Not the Usual
Not the Usual
By Mog Moogle
His big black fur paws ran over the white fur on Brad's rear in sharp contrast. His fingers worked the soft rump with squeezes and kneading before his thumbs slid down into the cleft where his cheeks met and pulled them apart. Brad's willing and wanting tailhole winked slightly at the feel of warm breath brushing over the sensitive skin.
Brad gasped out loud as the warm exhales were replaced by a slick tongue. He grabbed fistfuls of the poofy winter comforter on the bed and murmured unintelligible gratitude for the wonderful stimulation. His naked body trembled and quaked as the pleasure of the practiced tongue worked over the surface of his puckered ring and then snaked as deep inside of him as it would go. For Brad, it was not only one of the most enjoyable precursors to the actual carnal act about to take place, it was the only lubricating aid his dominant lover would be providing this time around.
It was a typical Saturday. Brad had come home from work only a few hours prior. Paul's red Nova sat in the driveway. Cody was away visiting his grandparents for a three day weekend. Karen was at her office making sure that the weeks paper was in order and next weeks paper was ready to be generated. His lover's was tongue deep in his backside.
Paul's skilled work against the silky insides he loved to claim left the little bunny under him panting. He would push his tongue in and then retract it slowly while locking his lips against Brad and giving the tailring a slurp. It was enough to make Brad hike his tail up even farther than was common around Paul, a subconscious trait that his body did in response to being around the dominant rabbit.
Paul traced his tongue around the opening and then pushed back in again. Repeating the steps several times as Brad's malehood twitched against the bed pinned under his body, dribbling clear globs of pre from the tip that soaked into the bedding and his fur. However, the wonderful feel of it reached the only inevitable conclusion it could. Paul withdrew his tongue from Brad's rear, stood up and eased as close to him as he could get while unzipping his fly on his jeans.
The eager bunny meeting him at the front door wearing only a bathrobe that was now piled up on the marble of the entryway where Brad had dropped it prompted the two to make a hasty entry to the bedroom without Paul even removing his leather jacket. Neither of them were troubled by the attire Paul's body was still clad in due to focus on other more important and pressing needs than disrobing. This was a display of their raw lust that burned passionately intertwined with the love their souls shared.
Brad felt the girthy tip of Paul's maleness press against the saliva slickened entrance and without so much as a pause for a, "brace yourself," all eight of Paul's inches slammed into Brad's hole with the sound of their bodies impacting resonated up, dulled only by the thick denim that surrounded the opening of Paul's sheath. Brad's eyes went wide and he drew in a breath as a sharp gasp, then exhaled with a long moan.
His eyes fluttered closed as he felt Paul withdraw his length to the very tip then roughly push back in. It was a dirty and quick rhythm that was fitting of a top owning his little bottom bitch in every way; it was exactly how they both loved it. Paul held onto Brad's hips as he fucked in earnest while Brad maintained his grip on the comforter. The little bunny did his best to buck back against Paul when he was thrusting into him. Lewd sounds of sex and the musk of two males permeated the room.
Brad's toes curled and he buried his muzzle in the cloth, taking a mouthful of it between his teeth as he hissed out a grateful moan. The mattress shifted and moved under the force of the big rabbit plowing into the small bunny time and time again. Brad's eyes opened long enough for them to roll up in his head and his ears to splay backward. As if a sudden bright flash of white painted his mind, the bliss of his anal induced orgasm swept over him like a tidal wave.
His length pulsed and spasmed as the much more viscous semen replaced the pre with sharp jets. His muscles tightened around Paul which spurred the rabbit to go even harder. Paul grunted as the tight tailring squeezed and released his length with the contractions of Brad's orgasm. Paul slid his paws up Brad's body until he wrapped them around the backside of his shoulders and pushed the little bunny into the mattress.
He drew out his thrusts longer and let the weight of his impacts crash against Brad's willing rear. Paul needed it so bad. Brad needed it so bad. The two caught in a lustful tryst as the morning melted into afternoon. Paul's breaths became frantic pants and his movements grew more and more labored as his arms began to quake. The brink was so close and needed just a little nudge and he would go over. That very moment when everything was coming together is when they heard it, even over their moans, panting and grunts.
An audible squeal of the top hinge of the bedroom door followed by a loud thud. Paul lost his grip on Brad's shoulders and collapsed on top of the smaller bunny. Sharp pain shot through Paul's nose at it impacted the back of Brad's skull. The two quickly suppressed the shock and pain of the impact to look back toward the door.
