Taking the Time

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Bunny Play

The grey-furred bunny giggled to herself, perched on the end of the bed with her toy chest in front of her. Yeah, okay, it was a little typical that she had a chest of toys, just like she'd had back when she'd been a kid, but...it was a distinctly more adult set of toys that she had collected for bedroom pursuits. Partly out of need, satisfying her needs and more, but more because she just enjoyed the variety. Besides, after everything had gone well to help her body look the way that she felt inside, being a transgender bun, why wouldn't she make the most of every last bit of her body?

To ignore it, surely, would have been criminal!

And it was the biggest of toys, of course, that Maddie was the most interested in. The bunny was dressed in just a pair of pink panties that, if she had been standing, would have shown off the plump round of her backside in how the Brazilian cut framed her nicely. Of course, Maddie had been wearing clothes earlier too, but the skirt and little crop top had been dropped on the floor. They could be tidied away later, the lean bunny leaning back and swinging her big hind paws, toes fluffy.

Not many knew that rabbits didn't have pads on the soles of their feet, often assuming that it was hidden in the thicker fur there. That was why she had to be more careful if she was ever going barefoot, even if that was at the beach, as she had less protection there. The fur was good, yes, but more for warmth and personal comfort than something that would protect her feet from sharper objects.

But Maddie did retain a cheeky dexterity in them, opening the front clasp of the chest, which faced away from her, with her toes alone. The lid fell open, swinging aside, revealing a plethora of dildos in all sizes, shapes and colours. The most noticeable of them, of course, were fat and unwieldy with thick knots and flares: modelled after the biggest equine and canines that she had been able to find online in the shops and certain websites that she and her husband enjoyed looking at.

"Mmmm..."

Maddie grabbed her favourites, biting her lip, though she fumbled in her haste to get them up there. Damn it - why was her husband always off working when she needed him? Of course, she knew, logically, that the two of them had to work and it was just the way of it that their schedules would not always quite line up right, but at least she would be able to snap a few photos for him to enjoy while he was away, her phone set nearby on the bed.

She could have used lube. But where would the fun have been in that? Maddie moaned, picking up one of the moderately sized dildos, a mottled pink and grey equine-shaped shaft that had a plump flare to the tip. Still, it was a good one to start with, even if the meaty girth of it would have scared off less lustful creatures than her.

"Oh..."

Teasing it between her legs, she left her pink underwear on for the moment, ears flopping back against the bed as she tucked her legs under her and arched up from the bed, sheets rumpling under her shoulders. The crease was annoying but not so annoying that Maddie was willing to stop to fix it, squirming as she imagined the stallion, in her mind's eye, that the cock could belong to. Big and beefy... He didn't have to say anything in her fantasy, just being there, a presence, a cock that was fit to slam into her pussy and take her as she so very desperately needed to be taken.

Tracing the flare back and forth between her legs, she worked herself up more and more, her panties clinging to the defined folds of her pussy, moisture gathering there. She'd thought it funny how wet she got before, but that was something that Maddie had never had an issue with, not at all. Even so, she had a cock to stuff her body with more than enough to keep herself in practice, nipping at her lip with a cheeky little grin as she tugged her underwear to the side.

They wouldn't be needed for all that much longer - her panties, that was. But she liked the feel of them too clinging to the side of the dildo as she eased it into her pussy, her fingers spreading her folds apart so that she could press it up against the heat of her entrance a little more smoothly. It was better like that, squirming and nipping her lip, though he bunny did not have any real reason at all to keep her squeals inside. It was not as if the neighbours could hear them, as long as she had closed the window that time...

"Ah... Yes..." She moaned out lowly, hair splayed across the bed as she bucked her hips up eagerly to the toy, warming to the heat of her body. "Take me... Nnnnnggggghhhh..."

The mottled horse cock seemed only too happy to oblige, easing into her under the pressure of her guiding paw. Her fingers curled around the base, gripping it tightly, but it was simple once the flare had popped into her body to guide it deeper and deeper, letting it swell and stretch her out.

"Ohhhhh..."

It warmed to her body, though she missed the heat of a living cock too. She'd probably drag her husband to bed as soon as he was in the door once he was back home, though the toys would have to do for the time being, pumping the cock slowly within her body, working herself up more and more. There was no reason, of course, for Maddie to hold back, but there was a pleasure to be had in the slower, warmer build-up to orgasm too, letting it all come naturally, step by step and breath by breath.

