Connor had been good friends with his neighbor for a long time. She was a young girl, a chipper little bunny named Emily, maybe 5 years his junior, and the only other kid who lived nearby. It was a friendship born of convenience, they hung out together simply because nobody else was around, but it had blossomed into something more for Connor. Just over a year ago he'd started to notice girls, he'd noticed the way they had started to fill out their t-shirts, and the way his pants had become tight at school and made him feel awkward. Ever since, he had to admit, he'd been harboring feelings for Emily. The girls at school were pretty enough, but they could be cruel at the same time, and his young neighbor had always been kind to him, she was such a sweet girl and a great friend. 

Her own curves were just starting to come in, he doubted that she had started to notice boys in the same way he noticed girls. However, about a week ago Emily's mom told him that she was going to be gone for the weekend, and had asked him to watch over Emily. That wasn't abnormal, he'd babysat before, it was more like a sleepover truly since they were such good friends, but this time he'd made up his mind about something. He'd agonized over it, debated whether it was more likely to work or ruin the relationship with his best friend, but in the end, he was willing to take that risk. He was going to try and teach her about boys, and what boys did to girls. In crude terms, he wanted to fuck the young rabbit. 

The actual day came with surprisingly little commotion. Emily's mom gave him a list of things to take care of, stuff like what she had left for dinner and what to do in case anything happened, and both of his friend's parents waved goodbye as their black sedan pulled away. They'd be back in two days, in the evening, and they luckily hadn't noticed that Connor was nearly shaking in a cold nervous sweat. Emily hugged him about the waist, she wore a cute pink t-shirt with some splash art from her favorite show and a tight pair of jeans. She held his hand and was bouncing with excitement as the front door closed behind the pair, and the game started. 

To Connor's credit he wasn't some predatory lecherous cur. Emily was a friend, his best friend, and, while he had a huge crush on her and longed to run his fingers across her naked chest, he was deeply concerned with her happiness. He had to approach his goal slowly, with tact. The young bunny was a ball of energy and was hopping, stereotypically, around the kitchen. 

Emily had soft white fur and was small for her age with a slender build, but she was precocious and often seemed to catch on to things that other children might miss. She had long ears that perked straight up when she was excited and drooped lazily when she was nervous or upset. They currently stood at full mast. Her pink nose wiggled constantly, adorably. Connor for his part was already above average height with an ungainly teenage awkwardness about him. The lion wasn't on any sports teams and neither did he aspire to be, and his golden yellow fur hid an average body. Neither fat nor thin but comfortably in the middle.

"Connor, Connor," she sputtered, trying to form coherent thoughts too quickly for her mouth to properly express them. "I'm so glad you're here!" she finally managed. "It's been so long since you came over to play with me." 

Connor blushed, his mind going to an entirely different mental image than the one the bunny girl had intended, but she didn't seem to notice. "You live right next door." He said calmly as she jumped about. He read through the instructions Emily's mom had left but there was nothing he didn't already know. "I was over here on Tuesday. We played Mario Kart." 

She sighed in exaggerated exasperation. She had stopped hopping, her excess energy spent, and was now cutely pulling at the hem of her shirt, stretching the image on the front out to oddly warped proportions. "You know what I mean. It's been forever since you were here for a sleepover."

"Yeah, not since your birthday party I think. I haven't seen that equine girl here since then either. What was her name? Tracy?" 

"We don't talk anymore, she got mean." Emily didn't seem too upset about her dissolving friendship, she was helping Connor unpack his backpack. It contained a spare set of clothes and a few board games as well as a bottle of scented slick liquid. She read the label on the bottle and shrugged, it didn't mean anything to her but Connor was blushing behind her back again. 

"That's too bad, you seemed to really get along at your party." Connor slid the bottle of lube under his clothes and set the empty bag nearby. 

Emily just shook her head. "She said things about you that weren't very nice. I told her you were my best friend, and then she got really mad. She thought she was my best friend, but that was always you." She hugged him around the waist again and he knelt so he could return it. She felt pleasantly soft and smelt faintly of cotton candy bubble bath.

