Book 2 of “50 Scales of Grey”

Pimp Dino

By Pornelope

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

Copyright 2018 Pornelope

~~  All characters in this book are over 18.  ~~

It all started with the diamonds.

They’re everywhere, of course. Some of them are so tiny that a strong breeze will send them rolling along like bits of dried sagebrush. Others are so large that it takes a team of sturdy Heptodon bucks to move them.

We dinosaurs have never seen anything remarkable about them, except that they’re pretty when the light hits them just right. But humans value them above all else, and will do almost anything to get them.

That’s how Shanna came into my life. She comes from a time and place so far in the future that my head aches when I think about it. Millions of years she traveled to gather all the diamonds she could find, and send them back in the big glowing beam of light that connects her world to ours.

The scientists in her world use our pretty pebbles to…well, I don’t really know how they use them. When she talks about traveling to other planets in huge metal eggshells, I lose interest…even though I love her intensely, and would do anything at all to please her.

She expected to go a lot further back in time, but her scientists made some kind of mistake, so her glowing light beam stopped in my world several years before I was hatched. She survived amazingly well, for a frail human, before we became partners. But things are a lot better for both of us now.

Shanna found me mired in a swampy bog, and dragged me to safety. I was tiny then, only the size of a Megalocnus. Why, I barely even reached her shoulder! She didn’t care that I’m a half-breed because my T-Rex sire mated with an Allosaurus female one season. She fed me, and didn’t chase me away like all the other dinosaurs did, so I decided to stay with her. And over time I learned to read her thoughts, the way we do with each other, so I could talk to her.

By the time I was five, and nearing maturity, we were sharing all our thoughts and feelings. Her dreams fascinated me most…they were filled with such strange images and sensations! Strongest were the dreams of a human she’d left behind, and the pleasures they’d shared whenever they’d mated. Those dreams left me feeling oddly unsettled, twitching as if a million tiny flies were crawling all over my body.

By that time I was fully grown, three times taller than Shanna and powerful enough to attack and defeat all but the very largest predators. She and I had traveled all over the western shore in search of her pretty diamonds. She’d been especially pleased by the huge gold-streaked gemstones I’d found by accidentally smacking an outcropping with my tail during a heavy rainstorm. That was when I started taking a more active part in her excavations, and it turned out that I have a real talent for finding them when they’re buried underground.

And then it happened. Mating season came around again.

It’s impossible to ignore mating season. For one thing, the ritual dances shake the ground for miles as males and females leap up and down, spin in circles, drum their tails on the ground…and bellow to the skies when the actual mating begins. Back in the olden days, dinosaurs were crushed when the vibrations caused deadly rockslides. So now the rituals are held in broad valleys and fields where a few minor earthquakes aren’t going to kill anyone.

The other thing is, we dinosaurs are telepathic…and when we’re mating, we broadcast our ecstasy on a very wide band. Even humans are susceptible…especially humans who are telepathically bonded to a dinosaur.

Shanna responded to every mating season by pleasuring herself into unconsciousness with a long, thick castoff dinosaur spine she’d found in the field. As it happens, it belonged to my sire…he lost it in a fight with another alpha male before I was hatched. It’s just the right size and shape to make an excellent human-male substitute…a dildo, she calls it. And she used it, and used it, and used it, every single year.

Things changed during my fifth year, though, when I became sexually mature and responded to the mating rituals myself. Poor Shanna! What chance did she have against the combined lusts of four hundred enthusiastic dinosaurs?

Fortunately I already knew what pleased her, so I was able to satisfy both our cravings by encouraging her to ride the thick barbs on my mating shaft…my cock, she calls it…and then rock back and forth on my neck ridges. She climaxed so hard that she fainted…scared me half to death; I thought I’d killed her!

Feeling her cum that hard always makes me cum just as hard…and it’s far more intense than anything my fellow dinosaurs experience, because Shanna and I are so tightly bonded.

We’ve become a solid team. Sure, my arms are spindly and weak just like the other Rexes. But I’m a fast runner…I can outrun any T-Rex or Allosaurus on the planet…and I can defend us both with my strong tail. I can pull heavy loads, too. And I’m smarter than either of my parents. Shanna says it’s because I’ve learned logic and problem-solving from her.

No other dinosaur throughout history has ever bonded with a human before. That’s probably because, in my time, there are no other humans except Shanna.

Recently some of my Allosaurus cousins have been nagging me to share Shanna with them, so they can experience sex the way I do.  Everyone wants to try a human now, even the Rexes…which is really funny because at first they only wanted to eat her like one of the plump Heptodons they raise for food.

I feel bad for them, because they can never experience the incredible pleasure Shanna and I share whenever the mood strikes. And it strikes a lot, now that I’ve gotten her over those silly inhibitions about having sex with a dinosaur.

But I won’t share her with them. She’s my mate.

“Timmy, look at this!” Shanna slowed her hovercraft at the edge of a broad plateau, and studied her complex handheld monitor. “These readings are off the scale!”

You think we’ve found it, don’t you? The muscular young dinosaur lumbered to a stop, and bent down to nuzzle her shoulder. The affectionate gesture would have knocked her off the cart if she hadn’t automatically braced herself.

“Well, we’ve been searching for weeks,” she exclaimed, waving aimlessly around at the lush prairie grass. “And we know it has to be here somewhere…even allowing for continental drift and tectonic shifting, this ought to be the right area. So I think we must be close!”

There should be a high hill nearby…what did you call it?

“A tor,” she murmured, glancing around. “A big knob of land jutting up like a fist. And two rivers coming down from the hills, and meeting beneath it. I remember seeing ancient renderings…photographs, the scientists called them…of the gigantic mine that was carved out by hand.  It was a huge pit in the ground.”

Timmy swung his large head back and forth. I don’t see any deep pits.

“No, there won’t be any here now,” she chuckled, and idly stroked his muscular leg. The luxuriant fur covering it felt like plush velvet beneath her callused palm. “It won’t be dug until…sometime in the 19th century, I think. Ancient history from when I was born, but 66 million years ahead of where we are now.”

