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It's no work of art, in truth it's just a stream of smut and graphic fucking, but I really enjoyed taking part in it, and you might enjoy reading it.\n\nIn this scene, Koppa confronts Mike, her boyfriend's loud-mouthed friend after finding a questionable home-made porno made by the two of them sitting on her computer.\n\nMike belongs to [iconname]Soot[/iconname].", "description_bbcode_parsed": "I've decided to post these log files from one of my (in my humble opinion) hottest role-plays I've ever been part of. It's no work of art, in truth it's just a stream of smut and graphic fucking, but I really enjoyed taking part in it, and you might enjoy reading it.

In this scene, Koppa confronts Mike, her boyfriend's loud-mouthed friend after finding a questionable home-made porno made by the two of them sitting on her computer.

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.", "writing": "Koppa enjoyed few things more than playtime with her boyfriend. Koppa often indulged in day-long stints of doing little more than indulging herself with his prick, hot and steamy sex that lasted for hours. Lately though things seemed to be off, Josh's interest in her was beginning to wane it seemed, and she couldn't be sure why - was it medical, psychological? She padded quietly about his house now, having tried and failed to get a rise out of him, watching in disdain as he chose to sit in front of the television and play video-games rather than fuck her this afternoon. Upstairs she sat down on his bed, flicking through a few magazines before popping his laptop open, scrolling through a few web pages before happening upon a video-player nestled at the bottom. She opened it to the filename \"Our first porno\" and felt her breath stolen. So it was some little bitch fucking her boyfriend, that's why he'd lost interest in her, getting his fun elsewhere! Furious, she played the file and watched in intently. The opening scene was one of that familiar bubble-butt spread wide by his fingers, something not so unusual, for Josh had been requesting ass-play more and more from her these days, so it wouldn't be unusual for him to be doing the same with some other bitch. The moment a spearhead prick loomed into view however, her mood suddenly changed from one of anger to shock - perhaps confusion? Tentatively she watched on, curious to see the rest..\n\nMike Rollins: Thick fingers milked that black cock, and sure, when Josh made a little sound, it was jealousy-tinting for anyone's eyes, much less his girlfriend, but low and behold, black spearhead just nudged those cheeks, it made him jump, tremble, pucker tensed, and his face was visible up his back, just over his surprisingly smooth little ass-cheeks and cotton tail. The ebony meat was big, bigger than what she might have expected, but in a combination of perhaps size, but shape, canine-pointed tip would mash the little hole, droplets of slick pre mashing it open before before long, brown fur and nuts grinding against the base, and oh, the sounds Josh made while those hips would bounce atop him, hand holding the back of his head with each ploughing thrust. It wasn't but 15 minutes long in varying speeds, depths and roughness, sound of hips and nuts slapping together before a growing knot was suddenly attached to the bottom of said black cock and the yowls that were let out echoed off the walls in the video, ass and thighs clenching, squirming, that husky voice cooing and talking dirty the whole time. \"God damn... Listen to you squeal like a girl. Wonder what your girl thinks'a this...\" And off it cut, video at a black screeen. Even without a face, she knew who was stealing her boyfriend's erection, his new 'school friend', and a big burly guy, Mike.\n\nKoppa felt her stomach turn as she watched the filth unravel before her, scrubbing through the video at various points, only to feel more sickened and shocked at each point it played - her boy cooing sweetly at first penetration, the sight of his pucker being pounded away at, and the tell-tale tug and pop of a cum-covered breeding knot. Though it made her feel ill, she couldn't help but stare at it and gawk at the undeniably hot sight of her boy's pretty little butthole dripping with a load of fresh cum. Her cheeks burnt with embarrassment, through the humiliation of being cheated on, and the humiliation of being turned on so strongly by it. How could she possibly hope to confront her boyfriend with this, perhaps she could call Mike up instead and try and find out what had been happening and for how long. She always felt a little threatened by the bear, perhaps it was his stature, his confidence, his three years seniority over the two of them. Perhaps she felt sexually threatened by the brute deep down, somewhere subconscious she only just became aware of.\n\nThe phone call surely came next, and he was rather detached, complacent and easy to talk to over the phone. Perhaps it would be easier then it looked. But the feeling surely crept up on her when he'd requested a couple days, and Josh had been out. The times Josh came back and was sleepy, dazed, and sighing to bed beside her, every time was no doubt that bear's fault, and surely that might coax up some anger... But the days between, Josh'd been right here with her, smiling, talking, acting like things hadn't changed. All except Koppa hadn't had a cock in her for a little over a week and a half now, and when the door was knocked, and opened before Koppa could say come in, Josh at school and then work.... Mike stepped inside, taking off his coat, with tee and jeans on, black bag over his shoulder. \"Mn, hey sugar, I haven't seen you in a bit. Glad you called me over to talk today.\" He'd talk as if normal, husky voice and low groan while he stretched some, all a clever amount of sensory overload. He was big, and the sounds of his groans were so easily tied to that video, jeans tight around his hips had the faint shape of his prick underneath... A fine specimen at the very least, of modern male masculinity.\n\nKoppa trudged into the living room with a light scowl across her face, following the beast before her, only to turn to one side to fetch the disk of smut that had been laying around. She tossed it accusingly at Mike with a flick of her wrist, finally opening up with what she had wanted to ask, but had been too timid to over the phone. \"So what's this?\" She snapped, looking nervous and distraught, her tummy beginning to turn again as moments from the movie replayed in her mind, gulping down a lump in her throat as she sought for something else to say. \"This isn't you and Josh, is it? Is it?\" She stammered.\n\nMike Rollins rolled his tongue in his mouth, and smiled a bit, eyes rolling from her, up, and across the room, before he put a toothpick in his mouth and pulled out a camcorder from the bag, placed it on the table. He would tilt his head up, and fingertips ran through his hair, a rather nonchalant stance for someone who fucked her boyfriend right there on tape. \"Must be pretty pent up. Josh told me all about your... lack of playtime, y'know. Really gets on your nerves sometimes, I bet. Like you need something I guess to take the edge off.\" He'd take the CD off the floor that she threw, and blow on it, rubbing at the fingerprint on it with his t-shirt, before opening the camcorder, and putting it inside, clicked closed and rested on top of the bag, a little click had a light lit up, the cold lens pointed at her, and the chair, partially. \"I think you're just a little irritated. Sometimes people get frustrated and they want to lash out at people, and things.\" He'd lift his arms under, thick limbs peeling overhead, shirt tossed off onto the floor. \"So some let me give you a little massage. It won't take long.\" He'd motion with his head, easing over to chair with a quiet step, seating himself down, belt jingling with the smile growing on his lips. Audacity to keep it there even as he pulled open the fly, but left that ebon treasure under the jeans for her to take out.\n\nKoppa had already spied that fat black prick on film, and she would be telling herself a lie if she said she wasn't jealous of Josh for getting filled up by it. Her boyfriend was usually a hornball, and in passing there were times when they did little else than fuck the days away. He was however, just a teenage bunny, and had the assets of a teenager too, certainly nothing compared to the knotted beast that Mike had on offer. Nose twitched as she looked up with uncertainty, catching the ripe stink of masculine musk invading her nostrils. \"I guess the best way to get revenge on a cheat is..\" She began, hovering paws before belt buckle and boxers - peeling one away before the other, sliding clothes down to mid-thigh to behold first-hand what was being so graciously offered to her. She could feel that guilty arousal in her tummy rise up again, the same sickening feeling she had when she first watched that hard prick pound her boyfriend, her lover.. Could she really screw around with the guy who'd done that?\n\nMike Rollins was no doubt, not helping, with not a stich on below the jeans, her hand reached for boxers that weren't there, knuckles surely grazing pubes and musky, sheeny piece of black meat, swollen a bit, and resting between closed legs, opening up for tip to rest on the V of spread zipper, shaggy fur between his thighs was rich with that musk, and he reached with his thick fingers down, to slide middle and ring along her temple, before index curled around the base of an ear lightly and rubbed his thumbtip into it, massaging at the joint slowly, even as his cock throbbed in front of her. \"That's it. Warm, isn't it? It's a little hot to the touch, you'll like the smell of the cum, I promise.\" Slick cock could make some reel back, but he would sigh down at her. \"Kiss it. Go on.\" He waited until she was lips to the ebony flesh before smiling, tongue wetting his lips. \"See, not so bad... You're a good girl... Don't let anyone tell you you're not a sweet lil' bunnyslut.\"\n\nKoppa's personality would somewhat change as soon as the thumb was spread across her ear-base, her body visibly relaxing, eyes drooping for a moment before hazily peering up, her mouth slightly agape. She held her gaze as she leant forward, keeping eye contact as she lewdly spread her little pink tongue over the slippery shaft, her final lick of many slipping in to a soft, sensuous kiss for the pricktip, rolling wet tongue over its peehole as she sucked it down - far more forward and horny with the gentle presence of a thumb rolling over her ear. This was a little trick Josh knew all too well, and no doubt divulged to Mike in moments of sordid passion - perhaps the two were in league with each other, or perhaps Josh knew nothing of Mike's fresh plans to bed his needy little slut of a girlfriend?\n\nMike Rollins grinned, thumb eased from her ear while she was already kissing, tonguing, lapping, and slurping, it all worked to serve Mike's purpose. \"So passionate, tongue rolling over a cock other than your boyfriends and look at how you do it. This's the first thing you've kissed in a week or so, Koppa-baby, and look at how you just clean that piss-slit of pre. Mn...\" He sighed, more of it rolling up out of the tip, while she sucked, and he would coax her lips along it, holding her hair with that huge mitt, rather gingerly. \"It's ok to blush, I bet your boy wouldn't say a thing about all this... I bet you'd get back at him perfectly... tender little cottonball would huff a little, and keep right quiet if he wanted more dick in his ass...\" He'd chuckle just a bit, interrupted by a groan. \"Mn... Don't see how your boy couldn't miss this... Or maybe you're just suckin' me better? Tell the camera you like my dick better.\" Without massaging her ear, this could turn her red, or make her curl with disgust in her actions, but the musk and heat of the thick cock that her fingertips could barely touch around made it so taboo, thinking of how her puss would fit it... even she might juice up a bit from his coaxing, and somewhat forceful nature.\n\nKoppa seemed almost to drift out of her daze after a little time with that thumb missing from her ear, her licks grew more unsure, and she was less eager to smear the fat shaft across her face. Tongue rolled along the bulging underside none the less - he was right, she didn't need someone touching at her weak spot to make her appreciate this monster of a dick, it was something she could appreciate all by her self, especially after a long stint without one to play with. She kept silent, her cheeks now tingling with the bright red blush rushing to them, one paw lifting up to clasp about the base of his length, running fingers and palm over what little she hadn't stuffed between her lips. The other carefully cupped his meaty nutsack, rolling testes this way and that as she hungrily sucked and slurped - turning briefly towards the camera to give the slab of meat a loving kiss.. This'd pay him back all right.\n\nMike Rollins sighed, head tilting left and right while she nursed that cock, kissing the meat seemed to nurse a fad wad of precum from the head. \"You like that smell too, I guess, nothin' like lil' cottonboy's baby powder smell.\" He'd sigh and cup her hair, hands on both sides of her head so big they grip her head, pinning her little ears back and grind his cock against her nose and lips, length rolled up and down, soft musk and creamy texture of the ooze, combined with the completely black, shiny, pointed cock and it's heat, head was presented to her mouth with a nudge, and a push, ursine's nuts tensing when he mashes into little full lips of hers and he groans. \"Yeah, suck my dick... Your boy doesn't quite love the cock like you do... Never underestimate a woman's love for a big piece of sweaty meat.\" He'd laugh, even as he pumped her head on the tip, pushing her lips deeper, forcibly, less ceremonial cocksucking, and guiding her lips up and down the pole, going deeper down a cock that she had to open pretty jaw, and stick out that tongue to get it deeper than it's first few inches.\n\nKoppa would stare up with smeared facefur, her cheeks matted up with wet streaks, the tufts of overhanging hair on her face laded with wet beads of the smelly stuff. Her nose twitched and she gave a deep sigh when he mentioned to her about the aroma, eyes poised up from the camera gradually till they met with his, her tongue resting against the base, lips softly kissing away. \"You fucked him today?\" She asked, feeling that lump fill her throat again, not really wanting to know the answer, even with the curiosity biting away at her insides. How could her boyfriend trade her for this.. Wonderful mast of shining black dick, this pole of delicious masculinity? She pondered it as her lips were spread open, tongue nursing over finely shaped pricktip, slurping down a beam that had been resting inside, cheeks concave as she suckled on it like an ice-pop, still flicking her wrist over the base of the spitsoaked shaft.\n\nMike Rollins sighed, as he had her suck, yeah, her mouth and face, so hungrily tending to the cock, yeah, he just smiled at her, making her suck at the tip, bob deeper, the nursing of the head made him groan just a bit and ease her head back a bit, tugging of that meat made a nice wet sound, glistening pubes below the pinky and palm of her hand working up and down had the bruin easing back, massaging, rubbing. \"You're so inquisitive, diligent, I wonder why you even need to know the answers? I bet you just like the idea of this dick in you... That's right. You might get my cock in you... In your pussy. Might.\" Sure, the bear could talk to her like that, degrade her like that because she was sucking his cock, and he would hold her hair like a handle, and work her lips up and down in a smooth fashion, before he pushed her head up and held her still, dick sinking into her mouth, slowly, deeper, until the sensation of that cleft tip to her throat was there, head twisting left, right, and then the meat was bent just as much as it could be, into her throat, lips travelling those panicing last few inches before her nose and lips rest in those wet pubes, the aroma of that meat was hypnotizing her, even up until he said. \"Mn... Yeah I fucked him today. Begged me to. I told him I had some place to be, and he spread his cheeks like a little bitch, nailed him just before I came... He didn't even cum, just purred like a fuckin' kitten when I emptied my load up his butt. Prolly still fingerin' his little fag ass, and suckin' it off his fingers, while he jacks his load over and over in the hotel...\"\n\nKoppa found herself torn as the bear spoke down to her like this, hear ears going a little limp with each biting word said, eyes lidded further as he described the debauchery that had happened less than an hour before she had her lips sealed about him. She swapped hands while she had the chance, laying the one soaked in warm ballsweat at the base of his dick to give it a toasty rub and squeeze, thumbtip rolling along the underside of the turgid pole. Other paw, soaked in wet precum and sticky saliva cupped at his weighty coinpurse balls, spreading the sweaty fur lining apart with delicate digits, stroking and squeezing it. It wasn't the prospect of being slammed full of this massive dick that had her drooling from both her mouth and pussy though, it was the cringe-worthy vision that flooded her mind of her lover spreading his spunked up butthole wide for the dick now wedged deep into her throat. She gagged in response, wet phlegm hugging the flesh and making passage even easier, twitching pink nose finding a cosy home within his stinky pubic thatch. She inhaled deeply, head turning light as she was swamped with the stench of his manhood, throat positively bulging by now. Fingers about his prick uncurled, laid flat across his stomach to stroke and scratch, begging, pleading for more details!\n\nMike Rollins groaned, dick in her throat left there for a moment or two, throbbing, softening just a bit until the gag, and he'd groan once more, twitch spat pre down her gullet. \"Fuck... Your boy gags a lot... Gets my cock rearing to go instantly, throat massaging on my cocktip like that. ...But you're a little cocksucking queen, like getting a massage with your little mouth working it. Does it make your pussy wet knowing you've never seen your boy as hard as I've seen him? He ever told you he was straight?\" He would grin at her, and hold her head, hand on the top of her head making her lips bob deep, gag, and suck at the base of that black pole, lips pulled up and down. Perhaps not until he was making her face sheen with sweat, and his cock was pulled from her mouth, rested against her lips. \"Yeah, think about that... Just who belongs to who...\" He'd sigh, cockhead twitching, rhythmically, as if he was going to cum down her throat, tip occasionally letting out a gooey roll of precum, thicker than before.\n\nKoppa could feel the clinging saliva dribble from her well-fucked lips, pour down her throat and across breasts, wet beads landing across her modest cleavage. The teenage sweetheart of this male's bitch was clad in a chest-hugging white tanktop, her shapely legs hugged by stonewash denims which flared at the base, covering feet almost wholly. The hand massaging his steamy nuts had been absent for the last minute or so of his throat-pounding, having unbuttoned those tight jeans to ease below, helpless and needy lapine slut frigging herself senseless as she was expertly used - trained to love this shining monolithic prick. With a deep gulp she was freed, nostrils flaring as she took her first proper breath for a while, the intake making her cough and spit more bubbling saliva from her mouth. She was a picture now, deepthroating her boyfriend often left her a little flustered and messy about the lips, but nothing as messy and degrading as this. She supped at the leaking tip gently, kissing over it with plenty of tongue, like a young thing learning how to french kiss for the first time, swirling it this way and that to drain the shaft of the salty solution. \"How often do you meet?\" She gasped out eventually, peering up almost cross-eyed to the peak of his hard shaft, letting her lips rest at the base, tongue probing at his sticky sheathflesh, kissing that equally as lovingly. Hot little twat drooled with arousal, though she neglected to admit it. \"How did it start?\" She wanted to know it all.\n\nMike Rollins grinned, leaning up, hands on her head were both there, ruffling hair and brushing it back to grip, twisting her mouth back, little low sigh had his hips spread, boggy nuts were steamed no doubt in her eyes, humid sacs pushed into her mouth, one at a time, both jaw opening, together, cheek stuffing, no way to avoid teeth on either heavy sac, felt through flesh was smooth silky cream in plumpness of those nuts, cleaning fur and flesh as she was kept down there, and ears peeled back to listen. \"Little bitch boy of yours was making eyes at me when he first set in the gym. It didn't take but until the next day for me to see him in the locker room, even pulling his asscheek apart for me. Whatever you gave him wasn't enough, and I turned his little ass out in the showers, could've swore I was fucking a girl too, the way he squealed...\" He'd groan. \"I bet you need the same, hm? Someone to use you like a toy. To mould you into what a bunny should be. I can smell your pussy-stink from up here. You want me to stab it... you can't wear a condom.... Maybe I should start up your little asspipe too, bunnygirl, break you in and move in... your boy and you might make fun little party favours if I decide to have a party here too... Anyone could cram under your little fluffy tail and empty up in there.