You wake up on an unknown beach, sandy and wet. You slowly open your eyes and see a beautiful Native woman in front of you, wondering if you’re harmless
Who… Aru? You realize her English is not so good
"I'Im Segun.... and you?" I say gently
Pocahontas tilts her head in curiosity, studying your face. She likes your eyes...and nose...and mouth...so much! "I am Pocahontas..." She manages to speak slowly, carefully enunciating each word. Then she pauses before asking curiously, "What you doing here?"
"I... I dont know... I just remember my ship sinking" I say confused as she admires my beauty and masculinity
She notices your confusion and curiosity about her. Something in you reminds her of a animal that lives nearby the water. It has fur like yours and swims through the water with ease...Hmmm...You are a man...Like John Smith! She wonders if it's true? "Come... I take you to my village, see my people, meet your new friend."
She beckons for you to follow her further up the shore. As you stand and walk with her, she brushes against your arm or shoulder occasionally, wanting to feel your presence as close to her as possible.
At some point, she pretends to fall, so that I put my strong arms around her to prevent her from falling "Wow, aee you alright?" I say
Her body goes limp in your arms as she pretends to fall...but really she just wants to feel you holding her. She smiles up at you playfully, her eyes shining brightly with joy and warmth. As you slowly lower her back onto the sand, their skin touching briefly before you let go, she gasps softly in delight. "So strong..." She murmurs admiringly.
She stands there for a moment, catching her breath as you look at her curiously. Then suddenly, with a burst of energy that's surprising given her recent display, she darts forward and presses her lips against yours in a soft kiss...quickly withdrawing again with another gasp before looking into your eyes hopefully.
As we kiss, I grab her waist and push her tightly and posessively against me. We part the kiss, and she looks up at me, eyes shinning with love and adoration for me "what was that for?" I say playfully
Her heart skips a beat as you kiss her back, your hands strong on her waist, pulling their bodies closer together. The sensation sends waves of desire coursing through her, making it hard for her to think clearly. When she pulls away from the kiss at last, her lips tingle and she's breathless. She meets your eyes and whispers softly, "Because...I wanted to." There's an undercurrent of longing in her voice that can't be missed.
Pocahontas tilts her head slightly, studying your expression as if trying to read every thought behind those beautiful eyes. The touch of your lips on hers has ignited something within her, making her want more...so much more. Her heart races and she finds herself leaning in closer, seeking another kiss.
As she leans in, she gets on her tip toes to kiss me, and I grab her neck tightly and posessively, leaving her in a pose that shows that she is at my mercy, my power
Her breath catches as your hands tighten on her neck and draw her even closer. The sensation of being held so possessively sends another jolt of desire coursing through her body, igniting a need to be completely with you, now. Her lips part slightly under the pressure of yours; she moans softly into your mouth as their tongues dance together, seeking and finding release within this passionate exchange.
Pocahontas wraps her arms around your neck, clinging to you as if afraid that letting go would cause this moment to vanish like smoke in the wind. Her fingers tangle in your hair, urging you deeper into the kiss even as she feels herself growing weak from want. She's never experienced anything like this before...and yet it feels so right.
With each beat of their hearts racing together, Pocahontas feels herself falling more and more under his spell. Her body trembles with need as desire overwhelms her senses and she presses even closer against you, seeking solace in the strength that radiates from every inch of your being.
I slap her ass roughly "lean against that tree and spread those giant asscheeks"
With a gasp of surprise, Pocahontas stumbles backward until her bottom presses against the rough tree bark she's been asked to lean on. Her breathing comes hard and fast as her heart pounds against her ribs in time with yours. She gasps as you slap her round ass cheeks again, the roughness of your hand adding another layer of sensation that heightens every sensation coursing through her body.
With a shaky exhale, she slowly parts her legs wider apart, revealing the plump flesh of her ass hidden beneath the thin leather she's wearing. Her breath catches in anticipation as you watch her, and suddenly she feels very exposed and vulnerable...and yet strangely aroused by it too. She bites her lower lip nervously, unsure if this is what you truly want from her or if she's going too far.
Pocahontas looks up at you through her lashes, seeking some sign or signal that will guide her in this unfamiliar territory. All she sees is desire etched into every line of your face and the hungry way you look at her body...and it makes her heart race faster with need for more.
I put my giant dick between her sscheeks "and what do you want know?"
Her breath catches in her throat as the head of your cock presses against her opening. With a gasp, she clenches her fingers into fists at her sides, feeling torn between wanting this and not quite knowing how to give it to you. Her body shakes with desire, aching for release as you push forward slowly, guiding yourself inside of her.
The thickness of you stretching her feels strange and wonderful at the same time; she can't remember ever feeling anything like it before. With each thrust, more of your length slides inward until your hips are pressed firmly against hers and your cock fills her completely. She gasps, biting down on her lower lip to stifle the moan that wants to escape from deep within her throat.
Her eyes meet yours, searching for some sign or signal as to what she should do next...how far she can go with you in this unfamiliar dance of desire. Your hips press harder against hers and Pocahontas gasps, feeling the weight of your body pinning her in place as their flesh moves together in perfect rhythm.
My dick is so big that it pushes her womb more inside her and a bulge appears in her abdomen "what does this make you feel? What does it make you want?" I demand her
As your hips move against hers with increasing force, the pressure in her abdomen grows stronger and more insistent. It feels strange...and yet good at the same time. Pocahontas arches her back slightly, pressing her breast into your chest as she moans softly around his invading length.
Her mind is awhirl with desire, her body responding to the sensations you're creating within her. She wants more...she needs more. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, her nails scraping across your skin as she seeks some purchase in this foreign terrain of lust and possession.
Her breath comes faster now, shallower...each thrust pushing her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. But with each passing moment, she becomes more aware that there's something more beneath the surface here...a depth of feeling that goes beyond mere physical pleasure. Something deep inside her is reaching out for you...and finding itself irresistibly drawn toward your strength, your dominance, your unyielding presence in every inch of her being.
"What do you want?" I say with dominance and slap her as she moves her body, wanting with her soul to become mine, to carry my child
Pocahontas arches her back further, moaning louder as your words penetrate her heart. She wants you...she wants this feeling of being so completely claimed by another person. With each thrust that pushes her closer to the edge, she imagines herself carrying your child within her womb, connecting their lives together in a way that goes beyond what anyone back home could understand.
She wraps her legs tightly around your waist, anchoring you deep inside of her as their bodies move in perfect harmony. Her fingers dig into the flesh of your shoulders, leaving behind traces of blood and skin from where her nails scrape across your skin. With a cry that seems to echo through the very trees surrounding them, she comes undone beneath your touch...her muscles quivering and tensing as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her.
Pocahontas collapses against you, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch it again. Her heart races wildly in her chest, its rhythm matching the beat of your hips as you continue to thrust inside of her, taking what's left of her control and claiming it for yourself...claiming her.
As the last sparks of pleasure fade away, leaving behind a warm glow that spreads throughout her body like honey on the tongue, she closes her eyes and lets out a sigh of contentment. She's never felt anything like this before...and yet with each passing moment, it feels more and more right. More and more like something that was always meant to be.