Pushed in the Right Direction
Liz gathered up her book bag as her friend's car pulled up to her house and stopped along the curb.
"Thank again for the ride, Terri..." she thanked bashfully, getting out of the back of the tigress's sedan.
"Anytime, Liz." the feline smiled back, "You know I'm always happy to give you a ride when you need it." she waved her claws after the bunny, "Am I still picking you up tomorrow for the mall?"
"Yeah, of course." Liz giggled, flopping one of her longish ears out from in front of her face.
"Okayyy, see you then." Terri put the car back into gear and shot an evil grin to the rabbit, "Don't forget to say hi to Lional for me." she purred with laughter and drove off before the flustered rabbit could even retaliate.
It's not like this was anything new. All the girls were jealous of Liz. Not because this Lional was her handsome boyfriend or anything, but simply because he was living at her house and not theirs.
Liz was an attractive teenage bunny who seldom made any advances on boys. She was much too giddy whenever one started talking to her, and a lot of boys liked to talk to her. The rabbit had long, toned legs that lead up to snug, shapely hips with her little curl of a cotton tail sticking out the back of her skirt. She always complained she had a tummy, but never got an agreement from any of the guys at school as her snow white fur did a wonderful job hiding any flaw of the lupine's midsection. Her breasts were perky and just slightly on the smallish side, giving them a little firm bounce whenever she ran or bounced on her heels a little. Her ears flopped in front of her face a lot so she liked to keep them tied back behind her head with a black lace to accent her white fur. Her left ear went over the right to show off the little caramel patch over it that matched the patch on her right eye and the underside of her cotton tail. Her little buck teeth protruded only enough to add to the overall cuteness of her features and her shimmery, crystal blue eyes twinkled when she laughed.
The youth made her way up the stone walk to her parent's Victorian home and found the door was unlocked. She slipped inside quietly (not because she wanted to, it was just how she was) and went into the kitchen to fetch a small snack of, you guessed it, carrots. She found a bundle of freshly-washed sticks laying on the marble counter with a note sprawled by her parents.
She read the note with boredom, munching on the carrot sticks and swishing her head to keep her "ponytail" behind the middle of her back. As she set the note down, Liz noticed an odd sound coming from the hall. Setting the sticks aside for a moment, she went to investigate. As she swung around the kitchen door and started down the hall, she recognized the distinct sound of the shower running.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Liz forgot how early she was getting home from school today. Normally, she was the last person the bus let off which made it another hour before she normally arrived. This meant Lional was home too.
Lional's parents were close friends of Liz's. The bunny never saw very much of Lional when she was young, but he was taken in by Liz's parents when she was still in junior high. Her parents never told her why he moved in and Lional never wanted to talk about it. So, suddenly, Liz has this wolf plopped in on her life which was the cause of a lot of... frustration in the house for her.
Lional was a large gray wolf with black, sheen fur covering his entire body tail to ear. His physique was kept in excellent shape by means Liz could only fantasize about. Lional wasn't very much an outgoing wolf and rarely spoke to Liz or her parents. She suspected it had to do with his parents, but kept her nose out of his business. This didn't mean it stopped Liz's mind from wandering time to time. Thanks to the aid of a gift from Terri and a good imagination, Liz was whisked away every night forcefully by the large wolf and taken unmercifully to silent squeals of glee and pleasure in the dim moonlight. She would never REALLY have the guts to go and try to seduce the wolf anyway for the shear fear she felt towards him. The only thing threatening to Liz about Lional, however, was his height. Normally he was actually quite mild-mannered. It certainly kept her at bay from asking too many personal questions of the slightly older teen.
Lional usually came home from his school before Liz did, taking the time to have a quick shower before shutting himself away in his room until dinner time. Hence, Liz saw very little of him by the time he was a Senior in high school. But when she did, he was always the same old serious-faced Lional on his way to his room. She had never actually been inside or even glanced into it, which only added to the wolf's mysterious nature.
Back in the hall, Liz was frozen in place as she saw the bathroom door cracked open a bit. Apparently, the wolf was oblivious to her arrival home. The hallway didn't feel too humid, so he must have just started the shower.
Suddenly a wicked thought planted itself in Liz's mind. She crept silently over to Lional's door and pressed her head lightly to it. She heard shuffling and knew Lional had not yet gotten into the bathroom for his shower. She hesitated only for a heartbeat as she dashed into her room and searched through a few things on her messy dresser before pulling a digital video camera from the mess. Liz may not have had the courage to talk or ask out Lional, but she would certainly never get a chance like this ever again. She took a moment to contemplate what she was doing, but the adrenaline rush and warmth building between her thighs clouded her judgment. Inside the bathroom was a towel closet/hamper shielded from the bathroom itself by a pair of wooden doors with thick shades.
Liz felt dizzy for a moment, thinking about what she was going to do and wondering if she should really go through with it. Invade Lional's privacy like this? With intent to VIDEO TAPE no less!
