Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

Kerry took a breath, and her chest rose and fell with the fat beads of sweat streaming down her back. My cum was running between her thighs like slow, lewd streaks out of her swollen, well-used pussy, the flesh inflamed and bloody, swollen and flushed, puffed up by the violent way I had whammed it.

I picked her up without any kind of prior notice, and her legs automatically hooked around my waist, and she hung onto me, her arms floating around my shoulders. It was a voice of breathless disbelief, and was sprinkled with disbelief:

”Dexter... what are you?”

I crushed my mouth to hers, swallowing the sound before pulling back just enough to murmur against her lips. ”Aunt Kerry...” My fingers dug into the soft flesh of her ass, teasing. ”How deep do you think my cock would reach... if I took that tight little asshole right now—just like this?”

She squirmed, her nails biting into my skin. ”Dexter—put me down! You’ll hurt yourself, I’m too Heavy.”

”Heavy?” My laugh was low, rough, as I rocked her against me—letting her feel the steel still trapped between us. ”Aunt, you’re not heavy enough to stop me.”

Then I saw it.

A shadow, slipping into the doorway—not just movement, but presence, sharp enough to jolt my pulse into a sprint. Fuck.

Before I could even breathe, the figure stepped inside.

My cock twitched, pressing obscenely against Kerry’s ass as my gaze locked onto the intruder. The air thickened.

”Dexter... Kerry...” A voice—cool, measured, dangerously calm. ”What are you...?”

I thought the game was over this time.

Kerry’s body went rigid. She couldn’t see the face, but that voice— ”Hina—!”

Her legs unlocked from my waist in an instant, her thighs sliding down my body. My cock dragged against her stomach, slick with sweat and her own, as she whirled to face the newcomer. ”Hina, it’s not what you think—Dexter was just healing me—!”

I followed her gaze.

Hina had already sealed the door flap behind her, fingers lingering on the fabric like she was trapping us. Her face wasn’t angry. Not yet.

But then her eyes dropped.

The heavy air in the room seemed to stick to our skin as Hina’s eyes followed the mess between Kerry’s legs. My cum was still slowly dripping down her thighs, shiny and thick. The space between her legs looked swollen and red from how hard we’d gone at it.

”Have you really let him...” Hina’s voice got quieter, sounding almost sad rather than angry.

”Just waste his seed inside you like this? You should know better, Kerry.” Her eyes snapped up to meet Kerry’s, sharp and accusing.

”It’s wrong to let something so precious just spill out like this.” She paused, her voice dropping even lower. ”It would be better if he just... put it inside....”

She stopped talking, but the silence felt heavier than her words. I could tell what she was thinking - she wanted that for herself. Wanted my seed inside her instead, wanted to be the one carrying what Kerry was letting drip away.

The atmosphere of the room became more oppressive, and Hina wheeled her stinging eyes upon me, with an expression of anger and of something beside it--something that raised my heartbeat.

”You two have really surprised me,” she said, dripping with false indignation. ”I just wanted to take a look at Ruth after she took those herbs. But when I asked them where you were, they told me to come here.”

I could feel the falsity of her voice in the daylight. She had not come here accidentally. No, she had come in search of me--where we had been off together last time, I suppose. Her tendency to keep on peeking down at my cock, the manner her breath was hitching a little as she spoke, all that told her.

She had not come there without a mission, and she had come with a purpose, and now that she’d found me in this compromising position, she was recalculating, adjusting her plans on the fly.

”I definitely wasn’t expecting to walk in on... this.” She gestured disgustedly at Kerry’s thighs. ”Kerry, you’re supposed to be his elder. How could you let him do this to you? Don’t know you know about Tribes’ rules.”

”Aunt Hina, you misunderstood,” I said smoothly, keeping my voice calm. ”I was healing Aunt Kerry. She’s been having problems - leaking pussy, and her nipples have been really hard. I was just... treating her.”

Kerry jumped in, her voice high with panic. ”Yes! That’s right, Hina. Dexter was just healing me. His... his seed is special. It’s...” She stopped suddenly, her face going pale as she realized what she’d just said. ”Oh no...”

Hina’s eyebrows shot up. ”Special?” Her voice was dangerously quiet now. ”And what does that have to do with you letting him breed you until his seed drips out of you, Kerry?”

This room was even tighter. Kerry appeared as though she would rather vanish as her hands twisted each other. I knew Hina had his mind working, putting things together. This was not going to be a simple case to talk the way out.

The mouth of Kerry opened and closed again like a fish that is gasping. Her large eyes looked at me wildly, without uttering a word, imploring, imploring, that I would be able to wave my magic wand and make this scene vanish.

But I was as lost as I could get, with Hina standing there as a judge, with her incisive eyes dashing to and fro between the flushed and guilty features of Kerry and the unmistakable evidence that still shone on her thighs.

Hina broke the silence with a low and dangerous voice. ”Kerry... is there something that you are hiding from me?” She took a step closer. ”Tell me the truth.”

Kerry gulped, and her fingers clenched. One more time, she looked at me and turned back to Hina, and her voice was barely more than a whisper. ”Hina... you must not say anything of this. Please. It’s about Dexter’s safety. You have to promise me first.”

Hina crossed her arms, studying Kerry’s face for a long moment before giving a slow nod. ”Fine. I promise. Now talk.”

Kerry took a shaky breath. ”Dexter’s seed isn’t just normal. It acts like medicine. Healing medicine because of the herbs his grandfather fed him.” Her cheeks burned brighter as she rushed on.

Kerry’s voice wavered as she spun her half-truths, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. ”That’s why he can get hard around dirty women like us.”

I watched the reaction of Hina when Kerry was talking. Her gaze fell down almost involuntarily on my rock-hard cock.

I could see the breast of Hina lift and fall at a slow, restrained breath. She made a moment of allowing her pink tongue to come out and lick her lips that had suddenly become dry before she appeared to jerk back to herself. Her features twisted, the momentary glimpses of something wild and hungry shifted in their place by her normal scowl.