Bunny Law; Interrupting Class

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So what happens when bunnies can't control themselves sexually in a classroom? I think this happens. I tried to make this short, and sweet.


3rd grade class was just starting under the teachings of Mr. Conor, a ferret. This was the first hour of the first day of school since summer vacation. The room was lined with toys and playthings, and there were no desks to speak of, except for the teacher's and craft tables. Students got to sit on a large mat filled with squares, and got to chose where they sat.

Except for two bunnies. They had to be separated as far from each other as he could so they would not disturb the class.

All the little cubs read instructions on the white board, taking their bags and setting them on hooks on a wall adjacent to some cubby holes that had their names already on them. The cubby holes were practically the students mail boxes, with Mr. Conor being able to give homework and other class related activities to them inside. The first thing listed on the white board was reading. Then something called class meeting, then movie. The students buzzed with anticipation and talked among each other, the two rabbits a boy and a girl looking at each other from across their squares they sat.

Mr. Conor knew it was going to happen sooner or later. The bunnies knew the other existed. He sighed on the inside, life has its magical moments, showing its self like a pretty flower, blooming. And the students will probably watch and hear all about it live in front of their eyes happening.

The students had found a book each in their cubby holes and were instructed to bring it with them where they sat. it was called "Two Bad Ants".

"Good morning class! Before we begin, I'd like to introduce myself. I'll be your teacher, you can call me Mr. Conor. Now that I've introduced myself, I'd like for you all to introduce yourselves. Now Don't be shy, all you have to do is say your name. we'll start with you," He pointed at a raccoon in a red shirt, "and we'll go from row to row in this direction."

The raccoon overcame his shyness and spoke his name. "David." Then the cub next to him, a kitten, "Hi, I'm Josh." A vixen next to him, "Hello, I'm Rose." A Rabbit next to her, completely oblivious to what they were doing was looking at the other bunny in the class room.

"Ahem?" The teacher interrupted the bunny's sightseeing and he turned around. The other cubs in the room giggling. Do they know about the silly law?

"O-oh! Umm, Soda!"

Then went the next row of four cubs. A puppy, "I am Bat Man!"

The other cubs burst out laughing.

"Okay settle down children. Yes, it's funny. What's your real name? we're introducing ourselves."

"Greg!" said the puppy. A kitten next to him, "Lucy!" A lioness next to her, "Katrina!" a mouse next to her, "Melvin."

The final row of four cubs. A bunny who was too busy looking at Soda. Her mouth agape and staring into his eyes. She had slipped a paw into her skirt and began rubbing her bunny cunny. The other cubs looked at her during her turn and at her fiasco, the teacher not amused.

"Let's try to stay focused. Please get your paw out of your skirt and tell us your name." Mr. Conor looked directly at the bunny who embarrassingly took her paw out of her little skirt.

"I'm Misty."

Well at least the bunnies are participating so far. But it's not going to last long, said a voice in the back of the teachers mind.

Misty and Soda began to stare at each other again, Misty petting her bunny cunny once more behind her skirt and panty, Soda having a good example of a tented pair of trousers.

Next to Misty was a doe, who's turn was to say her name. "Kelly." Next to her a wolf, "Riley!" And last but not least, a squirrel. "Abraham!"

"Very good class! Now we have introduced ourselves, it's time we open our books, the Two Bad Ants." The cubs had their books in their laps and opened them to the first page. The introductory page was red and gave a detailed information about the author, the class turning the page again to crisp white pages of a couple ants. They turned the pages again until they fell upon the start of the story, a picture of an ant going into a burrow with food.

The teacher began to read with the rest of the cubs following. "The news travels swiftly through the tunnel of the ant world. A scout had returned with a remarkable discovery, a beautiful sparkling crystal. When the scout presented the crystal to the ant queen, she took a small bite, then quickly ate the entire thing. She deemed it the most delicious food she had ever tasted."

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_ _ Just at that moment Soda got up and walked behind his other class mates to get to Misty.

Mr. Conor looked up from the book and paused his reading. "Soda! Please sit back down! No! Don't make me write your name on the board. Soda!"

But this only quickened his pace, now fast walking and swinging his arms around as he did. Misty was in on it too, she pulled her skirt down and bent forward, showing her rear and presenting that bunny booty.

