and the softness and heat of her skin, obviously got to me. It had been awhile since we’d had sex, since that quickie during the first night of traveling, and I was feeling the effects of not busting a nut for a couple of days. But since we had no privacy, I gave it no mind.

Then I felt her hand reach behind her and start massaging my crotch.

I put my hand on hers to stop her.

She turned around so she was facing me head-on. “What is wrong?”

I half-smiled, half-frowned like she was crazy. “We’re not alone,” I whispered.

She just frowned, no half-smile to be seen. “So?”

“So we can’t do anything right now.”

“Why not?”

I chuckled. “I didn’t know you were so kinky.”

“…kinky?”

“Uhhh… that you like unusual things during sex.”

“Like what?”

“Like being tied up or being spanked.”

“What is ‘spanked’?”

“Later,” I whispered. I didn’t want to get into explaining BDSM at the moment. “We can’t have sex right now.”

“Why not?” she persisted.

“They’re right there!” I whispered, gesturing over her body.

“So?”

“So?!” I asked in bewildered exasperation. “They’ll see!”

“So?”

I couldn’t believe I was having this conversation.

“Did you have sex with Tarum in front of everybody else?!”

“Yes,” she said, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“…oh,” I said, taken aback.

I guess when you lived in a cave with a bunch of other people and you wanted to get it on, you weren’t always able to do it in private.

“And they did it with their men in front of me,” she said softly, then smiled. “I liked watching. They will like watching us.”

Holy fuck…

My cock was getting even harder.

She took my hand and guided it down between her thighs, down under her skirt made of furs.

My fingers touched her lips.

She was soaking wet.

“I want you,” she whispered.

I swallowed hard.

Her hand reached up underneath my jacket and down inside my pants, where she found my cock. She began to stroke me.

“Please,” she begged. “Please fuck me.”

Oh my god…

If she wasn’t embarrassed, and nobody else thought it was strange, then was I really going to put up a fight?

I mean… when in Rome, right?

I sat up a bit and looked over her body.

The other three women were all lying motionless, their bodies backlit by the firelight coming in through the entrance of the cave not blocked by the firs.

Maybe they were asleep.

I lay back down and looked at Lelia. “If we’re quiet.”

She grinned wide. “I will try.”

I kissed her, and she opened her mouth to my tongue.

As she continued to stroke me, I undid the ties crisscrossing her torso, and her furs came loose. Her gorgeous, full breasts spilled out. I couldn’t see them in the shadows, but I could feel them, soft and heavy in my hand.

I leaned down and found the hard peak of one nipple. I licked it, then took it into my mouth and began to suck.

She gasped in pleasure, and frantically started pulling off my clothes.

The air was cold, but her body was blazing hot. I pressed against her naked skin as she opened her legs to me. I took my cock in my hand and guided it between her legs… and slowly eased inside her.

She gripped my back tightly, breathing heavily as I entered her all the way. Then I began to move, rocking my hips back and forth.

We kissed frantically. I tried to keep as quiet as possible, but there was the wet slap slap slap of my crotch against hers as I slipped in and out.

Suddenly I heard a sound behind us.

I looked behind me.

Two of the other elf women – Mazaria and Hala – were looking at us. The only one who wasn’t was Oona.

I couldn’t see much in the dim light filtering in from the fire, but I could see enough.

One woman’s breasts were bare, and she was clutching them with one hand as she watched, rubbing her nipples and pinching them between her forefinger and thumb.

The other woman’s hand was down between her bare thighs, and her hand was moving frantically in the shadows.

Apparently Lelia wasn’t the only kinky one in her tribe.

And it was making me even harder and hornier knowing that we were being watched… and that two very attractive women were pleasuring themselves as they watched me fuck Lelia.

“Don’t stop,” Lelia begged in a whisper. “Don’t – oh!”

I began fucking her again, our bodies slapping together as I plunged deep inside her.

Lelia suddenly rolled me over onto my back and straddled me. Her furs, which had only been loosely hanging onto her body, fell away, revealing the beautiful silhouettes of her breasts dangling in front of my face.

As she grinded against me, her face upturned in pleasure, I leaned up and sucked on one of her nipples.

As I did, I looked towards the front of the cave…

…and saw the two women still staring at us, both their hands now moving furiously between their thighs.

Oona had to be awake – not unless she was the heaviest sleeper in the world – but she was obviously doing her best to ignore the debauchery going on six feet away.

Lelia tried to keep quiet, but her muffled cries of pleasure came out as tiny little ee ee ee’s from her mouth. I put my hand over her mouth to further stifle her moans, but that just turned her on more. She started bobbing her hips up and down on me, lifting up on my shaft and then slamming back down with a loud slap! slap! slap!

I was very well aware that the two women at the front of the cave probably had a very hardcore view of what was going on – basically a full-on shot of Lelia’s pussy slamming down on my rock-hard cock.

Stone-Age porn, if you will.

They didn’t seem to mind at all. In fact, they were totally enjoying it.

And unlike Lelia, they weren’t keeping quiet.

One of them came first.

She suddenly moaned in pleasure, and her sounds filled the cave.

“Unhhhh – unnnnhhhh – UNNNNHHH – ”

That set off both the other woman and Lelia

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