The Bunny and I.
I have always had a thing for Bugs Bunny. Whether it is his fluffy tail, his shemale tendencies, lean physique or simply the cartoonish esthetic about his character, I don't know.
I DO know that I want to fuck his brains out. So that is what I am going to do.
You are welcome to review and hopefully enjoy my written account of our meeting...
(The character "Bugs Bunny" is the property of Warner Brothers, Inc)
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How he came to be in my dorm, or how he managed to materialize from fiction to reality, I will never know. All I know is that Bugs Bunny is standing in my room.
Naked.
And sporting a nine inch hard-on.
His leporine dick is thin and long. The head is glistening in the dim light coming from outside and the lamp beside my laptop. I swivel my chair around to try and make sense of this mirage. Bugs smiles and steps closer. His rather large, fuzzy feet makes almost no sound on our badly stained carpet.
I briefly wonder where my roommate is; it is getting rather late and I could not hear the usual ruckus coming from the corridor or the neighboring rooms. But such considerations can easily be pushed aside when the object of some of my most raunchy thoughts and fantasies is standing mere feet from me and pointing me in the face with a most delicious-looking cock.
I look up. Bugs is about a foot shorter than me, and his fur looks incredibly soft. I reach a hand out and rub it over his upper thigh. Bugs shivers slightly, as if he is incredibly aroused. His fur really is soft and warm. I lean forward some more to smell and taste him. Bugs leans back a bit, resting his hand on top of our clothes cabinet. He smells faintly of earth and carrots. My first tentative lick reveals that his pre and cock tastes wonderful! I hear Bugs begin to pant as I keep licking. His dick is hard, a darker shade of pink, smooth and without veins. With my hands, I keep exploring his body. He is slim, and the fuzzy, luxurious fur make my explorations most enjoyable. I am letting my hands slide down his thighs and slowly back up as I take the tip of his rigid member into my mouth.
My hands have reached his firm buttocks. I let one finger slowly prod his little opening while I take his member deeper into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around, massaging the throbbing underside of his shaft. Above, I hear the hare moaning in pure pleasure. His left hand is stroking my long, slightly curly hair, and I can see his chest heaving with trembling breaths.
My finger is slipping past his tight little ring. I hear him "Ooh" from the sensation. I slowly prod deeper, widening his opening and massaging his warm insides. His cock stiffens even more in my mouth, and I can feel my own member throb in unison, trapped as it is in my jeans. I withdraw my left hand and unzip my now uncomfortably tight pants. My dick has erected a nice tent in my boxers, and stiffly salutes me and my new friend as I pull my underwear down too. As I am sitting (with a dick in my mouth and my right hand halfway into a hares' anal cavity) I am unable to pull them completely down. But the fresh air feels amazing against my fully engorged cock; somehow my dorm has turned incredibly hot and sweaty...
Bugs is trembling as he moves his hands onto my shoulders. I can sense that he is getting close. I keep bobbing my head, letting his smooth, wet dick slip between my lips again and again. Having released my own one-eyed beast from its captivity, I use my left hand to cup and gently squeeze his furry little balls as they contract. I stop sucking as deep, and concentrate on the head of his dick. I give probing licks with the tip of my tongue to the little hole and start massaging his prostate with my fingers. I can taste the pre, and long for the real deal.
I am soon rewarded for my efforts as Bugs lean his head back and clamps onto my shoulders. His dick twitches and swells even more before finally bursting with hot, thick cum directly into my mouth. His spooge fills my mouth soon enough, and I start gulping. I keep bobbing my head, licking the underside of his spurting cock and rubbing his most sensitive spot back there.
I can't swallow it all. How can he produce such an amazing volume? Perhaps because of his extraordinary nature... No matter how, I LOVE it. Dribbles of spoo run down my chin and small spurts escape around his frenzied, cumming cock to splatter all over. I can feel my t-shirt getting almost as badly stained as our carpet, something I, until very recently, considered impossible. I look down to see streams of slimy sperm running down my arm and dripping into my lap and onto my glistening cock.
