Winlay takes over

Winlay looked magnificent where she lay on the smooth black table, her breasts gleamed with perspiration and her lips were red and full. When she shifted gracefully reaching tentatively with her hand to touch his chest Adam's resolve weakened and when her hand caressed the head of his cock he backed away slowly but Winlay followed him. She slid from the table and dropped onto her knees at his feet stroking his throbbing shaft with her small hands.

“What about your needs Adam?” Winlay asked her eyes gazing up at him with such intensity that it made his knees tremble. "I can feel your pressure." She gave his cock a gentle squeeze before ending her appeal "I think I can help you Adam, if you let me try."

“Landers!” Moaned Adam unable to maintain his resolve any longer. He was helplessly frozen by her gaze until her finger touched a drop of pre-cum and used the slick fluid to caress his head. 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. She must have developed this technique to satisfy their demands and still preserve her virginity. A rush of desire began reviving his softening manhood as he remembered how close he had been to taking that treasure.

The uncertainty of her look as she gazed up at him with her big brown eyes was sweet and naïve and Adam pulled 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 still 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 get enough of this sexy woman, and how was he ever going to satisfy her?