40,000 B.C.

Literotic asexstories – 40,000 B.C. by regularguy13,regularguy13 Everyone having sex is over 18. This story contains incest.

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“You’re our leader now,” Jugs, a forty-something Neanderthal woman, said to Gar.

She left her leggings in place and removed the hides that served as a top and a skirt. Since underwear hadn’t been invented yet, the stocky woman exposed her hairy sex, plump ass, and enormous breasts.

Gar’s sister, Lasa, looked at him defiantly and said, “I do not recognize you as the clan leader. What have you ever done? There is no clan. There are only three of us.”

She stomped her feet and marched off.

Jugs said, “I’ll talk to her. She’ll come around.”

The middle-aged woman placed the hides on the ground and knelt on them. She got on her hands and knees and presented her butt to the twenty-one-year-old halfbreed.

“I am yours,” the short, stocky woman said.

She spread her knees so he could see and have better access to her vagina. She licked her hand, wet her sex, and remained in that position with her head high and facing forward.

The leader of the clan had absolute authority over all members. It was a true king-peasant relationship. A male member of the tribe would bend the knee and bow his head to show submission. A woman was expected to offer herself up.

The leader could have any woman at any time. He could also give them to whomever he pleased.

Even though Gar was the leader by default, as the only living male, Jugs accorded him his right.

“Sweet!” Gar thought. “I haven’t been laid in months.”

He was experiencing a dry spell because he was the youngest and lowest-ranked adult male in his tribe. He participated in hunts but never shined.

Ogg was the tribe’s best tracker. Kel was a fast runner, and he knew no fear. He usually was the first to confront their prey. He would wound or corral the animal, making it easy for the other hunters to kill it.

Drark was the leader of Gar’s clan, and, as such, fucked a woman every day. Usually, he laid with Jugs, Tay, or Lasa. These dark-haired beauties typified the women of their era. They had strong bony ridges above their eyes, plump lips, and broad noses to go with their short, stocky bodies.

Jugs had the biggest breasts. Lasa was younger, firmer, and Drark hoped, fertile. He wanted to sire a son to succeed him. Tay was a good fuck.

Gar had no personal knowledge concerning Tay. He’d never had sex with her. The other guys said that she had a tight hole and was enthusiastic.

Drark took whomever he wanted and gave the leftovers to his best fighters and hunters. That wasn’t Gar. He was not given any of the attractive women. Sometimes when he was drunk, the leader permitted him to lay with Bee. She was the clan’s oldest woman.

Bee was in her late fifties or sixties. No one, not even Bee, knew how old she was. She was a grandmother many times over, and her body showed how time can ravage a woman’s body.

Gar had sex with her because pussy is pussy. His grandmother was a kind woman and taught him how to be a gentle, compassionate lover.

Gar removed the furs and hides from his body and knelt behind Jugs. He caressed her big round ass and smiled. He wet the crown of his dick and placed it at her opening.

“Ohh,” they groaned as he thrust the tip of his dick inside her.

He’d been inside her before. Not that he remembered. You see, she was his mother, and his body had passed through the channel he was about to fill.

Tonight was the first time they would fornicate.

Neither was skeeved by the incestuous nature of the act they were committing. Their consciences were clear. They had no concerns or qualms about a son having sex with his mother and vice versa.

This was a different time.

God had not yet made his wishes known on this subject, and there was no science. No one had studied the matter and concluded that blood relatives should not make babies.

Incestuous sex was difficult to avoid because people lived in small groups. There weren’t that many unrelated people in the clan, and sex was one of the few pleasurable acts available to early humans.

Not only was it fun, but procreation was necessary to keep up their numbers. Animal attacks, diseases, and accidents took a heavy toll. Earlier today, Jug’s clan lost ninety percent of her group in a few seconds.

Gar was a caveman but not a barbarian. He pushed his dick into his mother slowly. He only gave her the tip. He planned to give her vagina time to lubricate.

He slipped the head in and out of her lower lips a few times and thought, “She’s so warm. This feels good. I can hardly wait until I bury my dick inside her. It’ll be great.”

“Ahh,” he groaned.

“NO!” he shouted when he felt his balls boil. He shot his load on her ass.

His mother turned, looked at him, and said, “Really? It hasn’t even been one minute. I’m not going to get pregnant by you splattering your seed on my bum.”

He sighed, hung his head, and said, “It’s been a long time since I was with a woman.”

“Drark was a bastard,” Jugs said. “He got a perverse thrill denying you a poke.”

She wiped his cum off her and cleaned her hand on some long grass. She sat on her heels, faced her son, and grabbed his dick. She squeezed and stroked it.

Gar was embarrassed. He couldn’t look her in the eye, so he looked elsewhere. His gaze drifted to her tits. She had gigantic boobs. That’s when his dick began to harden.

“I knew it wouldn’t be long before a young buck like you had a second erection,” Jugs said. She spat on his cock and beat it.

“Oh,” he murmured, enjoying her touch. He stared at her boobs and her nipples and thought, “Those are mighty fine breasts, and look at the size of her nipples!”

“Oh! Oh, no!” he cried out as cum spurted out his pee-hole.

“Sorry, son. I didn’t expect that to get you off. You need to fix your hair trigger.”

He exhaled loudly and said, “Mom, it’s been months since I’ve been with someone. I’m so horny that I bet I have more cum than blood inside me. I’ll get this right. Let me rest and snuggle with you.”

They lay together. He spooned her. He closed his eyes and napped. When he woke, he found an erection pressing against his mother’s bare ass.

Jugs pressed her bum against his cock, chuckled, and said, “It feels like that rest did you some good.”

“It did,” he agreed.

He grabbed his erection and slipped a third inside her vagina. As she lubricated, he gave her more of his cock. He kept his strokes gentle to bring her along since they had foregone foreplay.

Gar reached for his mother’s breasts and squeezed and caressed them the way his first lover, her mother, had taught him. He found her stiff nipples and pinched them.

“Ahh. Ohh,” she moaned.

She rocked her hips into him, claiming all of his cock.

He nuzzled her neck and breathed her scent as he fondled her large saggy breasts and pierced her warm welcoming vagina with long, deep strokes. He fucked her a respectable time before he cried out and climaxed.

He stuck his dick deep inside her and sighed.

She moved her hips, clamped down on his penis, and milked the cum out of his penis.

“That was better,” she said. “You were gentle. I look forward to giving you many strong children.”

“Thank you,” he said. He lay on his back and rested.

“Do you desire another poke?”

“Yes. I think I’m hitting my stride. Bring me your breasts.”

She crawled to him and hung her soft orbs in his face.

He smiled and played with her boobs for fifteen minutes. He sucked on her nipples and tasted her milk.

Raising children was a group effort. Any mother would nurse any hungry baby, so most of the adult women in the clan lactated.

“Mmmm,” she cooed. “That feels nice.”

She playfully slapped him with her heavy mammaries.

They laughed.

Gar developed another erection.

Jugs saw it, straddled him, and impaled herself on his steely cock. She rode him for her pleasure, confident that he was enjoying her tits and her juicy vagina.

Gar sat up and peppered her breasts with kisses. He kissed her neck, cheeks, and lips.

While they kissed, Jugs ground her clit into his pubis bone and orgasmed.

“Oh! Ohhhh!” she yelled.

Gar felt her pussy pulsate and shot a load into her womb.

She collapsed on top of him.

They rested, cleaned up, and, by desire and necessity, snuggled together for warmth. Gar draped his hides over them, and they went to sleep.

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Gar did not sleep well. In a dream, he relived the catastrophe that befell his clan.

He saw thirty people in a line marching along a hillside path. These were his people. They were nomadic people who followed the herds of deer because they were their chief source of food. With winter nearly upon them, the deer headed to the lands near the coast where they could find food. The early humans followed.

Drark, their leader, was in front. Gar, the youngest adult male, was last. Five other men, ten adult females, and thirteen children made up the line.

They heard a faint rumbling sound. It was a low-pitched grumble.

They paid it no heed because it wasn’t a sound a predator made.

The sound intensified. Suddenly, the hillside, undermined by heavy rains, broke free. Dirt, rocks, boulders, trees, and vegetation slid down the hill, taking everything in its path, including twenty-seven people.

“Ahhh!” the group screamed.

Gar grabbed the two women walking side-by-side in front of him. He pulled Jugs and Lasa to safety. They fell backward and watched in horror as everyone they knew was swept away.

The landslide continued for what seemed like forever, dumping tons of dirt and debris on their extended family.

When it ended, there was an eerie silence.

Gar looked at the women and asked, “Are you okay?”

“Yes. You saved me,” Lasa said. Her eyes were wide. She was scared. Her body trembled.

Jugs was in shock too. Her heart was pounding, and she was breathing rapidly. “Thank you, Son. You saved us.”

The twenty-one-year-old looked down at the pile of rubble fifty yards away in a ravine and said, “I should go and see if anyone survived.”

Jugs put her hand on his arm and said, “No one could survive that. The sun will disappear soon. We need to find a safe place to stay.”

Gar nodded. He knew she spoke the truth.

The prehistoric world in which they lived was harsh and unforgiving. The infant mortality rate was fifty percent. Eighty percent of those who lived to see their twentieth birthday were dead by forty.

They walked away. They found a suitable place to spend the night. They used tree limbs and branches to build a shelter. It would give them some protection from predators.

Gar used the striker stone to start a small fire at the entrance of their temporary structure.

“Here,” his mother said as she handed her grown children some food she had.

They ate in silence.

Afterward, Jugs offered Gar her body. He took her.

Lasa pretended not to notice that people were fornicating a few feet away from her. It was a skill she had developed. Some of the caves she had lived in were small. This wasn’t the first time, clan members fucked near her as she tried to sleep.

These cave dwellers were not animals. Having sex around other adults was permissible. It was not allowed around children because the actions and grunting scared the little ones.

In his dream, Gar climaxed as he fucked his mother doggie style. In real life, he also climaxed. He pressed his erection into his mother’s soft bottom and shot his cum on her skirt.

That woke both of them.

“Are you all right?” his mother asked. She touched the wet spot on her animal skin and, by the smell and consistency of the fluid, instantly knew it was semen.

She said, “You can have me anytime you want. You don’t have to rub one out like a teenager.”

His face turned red, and he explained, “I had a dream. I was taking you from behind as I did earlier. I woke to find my cock spewing my seed on you. Sorry.”

She smiled and said, “I’m inhabiting your dreams now. Good.”

He gave her an ‘aw shucks’ grin.

“How sweet!” Lasa said sarcastically. “You lovebirds woke me. I can’t go back to sleep because I need to pee.”

“Gar, come outside with us,” his mother asked, “and watch over us. I need to pee too.”

Gar carried a lit stick he got from the fire and went out into the woods with his mother and sister.

The women hitched up their lower clothes and squatted in front of him.

Modesty was not a virtue cave people could afford.

Gar turned away.

Jugs giggled and said, “You aren’t a watcher? Drark enjoyed seeing me pee. For him it was foreplay. He’d watch, get excited, and take me roughly while my lips were wet with urine.”

“Lasa, did he do the same to you?” Jugs asked.

“He was always rough. I didn’t like Drark,” the daughter said as she pushed fluid out of her body.

“Me neither, but women don’t get a choice. If we don’t fuck and bear children, we are banished from the clan. A woman alone does not survive long.”

Gar fished out his dick and peed in front of the women as they dripped dried. When he finished, he put his penis away, and the family returned to their temporary shelter.

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Gar woke the next morning. He was alone. He went outside of their lean-to, saw his mother, and said, “Good morning.”

“Good morning. Come. I have berries for you.”

He went to her, ate the fruit, and asked, “Where’s Lasa?”

“She’s picking berries. We found a spot with a plentiful supply.”

“Do you know of another path to get us where we want to go?” Gar asked.

“I have always traveled on the path where our people were killed,” Jugs answered. “We could go back and hope to find another path on the other side of the mountain.”

“That would take a long time, and time is not on our side. Winter is coming.”

