The Secret World of a Sex Bunny

Under the sacred moonlight, her hidden desires awaken. The soft little Bunny turns wild, misbehaving with her lovers deep within her Forbidden Garden.

The Unquenchable Desires Beneath Her Velvet Fur

When the sanctuary feels safe, her guards fall like silk robes to the floor. Under the moonlight, she gets naked, feeling the heat from each pressed touches escape her skin while taking the turn to return the same favour to her lover. The Sex Bunny awakens— not to perform, but to feel. She’s not pretending to be turned on— she’s drawn by curiosity, lit by desire, unbounded by the freedom to play, pleasured by the art of surrender and aroused by one thing above all else: Truth.

And this is a peak of the desires running inside my inhibited mind:


THE ELEVATOR

When I first met Him, I played my usual game— innocent, with just a touch of tease. Wearing a mini skirt that barely covered my perky peachy curves. Just a lean towards one direction will exposed half of those juicy treats. I exchanged a shy smile as our eyes met. Making small talks while secretly checking out his body.

Inside the crowded lift, I leaned back gently against him, pressing my softness against his firmness. I could feel something rising beneath me— A quiet hunger. He slid his hand under the hem of my skirt and repositioned my cheeks just so, His was nestled in between Mine. I gasped softly. His other hand tugged me closer.

“You feeling okay, sweetie?” he whispered.
“Mmhm… I guess so,” I murmured, cheeks flushed. I felt his breath beside my ears. Feeling as if something naughty is about to happen today.


AN AFTERNOON TEA BREAK

Inside the house, I welcomed him with tea and pastry. We’re alone in the quiet room, free to be ourselves. He asked me to sit on his lap, facing the window. I obeyed, unsure of his intent but thrilled by the unknown. I felt his hands roaming across my thighs, lingering near my panty, as if he’s searching for something. I started to feel aroused. Suddenly, he slipped it in and played with my clitoris. I gasped and turn my head back only to be silenced with a kiss.

He pulled back and asked “Why did you dress so naughty?”. I blinked “I thought it was cute..”, I replied innocently. He smirked. As if he knew something I wasn’t ready to admit.


THE QUESTIONING

His fingers slipped past my white lacey, thongs, exploring wetness that betrayed my lies. “Tell me the truth, girl,” he growled. “Why do you dress like this?”. “I… I don’t know,” I whispered, lost in the sensation of his fingers which was about to find my G-Spot. He lifted my top and exposed my bare titts to the air of sexual tension rising in the room, “And no bra too?!”.

By this moment, I was forced to reckon with a truth I have been hiding inside:

I wanted to be taken.
I loved seducing Gentlemen just to get unravelled by them, to be punished with their pleasure. I wanted to be commanded, to do everything that pleases him. To call him names he longed to hear whether it’s “Daddy”, “Baby” or whisper “I am yours”. I wanted to taste those delicious Banana™ and feel my pussy filled with his endowed manhood. I want to hear him moan as he uses my body. My happiness arrives only when I witness his Enlightenment™ when his white coconut cream spreads all over me. I want him to visit me again and tame me to be his personal Sex Bunny.


THE EXPOSED TRUTH

“I… I want to be fucked,” I finally confessed.

He smiled and turn me around. My rentlentless titts flashes firmly at him. He descended his wet mouth on it and started to lick my nipples and munch gently on it. I gasped. He grab my butt and rubbed it up and down towards his clothed cock waiting to break free. He unzipped his pants,. It was hard getting hard for his manhood to stretch. Pulled me near the bed and pushed me on it. He took off his clothed restraints.


TASTING CEREMONY

There he stood, just a palm away from my face was his boxers with his protruding manhood budging towards my direction. I grabbed his waist bend, ready to pull it down to unveil what’s inside. He grabbed my hands, stopped me and said “I didn’t give you the permission to.”

Somehow, that made me shivered with obedience. I naturally surrendered to his desires and control… I was ready to do anything he wishes. My body is his right now. He striped my white lacy thongs away, smelled it and threw it aside. Then he lands his tongue on my soaking wet Sacred Temple™ and licked all the honey he could find. I bit my lip, trying to hide my pleasure laced in dopamine and lust. They rushed to my head like a raving tide. Each sensation queuing up in my bloodstream, fighting to bloom into a moan. I couldn’t take it anymore… I let out a long moan.

He came up towards me, kneel bend between my shoulders, ready to release his tiger. I was curious even though I’ve seen it before. Every new dick feels like a new mystery... A quest to be explored and completed. He pulled it down, and there it was. His clean thick long cock, ready to be pleased. I looked into his eyes. No words is required. I squeezed his cock in between my breast and rubbed it. It got so warmth up that I myself got more aroused. “Ahhh.. yes”, he sighed with relief.

When he had enough, he lightly slapped his warm Banana™ on my cheeks, making it even more flushed. I instinctly knew what my Master wanted. “Taste me, now.” he commanded. I licked it, sucked and savoured it. But the more I did it, the wetter I feel down there. He moans with his deep voice and shoved me according to his rhythm.


THE PENETRATED TRUTH

When he couldn’t hold back any longer, his hand slid between my thighs— finding my soaked warmth cave waiting for him.

“Are you ready to feel me inside you?” he asked gently. But his eyes told another story. Something primal and unspoken. A dark hunger he had kept restrained… until now.

“Yes.. My love”,  I whispered breathlessly as my entire body was smitten with him.

He lifted my legs over his shoulders. Leaned closer and rubbed his tips against my dripping wet pussy, teasing me so badly that I became even wilder for him. He pulled my head forward and made me watch my pussy being taken as he descends his manhood slowly into me. I grasped, “It feels… too good!”. He helped himself with my tight body at every position possible. Grabbing my titts, gripping my curves, kissing me and claiming me so many times that my breath can’t catch up. The pleasure was so intense, sometimes too much to bear but I took it all in, not just for him… but because I needed it too.

He asked me to say it aloud:
How much I wanted him,
How deep I loved it.
And when I did, it wasn’t a performance.
It was the truth.

Finally, his temple bells tolled, he climaxed and released his throbbing hot Coconut Cream™ in my mouth… then he inserted it back inside me with his semi firm dick making sure all my entry points was filled with his personal fluids. As if he is marking his territory on me.

In this conquest, He made me admit to my desires and tamed me to crave his dick. I certainly did became addicted to him... But little did he know.

With each dick I tasted, I end up wanting more.
Not just from him.