“The rabbit’s foot”


I felt my leash tighten around my neck as a small white paw tugged at the end. The rabbit that was standing over me began to step down on my dick with his foot more intensely. I could feel more weight from his body be transferred onto it as he stood tip toes on his other foot. He wiggled his soft toes and massaged my dick between two of them. 


“You know, for a wolf, you’re really bad at hunting little rabbits like me.” I let out a moan, muffled by the sweaty sock that he placed in my mouth to act as a makeshift ball gag.


“Does the big, bad wolf want more?” he asked, smirking. I let out a muffled “Yesss…” He moved his foot back and placed it on my balls where he began to fondle and roll them around. Back and forth, back and forth. It felt so good, I was almost going to burst. 


“You want me to keep going, don’t you, big guy?” He asked playfully. I nodded desperately. “Oh, here it comes.”


He removed his foot and I felt cum shoot out of the tip of my dick and began to slowly drip down all the way to my balls. “Please don’t stop. I want more…” I desperately wanted his soles back on me, to feel their softness again. 


“Shut up, ugh, you shot pretty far, you got cum all over my foot,” he said, now sitting on top of my chest. He used his other foot and used two toes to grab the sock and pulled it out of my mouth. “I want you to clean up the mess you made,” he ordered as he placed his cum-stained sole on my face. The odor was ecstasy  and I began to lick him clean, even in between his toes and occasionally looked at him to see if he was pleased.