He Gives Her What She Never Expected

"Dear Allah, you are the horniest fucking bitch I've ever met!" Aladdin exclaimed with surprise. "Do you really want more of this?" he asked with a sneer, holding his again-hardening dick in his hand.

"Oh, yes," Pocahontas breathed huskily. "I never knew what is was like--John Smith was always so polite, so kind, such a gentleman. Sex was nice, but what you've done to me here... My God, Alladin, I need it! I need you to keep using me and fucking me and treating my like a tramp!"

Aladdin narrowed his eyes and studied the stunning Indian princess. Could this be a trap? Could Jasmine be testing him? But he quickly dismissed the idea. There's no way Jasmine would have let things go this far, let alone be pushing him to go farther. Somehow, through his despicable treatment of Pocahontas, he had unlocked a previously hidden part of her personality. And, with a glimmer of hope in his imagination, perhaps the dirty, spiteful things he had said to her were actually true. Maybe all women WERE sluts inside, **** to be taken and abused by a forceful man. His cock was now (amazingly) back to full rock-hard length.

"Roll over, bitch," he commanded.

"Oohh, yes, Aladdin. Do me doggy-style! That's so... kinky," Poca moaned as she turned over onto all fours. She stuck her ass in the air and wiggled it slightly, tempting her dominant **** to take her yet again.

Aladdin walked right over and spanked her butt cheeks, hard, eliciting a yelp of pain and surprise from the horny girl. To Pocahontas' delight, the spike of pain was replaced by a tingle of electric pleasure deep inside and her body shivered involuntarily. "Yesss..." she hissed. "Hit me again..."

Aladdin smirked, then slapped her other ass cheek, even harder. Her squeal was louder, too, as it hurt worse but quickly melted into an even stronger sensation of inexplicable pleasure. She moaned wantonly. "You little fucking pain slut!" he accused, whacking her ass again. "You really do like it!"

After the sixth SMACK, Pocahontas came for the first time in her life from something other than playing with herself. Without even touching her nipples or clit (the erogenous zones she previously knew about), Aladdin made her come. She shrieked in pleasure as lubricating juices trickled down her leg. "What a whore..." Aladdin dismissed derisively.

Tiring of spanking her, Aladdin grabbed his erect love pole and wiped it up and down Poca's leg, getting as much of the pussy juice on it as he could. Pocahontas moaned, her body now so erotically charged that even the rubbing of a cock on her leg turned her on. He then guided his dick straight at her puckered sphincter, eliciting another squeal from the girl, but this time one of fear.

"No!" she begged. "That's the wrong hole!"

"Any hole I want to use is the right one, slut," he replied, pushing himself partially into the tight abyss.

"No, Aladdin, please! she pleaded. "That's not what I want!"

"Whatever, bitch," he dismissed. "Shut up and take it like the slutty like fuck-toy you are." He continued pushing, and now the whole knob of his penis was engulfed within her virgin asshole.

"Stop, please, I'm begging you!" His answer was to smack her ass again, eliciting the same squeal of pain and surprise, followed by a shudder of resultant pleasure. "See, cunt? You like it!" Aladdin declared, now smacking the other side of her ass. As Pocahontas squealed and shivered, he continued pushing further and further inside until his entire rod was buried in her forbidden orifice. He pulled almost all the way out, then dropped a copious amount of saliva onto his exposed penis before sliding back in, faster than before. After a few rides in and out, with spit lubricating the way, he was able to pick up the pace and fuck her more roughly.

Occasionally he would spank her ass, each time helplessly making her squeal in delight. "You bastard," she managed to spit out between moans, looking over her shoulder at him with hatred in her eyes. He returned a look of total derision, pumping extra hard in answer to her accusation. Without looking away or changing the look of anger on her face she added, "This feels so fucking good."

"Shut up, whore," was his response. "I don't fucking care how it feels for you." He picked up the pace of his pounding, but he knew that his words had the desired effect, for the look of resolve on Pocahontas' face wavered slightly for a moment. He knew that she internalized what he said and derove intense pleasure from it, surrendering herself to a completely unforgiving and uncaring ****.

After having come twice already, it took Aladding quite a long time of ass-fucking before the inevitable orgasmic feelings began building to their natural crescendo. Poca sensed the change in Al's fucking and began rotating her hips in time to his thrusts, also pushing herself back to meet each pump. Aladdin picked up the pace and laughed as come started spurting from his cock into her asshole. "Slut!" he declared, pumping repeatedly until he was spent. Eventually he pulled out of her hole with a THWOCK, a trail of come dangling out of her asshole and her legs soaked with pussy juices.

"God, yes," she replied, collapsing onto the ground. "I am..."