A Well Spent Evening A Hazel and Klaus Story by ElJorro Commissioned by thatweirdo **** Klaus hadn’t known that there could such a thing as a perfect evening. Yet, here he was, on a cool, clear night, in a nice place that was busy but not packed. For hares and their sensitive ears, that was a big deal. Thank goodness for holiday weekends and many of the college students had gone home or out of town for their own trips. He was eating a delicious meal that was a far cry from, microwave, takeout and his own unpredictable attempts at cooking. The best part was the beautiful woman sitting at the table across from him. A fellow hare named Hazel: roommate, friend with benefits, and as off a few weeks ago…girlfriend. He smiled at her as the glimmering electric candles reflected in her deep indigo eyes. “Knock it off!” Said the hare as she popped another piece of inarizushi into her faintly smiling mouth. Her eyes trying to avoid eye contact. “Knock what off?” Hazel huffed, smiling shyly around her pointed teeth. “The way you’re…I dunno…looking at me!” “I like looking at you.” Hazel giggled and sipped her drink still avoiding his eyes. Klaus felt his muzzle split into a grin and his heart throb with love for this woman all over again. He never got tired of seeing this bold, confident, woman, act so…girly! She could and often did, go around completely naked in their apartment without a hint of shame. Now, she was getting all “aw shucks” when getting a few compliments! Hazel turned her indigo eyes back into Klaus’s smiling face and giggled again. She tried to distract herself by shoving more sashimi into her mouth. Now, it was Klaus’ turn to chuckle. He and Hazel had hung out together almost since the beginning of their mutual housing arrangement. They played video games, went to the movies, college games, or just shot the breeze at work. Not to mention, the wild and wanton sex they would have when ever one of them caught the itch. This occasion was the first time that Hazel and Klaus had really been on a date-date. Meaning, wearing nice clothes, getting themselves cleaned up, and heading for one the better eateries to enjoy good food and each other’s company. Their destination was Kyoto Bliss Asian Fusion. One of the newer restaurants in town that was already gaining a reputation for being an upscale but reasonably priced asian eatery. A particular favorite was the sushi. Neither had been here before but they had ordered plenty of Chinese take-out. This was the good stuff, no offense to Changs, and both hare’s were quite excited. Klaus never had said this out loud but he had discovered that the best way to get on the big hare’s good side was with food. Honestly though, he had been a little nervous when he had asked Hazel out for real. This wasn’t just hanging out at the coffee shop after shift because they were too broke to go anywhere else, this was a date-date. The sexual relationship had been great but lately, Klaus had been going through…call it a quarter-life crisis, and thus determined that he wanted to be more than just friends with benefits, but did Hazel desire the same? If this evening had been any indication, Hazel seemed to receptive. When Klaus had asked her out, Hazel’s eyes had widened and she had sputtered a bit. At least she said yes. As their night had progressed, the brown hare’s uncharacteristic sheepishness had melted away and she became her old self again. Mostly… Their waitress, a panda named Amanda bustled over while on her rounds. “More plum wine?” “Please!” The waitress then turned to Klaus. “More sake?” “Top me off!” Hazel smiled as the slender panda refilled her glass with the violet colored alcohol. Klaus did the same when Amanda did the same with his. When it was full, Hazel called out when the waitress retreated. “Keep it coming!” She turned back to Klaus who was still gazing at the caramel colored hare. Hazel blushed again and sank into her collar fur. Which only made her look more adorable. Hazel’s violet eyes widened. In an attempt to dissuade him, she looked around almost frantically for something to point out. Such a reversal! “You know what’s funny?” Pointing over Klaus shoulder. Klaus obligingly looked over his shoulder and saw their panda waiter carrying a tray of entrees to another table. “What?” “She’s a panda.” “So?” “Panda’s are from China and Kyoto is in Japan.” Klaus, without missing a beat, smirked and held up his sake. “True, but this is a fusion restaurant, Chinese, Japanese and I think a few of dishes are from Thailand.” Hazel giggled. “True dat.” She raised her glass and they both clinked them together for what must have been the fifth time that evening. “You’re so smart, Klaus. Knew that from the day you appeared on my doorstep carrying that box full of books!” “You’re smart too, Haze. I