Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

Ryan grabbed his cock to show Hina that he can also breed her, but suddenly his cock spurted his cum on his own hand. Ryan’s leg gave out. He stumbled.

I was having a hard time holding back my laugh.

Pathetic.

Like a man intoxicated from some twisted sense of victory, Ryan staggered back up and, blinking with a bloody eye, with his wasted hand dripping with his own seed, mumbled, ”Hina...” He was panting, ”I am okay now... Look—my seed!”

It wasn’t that he was angry about the waste. He was not concerned about the tribal regulations or the embarrassment of having spilled his spirit on the earth like an untaught child. No, he was joyful. Confident. As if this were one of those great milestones.

But then, as if taking a swipe at him, not merely going soft, his cock went so small that it was hard to tell it was still there, the foreskin hanging over it like a dilapidated, wrinkled hood.

The expression on Ryan’s face went from one of joy to desperation. His fingers moved, almost as if he could bring it back to life through them. ”Hina... don’t be scared...” His tone was empty, craving. ”I am going to get it hard again...”

Hina shows no sign of distraction from the task of observing Ryan or his pathetic display.

Her eyes were fixed on me—the thick, full length of my cock, still oozing with her saliva, still hard, and ready.

”Ryan...” Her voice had it not been for the words, been affectionate, but they were daggers. ”I think... Dexter is the better one to put his seed inside of me.” Her fingers wrapped around my shaft, the heat of her touch, her hunger, the possession. ”Rather than you”

Ryan moves as if hit, withdrawing his arm and cringing.

”Even if somehow your cock has become hard... Ryan,” Hina continued, her finger moving down my shaft with the pre-cum. ”But we don’t know if your seed is okay.” She looked at him with a somewhat pitying smile. ”But Dexter’s seed is strong because of those herbs.”

Ryan’s face was a battlefield of conflicting emotions—his eyebrows drew down in shame, his yell of rage mingled with bitterness, and his stare was full of envy. Yet he gave no argument. No resistance to her movement.

Because at heart?

Deep down, he could feel the truth of her statement.

And on top of that—

He was pleased with it.

I groan as Hina’s fingers grip me tighter and her other hand cups my balls. Her touch sends a shock of pleasure straight through me.

Ryan’s breath hitches. His pathetic cock twitches—but not for growth. He does not get hard.

Just... watching.

As his wife’s fingers stroked another man’s cock.

As she chose me.

As she begged for my seed.

And he?

He didn’t stop her.

Because some men need this.

I looked at Ryan—really looked at him—and the truth settled over me like a mantle. His cock could only stir to life through jealousy, through the twisted arousal of watching another man claim what should have been his. And once I was gone? Once my seed had filled Hina’s womb and my presence no longer lingered to stoke his shame?

His cock would stay limp. Forever.

A sad, worthless thing.

Ryan’s voice was raspy, and his eyes kept shifting back and forth from Hina’s open legs to my stiff cock. ”Yeah...” He did little finger motions at his sides, but his tiny, shriveled cock stayed put beneath his skirt.

”Dexter’s cock is big... ” His voice was a bit strained. ”Enough to go really deep inside you... And he can be the one who can make you pregnant easily.”

I grinned, my hand rubbing up Hina’s leg, my fingers playing with her wetness. ”Elder Ryan... ” I said softly and helpfully.

”How about we do this?” I leaned in, my hot breath against his ear. ”After I’ve put my cum deep inside Aunt Hina’s pussy... ” My fingers moved around her opening, making her breathe out. ”Elder Ryan can attempt to thrust my cum back into her by inserting your cock into her pussy...” I laughed, low and dark. ”If it gets hard again.”

Hina’s face shone, her fingers already coiling around my shaft, her hand impatient. ”Yeah... ” She bit her lip, her eyes turning to Ryan. ”This is a good idea... What do you say, Ryan?”

Ryan’s expression was a jumble of jealousy, shame, and desperation—his emotions all fighting for dominance in that moment. Still, he didn’t really have another option. His cock had let him down once, and he really didn’t get why it had come back to life after all those years—only to go down again the minute his seed was spilled. But he was still longing for a child. He still needed one.

And this was the only way in this head.

He gave a slow, defeated nod.

”Yeah...” Ryan’s voice was very faint, his pride falling apart as he consented to his wife being taken by another man. ”Do it.”

Without hesitation, I took hold of Hina with my two hands and turned her onto her back. ”Spread your legs, Aunt Hina,”.

Hina gradually took hold of her thighs and opened them, revealing a glistening, swollen pussy that was already oozing with passion.

I gained 200 points for the touch as I pulled her closer to me while sliding my hands to her back and squeezing her soft cheeks.

Hina screamed as I breathed air from my mouth and nose over her soaked slit. She muttered, her voice trembling with confusion and desire, ”Dexter... what... are you doing?”

I did laugh, and as I kept sucking on her cunt, I grabbed her ass with my hand. ”Aunt Hina...” My breath scorched her sensitive skin as I purred softly.

”Pregnancy is very risky. It can influence not only the child but also the mother’s life.” I brought my tongue out, dragging it slowly and teasingly on her slit, making her shake. ”So first, we have to be sure that Aunt’s pussy is clean...”

Hina’s breath was cut off, and her fingers dug into the furs beneath her. ”Is that... so...?” Her voice was breathless, and her body was already bending toward me.

Without waiting for Hina to ask anything more.

I ran my tongue through her folds for one long, slow lick. Hina literally yelled when I licked and sucked at her with my tongue, making circles on her clit, and then she held out the swollen nub with my lips. ”Mmm... Dexter... ” she moaned, and her fingers twined in my hair. ”I can feel... my pussy... something like piss is gonna come from here...”

With my breath hot against her dripping flesh, I drew back just enough to tempt her. Not just yet. After I was deep inside her and Ryan had to watch his woman’s virgin pussy swell around my cock, I was ready to make her squirt.