Karen had her left paw resting against the hollow-core laminate wood as she looked at the big rabbit atop her naked husband. Her briefcase had fallen from her right paw and landed on the floor beside her. Her eyes were wide, but other than that there was no other obvious signs of emotion as she processed the scene that she came to investigate after nearly tripping over Brad's robe then hearing the commotion in the bedroom.
"Karen! You're supposed to be-" Brad fumbled his thoughts around trying to formulate something that would resemble a coherent sentence that didn't sound like, 'why aren't you gone so I can get my ass pounded.' "That is, I thought you would be at at work ... longer." He had failed.
Paul shook off the surprise then rubbed his nose a little as he tried not to focus on how hard his penis was and how much it was begging to release in Brad's tailhole. "Karen ... it's, ah, been awhile."
"You ... seeing you ... doing ... in my bed?" She asked as her expression shifted from wide eyed to a furled brow.
"Bed usually is the most comfortable." Paul replied with a forced smile in as facetious a manner as he could will himself to in an attempt to diffuse the situation.
"Dammit, Paul ..." Brad cursed under his breath with a head shake before looking back at his wife. "Honey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"Yes you did." Karen interrupted in the stern voice that she often used to assert dominance over or berate her husband. "You can't tell me you didn't mean to have sex with ... another man, in my house. In_my_bedroom." Karen closed her eyes and sighed to compose herself and gather her thoughts. "I suppose because you think I'm okay with some sexual exploration you can just go and do whatever you want behind my back now, is that it?"
"Karen, no. I-"
"And after all that talk about how you wanted to leave the bedroom to me. How it was going to be _my_area of dominance and control in the household." She stepped into the room and eased her kitten high heels off her feet. "You," she said with a finger snap and a stern expression as she pointed at Paul, "get off my husband."
Paul nodded then sighed as he eased himself up from Brad and then backed his erection out of him with a lamenting gasp as the head slipped free of his tailring.
"Good." Karen looked down at Brad and then pointed at him. "Now, you. Stand up."
Brad's heartbeat was racing as his cheeks filled with embarrassed heat at the situation. He nodded at Karen with half-meekness/half-disappointment as he stood up from the bed next to the head and shoulders taller rabbit.
"Now ..." Karen let a wiry smile creep across her muzzle as she looked at the two of them standing before her, "... since you insist on being defiant and doing what you wish even after you said that this," she paused and looked Paul in the eyes with a smile that her softer features were made to look nearly insidious, "and everything in here is mine ..."
She walked toward Paul which caused the large masculine rabbit to take an uneasy half-step back. Brad moved to the side as she pushed in between the two and then put her paws on Paul's black shirt and slid them up his chest until his leather jacket was nudged off his shoulders and hanging slack. Paul looked down at Brad with a nervous glance before he felt a sudden and sharp tug on his belt that drew his attention back to the rabbit in front of him. With a slight clatter and some movement of her nimble fingers his belt buckle was unfastened.
"Karen-" Brad tried to say but was silenced by Karen's finger moving to his lips and pressing against them.
Paul cleared his throat in attempt to break from the situation but it only achieved an annoyed scowl from Karen looking up at him. Brad had never seen Paul so uncertain about anything in his life. The confident rabbit with his toned build and unusual height humbled by a female shorter than himself was a sight he'd never imagined. Karen looked back at Brad and her smile softened as she leaned her head toward him and nuzzled at his muzzle.
"Don't worry so much, little bunny. I have no plans on stealing your boy toy away from you," she looked back at Paul with a sultry smile, "but it is tempting. Masculine, built, hung ..." her paw squeezed the rabbit's throbbing erection which was still defiantly standing post despite the nervousness, "... everything a proper bitch needs to be satisfied. But I'll bet my timid little husband didn't even take care of you properly before he wiggled his ass and you were balls deep in him, did he?"
"Karen ..." Paul said softly as his voice cracked a nervous squeak, "I'm not into ... women."
"I told you two already, I'm not stealing you away from my husband." She smiled and stepped back from them. "But I have no doubt he'd benefit from a woman's touch when it comes to how to properly take care of his man. Now strip."
Paul blinked in surprise but decided that walking away from the situation was out the window at that point. He sighed a little and then shrugged his shoulders forward as he pulled his paws up through his sleeves and the heavy leather jacket fell to the floor. He pulled his shirt up over his head and tossed it to the side.
