Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

Kerry’s dark, starving eyes were locked on mine as I pushed my cock deep into Ada’s tight virgin ass. The way Ada’s body shook around me, the muscles tensed up, the way she gasped for air was enough to get Kerry’s fingers to twitch violently between her own thighs.

She was soaking, with a fat, swollen pussy dripping and sparkling, thick juices made desperate, sloppy circles as she rubbed her clit furiously. Meanwhile, Ada has her tongue still shoved into Kerry’s ass, licking like a hungry animal, and the very sight of it made Kerry’s thighs quiver.

And then, just as Ada pulled away enough to talk through her laughter, she mused, ”Kerry... your ass is smelly?”

Kerry was blood-red, ”How... how can it be?! I washed it! I got in the stream as soon as I pooped!” She sounded high, defensive, but her body was doing the talking, as her ass involuntarily clenched with Ada’s breath hovering above it.

Ada chuckled, low and dark. ”But it is. Smelly. Like old sweat and something... sour.”

”It’s not!” Kerry’s protest was weak, her gaze darting to me, her lips parting in a silent plea. ”Dexter... was Sister Ada’s asshole smelly when you... When you licked her asshole?”

I let the question hang in the air, my hips rolling slowly, savoring the way Ada’s ass gripped me like a vice. Then I smirked, my voice a rough growl. I knew Kerry was jealous.

”No. Mother Ada’s asshole smells like a woman should—musky, rich.” I thrust deeper, making Ada moan, her body arching. ”And it tastes even better. Sweet, almost. Like honey mixed with salt.”

Kerry’s breath hitched, her fingers freezing mid-stroke. ”T-tastes?”

”Mm.” I reached down, gripping Ada’s hip harder, fucking her with slow, deliberate strokes just to watch Kerry squirm.

That’s what I wanted—to light the fire in Kerry’s chest. And it worked. Her jaw tightened, as her fingers turned into fists, while envy bloomed painfully in her eyes; raw, venomous, and beautiful. I watched the battle begin; her pride, steel-strong, against the needy pulse between her thighs.

Ada didn’t let her pause for thought.

With a grin that radiated mischief, she spread Kerry’s ass open more and pushed her tongue deep inside Kerry’s tight, untouched hole. Kerry’s back arched, and a broken cry tore from her throat.

”Aaaah—! Sister Ada! No—! Your tongue—! It’s—hmm.. aaah—it’s rubbing my insides!” She was making me and her quiver, and Kelly’s lips started shaking and trembling as Ada’s tongue twisted, pressed gently, and fucked her with long, slow strokes.

Kerry’s resistance was broken.

She dove her fingers into her clit, rubbing like a fiend, as her hips jerked in time with Ada’s tongue. She had never touched herself before—never realized the desperate and animalistic needs of her own body.

But now she was lost to it, her moans growing louder, needier, her thighs slick with her own arousal. ”Aaaah—! Sister, I—I can’t—!”

”You can,” Ada murmured against her skin, her voice vibrating against Kerry’s asshole. ”You will, it is for healing you...”

I watched, my cock throbbing inside Ada’s ass, my gaze locked on Kerry’s flushed, desperate face. She was beautiful like this—undone, trembling, her pride unraveling with every whimper.

”Dexter...” Kerry said, her voice faltering with need, her eyes glued to my cock as it grossly stretched Ada’s asshole open widely. ”Y-your cock...it is so big... so deep inside Sister Ada...” Her breath was jagged and unsteady in her throat, and I could tell she needed to keep her eyes on herself. She wanted to know what it felt like. She wanted to be filled. To be ruined.

With a sadistic smirk on my face, I tightened my grip on Ada’s hips as I felt her asshole clenching around my cock. ”Don’t worry, Aunt Kerry,” I growled in a dark promise-like tone. ”You’ll get it soon. Watch how Mother Ada takes it.”

Ada’s breath was startled as my cock pressed deep inside her, her fingers clawed Kerry’s hips, her body trembling as she tried to process the sheerness of fullness.

”Aaaaaahh, Dexter...” she whimpered, her voice shaking, her dark eyes wide with a mix of fear and something deeper—something hungry. ”HNGH! Is your cock... aaaaah, all the way inside me now...?”

I gripped her hips tighter, my voice a dark, amused growl that sent a shiver down her spine. ”Mother Ada...” I murmured, my breath hot against her ear.

”Not even close.” I rolled my hips, pressing deeper, and Ada gasped as she felt my cock throb inside her, stretching her wider.

”You’re taking it so well...” I growled, my hand sliding down to cup her pussy, feeling how slick and swollen she was. ”But you can take more, can’t you?”

Ada’s body trembled, her breath coming in ragged gasps. ”Aaaah—!” she whimpered, her voice breaking as her nails dug into Kerry’s skin. ”I can feel it... stretching me...” Her asshole clenched involuntarily, as if trying to pull me in even deeper. ” Aaaaaaaaah, it’s... too much... but I Uhhn.. aaaaah ... I don’t want you to stop...!”

Kerry watched, her own breath hitching as she saw the way Ada’s body took me, her pussy throbbing with envy. ”Sister Ada...” she moaned, her fingers pressing harder between her thighs, her clit aching. ”Does it... does it hurt...?”

Ada’s voice was a breathy whimper. ”It burns...” she admitted, her body arching as I pressed deeper. ”But it’s... It’s good...” Her cheeks flushed as she felt her body responding, her pussy dripping. ”I can feel my asshole... Ow—! Ah...aaaah, trying to pull his cock in...!”

Out of the blue, my hand slapped down hard on her ass, and the sharp cracking sound bounced off the wooden walls of the hut. Ada’s whole body jerked in surprise, a cry burst from her throat, and suddenly her ass clenched even tighter around my cock — pulling me in with the strength of a freaking bear trap.

”Aaaaaah—!” she gasped, and I could see the tremor start all the way down in her toes, even the girl’s juices dripped out of her like raindrops falling on the stone bed.

”That’s it, Mother Ada...” I growled, my hand moving around to her waist, and I found the slick heat of her pussy with my fingers. Ada moaned in surprise as I rubbed her clit; her body responded, arching back.

”Aaaah, Dexter... your hand... It’s on my pussy...!” Shock and need mixed in her voice, and her ass was rocking back into my cock, unbidden instinct.

”I’m just checking is your pussy getting healed or not?...” I said to her, running my fingers in a circle around her clit — before pinching it lightly.

Ada’s breathing hitched, her body trembling as pleasure surged through her. ”Are you getting better, Mother Ada...? Or do you need even more...?” I teased darkly, my voice dripping with amusement.

Ada’s breathing came in quick bursts, her body trembling as she felt something stranger inside herself - something savage and desperate. ”Aaaah, hmmm... Dexter,” she said, her voice shaking.

”My pussy... it feel...” She gasped, arching her body while I rubbed her clit, ”I feel something... it’s wanting to come out... Is it... kind of like when Ruth peed herself....?” Her cheeks turned crimson with the flush of embarrassment, but her body ethereally needing to erupt.

Kerry, watching at our side, her own pussy dripping with need, breathed out a breathy, envious moan, ”Mmmm... Sister Ada...”, her fingers now pressing between her own thighs and her clit throbbing in need as she stroked herself.