Bottoms Up

# Bottoms Up ## By Lurker16 "Here'sta another year as room-mates," Bruce said, pinging a beer open on the edge of the table. "Heh. Yeah. Room-mates." Malu raised a plastic cup and tapped Bruce's bottle. The straw of his _Tequila Sunrise_cocktail...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Sometimes the treasure is a very kinky dragon~ [Comm - Part 2 of 2]

[Artist](https://www.furaffinity.net/user/solardelton) - [Commissioner](https://www.furaffinity.net/user/regal) ~~~ The adventurer never stopped his lewd exploration of the dragon, thumbs digging deep into that soft ring of flesh and spreading it...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Right Behind Your Back: A Sort of Apology

With a heavy sigh, Judy stood up. Her legs were shaking as Finnick helped her out the back of his van. She cleaned herself off with the wet wipes that the fennec kept in his glove department. On top of that, the bunny sprayed herself with perfume,...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Total Surrender (Letting Go Part 2)

"Why don't you lay on your back and keep your muzzle open wide?" Oliver suggested with a cruel smirk. Earlier, the skunk had stupefied Marc, his submissive golden retriever mate, with a series of hypnotic suggestions cleverly embedded into a video...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

[COM-20] Time In The Tavern Part 1

Time in the Tavern "Alright, well this is an interesting start to my day." Lexi said to herself as she hopped over a log and a stream to make her way down the hillside. Behind her, following close in tow, was Ceylon the gryphon, the beast that had...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

[COM-20] Time In The Tavern Part 2

Time in the Tavern "So what do we do now?" Lexi asked, standing close to Ceylon as the two of them made their way down the crowded township streets. The intersection that marked the center of Affity was behind them, and the two ladies were booking it...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Getting Into the Role

Two Labrador brothers have a secondary source of income by being porn-stars on the internet. The youngest is all about immersion, so when he finds a potion that takes a certain roleplay to the next level he goes all-in-- consequences be damned,...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Whipped (In His Service Part 3)

Sleep hadn't come easily for Ishraq. It seemed like every hour he awoke with a new ailment. At first, he found himself rolling into the rigid bars on either side of the small kennel he was kept in. A little while later, his muscles were cramping due...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Tasha's Big New Toy

Tasha was expecting the call. It was Maya, one of her friends in the adult entertainment industry. Where Maya worked in front of the camera, Tasha worked somewhere behind it; she designed and sold sex toys, and her newest stock had to do with Maya's...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Tyrant's Conquest

"_Tyrant_? Now that's some kinky shit right there. And you said he's just a cub?" The buffalo uttered a gruff snort as he pulled his sweaty tank-top over his horns and tossed it aside towards the locker room's laundry bin. His companion- an older...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Speaking in Tongue

"And, lastly, miss Needle," mumbled Desmond Lankett to nobody but himself as he perused his schedule. It was six in the evening, the end of a sweltering day, and a record dozen tenants had reported service failures. Protocol dictated a triage where he...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,