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.
All characters are over eighteen and clearly written to be so, as in all of my stories.
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The white fox-taur drew eyes, even though that was something that he was well enough used to by that stage. Etis always had eyes on him, in one way or another, and he stretched out on his side, his fox lower-half splayed out in the sand, though he did not wear clothes on his bottom half. For the comfort of others, he usually wore something on his anthro torso even though it was not strictly necessary, enough fluff remaining around his hindquarters to conceal anything that may have needed to be tucked away in any kind of polite company.
Yet his blue markings, intricate and tattoo-like even though they were natural, were out and on display in the bright sunshine as he stretched out, merely engaged in enjoying the day at the nudist beach. The sand was golden beneath his towel (sized appropriately for him) and he yawned lazily, his head tucked under the shade of a parasol so that he would not become too hot, as much as he liked to bake his white fur in the sun. Colder months were still yet to come so Etis was much in the way of thinking that he wanted to take advantage of all that he could before time was up in the warmer months of the year.
He was far from alone out there, however, a dolphin-shark-dragon hybrid, though not everyone caught every nuance of his hybrid species, lingering near the water's edge. Exhaling softly, his grey skin gleaming with ocean spray and his turquoise stomach standing out in a striking splash of colour, he shifted his weight, curling his white claws and toes into the sand. As naked as everyone else there, his shaft was neatly tucked away within the slit of his belly but the arousal and languishing feel of the day still had an effect on him, his slit parting slightly to reveal a pink, fleshy tip.
"Mind if I join you?"
A dragon? Not just a half-dragon, like him, even though there was some hidden shark in him that showed in the shape of his tail, but a full sea dragon, lightly muscled and yet tipping their foot into the sand, swirling it back and forth as they left patterns in the wetness of it. Their scales were splashed through with blue, green, yellow and purple - shades that did not seem that they should have gone together and yet worked perfectly in slices of warming colour. Echo smiled. In a way, there was something about the dragon that reminded him of the ocean, but the fact that the dragon's shaft, thick with a tapered tip, noticeable glands and a fat bulge nearing the base, was out and half-hard didn't complicate matters in the slightest.
After all, anything was permitted out on the beach, everyone enjoying their bodies and those of others exactly as they pleased.
"Hey there," Echo chirped, a dolphin squeak lingering in his tone that had never quite slipped away, not realising that there were the eyes of a fox-taur on him too. "You look interested... Is there something you're looking for out here?"
It was cheesy and corny and only made worse by the cheeky grin on Echo's muzzle, winking even as he posed lightly, though did not hold it. The sea dragon, Marble, muttered under their breath but Echo was not to be dissuaded, cheeky and forward, as bold as ever, stepping up to close the distance between them. A beak-muzzle hybrid was not the best for kissing but he still had so much more to give as he moaned encouragingly, enticing the more submission Marble, the dragon, to moan back with him, the drake's long, whisker-like appendages dangling from his muzzle denoting him of the Eastern type of dragon. Either way, even if he was not purely of that part of the world, he had some of their genes in him.
Not that Echo cared much as they shared kisses and names, Marble's legs trembling as his cock grew hard and throbbing, tail sweeping anxiously back and forth. He had not known quite why he'd gone out there that day, usually preferring that his relations took place in private with those that he cared about, but something had taken him there. And there had just been something with the gleaming skin of the Drashophin that he had not been able to resist, even though it was probably likely that he wouldn't have been able to make the first move himself if he'd been asked to.
"Wanna have some fun?"
Echo, of course, was the one to make the first move and to ask, breaking the kiss as their tongues tickled up against one another, though he was hardly breathless with his ability to breathe through his blowhole. Marble was worse for wear, undoubtedly, than him, but a throbbing length of cock-meat could not be denied as their little audience watched on, some other furs on the beach even spurred to enjoy one another more fully as their lusts rose in turn. Names were exchanged, even though they didn't have to be, and the two moaned as their cocks ground up together, passions throbbing up thick and fast. Who were they to deny them, after all?
What an interesting show...
Etis relaxed back onto his towel, his legs kicked up, though that position did put his swelling shaft on show. He was not quite as close to those enjoying themselves at the water's edge as he wanted to be but he could still participate, catching the Drashophin's eye as he grasped the dragon's cock. A show was always appreciated and yet the dragon appeared oh so very shy, shifting their weight constantly even as the hybrid's shaft slipped forth to match theirs, a smooth, hot length that was simply begging attention.
