How could he refuse?

“I accept your offer.” Julien told Cindy with a smile, “Now come here and let me see what I’m passing up on.” Julien patted his lap and Cindy suddenly a little shyly positioned herself on Julien’s lap and wrapped her arm around his neck.

“So you plan to torment me?” He asked as his sword strengthened hand slid into the open shirt and across her smooth belly. He could feel the firm muscles of her abdomen quiver under his fingers as he climbed upwards over her ribs until he cupped her left breast in his hand.

“And what if I choose to torment you instead?” He asked as he squeezed her firm flesh delighting in the warm smoothness of her soft skin and the rough texture of her puckered nipples.

“Oh, Crews!” Cindy gasped when his hand kneaded her exposed tit. Julien felt her nipples harden under his finger’s caresses and he chuckled confidently into her ear.

“I think in just a few minutes I’ll have you completely at my mercy.” Cindy arched her back lifting her breasts into his exploring hand in response to his confident threat. Julien had felt several different pairs of breasts in the years since he had first discovered the opposite sex. The first set he had fondled belonged to a whore who had been bought as entertainment at a friend’s birthday party. At the time he’d had nothing to compare them to and he thought they were incredible, in hindsight he had to admit that although large, the whore’s breasts were both flabby and not nearly as soft as most.

The still developing mounds of the younger sister of a schoolmate had been his next exposure to this delightful feature of the female anatomy and he spent a pleasant evening under the Pandora stars exploring her small firm tits. It was from this adventurous young tease that learnt just how sensitive a woman's nipples could be. Julien tried not to think about the awkward moment when the two teenagers had been discovered by the girl's suspicious father or the strain that had been placed on his friendship with the young woman's protective brother.

Julien had become more discreet after that and limited his attention to safer women. His most recent lover was the young widow who was both rich and had a level of independence that made his encounters more easily overlooked by the more judgmental elements of his social circles. Her breasts too had been soft and nicely shaped and from her he learnt how to please a woman with his hands and mouth and oh so much more.

Cindy’s breasts however were incredible, firm round treasures larger than the young widow's and more sensitive than his schoolmate's sister's. When he rolled her nipples experimentally Cindy jumped in his arms and cried out in an uncontrolled moan of desire. His last lover had liked it when he pulled and twisted on her sensitive nipples, but her response was nothing like Cindy’s. Julien's manhood was once again hardening in response to her body squirming in his lap, but at the moment he was more interested in Cindy’s pleasure than his own needs. He lifted Cindy to his lips sucking her puckered teat into his mouth eager to see her reaction to this new stimulus.

“Landers yes!” Gasped the young blonde “Ohhh yessss!” Julien could not believe how responsive Cindy’s tits were, or how good the slightly salty nipples tasted as he sucked on them. With his hand no longer needed to manipulate Cindy’s tits he slid his palm over her belly once again this time heading lower and lower until his fingers brushed the curly hairs that covered her feminine mound. By now Cindy was moaning wordlessly and when he first found her wet slit she arched once again momentarily jerking her tit free from his mouth but then quickly pulling his mouth to her bosom again.

Julien didn’t have to toy with Cindy’s clit for long. With a scream that startled a nearby gull into the air she exploded in his arms. “Aaaiighhh!” Her body arched once again in his arm this time thrashing wildly in his arms until she slowly regained her composure. By now the skiff had lost all its headway and was rocking dangerously in the swell with its sail flapping in a most unseamanship fashion.

“Are you sure you don’t want to reconsider, Sailor?” Cindy murmured a few minutes later once the skiff was once again sailing briskly and the two of them were dressed again. She placed her hand on the thick bulge that was impossible to miss in Julien’s tight pantaloons.