Pimp Dino (Book 2 of "50 Scales of Grey") - Dinosaur Erotica

By Pornelope

Shanna and Timmy are the most unlikely mates in all of history...who could have guessed that a human and a dinosaur could be so compatible in every possible way? Having sex with a dinosaur is a thousand times more powerful than even the most intense group orgy!

Then their blissful solitude is broken by the arrival of more humans from the far-distant future. Can Shanna forge a peaceful alliance with the horny Allosaurus dinosaurs by encouraging her friends to take them as mates?

There’s only one way to find out...and the results are likely to be explosive!

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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 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.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Boruma Publishing, LLC
• Release date: Aug 10, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005369798

Pornelope

Remember the old Nancy Drew/Hardy Boys books? Everyone thought they were written by Carolyn Keene and Franklin W. Dixon...but they weren’t. Over a dozen different authors contributed ideas and used those two author names, no matter which one of them actually wrote the book.That’s who Pornelope really is: a group of close friends all collaborating on stories and sharing the same author name. Why? Because collaborating makes our stories spicier and more interesting...and brainstorming and working together is fun!You may notice some differences in writing styles or word choices, but one thing will always remain the same:Pornelope offers well-written high quality erotica that’s sure to rev your engine!

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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