[XP] Club Bunny [Str8] [exh]

The laserpop synths blared, sending the dense mass of sculpted flesh on the dance floor into a rumbling quiver, strobes and accent lights flashing off sweaty and hungry barely-covered and bare skin. Monas in heels and body paint grinding up against one another, soft clink of nipple ring against nipple ring inaudible over the din; manos rubbing their bulges against their eager dance partners; a chica thinking nobody notices her with her fingers up a cunt, another getting straight plowed in the swaying throng; the club was hopping, and one girl in particular.

Haru “Usagi” Tanaka. Ostensibly a farm girl come out by way of Neo Tokyo, now a media star and socialite, she was a sight to behold in the wild. Where other girls got sculpted to firm up their tits or pretty up their cunt, maybe get themselves iridescent eyes or neon hair, Haru was a different beast entirely. Soft black fur covered her for the full six and a half feet from head to toe, from leporine feet to puffbail tail to long, floppy ears sticking up through her long hair, save for her large, perky tits and flat, toned belly; a heart shaped patch of white fur above her sex and gold and emerald glinting at her navel she had showed up as nude as she was able to get, but not naked. Never naked.

The forest of dancers swaying in the breeze of the music had formed a little clearing around her, as if those that wandered to close had been consumed by her beauty, but a pair of brave girls in heels and thongs had dared sidle up to her, and were grinding their lustful flesh against her fur as they were buffeted by the music, one fondling a breast, the other toying with her tail. From my vantage point at the bar I could only wonder what that pelt would feel like, as I took another drag of my cigarette, feeling my cock straining against my tight leather pants. Suddenly Haru’s eyes fell on me, deep glittering pools of brown flecked with jade. Her gaze lingered for a while, undoubtedly catching me staring, and undoubtedly registering the outline of my cock where it pressed against its restraints, before her attention returned to the girl who now had two wandering fingers up into her.

After a while she slinked off of the dance floor, hips swaying dangerously as she made her way towards the bar as the crowd closed behind her around the two girls she left behind, who had given up any pretense of dancing and were just swaying gently as they sucked face and fondled each other. By the time she reached the bar, her drink had already been prepared for her; a clear martini served up, a wedge of vat-grown lime substitute wedged onto the rim of the glass. As she stood next to me drinking it, I could smell the fresh sweat on her, intermingled with something else; the sweet smell of her heat and lust, all accentuated by the fresh scent of cherries and lime.

“Tired of monas fondling you?” I ventured.

“Never.” she replied with a broad grin, showing off her large white teeth, incisors huge and broad to complete the bunny image. “Just having a drink, then I’ll be picking up some new ones to dance with.”

“Yeah”, I replied evenly, “‘dance’.”

Draining her drink, Haru stepped up to me, placing her palm on my cock, slender fingertips pressing gently into my balls through the leather.

“Yeah”, she said with a grin, “dance. Seems like you’d like to dance, as well.”

Shivering at her touch, I took a drag of my cig to steady myself. “The club isn’t really my scene, I just came to pick up a debt.”

“And did you?” she asked, rubbing me softly now.

I nodded. “I did. Matter of fact I should be heading out.”

“Just as you were making friends?” Haru asked, rubbing her thumb against the head of my cock. “Where’s the fun in that?”

With a shrug I took a final drag from my cig, before stumping it.

“If the club isn’t your scene”, she pressed on, her hand working my hard flesh more eagerly still, “I have a suite in the tower, which is a little more private.”

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The suite was one I’d seen on teevee a couple of times; back when Duo used it for her late-night call-in shows. A large room with little more to it than a giant window looking out over the glittering city, lit up against the night sky, and a large round bed covered with red satin. What the feed hadn’t shown was the mirror ceiling and the narrow door leading off to the bathroom, through which Haru was ushering me as her hands were worrying at my zippers and buttons to free me of my clothes. After a while she gave up.

“Why don’t I shower first, while you get this mess off?” she said with a grin and stepped into the shower, leaving me to undress as I watched her wash herself through the frosted glass.

Quickly the stall exploded in a whirr of fans and hot air, and Haru stepped out, clean and dry, scents of club and fruit replaced with the sweet aroma of her urging body.

“Be quick.” she ordered as she slipped back out with a lingering glance at my now-free cock, and I was.

The shower was done fast enough, and a blast from the dryer later I stepped out into the suite, where Haru was on the bed, giving herself a head start; three fingers pumping in and out of her furred cunt and her other hand grasping her tit firmly as she stared up at herself in the mirror above.

“Need some help with that?” I asked as I clambered up onto the bed, slipping in between her spread legs and planting my arms firmly on each side of her.

She withdrew her hand and placed her fingertips on my lips. “You tell me.”

The taste on her was one of pure lust, a deep, sweet wetness, and I could feel her fingers trembling as I kissed and licked them. Slowly, carefully, I crawled forwards inch by inch until I could feel her sex against the tip of my cock, and she let out a light moan. With a final lunge I thrust into her with sudden ferocity, drawing a gasp from her lips as her eyes shot open and fixed themselves on the ceiling. Again and again I thrust into her, my lips on her breast, teeth and tongue playing with her hard nipple, and again and again she moaned, gasped and panted, with one hand buried in my hair and another slipped in between us to play with her clit as I pounded her.

“Ah~n…” she cried. “Is that all you’ve – uh~n – got?”

With a grin, I stopped thrusting and withdrew. “Not at all, bunbun.”

Momentarily confused, Haru soon caught the plot as I flipped her over and brought her up on all fours, and with one hand firmly grasping the base of her hair and the other clenched around her tail I plunged back into her, going balls deep on the first thrust, and the second, and each one after that as well. As I rode her roughly she squealed and chittered, moaned and gasped, trembled and quaked, until finally I could feel her clenching around me as she screamed in orgasm. As her arms went from under her I let go of her hair and tail, and instead grabbed her hips tight, fucking her hard with redoubled effort, the aftershocks rippling through her. Before long I reached my peak, and as hot jets of cum shot into Haru I could feel and hear her coming again.

Spent, I toppled sideways as I slid out of her, landing softly on the bed besides her, watching her roll over in the ceiling mirror, smiling to me. With a soft kiss to my cheek she got up, and ambled over to the door, my cum dribbling from her cunt, drops catching in the fur on her legs.

“That was fun.” she said with a smile. “I’ll be upstairs in the club if you want another dance.”

Panting, I looked over at her with an arched eyebrow.

“If not, just let yourself out whenever.” she said with a shrug and a smile, and stepped out into the hallway, the door locking with a click as it swung shut.

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