Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

Chapter 742: First Aid of Saliva

Maya suddenly tensed.

"Dexter... I feel something... running on me..."

I kept my voice calm but serious, turning my head just enough to show concern without looking directly at her.

"Aunt Maya, please take off your clothes. Something might still be hidden in them. I’ll turn around first. Check yourself carefully from head to toe and see if you can find anything."

Maya’s face burned with embarrassment. Her thoughts immediately flooded my mind in a flustered rush.

[Take off my clothes... in front of Dexter...? He’ll be able to see me completely naked... every part of me...]

[Just now when he touched me there... my pussy got wet... That shouldn’t be happening. I’ve always been sure I’m a lesbian... Or do I actually like Dexter now? Does that mean I can swing both ways...? What is wrong with me today...?]

I spoke again, gently but firmly, still facing away.

"Aunt Maya, please hurry. If whatever bit you is still on your body, the longer we wait, the higher the chance of a reaction."

After a few more seconds of hesitation, I heard the soft rustling of leaves. The leaf bra and skirt dropped to the grass one after another.

Maya quickly ran her hands over her arms, stomach, thighs, and as much of her back as she could reach, checking for any insect, but she couldn’t properly see or feel the area on her own buttocks where the second bite sat.

Once she finished, I spoke again without turning around.

"Aunt Maya, give me your clothes. I’ll check them carefully to see if any insect is hiding inside the folds."

I reached one hand backward. Maya picked up the discarded leaf bra and skirt and placed them in my palm. Her fingers brushed mine for a brief second; they were trembling slightly.

I brought the leaf skirt in front of me first. While pretending to examine every leaf and vine thoroughly, I silently commanded the tamed ant to leave her body completely and hide inside the folds of my own leaf skirt.

As I inspected Maya’s skirt more closely under the light of the burning log, I noticed a small patch of leaves near the center that was slightly damp — exactly where her pussy would have pressed against the fabric while she was sitting and lying down.

I also checked the leaf bra with equal thoroughness for show, turning it inside out and holding it up to the light.

Finally I spoke, still keeping my back to her, my voice carefully worried.

"Strange... Aunt Maya, there’s nothing here. No insect, no residual venom stains, nothing. That means whatever bit you must have been very small... something like an ant or a tiny biting fly. It might still be on your body, or it might have already dropped off after biting."

I continued in a more serious, almost clinical tone.

"Aunt Maya, you don’t feel dizzy, right? No nausea, no numbness in your lips or fingertips, no difficulty breathing? Are you feeling anything strange at all besides the stinging?"

Maya’s voice came from behind me, a little shaky and still thick with embarrassment.

"No... there’s no dizziness or anything like that. It’s just that something definitely stung me... in two places now. The first one on the front still burns, and the second one on my... on my backside is starting to itch and feel warm too."

I nodded slowly, as if carefully weighing the information.

"That’s actually a good sign in one way. The fact that you’re not showing systemic symptoms means whatever bit you probably aren’t strongly neurotoxic or hemotoxic. But..." I let my voice grow heavier with concern, "...there is still a real risk of secondary infection. Especially out here."

I paused, letting the silence stretch just long enough for the worry to settle in, then continued in a calm, matter-of-fact voice that carried quiet authority.

"Even though we all received broad-spectrum immunizations when we were younger, those vaccines don’t cover every possible bacterium or virus that island insects can carry. Some ants and flies in tropical regions carry rare pathogens that can enter through even a tiny puncture wound."

"The bite marks are already swollen and warm, which means localized inflammation has started. If bacteria get deeper into the tissue — especially in an area with so many sweat glands and hair follicles like the one on your front, or the softer skin on your backside — it can turn into a proper infection within hours. In the worst case, it could lead to fever, spreading redness, or even septicemia if left untreated."

I heard Maya’s breathing change behind me. Her thoughts immediately became more anxious.

[Infection...? Spreading redness...? Septicemia...? I’ve seen what happens when small wounds get infected in remote places... people lose limbs... or worse...]

I pressed the point gently but relentlessly.

"The problem is we have no antiseptic, no alcohol, no antibiotic ointment... nothing. The only natural antibacterial substance available to us right now is saliva."

"Human saliva contains enzymes like lysozyme and histatins that can inhibit bacterial growth. It’s not perfect, but in survival situations it’s one of the oldest and most effective first-aid methods for cleaning small puncture wounds when nothing else is available."

I let that sink in for a moment before adding the critical part.

"I would need to apply it directly to both bite locations... the one on the front, in the trimmed hair just above your private area, and the newer one on your backside. That’s the only way to be thorough."

Maya’s mind exploded with flustered, embarrassed thoughts the moment the words left my mouth.

[Apply saliva...? His saliva...? Directly on the bite above my pussy... and on my ass...?][He’s going to put his mouth... or at least his spit... on those places...?]

[The front one is right in the hair... he’ll have to spread it around with his fingers or... or with his tongue...?]

[And the one on my butt... I’ll have to turn over or bend... he’ll see everything...]

[Why is my face so hot...? Why am I getting wet again just thinking about it...? I’m not supposed to feel this way... I’ve only ever liked women... so why does the idea of Dexter’s mouth on those places make my stomach flip...?]

Her voice, when it finally came, was small and mortified.

"Saliva...? You mean... you would have to... put it on both places... with your...?"

I kept my tone calm and practical, as if discussing a completely ordinary medical procedure.

"Yes. The most effective way is to apply it directly and massage it into the skin around the puncture so it reaches the deeper tissue. I’ll be as quick and clinical as possible, Aunt Maya."

"But if we don’t do something now, and those bites do get infected overnight, we could be dealing with a much more serious problem by morning... and we have no way to treat a real infection out here."