Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

I moved at a deliberately normal pace while building the second bamboo house. In truth, I didn’t feel tired at all — if Rachel and Maya hadn’t been watching, I could have activated God Speed and finished the entire structure in less than a second.

But for now I kept up the appearance of ordinary effort, cutting, lashing, and raising the bamboo frame piece by piece.

Once the second shelter was standing, I started chopping smaller wooden stakes and driving them into the ground in a wide circle around both bamboo houses. Bit by bit, a rough but solid fence began to take shape, enclosing the entire living area.

Rachel eventually walked over, curiosity on her face.

”Dexter, what are you doing now?”

I paused and wiped a bit of sweat from my forehead for show.

”Building a fence around the camp. We haven’t seen any large animals yet, but this island has a water source and plenty of vegetation.

There’s a good chance animals come through here, especially at night. With a fence, we should be able to sleep more peacefully without needing someone to keep watch the entire time.”

Rachel’s eyes lit up with appreciation.

”That’s great thinking... It’ll make everything feel a lot safer.”

From a short distance away, I caught Maya watching the two of us. Her expression was tight. When I quietly activated Mind Reading, her thoughts came through clearly, laced with irritation and confusion.

[Hmph. Why is she getting so close to him again...? Are they really going to start dating, just like they talked about last night?]

[But why am I even jealous? I’m a lesbian. Who Dexter likes shouldn’t have anything to do with me...]

[And yet... he’s already seen me like that — completely exposed. Part of me wants to see him too... so that at least it would be even...]

Maya’s jaw tightened. A sharp, impulsive decision formed in her mind. If Rachel was going to keep getting closer to me, then she would remind both of us — and especially Rachel — exactly what kind of situation already existed between us.

She stood up from where she had been sitting in the shade and walked straight over, her hips swaying just a little more than necessary. The leaf skirt shifted around her thighs with each step.

”I’ll help too,” she said, her voice calm but carrying an undercurrent of something sharper. ”It’ll go faster with three people.”

Rachel blinked in mild surprise but smiled.

”Okay, Boss.”

Maya moved to my other side, deliberately placing herself close. As she bent down to pick up one of the sharpened stakes, she ”accidentally” adjusted the front of her leaf bra with both hands. The overlapping leaves shifted and parted.

What had been deep cleavage a moment before became something far more explicit.

The soft, heavy inner curves of her massive breasts pushed inward, and both of her large brown areolas slipped fully into view.

The dark, wide circles of skin were impossible to miss in the bright afternoon light. In the center of each, her nipples stood stiff and erect — whether from residual jealousy, the friction of the leaf bra, or deliberate intent — poking forward prominently.

The contrast between the rich brown of her areolas and the lighter skin of her breasts made the exposure even more striking.

She didn’t fix it.

Instead, she stayed bent over a second longer than necessary, giving both Rachel and me a clear, lingering look at her partially exposed tits.

Then she straightened up, holding the wooden stake, and glanced sideways at me with a faintly challenging expression.

The leaf bra remained out of place; both brown areolas and the stiff peaks of her nipples stayed completely visible above the shifted leaves.

Rachel’s eyes widened. A soft, startled sound escaped her before she quickly looked away, her face turning pink.

Maya’s thoughts were hot with jealous satisfaction.

[That’s right. Look. He’s already seen far more than this... He’s had his mouth on me. If you’re going to get close to him, you should know exactly what kind of man he is — and what he’s already done with me.]

[Let’s see how long you keep smiling at him when you realize he’s been staring at my tits and my pussy this whole time.]

I kept my expression carefully neutral, though my cock had already begun to harden beneath the leaf skirt at the deliberate, vulgar display.

Maya stood close enough that the scent of her skin reached me, and every small breath she took made her exposed areolas and erect nipples shift slightly in the open air.

She handed me the stake she had picked up, her fingers brushing mine, and spoke in a perfectly casual tone.

”Where do you want this one?”

Her tits remained half-out for anyone to see — the large brown areolas and stiff nipples on full display — as she waited for my answer, eyes flicking briefly toward Rachel to make sure the younger woman had noticed everything.

Rachel’s eyes went wide. Her thoughts immediately spun into flustered panic.

[Boss... what is she doing?! OMG...]

She moved instantly, stepping in close and quickly adjusting the shifted leaves of Maya’s bra with both hands, carefully covering the exposed brown areolas and stiff nipples.

”Boss, your clothes...” she said in a hurried, embarrassed whisper. At the same time, another startled thought crossed her mind.

[Why are her nipples so big...?]

Maya immediately played along, putting on a look of sudden, flustered shame as if she had only just realized what had happened.

The moment Rachel’s fingers brushed against the soft skin of her breasts while fixing the leaves, Maya’s face turned a deep red. She quickly raised her own hands to hold the leaf bra in place, her voice coming out small and mortified.

”Ah...! I—I didn’t notice... Thank you, Rachel...”

She kept her eyes firmly lowered, unable to look at either of them. Her next words tumbled out in an embarrassed rush, as if she needed to fill the silence.

”I must have shifted it without realizing while I was bending down... How careless of me. I’m so sorry you had to see that. It’s... It’s really embarrassing...”

Even as she spoke, she continued to press the leaves firmly against her chest with both hands, as though terrified they might slip again. Her shoulders were slightly hunched, the perfect picture of someone caught in an accidental indecent exposure — even though the way she had adjusted the bra only moments earlier had been anything but accidental.

Rachel, still pink-cheeked, gave a small, awkward nod.

”I-it’s okay, Boss. Just... be more careful.”

Maya only nodded quickly, still refusing to lift her gaze, her fingers tightly clutching the edges of the leaf bra as if her life depended on keeping everything covered.