Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 496: Deep Anal Humiliation

A booming, derisive cackle escaped my lips as I cruelly jabbed at it, my tone soaked in raw delight while I stared directly into the eyes of the defeated man.

"Wow... would you look at that, Peter?" I jeered loudly. "Your wife’s panties are absolutely fucking ruined. There’s a giant, nasty wet spot right here — soaked all the way through like a desperate cunt in heat. Her slutty little pussy is literally dripping and creaming just from choking on my thick cock and getting her throat fucked raw."

"Tell me, Helena... are you really this fucking wet because you’re scared? Or because you’re a pathetic, needy anal whore who gets off on being used and humiliated right in front of your useless husband?"

Helena buried her face in both hands, utterly humiliated and speechless. Her words emerged as a timid, ashamed murmur.

"D-Dexter... stop... please... It’s too embarrassing... Don’t talk about my panties like that... I-I’m not usually like this... It’s just... your cock is so fucking big, and you were so rough with my throat... I couldn’t control my pussy... Please don’t make me admit it..."

Peter’s eyes bulged as if about to explode from his head. Streams of furious, heartbroken tears poured down his cheeks while he bellowed in a ragged voice.

"You disgusting whore! You fucking filthy whore, Helena! Look at how wet your nasty cunt is! You’re actually creaming yourself for him! I regret not killing a worthless, cock-hungry slut like you when I had the chance! How can you get this soaked for another man right in front of me?! You traitorous, cum-dump cunt!"

My smirk widened as I slipped two fingers into the waistband of Helena’s sopping panties, tugging the material away from her flesh to expose the thick, gooey strands of her arousal stretching lewdly between the fabric and her puffy, slick pussy folds for both her and Peter to witness.

"See this, Peter?" I kept ridiculing him without mercy. "Your wife is literally creaming herself like a broken faucet. These panties are completely ruined because of my cock. Tell your husband the truth, Helena. Tell him exactly why your filthy cunt is this wet right now."

Helena let out a faint whimper, still concealing herself behind her hands, her voice a hushed murmur.

"I... I’m sorry... It’s because your cock tastes so fucking good... and when you choked me... it made my pussy drip like a whore... Please don’t make me say it anymore... It’s too humiliating..."

A sinister chuckle rumbled from me, my eyes sparkling with depraved desire. "Good girl. Now let’s give your pathetic husband the show of his life."

With rough force, I whirled Helena around and draped her over the sofa’s back, thrusting her ass upward and aiming it straight at Peter.

I tore her drenched panties down to her knees, letting them dangle around her thighs as a sordid prize. My thick, spit-slicked cock nudged her tight, winking asshole.

I merely pressed the bulbous, engorged tip of my cock against her quivering entrance and breached it — solely the head distending her lewdly as the bulk of my enormous shaft remained poised outside.

Helena’s eyes snapped wide in shock.

"Aaah—! Fuck! Just the tip already feels so fucking huge!" she gasped, her tone blending astonishment and abrupt ecstasy.

"Push your hips back, you greedy anal slut," I commanded. "Fuck yourself on my cock. I want you to do all the work while your husband watches."

Helena mewled in shame, yet her body complied without delay. She began easing her hips rearward gradually, compelling her snug asshole to engulf more of my plump cockhead.

"Oh my god...! It’s stretching me so much... aaah—! Dexter, your cockhead is so fat... It’s splitting my asshole open!" she moaned loudly, caught between surprise and arousal.

I seized her full ass cheeks and pried them far apart, offering Peter an ideal, degrading sight of his wife’s asshole gaping lewdly around merely the crown of my cock.

"Look at that, Peter," I taunted at full volume. "Your wife is so fucking hungry for my cock she’s pushing her own shithole onto me like a desperate whore. Keep going, Helena. Slam that slutty ass back on me."

Helena’s moans turned even dirtier and more intense as she quickened her hip rocks, eagerly impaling herself on the thick tip of my cock.

"Aaah—! Fuck! It’s so thick... every time I push back it pops inside deeper... hnnng—! My asshole is burning, but it feels so fucking good!" she cried out, her voice quivering with obscene bliss.

I snaked a hand around, hauled her bra cups downward, and clutched her hefty tits with force. My fingers latched onto her stiff nipples, squeezing them viciously while wrenching and yanking them fiercely.

"Pinch them harder... aaah—! Yes, like that!" Helena moaned sluttily, driving her ass back with greater ferocity.

I began smacking her ass with fierce blows, every resounding strike branding vivid red imprints as I continued to mock her.

"Harder, you filthy anal whore! Make that asshole swallow my cockhead. I want your husband to see what a nasty butt-slut his wife really is."

Helena panted and moaned like a bitch in heat, slamming her hips back over and over.

"Oh fuck—! Dexter! Your cock is ruining my asshole... just the tip and I already feel so full... aaah—! I’m such a dirty whore... I’m sorry, Peter, but his cock feels so much better than yours ever did!"

Tears streamed down as Peter screamed, utterly broken.

"You disgusting anal pig! You’re actually fucking yourself on him! Stop moaning like a cheap whore! I can see your asshole stretching around his cockhead!"

Cruel laughter erupted from me as I pinched her nipples harder and spanked her ass without mercy.

"That’s right, Helena. Tell him. Tell your husband how much you love my fat cock stretching your shithole."

Lust shattered Helena’s voice into vulgar brokenness while she drove her hips back faster and harder, impaling just the tip of my cock into her ass.

"Hnnng—! Peter, your dick was never enough... aaah—! Dexter’s cockhead is so much thicker... It’s tearing my asshole apart and I fucking love it! I’m such a nasty anal slut... I’m gonna cum—! I’m gonna squirt while only his tip is inside my ass— aaah—! Fuck, I’m squirting—!"

Suddenly, her body seized in violent convulsions. A humiliating torrent of squirt burst powerfully from her pussy, splattering the floor messily right before her sobbing husband. Her asshole spasmed and fluttered crazily around my cockhead as she climaxed intensely, shrieking in bliss.

"I’m squirting so fucking hard...! Oh god, I’m cumming with just the tip in my ass...! Dexter—! Your cock is making me lose control... aaah—! I can’t stop squirting!"

Her red ass received nonstop slaps from me, and I twisted her nipples viciously as she rode out the shattering orgasm, her juices forming a puddle on the floor while Peter stared in abject horror and shame.

"Pathetic, isn’t he, Helena?" I snarled loudly. "Look at him crying while his wife turns into a squirting anal whore for me."