Mate's Mum
Nigel shivered a little as a cool breeze wrapped around him. The day had been a blazing hot one and now it was beginning to grow cold. As the sun set on the cloudless horizon, casting a mixture of gold, pink and violet across the sky, the wind changed to signal a shift in the weather. The 15 year old silver and grey tabby was wearing a T-shirt and shorts that had kept him relatively cool in the hot sunshine, but now served little to keep him warm. As another wisp of cool wind swept up, the teenage boy turned off the sidewalk and started up the footpath that led to his friend's front door.
Nigel stepped up onto the front porch of his mate's house and reached out to knock on the solid wooden door. After announcing his presence with a knock, the feline stepped back and waited for the door to be answered. The porch was on the east side of the house and bathed in shadows, but it wasn't long before the small light above the door came on and the door itself opened.
But it wasn't Nigel's friend that answered the door. Instead, an attractive rabbit with light tan fur and long, floppy ears came into view as the door swung open. Nigel's eyes went wide and his mind seemed to falter. Surprised and stunned by the sight before him, the silver tabby just stared in dumbfounded astonishment at the 36 year old bunny. She was boldly curved with a trim, athletic waist, wide hips and a considerable, perky bust; a figure that was only emphasised by the tight, white tank top and black, lace panties she wore.
"Sorry, Nigel. Danny's not home yet," Mrs. Laurence said as she leaned against the inside of the doorframe.
Despite her considerably revealing attire, Danny's mother was calm and casual. She might as well have been fully clothed.
Nigel didn't respond.
"Why don't you come inside? Danny should be home in a few minutes," the delicious looking bunny offered after a few moments.
As Mrs. Laurence stepped aside and waved Nigel in, the entranced teenager entered his mate's home. Once inside, Danny's mother closed the door and followed behind her son's friend. If her lack of clothing, or Nigel's staring, was of any concern to her, she showed no visible signs.
Still struggling to comprehend what he'd just seen, Nigel made his way to the lounge room and seated himself on the couch. Mrs. Laurence sat on the couch next to him. She adopted a casual, sideways posture with one elbow resting on top of the back of the couch and one knee resting on the seat, her foot hanging just off the edge. Facing Nigel directly, the curvaceous rabbit looked at her guest and smiled warmly. Trying to ignore the woman's blatant disregard for "appropriate" attire, Nigel looked at the large, flat screen TV that sat across the room from him.
But Nigel could still see her from the corner of his eye and every so often the tabby caught his gaze wandering in her direction.
The tank top that Mrs. Laurence wore hung by, spaghetti thin straps on her shoulders and hugged her breasts tightly, raising and pressing them together like a push-up bra, forming an exceptional display of cleavage. Just a couple of centimetres below the low neckline, small nubs could easily be seen where her nipples hid just beneath the thin fabric. Between her thighs, and completely visible due to her seating position of choice, the lace lingerie was only wide enough to cover half of her thick folds; and between the intricate lace design, everything that was covered was still very visible.
Several minutes passed and neither lapin nor feline moved or spoke. Mrs. Laurence watched Nigel as he tried to keep his eyes off her body. She smiled to herself as she noticed a slight lump rising from his lap. Casually, Danny's mother slid her fingers down into her cleavage and stroked the inner side of her breast before moving her fingers around to the front so she could rub her nipple. The motion lasted for only a few seconds and was as casual and non-sexual as reaching to take a jar off a shelf. But that was the whole point. As though she simply had an itch, or crumbs inside her top, Mrs. Laurence openly groped herself before her guest and silently watched for any reaction.
Nigel twitched as he saw his mate's mother feel herself seemingly innocently right beside him. His eyes wide once again, the feline's heart began to race in his chest and his arousal grew further. Trying to block her out of his mind, the teenager closed his eyes and tried to think of something else. But as soon as his eyelids closed, images of the curved, busty bunny appeared in his mind. Opening his eyes once again, Nigel stared at the cheesy drama show on the TV.
"Would you like a drink?" Mrs. Laurence suddenly asked.
Yes! Nigel thought. The idea that Mrs. Laurence would have to get up and leave him alone to get him a drink was sweet relief to Nigel's mind.
"Yes, please," Nigel answered, keeping his gaze fixed on the TV.
"Is milk OK?" the rabbit asked.
Nigel just nodded, mentally begging her to leave sooner rather than later.
But Danny's mother didn't leave.
Nigel noticed Mrs. Laurence sit upright from her leaning posture, but what happened next tore his attention from the TV like metal being attracted to a magnet. With that same casual manner, the 36 year old bunny slipped the straps of her tank top off her shoulders and down her arms before pushing the front of it down completely, letting her triple D breasts rest freely before Nigel's gaze.
The teenager could only stare, disbelief and arousal flooding his mind. In his pants, the bulge pulsed with life, begging to be set free. Mrs. Laurence gently caressed her large, round breasts before cupping one from below and lifting it towards Nigel's face.
"Open wide," the rabbit said with a motherly tone.
Nigel just obeyed.
Teen arousal swelled within the cat's body and could no longer be denied. Any reason or sense that had been present before was now washed away by the sight of the large, perky breasts mere inches from his face, fully exposed and openly offered. As though overcome by a powerful foe after a lengthy resistance, Nigel could only yield to primal attraction and let it consume him.