Time travel makes my head hurt, he grumbled, and restlessly scraped one taloned foot against the hard-packed dirt.

It did the same to Shanna…and the realization that she was the only human alive at a time when her most distant ancestors hadn’t even taken to the trees was…unsettling. Briefly she felt a wave of homesick melancholy weigh her down.

Timmy sensed her mood, and nudged her hard enough to make her stagger. Let’s have sex! he suggested with a wide, toothy grin.

Shanna shot a jaundiced glance in his direction. “That’s your solution for everything, isn’t it?” she teased.

But she had to admit that it was a fine solution for nearly every single problem she could think of…and when he flopped to the ground and playfully rolled onto his back, she couldn’t help laughing. “You’re incorrigible!”

Does that mean I like to have sex all the time? he thought hopefully.

Shanna laughed again. “No. It means you have a one-track mind…which, in your case, means you like to have sex all the time,” she concluded with an exasperated grin. “We really ought to keep searching for the diamonds, you know.”

The diamonds will still be there tomorrow. Coyly the huge dinosaur peeled back the flap of skin covering his cloaca, and a massive shaft began to rise from it. When nearly five feet of it had emerged, long blunted barbs swelled and expanded all over it, giving it the look of a huge flesh-colored cactus.

Despite herself, Shanna’s mouth began to water. The first time she’d ridden those barbs to an explosive orgasm…

She’d been provoked, she reminded herself with an embarrassed flush. Mating season was always incredibly powerful, and when Timmy had responded to the telepathic barrage of pure sensual pleasure, too…  Well, what was a girl to do?

She still remembered the incredible thrill of being filled to the brim by that hot, hard alien shaft. She hadn’t meant for it to happen, but in hindsight she supposed it had been inevitable. The mating dances in the next valley had driven them both mad with lusty desire. Every time she’d masturbated into an explosive climax, Timmy had erupted like a geyser.

Then she’d accidentally touched his immense cock…and nothing had been the same since. Every different thing they’d tried had spurred them onto greater challenges, until finally she’d dared to climb onto his neck and ride his rigid neck spikes like a primitive Sybian machine. Wrapping both arms around his swollen cock and sinking down onto the nearest hardened barb had been an irresistible temptation she’d embraced with ecstatic delight.

She’d felt guilty afterwards, as though she’d committed some horrible unnatural act. But their psychic and emotional bonds were so strong that she hadn’t wallowed in guilt for long. So what if his body happened to be enormous and covered with an exotic blend of scales and velvety fur? Timmy was her soulmate. His pleasure was her pleasure…and they’d learned to pleasure each other so well that even the other dinosaurs had recently begun taking notice when they mated.

Laughing, she scrambled up onto his broad chest, and wrapped both arms around his visibly pulsing cock. Its warm musky scent tickled her senses, and kicked her hyperactive libido into high gear. Fierce shudders swept through his rugged body when she pressed enthusiastic kisses all around the swollen crown, then seductively rubbed her sensitive breasts against it.

Take your clothes off! Timmy’s mental voice was ragged with growing excitement. It feels so good when your skin touches mine!

Her fingers flew, and the worn scraps of cloth she’d long-since adopted in place of her high-tech jumpsuit vanished like mist. Naked, she moaned and swayed against his cock again, and felt her nipples rise into hard, aching peaks. He was right; it did feel wonderful!

Eagerly she wrapped one leg around his thick shaft and rubbed her tingling pussy up and down. His breathing quickened as her own excitement began to peak. Hurry, Shanna! Ride me!

How could she possibly resist when the nearest barb was starting to curve upward in an incredibly erotic arc? And it was perfectly positioned; she only needed to step sideways, and it thrust excitingly between her parted thighs.

Timmy’s long tail began to thrash back and forth in the long grass. Hurry, Shanna! Hurry!

She teased them both by sliding back and forth on it, and letting its thick length caress her slick folds. Then she eased back just enough to let the blunted tip penetrate her tight passage. Timmy huffed with lusty delight. Every quick rise and fall of his stomach pushed her forward, so that the barb pressed deeper and deeper until she was gasping with stunned wonder.

“I can’t take anymore!”

You can always take more!

Air rasped in her lungs as she rocked faster, until her slender hips were a blur, and his rigid barb was slamming hard into her.

More! Hurry, Shanna! Take more!

Breathlessly she ground herself against his thudding cock, and tightened her legs as far as they could reach. Fierce ripples began to sweep along his impressive length.

Shanna…I’m going to cum! His voice rose into a deep, resounding bellow. I’m going to cum!

She felt it when the first gush erupted; his entire body jerked wildly, and the barb drove home even deeper than before. His frantic cry of release echoed across the broad plateau, scattering every witless herd beast for miles. Then he came again, and again, and again.

Shanna held on for dear life as her exquisite pleasure flooded his mind, and he returned it amplified a hundredfold. This was the moment she craved, when the full strength of his explosive passion shattered every single nerve in her straining body.

Her ecstatic scream rose to blend with his…and then the entire world faded to gray.

She awoke to a cloudless blue sky. Noisy Charadriidae…prehistoric seagulls…circled overhead, then veered south and abruptly vanished. Every muscle in her body ached as she clambered slowly to her feet and peered after them. Timmy’s immense hand-claws began to glide up and down her back with incredible gentleness. She leaned against them, and welcomed the massage; having sex with a dinosaur was explosive, but she always paid for it the next day.

More birds screamed by overhead and vanished south. Baffled, she took one step in that direction, then another.

Timmy nudged her with one muscular thigh. Taking the hint, she clambered up his back, gripping handfuls of his thick, silky fur until she was perched high on his neck. His short spines rubbed deliciously against her sensitive pussy and tingling anal rim. Normally she only rode him like this when they both wanted to erupt in mind-shattering orgasmic bliss, but right now curiosity was stronger. She settled herself firmly between the solid ridges, and held on tightly as he lumbered forward.

It took him less than fifty paces to reach their destination, but in that short time she grew breathless and aching with lusty excitement. Only the amazing sight that greeted them could have thrown her screaming libido back into second gear; the plateau fell away in a series of steep, dizzying ledges before leveling far below in a large valley rimmed on either side by rushing streams.

