Bunny Girl Sisters Pt 02

All characters are fictional, and are 18+. If subjects like bipedal human-esque beings with animal features (namely ears and tails), bunny-girl incest, lesbian sex, bondage, sexual name-calling, sub/dom dynamics or bunny-girl teen pregnancy bother you then this story is not for you.

I STRONGLY recommend you hop over to part one before reading this piece, as it'll give you a much better sense of the characters and their dynamics.

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Brandi was the first one up in the morning, her arms still wrapped snugly around Mandi. They had ended up being too tired after their little romp in the car to do anything else; the sisters had just crawled into her bed, a half-asleep kiss their last interaction, and the next thing she knew sunlight had her blinking blearily. The bunny took a moment to lay there, just staring in wonder at her little sister, and she marveled at how the night had unfolded. Brandi slowly extracted herself, careful not to wake her lover, and over the next hour she showered, did laundry and made breakfast. David wasn't scheduled to come home from the sitter's house until late afternoon, so that gave the bunnies some extra time to themselves.

It was the smell of fresh coffee that finally lured Mandi out of bed, her sore body and aching muscles flinching in protest. She had engaged in some wild, lusty encounters before, but nothing she had ever done in the past had come even remotely close to what she had experienced last night between Luna and Brandi. The two women had shown her a whole new world of pleasure, had introduced her to experiences she had never dared to dream of happening, and now she had been able to live out her biggest taboo fantasy of having sex with her beloved big sister.

As she showered and slid on a clean, oversized pajama shirt one thing in particular was nagging at her: would Brandi still want her, or had it just been a one-night thing, a huge mistake that her sister would make them sweep under the rug and pretend never happened? Or maybe she hadn't been good enough, and Brandi would never want to touch her again? A dozen worries ate at Mandi's thoughts, her insecurities clouding her mind as she made her way downstairs, but she knew that whatever the outcome was she would have to face the other bunny-girl sooner or later -- so she may as well do it whIle the coffee was fresh.

When Mandi arrived in the kitchen Brandi turned to greet her, immediately wrapping her younger sister in her arms and placing an eager, happy little kiss on her lips. It felt so natural that neither bunny questioned it, though they had never previously been the kind of siblings that kissed even cheeks to show affection, and Brandi knew she wanted to greet Mandi like that every day.

"Good morning, baby! I made coffee just the way you like, and I've made your favorite carrot waffles -- they're on the plate on the table."

Mandi couldn't help it -- tears began leaking from her eyes, Brandi utterly startled as she tried to figure out what was happening. She stepped back, holding Mandi at arm's length as she searched her sister's face, but she couldn't immediately discern a cause for distress. Had the kiss bothered her? Maybe Mandi didn't want to continue their new type of relationship? There was only one thing to be asked.

"What's wrong?"

A half-hearted smile tried to light up Mandi's face as she shook her head, Brandi dabbing at the tears with the corner of her floral apron. The younger bunny sucked in a deep breath, her words trying to make sense of her jumbled thoughts, and she did her best to explain her fears.

"I was so scared that you'd wake up and realize you didn't want me anymore, or that you'd hate me and regret

everything

we did last night, or that you'd kick me out and never want to see me again..."

Brandi pulled her little sister back into an even tighter hug, gently stroking her ears as she immediately reassured her that everything was okay.

"Baby,

no

! Nothing like that has even remotely crossed my mind, and I'm sure as fuck not about to kick out one of the two people I love most in this world."

She pulled back for a moment, but only long enough to yank out a chair and sit down. Brandi gently tugged Mandi's sleeve, guiding her over and settling her little sister onto her lap, the younger bunny cradled carefully in her arms. She resumed her soothing caress, her other hand taking Mandi's and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"I promise you that I don't regret anything about last night, and I never will. We've always been super close, and though some people would say our new relationship isn't okay it feels completely...I think the word I want is '

natural

', to me. I know we still have to figure it out, to decide exactly what we both need and how we want to do things, but I'm right here to work it all out right alongside you."

At her loving, kind words Mandi broke down again, throwing her arms around Brandi's neck as she sobbed into her sister's shoulder. Brandi understood that Mandi needed to let herself process her emotions, and after a few moments the sobs turned into little sniffles. A few more minutes ticked by, then Mandi finally raised her head, her ears wiping away the last of her tears.

