Furry Cub Hentai Novels & Stories

They say as they turn to me and I had heard Raff joke they weren’t little, but compared to their petite size their cock is enormous. “How does someone so tiny have such an enormous dick?” I ask in disbelief. “Easy, I’m a kitsune and I’m special,” they giggle, unbuttoning the shirt and throwing it aside as they pull it off with lightning speed they have a shibari harness that leaves their little pierced breasts exposed and their pierced nipples ready to devour.

I asked, glancing between the two of them. Farrell crouched down, running a hand through the cub’s thick fur. The tenderness in his touch was undeniable. The little creature looked up at him with trusting eyes before letting out a soft purr. “Wandered off, the little troublemaker.” Farrell chuckled, scratching behind the cub’s ear. “Found his way to you, of all people.” I stared at the cub, then back at him. “You’re his father?” He glanced up at me “Something like that.”

While all of this happening right in front of me and watching my girlfriend's getting molested by complete strangers, my dick started getting hard. I was confused from inside and thought "'Am I a Pervert? why my dick is getting hard do I like watching this or is this drawback of watching too much hentai" While I was rethinking about my dilemma. The guy beside her slowly started going up onto Christine's boobs and she let out a moan when the guy's fingers touched her nipples which were poking through the dress. He started caressing her boobs and Christine started to moan passionately.

I cannot help but think that if this same stimulation was given to a furry and not just a horse, that the whole scene would be that much hotter. I put the bucket upside down, just behind her rear hooves so that I could be at just the right height. I pulled out the lube I brought with me for the second time and this time I get a large dollop and rub it all around my member getting it nice and hard. The nervousness of potentially getting caught only heightened the adrenaline coursing through my veins. As I began to harden, I slid my free left hand into the mare’s warm pussy once again, this time I have no delusions that I am doing this for my own benefit.

Suddenly the woman leaned forward, pointing the cock upward with her hand, placing it between her boobs. “Ahh...” Sienna smiled. “Tittyfuck!” Indeed it was. The voyeur woman slid those dainty fingers in and out of her runny slit. It was an amazing scene to behold. These random boobs being squeezed and squished around this random cock; the girl lifted and lowered her body, stroking the shaft with her boobs as it were. Sienna loved it! The sight of a lean, sexy body being subjugated by a rigid penis. Down on her eyes, pleasuring the man whether he wanted it or not.

Still completely hidden under the covers. It’s so hot and humid under here. Her smell is strong and musky. A sexy feminine scent, not unpleasant at all. Just sharp and erotic. I shift my hips sideways so I don’t lay on my hard-on, and I dive face first into my boss’s wet pussy.

Fiercer. “He’s not a monster,” she’d snap, chin lifted, hands clenched at her sides. “He’s family.” And to Cerebus, she was the only home he ever truly had. Each head loved her differently. Alpha, the leftmost, was the bold protector. He barked first, loud and certain, whenever Ellie cried. Beta, in the center, was steady as stone — licking her palms with quiet comfort, patient and thoughtful. Gamma, on the right, was the wild one, full of tricks: nudging her elbow while she sketched, stealing socks, and burying them under the lemon tree until she laughed.

That fucking diamond pattern from your cubicle, unmistakable, like a dirty little secret laid bare. Your mind spins, lust twisting into something darker. Could it be Sabrina? The thought’s a blade, sharp and hot, slicing through you. The idea that the goddess from the office, with her angelic smile and fuck-me eyes, could be this filthy little exhibitionist—it’s too much. You’re rock-hard, imagining her spread open in that cubicle, touching herself while you’re just feet away, clueless. Who the hell is Kat18, and how deep does this rabbit hole go? ****************

“Soon. But I need to prepare you first. You’re so tight, little wolf. I don’t want to hurt you.” He adds a third finger, stretching me carefully while his thumb circles my clit. It’s intense, bordering on too much, but then pleasure starts building again. “That’s it,” he encourages. “Take my fingers. Get used to the stretch.” He pumps them in and out, curling them on every stroke, and I can feel another orgasm building. “Come for me again. Show me how much you want it.” The second orgasm hits even harder than the first. I’m gasping his name, my pussy clenching around his fingers, wetness coating his hand.

It only turned me on more. I needed to taste her. I climbed off her face, pushed her back against the seat, and buried my face between her thick thighs. Her pussy was dripping. I licked her furiously, sucking her swollen clit and pushing my tongue inside her while she moaned like a whore. Regina kept using the cucumber on herself now, slamming it deep into her own cunt right in front of my eyes. The wet, filthy sounds filled the car. We switched again. She sat on my face this time, smothering me with her wet pussy while she fucked herself harder with the cucumber. I licked her arsehole and pussy desperately, drinking her juices.