\"\n\nKoppa felt her heart sink as he recalled their first meeting, knowing full well that it was after returning from the gym that things had started to go sour between the two of them. Spitstreaked face looked up, pale blue eyes had their vision obscured by his shining black length, moreso when she was fed those sweaty nuts. Mouth willingly opened, lips straining to ease each rounded testicle inside, wet tongue swiping between them over and over as she gulped and swallowed down the moisture that clung to thick fur. There was something sickeningly addictive about being spoken to like that, and at this moment she felt that she could quite happily bask in this degrading chatter for as long as he could keep it up, especially if he were to move in. Balmy paw stroked and rubbed over his shaft roughly, easing sheathfur back to stroke at more sensitive reaches. He was right of course, even as she examined and explored the contours of his massive dick with her fingers, thoughts were flooding through her head about what it would be like to get nailed by it - filled and bred with it. Could she really toss her condoms to one side, where her boyfriend had used them so often in the past, a stickler (or so it seemed) for safety.\n\nMike Rollins sighed, gripping her ears and hair and pulling her up, guiding, he would tug at her hips and once she was hip level with that cock, it was throbbing, veiny, her face leaving it, the air became less humid, musky, bear grinning at this fact. With the fresh breath of air, she might be able to think more clearly, but his cock, unprotected, demanded it be bred properly, and he would stroke it slowly. \"Let me see your pussy, bend over and show me.\" Bear sighed, and leaned up just enough for his cock to bob, precum spitting onto the ottoman his feet moved up onto, bunny'd have to lift her ankles up to get out of the way, and he'd probably lift a leg to stop her. \"Turn around and let me see your ass. I'll fuck you like I fuck your boy, an ass with no face, but a squealing little voice... We'll see how much alike you to get your fuck on..\" He'd sigh, and the wet sound of his hands massaging his nuts, rubbing at his perineum, and palming the top of his dick, smearing in precum at the head. \"Squat, bunnybitch.\" Same tone she heard in that video, she was really doing just what the bear wanted. Was this how her boyfriend felt?\n\nKoppa semi-reluctantly turned about and eased her knees into the long chair, head following down into the warm cushions below, the room about her blotted out in darkness. Ears still hung very limp and lifeless as she surrendered herself entirely, reaching back with shaking paws to grip at her jeans and underwear with fingers and thumbs, peeling those sweet lacy things down her plush thighs to let them fall about her knees. Soft bottom thrust up into the air with little else to show, arms down by her sides. Her puffed up pussylips glistened with moisture, great clinging beams of the stuff spread between her inner thighs and matted lips, perfect little pucker hidden away between short and downy white fuzz - nestled in the shadow of her cottonpuff tail. It wearily gave a little jump as he spoke down to her again, the ringlet visibly giving a twitch in response.\n\nMike Rollins sighed, beefy frame leaned over her now and gripped her asscheeks, both huge mitts tugging, spreading, pucker pulled apart to see, and with a rough tug, his hot breath felt over it, nose brushing under that tail. A little snuff from his nose had tongue dancing out over that bud, and thick middle finger squashing to pucker with the overly sloppy amount of drool left in her crack, middle finger mashed up in her, twisting, cramming, and pushing until her ass was full of the thick digit, like two of her own. It wasn't until that fat piece of meat, completely unprotected, and perhaps, one of the few she'd had completely unskinned peel into her little cunt, those sloppy, stringy lips making a lewd sound of air squeezing out round that meat, angle while the other hand cupped her butt from below, slapped down on left asscheek, and tugged her hip with a rough force that packed her pussy up until the head hugged cervix, his hips squishing left, right, heavy weight behind her and his low, crooning groans over her shoulder, pulling her ears back and sighing into them with hot breath. With his cock pulsing to the beat of his heart, so hot, warm, gooey it would lube up her pussy, the idea that the bear'd already made her pregnant could be felt in the heat, creamy pre-sperm so much hotter than the dick he forced to the base inside, testing the limits of her poor little pussy. \"Fuck yeah... listen to your fuckin' twat... so hungry..\" And as if to accent on it, hand on her ears slid forward, cupped under her throat and pinned her back to his, that much taller that only his lower back and hips rolled, nuts spanking her muff from the front and that slick, textured middle finger sawing in and out of her little asscrack. \"Cum on my dick, bunny, cream it up..\" He viciously spoke into her ear, cupping her throat tight, just pushed his dick in, and he was already stirring up her pussy.\n\nKoppa thought that he was squeezing that hard prick into her little pucker as that finger eased inside of her, all that steamy and slippery bunnyflesh rolling over each knuckle as it sunk inside, tailhole twitching around its girth as it was gobbled up. Sweet lapine slut turned her head to the side and let out a long restrained sigh, that slowly peaked into a squeal as his unprotected dick eased into her hot little cunt, silken lips spreading over the tip tightly, soaking it through with clinging bunnycream. There was an internal struggle as she tried to figure out just what was going on back there, her stomach tying up into a knot as beams of clinging precum were tossed back into the wettest depths of her juicy breeding tunnel. She would have cried out some expletive, or shrieked louder still if he hadn't grabbed her ears right there and then, the greedy little slut grinding her hips back roughly as they were taken into his hand, mashing that messy little slit right up across his sweatsoaked sheathfur, rolling heavy nuts across her blushed up mound. Deeper inside yet, her hot little babymaker twitched away, flooded for the first time with fertile prespunk, jumping at the inside heat as it drummed and pattered across the back of her womb. \"Nnnnngghhh!\"\n\nMike Rollins perched his big foot up on the stool beside her hip, and the spank of heavy nuts against her pussylips would smash to her mound, fat, black dick she'd been gagging on a bit earlier was now as deep as it could go in her, stirring up her pussy like it was a sopping fabric. Thin, tender, his raging prick tore it up with each time he tensed his hips inside, asscheeks clenching and dick spitting pre-sperm into her until it would build up pressure and pour out, her panties soaked now with a translucent column of goo that pours off her sopping little frig-nub. Pussy was surely never stretched so far, and even with that tight, liquid-made seal lubricated beyond compare, the bear would still have that pussy occasionally queefing a little with his tip as deep as he could go, soft sweaty mat of pubic fur moistening between her cheeks to match, the fucking her little pussy got, even with that cleft tip just railing her ruthlessly. He would reach from ears to her chin, lips to the side of her head, panting, talking. It would be a moment, because he'd play her like an instrument. When she wasn't moaning enough, fingers tugged out of her butthole and swabbed underneath, middle finger and ring both pumping that little curved hole, massaging at tight, untextured walls that clung like superheated rubber. \"Yeah... This is how you belong. Mindless, you're my girl now. Mine. I told your boyfriend the same, little faggot squealed like this...\" And middle and ring fingers crammed deep up that ass, curling and uncurling while he would just stretch cervix, holding to that tight ring of muscle in her pussy. By the time he was done, tip would have it open enough for him to just pour seed right in her belly. Swimming with jizz and heat, she'd have bear cubs in no time to pop out.\n\nKoppa's high squeals soon descended into thick, lusty groans of pleasure, teeth grinding together as the tapered fuckspear jammed up across her rubbery cervix, this brand new feeling of a blisteringly hot pole unloading prespunk into her body was something else, something she could really get used to. She wondered if her boyfriend had ever pleaded with Mike to wear a condom before battering his plush little bottom with this monster-dick, or was he hooked on the first try like she was? Thoughts such as these drifted through her mind only temporarily, soon hammered out by the viscous slamming of her poor little bunnycunt - lips and tiny clitty glowing deep pink as those pendulous testes battered against them, glistening as a torrent of spunk and bunnycream glazed their surface, pouring great ladders of liquid down her trembling thighs. She reached back blindly with a paw, grabbing his thigh. \"Unnnck! F.. Fuck.. Fuck! Fuck!\" She could only spit out expletives for quite some time, before gutturally groaning. \"Fuckin' breed me!\"\n\nMike Rollins looked down at her from behind, tilting her head back, looking into her eyes as he nailed her. \"Look at me you lil' cumtoy, move those hips. Yeah, this isn't your boyfriend's dick. It's mine. ...Just like you. You're mine now, that little pussy is all mine.... Nng, this too.\" He'd interrupt, finger nudging duos against her ass, coated in dick-drool and his tongue lapping her lips and chin, coating them in a crude layer of saliva, his huge muzzle and hand holding her head like a handle from at her throat and side of her head, sensation of tiny pink lips gripping and tugging up and down that black meat might have made him cum if not for how he wanted her to, wanted her to break any and all taboos, drooling hungry pussy knotted and make her squirm and kick, the bruin wanted her to know she was all his, these high-school sweetheart's life was turned upside down from a slutty little twink such as her boyfriend, and a sub little cumslut of a girlfriend in disguise, bear just ramming hips to hips, each stab of fat tip squeezing jizz out of her pussy, soon to be his heavy load right up against that womb, his nuts just clapping to her little trimmed cunt.\n\nKoppa mouthed and kissed desperately at the face pressed to the side of hers, pushing pretty little tongue across his wide one, slurping at his tastebuds, his cheeks, eventually giving up to allow her face to be abused, thick strings of saliva gathering at her chin and dripping to the chair below. Her mouth was slightly agape as she panted and whined at the deep, thundering fuck behind, eyes squinted shut as the thick bulge of his dickmeat rubbed squarely across her most sensitive spots, the cum-hungry little bitch squealing as she rolled her hips up, pressing soft buttocks squarely against his thighs. She shuddered as she came, the sensations and thoughs swimming through her body driving her absolutely nuts - she could feel the heat of his dick so clearly defined in her tight little lapine pussy-channel, and the telltale squirts of prejizz sticking up her deepest depths.. Toes curled and uncurled as she rode it out, lips searching for some of his fingers to wrap around - tight little sphincter squeezing about his other pair.\n\nMike Rollins met her little mouth with 3 full digits, licking her nose from between eyes to the tip, as he chuckled breathily, his huge hand pumping a duo of fingers squeezing taut into that ass, her second orgasm would clamp to that cock, and he would speed up, her little ass jiggling no doubt. The bruin would grin just some, eyes barely open to the side of her head now, fingers stretching taut that little round indent between her asscheeks, even as she breathlessly huffed, and whined, he would cram those fingers deep, fingertips rolling over the back of her palette, video camera recording the whole thing, details such as the black piece of meat that looked way too big for her little cunt just railing to the base, bending from time to time before it straightened out in the last second and a wet squeeze of her cunt gripped him. the warm surge of something could be felt from the base, different from each time his dick kicked in her belly, that fuckstick pulling back on numb pussylips with a wet, sloppy 'pop', growing knot now seething with heat of that throbbing blood, as it inflated, and mashed between her pillowy cheeks, even with her little pucker clenching tight, the shiny rim of that backside clenching tight, he would grin, hips nailing, pounding her cumming, clenching juicy hole, the puddle of their love-goo on the floor between their legs was only matched by how the bruin's mussy lap was making her asscheeks moist, scent and moisture of his chest and stomach over her back was vibrating. \"Mmn fuck.... Can't wait to knock you up, little slut, you wanna be pregnant with my cub?\" Bear tugged fingers out, to listen to her reply, his teeth in her neck gripping tight and holding her stiff, just railing that huge dick into her until she was fucked like an animal.\n\nKoppa slobbered and kissed over his fingers, all of her whined and squeals muffled as she passed her tongue over each digit in turn, trying to suck them back to choke messily over them. Creamy little pussy didn't seem to want to stop clenching and fluttering as it was banged so thoroughly, the expanse of silky white fur about her spread-wide cunt now glistening with moisture, the crest of her pink gash dribbling with their combined efforts. She wondered if every single messy fuck was like this with Mike, now fully understanding why her sweetheart was so enamoured with his fat, knotted dick, her insides twitching over his throbbing tip each time the bulbous fleshy breeding bulge plucked its way from her twat with a slick pop. Maybe it was just the first time he fucked you that got you addicted, or maybe this was just a taster of things to come. She shuddered, squeaking out some sort of positive response as fingers drew away from her glossy spitsheened lips, dimpling her cheeks. One orgasm rolled into another, bulging bear-girth training her body up to accept new heights of pleasure, delicate pink petals smothered in her cum, drawing long sticky lines between their gyrating, thrusting bodies.\n\nMike Rollins speared her little puss deep, and with a pair of clamping hands, one fishing under for her clit, which her molested roughly, thumbing, gripping, flicking, rubbing, pulling on that nub until it was swollen and aching, and she would jerk in his grip, bouncing from the blatant attention to her most sensitive parts while his dick stirred up her insides. A nice firm mash, bulb was hot, huge, throbbing, beating to his heartbeat and he kept going, twisting left and right and making that pussy bubble up with pressure, hips laid down on top of her with the weight of his thighs and inside with the squishy fat prick, bulb forced into tiny puss and he would sigh, eyes almost rolling when he came, a look she couldn't get to see with his meat bottomed out in her, blasting hot shot after shot into her womb, flooding it with jizz and her poor tummy meant to keep it all. The bruin would turn her almost so the camera could see, knee lifted with his huge hand cupping suddenly from behind, underneath, lapine legs wide and that heavy, honey-dripping pair of nuts against her pussy was so tight, the lapine now broken to his will, and full of his potent, strong-scented jizz, the same jizz he'd push her face into to lap off the carpet, minutes from now, as dick lurched in her belly, coating up her walls.\n\nKoppa let out a creaking groan as her red-blushed pussynub was fingered and tugged at, hopping her hips back against his to squeeze his slippery breeding knot deep into her dripping-wet cooch, soft silken folds squeezing about that fat bulb as it settled down inside of her and began to pulse. Pointed tip rested flat against her rubbery little cervical ring, the contrast between his searing precum and sticky, clinging, virile spermwad now became painfully obvious to her as beam after beam pattered across the back of her womb, making her stomach heave as she bent over like a filthy breeding bitch to take every last drop - mashing her sweaty buttocks and ruffled cottontail across his hips, whining as she was thoroughly bred. There was no way she could go back to Josh's puny little prick after this, her body belonged entirely to Mike, her pussy was his to use as he saw fit.. Her ears, paws, mouth, tits.. Even the twitching pucker that sat flat across his pubic mound could be taken if he wished, the cheating skank would happily lose her virginity to his fat, throbbing tool. The well fucked bunny shifted in place, turning to eye the ever watchful camera lens, knowing that her sweetheart would soon be watching this act of debauchery, and probably get off on it, whacking his little boner while Mike stuffed his fluffy bottom. \"Nnnghhff.. Fuck.. Fuck.. Fuck!\" Was all she managed to squeak out after some time, squirming on the floor with a cunt full of bearknot.\n\nMike Rollins grinned down at her, that huge bulbous knot in her pussy was tugging, pulling at her peach, cock twitching in her little belly, and pulling her pussy all around from the inside, hips tugging back from time to time even as it made his dick lurch, was made simply so she would squeak, sob, or squirm, turning on the ottoman with his hand to her head, pinning it to the side. With huge fingertips pushing in it, he would grind his hips, and sink those fingers deep into her little maw, tormenting her just a little bit more when he would lean down and whisper into her ear, nose and lips in the slipper. \"Goddamn girl, I can feel your cervix almost give in right.... there... yeah, FUCK yeah...\" He would mash his hips up hard and with that, another spunky shot in her, where normally a girl would have told him no, it hurts, too big, or ouch, bunny never said a word, and he bit his lip, fucking his little breeding belly hard and making sure he got some hard use out of it, and would be, for the next small amount of time. It felt like hours, and it was 30 minutes, his hard dick inside, banging against her back and stomach, tormenting poor cervix and even puss sloshing with jizz now, his hand reaching under from time to time to grip her tummy harshly, and spank her asscheek, those pussy and cock scented fingers that he made her suck and gag on for a while were sopping wet when he crammed them against her asshole, two fingers sliding in deep, little virgin pucker teased, even if it was with huge fingers stuffing her backdoor like a toy.\n\nKoppa had up to this point thought that the very idea of a knotted prick was absurd, it was something found on exotic creatures and sex-hungry mutts who needed a hand to concentrate on breeding their bitches instead of getting distracted and rutting something else. Now she had a thick, slimy breeding bulb trapped inside of her slippery, dripping, quivering pussy - she would never in a million years give this sensation up - the pressure built up in her hindquarters. The constant gushing of fresh spunk for a solid half-hour. The agonising strain that reminded her of her place every time prickflesh was drawn back just a little too far, making her cuntlips buckle and turn deep pink in frustration. Soft little mound glistened with moisture, fur all oily and matted with the paths of errant fingers drawn through her pubic fuzz, his thick scent clinging to her thighs and tummy, her rounded bottom that mashed firmly across his stomach - tail giving little twitches as she laid out and obediently took every last drop of his fertile load. Words were beyond her as she nursed at his paw, sweeping slick pink tongue between digits, beneath nails and along each fat finger, sucking needfully at each tip as they passed between her lips, the bunnywhore looking a state with saliva and prespunk drawn across her delicate, girly features - forehead matted with sweat, each cheek sporting big furrows where she had been grabbed and twisted.. Little bitch wasn't dumbfucked though, each stinging word he poured into her lobes hit home - velveteen fuckglove squeezing about his hard prick with each syllable.\n\nMike Rollins ceases the grinding of that dick in her, as it gradually began to soften, the big bruin would grip her ears and tug, head kicking back, and slowly stroking either from base to tip in his huge hands gingerly, rubbing those velvet insides with his fingers, he tugged on the tip of either ear and pulled them back over her head, hips rotating, dick kicking in her belly, his hips slowly tugging but not pulling out... And with a slow motion, the bear pulled back, both hands leaving her ears slowly to pull on the ottoman, and with that, ass pointed directly up against the camera, his huge ass there, hunched over, before he promptly stood up, no warning, and no announcement, pussy made to blast out what messy bubbling squirting cum it could, because it brewed in her belly long enough, what wasn't sloshing, trapped in her womb would be swinging around while he sighed at her, and bit one of those teeth into his mouth, sloppy, huge dick mashing between her asscheeks, testing little hopping power from her legs in that tender butthole, stabbing a few times with the thick tip, just to test how coherent she was. If not, ears or little else, the bear wouldn't be surprised, but the awareness might coax him to be even rougher down the road. \"Mnf... Look at this fuckin' gusher... Time to test this little ass a bit. Not going home until I get some ass... since your boy ain't around, yours might be better.\"\n\nKoppa rumbles away on the ottoman, screwing her face up as he tugs that fat breeding knot from her creamed up little love-lips, for the first time feeling the slick drip and dribble of a thick load spilling over them, pouring down along pink-lipped crease to gather at her rubbed-raw clit, spilling out across carpet and seat alike. She groans in return, pushing her bottom up almost instinctively to keep his virile load nice and secure inside her body - most likely sweeping her sweaty little bottom up along his dick in the process, making that first testing jab of her guts all the deeper, tight puckered tailhole squeezing and kissing over his cummy dicktip as he tests it out. \"Hunnnghh.. F.. Fuck. You really did it huh?\" She whimpers, only half-coherent she she fudges her words, reading back to push fingers through her matted crotchfur and down along drenched thighs, raking them through the damp fuzz. \"Awhh.. Sh.. Shiiiitt.. Ah.. Nnh.. Don't.. Not too hard..