Nature Calls: John's Awakening
Contrary to his private collection of downloaded erotic art, there was no visible cock or balls. but there was a visible slit in the front. “thanks for the help with getting them here a little quicker max.
Webs of Lust - Chapter 1
The ancient erotic art began to affect uma, sending waves of heat through her chest into her moistening slit. she shook her head and moved into the central chamber, trying to clear the lustful fog that had rolled in to her mind.
Nightmare Year: Luna's Befriendment
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The Maintenance Logs 1: Triggering Routines
To be fair, the unicorn likely would have been erotic art to the right eye at that moment.
Strut, Don't Trot : Part Two (Finale)
Plush carpets in deep burgundy muffled his steps, while the walls were adorned with tasteful erotic art featuring an array of foxes in various states of ecstasy.
Surprise Substitution
Though red had quite often sampled erotic arts for his genital pleasure before his brother's arrival, he'd tended to avoid it since then to forestall embarrassing questions.
The Edge of Sapphire - Chapter 3 - Meditations on Solitude
Uelo's knowledge of the erotic arts seemed encyclopedic and more than once had strained toroi's imagination, he simply couldn't believe there were so many ways it could be done!
Love With All Sizes (Commission for Baylith)
But there was a niggling feeling in the back of his mind, one that always came up whenever he saw baylith flaunt his new size in the buff, in front of the cameras for his "erotic art" career, or for a more private show for just the two of them.
A Taste of Death
His muscles rippled like the sands of the sahara as he pushed himself up, his body now a tableau of erotic art, his large ass high in the air in display for the seated cat.
Cafe Plaisir - Marcus (commission) (watersports)
That always made marcus feel good, like he had created a piece of erotic art that people could get off to. but instead of creating the art, he _was_ the art. and brent was his canvas.
His Canvas (Commission)
The walls were littered with more erotic art depicting men, women, or whatever in between in various positions of service and wearing little to nothing.
Lessons in Purity
Having no training whatsoever in the erotic arts, she didn't know anything about being teasing, or perhaps turning around to give her lover a jaw-dropping view as she bent over... it didn't matter.