just think you’re too much a girl of action to read books.” Hazel laughed. “I’ll have plenty of time for reading when I’m too old and grey to party anymore.” Klaus shook his head. “You’ll never stop the party Hazel. You’ll be old and grey and still dancing on the tabletop. I bet my ears that you’ll cost a nightclub out there a bit of business because: “an old lady died right on that dance floor!” Hazel covered her muzzle just in time to stifle one of her trademark cackles. Not quite the right place for such an expression. When the laugh faded, she reached out and took Klaus’ hand. “You always know the right thing to say to me, stud.” She heaved a sigh herself and looked deeply into Klaus’s own eyes. Now, the other hare could see why someone would feel ‘put on’ by such a gaze. Some of Klaus old habits tingled at him to blush and/or squirm uncomfortably at being stared at by such a beautiful and frankly, big, woman. Call him a lovesick fool, but he was just too happy to care. “You say that like no one’s said the right thing to you.” Klaus thought he had sounded joking but the sparkle in Hazel’s purple eyes dimmed slightly. She smirked and tried to brush it off by looking away, but the melancholy remained lodged in her gaze. “Hazel?” The coffee and cream colored hare didn’t answer right away. She reached for her wine glass and drained half the glass in one gulp. “It’s nothing!” She had said that far too quickly. She shoveled another bit of sushi into her mouth and chewed it. Also, far too quickly. Klaus released Hazel’s hand and leaned back crossing his arms over his slender chest. Hazel was stuffing another piece of fish into her mouth before looking up from under her hair. Ordinarily, the sight would have been an adorable one, complete with a puppy dog, one eyed gaze. With her old playmates it would have successfully defused the scrutiny. Klaus had lived with her for too long, (the longest on record!) and knew her too well to be deterred. No matter how cute that little piece of asian cuisine sticking from her mouth made her. She gave a cute blink that didn’t fool Klaus for a minute. Hazel closed her single visible eye and swallowed her bite before sighing. “You really are different.” That phrase made the gears under Klaus’ ears spin. Outwardly, his face remained the same. Hazel took another drink, this one gentler than the last one and spoke. “I don’t think I need to tell you but when you have a body like mine, you get a lot of attention.” To emphasize the point, she tucked in her elbows to give her girls a boost. Klaus dutifully flicked his gaze downward and watched the heaving juggs move under her shirt. He remained focused and returned his gaze to his girlfriend. “For a long time, most guys and a few girls would want me but only for my tits. If they spent more than a night or two with me…well…remember how nervous you used to be around me? Klaus did remember. Hazel was great but a lot to handle. “Honestly, I was partially to blame for it. I like sex! Hell, I probably used them as much they used me. That was part of the reason I stayed here after graduation. Plenty of jocks and professors around here for a fun weekend and would be gone in a few months as the transferred or graduated but I dunno.” She tapped her chopsticks on the largely empty plate. “It seemed like sex was my only hobby. I think I liked it a little too much at times.” “Don’t you dare call yourself a slut!” Klaus only barely remembered to keep his voice down. Klaus felt a heat ignite in his gut. A few ears still twitched in their direction, one turned their head. Hazel took his hand in her own and ran her thumb over his knuckles. “Never, stud. I am proud of my body and I never gave it to anyone who I didn’t think was worthy.” She giggled and it ran over him like clean water. “When I was a kit, the other kids would tease me for being so big.” She lifted her other arm and flexed it. Hazel couldn’t really be called muscular but he could still see firmness under that very soft fur. “Nowadays, they wish they had my body.” Hazel laughed. “Anyway, sometimes I think I was using my body to…I dunno. Shield myself from real companionship. I had plenty of playmates but actual friends…well I think you’ve learned, stud: I’m a whole lot of woman. She put down the chopsticks finished the glass of plum wine. The panda returned and topped off their glasses once again. It was Klaus’s turn to drain half of the glass. “Oh you!” Grasping Klaus’ hand once again. “Here I am going all water works, when were supposed to be having a good time!” Hazel lost patience with the chopsticks scooped the last of her meal down her throat with her fork. Klaus looked at his own plate and decided to do the same. He was still frowning and Hazel noticed. “Hey!” said Hazel after wiping the crumbs from her