“Yes. Shall we go up and around the landslide?”

“I think that’s our best choice.”

“Yes, leader,” she said. “Do you need a poke before we start?”

He blushed and said, “If you don’t mind.”

She looked at him with concern and said, “You’re polite, considerate, a gentle lover, and willing to hear my opinion. Those are good traits in a man. I hope you remain that way when you lay with me, but don’t behave that way around the clan members.”

“What clan members?” Gar joked.

“You will gather people,” she answered.

“If you behave that way, others will think you are weak,” she said. “You’re the leader. You don’t ask permission. You give orders and strike people who are slow to follow them.

“You need to be brave and strong, and more importantly, appear to be strong, so others will respect and follow you. You must inspire confidence, loyalty, and fear to be a good leader.

“Having people fear you might not be your first instinct, but that is necessary. If you are not our leader, we will get another moke like Drark.”

She leaned over a fallen tree, flipped up her leather skirt, and showed him her bare ass. Jugs smiled and said, “Take me. I figured you wouldn’t pass up my big round ass.”

She laughed and added, “Men rarely do.”

Gar removed his garments. His hard dick jutted out with a slight upward tilt.

She spat on her hand, rubbed her pussy, and said, “Son, I’m ready.”

He entered her like he did last time, gently. In the beginning, his thrusts were shallow and slow. As her pussy grew wet, he became more forceful. In the end, each was gasping for air as he plowed into her.

“Ohhh,” she moaned.

“Ahhh!” he cried out as he climaxed.

“AHHHH!” Lasa screamed. It was a blood-curdling cry that could only mean one thing: she was in trouble.

Gar grabbed his spear and ran toward the sound. He left in such a hurry that he was naked.

He found his sister cowering in a berry patch. She was trembling and crying and staring at a large bear.

Gar raised his arms to look as big as possible. He yelled, “Try not to look afraid, sister. I’ll come and get you.”

He moved slowly toward his sister. The bear watched him.

“He’s trying to figure out what we are. We are not his usual prey. He’s here for the berries. Don’t act like prey. Don’t turn and run. Bears are faster than us.”

Gar reached his sister and used one arm to pull her upright and against his body. He said, “You’re okay. I’ve got you. We are going to walk away slowly. Continue to face the bear. We want to look as big as possible so he doesn’t pick a fight with us.

“You’re doing good.”

The two of them slowly moved away from the bear. It snarled and growled at them, but it didn’t attack them.

They reached their mother. Gar wrapped his other arm around her, and the three of them slowly backed away.

The bear watched them leave, went to the berry patch, and ate.

“Remain calm,” Gar said as he led his family away.

When they were out of sight of the large bear, Gar said, “We’re safe.”

Jugs and Lasa cried and hugged Gar. He let them bawl and held them tightly to him.

Eventually, the women calmed down.

“Thank you,” Lasa said. “I thought I was going to die!”

“Bears are big and scary,” Gar said. “You don’t want to get them riled up. They can easily kill us, but they don’t hunt us. They eat more plants than meat. They like fruits and berries and nuts and roots.

“They’re lazy and eat whatever is easy. They eat insects and dead animals. They’ll eat a deer, but catching one is hard work, and there is usually an easier meal to be had.”

“How do you know so much?” Lasa asked.

“I observe, and I listen to the other hunters.”

“See,” Jugs said. “Gar is smart, knowledgeable, and brave. Everything you should want in a leader.”

“Thank you, brother, for saving me. I was being foolish and pigheaded the other day. You do have the skills and knowledge to be a leader. May I be a member of your clan?”

“Yes.”

She removed her top and showed him her cone-shaped breasts and said, “I will submit to you. Could we have sex in a position other than face-to-face?”

Gar almost said yes, but he thought about what his mother had told him. He didn’t want to look weak. He asked himself, “What would Drark say?” and he said, “No. I am the leader. I decide.”

Lasa nodded; the siblings stripped, and their mother made herself scarce.

Gar placed a hide on the ground and said, “Lay on your back.”

His sister did.

He casually stroked his cock and looked at her body. She wasn’t barrel-chested and stocky like their mother. She, like him, was a half-breed: half Neanderthal and half modern human.

Homo sapiens tend to be taller and slimmer and have longer limbs than Neanderthals. They weren’t as strong. Their bones were less dense. Their faces were flatter and less bony, and they didn’t have the large, broad noses of the other species.

Neanderthals had bigger brains. However, a homo sapien’s brain was wired differently and worked differently, and this change made them more intelligent.

Lasa, like Gar, took after their father. She was tall for a cavewoman and had a slimmer build. She had a thinner butt and thighs and much smaller breasts than her mother.

Her face was elongated and flatter. Her nose wasn’t as wide as their mother, and her brow ridge was less pronounced.

Gar knelt between her legs. He parted her black pubes and rubbed his dick up and down against her slit. He said, “Sister, you’re dry. I don’t want to hurt you. I’ll get you ready for penetration.”

He put his head in her crotch and licked her gash.

“Ohhh!” she sighed. “No one’s done that to me before.”

He settled in, sat on his heels, and licked her pussy. He explored her sex with his tongue. He sucked on her soft lips, dug into her hole, and brought out her nectar. He found the hard bump that his grandmother loved him to rub and assaulted it with the tip of his tongue.

“Ohhh! Oh, Sacred Mother!” she screamed. Her body convulsed, and she felt pleasure she’d never known existed.

She moaned and pushed her crotch into his face. She didn’t want it to end, so she tried to maintain contact with him.

Her brother pulled away and smiled because he knew he had made her happy. He quickly mounted her. His cock glided into her slick vagina.

He fucked her as his grandmother had taught him with long slow strokes that brought pleasure to both parties. This was possible because she was well-lubricated.

“Oh. Oh. Oh.” His sister moaned constantly.

Gar took advantage of her guard being down and kissed her lips. The girl who had objected and thought face-to-face sex with her brother was too intimate responded and kissed him back.

Gar pulled his cock out of her. She groaned in protest. He brought his head to her breasts. He kissed her boobs and sucked on her nipples.

“Oh,” she cooed and appeared somewhat modified.

Her breasts intrigued him. They were small, soft, and cone-shaped. He marveled, “I can take her whole boob into my mouth! This is cool!” He swallowed it again and tongued her stiff nipple.

She squirmed under him and whined, “Put your cock back inside me!”

“Okay. You ride me. I want to play with your tits.”

“Those little things? Okay.”

They rearranged themselves.

Lasa rode his cock. She made it touch her how and where she wanted. Gar enjoyed her tight pussy. He used his free hands to play with her body. When he wasn’t grabbing her little ass, he was squeezing her boobs and sucking on her oversized pink nipples.

“I’ve never had sex this long,” Lasa said and giggled. “If my lovers had been this good, I’d have begged to be fucked every day instead of hiding and praying the men would leave me alone.”

She resumed riding him and again focused on her pleasure.

“Ohhh,” she moaned.

Gar’s pleasure came naturally. His dick was in a happy, horny woman.

“Ohhhh!” she moaned as she climaxed. It was a term she didn’t know. It was an event she’d never experienced until a few minutes ago when her brother performed oral sex on her.

Gar was happy to take his bliss. He groaned and shot his load into his sister.

She collapsed on him. He embraced her. They rested and enjoyed the fiery pleasure that surged through their bodies.

“That was wonderful,” she said. “Why don’t other men do it that way? They jam their cocks inside me, hurting me, and compound it by sawing in and out, further injuring my tender flesh.”

“They don’t know any better,” Gar said. “They’re only concerned with their pleasure. They didn’t have a patient grandmother to show them a better way.

“Sex is better when the woman is wet and when she enjoys it,” Gar said.

“AMEN!”

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Gar, Jugs, and Lasa climbed the mountain and headed West. When they came to the spot where the landslide started, they paused to remember their comrades.

They didn’t linger long. Death was a regular occurrence in their world. Dwelling on it did no good. The gods do not care what humans think.

Hard work gave them calluses on their hands. A cruel world hardened their hearts.

They trudged through the woods.

“Stop,” Gar whispered. “I hear something.”

The women obeyed.

The young man looked around. He’d heard a twig snap. He needed to determine if they were in danger. He gripped his spear with both hands and wondered, “What is it?”

He saw movement off to the left. He raised his spear, sprinted toward it, and gave his scariest yell.

A high-pitched voice screamed in terror in response.

Gar followed it and saw two children. The younger, a six-year-old girl, was shaking and was terrified. In front of her stood her nine-year-old brother. He held a bent stick with sinew attached. A small sharp projectile was pointed at Gar.

The boy tried to look brave. His lower lip trembled as he said, “Stop or I’ll shoot.!”

Gar lowered his spear and said, “I’m not going to harm you.”

He turned to his companions and announced, “It’s two children.”

He focused on the kids and asked, “Where are your people?”

The boy said, “Warriors attacked. I did what our parents taught us. I grabbed my sister, and we hid in the woods. We are supposed to wait for our parents.”

The women had come forward and heard everything. Jugs asked, “How long have you been hiding?”

“Two days.”

She reached into her pouch and gave the children food.

They ate the berries and root vegetables ravenously.

Gar turned toward his mother and said, “These two will slow us down. Let’s go.”

“No. We can’t leave them here. They will die. I’ve seen too much death recently.”

The little girl said, in a soft voice, “We don’t eat much.”

Her words touched Jugs. Her eyes misted. She looked at the boy and asked, “Do you know where your clan was camped?”

“Yes. It’s not far.”

“Son, let’s take them to their camp. If they are good people, we can join them.”

“Or they could join us,” Gar said.

“I am called, Jugs,” Jugs said. “This is my son, Gar, and my daughter, Lasa. What are your names?”

The boy was named Zep. His younger sister was called Leet.

Gar looked at the boy and said, “Zep, take us to where your people were attacked.”

Zep held his sister’s hand and walked further up the mountain. The little girl struggled.

Jugs could see that her son was becoming annoyed. She walked beside the girl and said, “Darling, you know the woods can be a dangerous place. We need to travel faster. May I carry you?”

Leet nodded.

Jugs scooped up the wisp of a girl, and the group traveled faster.

Gar looked at the boy and asked, “What’s that thing you were pointing at me?”

“That was an arrow,’ he said. He held up the bent stick and said, “This is a bow. When I pull back on the sinew, the stick bends. When I release the sinew, the bow snaps back to its original shape and propels my arrow forward.

“Let me show you.”

The boy shot an arrow into a tree ten yards away. It struck it and embedded itself in the wood.

“Wow!” Gar said. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“It’s great. My father has a larger bow, and he can shoot arrows further than a man can throw a spear. It’s good for hunting.”

“I can see why. If you don’t have to get right up on your prey, you won’t spook them.”

The woods thinned. They could see a clearing where the children’s people had camped. It looked as Gar had imagined it would. There was disarray: blood, dead bodies, and looted possessions.

Jugs grabbed Zep and said, “I need you to stay here and protect us women while Gar checks out the camp.”

Gar stepped out of the woods, gripping his spear. He walked among the dead and the debris. He heard a woman say, “Be strong, husband.”

Gar followed her voice and found a woman sitting cross-legged on the ground. She was crying and cradling a man’s head. The man was badly wounded.

The injured man coughed and spat blood out of his mouth. That caused the women to wail.

Gar looked around and saw no one else. He approached the woman.

She saw him and said angrily, “Are you back to finish the job? My man is mortally wounded.”

She pulled her top off, bared her breasts, and said, “My children are dead. My husband will soon die. Stab me in the heart with your spear and put me out of my misery.”

Gar was impressed with her bravery. She spoke resolutely. The light-haired woman appeared to be a little older than Gar. Mid-twenties he guessed. A half-breed. Her ample breasts were firm and high on her chest. The nipples were a pinkish brown.

Gar kept his distance and said, “I did not attack your people. I am passing through this land, traveling to my winter place. What were the names of your children?”

The women looked at him wearily before answering. She said, “Zep and Leet.”