Before he could lean down and work on his boot laces Karen's paw on his chest stopped him. She stepped up again and reached behind him to unbutton his tailflap. His pants crumpled around his still booted feet and Karen pulled the elastic waistband of his white cotton underwear down, causing the material around his fly to pull over his member and cause him to jerk his hips at the sudden stimulation. Karen stepped back again and looked at his bouncing erection. "That will do."
She reached over and grabbed Brad's shoulder and directed the bunny around in front of Paul. She turned him to face the tall rabbit and pushed down on him until he took the hint and eased himself down to his knees. Brad looked at the girthy malehood in front of him. He pressed his lips against the tip as his cheeks filled with blush at the prospect of his wife forcing him to give a blowjob to Paul. The nervous feelings and butterflies in his stomach being suppressed by a rapidly building intense arousal and the knowledge of where Paul's member had been mere moments prior.
Brad opened his muzzle and took the tip between his lips and cooed. He had sucked Paul before, but it'd been a long time since most of their encounters usually jumped to rough sex then sensual cuddling. He pressed his tongue up against the tip and caught a drop of pre, (an uncommon occurrence for Paul,) the remnants from being so close to orgasm then being snapped away.
Brad heard Paul let out a throaty moan at the feel and then he felt the large rabbit's paw on the back of his head. Paul coaxed him forward and Brad swallowed more of his length. The underside brushing against his tongue as his open jaw slightly strained around the size. Brad brushed his paws up the side of Paul's thighs as his lips bumped against the swollen sheath at the base of the eight inches now in his muzzle and teasing the back of his throat.
Paul rubbed his paw around Brad's ear base and his fingers through his slightly more coarse blond headfur. Brad closed his eyes as he gulped and swallowed while doing his best to suppress his gag reflex. It had been a long time since Paul had bottomed out in his throat and the little bunny was impressed that he was doing so well with all things considered.
His divergent thought was quickly brought back to the proper focus when he felt Paul's other paw grip the back of his head and Paul lightly buck against him. The large rabbit pulled his length back a few inches and pushed in again. Brad could feel the length slide over his tongue and start to curve downward with the contour of his throat.
There was a shuffling noise behind that he was vaguely aware of but he paid it little mind as Paul began to quicken his thrusts. Paul was throbbing and pulsing a lot more than he usually did. Brad couldn't help but recall the times he'd been with Paul in public where someone had seen them and how much it seemed to spur Paul on and embarrass him to no end.
His small paws slid up to Paul's toned rear as he rubbed the trademark soft fur and felt the rabbit's firm muscles beneath. He squeezed Paul as tightly as he could as he felt the rabbit shift his paws once more and grip his cheek tufts roughly to aid in his leverage and force Brad to bob against him. Brad swallowed the building saliva in his mouth roughly around the obstruction which elicited a throaty groan from his lover.
"Fuck yeah, sweetheart." Paul grumbled lustfully. "Like that. Suck me like that."
Brad opened his eyes and looked up at Paul to see his head back and his tongue nearly lolling out of the side of his muzzle. Brad smiled around the flesh between his lips and swallowed hard again with a followup suckle. Before he closed eyes again he felt his wife's paws on his shoulders. She knelt down beside him and leaned forward until he could see her face in his peripheral.
"See there, husband?" Karen asked before giving him a coy smile. "A girl needs to work her man right if she wants the best results."
Brad blushed at the comment as Karen looked back at Paul's member sliding in and out of his mouth. Her bare chest pressed up against his back and her paws dipped around his midsection. As she drew her naked body closer and closer, another scent began to permeate the air. He could smell his wife's arousal. His whole body warmed with the unusually titillating thought of his wife getting turned on by watching him suck on Paul.
Brad closed his eyes and directed his muzzle's efforts back to pleasing Paul while he felt Karen's fingers slide down his front and brush against his own member. A sudden jet of pre shot from his tip with enough force to splatter against Paul's bunched jeans.
"Oh my ..." Karen said in a half-serious/half-teasing tone. "... Somebody is getting awfully wet sucking this stud off."
"Oh, fuck yeah!" Paul grunted as he looked down at the two bunnies beneath him. "I'm cumming ... fuck, gonna cum."
Then for the second time that day Paul was ripped from the brink as he felt Karen roughly push against his thighs and stop his thrusts. By the grimace on his face it was obvious that he was fighting very hard to not just overpower the small female and continue pumping his bunny's muzzle until he shot his load straight down his gullet. He hissed and cursed as he watched Karen dislodge his grip on Brad's cheeks and slowly pull the bunny off his member.
