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Robbie's Rampage 3: Thorny and Horny (NSFW)

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Breath whooshed out of Robbie's lungs as he pushed against the weight. Though his arms shook and his muscles strained the bar lifted once again off his chest. Pushing with all he had, Robbie brought the bar to full extension, a smile creeping onto his straining face.

"Ten," he forced out with this last of his breath. The bar settled back onto the rack as Robbie finished his set. Sitting up and rolling to his feet, Robbie shook out his burning arms and turned to remove the weights from the bar. Two hundred and thirty pounds later, he was off toward the leg press machine.

And that was when his phone rang.

Robbie rolled his eyes and groaned even as he fished the brick-like cell phone from his gym bag. Flipping it open, he answered.

"Robbie? I need you to pick up your brother from school. Your father and I are... behind on our packing," said the voice of his mother Francine

"Mom," Robbie cut in, "Really, I'm in the middle of my work out! Can't anyone else do it?"

"Please Robbie, I can't get away and your aunt Pearl won't be here for... No Earl, I told you, we're not taking those... I don't _care_how much you... Robbie? Charlene's out until tonight and Pearl's going to be too long. We're in the middle of packing the car, so we can't do it. The school has a policy that all unclaimed children are left out for the predators," she broke off suddenly with a shriek of surprise, "Eeearl! No! I said not until we GET there!"

The phone flipped closed with a snap. Growling to himself about the injustice of his life, Robbie stomped out of the gym still sweaty and quite pent up at not getting to work out all his aggression. It was times like these he wished he'd gone to a different college somewhere else. Somewhere he could have lived in a dorm room and not had to deal with parental demands like he was still a teenager. These thoughts followed him through the trip to pick up his youngest sibling.

"Where you been?" Baby Sinclair demanded as Robbie pulled up to the gate where all the kindergarteners were kept before being released to either family or untimely demise.

"What do you care?" Robbie huffed, "Trying to do something right for myself, and instead I get stuck with taking you everywhere."

"Hahaha!" Baby mocked, "Mama got you doin' stuff!"

Robbie fumed for a while longer as they drove toward home. It took a few minutes for Robbie to notice that his brother wasn't being as annoying as normal... that his attention was directed at something. Robbie knew for certain that, if Baby was being quiet when he shouldn't be, horrible doom was probably close at hand. Through the rear-view mirror he saw Baby with a small box, poking his fingers in like he was playing with whatever was inside. Small grunting sounds were coming from the box.

Tires squealed as Robbie slammed on the breaks.

"What are those?" Robbie demanded as the pulled himself around to face his brother in the back seat.

"Don't know!" Baby declared excitedly, "Found em on the playground! They say funny things! Thinking about eatin' em! Gotta love me!"

"I thought you were years out of that catch phrase," Robbie muttered before reaching a hand out. He managed to inject a bit more humor into his voice before he said, "Well, lemme see what those are and I'll tell you if we can have a nice snack on the way home."

The box shook as Robbie lifted it, feeling as if a dozen small live things were jiggling around inside. Little voices grunted and chattered as he brought it round to his lap. It was an old dirty and battered cigar box, Old Pangaean Stogies, that he now held and as he lifted the lid...

"Oh no, we are not eating these," Robbie exclaimed, slapping the lid closed again.

"Why?" demanded Baby.

"They're, um... they're really bad. Like... remember when I started eating plants?"

"Yucky! I hate plants!" Baby yelled.

"Well these are even worse. Trust me." Robbie said, and with no further explanation resumed driving.

***

"I just don't see why I'm supposed to let Aunt Pearl boss me around! I'm 18 you know." Charlene complained as her mother made for the door with packed suitcases.

"You may be 18 dear, but until you're out of high school, you're not going to be unsupervised." Fran explained, exasperated, "You can still do what you want; I just want you to let Pearl know where you're going just in case. Now quit being dramatic and get the door for me."

Charlene's hand was an inch away from the door when it burst open all of a sudden. Robbie stormed in, carrying a box under one arm and dragging Baby along with the other. Oblivious, he pushed past her and shoved Baby into the kitchen, right near Fran who nearly dropped her luggage.

"Here's the kid," Robbie stated firmly before rushing out of the room. The sound of his feet was heard soon after stamping up the stairs. His surprise at finding his sister home was completely unrealized as he pushed into his room and slammed the door. The box was his sole focus. The box and what was certainly contained within.