Well, a little nonconsensual voyeurism never hurt anyone...
Liz peeked out into the hall and saw the door to Lional's room still closed. She quelled the excitement in her stomach and scurried over as silently as she could to the bathroom, pressing the door open and closing it exactly the same distance from the door sill as it had been. She felt the humidity and heat blast her body obstructively as she passed by the porcelain sink to the laundry closet. Luckily, the doors were closed, so Lional wouldn't suspect anything while Liz hid. Her floppy ears twitched at the sound of Lional's door closing and she quickly slipped into the towel closet, holding her breath as she shut the door right as the large wolf walked into the bathroom.
Liz watched through the slits in the wooden blinds as Lional closed and locked the door, turning to face the bathroom. He was still in his school uniform: pressed cloud-gray pants, button-up shirt that barely fit over his large frame, and a gray tie that was loosened as he had gotten home. The rabbit hiding in the closet felt a renewed rush of adrenaline as the door was locked, knowing there was no turning back now. She powered on the camera and watched through the blinds as Lional took a look at himself in the mirror.
The closet was situated on the far side of the room, giving Liz a full view of the tiled floor and an even better view of the clear-glass shower. This wasn't one of those showers where the glass was blurred or disorientated. It was clear as crystal glass kept clean by a spotless teflon spray every month.
Liz became very thankful that she cleaned it just the other day. Even the steam didn't latch onto the glass for long before dissipating. Her eyes snapped back to Lional as he tossed his tie onto the double sink counter. Next, he unbuttoned his dress shirt and swung it around his arms onto the counter as well, his white undershirt now standing out glaringly from his jet black fur. Liz felt herself inadvertently quiver as the undershirt was removed as well. Her eyes traveled over every succulent inch of wolf flesh shown to her, from his abs to his now perk nipples up his broad chest to his sharply angled face. She noticed a small earring dangling from his right lobe she hadn't noticed before. She realized why as he promptly took it off and stuck it into his pants pocket.
Liz's parents didn't like their daughter getting too many holes punched in her, so Lional's precaution was understandable. Next his fingers came to the top button on his pants and Liz swung the camera to her face. She watched through the fuzzy monitor as Lional unclasped his trousers and slid down the smooth, metallic zipper, revealing a pair of dark black, silk boxers. For a moment, Liz's heart stopped as she though the wolf hadn't worn any underwear at all that day, but she caught up with herself and hit the record button as Lional kicked off his pants into a clump.
Lional looked at himself again in the mirror and tilted his hands above his head, giving a low, rumbling growl as he stretched every muscle in his arms, legs and back. Liz cooed mentally as she watched via the monitor on her camera and scrunched her thighs together in growing discomfort. She begged and pleaded in her head for Lional to remove the final article of clothing that kept her from seeing the full view of this atlas before her. His body was nothing short from gorgeous as he stretched a few other choice muscles on his legs and arms. Then his thumbs rode along the edge of his silken boxers.
Liz held her breath and hit ZOOM as the monitor closed in on the wolf, waist down. He stretched the elastic along the top of the boxers and twitched his tail, pulling the back end down first over the bushy appendage. Liz's eyes widened larger and larger as the soft material slipped down Lional's waist and finally snapped down over his thighs.
Liz bit her lip harder than she ever did before, almost drawing blood, to keep from gasping at the wolf's exposed package. She steadied the camera and focused it squarely over his crotch, covered in extra smooth and silky black fur. His sheath was thick and angled up from his scrotum which were two hanging orbs of sexuality covered by a fine layer of shiny black fur. Her eyes stared transfixed on his genitals until he turned away to check the water in the shower. Then she got a monitor full of his delicious rump. Smooth and toned, it was everything Liz imagined when she watched the wolf would walk past her in the hallway. His tail extended just above his crack and pointed up a little, giving Liz a great show for her camera.
The rabbit kept recording as Lional stepped into the shower, letting the water graze through the rows of black fur on his body. The droplets cut lines through his ruffled chest fur and got lost on his stomach before drizzling out over his sheath and balls and down his thighs. As he turned around Liz watched ever closer was the water trickled down his back, making tiny trails in the fur as they disappeared between his cheeks. His legs were spread, not only giving Liz a view of his taut rump, but his hanging scrotum as it dribbled with water or whatever the rabbit cared to imagine it was.
Meanwhile, a fire had been building between Liz's legs. One that was starting to demand attention from the bunny as she squatted in the closet. Her legs rubbed together tightly, trying to relieve some of the pressure between them as she viewed the vision of sexiness through the mini monitor. She fell from her crouch position to her knees, reaching up her skirt and yanking down her pink panties before shooting her hand back to her crotch. She circled her clit furiously, gasping as softly as possible and momentarily closing her eyes to the glorious relief she gave herself. As she opened her eyes again to steady the camera, Liz thought she heard moans. Startled, she straightened up, thinking she had accidentally let loose a few grunts of pleasure from her hiding place.
