Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks - Chapter 37

37: Kerry’s Menopause 37: Kerry’s Menopause Christ, the idea just detonated in my head-I wanted to fuck Kerry right there.

Mitt could watch.

Let him see.

Hell, I wanted him to hear everything-her breath catching, the desperate sounds slipping out of her, the wet slap every time I pushed in.

I wanted her legs shaking, her nails digging, and Mitt just standing there, completely wrecked by it.

That thought?

Yeah, it made my cock throb so hard it hurt.

I swallowed hard, my voice rough with desire.

“Aunt Kerry…

why don’t I put my cock in your pussy?” Kerry’s breath hitched, her eyes widening.

“No,” she said sharply, her voice firm, but her fingers twitched against her thigh, betraying her.

Mitt let out this massive, rumbling laugh that just hit the walls-loud and padded with pure mockery.

“HA!

HAHA-Dexter!” He actually had to swipe at his eyes, his whole body shaking like he couldn’t control it.”HAHA-you want to put your cock in a dirty woman?!” His laughter echoed, filling the space between us.

“HAHAHA!

If Ryan, Tusk, and the others heard this, they’d laugh until they died!” He doubled over, gasping for air.

“This is the first time I’ve ever heard of someone wanting a dirty woman-!” Kerry turned beet red, practically glaring daggers.

“Mitt.

You can’t tell anyone.” Her fingers dug into her palms, her knuckles whitening.

“He’s just a kid.

He doesn’t know better.

If the others find out, they’ll despise Dexter-or worse, they’ll distance themselves from him.” Mitt, wiping at his eyes and still grinning like a jackass, just laughed harder.

“HA-Dexter, don’t joke about things like that!” He shook his head, his amusement lingering.

Mitt’s laughter boomed through the hut, his words cutting deep into my pride.

“But it is funny-a kid like you, interested in dirty women…

and ones so much older than yourself!” His amusement was a storm, filling the space, leaving me burning with humiliation.

But beneath that shame, something darker coiled in my gut-something raw and vengeful.

I promised myself, one day, Mitt was gonna see his woman lose herself under me-hear those desperate sounds she makes, see her body shake every damn time I drive into her.

Yeah, I wanted that.

Wanted him to know what she sounded like when she was begging for more.

Kerry twisted, eyes on mine, bodies so close I could feel her everywhere.

The heat?

Seriously, you could’ve fried an egg on us.

My cock was pressed right up against her stomach-couldn’t control the damn thing, honestly.

Then I looked straight at Mitt.

He shot me that smug look of his, but my voice didn’t even shake.

Even with my blood boiling.

“Uncle Mitt…

I was just thinking, if I can’t waste my seed, why not put it inside Aunt Kerry’s pussy?

Then my cock would be relieved…

and become normal again.” Mitt’s laughter exploded, louder than before, his body shaking as he gasped for air.

“HAHAHAHA!

Your aunt is older, boy!

Her pussy has stopped dripping blood-she can’t give birth anymore!

Your seed would be wasted inside her!” He wiped tears from his eyes, his voice barely coherent between gasps.

“HAHAHA-Dexter, you’re hilarious!” The second Mitt said it-menopause-my brain just glitched out.

No more kids.

No risks.

Just Kerry’s used-up, well-fucked cunt there, practically begging for me to fill her up, fuck her stupid, own her.

Honestly, the idea alone made my cock jerk hard enough it hurt, sticky already dripping pre-cum.

Fuck, I was like a beast.

I could cream her, wreck her, leave her dripping with my cum, and not give half a shit about if she can’t walk straight for days.

And there she was-Kerry-eyes all soft and worried, her voice bleeding worry.

“Dexter, my pussy’s off-limits.

This is about you.

Your future.” She had her fingers kind of dancing near my leg, teasing almost, close enough that I caught that wild, earthy smell-sweat, heat, skin, all tangled up in the air between us.

Her breath snagged, and she bit at her lip, mouth parted just so.

I caught a flash of wetness on her tongue.

She goes, “Should I…

use my saliva like before?

To help you calm down?” Hell no.

Screw the spit, screw her little detours.

I wanted her cunt.

Nothing else would cut it.

I shook my head, and my voice was deep and hoarse, and my cock ached like a mother-of-pearl.

“Aunt…

back in the day, my cock was hurting, so yeah, I needed your saliva to soothe it.” I moved my eyes down her body, slowly, slowly, as though I were already taking off her clothes.

“But right now?” My lips were curled in a smirk, my fingers were twitching, wanting to reach her, to possess her.

“It’s not hurting.

It’s just fucking hard.” My cock throbbed one more time, rubbing against her stomach.

I was able to sense her breath becoming stuck, her body betraying her even before she could object to it.

Kerry had lowered her voice to a whisper, her breath was warm, and her body was tense.

“So…

what should we do, Dexter?” That’s when I did it.

I activated my Pervert Eyes-and what I saw nearly made me come on the spot.

Her body was lit up like a fucking treasure map with those shiny red translucent dots.

200 points on each of her tits-double what they were before.

Her nipples?

400 fucking points each, hard and begging to be sucked, bitten, tormented.

Her lips?

200 points, swollen and parted, just begging to be stuffed with my cock.

Even her armpits-100 points each-were glowing, the scent of her sweat making my mouth water.

And her navel?

100 points, a little fucking dimple just asking for my tongue, my fingers, my cum.

I couldn’t see her pussy or her asshole yet, but if the pattern held?

800 for that used, sloppy cunt and 1000 for her tight, stretched asshole.

Double.

Double the points.

Double the fucking pleasure.

My mind reeled.

This wasn’t just the system refreshing.

No, because I hadn’t even touched her armpits or her navel before, and yet they had doubled too.

There was only one thing that had changed.

Mitt.

That, oblivious fuck right beside us.

My gaze flicked to the system’s name-Pervert Debauchery System-and the pieces fell into place with a clarity that made my head spin.

Double points when I touch her in front of her man.

The system wasn’t merely rewarding me for touching Kerry-it was rewarding me for desecrating her under his nose, for making his woman a source of gratification and gain right before his eyes.

The epiphany sent a new wave of desire surging through me, my cock pounding so hard it hurt.

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