"Can I tell you a secret?" he said, teasing her and leaning in discretely when she nodded, whispering in her ear "You're my best friend too." He gave her another big hug and she squealed with delight in a high-pitched tone. He didn't know she thought of him as her best friend, he always felt kind of silly admitting that he felt that way about her. Teenagers weren't supposed to hang out with kids, kids weren't 'cool' and Emily was only just going into Junior High School in the fall. He didn't know if she had the same reservations but he was glad the feeling was mutual. It was an unexpectedly sweet moment for the lion.

Emily as always was eager to play games, and was dragging Connor along willingly, her small paw holding onto his larger one, from one thing to another. Video games were always popular, as were board games or card games, even some of the more complicated board games, though Connor had to be patient while she was learning the rules. The best games though were the ones she pulled out of her own imagination. It had always been that way, Emily was endlessly creative and she would come up with these wild fanciful scenarios to play out. Connor would happily pretend to be Panga the courageous elephant companion to Emily's brave jungle explorer. Most of the afternoon was frittered away just like that, two friends simply passing the time and enjoying each other's company. Though Connor's ultimate intentions kept returning to him in niggling thoughts, every time Emily's clothes pulled so pleasantly tight across her young form, the impure thoughts spring back to the fore front of his mind. 

Connor had been babysitting for the better part of the afternoon and was already wearing out, Emily was fun but she could be hard to keep up with. The last game they had played had required him to consistently exert himself, monkeys were supposed to jump around, and his shirt had near soaked through with sweat. He'd take a shower to rinse the grit off, but first it was just about dinner time. Emily wasn't complaining of hunger, but getting her to sit still and eat would at least give him some time to rest.  He made sandwiches in the kitchen, and asked Emily if she'd pick out a movie or video game or something for them to do while they ate. He could hear the heavy bumps and clatters as she dug through various plastic bins looking for just the right thing in the other room. 

It turned out to be a game called Burnout, an older racing game that hinged on its over the top car crashes. The crashes were violent but cartoony, absurd, and there were no humans or anthros in the game, just cars. It was the game equivalent of playing with match box cars on a plastic track, both Emily and Connor enjoyed it but it was best played single player so they had to take turns. When Connor brought in two plates of sandwiches, ham and turkey on a sub roll, Emily popped the disc into the console and sat on Connor's lap. She'd take the first turn as per usual. 

It didn't take long for Connor to forget about his dinner, mere sandwiches couldn't compare when a far more enticing meal for the body was pressing itself unknowingly against his crotch. Emily's jeans were thick and course but he could feel the warmth and curvature of the young girl's ass pressed against him. The bunny happily unaware of what was going on. Connor wore only a pair of thin nylon gym shorts, and no underwear underneath. He'd hoped to peak Emily's curiosity if she happened to catch sight of him with an erection, it would show through his shorts easily and if she had asked about it then it would've given him an opportunity to take things in a new direction. A silly pipe dream maybe, but not the only way he planned to possibly entice his young crush.

Now, however, it was providing a different benefit. Emily squirmed in her seat with each corner she took in the racing game, she leaned into them and clenched her body tight with each near miss as opponent drivers nearly caused her to bump into obstacle. Her absorption in the game was giving Connor his own entertainment. He didn't bother with subtlety, she was distracted, and even if she noticed that might just prompt the right sort of questions from her. He placed his hands on the bunny's hips and pressed his hard cock against her ass. The layers of clothing between them dulled the senses but Connor still found his eyes crossing with pleasure. 

"Hey Connor, it's your turn." Said Emily, looking back over her shoulder at Connor's closed eyes and blissful face, her eyes full of genuine innocence. 

"Oh, uh, that's okay. I'm pretty tired, why don't you keep playing. I don't mind just watching." He leaned back into the soft couch letting his young ward sit more fully on his throbbing erection. Emily leaned forward, intent in her game, and Connor stared openly at her shapely ass. 

