Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

I raised my hand and gave Rachel’s still-red ass another firm slap.

Phhht!

She whimpered, her body twitching from the lingering sensitivity.

“Are you despising me?” I asked, voice low and teasing as I looked up at her from between her thighs. My face was still completely drenched — shiny and wet from the multiple rounds of her squirting.

“Look at this. You soaked me. My whole face is covered in your juices… it even looks like you pissed all over me.”

Rachel twisted around to look back at my glistening, dripping face.

The moment she saw the mess she had made, a deep, vivid blush exploded across her cheeks and spread all the way down her neck. Her voice came out small, flustered, and defensive.

“I-it’s your fault…! Why did you keep… slapping me there while you were sucking…? I couldn’t hold it in…”

Her entire face was burning with embarrassment. She couldn’t even maintain eye contact, yet she also didn’t move off me.

I gave a slow, shameless nod, still lying there with her squirt dripping down my cheeks and chin.

“Yeah. It’s my fault. For making my girlfriend cum that hard.” I paused, then added with deliberate provocation, “Maybe next time I should try the same thing with Aunt Maya… see if she squirts just as much when I spank her and suck her clit.”

Rachel’s head snapped back toward me instantly. All the shyness in her expression vanished, replaced by sharp, possessive anger. Her eyes narrowed, and her voice came out low and fierce.

“You dare…!”

She was still straddling my chest, her cum-covered face and freshly spanked ass on full display, but the jealous fire in her eyes made it clear she had no intention of letting that suggestion slide.

Rachel’s jealous anger only lasted a second before it transformed into something fiercer and more possessive.

Without another word, she reached down, grabbed the waistband of her soaked panties, and yanked them down her thighs with aggressive urgency.

The thin, cum-and-juice-stained fabric got stuck for a moment around her knees; she kicked impatiently until they finally came off completely and were tossed aside onto the cold stone floor of the cave.

The moment the panties left her body, her completely clean-shaven pussy was fully revealed in the dim light. There was not a single strand of hair — just smooth, soft, glistening skin.

Rachel’s pussy’s puffy outer lips were still swollen and shiny from squirting, the pink inner folds slightly parted and dripping residual fluid down onto my stomach. The little clit at the top was still engorged and flushed from how hard I had sucked it.

I stared openly, a low, appreciative sound leaving my throat.

“Look at that… You’re completely smooth down here. Not a single hair. Such a pretty, clean little pussy… Did you shave it just for me, Rachel?”

Rachel’s face, already covered in drying streaks of my cum, turned an even deeper shade of red. Her embarrassed thoughts raced wildly even as she refused to back down.

[He noticed… Of course he noticed… It’s so embarrassing having him stare at it like that… Why did I shave everything off…? Now there’s nothing to hide how wet I still am…]

[But I don’t care… I won’t let him think about Maya or anyone else…]

Instead of answering my teasing question, she swung one leg over my hips, positioned herself directly above my still-hard, cum-smeared cock, and dropped her weight down.

The soft, hot, completely bare lips of her shaved pussy pressed against the thick cock and immediately began sliding forward. Her slick folds parted around the upper side of my cock as she dragged herself all the way from the base to the tip in one slow, deliberate stroke, smearing her wetness along my entire length.

A shaky, heated breath left her.

“I’ll dry you up completely…” she said, voice low and fierce even though her face was burning.

She slid back again, grinding her smooth, dripping cunt along my cock from tip to base this time, the heat of her bare pussy enveloping the sensitive skin.

“I’ll ride you until you can’t even think about doing anything like that with anyone else… especially not Boss… Hmph.”

She started a steady, teasing rhythm — sliding her shaved pussy up and down the length of my cock without ever letting it slip inside.

Every forward stroke made her swollen clit drag over the ridged head, and every backward stroke let the thick cock nestle between her smooth, slippery lips.

The wet, filthy sound of her bare cunt rubbing along my cock filled the cave. Sticky strands of her juices mixed with the leftover cum on my cock, creating glossy strings that stretched and broke between her folds and my skin each time she moved.

I groaned under her, hands rising to grip her waist as she continued the slow, torturous grinding.

“Fuck… your pussy is so smooth… It’s like silk rubbing against my cock. No hair at all… just soft, wet skin. You’re dripping all over me again, Rachel. Is this how you’re going to ‘dry me up’? By soaking my cock with that pretty shaved cunt?”

Rachel bit her lower lip hard, eyes half-lidded with both embarrassment and growing lust. Her thoughts kept spinning even as her hips refused to stop moving.

[He’s calling it pretty… He’s staring right at where I’m rubbing against him… My whole pussy is on display, and it’s making those wet sounds… It’s so embarrassing… but I can’t stop…]

[I have to make him forget about everyone else… I have to ruin him for anyone but me…]

She leaned forward slightly, placing her hands on my chest for balance, and began grinding harder. Her completely bare pussy lips spread wider around my thick cock, the pink inner flesh kissing the cock wetly with every stroke.

The swollen head of my cock kept bumping against her clit on every upward slide, making her hips stutter and small, involuntary moans spill from her cum-stained lips.

“Nnnh… aah… I’ll make sure you can’t even get hard for anyone else…” she panted, still sliding her shaved cunt up and down my length in long, possessive strokes.

“Only for me… only this pussy… hnn… You’re not allowed to think about Boss’s body… or anyone else’s… aah…”

Every time she dragged herself all the way to the tip, she paused for a second and let the head of my cock kiss her dripping entrance — teasing both of us with the possibility of sinking inside — before sliding back down and continuing the slick, deliberate friction of her smooth pussy against my cock.

The combination of her aggressive words, the embarrassed flush on her cum-covered face, and the unbearably soft, wet, hairless feel of her cunt rubbing along my cock made the teasing almost unbearable.