Hands trembling as he remembered the brief experiment with Thornoids, the spiny little critters that increased muscle mass when eaten, some years back. They had given him a body like a god, but at a cost. He'd finally had the confidence to ask his old flame to a dance but had utterly ruined his chances by being the biggest jerk to her and everyone else around her. The thornoids had given him confidence, but too much. In the end he'd alienated himself from everyone and only his friend Spike had saved him from total ruin.

And here they were again...

He had been trying so hard to bring himself up from the skinny, runty weakling he had been in high school. Doing it all the right way; eating right, training hard, and focusing on his goals. But just knowing that he could have it all again in so little time... and this time he certainly wouldn't make an ass of himself like he had done before. He wasn't a horny virgin teenager anymore. Certainly he could overcome the shortfalls if he just put his mind to it... right?

The lid flipped open revealing the spiny, rustling, ugly little faces of the muscle-building creatures. They grunted and jostled against each other but... something was strange about this batch. Usually thornoids hurled insults and disparaging remarks at you. These seemed to be content just grunting and making odd little noises that sounded far too much like 'oh my' and 'yeeees'.

Curiosity and desire guided Robbie's hand to lift one of the creatures from the box. The little spiny fuzzball stared fixedly back at him.

"MMMmmm, ya gonna eat me then?" the Thornoid said in a disturbingly hedonistic sort of way, "Go ahead. You know you want to."

"You... you're different from other Thornoids aren't you," Robbie asked rhetorically and a little disturbed, "I mean, you will still act the same... right?"

"If you mean will we bulk you up," the critter gave an appraising look, "we sure will. But we aren't Thornoids. No. We're Manabolic HORN_oids. Much better than those _other types."

"Uh... yeah... well, I guess as long as you work right?" Robbie reasoned before quickly stuffing the Hornoid in his mouth. He gulped, feeling rather disturbed as he felt the critter wriggling and moaning down his throat as if it were enjoying itself in the very act of being eaten.

With a shudder Robbie felt the initial effects of the Hornoid kicking in. The "whoosh," the surge, and a crawling tingling feeling working its way out from inside. But oddly and unfamiliarly he also felt surprisingly aroused. This was especially disturbing, he thought, since he never considered anything he ate to be... sensuous.

But even as he parsed these disturbing thoughts, he could feel the muscles under his skin beginning to swell.

***

Charlene bounced on her toes as she watched her parents pull out of the driveway. If there was one thing she hated, it was being pent up. She'd been hoping to get a little action by now from her most recent date, but the scrawny, spotty little GIMP had OBVIOUSLY faked his Scalebook page. Still... it had been a filling lunch... Now she was ready for something a bit bulkier.

It wasn't like she hadn't already had sex with her brother... a few times now... and what would one more time hurt in the grand scheme of things? Besides, he had really been filling out lately and, while still not the biggest guy, was definitely stronger. Stronger meant a rougher ride in the sack. That was just what she needed right now. Someone to grab her and plow her until she couldn't think anymore.

That and she probably should apologize for sticking him with Baby.

Her expectant grin widened as she saw aunt Pearl's car pulling in. As soon as she could foist her younger brother off on her aunt she would be free to seduce her older brother however she wanted. And how she wanted him was just one way.

"Howdy sugar," aunt Pearl said brightly as she entered, "How ya doin'?"

"Doing great aunt Pearl, kid's in the living room coloring, going upstairs, do not disturb no matter what you hear, BYE!" Charlene called rapidly even as she swept out of the room.

"Well," Pearl said in a state of shock, "That was a fine how-do-ya-do."

*

Up the stairs Charlene charged as quickly as she could while still not causing a racket. The last thing she wanted was to have Robbie yelling due to her careless stomping. Pleasantly surprised was fine, but upset was something completely different. At the landing she shifted into a sneaking stride, pulling herself close to her brother's bedroom door. Already she felt like she ought to be dripping with desire.

The scent caught her as she quietly turned the knob. It was musky, rich, and masculine. The essence of male and exertion and promises of things to come all rolled into one luxurious fragrance. Never had she experienced this level of desire without even seeing who it was from, and never had it come from Robbie. The door cracked silently open as Charlene peeked inside at the Adonis she could certainly smell already. A gasp nearly gave her away.

It was Robbie, but a Robbie she had never seen before. She knew her brother had been working out again, but...

"Daamn," Robbie whispered as he moved in front of the full-length mirror in his room, "This is amazing."

So tight was his shirt across his chest that it looked as though it had been painted on. Only the burst cuffs of his sleeves betrayed otherwise. Flexing his arms made his biceps and triceps swell further, shredding the strained fabric as it tore wider. As he brought his arms up and flexed his shoulders, now mountains of muscle, the upper seams gave way. His traps became exposed as his collar stretched to its limit.