The glare was so brilliant that she flung both arms over her eyes, then cautiously peered between her splayed fingers.

We’ve found it! Timmy’s triumphant bellow was victorious. Look at them all, Shanna! Is that what ‘snow’ looks like?

Diamonds of every size, shape, and color were thickly layered on the ground below them. The bright morning sun cast a million glorious prisms dancing along the steep cliff face beneath their feet, and ricocheted crazily against every available surface. Timmy’s chest fur and leathery face were brilliant with glowing reds, blues, greens, and golds. Shanna knew that she must be bathed in the same vibrant hues.

“We’ve found it!” she echoed him, and leaned forward to wrap both arms around his sturdy neck. “Just wait until ConCen sees this! They won’t believe their eyes!”

She hugged him again…and for one fleeting moment, wished he was capable of hugging her back. She missed the delightful thrill of a man’s strong arms encircling her slender body…

She’d been right. ConCen’s scientists nearly flipped their circuits when she sent them detailed holos of the vast diamond-studded plain. “We kept looking for a tor,” she laughed as she fed several dozen clumps of shimmering raw gems into the transmat’s powerful energy beam. “I had no idea we were actually on top of it until we nearly stumbled over the edge of the cliff. And there it was beneath us…hectares of diamonds just lying there, waiting to be collected!

“Timmy wanted to know if that’s what snow looks like,” she added with a chuckle. “He’s seen the images in my mind, but of course it never snows here. I told him it looks like a glacier.”

She was fully aware that, 66 million years in her future, hundreds of esteemed scientists were glancing at each other in uneasy concern. They didn’t believe her claims that the dinosaur she’d rescued was telepathic; they were sure she was becoming mentally unhinged from living in the far-distant prehistoric past for nearly eighteen years. As long as she continued to supply them with high-grade diamonds, they weren’t going to yank her back for psychiatric isolation, but their questions—which at first had been subtle—were becoming increasingly skeptical.

“Even if you only gather the diamonds lying on the surface—and you must, Shanna; it’s absolutely imperative you don’t dig for any of the gems that will someday be mined in the Kimberley Big Hole,” the highest ranking scientist warned, shaking a stern finger at her, “it will take you years to gather them.

“We’ve discussed how to most efficiently handle this situation, and are sending a large team of workers to assist you. Expect them shortly.”

Before she could muster a startled protest, his angular face vanished, and the transmat beam resumed its vivid golden glow.

More workers! Shanna was torn between gleeful elation and gut-churning dread. She’d grown to love this vast emptiness, so different from the overcrowded slave warrens, where a single moment’s privacy was worth more than the rarest diamond. This air was fresh and clean, and the nights were blessedly silent except for the comforting sounds of small creatures rustling through the grass.

How soon was ‘shortly’? An hour? A day?

As if in answer to her troubled thoughts, the transmat beam brightened to dazzling intensity. She stepped back, and shielded her watering eyes.

Huge grotesque forms began to emerge from the humming power stream. She sucked in a startled breath, then realized they were humans safely confined in the same multi-functional powered suits she’d once worn. How strange she must have looked to the creatures who lived in this era!

Twenty-seven, twenty-eight- twenty-nine. She counted them with growing trepidation, and wondered how Timmy and she would cope with all these new people cluttering up her pristine world.

Then the tallest one removed his helmet, and she launched forward with a happy cry. “Mac!”

He caught her in mid-air, and swung her around in wide, dizzying circles. Timmy looked on with keen interest as he captured her laughing mouth in a deep, passionate kiss.

“You remember Colleen and Daire,” Mac said, lifting a hand toward the statuesque blondes who were already starting to unpack an immense cube of supplies that had arrived hard on their heels. “And Hede, Tomas, Nate, Riviera, Roman, Sephara…”

She knew all of them, Shanna realized without much surprise, as they’d all studied together at the mining university. Competition had been fierce, and rivalry had prevented her from making any close friends…but that hardly mattered now. She might have been first-sent, but now they would all have ample chance to make their fortunes in this rich, raw prehistoric world.

“Tim sends his best,” Mac continued with a quirky grin, “and said he’s honored that you named your, ah, dinosaur friend after him.”

Shanna narrowed her eyes, and peered suspiciously up at him. “He did not,” she accused with a knowing smirk.

Her keen perception only made the big man laugh. “Okay, no…he didn’t. Actually it pretty much weirded him out when everyone started teasing him about having a dino-son.”

She could well imagine that it had, and was chagrined for not having considered that when she’d named the stranded hatchling. But Timmy he was now, and that was that. “How many real sons has he sired by now?” she teased, punching Mac in the arm.

“Who counts?” His broad shoulders moved in an idle shrug. “But Shanna, you should know…he’s gotten tight with the Asian medic, Tia. I think maybe it’s serious.”

He’d already been serious about her before Shanna had been sent back…eighteen years ago from her perspective, but only one year from Mac’s. Still, she felt an unexpected pang of sorrow, and barely managed a nonchalant smile. “Ancient history,” she quipped. “I wish them well.”

She truly did, too. Tim had been her lover for many years, but the only thing that had bound them together was good sex. If Tia could make him happy, then she was the right woman for him.

Besides, she had Timmy now, and she was never going back to the slave warrens.

Never.

“So they put you in charge of the second team.” And she hadn’t missed the deliberate pairings…fourteen women, fifteen men. The extra man had been sent to partner with her.

Mac spread both hands wide. “I scored the highest.”

And he’d been her lover nearly as often as Tim. ConCen had left nothing to chance…as usual.

She wasn’t quite sure how she felt about that.

On the one hand…yes, she did miss the heady sensation of a man’s strong body moving over her, in her. Lips tasting, caressing. Clever fingers stroking. Those were things that Timmy, despite their intimate mental bond, couldn’t offer.

On the other hand…sex with a telepathic dinosaur was a thousand times more intense than any mere human mating. She’d reveled in mind-blowing sex for nearly three full years. How could she help being disappointed when even Mac, who was a fantastic lover, couldn’t begin to match the ecstasy she always shared with her dinosaur?

