Satyrborn
Fellow satyrs, keep in mind that had the human been awake, he would not have understood that which the satyr had proposed, for humans know nothing of how satyrs came to be.
Party of Ten VI – The Blabbermouth
The olive-skinned satyr squirmed out of the way, putting his head into the black-furred crotch, grabbing the other satyr's cock and taking it into his mouth. the black-furred satyr did the same to will.
Done by Choice
A satyr?"
Led Astray
He gripped the satyr's own throbbing cock and began to stroke it. the satyr cried out with pleasure and in only a few strokes his seed erupted onto his hairy frame.
A dubious offer
The satyr laughed but he was right pictures of satyrs rutting were manifesting themselves in the young men's head. he stepped towards the satyr his shaft starting to swell again.
Shattered Shards: Myshelle's Medicine I
Concentration that was broken when the satyr licked her cheek.
Reign of Rhythas: The Talking Goat (Part 1)
Myke could feel the power of a satyr's rut calling for him to release his humanity. with a powerful jab into myke's prostate, the satyr devil bleated in orgasm and pumped him full of wicked satyr seed.
Using Musk to Make Your Move
He was still reeling from the satyr admitting that he liked him too. there was no way he could pass up the chance to have a romp with his no-longer secret crush... he was on his knees before the satyr.
Shattered Shards: Marital Mahyem
To be one of your satyrs." kora grinned and began to rub her pet's small, cum-covered breasts, "you're not one of my satyrs yet, hon.
Satyr Skull (coda)
Maybe just caked-on satyr come he hadn't cleaned up. "no, i don't want new age bullshit." the old woman arched her brows. "i mean, so, my friend turned himself into a satyr. like for real."
The Fall of Ardenlock
The satyr's arm was furry and dark bands of ink had started to spread around his wrists, tattoos that emulated the cuffs that the mage wore. adius looked up at the satyr's dark green eyes and the satyr looked back.
A Very Good Boy
These satyrs were followers of the hedonist god, dionysus. he was far too large for a mortal, but maybe a satyr trained to such exploits… his heads were in alignment.