The lion sat with his hands on her hips, holding her tightly to him while he slowly ground himself against her. His hard manhood pressed tightly against the nylon shorts and nestled in the supple heated crack of Emily's behind. He closed his eyes as he felt his raging teenage hormones surging violently through him. He clenched his jaw and moaned through closed teeth as he made a sticky wet splotch in his shorts. He didn't notice that the sound of the game had paused and Emily was watching him with interest as he spent himself uselessly. By the time he had recovered she was once again looking at the screen and racing with reckless abandon through the streets of a fictional city, humming happily and squirming in place. 

After dinner Connor took a quick shower and changed into his spare clothes, he might need to go get another set tomorrow but it wasn't exactly difficult to just go next door if need be. He left the bathroom door 'accidentally' ajar, hoping to tempt a certain bunny into trying to sneak a peek but if she did she was too stealthy for him. Though he thought that, just maybe, the door was more ajar than he had left it.

Emily wanted to stay up late, of course, and Connor had no real objections to that. They had already watched a movie, from one of the many that Emily owned, and were now watching some random thing on broadcast television. It wasn't very entertaining so they had mostly ended up ignoring it and talking amongst themselves. 

Connor kept trying to steer the conversation to anything that might get Emily talking about boys, it could give Connor a chance to make a move. "So, what do you and your friends do at school?" He asked. 

Emily shrugged. "Mostly just play at recess, we don't sit near each other in class anymore." Her pink nose wrinkled adorably. "Is it true that when I get to 7th grade they don't do recess anymore?"

The lion nodded sadly. "Yeah, but it's not that big of a deal. They don't have a playground so what would you do at recess anyway. They let me pick my own classes in Junior High, though, which was neat. I got to pick things so that me and my friends had the same schedule."

"But without recess all my friend's do is talk and the teachers don't want us to talk in class." The young bunny complained, then shook her head and shrugged. "It doesn't matter anyway; my friends only talk about dumb stuff now."

"What do they talk about?"

She rolled her eyes exaggeratedly "Boys." Then giggled.

Connor's heart skipped a beat and he tried to not let his interest show naked on his face. "You don't like talking about boys?"

She shook her head and Connor wilted slightly. "They talk about who they have crushes on and stuff, ever since we had that class on sex it's all they do."

Connor coughed violently, half choking on his own stumbling tongue. "You had sex-ed in the 6th grade?"

"Yeah, they talked about penises and vaginas and stuff, then said you were only supposed to do it with somebody you really liked. Now my friends just wonder which boy they can find who will do things with them. It's gross."

"Well, don't be so sure. I bet when you get a little older you won't think it's so gross, maybe you just need to try it." 

Emily shook her head defiantly. "No way, why would I want some random boy sticking his penis in me and shooting sticky."

Connor took a shot in the dark. "So, you mean you just need to find the right boy?"

Bullseye, the rabbit blushed hard enough that her cheeks tinted pink even through her fluffy white fur. "Sorta."

The lion's voice took on a mock teasing tone. "Uh oh! Somebody likes a boy! Does he know? Will you tell me who it is?" Emily shook her head emphatically. "Oh come on, you're my best friend. I'd tell you if I had a crush on somebody." He reached out and tickled her arms gently, teasing her into a nervous laughter.

"Promise you won't laugh at me?" The young bunny asked, it took a full-on pinky swear to fully assuage her fears. Even then she delivered the mischievous secret in a small embarrassed whisper, "I like you, Connor."

It was better than Connor hoped for. He thought it might just be enough to get her talking about what kind of boys she liked, or maybe suggest the idea that they 'practice' sex on each other, this was way better. "Why would I laugh at that?" He said, smiling widely.

Emily pouted. "Hey, you said you'd tell me who you liked too. That was the deal!"

Connor rubbed his chin in mock deliberation. "Well, if I have to tell. I have a really big crush on my neighbor."

The bunny girl frowned sourly, her ears drooping to her shoulders "Who? All the people around here other than us are old. That's gross."

Connor smiled and put a hand on top of Emily's head, palm flat down, "Well, she's about this tall." He said, half laughing at his own terrible joke, "And she's a really cute white bunny, have you seen somebody around like that?"

