mid 1800's out west in North America. (pm me before joining)

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mid 1800's out west in North America. (am looking to restart this or start new)

Is looking for someone to take over or start this from new as the female role...


As a young kid I was raise by a half bread (part native and part white) I grew up with the native ways from age 10 and up. As my new "father"was mixed race. He didn't fit in with the whites as he looked to native and the natives didn't really like him but somewhere excepted him, and they looked down on me even more being a white kid. The natives know I am a friend and do use me when needed to deal with "white mans world" as they would call going into town to get guns fixed or ammo.

(present setting for the srp) I am in my 30's not really sure and dont really care as I stopped counting long ago. I live on the outer rim of native land up in the mountains. I am not far from where wagon trains cross the mountains in a pass, but far enough to have my house out of site. I would have a Winchester Repeating Rifle, a big knife hatchet and bow/arrows (I am not as skilled with a bow and arrows but can hunt effectively with it.) I am known to go into the native camps to trade file and revolver ammo for arrows or other native products. I wear deer, elk or moose hide clothing with the riffle almost always slung on my back and my hatchet with knife on my hip.
 
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my husband and i came from virginia in a wagon train, stopped in a nice spot beside the mountains, built us a nice farmstead. he left two weeks ago to go hunting before winter sets in. he always talks about knowing what he's doing, but i don't think he really does. i'm in my 40's, barren and do most of the work around the farmstead. i have seen a few native women and they have been pretty nice to me, helped me with tending to growing corn and potatoes. they even brought me a dress of deer skin with beads on it. i thought it would be so tuff but it's softer than my dress and blouse. i haven't seen any native men but i'm sure they keep watch over me. if my husband doesn't come back soon, i guess i can fend for myself. my husband wasn't much of a farmer as i was, from the time i was 6yrs old, i farmed, my parents and grand parents were farmers. it's what i know. days later one of the male natives comes out from the trees and hands me, my husbands rifle, i know he is dead. i'm all alone.
 
I had spent a good chunk of last month with one of the local tribes. They where at war with another tribe. The one I had been staying with was the one I traded with and basically grew up with. I was one of the few men who was told to watch over the squaws as they did there work. Today I was with a group of squaws that was working near the pass. The pass where the wagon trains go threw. I am shocked to see a farm house there next to the path.

It was mid day when I noticed some of the squaws going to the new farm house. I told the young brave with me to stay and if trouble to go to the camp to get help. Then come back. I got closer and could see the squaws talking to a woman. I started to scan the area around for male boots but couldn't see any track.I held my repeating rifle by my side mid riffle as I made my way to the squaws and the white woman. I called out in the local native tongue
what are you doing?" I had a clear sharp tone in my voice. I wanted this white woman to know I was with the natives as I wasn't really that happy. It was more to show her I was to protect the squaws then mean the new white woman any harm.
 
i thought i was the only white person around in this area. well he isn't actually white is he. i have heard stories of some tribes taking in white men when they were boys, i think this guy might be one. HELLO..i mean you no harm. my husband left to go hunting and a native brought me his gun so i know he will never be coming back. these maidens are my friends, they have been helping me with gardening. i mean to stay here as long as i can, maybe even hunt on my own and get meat in before winter. i do have plenty of wood for the fire. these women are helping me with my clothes, we don't speak the same language but when it comes to clothes, they have certainly helped me, even showed me the safest place to take a bath. down by the waterfall. you don't have to worry about me, i'm not like those other white people, i wouldn't hurt anyone.
 
I let my eyes move over your body as you talk to me. I smile as you sound kinda unsure if I know english even. My eyes shift to the maidens. A few of them talk to me in there tongue for a second. I nod to give my approval of them being here.

I look to you and sling my rifle that has a leather deer hide strap over my shoulder. Putting my rifle slung, so I don't look aggressive. In english now I say "I am Jon or my native name is lost boy. I live on the other side of the small mountain. I smile and say "we watch over the waterfall to keep it safe."

I wonder in my head what she will think now she knows I speak english. Will she be bashful telling me personal details like where she likes to wash her self?
 
most of the time the maidens come to get me and take me to bathe and most of the time they do the washing, they just love to touch my white skin. i have to say that i don't mind it in the least, tho i miss the touch of a man against my body at night. it gets rather lonely when i'm behind the door and i hear the wolves howl in the night and hear little animals running on the thatched roof. you do speak pretty good english, have you been with the natives long?
 
Most my life I live with the native and some in the white mans world. At a young age a half breed found me in a wrecked wagon. I am a trapper and trader for the most part. I often go into town for the stuff the natives need. The town folk don't really trust me but trust them less. This tribe is mostly peaceful tho. I smile and nods when saying yes the do like are white skin.

