Jerry Stone and his wife, Kelley, had a small trading post on the outskirts of the Sioux Nation and had become good friends with their chief, Running Deer. Jerry and Running Deer had even learned to speak the others language so that communication between them would be easier. Even Jerry's eight year old daughter, Danielle, and Running Deer's fifteen year old son, Lone Wolf became close friends and both had learned the others language so that they too could visit with each other.

One winter's evening, Union soilder's arrived at the trading post, claiming that they were looking for deserter. Sensing that something was wrong, Jerry told Danielle to slip out to the barn, saddle their horse, and ride to Running Deer's camp and stay there until he came for her. Danielle did as she was told but, her parents never came for her. Two days later, Running Deer and Lone Wolf escorted Danielle back to the trading post. There was nothing left but the chared remains of the post and her parents. With no where else to go, Danielle went to live the Sioux.

Since Running Deer was chief and already had a child, one of the childless couples, Killing Bear and Rising Moon, took Danielle in as their adopted daughter. They loved her just as her own parents had and it didn't take her long to learn the ways of the tribe. She was even given a Sioux name, Morning Dove.

When Lone Wolf was twenty (and Morning Dove thirteen), he proved himself as a man and a warrior. He had taken several ponies from those he had killed in battles and was considered wealthy by his fellow tribesmen. He had his own lodge and was now able to marry. Several of the sqaws his age tried to catch his attention but, he never married any of them. When Running Deer asked him why he was not marrying any of the squaws his age, he answered, "I am waiting for Morning Dove. She is the one that I want to marry. I will wait until she is old enough."

Another five years passed and Morning Dove came of age to marry. She was now eighteen and Lone Wolf was twenty-five. It was one winter's day when Lone Wolf presented ten ponies and two buffalo hides to Killing Bear. No brave had ever paid that much a bride and this honored both Killing Bear and Morning Dove. Killing Bear accepted the ponies and hides and gave his blessing for the two to marry. The following evening, Lone Wolf stood outside of Killing Bear's lodge in ceremonial wedding buckskins and shirt. His heart pounded in his chest as he watched as Killing Bear and then Morning Dove, dressed in her ceremonial wedding gown, stepped out of the lodge. His heart pounded even harder when Moning Dove took his hands in hers as she accepted him for her husband. When the wedding ceremony was over, Lone Wolf took Morning Dove into his lodge to make her his wife.

The winter's air was very cold and Morning Dove stepped quickly into Lone Wolf's warm lodge and sat on the buffalo hide that laid before the fire. Outside, the Sioux tribe sang ceremonial blessings to the new couple. Sitting down beside her, he ran his fingers through her long blonde hair. The flames from the fire danced in her blue eyes. Even thought she spent a lot of time in the sun, her skin was still milky white. When he stood behind her, he could place his chin on her head. And even now as he sat beside her, he still could. Lone Wolf's long dark brown hair hung down in two long braids that he wore, even in the winter time. He looked at her with his brown eyes, taking in the beauty of the woman that he had wanted for so long.

"Why did you wait for me," she asked.

Smiling at her, he said, "I fell in love with you when we were young. I knew back then that you were the one that I would marry."

Brushing her blonde hair away, Lone Wolf gave Morning Dove a soft kiss on her neck. He then untied the two strings at the top of her dress, pushing it down to her lap. Pulling his own shirt off, Lone Wolf placed his bare chest to Morning Dove's bare back, rubbing his hands across her ample breasts.

Whispering in her ear, he said, "Your skin is so soft and white, just like the morning doves that you are named for. You are truly beautiful my wife."

Turning Morning Dove around, Lone Wolf passionately kissed her, holding her tighter and tighter as their tongues intertwined each others. Laying her down, he removed the ceremonial dress from her body, leaving her completely naked. Laying next to her, he once again ran his tanned hand across her ample breasts, down her milky white stomach, and to the blonde hair between her legs. Her body gave a light shudder. He smiled at her as she did. Morning Dove knew that it had to be from his touch because even thougth the cold wind blew outside, the inside of Lone Wolf's lodge was warm as a summer's day. Lone Wolf sucked on his bride's white breasts as his tanned hand rubbed her clit, causing her to moan. Her legs spread wide for him.

"Oh, Lone Wolf," she moaned, "your touch feels so good."