"That's not funny! You said you'd tell me who you liked." 

The lion's face got serious, "I'm not joking Emily, I like you a lot." He rubbed a hand on his head embarrassed, "A whole lot, actually."
Emily's ears perked up, tilted just slightly as if afraid of being tricked, "Really? You aren't just teasing me?"

Connor put hand to chest in mock shock, "I never tease you! Besides, I pinky swore, I'm pretty sure there are laws about breaking those."

The bunny girl smiled wide, beaming brightly with obvious glee, and leaped to his side, hugging him tightly around the chest. Her head nestled in the crook of his chin, his arm around her shoulders. "I was so scared to tell you. I thought you'd hate me, but you like me back!" She buried her head under his chin again.

Connor figured he was batting a thousand, everything was going his way so he swung for the fences. "So, do you still think that sex stuff is gross if it was with me?" There was a small, downright demure, laugh from around his chest and two brown eyes shone lightly up at him.

"No, why do you ask?" She giggled, knowing full damn well. She placed a dainty hand against his stomach, just above his belt.

"Are you going to make me say it?" She nodded, "Well I've never, uh, done anything before and we're all alone, and we both like each other. I thought you might like to try a few things."

"Didn't you already try something during dinner?"

It was Connor's turn to blush heavily, "Oh, uhh, you noticed that?"

"Mmhmm, it made me really wet." Connor's ears burned. "So did seeing your little butt in the shower."

This wasn't exactly how Connor envisioned the weekend going but that wasn't necessarily a negative. "Aren't you a little young to be saying things like that?"

"You're the one who wants to fuck me, don't you? Don't you want to see my naked bunny bottom and stick your penis in it?"

Connor could only nod dumbly. 

"Good, that's what I want too."

The little bunny apparently had a bigger imagination than Connor had given her credit for. It wasn't too surprising given she'd had sex ed, though Connor seemed to remember he barely understood what people were talking about when he had the same class years ago. Emily obviously knew a bit more than he did at that age, or at least she knew she wanted to find out. Connor smiled deviously and accepted the invitation. 

"Ok, why don't you take me to your bedroom and I'll show you what boys do to girls they like." She grabbed him by the hand and led the way, his nylon shorts were tented out in front of him and she openly watched them pendulously swinging back and forth as he walked. "Lie down on the bed okay?" He pulled the blinds, she was laying on her back and watching him with equal parts nervousness and excitement. 

"If you want me to stop just say so, alright? I don't want to do anything if you don't want me to." She simply nodded again, her forwardness disappearing behind nervousness as her wishes were realized. He touched her chest through her shirt, then slid a hand underneath the hem, feeling the soft supple fur of her belly. She laughed as it tickled, but as Connor moved up to caress her budding breasts the laugh gave way to a soft moan. She bit her lower lip and looked up at the lion boy who leaned over her.

With one hand rubbing and pinching a tiny pink nipple the other worked the shirt up and over her head. Emily herself helped eagerly in the task, her eyes were shy and demure but her small body pushed hungrily into Connor's hands. He brought his mouth down to her tawny chest and kissed it lightly, rewarded with a quiet gasp from Emily. He rolled his hands across her bare fur, teasing and caressing her tender flesh. 

Connor moved slowly, though he desperately longed to roughly drive himself into her young slit. He fought his bestial urges and whispered words of quiet encouragement to her, reiterating himself and reassuring her that she could stop him at any time. She chose not to do so. His leonine lips curled around her nipples and he suckled them, pulling them up into his mouth and lightly teasing at the hard, pointed tips of her small breasts. One hand rested on her lower stomach, his fingers drawing down toward the cleft between her legs, where it still lay hidden in constricting jeans. He could feel her breath hitch as he teased at the copper button. 

She helped him remove her pants, tearing them off and flinging them across the room in a rhythm wholly unlike Connor's own slow smoothness. Her legs were smooth and shapely, fine white fur covering her from crown to sole, monotone and unbroken. She wore small pink panties with a simple pattern on them, the front of them was wet at the pink slit between her legs. She had seen the videos in class, she knew what was coming and her body hungered for it. 

