July 2017 Sketchbook Pt. 1 (Patreon)

Some suggestions and some random things I felt like drawing!

Rutting Season - Ciaran had never stood a chance. Varryck was twice the size of him, but instincts raged, and Ciaran refused to bow down without a fight. Locking horns, it was not long before Varryck had him on his back, twisting to escape and finding no purchase as the wildebeest arced his back and trapped Ciaran between his horns and his thighs. To his embarrassment, the position felt intensely erotic, and his feelings showed in the most obvious way they could. Varryck smirked. That's when Ciaran felt a warm, wet heat around his cock. Glancing down, Varryck had bent his head and wrapped his muzzle around Ciaran's throbbing erection. If losing was always so sweet, Ciaran never wanted to win...

Between Two Brothers - Kana had never been good at choosing, so when she confessed to Ridley and Pavel that she fancied them both, she fully expected to go home alone. Instead, Ridley's hands gripped her ass and Pavel spread her legs. "What if we told you, you didn't have to choose?" Pavel intoned, leaning down to lick one pert nipple. She felt, not one, but two cocks tickle against her pussy. She gasped, "at the same time?" At her delight, the brothers exchanged a look, then slowly began to prepare her for a night she would never forget. 

Yoga Stretch - Annie had been enjoying her private yoga lessons much more than she should have, so when Zack offered to help with her flexibility, she was only too happy to oblige. "Gooood," he crooned, pinning her down and leaning forward to spread her legs to their limits. The stretch felt good, but Zack's cock driving deeper and deeper into her as he released a copious load into her pussy was far better.

Caught in the Act - "Mm, that's good, that feels so good," Pavel whispered in the dark of the ship kitchens. He had his brother spread out on the table, moaning his name into his neck. A loud crash from behind him jolted Pavel from his lusty trance. His head jerked upright and he slapped a hand over Ridley's mouth to halt his moaning. "Shh! Someone's coming!" Ridley smirked from behind his brother's hand and reached up to grab him by the mane of fur running down his neck. He wrestled free of Pavel's hand and whispered, "they won't be the only one coming." With a stifled groan, Pavel resumed desperately humping Ridley against the table, quieter this time, completely unaware that it had been his brother tossing a bowl behind them which had startled him so. The fear of being caught only made their fucking all the sweeter.