“What kind of supplies have you brought?” she asked, turning away to hide her dismayed expression. “My enviro-tent is hidden in the gorge back there.” And she waved a hand toward the fissure where two high cliffs met. “It’s large enough to store everything while we’re traveling.”

“Tonight we celebrate,” he said firmly, and looped a long arm around her waist. “And while I’m thinking about it, when do we get to meet your overgrown iguana?”

Anger stiffened her spine. “He’s not an overgrown iguana,” she snapped, jamming an elbow into his lean ribs with enough force to send him staggering back three paces. “He’s the dominant species in this world, and the sooner you realize that, and show him the respect he’s due, the better off you’ll be!”

Mac blinked in surprise. Shanna had always been a spitfire, but he’d never seen her riled quite so easily. Perhaps ConCen was right to worry, he mused.

“My apologies,” he said easily, and glanced idly around the clearing. It was empty except for the transmat, their piled cubes of equipment and food, and a thick grove of trees with surprisingly vivid multicolored blossoms. “I meant no insult, Shanna. But I’m eager to meet him; the entire warren has been humming ever since you rescued him.”

She cast him an odd glance, then waved toward the thicket of trees. “He’s standing right there.”

Mac looked again…and nearly jumped right out of his skin.

The thicket of trees wasn’t a flowering grove after all. It was an immense young dinosaur with thick rainbow-hued fur.

“Timmy!” Shanna spoke aloud, as was her habit, and smiled up at the twenty-foot carnivore with open affection. “Will you come meet my friends from the future?”

Someone behind her yelped, and was sternly hushed, when the dinosaur lazily ambled over to Shanna. She reached up to stroke his leathery face, then turned and grinned at her new companions. “Timmy is my partner,” she told them, with just enough emphasis to warn Mac that she’d figured out his dual role. “He protects me from any Rexes or Allosaurus who might want to hurt the camp, and helps with my expeditions.”

Behind her, they all exchanged dubious glances. They’d heard the stories, of course. But he was a reptile…a big lizard! How could he possibly be smart enough to help with anything?

Mac took charge with his normal confidence, though perhaps only Shanna realized it was a bit strained around the edges. He bowed deeply to the young carnivore, taking care to maintain eye contact. The others nervously followed his lead.

Timmy nodded in response, then bent and slowly extended his hand-claws. Someone in the back gasped, but Mac was up for the challenge; he grasped the nearest one, and politely shook it. Shanna rewarded him with a beaming smile.

“So what have you brought with you?” she urged, sweeping an arm toward the mounds of supplies. “Anything good to eat?”

“Enough food and drink to sink a spaceship,” he quipped. “Including several cases of your favorite booster!”

“Stimbrosia?” Shanna’s eyes gleamed with avid pleasure. “Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s party!”

Stimbrosia was more than just a delicious alcoholic beverage; it was a potent aphrodisiac. She’d gotten hooked on it while she’d been at University…Tim had introduced her to it, she remembered with a sentimental pang. Not that she’d needed a booster to enjoy sex with him; he’d had enough stamina for three. And Mac was almost as clever with his hands and mouth, she thought with a quick shiver of excitement. God, how she’d missed feeling a man’s hot mouth moving over her shuddering body!

He seemed eager to get reacquainted, too, if the thick bulge under his silvery jumpsuit was any indication.

She matched his delicacies from the future with delicious fresh fruits and a roasted Heptodon buck big enough to feed them all with plenty of leftovers. The fragrant aromas of cooking foods rose on the warm summer breeze. She wasn’t the only one to breathe deeply, and anticipate the coming feast.

Laughter—a sound rarely heard so many millennia before humans would conquer these lands—rang out as plates and mugs were filled, and the newcomers felt their tensed nerves relax.

Should we tell them? Timmy thought slyly after the potent Stimbrosia had begun taking effect, and several of Mac’s companions had already shed their durable coveralls. More were showing its effects in flushed faces, unbuttoned collars, and secretive caresses.

She’d been aware of their growing audience, too, and abruptly realized why Stimbrosia was so effective. It didn’t only lower sexual inhibitions, it lowered mental ones, too! The curious Allosaurus gathering in a loose circle behind him were picking up on her friends’ growing sexual energy!

No, she thought back. Let them have their fun tonight. An audience won’t upset them…there’s no privacy in the slave warrens, so everything’s public. But an audience of horny dinosaurs would scare them half to death.

She heard Timmy’s muffled snort of laughter with her mind and her ears, and shot him a quick grin over Mac’s shoulder.

Then she frowned a little when Timmy shot back, What about you? Are you going to have fun with them?

Monogamy was virtually unheard of in the 25th century slave warrens…but Timmy and she had become a bonded pair. The unlikeliest of mates, but mates they were all the same. She hadn’t really given any serious thought to having sex with Mac or any of the others…had she?

He gave her a mental nudge that nearly shoved her right off the fallen log she was using as a bench. She whipped around in surprise, then froze when Mac began tugging off his own jumpsuit. “Too hot,” he explained with a cheerful grin. “You’ve got the right idea, going native like that.”

She hadn’t given any thought to her own skimpy attire, but now she became very conscious of the narrow cloth band circling her lush breasts, and the loose sarong that barely covered her slender hips. She wore nothing beneath it, because that made it easier to scramble up Timmy’s muscular back and ride his bony neck ridges to a screaming climax. When they were roaming the vast continent in search of new diamond caches, he encouraged her to ride him several times a day…and they always had sex at least once after dinner. She did love perching on his swollen cock barbs, especially when she could angle herself so that two filled her at once!

Sex with a human could never match what she had with her dinosaur mate, she realized with a pang.

Yes, it will. You’ve missed things I can’t do for you. Ride him hard, Shanna, and let him do those things to you. I’ll share it with you, and channel the pleasure back so you cum just as hard as when we have sex.

He’d do that for her?

Of course! I want to experience what humans share together! he told her with a deep, rumbling chuckle. And the Ally’s want to experience it, too. They’re so jealous that you and I are mates!

They wanted to experience human mating?

Her eyes began to gleam with rising excitement.