\"\n\nMike Rollins was slick in that hole, slippery, sweaty butthole spread with fingers, bear would sigh, popping cocktip out, barely entered, for his nose to mash into that pucker, snuff hard, breathing in that scent and digging his tongue in that butthole with a vicious muscular lap and prod. Poor pucker was stretching with that powerful muscle, leaving behind honey from his mouth, so much slobber oozing down her gooey peach from his tongue dug inside she could tell how hungry he was from the sensation of it rolling through fur. Big hand of his slid down, spanked sore, gaping puss, where hole would be a dark little entrance, little marshmallow puff of cum held inside with a little air bubble would show from minorly gaping entrance, the smell of that used pussy was always nice, little clit given a flicker-rub and tap with his finger. \"Too hard what? Too hard dick, too much? You forgot what you just did now, fucktoy? You all belong to me. Gonna see what made your little boy turn into a fag, right the fuck now.\" He rumbled in her ear, sweat dripping off his head while he perched up on tiptoes, right up at the camera, her cheeks wide with knees on either side of the ottoman, and poor girl had ass up to keep from that being a huge, pouring spot on the carpet of stinky jizz, instead it was gonna be deposited in her, held in her belly. \"My little ass now,\" Bear tugged her ears hard and arched her chin up. \"You fuckin' understand? This is how I make your boy want this dick more. Show him his girl has more places to put it.\" That fat uncut dick was poking, yeah, she could feel it, the meat stretch slow, and peel his foreskin back over the head slowly, her pucker was being used, virgin hole was spreading slowly over the head, bear's chest holding her flat to the cushion.\n\nKoppa curls her toes and finds a loose fold of cushion to stuff between her lips and gnaw on, grinding teeth into the fabric in a pitiful attempt to stop herself from crying out in pain. Her pretty bunny boyfriend had asked her a number of times to ram her lubed up fingers into his tight pucker, but he only ever cooed and writhed in pleasure, firing off a little jet of bunnyspunk as she rubbed at his prostate.. No such luck for her though, feeling her slippery, well tongued sphincter stretched about Mike's fat fuckstick, feeling it peel back his wet foreskin and reluctantly give way to seemingly endless inches of it - the sensation of it bought salty tears to the corner of her wincing eyes, her little cottonball tail twitching and flicking around wildly as she was sunk into. Little fuckpet jumped on the sofa as her ears were grabbed a hold of, mouth gaping and dropping its quarry as she was lifted back, a fat string of drool and wet bearsperm clinging to her face as it was presented. Thighs squeezed together almost reactionarily, soft white asscheeks clenching about his fat dick, milking it over as those soft velvety earlobes went limp as a rag.\n\nMike Rollins groaned, her ass kept right close up on that camera, virgin butthole made to swallow up dick far bigger than tiny pussy could take, and it was so hot, so sloppy, fat cock twisting while he shifted hips left and right, using her asshole like he did her cunt, a tug of her ears and his hips stabbed down deep, knot hugging that pucker and giving it a teasing stretch, his huge hand sliding between her hips. \"Mmn fuck... nothing like a virgin little hole... I think your boy's fuckhole'd been run up in before me, his ass opened up like butter. Sure your boy wasn't getting dick on the side the whole time you were with him?\" He spoke into that ear, letting go so she heard him, his dick ploughing her pucker, it was so thick, band of muscle on the outside hungry around that black meat, while he filled her belly, that dick stirring up bunny belly, fingers finding her hood and peeling it back, just so he could rub and massage her clit just a bit, swabbing it with his middle and thumb, pinching it flat, hips standing up so while he balanced on his tiptoes, the sloppy sensation of uncut meat rolling back and forth, pulling silky flesh of that ass hard each time it tugged out, and forced to spread around each time he stabbed back in, dick so hot she could feel it in her tummy, dancing, jumping, bobbing in her ass. So smooth, bear seemed better in her butthole than puss, angle was a little higher, mashing puss and inflated womb full of musky bearjizz to squirt out thin strings that dribbled off of her gradually sloppier clit. \"Mmn... can't wait to record your butthole spewing wads too.\" The bear mumbled a bit, and slid that dick out, thumb in one of her cheeks spreading hard, to see if she'd gape just a bit yet. Mike did her just like her boyfriend... Teeth in her nape, biting, kissing, tugging at flesh there.\n\nKoppa had already resigned herself to being this big, gruff bear's little piece of fuckmeat some time ago. Her wet little pussy belonged to him, his steaming load of bearspunk gently throbbing and pouring from her stretched blush-red petals each time his fat dick-knot kissed against her bottom, the wads of wet sperm making an barely audible splat across the carpet beneath, the sound obscured by the slapping and whudding of strong hips smashing into her little lapine frame. Knees bent, those curled toes and the soles of her feet mashing into the back of muscular bear-thighs, nails raking through dark fuzz as she was pounded into, her lower body shaking with the force of his fucking. Seemed that Mike had a thing for butts as much as her faggot of a boyfriend did, that brief flash of video she had watched earlier beginning to swim back into her mind's eye, half listening to the verbal assault Mike was spitting into her ears as she recalled the shrill whine and groan of her beloved as his bottom was spread wide by Mike's gorgeous breeding bulb. Her upper body began to rock and lurch, the pathetic little slut gasping for breath as he began to cum once again, (countless now) squeezing down over the fat pole rammed between her soft and silky cheeks, her little cunt trembling as fingers rubbed and rolled over her diminutive clit, arcing great shocks of pleasure through her limbs. Perhaps it was the sensation of being ploughed in her little rectum that made her so hot, or the slobber drooling over her neck, down her cunt and across her face.. Maybe (and most likely) it was the fact that she was being filmed the whole time, her nudity drank in by camera lens, her holes freshly gaping and dribbling wet seed-rich spunk, the inevitable impregnation of her little teenage snatch by Mike, that controlling adult, schooling her in the arts she'd come to master for him.\n\nMike Rollins groaned, his hips cramming on down back in her and he pulled on her chin. \"Nngh, god, fuck, did you just fuckin' cum, first time in your ass, look at your fucking asshole, look at that.\" And a tug back of an ear to peer at the LCD twisted back so he could see, was showing her asscheeks, purple cheeks not with white athletic legs over it, but for the first time, so she could see, a big pair of hairy nuts, shaggy asscheeks and muscled thighs, so huge, that black dick disappearing into her asshole. Something she may not have never expected to see herself, sure she was Mike's, but now she was watching it, her hole was his, pussy was gaping, and puff of cum sat at the entrance, bubble keeping it inside to slosh around still. She could just watch it now, something she didn't realize before, that huge knot, and it was massive, to imagine, her pussy took that and she came on him, she came for him, a stranger, and not her lover for the past odd years of her life, she was getting off more with an afternoon, demeaning fuck in her puss, and now virgin bunny butthole, her cottontail visible on the other side of that mammoth dick pulling out so she could see the hole try to close up and push out precum in a thick sheet over her pussyfur. With a waddling over her, big bear would groan a few times relaxingly, pant, and that fucking meat-tip stabbed against her nose once, musk of that skinned-back black dicktip aimed for her mouth. \"Gag it down, to the base. You like the smell of that assfuck baby? You can do this too when I do your boy... Yeah...\" Hand gripped her hair, jostled about a bit, before he curled black dick down her gullet, and made her gag, and milk that foreskin back and forth just a bit, all in range of the camera's hungry eye.\n\nKoppa watched with big, blue glassy eyes at the little LCD screen, barely able to make out any details from this distance, and with tears bubbling up to blur her vision further. It was unmistakable what was there though, that fat black pole sliding from her backside to leave both tender bunnyholes gaping, steaming, twitching and begging for more from that knotted beardick. It was only when the very same prick was mashed between her gaping lips did the bun' realise that Mike had moved to get spitshined again, diligently rocking his piece down into the back of her throat with a muted whine of pleasure, rolling her little pink tongue-muscle over the goopy head, kissing across his bulging knot just as her little bottom had a few moments ago. That massive dick was too much for her to gulp back cleanly though, great rolls of wet, glistening foreskin bunching up at her lips, spit and precum smothering her lips once again, painting her face like a whore's. Lapine slut gagged and sucked, finally closing her eyes, nuzzling her floppy ears and head into his palm as she made her best attempt at deepthroating that beast of a cock.\n\nMike Rollins groaned, the bear rolling that little set of bunny ears against his belly, his sweaty nuts n' prick just nuzzled into her face. When they poured down his cock and nuts, humping her face and throat like it was her pussy, his smeared, sopping pubes just squishing when her nose seeped into them, he would chuckle down at her. \"Oh baby, yeah don't cry baby, this dick tastes good doesn't it? It's not bad... yeah baby, nod your fuckin' head yes.\" He made her, sensation of the bear's foreskin peeling back and tugged forward as it slid out of her throat, and inside, bear just rode her face, smell of his dick was so pungent, and fresh from her ass, the bruin could only be humiliating her. \"You should know... even your little fag fucker boyfriend doesn't suck dick from his ass. What'jyou like about it, hm? What makes you wanna blow this dick straight from that little virgin hole, hm?\" He pulled cock out of her mouth, to gain a much-needed gasp of breath, slobber running from her face kept his cock stiff, long as he could humiliate her and keep her aroused. \"Say it to the fuckin' cam.\" He dickslapped her, brief slap to make her watch the LCD.\n\nKoppa gasped wetly, taking a few moments to blink the tears from the eyes, and huff the sweat from her nose, head bowed slightly with sweat-matted hair sticking to her forehead and cheeks, great wet smears of various fluids turning her silken fur into a briar. Breathlessly, and with the sensation of Mike's fat piece knocking at the back of her throat still fresh in her mind, she murmured her reply. She unsteadily lifted a paw from beneath her bent-over figure, clasping around Mike's rod to firmly beat it off next to her face, half concentrating on it instead of the camera she had been directed towards. \"Mnhff.. It's a big dick.. Biggest I've ever seen.\" She kissed the side, rolling her tongue over it, struggling to even speak straight with her ears all caught up in his grasp. \"Unnhff.. Tastes like a man.. Sm.. Smells like one.\" She gasped, sucking on a nut, pushing nose underneath his sweat-soaked sheath, dousing her muzzle in it. Bunny spoke needfully, hornily to his dick instead of the camera, nuzzling that shaggy bear-crotch. \"Fucks like a man. Bare and hard and deeeepp.. Nnhh..\" Eyes darted to the camera, watching herself worship this foreign dick, love on its every curve, vein, and pump of precum.\n\nMike Rollins rumbled at her, that huge bear dick slapping her nose and lips, and with that, he stood up, walked around, slapped both asscheeks hard until they were nice and sore, fur matted, and her stinging buttcheeks filled up again, heat curling into those bowels, still so warm and brewing with precum, and by no means was that dick a good fit, it spread muscle wide again, and he fucked it hard. Oh, that foreskin was just milking his fat tip in that hole, while it could be felt tugging. Good bunny-bitch cleaned her virginity off that cock, proverbially, and the bear went to town on her. Cupping her chin, he would groan at her face, meaty ass bear-thighs were wide, and nuts spanked her pussy brutally, wet, cool, and clapping smouldering cunt. Spanking it until spit up chunky wads of jizz with a watery substance, pouring out now. Poor bunnygirl's asshole was gripping tight to that black dick, and he would, from time to time, keep hips deep, and buck hard, her assflesh, and thighs swinging forward with the force, tongue licking the side of her face, even as poor girl had her first ass-reaming. Bear wasn't pulling any punches. Something told her he was going to assfuck her, until her orgasm made him cum... he was just unreasonable like that. Not even a shower could take the smell of fuck off her, or the smell of cum out of the living room carpet any more at this rate.\n\nKoppa felt her head begin to grow fuzzy and heavy, the stink of dick now plastered over her twitching nose, so that with each breath she gulped down his pungent nut-funk. She lazily eyed at the camera, a pained expression on her face, one that her boyfriend would probably love to watch later on while he's nestling Mike's fat dick in his bubbly little bottom, milking it off as he guiltily indulges in his adulterous home-made porn. As far as she could tell though (or at least as far as she'd been told, truthfully or not) she had the upper hand on her cheating fag' of a boyfriend, that sloppy wet bunnycunt would put her above him in Mike's good books. Thoughts, schemes, anything intelligent was pounded from her head by this stiff length nailing her little back-door, fresh penetration and the slap-slapping of heavy bear-nuts against her drooling fuckhole just pushed her over the edge gently, her hot little twat flexing firmly about the remains of that sticky breeders-orgasm, hot little tailpipe following after with a hot flutter, wringing the dark flesh of his knotty beardick. \"Unnnhhmmhh.. Mh.. Mmhhff.. Fuck!\"\n\nMike Rollins was never taking it easy, and girls little asshole tugging at that black cock had him hanging his tongue out, holding her hair and blasting that knot against her asshole, tensing as it was, he would cram that bulb, and pull her hair back each time he did, knees bowing and him pushing, along with muscular, sweaty weight. With this, moments away, making the slut mindless under him, he would have her forever, attracted to his cock for however long he'd pull it out in front of her and get her addicted. she was soon to be something far dirtier, and the bear had it in his mind, she'd be perfect for it, even as his knot slipped past and her muscle was tied off with heat, cum blasting, seething in her tiny asshole, pouring jizz until it was flooding every bit of tunnel his dick wasn't, cum so warm and it felt as if it just kept going deeper, belly warm, uncomfortable, but tense of his cock would feel as if it was pulling her pussy up each time it jerked in her and spat cum into her virgin asshole, the tight pipe so smooth, elastic now, his knot just tugged and pulled, enjoying the flesh pulling open and closing slowly around his meat, but not a drop escaping. \"Now you're a butt slut, you liked it in there, hm? You like sucking that dick after it comes out your ass? I bet you do.. Cunt all stinky with jizz. You sure you'll raise those kids like yours, boy?\" It was odd to think he was talking to her boyfriend. And not the camera. But he walked out, his hand on his cock, smell of his cum and shiny hand around his cock, having watched it all in the hallway. Abusing her little greasy, sweaty asshole, he would reach over, and lift up the camera to point it at her face, recording what she looked like, caught her first fuck on film by her boyfriend, and over a foot of smelly bear dick raging in her asshole, a place she never let her bunny boy go. Now to him, the bear spread her ass, thumbing it apart slowly.\n\nKoppa stared up in dizzy shock, ears drooping either side of her face along with cum-streaked hair and truly messed up face, her cheek fur held together in big clumps, chin and lips smothered in spit she had either been drooling out, or saliva tugged from her throat by the fat prick that had been buried in her humid throat-pipe. She looked a wreck. She looked like she was in bliss - attached to this big stud's breeding stick and held on tight by the fat black bulb of his knot, feeling it stretch and tug at her pristine white-framed asshole, sweat-soaked tail-fluff tapping against the bear's tummy. She only very briefly dipped her big blue, glassy eyes to his dick to see what sort of fun he had been having on the side-lines, wondering just how long he had been in earshot, or even in view of their adulterous coupling. Had he been there right from the start, spanking his dick while Mike was showing her that video, slowly coaxing her into a heated fuck with his simple way with words? Maybe he ventured down-stairs half way through to find his boyfriend plugging his girlfriend's cooch? Eyes lifted back up, a vacant stare into a black-blue camera lens given as she concentrated wholly on the rapid-fire climax Mike was piling up in her guts, following on from the rapid orgasm his ass-pounding had granted her, the same one that had her knees knocking together moments earlier.\n\nMike Rollins hadn't burned up all the rope he had, the bruin chewed his lip some, tugged free from his mouth when sigh let out. With a shift, her ass jiggled under his hips and he would grind slow-like, it wouldn't take but a few moments for it all to set in. Boyfriend hadn't a tear in his eye, and girlfriend was too out of it to realize, but with Mike's panting filling the gap, and Josh the only one to have stood there with his face still, and hands trembling, Mike would lift his chin. \"C'mon boy, get your fag ass in gear.\" And Josh, head still, reached feverishly into his pockets, and tossed out the box. It rolled tumbled, and landed, black little box before her thigh. With a scoop of a meaty, slimy hand, he would open it up and toss the box aside, plucking out the contents, and staring at it, held slightly over his face, twisting for inspection. With a snap back of that head to her, he held it in front of her face and the camera, and waved it. \"Far be it from me, sugar, to interrupt such a momentous time... Looks like you're gettin' married, sugar.\" The ring was nice, it was her taste, it was why Josh worked late nights, it was why things got so out of hand... but now it was the reason why this cleft figure had his dick balls deep in his fiance's ass, and cum was soaking slowly into the walls while knot just throbbed to his heartbeat, the panting continued, and Josh just stood there, his cock half-erect, still dripping his generous amount of cum. A half-wit filled glance might even notice there was more cum there then when he'd ever fucked Koppa. That was just how their lives were, now.\n\nKoppa was mildly entertained by the sight of her now fiance's fingers and dick were smothered in a heavy load of semen, her nose twitching, barely able to tell it apart from the spunk smothered across her nose and lips. She didn't even register the ring until Mike spoke the magic M word, flicking her head back to try and focus on the item held in front of her, going cross-eyed for a second as she tried ti distinguish was it was. Silver band with an inlaid stone, the sort of thing she used to point at teasingly as the lovebirds careened down a street passing window displays full of engagement rings. Josh would definitely know what she liked, she'd hinted enough times, but only ever jokingly. She swallowed hard, feeling just how sore her throat was as the saliva and sperm ball ran down her well-fucked gullet. She managed a quiet, soft \"Neat.\" at the very idea of marriage, still bewildered as to what was going on, and which of the two men in her life was asking for her hand in marriage. With a situation this fucked up, and with a glorious bear-dick crammed in her ass like this she reasoned that it probably didn't matter - Mike would be pounding her either way, and Josh would be working as late as ever to help support the trio. Yeah, that's how it worked now. She lifted a hand up from underneath her chin and pushed a ring-finger into the air, stupid smile on her lips. Dumb slut.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Koppa enjoyed few things more than playtime with her boyfriend. Koppa often indulged in day-long stints of doing little more than indulging herself with his prick, hot and steamy sex that lasted for hours. Lately though things seemed to be off, Josh's interest in her was beginning to wane it seemed, and she couldn't be sure why - was it medical, psychological? She padded quietly about his house now, having tried and failed to get a rise out of him, watching in disdain as he chose to sit in front of the television and play video-games rather than fuck her this afternoon. Upstairs she sat down on his bed, flicking through a few magazines before popping his laptop open, scrolling through a few web pages before happening upon a video-player nestled at the bottom. She opened it to the filename "Our first porno" and felt her breath stolen. So it was some little bitch fucking her boyfriend, that's why he'd lost interest in her, getting his fun elsewhere! Furious, she played the file and watched in intently. The opening scene was one of that familiar bubble-butt spread wide by his fingers, something not so unusual, for Josh had been requesting ass-play more and more from her these days, so it wouldn't be unusual for him to be doing the same with some other bitch. The moment a spearhead prick loomed into view however, her mood suddenly changed from one of anger to shock - perhaps confusion? Tentatively she watched on, curious to see the rest..

