He probably had no idea what would happen when he put his costume on this morning.

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My hands easily cover my breasts as I stare critically at myself in the mirror. My hands are small and it makes things worse. There's no way to fake it. I have small tits. I think back on my last relationship --- not fondly --- and how my boyfriend suggested I look into breast augmentation surgery if I had the money. If only I could have afforded it, perhaps I would've given it serious consideration.

Sighing, I massage my nipples, and a tingle heads straight for my clit. Well, at least I get a lot of pleasure from these tiny titties. I'm 20 years old and I work at a diner. I need to find me a sugar daddy to bankroll a pair of double Ds. I've heard that sometimes the nipples aren't as sensitive afterwards, though. That would suck.

I let my finger linger over my nipples as I think back to the dream I had last night. Every night this week the dream was the same. I'm at an egg hunt in a field full of sleepwalking people. When one of them finds an egg, they disappear into thin air --- probably waking up. It's a pleasurable dream because there are sex toys and climaxing involved. It makes me oddly aroused and fantasizing about fucking a guy dressed up as a rabbit and calling him "my bunny" while I ride him.

Shit, what time is it? I can't be late for work again or I might get fired. Every time I have one of my egg hunt dreams, I wake up wet and needy, and usually end up playing with myself, which makes me late for work.

I rush around and throw on the short skirt and tight top my job requires. You'd think I worked at some upscale wing joint, but nope, it's just a diner. The boss thinks if he only hires sweet, young things that the diner will be popular. I get good tips, so I can't hate on his methods.

As I step out into the hallway of my apartment, Doris, the elderly lady from down the hall, breezes up to me and pauses. "Morning Avril, off to work I see!"

Shit, she's going to get on the elevator with me and talk my head off. I step back into my apartment and smile at her. "Yeah, you go ahead, though. I forgot I had to make a call."

She waves and calls out, "Have a good day!" as I close the door. I count to 60 to give her time to get into the elevator. Shit, now I'm in real danger of being late. I rush out of my door and as I turn to lock it, I hear the apartment door open behind me. Fuck, someone else to talk to. I haven't met the new neighbor yet.

As I turn to see the new neighbor, I slip on a rolled up newspaper and crash into the arms of a huge, soft bunny.

"Oof," I gasp as we collide. Strong yet gentle arms wrap around me and a deep male voice comes from within a bunny headdress. "Whoa there, are you alright?"

I look up --- way up, because this dude is tall --- and stare transfixed at the very bunny costume I've been daydreaming about. His fur is pure white, and he's wearing black pants with suspenders over his furry chest. I have the insane urge to ask him to turn around so I can check for a bunny tail.

My vision blurs and my nipples harden as I imagine riding this guy's flagpole until we're both exhausted. My body lights on fire and I'm desperate to feel his flesh against mine. I've never had this reaction before and I just want to rip off his clothes and devour him.

I strain to see his face through the mesh of the mask, yet not being able to see his face only intensifies my desire. I'm mesmerized by his voice and captivated by his costume. A flood of arousal runs from my nipples down to my toes as I blush with shame for my own perverse fascination. This is fucked up.

He tips his head, like he's questioning me, and it's adorable. Here I was, wanting to fuck a dude in a bunny costume and the universe hands me one. My pussy clenches and my panties grow damp. A buzz in my brain overrides any rational thought. I need this guy's cock.

I push against his chest and he lets me go.

Giving my voice a flirtatious tone, I purr, "Stay here. I have something for you."

The deep voice sounds confused when he says, "Okay..."

Oh, he'll understand in a moment. I unlock my apartment door and swing it open. Turning to the bunny, I grab one of his suspender straps and tug him into my apartment. He gives no resistance and follows me.

I live in a studio apartment, the bed embarrassingly close to the front door. Today it's a bonus. I shove him down on the bed and he bounces slightly as I take a few steps back and yank off my shirt. I have a brief twinge of self-consciousness about my small tits, but I'm too horny to care. I'm about to get this bunny's cock inside me.

I don't bother taking off my skirt, just pull it up and drag my panties down my legs. I kick off my trainers and the panties fall to the ground. I leave my white ankle socks on as I stalk the last few steps to the bed.

"Should we talk about this?" the bunny asks, and I shush him.

"Be quiet. Rabbits can't speak. You're just good for fucking."

He shrugs in response, and I get the urge to call him a good boy. Look at him, learning quickly. My heart races, the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I'm going to fuck this dude so hard he'll see stars and wonder if this really happened.