"Sorry I'm so emotional...you know I'm not usually like this, and I'm not sure what's come over me."

When Brandi had her first heat she had been the same way, hormones on overdrive as her body announced loudly that it was ready to bear offspring, and she completely understood what Mandi was experiencing.

"Don't worry, this is normal for a heat cycle. You'll start to regulate over the next couple of days emotion-wise, and we'll have to see after that how your libido levels are -- though for most heats everything becomes about sex until you're either bred or get through the first several months. Don't be shy to ask me for anything you need, day or night, and I'll do my best to provide it."

This had Mandi in happy-tears again, a sweet smile gracing her face as she planted a soft kiss on Brandi's cheek.

"Thanks, sis. I love you so much, and I'm beyond grateful that you're here to help me through this. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Mandi trailed her nose from her sister's cheek down to her lips, the bunnies sharing another cute kiss. This one quickly grew more insistent, however, and Mandi was making it clear that she was shifting into a more sexual mood. At some point during the kiss the bunny-girl had twisted her body, her legs now falling to either side of her big sister's thighs, and just like in the car there was nothing covering her lower half. Her spread legs meant her cunt was fully exposed, her still-tender hole already growing wet, and when Brandi's arm wrapped about her waist to pull her flush she let out a sweet, needy little moan.

Brandi finally broke the kiss, both girls panting slightly, and the molten bedroom eyes Mandi was giving her made her own pussy get just as excited.

"Fuck, baby girl, I want to, but we need to eat first."

At the word 'eat' Mandi's ears perked up, the younger bunny-girl tossing her big sister a flirty wink.

"Well, come to think of it, I

am

pretty hungry..."

Before Brandi could reply Mandi was pushing herself up, only to instantly drop to her knees. She yanked Brandi's skirt up, the older bunny yelping with surprise, but she didn't stop there. It turns out Mandi wasn't the only sister who liked to forgo wearing panties, and Brandi was just as bare beneath her skirt. She tried to say something, to at least make an attempt to fend off her horny little sister, but it was no use. Mandi had her mind made up, and her mouth was going to do the explaining.

"Mandi, no, you don't have to..."

She was cut off as a small, warm tongue ran up the length of her slit, Mandi's experienced mouth knowing exactly how to please a woman. Brandi tried once more, reaching down to tilt Mandi's chin up. They made eye contact, but Mandi pointedly licking her lips was too hot to be anything other than a distraction.

"You don't have to do this. I want you to take it easy, to rest, and I'm fine..."

Once more her protest was cut short, Mandi shaking her head as she slid a finger deep inside her sister's soaked cunt.

"You told me you'd help, and this is what I need. Sex is practically all I can think of, and I want to constantly be touching you or being touched by you. I promise I'll eat real food, but not until I make my Mistress feel good. This is the role I want, and if you're okay with me serving you like this that would make me really, really happy."

There were no words -- Brandi wasn't about to deny her little sister anything, much less what she wanted most in the moment, and if that meant getting her pussy eaten out before breakfast...well, there were worse ways to start the day. She finally gave a nod, releasing her finger from under Mandi's chin so that the girl could resume her task, and her little sister got right back to work.

For the next fifteen minutes Brandi had her cunt eaten, Mandi using her lips, tongue and fingers to bring the older bunny to not one, but two, screaming orgasms. By the time Mandi stood up from between Brandi's legs she was shaking with arousal, her poor, neglected pussy so wet that she was dripping down her thighs. Brandi noticed it right off, and a wicked thought came to mind. Mandi wanted her as a mistress, and what sort would she be if she didn't take care of her sub's needs?

Brandi stood, the older bunny a few inches taller, and she pointed to the table.

"Bend over it, spread your legs and grab the edge."

It was a fairly small dining table, and Mandi was able to reach the other side when she stretched her arms. That put her on her tiptoes, however, the position clearly uncomfortable to sustain for long. That was exactly how Brandi wanted her, though; as Mandi lay with her breasts pressing against the unyielding wood Brandi went to the refrigerator, rooting around in it for a moment until she found what she was looking for. A medium-sized carrot, the feathery, green end already cut off, was just begging to be chosen.