Mike Rollins: Thick fingers milked that black cock, and sure, when Josh made a little sound, it was jealousy-tinting for anyone's eyes, much less his girlfriend, but low and behold, black spearhead just nudged those cheeks, it made him jump, tremble, pucker tensed, and his face was visible up his back, just over his surprisingly smooth little ass-cheeks and cotton tail. The ebony meat was big, bigger than what she might have expected, but in a combination of perhaps size, but shape, canine-pointed tip would mash the little hole, droplets of slick pre mashing it open before before long, brown fur and nuts grinding against the base, and oh, the sounds Josh made while those hips would bounce atop him, hand holding the back of his head with each ploughing thrust. It wasn't but 15 minutes long in varying speeds, depths and roughness, sound of hips and nuts slapping together before a growing knot was suddenly attached to the bottom of said black cock and the yowls that were let out echoed off the walls in the video, ass and thighs clenching, squirming, that husky voice cooing and talking dirty the whole time. "God damn... Listen to you squeal like a girl. Wonder what your girl thinks'a this..." And off it cut, video at a black screeen. Even without a face, she knew who was stealing her boyfriend's erection, his new 'school friend', and a big burly guy, Mike.

Koppa felt her stomach turn as she watched the filth unravel before her, scrubbing through the video at various points, only to feel more sickened and shocked at each point it played - her boy cooing sweetly at first penetration, the sight of his pucker being pounded away at, and the tell-tale tug and pop of a cum-covered breeding knot. Though it made her feel ill, she couldn't help but stare at it and gawk at the undeniably hot sight of her boy's pretty little butthole dripping with a load of fresh cum. Her cheeks burnt with embarrassment, through the humiliation of being cheated on, and the humiliation of being turned on so strongly by it. How could she possibly hope to confront her boyfriend with this, perhaps she could call Mike up instead and try and find out what had been happening and for how long. She always felt a little threatened by the bear, perhaps it was his stature, his confidence, his three years seniority over the two of them. Perhaps she felt sexually threatened by the brute deep down, somewhere subconscious she only just became aware of.