"Soda! Misty!" But the bunny Soda already made it to Misty's rump and pulled his shorts down. Kelly the doe had a clear view of the bunnies redish pink penis, She held her mouth with paws in such surprise over a boy's body part. Sure, she was used to seeing her own, the place where she pees from. But that's what a boy's look like?! It stuck out with a firm look to it and the base of it had two fuzzy balls.

The lioness Katrina stood up and pointed at them. "Their make'n woopy!"

"Now class, I know this might seem a little odd, but perhaps now would be a good time to bring the class meeting up. We're all going to sit in a nice big circle."

The students that were not currently engaged in intimacy got up and walked around on the mat. They formed the best circle they could, the teacher joining them on the floor. This did not deter the cubs from watching the act of sex in front of them, who were the center of the circle.

Misty was on her knees and hands while Soda stood over her behind. His penis lodging inside a comfortable, warm snatch of pussy. Upon a close inspection the penis gilded frictionlessly inside the snug cozy bunny pussy, ripe for the bunny penis to lather her insides with precum droplets from the already wet privates. Both bunnies could not be more happy, joined by the flesh of instant sex, insatiable and unable to control their urges. Each hump from Soda into Misty caused them to moan, the class giggling and forming murmurs about the butt naked bunnies slapping their genitalia against each other.

"During class meetings, we can discus whatever is on your mind. Things about philosophies, how things in the world works, whatever is on your minds. And together, we will answer them the best as we can."

The class of cubs understood. Josh the kitten shot his hand up, and the teacher called on him. "What's make'n whoopy?"

"Yes!" Mr. Conor pointed a finger up. ""Making whoopy,"" He air quoted, "Is the act of sex, or intercourse. To achieve this, one must be paired with another person, be it male or female, and interact with the other's genitalia, or...bottom hole."

There was a wave of 'ohs' as understanding hit them on what the meaning of 'making whoopy' was. Katrina smiled, knowing that she started this first conversation.

Soda and Misty continued their act of sex, the boy slapping his thighs constantly against her ass cheeks and into her sweet pussy, the girl moaning out constantly with every bump into her little snatch. They enjoyed each other, hanging their mouths open as Soda grinded against Misty's vaginal lips every second in front of the watching class mates. While not being shy at all with their acts of adultery, Misty moved her rump across Soda's penis as he humped the inside of her. They were in a world of their own, Ignoring the other ten children and the teacher who viewed this as a learning experience. Hands and knees, she took the other bunny for a ride he would soon not forget in this age of expression and soon to be orgasm. The only words the two dancing bunnies could form were gasps and moans of pleasures, high pitched at that since they were but only cubs practicing these sexual urges.

Abraham the squirrel rose his hand and the teacher shot a finger at him to let him speak. "Can I make whoopy with someone?"

"No. Not until you are older at least." Said Mr. Conor.

"Then why do they get ta do it?"

All eyes were on the attention of their ferret teacher. Minus the two having sex in the middle of the floor in front of them all. "Because it's simply a law stating that two bunnies having sex must not be disturbed. Because of their nature, they can't resist their temptations. It's been since then that they were deemed to have a law stating that any two bunnies having sex cannot control what they do. Oh I knew this was going to happen the day my boss said I'd have a couple of bunnies in my class. It's inevitable. It's uncontrollable. The two you see in front of you are-pardon my French class- slaves to their nature. Cats have to claw, birds have to fly, and bunnies...well, they have to make whoopy.

Misty's head was down, but her bottom raised up. Both were panting hard, Soda gripping onto his partners ass cheeks and fondling her buttocks. Every slam he made banging Misty's pussy brought them both closer to orgasm, a growing sensation that built in their groins. Until they both hollered out.

"Ahhhhheeee!!"

"Ooohhhhh!!"

The class stared as Soda ejaculated in Misty's nice tight pussy, slowing down his thrusts with seed spilling out onto his fuzzy balls and down their legs. Misty groaned while her butt was still in the air, her fluffy tail twitching as she fell into a sleep from after coitus. Soda too, fell limp as his dick sprang back as he slumped out of her vaginal lips, falling asleep on the matt with sticky sperm joining the two briefly before breaking off.

Mr. Conor saw that Melvin the mouse's hand had been up. For how long did he have it raised? "Yes?"

"Do we have to take notes on this?"

The whole class laughed.

Sex openly in the classroom, and it was only the first day.

End