As she froze in place, Liz heard another set of moans and shakily looked out the blinds. Her heart leapt out of her chest and the throbbing between her legs increased at what she saw through the blinds.
There leaned Lional, his back against the cold tile shower and his front facing directly towards the towel closet. He had quickly risen his member form his sheath and was now stroking it to rapture as the hot water barreled down on his chest. His fingers tightened around the thick pole of wolf flesh and he pumped his massive fist along the length of his upwardly curved shaft. His balls swayed with every stroke upwards and rolled freely in their fleshy dominions as the wolf let out low growls and barks of pleasure.
Liz was shaking violently as she tried to steady the camera. She focused the lens on a close-up of Lional's well-endowed fuck pole. It was a magnificent sight to watch her atlas pleasure himself seemingly all for her enjoyment. The veins on his thick cock throbbed and pumped with excitement as he increased the pace of his stroking, his maw gnarled in a sneer of pleasure as he tilted his head back. He looked too magnificent for words as he leaned heavily against the shower wall and pumped his pulsating cock with his massive hand. His other hand came down and gently pulled up and fondled his massive orbs, squeezing them and eliciting a small grunt from the wolf before continuing.
Liz was sweating like crazy in the towel room and it wasn't just because of the humidity. She placed the camera on a wicker basket (still running) and aimed it towards Lional as she plopped back on her rump and kicked off her soaked panties. The rabbit spread her voluptuous legs and ran her hand down between them, grinding her clit into her fingers and using her other hand to keep from screaming in lustful agony. She peeked open a clenched eye and saw Lional beginning to move his hips to his hands, growing ever closer to the inevitable. The bunny moved her hips to match his speed and continued to rub her clit with the aid of her almost nonstop flow of juices. She leaned up and panted under the sound of the shower as she sweat harder and watched Lional squeeze and pull his cock in undeniable pleasure. She would have given anything to be right there, right then with her hands wrapped around his powerful member and heavy balls.
The sound of the shower was overpowered by the sound of Lional's moans as he swept his hand over his cock, rubbing the thumb over the swollen head as he stroked away. Liz herself was feeling lightheaded s she used two fingers on her free hand to plunge them deep inside of her drooling cunt. The musky smell in the air, the sound of Lional's primal growls as he jerked off, the sight of that god of sexuality bringing himself to the edge was intoxicating brilliant to Liz's mind. She rubbed over her clit with insane speeds and pressed her fingers deep inside of her cunt as Lional's moans increased in pitch and volume. She was going to cum when he was!
Lional suddenly arched his back and gave a few powerful strokes to his cock, sending a spray of thick, white juices against the glass door. Each pump of his massive cock sent another load of hot wolf seed onto the glass and down the smooth surface to the drain. All the while the wolf let out the most lust-filled howl Liz had ever hear anyone give in her life. His eyes were clenched in agonizing pleasure as he continued hosing down the shower door with his gooey cum, slumping heavily against the tile as the last of his jism drooled out down his pulsating shaft onto his balls and thighs.
While this was all happening, Liz had fallen backwards from arching her back so much. She didn't care as she stroked her clit to ultimate pleasure, cumming harshly on her fingers and pooling her cum onto the floor. She held back thrashing as the mental image of Lional's cum spraying endlessly against the shower wall replayed in her mind. She dug her digits into her slit and felt her entire hand cover in torrents of her orgasmic juices. Her eyes couldn't open if her life depended on it and her mouth was cocked open in a silent scream of pleasure. She came crashing down from the most wonderful orgasm of her life on the closet floor, panting in her high voice as she struggled to regain from the earth-shattering feeling.
Liz didn't hear the shower turn off as she laid there on the floor of the towel closet. She definitely didn't hear Lional searching around the bathroom for a clean towel until the wet footsteps came thumping dangerously loud in Liz's direction.
It was far too late to react as Lional pulled the doors open and found Liz spread eagle on the floor with her hands sticky and wet over her crotch, her white, pristine fur sticky around her thighs. The rabbit quickly snapped back to reality and looked up with equal surprise to see the dripping-wet wolf standing over her with his limpening cock hanging from his sheath.
Time stopped at the two stared at each other and synopsis fired in their heads. Lional was the first one to react, howling out a flood of surprised swears as he snatched a towel and wrapped it around his body. Liz quickly replied with an equally loud screech of apologies and dead-end explanations for her location as she scrambled to her feet out of the suggestive position. As Lional's fury died down, he glared at the rabbit with unavoidable rage as she slunk back into the towel closet in fear; yes, fear. She didn't know what Lional was capable of or what he would do now. The wolf glowered at the small, flustered rabbit and blocked the doorway completely with his large frame.
A grin curled over his face.
He reached out and grabbed Liz by the wrist, pulling her into the light and against his wet chest. She stared up at him with little more than a squeak as his grin stayed plastered on his muzzle.
"Go to my room and wait there..." was all he whispered, stepping aside and lightly pushing her in the direction of the door.