cheeks. “I know just the thing to cheer you up!” She placed the napkin over her plate and then drew her hands up to her chest. Klaus knew what was coming but his heart still quickened. Hazel’s eye lowered and she pressed into her covered chest. The fabric stretched as the flesh billowed upward from the pressure of Hazel’s hands. Hazel’s lips parted and her pink tongue ran across her teeth. Her hands went lower and jostled her magnificent breasts up and down. Confined as they were Klaus swore he could still see the jiggle of the playful flesh underneath. If Klaus wanted a superpower, it would be X-Ray vision! There were several reactions that Klaus could choose from but there was only one that would not result in the two of them getting banned from the restaurant. He liked Kyoto Fusion and he wanted to try the udon noodles. “Check Please!” He said…maybe a little too loudly. Hazel smiled and let her bust go. Sadly, it did not bounce as much as it normally did. Just a bit of jostling. The shirt and bra could only do so much. The panda returned once again with a small binder containing the sum total of the two hare’s meal and on a small tray… “Oooh! Fortune Cookies!” Hazel squealed as Klaus slid his debit card into the slot. Klaus cracked opened the cookie and after popping the pieces in his mouth, read the little piece of paper. Hazel did the same. “What’s does yours say?” asked Hazel. Her gaze was strangely fixated upon the little slip of paper in her fingers. “Great Pleasures Await You.” The two hare’s simultaneously met identical gazes. A different heat had ignited in Klaus gut. “What about yours?” “Take life for all its joy.” The young couple stared deeply into each others intense gazes. The sweetness previously in Hazel’s eyes was incinerated by a new heat promising a different kind of desert. It thrilled the white hare more than any roller coaster. “Lets get out of here…” said Hazel. “Lets.” said Klaus. The fate’s must have heard the outcry of their souls for Amanda returned for the final time with the receipt. Klaus signed it and Hazel threw down a twenty. She was the one who always carried cash. The two nearly knocked over their chairs. **** Hazel hadn’t even cared that there were other people in the elevator and neither had Klaus. They had their arms wrapped around each other so hard they might have merged on the cellular level, if it wasn’t for each other’s clothing. Klaus tasted the wasabi and plum wine on Hazel’s tongue and Hazel tasted soy sauce and sake. It tasted wonderful. The elevator to the second floor dinged open and the golden retriever shuffled off quickly to make room for the couple. An awkward four footed shuffle occurred as the intwined organism made their way down the hall, hands going everywhere they could. Nothing could beat the feel of the zaftig hare’s bare fur underneath his fingers but there was definitely something special about fondling the yielding flesh through her clothes. Half the fun was in the anticipation. From between tongues and hands, Klaus reached for the door knob. Locked. Why had he expected otherwise? “Key?” He managed to breath out between the larger hare’s insatiable muzzle and probing tongue. Hazel leaned herself down and began to nibble at the base of his ears. Klaus’ fur stood on end. Along with a few other parts of his body. “Guess…” Her hot breath gusted over his fur. She had been the one in the lead after they had parked. Klaus, trying hard to think clearly, began to paw at her plaited skirt. This one had pockets but no key was to be found. Her hands were squeezing his own ass right now and he couldn’t feel any key there. Definitely not. Hazel flexed her wide hips and pressed Klaus’ favorite part of her body into his chest and neck. Even through the off the shoulder shirt and her industrial strength bra, her extravagant breasts could be felt squishing and mooshing as if desperate to escape their confinement. ‘Oh! Lightbulb!’ He reluctantly ceased his groping of Hazel’s flawless body and directed his hands to grip her shoulders. Hazel was stronger than the smaller hare but she allowed herself to be pushed away. Klaus own hot breath wafted over the expanse of her torso. Hazel’s brown fur stood up on end and her ears shot up straight up to the ceiling. Gently but firmly, Klaus pulled down the strap of the dark shirt. Inch by inch more of the smooth fur the color of coffee with cream was revealed to him. His ear twitched at hoof steps making their way around the corner before darting away a lot faster. Klaus was only tangentially aware of it, a remnant of a prey animal’s increased awareness. His main focus was on his amazing girlfriend and her equally amazing melons. More of Hazel’s vast cleavage canyon was revealed. With every inch revealed his heart beat harder in his own chest. He