Easter Yiffday
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Sandra took a deep breath as she dried her eyes with the tissue she had in her hand. Once she had finished drying her eyes, she discarded the soiled tissue in the waste bin with the rest of its filthy companions. Sandra glanced up at the clock over the fireplace with her reddened eyes and sighed as she hoisted herself up off the couch.
It was now midnight, meaning that today was now official Easter. Sandra had stayed up all night placing the decorated eggs that her two daughters, Kayla and Kimberly, had decorated early today, or yesterday, rather. As Sandra placed the last egg behind a photo of her and her husband, she couldn't help but cry as the events from the past year came rushing back to haunt her once more.
Sandra met her husband over twelve years ago, when she was just graduating from college in Georgia. It amazed her that she could go this far in her life after all the violence and hatred she had to wade through. As an African American, Sandra faced the overwhelming obstacle that all minorities faced; racism. Ever since grade school, Sandra had been called a harlot, a whore, a bitch, and numerous racial slurs that she blocked from her mind; never once in her life did she ever do anything that had earned her those horrible remarks.
Sandra's husband, George, was a freshman in college. There was a slight age difference between them, but Sandra paid it no mind. George approached her one afternoon and asked if they could "hang out", Sandra knowing full-well that George, like every other male student, had only one thing on their mind. George surprised her that day by taking her to the movies, where he sat through a "chick flick" with her without complaint. The evening ended with Sandra inviting George into her apartment and spending the evening together.
After Sandra had graduated, she stayed in that small apartment, waiting for George to graduate. When that day had finally come, George proposed to Sandra after the graduation ceremony; Sandra was so happy that she said yes without hesitation. Sandra and George spent ten years together, traveling the world, making love, and raising two beautiful daughters. However, on their eleventh anniversary, Sandra discovered some lipstick on George's collar that did not belong to her. After a short argument, George backhanded Sandra and left the house, leaving Sandra crying on their bed, holding her aching cheek.
About two months later, George and Sandra became divorced; George took the majority of the money, but left the house and their two daughters to Sandra. Sandra lived alone since that day, working at two jobs and raising two children with no outside help whatsoever.
Sandra backed away from the photo as the tears began to well in her eyes, making her way into her bedroom. As she backed into her bedroom, she closed the door behind her and turned around. Sandra's eye's nearly popped out of their sockets at the sight before her.
Bending over her bed was a large white rabbit; but it was like no rabbit Sandra had ever seen before. The rabbit was standing on two muscular, yet slender legs, the head was shaped like that of a human, but Sandra could see the half-rabbit, half-human face in the mirror to her right. For a strange, anthromorphic creature, the rabbit had one of the most beautiful faces Sandra had ever seen. As her eyes traveled down from the bunny's face, she spied two enormous breasts bouncing up and down as the strange invader placed something in Sandra's bed sheets. When the astonished mother's gaze fell even lower, she could see the rabbit's white, puffy slit, slightly wet and starting to secret juices onto the floor. Sandra debated within her mind whether to approach the strange rabbit or call animal control until the large bunny turned around.
The rabbit's eyes widened and it gave out a small squeak of surprise, startled by the woman behind her. The rabbit placed a hand over her large left breast, feeling her heart pound within her ribcage like a jackhammer. "Oh my stars and garters," the bunny exclaimed, "you nearly gave me a heart attack!"
Sandra was at a loss for words; some mutant rabbit breaks into her house, places something in her bed sheets, lets out a scream that could wake the dead, and she's scared? "Who, or what, are you? And why are you in my house?" demanded Sandra, starting to feel scared for her wellbeing and the safety of her children.
The rabbit stood up straight, brushed the fur on her arms and legs, and performed what could only be described as the most elegant bow Sandra had ever seen. "Forgive me; ma'am" began the rabbit, "I am the Easter Bunny, here to bring sweets and hideaway some beautiful eggs for the children to find." The rabbit hopped over to where the stunned mother was standing. "Sorry for the intrusion, but I decided to do something very special for you this year."
Sandra could believe neither her eyes nor her ears; the Easter Bunny was real and was standing right in front of her! As much as she tried to believe this was just some crazy dream, this explained why there were a few extra eggs and sweets about the house on Easter morning; Sandra merely assumed that George had stashed a few extra goodies when she wasn't looking.
The astonished mother also couldn't help but notice that her gaze kept drifting downwards to the bunny's breast, watching as they jiggled slightly with every inhalation of air. Sandra had never been with another woman, let alone a human-sized rabbit with breasts so huge they put her own pronounced bosoms to shame. The rabbit caught Sandra eyeing her over and smiled. "I hope you like what you see, because this Easter I'm all yours," the bunny said with a sweet smile.
Sandra fumbled with the words that came from the rabbit's mouth; what did she mean "I'm all yours"? "Beg pardon?" stammered Sandra. The Easter Bunny giggled and skipped back over to Sandra's bed, hopping on top of it and knee-dropping onto the mattress. With her snowy white paw, she gestured with her index finger for Sandra to join her.
Without thinking, Sandra slowly approached the inviting rabbit and climbed onto the bed with her. The bunny leaned forward and pressed her soft, fur muzzle to Sandra's mouth, snaking her tongue in between the mother's lips to play with hers. Sandra closed her eyes as she began to french the erotic rabbit before her, placing her hands on the fluffy shoulders of her lover.