“You’re children are alive. I found them in the woods.”

Suddenly, her demeanor changed, and she asked hopefully, “Are they okay?”

“Yes. They are unharmed.”

Her husband gave one last gasp. Gar and the woman had heard a death rattle before. They knew the man was dead.

“Mourn the loss of your partner,” Gar said, “and I’ll take you to your children. They shouldn’t see their father like this.”

She nodded. She took a moment. She looked at her man, kissed him on the cheek, and caressed his bearded face. She stood, covered her bosom, and said, “Please, take me to my children.”

He did.

When the children saw their mother, they ran to her. She got on her knees, hugged them, and cried.

“Why are you crying, Mommy?” Leet asked.

“Because I’m happy to see you.”

“Where’s Dad?” Zep asked.

“He died fighting the invaders so we could live.”

“What are we going to do now?” the towhead little boy asked.

“We carry on.”

“Alone?” the girl asked.

The blonde woman looked at Gar and said, “Sir, we are alone in this treacherous world. I beg you, for my children’s sake, allow us to join your clan.”

She prostrated her body on the ground at Gar’s feet.

Jugs gave her son a look that said, ‘You must.”

“Rise,” Gar said. “I will grant you your wish. I will fight to protect you and your kin. Know that our clan was decimated by a landslide. My mother, sister, and I are the only ones left.

“You are welcome to join us, but if you commit, you cannot decide later to leave. My protection comes at a cost, and that is fidelity. You and your children are mine until I release you from your oath.

“What will it be, woman?”

“I submit,” she said, and she began to remove her skirt.

“Stop,” Gar said. “I accept your word. We can complete the compact later after you grieve the loss of your husband and clan.”

“Good sir, I suspect I will mourn them forever.”

“The sun will not set for hours,” Jugs said. “Perhaps we should leave this place. The marauders might return, and winter is coming.”

“Yes,” Gar said. “We have many miles to travel, and I’d like to be rid of this place where so much evil was consummated. Tonight, after our meal, we can complete our transaction.”

The woman nodded.

“Lady, what is your name?” Gar asked.

“I am called Leer.”

“I am Gar,” the tall young man said. He introduced her to his mother and sister.

Leer bowed to her new leader. She looked at his mother and sister and smiled. Her eyes fell on the older woman’s heavy chest, and she asked, “Is your name really Jugs?”

Gar’s mother laughed. She shook her shoulders, causing her bosom to bounce and quake, and said, “My mother named me, Juju. When I was pregnant with my firstborn, my breasts became enormous and have remained large.

“Everyone started to call me Jugs, and the name has stuck. No one has called me by my birth name for twenty years.”

“Mom, I never knew,” her son said. His face turned red as he spoke. “I wasn’t making fun of you and your breasts. I thought Jugs was your name. It is all I’ve ever heard anyone call you.”

“It’s all right, son. If it bothered me, I would have mentioned it.”

She cupped her breasts and said, “I have jugs. It’s okay to call me Jugs.”

Gar was relieved his mother was a good sport. He looked around and saw hides and other things they could use strewn on the ground. He said, “Before we leave, we should gather anything of value.”

The group gathered hides, containers, fire starters, and tools. Zep found his father’s bow and arrows. Gar fashioned a simple sled that he could drag along the ground to carry the items.

Gar put Leet on the sled, and the small group followed the path to the West.

“Leer, where does this path lead?” Gar asked.

“There are valleys and fields on the other side of the mountain. My clan learned the location of an out-of-the-way valley. I can show you how to get there.

“The spot we winter in has a clear stream that provides sweet water. The woods have small game, berries, and good roots. The deer like the meadow and usually are plentiful.”

“That sounds like a nice place,” Lasa said. “I like the fact that it’s remote.”

“Yes,” Gar said. “We will go there. If it is safe, we shall live there.”

Before the sun went down, they made camp. Gar started a fire. The women and children scavenged for food. They found edible roots. Jugs cooked them in a pot with water and spices over the fire.

Everyone ate.

Leer gathered her kids, brought them to Jugs, and asked, “Would you watch my children while I pay homage to Gar.”

“Gladly,” Jugs said brightly. “They’re in luck. I have lots of bedtime stories to share.”

Jugs, Lasa, and the kids settled by the fire. Jugs covered the little ones with a hide and said, “Once upon a time, there was a squirrel named Elvis…”

Leer mouthed, “Thank you” and went to Gar. He was just over the rise of a small hill. She found him sitting by a small fire, looking at the stars.

She sat beside him and gazed silently at the heavens.

“What do you think the lights in the sky are?” Gar asked.

“I don’t know. Some say they are the souls of brave warriors or offspring of the sun and moon.”

“Hmmm,” Gar grunted. “Those are plausible explanations. My grandmother said some giants had a quarrel with the moon, and they threw stones at it, poking holes in the sky. The great light that illuminates the sun and the moon comes through those holes.”

“Interesting,” Leer said.

Gar looked at her and said, “You are a beautiful woman.”

The moonlight allowed him to see her make a face. She scoffed at the idea and said, “I’m an ordinary woman.”

She took his remark as a cue that he wanted to have sex with her, and she removed her top. She draped it over her shoulders for warmth. Her breasts were exposed. She looked at them. Her nipples were very hard.

She said, “I’m an ordinary woman with the usual bits. I have lumps on my chest and a slit between my legs.

“I hope that’s all you’re interested in,” she said apprehensively. “One leader used to put his cock in my butt. It hurt. I would be in pain for days.”

“I won’t do that to you,” Gar said. “We don’t have to have sex tonight. You lost your husband. We’ve each lost many members of our clan. These are trying times!”

“The gods are always testing us,” she said.

She undressed completely and lay beside him on a skin. The chill in the air gave her goosebumps and made her nipples tall and pointy. She had a lovely body. She was very white in the areas her hides covered and very tanned in the other areas.

She said, “I’m glad to make official my allegiance to you. Am I a horrible person if I admit that I want to have sex with you because I hope for a second that I’ll forget the horror my children and I have recently experienced?”

He shook his head no.

“The dying man you saw me with was not the father of my children,” Leer said. “He was my third mate since the father of my children passed away. Four good men died in six years. That’s a lot.”

She laughed self-consciously and added, “Are you sure you want to bed me? My lovers have a short shelf life.”

Gar laughed and removed his coverings.

Leer looked at his hard cock. It was a little bigger than her last husband’s penis.

In her mind, she said, “Thank you, the mother of all things. He doesn’t have a tiny dick or a giant one. I can handle one that size. Let’s hope he spoke the truth when he said he has a normal man’s appetite and he doesn’t shove his thing up my ass.”

Gar lay beside her. His cock pressed against her thigh. He caressed her body. His hand touched her neck, her pert breasts, her firm belly, and the soft curls above her sex.

“I’ve not seen a woman with light-colored hair between her legs,” he said.

“It’s the way the mother made me.”

“It’s pretty. I like it,” he said.

He brought his head to her crotch as he stroked the blonde curls. While he was there, he examined her opening. She had a neat gash behind her pubic hair.

“Oh,” she moaned softly as he gently caressed her sex.

He smiled. He was happy that he’d pleased her. He did the thing his first lover taught him. He licked her vulva with a broad tongue.

“OH!” she gushed.

He tongued her quim, found her bean, and focused on that.

“Oh. OH! Ohhhhh,” she moaned. “No one’s ever done that to me before.”

“Do you like it?”

“Like it? I love it! Where’d you learn that?”

“When I came of age, the leader of the clan forbade me to be with any of the women capable of birthing children. The only person I could have sex with was the oldest woman in our clan.

“She was kind and patient. She insisted I be a gentle lover and learn how to please a woman.”

He resumed pleasuring her with his tongue. He flicked his tongue against her clit and did so for a long time.

She resumed moaning. Her sex grew wet.

Gar pulled off and said, “Grandmother loved it as much as you do when I went down on her.”

He slid up her body and kissed her lips. He grabbed his cock and slipped the head inside his new follower.

Leer kissed him passionately, grabbed his ass, and pulled, forcing his penis inside her. He got the hint and drove into the blonde.

He was hard; she was lubricated. His cock bottomed out.

“Ohhhhh,” they moaned.

They paused and looked into each other’s eyes.

“Wow!” Gar said. “Your pussy is smug, warm, wet….wonderful!”

“I’ve never been treated like this. Your tongue made me so wet and so aroused. I needed to have you inside me,” she said and giggled.

“Do me!”

Gar was tempted to plow into her, but he remembered his grandmother’s admonitions, and he fucked her with long slow strokes.

“Ohhh,” they moaned.

“This is wonderful,” she said.

“I don’t want to ever stop,” Gar said.

They each fought their nature and delayed their orgasm because they didn’t want this moment…these sensations to end, and they didn’t want the connection they felt to be broken.

They kept at it, going longer than either had ever done before.

Finally, the moment came. Gar groaned, “Ahhh. Ohhh!” He pounded his cock into the young woman.

She heard his cry, felt his cock swell, and knew he was climaxing. She redoubled her efforts and ground her clit against her lover’s body. She found her magical moment.

“Ohh. OHHHhhhh!” she hollered as she came.

They were transported to another world.

They lay together, enjoying their bliss.

After resting, they looked at one another. She was radiant. He blushed and said, “That was the best sex I’ve ever had.”

“For me too,” she said. Her face was flush. She said, “I hope we can lay together again.”

“Count on it.”

They dressed and returned to camp.

Leer slept with her children. Gar, Lasa, and Jugs lay together.

“Warm me,” his mother said.

He spooned her. Lasa spooned him.

His mother said, “I heard you two moaning. Was she satisfactory?”

Mindful that he’d been having sex with his mother and sister and not wanting to upset them. He said, “She was satisfactory.

“Just okay? From the cries I heard, I thought you might be done with me and my saggy jugs,” his mother teased.

“Your position as the mother of the leader is secure. We will bed each other, and I will come to you for advice.”

Jugs turned her head, kissed him on the cheek, and said, “It is right that you have partners your age.”

She grabbed his hand, placed it on one of her big breasts, and said, “Give your sister and Leer lots of babies. I will be happy to play nursemaid and grandmother.”

Lasa snuck her hand down his front and grabbed his limp penis. “Huh,” she grunted. “The stranger drained you. It’s okay to enjoy her. She proved herself to be fertile. Please don’t neglect me.”

“I promise I won’t.”

^^^

Gar woke and found two women in his arms. He was on his back. Lasa and Jugs were snuggled next to him with their heads on his chest and their soft breasts pushed into his sides.

He smiled and thought, “What a lucky man I am.”

He freed himself, not without a few complaints from his bedmates, and left his tent.

He found Leer cooking grains over the fire. He greeted her, “Good morning.”

“Good morning.”

“So you drew the short straw and had to get up early and cook breakfast?” he asked good-naturedly.

“It’s no burden. I’d be making breakfast for my children. Your tentmates did suggest I perform this task since I got to have sex with you. We’ve come to an understanding. We share the work and share the leader.”

“Oh. So bedding me is one more chore?” Gar teased.

Leer smiled brightly and answered, “Having sex with you last night was no chore. I’ve never enjoyed being with a man so much. You made me gasp for air. My body trembled, and I experienced pleasurable sensations I’d never known before.

“They heard us moan and cry out,” she said and blushed, “They said it’s only right that after knowing such joy, I should handle this task today.”

“Was last night worth it?”

“YES!”

Leer realized she’d been too enthusiastic. Her face turned bright red.

“I very much enjoy laying with you and hope we do so again,” she said. “I was told I must wait my turn. Your mother and sister also have a claim on you. I must let them go next.”

Gar grinned and said to himself, “Never has there been a waiting list to sleep with me.”

The others rose. Everyone had breakfast. Afterward, they packed up the camp and continued their journey to the West.

Gar led the crew and pulled the sled.

Midmorning, he stopped, and said, “I see two people, a man and a woman, resting on the path in front of us.”

“Do you think they are dangerous?” Lasa asked.