Brad looked up at Paul with terrified disappointment. He wanted Paul's load so bad that it was about to drive him crazy. As Paul's tip slid from his lips, he at least was allowed some release. The pent up lust and raw acts alone sent him into his second orgasm of the day. He closed his eyes and moaned as he felt his wife take the head of his member between her thumb and index finger and tweak it roughly.
"Wow, what a horny bunny you are." Karen smiled and looked up at Paul. "You made your little bitch cum just by fucking his mouth. Now I'm really jealous."
"Ugh!" Was Paul's only response as he forced his orgasm back down at the cost of an uncomfortable ache in his testicles.
"Now, now ... we can't have you just cumming in Brad's mouth." Karen giggled and rose to her feet again, looking up at Paul. "After all, what girls really want is a pussy full of cum. More fun for everyone, I think."
Paul grimaced and thrust his erection against Brad's cheek then let out a long sigh. He shook his head and then looked back at Karen. "Maybe ..."
Karen giggled as she leaned over and took Brad by the paws and helped him to his feet. She then pushed him gently to the side and took Paul's paw in hers and tugged him to the bed. The large rabbit followed her lead as best he could with his pants around his ankles. She him up against the edge of the bed and then nudged him down into a sitting position.
Brad observed Karen's naked body move the large rabbit around until Paul was on his back and his legs were up on the bed. He was lying with his head on the pillow on Brad's side with his erection still at full staff pointing toward the ceiling. Karen eased up and straddled him, lining herself up with his member. Brad gulped nervously as he watched her descend toward him until her moist sex was mere inches from the hot tip. Paul kept his wits intact enough to put his paws on her hips and stop her from plunging down on him.
"Silly boys." Karen said loud enough so they could both hear while she looked down at Paul. "I told you that I'm not going to steal you away. _My_bedroom, _my_rules. You're going to have to trust your mate's wife." She winked at Paul then looked back at Brad. "Husband, come here. I need your help."
Brad trembled as mixed sensations of terror and arousal assaulted his sensibilities, but was clear headed enough to nod in response. He slowly made his way over to the two while he kept his eyes transfixed on the pink slit above the pink rod. Despite Paul's makeup, Brad wanted to see the object of his lust just grab the slutty bunny straddling him and skewer her until she begged for his cum, but this was a selfish desire and it intermingled guilt with his revulsion and his arousal.
He moved closer and closer, all the while staring at the nethers of the two he was most sexually familiar with; one his long time lover, the other his newly rediscovered lover. It wasn't until he heard, "Husband," that he broke his gaze from the totems of pent up carnality. Brad looked up and caught Karen's eyes. Karen looked down and Brad followed her gaze down until he saw her paw on her right butt cheek with her index finger extended and pointing to her crevasse and Paul's member with a little tap of her finger for emphasis.
Brad climbed onto the bed between Paul's legs and pushed his muzzle close to his furry sack. Looking up at his lover past the sizable obstruction and through Karen's legs, he saw the rabbit manage a little smile at him. It was enough to make his heart flutter before he pressed muzzle to the underside of Paul's cock and slid his tongue up all eight inches, across the gap and then from the front of his wife's clit to the back.
He heard Paul groan contently and his wife moan wantingly. He moved his muzzle back down to the top of Paul's sheath and repeated the process. He licked a little faster on his third stroke and faster still on the forth. Before long he'd worked into a rhythm in which he was comfortable enough to add a little flair. He would tease Paul's tip with a tongue flick or give his wife's clit a playful nibble or a suckle.
Karen began to pant and moan at the ministrations of her husband. She lowered her body closer to Paul's until the few inches was nearly closed. When her folds brushed the tip of Paul's member she felt her body suddenly lift up away and out of reach both the rabbithood and her husband. Paul had effortlessly lifted her weight with his paws under her thighs. Brad withdrew in when her herd Karen yelp at the abruptness of it.
Karen giggled and then stood up vertical. She stepped over Paul and eased down on her side of the bed, sitting with her back up against the headboard. Looking over at the two males on the other side she smiled and gave a little shrug. "You can't blame a girl for getting a little carried away." She looked at Paul directly. "Now, I think you're worked up enough to give my husband a proper, full load."
