "Fine," he agreed, "one kiss."

"Here?"

"Uh…" He squinted, appearing almost pained as he pushed his plate aside. "I suppose that wouldn't be ideal, no. We should at least be in a comfortable setting."

"With our teeth brushed," Abigail pointed out, and Will laughed.

"Right. That, too." Checking the clock on the wall, he said, "Meet me in my bedroom in about five minutes. We should be sufficiently cleaned up by then."

Abigail nodded. After brushing her teeth and checking her appearance, she went into Will's room and crawled onto his bed. There had to be a reason he'd chosen his bedroom, right? Perhaps he intended to do more for her?

Biting her lip, Abigail shimmied out of her jeans and sweater and laid back down, assuming a sultry pose as she waited in her lingerie.

When Will came into the room, he nearly staggered into the wall. "Jesus, Abigail," he swore. "Where are your clothes?"

"Oh, I just…um…" Flushing all over, she rose and swept her arms protectively across her bosom. "When you said we should meet in your bedroom, I thought you wanted…I-I thought…"

Now it was Will's turn to blush. Rubbing at the back of his neck, he kept his eyes glued firmly to the floor.

"Do men not like this?"

"W-well…"

"Am I not pretty enough?"

Will's eyes finally snapped up again, his gaze reproachful as he assured her, "Of course you are. You're very beautiful."

"Then why won't you look at me?"

"Because…" He waved a hand. "Because I respect you, Abigail, and I don't want you objectifying yourself because you think it's what men want. The right man – the one who'll love and worship you for who you are – won't care about all the bells and whistles. He'll just want you."

Slowly lowering her arms, Abigail resumed her position on the bed and chewed her lip. "Is it normal to be this wet before a kiss?" When Will stared at her in mute shock, she dipped a hand into her panties and stroked along her swollen folds, her breath hitching as she closed her eyes. Now retracting her fingers, she held them up for his perusal. She could see his throat bob as he took in the sight of her slick, sticky digits.

"It's…relatively normal, yes."

"And what about intimacy?" Abigail asked. "I mean, how do you know if the other person is ready?"

Releasing an even exhale, Will slowly approached her. "If it's…casual sex, I guess trust isn't so much an issue, but…if it's someone you know and care about, then I would hope you'd take the time to, uh…" He waved a hand, exasperated by his lack of communication skills. "Are you thinking of someone in particular?"

No. Wait. He absolutely did not want to know that.

Abigail's eyes flashed and she shifted on his bed, trying to ignore the throbbing ache flaring up between her thighs. "He's a little clueless, but I think this guy likes me," she said. "I mean, I hope he does. I'd like to think he trusts me."

Will nodded. "Trust is very important. You're essentially relying on another person to treat you with care, and some acts are more dangerous than others. Well…not all encounters are dangerous, of course, but…" Okay, this wasn't necessary. He didn't need to lay out the joys of knifeplay, erotic asphyxiation, and other pastimes to someone who didn't even know how to use a condom.

Abigail canted her head. "But what? I know about S&M, if that's what you're talking about."

Will exhaled through his nose. "Right…of course you do, I'm sorry. But it's a lot more than just whips and chains, you realize."

"I didn't realize, to be honest, but you have me curious. Do you have any videos?"

Will blinked once, twice, before breathing an uneasy laugh. "I don't own any personally, no, but the internet is a vast and informative place. We could look some things up if…if you wanted."

Abigail nodded eagerly. "Yes, I'd like that, thank you." Between her legs, she began to roll her palm along her clit.

Will balked. "W-what are you doing?"

"It feels good," she softly said. "I wanna feel this way when you kiss me."

Will visibly swallowed, a deep shade of pink tinging his cheeks and the tips of his ears. Clearing his throat, he said, "You…y-you shouldn't do that when I touch you."

"Why not?"

"It's…" What? Inappropriate? This whole situation was inappropriate, so his excuse seemed laughable.

"Stand up," he commanded.

Bewildered, Abigail stopped rubbing herself and rose from off the bed, her heart fluttering as Will came over and had a seat in her place.

"Come here," he urged.

