Backseat Driver
With a blush the cetacean cleaned himself up as best as he could given the circumstances, stowed his thick, semi-hard cock away and slowly drove off.
Kinktober Day Fifteen: Human Furniture
No, she wanted the whale to do it all. and the orca seemed more than happy to -- her hips rocked, her body bounced.
Hate to Sea It (vore story)
Seriously, mara thought, this guy was just a waste of her time, and the killer whale now wanted to get rid of him and look for a -real- male - one as big as her, at the very least.
To make a Temple
To those who knew, however, this was the heart of the headquarters, a place that thanked the cetacean fertility gods for their blessings.
Extracurricular Activities
What could reala do but abandon the leaking hose of horseflesh in exchange for the long tapered bubblegum pink cock of her cetacean lover?
K'eyush and the nanuq (F polar bear/M human sex and vore)
Halfway between the island and the shore a gray whale broached not more than a paw's length from her nose. what that whale must have thought she was they never knew. surely it would not have approached so close to a killer whale.
Interplanetary Travel
Akei squeaked loudly, arching himself up again, he could feel stirring within his body as the dolphin teased him, pleasuring the spots that only a cetacean knows about in the perfect way.
Real Rondis
While others might have looked upon the cetacean creature with pity, he instead saw the large whale as a subject of opportunity and experiment. right then and there he had begun to trace runes and other mystical shapes on the whale's form.
Intermediate Species Studies - Chapter 4 - Rising Popularity
The killer whale grinned behind him and gave him one last squeeze before loosening his grip.
Intermediate Species Studies - Chapter 9 - The Marine Park by Night
The monochrome whale ignored him for the sake of pushing his tongue deeper once he felt an opening.
Anthro State University - Slevin
Came the sound from the cetacean's mouth, now finding it had some range of motion as the thickest coils had disappeared down his throat.
Leviathan 11: White Whale
"my white whale." "exactly." alaska crawls up before him, lays his paws down on nico's shoulders. even here in the false cyberspace, the grip is firm, and nico's stomach tingles slightly. "tell me, what is it that you _truly_ hate?"