“Everyone is dangerous until proven otherwise,” he answered,

“It’s early for someone to need to rest,” Jugs said. “Maybe one is injured.”

“We don’t have time to take to the woods and circle them,” Gar said. “Get off the path and hide in the woods. I’ll check it out.”

The women scurried into the woods. Leer hid with her children,

Gar went forward. He called out to them, “Hello. I mean you no harm.”

They scrambled to their feet. The man didn’t move as quickly as the woman. When he stood, he was crooked. Something was wrong with one of his legs.

Gar approached them slowly. As he got closer, he noticed the woman’s face was disfigured. It looked like an animal, a bear or cat, had struck her, and the claws left their marks. She’d lost an eye.

The man raised his arms, showed he wasn’t holding a weapon, and said, “We are not a threat.”

The woman cried and said, “Good sir, have pity on us. I was attacked by a cave lion. My brother came to my aid, and the beast turned on both of us.

We bare scars and injuries from our encounter.”

“Not many people survive a run-in with a big cat,” Gar said.

“We have been abandoned by our clan,” the man said. “They say we have bad luck.”

“I’d say you were lucky to escape with your lives.”

“Thank you, sir,” the woman said. “That is how we view it. I think they kicked us out because they view us as damaged goods.”

She pointed to her face and said, “I am not as pretty as I once was.” She lifted her top and showed her torso. “I lost a breast, but my arms, legs, mind, and slit still work.”

The man said, “I was one of the tribe’s better hunters, but the cat damaged my right leg. I can no longer run. I am not completely useless. I can forage with the women.”

He didn’t look happy describing his new role. He added, “If you accept us into your clan, I will not request a woman because I am not a warrior or hunter.”

Gar looked at the man with concern and said, “You are lame, but you’re still a relatively young man. You still have desires.”

“I will take care of him,” the woman said.

“I don’t know,” Gar said.

He looked at the woman and said, “If he is with you, then you are unavailable. This could cause unrest in the group. He isn’t doing a man’s job, why does he get to lay with a woman? If he had a child with you, that means another man does not.”

“You are correct sir,” the man conceded.

“I have a solution,” the woman said. “I will satisfy his needs, but not allow him to poke me. I’ll use my mouth.”

“What?” the men said in unison.

“I’ll use my mouth. Why not? A hole’s a hole, and if he shoots his seed into my mouth, I can’t get pregnant.”

“How is a mouth going to satisfy a man?” Gar asked.

“Yes,” her brother asked. “How does that work?”

“I’ll show you,” the woman said.

She knelt in front of her brother and said, “Hold your robe up.”

He did and exposed his limp penis.

She leaned in and slurped his dick into her mouth. She sucked and massaged it with her lips and tongue.

“Ohh,” her brother moaned, sounding surprised. “Your mouth is warm and wet like a slit and capable of pleasuring a man.”

His sister sucked his dick and stroked the shaft with her hand until it was fully hard.

Her brother looked astonished. He moaned and groaned.

The woman pulled off and showed Gar the thick cock and smiled proudly. She wrapped her lips around his erection and mimicked the in-and-out motion of fucking by moving her head back and forth.

“Ohh,” her brother groaned loudly. He shot his load into her mouth.

The woman patiently accepted his cum, opened her mouth to prove that she’d made her brother climax, and swallowed it all.

Her brother staggered back and said, “Oh, by the gods. That was as good as lying with a woman.”

Gar had an erection, and it was visible under his kilt.

The woman saw it and said, “Good sir, may I show you what I did?”

He nodded and lifted his robe. The woman crawled over and wrapped her lips around his member. She repeated her actions and achieved the same results,

“Ohhhh!” Gar cried out as he squirted into the scarred woman’s mouth.

His body slumped as he gasped for air, felt light-headed, and wore a silly grin on his face. He said, “That was fun. That could satisfy a man without risking a pregnancy.”

“May we join your clan?” the woman asked. “We both will work hard and earn our keep, and I will satisfy my brother’s needs and yours and any other man of the clan.

“Do you swear fidelity to me?”

The siblings were about to kneel and say “I do.” when they heard a battle cry and saw Jugs and Lasa running toward them.

Gar had his back to his clan. He turned to see what was happening. His family slowed and stopped shouting.

They came upon him, and his mother asked, “Are you all right? We heard you cry out and thought the woman hurt you.”

“I’m fine.” He laughed and said, “From your vantage, it might not have appeared that way. She sucked my cock.”

“She did what?” his sister asked.

“She took my penis into her mouth.”

“Why would she do that?” Jugs asked, clearly bewildered.

“She was showing me how a man could be satisfied without putting a woman at risk for getting pregnant,” Gar said. “Her mouth…anyone’s mouth can be a substitute for a woman’s slit.”

His mother and sister looked at him with their mouths agape.

He said, “I’ll explain it to you tonight when we camp.”

Gar called to Leer, who was still hiding in the woods with her children. He waved them forward.

Introductions were made.

The gimpy man was named Trek, and his sister was named Abba.

The group bolstered with two new members, resumed the journey. Questions were asked and answered. Everyone got to know each other.

Zep walked with Gar and practiced shooting his bow and arrow. Gar tried it and discovered it was fun. He got the large bow. The two engaged in target practice as they walked.

Gar got the hang of it, and his accuracy improved.

^^^

They covered a good distance and set up camp a half hour before the sun went down. Trek joined the women in scouring the woods for dinner. Gar hunted with the bow and arrow and killed a rabbit.

Jugs cooked, and everyone ate.

“Ahh,” Lasa sighed after finishing her portion. She said what everyone was thinking, “Brother, It was good to have meat again. Thank you.”

“I was trained by the best,” Gar teased. He looked at the boy and said, “You need to thank Zep for our meal.”

Everyone laughed and thanked Zep. The boy smiled. He looked like he might burst. He was so proud.

The children were put to bed, and the adults gathered around the fire.

“So what did you do to my son that made him cry out?” Jugs asked Abba.

“Let me tell the story so everyone gets us up to speed,” Gar said.

The others got comfortable.

“Trek, Abba, and I were discussing joining our clan. They have limitations. Abba is scarred, blind in one eye, and missing a breast.

“Trek was a hunter and warrior, but after defending his sister from a cave lion, the injuries he sustained to his legs have made him lame. He can’t run or hunt. He can gather food with the women.

“Trek said he would not demand a woman since he can no longer do a man’s work. He is in good health and still has needs. Abba offered to satisfy him and do so without letting him poke her, so she is available to bear another man’s children.

“Abba, are you going to take it up the butt?” Leer asked. She looked horrified at the prospect.

“No. I’m going to use my mouth as you use your vagina. Both are wet warm cavities that can accommodate a cock.”

“What? Why would you do that?” Lasa asked.

“I’ll do it because I love my brother. I want him in the clan. He will not need to sleep with any of you because I will satisfy his sexual needs.”

“How do you do it?” Leer asked.

“Yes. Show us,” Jugs requested.

Abba looked at them and saw that they were seriously interested. She moved, sat beside her brother, and asked, “Do you mind?”

“No. Go ahead,” he answered. He flipped up his kilt and exposed his penis. It was small and looked like a mouse hiding in a nest of black hair.

His sister grasped it, stroked it, and stuck it in her mouth. She sucked and tongued his cock.

“Oh!” Trek moaned. His penis grew bigger.

Abba sucked and licked his penis.

When he had a full erection, she pulled off, showed it to everyone, and said, “He’s ready. Instead of having him thrust in and out of my vagina, he will be inside my mouth, and I will provide the motion by bobbing my head up and down.”

She took his cock into her mouth and bobbed her head. Everyone could see her lips sliding up and down his shaft. She took nearly Trek’s whole cock into her mouth.

While she performed oral sex, her brother moaned and groaned.

“Ohhh!” he cried loudly when her actions triggered his orgasm. His cock fired streams of cum into her mouth.

She stroked his penis and captured his seed.

When he exhausted his load of sperm, she pulled off and showed the women his spunk in her mouth. The women gasped; she swallowed.

“Wow!” said Lasa.

“How did it feel, Trek?” Gar asked.

“Great. As good as a tight young woman.”

The women had questions. Trek and Abba answered them.

Lasa went to Gar and asked, “Watching that was arousing. Can I lay with you tonight?”

“Mom won’t be mad?” he teased.

His sister laughed. She said, “No, but she’ll expect your best effort tomorrow night.”

“I’d like to be with you, but I have to initiate Abba,” He said. He shrugged his shoulders and gave her an ‘I’m sorry’ grin.

“Tomorrow’s mine.”

He nodded, kissed her, and patted her tight bum as she walked away.

“Abba,” Gar called out. “I’ve accepted your brother’s pledge of loyalty. If you want to be a member of this clan you must submit to me. Now!”

“Yes, leader.”

They found a secluded spot and lay together. Gar studied her face. He ran a hand across the scars and said, “You poor thing. That must have hurt.”

“I surprised the cave lion. I didn’t see him. I practically stepped on him. He gave me a swipe with one paw and sent me reeling. Nothing had ever hurt that much. I thought my face was on fire.

“He came to me and bit me. His teeth went through my leather top and sunk into my breast. He shook his head and ripped my boob and top off.

She removed her clothes and showed Gar her torso. It was as scarred and mangled as her face. Her left side was perfectly normal. It had a fine breast and a thick, dark nipple. Her right side didn’t look human. It was disfigured and discolored.

He ran his hand over her injury. It was rough to the touch.

“Lucky for me, my brother was nearby. He heard my screams and the animal’s growl. He stabbed it with his spear. The tip broke. He beat the cat with the shaft. It snarled and struck him severely damaging his legs.

“My brother never gave up. He fought the beast and drove it away. We collapsed. The healer of our clan stopped the bleeding. The shaman prayed for us, and we survived.

“Sir, I have one eye and one breast. I can contribute to the clan.”

She grabbed his penis and brought it to her sex. She said, “Nothing was damaged here. I can give you pleasure and bear you a son.”

Her slit did feel the same as any Gar had touched. He kissed her and thought, “Her lips are like other women.”

He closed his eyes and continued to kiss her. He forgot about her scars. He sensed a need, a hunger in her kisses.

“Ohhh! This is nice,” she moaned. “It’s been so long since I’ve been with a man. If you allow me, I’ll fuck your brains out.”

They kissed and caressed each other’s bodies. It was nice. Both became aroused.

“Did you like it when I sucked your dick?”

“Yes. It is pleasurable.”

“Would you like me to do it to you?”

“Yes. I still want to poke you and, if the gods smile on us, to have a child with you.”

“Oh!” Gar cried out as she sucked his cock.

“Oh. That was nice,” he said when she pulled off him. “I want to return the favor and lick your sex. Can I?”

“No one has done that to me,” she said.

She lay on her back and spread her legs.

Gar pushed her fur aside and kissed her snatch. He explored her sex with his tongue, running it along the outside of her sex and working his way inward.

“Oh! Wow!” she cried out.

He looked up at her with a face shiny from her juices and asked, “Good?”

“Great!”

Gar ate her pussy, enjoyed the taste of her, and then focused on her button.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” she yelled. The sensations overwhelmed her, and she orgasmed.

Gar was trapped against her nether region because her body spasmed and her legs clamped on his head. He smiled, knowing he brought her great pleasure, and lay his head against her furry vagina.

“Wow!” she said after she recovered.

“Sorry,” she said when she realized she was holding him captive with her legs. She released him.

“Not the worst place to be. Your thighs are soft, and your pussy is delicious.”

He climbed on top of her and kissed her lips as he slid his cock inside her.

“Oh!” they hollered.

Gar stroked his cock in and out of her. She was so wet and so aroused that he could give her it all.

“Oh. You know how to spoil a woman! First, you lick me until I lose consciousness. Then you put this great cock in me! When the word gets out, every woman will want to join your clan.”

They enjoyed each other and rotated through a variety of positions.

He was on top of her and saw her one good eye roll up into her head, she cried out, spasmed, and came on his dick.

He took his release.

