Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

Chapter 384: The Knock At The Door

The sharp SMACK of my palm on Olivia’s already crimson ass echoed louder than any before—her cheeks jiggling violently, the skin now a deep, angry scarlet from the relentless spanking.

She yelped, pussy grinding harder against my mouth in reflex, but before she could catch her breath, I slid my thumb—slick from her own dripping arousal—straight past the tight ring of her asshole.

No warning, no slow tease—just one firm, insistent push that buried the digit knuckle-deep in her hot, clenching backdoor.

Olivia’s entire body seized. Her eyes flew wide, mouth dropping open in shocked, humiliated pleasure. "Aaaaaaaaaah..... no don’t... wait... don’t push it.... aaaaaaaaah...!"

Her protest dissolved into a high, broken scream as her pussy convulsed violently around nothing.

A sudden, forceful gush of squirt erupted from her cunt—hot, clear jets splashing across my face, nose, lips, and chin in rapid bursts.

She tried to clamp her thighs shut but only succeeded in smearing more of her mess over me, her embarrassed flush spreading from her cheeks down her neck and chest.

"Oh god—no—nooo—I’m squirting—on your face—fuck—I’m so embarrassed—everyone’s watching—my ass—your thumb—it’s too much—aaaaah—cumming—cumming so hard—stop—don’t stop—FUCK!"

She shuddered through it, hips bucking erratically, squirt dripping down my neck and pooling on the table beneath my head while her asshole clenched rhythmically around my buried thumb like it was trying to pull me deeper.

The embarrassment only made her wetter—her expression a perfect mix of mortified shame and filthy ecstasy.

Nancy—sweat-slicked, panting like she’d run a marathon—finally lifted herself off my cock with a slow, trembling rise.

My cock slid free from her ruined asshole with a wet, sucking pop, leaving her pink ring gaping wide open—puffy, stretched, slowly pulsing like it was still trying to grip something that wasn’t there anymore.

Thick ropes of my cum immediately oozed out, creamy white globs sliding down her inner thighs and dripping onto my stomach in warm, sticky trails.

Nathalie—eyes blazing with possessive hunger—moved instantly. She crawled between Nancy’s spread thighs, grabbed the nurse’s hips, and buried her face right against that freshly-fucked, cum-leaking asshole.

Her tongue darted out, lapping greedily at the creamy overflow, swirling around the gaping rim, pushing inside to scoop out every drop of my load.

"Mmmph—your shithole tastes like his thick cum—still so hot—still gaping—god, look how wide he stretched you—I’m cleaning it all—slurping his seed from your virgin ass—push back—let me tongue-fuck the mess out—mmm—salty—thick—so fucking good—your ruined hole’s mine now—"

Nancy whimpered, thighs shaking, ass clenching weakly around Nathalie’s probing tongue. "Ahh—Nathalie—eating my cum-filled ass—oh god—your wife’s tongue in my shithole—cleaning his load—feels so dirty—so good—don’t stop—lick it deeper—eat every drop—I’m still leaking—fuck—"

Anya—panting, pussy still twitching from her earlier ride—dropped to her knees beside me.

She wrapped her lips around my cum-and-ass-slick cock without hesitation, sucking hard from base to tip, tongue swirling to collect every trace of Nancy’s ass-juices mixed with my seed. Her cheeks hollowed as she bobbed, moaning around the shaft like it was the best thing she’d ever tasted.

"Mmmph—your cock tastes like virgin ass and cum—salty—musky—fuck—I’m cleaning you—sucking every bit of her shithole off you—gonna swallow it all—mmm—still so hard—even after flooding her guts—god, I want another turn—"

The room was thick with exhaustion now—bodies slick with sweat, piss, squirt, and cum; heavy breathing; soft whimpers and occasional shudders as aftershocks rippled through everyone.

We were all spent, sprawled in a tangled, dripping heap on the examination table and recliner—limbs heavy, holes aching and leaking, the air reeking of raw, unrelenting sex.

Then—three sharp knocks at the locked office door.

Everyone froze.

Olivia—face still glistening with Nancy’s piss and her own squirt, ass glowing red from my spanks, thumb still buried in her twitching asshole—let out an annoyed, frustrated growl.

She pulled her hips back, my thumb sliding free with a wet pop, and glared toward the door as it had personally offended her.

"Fuck... seriously? Right now?" she hissed, voice hoarse and dripping with irritation. "I didn’t even get your cock—not once. Everyone else got filled—bred—ruined—and I’m still empty? My cunt’s throbbing, my ass is on fire from your thumb, and now some asshole’s knocking? No. Fuck that."

She wiped a hand across her piss-soaked face, eyes narrowing dangerously. "If that’s a patient or a nurse, I’m telling them the doctor’s ’indisposed’... unless they want to join the mess."

Nancy collapsed sideways, still leaking cum from her gaping asshole, giggling weakly through her exhaustion. "Tell them... the clinic’s closed... for deep... examinations..."

Nathalie pulled her tongue from Nancy’s ass with a final sloppy lick, cum smeared on her lips. "Whoever it is... they better have a damn good reason... or I’m locking the door tighter."

Anya—cock still in her mouth—popped off with a wet suck, a string of saliva and cum connecting her lips to the tip. "If it’s the janitor... maybe we let him watch... or clean up... mmm..."

The knocking came again—three sharp, impatient raps that cut through the heavy, post-orgasmic haze like a scalpel.

"Shit," Olivia hissed, still naked, red ass glowing, face and chest streaked with drying piss and her own squirt.

She scrambled for her scrub pants, yanking them on without panties—the wet crotch immediately clinging to her swollen lips. "Everyone—clothes. Now. If that’s the building manager or a late patient, we’re fucked."

We moved in frantic, clumsy silence. I pulled my pants up over my still-half-hard cock, the fabric sticking to the drying cum and ass-juices smeared across my thighs and groin.

Nathalie tugged her blouse closed over her heaving breasts, not bothering with buttons, skirt hiked up, and no underwear—her inner thighs glistening with fresh arousal and Anya’s saliva.

Nancy collapsed onto the recliner, legs splayed, trying to wipe the thick ropes of cum still oozing from her gaping asshole with a handful of the sterile tissues Anya had abandoned earlier; they soaked through instantly, useless.

Anya—glasses crooked, pussy lips still puffy and leaking—threw on her white coat over bare skin, not even attempting underwear, the front gaping open to reveal hard nipples and the slick trail down her stomach.

The room looked—and smelled—like a crime scene of lust.

The floor beneath the examination table was a slick, puddling mess: clear squirt from Anya and Olivia, golden piss from Nancy, creamy white globs of my cum leaking from multiple holes, all mixing into a sticky, iridescent film that caught the fluorescent light.

The recliner leather was darkened in wide patches, damp and gleaming. The air was thick, humid, fishy—raw pussy, ass, cum, piss, sweat—a pungent cocktail that hit the back of the throat with every breath. Even with the AC running, it lingered like smoke.

Nancy took the Sex Doll and hid it inside the examination room with Nathalie’s help.

Olivia reached the door first, smoothing her hair (uselessly), wiping her face with the sleeve of her scrub top. She cracked it open just enough to peek out, body blocking the view inside.