Adam leaves her alone

"I can't Winlay." Adam groaned into her ear. "I shouldn't have done even this." Winlay couldn't believe what she was hearing; she understood that Adam might not want to have sex with her. (Although his hardening member belied that as well) She understood that, but Adam sounded like he regretted the intimacy they had shared. The only thing Winlay regretted was Adam's **** to claim her maidenhead; in fact she felt a new surge of hot fluid bath her insides as she tried to imagine what it would be like to have him press into her. Her legs spread in an **** invitation as she leaned back on the table hoping to have Adam climb atop her again and pin her with his muscular frame. Instead he was pulling on the shorts that lay in a heap on the floor by his feet.

"I'm sorry." Adam said more firmly this time. "I have to go." Where ever did he have to go to other than away from her? Winlay could not understand what had happened, one minute she and Adam are tearing off each other's clothes in a passion that she could never even have imagined even three days ago, and then he was gone.

Winlay slowly pulled her shirt back over her head covering her flushed skin as her thoughts spun dangerously out of control. She knew of course that men would sometimes take their pleasure from girls and then walk away, but that made no sense in this case. A rake like that would have surely taken her virginity when he had the chance - she blushed furiously as she remembered how shamelessly she had begged Adam to do just that. Had she turned him off with her undisguised desire? Or did Adam prefer experienced lovers?

She just didn't know. All Winlay knew was that she was sitting alone in this ancient Lander-built apartment covered in Adam's cum, crying silently while he was in one of the only two other rooms. Well at least he wouldn't be able to hide from her until Sister Margaret got them out of this buried hiding hole.

With that small conciliation she scurried through the hallway into the wash room that Sister Margaret had shown them earlier. The last thing she wanted was to run into Mika and have to explain why her neck and chest was covered with ropes of white cum. Once in the wash room she locked the door behind her before stripping off her shirt and stepping into the shower stall. It took her a minute or two to discern how the shower fixtures worked, but soon she had the perfect water temperature and pressure. Winlay relaxed under the stream of warm water as she stood in the shower. At home, she had always bathed kneeling in the same large wash basin that her mother used to wash the families clothing in every Monday. She had never minded taking the sponge baths in lukewarm water, but the experience of limitless hot water combined with the scented liquid soap that lathered into handfuls of white foam was unlike any she had ever had.

"It must a day for firsts." She murmured with a happy smile on her face as she remembered the intimacy she had shared with Adam. She sighed wondering how soon before they could slip away again, maybe this next time Adam would be more willing to take her completely. Her hand had moved on its own to the throbbing vulva of her pussy and she moaned as her fingers teased open her lips letting the hot water flow past her. He was big, but Winlay no longer feared Adam pressing into sex, she had already had his member in her hand, between her breasts and even in her mouth, surely it would fit just as naturally in her sex. Winlay’s fingers were moving faster now as she imagined Adam spreading her thighs and pushing firmly into her.

She lingered in the shower as she played with herself slowly. Winlay was not eager to have to face Mika and her inevitable questions. She’d want to know how it went especially after the way she had encouraged her to go after him, Winlay sighed. She'd have to just keep quiet and hope Mika didn't press too hard, at least until she had a chance to talk to Adam. That was not going to be easy, if Mika sensed that anything had happened she'd want to hear every detail about what Adam did with her and how Winlay had used her body to please him. Crews! She didn’t think she even knew the words to describe all the things that they had done.

Had she pleased Adam? She wondered letting her fingers caress her clit more firmly. At times he had seemed almost angry as he had pressed his manhood between her breasts but she had given him just what he wanted. Her fingers stroked even harder and she felt her nipples stiffen under the shower spray. He really had seemed to like every bit of her. Winlay vividly remembered the desire that burnt in his eyes as he first climbed between her thighs, and the look of shocked wonder when he realized he was her only lover and - she could feel yet another orgasm building - and the feeling of his sperm shooting up between her breasts. Her fingers were working feverously now coaxing her closer and closer to release and she turned her body once again into the full stream of the shower. Crews it felt good.

Maybe tomorrow she could coax Adam into joining her in the shower. He could lift her against the tiles and then let her slowly sink onto his throbbing cock … tearing her hymen open … filling her with his pulsing rod ... making her his! With that last thought she felt her knees buckle and suppressed a scream as she felt her burning pussy twitch into yet another orgasm. She had to lean against the coolness of the tile and grip the safety bar until the last tremors finally subsided or else she surely would have fallen to the floor.

By the time she finished washing the last of the suds from her body, turned off the water and dried herself on the stiff towel that sat on a dusty shelf with several others she felt ready to face Mika and Adam. However, when she returned to the lounge she found both of them asleep, Mika curled up in a comfortable chair and Adam sprawled out on the couch where she and Mika had been sitting earlier. Winlay felt the slightest sense of relief when she realized that she wouldn't have to speak to either of them until tomorrow.

Adam's abrupt departure had made her a little uneasy. She kissed him gently on the brow before settling herself into the other surprisingly comfortable armchair. She'd have to talk to him about it tomorrow she decided as the excitement of the day slowly caught up with her. Definitely talk to him ... right after sharing a warm shower ... tomorrow ....

With a smile on her face she drifted into a deep sleep.