"Been there awhile." Paul cursed as he scowled. He looked at Brad and leaned forward, lifting the smaller bunny under the arms until he was in a straddle like Karen was before she was removed. "You heard her, little bunny." Paul moved his paws down his back until they rested atop his rear and he spread his cheeks apart. "You got a nice, big load of rabbit spunk coming."
Brad shivered as his whole body longed for the culmination of the afternoon's events. He lowered his rear against the tip of Paul's penis and felt the warmth radiate from his entrance outward through his whole body. Still with only saliva to assist him, and substantially less of it now than the first time, he pushed downward until the tip's resistance was overcome and the girthy member popped inside him with four of Paul's eight inches rapidly following it.
Brad gasped aloud and his eyes went wide at the insertion, then almost as quick his eyelids fluttered closed and he exhaled with a contented moan. Despite the added resistance, Brad's ample ability coupled with gravity and Paul's assistance pulling him down onto him it was only a few seconds until Brad's pucker was resting against Paul's sheath.
However, he wasn't allowed to rest there too long. Paul lifted Brad up with his large paws cupping the flanks of his rear and his thighs. Brad leaned his body forward and rested his paws on Paul's chest and aided the large rabbit by lifting up with him. Right before the tip of his cock pulled from Brad's tailring, Paul dropped the small bunny back on top of him and forced the entire length back inside. Brad once more gasped sharply and exhaled in a moan.
The little bunny took his lover's hint and picked himself back up as fast as he could. Paul leaned his head back as the motions in his paws and his hips grinding up against Brad on the down stroke became driven purely by the lustful instinct to seed his partner. The entirety of the events that he was denied on two occasions previously burned in his loins and demanded that he get release.
They melded together like they did when Karen first walked in on them but with more vigor and that burning need interwoven in their passions. The female bunny watched her husband rise and fall on the rabbit's thick member; falling naturally into the feminine roll. She licked her lips as she watched the pink shaft contrasting against the black fur slipping in and out of his tailhole as it stretched around the girth.
Karen diverted her attention from the vigorous couple with the renewed bouncing of the mattress and clatter of the headboard against the wall to lean over to her nightstand. She opened the larger double drawer on the bottom and reached in, pulling a purple nightgown out of the way. She was about to reach in when she paused a moment; something seemed amiss.
She was pulled back to the two beside her when Brad let out a lustful moan and some kind of barely intelligible mutter that sounded like, "Oh god, please don't stop." Her paw instinctively grasped the silver colored metallic vibrator leaving only the canine shaped silicone toy behind. Looking over at her husband's bouncing and Paul's thrusting, she twisted the cap at the base and the electric motor whirred to life.
Karen watched them as she imagined herself in her husband's place. She probed between her legs with the tip of the vibrating toy. It brushed against her arousal swollen nub and then over her engorged lips. She bit her bottom lip as it pushed past the folds and slipped into her wet passage. Working her wrist she moved the shaft of the metallic toy deeper inside of her through involuntary contractions of her vaginal muscles.
When the twist switch base was all that was exposed, she watched very closely the speed of her husband on top of his lover. Closing her eyes she eased the toy back out and then pushed it back in, working it until she was at quick and steady pace. Fluttering her eyes open again she then matched the speed of Brad riding Paul. She was vicariously enjoying Brad's lover through him and the vibrator.
Brad happened a glance over at Karen after a particularly loud moan from the female bunny. He balled his fists and clutched Paul's fur between his fingers. His member twitched and throbbed at the sight of his wife taking so much pleasure in his act. He noticed her paw manipulating the vibrator at a paced that matched how fast he was going, he noticed Karen's panting and moaning, he noticed her eyes.
She looked up at him and he saw something he'd never noticed before. It was rising to the surface after being covered for years under a domineering personality. It was understanding, but not just that, it was desire. She loved her husband and she was falling in love with her husband. Something deeper and more significant than just that; Brad felt his heart open up with those feelings for only the second time in his life. Brad was falling in love with Karen.
He released Paul's chest with his left paw and reached over to Karen. His finger pads brushed her cheek and she paused her moaning to coo softly. It warmed him the way it warmed him when Paul held him in his arms and called him his little bunny. It was the same feeling as when they were at their most intimate, sharing each other wholly. Now though, it was sharing his deep emotions with the both of them in a most intimate way.
He looked down at Paul, who had his eyes open as he looked back up at Brad. Though he never missed a single beat with his thrusts, he had seen everything that transpired between the two married rabbits in the room. His smile made Brad's heart flutter. It was a reassurance that not only was he okay with the two of them drawing closer together, he was happy for them. Happy for his little bunny, and his bunny's wife.