At night do you want me to come by to keep the wolves away?
 
the wolves don't actually bother me. i hear them talk to each other, some nights i sit on my chair by the house and howl to them. they have come near, but not all the way up to the house. i'm pretty sure i will be ok. a few nights ago i heard them drive away a bear. so they will protect me i think. i think it would be good if you would like to come by anytime that you want. like i said, i get pretty lonely, it would be good to talk to someone that understands what i'm saying instead of looking and pointing at me and my things. i have gone into town and the men want to bed me and be my husband, i never told any of them he was dead, but they all knew about it, i think one of them killed him. the man at the goods store, gives me enuff flour and eggs, even told me he would give me some chickens and a cow, he said i reminded him of his sister back east. he pretty much protects me when i go into town, you know, that sister thing. you can come anytime you want, but i don't want to have any of the braves mad at you for being here.
 
I smile and say Well I live out side of camp, I grew up with them but don't really belong to them. Sure I will be glad to come by and if you give me some days warning about town. I can go in with what I need to trade if anything. I turn to one of the native lady's and speak in there tongue as they finish in the garden. I turn to you and smile while saying I will be back. Do you need to wash up we are going to the waterfall.

I look at you with a smirk. Wondering if you will fallow knowing you will have a man watching over you.
 
let me get a towel, i run into the house, come out and shut the door, latch it and walk with you to the waterfall and pond. i get behind a bush, layin my towel on it , take my dress off and slip down into the water. it's so nice and warm on my skin. there weren't any warm waters back east and this was a real treat. i walk out into the center since it's not too deep. i don't actually care if you see my naked body. there is a big rock near the center of the pond and i get up on it and lay down. it has been warmed by the sun and feels so good on my back. the native women come up and lay beside me. i'm wondering if you are going to come into the water or just stand there on the bank. the women get off of the rock and go sit under the water fall, they want me to join them but i wave them away and continue to lay there in the sun, naked. is he going to come over thinking to myself. is he, i can't lay out here all afternoon, i roll over onto my belly and look your way but i don't see you, i guess he left, awwwwww
 
I fallow up to the point of the river bank. I see we are the only ones there. I watch you slip behind the bushes. I start to make my way up to the rocks mid cliff. I know there is other braves around at the top of the cliffs. It is my job today to watch over the single woman of the camp. Tho once they get to the waterfall it self I know no one can get to them. My eyes focus on the new white woman. I smile as I watch how your body is colored differently from the natives. I see you look to where I was. I am shocked to see your face showing disappointment. My eyes are fixed on your body like a hawk on its pray. As I watch you I lick my lips. I can feel the hunger burning in me. I know I will be coming to your house tonight.
 
i was wonderin why he didn't come over to the rock then i heard a sound and saw braves up on top of the cliff. i roll off of the rock and swim back over to the bush where my towel and dress hangs. i quickly dry off and get dressed , quickly head for home. before going into the house i get an armful of wood for the fire and bring it into the house. i light the lantern on the table, get a few slices of bread and some butter that i had churned the night before. mmmmm so good, i sit at the table and draw on my paper the things i saw today, waterfall, the cliffs with the braves on top, the maidens in the waterfall and the man that is to visit my home tonight. folding the paper and laying the charcoal stick on top , i get up , take the latern and head over to the bed. undress fully and get under the covers waiting in the latern light for him. the door isn't bard and the latern hangs on the post in the middle of the room while i lay wonderin if he is going to come or is layin with one of the maidens in their teepee. i lay in the warmth of fire and quilts and start to doz off when i hear the door open.
 
As I sit at my post hidden in the rock face. I can't help but to be sad when I see you look up at the braves. I am half tempted to yell down and beg you to stay. My spot it to be out of sight watching the maidens, so I stay quite. I know the braves up top have there eyes fixed far off not bothering to look down. My heart feels heavy as I watch you go. I gave my word to the chief that I would look after the squaws. Just as the braves would give there life's if needed for there family.

Not long after I watch you leave. The squaws are ready to go back to the tribe. I go most the way there. I stop on the last hill top. Watching the group go into camp. I know I can go in and sleep with the single men in one of the teepees if I wanted to. I am normally welcome there tho I know I don't belong. There is a few in the camp that would be glad to see me kicked out of the area from my white mans blood. Once I know the group is safe. My word has been fulfilled. I am now free to go where I want. I have my horse with the tribes horses. I tell one of the braves that is watching over them that I am going for the night. I am to be at the pass if they need me.

As I tell him that. Something deep with in me feels like a small fire is lit. The idea of going to the homestead warms me from with in. It beckons me like a big fire on a cold night. As the sun is setting I dismount my horse. It knows the area. When I send it away. I know it will go to my little home or more the likely go back to the camps horses to be with its kind. I move up to the near by hill top. I can see into the window. I smile as I watch the woman move in the house. My eyes widen as I watch her undress and slip into bed.

I have my head at a angle as I wonder what to do. I am sure she knew that I would be coming to visit her. Her dress makes me wonder if she forgot. I watch her as she lays still resting in bed. I start to slowly sneak to the house. I peak in the window. I see shes asleep from the looks of it. I slip to the door and slowly open it. Hoping to sneak into the house with out waking her.