I pull my head back to gasp for air, and as soon as I pull back, my face is splattered with a pressurized jet of white cream. His thin, pinkish dick jerks and bounces for every pulse of cum, shooting rope after rope over my face and into my hair. After a little while, the hare settles down. He rubs the last of his cum out and lets it drip onto my lap. I can still feel rivulets of warm, thick spoo running down my face and chest. My crotch has turned into a messy soup of cum and pre.
As I wipe my face with the palm of my hand, I glimpse Bugs smiling broadly and then starting to kneel. I can feel his fuzzy paws pulling my jeans off of me. They make a rather nasty, wet flop when he casually tosses them over his head and onto the floor.
His tongue assaults my slimy cock as soon as the jeans are no longer in the way. He has a frantic way about him, and he seems very, very, turned on, despite just having fired of a load of spooge that would make a Horse proud. He is licking every inch of my cock and slowly moving down toward my balls. One of his soft paws is stroking the outsides of my thighs, the other massages the ball that isn't being licked.
When he finally decides to take my throbbing dick into his little mouth, the sensation almost overwhelms me. His mouth is incredibly warm and wet. His tongue flitters about, seemingly anticipating my every motion and throb. The tip of his tongue dips into the cumslit and teases my growing load. Now he is taking it deep, deep into his throat. All along the way, his tongue massages my length. It feels like he has spent his entire life sucking cock. My balls are aching, almost painfully under the soft, oh so pleasing rubbing they are receiving from his paws. As I close on my orgasm, Bugs senses it and quickly withdraws. I feel flustered and a bit irritated; my climax is receding again. But this was his plan, to tease the largest possible orgasm out of me. To do that, he intends to bring me close, only to leave my cum churning and gathering while he pauses. After a little while, he begins again, starting by licking the head and then going deeper. I lean back and rest one hand upon his furry head, right between the long ears. Having Bugs bobbing up and down the length of my member and working hard to give me the best blowjob I have ever received feels... amazing and utterly unbelievable. Good thing I am writing it down, or I might think this be a dream!
I am getting close again, fast and hard. Bugs keeps his technique up and pauses to let me calm down. The pressure is building to extreme levels within my trembling testicles. I find myself pleading "Please let me cum, please!" as my head lolls back and forth on the headrest of my chair, my eyes closed and my mind in a dulled, sexual haze.
When I feel my balls contract for the fifth time, Bugs doesn't withdraw. My cock swells further and further as my climax looms so, so close. The feeling is hard to describe. Now that I am finally allowed to cum, my dick is so swollen and hard it's hard to let go. It's a wonder of ecstasy and a bit of pain. At last, the dam breaks and my member explosively spews my cream into the waiting hares warm mouth. Bugs gulps and swallows wave after wave, rubbing my balls and cock with his paws to keep the juice flowing. I kinda black out for a second or so as my climax turns my entire body rigid and trembling. I hear someone cry out in pleasure at the top of his lungs, only to realize it is me screaming.
My orgasm never seems to end. I can hear the hare pulling back several times, taking a deep breath and then immediately diving back in and keep sucking my spurting cock. I can see glorious bursts of multicolored light on the insides of my eyelids. My throat has turned raw and my breathing ragged from roaring my pleasure out.
As my spooing spree finally ends, the hare sits between my legs. He is an absolute mess. Cum soaks his fur from face to crotch. Spooge is dripping from his chin and running through the softer, white fur on his chest. He is licking his lips and grinning broadly. One of his paws is rubbing his length, which soon grows fully erect again.
I pass out.
When I come to, I find myself lying on my back in my bed. I am not alone. Bugs is still there, lying on his knees and elbows and still sucking my cock. It too, has now grown large again, despite me being unconscious. I look up at the hare, and he momentarily stops his suckling to look back at me. Then he grins, again, and resumes his slobbering on my dick. I sigh inwardly and sit back up a bit, then I grab the hare and push him onto his stomach on the small bed. He makes no complaints, the only thing I hear is a coo of sensuality.
I spread my legs over his firm, furry buttocks and fluffy little cotton ball of a tail. I can see his little opening and aim for it as I lean back down, supporting my weight on one hand and guiding my member with the other. I hit the spot on the first try. I find his opening lubed by a combination of my own cum and the hares spittle, which he had applied himself while I was out. The horny little thing...
