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My first story in a decade, and first one I've uploaded. Please, let me know what you think in the comments.

* Edited 1/8/18 to clean up some redundancy and fix a few grammar mistakes.

Skip to the *************** breaks, if you just want the smut.

Joshua stared at his phone in disbelief, as a wave of regret and anger washed over him. A quick venting whisper of “classless bastard" escaped between the young man's lips. He had finally gotten a night off work, asked his boyfriend if he wanted to go out, and got a no. Sitting in the corner of the bar with a few old friends without any fair warning, his phone started to explode. “Oh, now he misses me" he mused, mourning the good time he was having up until this moment as an all too familiar crowd observed his brow furrowing. So what if he found a plan B and decided to enjoy his free time? Much to his frustration, he found himself in a back and forth conversation being accused of negligence. The fact there was an invitation for tonight that had already been denied didn't seem to matter.

“Why doesn't he want to come out?" mused a newer friend. A formerly perky set of bunny ears drooped knowingly, as Josh's old friend Sammi measured her own take. “This story sounds pretty familiar. Maybe you'd be better off enjoying the single life for a bit." Joshua shot her a wry glance, maybe being a little more protectionist than the situation called for. “Oh hush up, not everybody's gonna have the same luck that YOU'VE had with men—"

Joseph was interrupted by a notification, and a picture attachment downloaded. There was his oh so loyal former boyfriend's ex-fiancé, in a compromising position in a living room he was no stranger to. He ran one hand through his hair while his widening eyes stared for a second too long. Sammi reached over to tilt down the screen and got the news before Joseph's lips could move, and reached for her drink. After a sip, her tipsy ego demanded a little satisfaction for his earlier barb.

“You were saying, darling? Don't tell me I didn't warn you." Sammi stared right through him, with a furrowed playful look that let him know this was still being treated with kid gloves. She was right. Everybody was, and Joseph was all consumed with a feeling of shortsighted idiocy.

Joseph's European complexion instantly turned from pale to bright red. Before he could acknowledge fully what had happened and return to the real world, he had fired off a succinct “FUCK YOU, WE'RE OVER" reply and slammed his phone down on the table. Thankfully the screen didn't break, but that was more a matter of luck than anything.

As the evening went on and the liquor flowed, good cocktails and good company managed to snap him out of his funk, at least for now; but after a few sympathy drinks, there was no way he was driving home. Sammi, after paying a significant amount of the group's bar tab, offered another kindness. “Look, darlin'. I've got a few days off coming up for a music festival out in Nashville. You can crash at my place tonight, I really don't have anything to do tomorrow morning." Left with no other choice, Josh moodily finished his drink, dropped a tip on the table and grabbed his coat. “Alright, let's go. Can you run me back here to grab my car in the morning?" Sammi shot his drunken self another look. “No, I'm going to make you walk. C'mon, load up."

“Since when have you had a van?" Joshua queried, looking around the old 70's conversion that was taking him home. “I ended up trading a customer for it in exchange for a rebuild on his truck's transmission, he had just had it sitting around. It's been my project car for a while, you'd know that if you'd ever give yourself a night off and drop by." He knew he was guilty of neglecting his friends and overworking himself, and sank into his chair slightly. “Yeah, I've been working too long, and staying in staring at screens, and… yeah. Self-care routine's been a little fucked. You're lucky, you can set your own hours." While having a bit of truth to it, Sammi felt a little attacked as she pulled in to her driveway. “Oh like hell you can't." she quipped, “You were just telling me you had so much vacation they were going to make you take some." She maneuvered her tall-ish frame out of the van so her ears wouldn't scrape the arch, and made the quick walk to unlock the front door to her cozy, working class neighborhood house.

