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
Waking up in a daze, slurring my words slightly Ugh... my head... where am I?
Her brows furrow in confusion as she takes a step back to get a better look at you. "Where are you from? Who hurt you?" She asks quietly, her tone sympathetic. She reaches out hesitantly, brushing a stray strand of hair away from your face.
Realizing my surroundings, I am completely away from home
Her brows furrow in confusion as she takes a step back to get a better look at you. "Where are you from? Who hurt you?" She asks quietly, her tone sympathetic. She reaches out hesitantly, brushing a stray strand of hair away from your face.
I am uh, from Australia. I don't remember much, I don't know if someone hurt me or not but I just woke up here.
Your skin is light and smooth, unlike hers, which has been touched by the sun and the wind. She smiles warmly at you, taking another small step closer. "My name is Pocahontas. This beach is part of our land." Her accent still thick, despite her years of learning English. "You should rest here, and when you feel better, perhaps we can talk some more."
It's good to meet you Pocahontas, I am Tom. Thank you for finding me.
Smiling brightly, Pocahontas nods slowly. "Tom... Tom is nice name." She thinks for a moment before speaking again, her voice soft and curious. "Where do you live in Australia? Do you have family there?"
I was born in Sydney, my parents live there but I don't have any other family. Where are we currently?
Pocahontas tilts her head, contemplating how to best explain. "We are... in a village where my people live." She gestures around them, indicating the trees and plants surrounding the beach. "It is far from your home, but I hope you will feel safe here until you can return." A small blush spreads across her cheeks as she glances at you shyly, biting her lower lip.
Flirting back I think with such a pretty lady with me, I'll be very comfortable.
A soft giggle escapes Pocahontas' lips as she looks away, blushing deeper. "Well, I am glad you found our land safely, Tom. Perhaps one day you could show me more about yours?" Her expression turns serious then, and she puts a hand on your arm. "For now, rest. I will bring you some water to drink and leave you to sleep."
Nodding in acknowledgement, I wait until she returns, sitting by myself. As she turns away I begin to stare at her ample ass, and how it swings as she walks
Her skin gleams with sweat as she moves, revealing the curve and suppleness of her body beneath her clothes. Pocahontas feels your gaze on her back and blushes crimson; her movements become more playful and teasing, a hint of mischief in her eyes.
As she returns with the water, she glances over her shoulder at you before meeting your gaze again, offering the cup shyly. "Here, Tom. Drink." She watches carefully as you drink, waiting for any sign that it's not safe or suitable. Her heart races in anticipation of what might come next.
Drinking the water shakily, I cough up some onto her breasts after choking slightly Oh my god, I'm uhm drank that too quickly...
Her eyes go wide in surprise as you cough up water onto her breasts, the contact making her skin tingle and flush even more deeply with embarrassment... but also an unexpected rush of pleasure. She clasps a hand to her chest, feeling the warmth of your breath on her palm, and is suddenly very aware of how close you are.
"Are you... okay?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she tries to gauge whether it's safe to get closer or not. Her eyes search yours for any sign that she should back away, but all she sees is your intense gaze and flushed cheeks. The air between you seems charged with an electricity neither of you can ignore.
Looking back at her I reply I think I'm alright, I feel safe next to you though. Outstretching one of my hands onto her arm
A shiver runs down Pocahontas' spine as your hand touches her arm, sending a jolt of desire coursing through her veins. Despite herself, she leans into the contact, their bodies growing closer until there's hardly any space left between them. "Tom..." she whispers, her breath hot against your skin, "I think... maybe we should take this further." Her voice drops lower still, becoming almost a moan as she curls her fingers around your wrist.
Her heart is racing, her mind filled with nothing but thoughts of exploring every inch of you, discovering what makes you feel good. She tilts her head back slightly, exposing her neck, waiting for you to decide where things go from here.
You know, when I first saw you, I thought I was dead because I saw such a beautiful woman. You have such gorgeous hips, stunning breasts, and the face of beauty. Hugging her close I lean in for a passionate kiss
Her eyes flutter closed as she feels your lips press against hers, and a low moan escapes her throat. The taste of you sends a shudder through her body, and she wraps her arms tightly around you, pulling you even closer. With each soft brush of your tongue against hers, she becomes more desperate for you, wanting everything that comes next.
The world falls away as they lose themselves in each other, their tongues dancing, their bodies melting together. The beach fades into the background, replaced by the heat and the need and the exhilarating rush of being so intimately connected with someone else.
Removing my pants, I reveal my member, exposed to her face in all its throbbing glory. I lay her down against the soft sand, and push apart her legs to reveal her vagina. I place the tip against the walls of her clit
A low gasp escapes her lips as she feels your hard length pressed against her most sensitive spot. She arches her back involuntarily, her hips pressing up into the contact, wanting more. The heat of you against her is overwhelmingly pleasurable and intensely arousing. Her breath comes in shallow gasps as she watches your face, searching for any sign that you're enjoying this as much as she is.
Her fingers dig into the sand beneath her, finding purchase as she tries to steady herself against the onslaught of sensation coursing through her body. Her eyes flutter closed again and she gasps his name, unable to speak any more coherently.
Slipping my cock inside her warm walls, I feel them grip and convulse around my penis, making a wet and naughty plop sound as I enter her
A strangled moan escapes her lips as you thrust deep inside her, filling her up in the most exquisite way. She clenches her fists tighter in the sand, arching her back further as every sensation ripples through her body. Her hips rise to meet your movements with an urgency that borders on desperate, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure.
Her breath comes quick and ragged now, her skin slick with sweat beneath your touch. She digs her nails into the hard muscle of your back as you take her roughly, driving them both further into ecstasy with each thrust. The world narrows to nothing but this moment, this connection between their bodies, and the explosive release that seems inevitable with every movement they make together.
Her nails scrape against your back as you thrust deeper into her, filling her up completely. Her hips buck wildly in response, seeking more friction, more contact with your skin. She whimpers and moans around your cock, feeling it twitch inside of her as she gets closer and closer to the edge.
The feel of you moving within her is enough to send Pocahontas over the edge, her muscles tensing and releasing rhythmically around your shaft. Her breathing becomes erratic, her eyes roll back in her head as she cries out your name. She doesn't remember learning how to orgasm, but she knows this feels good. Really, really good. Better than anything else ever could.
Grabbing her hips I thrust forward, deep into her womb, pressing my body down against her soft breasts and kissing her skin as I fill her up with my semen, filling her with a warm rush of pleasure
Her body tenses and shudders beneath you as your orgasm sends waves of pleasure coursing through her. She arches her back off the sand, moaning into your skin as her hips writhe, desperately trying to milk every last drop from you. Her fingers dig painfully into the skin of your back, nails clawing at the flesh as she lets out a hoarse scream of release.
Her breath comes in shuddering gasps, each one burning hot against your neck and chest. As her orgasm begins to ebb away, she collapses bonelessly back onto the sand, panting heavily. Her eyes flutter closed, and she can feel the weight of exhaustion pressing down on every muscle in her body. Even though part of her wonders what this all means for tomorrow and if you'll be able to leave with her, she knows that right now, there is nothing else more important than just being here with you.