My cockhead slips into his tight tailhole with an audible "plop", and Bugs moans out loud. His ass is the tightest, smoothest, sexiest thing I've ever plowed. Each millimeter I push further in unleashes another wave of pleasure up my shaft and makes my entire body tingle. Nothing will ever trump or make me forget this. The hare is crumpling the sheets hard with both hands, gasping in pleasure and pushing back against me. I grab hold of his dick below, and give it a long rub. Pre-cum splatters out and stain the sheets immediately; he is as hard as a rock and his small, furry balls are already full and heavy with another load. I manage a better grip and start working his shaft while simultaneously forcing my own cock deeper into his bowels.
I reach as far in as I can go. His anus seems to suck and massage my length, much like his expert workmanship with his tongue. I realize that he is actually clenching his ring in rhythm with my withdrawals, and relaxing as I push forward; resulting in an unimaginable sensation. For his pleasure, I alternate between deep and slow pushes and fast, satisfying, shallow penetrations. Sometimes, I pull out and slowly push my way in again, just to feel his warmth envelop me again. As I grind deep, I gyrate my hips to tease his prostate as much as possible. My hand keeps masturbating his slick length, spattering clear drops of pre everywhere.
I marvel at the sheer hotness of the situation; one of the sexiest characters I know is bent down below me on the bed with my cock deep into his ass, giving me the lay of my life. Not to mention moaning in ecstasy with my own drying cum splattered all over his face and chest.
I turn him over onto his back with my dick still stuck in him, and lean down close. His fur feels electrifying against my naked skin; soft, fine and very arousing. His chest is heaving, and when I get close enough, he snuggles close to kiss and lick my chin and ear. I turn my head to face him and engage in an intimate kiss, deep and thorough. His tongue is small, and so very much smoother and sweeter than any human's. I kind of lose myself in our embrace as I pump away, enjoying his rear hole to its fullest.
I can feel his engorged member against my belly, and now, his ragged breath in my ear. I can feel my a gigantic climax building between my loins and hug the hare tighter, with my arms around him. As I come close to the brink, I increase my pace and try to go as deep as possible.
A strong shiver pulse through my body, followed by my howl of pleasure as I cum for the second time this night. A powerful spurt of sperm paints the deepest of the hares bowels, filling him with warm cream. Several more pulses follow, squeezing into the snug fit of the hares tight ring. My cry continues for several seconds, as I desperately try to push deeper and deposit my seed as far in as possible. My throat feels dry and raw, and forces me to lean down and endure the massive pleasure in silence. My dick has not lessened the flow, making the excess cum spurt and splatter out around my throbbing cock. Bugs finally cums too, and sprays my chest, our faces with powerful jets of white spoo. Our bellies grind between us, slick and running with more and more sludgelike goo.
In the middle of our world-shaking orgasm, we engage in another kiss, letting his spooge smear our lips and mingle in our mouths while our tongues engage in a swirling dance. A pool is forming beneath us, reaching the entire length of the bed and dripping down the sides.
I pull out and lean back, jerking my spurting cock to let the cum rain down on the hare, painting his long ears, face, chest, belly and crotch. Bugs tries to catch as much as possible in his mouth while he furiously pulls on his own meat to keep the torrent of spooge flowing. His ass meanwhile belches forth a massive amount of sperm, some in pressurized jets, further splattering slimy jizz everywhere.
When we finally finish our epic spooing spree, everything is absolutely drenched. Ourselves, the bed, the floor, the surrounding furniture and (unfortunately) my laptop.
I have never felt so completely, utterly, satisfied; had death decided to take me then, I would merely smile in contentment, knowing that I would never be happier. But enough gloomy thoughts; I am too tired to engage in serious thought. Instead, I collapse on top of my newfound lover, both of us panting hard and smiling in wide grins of ecstasy...
Turns out, Bugs didn't leave for good, and our occasional nights together now make this first encounter seem fumbling and average. What he does when he isn't here, I don't know...
Perhaps he is standing behind you as you are reading this, with a sensuous grin on his face and a raging boner about to prod you in the back? ;3