Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

Kerry eased her body into Ada’s, soft, jiggly breasts smothering Ada’s small, tight ones. As soon as skin touched, a shudder passed through both of their bodies - Kerry’s dark, swollen nipples pulling against Ada’s, thrusting a jolt of feeling through both of their bodies, and a new wanting.

”Aaaahhh... Kerry... hmmmm...” Ada gasped, arched her back, the weight of Kerry sticking on her, pussies pushing together, slick and hot. The squishy sound of their flesh rubbing together filled the hut, breaths short and moans clipped and combined.

Kerry moaned, her hips instinctively rolling, grinding her pussy against Ada’s. ”Hmmmm... Sister Ada...” she panted, her voice shaking as her fingers dug into Ada’s shoulders.

”Your titties... they’re so big... compared to mine... aaaaaaaah...” Her voice broke as their clits brushed together, and the friction sent a shock through her untouched body.

She didn’t know what it was, but it burned—and she never wanted it to end. Ada’s fingers tightened in Kerry’s hair, pulling her closer together, their bodies mashed together in a desperate, unlearned rhythm. ”Kerry...” Ada moaned softly, her voice shaking.

”They feel... so full... and hot...” Her hips rolled up, pressing her pussy harder against Kerry’s, their juices mixing, dripping down her thighs. ”It hurts... but it feels... good...” Their thighs were saturated with juices from their untouched pussies, dripping onto the furs under them.

They didn’t have the words to express what they felt, but their bodies understood. They throbbed. They burned. I knelt between them, my cock heavy and thick in my hand, the head already leaking.

They’d never been touched like that before. They’d never been stretched. They’d never been filled. But they trusted me; their healer, their protector. And I would show them exactly what their bodies were made for.

Ada whimpered when I pressed my fingers against her swollen pussy lips, her thighs shaking. She didn’t know how to ask for it, but her hips rocked forward, looking for some kind of pressure, looking for some kind of relief.

Kerry was watching, her breath hitching as her fingers began to twitch at her side, her pussy dripping just as badly, her body burning with heat.

I guided them closer together, their pussies pressing together, their slickness mixing. Ada gasped as Kerry’s softness brushed against her, their clits hitting together, and their juices coating their thighs.

”Nnn—!” Ada’s voice broke, her body shuddering as an unfamiliar pleasure sent little sparks through her. ”It’s alright,” I murmured low, comforting. ”This is how I heal you.” The air was saturated in their arousal, and it smelled sweet and musky and intoxicating like honeyed sin.

Their cunts ground together, slick and swollen, and the wet sounds of their pussies rubbing against each other filled the hut in obscene, pulsing rhythm. My cock throbbed heavily and ached, but I would tease them long enough once again. This was time to fuck.

With a growl, I shifted my cock, the thick, flushed head pressing between their drenched folds. The moment I surged forward, my cock split the seam of their combined flesh, sinking into the scorching, clinging heat of their bodies.

The feeling was incredible—it felt insane—my cock tugging against both of them at the same time, their wet, shaking little pussies clinging to me, milking me as I pushed deeper inside. Kerry’s pussy was pulse-quickening against Ada’s, even their folds were kissing as it wrapped around me, it felt so good it got muffed out my vision.

”Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah-Nnnnnngh!” Kerry’s back arched up, her nails curled into Ada’s shoulders as her voice broke, ”Dexter- your cock- it is burning me-aaaaah- it is too big!” Her thighs quaked, her crying its hands tightened around nothing, wishing there was more.

A guttural groan came out of my throat, and I started rolling my hips back with brute strength as I fucked the space in between their introductions. I smeared my cock against their hard clits, their bodies jerking from another percussive stroke.

But I wasn’t finished, I wasn’t even close. I grasped Kerry’s hips, my fingers digging into her skin as I pulled her back against me. Her ass cheeks opened for me, and revealed a tight, virgin asshole—puckered, innocent, begging to be ruined. My smirk had taken a filthy twist. Oh, she will remember this.

I leaned in close, my lips barely touching her ear. ”You’re gonna take my cock in this spot one day, Aunt Kerry,” I rasped, my voice silk dark with threat. ”But first...” I stuck my tongue out, wetting my lips so I could spin up a thick cone of spit in my mouth. Then presently, I spat. A thick, hot rope of saliva began to hit her ass.

”Aaaah—!Hnnn!” Every inch of Kerry jerked and bent, her spine curling inwards, already logically aware of the implications. As it began to drip down her crack, welling against her tight ring, ”D-Dexter, what—?! Her voice rose an octave in pitch, toning with thin-breathlessness, her asshole likely pulsing as it sought to resist calling out her degradation.

”Shhh,” I purred, my thumb pressed to her spit-lined hole. ”This is how we prepare you, Aunt.” I circled her tightened muscle, added just enough pressure to elicit gasps-- her pussy hoping her body rid itself of some satisfaction punctuated by my thumb and nothing edging it in. ”Gotta loosen you up... so you’re ready for my cock.”

Before she could say something, I cracked my hand on her ass, SMACK!, the sharp sound obscene and echoing around the hut like a gunshot. Kerry’s ass immediately formed a bright red handprint, my fingers already darkening into the mark of ownership.

”AAAAAAAAAH-!IT HURTS!” Kerry cried as her body lurched forward, her pussy gushing fresh wetness running down her thighs. But there was more under the pain, something that could only be described with one word of the darkness: need.

”Good girls get their punishment,” I growled, pressing my thumb harder against her asshole, teasing the resisting ring, ”now tell me, Aunt-”. SMACK!, even sharper than before, with louder splash as my palm smacked on her spit-slicked skin, ”Did that hurt...or did it make your cunt drippy?”

”Aaaah—!Hnnn—!” Kerry gasped for air, her adorable little butt was squeezing around air, her sexy, wet twat. ”It-it hurts-but-” Her twinging hips begged me to go deeper into her body without saying a word. ”But it-ummm-it feels so much...!”

A nasty laugh bubbled in my chest, ”Oh, I know,” I said, smacking her hot ass with my other hand again. SMACK SMACK SMACK. She screamed when I smacked her, and her body went buck wild, like a puppet on strings.

Our hut was full of the crude symphony of flesh hitting flesh, and her little butt quivered after every crack of my hand, turning a bright shade of fire engine red.

”Look at you,” I grunted. My cock twitched as I watched her cute little butt pulsing and glistening from drool and friction. ”Takin’ my slapped like my good little slut...,” I pressed my thumb again, pushing past her pucker, just a bit more as she gasped for air. ”Your little butt is twitching, Aunt Kerry, tell me you want more, huh?”

”Aaaah—!D-Dexter—!” she whined, her thighs sensing I was just using her body and splitting her. ”I... I don’t kn-know—it—feels s-s-strange...!”