Outfoxing the Bunny

"Twenty-six. You?"

Abigail blushed and combe back her ears with her fingers.

"Thirty-six... Oh, my, you're such a young fox."

He only laughed at that though, startling her yet again with another flash of his so very white teeth.

"Young! I don't feel it anymore but maybe that's our modern world for you. Maybe that's why I came back to my roots, even if it is lonely out there on my own."

"Is that why you came looking for company? Why, you're only a little older than my daughters..."

"They sound lovely," he said in a voice as smooth as silk. "If they are anything at all like you, they must be beauties..."

Abigail blushed, the insides of her ears turning pink.

"Oh... Oh my... That's oddly sweet of you."

Of course, Antonio had to break the moment, pulling her in against him with a squeak, her starkly shockingly blue eyes going wide.

"But your daughters... Oh, they must be lovely, so very lovely. I could show them just what a fox could do for them."

Abigail could not have said just why that sounded good to her too, though it was not as if sex was all that taboo in their society. Bunnies did it practically all the time anyway, humping and bumping, just the reason why she'd gotten into so much trouble in her younger days. It had been her that had pushed back against it and she squirmed against the fox as she pressed her thighs together, juices flowing freely, her body betraying just what she really felt about that.

"Maybe they could have used a tongue like yours between their thighs... Angelica and Alice."

Abigail nipped at her lower lip, nose wrinkling, whiskers quivering. There was no hiding the scent of her growing arousal, the eyes of a predator firmly fixed on her.

"They're twins though, with their father's black spots, not pure white like me. I thought I wouldn't be disturbed living out here alone, well, after everything. And Angelica is visiting soon too... It'll be nice to see her."

Abigail swallowed hard, a lump blocking her throat that she had not expected.

"You know... I'm kind of jealous about you getting your bachelor's degree. But what was it in? You didn't tell me that?"

"Mathematics, but do you mean to say that you didn't go to a college?"

Abigail sighed, looking down. That was a sore spot that she hadn't expected to bring up that day.

"No... Well, yes. I started but I didn't finish later on. I was too young when I had the girls, my two little bunnies. I had to drop out of school to look after my bunnies, though I know it was my own fault. The others who fathered them didn't exactly stick around and I wasn't going to let anything bad happen to them. So, I had to provide."

She smiled a little sadly.

"Friends and family supported me, but, well... You should know that raising a family along is difficult. There was only so much they could do, though I'm lucky no one asked me to give them up. I don't think I could have handled that. And I wouldn't change anything now for my daughters."

Antonio shook his head sadly.

"There are some resources now to help with that, but probably not enough. Oh... Oh, I'm sorry that happened to you."

He stroked her cheek lightly, hand curled so the backs of his fingers brushed her cheek. Without thinking, Abigail pushed into it, her brow furrowing. There was still one thing that had not been addressed, a tangent from the days when she had found herself simply unable to say no. that was just how she'd ended up with her legs spread so wide...

She eyed him up, muzzle wrinkling faintly as her whiskers quivered. There was one thing that had not yet been addressed, even if it had worked out better than expected for her.

"If you just wanted sex...you could have asked. You know, it's not so much of a weird thing. You knew I was here, clearly, so why didn't you knock?"

Antonio raised an eyebrow.

"And you would have said yes? I would have found that hard to believe."

Abigail blushed, half-turning away, her grip on the sheets clutched half to her chest loosening. The sheets had left a barrier between her and the fox but his musky, thick scent clung to those sheets. Even in that, there was no escaping him.

"Well... I was quite promiscuous when I was younger, I think that's what they say. It's hard to say no when there are so many guys that want you. Oh, you wouldn't understand, not a fox, not a tod fox. It's different for does, when there are so many eyes on you. And it feels so good to be under someone... That's how I ended up out here. It's easier not to say "yes" to other furs when I'm alone and there's no one."

Sighing, Abigail met his eyes with her own, though there was something defiant in them that raised Antonio's curiosity.

"Then you came along."

The fox pondered that. What an odd bunny.

"So...you can't say "no", huh? What about cuffing yourself to the bedpost then for me? Would you do that?"

Her eyes dropped to his shaft, lying half-hard against his thigh. Her bunny tail twitched with barely hidden mischief.