was almost disappointed when after about of a quarter of breast flesh was revealed, it was interrupted by the silver glint of the key chain. “Go on now…reach into the cookie jar!” Hazel lolled the words in her mouth like a cherry lollipop. Klaus almost came right there in the hallway. He did reach for the cookie but not with his hands. They were busy elsewhere. Instead, he grinned wickedly and lunged down. Hazel squealed as her boyfriend’s muzzle buried in between her big melons and did his best impressive of an eager canine snuffling around for their bone. The big boobs threatened to swallow him whole, the yielding flesh caressing his fuzzy cheeks. He could have remained there forever. Unfortunately, his body reminded him that it needed to breath. Stupid Lungs! He emerged from the cleavage canyon, the silver apartment key grasped in his grinning jaw. Hazel grinned back and dived back to kiss him the second the key left his mouth. The key in the lock was a fitting metaphor. Shoes were kicked off and turned into lame doorstops. Klaus’s watch and Hazel’s recycled brass bracelet were removed and tossed onto the counter. Hazel’s wild hands petted the firm body of her boyfriend and as soon as the shoes were off she reached her strong arms towards the collar of Klaus’ shirt. Klaus firmly grasped her wrists. “No! No!” Klaus’s words were muffled by Hazel’s ravenous muzzle. Her fingers were still straining to reach his shirt but Klaus’ wallet had been hurting lately in regards to clothes. “Hazel! This is a good shirt!” Hazel got the message and settled for hungrily kissing the smaller hare and stroking his junk through his pants and running the other up and down his spine. Klaus set a world record for unbuttoning his sixty dollar polo shirt without tearing the buttons. The cheap t-shirt underneath was no so fortunate and it was soon transformed into cleaning rags under Hazel’s strong hands. Klaus honestly thought she had taken a few handfuls of fur with her! Not one to be left out, Klaus began to use his own hands to claw at Hazel’s shirt and skirt. Now, it was Hazel’s turn to reluctantly pull away. “You” kiss “Be careful” kiss “too!” Klaus understood, Hazel was also wearing nicer clothes. He willed his hands to keep still as he unzipped her pleated skirt and gently peeled of her off the shoulder shirt. Both were tossed away farthest from the bedroom along with Klaus’ nice black pants. Now, both hares were clad only in their underthings. Klaus boxers were tight on his waist as his boner strained for release. Hazel began to reach for the clasp of her heavy duty bra, but Klaus once again swatted her hands away. “Not quite yet!” The white hare licked his chops just like when his sushi platter had been delivered earlier that evening. Hazel felt her slit shiver with excitement. He reached up for the silky cups. The silken, black bra was a big one but not quite big enough for Hazel’s girls. A bulge of caramel colored flesh poked over each cup and it seemed to grow with every quickening breath. It made them look even bigger than before! Hazel’s ears drooped and she bit her bottom lip, her pointed teeth stuck downward. “They’re like presents on Christmas Day.” Heaving the wobbling tits under the material of the bra. He lowered his lips and gave the left tit a, long lick. Hazel threw her head back and moaned. Klaus’s rough tongue on her soft tits was like mana from heaven. What did Hazel do to deserve such a man? Her man repeated the action on the other breast and Hazel felt her loins clench. Turns out bras were good for something after all. The large, black cups were the perfect handles to jostle and jiggle the vast expanses of undulating flesh. Up and down, back and forth, Hazel’s confined tits were like a wave pool. Sometimes, the engorged mammary glands would clap together with an audible spank. Hazel’s was biting her lips to contain her moans so hard there was a worry she would bleed. Klaus may have saved his shirt but he was pretty sure his underwear would have to be sacrificed. “Oh Klaus! More, More!” Worth it. Hazel’s underwear was becoming more wet by the second and her legs were twisting as the heat coiled up her loins. Klaus’ boner was throbbing like a black eye. Despite the problems with their lower regions, the two entwined hares managed to make it over to Hazel’s bedroom. Klaus playtime with his favorite toys was ended when the larger hare actually wrapped her arms around him, lifted him off the floor and threw him on her bed. A little bit of Klaus’ prey instincts came to fore when the large mammal climbed over him, her pointed underbite glinting in the dim light of the bedroom. His hair stood on end and he actually shivered slightly. Hazel only smiled and leaned downward. Klaus own teeth glinted as he opened his mouth in anticipation