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Liz sat on Lional's large bed, her hands constantly fiddling with themselves in her lap as she waited for the wolf. She couldn't breath, let alone look around for the first time in her secret lover's room. As far as she could tell, the carpet was the same and the bed seemed a little firmer compared to her room. Her head snapped up as the door opened and Lional stepped into the room. Liz cowered at the sight of him and withdrew from his eyes. He simply smiled slyly back at her, walking forward a few steps and coming t a stop right in front of her.
"I know what you were doing..." Lional said in his deep, vibrating voice as he held up Liz's camera. The rabbit whimpered and her eyes filled with tears as she stared at the ground between Lional's legs.
"What? Can't even look at me? You certainly had no problem in the towel closet." he chuckled darkly setting the camera aside.
Liz's eyes slowly traveled their way up to meet Lional's. She paused as she saw no signs of clothing on his thighs and DEFINITELY none on his crotch. His sheath and balls were in plain view with his cock peeking out the tip, looking larger than ever to the small rabbit's eyes. She forced herself to keep looking up until her blue eyes met with his dark amber ones. She saw the gentle smile on his face and slightly relaxed, a feeling of tranquility sweeping over her body as the wolf leaned down and placed his hands on either side of Liz's hips on the bed.
"All you had to do was ask, little bunny..." he murred into her ear as he extended his thick tongue along her cheek up her long ears. Liz sat stunned then relaxed as his large hand reached up and undid the tie on her ears, letting them flop freely against her back. She shrank away slightly from his large body but found she couldn't escape it as she suddenly found herself flat on her back on Lional's bed. His thick arms wrapped around her and he pulled her lithe body to his as he crouched on the bed.
"Now, are you ready to let the big bad wolf give you everything you ever wanted?" he murred into her ear again, his hand caressing her side in the most rhythmic and soothing way. Her half-open blue eyes peeked up at him and she stared at his eyes long and hard. His smile, the way he held her, the gentle touch he treated her with. It was apparent to her now that he was far from angry with her. He raised his eyebrow to her as if to ask the question again and she squeaked out a tiny, "yes" before losing herself in the warm, thick fur in Lional's chest.
The wolf's hands roamed her slender body, making her coo and squirm with quiet delight to his touch. His mouth caught hers in a passionate kiss and she melted easily into it, letting his thick tongue wander and taste her mouth. His claws gripped at her shirt and soon the clothing was in shards, exposing Liz's white-furred upper body. She gasped at the sudden rush of cool air, but couldn't move anywhere as Lional forced his powerful frame onto the small rabbit. His dangerous claws traced around her sensitive breasts, sending chills through Liz's body as Lional continued the kiss. He cupped her entire right breast in his palm and squeezed it a little hard, grinding the protruding nipple into his paw pad and sending warm shocks between the bunny's legs.
Lional grinned at the sounds of Liz's moaning, his mouth concentrating on her neck now which was tilted to the side for his eager fangs. As he nipped into her flesh, his thumb and fore claw caught her sensitive nub, pinching Liz's nipple and twisting it until she let out a high-pitch squeal of delight, her thighs clamping together again in renewed excitement. Lional gave a tisking sound into her mauled neck and nudged his large knee between her leg, keeping himself in control as she whimpered in dismay. It quickly turned to another loud moan as Lional's other hand worked her free breast. Now working both firm, lovely bunny tits in both hands, Lional leaned back to admire the look of tortured pleasure rampaging Liz's face.
The black wolf slowly let his hands leave her breasts to jiggle back into place with sore, erect nipples. Liz was allowed a moment to rest before Lional grabbed her ankles and pulled her upward from the bed. The bunny squealed again in nervousness as her skirt fluttered up above her waist, leaving her pink, wet, white-furred pussy in full view of Lional's feasting eyes. Lional tested Liz, gently sniffing her soft scent and taking an experimental lick here and there. The bunny was completely exposed and vulnerable to the large wolf; rocking her upper body on the bed was her only action. Lional grinned down at Liz between her legs, giving her a wink before as he pressed his tongue between her legs.
The feel of Lional's thick, obtrusive tongue sent large chills down Liz's spine, swamping her with pleasure and making the lapine shudder uncontrollably. She clawed at the bed sheets and grit her teeth as Lional assaulted her drooling wet pussy. His thick, powerful tongue penetrated and curled at places Liz never imagined existed, her cunt clasping for dear life on the muscle. The wolf lapped at her pussy harder, driven by her taste and scent to drill his rough tongue into her sensitive areas. The bunny yelped and moaned louder, twitching her thighs in a futile attempt to free herself from the torturous teasing.
Lional grinned at his control over her, noting her little pink clitty throbbing out from her white-furred lips and brushing his cold nose over it. Liz responded with a squeak and a harsh buck, bumping Lional's tongue down between her cute butt cheeks and briefly against her asshole. Liz froze at the feel. She'd never tried anything down there, blushing at the overwhelming naughtiness of the touch and blushing through her soft, white fur on her cheeks. Lional peeked down at her embarrassment and spread a wicked grin over her face.