The phone call surely came next, and he was rather detached, complacent and easy to talk to over the phone. Perhaps it would be easier then it looked. But the feeling surely crept up on her when he'd requested a couple days, and Josh had been out. The times Josh came back and was sleepy, dazed, and sighing to bed beside her, every time was no doubt that bear's fault, and surely that might coax up some anger... But the days between, Josh'd been right here with her, smiling, talking, acting like things hadn't changed. All except Koppa hadn't had a cock in her for a little over a week and a half now, and when the door was knocked, and opened before Koppa could say come in, Josh at school and then work.... Mike stepped inside, taking off his coat, with tee and jeans on, black bag over his shoulder. "Mn, hey sugar, I haven't seen you in a bit. Glad you called me over to talk today." He'd talk as if normal, husky voice and low groan while he stretched some, all a clever amount of sensory overload. He was big, and the sounds of his groans were so easily tied to that video, jeans tight around his hips had the faint shape of his prick underneath... A fine specimen at the very least, of modern male masculinity.

Koppa trudged into the living room with a light scowl across her face, following the beast before her, only to turn to one side to fetch the disk of smut that had been laying around. She tossed it accusingly at Mike with a flick of her wrist, finally opening up with what she had wanted to ask, but had been too timid to over the phone. "So what's this?" She snapped, looking nervous and distraught, her tummy beginning to turn again as moments from the movie replayed in her mind, gulping down a lump in her throat as she sought for something else to say. "This isn't you and Josh, is it? Is it?" She stammered.

Mike Rollins rolled his tongue in his mouth, and smiled a bit, eyes rolling from her, up, and across the room, before he put a toothpick in his mouth and pulled out a camcorder from the bag, placed it on the table. He would tilt his head up, and fingertips ran through his hair, a rather nonchalant stance for someone who fucked her boyfriend right there on tape. "Must be pretty pent up. Josh told me all about your... lack of playtime, y'know. Really gets on your nerves sometimes, I bet. Like you need something I guess to take the edge off." He'd take the CD off the floor that she threw, and blow on it, rubbing at the fingerprint on it with his t-shirt, before opening the camcorder, and putting it inside, clicked closed and rested on top of the bag, a little click had a light lit up, the cold lens pointed at her, and the chair, partially. "I think you're just a little irritated. Sometimes people get frustrated and they want to lash out at people, and things." He'd lift his arms under, thick limbs peeling overhead, shirt tossed off onto the floor. "So some let me give you a little massage. It won't take long." He'd motion with his head, easing over to chair with a quiet step, seating himself down, belt jingling with the smile growing on his lips. Audacity to keep it there even as he pulled open the fly, but left that ebon treasure under the jeans for her to take out.

Koppa had already spied that fat black prick on film, and she would be telling herself a lie if she said she wasn't jealous of Josh for getting filled up by it. Her boyfriend was usually a hornball, and in passing there were times when they did little else than fuck the days away. He was however, just a teenage bunny, and had the assets of a teenager too, certainly nothing compared to the knotted beast that Mike had on offer. Nose twitched as she looked up with uncertainty, catching the ripe stink of masculine musk invading her nostrils. "I guess the best way to get revenge on a cheat is.." She began, hovering paws before belt buckle and boxers - peeling one away before the other, sliding clothes down to mid-thigh to behold first-hand what was being so graciously offered to her. She could feel that guilty arousal in her tummy rise up again, the same sickening feeling she had when she first watched that hard prick pound her boyfriend, her lover.. Could she really screw around with the guy who'd done that?

Mike Rollins was no doubt, not helping, with not a stich on below the jeans, her hand reached for boxers that weren't there, knuckles surely grazing pubes and musky, sheeny piece of black meat, swollen a bit, and resting between closed legs, opening up for tip to rest on the V of spread zipper, shaggy fur between his thighs was rich with that musk, and he reached with his thick fingers down, to slide middle and ring along her temple, before index curled around the base of an ear lightly and rubbed his thumbtip into it, massaging at the joint slowly, even as his cock throbbed in front of her. "That's it. Warm, isn't it? It's a little hot to the touch, you'll like the smell of the cum, I promise." Slick cock could make some reel back, but he would sigh down at her. "Kiss it. Go on." He waited until she was lips to the ebony flesh before smiling, tongue wetting his lips. "See, not so bad... You're a good girl... Don't let anyone tell you you're not a sweet lil' bunnyslut."

Koppa's personality would somewhat change as soon as the thumb was spread across her ear-base, her body visibly relaxing, eyes drooping for a moment before hazily peering up, her mouth slightly agape. She held her gaze as she leant forward, keeping eye contact as she lewdly spread her little pink tongue over the slippery shaft, her final lick of many slipping in to a soft, sensuous kiss for the pricktip, rolling wet tongue over its peehole as she sucked it down - far more forward and horny with the gentle presence of a thumb rolling over her ear. This was a little trick Josh knew all too well, and no doubt divulged to Mike in moments of sordid passion - perhaps the two were in league with each other, or perhaps Josh knew nothing of Mike's fresh plans to bed his needy little slut of a girlfriend?

Mike Rollins grinned, thumb eased from her ear while she was already kissing, tonguing, lapping, and slurping, it all worked to serve Mike's purpose. "So passionate, tongue rolling over a cock other than your boyfriends and look at how you do it. This's the first thing you've kissed in a week or so, Koppa-baby, and look at how you just clean that piss-slit of pre. Mn..." He sighed, more of it rolling up out of the tip, while she sucked, and he would coax her lips along it, holding her hair with that huge mitt, rather gingerly. "It's ok to blush, I bet your boy wouldn't say a thing about all this... I bet you'd get back at him perfectly... tender little cottonball would huff a little, and keep right quiet if he wanted more dick in his ass..." He'd chuckle just a bit, interrupted by a groan. "Mn... Don't see how your boy couldn't miss this... Or maybe you're just suckin' me better? Tell the camera you like my dick better." Without massaging her ear, this could turn her red, or make her curl with disgust in her actions, but the musk and heat of the thick cock that her fingertips could barely touch around made it so taboo, thinking of how her puss would fit it... even she might juice up a bit from his coaxing, and somewhat forceful nature.

Koppa seemed almost to drift out of her daze after a little time with that thumb missing from her ear, her licks grew more unsure, and she was less eager to smear the fat shaft across her face. Tongue rolled along the bulging underside none the less - he was right, she didn't need someone touching at her weak spot to make her appreciate this monster of a dick, it was something she could appreciate all by her self, especially after a long stint without one to play with. She kept silent, her cheeks now tingling with the bright red blush rushing to them, one paw lifting up to clasp about the base of his length, running fingers and palm over what little she hadn't stuffed between her lips. The other carefully cupped his meaty nutsack, rolling testes this way and that as she hungrily sucked and slurped - turning briefly towards the camera to give the slab of meat a loving kiss.. This'd pay him back all right.

Mike Rollins sighed, head tilting left and right while she nursed that cock, kissing the meat seemed to nurse a fad wad of precum from the head. "You like that smell too, I guess, nothin' like lil' cottonboy's baby powder smell." He'd sigh and cup her hair, hands on both sides of her head so big they grip her head, pinning her little ears back and grind his cock against her nose and lips, length rolled up and down, soft musk and creamy texture of the ooze, combined with the completely black, shiny, pointed cock and it's heat, head was presented to her mouth with a nudge, and a push,  ursine's nuts tensing when he mashes into little full lips of hers and he groans. "Yeah, suck my dick... Your boy doesn't quite love the cock like you do... Never underestimate a woman's love for a big piece of sweaty meat." He'd laugh, even as he pumped her head on the tip, pushing her lips deeper, forcibly, less ceremonial cocksucking, and guiding her lips up and down the pole, going deeper down a cock that she had to open pretty jaw, and stick out that tongue to get it deeper than it's first few inches.

Koppa would stare up with smeared facefur, her cheeks matted up with wet streaks, the tufts of overhanging hair on her face laded with wet beads of the smelly stuff. Her nose twitched and she gave a deep sigh when he mentioned to her about the aroma, eyes poised up from the camera gradually till they met with his, her tongue resting against the base, lips softly kissing away. "You fucked him today?" She asked, feeling that lump fill her throat again, not really wanting to know the answer, even with the curiosity biting away at her insides. How could her boyfriend trade her for this.. Wonderful mast of shining black dick, this pole of delicious masculinity? She pondered it as her lips were spread open, tongue nursing over finely shaped pricktip, slurping down a beam that had been resting inside, cheeks concave as she suckled on it like an ice-pop, still flicking her wrist over the base of the spitsoaked shaft.

Mike Rollins sighed, as he had her suck, yeah, her mouth and face, so hungrily tending to the cock, yeah, he just smiled at her, making her suck at the tip, bob deeper, the nursing of the head made him groan just a bit and ease her head back a bit, tugging of that meat made a nice wet sound, glistening pubes below the pinky and palm of her hand working up and down had the bruin easing back, massaging, rubbing. "You're so inquisitive, diligent, I wonder why you even need to know the answers? I bet you just like the idea of this dick in you... That's right. You might get my cock in you... In your pussy. Might." Sure, the bear could talk to her like that, degrade her like that because she was sucking his cock, and he would hold her hair like a handle, and work her lips up and down in a smooth fashion, before he pushed her head up and held her still, dick sinking into her mouth, slowly, deeper, until the sensation of that cleft tip to her throat was there, head twisting left, right, and then the meat was bent just as much as it could be, into her throat, lips travelling those panicing last few inches before her nose and lips rest in those wet pubes, the aroma of that meat was hypnotizing her, even up until he said. "Mn... Yeah I fucked him today. Begged me to. I told him I had some place to be, and he spread his cheeks like a little bitch, nailed him just before I came... He didn't even cum, just purred like a fuckin' kitten when I emptied my load up his butt. Prolly still fingerin' his little fag ass, and suckin' it off his fingers, while he jacks his load over and over in the hotel..."

