Extremely Indulgent Tales

“Bang-Bunny Adventures”
“Belinda And The Neighbors: Part Two”

When Ericka had woken up this morning, the last thing she expected was this. There she was, standing and staring in rapt fascination and horror, watching her obnoxious bunny neighbor lap up her son Kyle's cum. Why wasn't she stopping this? What the hell was keeping her from speaking up? She couldn't answer these or any such questions as she silently observed the raunchy rabbit gobble her darling colt's seed. A pang of guilt hit her chest as she saw the look of fear and pleasure on his cute little face. But none of this even came close to the shame she felt just before his climax. When her young colt's voice was cracking and throwing his head back, Ericka could no longer pretend that the dampness between her thighs was just sweat.

Belinda stood up from in front of the sweaty colt and kicked off her sandals. She turned to the mare and said, “well, since you're so familiar with his taste, you can warm him up for my second round.”

She could WHAT?! A bitter, repulsive chill ran up Ericka's spine at the bunny woman's boldness. Just who the fuck did this bitch think she... hey, what were her legs doing?! Without any sign of hesitation, the mother horse walked across the floor of the living room and knelt down in front of her half-naked son. Being so close to him, to his superb package, smelling his sweat and musk—ohhh~ that sweet aroma of her beautiful boy's crotch— quite incentivised her cooperation. Now Ericka felt like she normally did when her body ached for a male, during those long periods in the absence of her husband. The presence of her neighbor didn't seem to matter as she stared hungrily at her son.

Kyle, too, seemed to slip into a familiar state of mind, his face flushing red and his breathing getting heavier and more steady. His mother crept closer on her knees, brushing her hands up along his thighs. Belinda slipped off her g-string and sat in a nearby sofa-chair, rubbing herself. The colt's mother pulled the front of her t-shirt up, exposing her breasts—modest, but perky, and with cute little nipples—before diving her face into the boy-cub's lap. Watching this from an outside perspective was at once fascinating and arousing to the rabbit milf. Ericka took her son's studly cock in both hands and shoved her face right in his balls.

“Mmff! Ahh, haah, huuh! Huuooh Mom~,” the colt moaned and huffed. His shiny monster cock swelled and throbbed in his mother's grasp. Her breathing quickened, and she tongue-kissed his bulbous, sloshing balls more and more aggressively. Belinda caught sight of the mare's eyes rolling back while pigging out on her boy-cub's gonads, and let out an impressed whistle. “Wow, princess. You like your men quite fresher than most, huh?”

“Mlnnn~, nlo! Ipth nop lipe thaff~ (no, it's not like that!)” Ericka grunted, lips dragging all over his young, bulging ball-meat. She smacked her boy's cum-balloons with wet kisses, then spoke more coherently. “Only for him. 'Mnwah~' Only my special stallion~. Olmnunm~” She resumed snogging Kyle's sac—his shaft was nice and rigid in her hands by this point—and dove one hand under the waist of her skirt to rub her dampening panties

“Mmm, I see,” Belinda hummed. She accepted her answer, but mildly toyed with the idea of expanding the mare's horizons—after teaching her who's boss, of course. “So, when did you realize you had an appetite for your baby boy's undercarriage~?”

Ericka kissed and licked at the base of Kyle's long meatpole, seemingly ignoring the question as she made her way up toward its head. That she was losing the will to resist her intruder's annoying questions was far less vexing than the idea of having to pull herself away from the colt's delicious genitalia in order to answer them. Reluctantly, she parted her lips from the stiff rod. “My husband, Albert, was coming back from some business abroad. Japan, I think, or some Pacific island place,” She began, stroking her son's stupid-thick cock in the meantime. “I'd taken some 'his-and-hers' pills to surprise him when he got home, but then his last flight got delayed until the next day afternoon. I was wet as the Nile...! Then Kyle got home from school, and~....”

“And you quenched your thirst~,” Belinda concluded. Ericka flushed a deeper red and nodded. The rabbit started to gently moan as she worked her wet nethers in anticipation. “Did you, you know... punch his ticket?”

The horse mother's eyes widened, “GOD NO! I mean, sure, I was hornier than hell, but I'm his mother! I sucked him dry and made do with my hand.”

The Bunny milf grinned impishly, having hoped for this answer. “In that case, you won't mind if I have his first time instead~.”

The look on the mare's face was priceless. Such a war of emotions—shock, bitter disgust, worry, and a small hint of curiosity. In the end, however, her will to resist Belinda's word was totally absent, and she muttered in a defeated tone, “I... suppose not...” Ericka reluctantly pulled herself away from her son's lap and sat back on the floor. The rabbit mama licked her lips, the flavor of the colt's thick baby-gravy was still fresh on her tongue and mouth. She got up out of her seat and moved to stand in front of the erect horse boy. At first she was going to just mount his pole and ride him silly right there on the couch, but then a better plan came to her.

