Adam strips Winlay

The feeling of Winlay's body wiggling against his drove Adam wild with need. She made no attempt to stop him as he lifted the loose shirt over her head leaving her wearing the white cotton panties and the binding cloth wrapped around her torso. She was beautiful, her smooth skin was soft and pale and his hands worked loose the strip of cotton that covered her breasts. Soon that strip of fabric lay on the floor next to the old shirt and Winlay's full tits were finally free.

Adam's grip was firm as he arched her back and lowered his mouth to suckle at her breasts. His leg between her thighs braced her lower body and a handful of her thick curls pulled her head back exposing both her throat and tits for his mouth to plunder. Winlay clutched at his neck for support as he licked the sweat from her curves and used his teeth to bite at her mounds of flesh. When he sucked her hard little nipples eagerly into his mouth his teeth scraped at the tight buds until she cried out wordlessly. If she objected to the rough way he devoured her full breasts, Adam didn't notice as he lost himself in the relentless ****.

With a fierce growl of need, Adam swept her small body easily into his arms, she felt as light as a feather as he carried her purposefully to the table on the far side of the room. It was either the table or the arm chair by the consoles, and Adam needed Winlay spread out under him. He placed her carelessly on the sturdy table, ignoring the papers, notes and diagrams that were scattered as he hungrily returned his lips to hers. Winlay kissed him back just as eagerly, her tongue wrestled with his as he pulled at his clothing. Even as he undressed he used his free hand and mouth to roam over her body possessively, pushing into her cotton panties and cupping her sex fingering the wetness between her thighs. Adam was no Casanova, his experience with women was limited at best, but when his hand slid under her panties he touched her confidently exploring and probing her slick folds until he found the hard pebble of her clit.

When his finger found its target, the young novice squirmed on the table gasping with pleasure and Adam managed to pull his own shirt over his head. Adam could feel her hips were bucking under his hand, pressing herself against his probing fingers insistently searching for release. Loosening the cord that held up his ragged shorts was a simple matter and finally, completely naked, Adam stood between her calves where they hung off the edge of the table. He impatiently pulled away her panties exposing the pink slit that was clearly visible under the tangle of her dark curls between the white "V" of her thighs. Winlay's eyes widened noticeably as she saw the size of his manhood, and she trembled in anticipation as he climbed up to join her on the table.

His penis was long and thick; it throbbed painfully as he spread Winlay's legs even wider and settled his body onto the soft cradle of her hips pressing her against the table below. Her eyes were wild with need as she finally tore her gaze from his aroused penis and searched for some compassion or understanding in his.

Would she hate him? Adam wondered. Would she despise the way he took advantage of her innocence and vulnerability to satisfy his own base desires? She was an initiate of the Church, sworn to attend to the needs of all of Xelta's people not the carnal needs of men like him. On the other hand, her response to his unexpected kiss gave no hint of ****, and his need for her was absolute. Adam rose above her slightly and the head of his cock nudged softly against the wetness of her sex. He rocked forward again and this time the swollen bulb of his penis slipped easily into her entrance.

"I'm sorry Winlay, I have to have you." Adam groaned into her ear as he pressed deeper into her "I need this so badly!" He would be as guilty as those Templars who lured naïve new initiates to their beds if he took what had been sworn to the Church as his own. But Adam no longer cared!

He rocked deeper into Winlay's tight passage until he could feel the restriction that barred his progress. Adam had hoped that her shy reserve was indicative of Winlay's lack of experience but had no reason to believe that she must be a virgin. Certainly, as pretty as she was, many of the men in her village must have tried to spread her open just like he had her now; the knowledge that he had succeeded where they had failed sent a surge of primal male pride through his body. This was the very prize that the High Priest had certainly planned to claim for himself, but it was Adam and not Beldan who would be Winlay's first. For a brief second Adam felt a twinge of guilt as he thought of the High Priest, however as he felt Winlay squirming under him Adam knew it wasn't the same.

Unlike that pig Beldan, Adam had no intention of degrading Winlay, using her and then throwing her away like a soiled towel. He wanted to claim her as his forever; to show her how holy the union of a man and woman could be in the eyes of God. His cock throbbed in anticipation as he prepared to plunge into her untouched passage, he'd fill her sex with his manhood and then continue until he exploded deep inside of her.

"Wait!" She gasped making Adam pause just before the thrust that would have shredded her hymen. Adam stared at her in disbelief. Did she really think he'd be able to stop now?!