Princess Chronicles I: New World | By : EmperoroftheNetherlandsII Category: +M through R > Pocahontas (Disney) > Pocahontas (Disney) Views: 13822 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Princess Chronicles I: New World
He sat with his rifle steady. These were uncivilized lands, there could be danger anywhere, Including savages.
Captain John Smith stood ready. Looking around cautiously. He then hear a soft moan, he crept silently in its direction.
He sat behind a bush, some kind of creature on the other side was moaning, he wasn’t sure what it was. All he knew was that he wasn’t going to take chances. It could not be just cavages, it could be a member of any country in Europe that had come here to this foreign land.
He jumped around the bush, his rifle poised for fire.
Smith just stood there, transfixed. He looked into the black eyes of a dair-skinned girl, unlike anyone from England or anywhere else in Europe. The girl was obviously afraid, her eyes spoke truly of that. Her eyes, though filled with fear, were beautiful, shinning like two pebbles from the bed of a river. She was young very young, she couldn’t be more than sixteen. That is what made her situation so much more awkward.
Her legs were open, her skirt ridden up, sprawled at the trunk of a tree. Her hand was near to what it had been vigorously attending to just a few moments ago. Smith felt a bulge build in his pants. The girl obviously noticed to, for she cracked a small smile. Oh so she wants it that way.
John reached to his pants and pulled them down taking of his boots and shirt off as well. He exposed himself in all his muscular glory to the young girl, he could sense the lust in her eyes drift too his underwear were a large bulge could be seen. John walked over to her, he was so horny right now, on the ship there were no women, and he was never married. Often he had lain with prostitutes or lonely women when they arrived at port. He hadn’t any fun since the African girls on their last voyage. This girl though, he knew he was going to have fun with.
He stood directly in front of her, he brushed her cheek with his hand, she was beautiful. Her ebony hair shone bright, he breast were no to big, or small, her legs as well as her stomach were toned and muscular as was the rest of her body. There wasn’t a bit of fat. He smiled; she was so much different from the girls back in England.
He pulled off his underwear exposing his tool. The girl gasped, making him swell with pride. His white phallus stood six inches long. The young Native stared at the organ, she lift her hand to touch it, she touch it with one finger, it jumped. She wrapped her fingers around it, she pumped her hand up and down it.
John threw his head back in ecstasy, this girl definitely knew what she was doing. He though began to laugh as he felt her mouth engulf his member. He bucked inside her mouth, she was tight and warm. Her tongue encircled around his member’s head, sending him over the edge. He grabbed the back of her head, face fucking her mouth. He shot his load inside her. She gagged, though her kissed her lips and she swallowed, he got on his knees, stroking her cheek. “That’s my good little slut,” he whispered in a voice fit for a babe.
He looked down at her dress, he grabbed the hem, stroking her vagina with his finger, causing her to back up. “No, no, no, relax, it’s fine.” He moved his hand up her muscular stomach. He groped her young breasts, they were perfect. He pulled her skirt over her head, exposing her in all her glory for all of heaven to see. He grabbed her mounds greedily; he kneaded her firm breasts, rubbing his fingers over her nipples. She moaned as he took a nipple in his mouth, sucking the tit like a babe. He bit it, hard. She shrieked, a shriek that could fill the whole forest. He drew way, turning her away from him, wrapping her legs around his waist and had her press her hands against the tree. He positioned himself, ready for the plunge. “You are going to remember this forever, my little bitch.”
She screamed as he plunged in, past her barrier, she cried out from the pain, tears fell from her eyes like crystals. He moved quickly, thrusting in and out in a rapid motion. Slowly, after he began hitting the right spot, she cried again, though this time from joy. This was amazing, she felt the pressure build up within her. It was like the fires of the earth had now been set inside her. John felt the same spectacular feeling, feeling as if he was on air. He released inside her, together the collapsed on the ground.
She awoke in several seconds drenched in sweat. He looked down at her, smiling. “I took your innocence, your mine now, what is your name?”
She looked at him, wondering whether or not to answer before she replied. “Pocahontas.”
John smiled. “Where are you from?”
“I am Chief Powhaton’s daughter.”
Ah a Royal, I just slept with a princess, and now she’s mine.
He picked her up, she assumed the position, though this time he went in a different way. Instead of pleasure she felt only the pain of his cock scarping her raw ass. Though John was filled with amazing feelings, Pocahontas felt pain, her tight hole hugged his phallus tightly.
John knew this girl was going to become his favorite screw. As she cried he ran kisses up and down her back, as he came in and out, her spanked her ass.
“Man, you’re a tight princess, aren’t you, my little royal whore.” He cried out, as she screamed from his slaps.
“You’re my whore, you are mine.”
“I am yours,” she repeated as he spanked her again, her hard as reddening.
This was defiantly a New World.
Thank you my readers, I am planning a whole new series, which this is the beginning of, each of these stories will star one of the fifteen Disney princesses I have selected. Check out my profile or catergories on the site for new ones. Though please REVIEW this one.
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His Imperial Majesty, Byron, Second Emperor of the Netherlands
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