(MF) Taken by an Indian

“No please….no” Anna cried gently and defeated while on knees and chest upon that carpet of animal furs, to which she desperately cling onto. Clutching until her hands were sore and reddening.

But no matter what she said, or how hard she kicked and hit, nothing changed her fate as her dress was shredded apiece by piece. Thrown aside after being cut.

She felt as the man tore away her covering, and left her bare upon his dwelling floor. Big rough hands making no waste of time as they grabbed her ass and soon we’re feeling every inch of her exposed back.

Caressing and knowing her curves and back muscles. Anna wept into the furs as a ‘savage’ was taking her like a whore. “White woman” he spoke excited under his breath as he began reaching beneath her and finding the ample chest of a pale woman.

He had captured her, and she could only lay beneath him and feel a savages cock head pierce her virgin folds. Listening as he grunted wildly and pinning her down. Clutching her chest carelessly and forcing himself further and further. Every inch drawing out her cries. A reward in and of itself. Until at last his bslls hit her entrance.

Her body simply a vessel for pleasure.
Too tired to resist now, she gave in. Help was miles away and her voice was cracking.
He began sliding in and out of her. Long slow strokes. Just until his tip would peek out of her cunt before slamming hard into her.
Anna felt broken. Taking an Indians cock.

Her whole body shook as he drilled into her. Endlessly, tirelessly. A savage with a savage lust. She felt it all. And despite her will she felt tingles that were Unmistakenly…pleasure.

“N-nooo…no-mmm no” she whimpered shamefully as she felt what was going to be her first climax. Her stomach tingled and her legs felt alike jelly as he Rocked his hips against her. Fully experienced and quickly drawing her to this realization.

“Please….” Her nipples hard and erect. Rubbing against his pelts. Only adding to her excitement.
Her breath got choppier and with this she felt him pull out.

relief and disappointment filling her, she turned back and saw the dark skinned man stroke his long erection covered in her excitement. Glistenin and reflecting the fire pit. A proud look on his face.

“Come” he spoke in a deep demanding tone that sent this puritan white womans thoughts into a frenzy.

Rising quickly to her knees before him she had no words, o my confusion and the pain of being deprived of cumming. And that was enough.

“Plea-“ she tried to speak before he grabbed her and drew her in. To which she eagerly wrapped herself around. Him. Erect cock against her waist as they kissed and clung tightly about themselves.

He needed no further force. Only laying on his back and watching as his little European captive mounted him like a horse and began slamming her self onto him with vigor and yearning.

They clasped hands and she rode tirelessly. Her breasts large and full. Moving unlike any hed sewn before. Her golden hair bouncing angelicslly.

Anna didn’t care he was a wild man that obducted her at that moment. That he was the scary indian her people should fear. Now he was her lover.
Her big cock to which she needed more than anything.

“Please! Please yes! Omg!!” She screamed as she came on him. Her body shaking and watching as he grabbed her tightly and shot his red seed deep into her fertile womb. Endless loads spewing into her.

She didn’t think much only enjoying it. Shaking and kissing every inch of him she could. She had been made a woman by a savage and didn’t want to go back.

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Hope someone enjoyed this. Found it hot to think about, and love brown on white.
I’m native so this idea of settler and natives is of extra interest to me.
Am willing to roleplay this as well.
Thanks for reading.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t07xiw/mf_taken_by_an_indian