Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 698: Madeline’s Red Ass: Spanked Until She Screams

I groaned, my voice breaking as Madeline deliberately clenched her asshole around my cock, the tightness unbearable, suffocating. Every pulse of her muscles sent a jolt of pleasure-pain through me, my cock throbbing as it struggled against her iron grip.

"Aaaaaaaaah... hm... Ma’am..." I whimpered, my fingers digging into her hips, my body trembling as I tried to pull back, but she wouldn’t let me.

"It’s... too tight..." My voice was a ragged gasp, my mind a haze of need and desperation.

Madeline let out a low, dark chuckle, the sound vibrating through her body and into mine. "What’s the matter...?" she purred, her voice dripping with amusement and malice.

"Can’t take it anymore...?" She rolled her hips, her asshole squeezing my cock even tighter, the pressure maddening.

"Already begging...?" Madeline’s laugh was a growl, her body trembling with sadistic delight as she felt me squirm, my cock trapped in her tight, punishing grip. The smug satisfaction in her eyes was intoxicating, her power over me absolute.

Then, in one fluid, deliberate motion, she moved forward, her asshole releasing my cock with a wet pop, the sudden absence of her heat making me groan in protest.

She turned to face me, her smirk wicked, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she watched me—hard, leaking, desperate—like I was her personal toy.

I couldn’t resist. The need was too strong. I moved toward her, my cock pressing against her crotch, the heat of her pussy through the thin fabric of her panties making me hiss. She let out a low, arrogant moan, her lips curling as she felt my length against her, her body arching into me.

"Mmm..." she purred, her voice dripping with mockery and desire. "Eager, aren’t we...?" But she didn’t stop me. Instead, she wrapped her arms around my neck, her tits pressing against my chest, the softness of her skin a stark contrast to the hardness of my cock.

I pulled her closer, my hands gripping her ass, my fingers digging into her flesh as I ground against her, the friction maddening.

I leaned down, my lips capturing her nipple through the lace of her bra, my tongue swirling around the hardened peak.

She gasped, her back arching, her nipple fully erect under my mouth, the fabric damp from my saliva. "Fuck..." she moaned, her voice a mix of arrogance and need, her fingers tangling in my hair as she held me against her.

But then—I made my move.

With a sudden, sharp thrust, I pulled my hips back, my cock sliding against her wet, dripping pussy, the head pressing against her entrance.

Before she could react, I slammed forward, shoving my cock inside her in one brutal, deep thrust, hitting her womb with a force that made her scream.

"Aaaaaaaaaah—fuck...!" Madeline cried out, her nails raking down my back, her body trembling as she took me fully.

"You’re so big..." Her voice was a gasp, her eyes wide with shock and pleasure, her walls clenching around my cock as she adjusted to the sudden, overwhelming fullness.

I groaned, my hands gripping her hips so tightly my knuckles turned white, my fingers digging into her skin as I held her still, my cock buried deep inside her.

The heat of her pussy was unreal—scorching, suffocating, her walls pulsing around me as she struggled to catch her breath, her body trembling in my grip.

Madeline clung to me, her arms wrapping around my neck, her legs shaking as if she couldn’t support her own weight. The sensation of her tits pressing against my chest, her nipples hard against my skin, sent a jolt of lust through me. But I wasn’t done with her yet.

With a sharp, sudden motion, I pulled my cock out of her, the wet sound of her pussy releasing me filling the room.

Madeline let out a frustrated whimper, her body arching toward me, her eyes flashing with impatience and need.

She chuckled, her voice a dark purr, as she realized what I was doing. "Looks..." she taunted, her breath ragged, "...like I have teased you enough..." Her lips curled into a smirk, her fingers trailing down my chest. "You really can’t take it anymore... can you?"

I didn’t answer. Instead, I turned her around, my hands rough as I pushed her toward the full-size mirror in the room. She stumbled forward, her palms pressing against the glass as she caught herself, her reflection—flushed, disheveled, slutty—staring back at her.

I stepped behind her, my cock pressing against her ass, the head sliding between her dripping lips.

Madeline let out a sharp gasp, her eyes locking onto her own reflection—her lips parted, her cheeks flushed, her hair a mess. She bit her lip, her face twisting in a mix of embarrassment and arousal.

"Fuck..." she whimpered, her voice breaking as she took in her own image—a woman being used, owned, fucked. "I—I look..."

"Like a slut...?" I growled, my voice a dark whisper against her ear, my hands gripping her hips as I slammed into her in one brutal thrust. The sound of our bodies colliding was loud, wet, obscene, the slap of skin echoing through the room as I bottomed out inside her.

"Aaaaaah—fuck—!" Madeline screamed, her voice raw, her body jerking forward, her tits bouncing with the force of my thrust. Her pussy clenched around my cock, milking me as she struggled to stay upright. "Y-you bastard—"

My hand came down hard on her ass, the sound sharp and sudden, the impact making her pussy clench tighter around me. Madeline let out a broken moan, her body trembling, her reflection in the mirror showing her eyes wide with shock and pleasure.

"You dare..." she hissed, her voice trembling, her fingers digging into the mirror as she tried to steady herself. "...hit me...?"

I smacked her again, harder this time, my handprint blooming bright red on her pale ass. The sound of flesh meeting flesh was loud, sharp, the vibration traveling through her body and into mine.

"Ma’am..." I growled, my voice a dark chuckle, my hips snapping against hers as I pounded into her.

"...you’re masochistic..." My cock pistoned in and out of her tight, dripping pussy, the sound of her wetness obscene in the silence.

"Even if you deny it..." I leaned down, my lips brushing her ear, my breath hot. "...your pussy doesn’t..."

My balls slapped against her ass with every thrust, the sound lewd and rhythmic, the sensation driving me wild. Madeline’s moans were filthy, broken, her words dissolving into gasps and screams as I fucked her harder.