“You know you should be better to yourself, and this little fake boy finally showing his true colors gives you a pretty good excuse. Why don't you get out of the city for a while? I'm an expert in breakup vacations, I've already got another one planned y'know. Why don't you come with?" Josh stumbled over to the kitchen, and sat down on a barstool nestled up to one of her countertops and thought about her offer. “Nashville's a full day trip, and I'm still trying to save up for a house payment, I don't know if I could afford the hotel." “Ah, that's where the van comes in!" she squeaked in a bit of pride, putting a glass of water down on front of him. “I've already got a camping spot picked out, and if we do get rained out we could always just set up the air mattress in the van. I already bought tickets for two a few weeks ago, and I know you've gotta take off." It was pretty clear she wasn't taking no for an answer, and he knew how thoughtful a friend she was being; he'd never known her to be any different. Feeling a sense of guilt for his lack of attention, a bit of anger over the night's events and loosened up from his anxiety from the night at the bar, he unslouched his shoulders and sat up.

“Okay Sam, I'll go with. Why the fuck not?" Sammi reflexively hopped a little bit, sending a jiggle through her curvy frame. “Yay! Now finish your glass and get some shut-eye, it's like 1:30 and I'm gonna be asleep standing up soon. Just pick a spot and stretch out, I need hit the shower and pass out" Josh looked back at her living room; even if he didn't have any anthro friends, let alone lapine friends, he'd have guessed there would be this many cushions, couches, and padded chairs to make things seem like a real bungalow. Since he gave up about a foot of height to her, there shouldn't be any problem getting comfy as everything was a bit scaled up. Joshua grinned, and nodded his head in appreciation. “Thanks Sam, you're always looking out for me." She smirked, and slapped his shoulder. “And I know you do the same when you can. But my nose is telling me I need a shower. Finish your glass." She walked away with a finger point, he did as instructed, and settled in on the sofa. As soon as he had gotten comfortable, he was sleeping like a rock.

Morning came impossibly quickly, a common side effect of knowing a very good local bartender. He went to sit up, but instantly realized he had done so too quickly. “Ugh, glad she reminded me to drink water." He muttered, the side of his head feeling a bit like it was trying to escape. “Years of experience!" came a cheery voice from the kitchen, pulling veggies out of the fridge. “C'mon, I'll make you some breakfast. There's painkillers in the bathroom if you need them." Sammi had on some around the house clothes, a simple promotional tee shirt she had picked up from a local parts supplier paired with cheap polyester basketball shorts. Josh managed to find his feet, and navigate around the corner, sneaking a glance at the bunny in her casualwear and thinking both of these kindnesses sounded like wonderful ideas.

Flipping on the light, Josh took a quick glance around the corner and reached forward to turn the faucet on. As his body moved up to the counter, he noticed half of an erection when he bumped it against the edge. After a brief jolt and groggily repositioning himself, he turned on the tap and splashed his face. “Morning wood with a hangover.", he mused to himself. Looking around the counter, it hit home how scattered she was with her toiletries; he hesitated to think about what the shop looked like at the end of the day. But she was still tidy, if not a bit cluttered; for some reason he was thinking it smelled fantastic in there. He made a mental note of the brand of air freshener.

Finding a few aspirin and feeling a bit refreshed, he found a smoothie already waiting for him on the coffee table. Sitting down and taking a sip, he could feel the hydration hitting the pit of his stomach. “Oh man, thanks again. This should do the trick." He couldn't have had a big enough glass, it went down so fast. “Stop thankin' me so much darlin', we're better friends than that." She was right, but he wasn't used to people being so caring. They had met at the same bar they had went to the night before, being placed as singles on a trivia team nearly a decade ago. Over the years they had really bonded; Josh had an easier time being comfortable around her than just about anybody else. He leaned over and gave her a playful nuzzle against her shoulder as she sat beside him; a bit of a rabbit joke, but both of them knew it came from a genuine place. “Thanks Sam. You're better than I deserve." Sam found himself hesitate for a brief second pulling away, but it didn't register in his full attention. As he leaned on her shoulder he looked down, and for the first time noticed the herm bunny girl's cockhead making a small impression against her shorts. He inhaled quietly but sharply, and his nostrils flared while his headache tinged slightly. Not even a beat later, Sammi took his glass and stood up. “C'mon, lemme get you to your car. We're leavin' tomorrow morning."