The lion boyfriend ignored the obvious for a short time, instead rubbing along her thighs, working high up from where they touched supple buttocks to down and in, until he was pressing curious fingers to the inside of her knees. The girl's breath came in ragged gasps and she moaned each time Connor's tongue touched against her sensitive chest. He slid his hand between her knees and slowly pulled up and outwards until she lay with legs splayed tantalizingly open. He took a moment to admire her treasure where it lay hidden, the thin cloth wet and cloyingly pressed to her lips, the barest hint of her slit outlined through the sheer fabric. Emily pulled them off herself with no further encouragement and lay back with her legs spread. 

The bunny girl's cunt gaped hungrily. Juices flowed from her, soaking her fur, and making the white fuzz lay flat between her thighs. The sweet thin pink line was engorged and waiting and Connor lost his resolve. The time between finally seeing his desire in full flowering glory and him stripping himself of clothes and holding himself over her was impressively brief. His cock dangled beneath him like a dowsing rod that sensed water, pulsing and dripping toward its goal. Emily stared down between then watching it with wide open eyes. 

"This might hurt a little," he explained, "but it will feel really good soon." He fumbled himself into her, without the practice and knowledge he pressed himself forward like a hound, blindly thrusting until he found purchase, and then pushing forward in one unyielding motion when he did. He paused as a sharp gasp of pain escaped through pale pink lips, but she gritted her teeth and it was in short order followed by desperate urging encouragements. They both lost their virginity there, and in a tradition as old as time only one of them finished and it took all of 37 seconds. Curse of youth. Connor made funny faces as his balls clenched and he lost himself inside a girl for the first time and Emily laughed at his crossed eyes. All in all, it was a better first time than some. They still had plenty of weekend left.

"I like the things boyfriends do," Emily said through half a smile as Connor rolled onto the bed beside her. Her twin bed with the cartoon character sheets was hardly big enough for the two of them. A thin trail of white tinged with a hint of red leaked from her in a viscous line. 

"I'm glad, it gets even better, though." The lion boy lay on his back breathing heavily, sweat shone lightly on his brow. 

Emily rolled onto her side and leaned over him, her not-so-innocent bunny eyes stared down into the green depths of his own. "Can you show me?" She smiled and her ears stood straight up, twitching slightly. Connor nodded underneath her and breathlessly mouthed the word 'soon'. She leaned down toward him and kissed his hungry mouth. Neither of them knew what they were doing, but there was an honest enthusiasm to it, they earnestly brought their bodies together and Connor's hand found the back of Emily's head and pulled her in tight. Their tongues touched and explored, a microcosm of their own budding relationship in miniature as they sought out sweet truths in each other's flesh. 

Emily broke it first, she pulled back from his embrace, pushing against his chest with gentle hands. Dark needful eyes gazed down at the man beneath her, she whispered breathily "Where do we start?"

***

It started in the shower. They had both sweat and poured out their sweet and savory juices, and even aside from their curiosity they still needed to get clean. Emily proved to be imaginative in ways outside of inventing games to play, the young bunny hadn't received the same detailed look at her boyfriend that he had taken of her. She was adamant that she be allowed the same luxury. 

She came up only to his lower chest when standing beside him, and the physical ramifications of that meant either he froze, away from the warm shower water, or she stood with her head being buffeted by the stream, but Connor found himself unlikely to complain about the situation as small, but willful, hands wrapped around his excited manhood. His own exploration of her body was returned in kind, but without the coy tentativeness, she did not fear pushing the boundaries too far with him and she was eager to learn. 

He had to explain to her the way he functioned as sex was largely a mystery to her, despite the classes best attempts. He took her hands in his and stroked himself in front of her, she giggled as she felt him harden in her paws. She watched wide eyed as he made long and slow strokes along his shaft, guiding her fingers along the smooth red skin. He mentioned some people used their mouths, the words had hardly left him when he felt a wet warmth and a light tongue suckling his tip. He looked down into the young girl's brown eyes with shock and intense arousal, he removed his hand but she kept a firm grip and went to work. 