"L-Lional, wait... D-don't-Uhuuuungggg!!" Liz's plea was cut off as the wolf buried his tongue against her tight little bud. He wriggled his powerful tongue against her clenched hole, his chin buried in the soft fluff of her tail, as he slowly and surely forced his slithering appendage through her ring of muscles. Liz couldn't decide if she should continue begging Lional to stop, or plead for him to go deeper. It wasn't as if she had a choice, however. The wolf's slimy tongue kept going deeper and deeper into her asshole, filling her with such new sensations. Before long, she didn't care how dirty it made her feel, the pleasure overran it and clouded her judgment severely.
"L... Lioonaaalll..." Liz softly cooed, working her hips to help the wolf impale his tongue, "Deeper... More... Ohhhh, please more!" she tried to reach down and work her clit as the wolf slurped his tongue loudly at her backdoor. He noticed her movement and withdrew his tongue, snapping at her fingers with his teeth and making Liz gasp. Lional glared at her to show he was still dominant and kept his stare until Liz reluctantly lowered her arms to the bed. The wolf smiled at her and slowly lowered her legs to the bed around his hips, licking his lips of her tangy taste and stroking his claws up her furry belly to her shoulders, leaning over her. Liz shuddered and squeezed her thighs around his legs in lust as she laid back on the bed, tilting her head.
Suddenly, Liz's eyes flung open from their half-closed positions, a silent scream caught in her throat as she felt something thick press past her tail hole. Her eyes stung with tears at the sudden entrance and she thought for a moment he had inserted his hard, wolfen member into her. As she looked down, shivering and panting audibly, Liz caught sight of Lional's thick, pulsating cock, fully erect and throbbing, but only rubbing against her thigh. Another shove and the bunny's head tilted back roughly, her frail body arching as another obstruction pressed into her tight, anal orifice. She felt his breath on her throat and soon his fangs as Lional began circling and moving his fingers inside of her.
Liz felt like her delicate bud was being torn open by just the two thick fingers curling and exploring her nether regions. Lional entertained himself by teasing her puffy lapine lips with his other fingers, tracing the tender labia with his claws and circling her clit just once for an unbelievable shock to Liz's system. Her body writhed as Lional's fingers pinched and tugged at her clit mercilessly. The bunny's stomach tensed and the burning sensation between her legs increased as he climax built and grew. Lional rushed his fingers harder and faster into her asshole while he tweaked Liz's swollen clit extra hard.
Liz let out a loud yelp and arched her back like a tightly-strung bow as she dug her dull claws into Lional's arms. The wolf grinned at what was to come and stroked a single claw around her aching clit. The bunny was finally pushed over the edge, bucking her hips to Lional's hands and clenching his fingers in her tight little asshole for dear life. Her cunt spasmed out torrents of bunny cum onto Lional's hands, drooling down her thighs and soaking into his bed sheets. Throughout the vibrating ordeal, Lional kept his jaws locked on Liz's fragile neck, keeping her within some form of control as he slowed the stroking of her clit.
Liz crashed back to the bed with exhaustion. Her tortured pants came out in small whimpers as her body tried to overcome the enveloping afterglow. Lional leaned back from the bunny and looked over her beautiful figure. Her breasts rose and fell as her lungs begged for breath. Her pretty blue eyes were squinted near shut while her ears were flopped over the bed sheets. Liz's legs were still spread, powerful and sleek, over his thighs but held little fight to Lional's powerful grasp. Her cunt was still twitching, throbbing as it glistened with its own wetness, and slightly open for Lional's viewing. The wolf brought his fingers to his lips and suckled off the sweet nectar of Liz's loins. He knelt between her legs and gave a long swipe from the semi-stretched ring of her asshole, up along her swollen lips, and flicking along her over-stimulated clit. The entire movement brought a crushing rush of senses through Liz's body and kept her from passing out.
"My, you ARE a horny little bunny, Elizabeth..." Lional growled mockingly, touching her ears and making the rabbit whimper.
"L-Lional... You... We shouldn't..." she tried to tell him to stop, but she knew it felt wonderful. She couldn't deny that she loved having her orgasm slowly tortured out of her. Nor could her eyes hide her interest in Lional's vein-pulsating cock. The wolf followed her stare and curled a cruel grin across his lupine lips.
"I see what you want to do next..." he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back on top of him, forcing the bunny to her knees between his legs and her chin to the bedspread, "Now why don't you take a nice, long taste of my carrot?" Liz looked up with fear at the cock just inches from her nose. Lional's hand loosened and allowed her to raise her head up just enough to touch her tongue against his sheath. As much as she would deny it, the overwhelming musk of his groin and the harshness in Lional's words prodded the young bunny on, using as much of her tongue as possible to slobber over the engorged meat.