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After a short drive back to the bar, Josh opened the van door into what must have been the brightest day in recent memory. Hoping the vitamin rich breakfast and painkillers would last for the day, he opened the door and went to swing his feet out, pausing briefly to maneuver his member in his boxers as for whatever reason his erection hadn't subsided fully. He wasn't fully extended, but it seems his cock had a mind of its own today. Paying it no mind in front of his friend, he waived goodbye and stumbled into his cheap compact, and made the short trip back to his apartment cursing the flaming ball of light that beat down on the clear springtime roads.

Unlocking the door and throwing his keys on the kitchen table, he couldn't make his way to a hot shower fast enough. Stripping out of his clothes and tossing them in the hamper, he made his way into the bathroom and started waited for the jets coming out of the showerhead to warm up.

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After lathering his skin on the top half of his body, he found himself a bit lost in thought. He knew how good she was to him, and felt proud of having a friend like that. A brief snapshot memory of Sammi with her t-shirt pulled a little tight across her slightly chubby frame entered his mind. As he continued soaping up, he noticed he was standing fully erect, and decided to go ahead take care of it. For whatever reason, he needed release now.

Reaching down with a soapy palm, he teased the head of his average, everyday human dick to a surprisingly tingly sensation. He was sensitive; it had been a few days since his last orgasm, but any conscious thought quickly came to a grinding halt. Beginning to stroke, he breathlessly thought of what she had to look like with her clothes off; he knew she was an intersex herm, but had no idea what she looked like under her tomboyish style of dress. Josh gripped his member firmly, and stroked with a quickened pace. “Sammi…" he muttered, almost surprising himself and changing his train of thought. Things between them had never been romantic… why was that? He was pansexual, and although he had never dated an anthro, he wasn't against it. He usually had a boyfriend or girlfriend most of the time they had known each other, and if he didn't, she did. Well, usually a boyfriend. Did she only like guys? Dating and sexuality wasn't usually a topic of conversation, they usually met up at concerts or events… that was the first time he'd ever slept over. Did that mean she liked him? Was she just being kind?

Before he could afford it too much further thought, he was hit again with a powerful and foreign sense of need. His cock ached, demanding some form of release. No longer in control of his body, he vigorously resumed stroking as his other hand found its way to his backside, a finger sliding past his anus to prod at his prostate. Racy images filled his mind again; her thighs, her glance, the tip of her cock pressing against her shorts… don't most anthros have a sheathe? Was she hard? Was she hard… for him? His cock again stole his attention as his climax rushed into his senses; his button on fire from the stimulation and his dick painfully swollen. Josh pulled his hand away from pleasuring his spot to steady his fading balance against the shower wall as he shot a quivering orgasm that pulsed in all directions, ropes of seed exceeding his usual production. The relief was immense; he cleaned up and finished his shower panting, his shoulder blades having completely relaxed and his headache all but gone.

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The rest of the day's chores passed rather uneventfully, some laundry there, some dishes here; it wasn't long until he was packed for the next morning, and it had already gotten late into the evening. They had been texting back and forth to make plans all day, and had a route mapped. The weather looked okay by the time they got to their halfway overnight camp, only a 20% chance of rain. Hours quickly passed, and Joshua longed to sleep off the last of the ill effects of the booze. Just before drifting off, he thought about her again, and in his appreciative daydreaming, smiled.

The next morning, far too early the next morning for Josh's purposes, Sammi had arrived to start the first leg of the trip. “C'mon sleepyhead, we're trying to make the campsite before it gets dark!" she quipped as he opened the door to leave, cargo in hand. After a little re-arranging, his bags fit easily into the back of the van with the rear seats removed, and he climbed into the passenger seat for the ride.

Mile after mile passed quickly; Joshua couldn't remember having this much fun just existing. The weather was nice enough to have the windows down and catch some clean air once they got outside of the city, and the conversation was full of candor. Josh realized they were usually hanging out with other people; if they were talking one on one, he usually was giving her a hand at the shop. It was hard to steer the conversation away from the infidelity of the last boyfriends the two had the displeasure to suffer. Sammi had caught her ex, an anthro fennec, with a dating profile and plenty of activity to match. When Joshua had heard, he covered the tab that night, a kind gesture on a modest income. When Josh's grandmother passed away, Sammi took care of his dry cleaning for him so he had a little more time to grieve. Josh found himself more smitten with her every mile marker passed, but was keeping his cool. Besides, he didn't want to be creepy. There was just too much good he didn't want to ruin.