The bunny began to undress Sandra, slowly lifting up her shirt, exposing her breasts snuggled within her bra. The rabbit stopped removing the shirt when the fabric had completely engulfed Sandra's head, so the mother couldn't see what the rabbit had in store for her. With the shirt blinding Sandra, the bunny unhooked her bra with her free hand and removed the garment, freeing her supple breasts. The bunny then leaned down and began to lick over the dark, semi-hard nipples, teasing the sensitive nubs. Sandra gasped and arched her back, pressing her chest into the rabbit's face, eager for more.
While the bunny continued to suckle the woman's teats, she slid a paw down to her jeans, fumbling with the buttons and the zipper. Once she had created a large-enough gap, the rabbit slid her paw down Sandra's panties and began to rub her moist cunt. Sandra jumped as she felt the rabbit stroke her nether lips, enjoying the stimulation she was receiving. Seeing Sandra react to this, the bunny pushed two fingers into the sweltering depths of her snatch, slowly thrusting them in and out of the quivering orifice.
Sandra moaned as the rabbits' digits slid in and out of her muff, bucking her hips against the silky paw. As her orgasm approached, Sandra raised her hands up to the hem of her shirt and pried the rabbits' fingers from it, freeing her from the fabric dungeon. The lustful mother then placed her hands on the bunny's head, gently pulling on the long ears in an attempt to stop halt her actions. The rabbit stopped and glanced up into Sandra's face, curious as to why she wanted her to stop. Sandra placed her hands back on the bunny's' shoulders, pushing her onto her back.
As the rabbit laid on her back, Sandra shifted her position so her head was between the rabbits' shapely legs, and vice-versa. Sandra lowered her head down to the rabbit's puffy cunt and planted a kiss on her lips. The rabbit sighed, feeling the woman nuzzle into her furry loins. Hearing the bunny sigh, Sandra stuck her tongue out and stuck it deep inside the rabbit's pussy. The bunny moaned audibly, grasping onto the woman's buttocks as she felt her tongue flail about inside her. The rabbit then moved her face back towards Sandra's dripping cunt and mimicked her actions, thrusting her tongue as deep as it would go.
The two females laid together, each one forcing their tongues in and out of one another's pussy. Sandra took two fingers and slowly pushed them inside the rabbit's tight tail hole, eliciting a muffled squeal of pleasure. In retaliation, the bunny began to suck on Sandra's clit as she plunged her fingers back into the ebony pussy. The two lovers bucked their hips against each other's face until the two came simultaneously, their cunts quivering around their tongues and fingers, juices pouring out from one another.
As her orgasm died down, Sandra turned around to gaze into the Easter Bunny's' eyes, losing herself in those beautiful blue eyes. "Thank you so much, Miss Bunny" she whispered as she embraced the rabbit underneath her.
"Not so fast," stated the Easter Bunny with a devious smile, "I'm not done with you yet, sweetie." The bunny slid out from under Sandra and made her way to the head of the bed, where she had stashed a special gift for the lonely mother. As her paws dove into the sheets, they felt around until they found what they were looking for. Sandra sat up and tried to see what the rabbit was doing; the woman's jaw dropped as she saw the bunny withdraw a large, multicolored strap-on dildo from the sheets.
"This was something I got just for you," the bunny said with a wicked smile. Sandra could feel her snatch growing more aroused by the second as she watched the bunny strap the dildo to her waist. "Turn around and open wide, and you'll get a big surprise," the bunny said with a giggle. Sandra, eager for more, quickly turned around on all fours, laid her upper body on the bed, and spread her legs wide for her lover. The bunny knelt behind her, placing a hand on her juicy butt as she aimed the large dildo at the ebony pussy, and with a slow thrust, she buried the toy deep inside the woman's pussy.
Sandra gasped as the large toy filled her to the brim; her ex-husband was never this huge, whoever said all black men were hung like horses could kiss her black ass! The bunny began to gently thrust in and out of Sandra's snatch, massaging all of her most erogenous areas. Sandra clung to the bed sheets as the rabbit's thrusts became more and more forceful, grinding her teeth together to prevent her from screaming. While the bunny jack hammered into the eager pussy, she bent over the woman and wrapped her arms around her. One hand grasped onto one of her breasts and began to tweak the nipple; the other hand snaked down to the besieged snatch and began to rub Sandra's clit as hard as she could. Sandra tried her best to keep from crying out as the rabbit pinched her nipple and stroked her clit, but when the wild thrusts of the dildo began to strike against her g-spot, Sandra let out a loud scream of pleasure as she came all over the toy and both of their thighs.
Sandra laid on the bed, too tired to move. The woman gasped as she felt the huge dildo recede from her aching pussy. The Easter Bunny laid down beside her and Sandra embraced her as hard as she could, not wanting her new lover to leave.
"Don't worry," whispered the bunny, slowly running a hand through Sandra's hair, "I'll be back next year; in the meantime, I'll let some very special reindeer friends of mine know you'll need some company next Christmas, I understand they have a new member to the group. And just because I like the way you taste, I'll be back at least once a month to check up on you."
Sandra gazed once more into the Easter Bunny's kind, blue eyes; feeling a new sensation of love she had not felt before. Sandra snuggled up to the furry body next to her, and fell asleep within minutes. This was the happiest Easter she ever had.
The End
Okay, this was a little late, but it's always better late than never. Hope you enjoy, and I hope you had a Happy Easter! Please comment, I enjoy listening to your statements, no matter whether they're encouraging or criticizing. This story is copyrighted and owned by Sonic Fox.