"Oh this is fuckin' sweet," he groaned as he gave his bulging arms a kiss each upon the bicep.

Charlene's mouth hung open as she watched her hulk of a brother flexing, causing his shirt to tear with a look of savage joy upon his face as the fabric came apart across his bulk. Her hands dipped down between her legs to massage her lustfully hot slit as Robbie brought his arms out to the sides, showcasing his massive deltoids and making it look as if his armpits had grown muscles. Burst threads hung over the exposed smooth scales, giving him a primal look.

She bit her lip as Robbie brought his arms across his chest, his hands grasping each other and pushing to flex his massive pectorals. Another shrrrrp_of fabric straining and tears broke open to expose his chest. Focusing, Robbie tried wiggling his pecs like he'd seen in movies before. He'd never been able to before, but then, he hadn't really bothered learning. But now it was easy. It was more of a pull just near the shoulders and... _shrrrriiip.

Another tear along his single massive pec as it tightened and jumped. The other side followed suit as he jumped the other pec, pushing it out through a new hole in the fabric. There wasn't much of the shirt left, but he was almost certain he could do more damage. He grin hadn't left his face, but he hoped it could get wider. Arching his back, he pulled back his arms and thrust out his chest as far as he could, forcing new holes to appear and old ones to widen, all seemingly eager to expose those glorious boulders of green-scaled muscle.

"Time to test if these babies are just for show," Robbie's deepened voice said to his reflection, "Besides, I think I need a new shirt."

Three strides on bulging legs took Robbie across the room to his dresser. Charlene pushed the door open as much as she dared, intent upon seeing what her brother would do next. What she didn't expect was how he bent down to do it. Robbie's body lowered into a squat, bringing Charlene's attention to his perfectly presented buttocks and ripplingly muscled tail. Her breaths came quick and shallow as she followed his behind up to gaze upon the smooth wall of his back before going back down to that perfect muscled ass.

Without so much as a grunt, Robbie lifted his entire dresser up as he stood. Seemingly with no effort at all, the heavy wooden piece came up to his chest. In a quick move he threw one leg forward and the other back, pushing the dresser up to his chin, and then with a forward thrust, lifted it clear over his head. Not a drop of sweat glistened, not once did his chest heave, and not a single tremor showed as he completed this feat of strength.

Eagerness was boiling within Charlene. She wanted to rush in and pounce him then and there, but she simply couldn't make him stop now. Despite his seeming perfection, what if she caused him to hurt himself? Still, she mused, it would be quite something if he could lift her and just throw her onto the bed.

"I think this is where I keep my shirts," Robbie said to no one in particular as he shifted the negligible weight of the huge stick of furniture to be held balanced by one powerful hand. The other hand reached in an arch around and over his head to pull open one of the drawers and rummage blindly for a shirt.

Awestruck, Charlene couldn't believe what she was seeing. Musclebound was one thing... STRONG was one thing... POWERFUL was one thing, but this...

"Yeah. This one will do," Robbie continued, looking at the rumpled cloth in his hand, still holding the dresser aloft with his other, "I never liked this one anyway. Definitely worth giving it a stretch."

Smoothly, gracefully and with seemingly no effort at all, Robbie set the dresser back onto the floor with only the barest thunk as wood legs touched wood flooring. Standing in the same motion, he brought his arms up straight over his head, stretching toward the ceiling with his fingertips.

"HOOAAH!" He cried suddenly, making Charlene jump at the suddenness of it. The collar of his shirt finally gave way, snapping apart at the seams as he flexed his traps once again. The ruins of fabric fell away from his chiseled body, hanging on only around his waist. A casual flick of his free hand tore the old tatters from his godly physique, exposing the luxuriously smooth scales and the massive muscles beneath. A scent caught him then as he inhaled deeply, puffing out his chest as much as it would go.

Female. Female in need.

Shuddering with that need, Charlene swept forward into the room. As smoothly as she could, she swept her arms over Robbie's exposed torso. The muscles made her hands feel as if they were going over river rocks as they passed into an embrace. She needed to be near him. She needed to be ON him. She needed to feel him upon every bit of her.

Those roving hands couldn't decide where they wanted to be. Every inch of Robbie had become godly and no amount of touch could satisfy Charlene's greedy fingers. Even as she felt this, the rest of her body cried out for a touch at that glorious form. Leaning in as much as she could, Charlene let her tongue hang out and lick slowly over one of Robbie's giant pecs. The hot, salty taste of exertion met her, the evidence that he had been working, and set her desire aflame.