Twenty miles from the campgrounds, it began to drizzle. Ten miles away, it started to rain. Five miles away, it had started to pour. By the time the van made its way to their reserved spot, it was struggling for traction on the slick gravel path. With the windows rolled up due to the cruel weather, Josh could feel a bit of a headache coming back.

“C'mon Sam, are you sure we can't get a hotel? It's miserable out here." Joshua offered, face turned into one of dismay looking at the nearly sideways rain. “Oh, toughen up." Sheila replied. “Here, I've got a tarp, let's just store whatever we can outside so we have enough room to sleep in the van. We don't have to try to put up the tent in this. Besides, I know you don't have the money and you won't let me pay for you again." With a defeated sigh, Josh nodded knowing his pride had been properly called out.. The two set to work wrapping the tent, one of the coolers, and whatever they could stow under the picnic table, and hurridly made themselves some sleeping room and hauled out their cargo. Ten seconds of exposure to the elements, and they were both soaked to the bone. Quickly, they opened the side door of the van and barreled back into shelter.

“CHRIST that's cold rain. 20% chance my ass." exclaimed Josh as he reached for his bag to retrieve his packed towel. The extra travel time had meant it was now nearly dusk, and the temperature was dropping quickly with the storm. Sammi had the heater running, which thankfully, worked like a charm as hot air recirculated through the cabin, mercifully burning off a bit of the humidity. She pulled her own towel out of her luggage, and plugged a hair dryer into the car's cigarette lighter socket once she had dried off her hands. “I don't want to hear about it, humans can at least wipe dry, It's gonna take me fifteen minutes just to get to damp." she fired back. Satisfied he wasn't going to make any more of a dripping mess, Joshua rummaged for a set of dry clothes. “Turn around for a sec, I'm going to put these on." Sammi faced the other direction, and continued drying out her fur. Joshua stripped down, and pulling off his cold soggy underwear, he again noticed he was half erect even when wet and cold. He paused again for a second in a half stupor, before rushing to get a dry pair on. As he pulled up some clean jeans, he could swear he saw her checking him out, out of the corner of his eye. He didn't turn his head to glance back and make sure.

After a very thorough drying, Sammi asked Josh to turn so she could get changed as well. Sam turned towards the back, and noticed her reflection in the buckle of his suitcase sitting beside him, by the rear doors. Pretending not to be looking his breath quickened, as he caught a blurry image of her ample breasts falling out of her t-shirt. It took every bit of willpower he had not to gasp; she was stacked. Even without a bra, her tits were firm and close together. He was outright dismayed when she pulled her new shirt over, but then went right back to being fully enthralled as she slipped off her carpenter pants, then her underwear. He couldn't form words in his head staring at her fat bunny bottom and well-toned ass in the reflection. Not turning around felt like the single biggest challenge he'd ever had in his life. Was that pink glint her cock? Mercifully, seconds later, she was dressed. “All done!" she exclaimed, cheerier than you'd expect a wet rabbit to be. “Are you getting enough heat back there?"

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All of the tension Joshua had built up in his system suddenly made sense. Heat. Sammi was in her cycle. That's why he was so goddamn horny, when at any other point recent events would have made him anxious, and grumbly. That's why he agreed to this kind of outdoorsy thing, to go to a music festival he didn't really want to go to. Her scent was influencing him, and here he was, right next to its source for the night. The heater continued circulating air inside the cabin.