I don't know what I am doing. I am there to look around. I had planned on sleeping by her door. Part of me wants to sleep standing guard over her, but part of me wants to join her in that bed. I close the door softly behind me and I look to her bed. I can only wonder what the night has in store for me tonight.
 
i hear the door open and close. i'm not sleeping , i have been waiting for you, i say to you. i know it's you cause i have invited the other braves before to join me in my bed but since i'm not of their tribe they don't dare come in, even tho i know they watch out for me. i tap my hand on the bed. come get in with me, i know you have needs as do i. you slowly walk over to the bed, let your buckskins fall to the floor and get under the quilts with me. i roll over towards you and kiss your mouth, it startles you but you relax and accept it. please take no offense it's just that living out here in the wilderness i don't get the chance to be naked with a man, let alone a native, the true american. i lay out on that stone to get my skin darker to try to fit in, the maidens don't really care what color my skin is, but the braves do. i just wanted you to know that. i kiss your mouth and slip my tongue into it, feeling your tongue. i reach my hand down and feel your hardness . i surprise you by getting up on top of you, letting your hardness slip inside of me. my breasts are ample and all natural with pink nipples. do you like how this feels i ask you. it feels good having your hardness deep inside of me. i rock back and forth, tightening my muscles around you. my ample breasts swinging back and forth as i rock. you grab them and lean up to suck them. the more i rock, the hardness hits my spot and i can feel my juices starting to flow
 
I am shocked to hear her voice. In her tone, its soft and warm. Before I know whats happening I am walking to the bed. I now let my eyes move up and down the bed. I gulp as I hear her say how the braves rejected her by not coming in. They didn't want to bed her. I smile as I know the truth. The chief told the braves no whites may join the tribe. I know that the best out of anyone. I grew up native, but outside of the tribe. The tribe in my heart I am there bother but not of blood. I let out a deep sigh as I get into bed. When she mentions the maidens not caring. I know she don't know. Why would she, a woman wouldn't bed another woman as a lover in the tribe. I know there is a few maidens that have there eyes on me, but will never bed me.

I am shocked to have her role to me. I am pleased shes willing to take the lead as I never shared a bed before with a woman. I feel her lips pressing into my lips. I at quickly to match her. I relax as I ind I really enjoy how soft and full her lips are. The fruit taste on her lips.

I am in a daydream state almost with this woman. Her hunger but softness at the right mix to guide me on my first night with a woman. She asks how I like it. I look at her in the eyes and say "This is a dream come true."I feel her riding me. The sounds of her hips hitting mine fill the small home up with the sound of are flesh meeting. The spanking sound changes as are skin getting wet from the sweat offf are bodies. I cum quickly but stay hard and I feel her riding me. I see the look on her face as she enjoys it. I move my hands from her ass cheeks to her breasts as I squeeze them both.

As you ride on my cock. My hips thrust up to meet you on your downward thrust of your hips while my hard shaft slides back and forth in you. I say "No need to ask anymore. No other man will be needed here with you." I pull out from you and tell you to lay flat on your back. I move to the side to watch. As you do I take my hand and open your left leg up. I slide in the middle of your legs. As I move closer to your hips I slip my legs under your legs. I push my hard cocks head in along the top of your hole as I move my hips back and forth. You feel my cocks had sliding over your g-spot as I thrust my hips back and forth....
 
i can't control myself, i cum again and again. i know this is all new to you cause you are a bit clumbsy, but i don't care, i need a man and you will be that man. you will learn with me, my body will be yours for as long as you want, i will be your mate. you don't need to farm i know all about that, all you need to do is keep me satisfied, it's all i have ever wanted. i cum again and again. i put my fingers down by my cunt so i can taste and get one finger full and put it in your mouth. i cum best if you put your tongue down there and taste my sweet nectar and if you like it you can have all that you want, it's yours for the taking. i just want to make you happy since you can't bed the native maidens, you can bed me always .
 
Jon finds he loves oral.....

I soon cum in your pussy but I keep thrusting away. Soon I hear you telling me how will be your only man. How I will learn your body and you will be my mate. This has me now thrusting my cock back slow long strokes As my cock head comes back till its to your pussy lips and slides into your pussy all the way then back so the head is just in. . I watch as you sink your fingers into you you then I watch you lick them. I watch your fingers dip back in then put them in my mouth. I suck eagerly wondering what you taste like. I clean your fingers then pull my cock out of you. I pull your hips up my body. You see my hips come from under you. You realize I am pulling you up to my face. Soon you feel my tongue push deep into your wet hole. My tongue moved from up and down to left and right then makes a x and then rolls around in you. I now have my tongue deep in you going from x+0x+x+00+x+0x+. No real set movements just mixing the tongue movements in your pussy as your pussy grips an try to hold my tongue.

Jon now sucks on her pussy while his tongue rolls deep as it can get in her. He loves the sweetness of her juices. He eagerly brings her to orgasm after orgasm this way till she passes out on top of him. He folds his legs at the foot of the bed and grabs the covers to cover her sleeping body as she lays on top of him. Jon is happy to have his head in the dark under her blankets as he falls asleep with her pussy over his mouth.
 
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mid 1800's North America rp looking for female role

OOC: My writing partner just told me she lost interest in this.... I am looking for someone to take over her role or we can start a new rp with same idea...
 
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