Not much can be said for her technique, but her enthusiasm was unmatched, and she learned quickly. The little girl bobbed her head vigorously making wet sucking noises as she massaged the cock in her mouth, her lips wrapped around the tapered tip. She could taste the salty bitterness that leaked from him as she worked, and found it encouraging, and arousing. Connor couldn't believe his luck, in all his wildest hopes for this weekend he hadn't expected such a willing participant, and just the sight of the small body at his waist desperately working to pleasure him drove him mad. He groaned with intense pleasure.

Her mouth was warm and wet, and small hands held his base in a firm grip as she worked his length. Idle fingers roamed his body, massaging his balls as warm water delicately splashed over them both from the shower head. As Connor felt the heat in him rising he helped guide Emily's movements with his hands, his hips gently bucking back and forth as he groaned out long deep notes. He held her head and fucked her supple mouth as her tongue lovingly caressed him.

Emily felt the balls in her hand clench tightly and a warm sticky rope of cum shot into her mouth without warning. It tasted like a more intense version of what had been on his tip before and she found herself swallowing it as more poured in. She could see how pleased it made Connor to do this thing, and that alone made her happy. He held her head tightly and she let him push deep into her mouth as the last bits of cum shot straight down her throat. 

"That looked like it felt good," she said amidst a giggle when Connor had pulled himself back. She watched him shrink slowly back down until his cock looked funny and shriveled again. They stepped out of the shower and toweled off together, drying each other off as much as themselves.

"It's called an orgasm. Sex ed never tells you just how good they feel." He rubbed her chin and cheeks with one hand while embracing her in a tight hug. "You did so good, I'm going to need a few more of those before Sunday." She smiled and nodded willingly but had her own suggestion first. 

"Can I have on too? It felt nice when you put your thingy in me, but it didn't last long enough. Can you give me one?" She turned around and bent over, spreading her supple cheeks with her hand and putting her tight holes on display, openly inviting the lion in. He licked his lips.

Connor stepped up behind her, pressing his flaccid member to her backside, willing but currently unable. He slid a hand between their young, still damp, bodies and pressed a finger against her tailhole, she giggled and wiggled her ass enticingly. "Is that what you want? I think I can give you one." He pressed another finger against her young slit and pushed inside both her delicious holes. 

Emily moaned and arched her back, "Mmmm, yeah I want you to make me cum." It was the hottest thing Connor had ever heard, "Do it right now." She pushed herself back onto his fingers, helping him finger fuck her. He stood with one hand on her back and the other dipping below her fluffy tail as she bounced against him, moaning and driving his fingers into her. 

Connor loved this, he was already starting to feel himself rising once again and so soon since he had cum into her waiting mouth. "Aw, fuck," he said, moaning at the sight of his fingers diving into her from behind. "Okay, yeah, go get on the bed, I'll make you cum so damn hard." Emily needed no motivation, she rushed out of the bathroom, looking coyly over her shoulder and still dripping the last remnants of water from their shower. Connor knew they were going to need another one before they went to bed. 

She lay waiting for him when he caught up, her snow-white fur glistening in the light and her legs spread invitingly. He stalked across the room toward her and she bit her lip in anticipation, her folds were hot and puffy, completely soaked in her juices. He leaned over her and brought his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply as his hand roamed down her body to her needful slit. He rubbed her nether lips and elated when she moaned into his kiss and pushed her hips forward into his hand, he rolled them between his fingers and felt the slickness of her desire. 

Connor was no expert but Emily was delightfully vocal and it didn't take long to find out how she liked to be touched. She'd never experienced the joys of playing with her own clit, let alone having a boy take it into his mouth, and it was intense. Connor's tongue lapped across her entrance as he pushed a finger in to the knuckle, curling and twisting deep inside her. He could feel her tiny body tense and squeeze on his hand in time with his loving tongue strokes. 

