Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

With that, Marina hovered her dripping, sloppy, cum-dripping pussy directly over my throbbing cock. She locked eyes with me, then slammed down in one smooth, brutal motion—taking every thick inch deep inside her tight, soaking, greedy pussy.

She didn’t lift herself. She stayed buried to the hilt, grinding slowly in tight, nasty circles, her walls clenching and fluttering around my cock like a filthy little cunt milking a desperate slut.

”Aaaaaaaah... fuck... fuck... fuck... I’m so full of you...” I groaned, the sound raw, broken, and pathetic, hips bucking involuntarily beneath her like the worthless whore I was. My cock throbbed hard inside her warm, pulsing pussy—each tiny shift making me feel every filthy ridge, every wet squeeze, every obscene little ripple.

Marina chuckled again, the sound low and wicked and dripping with vulgar lust as she bit my earlobe, her breath hot and nasty against my skin. ”Do you want me to move, you pathetic little cum-guzzling slut? Do you want your worthless cock to finally get some relief?”

I gasped, voice cracking with desperate, broken need. ”Yes, Ma’am... please... I need it... fuck—move it—please—fuck me, Mistress...”

”Oh... what should I do...” She teased, circling her hips in the same slow, torturous motion, never lifting, never letting me even think about thrusting up.

”I don’t want to move... I want to stay right here... feeling every fucking inch of you throb and twitch inside my greedy little pussy... poking at my walls like a desperate, leaking cock... left... right... deeper... until you’re shaking and begging like the pathetic little bitch you are...”

The pressure built unbearably. My cock kept poking and grinding against the walls of her pussy—left, right, deeper with every tiny, slutty circle.

The wet, obscene, filthy sounds of her soaking cunt filling the room grew louder—schlick-schlick-schlick—mixing with my broken moans. Marina’s breath hitched; she bit her lower lip hard, eyes fluttering half-closed as she remembered something filthy.

”Aaah... hmm... I watched it in those Japanese porn last night... the man made desperate to cum... if she moved like this... just stayed still... teasing him for hours... making him leak and throb and drip and beg and cry like the pathetic little cock-slut he is... fuck... I want that... I want you leaking and shaking and begging inside me while I just sit here like a greedy, dripping whore...”

Her hand slid down, pressing flat and heavy against my chest, holding me down while she rode the slow, merciless rhythm.

”Tell me... do you want to cum?” Her voice was a dark, taunting, vulgar whisper dripping with slutty dominance. ”Do you want to explode inside me, you filthy little cum-guzzling whore? Do you want to flood my greedy pussy with your worthless load?”

”Or should I just stay right here... letting you feel every inch of my tight little cunt... throbbing and dripping and clenching around your pathetic cock... until you’re shaking, sweating, and crying out for it like the desperate, cum-starved bitch you really are?”

She circled again—slow, deliberate, grinding her swollen clit against my pubic bone with every filthy shift—keeping me buried deep, throbbing, leaking, desperate. The soaked sheets and walls dripped with evidence of what she had done to me... and what she was about to do.

And then she started the torture.

First, she reached down, her nails raking lightly down my chest while she whispered, ”You’re leaking so much already... look at that pathetic little cock twitching inside me... all desperate and hard... you’re not allowed to cum yet, slut. Not a single drop. I want you aching, leaking, dripping down my thighs until you’re a shaking, whimpering mess.”

She kept the slow circles going, her pussy walls fluttering tighter around my cock like she was trying to milk the orgasm right out of me without letting me finish. Her hips rolled in tiny, torturous movements that rubbed my head right against her G-spot.

”Feel that? That’s my greedy cunt squeezing you... You can cum if you want, but then I’d have to stop riding you... And I don’t want to stop. I want you inside me forever... leaking... dripping... begging for it...”

She bit my neck hard, sucking a mark while she grinded even slower, her clit rubbing against my pubic bone with every filthy shift.

”Mmm... you’re throbbing so hard... your balls are probably blue by now... You want to flood me so bad, don’t you? But I’m not letting you. Not yet. I’m going to ride you like this until you’re a pathetic, sweat-drenched, crying little cock-whore... begging me to let you cum inside my nasty pussy...”

She leaned down, her tits squishing against my chest, nipples hard and brushing my skin as she whispered filthier. ”I’m going to keep you buried deep... no moving... just my cunt milking you... schlick... schlick... every time your cock pokes against my walls... you’re going to leak pre-cum like a broken faucet... dripping down your balls... all over my ass...”

”But you’re not allowed to cum. Not until I say so. I want you shaking... trembling... crying my name like the desperate, cum-starved bitch you are...”

Her hand slid between us, rubbing her swollen clit in tight circles while she stayed perfectly still on top of me, grinding slowly. ”That’s it... Feel that? My clit’s getting bigger... I’m so wet for you... I want you to feel every little twitch... every throb... but no cum.”

”Not yet. I’m going to keep you like this for hours if I want... leaking... leaking... begging... until you’re a mess... and then... maybe... maybe I’ll let you cum deep inside me... flooding my greedy little cunt with your worthless load...”

She suddenly sped up just a tiny bit—still never lifting, just bouncing her ass in slow, nasty circles that made my cock slide even deeper and rub harder against her walls. Her tits bounced right in my face; I could smell the sweet, musky scent of her arousal mixed with the fresh squirt.

”Oh fuck... you’re so deep... I can feel your cockhead kissing my cervix... you’re such a pathetic little thing... so hard... so desperate... but you’re not cumming... not without my permission... not while I sit here feeling you throb inside me like this...”

She leaned down and sucked my nipple into her mouth, biting gently while she rolled her hips in those torturous circles.

”Mmm... you taste so good... I could sit on your face again and make you eat my pussy while your cock stays buried in mine... you’d leak and drip and beg and cum inside me... but I won’t let you cum yet...”