Savage Lust

Savage LustIt has been almost a month since you and your family had left St Joseph, on your trip westward on the Oregon Trail. Barely 17, you had lived in 5 villages since your birth in northern Virginia in 1831. You were now a woman, full of life, and very tired of your parents protective nature. “It’s too dangerous” wasn’t in your vocabulary – nor was “watch out for savage Indians”!As part of your duties, you had to wash the clothes of your entire family of 7! This day, you didn’t have laundry on your mind, as you were ready to “unwind”. One of the few pleasures of this dusty dirty life was taking a bath. This day, the waters of the little creek somewhere in eastern Wyoming were unusually clear and warm. As you stacked the laundry on a log near the waters edge, you surveyed the shore line for a secluded spot to do some skinny-dipping.It didn’t take long and you were waist deep in the pool, splashing your naked body, basking in the sunlight. As you washed the dust from your torso, you became mesmerized by the sensuality of rubbing your breasts, and stroking your adana escort pubic mound. You might still be a virgin, but you weren’t without personal knowledge of self gratification. The startled movement of a lone duck leaving the pool brought your focus back to reality.You saw his form more than his body as you turned around quickly to watch the fleeing duck. He wasn’t so much watching you as he was enjoying your erotic display. As he realized he had been found out, he moved forward with the movements of the Indian warrior he was soon to be. As he came to the waters edge, you covered your breasts with folded arms, and slipped deep into the water. He must have really been enjoying your water games, as his savage manhood was bulging from under his lightly covered waist. While you feared for your life, he was only after your virginity!He tore into the water while at the same time shedding his bow and arrows from his shoulder. Next came his light deerskin shirt, as you tried to move out of his path, but in the deep water, your escape adıyaman escort was not to be. As he raised his arm toward you, you dove underwater in a desperate move to flee. But his savage arm grabbed your shoulder, you were swung around and directly into his open arms. How could this be, you in fear of your life were being ‘taken’ by this young buck!His reddened face was upon yours before you knew what was happening. He pulled your head up to meet his, and forced his savage kiss upon you without warning! You nearly faint, be it from fear or ecstasy, but your next realization was his tongue darting across your breasts. The sensation was beyond belief. Nothing had prepared you for this, and your response was unconditional surrender! You grabbed his head and forced his mouth onto your right nipple, now erect with passion. In response, he slips his hand under your crotch, and lifts you full out of the water, while not releasing his suction cup from your breast. His powerful arms turn you upside down, and he draws your legs afyon escort apart as be forces his head into your love slot.Dizzy from the motion and thrill of his deadly encounter, your vagina wetens with you love juices – and he sucks them all up. As you literally hang from his body, you are free to release his manhood from beneath his wet loin cloth covering. Not in your wildest fantasy had you expected a mans ‘meat’ to be this big or this round. It had to be 7″ long and was bigger around than the candle sticks which you had experimented with along the lonely trail. As your petite hand encircled it, you were unsure just what to do, but as he probed for your female penis with his tongue, you swung around and placed his red meat into your mouth! With the blood draining from your head, you couldn’t stand the pressure, and bite down on his shaft – and he falls over backwards into the water.You search the water for your savage lover, and take his hand to lead him to shore. Along the banks of this nameless Wyoming creek you loose your virginity. It wasn’t so much how your lover probed you, or how your climaxes came in successive waves – it was that it happened! And just as quickly as he appeared – he was gone, without saying a word – not that you would have understood his language! But you knew your lover through his actions, and he was a savage!