With carrot in hand she returned to Mandi, her free hand hiking up the oversized sleeping shirt. Her little sister was positioned exactly as commended, her ass in the air thanks to the edge of the table lifting her up, and she was squirming in anticipation. When the cold, hard carrot made contact with her wet, warm pussy she moaned, the erotic sounds driving Brandi insane.

"Ready for a treat, baby girl? I bet your little fuck-hole is just as hungry as you are..."

Mandi's ears twitched erratically in agreement, her tail quivering as the five-inch vegetable was slowly fed into her slick cunt.

"Yes, Mistress, it is! Thank you for making me feel so good..."

Mandi cooed with delight as her heat-fueled pussy constricted around the carrot, the friction feeling wonderful. When it was almost all the way in Brandi began pumping it, the vegetable reaching as deep in the aroused bunny-girl as it could. It wasn't enough, however: it felt nice, but compared to Luna's cock it wasn't large enough to do much. Overnight some of Mandi's muscle elasticity had returned, her pussy no longer gaping, but it still wasn't tight enough for the carrot alone to get her off. Once her body had fully recovered from the fucking it would be, her cunt so tight that taking anything more than a finger would send her into an orgasm, but she wasn't back there yet.

As Brandi watched her sister it was clear that the carrot wasn't working well, and that she'd need to do something more to help ease the tension that had built back up inside Mandi while they slept. With a wet squelch she withdrew the carrot, stalking around Mandi until she reached her sister's head. She bent down, making eye contact, and she smirked as she began to lick the younger bunny's pussy juice off their temporary toy. Mandi watched, enraptured, as her sister sucked her juices off, Brandi's tongue a sexy whirlwind as it cleaned off the carrot. Then, when she finished, she gently grabbed Mandi's jaw.

"Open up, baby girl. You've gotta eat

something

for me if you want me to bring you to our room and fuck you right now."

Mandi didn't need to be told twice -- in seconds the carrot was gone, Mandi also eating a waffle to make Brandi happy, and then she was led towards the bedroom. She hadn't missed the way Brandi had said 'our', not 'my', when referring to the room, and hearing that put her worries even more at ease.

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Mandi's ears twitched, the bunny-girl giving her restraints another test tug. She was still firmly secured, wrists tied to her sister's headboard with a silk scarf, and her empty cunt was clenching as it protested its lack of fullness. The eye-mask blocking her vision served to heighten her hearing, every little sound echoing like a plea for her sister to return, and she was trembling with anticipation. The bunny was also gagged, a ball in her mouth preventing her from speaking, and the feeling of utter helplessness at Brandi's hands was a bigger turn-on than she had ever expected it could be.

Now it had been at least twenty minutes, and Mandi was desperate to feel her sister's touch back on her body. The position felt so right, her submission to Brandi something she had secretly fantasized about long before this, and now her dream was coming true. Suddenly the door swung open, heels clicking sharply across the wooden floor. Brandi hadn't been wearing heels earlier, the older bunny-girl originally barefoot, so Mandi guessed that her sister had changed outfits.

A moment later the bed dipped, Brandi's weight making Mandi's legs naturally fall further apart as the mattress shifted. A chuckle resounded behind her, Brandi having noticed how her little sister's legs had been jostled, and she couldn't help but tease the younger bunny.

"So eager for me, huh baby girl?"

Mandi nodded excitedly, the gag preventing her from replying, but she made sure to respond as best as she could. A gloved finger trailed slowly down Mandi's spine, the bunny-girl instinctively arching into the touch, and as she felt her sister's latex-covered thighs brush against her ass she wondered if Brandi was dressed in a sexy dominatrix outfit. The thought had her pussy gushing, the mental image of her sister in black latex with a riding crop in hand making her groan with desire. She pressed herself back against Brandi, her bubble-butt wiggling cutely as her body begged to be fucked.

A sharp smack to her asscheek drew out another lewd moan, every touch sending sparks of pleasure straight to Mandi's poor, battered pussy. Luna had absolutely wrecked her the night before, the cat-girl having left her poor cunt cum-filled and gaping, and now it was Brandi's turn to explore the delights her little sister's holes could offer.

"Look at you, such a fucking whore -- you're so ready and wet for me that you're dripping on the sheets, so I guess I'm going to have to take care of your slutty cunt before it makes even more of a mess."