She got a sudden vivid mental image of a color rendering she’d seen once. Primitive humans had been fond of something they’d called ‘movies.’ Those semi-realistic holos had been played against a big white sheet. Some stories had been purely imaginary, just for fun. Others had been meant to instruct. She’d watched several with her mates in an effort to understand that strange long-gone culture.

To this day, she wasn’t sure whether that holo called ‘The Pimp’ had been a training film or a fantasy. Who could say for sure, when they’d been psychotically twisted enough to envision strange concepts like prostitution? The thought of trading money for sex was totally foreign, and more than a little disturbing in a culture who believed in sharing sex just for the sheer pleasure of sharing!

Still, the mental image of Timmy wearing a tiger-striped purple hat and carrying a gold-tipped cane, with a gigantic diamond embedded in his front incisor, nearly made her double over with hysterical laughter.

I could do it, he thought with a delighted laugh of his own. I could match up the Ally’s with your female partners, and teach them how to project the pleasure back so they’d all feel what we do!

If they were going to be here long…and as ConCen didn’t believe in wasting energy or monetary credits on unnecessary time-travel, they were likely to be here for years…they’d have to come to terms with the Allosaurus eventually.

It was definitely something to consider tomorrow. But right now she was having too much trouble concentrating; the Stimbrosia was affecting her, too, and Timmy was heightening the exquisite sensations by echoing back every other passionate thrill filling the broad clearing.

With a lusty moan, she tore off her faded bikini top, and hurled it into the darkness. Mac encouraged her by wriggling out of his silvery pants, and let them fall into a heap at his feet. His big cock speared up, thick and ramrod-straight in the glowing moonlight.

She was suddenly ravenous for the taste of human cum jetting down her throat, and the wondrous delight of a hot tongue thrusting deep into her own spasming pussy. “Eat me!” she begged, sprawling out on the grass just beyond the fire-lit circle. “Hurry, Mac!” Then she bucked in stunned delight as he tumbled with her, and his eager mouth descended on her sensitive clit. “Oh, sweet stars!”

She came so fast that she nearly screamed. Then the entire world went mad as Timmy channeled the shocking pleasure through his own rising cock, which swelled to its full immense size in moments, and then shot it back into her shuddering body like an exploding rocket. She came again, and this time she did scream as he split the heady sensations to flood Mac’s reeling mind with his hot orgasmic delight.

The big man barely had time to stiffen and gasp before his entire body erupted in the hottest climax he’d ever experienced. Gush after gush of slick cum soared through the air, like a shimmering geyser, as he grunted fiercely and clutched the grass like a lifeline. When he finally sagged back, gasping in stunned disbelief, his eyes were wide and blank with shock.

Giggling, she wriggled around and clasped shaky arms around his trembling body. “Welcome to the Age of Dinosaurs!” she teased. “And it only gets better from here!”

His heart was thundering so loudly that he barely even heard her breathless laugh. Finally he mustered enough strength to shift his eyes in her direction. “What the hell just happened?” he panted.

“Timmy!” Grinning, she angled her head toward the huge eyes glowing over their heads. “Dinos are telepathic, didn’t they tell you? Sex here is the absolute best!”

He knew Shanna had claimed a telepathic bond with Timmy, but he hadn’t really believed it even after arriving here.

He goggled a little. “You’ve had sex with that dinosaur?”

“Of course!” She giggled again, and rested her head on his heaving chest. “They’re the dominant species here! Did you really think I’d be able to last nearly eighteen years without going absolutely crazy? Timmy and I have been sharing sex for nearly three years now!” And the prospect of being able to spend at least four hundred more years enjoying the same explosive delights made her horny all over again. God, she loved the enhanced lifespan she’d been granted for volunteering for this assignment! “Come on, Mac, let’s try it again!”

Nimbly she straddled his lean hips, and began to rock back and forth in a vigorous rhythm. He hadn’t thought he could get hard again so fast, even with Stimbrosia coursing through his veins; was the dinosaur doing that to him? But then he stopped caring as she sank down on him with a joyous cry, and began to hump up and down. Every eager stroke was incredible, far more intense than anything he’d known before. He swore he could feel every single vein throbbing with rising passion as his cock swelled, and swelled, and swelled again.

He’d never been able to last this long, either…hour after explosive hour, as they experimented with every single exotic position they could think of!

“I need to cum!” Oh God, the sweet pressure was nearly unbearable! “Shanna, please! I need to cum…let me cum!” Faster he pounded, and faster still, thrusting so hard that his hips hammered relentlessly between hers. “Please…please…PLEASE…”

Timmy??

It’s not me!

She felt it when he broke the intense mental link, just for an instant, and snarling bellows echoed through the shimmering dawn. Then he was back, just in time to catch and rebound Mac’s desperate orgasmic lunge. The hot pleasure was so stunning that she nearly levitated off the ground. Her clutching fingers left bruises in Mac’s straining thighs.

And then it was over, and only their ragged, gasping moans filled the quiet morning air.

“I’ve never fucked anyone all night long without even a quick rest break.” Mac’s deep voice was husky with wondering disbelief. “All night long, Shanna…nearly nine hours straight! I’m good, and I know it…but that’s impossible, even for me!”

“It was, back in the 25th century.” She had to clear her throat twice before the words would emerge at more than a faint whisper. “But this isn’t the 25th century…and you had a little help.”

“I know.” He wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about that. Sure, it had been absolutely incredible…the most incredible sex he’d ever experienced. No complaints whatsoever on that score! But if the dinosaur could control him that thoroughly during sex, what might stop him from doing it other times, too? What if he decided he didn’t want Mac to stick around, and forced him off a cliff?

Shanna caught a whisper of his troubled thoughts, and firmly shook her head. “He won’t. I swear it, Mac. He won’t hurt you, or anyone else. Not ever, for any reason!”

“He nearly pushed me into cardiac arrest!” Sudden anger gave him the strength to lever up on one scraped elbow. “Maybe you can handle an arrested orgasm, but I can’t! I thought my heart was going to burst…I was scared half to death!”

Shanna swallowed hard. “It wasn’t Timmy,” she confessed, looking uncomfortably away. “It was one of the Ally’s.”

