This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
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Mares Seeking Stallions
Arian
"Oh, don't mind him. He'll be quiet."
Arian cast the blue wolf a look, rolling her eyes as she nuzzled under the chin of a taller stallion, velvety lips teasing a line down his neck. The equine snorted and stomped, allowing the smaller, lither unicorn to move him as she pleased, shivering under her light touch. The unicorn's dark coat, patterned with white rosettes - the classic markings of a king cheetah - glittered in the low light, horn gleaming as her long tail curled back and forth, a thick draping of hair floating down from the tip.
Stomping, her stud of the evening - a visiting friend from the land down under, of course - snorted and rolled his eyes back into his skull as she ran her paws down his defined abs, a breathy moan escaping her. Had there ever been a stud so fine? He was what she needed and more, a black stallion with white feather around his hooves and a ready smile on his eager lips. Arian shivered. And he was hers. At least for the time being.
She blew her wolf a kiss, Raz squirming in the chair as his cock pushed against his boxer-briefs, demanding release. Maybe she would be kind to him later. Maybe. The postponing of the decision was half the fun for her.
Groaning, Gabriel let her do as she willed, stepping back towards the bed as she led him, a giggle on her lips. He throbbed hard in his swim trunks, wanting her despite knowing who was watching, his stare searing into his back. Arian had flirted with him and made her intentions quite clear, so he'd had no qualms about following her back to her hotel room, not after what she'd done to him. The mare had been teasing him in the pool and sauna for what seemed like hours on hours, tail flagged and wanting whenever she had thought no one else was looked. Gabe snorted. What he hadn't expected, however, was to find her partner tied to one of the chairs with a ball gag stuffed in his mouth.
"He looks pretty angry," Gabe chuckled, slipping to his back on the bed. "But this is what you do, isn't it? This is all okay with the both of you."