They were lost in a world of bliss and fell asleep naked in each other’s arms, cuddling under a pile of hides.

In the morning, she woke him with a kiss.

“Morning,” he murmured.

“Morning.”

She climbed on top of him, inserted his morning erection in her, and rode him tenderly.

“Ohhh!” he cried out as he came inside her.

She kissed him and said, “Thank you for the baby juice. It’ll be wonderful to have your child.”

“Thank you,” he said and kissed her sweetly.

“Ahem. Breakfast is ready,” Jugs said. “If you two can bear to be separated.” She laughed.

“Thanks, Mom. We’ll be there in a minute,” Gar said.

The couple blushed.

^^^

The small clan got into a rhythm.

They had breakfast, walked, and broke for lunch. Gar would have sex with one of the women. They’d walk more, set up their camp for the evening, and one of the women would spend the night with Gar, and they’d fuck.

The lunch break was short. Gar would only cum in his woman once. In the evening, he’d take her two times.

He would have poked her a third time, but he needed to hunt and kill something to feed his crew.

He divided his time equally with the women. If last time, they had a lunchtime quickie with him, the next time they’d spend the night with him.

They did this for eight days.

On the morning of the ninth day, his mother dressed after a lovely night of lovemaking with her son and said, “That was fun, Son. All the women have enjoyed laying with you. If we aren’t all pregnant, it’s not your fault.”

^^^

The group continued their march. Gar was in the lead. Trek was at the rear.

A voice called out, “Hello.”

A young man stepped out of the woods in front of Gar. He was dragging a large deer, smiled, and said, “I have more food than I can eat. Would you like to share in my good hunting?”

“Stay where you are!” Gar shouted. He motioned to his group to close ranks behind him.

“Who are you, and what do you want?” Gar yelled.

“My name is Dat. I was hoping to share a meal with you. We could get to know each other.”

Still wary, Gar asked, “Are you alone?”

“Sadly, yes. I was kicked out of my clan because the leader was jealous of me. It was a problem that I am young, fit, and good-looking.”

The young man smiled and shrugged his shoulders. He hadn’t lied.

“The leader is haggard and has passed his prime. He is upset that the women prefer to lay with me, so he exiled me.”

“If he is not up to the job, why don’t you take his place?”

“Because he is my father,” he said bluntly. “We may not get along, but I can’t kill him.”

The men stared at each other.

“That shows a level of loyalty,” Gar commented.

“I’m looking for a new clan,” Dat said. “You appeared to need a man. You have a boy too young to do anything and a man too lame to be of much help.”

“Aye, I could use a good man. Will you recognize me as the undisputed leader of this clan?”

“Yes,” Dat said.

“Skin the animal, we’ll have a feast, and I’ll introduce you to everyone. Let’s see if we are a good match.”

Dat prepared the deer. Jugs roasted it on a spit over a fire. Everyone ate well that day.

Dat proved to be a convivial individual. He didn’t take himself too seriously. He told good stories. The women liked him, and so did the men.

The clan marched for another three hours and set up camp for the night. Dat did what was asked of him without complaining or commenting.

The group finished off the deer and talked. Dat seemed like a good guy. He didn’t make any demands.

Gar grabbed Jugs by the elbow and guided her away from the group. When they were out of earshot, he asked, “What do you think of Dat?”

“He seems nice. He’s friendly and good-looking. He can help you hunt.”

“Yes. He’s done what I’ve asked without complaining. He hasn’t asked for a woman.”

“You know,” Jugs said. “You could use some help in that area. We all love having sex with you, but there are four of us and only one of you.”

“I am supposed to be with Lasa tonight. You’re next up. Do you want to lay with him?”

“If you twist my arm,” she said and grinned broadly. “I’ll break him in and check him out…For the good of the clan.”

“Yeah. Right!”

They returned to the group and Gar said, “Dat, do you still want to join our clan?”

“Aye.”

“Bend the knee and swear your allegiance to me.”

The young man did

Gar smiled and announced, “Friends, we have a new member.”

The small group cheered.

Lasa, you’re with me tonight,” Gar said. “Dat, you can lay with Jugs.”

Lasa popped up and hurried to her brother.

Dat stood, smiled, and said, “Thank you, Leader.”

Leer prepared her children for bed.

Abba and Trek went to their tent.

^^^

Dat went to Jugs and said, “I am honored to lay with you.”

“You smooth-talking devil. Let’s get naked!”

^^^

“Brother, I’ve missed you,” Lasa said.

“Me too.”

^^^

Everyone went to their tents.

Leer lay with her children.

Abba sucked her brother’s cock.

Jugs quickly showed her paramour why she was called Jugs.

Lasa jumped her brother and planted a big kiss on his lips as soon as they entered his tent.

^^^

“Those are the biggest tits I’ve ever seen!” Dat exclaimed.

“Come to Momma,” Jugs said, and she welcomed him with open arms. The young man caressed, kissed, sucked on, and marveled at her breasts.

Jugs reclined and gave him full access. He drank her milk.

Dat mostly played with her magnificent mammaries. At times he was too rough, and Jugs called him on it.

“Hey lover boy, My tits are big, but they’re not tough. They are soft to the touch and tender. Be nice as you explore them.”

“Sorry. I got carried away,” he said. He appeared genuinely regretful.

“I know.” She smiled and said, “You’re not the first man who’s gotten overly excited by my bosom.”

He was red-faced and embarrassed. She grabbed his head, pulled it to her breasts, and said, “Enjoy them.”

He buried his face in her cleavage, marveled at their size and softness, and explored them with his hands, mouth, and lips. He was gentle.

^^^

Their kiss ended, and Lasa and Gar undressed. Gar asked, “What do you think about the new guy?”

“He’s handsome. We need another man.” Her nipples were hard and spiky. Her little breasts shook as she stepped out of her hides.

Gar stared at them and smiled.

“What are you looking at?” she asked, suddenly feeling shy under his steady gaze.

“I’m looking at my beautiful sister and her adorable breasts.”

“They’re little,” she said, blushed, and covered her large areolas with her hands.

Gar pried her hands away, kissed a nipple, and said, “They’re lovely. Tits don’t have to be giant like Mom’s to be attractive.”

He stood naked in front of his naked sister. His cock grew hard as he nursed from her soft boob.

“Oh,” she cooed and wrapped her arms around his head.

They went to the ground. His mouth came off her breast, and they kissed. She ran a hand through his hair. He groped her ass.

They kissed more while they caressed body parts. She tightly gripped his penis. He slid a finger inside her vagina. She hungrily touched his muscular chest and arms. He cupped a butt cheek and squeezed it.

“Ohh!” they moaned.

She took his cock into her mouth and sucked.

“Sister, I appreciate your intention, but don’t suck on it like you’re sucking the marrow out of a bone,” Gar said calmly. “While I enjoy seeing my cock in your mouth, the real pleasure comes from you caressing it with your tongue while your lips slide up and down my shaft.

“When I fuck you, my dick moves in and out of you. Your vagina provides lovely friction. When I’m in your mouth, you provide the motion. Use your tongue to massage my dick, and let your lips snugly hug my shaft.

Lasa changed her approach.

“Oh! Yes. Like that. Exactly like that!”

He let her pleasure him until it felt too good.

“Babe, that’s enough. Fuck!” He pulled his dick away quickly and took a deep breath to calm himself.

Lasa sat on her heels and looked pleased with herself.

“Another second, and you’d have made me cum. I don’t want to come in your mouth. I want to cum in your vagina and give you a child.”

She reclined, spread her legs, and said, “Good. Because that is what I want. Put your cock in me, Brother. I’m wet. I’m ready.”

Gar mounted his sister and thrust gently. His dick slid into her gash. The thrill, the pleasure, caused them to moan and search out each other’s lips.

They kissed as Gar gently and deeply penetrated his younger sister.

They languidly had intercourse for a long while. Neither had the desire to rush or change positions. They felt a strong closeness, a special warmth, and wonderful sensations.

Gar was caught by surprise when Lasa climaxed.

He increased his speed and orgasmed.

They lay together in blissful silence.

Lasa got up, peed, and returned to Gar. She said, “Cuddle with me. I’m spending the night. This has been perfect. If I go back to my tent, Mother will babble on about Dat. She’ll tell me how big his dick is, how long he lasted, and what he likes.

“I’m not in the mood for comparing our evenings. You elevated me to a wonderful place. I don’t want to come back to Earth. Hold me, and let me remember our time together.

If I’m lucky, you will be in my dreams. If I’m really lucky, you got me pregnant.”

“Stay. Stay in my arms forever, dear sweet sister.”

He spooned her and held her tight until sleep overtook them.

^^^

While Gar and Lasa were enjoying each other’s bodies, Abba was blowing Trek. She quickly got him hard and had him moaning.

She grabbed his hand, brought it to her slit, and said, “Sucking your cock has made me wet. Rub my button while I get you off.”

“Whatever you want, Sister. Your mouth is providing me with immense pleasure.”

He fingered her until he climaxed.

She fingered herself until that special joy overtook her.

^^^

Meanwhile, Dat was with Jugs sucking on her large breasts and drinking the milk she provided.

“I love your tits!”

She chuckled, tousled his hair, and said, “I can tell.”

Dat sat up and looked at the big woman. She was shorter than him and wider. She had the stocky Neanderthal build: short limbs and a barrel chest.

He kissed her lips and then decided to kiss all of her. He kissed her cheek, neck, and collarbone. He lifted her arm and kissed her armpit.

“What are you doing?” she asked as she laughed.

“I’m getting to know you. I want to see, touch, and kiss all of you.”

“That’s a lot of territory to cover. Are you sure you don’t want to stick with the fun parts? You could poke me.”

“I’ll poke you, but not now.”

He explored her body, sniffing and kissing her everywhere. He kissed her sex, thighs, and her feet. He turned her over and kissed the back of her neck, the back of her knees, and her ass, including her asshole.

She was giggling the whole time. When he touched her anus, she said, “Hold on. Unless the god of all gods tells me to allow you to stick your prick in my shitter, stay away from there. It’s dirty, and you’ll hurt me. Understand?”

“Yes.”

She rolled over, spread her legs, and said, “I think in your rush to see all of me, you didn’t spend enough time on my slit. Kiss it again. Taste me.”

The young man knelt between her legs, sniffed her cunt, and kissed it. There was something about the way it smelled, earthy and musky, that caused him to linger.

He kissed it again. He tongued it and tasted its salty tangy flavor. He was intrigued and did it again. And again. He was hooked! He dove in and wholeheartedly ate her pussy.

Jugs sighed, moaned, and thought, “Thank the gods this one has a curious nature!”

“Oh! That’s it, lover. Lick my pussy!”

Her words turned nasty and graphic. They made Dat’s cock throb.

He gave her pussy a tongue lashing.

“Ohhh!” Jugs hollered as she came.

She was transported to another plane of existence. When she returned, she chuckled and said, “Your tongue sent me to a magical place. Time to satisfy you.”

She pulled him on top of her.

He shoved his cock into her and rutted.

He didn’t last long.

“Oh! Ohhh!” he cried as he came.

Jugs held him tightly while he rested and enjoyed his orgasm.

When he opened his eyes, he said, “That was fun.”

“So I’ve been told,” Jugs said and chuckled. “When you’re ready to go again, you have to take me from behind. Men like my jugs. They love my big ass.”

They lay together. It wasn’t long before he got hard again.

Jugs got on her hands and knees, shook her large bottom at him, and said, “I’m all yours.”

He knelt behind her, caressed her considerable bum, and said, “You’re right. I thought your breasts were nice. This is spectacular.”

She laughed and said, “Men seem to like it. I’m sopping wet. Stick your cock in me and plow me!”

Dat did just that. He fucked her with abandon and moaned loudly when he came inside her.

^^^

At breakfast the next morning, there were six smiling faces.

The group marched with renewed vigor and covered more ground than usual.

While the women set up the evening camp, Dat and Gar went hunting. Dat had his spear. Gar brought the large bow and arrows. Gar bagged a good-sized buck.