Lional growled softly as the bunny's warm tongue drenched his throbbing fuck pole with wetness. She circled her tongue flatly up the underside of the shaft and pressed hard where it met the head of his aching member. Lional's hand moved away from Liz's head and played with her ears, his other hand coming up and gripping the two appendages gently. For now. Liz shimmied her arms up underneath her chest and used her small, delicate hands to stroke and squeeze Lional's thick meat while her tongue worked around the tip. She received a nonstop drool of pre from Lional's slit for her reward and eagerly lapped up the lubricant. Lional let out a low set of grunts and growls as his fingers massaged and stroked the bunny's ears.
Liz leaned down and nuzzled her little nose into Lional's balls, snuffling his scent and feeling the heat return once again between her legs. She lapped across each orb and continued pumping her fingers around his shaft, supplying constant pleasure to the wolf. The bunny's tongue made it's way from his furry balls back to the tip of his cock where she kissed and Frenched the head of his cock. Lional grunted suddenly and pushed her head down slightly on his warm member. Liz eeped as she head of his cock slid into her mouth and rubbed against her tongue. She tried to work with it and continue jerking off his shaft while her mouth suckled and twisted around the appendage. Lional let out a throaty moan and lifted his hips to shove more of his thick rod down her throat.
Liz gagged softly, her eyes tearing up as more and more of the hot wolf meat filled her throat. She felt it bulge against her tonsils and empty loads of pre down her stomach. Trying to get the obstruction out of her mouth for a moment, Liz pulled up on the shaft, only to be met with Lional's large hands pushing her back down. She whimpered in submission and tried to hold down her stomach as she went down his shaft. She was about halfway down now and Lional kept with his persistent pushing, marveling at the warmth inside of her hot mouth and craving more. Liz began enjoying the feel of Lional's cock in her throat as she got used to the thickness. She lapped at the salty taste while her hands resumed pleasuring other parts of Lional's genitalia. She lightly squeezed his balls, eliciting a small grunt from the wolf, and played her palms against the inches that weren't yet inside her mouth.
Lional gave a final, long thrust down Liz's throat and pressed her little nose against his pubic fur. She gagged only slightly from the rush and opened her eyes to see she was stuffed with wolf cock. The sight excited her and she eagerly got to work bobbing her up and down a few inches at a time on the meat. Lional enjoyed this and decided to let the bunny go at her own pace, no longer having to force her. He released her sensitive ears and laid back on the bed, watching her swallow his cock and pull up form it over and over again. Liz never felt so hot in her life. Getting the chance to taste and feel her secret love's cock and giving him pleasure to boot. She got more into it, moaning into his meat and using her neck more to reach hr tongue around his shaft and head.
Lional was grunting faster now as his claws dug into the bed, receiving unimaginable amounts of pleasure from her mouth and begging for more. She gripped the base of his cock and rushed her lips and tongue all around the inches of delicious wolf flesh. Her moans grew as well as the dampness between her legs, and she was soon rocketing her head up and down his shaft. Her tongue, though small, was everywhere at once. Tickling his piss slit, massaging the thick veins that pulsated with overdosed excitement, rubbing against the ridge just below the head. Lional was starting to feel the familiar sensation in his balls as he arched his back repeatedly and slowly.
"Errg... Keep it up, little... bunny... You'll get your... prize soon enough..." Lional grinned between pants, moving his hips to help his pulsating cock ride up into Liz's throat. The rabbit worked harder and faster on the wolf meat and gripped his balls lightly. She massaged them slowly, swerving her head to twist around Lional's dick as she bobbed on it. The pre was nearly drowning her now, getting thicker by the moment as his balls lifted into his sack. She moved her hands back tot eh base of his cock and concentrated everything on that hot piece of wolf flesh she fantasized about nightly.
"Yess... ohh, Liz, YESSS!!!" Lional thrust his hips up and let out a loud, wolfen howl of lust as his balls released their waves of cum. Liz anticipated this and sat up a little as he came, popping his member form her mouth and stroking it madly with her hands. The thick, hot jets of sticky wolf cum splattered against Liz's face, making her yelp in excitement. She opened her mouth and caught two drooling shots of Lional's seed before savoring the taste and letting the rest of his spunk glob and disappear into her snow white fur. The sight made Lional growl/grunt loudly, giving the last few blobs of his hot cum against her breasts.
With an overwhelming sigh, Lional settled himself back against the bed, an utter look of content on his face as his slowly softening member dribbled cum down his shaft. Liz was eager to lick up the excess from his rod before tracing her fingers through the warm, sticky cum through her chest fur. She played the substance against her nipples and got considerable shocks form it, cooing with delights and licking up her face. Lional watched her with great amusement, his cock pausing in unerection and suddenly caught in a dilemma: go back in the sheath or grow again at the sight of the beautiful young bunny playing and licking up his seed with eagerness. Lional grinned and decided to let his lust decide, Liz playing with the cum strands between her fingers before licking them up like a playful child.
