Bond of Brothers - Part 4
Dieter asked, looking around at the collection of beanbags and couches around them. the workshop lounge was comfortable enough for one person to sleep in, maybe two at a pinch, but four?
Lust and the Void - Chapter 33
He walked over to the large beanbag chair near the fireplace and lowered himself onto it with a quiet grunt. the firelight flickered across his black fur, but roan wasn’t looking at himself. he was watching cass.
Jacking Off
He looked up at the monstrous shaft he now had, at least four feet long and thick as a telephone pole, his balls as big as beanbag chairs, and he could feel them churning, see them pulsing with cum.
Ringing In The Nude Year
Tonight, though, everything but the tv and furniture had been cleared away, replaced with pillows and beanbags and even - hunter blushed when he saw them - a couple of sex swings.
Multi-Smash
Kaji sat back on his couch, his underwear full to the brim and taking up the floor space in front of the couch like an oversized and overstuffed beanbag.
Pokephilia Story (NSFW) - The Cat that Loves to Fight Ch. 2 (Natasha Pt. 2)
The pokephiles cleaned themselves up with deodorant spray and wet towelettes, cleaning their crotches and spraying the beanbag chair with disinfectant to remove the cum stains and pheromonal scent.
Belial: Changes in the Air
She had likely fallen asleep on a beanbag chair. esther sighed contentedly as she massaged the tender spot.
Stream of Consciousness - Coevolution 003
"computer lab," levi replied, guiding umbre past the aforementioned beanbag pile to a part of the library sectioned off by an ornate archway made of the same maple wood as the doors.
Stored in the Balls
I slid down to the floor, hugging my beanbag-chair-sized balls as they continued to grow under mark's relentless stream.
Don't Tease Girls
Also, a lion gets hit in the beanbag, and that's funny. "why are you in your swim suit?" the young lioness scrunched her muzzle at her older brother as she wandered into the living room. "why are you in sarah's pajamas?"
Saint Francis Files 5: Nana
Nana turn to see the absolute horror show of her beanbag covered in her own fluids. "my pillow..." nana whined. "have fun going to the cleaners."
At the ziggurat (Kzinti/human sex, vore, rape)
Charl-captain made a dismissive gesture from his beanbag; he was content with a single human meal, albeit one twice as heavy as most of the females. the smallest kzin, too, signaled a lack of interest. he was already almost too full to move.