“I wouldn’t have believed it,” Dat said, “if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes. Your projectile, the arrow, flew three times further than any man can throw a spear.”

“Yes.”

“This will revolutionize hunting. No more crawling through the woods to sneak up on animals or stampeding them off cliffs. You can shoot your arrow at a distance and silently kill the prey.

“I must have one,” Dat said. “How can I make one?”

“Zep,” Gar yelled. “Do you know how to make a bow and arrows?”

“Yes. I saw my last father make one.”

Trek joined the guys, and they listened as the boy explained the process.

“Zep, you and Dat go into the woods and get wood for three bows and a bunch of arrows,” Gar said. “Each of us will have a bow, and we’ll have a spare.

“Trek, you make us arrowheads. I’ll dress the deer.”

The men gathered the needed material and followed the boy’s directions. Shaped stone heads were affixed to the arrows. Bows were made.

^^^

“Jugs, I’m starting a second fire,” Gar said. “We’ll eat some of the deer and smoke the rest, so we have meat in storage. You get dinner ready. It’ll take many hours to smoke the meat. Trek, Dat, and I will take turns smoking it.”

“Works for me,” his mother said.

The clan ate dinner.

When they were done, Gar said, “Jugs and Lasa, I need you to watch the kids while Leer is with me. Trek, watch the meat.”

Gar turned to Dat and said, “Dat, you can have Abba. When you’re done, relieve Trek and watch over the meat. Abba, if you and Trek want to get together that’s fine.

“I’ll take the third shift smoking the deer. Any questions?”

There were none.

His family played with the children. Gar escorted Leer to his tent.

Abba said to Dat, “You don’t have to lay with me.” She pointed to her face and said, “If the scars put you off.”

She lifted her top and showed him the full extent of her injuries. She had one pretty breast. The other side of her chest was so disfigured he wondered how she’d survived.

“I heard the story about the cave lion,” Dat said. “You and Trek were lucky to survive. I believe in luck. Some people have it, some don’t. Your battle scars don’t put me off.”

“I want to lay with you. I hope some of your magical good fortune rubs off on me, and the tit you have is a mighty fine tit!”

She smiled at the good-looking young man and said, “What are you going to do with a lucky prick?”

“I’d share it, of course!”

They laughed and went into Dat’s tent where they undressed and lay together.

^^^

Gar and Leer walked hand in hand to his tent. She was giddy. They undressed, lay on the hides that covered the ground, and came together to kiss.

She rolled over onto her back, pulled him on top of her, and maintained the kiss. They made out.

After many kisses, Gar slid down her body and sucked on her pinkish-brown nipples that topped her ample breasts.

“Mmmm,” she moaned, ran her hands through his shaggy hair, and held him in place.

His actions and soft lips made her feel warm and gooey inside. As she became more aroused, he mixed things up. He bit, pinched, tugged on, and rolled her hard nippled between his thumb and index finger.

“Oh!” Ohhh,” Leer moaned, loving it and getting more turned.

Gar slid down her body and ate her pussy. She was very wet, very fragrant, very tasty, very appreciative, and very loud when she climaxed.

“Oh! Oh! Ohhh!!!

She fell silent except for her heavy breathing. It took a minute for her to recover.

“I love you,” she said. “And I love what you do to me!”

“You’re welcome,” he said as he crawled on top of her and thrust his cock into her slick, wet vagina.

“OH!” she cried out.

He plowed into her with long, steady strokes.

She bucked into him and peppered his face with kisses.

He matched the pace of his frisky partner, and they fucked each other’s brains out!

^^^

A similar encounter was happening between Dat and Abba.

They kissed.

He played with her breast. First, with his hands. Then, with his mouth, lips, and tongue.

“Oh! I like that,” she said.

He continued the breast play. After a few minutes, he placed his hand on her sex and caressed it gently on the outside and the inside.

“You’re wet,” he said.

“I am. Do you want to poke me?”

I do,” he said. He mounted her and pushed his penis inside.

“Ohhh!” they groaned.

He stroked in and out of her and said, “Your pussy feels wonderful.”

“Your cock feels wonderful inside me. Can you stay hard long enough to get me off?”

“Probably not,” he confessed. “It may take two pokes.”

He thrust into her, grunted, and came in a short time. After he regained his breath, he said, “That was good.”

“For You!”

Abba let him rest. They talked. He casually played with her good boob. He got another erection.

She squeezed his cock, playfully pushed on his shoulders so he lay on his back, and said, “My turn to be on top.”

She straddled his hips and impaled herself.

“Mmmm. Nice,” she moaned.

“Thanks.”

“Why you cheeky boy.”

He gave her his best smile.

She rode him and enjoyed his dick.

He cried out and came a second time, leaving the pretty woman hanging.

^^^

The day began as the day before and the day before that. The clan had breakfast together, packed, and continued their journey with Gar in the lead.

Around mid-day, he rounded a bend in the path came upon three people, and stopped.

“Hello, Gar,” said Drark. He smiled and added, “You survived the landslide.”

There was his old leader with three Neanderthals he didn’t recognize. There was a forty-year-old male who was wounded and two females.

Gar stood his ground. The people following him caught up with him and stood behind him.

Drark waited for them to assemble and said, “The gods smiled on me that day. I see you, Jugs, and Lasa were also fortunate. You’ve brought others in to replenish our ranks. Good. So have I.

“Give me food,” Drark ordered.

“You do not give my clan orders,” Gar said sternly. “Ask. I may decide to share.” He stood tall.

“Ha,” Drark laughed. He responded angrily, “Boy, I am your leader. Talk to me that way again, and I will cut out your tongue!”

“You are not my leader. Stand aside and let my people pass.”

“And if I refused? Will you challenge me?”

He stood tall and looked menacing.

Gar removed the bow from over his shoulder, put an arrow in place, and said, “Stand aside, or I will smite you.”

“With that little stick?” Drark said and released a full-throated laugh. His demeanor quickly changed. He snarled, brandished his big spear, and charged the twenty-one-year-old.

Gar calmly fired the arrow. He struck the big man in the right shoulder.

Drark looked stunned and stopped his charge.

“Take another step, and I will kill you,” Gar said.

Drark screamed shrilly and resumed his attack.

Gar shot another arrow. This one struck him in the center of his chest. Drark dropped to the ground dead.

The man who was with Drark raised his hands and said, “My family and I have no quarrel with you. We were not with him by choice. We were part of a small group. Drark killed our leader and some other members of our clan. He wounded me and declared that my family and I belonged to him.

“He has been terrorizing us and raping my wife and daughter.”

The man looked scared. So did the women with him who huddled around him.

“I believe you. Drark was a cruel man,” Gar said. “You may go your own way.”

The man knelt. His women were intertwined with him, so when he went down they did too. He said, “We have no kin. I am a farmer, not a fighter. I can feed your people.

“I beg you. Let us join your clan, or surely we will perish.”

“Are you sure?” Gar asked. “I will require you to pledge your loyalty to me and follow my orders.”

“Lord, I see your people are in good health and are well fed. You sought to peacefully continue your journey. You did not attack. You defended yourself and your people when Drark pressed the issue. We will take our chances with you. I acknowledge you as my leader.

Gar looked at the females with him and said, “Women, no one will rape you, but you must submit to me. You are mine to bed and to share with my men. There will be times when you can be with your man.”

“We will serve you well,” the older of two women said. She removed her top and exposed a fine pair of breasts. She had oversized brown areolas. Her nipples became hard quickly in the cool air.

The woman gave her daughter a hard look. The younger woman’s face reddened, she sighed resignedly and removed her top. She had smaller breasts with light pink nipples.

Gar looked into the young woman’s brown eyes and asked, “How old are you?”

“Eighteen, Leader.”

“Have you birthed any children?”

“No. In our last clan, the men did not poke women under eighteen.”

“Are you still untouched?”

“No. Drark poked me.”

“Very well. I am called Gar. What are your names?”

“I am Frak,” the man said. “This is my partner, Eeth, and our daughter, Gurl.”

Gar nodded and asked, “Are you hungry?”

“Yes.”

“People, we will take our noon break,” Gar said. “Jugs, feed our new friends. Dat, take Drark’s spear, strip him of anything of value, and throw his body into the ravine.

The new women covered themselves and helped the group set up camp. Everyone fed.

Gar walked up to the three newcomers, reached out his hand, and said, “Eeth, come lay with me.”

“Take me instead, sir,” her daughter said as she stood.

“Why?”

“Drark took me roughly the first night,” Eeth said. “My slit is still bruised and bloody. In a day or two, I shall be healed.”

Gar nodded, and said, “Come to me when you are healed.” He faced the daughter and asked, “Are you also injured?”

“No. Drark was angry at my father for not immediately submitting to him. They fought. My father was injured, and we became his property. Drark took his anger out on my mother to spite him. They are close. They have been partners for twenty years.

“He was not gentle with me, but he was not as purposely vicious as he was with my mother. I can lay with you.”

Gurl took Gar’s hand, and they walked to a secluded spot. She undressed and showed him her body. She was young. Her skin was smooth and had the youthful radiance people her age possess.

She had a typical Neanderthal build: short and sturdy with a thick body. She had a wide nose below her soft brown eyes and a bony ridge above.

She also had bruises on her body and a bite mark on her breasts.

Gar saw her injuries and asked, “Are you up for this?”

“Aye. I’ve some bruises. Mother tells me some men like it rough. What can a woman do but endure? Nothing about our lives is easy.”

Gar disrobed. His cock was hard. He said, “What you say is true. Why the gods make it so, I don’t know. I will be gentle. Kindness is a virtue I try to live by when possible.”

Gar embraced the young woman. She flinched, “Sorry, I’m new to this. You are only the second man I have been with.”

“Your father never lay with you?”

“No. He loves my mother and enjoys her. He says I am beautiful, and he loves me, but he has no desire to bed me.”

Gar felt her body trembling. He could feel her heart beating rapidly in her chest. He stood still and held her in his arms. He didn’t grope her. His hands remained on her back. Her soft skin pressed against his hard body. His erection rested against her belly.

Neither spoke for a long couple of minutes.

Gar moved a hand to her chin, tilted her face toward his, and kissed her softly on the lips. It was a long and gentle kiss.

“Oh,” she moaned. Her body stopped shaking and became less rigid. She hugged him tightly and pressed her lips against his for another sweet kiss.

They necked.

She moaned and pulled him into her.

Gar dropped a hand to her ass and squeezed it.

She giggled and said, “Why is it I like it when you squeeze my bottom?”

She rubbed her belly against his cock and said, “By this time, Drark was shoving his cock into my dry vagina and hurting me. He never kissed me on the lips.”

She blushed and said, “No one has kissed me like you did. I like it… a lot.”

“Good. I like kissing you, hugging you, and grabbing your butt. There’s no need to rush. I’ll poke you. There’s a lot of things…nice things we can do before that.”

“Like what?” asked the nervous, red-faced woman.

“Lie with me’ I’ll show you.”

They lay on skins. He covered her with his body and her furs.

He looked her in the eye and said, “Kissing is fun. There is more of you that needs to be kissed.”

“Like what?”

Gar showed her.

When he kissed her neck, she shivered. When he kissed her collarbone, she sighed. When he kissed her nipples and breasts, she moaned.

Gar explored her breasts. They were tiny compared to his mother and big compared to his sister. He gently squeezed them and sucked on her nipples for a long time.

She cooed and moaned. Her insides got warm. Her pussy got gooey.

“Enjoying yourself?” Gar asked.

“Yes! Mom told me it is nice to lay with a man. My time with Drark was horrible. I love what you’re doing to me.”

“Good.”

Gar slid down her body and knelt between her legs. He looked at her fur-covered gash and gently brushed his hand over it.

Gurl became embarrassed. Her face turned red. She knocked his hand away, covered her slit with her hand, and babbled, “Ah. Oh. I don’t think you want to be down there. I’m wet. It smells. I’m not sure why.”

