Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

Chapter 427: Angela: Don’t Watch, Lisa

I palmed one of her tits roughly—squeezing the soft flesh until it spilled between my fingers, thumb grinding her nipple into a stiff peak—while my other hand slapped her inner thigh hard enough to leave a red sting.

"Don’t worry, my needy little cocktease," I growled, voice dripping with dark amusement as I leaned down to bite her earlobe, sucking it between my teeth.

"I’ll get you a new one. Hell, I’ll get you ten ones that rip even easier, so I can shred them every time I want to bury my face in this dripping cunt or split your virgin asshole wide open."

"But right now? This body’s mine to unwrap and defile... and fuck, you’re already leaking like a faucet just from the sound of it tearing."

She moaned softly—thighs parting wider on instinct, her shaved pussy winking at me, lips parting to show the pink, slick inner folds clenching hungrily. I didn’t give her time to beg.

I flipped her onto all fours with brute ease—her knees splaying on the mat, ass thrusting high like an offering, back arching in that perfect, submissive curve that made my cock twitch and leak another fat drop of precum.

My hands clamped onto her ass cheeks—fingers sinking deep into the firm, plush flesh, kneading the muscle until she whimpered—and I spread her wide.

Fuck, the sight was pornographic: her virgin asshole, that tiny, pink pucker nestled between her cheeks, winking shyly in the bright lamp light—tight as a fist, untouched and pure, surrounded by the smooth, pale skin of her crack, already glistening faintly with nervous sweat.

Below it, her pussy drooled shamelessly, juices trickling down to lube her taint, clit swollen and peeking out like a needy pearl.

I buried my face in without mercy—nose rubbing right against that fluttering ring, inhaling deep and filthy, spreading the muscle open with the pressure until it yielded just enough to let me smell her: musky, clean, with that underlying tang of her arousal seeping from her cunt, pure Angela

"H-Husband—! Oh god—no—don’t sniff it like that...!" Angela squealed, voice cracking with humiliated heat, her cheeks flaming as she tried to clench shut—but all it did was make her hole pucker and wink against my nose, fluttering like a desperate little mouth.

"It’s... it’s nasty... dirty back there... I’m—ahh—embarrassed... stop smelling my asshole like a pervert...!"

I growled low against her skin—the vibration making her jolt—and dragged my tongue flat and rough over her pucker in one long, obscene stripe, from taint to tailbone, tasting the salty-sweet tang of her sweat and the faint, intimate musk of her untouched hole. She bucked forward with a broken moan, arms trembling as she clawed at the mat.

"Dirty? Baby girl, this nasty little asshole tastes like fucking heaven—tight and shy, clenching on my tongue like it’s starving for it. You’re dripping so much your pussy’s flooding the mat just from me sniffing and licking your forbidden backdoor."

"Bet you’ve fingered it in secret, haven’t you? Rubbing that clit while dreaming of my cock tearing it open..."

I dove deeper—tongue spearing past the resisting rim, fucking her virgin hole with wet, sloppy thrusts that made lewd schlurping sounds echo in the cave.

My nose grinded against her perineum, rubbing her clit indirectly through the pressure, while my hands kept her cheeks pried apart like a vice.

Angela’s moans turned feral—hips grinding back against my face, asshole fluttering and sucking at my invading tongue as she chased the building pressure.

"F-Fuck—husband—your tongue—in my ass—!! It’s too deep—too rough—!! I’m gonna—gonna cum—just from you eating my nasty hole—!! Please—don’t stop—make me squirt from my virgin asshole—!!"

Her voice was a horny, desperate sob—body shaking, pussy clenching visibly, juices squirting in tiny pre-orgasm spurts against my chin.

She was right on the edge, asshole spasming around my tongue like it was trying to pull me deeper.

But I pulled back—abruptly—leaving her hole winking and empty, glistening with my spit.

CRACK—my palm came down on her right cheek, slapping so hard the flesh jiggled and turned instantly red, the sound cracking like thunder in the humid air.

Angela yelped—high, shocked, but laced with pure horniness—her body jerking forward, pussy gushing a fresh squirt onto the mat. "Aaaaah...! Husband—don’t—!! It stings—burns so good—!! Slap me harder—bully my ass—!!"

She looked back over her shoulder then—face flushed to her roots, eyes glassy with lust—but her gaze snagged on Lisa, who was frozen a few feet away: thighs clenched so tight her knees knocked together, cheeks burning scarlet.

One hand unconsciously palming her own mound through her assassin pants, eyes wide and unblinking on the filthy display—my face buried in her boss’s ass, tongue-fucking that virgin pucker while Angela moaned like a bitch in heat.

Angela’s blush deepened to nuclear levels. "L-Lisa...! Turn around—right now—! You’re not allowed to look...! This is—ahh—my husband’s tongue in my dirty asshole... it’s too embarrassing—don’t watch me get eaten like a slut—!!"

I laughed against Angela’s crack—hot breath making her hole flutter—then slapped her other cheek harder, watching the twin handprints bloom like brands. She yelped again—hornier this time, hips bucking back for more—pussy drooling steadily now.

"No," I snarled, voice muffled against her ass as I nipped the tender inner cheek.

"Shouldn’t Lisa look after you as your bodyguard, baby? Keep watch while I bully this perfect ass? What if someone—me—harms you back here? She needs to see every filthy second: how I spread your cheeks and tongue-fuck your nasty virgin hole until you’re squirting from shame."

Angela whimpered, burying her face in her arms, but her ass wiggled back against me anyway—needy, traitorous. "Hmph... only you want to harm and bully me like this... sniffing my asshole, slapping it red... making me leak like a whore in front of my own guard..."

She peeked up again—stammering at Lisa, who hadn’t moved an inch, thighs rubbing together desperately. "S-Still looking...? Lisa—turn away—please—don’t see how wet my pussy’s getting from his tongue in my ass...!"

Lisa hesitated—biting her lip so hard it turned white, eyes flicking between Angela’s spread cheeks and my smirking face, her shorts now visibly soaked at the crotch.

I locked eyes with her—commanding, unyielding. "Lisa... don’t listen to your boss’s shy little protests. Even if she’s in charge out there in the world... in here?"

"In our bed? I’m her boss. Her husband. Her goddamn god. So that makes you mine too—my little voyeur slut, watching and learning how to serve. Come closer. Now. Why don’t you help Angela a bit... help me spread this ass wider so I can wreck her properly."