Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Grug and Uma

This week the prompt given by Rebel was #club. Unfortunately Uni is back in session for me and I have about five pieces of assessment due over the next five weeks so time is in VERY short supply for me. So I apologise but for this week's submission I have re-worked a previous story I posted for Wank Wednesday in 2011. It did fit in nicely with the theme though. As usual please make sure you head back to the Wicked Wednesday page to check out the other entries.

Source: Daily Kos

The afternoon sun slanted into the small clearing where Grug sat with his friend putting the finishing touches on a large hunting club. He was totally engrossed in his work and didn't notice the young woman making her way up the pathway to the cooking area. The muscles in her thighs flexed as she walked and her athletic body swayed gracefully in time with the neat braids that hung down around her face. On her head she carried a basket of roots and berries that she had been gathering. Reaching her arm up to hold the basket in place made her short fur garment even shorter. She stopped next to where Grug was working looking down at the top of his head.
The shadow falling across his work made Grug look up quickly. Right in front of his face was that mysterious place where Uma's thighs met under her wrap.  
“Hello Grug.” Uma smiled down at the man sitting at her feet. She hoped that she didn't sound like too much like a lovesick teenager.
“Hello Uma.” Grug mumbled awkwardly. He didn't want to have to sit looking up at her but there was that part of her right in front of his face. He didn't know where to look. There was an awkward silence. Grug could never think of anything witty or interesting to say to Uma but that didn't mean he didn't wish he could.  
“Are you planning to go out hunting tomorrow?” She asked sounding a little awestruck.
“Yes.” Grug was relieved that he didn't have to think of something interesting to say.
“Well I hope you catch a nice big bison. I love bison meat.” She smiled down at him wishing that she could think of something else to say. Grug looked down at his club and Uma noticed his friend Brug looking at her with a weird glint in his eye.
“I will try.” Grug said quietly into his beard. Even though he always wished for her to stop and talk to him on the times when she did he found himself wishing she hadn’t.  Underneath his skin wrap his cock stirred.
Across the clearing Uma noticed her aunt Etsa staring hard at her. "I better get going," she adjusted the basket on her head. The movement made her wrap swish and Grug was treated to an inviting flash of thigh. “I will keep an eye out for you tomorrow afternoon. See you.” Uma hurried up the path towards the scowling Etsa.  
“Bye.” Grug looked up to watch her go. Her hips swayed under the weight of her basket and his erection grew harder.
"Grug if you don't mate with that woman soon I will." Brug looked seriously at his friend.
"I don't know," Grug shrugged. "What if I ask her and she says no?"
"By the great sun!" Brug exclaimed. "How many hints does she have to drop?"
"What do you mean?" Grug was a little annoyed at his friend.
"She practically lifted her wrap and asked you to mate her right then." Brug threw his hands up in exasperation.
Grug looked doubtful. "If you say so."

Late the next afternoon Grug and his hunting companions returned carrying a huge male bison. There was jubilation around the camp as the women prepared to cook a feast of fresh bison meat for dinner. The men shared the story of their hunt with children and anyone who would listen. Grug was hailed as a hero who made the killing shot.
That night after everyone was full to bursting Uma found Grug sitting with his friends. Quietly she sat with the group making sure she was sitting close to Grug. Elated with his success and the back slapping from his friends Grug looked at Uma sitting nicely next to him. Did he imagine it or did her breasts seem to be larger tonight? It seemed as if the fur from her garment couldn’t cover them.
“It seems that Grug has caught more than a bison today!” Ogg slapped Grug on the back and their friends laughed. Grug flushed and looked down.
“You better go and see to her,” Brug chuckled. “Women don’t like to be kept waiting.”
The group laughed harder. Hanging his head in embarrassment Grug stood up and grabbed Uma’s arm harder than he meant to and pulled her off to his corner of the cave. Somehow as they stumbled a little in the darkness her fur slipped off her shoulder and her full round breasts bounced out.
“Oh dear,” Uma looked a little flushed. “I am sorry my dress is falling off.” She wriggled her hips and her dress fell down around her feet.
Grug stood looking at her. He felt his cock growing hard at the sight of those breasts and the dark furry triangle between her thighs. He noticed her eyes widen as she looked down at his wrap. He looked down at the bulge that his wrap couldn’t hide.
He didn’t know what came over him then but he pushed Uma down on the ground near where he slept. As she kneeled down and put her head on her arms her round bottom enticed him and he caught a glimpse of the pink opening between her legs. Amazingly she looked over her shoulder at him and said.
“I have wanted you for so long. If you hadn’t taken me tonight I think I would have dragged you off by the beard.”
Grug didn’t answer. He unclasped his wrap and let it fall revealing a massive erection. Uma’s eyes widened even more,
“I am going to enjoy this more than I thought. Fuck me hard RIGHT NOW!”
Happily Grug kneeled behind her sweet round ass and grabbed a handful of her braids in one hand. He sank his cock into her hot opening and fucked her hard. She moaned and screamed in pleasure making him fuck her harder and faster. He slapped her butt with his spare hand grunting in pleasure as he sank into her sweet wet depths.
Uma screamed out, “Harder, harder. You have such a big cock and it feels so good!” Her voice echoed around the walls of the cave. Grug came hard spurting wads of built up cum into her before spraying a little over her firm butt cheeks.
He leaned over her panting a little as he recovered before he stood up and put his wrap back on. Uma picked herself up and wiped his cum off her before she put her dress back on.
“So you want to move in?” Grug asked, trying to sound casual.
“Sure we can do that if you like?” Uma hoped that she sounded casual. She had had her eye on Grug for a long time and now that she had felt that big cock in her she had no intention of letting anyone else muscle in on him.
“Sounds like a plan then.” Grug turned and walked back to his friends by the fire.
“I’ll just get my stuff.” Uma walked away to where the women were sitting. When she was sure he wasn’t looking she did a little skip.




  1. I love the raw passion in this story and the setting really appeals to me!

    Rebel xox

  2. First thank you for coming by my page and reading. Second I love this. Too cute and erotic at the same time. Fred and Wilma Flintstone without the cartoon for the kids..

  3. Thanks for the feedback guys. This week has been a bit of a struggle for me. Hopefully next week will be better.

  4. Mayne! This is just a beautiful piece. Was almost going to pick up a club for Grug for starting the sex with a push but then remembered he was only a savage aka

    That Bloody Pervert