Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

Chapter 70: Destroying Kerry’s Asshole

Kerry collapsed on me, her limbs trembling like overstrained silk as my cock surged inside of her, and still thick and unyielding despite the torrent of cum I had already pumped into her.

”Hnnnngh..... D-Dexter...” he groaned, and her voice was a wretched, breathless moaning, and her chest swelled up, as she tried to get her breath. Her pussy spasmed weakly and desperately about my member, and as she dropped, she milked me.

I lifted her in my rough, jealous touch, her soppy cunt clinging to my cock in a convincing hold, until, with a cruel jerk, it was forcibly pulled open.

As I drew away, there was a foul, wet, schlicking sound inside the hut, my cock shining with her wet excitement and with her heavy, white strands of my sperm. Her lips of the pussy were distended and were opening a little; they could not close again after being spread so much.

The white dripped out of her slowly, obscenely, and so splattered beneath her, thick sticky ounces.

”Aaaaaaaah—! Uuuuummmm.....!” Kerry uttered a keening noise, and she shivered as one more drop of my seed trickled down her thigh in an obscene streak.

Her fingers clawed my breasts, her nails scraped feebly as she stood and stared, spell-bound, at the spurts of my cum streaming out of her long-exploited orifice. ”Nnn... it’s... It’s still coming out...” she wailed, and her voice was shaking with a sensation of shame in her and helpless excitement.

I glanced at my cock--still hard, the veins aching, the head covered with her juices and my cum. ”Fuck, Aunt,”I said, I growled, my voice rough with black satisfaction, ’’Look at you. My cum pours out of you like you are a slut, a leaky, used-up slut.”

I smacked her ass on the side, and I could hear her yelp now as her pussy squeezed itself out and another big glob of my seed was sent flying away.

Flushed crimson at the cheeks, Kerry caught her breath at another warm flow of cum slipping out of her. ”D-Dexter...!” Her voice broke; she gasped.

”H-how... how is it still so hard?! You have already--ah!-- You have already released your seed three times today!” Her eyes flitted back and forth between my cock and the mess she was dripping out of her pussy.

I smirked. No fatigue. No weakness. Just relentless, primal stamina—whether from the Healing Factor or Limit Breaker, I didn’t care. My body was a machine, and my cock refused to be satisfied.

I reached down, my thumb pressing against her puffy, cum-drenched lips, spreading them open just enough to watch another thick stream of my seed spill out.

”It’s because it still needs to release more seed,” I growled, my grip tightening around her chin as I forced her eyes to meet mine. The heat of her breath mingled with mine, her resistance melting under the weight of my dominance.

Her cheeks burned crimson. ”More?” she stammered, a flicker of defiance cutting through her exhaustion. ”Haven’t you already filled me—and Sister Ada—over and over?” Her lip trembled between her teeth, her body still trembling from the lingering waves of her last climax.

”It has to be those herbs... they’ve turned you into something... relentless...” Her voice faltered, uncertainty seeping in.

I changed the topic to her and held her face, refused to let her look away, and asked, ”Aunt, what about you?” I murmured, my voice thick with possession, ”Tell me—are your nipples still hard? Is your pussy truly healed?”

Kerry shuddered against me, her breasts pressing into my chest as she lay sprawled across my body. ”I... I feel healed,” she confessed, her voice barely a whisper.

”After I squirted, the itching faded... but I can still feel it—your seed, warm inside me, shifting...” She writhed, her breath catching. ”It’s... a different kind of ache...”

My fingers slid down to her ass, gripping her flesh with possessive hunger. ”Let me inspect your asshole,” I ordered, my voice a low, dangerous growl. ”Is it still breathing and winking like before? Still clenching like it was before?”

Before she could even gasp a protest, I flipped her onto her hands and knees, spreading her cheeks wide. Her hole was swollen—red, raw, and pulsing with the faintest twitch of muscle, a silent confession of how thoroughly I’d wrecked her.

”Aaaah—Dexter...” she whimpered as I traced a finger along her crease, teasing the sensitive entrance.

”Aunt...” I murmured, my tone dripping with dark satisfaction. ”Feel it? Still not healed... still breathing for me.” My grip on her hips tightened, bruising, as I lined myself up against her trembling entrance.

Kerry, half-dazed, nestled her head against Ada’s breasts, using her as a pillow before arching her ass higher. ”Dexter... ?” she breathed, her voice trembling with anticipation.

I didn’t answer.

I slammed forward.

AAAAAH—!!

Her scream ripped through the hut as I slammed home, my cock burying itself to the hilt in one merciless thrust. Her back snapped into a violent arc, her spine bending unnaturally as her body rebelled against the intrusion.

”Nnngh—! It’s—too big—!” she sobbed, her voice breaking, her fingers clawing at Ada’s body like she could escape. ”Aaaaaah—! It’s stretching me—! My asshole—! It’s tearing—! AAAAAAH—!”

Fuck.

She wasn’t wrong.

The muscle was choking my cock, and the ring was so tight that she was attempting to squeeze my muscles. The heat was unreal, her body struggling at every inch, her walls trembling in agonized little convulsions as I stretched her farther than she had ever imagined.

I could feel that--how her asshole resisted, how her body shivered, how her breath came in fierce broken gasps as she strove to assimilate the pain, the fullness of it, the sheer violation of it.

Fuck, you’re tight, I groaned, my voice a dark, approving growl as I pressed his hips against her, making her accept all of me.

Like a fucking virgin-- My fingers in her hips, my hand bruising, and I have her, my cock in her bruising heat. Your ass was to be wrecked, wasn’t it?

”Ahhh—! Dexter—! It’s too deep!” she wept, her ass tightening around me as another orgasm twisted within her.

”That’s it--” I grumbled, grinding my thumb on her clit, rubbing it in big circles. ”Scream for me. ”

”Nnngh—! Ahhh—! I can’t—!” sobbed she, and her body trembled on the edge. ”I’m gonna—! I’m gonna break—!”

”You will squirt,” I corrected, my cock swelling inside her as I bottomed out, my balls tightening. ”And you’re going to do it all over my cock, you good little whore you are.”

”Y-yes!” she screamed, and tore her nails down Ada’s tits.