Paul couldn't hold onto his gentle expression for much past that as his long awaited relief made itself known once more. Brad sensed that his lover was once again on the verge of orgasm and then Karen moved closer to the two. For a brief moment there was concern that it would be another halt and tease, but Karen made her intentions known through a hot whisper that cut through the air and into the very core of them like the electric passion that had welded their hearts and souls together to begin with.
"Brad, beg for it." She instructed him. "Tell him how much you want him."
"Paul ..." Brad grunted as he pushed his rear down as far as it would go against the large rabbit's sheath and then ground his rear back and forth. "... I need you, Paul. I need you to cum in me. I need it so bad." He looked into his Paul's eyes. "I love you."
It was more than enough to send the big rabbit over. Paul squeezed the sides of Brad's rear tightly and pushed his hips up against the small bunny sitting atop him. Brad's muscle ring stretched around the swelling of the large rabbit's shaft as Paul shot the first jet of his semen up into Brad's insides. They grunted, moaned and muttered appreciations for one another.
Karen pushed the vibrating toy inside of her as far as it would go without being swallowed completely by her outer folds. She moved her body down to where she could see Paul joined with Brad. Every throb was visible as each pulse of his twice stopped orgasm now flowed into her husband. Paul's furry testicles withdrew up into his body with each squirt as his body subconsciously assisted in planting his essence as deep as he could in his little bunny.
Her muscles constricted around the vibrator as she panted and moaned. She imagined every pulse of Paul's cock planting that seed deep inside her instead. The comforter began to soak with her juices as a rare pulsing jet of squirting orgasmic fluid shot from her. She twitched and convulsed as she was rocked by simultaneous clitoral and vaginal ejaculating orgasms.
Karen was riding out the last waves of her heated pleasure as Paul was regaining his own senses and doing his best to work the last of his orgasm into Brad's rear. The female bunny slumped over his legs as Brad eased down into his arms. All three of them panting from the intense experiences of the last half minute.
Brad kissed Paul deeply as he held him, letting their tongues dance against one another causing the intimacy of the moment that was bleeding away to linger a little longer. Brad reluctantly pulled up out of the kiss when he heard the muffled hum of Karen's vibrator cease. He looked over his shoulder as he saw his wife composing herself. He giggled as he looked at her blissful expression.
Karen moved herself away from the two and worked her way back to the headboard, collapsing in a haphazard lean against the wooden backrest. Karen moved her paw between her legs, presumably to remove the vibrator she had left inside her but instead pulled it back up with a sheen from the copious slick fluids. She blinked a few times as she looked at her fingers in awe. "I've never ... been so wet."
Brad smiled at her softly and then looked back down at Paul and pressed his nose against the large rabbit's. "Excuse me for a moment, Paul," Brad said before giving him a nuzzle, "I need to make love to my wife."
Paul chuckled and nodded as Brad sat up on him. He slowly lifted off Paul until his penis slipped form his stretched tailring with wet slurp and a twitch from the sensitive Paul. Sliding his leg over Paul's abdomen. He moved over to Karen and eased his knees up the inside of her thighs, pushing her legs farther apart.
Karen was still staring at her fingers with a slightly distant look, nearly lust drunk. Brad chuckled as he eased his paw between her legs and gripped the end of the toy with two fingers and his thumb. He slowly withdrew it from Karen's body which elicited a quivery moan and drew her focus to the cream furred bunny over her. The tip of it slid free from her labia and Brad sat it down on the top of the nightstand.
Brad looked into Karen's eyes as her daze faded and she realized her husband was easing himself on top of her. She shied away with a small smile on her muzzle. Brad eased his muzzle against hers and kissed her softly. She giggled against his kiss and looked back toward him which allowed him to deepen it and push his tongue into her mouth.
Karen let out a cute squeak as Brad shifted more of his weight on her. His right paw moved to her left breast and cupped it; rubbing her nipple with his palm while he kneaded the flesh with his fingers. Brad moved his hips up to her and his glistening tip still damp from his orgasms pushed against the folds of Karen's nethers. Staying locked in the kiss while one paw worked her breast, he moved his other paw down and guided his tip past her clit and with a quick thrust, hilted inside her.
Her slick passage gave her husband an approving clench but the mix of natural lubricants offered very easy movement. He broke away from the kiss as he began thrusting into her, moving his paw away from her breast and gripping her hips as he lifted himself into a missionary position. Karen lifted her legs and wrapped them around Brad's back. She gripped the headboard with her paws and let out a deep moan.