"Maybe..."

Lighter, as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders (it had been good to be fucked, after all), she rummaged into the bedside table drawers until she found a fluffy pair of pink handcuffs to satisfy his request. Antonio's eyes shot wide as she did what he asked, though she could only get one cuffed, the free one stretched out down her body as if she was offering herself to him.

"What are you going to do to me now, big bad fox..."

She fluttered her eyelashes, beckoning him in, though her heart lifted, beating quicker and quicker. His shaft thickened up again but she did not get a chance to admire the length of it as he moved over her, pulling her legs up knees pressed together, her feet in the same position as if she was drawing them up closer to her chest for him.

Antonio was hardly a fox to miss out on such an opportunity.

"Give me your feet then," he said with a fox-ish grin. "How are you with tickling? Eating your feet? Those were so sensitive the first time..."

Abigail shivered.

"Try it..."

He got her to lift her feet for him, her toes wiggling.

"Mmm, move them for me, wave them about, wiggle your toes more...even kick."

He wanted to see all that she could do as she moaned, lying back, her free arm flung out over the pillow, breasts shuddering with breath that did not ease the tension in her lungs.

"Oh... Oh, you're a bad Zorro, fox, a very bad Zorro, yes..."

He pressed his pointy nose into her soles, sniffing them, worshipping them softly. It was better like that, able to take his time kissing over the top, the arch of her foot, easing down as he nibbled and lapped in equal turn.

He rubbed her feet, fingers easing over, the bunny pointing her toes straight up sensually, the flex of her foot calling the eye, before lowering it again, allowing her sole to meet the kiss of his suddenly reverent lips.

"Ohhh..."

There was no part of her feet that he left untouched, spreading her toes with his fingers wiggling between them, claws tickling as he held her there. Starting light, it was not that ticklish to start with, letting her respond as she willed, his ask of her to "fight" back playfully not all that difficult for her to obey the whim of as sensations built and built. Whimpering, she held her feet up for him, trembling in place.

There was a big part of her that wanted it too, gigging and jerking away, acting as if she was going yank her feet out of his grasp as her toes flexed and wriggled, all for his pleasure. It felt good to do that to him, grunting and panting as he tickled her feet. Oh, those claws were so sharp, so very sharp, giggles bursting unbidden from her lips, her jerking playfulness not as playful and joking as it had been when she'd started.

After all, Abigail could not stop her body from responding as she pulled and kicked, panting and twisting, wanting to please and yet reacting the way any body did. The fox held onto her, taking one foot at a time after pressing them both together the first time, tickling between her toes, licking them, flicking the tip of his tongue rapidly over her sole, the ball of her foot and even her largest toe. The squealing of the bunny cutting through her laughter was all that drove him on, his cock throbbing readily back to full hardness, panting and nuzzling over them.

"Mmm... Maybe a bad Zorro will just have to eat your feet, bunny, they're so...mmm...soft..."

He suckled on them, biting the heel, even acting as if he was going to try to take her whole foot into his maw, Abigail mock-squealing, though there was no fear left in her. Sure, she was a bit uncertain about having a predator there but the tingling attention over her feet had her wet and panting, even if her chest hurt from laughing at the ticklish sensations pulsing through her.

He eased up her legs, fingers sliding into her pussy, fingering her, though she was already soaked. It was still a ploy, her feet pressed to his muzzle as he lapped and licked, swirling his tongue around her toes, for they were the easiest to get to. Her folds seemed to pull at his fingers as she tightened around him, wanting him inside her, but they knew as their eyes met she was more than ready for him.

"Unnff..." Abigail heaved and twisted. "Ohhh, I can't..."

For the touch of his nose to her feet was enough as another orgasm ripped through her, setting her body trembling, arousal overcoming her. He'd never intended to get her off that time but it came naturally, the fox leaning into her, pounding and pumping with his digits, taking his cue from how hard she pushed back against him. The cuff kept her in place, even as she grabbed his wrist with her free hand, holding him there, wanting it all the more.

Only when she slumped in the aftermath did he move over her, letting her feet go for the moment. His cock may have softened a little but he was still more than ready to go as she showed him just why she had been so in demand in her earlier years, sucking him off, drawing his cock into the back of her mouth and gulping hard.