She held out her hand and said, “why don't you show me to your room, stud~.” Kyle shook silently as if in the sights of a voracious predator—which wasn't far from the truth—then eventually muttered his assent, and took her hand. He got up from the couch and cautiously led the bunny mama toward the stairs, with his mother following behind them. On the way up, Belinda allowed herself a first-class view of the boy's 'ASSets.' Despite his lean frame, the colt sported a delectable pair of round cheeks under his brush tail. Belinda couldn't wait to get her hands on them when the fun started. A short way down the hall, they arrived at Kyle's bedroom. Some mild clutter on the floor marred the otherwise admirable tidiness of the space. Across from the doorway laid a twin-size box-spring-mattress bed with unassuming red blanket and white sheets. It was barely large enough for the two of them. Perfect.

Our bodacious brown bunny milf casually walked over to the quaint little bed and laid her nude self on her back. She beckoned Kyle over with a finger, and he obeyed, leaving his enthralled mother in the doorway. The colt got to the foot of the bed, and Belinda asked, “so, how does it look?”

“Huh?” he answered, wrong-footed.

“A fully grown, naked woman lying in your bed, waiting just for you~,” she elaborated.

“Oh! It's, uhh... it's awesome. You're r-r-eally hot.”

“Thank you, hun. Mmm~, you're easy on the eyes, yourself.” Belinda cooed, her eyes glued to his superb erection. The lucky boy climbed into bed and stood on his knees before her legs, which she then opened wide for him. His huge horsecock bobbed and throbbed as the enormity of the situation dawned on him—was he about to lose his virginity? Like, for real this time?! Sure, the time his mom gave him his first blowjob was amazing—and he certainly didn't complain when she came back for more—but he couldn't ignore the desire for the real deal. The main event. Actually having SEX! “Hellooo? Earth to Kyle.”

“Huh? Wha?” the colt stammered.”

Belinda chuckled, “you're not just going to look at it all day, are ya~?”

“Oh! Um, n-no, I just.. umm...” he fumbled, anxiety showing on his face.

Belinda chided herself, suddenly feeling callous. He's never done this before, you idiot. “Sorry, sweet-thing. I didn't mean to rush you... Would you like a hand?” The colt calmed himself and nodded. She gently guided his member into line with her crotch, the flared head bumping and rubbing her slit. “There,” the rabbit breathed, “now, when you're ready, just push, and the rest will come naturally~.” Kyle's breathing increased and he placed his hands on her thighs. Slowly, he pushed his hips forward and, with some difficulty, penetrated the older woman.

They both gasped and moaned from the sensation—a big, thick hunk of meat plunging into a tight, wet hole. The young colt almost started hyperventilating, but the sudden urge to thrust took precedent in his body, and so he began. His thrusts were sluggish, hesitant and clumsy, but nevertheless had the desired effect. Belinda hummed and cooed, and slid her hands along his back as she took his exquisitely shaped and proportioned boy-cock deeper with every few thrusts. Their huffy breaths and grunts—and soon the wet sounds of their joining—filled the room, and echoed out the door past the helpless, blushing mother mare. Ericka clung to the doorjamb as she watched, absolutely incapable of tearing her eyes away from the sight of her son plowing her neighbor. But what rooted her to the spot was no longer fear, or disgust, or even the bunny milf's enchanting confidence. As her hips fidgeted and her legs rubbed against the wood frame of the door, the one emotion that sat at the forefront of her mind was a bitter, stinging, burning envy!

It should be HER in that bed! Gently, lovingly helping her precious stallion transform from a boy into a man! That huge, magnificent penis should be HERS to take to the hilt! The mare chewed her lip and involuntarily humped the wood frame as she imagined what sublime pleasure her bitch neighbor was receiving from her young stud. The lovely taste of his package seemed to fill her salivating mouth as her lust continued to build. She could see he was picking up his pace and heard how good it felt for his partner. Her brow furrowed in frustration as she watched the bunny milf's lecherous hands work their way down and get a fast hold of the stud's buttocks. That's MY boy's tender butt, you lucky whore!

“Mmm, Oh! Ahnn~! See, Kyle~,” Belinda moaned, a silly smile pulling at her features, “you're getting the hang of this already~. Haaah~!” He was nearly to the hilt with his thrusts, now, and every impact of his heavy balls sent a tingle up her spine. Meanwhile the thirteen-year-old stud's sausage was harder than concrete, and felt like it was in a tight, wet oven. His face was burning, his breath felt like fire, and sweat poured down his chest and back like rain. Said sweat inevitably made its way down south toward his junk, and made Belinda a very happy bunny when his balls went from 'bump-fumpf-fumpf' to 'slap-plaps-splap' against her ass!

“Uhh! Huuh! Huuh! Muh! Miss-ss! Kuh! Ka! Haa! Ar! Ri! Hits!” the horse boy grunted between huffing breaths. He didn't actually have anything coherent in his boiling brain to say, it was more a reflex action, much like his runaway humping. “Uhh! Uhh! Guh! Wuuaah!”

