1. Two Worlds


    Date: 8/8/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: Jonathans_Fantasies, Rating: 21, Source: LushStories

    Deer's eye grew wide as she felt him enter her. She opened her mouth as he filled her and she clutched at the blanket over his shoulders as he drove deeper and deeper into her. Finally reaching bottom, he began stroking in and out of her. Slowly and tenderly - something she had never experienced before. This was not the rough animal sex the other white men had shown her... taking what they wanted from her and leaving her sore, beaten and humiliated. This was completely different. There was passion, not lust. Tenderness, not brutality. Caring, not coldness. As Travis took this lovely Indian woman as his own, she gave herself to him willingly, wanting him as much as he wanted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper into her, her heated passions reaching a boiling point just as his did and once again they crested together. She arched her back involuntarily as his cock exploded inside her, her own juices mixing with his and pouring out around his cock. She dug her fingers into his back as her world spun out of control. She panted and moaned and spoke a mixture of Cherokee and broken English as she tried to scream out her passions for him. He, in turn, groaned and grunted as his own emotions made human speech next to impossible. Finally spent and completely exhausted, he collapsed on top or her, her arms and legs wrapped around him holding him inside her and keeping him as close as she could to her. He felt her heart racing and her breath coming in short ...
    gasps but she wasn't about to let him go. Not now, not ever. * * * * * It had been about a month after the pair had arrived at the homestead when one day Little Deer was straightening up the tent and getting ready to make dinner. Travis was busy felling some more trees to build the cabin with. Cabin building was coming along, but it was slow work. He had put the third row of logs up and was starting the fourth. He calculated he would need ten rows to get the height he needed if he was to put in a loft for the bedroom. Suddenly he heard Little Deer call him. It sounded important. He came running around the corner of the cabin and straight for the tent. "What is it, Little Deer?" he said gasping for breath. Little Deer looked over his shoulder and pointed. "A-ni-tsa-la-gi" she said, "Cherokee!" Travis whirled around and sure enough up the trail came four horses with Cherokee Indians riding on top. One of them was wearing a headdress and a breastplate. They came riding up in full view, not trying to hide in the least. When they had gotten right in front of Travis, they stopped. "A-si-yu, a-qua-tse-li du-do-v yo-nv- a-di-si." Little Deer translated it for him. "He say: Hello, my name is Running Bear." She replied "A-si-yu, a-qua-tse-li du-do-v a-wi u-s-di" (which meant "Hello my name is Little Deer") There was some discussion and in a very excited tone from the Indian visitors. Little Deer translated the words as she could, but they spoke very fast amongst themselves. "They say ...
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