Playboy Bunny Novels & Stories

"Marilyn!! Run!! Can you hear me , fucking run damn it !!" I heard Xavier cursing and brought back to my scenes, with my trembling legs I tried to run to the door but it was late .... too late , the bunny was already in my room... He was still wearing that weird and scary bunny mask but this time instead of a knife there was something else in his hands which made me understand his evil motives .... he was having a large dildo (adults s*x toy ) and a bunch of c*nd*ms .... I felt sick and horrified, just what is this person planning to do with me??!! And why!??

My legs were spread wide, and every piercing and tattoo on my pussy was on full display, catching their eyes. I was dressed in my bunny costume, which consisted of a white bunny headband and a bunny-tail-shaped butt plug. The two towering customers stood before me, their names unknown and I didn’t care to know them. One was bald while the other had a thick beard. Their powerful frames cast shadows across the room, their thick cocks hanging heavy between their thighs, swaying with each movement. My breath hitched as my gaze lingered on their big cocks, hunger stirring deep inside me.

I can't freaking go on some pleasure quest at this age! I'm a Playboy, not a child abuser! I felt scared.

My eyes narrowed at the big house that felt more like a prison most of the time. Win the game, get the applause, drink until you can't feel the silence waiting for you at home. That's the playbook, it works every time. I smirked and crashed on the couch, watching the others dance as girls swooned over them. “Who's that bitch over there?” I whispered to Davon, staring at her as she winked at me. Davon’s eyes narrowed at me and a soft smile tugged across the corners of his lips. “Who cares?” And we chuckled together. “Go get her man,” he pushed me up and the other boys cheered.

I ask her as I move her up my body. She coughs and her eyes open. "Help me please," She cries softly. "It's okay, I am here. It is me. Luciano," I say and she tries to sit up. "It's okay, you don't have to move. I will carry you," I say as I lift her off the floor. I carry her out of the room and I meet Lily standing with a gun in her hands. "Alright Playboy, take the girl to the car and follow me. I got a pastor around the block. We are getting married," She says.

A notification popped up on my phone. "Cruise trip now boarding! Busty bunny girls who know how to scream, juicy and ready for action! Limited slots available. Come enjoy the party!" It was the summer after freshman year. My twin sister Drew Romano was hellbent on joining that slutty senior Luna Rossi aboard some cruise ship as a "bunny girl" to make some fast cash. I scrolled past the ad online, and my chest tightened. In my past life, I was terrified something would happen to Drew, so I worked up the nerve to stop her.

I found a gel vibrator with a bunny attachment and I also picked up a large packet of condoms and a big tube of lube. The sleazeball behind the counter told me that I could have a discount if I let him play with my tits for five minutes. Sex starved as I was, and short of cash, I pulled my t-shirt and bra off and soon his face was buried between my tits and he started sucking and tweaking my nipples. It was the first time I'd ever experienced anything like that and I felt wet between my legs. A guy walked into the shop while this was happening and he told me he'd buy me anything in the shop I wanted if he could have five minutes too.

“A years supply of adult movies which will be ‘hand’ delivered by our lovely model Jane who’ll make sure you enjoy the first film.” Joe was barely watching the tape, his attention was fixed on the near naked woman of his dreams. Bambi Buchanan stood less than nine feet away from him, stroking her glorious body, and he couldn’t believe she had actually touched his penis a few minutes earlier! Joe gave a soft moan and Holly increased the speed of her strokes on his cock.

"Who or what is Bunny?" Lillian smiled. "You are being way too harsh," she told Clara. "Bunny is the sweetest --" "Sweet? She makes my teeth rot just thinking about her! Pink? No one wears pink bondage equipment!" Shamira snickered. "A pink-loving submissive?" Clara threw her hands up in exasperation. "That's not the half of it! No one is that cheerful!" Then Clara stopped and looked a bit ashamed of herself. "I always wondered if she was just compensating for --"

Cammy I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun with another bloke without having sex before. Last night Brendon and I stayed up until after 2 am chatting about everything under the sun. Not once did he try to feel me up or touch me inappropriately. I thought men like that were long gone. Of course, I would live to regret my late night because right now, I’m nodding off in front of my laptop. Closing the cover, I groan and lay my head on my arms.