January 2018 Sketchbook Pt. #1 (Patreon)

Here's the first sketchbook for January 2018! I've written a couple of shorts to go along with them, hope you enjoy!

Magic Potion: Zack had bought the potion from a mysterious seller at the farmer's market. He'd been told it would give him 24 hours of insatiable lust - not something he'd thought he required, but curiosity killed the cat. Or the maned wolf, as the case may be. Still, he thought maybe he'd save it for a special occasion and stashed it at his flat for later. That was until Katia came to visit for a weekend holiday, and Zack came home from work to find her sitting in his living room naked and preoccupied. "Some drink you keep in this house," Katia said, voice husky with breathless embarrassment. "I was saving that," Zack exclaimed, pointing at the empty potion bottle beside her. A blush crept up his cheeks. He didn’t know where to look, but it was hard not to look at her. Katia lay with her legs apart, a hand between her legs and three fingers buried to the last knuckle inside.  They were slick when she pulled them out to drag up over her clit and down again. "S-sorry, I can't help it. It's like I'm never satisfied. I can't stop," she murmured.  Zack raised an eyebrow and coughed. "You know, I could-" Katia didn't let him finish. "Please!" Zack had never thrown his clothes off faster. The potion had an intoxicating aroma on Katia's fur and the sight of her spread like that - well, he'd have to be superhuman not to have some reaction. He snatched the bottle from the floor and drank the few drops remaining. Katia didn't hesitate. She sucked his cock right there on the living room floor, arms around his hips to hold herself up. She bobbed up and down, the same sheen of wetness that was around her fingers now shining around his pink flesh. She didn’t let him finish though, she bent over and let him fuck her against the couch next. She'd been right - the potion had made her so insatiable that she wanted more and more. No matter how hard he ploughed her, no matter how many times she came, they were never done. He had her on the kitchen table. In the hall. On the staircase. Her legs shook so hard they could barely hold her weight. Finally, they ended up in the bedroom, where they could drunkenly rut without fear of rug burn or uncomfortably hard surfaces or Katia’s legs giving out under her. Even as the potion began to wear off hours and hours later, Katia lay underneath him grinding her pussy back on his swollen cock. Zack would have to make a point to find that seller at the market again later…

Mostly Straight - Dexter considered himself pretty straight. Not totally - he'd dabbled quite a number of times in the opposite camp and enjoyed himself plenty. He just knew he preferred women, and when he did bat for the other team, he was usually pitching. That changed the second he lay eyes on the new guy at work. Tall, muscular, stark white fur with black seal points. The horse was a hottie by anyone's standards, but Dex in particular found himself tongue-tied around him. And to his surprise, the fantasies he started having about this new guy - Ruben - were anything but the norm. When he bumped into Ruben in the coffee table, it was all Dexter could do not to strip and present his ass right there against the counter. He wanted those big hands pinning him down. He wanted those slight hips rocking against his ass. He wanted that big horse's cock inside him to the root. One evening, Shuki noticed how distracted he was and asked what was up. He confessed and she grinned. She said, "well, if he ever makes a move, invite him over. I want to watch." This only fuelled his desire more. Finally, many unsubtle hints and flirtatious touches later, Ruben got the message. Dexter took the horse home, brimming with sexual energy. At first, they felt a little awkward. Neither had done this with an audience, but Shuki was nothing if not a gracious guide. "Play with his nipples, Ruben. He likes that," she'd say. Or, "don't be afraid to get a little rough with him." Ruben started to overcome his shyness and Dexter melted like putty in his hands. His tongue against Dexter's neck caused an eruption of shivers through him. He found he shook with nervous anticipation, hard as a rock where their hips ground together. Even though they still had their boxer briefs on, Ruben's did little to conceal his considerable endowment. Dexter wasn't small, but Ruben made him look it. Dexter slid a hand inside to explore by touch the thick, hot length of Ruben's cock. He could feel a vein pulsing along the top, the wet sheen of precum slicked along his length. As Dex unabashedly began stroking the horse's prick, he felt those big hands slide into his own boxers and cup his ass, massaging dutifully. His fingers were pre slicked with lube and Dexter felt the preparatory intrusion with a hot burn of desire in his gut. He thought about getting on his knees and taking as much of Ruben's cock as he could swallow. He imagined that Ruben would be an incredibly potent lover, and the fantasy of getting soaked in his orgasm burned hot behind his closed eyelids. He started to move, intent on sucking Ruben dry, but he wasn't given the chance. Ruben's restraint broke. Suddenly, Dexter found himself whirled around and facing the headboard of the bed. The mattress sprung beneath him. He gripped the sheets. Glanced back in time to see Ruben aligning his fat cock up under his tail. Then there was a thick, burning intrusion and a blinding pressure as Ruben's cock stretched inside him. Dexter’s eyes rolled back and he gave an involuntary shudder of arousal. Ruben went slow, but Dex still bit the sheets. It hurt. Of course it did, Ruben was a horse and twice the size of him. But it also felt furiously, unerringly good. Dexter spread his thighs as wide as flexibility allowed. He arched his hips and raised his tail. Ruben's body folded over him as he ploughed deeper, deeper, deeper until finally he bottomed out. Dexter felt the warm press of Ruben's body against him, his own body throbbing around Ruben's girth. To his left, he could just hear Shuki say, "save some energy for me next." Then he closed his eyes and gave himself over to the pleasure of Ruben’s muscular body thrusting into him.