“It was…what?” Baffled, he gaped down at her. “What the hell is an Ally?”

“An Allosaurus,” she sighed, and raked unsteady fingers through her tangled curls. “Look, I know this is all strange to you, but just let me try to explain, okay?”

His grim expression was anything but encouraging.

“There are a whole lot of dinosaur species here,” she began. “The Rexes are the biggest, the strongest.”

He nodded impatiently. “I aced my prehistoric training just like you did, Shanna,” he snapped. “Get to the point.”

“Timmy is a cross-breed,” she explained, wringing her fingers together. “His father is a T-Rex…the alpha male in this region…but his mother was an Allosaurus. They’re smaller, faster. Smarter, too.” A wry smile twisted her lips. “And a lot more curious.

“When you arrived last night, a bunch of males decided to come check you out. We knew they were here,” she admitted, glancing toward the massive young dinosaur who was standing guard several dozen meters away. “They were drawn to our mating party.”

“They’re telepathic, too,” he surmised with a scowl.

“All dinosaurs are telepathic,” she reminded him, and risked gliding a hand over his muscular forearm. “They’ve been getting more and more curious about Timmy and me…so last night they decided to join in.”

His head snapped around, and the flash in his eyes was livid with fury. “I was being controlled by an Allosaurus? Not the dinosaur you know and trust, but one who might have caused me harm?”

“Not knowingly!” she quickly protested. “They were just…curious! We were all broadcasting so loudly, and Timmy was channeling it back so everyone was experiencing even more pleasure! Sex with a dinosaur is…amazing. Beyond amazing!”

She looked and sounded so dreamy that he felt another quick flare of annoyance. “He nearly killed me!” he grated.

“It won’t happen again.” She quickly recalled herself, and squeezed his arm. “He didn’t understand that you could only hold back so long, and then you needed to release. The moment we realized something was wrong, Timmy intervened…tore a huge gash in his flank,” she added with a vindictive grin. “He won’t be butting in again where he’s not wanted.

“But they all want to try it again. Telepathic sex with humans is a hundred times more intense than anything they’ve felt before. So we need to reach some understanding with them, Mac, before one of them just can’t resist anymore, and wades right into the thick of things.”

“Wades right into…” His eyes bugged. “You don’t mean we could get raped by one of those things!”

“No!” Rape wasn’t a dinosaur concept; they weren’t built to think that way. “He’d likely flop down on his back the way Timmy does, and try to entice someone to ride his cock.”

Mac’s mouth fell open again. “You’ve…ridden…”

She suddenly blushed. “No, not the way you’re thinking. It’s nearly two meters tall, and as thick around as I can reach. But the barbs on it are just perfectly sized and spaced, and…”

He was looking appalled…how much of that, she wondered, was because she was describing the unthinkable, and how much because the unthinkable was arousing him again?

“Sometimes I hump up and down on his neck ridges,” she added with a guilty flush. “You know I’ve always loved being in the middle, and it feels just like two hard cocks filling me. Like when Tim and you used to double-fuck me, back in the warren.”

He simply stared at her in shocked disbelief…while his own cock rose tall and straight, betraying his bone-deep lust.

Smiling, she curled agile fingers around it, then dove down so fast that he could only suck in a strangled gasp. “I want to taste you cumming!” she urged, slanting a quick grin up at him. “Let yourself go fast this time, Mac! I’ve missed your taste so much!”

“Will…he…”

Air shuddered in and out of his lungs as he felt the distinctive mental touch that he now knew belonged to Timmy. Even as it repelled him, he welcomed it…craved it, as pleasure ricocheted through his body in ever-spiraling waves.

He wanted to cum…wanted to stay hard. With the young dino’s help, he could do both. Gasping, he relinquished control, and felt the first thick, wet spurts rise to flood her eager mouth. She swallowed fast, moaning with heady delight, then swallowed again as a second surging climax followed the first.

God, I’ve missed this!

He swore he heard her voice, muffled through the telepathic link, echo through his reeling brain as he swelled even more in response to Timmy’s firm control.

Yes, keep me hard! Let me fuck her again and again and again!

He stayed hard. Rock-hard, as if the Stimbrosia was still fresh against his tongue. Hour after hour he kept going, and knew his companions were reveling in their own renewed orgies as Timmy split his attention among them, and trumpeted his own explosive orgasmic pleasure whenever Shanna climaxed and cried out in rapt wonder.

They slept for nearly two straight days, and woke ravenous and aching from head to toe. Everyone was so blissfully relaxed that Shanna’s hesitant confession only inspired weary smiles and chuckles.

“If sex is that good with him peeking in,” Sephara summed it up for everyone, “let him peek all he wants! And the others, too! Gotta admit, I’d like to try humping it with a dinosaur just once, to say I’ve done it.”

Shanna’s grin widened. “If you try it once, you’ll want it again,” she predicted.

“Yeah?” Nate flashed her a sour glance. “Then what good are we men? Just pack mules to cart the diamonds, while the girls fuck themselves senseless on dino cock every night?”

“Of course not.” Mac surprised her by speaking up, and laying a supportive hand on her shoulder. “All of us swing both ways; that’s partly why we were chosen. I love hot cock just as much as I love sweet pussy. So do you, Nate. And we’re all compatible with each other. So even if every single girl partners with a dino every single time, we guys still have each other. I’ll partner you any time you want.”

Nate’s cock hardened at the provocative thought, and so did Mac’s. They grinned at each other like witless fools until Roman pointed out, “There are fifteen men. Someone will be left out.”

“I can take two cocks,” Mac promised him, and impishly wiggled his eyebrows. “And I’m not the only one. No one will get left out.”

“Besides,” Hede interjected, “we might not all like fucking dinosaurs! Let’s try it first, then see how it goes from there.”

They would, Shanna thought. They’d absolutely adore it! And so would the men, when the psychic backlash kept them going higher and hotter than they’d ever dreamed possible.