Gar smiled kindly and said, “It’s all perfectly normal. It’s because of what we have been doing. Your body is providing fluid as lubrication so my cock can slide inside you without hurting you.

“The liquid and odor is not objectionable. Men find it delicious,” he said as he licked some off his hand.

The expression on her face was one of pure shock. She became apoplectic when he brought his mouth to her gash and licked her slit. She was shell-shocked watching him eat her pussy.

She was so flabbergasted it delayed her brain’s ability to process the wonderful sensations his actions were generating. The pleasure hit her like a sledgehammer.

“OOHHHH!”

Gar pulled away and looked at her. She was a sight. Her brain was overloaded by several emotions: fear, nervousness, embarrassment, and joy.

Gar chuckled and said, “You look overwhelmed. We’ll do this another time. It’ll make sense, and you can enjoy it. Let’s finish for now.”

He crawled on top of her, slid his cock inside her, and fucked her.

I’d say her eyes and the expression on her face reminded me of a pinball machine registering a win. Lights were flashing, bells and whistles were sounding. It was chaotic. But that reference would mean nothing to our characters.

Gar took his pleasure and came in on the over-stimulated and confused young woman. He lay beside her until she came to her senses.

“Wow! That was unexpected,” Gurl said. “Mom said sex was fun, but…Wow!” She looked at him with wide, excited eyes.

They cleaned up, dressed, and returned to the group.

The clan packed up and continued their journey. All the women gathered around Gurl and listened to her description of sex with Gar. The women shared their experiences with him and other men. There was a lot of whispering and laughing.

Dat left the group an hour before they set up camp. He hunted with his bow and was successful. He rejoined the group, and a celebratory meal was had in honor of the new people.

Afterward, Gurl babysat the youngster. The adults paired up: Abba with Trek, Dat with Jugs, and Gar with Leer and Lasa.

Frak sat with Eeth. They talked. She was not well enough for anything more.

“The two of you want to be with me tonight,” Gar asked Leer and Lasa. “I’m not sure how this is going to work.”

“We will make it work, Brother,” Lasa said.

“We heard the story about what you did to Gurl today,” Leer said. “You rocked her world. All the women are wet and horny, and no one wants to have to wait to have sex until tomorrow.

“Usually, you get it up twice at night,” Lasa said. “That’ll be one hard cock for each of us which is better than none.”

The women entered his tent and giggled like little girls before the summer solstice ceremony as they undressed. They checked each other out. Leer was pleased to see she had bigger, better breasts. Lasa thought her butt was better.

Gar stood and watched in awe. His two favorite lovers were naked and wanted to have sex. “This is going to be epic,” he thought.

^^^

Abba and Trek undressed. She sucked his cock. He played with her good tit and fingered her slit.

“Ohh,” they moaned.

Abba pushed her brother on his back and mounted him.

“I want a poke,” she said. When he didn’t voice an objection, she grabbed his cock, lined it up and sat on it.

“Ohhh. That feels nice,” she said.

“Wonderful,” Trek groaned.

She rode him. They found bliss.

^^^

Jugs and Dat raced to get undressed. They kissed passionately and lay on the ground. It was no surprise that soon he was playing with her breasts and suckling from her nipples.

The big woman laughed and ran her fingers through his hair. She allowed him plenty of time to enjoy her boobs. Then, she pushed on his shoulders and guided him between her legs.

He ate her pussy like a starving man eats anything he can get his hands on.

He lifted her legs, placed them on his shoulders, and pounded her pussy.

It worked for both of them. They cried out as they came.

^^^

As Gar undressed, he said, “Have you given this any thought? Am I to take turns.” He kissed his sister on the cheek and then kissed Leer.

The women looked at each other and shrugged. Lasa said, “I figured we’d work it out as we go.”

Leer nodded.

Gar smiled and said, “Here’s a thought. I like kissing each of you, and you like kissing me. So it stands to reason that you would enjoy kissing each other.”

The women pondered his words, leaned in, and kissed.

“That was okay,” Lasa said hesitantly.

“Wait a second,” Leer said. “Are you going to say next that since we enjoy you sucking our breasts and eating our pussies, we should enjoy doing that to each other?”

“Well…” Gar said.

Lasa put her arms around Leer, rubbed her cone-shaped breasts against the other woman’s bigger tatas, and said, “You know, Leer. Following Gar’s logic, we don’t need him at all. I’ll do you, and you can do me, and we can kick the jackass out of the tent.”

Lasa planted a big kiss on Leer. Leer responded in kind, and they moaned loudly.

“Hey! Hey. I was kidding,” Gar said. “I’ll make this work and leave you both quaking.”

“I don’t know,” Leer said. “This girl is a pretty good kisser.”

Lasa copped a feel of Leer’s bosom and said, “These are some mighty fine boobies.”

Gar inserted himself between the women. He kissed Leer and gave Lasa a nice smooch. He said, “Here’s my plan. We cuddle, kiss, and enjoy some breast play. Then I’ll go down on you and make you cum.”

“That’ll work for me,” Lasa said. “You don’t have to poke me. A nice orgasm from your tongue is enough.”

“Yes. Me too,” Leer said.

“I apologize for bringing up the subject of some hot girl-on-girl sex involving my favorite partners,” Gar said. “I was being selfish.”

He sat on a deerskin and pulled the women to the ground. He positioned them side-by-side. He made out with the near one, Lasa, and reached past her to caress Leer’s boobs and toy with her nipples.

He switched sides, kissed Leer, and fondled his sister’s breasts.

He moved again so he could canoodle with Lasa and finger Leer. He had them both moaning. Then he changed sides, kissed Leer, and fingered his sister.

Leer heard Lasa moaning and said, “Your sister is ready to pop. Go down on her.”

Gar lay between her legs and licked Lasa’a pussy. Leer knelt beside Lasa and watched them. She heard the other woman moan. She noticed how long and how hard Lasa’s nipples were and casually touched them.

“Ohhhh,” Lasa moaned loudly.

Leer blushed and pulled her hand away. Lasa grabbed her hand and brought her hand back to her boob. Leer brushed the front and back of her hand over the other woman’s breasts.

Lasa smiled at her. That gave Leer the confidence to do more. Leer caressed her breasts and pinched her nipples.

Leer toyed with the woman’s breasts while Gar worked his magic with his tongue.

Leer pinched a nipple harder than usual and triggered Lasa’s orgasm. The woman shouted, and her body spasmed.

They had a short break.

Gar performed oral sex on Leer. Lasa knelt beside them and bravely touched the other woman’s breasts as she moaned and squirmed for Gar. She did what Leer had done to her, including the rough nipple play.

Leer moaned approvingly, and she reached out her hand, snuck it between the other woman’s knees, and fingered her.

Lasa spread her legs and humped her hand.

“Gar, I’m close,” Leer said. “You haven’t orgasmed yet. Why don’t you poke your sister?”

“What do you have in mind?”

“Lay on your back,” Leer said. “I’ll sit on your face, and you can continue to lick me. Lasa can straddle your hips and ride you. We might all get off at the same time.”

“Okay,” Gar said.

He rolled over onto his back. The women got into position, facing each other. Leer lowered her pussy onto Gar’s face. Lasa sat on her brother’s cock.

The women kissed and fondled the other’s breasts while they rode Gar.

Hearts pounded.

Everyone gave and received stimulation in multiple ways.

Gar couldn’t see what was happening, but he heard the smacking of lips, gasps, and sharp cries unrelated to what he was doing, so he suspected the women were engaged with each other. Especially when he found his sister’s finger rubbing the button he was licking.

The threesome action didn’t last long. Circuits were overloaded. Everyone shrieked, climaxed, and collapsed into a heap of sweaty bodies.

^^^

Two nights later, after dinner, Eeth came to Gar and said, “I am healed. I can submit and give you what you are owed.”

The two of them went to his tent and undressed. Gar looked at her. She was an attractive woman for a Neanderthal. His cock got hard. She looked a lot like her daughter but with a fuller figure and sagging breasts.

“How do you want me?” she asked.

Gar embraced her and kissed her lips. She didn’t kiss him back.

He pulled off and said, “You say I own you, but you won’t kiss me?”

“No leader has kissed me. They take my body without any concern about me. Tell me what you want, and I will do it.”

“I want our time together to be pleasurable…for both of us.”

He gave her a serious look and said, “We will be sex partners, not soulmates, so I don’t expect professions of love, but we can enjoy being together.”

He caressed her breasts. Her nipples got hard. He said, “See how your nipple responds to my touch?

“I am asking you to participate and not to hide your responses. When I kiss you, kiss me back. When I give you pleasure, moan and sigh. Can you do that?”

“Yes.”

He kissed her again. She kissed him back. He gently handled and squeezed her breasts. Her nipples grew hard and long, and she cooed.

They went to the ground. When Gar explored her body, she caressed him. When he brought her pleasure, like when he suckled at her breasts, she moaned.

He fingered her vagina.

She spread her legs and groaned approvingly.

Gar licked her pussy.

“Ahh!” she yelped.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No. I cried out because no one had done that to me before. I was surprised by the intensity of the feeling your tongue produced.”

“I meant to delight you, not have you jump out of your skin,” Gar said and chuckled.

“Some women are more sensitive than others. I can dial it back. I want you to feel warm, for your pussy to get wet, and for you to experience joy.”

He used a gentle, less direct approach to stimulating her clit. He took her from ‘This is nice’ to ‘This is great’ to ‘This is awesome!’.

“Oh. Oh! Ohhhhh!” she cried out as she orgasmed.

Her body spasmed. She held her breath and focused on the fiery feeling flowing from her fingertips to her toes.

When she opened her eyes, she smiled. She said, “I thought my daughter was exaggerating when she discussed being with you. I didn’t know this kind of joy was possible.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. I enjoyed tasting you and bringing you pleasure. How about a nice poke?”

“Sounds great.”

She sat up and reached out to him. He moved toward her, and they kissed. It was a long passionate kiss.

When they broke apart, she said, “Everything you do is surprising.”

“What? That was just a kiss.”

“It was a lovely kiss. Your lips are warm and soft.”

“What’s surprising about that?”

“Nothing. It was the fact that your lips were covered with my dew, and I tasted myself. You made a lovely kiss hot and naughty.”

She swiped a finger across her labia, popped it into her mouth, and said, “I taste damn good. I wouldn’t know that if not for you.”

She reclined, grabbed his erection, slotted it at her slit, and said, “I hope you can surprise me again.”

Gar lay on her and drove his dick inside her.

“Ohhh,” they moaned.

She was wet enough that he could shove all of it inside her.

“Nice start,” she teased.

Gar kissed her smirking lips and sawed in and out of her with long slow strokes.

He enjoyed her hole; she enjoyed his dick.

He got off her and said playfully, “On your hands and knees, wench.”

He plowed her from behind roughly.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” she grunted in rhythm with his rapid strokes.

He slowed down, caressed her ass, and said, “You have a nice bottom. It’s a joy to look at. When the weather warms, I shall order you to be naked so we all can appreciate your ass.”

She laughed and blushed.

He leaned forward, continued to fuck her, and played with her breasts. He said, “These are nice too. I love how a woman’s breasts hang when they are facing the ground.”

“It’s not surprising you admire breasts. Your mother has the biggest pair I’ve ever seen. Leer has nice ones too.”

He squeezed her tits and said, “Yes. I am blessed to have attractive women in my clan. They each are special in their own way.”

“What’s special about me?”

“Beside your ass?”

“Yes,” she answered, laughing.

“Your ability to trust me and trust yourself. You allowed yourself to enjoy your time with me.”

“What’s special about my daughter?

“She has the glow and beauty bestowed upon young women,” Gar said.

He pulled out of her, slapped her bum, and said, “This has been a delight. I need you to climax again and claim my seed.”

She sat, faced him, and said, “I’m not sure I can climax again. I so rarely reach that state. Is it even possible to do so twice in one tryst?”

