Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 574: Bringing Angela to My World

With my God Speed ability activated, my form became a mere blur as I traversed the snow-laden forest at speeds far beyond human limits. The world outside became a streaky mess of trees and snow, passing in the blink of an eye. In under a minute, the entire distance was covered, and I found myself back within the fortress, my breathing only marginally heavier than usual.

Entering the warmth of the room, I observed Diana and Angela seated together by the crackling fire. Angela was occupied with the methodical sorting of supplies, while Diana swiftly rose to her feet the moment she saw me.

"Where did you go?" Diana's voice was sharp, laced with both worry and irritation. "You vanished without a word, leaving me here all alone!"

"I... It was nothing... I just—" I began, struggling to form my thoughts into coherent words.

Diana advanced directly towards me, her gaze intensifying. She leaned in, inhaling deeply from my fur coat and neck. Her nose immediately wrinkled in distaste.

"Ugh... What is that foul stench?" she uttered, recoiling slightly. "It smells like... sweat, urine, semen, and... something utterly vile. Like sex and a dirty backside. What in the blazes have you been doing, Dexter?"

I made no attempt to conceal the truth. Taking a deep breath, I laid it all bare.

I recounted discovering the enigmatic woman, Nara—my own grandmother—residing in a secluded cave alongside her daughter, Andy. I spoke of Nara’s mystical, luminescent tattoos, and how celestial spirits had bestowed upon her magnificent butterfly wings the very instant I entered her wretched dwelling.

I detailed the brutal act of penetrating Nara’s piss-slicked anus, with Andy facilitating my deeper entry. I described the relentless pumping of load after load into both of their orifices, carried out in the presence of Rikaru, Dagu, and Haru. I recounted how Nara and Andy subsequently cleansed my cock with their mouths, lapping up urine, semen, and anal fluids with the desperation of famished whores.

Diana listened, her eyes wide, her expression morphing from surprise to sheer amusement. As I concluded my account, she erupted into a loud, unrestrained laugh.

"You truly are a monumental pervert..." she declared, shaking her head with a mischievous smirk, though her eyes unmistakably betrayed a deep-seated lust. "Not even a full day in this realm, and you’re already out there defiling your grandmother and aunt like some depraved beast. And in front of their men, no less? Gods above, Dexter..."

She moved closer once more, grasping the lapels of my fur coat and drawing me towards her. Her fingers traced a path down my chest as she tilted her head back to look at me.

"So... how did they feel?" she inquired, her voice dropping to a near-teasing whisper. "Was your grandmother's hole tighter than mine? Did you relish impregnating both mother and daughter while their men stood by like pathetic onlookers?"

Angela remained silent in her corner, her cheeks flushed crimson as she feigned disinterest.

The scent of Nara’s urine and the essence of her intimate parts still clung to my body. Diana wrinkled her nose once more but did not withdraw. Instead, she pressed herself against me, her hand boldly descending to caress my erection through the thick fur.

"Be truthful," she breathed hotly against my ear. "Does your cock still carry the aroma of your grandmother's filthy asshole? Because I can distinctly smell it on you... and it’s igniting a fire within me."

She gave my hardening shaft a firm, possessive squeeze, her lip caught between her teeth.

"You wicked boy... While I waited here, consumed by worry for you, you were engaged in breeding your own kin and receiving oral worship. What am I to do with a degenerate Master such as yourself, hmm?"

Diana’s eyes blazed with a potent cocktail of jealousy, arousal, and amusement as her hand continued its slow, deliberate caress of my cock through the heavy fur. Her fingers teased my shaft, then, with sudden force, she pushed me back.

"Ugh, seriously—go take a bath, you smell abominable," she commanded, her nose wrinkling once more. "You reek of urine, semen, and an old woman's backside. We must depart soon. A considerable amount of chaos awaits our return."

Angela, who had been a silent observer throughout the exchange, regarded me with hesitant, hopeful eyes. She toyed with her fingers before finally speaking in a soft, timid voice.

"Husband... may I... May I accompany you?"

I approached her and drew Angela into a warm, secure embrace. Her delicate form yielded instantly against mine.

"Yes... let us go," I replied gently, stroking her hair. "I will take you to my world."

Angela’s face radiated with a bright, heartfelt smile as she nestled her face against my chest.

Employing God Speed once more, I cleansed myself instantly. In a mere two seconds, I had reached the nearest water source, scrubbed away every trace of Nara’s bodily fluids from my person, donned fresh attire, and returned.

Both women stared, their eyes wide with astonishment.

"You... you just... in two seconds?!" Diana stammered, her eyelids blinking rapidly.

I offered a smile and drew them both near, an arm encircling each of them.

"Don't worry," I assured Angela, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "We'll return at the precise moment we depart. No one will perceive any time having elapsed. Time remains stationary here during our absence."

Angela gave a slow nod, still harboring a touch of unease but trusting me implicitly. I drew both women closer – Diana to my right and Angela to my left – then unleashed God Speed at its absolute maximum.

The surrounding vista dissolved into a blinding spectacle of color and rapid motion. In a mere instant, the icy fortress and its desolate landscape vanished. The frigid air was supplanted by the familiar, slightly balmy current of the city's periphery.

We reappeared on the very same hilltop where Diana and I had initially arrived, the spot boasting a spectacular panorama of the illuminated cityscape below. The sun hung in the same position in the heavens. Not a single thing had altered. Time had, indeed, ceased to flow.

Angela emitted a soft gasp of sheer astonishment as her gaze fell upon the vast, modern metropolis sprawling beneath us. The soaring skyscrapers, the unending cascade of lights, and the alien sounds of civilization rendered her utterly speechless.

"This... this is your world?" she inquired in a hushed tone, her eyes wide with incredulity.

A grin touched Diana's lips as she leaned into me, her hand once again descending to claim my cock possessively. "Welcome to our realm, Angela," she declared with a playful lilt. "Do try not to be too overwhelmed. And you—" she playfully nudged my chest, "—keep your distance from any more frisky elder women until we resolve our current predicament."

Laughter rumbled from my chest as I held both women near, our gaze sweeping over the urban sprawl. Angela remained nestled against my side, captivated by her surroundings, while Diana pressed her form against mine with unmistakable intention.

Despite all that had transpired, the vivid recollections of Nara's radiant wings and Andy's insatiable desire continued to haunt the periphery of my consciousness.