"Damn girl," Robbie half-growled, "didn't even notice you there. Did you come here for little old me?"

A sly smile greeted Charlene as she looked up over the hills and valleys of abs and pecs into Robbie's face. Even as she did her roving hand found the latest growth from her brother and wrapped a hand around it.

"I... I wanted to say..." Charlene began, but quickly forgot her original reason for coming, "Oh... who cares..."

Her hand wouldn't close fully around what it had found. She tried to reflect upon past experiences with this particular part of Robbie... had it ever been that big around? Stroking inward to his pelvis and then out again to the tip produced similar wonderment. Had it been that long_before as well? Glancing down at what her hand was doing set her eyes agog as they confirmed that the veiny hunk of meat that had slid from Robbie's loins was _definitely bigger.

Her thoughts distracted for a moment from the rest of his hulking physique, Charlene knelt down before it and moved her other hand to grip it. Even with both hands she couldn't hold the entire length at once and when she tried gripping both hands together her fingertips only overlapped to the first knuckles! Giving a few more testing strokes and breaking from her disbelieving stare, she turned to look up once again into her brother's beaming face.

"Just what workouts have you been doing Robbie?" she breathed.

For his part, Robbie was patiently waiting for his sister's shock to settle. Now that he was a beefcake, it just made sense that females would be lining up and falling for him like dominoes. Still, the touch of a female on his powerful body reminded him of all the things such a body could do. As his sister's whispered question his brain immediately thought...

"Nothing compared to the workout I'm about to give _you_Charlene," Robbie's words left his mouth even as he thought them, "And I think you owe me a little something for dealing with the brat... or maybe..."

Charlene barely had time to comprehend those words before she felt Robbie's meaty hands gripping her ridge. Instinctively she slackened her mouth as he pulled her face toward him. Her lips tucked against her teeth... it wouldn't do to harm that glorious member after all... as she felt the tip of Robbie's cock against her mouth. She protested reactively, wanting to control her own pace, but the hands holding her head were simply too strong to allow more than a wiggle as her maw was forced open.

However wide Charlene thought that dick looked was nothing to how it felt as it filled her mouth and slid over her tongue. Reflexively she relaxed her throat, knowing full well that he wasn't going to be satisfied with only her mouth being full. Breathing through her nose only, she accepted the hard flesh sliding down her throat and tried desperately not to gag. Finally, after seemingly forever, her nose touched the rigid scales of his groin. Praying that she could get all of it back out before she passed out, she pulled back against Robbie's iron grip.

A new savage grin split Robbie's features as he watched Charlene struggling against his mighty cock. Whatever was in those Manabolic Hornoids... oh who cared?! Seeing that his sister needed to come up for air, he relaxed his arms and let her slide back off a ways. It wouldn't do to have her pass out before the fun really began, after all.

Nostrils flaring, Charlene pulled in a grateful lungful as Robbie allowed her to clear the 'blockage' from her throat. She'd managed to get ALL of that in her mouth! Already her jaw ached evilly from the girth alone, but all the same she had a job to do. Whatever workouts Robbie had done that made his cock bigger... she wasn't about to waste it! Robbie's meat slid back in as Charlene bobbed her face forward, not worrying about going all the way down this time.

Robbie let his head loll back as Charlene went to work on him. He still gripped her crest, but at the moment there was no need to force anything. Suckling hard against his head, Charlene tried to build speed but found it difficult to work against such a large amount. Pushing herself forward on her knees for a better angle, she reached a hand up to help accentuate her stroke. Her other hand grabbed around onto Robbie so that she could lean forward and not risk falling over.

Oh, what an ASS this is, Charlene thought to herself as she steadied. Her hand had gripped upon the most firm and smooth butt she had ever imagined... and now she was using it to help her get a wonderful cock into her mouth. She shuddered and moaned in sheer delight as her lust-addled brain put all these feelings together as she pushed on to give her brother all she had. It couldn't be helped that now besides stroking and sucking, she let her other hand knead that glorious hunk of flesh as well.

Whatever Robbie had been expecting, Charlene's noises of delight felt at least ten times better with her mouth on his dick. His own groan rumbled out of his broad, solid chest as he felt her readjust. Still, he thought, it might be better if.

"Let me take over," Robbie commanded.

