Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 741: The Ant’s Second Gift on Her Ass

Victoria let out a quiet sigh, equal parts concern and reluctant acceptance.

"Just show him, Maya. The sooner he checks it, the better. We can’t risk another venomous bite."

Maya gave a tiny, reluctant nod, her entire face still flushed with shame as she waited for the inevitable examination. Inside, her anxious thoughts refused to quiet down.

Rachel was also worried about Maya. She turned to Victoria and spoke quietly.

"Mrs. Victoria... maybe we should leave Dexter and Boss alone for a moment. It might be easier for her if fewer people are watching."

Victoria hesitated, her expression complicated, then finally nodded.

The two of them stepped outside and moved a short distance away from the bamboo house, standing where they could still hear if anything went wrong but couldn’t see inside.

I walked out, took one of the thicker burning logs from the fire, and carried it back inside. I pushed the glowing end firmly into the ground near the center of the shelter so it stood upright like a torch, casting a steady, warm orange light across the interior.

The flickering illumination made every small detail clearer.

I looked at Maya, keeping my voice gentle.

"Aunt Maya..."

She nodded, her face already flushed a deep pink. She lay back down on the thin layer of grass, her breathing a little uneven.

With trembling fingers, she carefully lowered the front of her leaf skirt just enough to expose the upper part of her mound, while still pressing her thighs tightly together to keep her actual pussy hidden from full view.

The small red, swollen bite mark was clearly visible in the firelight, sitting right in the middle of her neatly trimmed black hair.

The hair itself was short and soft, carefully shaped into a narrow vertical strip that began a few centimeters above her clit and tapered down. Most of the soft outer lips remained smooth and bare.

The skin around the bite was slightly puffy, and the tiny raised bump sat right in the center of that short black strip, looking red and irritated against the darker hair.

She pointed to it with a slightly trembling finger, her voice small and embarrassed.

"There... it’s burning and feels itchy... There’s a little bump already..."

I nodded and moved closer, kneeling between her slightly parted knees. The position gave me a much clearer view. Even with her thighs pressed together, the soft upper curve of her mound was fully exposed under the leaf skirt.

The short black hairs were fine and neat, and the swollen bite mark sat right in the middle of them like a small red pearl. Below the strip of hair, the smooth, bare skin of her outer lips was just barely visible where her thighs met.

I swallowed once, then glanced up at Maya’s blushing face. Her thoughts reached me in a flustered rush.

I kept my voice gentle and professional.

"Aunt Maya... can I touch it?"

Maya gave a tiny, reluctant nod, her eyes half-closed with residual shame. Her fingers gripped the grass at her sides.

I extended my index finger and brushed it very lightly over the swollen bite mark, feeling the raised heat of the small bump beneath the short black hairs. The skin around it was soft and warm. As I traced a tiny circle around the bite, the short hairs tickled against my fingertip.

Maya’s breath hitched sharply. A soft, involuntary moan slipped from her lips before she could stop it.

"Hmm... aah..."

Her thighs twitched. The movement caused the leaf skirt to shift higher, revealing a little more of the smooth, bare skin just below the trimmed strip. For a brief second, the soft cleft between her outer lips became visible before she pressed her legs together again.

While my finger continued to gently examine the first bite, I silently reached out with my mind to the tamed ant that was still hiding inside her leaf skirt.

Under my command, the small insect crawled further underneath her, along the back of her thigh, and up onto the soft curve of her left buttock. There, hidden completely from view, it bit down again — a sharp, precise sting on the plump, sensitive flesh of her ass.

Maya’s body jerked. A second, higher-pitched sound escaped her.

"Aah—! What...?"

Her eyes flew open wider. She instinctively tried to reach back with one hand, but the position made it difficult.

I kept my expression carefully concerned, as if I had only noticed her sudden reaction to the first bite I was examining. My finger continued to press and circle the original swollen mark on her trimmed mound, pretending that was the only thing I was focused on.

"Does it still burn, Aunt Maya? The swelling looks a little worse than before... Tell me if the pain changes."

Maya’s face was burning. She was now dealing with two separate stinging spots — one on the soft, hairy mound just above her pussy, and a fresh one on her buttock that she couldn’t even show me without rolling over and exposing everything. Her breathing had grown shallow and uneven.

"It... it still stings... and now something else... I think it bit me again... lower... behind..."

Her voice was tiny with humiliation. The leaf skirt had ridden up even further from her movements, leaving the entire trimmed strip of black hair and the smooth upper part of her pussy fully exposed to the warm orange light of the burning log.

The small red bump sat right in the center of the short hairs, looking angry and swollen, while the rest of her soft, bare mound glistened faintly in the firelight.

I kept my finger gently pressing around the first bite, using the examination as cover while the second ant bite continued to throb on her ass.

"Just stay still for a moment, Aunt Maya... I need to check how deep this one is."

Maya gave a tiny, mortified nod, her thighs trembling as she tried not to close them completely and hide the very place I was touching.