Feeling faint from eagerness, Abigail moved until she was standing in between his legs, her skin shivering as his hands came to rest over her hips.

Will looked up at her with smoldering eyes. "I'm going to kiss you now, nice and slow. And once I feel like you're comfortable, I'll add a bit of tongue. Is that alright?"

Abigail nodded, a responding throb pulsing between her thighs.

Tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, Will cupped her face and drew her down to his level, his mouth brushing over hers as her hands fisted his shirt. With an eager little noise, he devoured her lips in a kiss that had Abigail whimpering into his mouth, her hands releasing his shirt in order to claw at his shoulders. Amidst the shift, she ended up straddling his leg. Dazed and breathless, Abigail instinctively began to rock against his knee, her cunt gliding and rolling as he dipped his tongue into her mouth. With a muffled gasp, she attempted to jerk and rub against him more fiercely, but Will stopped her, breaking the kiss with a breathless shake of the head.

"No more," he told her.

"Why?" Abigail wriggled in his hold, her eyes bright and breathing labored. "You said you'd show me videos…we can stop after that."

She was baiting him. Still gripping tightly at her hips, Will released a quaking breath and glanced down at his pant leg. Over his knee was a thick, shining streak from where she'd rubbed off on him. Jesus.

Ignoring the heated, pulsing need in his loins, Will nodded dumbly before taking her hands. "I'll set up my laptop."

Pleased, Abigail pulled him in for a greedy kiss, her tongue glossing his bottom lip as he withdrew with a startled jerk.

"Abby, we can't do that. I agreed to show you a few things, but nothing more."

"And I'm grateful," Abigail assured him. "It's just that I want things to be perfect when I come to my boyfriend about this, that's all."

Unbidden, a sudden pang of bitter resentment filled him and Will immediately shook it off, disquieted by the unmerited jealousy. He should be happy for her, not envious.

"Right. Well…what did you want to look up first?"

Leaning over his shoulder, Abigail made sure to innocently press her breasts into his arm as she scrutinized the screen, her bottom lip catching between her teeth as she hummed. "Well, I don't really know what I should look for, so maybe we should start with something simple? Like…maybe self-care?"

Will quirked a brow. "Do you mean masturbation?"

She flushed, nodding once. "I've never really learned how to properly pleasure myself, so I figured that if I want to please my boyfriend, starting with myself would be a pretty good idea."

Clearing his throat, Will typed the risqué request into the search engine. Almost instantly, dozens of video links popped up, and his hands shook as he set a particular clip to full screen.

Peering down at the video, Abigail watched intently as a woman sat on her bed, her hand coming between her legs as she began to instruct on how to properly pleasure herself.

"C'mere," Will whispered, his voice raspy. "Maybe you should sit down like she is."

Nodding, Abigail perched herself on top of his lap, careful to rub against his thickening cock as she shifted to get comfortable.

"Now do what she's doing," Will whispered. Placing his hand over her wrist, he carefully moved her arm so that she was touching herself. Pressing his face into her hair, he curled his touch around her fingers and encouraged her to drag her touch along her slit, rubbing back and forth before dipping between her slick folds. Abigail gasped and arched.

"That's it," Will encouraged. "That's a good girl…take me in." Breathing shallowly, he controlled her hand so that she began to move in a series of slow, forceful pumps. Pressing a kiss to her neck, Will shuddered as her juices began to coat both his fingers and her own. "Rub your clit," he commanded. "That's it, sweetheart. Just follow her lead."

"Oh…Will!" Beginning to twitch and spasm, Abigail shuddered and harshly rode her own fingers, her hips bucking and twisting as Will helped her rub her clit. When she finally came, she gave a sharp, agonized cry, and her plush walls clamped down firmly around her pumping fingers.

After she'd drifted down, Will kissed her temple and smiled. "Do you need another video?"

"Maybe." Withdrawing her hand from between her legs, Abigail lifted her fingers to her lips and tasted herself. "Will?" He stared back at her in shock. "Do I taste normal?"