Charlene hardly had time to process this when Robbie's iron grip returned on her head. Taking the opportunity, she took her hand off his cock and paired it on the other side of Robbie's awesome butt. Now was the time, she mused, to just hold on and ride it all out. Her eyes fought not to pinch close as Robbie began humping at her face, the mass of flesh sliding in and out making her jaw ache with every thrust. She wanted to keep watching.

Robbie's abdominal muscles rolled in hypnotic little wave as he thrust his pelvis in sinuous rhythm. With that smooth action his cock slipped effortlessly in and out of Charlene's eager mouth. All she had to do was suck and suck she did, but to add a little extra thrill she hummed a tune that had come to mind as she watched his rolling washboard stomach. She had no idea what it was called, but it had a great beat and was definitely something she'd heard before at the gym.

When Robbie's climax grew near his muscles bunched in his abdomen and groin, plain as day to Charlene. It was definitely going to be a gusher. Her jaw already slacked as much as possible, all she could do was close her eyes and wait.

The first jet of fiery hot semen hit her throat like it had come from a high-pressure hose. Her eyes strained even tighter as she fought the urge to gag as it smacked inside her. Another followed a second later, just as harsh. Her mouth was already quite full, but the two jets of cum topped off every bit of space left. Tears leaked from the corners of her pinched eyes as a third jet drove her rest of the load to drool down from her chin and leak around her lips. Another and another came, until Charlene was worried that she might run out of breath.

Robbie withdrew his still-pulsing shaft from Charlene's mouth, evoking a deep and grateful breath through her nose. Her cheeks were bulged with what remained of his load, the rest having spilled into a puddle on the floor. Despite himself, he could scarcely believe all that had come out of him.

Charlene gazed up lovingly at her brother; her mouth full of his hot, salty cum. She managed a puff-cheeked smile, admiring the way he seemed to glow with a faint light. She giggled, both at the obscene taboo she'd just performed and at her glowing god of a brother, and swallowed as much as she could of the sticky mess in her mouth. When she opened it to suck in breath, she felt the enhanced seed pulling in lines all through her mouth.

"Damn Charlene," Robbie groaned with a shudder, but not the least bit out of breath, "That was awesome."

He looked at his cum-drenched sister with thoughts of all the nasty things they would do next floating through his mind. No doubt in his mind that he was going to do everything in his power to wreck that. The ideas jostled for primacy within him, each presenting a scenario more exerting and perverted than the last. One finally rose up in his mind to dominance.

"Clean up that mess you made," Robbie commanded, his machismo surging even as he said it, "and then get that ass back here for the next round."

Charlene, putting on an affected expression of the demure lady, leaned forward and kissed Robbie's slowly drooping cock with her gooey lips before rising and making her way toward the door. Her hand was beginning to turn the knob when Robbie's hand closed over it, stopping her.

"And you won't be needing this," he growled as he grabbed the collar of Charlene's sweater with both hands and tore it away from her body in a single pull.

"Heeey! That was my fav..." she began to protest.

"I'll buy you a new one," Robbie growled threateningly, but still smiling to show his playfulness, "Now get!"

Charlene made for the bathroom across the hall without another sound. Super-powered sex and a brand new sweater? How could she say no?!

*

Downstairs, Pearl was just finishing a song that ought to put Baby right into a decent nap.

And that's right when I knew it

That he just wouldn't do it to it

And that big ol' buckin' bronto

He done got outta there pronto

That big bronto left me high and dryyyyyy.

Maybe it wasn't the best song she'd ever written, but Baby ate those notes up. Maybe in ten or twelve years he might realize that the song had been about a sordid relationship with a hunky four-legger who'd gotten cold feet when things heated up... if he even remembered... but for now, Pearl was just glad that Baby was falling asleep to it.

"Now you sleep tight sugar pie," Pearl said softly to Baby's sleeping form, "I'm just gonna go take my luggage up to your momma's room and settle myself in."

A lighthearted feeling followed Pearl as she climbed the stairs toward the master bedroom. She had written that song from her own personal experience, after all, and singing it brought up warm reminiscences from her rambling days. Though none of her relationships had ever gone well... at least not by the standards of them actually continuing... they had often been frisky, passionate, fun, and unforgettable. That "big buckin' bronto" for instance, had only left when she hinted at commitment... but oh the times they had.

The morning-after soreness she'd had...

But oh those passionate times. She'd throw out all her tricks and he'd give her a go like there was no tomorrow. Size-play had always been his kink, and though Pearl was as fine a Megalosaurus woman as any could hope for... she certainly fit the bill as the small one. Pearl sighed with a smile as she remembered him taking her every way he could.