Antonio's eyes rolled back.

"Fuck..."

But the pleasure was there for him to take as her tongue played over his cock, swirling hungrily around the tip as she tasted him, taking any pre-cum that he had to give straight down her throat. Nothing went to waste when it came to the bunny and she moaned around his hot length as she took him deep, allowing him to thrust and grind, panting heavily as he eased towards another orgasm.

"Unff... Wow..."

Holding back was out of the question, however, as he filled her mouth with his spunk, grabbing the headboard and howling as she took a load of cum from him as if it was already hers. Abigail's eyes closed, focusing entirely on sucking down his cum, the spurts lost to her throat as she allowed it all to slide down where it belonged. She wasn't about to let any of it go to waste as her cheeks hollowed lightly around him, moaning and whimpering, wanting more, always more.

"Mmmph..."

He shook himself off, need fluttering, hips rocking while the final dribbles of cum eased into her mouth, a smile on her lips as Abigail relinquished his cock. He had to rest, kissing her throat, letting his teeth graze her fur, the bunny shivering and moaning.

"Oh no, don't eat me..."

Her eyes sparkled with glee.

"Rrrr, I'll eat you if I want, little bunny..."

And so he would, even if not in the conventional way of predator and prey, tickling her sides, his fingers dancing down the curves of her body, finding the spots that would make her twitch.

"Use your feet," he growled, pushing his cock between them for emphasis. "Give me a footjob, cute bunny..."

That did it for him, the feel of her soft soles sending his head spinning. It did not only get him hard but got him drooling too, though she was clumsy and unskilled in her application. She tried though, flexing her feet around him and letting his trickling pre-cum soak into the fur of her feet, panting a little, her toes tickling his shaft. It throbbed, too sensitive after cumming such a short while ago, but he was hard and ready for her in but a moment, hips working and humping furiously so that he thrust between her feet.

He had to have her!

He uncuffed her without ceremony, taking her to the bathroom, bending her over the counter in front of the mirror so that she had to look at herself as his cock pounded into her bare, dripping pussy. Her cunt welcomed him in like the slut she was and she moaned out loud, climaxing immediately. Antonio howled. He'd never had a femfur like her before!

Still, he hammered furtively into her with short, sharp strokes, barely pulling out before shoving it back where it belonged again. Her body was his to claim, slamming, humping and grinding, spreading her pussy wide with every thrust, her body forced to accept him even if she was willing for it all, oh so very willing. The lewd sound of his cock ploughing into her filled the air, driving him on more roughly than ever.

"Mmm... You can get pregnant from this, you know," he growled in her ear, Abigail trembling against him. "Do you have any pills?"

Abigail moaned.

"Ah, yes..."

He did not care for that though as he fucked her harder and harder, slamming in, forcing her to open up around him, shoving her forward towards the mirror so that she was forced to watch. And so it was that she took his cock bare into her, spilling a third load of hot cum into her cunt while a predator bred her, yet again, need cutting through all else.

His cock slipped from her when he was done, soft and resting. The bunny's head hung but the fox was not yet done.

"Abigail."

She shivered. It was the first time he'd used her name. Antonio licked his lips.

"Take your contraceptive pills. Flush them."

She baulked.

"What?"

"You heard me."

She could have said no, but he was testing her and Abigail could not have said just why she did it. The plastic packet was the last in the box and she dropped every last one into the toilet hitting the handle before she could change her mind. Antonio's eyebrows shot up, tongue lolling out briefly, her lips parted, staring down at the pills as they swirled...and disappeared.

"I didn't think you'd actually do it." Antonio tilted his head, eyes alight. "Now... You'll have to keep the child too. My child."

She inhaled minutely, lips parted for that breathy gasp.

"Yes..."

There should have been more hesitation there but she knew she would love them all the same, even if they came out looking like foxes not bunnies. Inter-species relationships, of course, could result in offspring of either species, betraying her kinky desire.

"Little bunnies..." She breathed, eyes alight. "Oh... But I'm a purebred. Are you...?"

Antonio shook his head.