Koppa found herself torn as the bear spoke down to her like this, hear ears going a little limp with each biting word said, eyes lidded further as he described the debauchery that had happened less than an hour before she had her lips sealed about him. She swapped hands while she had the chance, laying the one soaked in warm ballsweat at the base of his dick to give it a toasty rub and squeeze, thumbtip rolling along the underside of the turgid pole. Other paw, soaked in wet precum and sticky saliva cupped at his weighty coinpurse balls, spreading the sweaty fur lining apart with delicate digits, stroking and squeezing it. It wasn't the prospect of being slammed full of this massive dick that had her drooling from both her mouth and pussy though, it was the cringe-worthy vision that flooded her mind of her lover spreading his spunked up butthole wide for the dick now wedged deep into her throat. She gagged in response, wet phlegm hugging the flesh and making passage even easier, twitching pink nose finding a cosy home within his stinky pubic thatch. She inhaled deeply, head turning light as she was swamped with the stench of his manhood, throat positively bulging by now. Fingers about his prick uncurled, laid flat across his stomach to stroke and scratch, begging, pleading for more details!

Mike Rollins groaned, dick in her throat left there for a moment or two, throbbing, softening just a bit until the gag, and he'd groan once more, twitch spat pre down her gullet. "Fuck... Your boy gags a lot... Gets my cock rearing to go instantly, throat massaging on my cocktip like that. ...But you're a little cocksucking queen, like getting a massage with your little mouth working it. Does it make your pussy wet knowing you've never seen your boy as hard as I've seen him? He ever told you he was straight?" He would grin at her, and hold her head, hand on the top of her head making her lips bob deep, gag, and suck at the base of that black pole, lips pulled up and down. Perhaps not until he was making her face sheen with sweat, and his cock was pulled from her mouth, rested against her lips. "Yeah, think about that... Just who belongs to who..." He'd sigh, cockhead twitching, rhythmically, as if he was going to cum down her throat, tip occasionally letting out a gooey roll of precum, thicker than before.

Koppa could feel the clinging saliva dribble from her well-fucked lips, pour down her throat and across breasts, wet beads landing across her modest cleavage. The teenage sweetheart of this male's bitch was clad in a chest-hugging white tanktop, her shapely legs hugged by stonewash denims which flared at the base, covering feet almost wholly. The hand massaging his steamy nuts had been absent for the last minute or so of his throat-pounding, having unbuttoned those tight jeans to ease below, helpless and needy lapine slut frigging herself senseless as she was expertly used - trained to love this shining monolithic prick. With a deep gulp she was freed, nostrils flaring as she took her first proper breath for a while, the intake making her cough and spit more bubbling saliva from her mouth. She was a picture now, deepthroating her boyfriend often left her a little flustered and messy about the lips, but nothing as messy and degrading as this. She supped at the leaking tip gently, kissing over it with plenty of tongue, like a young thing learning how to french kiss for the first time, swirling it this way and that to drain the shaft of the salty solution. "How often do you meet?" She gasped out eventually, peering up almost cross-eyed to the peak of his hard shaft, letting her lips rest at the base, tongue probing at his sticky sheathflesh, kissing that equally as lovingly. Hot little twat drooled with arousal, though she neglected to admit it. "How did it start?" She wanted to know it all.

Mike Rollins grinned, leaning up, hands on her head were both there, ruffling hair and brushing it back to grip, twisting her mouth back, little low sigh had his hips spread, boggy nuts were steamed no doubt in her eyes, humid sacs pushed into her mouth, one at a time, both jaw opening, together, cheek stuffing, no way to avoid teeth on either heavy sac, felt through flesh was smooth silky cream in plumpness of those nuts, cleaning fur and flesh as she was kept down there, and ears peeled back to listen. "Little bitch boy of yours was making eyes at me when he first set in the gym. It didn't take but until the next day for me to see him in the locker room, even pulling his asscheek apart for me. Whatever you gave him wasn't enough, and I turned his little ass out in the showers, could've swore I was fucking a girl too, the way he squealed..." He'd groan. "I bet you need the same, hm? Someone to use you like a toy. To mould you into what a bunny should be. I can smell your pussy-stink from up here. You want me to stab it... you can't wear a condom.... Maybe I should start up your little asspipe too, bunnygirl, break you in and move in... your boy and you might make fun little party favours if I decide to have a party here too... Anyone could cram under your little fluffy tail and empty up in there."

Koppa felt her heart sink as he recalled their first meeting, knowing full well that it was after returning from the gym that things had started to go sour between the two of them. Spitstreaked face looked up, pale blue eyes had their vision obscured by his shining black length, moreso when she was fed those sweaty nuts. Mouth willingly opened, lips straining to ease each rounded testicle inside, wet tongue swiping between them over and over as she gulped and swallowed down the moisture that clung to thick fur. There was something sickeningly addictive about being spoken to like that, and at this moment she felt that she could quite happily bask in this degrading chatter for as long as he could keep it up, especially if he were to move in. Balmy paw stroked and rubbed over his shaft roughly, easing sheathfur back to stroke at more sensitive reaches. He was right of course, even as she examined and explored the contours of his massive dick with her fingers, thoughts were flooding through her head about what it would be like to get nailed by it - filled and bred with it. Could she really toss her condoms to one side, where her boyfriend had used them so often in the past, a stickler (or so it seemed) for safety.

Mike Rollins sighed, gripping her ears and hair and pulling her up, guiding, he would tug at her hips and once she was hip level with that cock, it was throbbing, veiny, her face leaving it, the air became less humid, musky, bear grinning at this fact. With the fresh breath of air, she might be able to think more clearly, but his cock, unprotected, demanded it be bred properly, and he would stroke it slowly. "Let me see your pussy, bend over and show me." Bear sighed, and leaned up just enough for his cock to bob, precum spitting onto the ottoman his feet moved up onto, bunny'd have to lift her ankles up to get out of the way, and he'd probably lift a leg to stop her. "Turn around and let me see your ass. I'll fuck you like I fuck your boy, an ass with no face, but a squealing little voice... We'll see how much alike you to get your fuck on.." He'd sigh, and the wet sound of his hands massaging his nuts, rubbing at his perineum, and palming the top of his dick, smearing in precum at the head. "Squat, bunnybitch." Same tone she heard in that video, she was really doing just what the bear wanted. Was this how her boyfriend felt?

Koppa semi-reluctantly turned about and eased her knees into the long chair, head following down into the warm cushions below, the room about her blotted out in darkness. Ears still hung very limp and lifeless as she surrendered herself entirely, reaching back with shaking paws to grip at her jeans and underwear with fingers and thumbs, peeling those sweet lacy things down her plush thighs to let them fall about her knees. Soft bottom thrust up into the air with little else to show, arms down by her sides. Her puffed up pussylips glistened with moisture, great clinging beams of the stuff spread between her inner thighs and matted lips, perfect little pucker hidden away between short and downy white fuzz - nestled in the shadow of her cottonpuff tail. It wearily gave a little jump as he spoke down to her again, the ringlet visibly giving a twitch in response.

Mike Rollins sighed, beefy frame leaned over her now and gripped her asscheeks, both huge mitts tugging, spreading, pucker pulled apart to see, and with a rough tug, his hot breath felt over it, nose brushing under that tail. A little snuff from his nose had tongue dancing out over that bud, and thick middle finger squashing to pucker with the overly sloppy amount of drool left in her crack, middle finger mashed up in her, twisting, cramming, and pushing until her ass was full of the thick digit, like two of her own. It wasn't until that fat piece of meat, completely unprotected, and perhaps, one of the few she'd had completely unskinned peel into her little cunt, those sloppy, stringy lips making a lewd sound of air squeezing out round that meat, angle while the other hand cupped her butt from below, slapped down on left asscheek, and tugged her hip with a rough force that packed her pussy up until the head hugged cervix, his hips squishing left, right, heavy weight behind her and his low, crooning groans over her shoulder, pulling her ears back and sighing into them with hot breath. With his cock pulsing to the beat of his heart, so hot, warm, gooey it would lube up her pussy, the idea that the bear'd already made her pregnant could be felt in the heat, creamy pre-sperm so much hotter than the dick he forced to the base inside, testing the limits of her poor little pussy. "Fuck yeah... listen to your fuckin' twat... so hungry.." And as if to accent on it, hand on her ears slid forward, cupped under her throat and pinned her back to his, that much taller that only his lower back and hips rolled, nuts spanking her muff from the front and that slick, textured middle finger sawing in and out of her little asscrack. "Cum on my dick, bunny, cream it up.." He viciously spoke into her ear, cupping her throat tight, just pushed his dick in, and he was already stirring up her pussy.

Koppa thought that he was squeezing that hard prick into her little pucker as that finger eased inside of her, all that steamy and slippery bunnyflesh rolling over each knuckle as it sunk inside, tailhole twitching around its girth as it was gobbled up. Sweet lapine slut turned her head to the side and let out a long restrained sigh, that slowly peaked into a squeal as his unprotected dick eased into her hot little cunt, silken lips spreading over the tip tightly, soaking it through with clinging bunnycream. There was an internal struggle as she tried to figure out just what was going on back there, her stomach tying up into a knot as beams of clinging precum were tossed back into the wettest depths of her juicy breeding tunnel. She would have cried out some expletive, or shrieked louder still if he hadn't grabbed her ears right there and then, the greedy little slut grinding her hips back roughly as they were taken into his hand, mashing that messy little slit right up across his sweatsoaked sheathfur, rolling heavy nuts across her blushed up mound. Deeper inside yet, her hot little babymaker twitched away, flooded for the first time with fertile prespunk, jumping at the inside heat as it drummed and pattered across the back of her womb. "Nnnnngghhh!"

Mike Rollins perched his big foot up on the stool beside her hip, and the spank of heavy nuts against her pussylips would smash to her mound, fat, black dick she'd been gagging on a bit earlier was now as deep as it could go in her, stirring up her pussy like it was a sopping fabric. Thin, tender, his raging prick tore it up with each time he tensed his hips inside, asscheeks clenching and dick spitting pre-sperm into her until it would build up pressure and pour out, her panties soaked now with a translucent column of goo that pours off her sopping little frig-nub. Pussy was surely never stretched so far, and even with that tight, liquid-made seal lubricated beyond compare, the bear would still have that pussy occasionally queefing a little with his tip as deep as he could go, soft sweaty mat of pubic fur moistening between her cheeks to match, the fucking her little pussy got, even with that cleft tip just railing her ruthlessly. He would reach from ears to her chin, lips to the side of her head, panting, talking. It would be a moment, because he'd play her like an instrument. When she wasn't moaning enough, fingers tugged out of her butthole and swabbed underneath, middle finger and ring both pumping that little curved hole, massaging at tight, untextured walls that clung like superheated rubber. "Yeah... This is how you belong. Mindless, you're my girl now. Mine. I told your boyfriend the same, little faggot squealed like this..." And middle and ring fingers crammed deep up that ass, curling and uncurling while he would just stretch cervix, holding to that tight ring of muscle in her pussy. By the time he was done, tip would have it open enough for him to just pour seed right in her belly. Swimming with jizz and heat, she'd have bear cubs in no time to pop out.

Koppa's high squeals soon descended into thick, lusty groans of pleasure, teeth grinding together as the tapered fuckspear jammed up across her rubbery cervix, this brand new feeling of a blisteringly hot pole unloading prespunk into her body was something else, something she could really get used to. She wondered if her boyfriend had ever pleaded with Mike to wear a condom before battering his plush little bottom with this monster-dick, or was he hooked on the first try like she was? Thoughts such as these drifted through her mind only temporarily, soon hammered out by the viscous slamming of her poor little bunnycunt - lips and tiny clitty glowing deep pink as those pendulous testes battered against them, glistening as a torrent of spunk and bunnycream glazed their surface, pouring great ladders of liquid down her trembling thighs. She reached back blindly with a paw, grabbing his thigh. "Unnnck! F.. Fuck.. Fuck! Fuck!" She could only spit out expletives for quite some time, before gutturally groaning. "Fuckin' breed me!"

Mike Rollins looked down at her from behind, tilting her head back, looking into her eyes as he nailed her. "Look at me you lil' cumtoy, move those hips. Yeah, this isn't your boyfriend's dick. It's mine. ...Just like you. You're mine now, that little pussy is all mine.... Nng, this too." He'd interrupt, finger nudging duos against her ass, coated in dick-drool and his tongue lapping her lips and chin, coating them in a crude layer of saliva, his huge muzzle and hand holding her head like a handle from at her throat and side of her head, sensation of tiny pink lips gripping and tugging up and down that black meat might have made him cum if not for how he wanted her to, wanted her to break any and all taboos, drooling hungry pussy knotted and make her squirm and kick, the bruin wanted her to know she was all his, these high-school sweetheart's life was turned upside down from a slutty little twink such as her boyfriend, and a sub little cumslut of a girlfriend in disguise, bear just ramming hips to hips, each stab of fat tip squeezing jizz out of her pussy, soon to be his heavy load right up against that womb, his nuts just clapping to her little trimmed cunt.

Koppa mouthed and kissed desperately at the face pressed to the side of hers, pushing pretty little tongue across his wide one, slurping at his tastebuds, his cheeks, eventually giving up to allow her face to be abused, thick strings of saliva gathering at her chin and dripping to the chair below. Her mouth was slightly agape as she panted and whined at the deep, thundering fuck behind, eyes squinted shut as the thick bulge of his dickmeat rubbed squarely across her most sensitive spots, the cum-hungry little bitch squealing as she rolled her hips up, pressing soft buttocks squarely against his thighs. She shuddered as she came, the sensations and thoughs swimming through her body driving her absolutely nuts - she could feel the heat of his dick so clearly defined in her tight little lapine pussy-channel, and the telltale squirts of prejizz sticking up her deepest depths.. Toes curled and uncurled as she rode it out, lips searching for some of his fingers to wrap around - tight little sphincter squeezing about his other pair.