“The Ally’s are likely to be a little clumsy at first,” she said aloud, and waved toward the clump of dinosaurs waiting impatiently at the far end of the long field. “All those males are young. They came into their first mating rut a few months ago, but weren’t able to find mates. They’re not bisexual like we are,” she conceded with a rueful grin, “and there weren’t enough females to go around. So they’re rarin’ to go, and fascinated by what they’ve experienced through Timmy and me. Just say the word, and they’ll be here in an instant.”

Hede gulped hard. “How likely are we to get hurt?”

“You won’t.” Mac stood, and towered protectively over them all. Muscles bulged all over his body; the long one swaying between his rugged thighs riveted attention until he waved a hand in Timmy’s direction. “Shanna’s mate will control them until they’ve learned how to please you. After that, how fast and hard you want to go will be entirely up to you.”

“I think I’d like to see how it’s done first,” Daire said nervously. “He’s so big, Shanna! Surely his cock’s big like his body, not tiny like his hands!”

Shanna began to grin. “It sure is! But I don’t ride it the way you’re thinking…no one could. The Ally’s will be smaller, but even so you’ll have to ride the barbs like I do with Timmy. Let me show you!”

Timmy was delighted to oblige, and flopped over onto his back with an earth-shaking crash. Everyone gasped as she scrambled up his massive ribcage, using tufts of soft fur as handholds.

“Let’s give ’em a real show, Timmy!” she urged. “You’re my mate, Mac even said so himself! Can you fuck me and still broadcast everything to them?”

Absolutely!

A quick shudder rippled down his immense body; then the flap of skin that covered his cloaca peeled silently back, and his gigantic penis began to rise.

He was already psychically connected to them all; she heard Hede moan with stunned excitement through their shared link. Instinctively she cupped her lush breasts and stroked her nipples into hard peaks, and her delighted moan echoed Hede’s.

They all felt heat swirl through her flat belly as she swayed seductively against that massive cock, and her sensitive nipples traced intricate patterns over Timmy’s swollen flesh. He shuddered again, and emitted a warbling moan that raised the hair on every scalp.

“Now, Timmy!” she urged. “Long and hard!”

The smooth barbs she loved to fuck began to emerge in all directions. Eagerly she stroked her favorite, the one that curved up at just the right angle, and felt it swell beneath her fingers. “Yeah, that’s right,” she panted. “Even an overdose of Stimbrosia can’t match fucking you!”

Knowing she had a captivated audience made it even more exciting. Teasingly she curled her leg around him and rubbed her wet pussy against his thudding shaft, then began to grind against the rounded point. It had taken plenty of practice for her to sink down on it easily, and now she could do it fast and hard…but she didn’t want any of her friends to get carried away and hurt themselves. Slowly, very slowly, she rocked her hips back and forth, drawing it a little deeper every time. The hot ecstasy was blinding…

But it was going to get even better!

Moaning, she began to work it, clutching two other barbs and bracing her feet against his base so that she could hump up and down with increasing speed. Shockwaves tore through her quivering body in stunning waves that made her cry out.

They were all starting to get into the act; she could feel passionate surges through the link, like fiery pinprick tingles of excitement, as lusting bodies began merging with stunning force.

Then she gasped again as a new sensation flooded her mind. She’d always wondered how a man felt sex; Mac and Nate were fucking like crazed weasels, and the waves of pleasure radiating from them were incredible!

She came hard when Nate buried himself in Mac’s rugged body and pumped thick ropes of cum deep into his tight anal passage, then came again when Reese did the same to Nate, trapping him in the middle. And then there were Colleen, Roman, Sephara, Riviera, Hede, Tomas, Daire, Golda, Winnie, Basti, Cera, Gor, Chi…

Layer upon layer of sheer sensual delight coursed through her mind until she was sure she couldn’t take any more. And still more swamped her as the curious Ally’s began to edge closer, and their rising excitement swirled through her dazzled mind.

Timmy, I can’t take anymore!

You can! He urged her into a different position, balanced her while she sank deep on a smaller barb, and screamed in ecstasy as explosive anal pleasure ricocheted through her shuddering body. Again, Shanna! Again!

How much longer could he keep going? Fierce shudders started to rack his body, and his long tail thrashed violently through the grass as his own control began to slip. Shanna…Shannnnnnaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!

Thick milky bursts jetted through the air and splashed down like gigantic raindrops as he bucked so fiercely that he nearly threw her off. Then he fell back, exhausted, and the ground shook beneath him.

That’s the best one yet! he panted as the sky revolved in wild circles overhead. Shanna…are you okay?

“Look.” Her voice was so hoarse that she could barely even manage the faint whisper. But he saw through her bleary eyes, and an amused chuckle made his entire limp body vibrate.

Hede…shy, nervous Hede…was straddling one of the quivering Allosaurus males. Its cock—much smaller than his own, but still quite an impressive length—was towering high above its prone body. She was ignoring the smaller barbs that ringed its hardened shaft, and eagerly rocking up and down on its swollen crown. The dazzled wonder on her pretty face was absolutely breathtaking.

“She’s cumming!” Shanna felt an answering jolt sweep through her own weary body, and discovered that she still had just a bit of energy left. “Oh God, she’s cumming hard!”

They all are!

Even the horny men had abandoned the fire-lit clearing, and were scrambling up to impale themselves on rigid dino cocks.

And she was feeling it all.

The frantic cries of delight that echoed up and down the long valley made Shanna grin. “We’ll let them play for a few weeks,” she told Timmy as she pressed a teasing kiss against his gradually-shrinking cock. “ConCen will never know…only a day will pass on their end, no matter how much time we take here.”

The Ally’s can help us gather diamonds.

“That they can, and hunt for us.”

Do you want to try one of them?

She rolled off his stomach, slid to the flattened grass, and grabbed a handful of fur as her knees threatened to buckle. “No,” she said firmly. “I might join in sometimes if one of the men wants me, because I really do love oral sex. But you’re my mate, not them. And none of the Ally’s could possibly be as good as you.”

He rolled onto his side, then did something he’d never done before. He curled his spindly little arms around her, and drew her close for a gentle hug. I love you, Shanna.

“And I love you.” Content, she leaned against his solid ribcage, and enjoyed the hot bursts of lust that echoed all around them. “How long do you think it will take them to collapse from sheer exhaustion?”