Brad worked into a steady and quick rhythm befitting two bunnies in coitus. Karen's claws dug into the wood on the top of the headboard in deep scratches. After about a minute into the act, she felt something else completely different than she ever had. Her husband's furry sack impacting against her started to feel slick and the small hairs clung to her briefly before they released. Her own fluids on the front of his testicles were mixing with foreign sexual fluids from the back; Paul's cum.
When she realized that her husband's lover's semen was leaking from Brad and flowing down and working into her, (albeit in small amounts,) it was enough to cause her body to spasm once more. She was cumming again; faster than she ever had. It was so dirty. The vulgar and taboo sex she'd just watched her husband engage in was now directly effecting their act that followed it.
"Fuck." She hissed as her body wracked in waves of orgasm, "I feel it. I feel Paul's cum leaking from you ... it's going into me." She panted and moaned, taking her paws of the headboard and gripping Brad's sides tightly. "Nasty bunny, fucking your man's cum into my pussy. I fucking love it!"
Brad grunted in agreement as Karen continued to ride out her orgasm as the wet squelches echoed in the room. Brad's muscles tensed at the sensations constricting around his member as he scooped Karen up with his arms and held her body against his. She shifted her arms around his neck and held tightly with both her arms and legs while her lower back and cotton tail pressed against the pillow pinned between her and the headboard. The change in angle made Brad's movements less thrusts and more grinding, but it rubbed Karen in all the right ways as she came down from her orgasmic surges.
His pace wasn't any less vigorous despite the forced deep penetration and limited movement. He gasped and grunted in increasingly shaky breaths as he teetered on the verge of orgasm himself. Sliding his paws down her back and to her rear that her new grip could afford to support, he pulled her roughly against himself with each short thrust inward. It wasn't much additional friction, but it was enough.
Brad leaned in and buried his muzzle in the nape of Karen's neck as he let out a primal grunt and his seed shot forcefully into the depths of her womb. In the multi-orgasmic fashion Brad was becoming more accustomed to with his wife, he continued to move his hips and thrust into her with the same force and vigor as before his climax. Karen moaned long and deep at the rare male talent of her husband. She looked over at Paul who was focusing on where their bodies met while he stroked his girthy penis that was no longer mildly flagging as it had been after he came in Brad's backside.
"For such a little guy," Karen panted then smiled, "my husband sure can fuck like a stud."
"He's always been a great lay." Paul chuckled and then leaned up and smacked Brad's butt with an open palm.
"Wish someone had told me sooner." Karen said before nuzzling into Brad's cheek and then pressing her lips against his.
They shared a fiery kiss while Brad continued bumping and grinding against her while the added dose of rabbit cum made the vulgar carnal noises even more audible. Their tongues lashed as they suckled at one another's mouths and melded their contented moans in with the kiss. However, a sudden shift in the stability of the mattress caused them to break away from one another and their movements slow to a halt.
They both looked at the big black rabbit as he pulled his pants off over his boots and worked his way around them and then up behind them. Brad was able to start a meek query of, "What are you-" before it was cut off by a sharp gasp as he felt Paul's muzzle bump against his sack and his broad tongue lap from its underside all the way up to his cummy tailbase.
His big paws reached up and gripped Karen's thighs as he moved himself up against Brad's back. His legs spread around Brad's as he poked the tip of his member against the cleft of his bunny's rear. With a small grunt, he hefted the two of them up with his arms and moved them more to the center of the bed in a shimmy that allowed him more room to work. He rested his head on Brad's shoulder and looked at Karen with a toothy smile. "Excuse me for a moment, Karen. I need to make love to my little bunny."
Karen returned the smile and nodded softly before pecking Brad on the lips in a quick kiss. The remnants of Paul's first orgasm still in Brad's body made for a more rapid entry than usual as he pushed his full girthy eight inches inside of Brad with practiced precision. Brad and Karen both gasped as the force of the thrust and impact transferred from Brad's backside to Karen's front side, pushing Brad to the hilt inside Karen.
The large rabbit wasted no time, diving in and thrusting in earnest. He held Karen's thighs and rocked the joined couple back and forth with his own forceful fucking, causing Brad to fuck his wife involuntarily at the same time. It was a whole new sensation for all three of them. Something completely different. Their first threesome, but they all knew that this it most definitely wouldn't be the last.