As Liz lapped up the last of Lional's cum, with a little help from the wolf himself, she looked up into his deep green eyes. She felt hornier than she'd ever felt before, all thanks to the wolf sitting before her. She felt compelled to do something she only fantasized in her wildest dreams. The thought crossed her mind again as Lional's tongue traced over her puckered asshole. She shivered with delight and gave her own little grin up to Lional.
"Wait right here..." she purred, gripping and squeezing his cock as she pressed her lips to his in a sloppy kiss. Lional was content to murr back his answer and wait for whatever she had planned.
Running to her room, Liz quickly went through her dressers, searching through her undergarments and sliding them aside to find just what she was looking for: a thick, Lional-sized dildo she had borrowed form Terri. She gripped it with an evil grin and felt her thighs get wet from just thinking about the act. She bounded back into Lional's room with the fake cock in hand, bouncing on the bed in front of him. He was slightly confused at the sight of the dildo at first, but quickly got the point as Liz leaned back and spread her legs.
"C'mon, big, bad, wolfie..." she murred, trying her best to make her voice dark and sexy, "take this little bunny for a double-ride." her legs tingled as Lional was between them in a split-second. He snatched the dildo form her paws and grinned, nose to nose, at Liz.
"Is that what the dirty bunny wants? Want me to fuck both your tight little holes at the same time?" he teased, rubbing the rubber cock against her breasts and making her coo a yes, "Beg me, bunny... beg me to double fuck you!" Lional barked, his cock now throbbing with power once again.
"Please," Liz didn't hesitate, trying to touch her soft muff to his straining rod, "put em both in! I want to feel them rubbing inside of me, ohhhh..." Liz closed her eyes, the thought too much for her as her pussy literally overflowed with wetness. Lional smirked with satisfaction and pressed the dildo into Liz's mouth, making her take it to the base and slurp it slowly out to get it nice and wet. Next, he rubbed his pulsating shaft between her cunt lips, exciting a moan from both of them as the two cocks were lubricated.
"Get on your hands and knees, little bunny, and spread your sexy legs," the wolf growled darkly, "show how much your little pussy and tail hole wants it!" Liz rolled over in place and propped her hips up, sticking up her puffy tail and completely exposing her dripping wet pussy and clenching asshole. Lional licked his lips and roughly tongued the bunny's asshole, getting her ready for the endearment. Liz yipped and moaned as his tongue slathered saliva along her tight ring of muscles and she tried to relax them as much as possible. Finally pleased with her lubrication, Lional got up on his knees. He clutched her waist in his free arm and positioned the head of his throbbing wolf dick at her entrance. He could feel the heat emanating off her cuntlips as he shoved the meat just out of reach.
Suddenly, Lional nudged the head of his cock between Liz's lips. The two screamed in ecstasy as they ground their hips together, trying to force the stretching appendage through Liz's tiny entrance. She arched her back and puffed out her breasts as her paws dug into the bed sheets, his hot cock feeling even better than she ever could have imagined buried inside of her little pussy. She had enough practice with the "Lional replica" to take in his full length, but wasn't prepared for the sheer force and heat the real thing heralded.
Liz shuddered a mini-orgasm right then and there with just Lional's thick fuck pole buried to the hilt into her cunt. She rocked back and forth on the hard flesh, squeezing it with her vaginal muscles and getting to feel up every single inch of wolf cock she could scarcely believe was all the way inside her. Lional himself had to fight to not cum. Liz's cunt felt extraordinary and he was amazed that his hips were pressed firm against her round little butt. He grit his teeth as he cunt explored the new obstruction, holding back the automatic want to take the little rabbit right then. He waited for the general excitement to die down before taking holding the dildo. His finger probed and re-stretched Liz's tiny tail hole, sending another harsh shock of pleasure through the bunny's system. She buried her face into the mattress and prepared for the next step.
Lional held the dildo firmly as he nudged the head against her asshole. The bunny yelped but held strong, her cunt twitching around Lional's veiny cock. The wolf twitched back and slowly forced the thick rubber member into Liz's asshole. The bunny's eyes widened at the sudden push, a rush of unknown, intense feelings electrocuting her body. She arched her neck back and cried out as he forced the dildo inch by inch into her tail hole. Her tail stood on end as the rubber cock slid through the think piece of skin between her cunt and her anus. She suffered a series of mini-orgasms just getting the thick thing through her anal ring, finally having both ends snugly plugged up. Lional too felt the dildo press against his cock, feeling even more turned on by the sight and feel as he held both cocks inside of her orifices.
"Oh, please, Lional, fuck me! Fuck me nowww!!" Liz practically screamed, "f-fuck my cunt... and my ass! Lional, DO ME!!" She was practically in tears at the suspense, never expecting to hear such words come out of her mouth. The wolf himself didn't need anymore encouragement and began moving his cock first. He tugged out of her cunt, resulting in Liz uttering a loud whimper at being emptied. As he neared the head of his cock at her pussy lips, Lional crashed back inside of Liz with some force. The bunny's body tensed and she screamed in pleasure, nearly ripping of the bed sheets. Lional himself felt the wonderful sensation of reentry as his cock splurted out a load of pre to drool inside of her cunt walls. He experimented with the dildo, pushing and tugged it in and out of her asshole with some difficulty, but all tot he delight of the bunny herself.