After several minutes, Lone Wolf placed himself on top of Morning Dove. The fringes on the side of his ceremonial buck skins tickled the inside of her legs as crawled backwards between them, kissing his way down her stomach and to her blonde mound below. She moaned as he parted her pussy lips and licked slowly up her clit, squirming as he did. His toungue flicked at her swollen clit, circle it a few times before moving into her warm, wet hole. Lone Wolf continued pleasing his new bride until she was cumming for him.

"MMM Morning Dove, you taste as wonderful as you look."

Lone Wolf removed his ceremonial buck skins and stood on his knees, stroking his thick, brown, eight inch cock. Morning Dove looked at her new husband, watching as the young brave stroked the first cock she had ever seen.

"I've watched on several occassions this past summer as you bathed in the river. This is what I would have to do ever time I watched you. Did you know that?"

"No, I didn't. I didn't even know that anyone was watching me."

"Come to me, Morning Dove. Come to your husband."

Morning Dove crawled to her husband and asked, "What is it that want me to do?"

Lone Wolf held his cock down to Morning Dove's mouth and said, "Put it in your mouth and suck on it."

Morning Dove done as her warrior brave husband instructed her. She took him into her mouth and slowly sucked. Lone Wolf moaned with pleasure as she increased her pace, taking in more and more of him as she did. Even she moaned as she sucked him. Her wet, warm mouth made him want her more. He had to feel his virgin bride. He had to feel himself in her.

Placing his hand on her head, he hissed, "SSS Morning Dove. I need you. I want you now."

Lone Wolf help Morning Dove onto her knees so that she too stood on hers and passionately kissed her. She could feel his hard dick pressed up against her stomach and she too wanted him. Laying her back down, he then laid on top of her. He placed the tip of his dick to her wet hole and deeply kissed her as he pushed in. Morning Dove gave a hurting moan as Lone Wolf entered her, his arms shaking as they held his weight. A tear rolled out of the corner of her blue eye and down her cheek.

"MMM Ouch," she whimpered.

"SSSHHH," he said as pulled out and then pushed back in, watching the mixture of joy and pain on her face.

"Oh, Lone Wolf," she wimpered again, as another tear rolled down her cheek.

"Oh, Morning Dove, you are so tight. I know it hurts now but, soon it will feel very good."

Again, the warrior brave pulled out of his white bride and pushed back in, this time all the way as he shattered what was left of her virginity. Morning Dove raised up from pain, her forehead hitting Lone Wolf in the chest. Slowly he moved in and out of her, feeling her growing wetter and wetter with each stroke he made. Soon her tears and whimpers of pain were forgotten as moans of pleasure took their place.

"MMM Yes. Yes, Lone Wolf."

The inside of the lodge was already warm from the fire and now their passion raised the temperature even higher. Sweat began to bead up on them as Lone Wolf pulled out of Morning Dove and helped her to straddle him. She winced as she slid onto him. Soon she was moaning again as she raised and lower herself on him. Lone Wolf held up his hands for Morning Dove to hold. Her rhythm and moaning increased as she squeezed her lovers hands. Her head and eyes rolled back as an overwhelming orgaism over took her, causing her whole body to tremble. Her juices consumed his cock shortyly before she collapsed on top of him, weeping from the first of many intense orgaism she would have with him. Staying in her, he rolled them onto their sides. Placing her leg over his body, he slowly moved in and out of her, allowing her breathing to slow down. His hand moved lightly up and down her side as he slowly made love her.

"I want this night to last. I want our first time together to very special for you Morning Dove."

"Oh, Lone Wolf."

Again he changed their postition, this time she laid in front of him with her back to him. Lifting Morning Dove's leg again, Lone Wolf pushed himself back into her. His pace stayed slow for several minutes before getting faster. Once again, Morning Dove was moaning for the love making that she and Lone Wolf were having. After several minutes of slow love making, the warrior brave increased his rhythm, causing his new white bride to grip the buffalo hide tightly in her fist. He could feel her again orgaism.

Lone Wolf moved fast and deep into Morning Dove. In no time, he gave out a low moan and came deep in her. He then collapsed from exhaustion next to her. Holding her tightly to him, he felt her trembling again from another overwhelming orgaism. All night long, Morning Dove slept in Lone Wolf's arms as he slept with himself still in her.