Watching His Wife
Not much, only a twitch, though a lot of furries forgot how much racoons communicated with their tails too, even if their little signals were different.
Oklacon
I was told the stories about how the "giant fucking tit-mouse" corsi sang 69ing gay racoons and almost ran my friend over with an atv. this was no ordinary convention my any means.
Midnight Lusting
She puts her fingers in a ring around the base, and starts sliding them up in down my member, "trying to get it high n' hard", as we racoons like to say. i sigh, just a long, happy sigh.
Neon Green
Cedrick could only lay his eyes on the racoon's rump as his member became hard as stone. first rule into getting laid, he thought, meet, greet, then capture.
A day in the life of a footstool
Cold soles brushed along the grey fur of the racoon's back, and claws teased the warm skin below - the abrasive claws irritating the barely healed whip marks and other wounds that littered the coon's body.
Third Arc Zero Street: Prologue
As the last tendrils of the smoke vanished from the racoon's face, the burly figure seized the assassin's wrist and slammed a fist deep into his gut.
Zeak's small failing
The furrowed brows and grimace showed the racoon's revulsion. yet he rolled his hips and made zeak shudder with him fully inside her. "we need to stop." he stated which burned zeak's ears with more indignation "you fucking started it!"
Dracara Preview (novel)
The racoons voice came over the wind. "we must move swiftly if we are to get warning out and find out what's going on." "it's not the minotaurs this time!" drake says, speaking loudly enough to be heard.
Rocket Racoon & Der Protektor
Rocket Racoon & Der Protektor Ein riesiger Schatten stampfte in den Raum mit einer Andockstelle in der Mitte des Bodens, dicht hinter ihm folgte ein kleinerer Schatten, der ihm fast lautlos hinterher huschte. Rocket trug einen...
Damien and Alex
Damien, places his hands on the racoon's hips, he reaches one hand around and digs his claws into the racoon's ass, grinning widely.
I'm Home (old poem from 6 years ago)
In the light, i see friends, like me foxes, racoons, rabbits, and other wolves. i let out a howl and run to them seeing some with open arms.
Tumble of Words (Otherwise Untitled)
The racoon's attentions of the moment were on the chart he held, the tiger glancing up to meet his gaze.