When he wrapped his lips around her tiny button and molested it with his tongue he felt her back arch, and the first slick spurt of her juices leaked freely around his hand. It was Emily's first orgasm but it wasn't the big one, not the true experience, and Connor wasn't stopping. She moaned loudly as her body tensed, a single elongated 'fuck' as she learned just what Connor could give her every day the pair could find some quiet time in the future. She was already thinking of ways to sneak away and get her boyfriend inside her without her parents noticing. 

The lion slipped a second finger in, tempted to slide one deep inside her ass as well. He'd heard of anal before, and was curious to try it with the young bunny, she'd already seemed to enjoy the fleeting experience earlier. It was why he'd brought the lubricant when he packed, his rock-hard cock leaked a drop of precum at the thought as he pumped his fingers into Emily. 

She moaned and gripped at the bedspread beneath her, urging Connor not to stop. He drove at her mercilessly, his lips constantly wrapped around her clit, teasing at it with his tender tongue, his fingers searching deep inside her for every nerve that he could push to excitement. Her hot young cunt ran heavily with sweet nectar, it tasted delightful and Connor took time to sample it directly from her lips when able. 

"Fuck me, Connor," She begged as another tremor ran through her small body, "I want to feel you in me." The dirty words made Connor's cock throb in response and he wasted no time making good the request. 

He slid his hand out of her, sucking the juice on his fingers with an exaggerated moan of pleasure, then he grabbed her around the waist in his strong hands and turned her over. He leaned her against the edge of the bed so she half-lay with her ass propped into the air. He lined up his cock with her dripping pussy and drove himself inside her to the hilt. She screamed ecstasy as she was filled by the felines ample thickness. 

"It's so big," She moaned even as Connor began to pump himself inside her. Her walls pulled at him with wet sucking sounds as he crammed himself into her tiny body. "I can feel it coming, please don't stop. Just keep fucking me, oh god, just like that. Don't stop." Her breath hitched between each whispered word, between every deep groan of overwhelming pleasure. The young bunny's body shook in waves.

He wouldn't stop, he couldn't, his chest heaved with heavy breaths as he drove at her. He stared down at her perfectly rounded ass, his red member nestled between the two cheeks, her pink lips spread around him. He could feel her quivering, feel the walls of her spasming as she pushed to the edge. He kept a hard, steady rhythm, she reached a white furred arm beneath her and rubbed furiously at the delicate button she had only just learned about. Her breath came out in hot ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed shut. She got hotter, and tighter by mind numbing degrees. 

He could feel it on his cock first, the instant cramping tightness on the already close fit. Her breath hitched in her throat and she cried out soundlessly, her mouth locked in a shuddering gasp. She froze beneath him and he leaned over her, flattening her against the bed as he rammed down into her. Driving her into the mattress, taking her like she was a bitch in heat, she screamed bliss. Continuing to pump with all his might as her young pussy clenched and fought against him. It didn't take him long to follow her example and reach orgasmic peak himself.

He thrust once, twice, and gripped her delicate hips, his larger hands wrapping around and clenching into her silky fur. He pulled her to him as he pressed forward, driving as deeply into her as he was able. She shook with the strength of her own orgasm, and she accommodated him wonderfully, he filled her from deep within. His balls clenched and the first spurt of thick milky essence coated her inner walls with a soothing heat. She smiled through a cute moan as she felt him squeeze out more, she felt it leak and stain the light pink sheets beneath her. 

He stayed hilted in her until their bodies ceased their blissful spasms. He lay on her back, careful to not put too much weight on her but enjoying her warmth and pleasant softness, claiming her as his own. Before he entirely lost his stiffness, he pulled himself from her slick cunt and pressed back, higher up, at her tight tail pucker. His cock slick with their combined juiced, he rubbed against it suggestively and she gave an encouraging moan. He kept his slick cock sliding between her asscheeks until she finally came down off the ravenous heights he'd sent her to. She glowed. 

"That felt good," She stated simply as her young cunt leaked his milky leavings in a thick trail. 

"We can do more later, and tomorrow, I'm going to be here alone with you all weekend. There are some things I'd like to try."


"Anything you want." 

It was a busy weekend.
