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*The story So Far: On an alternate Earth populated by human-dinosaur hybrids, a young human archaeologist travels with two merchant cousin raptor girls. A nasty storm forces them to take shelter in a tent, where they’re forced to strip so their soaked clothes can dry by the fire.*

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The identical girls quickly degenerated into a game of slap-ass, trying to land a blow on the other while avoiding being spanked themselves. The human retreated a few feet to allow them more room, trying to remain stone-faced even when faced with two naked females slithering over each other.

Pirollo glanced at Tuscan and suddenly stopped her play. She beckoned Jirollo close and whispered in her ear ridge. Jirollo peeked over and giggled.

It took their guest a few heartbeats to catch on that he was sporting an erection. He blushed deeply and quickly covered himself with his arms.

“Soooo, Tuscan,” Pirollo drawled, half-slitting her large dark eyes. “You’ve spent a few days with us. Do you think you can tell us apart?”

The human blinked, confused a bit by the sudden conversational shift. “I, uh, think so.”

Jirollo instantly caught onto her cousin’s game. “Not a lot of people can. Want to test it out?”

“Sure?”

The women exchanged a knowing glance and quickly covered themselves with spare blankets. Tuscan could see them moving about under them, one moving up and over the other and back again.

Keeping the blankets over the rest of their bodies, the girls separated side by side and peeked out only their heads showing. “Well?” said the raptoress on the left in a carefully neutral voice. “Which one is which?”

Tuscan bit his lip, studying them for a moment. Both possessed a generous blend of reptillian and human features. Expressive intelligent eyes, agile lips, but also pronounced muzzles and smiles full of sharp predator’s teeth. Their scales were light tan with stripes of a deeper mahogany spread over most of their bodies. “You’re Jirollo,” he said to the one on the left, then pointed at the other. “And that’s Pirollo.”

Pirollo stuck out her long tongue. “Lucky guess! Try again.” The girls once again disappeared beneath the blankets, moving around to randomize their positions. Tuscan thought at how easily they seemed to coordinate between themselves in this game despite almost no words exchanged. How many times had they done this before?

The girls pulled aside and shifted their blankets once again, but this time instead of revealing their heads, they arranged the blankets so only their abdomens were exposed, showing off their round little breasts.

Tuscan’s breath caught in his throat, much more so than when the girls had disrobed. Before, their nudity had seemed like a practical consideration. Now, it was much more like deliberate teasing as they briefly jiggled their b-cup bosoms. “How about now?” one of them asked.

“Uhm, th-the one on my right is Pirollo,” he said.

“Wrong!” the girls chanted together.

“One for one,” Pirollo said. “Let’s go for the tie-breaker!”

The raptors once again ducked under their blankets and slipped and slid over each other. This time, they bent on their knees, facing away, and slowly let the back end of the blankets fall until their rears were fully exposed. They both raised their tails, one more quickly than the other, showing off their smooth slits for the human to see. “Well?” one of them asked. “You’ve been staring at our butts so much the past few days, this one should be easy!”

It wasn’t difficult to tell that the one who raised her thintail more quickly was probably the more brash Pirollo, but Tuscan’s words failed him as he stared at the heavenly tableau of female flesh. His now-steel-hard erection throbbed noticeably. “I, uh… That is, I, umm…”

More giggles. “You can look closer, if you think that would help.”

Tuscan may have been inexperienced, but he was also no dummy. He did as the raptor girl bade him, and studied their intimate treasures up close. Both girls waved their tails slightly side to side as they felt his warm breath on their raw backsides.

“W-wow,” he blurted. Just like with the rest of the girls’ bodies, there seemed to be little variation between their sexes. But both had remarkably trim and tight-looking pussies.

“I, uh, can’t tell from just looking,” he ventured, not believing the words were actually coming from his mouth. “I might have to feel around to tell the difference.”

Both tails undulated more. “Go ahead,” one of them said.

The human lay his hand on the nearest ass cheek. The raptoress underneath started for a moment, then very gently pushed her rear further into his palm.

This was the first time Tuscan had actually touched a Saurian, and he was surprised at the softness of their scales. Not at all like the subtle dry roughness of reptiles back home. Rather, her skin felt very much like supple, silky leather, with a slight bumpy quality to it.