Brandi reached under Mandi, her gloved hand massaging the younger bunny's outer labia. She teased her fingers inward, continuing to rub light, small circles all along the tender flesh, and occasionally she would gently cup the still-sore mound. The second time she did it she felt Mandi wince, Brandi immediately dropping her dominant persona as worry jolted through her.

"Does it hurt too much? We don't have to do anything if..."

Mandi frantically shook her head, silently begging her big sister not to stop, and she spread her legs even further apart in a visible invitation to continue. Brandi leaned down, her latex-covered breasts brushing along Mandi's back. She placed a sweet, soft kiss on her little sister's shoulder, her voice gentle and soothing as she checked in.

"I know Luna did a number on you, I'm always aching after she's finished with me, but you're sure you can take it? I don't want to hurt you, especially not after everything you've already been through, and your comfort is my number one priority."

Another yes -- Mandi's head was once again bobbing her permission, a needy whine escaping her gagged mouth as she voicelessly begged her sister to fuck her. Brandi was reassured: as they had grown up together Mandi's body language was something she had become familiar with, and once she was certain it was okay to continue her dom voice immediately fell back into place.

"Shit, that's so hot. Your cock-hungry pussy just won't quit, will it baby girl? You're such a fucking bunny-slut that you need more, even after she blew two loads in you last night?"

Her words had Mandi trembling, her big sister's dirty-talk turning her on immensely. If she had been able to agree with Brandi beyond nodding she would have, the bunny loving when she could reply by referring to herself in those terms, and she wished she could be ungagged so that she could be more vocal. For her part Brandi still wasn't used to being the dominant one, the older bunny having been Luna's submissive for a year and a half, but she intuitively knew she wanted to fulfill that role for her little sister. Mandi was even more submissive than Brandi, and though the older bunny-girl was worried she wouldn't be a good enough dom she was going to do her best.

Like a magnet Brandi's hand was drawn back to Mandi's cunt, her massage resuming as she played with the younger bunny's clit. Soon she had Mandi quaking, dexterous fingers bringing her little sister closer and closer to an orgasm, and just when Mandi was about to go over the edge Brandi withdrew her hand. Muffled grunts of protest followed, Mandi trying desperately to buck her cunt against anything that would give it friction, but there was nothing within reach. She was so frustrated, and behind her Brandi was smirking.

"Oh, baby, I

knoooow

how badly you want to cum, but I'm your new Mistress now! That means this hot little body..."

She ran her hands down Mandi's sides for emphasis, her fingers dipping down past her pelvis to trail near -- yet so frustratingly far from -- Mandi's empty pussy.

"...belongs to

me

, and I get to do whatever I want with it. From this moment onwards you only cum when I say you can, and I don't want you to right now."

Mandi had chosen right.

Her sister was a perfect dominant for her, every word serving to heighten the younger bunny's pleasure and allow her the freedom to finally be the submissive, empty-headed bimbo that she had always wanted to be for someone special. Her body belonged to Brandi, her love for her big sister intensifying, and she was incredibly happy that their evening at the club had gone the way it did. Mandi's thoughts were pulled back to the present when Brandi's hands began to slide back over her asscheeks, the older bunny-girl's fingers latching onto her little sister's labia.

Two thumbs hooked the pussy lips, prying apart the soft, puffy skin to expose Mandi's most intimate place to her sister's ravenous gaze. The pink, dripping hole was bared before Brandi, Mandi's tiny cunt open and vulnerable to anything that her sister wanted to do to it, and having that power over her sister was so hot.

"Damn, you have such a pretty pussy! No wonder Luna couldn't control herself around you -- no one in their right mind wouldn't take the opportunity to pound you. You were made to be fucked, baby girl, and now you're all mine."

The praise made Mandi blush, her tail quivering with joyful embarrassment, and if she could have buried her face in a pillow she would have. Instead she bent her head down, arms straining against the scarf, and she held perfectly still for her new mistress. There were so many things Brandi wanted to do to Mandi, so many positions she wanted to fuck her little sister in, but for now helping her heat cycle stay cooled down was her main concern. That meant vaginal sex needed to be their focus, and as much as she wanted to put the younger bunny-girl's mouth to use again it was time for Mandi to be fucked.