“Uh, darlin'? Is it warming up back there?" a quizzical Sammi repeated, her head tilting to the side. “Yeah uh… yeah." was his hurried response, trying to play off his floating head. “Do we need to set up the air mattress?" She nodded, and they cleared enough space in the cramped cabin to put it down. “Here, you grab the back and go back there, and I'll roll it towards the front." Josh nodded, and went to do his part. Looking back at her, he saw a bulge he could hardly believe. Yes, Sammi did have a sheathe, and her cock was erect enough to make the outline of it visible against her loose fitting clothing. Her cheeks were flush as she finished unrolling the inflatable bed, and turned to plug in the pump. Turning to look back and make sure the pump was working, her eyes caught his own outline pressing into his leg. In one moment, their eyes locked, and they quickly both looked away. The cabin was filled with the sound of the airpump for a few minutes, until the mattress finished inflating. Sammi pretended not to notice the silence. Joshua knew that he, unlike a lot of other humans, was affected by heat. His heart raced a bit a few times in school, but it did that with human girls too, so he didn't think too much of it. His lifestyle didn't offer much hanging out in close proximity with anthro girls, either. Given time to breathe her in, in this close a space, he realized maybe his self control wasn't what he thought it was.

Uncharacteristically, Joshua spoke first. “I uh… I don't know how to ask you this uh… but are uh… you in your cycle?" Sammi's ears perked up in a bit of shock upon being asked. “Why do you ask… are you sensitive to it?" Josh nodded, but the outline of his slim cut jeans did most of the talking for him. "Oh my gosh darlin' I'm so sorry I had no idea! I didn't know it affected you, it doesn't with all humans, I wouldn't have invited you out if I kn-“

Her apology was cut off by the sound of the mattress rustling. No longer fully in control of his actions, Josh had crawled across the air mattress on his knees, and was hovering a foot from the bunny's midsection. “Does my scent work on you?" he queried, looking up at her with bedroom eyes. All pretenses as to what was happening were over. His pheromones were screaming for her, and hers were screaming for his. Still being the more composed of the two, Sammi leaned back a bit.

“Josh, wait a minute… yeah. Yeah it does. But you mean a lot to me as a friend, I don't want to ruin it because of some stupid cycle…" She paused again, her breathing quickening, her own self-control quickly fading. She had wondered about going on this trip during her cycle, but if she was going alone or with her boyfriend, why did it matter? She knew most humans were unaffected by heat, and she could sneak away if she needed to relieve herself. She was going to sleep in the tent and give Josh the van, giving her time for a little release once he had fallen asleep. She had all of this planned out, but natural lust and a sudden thunderstorm had dashed that plan to the side.

Unwilling to be dissuaded and almost completely lost to the thick consuming smell being so close to her, he pawed forward again. “Do you… do you wanna fuck me?" The audacity of his question awakened him a bit, and he looked into her eyes shocked at what he had just said. If only he had known what he had just said. “Josh… darlin… I do but I don't think you know what you're asking. It's natural to get this way around a fertile anthro in heat if you're susceptible." He sat back down, and looked at her with determination. She had experience controlling these powerful pheromones; he didn't. At this point, it's not like he wanted any control to begin with. “Why haven't we ever gotten together, Sam? You don't like me?" If he was being himself, he'd have never been so direct. Sammi had to know there was some truth to it past the lust. But he needed something; whether it was to know how she felt or to fuck her senseless, his body wouldn't let him care. His temples throbbed. His gut feeling screamed.

Their previous friendship mattered, but not anymore. Pheromones had taken over.

Once it became impossible to hold herself back longer, Sammi mind looked over and saw for the first time, not her friend but her conquest. She leaned forward from between the front seats, and with no resistance, had him pinned to the mattress. With her bigger frame and more toned physique, Josh was enveloped by her. His nostrils flared. She leaned over, ears and breasts dangling down.

“Do you think that's a nice thing to do darlin', get a bun in heat all riled up?" It was being made very clear Josh wouldn't be the one calling shots anymore, and he couldn't care less. Thanks to the herm girl's natural magic, all he wanted was anything she could offer. She leaned further forward, arching her back, pressing her breasts into his chest while whispering in his ear. “I saw you looking at my cock at breakfast… it was hard to sleep that night so I had to take care of myself the night before. Then to walk in with your scent filling the room... I wasn't sure if I had turned you on. Here I thought you were just a little pervy…" Josh wriggled, trying to grind his clothed cock against his jeans, painfully erect and needing room to expand. He was interrupted by a quick bite on his earlobe. His trusted confidant, now driven into a fever by her sex drive, was enjoying riling him up further. She leaned back, feeling his length, and using her hips to grind in a slow, circular motion. He would have thought it impossible to be turned to jelly by such a simple thing but her musk had all of his nerves firing on overdrive.