He thought about it for a moment, then chuckled again. The Ally’s are fresh and eager, and they’re enjoying it just as much as your people are. Late tomorrow afternoon at the earliest.

She’d figured about the same. “Think you’re up for another round?” she teased, digging her elbow into his leathery stomach.

His big eyes began to gleam. Just watch me!

== < || > ==

If you enjoyed “Pimp Dino,” be sure to check out Book 1 of “50 Scales of Grey”:

Dinos Are A Girl’s Best Friend

Shanna had been sent back 66 million years by the CenCon scientists to prospect for immense raw diamonds…but she finds more than she ever expected when she rescues a baby T-Rex and names it Timmy. Who could have guessed that dinosaurs were telepathic…and when Timmy grows up, he wants a whole lot more from her than just a platonic friendship!

~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~

Timmy’s skin was twitching rhythmically. Concerned, Shanna levered herself up on one elbow, then gasped. A long, smooth mass was rising from his cloaca. She’d always known that Rexes possessed sexual organs, but she’d never expected to see one up-close!

Fascinated, she leaned closer to examine it. More and more kept appearing, until it was jutting up nearly five feet above his body. The musky scent that emanated from it was oddly pleasant.

Bumps suddenly appeared on its length in random spots, and grew until they were several inches long. She jerked back, then realized what she was seeing. Male dogs had barbs on their organs to hold the female in place until mating was finished; Rexes must have the same kind of barbs on theirs. They weren’t sharp or spiky, but she was sure they’d do an excellent job. Compensation for their spindly little forearms, she decided.

Timmy was shaking all over now, and rumbling deep in his throat. Anxiously she reached out telepathically, and sensed his baffled arousal through their intimate emotional link.

This is what you feel, he moaned as the T-Rex mating ritual’s pace increased, and the distant stamping became more forceful. Shanna, I’m afraid! Help me, please!

How could she possibly help him? It wasn’t like she could pretend to be a female dinosaur!

Sensations were cascading through her too fiercely to combat…and they were enhanced, she realized, by the frenzied activity in the adjoining valley. Four different pairs of Rexes were energetically mating, and the force of their spiraling ecstasy was echoing in her reeling brain like Chinese gongs…

== < || > ==

Ravished On Raptor Island

Everyone assumes the meters-thick science compound walls are too sturdy to be breached--until one stormy night when the whole world goes mad. Nearly everyone is killed by rampaging dinosaurs. The few survivors scatter across the island and take shelter wherever they can find it.

Cleo barely escapes with her life. She vows that if she survives, she’s going to learn what she’s been missing by finding a virile man and having sex with him as many times as she can.

Gavin is happy to oblige her, but he has his own plans for innocent little Cleo. He intends to ravish her when, where, and how he pleases. She’s in for the ride of her life--and when he’s done with her, she’ll never be the same again!

~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~

“Gavin? Will you…”

“Damn, you’ve got a one-track mind,” he muttered, and very slowly eased his zipper down so she wouldn’t hear it. “How is it you’re still a virgin?”

Her cheeks burned in the darkness. “My folks are real religious. They didn’t even like it when I smiled at a boy. I don’t know why they always got so bent out of shape…it’s not like I could actually do anything with so many people around all the time.”

“Where there’s a will, there’s a way.” And when a girl was horny, she had plenty of will. “You ever get off by touching yourself?”

Her cheeks burned even hotter, and she felt the flush spreading down her throat. “No, that’s evil.”

“And yet you want to spread your legs for me and let me fuck you.”

“I want…” The impulsive words seemed to bubble up from nowhere.

“What do you want?” Unseen and, he hoped, unheard, he tugged his cock out and began very slowly stroking it in the darkness. The ripples of pleasure that surged through its impressive length nearly made him moan.

She was silent for a long moment. Then she finally said, “I thought I was going to die, and there’s so much I haven’t seen or done. I want to have sex. Lots of it. I want…”

“This?” Giving into impulse, he found her hand in the dark and led it straight to his rigid cock. “Is this what you want?”

She gasped as hot steel filled her hand, and couldn’t choke back her startled moan of longing. “Gavin, what…?” But she knew. All male animals had one. Even the dinosaurs did.

“You want me to shove that deep inside you and fuck you ’til we both scream?” He was deliberately crude to test her resolve. “I’ll bet even odds you’ll panic and change your mind the moment I spread your legs.”

“I won’t!” She sounded indignant at the very idea.

“I think you will.” He curled his fingers around hers, and showed her how to pump her hand up and down. “I think under all that bravado, you’re just a scared little kid who’s in over her head. What will you do if I turn you around and fuck your tight little ass?

“God, there’s a thought.” He half-groaned it as his eager cock hardened even more. “You’ll be tight as a nun in a whorehouse, but I won’t stop…I’ll just keep pushing it in harder and deeper until it’s buried all the way to my balls. Then I’ll fuck you long and hard, and it won’t matter if you don’t like it, will it?

“No more Mommy and Daddy to protect you from yourself—only big bad men like me who will take what clueless little virgins offer them, because all that matters is feeling alive. That’s what you really want, to feel alive. To know you survived another day.”

“Yes.” She was trembling; he could feel it through their joined fingers. “You make me feel so strange inside! I want to feel whatever you want to do to me, even if it’s to turn me over and…”

If she didn’t shut up soon, he was going to blow a load all the way to the moon!

“I’m not going to fuck you. Not tonight.” He ignored her disappointed whimper. “You’re not ready yet, and we both know it. But…” He gripped her hand harder to cut through her instinctive protest and focus her attention. “…you be a good girl and do what I tell you, and I’ll give you a taste of what you’ve been missing. Deal?”

She wavered for a moment, wanting more but desperately afraid of losing the thick cock clutched in her hand. “Deal,” she finally whispered.

“Good. Lay down.”

Somehow she managed it without releasing him, and he had to give her points for stubbornness. And flexibility.

“Now spread your legs.”

She swallowed hard, but slowly obeyed.

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Table of Contents

Pimp Dino

Dinos Are A Girl’s Best Friend

Ravished On Raptor Island