Hell, she thought, I can even hear our breathing together as we...

Wait... I CAN hear heavy breathing...

Slowing to a creep in the hallway, Pearl strained her ears for the source of the sound. It didn't take but a second to detect it coming from Robbie's room... but... it wasn't Robbie's voice. Stealthy as she could manage, she slipped her bags inside Fran and Earl's room and crept back to Robbie's door. The door was open a crack, surely the result of a hasty attempt to close it, which let out the sounds of Charlene's pleasured whimpers. Unable to help herself for curiosity, Pearl snuck right up to the crack to peek inside.

Her breath caught in astonishment. Robbie had lifted Charlene off the ground. He had her whole body completely clear off the ground with her hips at head-height. Why would he...

"Oh mah gawd," Pearl exclaimed to herself in a whisper.

Now Pearl had been around the block a few times herself, and among her favorite things was having her pussy licked by a big, rough tongue, but never in her whole life could she have imagined someone picking her up to do it! Now she watched with stark astonishment as Robbie's bulging arms held Charlene aloft doing just that!

Charlene braced herself against the ceiling for balance and unabashedly moaned out her delight as Robbie's tongue worked at her nether lips. Even Robbie's tongue seemed stronger as it passed through her folds and darted expertly within. Pearl couldn't see it as Robbie's tongue snaked out to flick at Charlene's clit, but the reaction from Charlene was more than evidence that he was doing something right. How she wished it could be _her_right there, right now.

But then, Pearl thought, if Charlene could...

Just at this time, Robbie set Charlene down. His chin glistened wetly, a sign of her explosive climax. Charlene's knees wobbled, threatening to buckle with weakness as they tried to regain balance in the wake of her release. Grinning lustfully, Robbie flicked his foot out and kicked up a shred of torn fabric from the floor and caught it deftly from the air. As Charlene gripped on his dresser to balance herself, he wiped the slick fluid from his mouth and stood proud and bold, ready for more.

"You can join us you know," Robbie said heavily, command in his voice, "I can smell you there. I know you want some."

Pearl was aghast. Embarrassment and desire fought for control in her mind. She'd been caught... now should she stay or flee? What if Fran found out... or Earl?! What if the neighbors...

"You know you want some. Charlene knows you want some..." Robbie hooked a finger and pushed Charlene's chin to face her toward the door, "Tell her how fucking awesome I am. Tell her how much she wants some of this." he demanded.

"It's... it's just sooo good," Charlene gasped in spent breaths, "His cock was great before all this... you... you gotta try it."

"Still not convinced?" Robbie mused, "Show her what she's missing, bitch."

Without being sure exactly why, Charlene got down on hands and knees to approach her brother's godly form. It was only a step or two, but she played the subservient sex slave role well. She started with his bulging calves; kissing them, licking them, worshipping them, and yet using her body to showcase them to her voyeuristic aunt. Robbie took the cues and tightened each muscle group in turn as Charlene worked her way up.

Pearl's mind teetered on the brink of running, but as Charlene's roving hands massaged over each of Robbie's prominent ab muscles...

"And ditch the duds," Robbie commanded, "This room is a no-clothes zone. Though I think I'd like it with the hat on."

That was it. Pearl couldn't resist this rare opportunity any more than she could resist the dominance in his voice. She wanted what Charlene had; a massive hunk that would bite her neck and claim her. Someone to remind her what being a woman was all about. Hastily she tore at her jacket and shirt, instantly annoyed that what seemed like such a simple task was suddenly a trial.

"You're gonna miss out," Robbie taunted just as Pearl kicked off her boots and pushed through the door.

Robbie watched his eager aunt rush in, his mind for a moment recognizing how thankful he was that she didn't have any of her claimed 'family resemblance' to her brother, his father. He'd probably never get over it if her looks reminded him at all of Earl and they still went all the way. But now he found himself in the delightful position of having not one, but _two_horny females attending him. Charlene had gotten up to his pecs in her worship, and Pearl had joined in there. That and besides, now he had two hands working his re-stiffened crank.

Life was certainly good. The feel of a pair of luscious tongues against the tight, hard flesh of his chest sent little shivers of delight from his tail to the tips of his head-scales. No less delightful were their attentions to his man-meat. His powerful, musclebound arms wrapped around the shoulders of the ladies, cradling their heads in his hands as they licked on him.