“Wow,” said Jirollo with a gusty breath, the clear owner of the ass he was feeling. “Your hand feels sooo warm.”

“Let me try!” Pirollo said, peaking out from her blanket. She eagerly pushed her naked bum at the male.

Tuscan used his free hand on her. “You weren’t kidding,” she told her cousin through a pleasant shiver. “Like a fire-heated stone!”

“Not that I’m complaining,” the human said as the girls reveled in the feel of his probing hands. “But why are you letting me do this? You hardly know me.”

“It’s simple. You’re cute and nice and helped us out a bunch today. And we already debated whether to seduce you when we first picked you up.”

His hands stopped. “You did?”

“We’re not exactly chaste princesses,” Jirollo said. “Things get awfully boring on the trail between stops. We often lick each other, and sleep with passengers who strike our fancy, when we have them. We never had a human along before, and after hearing about human Herdmaster Mike so much from Niska and the others, we wanted to see what the fuss was about.”

Pirollo turned around, kneeling up and dropping her blanket. Her hands snaked around Tuscan’s midriff as she licked lasciviously at his neck. “It looks like you really like feeling our butts. So how about you let us pay you back for all your help today, and maybe we can help you build up a little confidence for that Himiko of yours.”

Tuscan could only nod. Pirollo reached down and carefully wrapped her clawed fingers around his stiff member. “Wow! Jir, if you thought his hands were warm, you should feel this!”

“Okay.” The other raptor girl threw off her coverings. She lowered her shoulders to the ground and pointed her long tail straight skyward so that it brushed the overhead tarp fabric. She spared a hand to reach back and rub over her slit. “Let me feel it right here.”

Tuscan blinked in surprise. “J-just like that?”

Pirollo laughed. “Jir may act more restrained in public. But get her excited, and her pussy gushes like a river.”

“Pir!” Jirollo slapped at her cousin’s thigh. Then a welcoming smile spread over her scaly lips. “But I am awfully slippery right now, Tuscan. Want to give me a try?”

“Yes! Very much!” Their guest eagerly shuffled up behind Jirollo and did his best to line himself up properly, moaning along with Jirollo as his mushroom-shaped tip brushed along her sensitive pussy lips.

Tuscan felt that subtle indentation in her folds that indicated a wider space just beyond. Pure instinct took over. He grabbed her hips and thrust forward. Jirollo proved so wet that he slid in almost completely to the hilt on his first try.

His mouth worked soundlessly as he was overwhelmed by the amazing buttery warmth of the Raptor girl’s inner cunt. Jirollo moaned, a sensual wave shivering her whole body from snout to tail tip. “M-makers! You were right, Pir! He feels sooo incredibly hot!”

After the feverish shock of pleasure of plunging into his first pussy, Tuscan’s hips seemed to take on a mind of their own as they began automatically moving back and forth. Slowly at first, then faster and more stridently, he jackhammered in and out the raptor’s tight satiny depths.

Jirollo clawed at the ground tarp in her own growing ecstasy, leavings small rents in the fabric. Her upended tail thrummed softly on the human’s chest every time he drilled into her. Pirollo knelt beside the human, hands roaming over his heaving body. Her slithery tongue tasted the sweat dotting his neck and shoulders. “That’s it,” she encouraged. “Use that human cock to fuck Jir good!”

Tuscan panted, “C-can’t hold back…”

“Don’t!” Jirollo cried. “Fill me with your hot virgin cum!”

That was all the human could stand. A white hot wave of ecstasy exploded through him. He grabbed onto the thick base of Jirollo’s tail as his hips spasmed uncontrollably. His cock erupted, jetting torrent after torrent of steaming human seed deep into her willing raptor cunt.

The human pulled out a few heartbeats later, his legs rubbery as he collapsed onto his back. All his muscles felt like they were made of water. He could not remember feeling both so relaxed and spent at the same time.

Pirollo’s angular head appeared overhead as he stared up at the overhanging tarp. “Wow, Tuscan! That looked pretty intense.”

“It… it was,” he confessed between ragged breaths.

NSFW: yes

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