“Mmf, ohhhhhh-woah! 'whew'”, she started to reply, “y-you can call me Auntie Belinda, sweetie~! AHH! Oh baby~!” He was really laying into her now, making her jugs bounce and everything. His thighs were clapping against hers and his blunt tip—far too wide to enter her womb—was pummeling her poor cervix! “AHH~! Haah! Aaaaoohh! Oh Kyle~! That's amazing! UHH~! Hoooffffuck~! Fuck me, Kyle~! AAHN~!” She yelped. She continued screaming his name and laying the praises on thick, though it would have been difficult to oversell her satisfaction. The box-spring's springs rhythmically squealed and the frame bumped against the wall as the inexperienced teen frantically humped and pumped his hips like his life depended on it! The house filled with the cacophony of a bed-frame's impacts, an imminently-non-virgin boytoy's cracking voice, and the sonorous song of a mature woman's carnal pleasure.

The colt's enormous cock gave a hard throb, and they both immediately knew what that meant! His hips kicked into overdrive, robbing him of what little motor control he had left, and the flare and medial ring of his member tensed and enlarged. “Uhh~! UHHHHH~! Auntie BUH! Belinda? AH! Suh! Something's HappennNENNENning,” he shrieked in a panic, sweat flying of his bright red face, “I CUH! I can't stop! I CAN'T STOP!!!”

Belinda's nipples went rigid hearing his voice crack like that, and she decided to really embellish the moment! “Oh my~! Oh Kyle~! Are you really- OOO~! You really wanna cum inside me~? AHHH~!” The poor panicking boy fumbled his words as the fuse in his loins burned ever shorter. “Mmmf~! Oh dear~. Cumming inside a woman you just met~? How bold~! And right in front of your mother, too~! OHHH~!” His rapid gasping moans rose in pitch, and his swollen ballsac sloshed as it slammed against her ass! “NGH-Gah~! Y-you don't even HAA-ave a condom on~! Are you trying to g-give me a belly full- OH! of your cute little foals~?”

“B-B-But!” Kyle stammered!

“I hadn't planned on getting knocked up, today~. UHH~! Hoo-boy~,” Belinda prodded.

“But I'm guh! G-GUH!”

“Ooo, Kyle~! You really wanna be a daddy, huh~?”

“I'm gonnnnnaaaa!”

“Oh Kyle~! Oh goodness~!”

“I'm goOoOoNnNnAaAaAAAAAAA~!!!”

“OH KYLE~! YOU DARING BOY~! AHHHHN~!”

The young colt hilted into the bunny-mama with a last, desperate thrust, and Ericka had a perfect view of his swollen balls emptying their burden with rhythmic, steady tensing and jumping motions. Belinda was pleasantly surprised, as he gave her quite a bit more cubby-gravy than earlier. Kyle shook and moaned as he poured what felt like his life and soul into this strange, sexy woman that so readily and greedily took his virginity. The boy's mother couldn't do anything but stare enviously at the creamy, irreplaceable prize of her son's first creampie, streaming down her neighbor's ass.

Belinda, of course, was in no danger of impregnation—what with how much potent baby-jelly she voraciously accepted from her own resident cub-stud, she was nothing if not the most careful with her birth control regimen. It was just so much fun to tease the poor stud-muffin. Our milf-rabbit's eyes rolled back as the colt slowly, tepidly pulled his long, still-semi-erect equine cock out of her creamy pussy. He almost fell off the bed as he sat and leaned back, letting his handiwork flow freely down her thighs. They both simply lay on that tiny bed, breathing. Then Belinda felt hands on her inner thighs again.

“Ooo~, going in for more? You beast~,” Belinda cooed approvingly, not noticing these hands were a measure larger, and more confident in their movements. She sharply moaned out as what had to be a tongue plunged into her love-tunnel. “OHHH~! Kyle~. Wow! Didn't think you'd wanna get freaky so soon~. UHHH~!”

“M-mom...?” The colt asked, confused. The bunny's eyes shot wide open, and she looked down. The colt was standing to one side of the bed—when the hell did that happen—and it was indeed his mare mother between her legs, absolutely devouring her snatch. Shock stole the words from her head, and she couldn't react except to moan and grunt at Ericka's performance.

She barely rose from Belinda's crotch when she spoke. “I hope you don't mind, Miss Belinda. Ulnm. Mlum. I'll get you cleaned up soon~.” Her voice was gentle—almost chipper—and her hips wiggled slightly behind her as she worked her tongue. “Mmmm~, its even tastier this way. Thank you for letting me clean up my little stallion's mess, mistress~.” Mistress?! That caught the bunny off-guard. Did something snap in her head? When she wanted to knock the mare down a peg or two, this isn't what she had in mind.

“Ohhmmmffffuck~,” Belinda moaned. She was good—really fuckin good. The rabbit had only played with her little hunny-bunny and his colossal 'carrot' for so long, she couldn't remember the last time she'd enjoyed a women's company. She was having trouble deciding if this is how she wanted to show Ericka who's boss—letting her lap up her son's cum out of her pussy after having just taken his first time...

“Haaah~!!” Actually, fuck it, this was way better than whatever she had in mind.