Mama Wants The Staff
#8 of the lion guard nsfw and here's the first story ever with mama binturong (i think). bunga tries to take back makini's staff, but mama binturong is strong and determined.
Ace of Sex (Mild Ending)
His efforts only elicited a chuckle from the bearcat. the bearcat picked the fleshlight up. decro could hear footsteps as the bearcat moved. he could hear the sound of the workshop door opening. he could feel the cool air of the sex toy shop.
Ace of Sex
His efforts only elicited a chuckle from the bearcat. the bearcat picked the fleshlight up. decro could hear footsteps as the bearcat moved. he could hear the sound of the workshop door opening. he could feel the cool air of the sex toy shop.
Ace of Diamonds
Grimly, his heart tied itself up into knots at the binturong's words. his family! his boys, his wife - would he, could the bearcat do something wicked to such innocents?
Prismo's Pleasuring Present
Nor that the stout binturong only wore his gloves and a necklace with the key to the cage hanging from it. that and the once white jockstrap that struggled to hold the bulge within made him the binturong's outfit.
Keeping Warm in Winter: with Typhonas
Stealing a look downwards, he saw why the bearcat was having such a good time. just a short distance below, harold's package was expanding more rapidly. ty was tempted to reach over, but the bearcat beat him to it.
Keeping Warm in Winter: with Peter Summers
However it became apparent, the bearcat had something more pressing resting on his mind. peter wasn't sure where the bearcat was going with this.
You're Home (vore story)
Keep your tails away from corridors-" the goat turned to face the bearcat, and she shined a bright smile at him. "oh, hi vesper!" "h-hey..." the binturong replied.
Ball
The soft and squeezy bungle felt the toy binturong sinking slowly into his rubber, with every squirm and wiggle feeling so electric. eee! squeak!
Jack of Spades
With a hiss, brad rolled up onto his tiptoes, unbalanced and falling deeper into the binturong's embrace.
The Hive Begins
_mainly because i'm pretty sure i know which part of me it came from,_ the binturong thought as she jogged.
For a Reason
Benny is a big binturong, and an odd one. see, unlike most of his kind, he has a pouch. a plenty big one. he can fit all sorts of things in there, and does. after all, he figures, he must have a pouch for a reason.