Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

The silence of the early morning dawn still surrounded me on the walk back to Ravina and the gang. When I got there, they were still sleeping, and their calm and peaceful breaths could be seen in the chilly morning air.

I went to the edge of the cliff and stood there for a moment to see the Kronos Tribe waking up. Slowly, the first signs of life appeared among the huts, and the rising sun was giving new energy to the tribe.

It was a fiery red sky that had already spread over the land. The sunrays went beyond the cliff and woke Ravina and the others. They felt the need to move and rubbed their eyes, and when they saw me standing there already awake, they couldn’t believe it, as if I’d been waiting for them.

”Dexter, you’re awake...” Ravina whispered confidingly, her voice muffled by sleep. The rest of the crew also came to their senses, rubbed their eyes, and stretched their limbs.

I signaled yes with my head and didn’t think about telling them about Mary and Veronica. It would be a waste of time if I complicated things with them - not yet.

I simply handed them their tasks with my calm and unemotional tone of voice. ”Get it going with the huts around here. Take the stream for water as there is a need for drinking and cleaning. I am going to the Kronos Tribe.”

I was spending another 200 points of my inventory to give them a good supply before I left. More bread and meat appeared in front of them out of thin air. Their faces, beaming with thankfulness, were the things I looked at while putting the food close to them. ”Eat well. I’ll be back soon.”

To get off the cliff, I converted the Magical Tool into a stylish, cutting-edge jetpack. I propelled myself into the sky with a burst of energy and landed smoothly on the ground below while Ravina and the others watched with open-mouthed delight and astonishment. I put back the jetpack in the system storage with a glance that can’t be read, as if this were nothing more than a morning stroll.

While I am near the Kronos Tribe’s huts, I saw Kerry and the rest of the group already out and doing their morning work. Ada and Ruth were drinking the morning air, too, and when I came near, Ruth looked at me and kept her eyes fixed on me.

”Dexter,” she uttered, her voice soft but filled with concern, ”have you been behind Aunt Hina all night? You look a bit exhausted...”

I agreed with her point, but in a joking manner. ”Yes, Aunt Hina had a lot of herbs that needed her attention. If I had not taken care of them, they would have been spoiled. I might need to help her again this night.”

Ada was giving out a disappointed sigh, and her words were mixed with worry, and that went like this: ”Oh, Dexter... You must take care of your own self first. You can’t continue like this...”

I agreed with her point again and looked at her before my eyes moved to Kerry, who said, ”Dexter, you are in need of rest. I can speak to Hina. She will understand.”

I firmly shook my head in negation. ”No, Aunt Kerry. I am alright. As a healer, how can I be tired from taking care of herbs? It is my obligation.”

After studying me for a moment, Kerry simply responded, ”If you think so...”

I didn’t see Hina anywhere. After the events of the previous night, she might still be in pain, with legs too weak for walking. Most probably, she is lying down in her cave and regaining her energy after the tough and unyielding way I used her. That thought brought a little smile to my face, but I maintained a straight face.

At that time, Kina was right behind me and suddenly wrapped her arm around my neck and pulled my face under her armpit. The smell of her perspiration—musky, warm, and definitely feminine—came to my nostrils. Her eyes on me, voice a low growl, but her grip was firm, strong.

”Dexter... come with me,” she said softly, her breath warm on my ear. ”You’ve been so busy nowadays. I think it’s time for a break... with me.”

The hotness from Kina could be felt till my bones, and her nails had gone into my shoulder with her usual ferocity. To be honest, it even forced me to widen my eyes to understand that: this couldn’t have been a request.

It was a claim. A statement. Not only was her touch possessive, but it was like she was already working out the details while she had decided that she’d use me, and I don’t even know how she did, but she had made it pretty clear that I was just her ride.

A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips as the realization hit me. She must have learned from Tusk how I’d ”teach” him with her body. The thought sent a jolt of anticipation through me, my mind already racing with the possibilities.

And the way my dick has been aching for so long, and yet still has been neglected, it’s most definitely going to ”find a place”, yes, a tight, willing, desperate one.

I looked around to see the people and the place. Mitt, Ryan, and Tusk were close to each other, standing and chatting casually. The huge carcass of the mammoth was still lying on the ground next to them, its huge volume shouting the reason for the long feast days of the tribe. That’s when the realization struck me – this was the mammoth that had been the cause of my kidnapping.

While watching Mitt and the rest of the guys, I understood the feeling of relief in their movements. They weren’t about to leave, nor were they picking up arms or planning another hunt.

There won’t be the necessity of another adventure anytime soon. The tension one could feel before a hunt was not there; instead, there was a rare, indifferent sort of happiness.

Mitt was stretching out his arms, giving his shoulders a few rolls as if to work out the stiffness that was still there from the day before. Ryan, however, decided to stick to himself, and he constantly looked away whenever he thought of meeting my eyes.

He refrains in a quite guilty manner, looking at me, and maybe he is still in their last night’s mounting scene episodes—Hina’s moans, the way she was holding me, and how I was taking her in front of him, that’s what he is trying to wrap his head around. If it annoys him, he’s not showing it, but the clenched jaw reveals more than enough of his inner state.

Kina shouted, ”Tusk! Get here immediately!” Her voice was forceful and firm.