If Sammi hadn't leaned up and gotten leverage to take her shirt off given the low ceiling, he might have burst in his pants right there. Sammi pressed her tits together with her arms to give him a little tease, then pulled her pants and boxers down in one motion to show she meant business. Joshua was stunned by what he saw.

Her dick was easily a foot long, probably longer. It tapered to a point curving up at the tip, with ridges along its underside, made more impressive by its girth. At the base of her cock was her sheathe, and below that a taught, but by no means small, pair of testicles. Below that, he could see a glimpse of her already soaking slit, as she was already soaking, her lapine nose picking up his scent as much as he was picking up hers. A pronounced clit poked out from the top. She wanted to breed. She had to breed. But this wasn't her first heat, and the boy had gotten himself into some kind of trouble, so she decided to make him work for it.

Sliding one leg over, then the other, Sammi used her paws to push herself forward, and position her dripping pussy an inch from his face. “Well darlin', show me somethin'." Eagerly, Josh's neck craned forward, tongue lipping from the bottom of her slit, his tongue stopping to flick the tip of her clit. The taste wasn't what Josh was used to, but the heat radiating off of her cunt combined with the smell filling his nostrils gave him no time to ponder. He greedily lapped at her feminine sex, wet slurping sounds and coos of pleasure filling the air as he hit the right spots. A thick paw saved him the trouble from keeping his head up, as he was pulled into her sex. After letting him get his fill for several minutes, Sammi sat back onto his stomach, and saw the glazed, completely distant look in his eyes. She had never had a human boyfriend; if she knew they were this easy to render pliant, she might have had one a long time ago.

Josh's eyes looked up at the bunny dominating his mind, and locked his transfixed eyes on her glorious cock. Following his sightline, Sam was more than happy to let him indulge, and swung over him into a 69 position, planting her cockhead at his lips, and greedily pushing through. Inch after inch teased down his throat, as the chemically relaxed man took in more and more of her length. Meanwhile, her hands were working, finally freeing his cock from its cotton confines, and breathing in his scent. She gave it one long, solid lick from base to tip, causing him to shudder beneath her. Raising her hips, Sam gave him a moment to adjust to the new sensations as any sense of modesty he had betrayed him as the lust addled sensations filled his head. How was he this sensitive? Why isn't he gagging? He didn't have time to ponder the thought, as she greedily lowered her lips down and began to piston into his throat with her thighs. Pre began to spill down his throat, feeling like fire as it hit his tongue and driving him even wilder.

Even though little licks and kisses were the only attention he was receiving, he felt like he was ready to blow. Between thrusts he gasped out “I'm gonna… I'm gonna…" but before he could finish, Sam picked up her pace and began thrusting into him furiously. “Oh no darlin', not yet you don't... ladies first." Removing herself from servicing him, she lost her self to her body, packing his mouth until his lips were at his sheathe. She didn't know if he fully realized what the heat was doing to him, and she didn't care. It was time to release her own tension. The sound of her hips smacking against his lips was audible, and after a few more pumps, she grabbed the back of his head with her large footpaws and held it, pouring a massive load down his throat and into his gullet. Driven mad by instinct he didn't know he was capable of, Josh tried to swallow it all. Once Sammi was satisfied by his performance, she twirled to face him, grabbed the back of his medium length hair and commanded, “Clean it." He happily obeyed, lapping up whatever spunk was still sticking to her. He'd have kept going for hours, if she'd let him.

“Are you ready for your reward?" Sammi cooed, turning around and grabbing his cock, guiding him into her from a cowgirl position. The heat radiating from her pussy was so intense, Josh almost lost control just from feeling it slide in. “I don't let too many boys do this to me… but I know what you let boys do to you…" she teased, sitting down on his hips and taking the entirety of his length. Slowly, she rose off of him, hips lifting her up until only his cockhead remained, and then slammed back down with her full weight, stunning Josh and knocking a bit of the air out of his lungs. Before he got a chance to recover, she began pistoning her sex up and down his shaft, her every fold giving him a bit more friction.