at what was about to occur. Hazel reached behind her, granting Hazel the epic-worthy sight of her tremendous bust straining at the synthetic fabric of her bra. Unlike most times, this was one of Hazel’s better ones, so she deftly undid the clasp. The undergarment went flying but Klaus only had eyes for his woman’s massive, bouncy tits. He had seen them bare just this morning but those mocha colored orbs never failed to make him feel that all was right with the universe. He was always afraid that one day Hazel’s shirt would come off and her bust had changed or had only been an illusion. Not this time! They were as squishy and delightful as they always were and Hazel displayed them as proudly as always. Klaus thanked whichever gods were listening when his girlfriend leaned down let him bury his face once again in the seemingly endless balloons of warm, furry, flesh. An outside observer might have been concerned for Klaus as his thin, short, body was seemingly consumed by the larger hare but Klaus was in heaven right now. Hazel was having a pretty good time herself now. Her big body, writhed and flexed, her mounds of flesh gyrated with the motions as Klaus all but attacked her breasts. His hands stroked her sides a few times before traveling upwards to a much more pleasurable locale than her rib cage. Klaus ears were as erect as his dick as he licked, kissed, and even nipped at Hazel’s nipples and breasts. Hazel’s ears on the other hand, flopped and flapped as the waves and ripples of pleasure wracked her form. The movements of her ears were matched by those of her boobs. Thanks to the mouth and hands of her boyfriend and her own pleasure wracked movements, Hazel’s breasts bounced and jostled as if they were imbued with lives of their own. “So jiggly!” Klaus’s voice was muffled through the thick flesh. “So ‘ah!’ twisty” was Hazel’s gasping reply. She loved how her man’s tongue danced around her pebbled nipple. Thee probing muscle twisted it around in his mouth in ways Hazel hadn’t thought possible. And she’d been with lesbians! Hazel could feel the heat in her slobbering loins building and building. Such was her curse/blessing in the form of her tits! She could orgasm even when it was just upstairs outsidies! Not this time though…Hazel wanted something a little different! Klaus time in heaven abruptly ended as Hazel lifted her torso from his face. A line of drool briefly tied his mouth to her left nipple. Their eyes met. “Your boner is trying to get in through my belly button and I think there is a much better place to put it.” Grabbing each other, the entwined pair rolled over, sending the comforter to the floor. Now Klaus was on top. It had always fascinated him how dynamic Hazel’s huge, natural tits were. The way they didn’t just stick out like balloons, in spite of the many comparisons made to them. They moved motions of their mistress and flowed like the ocean of flesh they were. The way they moved with the. Flat on her back the way she was now, her juggs seemed to sink back over her chest, her nipples like prominent islands. Klaus knew exactly what to do. He lunged forward onto Hazel’s ribs. At the same time, his hands grabbing onto Hazel’s tits as if they were the only thing keeping him from plummeting to his doom. His dick had indeed found a much better place than Hazel’s belly button. The warm, flesh of the hare’s chest enveloped his throbbing organ. It felt like he was touching a live circuit! Every pale hair on the hare stood on end. Even his cottontail started wagging a bit. Hazel moaned, almost screamed, as Klaus dug into the soft tissue of her breasts. Klaus had told her once that he was a little afraid that he was hurting her. “Baby. If your hurting me, I’ll let you know!” had been her response. Such eloquent replies escaped her now, the hare had serotonin to ride. They both did. Klaus smushed her sensitive breasts in his hands, causing Hazel to moan loudly and Klaus to join in. Just the feel was summation every fantasy! His hip’s immediately began to rock back and forth, drawing his dick out into the cold, cruel air before placing it back into the warm, safe cavern of Hazel’s bosom. In and out. In and out. His thin hips slapped against the underside of her tits almost as loudly a busting her cunt! He braced his feet on her bed and kept his grip firm to make her canyon of fur as tight as possible. Hazel gripped the smaller hare’s thighs and aided in the pushing and pulling. Rapture erupted from her tits and into her entire body. Her muzzle yawned opened as she cried out as a small orgasm, but an orgasm nonetheless, caused her loins to burn. She too, implemented mental exercises to keep her from blowing her gasket to soon. Only in her case, she thought of a bad massage she’d had on spring break in Acapulco. When the