Mike Rollins met her little mouth with 3 full digits, licking her nose from between eyes to the tip, as he chuckled breathily, his huge hand pumping a duo of fingers squeezing taut into that ass, her second orgasm would clamp to that cock, and he would speed up, her little ass jiggling no doubt. The bruin would grin just some, eyes barely open to the side of her head now, fingers stretching taut that little round indent between her asscheeks, even as she breathlessly huffed, and whined, he would cram those fingers deep, fingertips rolling over the back of her palette, video camera recording the whole thing, details such as the black piece of meat that looked way too big for her little cunt just railing to the base, bending from time to time before it straightened out in the last second and a wet squeeze of her cunt gripped him. the warm surge of something could be felt from the base, different from each time his dick kicked in her belly, that fuckstick pulling back on numb pussylips with a wet, sloppy 'pop', growing knot now seething with heat of that throbbing blood, as it inflated, and mashed between her pillowy cheeks, even with her little pucker clenching tight, the shiny rim of that backside clenching tight, he would grin, hips nailing, pounding her cumming, clenching juicy hole, the puddle of their love-goo on the floor between their legs was only matched by how the bruin's mussy lap was making her asscheeks moist, scent and moisture of his chest and stomach over her back was vibrating. "Mmn fuck.... Can't wait to knock you up, little slut, you wanna be pregnant with my cub?" Bear tugged fingers out, to listen to her reply, his teeth in her neck gripping tight and holding her stiff, just railing that huge dick into her until she was fucked like an animal.

Koppa slobbered and kissed over his fingers, all of her whined and squeals muffled as she passed her tongue over each digit in turn, trying to suck them back to choke messily over them. Creamy little pussy didn't seem to want to stop clenching and fluttering as it was banged so thoroughly, the expanse of silky white fur about her spread-wide cunt now glistening with moisture, the crest of her pink gash dribbling with their combined efforts. She wondered if every single messy fuck was like this with Mike, now fully understanding why her sweetheart was so enamoured with his fat, knotted dick, her insides twitching over his throbbing tip each time the bulbous fleshy breeding bulge plucked its way from her twat with a slick pop. Maybe it was just the first time he fucked you that got you addicted, or maybe this was just a taster of things to come. She shuddered, squeaking out some sort of positive response as fingers drew away from her glossy spitsheened lips, dimpling her cheeks. One orgasm rolled into another, bulging bear-girth training her body up to accept new heights of pleasure, delicate pink petals smothered in her cum, drawing long sticky lines between their gyrating, thrusting bodies.

Mike Rollins speared her little puss deep, and with a pair of clamping hands, one fishing under for her clit, which her molested roughly, thumbing, gripping, flicking, rubbing, pulling on that nub until it was swollen and aching, and she would jerk in his grip, bouncing from the blatant attention to her most sensitive parts while his dick stirred up her insides. A nice firm mash, bulb was hot, huge, throbbing, beating to his heartbeat and he kept going, twisting left and right and making that pussy bubble up with pressure, hips laid down on top of her with the weight of his thighs and inside with the squishy fat prick, bulb forced into tiny puss and he would sigh, eyes almost rolling when he came, a look she couldn't get to see with his meat bottomed out in her, blasting hot shot after shot into her womb, flooding it with jizz and her poor tummy meant to keep it all. The bruin would turn her almost so the camera could see, knee lifted with his huge hand cupping suddenly from behind, underneath, lapine legs wide and that heavy, honey-dripping pair of nuts against her pussy was so tight, the lapine now broken to his will, and full of his potent, strong-scented jizz, the same jizz he'd push her face into to lap off the carpet, minutes from now, as dick lurched in her belly, coating up her walls.

Koppa let out a creaking groan as her red-blushed pussynub was fingered and tugged at, hopping her hips back against his to squeeze his slippery breeding knot deep into her dripping-wet cooch, soft silken folds squeezing about that fat bulb as it settled down inside of her and began to pulse. Pointed tip rested flat against her rubbery little cervical ring, the contrast between his searing precum and sticky, clinging, virile spermwad now became painfully obvious to her as beam after beam pattered across the back of her womb, making her stomach heave as she bent over like a filthy breeding bitch to take every last drop - mashing her sweaty buttocks and ruffled cottontail across his hips, whining as she was thoroughly bred. There was no way she could go back to Josh's puny little prick after this, her body belonged entirely to Mike, her pussy was his to use as he saw fit.. Her ears, paws, mouth, tits.. Even the twitching pucker that sat flat across his pubic mound could be taken if he wished, the cheating skank would happily lose her virginity to his fat, throbbing tool. The well fucked bunny shifted in place, turning to eye the ever watchful camera lens, knowing that her sweetheart would soon be watching this act of debauchery, and probably get off on it, whacking his little boner while Mike stuffed his fluffy bottom. "Nnnghhff.. Fuck.. Fuck.. Fuck!" Was all she managed to squeak out after some time, squirming on the floor with a cunt full of bearknot.

Mike Rollins grinned down at her, that huge bulbous knot in her pussy was tugging, pulling at her peach, cock twitching in her little belly, and pulling her pussy all around from the inside, hips tugging back from time to time even as it made his dick lurch, was made simply so she would squeak, sob, or squirm, turning on the ottoman with his hand to her head, pinning it to the side. With huge fingertips pushing in it, he would grind his hips, and sink those fingers deep into her little maw, tormenting her just a little bit more when he would lean down and whisper into her ear, nose and lips in the slipper. "Goddamn girl, I can feel your cervix almost give in right.... there... yeah, FUCK yeah..." He would mash his hips up hard and with that, another spunky shot in her, where normally a girl would have told him no, it hurts, too big, or ouch, bunny never said a word, and he bit his lip, fucking his little breeding belly hard and making sure he got some hard use out of it, and would be, for the next small amount of time. It felt like hours, and it was 30 minutes, his hard dick inside, banging against her back and stomach, tormenting poor cervix and even puss sloshing with jizz now, his hand reaching under from time to time to grip her tummy harshly, and spank her asscheek, those pussy and cock scented fingers that he made her suck and gag on for a while were sopping wet when he crammed them against her asshole, two fingers sliding in deep, little virgin pucker teased, even if it was with huge fingers stuffing her backdoor like a toy.

Koppa had up to this point thought that the very idea of a knotted prick was absurd, it was something found on exotic creatures and sex-hungry mutts who needed a hand to concentrate on breeding their bitches instead of getting distracted and rutting something else. Now she had a thick, slimy breeding bulb trapped inside of her slippery, dripping, quivering pussy - she would never in a million years give this sensation up - the pressure built up in her hindquarters.  The constant gushing of fresh spunk for a solid half-hour.  The agonising strain that reminded her of her place every time prickflesh was drawn back just a little too far, making her cuntlips buckle and turn deep pink in frustration. Soft little mound glistened with moisture, fur all oily and matted with the paths of errant fingers drawn through her pubic fuzz, his thick scent clinging to her thighs and tummy, her rounded bottom that mashed firmly across his stomach - tail giving little twitches as she laid out and obediently took every last drop of his fertile load. Words were beyond her as she nursed at his paw, sweeping slick pink tongue between digits, beneath nails and along each fat finger, sucking needfully at each tip as they passed between her lips, the bunnywhore looking a state with saliva and prespunk drawn across her delicate, girly features - forehead matted with sweat, each cheek sporting big furrows where she had been grabbed and twisted.. Little bitch wasn't dumbfucked though, each stinging word he poured into her lobes hit home - velveteen fuckglove squeezing about his hard prick with each syllable.

Mike Rollins ceases the grinding of that dick in her, as it gradually began to soften, the big bruin would grip her ears and tug, head kicking back, and slowly stroking either from base to tip in his huge hands gingerly, rubbing those velvet insides with his fingers, he tugged on the tip of either ear and pulled them back over her head, hips rotating, dick kicking in her belly, his hips slowly tugging but not pulling out... And with a slow motion, the bear pulled back, both hands leaving her ears slowly to pull on the ottoman, and with that, ass pointed directly up against the camera, his huge ass there, hunched over, before he promptly stood up, no warning, and no announcement, pussy made to blast out what messy bubbling squirting cum it could, because it brewed in her belly long enough, what wasn't sloshing, trapped in her womb would be swinging around while he sighed at her, and bit one of those teeth into his mouth, sloppy, huge dick mashing between her asscheeks, testing little hopping power from her legs in that tender butthole, stabbing a few times with the thick tip, just to test how coherent she was. If not, ears or little else, the bear wouldn't be surprised, but the awareness might coax him to be even rougher down the road. "Mnf... Look at this fuckin' gusher... Time to test this little ass a bit. Not going home until I get some ass... since your boy ain't around, yours might be better."

Koppa rumbles away on the ottoman, screwing her face up as he tugs that fat breeding knot from her creamed up little love-lips, for the first time feeling the slick drip and dribble of a thick load spilling over them, pouring down along pink-lipped crease to gather at her rubbed-raw clit, spilling out across carpet and seat alike. She groans in return, pushing her bottom up almost instinctively to keep his virile load nice and secure inside her body - most likely sweeping her sweaty little bottom up along his dick in the process, making that first testing jab of her guts all the deeper, tight puckered tailhole squeezing and kissing over his cummy dicktip as he tests it out. "Hunnnghh.. F.. Fuck. You really did it huh?" She whimpers, only half-coherent she she fudges her words, reading back to push fingers through her matted crotchfur and down along drenched thighs, raking them through the damp fuzz. "Awhh.. Sh.. Shiiiitt.. Ah.. Nnh.. Don't.. Not too hard.."

Mike Rollins was slick in that hole, slippery, sweaty butthole spread with fingers, bear would sigh, popping cocktip out, barely entered, for his nose to mash into that pucker, snuff hard, breathing in that scent and digging his tongue in that butthole with a vicious muscular lap and prod. Poor pucker was stretching with that powerful muscle, leaving behind honey from his mouth, so much slobber oozing down her gooey peach from his tongue dug inside she could tell how hungry he was from the sensation of it rolling through fur. Big hand of his slid down, spanked sore, gaping puss, where hole would be a dark little entrance, little marshmallow puff of cum held inside with a little air bubble would show from minorly gaping entrance, the smell of that used pussy was always nice, little clit given a flicker-rub and tap with his finger. "Too hard what? Too hard dick, too much? You forgot what you just did now, fucktoy? You all belong to me. Gonna see what made your little boy turn into a fag, right the fuck now." He rumbled in her ear, sweat dripping off his head while he perched up on tiptoes, right up at the camera, her cheeks wide with knees on either side of the ottoman, and poor girl had ass up to keep from that being a huge, pouring spot on the carpet of stinky jizz, instead it was gonna be deposited in her, held in her belly. "My little ass now," Bear tugged her ears hard and arched her chin up. "You fuckin' understand? This is how I make your boy want this dick more. Show him his girl has more places to put it." That fat uncut dick was poking, yeah, she could feel it, the meat stretch slow, and peel his foreskin back over the head slowly, her pucker was being used, virgin hole was spreading slowly over the head, bear's chest holding her flat to the cushion.

Koppa curls her toes and finds a loose fold of cushion to stuff between her lips and gnaw on, grinding teeth into the fabric in a pitiful attempt to stop herself from crying out in pain. Her pretty bunny boyfriend had asked her a number of times to ram her lubed up fingers into his tight pucker, but he only ever cooed and writhed in pleasure, firing off a little jet of bunnyspunk as she rubbed at his prostate.. No such luck for her though, feeling her slippery, well tongued sphincter stretched about Mike's fat fuckstick, feeling it peel back his wet foreskin and reluctantly give way to seemingly endless inches of it - the sensation of it bought salty tears to the corner of her wincing eyes, her little cottonball tail twitching and flicking around wildly as she was sunk into. Little fuckpet jumped on the sofa as her ears were grabbed a hold of, mouth gaping and dropping its quarry as she was lifted back, a fat string of drool and wet bearsperm clinging to her face as it was presented. Thighs squeezed together almost reactionarily, soft white asscheeks clenching about his fat dick, milking it over as those soft velvety earlobes went limp as a rag.

Mike Rollins groaned, her ass kept right close up on that camera, virgin butthole made to swallow up dick far bigger than tiny pussy could take, and it was so hot, so sloppy, fat cock twisting while he shifted hips left and right, using her asshole like he did her cunt, a tug of her ears and his hips stabbed down deep, knot hugging that pucker and giving it a teasing stretch, his huge hand sliding between her hips. "Mmn fuck... nothing like a virgin little hole... I think your boy's fuckhole'd been run up in before me, his ass opened up like butter. Sure your boy wasn't getting dick on the side the whole time you were with him?" He spoke into that ear, letting go so she heard him, his dick ploughing her pucker, it was so thick, band of muscle on the outside hungry around that black meat, while he filled her belly, that dick stirring up bunny belly, fingers finding her hood and peeling it back, just so he could rub and massage her clit just a bit, swabbing it with his middle and thumb, pinching it flat, hips standing up so while he balanced on his tiptoes, the sloppy sensation of uncut meat rolling back and forth, pulling silky flesh of that ass hard each time it tugged out, and forced to spread around each time he stabbed back in, dick so hot she could feel it in her tummy, dancing, jumping, bobbing in her ass. So smooth, bear seemed better in her butthole than puss, angle was a little higher, mashing puss and inflated womb full of musky bearjizz to squirt out thin strings that dribbled off of her gradually sloppier clit. "Mmn... can't wait to record your butthole spewing wads too." The bear mumbled a bit, and slid that dick out, thumb in one of her cheeks spreading hard, to see if she'd gape just a bit yet. Mike did her just like her boyfriend... Teeth in her nape, biting, kissing, tugging at flesh there.