Moans and gasps escaped Josh's lips; he was barely able to register every sensation his body was giving him. It didn't take long for the desire within Josh to win; he didn't need to announce his orgasm, as every muscle in his body tensed. Rope after rope of the strongest shot he had ever had shot up into the rabbit girl, as she didn't break pace for a moment. His sweet relief finally washed over him, but instantly the sensation of getting off filled his head again. He hadn't gone soft. She hadn't stopped.

Again and again, Sam bounced up and down, his cock spearing between her slick lips. “Oh you're good for more than that, aren't you darlin'?" she whispered. Cumming had give him a moment of clarity, but it was immediately gone. The bunny girl's pheromones were sending his biology into overdrive; whether he wanted to be or not, his cock was still erect, and every bit of need in his body that had subsided jacking off in the shower was in no way relieved when in her presence. Sammi started twirling her hips between thrusts, rubbing his head against her hot, velvety inner folds. Dripping with sweat, all he could do is try and gasp for breath. His moans signaled her control, and she was enjoying every minute of it. Twenty more minutes of merciless pounding later, he tensed up to cum again. This time, she joined him. As Josh's second load exploded into her burning hot tunnel, he was instantly covered by ropes of bunnycum from her own thick cock, as her cunt greedily convulsed sucking up as much of his seed as it could.

Both of them panting for breath, she removed him from herself, and laid beside him, watching him gasp for air. His exhaustion shut him out from the world around him, until he heard rustling from one of the bags she had packed. Sammi emerged with the cargo straps that had stowed down the coolers on the trip to the campsite, and looked back at her mate for the night with a sly grin. “I'm not so easy to satisfy, darlin'… are you into this kind of thing?" It was a rhetorical question. She had picked up his phone and looked at his internet history years ago; she knew he very much was. Still a bit too enraptured for verbal communication, he did the best thing he could: presented both of his wrists to her. She flipped him over onto his hands and knees, and sat on his back with a sense of authority, pinning him back down. He found his hands being pulled behind his back, as he was strapped by the wrists to the handles on either side of the van; she was going to use him any way she wanted to. In her need, he needed fixing.

After tightening the ratchet straps, Sammi stood up and sat back to admire his ass. She did like skinnier men, and while this one didn't have a tail to grab onto, she'd have to make do. Curiously, Sammi slid a few fingers into her pussy, taking her heat driven slickness and slathering it over her cock. Not being able to see what was going on, Joshua moaned as he felt one finger slide incredibly easily into his ass. While he was usually the more feminine in a relationship, nothing had ever slid in so easily, and nothing compared to this feeling. The musk was as much a part of him as anything else, rendering him relaxed and ready to receive her, and ensuring he burned with an empty need. “Oh I know you're no stranger darlin', but tell me, have you taken a cock in your boy pussy as big as mine?" Josh shook his head no. A hand grabbed his hair, and pulled him back; not enough to hurt, she didn't want to hurt him. That wasn't her purpose. She wanted his attention. “I asked you a question." She repeated. “Nnn… no!" he managed to stammer in reply. “Good." A second, cumslicked finger made its way past his ring as both fingers pushed down on his button, causing a drop of pre to drip from his tip. It didn't matter this was his friend. Right now, under this influence, she was someone else entirely.

Josh had never felt so empty when she removed her digits; instinctively, he begged like a dog. He swayed his ass back and forth, desperate to be filled, her brief foreplay igniting one thought; he wanted to be bred. He wouldn't have to wait long. It felt like a heating pad was being pressed between his asscheeks, until a pointed tip began to press against his entrance. “Relax, darlin'" came the coo, so he took a deep breath trying to let go further; and was immediately penetrated by four inches of rock hard rabbit dick. Josh's vision blurred at the sensation of her ridges pressing down on his prostate as she slowly worked inside. An all-consuming fire began to burn in his gut. She was enjoying his writhing display, and began to drip and dribble inside him, putting powerful pheromones into his bloodstream faster than any other method of ingestion had yet. Before he knew it, she was resting her hips against her ass fully hilted, and he was stretched around her.

