John Smith: He Can Colonize This Puthy

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They were going to kill him. Your people were going to kill John Smith. The only man that understood you, the only man that you loved. All because you decided to run away with him and were caught. Now he's tied to a wooden post that supports the tent waiting for his demise. But his demise didn't have to be painful. You could give him one last gift of yourself before he was killed by your people.

As night settled, you crept into the tent that he was being held captive in. You saw him there, beaten and bruised from just a day of being with your people. You wanted to provide some sort of comfort, but you didn't know how. So, you were going to provide him with something you did know...

You slowly sank to your knees, beginning a slow crawl toward his unconscious figure that was tied to the pole in the center of the tent. You saw his eyes flutter open as you reached him. Making eye contact with him, you could feel all your unspoken emotions coming towards the surface.

You reached up your hand and slowly began to unbutton his tight, white shirt exposing his bare chest. You drag your eyes down his body, licking your lips at the sight of his rippling abs. You feel the wetness begin to pool between your legs, a slow ache beginning to grow at the base of your stomach and traveling throughout your body. 

You continued to trail your hand down him until you were hovering over the button of his trousers. You quickly looked up at him to see his pupils blown, mouth slightly ajar, and he was giving you a slight nod to continue with the "gift" that you were going to give him. 

"Go on Babygirl," he says in a whisper so those outside can't hear. You begin to move to unbutton his pants and you hear a little gasp escape his throat as your fingers meet his buttons. You begin to unbutton his pants with slow but precise movements, torturing him with the pace.   "You're doing so well sweetheart but pick up the pace...before I tie you up with these ropes instead," he growls. 

You pick up your speed, your once cool, precise movements, clumsy with desire. "Before you continue, untie my hands, so I can fuck you the way u deserve princess," he says with lust. "Yes sir," you respond stumbling to your feet to untie him. You grab the ties and quickly undo them, the second he's free he whips around, shoving your body against the post, and wrapping his hand around your throat applying the slightest bit of pressure. He closes the gap between you. He presses his lips against yours, hard. Shoving his tongue into your mouth. He's quick and harsh, but it sends waves of pleasure through you. He removes his lips from yours leaving you feeling dazed. 

"Get on your knees...now" he barks. You do as he orders, sinking to the ground, never breaking eye contact with him. "Good girl, now finish what you started." You return your hands to where they were before and begin to work his trousers down his perfectly sculpted legs, his dick pops out standing at attention, it's much larger than any other you've ever seen before, and it makes your mouth water. 

he reaches down, grabbing all of your hair and pulling it behind your head with one hand. "Open your mouth beautiful," you let out a little moan at his words. "Yes Daddy," you say and then open your mouth as wide as you can. He pushes your head forward, placing the tip of his penis on your lips. "Are you sure?" he asks, you nod your head enthusiastically, and the second you do he thrusts forward and pushes your head forward at the same time, slamming into the back of your throat and making you choke out a moan. "Quite princess or they'll hear my little slut choking on my dick and begging for more." 

You moan quietly in understanding. He then begins moving your head back and forth at a slow but steady pace, and you move your tongue around trying to milk him for everything he is worth. "Keep doing that, and I'll cum before I get to fuck that sweet pussy, sweetheart," he says making your core ache with desire. He picks up his pace, moving more fiercely now, making you take his whole length, gagging with each thrust. "That's right lovely, take all of it," he says with a smile across his face. You begin choking each time he slams into the back of his throat, making him release a little moan. "Fuck baby, get up here" he barked, pulling you up from your knees. 

He lifts you, and then pulls up your dress, finding that you had not worn any underwear for exactly this moment. "Little slut, this is exactly what you wanted huh?" he asks.

"Yes sir!" 

"Well then, it's exactly what you're going to get," he says slamming his cock into your pussy and making you take all of his lengths in his first thrust. You go to scream but he covers your mouth with his huge hand. "Don't make me have to tell you again to be quiet." You spasm around his length at the thought of someone hearing you being fucked by your love. He reaches down between your bodies, beginning to stroke your clit. You lean forward and bite down on his shoulder trying to stop the overwhelming pleasure coming over you too quickly. "Nuh uh baby, you're going to have to try harder to not come on my cock" He quickens his demanding pace, pushing you to the edge. "Cum for me Babygirl." 

Waves of pleasure wash over you, and your body begins to convulse with the orgasm that has suddenly taken hold of you. you clench around him milking his cock. 

"Fuck, baby....I'm gonna-," he says being cut off by his pleasure, cumming inside of you. He pulls out of you and you both fall to the ground.

"If this is my last night to live, we're going to do that many more times" he groans.

"Yes sir," you say, drooling at the thought of doing that over and over and over again.

Then you fuck for the rest of the night...

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