The musty scents of their mutual arousals were heavy in the air as Pearl and Charlene worked over Robbie's massive shoulders. Each corded muscle and vein stood out beneath his scales as they cast their praise on those mountains and on the stacked hills around his neck. Charlene took a moment to nuzzle under her brother's jaw, breathing in his heavy masculine musk. Not to be out-done, Pearl straddled herself up against Robbie and licked around his earhole.

Robbie shivered at the attentions the females were showering upon him. While he'd had several romps over the last year, he had always been the one who had been gratefully partaking of the females. While he'd been aggressive those times, it just wasn't the same as women falling over themselves to please him. They liked the sex, they enjoyed the feel of his love-bites, but they freaking craved his badass muscle-bound Hornoid body!

"Enough of this, bitches," Robbie commanded, "it's time for a new workout. I'm thinking you two need one too."

Charlene and Pearl backed off, waiting expectantly. Charlene held herself coyly, looking both bashful and excited, while Pearl got into her favorite seductive-country-girl pose to let him know she was ready for some hard work. Grinning lustily, Robbie took his dick in hand.

"Yeah... pelvic workout... now who gets it first?" He asked rhetorically, pointing his turgid cock first at Pearl, then at Charlene.

A tense moment of expectation, enough to spice the encounter, but not enough to cool things, passed before Robbie made his selection.

"You, on the bed. Now," Robbie growled, pointing his cock firmly at Pearl.

Before she had time to react, Robbie rushed forward and slipped his arms around her waist. With barely a whoosh of breath, he lifted her clear off the floor, boots and all, and flung her bodily onto his bed. Pearl, giggling like a schoolgirl, landed and bounced completely unfazed by this dangerous and herculean feat. She hadn't been thrown like that since before her parents...

"Catch, Pearl," Robbie commanded.

Charlene squealed as Robbie lifted her too, flinging her upon their aunt with absurd ease. Luckily for all of them Pearl had done a stint as a rodeo clown in her youth and caught Charlene with ease. The two females lay there, one atop the other, gasping in surprise and excitement as they awaited Robbie's approach on heavy footsteps. Robbie took his time, striding deliberately toward the pair of luscious asses and beautiful swinging tails that would soon be his.

"Damn," Robbie growled in delight, "Which one, which one."

It was rhetorical, in the end, as Robbie seized the foot of the bedframe and dragged it to him, girls and all. His grip changed and with a pull that set his pecs and biceps bulging, pulled the end of the bed as if he was curling weights. Pearl and Charlene had to scramble to keep a grip and not slide forward, but their girlish giggles made it clear they were enjoying this. Robbie leaned in, giving each a love-bite on their lovely tails before settling the bed down again. Taking hold of Pearl's ankles he dragged both girls forward so their hips lined up with the edge of the bed.

Without another word Robbie stepped up and thrust himself into his aunt. Excited as she was, Pearl gasped in surprise at the sudden penetration. Robbie, normally a fine size to be sure, pushed into the wet, hot slit to find it far too tight to hilt in one go. Slipping the tip, all that had managed in the first thrust, back out he gave it a second shove. Pearl let out a guttural feminine moan, her mind wandering in the past to the steamy afternoon of her lost virginity.

"Oh... Mah... STARS!" Pearl exclaimed as Robbie's huge meat log finally gained enough slickness to slide fully within her. Not only was it touching bottom, but he was stretching out the sides mightily. She had barely enough time to recover her senses when that massive pole slipped out, ready for the next filling.

"Fffuck Pearl!" Robbie exclaimed as he pushed himself back in, "You're tighter than Charlene!"

"Hey!" Charlene protested hotly, "You might want to double check on that! Your cock's twice the size it was!"

Robbie's hand slapped down onto Charlene's ass with a solid SMACK, causing her to jump and shriek. That was followed by Charlene's moan of delight as Robbie's hand slid over her stinging cheek to slip beneath her tail and plunge two fingers knuckle-deep into her dripping wet snatch. The invading digits pumped into her at the pace Robbie was thrusting into Pearl.

"You might be right about that." Robbie said firmly, his voice steady despite his mounting rhythm, "Let's check it out."

Pearl groaned as Robbie's fat cock slipped out of her, leaving her feel profoundly hollow inside. With no wasted motion, Robbie slid his fingers out of his sister and pushed his dick in. Charlene howled in passion as her brother forced her open, sliding over halfway in on the first push. It was only that she had been so ready and that Pearl's juices already coated that massive shaft that it went even that far.

"Oooooh yeah," Robbie groaned out as his giant cock was crushed by his sister's tight little cunt, "Oooh ffffuck yeah! Oh, we're gonna be here awhile!"