Liz never felt his wonderful in her life. Two thick cocks jammed into her ass and cunt with the wolf of her dreams at the helm. It was enough to make the bunny cream on his shaft just thinking about it. The sensations weren't helping either as Lional then tried a simple intermittent stroking with his cock and then the dildo, rubbing that fine piece of skin between her cunt and her asshole. This sent sparks through Liz and through her eyes as she tilted her head back in pleading.. It was almost too good, and they had barely just begun. Lional then pulled back the dildo and his member at the same time, rushing both orifices at once.
"UHNG!!! Do.... that AGAIN!!" Liz screeched, at which Lional promptly did again. The double pile-drived made a flash of light go off in front of Liz's eyes, mesmerizing her with pleasure. He did it over and over, continually ramming that sensitive piece of skin with the hot, throbbing cocks. Liz whimpered and wroth, trying to keep her shivering hips as still as possible while Lional slowly went into another rhythm.
All the while, Lional was enjoying the sensations equally as Liz. The combined feel of Liz's cunt squeeze and massage his cock doubled with the extra pressure on top of his shaft. He moved his hips differently, now, fucking her cunt in alternate timing with her asshole. The constant rubbing on her inner skin sent Liz mad with lust as well as a few more small, but ultimately blissful, orgasms. Lional grunted at how hot it looked to see his cock disappear into Liz's cunt then the dildo into her clenching ass. He sped up the rhythm to a da-dum, da-dum beat with the two cocks working like a piston inside of the small bunny.
Liz passed out for a few seconds from the feel. Everything was getting better by the second and she could feel the beginnings of her biggest orgasm of the night. Lional too felt his cock throb and his balls raise, pressing the appendages faster into Liz's drooling wet pussy and tail hole. The two were locked in pleasure as Lional assaulted her over and over again, each time growing closer and closer to blissful and certainly powerful release. Liz begged Lional to go faster and he did so with a grunt, pounding her cunt and ass at full force as the two drenched in sweat. Liz was in paradise... She was beyond paradise. If she died form her orgasm, her heaven would be to be double-fucked again by her sexy wolf. She closed her eyes tightly and felt it well upside of her. The feeling grew along her legs and in her cunt and tail hole before she jerked her head up.
Liz lost track of the first 10 seconds. When she regained an unsteady grasp on her senses, she heard Lional howling loudly and the two cocks crammed inside of her as far as either would go. She blacked out again for only a second before waking up to eh first few shots of Lional's cum. Even after two orgasms in the same hour, this was Lional's strongest, each pump overflowing her quivering pussy with torrents of the most pleasuring substance she ever knew to exist. She was suddenly aware of her own screaming, her cunt and ass clenching onto Lional like a vice as she thrashed and reviled in the explosive sensations. Lional just kept cumming, each flush of her steamy cunt followed by another and a yowl of pleasure. She could feel the seed drool down her thighs and only wished she could fill up her ass the same way. She soon got her wish as Lional suddenly surprised the small bunny, yanking out his still firing cock and the dildo and switching places. He worked her cunt with the rubbery flesh while he unloaded the last of his vast amounts of cum into her asshole. Liz gasped like a million volts went through her at the sharp absence of the cocks before gasping again in a higher pitch when they were reinserted.
Liz was now drooling and dripping hot wolf cum on both ends. She felt like she had run 15 marathons simultaneously and Lional had to ease himself on his hand to keep form collapsing on her. It didn't work too well and Liz suddenly found herself flat on the mattress with the heavy weight of her lover on her back. She didn't care at the moment and only concentrated on the glorious afterglow of the two thick shafts buried inside her with more cum dripping from her than she ever knew could exist in one male. Lional growled with equal happiness on top of her and wrapped his arms around her, keeping their sweaty bodies together in a loving embrace as he gently chewed her floppy ear.
Liz slowly awoke a few hours later as it was way past nighttime. She tried to sit up but found herself still physically exhausted. The covers were wrapped around her, but she didn't feel the least bit sticky from all the cum that had been pumped into and onto her lithe body. She was aware of a large comforter around her body. It turned out to be Lional's large body surrounding hers. He must have cleaned the two up and put on new sheets before cuddling back into bed with her. She looked back at the wolf and saw his green eyes staring at hr with a smile. She cooed back and they kissed softly, snuggling backwards into his welcoming chest.
"Happy, my little love bunny?" he growled in her ear softly.
"Very, my big sexy wolf..." she yawned back, giving him a last kiss before laying into the soft bed and closing her eyes, surrounded by her new love with a constant and happy warmth of his cock between her thighs as the two slowly drifted off to sleep.
~FIN~