"No... My genes are recessive, so it'll be little bunnies, Abigail, little ones running around the farm," he growled, running his fingers back through his hair. "Predator genes are always recessive... That's a shame though that I can't have a little fox too, unless you do a little something more for me. You'll just have to help me with your daughters instead to make sure there's some little foxes running around."

Abigail swallowed hard, the fox pressing up behind her as he took her back to the bedroom. Could she say "no"? What if she didn't want to?

"Yes..." It helped if she did not think too much about what she was saying. "I'll help you... Oh, they'll love you..."

Not true love, of course, but close enough.

"You'll be working full-time as a father, Antonio - can you handle that? Can you handle looking after a horde of little bunnies, fucking me and breeding me so that we can have a big family together?"

It was a wild guess, a dream she'd never dared to have, but something in the way that the fox clutched her to him told her that it was a dream that, for once, she could lean into. There was something there, something that would have to be more deeply explored, her breath catching in her throat.

"Fatherhood... Abigail, do you really think that intimidates me? Maybe that's what I've been angling for all along."

She shivered.

"Yes... Maybe? Really?"

He held her tight, muzzle tucked down alongside hers.

"There are some things that just make a fox feel complete."

Oh...

Antonio, however, had a wicked grin on his muzzle when they separated again, the embrace not something that could quite be considered a hug. The bed beckoned, desire heightening, twisting and tangling between them, his cream still lingering on her pussy, the folds of her sex parted lightly as if even her body was begging for more.

"Four orgasms for you and only three for me... Fair is fair."

The predator's eyes gleamed as he pushed her face-down on the bed, her buttocks raised, but that was play that Abigail was more familiar with as his paw came down on her backside. She squealed as he spanked her, his "little bunny", but it reddened her arse in just the right way as his shaft pushed through her folds, collecting her juices on his length.

"I'll take care of you all," he grunted, though the bunny squealed as he penetrated her backdoor entrance instead, pushing into her anal ring. "A farm... Everyone... All my children. You'll be...ah...provided for."

Not the dirtiest talk considering the moment, but it made her heart surge. Maybe he was not such a bad fox, after all, but the fox that she might well have been waiting for all the time. Maybe he'd been meant to find her as he thrust and ground, her backside opening around him, though she was tighter there than her pussy that knew better how to stretch around a deeply loving partner.

"Who's my little bunny? Hm?"

He grunted, spanking her cute, white butt all over again, Abigail squealing.

"I am!"

He spanked her again, her arse tightening wonderfully around his cock.

"Louder!"

"Ah-ah - I am!"

Again and again, he forced her to squeal as he spanked her lovely butt, swapping cheeks, reddening the fur beneath her white coat. It could be seen too even as it grew darker, her fur not enough to hide the true state of her lust, arse so hot and tight around him. His cock ploughed deep as he manhandled and pulled on her ears, snarling like a feral even as he bore her down into the bed, slamming into her repeatedly.

"Yes... Yes, you are!"

His, all his! His eyes blazed, tongue lolling out, passion heating up, blazing through. Abigail was all that he needed, the grind of his cock ploughing deeper than ever into her, her arse a tight hole to pound at the best of times. She was not as giving there and he had to put more force into his thrusts, the slap of his hips on her arse rising to fill the entire room.

"Mmmph... Yes... Oh... Yes!"

Abigail's cries drove him on, handling her roughly, snarling and growling as he drove into her, on the edge of climax, needing his own to make things even again, even if those were his own words, between them. The bunny's tits begged his attention as his paws landed greedily on them, groping and squeezing, Antonio hissing and grunting, teetering on the edge of a climax that threatened to overwhelm even him at the best of times.

Again and again, he thrust into her bare backside, deeply spending his load as his arms wrapped around her, her buttocks still raised as he pushed over her back. His hands clutched at her breasts as he filled her arse, thinking of the daughters that he would take too, Abigail's offspring, breeding two generations of her family.

Then, he would have what he'd always wanted.

They drifted, easing down into a more comfortable position on the bed, his cock buried deep in her arse still, spurting, the lightest, final spurts filling her. She was content in the moment, however, warm and safe, knowing in some, strange way, that she was protected where she was. When had she last felt that quiet and calm?