I stare at him, and I swear there's intelligence in the eyes of the costume. The intensity of my hunger is unexpected, and I'm drawn to this unknown world of pleasure.

"Take your cock out," I demand.

Shit, this dude's costume better have easy access to his dick. He reaches down and fumbles with a hidden zipper on his pants and I lick my lips. Heck yeah, I'm in luck.

He pulls his cock out and the thickness surprises me. My last boyfriend wasn't anywhere close to this big. My pussy tingles as I climb on top of him. Even if he had a pencil dick, it wouldn't matter. He just needs to come inside me.

The bunny lays beneath me, not moving, as if he's under a spell. I grab his cock and nudge it against my opening before slamming down on his shaft --- hard. We both moan, and the feeling of him stretching me out is so intense, I go crazy.

I ride the bunny furiously, unable to stop. My body hungers to take everything he has, and more. I want to do this to him. I want to own his cock and make it mine.

I lean forward and dig my nails into the fur of his chest piece as I grind down on his cock. I'm losing control. What the hell is happening to me?

My hips move faster and harder until I'm bouncing up and down on top of him. I gasp as I feel my orgasm building.

His deep voice gasps out of the mouthpiece of the mask. "Condom?"

I'm still moving up and down on the rabbit and ignoring him. I need this orgasm; nothing else matters. All I can focus on is how incredible I feel right now.

"I'm going to come. Do you want a condom?" he repeats.

I'm in a daze, and snap at him. "No, I don't want a fucking condom. I want your cum. You're gonna fill me up with so much cum it'll be dripping down my legs."

"Oh fuck," the bunny groans.

I'm so focused on my climax that my mind isn't working properly. I'm not even sure if it's a good or bad groan, but I don't care. I want him to shoot me full of his hot seed.

His cock is so thick that it pings every nerve ending every time I slam down. I place both hands on his chest and ride him as fast as I can while my tiny titties bounce freely.

I start crying out any dirty thing that comes to my mind.

"Gonna fuck you good," I pant, "Gonna make you scream."

"Yes, yes, oh God," the rabbit moans.

"Take all that delicious cum from you. You're just a breeding bunny, that's all you're good for."

As I move faster and faster, my body shakes. I'm fucking this guy, and I'm not even trying to hide how much I enjoy it.

"What do you want?" I demand.

The rabbit whimpers and I poke his chest. "Tell me. What do you want? Do you want to come?"

"Yes," he cries.

"Do you want me to stop? Tell me."

He pants, "Don't stop," and I smile as I continue riding him. My body is shaking, and I'm panting in ecstasy.

"Do you want to breed me?" I ask.

"Yes," he whimpers.

"Good boy," I purr, "You're gonna make me pregnant with your little bunny babies."

I slam down on his cock and cry out as my orgasm hits me. I bounce up and down on him, unable to speak. My body feels like it's about to explode. I barely remember to keep breathing.

A second after I come, I feel his cock pulse inside me. Hot, sticky cum shoots into me and I almost lose my grip on him. He's coming so hard I swear I can feel it coating my cave walls.

I bounce on him, chanting, "Yes, yes, yes," as he quivers. My pussy grips and milks every drop of his sperm out of him. It's glorious. This is the hardest I've ever come. It's so much better than when I use my fingers.

He's still twitching underneath me, and I slide off him onto the bed beside him, staring up at the ceiling. Holy fuck. What just happened?

I'm not sure how long we're both silent, but eventually he reaches up and removes the head of his costume. I turn onto my side, and stare into depths of the most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen. He looks to be in his late 30s and probably hasn't shaved for a couple of days. The age difference makes this even more dirty. I love it.

I run my fingers along his jaw to feel his whiskers before I giggle. "My bunny."

He captures my hand and kisses my palm. "I'll be your bunny any day you want."

My pussy gives a brief sputter at the thought of fucking this guy whenever the mood strikes me. I'm fine with having a fuck buddy right across the hall.

The buzzing of my phone breaks the spell. Oh fuck, work! I climb off the bed and dress frantically. The bunny just lies there, watching me.

I grab my purse and phone and as I'm rushing out the door, I call out, "Lock the door on your way out! Thanks for the good time, my bunny."

I hear his faint reply of, "My name's John."

I smile as I take the elevator downstairs. John doesn't know it yet, but his cock is about to get a good workout. My bunny is going to breed this pussy whenever I need it.

I'm whistling as I stroll into work 45 minutes late. Even my boss's anger doesn't faze me as I get a thrill from the cum running down my inner thigh.

God, I really hope my bunny is wondering if this was a dream, because somehow he's fulfilled mine.

The End