Gar flopped on his back and said, “Mount me. Ride me for your pleasure. You set the tempo, the angle, and the depth of penetration. Discover what feels best for you. I will climax when you climax.”

Eeth mounted the young man. She did what he asked tentatively. She saw that he didn’t care what she did. He didn’t become impatient or demanding.

He smiled at her.

She discovered what felt best for her. If she moved in a certain way, she could make him rub her clit, and she very much enjoyed it when he rubbed her button.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Ohhh!” she screamed as she worked her way to another orgasm.

“OHHhhh!” she hollered when the pleasure hit her.

“Ahh. Ohh,” Gar groaned as he shot his load into the trembling woman who collapsed on top of him.

^^^

The happy group followed Leer’s direction and made it to the secret valley.

Back home, it was cold and snowy. Here, the weather was temperate. The water was clear and sweet. Everything was just as Leer had said.

They settled in. They found many good plants to eat. Frak used his skills to cultivate them and increase their food supply.

Dat, Gar, and Zep proved adept at bow hunting and kept them well supplied with meat.

They prospered. The kids grew taller. The women’s cheeks became rosy.

Their breasts, stomachs, and bums became bigger.

“Leader, I have good news,” Jugs said after dinner a month after arriving in their Shangri-la. “I am with child.”

“That’s great!” Gar exclaimed.

“All of the women in the clan are pregnant.”

“That is amazing news!” Gar said.

The news brought a smile to everyone’s faces. It didn’t affect their nightly

activity. The men and women continued to pair up at night and rotate partners.

Gar favored Leer and Lasa and slept with them often, individually and together. He invited the other women to his tent and allowed the other men to have sex with his preferred pair.

His thinking was that sharing built comradery and group cohesion, and if something were to happen to one of the men, the others would gladly take care of his partner because they all were partners.

Trek’s injured leg was not a problem in the valley. He didn’t have to run to help Frak plant, weed, and harvest crops. He built some lean-to’s in the woods, and, from his concealed structures, he was able to kill game with his bow.

Because of his contributions, Gar gave him full access to the women. Left to his own devices, his preferred partner was his sister, Abba.

^^^

Spring turned into summer. The end of summer came. The women’s bellies, breasts, and asses were large.

“Jugs, when are the babies coming?” Gar asked one night as they rested after dinner.

“I predict the babies will come around the time of the full moon.”

“That soon? The men and I will build up our food stock. Anything else we should do?”

Jugs laughed and said, “Pray to the gods that we all don’t go into labor at the same time!”

Gar offered his mother his hand. He escorted her to his tent.

The others, seeing that the leader had made his choice for the evening, paired up and went inside.

Abba was the odd woman out this evening. She stayed by the fire, watched over it, and listened in case Zep or Leet called out.

Gar and Jugs got naked. He looked at her in awe, and said, “You are glowing, and you’re huge!”

He had a huge hard-on as he ran his hands over her body, marveling at the changes her pregnancy had wrought.

She chuckled and said, “I am big.”

She grabbed his erection, squeezed it, and said, “Make our baby strong. Give me more of your life force.”

She, like many people of her era, believed a man’s semen gave women children and benefitted babies in the womb, so she and the other pregnant women continued to have sex for the good of their child.

Gar performed oral sex on his mother and plowed her from behind. He admired her tight slit and enormous ass.

In the other tents, the other men and women enjoyed their coupling.

^^^

Three weeks later, a red-headed stranger entered their camp. She did not sneak in. She strolled in plain sight, and she spoke loudly as she walked.

“My the gods bestow blessings on everyone in this place.”

Jug said to Zep, “The men are in the field tending to the crops. Go get them.”

The boy ran off.

Jugs did not feel threatened by the newcomer. She was unarmed, had a slight build, and did not look dangerous.

The woman called out to Jugs and the other women and said, “Peace be with you.”

“Peace to you,” Jugs said. “Can I offer you water? Food?”

“Yes. That is kind of you.”

“Let’s sit over here in the shade,” Jugs said. She looked at Lasa and said, “Daughter, please fetch us some refreshments.”

Jugs and the redhead sat on benches under a tree. Lasa brought them water. Leer brought them a serving tray with fruits and smoked meat.

“Thank you,” the stranger said to her servers. She drank heavily from the cup and took and ate some of the fresh berries.

She smiled at everyone and said, “You are most kind. My name is Roja.”

Jugs introduce herself and everyone else.

Dat and Gar arrived, having run from the field. They were carrying arms but didn’t brandish them.

Jugs stood and said, “Roja, this is my son, Gar, and a friend, Dat.”

“How did you find us?” Gar asked.

The woman said, “One normally would follow the well-worn path leading down the mountain to a visible plain rather than slip through a crevice that leads to who knows where. The less traveled route led me to your wonderful valley.”

She looked around and said, “This is a beautiful place.”

Gar was staring at her and was about to lose his patience. She had not answered his question.

Roja stood and said, “The gods sent me to visit you and told me where to find you.”

“The gods speak to you?” Gar asked.

“Yes. I am a servant of the gods. They give me tasks, and I carry them out. They sent me here to assist in the birthing of five women and to give you a message.”

“I see. What is the message?” Gar asked.

“In do time. You are not ready to hear it. Let’s focus on the women. The babies are coming. All of them. Leer, your water is about to break. Let’s get you inside to the birthing chair.”

Everyone looked at Leer. She looked confused. Then, she cried out, and water splashed on her leather skirt and the ground.

Leer said, “I’ve been feeling weak contractions all morning. That was a big one, and my water broke.”

“Are you a witch?” Jugs asked.

Roja laughed and said, “I’ve been called that. I am a healer chosen and empowered by the gods. We can argue about my title later. Jugs and the other women will assist me.”

The women took Leer to the birthing place. Four hours later, Roja emerged and said, “Gar, you have a son.”

“Can I see him?”

“Yes. Mother and child are fine. Gurl has gone into labor. The women and I will attend to her.”

She swiped a cup of water, sitting in front of Gar, and downed it.

“If you men want to be of assistance, set a table with food and water. The women will be too busy to make meals. I am commandeering your tents, so you will need to find other places to sleep.”

“What?” Dat said.

“There are five more pregnancies to deal with. I will be needing all your tents unless you want your women to give birth out in the open.”

“The tents are yours,” Gar said.

“Gather limbs and logs. We will be having three bonfires later. Make sure you put some juniper branches in each pile. Don’t lite them until I tell you.”

“Gar,” Roja said. “Stay with Leer and her baby. Dat and Trek, get the wood. Frak, grab the birthing chair and put it in the nearest tent. Follow me, ladies, a baby is ready to be born.”

The women headed to the next tent. Eeth and Gurl complained about stomach pain. Mother and daughter paused periodically and groaned when a contraction hit them.

^^^

Gar stepped into the tent and smiled as he looked at Leer. She looked tired. She was pale and covered in sweat. She managed a weak smile and said, “Come. See your son.”

She moved a hide, and Gar saw the baby nestled in the crook of her arm.

“He’s so little.”

“Ha,” Leer disagreed. “He didn’t seem small when he was coming out of my body!”

The parents looked adoringly at their son.

^^^

Eeth’s delivery was uneventful. She had a girl.

Gurl’s was more nerve-wracking, not because things went wrong, but

because it was her first child, and she was anxious and nervous.

“Gurl, you have a beautiful baby boy. He’s strong. Listen to his screams.”

Roja took care of mother, daughter, and their babies. She turned to Frak and said, “Stay here and look after them.”

The dwindling group headed to the next tent where Abba had a baby, a girl. Her mate, Trek, stayed with her.

Jugs and Lasa went into labor. Roja managed the deliveries. Lasa had a little girl. Jugs had a boy.

Roja stepped out of the tent and hollered to Dat, “Go get everyone, including the mothers and their newborns, and bring them to where you have the piled the brush. It’s time to reveal the message of the gods.”

Everyone gathered as Roja requested. Jugs’, Lasa’s, and Abba’s faces were stained with tears.

Roja began speaking as soon as they were assembled. The clan members didn’t have a chance to talk or view the babies.

“People, the gods have a message for all of you,” Roja said as she looked from one face to another.

“Kin should not mate with kin. A son should not have children with his mother, grandmother, or sister. Nor a daughter with her grandfather, father, or sibling. Aunts and uncles should not breed with their nieces and nephews.

“The offspring of blood relatives are weak, sickly, or deformed.

“Gar, today Leer gave birth to your beautiful healthy son, and Eeth bore you a healthy girl. Your mother, Jugs, and your sister, Lasa, also gave birth to your children.”

She took the baby away from Jugs and held it up for all to see. The baby was deformed. She returned it to Jugs, took Lasa’s child, and held it up.

The baby was thin, sick, weak, and struggling to breathe.

She gave Lasa her sick baby and went to Abba and said, “You had a child with your brother, Trek. The baby is not well. It will suffer and die.”

“Oh, no!” Abba shrieked. Her tears flowed as she sobbed.

“The gods want you to stop having children with kin, and they want you to spread the word that this is a bad practice. The gods are not saying you can’t have sex or you can’t have babies. You need to find partners not related to you.

“Have your people find mates from other clans. You could swap your young females for their young females so each group can avoid inbreeding.”

Gar looked at the sick and deformed babies and the devastated women who carried them for nine months. He said resolutely, “We will change.”

“Good.”

Roja still had Abba’s baby in her arms. She said, “Dat, lit the fires.”

He did. The green juniper branches produced thick black smoke.

Roja stretched out her arms and put Abba’s baby in the smoke. The smoke instantly turned white, and the child stopped fussing.

The people saw a white dove fly out of the smoke and into the sky.

Roja retracted her arms. The baby was gone. She turned to Abba and said, “Sometimes the gods are merciful. Your child is no longer suffering. She will live out her life in the woods. When you hear a bird sing, think of her.”

Roja performed the same ritual for Jug’s and Lasa’s babies.

She then stripped off her blood-covered robes and tossed them into the fire.

She felt the men’s eyes upon her naked flesh. She said, “I am a servant of the gods. Touch me, defile me, attempt to keep me here, and you will die a painful death.”

She gave Gar and Dat a steely look. They believed her and cleared all lustful thoughts from their minds.

“Dat,” Roja said, “bring me clean clothes.”

“Gar,” she said. “Remember the task the gods have given you. Be thankful for your healthy children birthed by Abba and Leer.”

He nodded and said, “And Gurl’s child.”

“You are to raise Gurl’s boy as if he is your son.”

“What do you mean? He is not mine?”

“No. Drark laid with her before you. The boy is his son.”

Dat returned with furs and hides.

Roja took what she liked, dressed, and said, “I am leaving. Heed the gods’ message.”

On her way out, she stopped by the table with refreshments. She ate, drank, and gathered supplies to take with her as she left the camp.

^^^

The clan mourned the lost babies. They were placated when they saw a white dove or heard birds chirping.

Gar and his clan fared well in the secret valley. They were spared the worst of the winter in this more temperate region. They decided to stay there year-round.

They learned to farm and fish and were good stewards of the woods and the animals they depended on for food and clothing.

There was an absolute and abrupt end to incestuous sex in Gar’s clan.

Their attitude and acceptance of it flipped 180 degrees.

Gar only slept with Leer and Gurl. Eeth was exclusive with her partner, Frak. Trek and Jugs hooked up, and Dat split his time between Lasa and Abba.

They made a point of discussing with Zep and Leet that in no way would it be acceptable for them to have sex. They were to find their partners outside the clan.

Gar made contact with local clans. They all had birthed deformed babies. Gar’s story made more sense than evil spirits and indifferent gods. They accepted his advice and his offer to exchange virgins.

They all celebrated the summer solstice. It became a joint holiday when the local clans got together, shared food and drink, and exchanged young women.

Obviously, more happened. We can discuss that in another tale. This was a simple story to explain how an idea once accepted has been universally banished in all cultures.

There have been a few people who didn’t get on the bandwagon, such as the Egyptian pharaohs, Habsburgs royals, and a few others.

But all and all, incest is recognized as a bad idea.

The End