memories of cramping had tamed the waves, she concentrated on Klaus, still pounding away into her chest. With a gasp, Klaus suddenly released his hold on her tits and leaned back on hand grasping the base of his cock. Precum combined with her fur had already cast the veiny organ in a sticky glaze. With only one gasp to catch his breath, he lifted his cock and brought it down like a hammer onto one of Hazel’s tits. The flesh undulated like a water balloon. Breathing a few gasps of her own, Hazel released her grip on Klaus’s legs and held her breasts in place for the green eyed hare. Klaus’ cock became a joystick that was a lot more fun to play with than any silly video game. His lit pupils became locked on her nipples as he moved his cock over each of them. The feeling of the hard, yet supple nipples on his rock hard member could never be described to those who haven’t felt it for themselves! He then lifted it up and brought it back down. Up and Down. Over and over again. The smacks his motions made against his girlfriend’s chest were music to his ears. His cock continued to drool precum that was smeared all over the wobbling tits. Soon, the large expanse of boob flesh was glistening with Klaus’ man butter. The sight turned him on so much, Klaus may have been starting to drool. The two stared hotly at each other’s gaze’s over Hazel’s heaving chest and Klaus realized that Hazel really was starting to drool. Hazel licked her lips and her eyes suddenly lit up. “My turn!” Using strength that Klaus was intimately familiar with, Hazel gripped him around his waist, lifted him up and threw him under her. She was ready for the main event! Hazel then took Klaus’ legs and pushed up into the air. Some might have called the positioning emasculating but Klaus had long learned that letting the woman be in charge had opened a whole, new world of sex! Hazel crawled up to straddle him. She pressed Klaus’ knees up to his chest. His member stuck out from between his legs. He groaned as the stiff flesh came into contact with Hazel’s sodden pussy, the hot musk dampening his fur. Like most women, Hazel hated being called fat but she was also under no delusions: she was a big girl. Klaus was no glass figurine but she was heavier than him and needed to be careful. “You like that!?” Hazel almost yelled. “I love it!” said Klaus. “Well, get ready for more!” Hazel squatted downward and took her man into her. Hazel cried out in pleasure and Klaus snarled through clenched teeth. The look rendered him looking rather feral! Hazel loved it! “Yes!” “Yes!” That was the last cognizant word that either mammal was going to express for several moments. Just like in her workout videos, Hazel used her lower body to squat up and then down. Up Klaus’ cock and down Klaus’ cock. When she knelt down, Klaus used his own thighs to push her back up. Electricity flowed through them both as hare rode hare. Klaus’ eyes cracked open and were immediately struck dumb at the sight of his woman’s magnificent tits bouncing and heaving with the motion of her strong, thick thighs. If only he could reach! He had to content himself with bracing himself against the big bunny and the soft fur of her legs. Still very nice! Hazel gasped and panted both from the exertion and the sheer pleasure of Klaus’ dick penetrating deep inside her, feeling it throb and pulse inside her. Amazingly, he hadn’t come yet! She was even starting to do some gyrating! Klaus’ lower back began to ache and his elevated feet were beginning to go numb from being up in the air. If anything, the pain made the pleasure even more acute! He gripped Hazel’s calves tightly in his hands. Hazel’s feet were keeping her elevated just enough to ride her man but without fracturing his pelvis or pulling something that wasn’t supposed to be pulled. If Klaus was in pain, it wasn’t enough to make him voice it! His eyes were tightly shut as he internally waged a no-holds barred clash with his arousal. For the moment, he was holding his own, keeping himself from coming too soon. He had been saving up for this night and Klaus wanted to make it special. It was paying off. Hazel’s thighs began to quiver and her stomach began to tighten. Her ears were standing stock still on her head, with only the slightest twitch indicating the energy building up inside her like a rocket! She leaned over the grey hare and rode him harder. Droplets of sweat from her heaving body sprayed off her coat and landed on Klaus. He even caught a few with his tongue! “I’m butter!” Her cry devolved into a moan and Hazel’s walls clamped down on Klaus ‘shaft. Klaus had an earlier resolution confirmed beyond all doubt: He was never going to get tired of this wonderful, jiggling, hare! The two hare’s grinded against each other, before mutually deciding that Klaus’ thighs had