Koppa had already resigned herself to being this big, gruff bear's little piece of fuckmeat some time ago. Her wet little pussy belonged to him, his steaming load of bearspunk gently throbbing and pouring from her stretched blush-red petals each time his fat dick-knot kissed against her bottom, the wads of wet sperm making an barely audible splat across the carpet beneath, the sound obscured by the slapping and whudding of strong hips smashing into her little lapine frame. Knees bent, those curled toes and the soles of her feet mashing into the back of muscular bear-thighs, nails raking through dark fuzz as she was pounded into, her lower body shaking with the force of his fucking. Seemed that Mike had a thing for butts as much as her faggot of a boyfriend did, that brief flash of video she had watched earlier beginning to swim back into her mind's eye, half listening to the verbal assault Mike was spitting into her ears as she recalled the shrill whine and groan of her beloved as his bottom was spread wide by Mike's gorgeous breeding bulb. Her upper body began to rock and lurch, the pathetic little slut gasping for breath as he began to cum once again, (countless now) squeezing down over the fat pole rammed between her soft and silky cheeks, her little cunt trembling as fingers rubbed and rolled over her diminutive clit, arcing great shocks of pleasure through her limbs. Perhaps it was the sensation of being ploughed in her little rectum that made her so hot, or the slobber drooling over her neck, down her cunt and across her face.. Maybe (and most likely) it was the fact that she was being filmed the whole time, her nudity drank in by camera lens, her holes freshly gaping and dribbling wet seed-rich spunk, the inevitable impregnation of her little teenage snatch by Mike, that controlling adult, schooling her in the arts she'd come to master for him.

Mike Rollins groaned, his hips cramming on down back in her and he pulled on her chin. "Nngh, god, fuck, did you just fuckin' cum, first time in your ass, look at your fucking asshole, look at that." And a tug back of an ear to peer at the LCD twisted back so he could see, was showing her asscheeks, purple cheeks not with white athletic legs over it, but for the first time, so she could see, a big pair of hairy nuts, shaggy asscheeks and muscled thighs, so huge, that black dick disappearing into her asshole. Something she may not have never expected to see herself, sure she was Mike's, but now she was watching it, her hole was his, pussy was gaping, and puff of cum sat at the entrance, bubble keeping it inside to slosh around still. She could just watch it now, something she didn't realize before, that huge knot, and it was massive, to imagine, her pussy took that and she came on him, she came for him, a stranger, and not her lover for the past odd years of her life, she was getting off more with an afternoon, demeaning fuck in her puss, and now virgin bunny butthole, her cottontail visible on the other side of that mammoth dick pulling out so she could see the hole try to close up and push out precum in a thick sheet over her pussyfur. With a waddling over her, big bear would groan a few times relaxingly, pant, and that fucking meat-tip stabbed against her nose once, musk of that skinned-back black dicktip aimed for her mouth. "Gag it down, to the base. You like the smell of that assfuck baby? You can do this too when I do your boy... Yeah..." Hand gripped her hair, jostled about a bit, before he curled black dick down her gullet, and made her gag, and milk that foreskin back and forth just a bit, all in range of the camera's hungry eye.

Koppa watched with big, blue glassy eyes at the little LCD screen, barely able to make out any details from this distance, and with tears bubbling up to blur her vision further. It was unmistakable what was there though, that fat black pole sliding from her backside to leave both tender bunnyholes gaping, steaming, twitching and begging for more from that knotted beardick. It was only when the very same prick was mashed between her gaping lips did the bun' realise that Mike had moved to get spitshined again, diligently rocking his piece down into the back of her throat with a muted whine of pleasure, rolling her little pink tongue-muscle over the goopy head, kissing across his bulging knot just as her little bottom had a few moments ago. That massive dick was too much for her to gulp back cleanly though, great rolls of wet, glistening foreskin bunching up at her lips, spit and precum smothering her lips once again, painting her face like a whore's. Lapine slut gagged and sucked, finally closing her eyes, nuzzling her floppy ears and head into his palm as she made her best attempt at deepthroating that beast of a cock.

Mike Rollins groaned, the bear rolling that little set of bunny ears against his belly, his sweaty nuts n' prick just nuzzled into her face. When they poured down his cock and nuts, humping her face and throat like it was her pussy, his smeared, sopping pubes just squishing when her nose seeped into them, he would chuckle down at her. "Oh baby, yeah don't cry baby, this dick tastes good doesn't it? It's not bad... yeah baby, nod your fuckin' head yes." He made her, sensation of the bear's foreskin peeling back and tugged forward as it slid out of her throat, and inside, bear just rode her face, smell of his dick was so pungent, and fresh from her ass, the bruin could only be humiliating her. "You should know... even your little fag fucker boyfriend doesn't suck dick from his ass. What'jyou like about it, hm? What makes you wanna blow this dick straight from that little virgin hole, hm?" He pulled cock out of her mouth, to gain a much-needed gasp of breath, slobber running from her face kept his cock stiff, long as he could humiliate her and keep her aroused. "Say it to the fuckin' cam." He dickslapped her, brief slap to make her watch the LCD.

Koppa gasped wetly, taking a few moments to blink the tears from the eyes, and huff the sweat from her nose, head bowed slightly with sweat-matted hair sticking to her forehead and cheeks, great wet smears of various fluids turning her silken fur into a briar. Breathlessly, and with the sensation of Mike's fat piece knocking at the back of her throat still fresh in her mind, she murmured her reply. She unsteadily lifted a paw from beneath her bent-over figure, clasping around Mike's rod to firmly beat it off next to her face, half concentrating on it instead of the camera she had been directed towards. "Mnhff.. It's a big dick.. Biggest I've ever seen." She kissed the side, rolling her tongue over it, struggling to even speak straight with her ears all caught up in his grasp. "Unnhff.. Tastes like a man.. Sm.. Smells like one." She gasped, sucking on a nut, pushing nose underneath his sweat-soaked sheath, dousing her muzzle in it. Bunny spoke needfully, hornily to his dick instead of the camera, nuzzling that shaggy bear-crotch. "Fucks like a man. Bare and hard and deeeepp.. Nnhh.." Eyes darted to the camera, watching herself worship this foreign dick, love on its every curve, vein, and pump of precum.

Mike Rollins rumbled at her, that huge bear dick slapping her nose and lips, and with that, he stood up, walked around, slapped both asscheeks hard until they were nice and sore, fur matted, and her stinging buttcheeks filled up again, heat curling into those bowels, still so warm and brewing with precum, and by no means was that dick a good fit, it spread muscle wide again, and he fucked it hard. Oh, that foreskin was just milking his fat tip in that hole, while it could be felt tugging. Good bunny-bitch cleaned her virginity off that cock, proverbially, and the bear went to town on her. Cupping her chin, he would groan at her face, meaty ass bear-thighs were wide, and nuts spanked her pussy brutally, wet, cool, and clapping smouldering cunt. Spanking it until spit up chunky wads of jizz with a watery substance, pouring out now. Poor bunnygirl's asshole was gripping tight to that black dick, and he would, from time to time, keep hips deep, and buck hard, her assflesh, and thighs swinging forward with the force, tongue licking the side of her face, even as poor girl had her first ass-reaming. Bear wasn't pulling any punches. Something told her he was going to assfuck her, until her orgasm made him cum... he was just unreasonable like that. Not even a shower could take the smell of fuck off her, or the smell of cum out of the living room carpet any more at this rate.

Koppa felt her head begin to grow fuzzy and heavy, the stink of dick now plastered over her twitching nose, so that with each breath she gulped down his pungent nut-funk. She lazily eyed at the camera, a pained expression on her face, one that her boyfriend would probably love to watch later on while he's nestling Mike's fat dick in his bubbly little bottom, milking it off as he guiltily indulges in his adulterous home-made porn. As far as she could tell though (or at least as far as she'd been told, truthfully or not) she had the upper hand on her cheating fag' of a boyfriend, that sloppy wet bunnycunt would put her above him in Mike's good books. Thoughts, schemes, anything intelligent was pounded from her head by this stiff length nailing her little back-door, fresh penetration and the slap-slapping of heavy bear-nuts against her drooling fuckhole just pushed her over the edge gently, her hot little twat flexing firmly about the remains of that sticky breeders-orgasm, hot little tailpipe following after with a hot flutter, wringing the dark flesh of his knotty beardick. "Unnnhhmmhh.. Mh.. Mmhhff.. Fuck!"

Mike Rollins was never taking it easy, and girls little asshole tugging at that black cock had him hanging his tongue out, holding her hair and blasting that knot against her asshole, tensing as it was, he would cram that bulb, and pull her hair back each time he did, knees bowing and him pushing, along with muscular, sweaty weight. With this, moments away, making the slut mindless under him, he would have her forever, attracted to his cock for however long he'd pull it out in front of her and get her addicted. she was soon to be something far dirtier, and the bear had it in his mind, she'd be perfect for it, even as his knot slipped past and her muscle was tied off with heat, cum blasting, seething in her tiny asshole, pouring jizz until it was flooding every bit of tunnel his dick wasn't, cum so warm and it felt as if it just kept going deeper, belly warm, uncomfortable, but tense of his cock would feel as if it was pulling her pussy up each time it jerked in her and spat cum into her virgin asshole, the tight pipe so smooth, elastic now, his knot just tugged and pulled, enjoying the flesh pulling open and closing slowly around his meat, but not a drop escaping. "Now you're a butt slut, you liked it in there, hm? You like sucking that dick after it comes out your ass? I bet you do.. Cunt all stinky with jizz. You sure you'll raise those kids like yours, boy?" It was odd to think he was talking to her boyfriend. And not the camera. But he walked out, his hand on his cock, smell of his cum and shiny hand around his cock, having watched it all in the hallway. Abusing her little greasy, sweaty asshole, he would reach over, and lift up the camera to point it at her face, recording what she looked like, caught her first fuck on film by her boyfriend, and over a foot of smelly bear dick raging in her asshole, a place she never let her bunny boy go. Now to him, the bear spread her ass, thumbing it apart slowly.

Koppa stared up in dizzy shock, ears drooping either side of her face along with cum-streaked hair and truly messed up face, her cheek fur held together in big clumps, chin and lips smothered in spit she had either been drooling out, or saliva tugged from her throat by the fat prick that had been buried in her humid throat-pipe. She looked a wreck. She looked like she was in bliss - attached to this big stud's breeding stick and held on tight by the fat black bulb of his knot, feeling it stretch and tug at her pristine white-framed asshole, sweat-soaked tail-fluff tapping against the bear's tummy. She only very briefly dipped her big blue, glassy eyes to his dick to see what sort of fun he had been having on the side-lines, wondering just how long he had been in earshot, or even in view of their adulterous coupling. Had he been there right from the start, spanking his dick while Mike was showing her that video, slowly coaxing her into a heated fuck with his simple way with words? Maybe he ventured down-stairs half way through to find his boyfriend plugging his girlfriend's cooch? Eyes lifted back up, a vacant stare into a black-blue camera lens given as she concentrated wholly on the rapid-fire climax Mike was piling up in her guts, following on from the rapid orgasm his ass-pounding had granted her, the same one that had her knees knocking together moments earlier.

Mike Rollins hadn't burned up all the rope he had, the bruin chewed his lip some, tugged free from his mouth when sigh let out. With a shift, her ass jiggled under his hips and he would grind slow-like, it wouldn't take but a few moments for it all to set in. Boyfriend hadn't a tear in his eye, and girlfriend was too out of it to realize, but with Mike's panting filling the gap, and Josh the only one to have stood there with his face still, and hands trembling, Mike would lift his chin. "C'mon boy, get your fag ass in gear." And Josh, head still, reached feverishly into his pockets, and tossed out the box. It rolled tumbled, and landed, black little box before her thigh. With a scoop of a meaty, slimy hand, he would open it up and toss the box aside, plucking out the contents, and staring at it, held slightly over his face, twisting for inspection. With a snap back of that head to her, he held it in front of her face and the camera, and waved it. "Far be it from me, sugar, to interrupt such a momentous time... Looks like you're gettin' married, sugar." The ring was nice, it was her taste, it was why Josh worked late nights, it was why things got so out of hand... but now it was the reason why this cleft figure had his dick balls deep in his fiance's ass, and cum was soaking slowly into the walls while knot just throbbed to his heartbeat, the panting continued, and Josh just stood there, his cock half-erect, still dripping his generous amount of cum. A half-wit filled glance might even notice there was more cum there then when he'd ever fucked Koppa. That was just how their lives were, now.

Koppa was mildly entertained by the sight of her now fiance's fingers and dick were smothered in a heavy load of semen, her nose twitching, barely able to tell it apart from the spunk smothered across her nose and lips. She didn't even register the ring until Mike spoke the magic M word, flicking her head back to try and focus on the item held in front of her, going cross-eyed for a second as she tried ti distinguish was it was. Silver band with an inlaid stone, the sort of thing she used to point at teasingly as the lovebirds careened down a street passing window displays full of engagement rings. Josh would definitely know what she liked, she'd hinted enough times, but only ever jokingly. She swallowed hard, feeling just how sore her throat was as the saliva and sperm ball ran down her well-fucked gullet. She managed a quiet, soft "Neat." at the very idea of marriage, still bewildered as to what was going on, and which of the two men in her life was asking for her hand in marriage. With a situation this fucked up, and with a glorious bear-dick crammed in her ass like this she reasoned that it probably didn't matter - Mike would be pounding her either way, and Josh would be working as late as ever to help support the trio. Yeah, that's how it worked now. She lifted a hand up from underneath her chin and pushed a ring-finger into the air, stupid smile on her lips. Dumb slut.", "pools_count": 1, "title": "The boy behind the lens", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/plain", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "5", "views": "3662" }