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Chapter 7 by FallingStars

What does her face looks like?

She is anxious.

She looks like she is very anxious. Her cheeks were bright pink, she was taking deep and slow breath like she ran a marthon and her eyes were darting around the room. I am pretty sure the only place she wasn't looking was where I was.

She walked slowly towards me, as she approached under the lights of the glowing plants I could only observe her wondering what she was planning. Once she was in front of me she changed direction and went to the opposit side of bed, sat . And then nothing.

None of us moved, she was still looking around the room and avoiding looking at me while breathing heavily. The only change was her member that would twitch occasionaly. Perplexed by the situation my mind was in overdrive.

[Can I know what's going on?! Why is she doing this! Okay, calm down me and think!]

[She came here clearly aroused, and she knew I was here since her ears were poking out earlier listening to me, and even if she made a mistake she could have bolted out anytime, moreover she came to me before she went away.]

[Does she want me to relieve her? I mean I know I did it earlier but I didn't expect to do it again later! Did she like it that much? I mean she was caught in the afterglow between 5 and 10 minutes...]

As my mind raced, a conclusion came to me that would explain this developement...

[Could it be that earlier was the first time she released, I mean on Earth this was normal but here maybe it's different. Earlier I was needed a plan and this method seemed the best, if this was her first time maybe it left a deep impression her.]

[So, she was aroused, connected it to earlier and came here so that I could help her and feel release again!]

[It is possible, but when she was in front of me she didn't know how to ask for help and so went to the other side of the bed.]

I throw another glance in her direction. I see her sit straight, back against the wall, her arms clasped around her belly and her legs stretched in front of her. What diferentiates us is that I have clothes while she had nothing to cover her attributes.

[I feel sorry for her, not knowing how to calm her own urges. I feel like I should try to help her but I don't know what to do, If I come to her I don't think she will let me...]

[I may have an idea. If she sees me in the same condition as her it might make her feel more at ease.]

First I try to think about something to get me going. I try to remember what I used to like when I was on Earth but nothing comes up. The first thing that come to mind right now is the bunnygirl's body.

I do find her attractive, her beautifull deep black eyes, her straight long brown hairs, the cute ears sitting atop her hair. Her modest yet feminine chest, her fluffy white fur around her nack, her jiggling butt, well shaped legs, the soft fur on her extremities her lovingly soft tail.

And her big,hard, hot carrot, her full and vigorous cream tanks, the sensation of her twitching near climax, the warmth of her hot seeds landing on your cheek, the subtle yet addicting fragrance coming from the thick, white goop.

Your first intention was to help the bunnygirl but now she is the subject of your fantasies, your own erect member giving you pain from how it forces against your pants to be released, your nuts filling up ready blow.

You feel hot, your blood boiling like lava pumped by your heart at great speed throughout your body. Your breath quicken as you try to unbutton your pants, regardless of the other person in the room.

With no button to stop you now, you open the fly with no difficulty, you lift your ass from the ground to drop trousers.

Now your rigid muscle finds itself free from all restraints, another 6 inches long member joins the room.

-!!

You hear noise to the side and you remember you were not alone in the room. The bunnygirl which hadn't looked at you since she came inside was completly entranced by your display of nudity, her eyes glued to the your rising pillar.

[Um... it worked a litte to well, I almost lost sight of my goal. Now that I had her attention I should give her a good show.]

I move my left hand and reach toward my lenght, I run my hand on it's curve before slowly closing my hand around it. After that I make slow wide movement of my wrist giving me pleasure from the whole shaft.

-Hmm!

-!!!

Although it feel good to pleasure myself, I make sure to exagerate my reaction to make her understand what I do and ow it feels. Based the expression on her face I think she understand that I feel pleasure. I see envie in her eyes and I almost see her drool.

My other hand goes to my full sack and I play with it, I move my fingers giving them different motions in order to give me the most pleasure possible.

-Hmm~.

I let out another pleasured sigh, after a long day this really help release the pressure. I continue to move my hands and give a special show to my public, even when she wasn't touch I could hear her voice raising from her mouth.

-Hmm!

-Ah!

Aah!

-Ah!

[Well she should be good now.]

Another look toward her confirmed it. She was a disheveled mess, gone was the timidity that she had earlier, now she was giving me a smoldering stare burning with lust.

She was in a worst state than I was, all she could do was try to immitate my movement but she only ended up more need because the movements were unfamiliar to her, giving some pleasure without being enough to attain relief.

In her state she will not refuse my help, I stop fondling my sack and I use my right hand to help me stand up, seeing me moved she stopped all her movements. She was paralized, if she didnt breath she could be seen as a statue. A lewd statue clutching her genitals.

I moved in slow steps towards her and sat on her right, so close to her that our shoulders touched.

-!

I took off my left hand from hard muscle, I moved it slowly downward to her crotch area. Her eyes follow my hand as it stops on her right wrist, I tug at it with minimal efforts and like a mindless doll her hand move without resistance.

I guide her hand to my shaft and make her hold it. Surprised by the feeling she clutches a little too hard, but loosen her grip when she see me crisp. My left hand now empty take the now empty spot on her carrot.

-Aahh~!

This time we move our hands to give relief to the other. In reality her hand movement are not really giving me a great time but I could feel improvement from getting hands-on experience from me.

I do my best to help her as I try to focus where I get the best reactions, as I role her jewels in my hand I feel a little wetness at the tip my finger.

[Why do my fingers feel... wet? It can't be just sweat right?]

Curious I guide my hand even lower, where I found her drenched folds. So she had both? I adapt my actions and add her waterfall to my list of plesuring spots, I trace my finger around her slit, I caress her little knob and get a feel of this new sensory organ.

I can sense her getting close to finish, her carrot twitch more and more while her right hand stopped moving. My first goal was to help her but I can't say I feel disapointed when she stopped her hand...

Her long ears catches my eyes as a devious idea cross my mind. I breath in some air, take my mouth closer to her ear and I breath out softly inside.

-Aaahhh~!!!

The unprepared rabbitlet out her most satifying voice yet and her carrot twitch so much that I am pretty sure she nearly blows out.

[Yes! I Know what to do now. I noticed earlier that her reaction to my voice soften slowly but surely. If I can use her sensitive ears, pleasure her at the same time while I talk to her, maybe I will be able to talk out loud before long!]

I prepare my hands to give her the most satisfying climax I can. I put my mouth next her ear once again, and I whisper.

-Did you like my little tease~?

-!!!

This time, I dont hear her voice even as she twitch from her sensitive ears being stimulated. I can feel her right hand clutching on my third leg.

But before she can react I make my move. My until now idle right hand move to cup a feel of her softness and pinch lightly her small cherries while I accelerate my left hand. I continue to whisper in her ears.

-Enjoy your hard earned climax ~.

-Aaahhhh!!!

Her hand clutch my steel hard rod as she start to cum. Even as she cum I relentlessly move my left hand giving her an incredible experience.

From the tip of her carrot a gush of white cream erupts. Five rope of thick white jelly fly up and fall on cold floor of the bedroom.

After the one final rope I feel her going limp against the wall. In the end I didn't come. I feel completly blue balled, but if I can start to talk again even in her presence it was worth it. Or more like I try to reassure myself.

I take off my hand from her now half-hard carrot and I stand up to go back where I was seated earlier. But her hand was still clutching to my aching rod, I see her lifting her head to look straight into my eyes.She was not out cold like the last time.

While I was up she was still sitting down, conveniently placing my hard-on in front of her, fact she didn't miss.

She wants more, fine I will give her more

What happens next?

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