Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 776: Denied Re-Entry

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Previously on Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks...
The protagonist continues his intense encounter with Rachel, leaving her deeply flushed and embarrassed by his explicit descriptions and actions. Her body, particularly her asshole, is left visibly used and affected, much to her mortification. He forces her to confront the state of her body, emphasizing the 'dirty' evidence of their intimacy.

I shifted higher and tapped the thick, glistening head of my cock against Rachel’s cheek — once, twice, three times — smearing the sticky, cloudy mix of precum, her own slippery cunt juice, and the thick, musky residue from deep inside her asshole across her flushed skin.

The wet, filthy contact left shiny, streaky trails on her face. I dragged the leaking tip slowly along her cheekbone, letting her feel every pulse and every smear of the dirty fluids.

Rachel’s expression twisted in pure disgust and humiliation. She could clearly feel the slippery precum and the unmistakable scent and slickness of her own thoroughly fucked ass coating her cheek.

A sharp, embarrassed sound escaped her as she tried to turn her face away, but I kept the messy head of my cock pressed there, letting her feel every sticky smear and every throb.

"Ugh...! Don’t... that’s dirty... I can feel it on my skin... nnnh... it smells like my ass... aah...!"

I chuckled low and shamelessly, still rubbing the filthy tip against her cheek.

"Smell that? That’s your own ruined asshole all over my cock. So fucking dirty... and you’re still dripping just from feeling it on your face."

Her gaping asshole continued to clench and wink emptily below, still producing soft, wet sounds with every shaky breath while the filthy evidence of what I had just done to it was now streaked across her face.

I wanted to bury my cock back inside that loose, twitching hole, but she held my cock tightly, refusing to let it move toward her ass again.

Rachel’s face was still twisted with residual disgust and humiliation from the sticky smear of precum and her own ass juices on her cheek.

She reached up with one trembling hand and wrapped her fingers tightly around the thick, glistening cock of my cock, stopping me from bringing it any closer to her face or her gaping hole.

"You pushed it too far inside..." she said, voice shaky but firm, her eyes glassy and accusing. "That was more than just the tip... You completely buried it... You’re not allowed to put it back in. I’ll use my hand instead..."

Before I could answer, she began stroking me. Her palm was warm and slightly damp, sliding up and down the veined length with deliberate, firm strokes.

She twisted her wrist a little at the head on every upward pull, smearing the thick mix of precum, spit, and the musky residue from her ass all over the sensitive glans. Wet, soft sounds filled the quiet cave as her fist worked my cock from base to tip.

I groaned, hips twitching into her grip, and let the filthy praise spill out.

"That’s it... stroke that cock you just ruined your ass with... Feel how hard it still is... all coated in your dirty hole..."

Rachel’s expression stayed focused and a little stubborn, as if she was determined to finish me off with only her hand so I wouldn’t try to push back inside her gaping asshole.

She stroked faster, her grip tightening, thumb rubbing over the leaking slit on every pass. My hips jerked involuntarily into her fist, but the pleasure, while hot and slick, stayed just below the edge. Her hand alone couldn’t quite push me over.

She noticed. Her brows furrowed with mild frustration. She spat a fresh, heavy glob of saliva onto the head and spread it with her palm, making the strokes even wetter and filthier, the sounds growing louder and nastier.

She used both hands for a while, twisting in opposite directions, squeezing and pumping the thick ccok with clear intent. Still, my cock only throbbed harder in her grip, leaking more precum in thick beads, but the climax stayed frustratingly out of reach.

I looked down at her with a shameless, heated grin.

"Your hands feel good... but they’re not as tight and hot as that greedy asshole of yours. You stretched so perfectly around me... I can still feel how you were gulping me in..."

Rachel bit her lower lip, clearly realizing her hand wasn’t going to be enough. A fresh wave of embarrassed determination crossed her cum-stained face.

Without a word, she released my cock, cupped her soft breasts with both hands, and pushed them together around the thick, spit-and-precum-slick cock.

The warm, plush flesh enveloped me from both sides, soft and hot and slippery. She began sliding her tits up and down the length of my cock, creating a tight, soft, filthy tunnel.

The swollen head of my cock poked out from the top of her cleavage with every upward stroke, and she deliberately angled her body so that the leaking tip rubbed and poked directly against her stiff, still-marked left nipple.

Each time the fat head nudged and smeared precum over the sensitive, bite-bruised peak, Rachel let out a small, involuntary, embarrassed moan.

"Nnnh... aah... it’s poking my nipple... hnnn... your cock is so hot between my tits... aah..."

I groaned deeper, watching the lewd sight.

"Fuck yes... squeeze those soft tits around my cock... Get that marked nipple all shiny with precum... Your body is so fucking filthy and perfect right now..."

While she was focused on the messy titjob, I shamelessly reached one hand around behind her. My fingers trailed down the sweat-slick curve of her lower back, over the soft swell of her ass, and straight between her cheeks.

Without any warning, I pressed the pad of my middle finger directly against her still-gaping, spit-and-juice-slicked asshole. The puffy, ruined rim was still soft and open from how thoroughly I had stretched it.

I rubbed slow, filthy circles around the twitching entrance, feeling it clench and kiss my fingertip, then pushed the tip of my finger inside the loose, velvety heat.

The inner walls immediately fluttered and tried to clench around the intruding digit with a soft, wet .

Rachel’s entire body jolted. A sharp, high-pitched, completely surprised moan burst out of her, much louder than the earlier sounds she had been making.

"Aaaaaah—! W-what are you— nnnh...! Your finger... aah... it’s going in my ass again... hnnn...!"

I didn’t pull away. Instead I pushed the finger deeper, up to the second knuckle, and began slowly thrusting it in and out of her loose, wet hole while she continued to squeeze her tits around my cock.

The soft, wet sounds of her asshole being fingered mixed obscenely with the of her breasts working my cock.

Every time I curled the finger or pushed it back in, Rachel’s hips twitched, and another broken, embarrassed moan spilled from her lips, her face burning with fresh humiliation at how easily my finger slid into the hole I had just ruined.