enough and they slumped over to the side. Hazel’s cunt didn’t stop with its motions and continued to flex and burst around the firm rod. All the while, the high continued to emulate Hazel’s riding of Klaus. The two just gasped and groaned over each other. When the most of the high faded, Hazel realized something. Her violet eyes widened. To the brown hare’s amazement, Klaus still hadn’t come! A few leaks if the mess on her chest was any indication but he was keeping himself pent up quite successfully. “Someone’s been practicing!” There was genuine admiration in her voice. Enough to illicit a cocky grin from Klaus. Just like every man who is complimented on his performance. That was what Hazel truly loved about this roommate turned lover. Even though, he wasn’t the most physically imposing specimen Hazel had ever been with, he exuded so much confidence and willingness to please her that it pulled at her heartstrings every time. Used to be that all the poor guy could manage was a few minutes of groping before he was messing his pants! Now- Suddenly Hazel had an idea. Maybe it was the pleasure of the entire evening that had loosened her up but she though of something that either of them had not pleasured as much as her chest. It was high time it got it’s fair share. Gathering up her energy, Hazel leaned up and gave the white hare a firm shove off the bed. He nearly stumbled over the discarded clothing from the evening. Hazel’s eyes glinted in delight before she scooted toward the edge and flipped over, her feet touching the floor. Her back arched into the air, thrusting up her rear. Klaus just stared. For a long time, ever since he was thirteen or so, Klaus had simply been all about boobs, breasts, and tits. Nothing else. Whenever a stacked gazelle or cat passed at the swimming pool, he would watch their swollen mammary glands rock in their swim suit and promptly turn his gaze elsewhere when they passed. He lacked the appropriate appreciation for another swollen part of their anatomies. As he matured and his tastes grew alongside him, he began to gain greater appreciation for the female form as whole. He would always be a breast man but he had realized the Hazel also had his second favorite piece of the female form in abundance: a dynamite ass. The vast expanse of Hazel’s gluteus maximus was presented to him. Her bushy little tail was pointed up high in a fluffy imitation of his own straining member. It twitched and beckoned him like the green garnish on the night’s nigiri dinner. The chocolate spot on her wide breeding hips perfectly framed the massive butt’s rounded cheeks. Klaus wanted to just ravish it right then and there but he managed to tamp down his eagerness. He needed to stay in the moment. This was a prize sent by the universe before him. He had to take time to appreciate the gift. The magnificent rear end tapered down to legs that were toned, shapely and layered with just enough fat. Excess fat was reserved for Klaus’ favorite parts. In front of the ass, Hazel’s head remained turned toward the front of the bed but her cocoa dipped ears were still standing straight up. Klaus knew his Hazel, those twitches were not of nervousness but of excitement! She turned her head around slowly, a single violet eye making contact with Klaus own. He knew what she wanted. Klaus finally finished his visual appreciation. Time to begin the physical. His fingers digging into the soft, yielding flesh of Hazels excellent rear. The hare grunted as his dick gave involuntary throb and he didn’t even need to touch it. Hazel huffed at the contact of Klaus hands. She gave her hips a little jerk, causing the fleshy globes of her ass to wobble beneath Klaus’ probing fingers. That served only as further motivation for the male hare. He quickly adapted his techniques for playing with Hazel’s boobs to playing with her ass flesh. The fur covering her large butt was just as soft as the rest of her voluptuous body. The key difference between Hazel’s wonderful tits and her wonderful ass was that Klaus’ hands soon met firm muscle underneath the bouncing flesh. “Damn girl! You’ve got muscles!” Hazel laughed and gave her butt a twerk. “I take care of what Momma gave me!” She squeaked when Klaus gave her left cheek a pinch. “Well…in this case. ‘eep!’ What Grandma Scarlet ‘ah’ gave me!” Sensible conversation left as Klaus gave her butt cheek a firm slap. Hazel squeaked in delight as the hand sank its fingers into the jostling flesh. The other cheek was given a slap of its own. Then more from the top and bottom. Klaus could have stood there for ages just slapping and smacking that ass. It was hypnotic. The plump butt cheeks echoed their sisters higher up and seemed to move on their own with every motion, from without and within. The flesh jiggled and jostled with both the actions of Klaus’ wonderful hands and the jerks and twerks of Hazel’s legs and hips. The brown hare groaned as the pale hare simultaneously gripped both fat cheeks spread them wide and smacked them back together. “Eek!” Hazel squirmed and bit her lip as the two globes of flesh hitting each other again and again. Her man was having fun! “You like my ass!?” “Hell Yeah!” Klaus released one of the fat globes and grabbed the base of his cock and started to spank her with it! Her exhausted cunt couldn’t help but start dripping again. “More than my tits?” “Hell No!” But he continued to spank her with gusto, leading Hazel to surmise what had gone unsaid: Pretty damn close though! “Gahd Damn!” Klaus spoke those words in time for the main event. He moved from the side to the center. Grabbing her wide hips, Klaus then moved his cock to the wide valley of flesh where cheek met cheek. Three parts of his body eagerly explored the wide ass that was beholden to him. “Oooh!” Hazel moaned as she felt Klaus’ cock slide up her crack. She wondered if he was going to put it in. Then the smaller hare suddenly leaned over her back and mooshed her gluteals together over his rod. Her man was in the mood for a hot dog! Klaus hips moved back before slamming into Hazel’s own. The sensations around his pulsing organ were exquisite. Her ass felt very similar to her tits and yet different enough to be a treat. It was firmer than her marvelous boobs but Klaus enjoyed firmness every now and then. Hazel clenched her jaw and arched her back. She could feel the next orgasm winding up inside her. She was so damn sensitive. Even just a man’s dick going back and forth between her butt cheeks could send her spiraling down the hole of carnal pleasure. Klaus was spiraling as well. Hazel had been quite right when she said he’d been practicing. His techniques had paid off excellently, he’d actually managed to keep himself contained all night long. At long last though, his defenses were beginning to crack under the pressure of the irrepressible sexiness of his big bunny! He allowed it, welcomed it, but it couldn’t come too soon! He wedged his dick deeper into the firm flesh of Hazel’s ass, his hips slamming into hers with a gusto. His eyes flew open as he heard her cry out: “More, More!” Gods, he loved this woman. Both hares arched their backs as their hips did more and more of the work. Hazel clenched the muscles in her rear and her legs shifted against each other. Her loins were doing some clenching of their own. As the sensations built within him, Klaus felt the wall he had build slowly crumble, brick by brick, it was coming. At long last… “KLAUS!!!” “HAZEL!!!” The apartment echoed with the howls of two enraptured souls locked in the throes of orgasm. “GRAAAHHH!!!” And Klaus’ wall finally broke. “AH HOLY CRAP!!!” Hazel cried out as she felt the long cock pulsing in between her ass cheeks as the white seed erupted. It fell all over her speckled back in big, white gobbets. That was only the beginning. Pleasure crashed against him like rogue waves on the Bering Sea, jets of cum coinciding with every hit. He too, cried out to whatever god was listening, his voice echoing off the walls. Hazel’s joined him, writhing in pleasure as his jazz rained all over her back. “Good Goddess! It got in my hair!” That was going to be fun to clean out. Finally, but all too soon, Klaus’ pent up spunk was exhausted. Giving a few more jerks, he drained his reserves. Both of them collapsed onto the bed dead. tired. Hare’s tended to be like that. An intense session of sex followed by sleep. Both of them had long realized that neither particularly enjoyed sleeping on jizz and girl cum. Klaus reluctantly pulled himself and then the larger Hazel off of the bed. “Hmm…such a strong stud!” Hazel purred the words but Hazel could sense the fatigue behind the words. Klaus only smiled and pulled them both into the shower. They ended up only doing a quick rinse, in spite of how much Klaus enjoyed the sight of droplets of water running down Hazel’s tits. He was quite spent for the evening. Cleansed of the body fluids for the most part, the two emerged from the steamy bathroom headed toward Klaus’ room and its thankfully clean bed. The poor bed frame creaked in protest as the two hare’s collapsed naked unto the comforter. Thank goodness for fur. In spite of being larger than he was, Hazel curled up and cuddled into Klaus neck scruff. Both souls let out long, contended sighs. The two just enjoyed the afterglow. “I think we can give Kyoto Bliss Fusion a five-star review. This was a well-spent evening!” Klaus felt Hazel’s muzzle smile into his pelt. “Lets check out that Jordanian place next.” Klaus smiled and kissed the top of Hazel’s head. “It’s a date…” **** Please Favorite! Please Comment! Please Watch!