"Ya ain't gonna go leaving me high and dry here are ya hun?" Pearl sighed out between recovering gasps.

"Oh you'll get yours," Robbie promised as he arched his tail between his legs. Lining himself up, he pushed the tip of his tail into his aunt even as he remounted his sister, "How about that?"

Pearls words were lost as Robbie built his rhythm once again. His powerful thrusts set the bed rocking, even with two-tons of dino-woman upon it. The minutes passed frantically as the powerful hornoid muscles worked to heighten the pace of their lust. Positions and frequencies that would have left any other male exhausted were nothing to Robbie. Every few minutes he would switch, sometimes power-fucking Pearl or Charlene while finger or tail-banging the other.

The girls let Robbie take them as savagely as he desired, feeling no desire to resist as he plowed away at them. Time after time they came, their fluids mixing freely without care. Both were awash with euphoria, their heads dizzy with pleasure while their bodies were alight with tingles. Robbie had still not cum by the time both females were begging him for a rest.

With a roar of masculine triumph, Robbie pulled himself out and took his own cock in hand.

"In the face, bitches!" he shouted as the girls scrambled to comply.

Pearl and Charlene had only barely enough time to get themselves ready before Robbie growled out his pleasure and the first creamy jet shot out. Like a water pistol shot, his jizz blasted out and splashed heavily across the girls faces. Three, four, five shots, all of a volume much greater than he considered normal, painted across their features and into open mouths, glazing them in cum. Six, seven, eight and nine fell short of their target and coated their chest scales instead. Robbie shuddered, his abs curling as the last few spurts gushed from him and on to the floor.

Several breaths and silent moments passed as the three recovered themselves. Pearl and Charlene were feeling nearly numb from the waist down. A shared sigh of exhaustion came from both as they considered each other's glazed faces and chests. In one last show of depraved lust, they took a moment to lick at each other's jizz-covered cheeks, knowing full well that Robbie's hungry eyes were upon them.

"Wheew!" Robbie exhaled as he pulled himself fully upright, "That was a great little warm-up ladies."

Another minute was spent in silence as Robbie worked through his muscle groups; rolling up his massive biceps, clasping his hands low to thrust out his chest and make his pecs bounce, arms up to make his lats and traps bulge, tightening his washboard abs into prominence, swinging around to show off his tight ass and rippling tail, and standing on tip-toes to throw out his calves. After this he stretched himself out and bounced a little.

"You gals take a breather." he said huskily, "I'm gonna grab a quick shower and get ready for... round two. You can join me if you like... you know... if you can stand."

Robbie disappeared into the hallway with a satisfied laugh, leaving his cum-drenched cocksleeves to sort themselves out. Soon the sound of running water sounded from the hall.

"Oh... oh... daaamn," Charlene moaned in aftershocks of bliss.

"Mah damn cooter's gonna be mighty sore t'morrow," Pearl sighed, "So totally worth it though."

"Like... like a fuckin... train or something," Charlene added, pulling herself back up onto the drenched bed.

"Think he's got anything t'drink in here?" Pearl wondered aloud, "I musta lost a gallon or two."

"Minifridge," Charlene groaned as she collapsed upon the shredded sheets. Wearily she added, "Gimme one too."

"Sure will sugar," Pearl confirmed as she forced herself over to the fridge upon shaky knees.

Pulling the door open revealed a collection of sports drinks and protein shakes. Without considering flavor, Pearl gathered a pair of drinks... the biggest he had... for both of them. Standing, she made her way back over to Charlene on the bed and handed her a couple bottles. Cracking them open, they hastily swigged down the first and took their time on the second.

"Snack wouldn't go wrong right now either," Pearl said, mostly to herself.

"Did you see the floor?" Charlene wondered aloud now that her voice had recovered, "Those gouges he left? That was... intense!"

"I oughta tell you about this Triceratops what courted me once. You wanna talk about gouges..." Pearl said distractedly as she searched around for any sign of food in the room.

"You did it with a plant-muncher?" Charlene chuckled between sips of her beverage.

"Girl, I did a whole lot of... a-hah!"

Pearl had noticed that on top of Robbie's desk was an old cigar box whose lid seemed to be moving. Reaching over and peeking inside, she saw the active little critters within. They made to speak to her, but Pearl had never really been one for talking to food.

"Hey sugar-plum," she said to Charlene as she snatched a pair out, "Snack time!"

Without another word, the girls popped the creatures into their mouths.

Their eyes flew wide as both felt the rush.

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End.