Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

I got yanked onto the bed so brutally by that filthy, possessive whore Marina that the mattress bounced under my ass like I was a cheap fuck-doll. Her sharp nails slashed down my chest, leaving red, burning trails that made my cock jump and throb like a desperate little bitch in heat.

She pinned me flat on my back with all her weight, her tits squishing against my chest, her breath hot and nasty on my face as she locked those wicked, hungry eyes on me.

She swung one thick, juicy thigh over my hips and straddled my face like she owned every inch of me. Her soaked, hairy pussy hovered right above my mouth—dripping wet, swollen lips, puffy and glistening, the musky, filthy scent of her dripping cunt flooding my nose and making my balls ache.

”Come here, you pathetic little cum-guzzling slut,” she growled, voice dripping with that jealous, dominant filth. ”Right up to my pussy. Nose buried deep. I want to feel your hot, ragged breath blasting straight up into my greedy holes while you worship my dripping cunt like the worthless whore you are.”

I chuckled low and filthy in my throat, the vibration rumbling straight through her hairy thighs. Good—her jealous side was snapping back into place again.

That meant I got to remind this possessive bitch exactly who was really in charge. The game was way more fun when she still thought she was hunting me.

I crawled forward on my elbows, breathing hard and deliberate, letting her see every inhale, every gasp. My face pressed flush against her soaked slit. I parted those soft, coarse outer lips with my tongue and tasted her—hot, salty, tangy, and already gushing like a broken faucet.

Then I zeroed in on that swollen clit, sucking it gently between my lips, rolling it slowly, and teasing with my tongue. Up, down, side to side. Soft strokes that made her thick thighs tremble against my ears.

”Mmm... fuck... deeper... just like that, you filthy cock-slut...” she moaned, hips shifting restlessly, grinding her dripping pussy harder against my face. Her fingers tangled in my hair, pushing me deeper. ”Suck my clit like you mean it... You pathetic little nose-fucker...”

I didn’t rush. I kept my mouth locked on her swollen bud, sucking harder now, cheeks hollowing as I pulled it gently between my teeth. I let go, then flicked my tongue across it in rapid, merciless taps—tap-tap-tap-tap-tap. Each one made her gasp and buck down harder. My hands gripped her fat ass cheeks, spreading her wider, holding her steady while I devoured every drop of her nasty juices.

”God... your tongue... fuck yes... you’re making me drip so much...” she whimpered, voice already cracking, her hips rolling in filthy circles. ”Suck it... suck my clit as you mean it... don’t you dare stop, you desperate little mouth-whore...”

I did. I sucked her clit deep into my mouth again, tongue swirling tight, frantic circles around that sensitive nub while my lips sealed around it.

I bit down gently—once, twice—holding it between my teeth as I growled low against her hairy folds. The vibration shot straight through her core, and she jolted like a bitch in heat.

”Ah—fuck—harder... bite me... please—bite that swollen clit... I’m so fucking wet for you...” Her voice broke into a desperate, moaning wail. Her hips bucked wildly, chasing the pressure.

I released only to slap it lightly with the flat of my tongue—sharp, quick flicks that made her clit swell even bigger.

Then I dove back in, sucking hard again, cheeks hollowing, pulling and releasing it rhythmically like I was milking her greedy little cunt. My hot breath blasted right onto her swollen clit between every pass, making her thighs shake violently against my neck.

”Fuck—fuck—fuck—your mouth is insane... I’m so close already—don’t stop—please don’t stop, you pathetic little clit-sucker...” she panted, thighs clamping around my head like steel bands. Her grip on my hair turned painful as she ground her dripping pussy harder against my face. I felt her trembling get worse. Her juices were mixing with my saliva, running down my chin in thick, nasty streams.

I sped up—fast, relentless flicks of my tongue across her clit while I sucked it gently between strokes.

My muffled voice vibrated hot and dirty against her hairy folds. ”Gonna make you squirt all over me, Mistress... gonna flood your fucking face with my cum... gonna make this greedy little pussy gush like the whore you are...”

She moaned at the words, hips bucking harder. ”Yes—yes—make me squirt—fuck—do it—squirt all over that pathetic face of yours...” Her whole body tensed like a spring. Her thighs locked tighter around my neck. She pulled me forward until my nose was buried deep between her dripping lips. My hot breath blasted straight onto her clit in one final, controlled wave.

Then I bit down—hard.

The sudden, shocking pressure ripped a raw, wet, pathetic cry from her throat.

Marina thrashed like a desperate whore in heat, body convulsing as she pissed hot, thick, nasty squirt straight into my mouth. Her frame shook violently, hips bucking like a bitch in rut. ”Wait—aaaaaaaah—fuck—don’t—fuck—don’t you fucking dare—fuck—aaaah—!”

But it was too late. A massive, uncontrollable jet of hot, acrid squirt exploded from her, blasting three full meters across the room in a wide, powerful arc like a broken fire hydrant.

It soaked the sheets, the headboard, the far wall, even splattered onto my chest, drenching my face, hair, and shirt in one sickening, humiliating rush. Wave after wave kept coming—hot, nasty, endless. It filled my lungs, my mouth, my hair, dripping down my chin like the filthy mess it was.

She screamed in shock and overwhelming ecstasy, thighs still locked around my neck like a vice, body twitching and shaking as the flood kept pouring out. The hot, acrid spray drowned everything.

Every muscle in her locked and released over and over until finally her legs loosened and she collapsed back against the bed, panting hard, chest heaving, a thick trail of her squirt still leaking from her swollen pussy.

My face and hair were absolutely drenched in her nasty squirt. Marina chuckled low, seeing me like that—my hair plastered to my forehead, her juices dripping down my cheeks and chin, my shirt soaked through and clinging to my throbbing cock.

A slight, victorious blush crept across her cheeks as she looked down at me, eyes half-lidded with pure slutty satisfaction. ”Hmm... I told you to wait, you filthy little slut...”

She pushed me down harder with one hand flat on my chest, pinning me to the mattress like a bitch in heat. ”You are not allowed to move... not a single fucking inch, you pathetic little cock-slut. Stay right there and take every nasty drop I give you.”