Winlay takes control.

"Slow down Adam!" Her words came in breathy gasps as Winlay fought to regain some control over the situation. "This is too much, too fast." Adam lifted his mouth from hers as her words registered finally in his lust filled brain. She stood before him, delicate and beautiful, she had trusted him and he almost betrayed her trust. With a groan he pulled her shirt back down then clenched his fists to keep from tearing it from her body. Shifting slightly to create a gap between their bodies Adam broke the intense silence.

"Oh Xelta, I almost lost it there." He had too, if Winlay had not come to her senses when she did by now he would have stripped her bare and been devouring her tits. He tried to pull out of her grasp, her closeness was inflaming his desire again and he needed to do something to regain control - perhaps a cold shower - but Winlay refused to let him pull away.

"Let me try a different way Adam." Her voice was husky with emotion and Adam could neither move nor speak. After a long passionate gaze that nearly resulted in him lifting her into his arms again, Winlay ran the hand that had been stroking the fine hairs on his chest down over his belly until he felt her small fingers curl around his erection squeezing him through the soft material of his shorts,

Adam gasped as her hand curled around his cock measuring his length and girth for the first time. His cock throbbed painfully under her hand and Adam stared at her in disbelief when her other hand found the draw string of his shorts and pulled at the cord loosening the shorts and pulling them off his hips.

She stared at his cock her eyes widening in some combination of surprise, appreciation and possibly fear? Adam was proud of his equipment, it was over twenty centimeters in length and thick, he wondered if she had ever seen anything like it before. The ways she had acted in Sister Margaret's workshop and in the tunnels under the convent, made Adam suspect that she didn?t have much experience with men, but her passion when he kissed her and her bold stroking of his shaft had him second guessing his first impression.

Adam could feel her fingers wrap confidently around his thick shaft, squeezing it firmly and sending waves of desire shooting from the sensitive flesh up through his torso and neck making his ears burn. She ran the 'C' of her fingers up and down the shaft, causing Adam to groan in need. How many men back in her village got to feel her soft fingers stroking their cocks like this? Adam pushed aside the jealous thought; it was none of his business, he should be thankful that she was willing use her magical hands on him.

Winlay's other hand joined the first and her soft palm caressed the head of his penis with a feather light motion that caused his balls to tighten with need. She ran her hands up and then down the entire length of the shaft again using her saliva to lube the motion. Winlay sank to her knees as she stroked him, for an instance Adam thought she'd take him into her mouth like a coffee skinned island girl once had. (He had been touring one of the remote islands that stretched between Veertor and Cryn when one of the village elders had sent his newest wife, a pretty teen with firm tits and a full mouth to wake him.)

Winlay didn't mouth him like the elder's wife had, but her face was so close he could feel the warmth of her breath on his member as she stroked him. She ran her hand several times over the shaft, teasing him with different grips and degrees of firmness until he begged her to finish before he lost what little control he still clung to.

Winlay took pity on him and settled into a combination of strokes and caresses that drove him closer and closer to the release he had been craving. He could feel the tell-tale pulsing in his balls and burning along the shaft. She sensed his impending climax and used both hands to jerk his full length sending him over the edge. He wanted to shoot his cum all over her face, neck and tits like he had with the villager's pretty young wife, but Winlay used her hands to guide the fountain of cum spewing away in great spurts so it wouldn't soil their clothing.

What a fantastic hand job that had been! He hadn't had all that much experience with sex, but he'd had several other women stroke him before and none of the others - not even the elder's wife - had evoked that kind of reaction. Once again Adam wondered how such a seemingly sweet young woman could have so much experience pleasing men. He realized that as pretty as she was it was unreasonable for him to imagine that all the young men in her village would ignore her. Unlike him, Winlay probably started sneaking into hay lofts to neck just as soon as the young men of her village noticed her developing curves.

Adam decided he didn't care. The uncertainty of her look as she gazed up at him with her big brown eyes proved she was still sweet and naïve in her own way. He lifted her to her tips of her toes and lowered his mouth onto hers trying with his kiss to convey how much he wanted and respected her. As they kissed he became aware of the needy rubbing of Winlay's soft curves against his hard body, she was as hot and passionate now as before. Adam could feel himself hardening again in response, knowing that she was as worked up by her skillful jerking of his cock as he was. Could he ever going to get enough of this sexy woman, and how was he ever going to satisfy her?