Brad soon worked himself into a new rhythm as he grew accustomed to being sandwiched between his two lovers. He would draw himself back slightly when Paul would and then thrust into Karen every time Paul impacted against his rear. It didn't take them very long at all until they were all three a panting, moaning, grunting mass of frenzied, lust-induced raw sex.
The sensations of Brad's prostate being assaulted while his bunny cock was stroked by his wife's pussy shot him into another orgasm a mere half minute after they got into the swing of it. "Cumming!" was all he could say as he planted every bit as much jism in his wife as he had the first time. Karen dug her claws into his back as he spasmed inside her while she rocked against him and slammed against the headboard.
Paul and Brad continued to move at their pace while Karen was fucked by both of the rabbits, both physically and through proxy. She never imagined, even since she'd started cuckolding Brad, that she'd ever be doing anything this obscenely opposed to her traditional conservative values, and just how much raw physical pleasure it could bring her.
It was probably wrong; it was probably sin, but she'd never loved her husband more than she did at that moment. The dirty contrast of earthly carnal pleasure and her taught and practiced morals waged war in her heart, and for some reason, that made it seem even more special to her. What could be more natural than three in love, (though not directly in love with one another in this case,) sharing themselves the way lovers should.
She'd read once that orgasms are as much mental as physical. Karen didn't know if that was entirely true, since she'd never had one with her husband until he was fucking her with another man's load in her pussy, but it couldn't have hurt the odds as she screamed aloud as her body tensed, quivered and shook.
The cream and caramel colored rabbits were too caught up in their own orgasms to even noticed that the thrusting from the black rabbit behind them had stopped. They were only vaguely aware of the mattress shifting once again and didn't fully realize what was happening until the both looked up just in time to see Paul standing up on the bed slightly to the side of them.
A thick ropey jet caught Karen right across the bridge of her muzzle, then a second into Brad's cheek. Despite the surprise of it, Brad was aware enough by that point to press his muzzle to Karen's as the third splashed across both their lips. It was all Paul could muster for his second orgasm so close to his first, but he made it a point to milk out every single drop across the two of them as they held their faces against one another.
With a final throaty moan and one last tightly gripped squeeze up his length from the base to the tip so squeeze the last few drops onto them, Paul eased his way down onto his knees and rested his back against the headboard as he panted. He watched as Brad began to lick the glob of semen on Karen's muzzle with his tongue, and then chuckled as Karen licked at her husband's cheek.
"That was ..." Paul began as he started to catch his breath.
"The most incredible thing I've ever felt." Karen finished for him.
Brad murmured in agreement before kissing Karen's lips then lifting himself off her to nestle between the two of them. He nuzzled up at Paul's chin and the large rabbit leaned his head into it and caught him in a kiss as well. They shared the moment for as long as the afterglow lasted while Karen snuggled against his back and pushed her arm under Brad's to rub Paul's chest.
As they settled down and the kisses slowly trailed off, they laid on the bed curled against one another as evidence of the events leaked from their bodies and soaked the comforter underneath them. The two males were about to drift to sleep when Karen nudged against Brad and shook Paul with her paw. "Boys?" They didn't manage much more than acknowledging grumbles and glances, but she at least had their attention. "We need to go shower."
"I suppose ..." Brad sighed and rolled over a bit to face her. "I don't know what got into you Karen, but I hope it never changes."
Karen laughed and shook her head. "Well, I'll let you in on a little secret. Not long after all of this started, and I found out who you really were ... who I really was, I called up Paul and talked to him for a long time about you ... and him. What that meant for the two of you, and what it meant for you and I." Karen looked up at Paul and smiled. "We decided to give something a try. I told him that I wanted to see what it was like for you two in person. I told him that we should all three get together sometime."
"That was yesterday, Karen." Paul chuckled and shook his head. "You said some day, not the next day."
"Well ..." Karen eased her arm out from under Brad's and rubbed Paul's arm, "... I haven't thought about anything else since yesterday. Thought I'd cut out from work a little early and just see it for myself. Now, let's go get cleaned up. I promise to make it worth your while." Karen winked at them.
"I don't know if I can do anything else." Brad admitted with a yawn.
"Aww ... c'mon, bunny. Let's see if we can convince your man to try me out."
"Karen," Paul said with some concern showing through, "I told you I'm not into women."
"This whole day has been full of unusual for all three of us," Karen paused as she licked her lips, "Let's just see what happens."