Breaths were hard to come by, however, as the bunny's breath hitched and caught in her throat, the toy straining her pussy lips as she wriggled, adjusting to the size of it. Of course, it would have indeed been easier for her to take if she had used lube... Yet her juices were flowing, squelching down the sides of the faux cock, readily slickening it all up for her intimate pleasure. Her pussy gripped it tightly as she squeezed down experimentally around it, though it was not big enough to stop her from moving it back and forth when she contracted her muscles.

"Oof..."

It was big enough, however, for squeezing to be a difficult feat for the bunny, leaving her panting, though Maddie didn't want to quite yet sprawl out on the bed, no... Not quite yet. She panted heavily and arched her back, though there was a natural arch in it already. That was quite funny, as it was often easier for ladies than guys to get that shape into their backs, but she had had it all along.

Her body really had known something about her, even then. Maddie quivered, working the toy back and forth inside her with strong, deep thrusts. And it was more than about time that she gave her body every stroke and overpowering flush of pleasure that it had not had from her before.

"Oof... Ah..."

She moaned, though did not bring herself off over the edge just yet, no, not quite yet. It would have been easy, undoubtedly, to lose herself in the moment, to forget that it was just her alone there and merely pretend that a big stud was fucking her, leaning over her, his hot breath whuffling over her neck as his lips tickled her throat. But, no... No. Not that time. Even as her pussy squeezed around the faux cock, caressing and tugging at the defined medial ring on the toy, Maddie knew that she needed more.

And that was just why that first toy was swapped out for another, a thicker canine-shaped toy in red with a fat knot at the base, as if it had been fully inflated already. She had one too where the knot could be pumped up while the toy was in use, but the bunny found that that one didn't quite offer the same amount of pressure that she was looking for.

And she wanted to be stuffed and filled, losing herself there, ears twitching but not really hearing, not anymore. Not even as the dog-cock toy sank into her needy snatch, legs quivering, shuddering already as if they were trying to hold up her weight to no avail.

"Ah... Ohhhh..."

Maddie moaned, though there was no one there to hear her. And that was a shame indeed as she collapsed to the bed with a throaty huff, her legs spread wide and toes pointed, driving the toy deeper and deeper into her. The knot quested for entry at her pussy, stretching her folds, and she angled it slightly, huffing through a closed mouth, cheeks puffing out with air, as she worked it in.

It was huge, bigger than her body should have stretched...and yet she made it work. Maddie always found a way to get a knot like that inside her, one way or the other. It was just a challenge to her - and that was quite why she had so many toys, all so that she could tease herself and gradually size up when she didn't want to go for the biggest toy straight off the bat.

There were different things to play with, after all, as she pressed the toy up inside her, grinding the knot deeper, her folds straining a little more around the toy with every thrust. Finally, the knot got enough moisture dripping over it to sink into her, her pussy readily accepting it with a lewd squelch that was rather loud considering the toy and her body. But things like that felt kinkier than they even were in the moment, panting heavily, her ears flopping back against the bed.

"Mmm... Oh, that's goooood..."

She moaned even as she spoke, her voice soft and low, a little husky around the throat, but it was only her there. She didn't have to mind, no, not at all, but that toy was not going to be enough. Grunting, Maddie worked it back and forth, popping the knot back out of her pussy - only to sink it straight back into her body all over again, her body more easily accepting it that time. Not many were like her with such a penchant for grinding fat knots in and out of their bodies, but that was not in her mind, not even then, grunting and whimpering, her lips parted as wetness drooled and dripped from her strained pussy lips.

And she was going to force them open even wider still, yes... There was a limit to what her body could take, the bunny was sure, but the fact of the matter was that she had not yet found that limit. And Maddie didn't think that she was going to find it either, groaning deep in the back of her throat as she teased open her gaping pussy a little more, the knot grinding at the tightest point of her body: right at her entrance.

"Mmmph..."

Maddie eased it out, letting it sit aside for the moment. There were so many toys in her chest that she would never get bored of them, even if she did prefer a warm body up against hers, the living component. Sometimes, that was not quite the same, not as she parted her lips and ran her tongue across the lower one in a short, quick swipe.

"Maybe another knot..."

She didn't have to take her toys in any kind of order, but the knot of the next toy that she chose, in pink and purple, had a knot that was a good inch wider in diameter than the one that she had used previously. She grinned, rolling onto her side and lifting her upper leg, her left leg, up a little higher, bringing her knee up towards her chest as far as she could get it. It made plenty of space for the toy to sink into her, although the position made it so that the fit inside her pussy itself was good and tight.

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