Holding her slick fingers beneath his lips, Abigail watched him with her bright, riveting eyes as he slowly sucked her digits into his mouth. His tongue swiped across them once, twice, before his prurient gaze locked with hers. Beneath her bottom, she could feel his cock twitch with need.

Breathless, Abigail lowered her hand again and watched Will lick his lips.

"You taste perfect," he huskily said. "Your boyfriend's one lucky kid."

Feeling a rush of pride, Abigail rose and re-adjusted her soaked panties. "I want to look at something about blowjobs," she decided. "That always seems to be the first intimate step in relationships, so I'd like to know how to go down on someone."

Will swallowed, noting how her eyes suddenly fell to his sizable bulge. "Abigail…"

"You're turned on," she observed. "You took care of me, so now let me take care of you."

"But…"

"I want to." Pointedly searching for a video, she found one that seemed sufficient before pushing play. The woman onscreen was full of ardor and eagerness, and, pleased with her find, Abigail turned to Will and tugged at his trousers. A groan escaped him and he lifted his hips, assisting her as the fabric brushed harshly over his erection. With his pants and boxers now around his ankles, Abigail got down on her knees and took him between her hands. Will's cock jerked and she gawped, fascinated as he shuddered and became a breathless, pleading mess.

Abigail smirked. "Don't worry, Will. I said I'd take care of you."

Opening her mouth around him, she slowly inched her way down his throbbing shaft, taking care to use her hands to jack him as she sucked. Will hissed and fumbled for her shoulder, finding purchase in her hair instead and tugging fiercely. Abigail moaned softly around his cock, her hands increasing in speed as she mimicked the woman onscreen. Bobbing her head, she swirled her tongue along his hardness and choked when he gave an involuntary thrust.

"S-sorry," Will apologized, panting as he rolled into her awaiting mouth. Toes curling, his mouth went slack and his back arched, his head tilting toward the ceiling as she massaged him with her lips and tongue. "Abby," he rasped, "Abby, I…I'm going to…"

But he couldn't finish. Will came in her mouth and Abigail devoured him with fervent greed, her lips wrapping around him in a suction-like ring as he emptied himself with several harsh, erratic thrusts.

When he'd collapsed against his chair, Abigail withdrew and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "Was…was that okay?"

"Jesus, Abigail." Will chuckled, almost appearing tired as he cupped her cheek. "I find it very hard to believe that you've never done this before."

She beamed. "I've always been told I'm a fast learner. Anything you can teach me, I'm sure I can do."

Will's stomach flipped. It was wrong – wrong – to think of Abigail pinned beneath him, clawing up his back as he fucked her ragged, but despite his brief release, he could already feel his cock fattening up again. Embarrassed, he grabbed his garments and yanked them up before Abigail could potentially see the problem. With his erection only mildly concealed, he grimaced and rose from his chair.

"I think that's enough for one day, Abigail."

She nodded. "Okay, Will. Maybe tomorrow you could show me what the 69 is? I saw it listed in the sidebar of that video."

Will's breath hitched, his jaw clenching as he envisioned her sucking him off while his tongue worked in slow, eager strokes over her soaking cunt.

"I…maybe," he choked. "It's getting late, Abigail. You should get some sleep."

"Alright." With a bright smile, Abigail took his face between her hands and pressed a warm, open-mouthed kiss to his lips. "Goodnight, Will. And thank you for everything."

Stunned, he watched her leave the room and head toward her end of the house. Once he knew he was alone, he shucked his boxers and got a firm grip on himself, now pumping away the problem while envisioning her bright, stunning blue eyes and come-slicked lips.

A/N: This was a request by Hippychica23. She wanted a scenario where Abigail comes to Will with questions, and while she gets him to teach her, she plants the seeds of desire in him so that he ends up wanting to take her virginity. Anyway, I've had these two have sex so many times that I honestly don't know how the final chapter will go. If any of you have requests on sex acts/positions,please DO leave a comment since that'll aid in me finishing this faster. I'm writing two other fics on my "serious" account (this is my trash account lol), so I'm trying to pick and choose my priorities based on popularity/interest. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, Hippychica23! :) I'm amazed that I seem to have out-trashed myself.