As the teenager opened his mouth obediently, Mrs. Laurence leaned forward and pushed her nipple in. Gently, Nigel wrapped his lips around the nipple and began to suck, gradually drawing milk from the older woman's breast. The sweet tasting fluid soon filled the teen's mouth before it was eagerly swallowed. Almost absently, as if in a trance, Nigel moved his own hand up, placing it on Mrs. Laurence's other breast, kneading it as he drank from the first.
The rabbit breathed deeply as she enjoyed the sensations of pleasure. She was shameless and purposeful in her actions, sowing seeds of temptation within her prey through casual but teasing mannerisms, then plucking the ripe, helpless fruit. Like a mother, Mrs. Laurence placed her hand on Nigel's head and gently pet him. She smiled a warm, motherly smile as she watched the teen suckle her breast, but mischief and hunger filled her eyes.
Taking Nigel's hand from her breast, Mrs. Laurence moved it down her body and sensually slipped into the revealing fabric of her panties. Instantly reacting to the feeling of warm, damp labia against his fingertips, Nigel pushed his hand lower, curling his fingers up into the mature female's womanhood. The lapin gasped slightly at the unexpected but most welcome response from her guest. She hadn't expected him to take over quite so readily.
"That's a good boy," Mrs. Laurence whispered, shifting closer to the teenage boy.
While Nigel feasted on her milk and massaged her nether region with his fingers, Mrs. Laurence took it upon herself to undo the feline's shorts zipper and release his hardened member from its fabric confines. Still petting his head with one hand, the older woman gently stroked the teen's erection, drawing a trickle of pre-cum from the tip.
Nigel's mind was blurred and floating. As if in a dream state, the teenager was aware of his surroundings, but seemed to be acting without control, as if guided by suggestion. Barely able to comprehend that it was really happening, no other thought but to continue occupied the feline's mind.
It wasn't long before Mrs. Laurence shifted her posture and pulled away from the seemingly hypnotised teen. Nigel neither objected to nor welcomed the break in the arousing experience; he just watched obediently as the curvaceous rabbit stood before him and slid her fingers down the sides of her waist, hips and thighs, pushing the skimpy black underwear down in a sultry manner. Leaning forward as she slid the delicate panties down her shapely legs, her ample bust hung gently just centimetres from the feline's face. His gaze locked on the large, round, supple breasts, Nigel couldn't help but be compelled to reach his hands up and cup them. In response, Danny's mother let out a soft, approving moan.
Finally, the older woman was ready for the main event. "Lean back," she instructed in that same casual, motherly voice. Nigel just obeyed. Now fully exposed to the 15 year old tabby cat, Mrs. Laurence lifted first one knee onto the couch and then the other, positioning herself over Nigel's lap in a kneeling fashion. Casually, she lifted her tank top over her head and discarded it as well. She arched her back, deliberately presenting her bust to the teenager as she reached between her legs and positioned Nigel's shaft beneath her hungry womanhood.
Nigel's hands ceaselessly wondered over the full bodied breasts of the rabbit as she lowered her hips against his. Mrs. Laurence paused briefly when she felt the tip of the teen's erection against her damp lips and seductively swayed her hips around before lowering her body completely. An approving, satisfied moan filled Nigel's ears as his length slid easily into the lapin's warm depths. But the moan went largely ignored by the feline for he was too occupied by the lapin's ample bust.
Wrapping his lips once more around one of Mrs. Laurence's nipples, Nigel began to suck as he'd done before, immediately drawing milk and eagerly swallowing. The rabbit placed one hand on the back of the feline's head, holding him in place as she leaned her head back and began to grind her hips forward and back. Lust quickly became the dominant driving force within the mature woman as she felt the thick, pulsing member of the teenager moving against her inner walls. Closing her eyes, Mrs. Laurence pushed her full weight down on Nigel's lap, bucking her hips shamelessly.
The feline's hands began to wonder further, down the curvaceous woman's sides and over her boldly curved hips. Her thick thighs were grasped and stroked by Nigel's fingertips pressing into her flesh hungrily. She could tell he was getting close by the frequency of his groping and grasping. Lifting a hand to her own breast, Mrs. Laurence gave her free nipple a squeeze, further stimulating her senses. In a few moments, moans of heightened pleasure started to fill the room.
As the mature woman's muscles flexed around his hard shaft, Nigel ceased his suckling and pressed his chin against Mrs. Laurence's chest, her breasts on either side of his face. His fingers stretched out and grasped at fur and flesh as his hands squeezed the lapin's delicious, round rump. His eyes closed, Nigel's mind focused entirely on the euphoric sensation, his body instinctively reacting and bucking against the rabbit's. Mrs. Laurence only cried out in more pleasure as she felt the warmth of Nigel's seed spilling uninhibited into her womanhood.
Neither teenage mate nor mature mother noticed the front door open and close as Danny entered the house. As the pair climaxed, the teenage rabbit walked into the lounge room and could only drop his bag to the floor before shouting in frustration.
"Mum! Stop fucking all my friends!"