“I… mmpf… see my heat's got you nice and relaxed, darlin'… good." It dawned on Josh how any of this was possible. The next sudden pump knocked the air right back out of his lungs. And so did the next one. And so did the one after that.

Rythmically and methodically, Sammi began to thrust. Pulling out five or six inches at a time, making him feel empty, and slamming her cock back in. Every thrust, little ridges sent sparks up his spine. With expert technique, occasionally having his prostate rammed with her tipped cock. It was probably a good thing the straps were holding his arms; he probably would not have been able to lean up anyway. His cock flopped from the force, desperate for attention and leaking like a faucet.

Minutes felt like hours, as she claimed his asshole with furious pumping. Having already cum twice, she was making sure every bit of her newfound stamina was being put to good use. Slapping sounds filled the air; on occasion, Sammi would remove herself to relubricate her cock with femcum; the third time she did so, Josh forced his hips back in protest. The bunny laughed, finished her application, and let him know right there. “Okay then. I'll go until I'm done, darlin'."

This wasn't an empty threat. Sweat poured off Josh's back as his lapine lover thrusted with abandon; her hips and body structure letting her pull her over a foot long cock almost entirely back out, and slamming it back in an instant. She spread her legs to the side and grabbed him by the hips, getting perfect angle to slam straight in and out, and did so repeatedly. After what seemed like hours of being drilled into euphoria, a set of paws grabbed either of his shoulders as she slammed in one last time. Loads of semen filled his ass and leaked out, not being able to handle her load and her length simultaneously. Josh's cock twitched, but even with the chemical inspiration it wasn't enough to make him shoot his load yet. At the moment, he didn't care; he was struggling with his body taking on incredible amounts of her pheromone; his entire body was on fire.

“Aww… you didn't cum? That's too bad…" The bunny girl ran her hands across his chest, draped over onto his back. Her body weight was being held up by his wrists and the straps, as Josh struggled in this new uncomfortable position. “It's… it's okay Sam…" he managed to weakly reply. Another chuckle came from behind him. “Of course it's okay! I told you I was goin' until I was done. I'm not done." It wasn't like she had gone soft inside him, but he could feel her re-stiffen. His back legs were picked up off the ground with ease, and without warning or mercy, she drilled into his prostate, stabbing it with her pointed tip directly. His legs being held aloft and arms dangling from the straps, he couldn't move. He couldn't think. All he could do was settle in for the ride. With even more stamina from her repeated releases, she pounded at a downward angle, hitting his prostate with her tip and sliding her ridges across it. Bang. Bang. Bang. It was a wonder why any boy ever left her.

Thirty straight minutes went buy with the boy's erogenous zones receiving constant assault. Occasionally she'd hold him up one handed and fondle his maleness; letting go the second he could feel himself getting close. The stimulation from his ass proved too much, and Josh unloaded onto the air mattress below him. Sammi drove deep to enjoy his convulsions, and as soon as he relaxed, began driving into him again. Cumming twice before had increased her stamina further, but not sated her libido.

Even more, the sensation of having his prostate pounded drove him to yet another load but there was no cum left to give her. He felt his balls ache, and shot out whatever he had left. The extreme convulsion of the boy's inner walls did the trick for Sammi, as she hilted and unloaded into him, finally scratching her primal itch to breed. When she removed herself with an audible pop, a river of cum leaked out of Josh's asshole, and onto the rubber below. He was glad the air mattress was cushy, as his body crashed against it once his straps were slowly undone. He wondered when he'd be able to stand back up.

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Finally building up a resistance to the natural arousals, and both lovers satiated, they cleaned up as best they could and put down sheets for the night. As Sammi embraced her new lover as he quickly fell asleep beaten down by his new experience, she was excited to keep taking care of her trusted companion, and wondered where things were going to go from there. Optimistically, she grinned.

Maybe she could talk him into taking a few more days off.