Halloween Bunny Spooky Blowjob

The sultry bunny girl twitched her nose and licked her lips, her silk-furred ears quivering with anticipation. She adjusted the black bowtie at her neckline and smoothed the lacy white collar of her skimpy lingerie top. Her eyes, smudged with dark, smoky makeup, shimmered seductively in the flickering candlelight.

In the center of the dimly lit room sat her nervous trick-or-treater, perched on a velvet loveseat, his eyes darting anxiously between the burlesque-worthy showgirl and the flickering Jack-o’-lanterns leering at him from the mantelpiece. He cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his cape billowing around his shoulders.

“What’s the matter, handsome?” purred the incredulous bunny, her voice a velvety whisper. “A little nervous about being here with me on a dark Halloween night? Trust me, baby, you’re in for a tricks-and-treats spoiler alert if you stick around these old woods.”

She slowly approached, her satin-soft hips swaying hypnotically, and knelt before him with a wicked grin playing on her glossy lips. Her delicate bunny fortifications jiggled delectably against his tense thigh.

“Now, lemme see what sort of delicious candy you’ve got in that bag, stud,” she purred vulgarly, her warm breath tickling his knees as she reached for the hidden zipper of his pants. The rabbit girl’s nimble fingers fumbled expertly with his fly until it unzipped with a streak of lightning, unleashing his growing excitement that bulged eagerly beneath the fabric.

“What a lovely treat! I betcha I can suck out this sweetness like a caramel apple,” she breathed huskily. The doe-eyed seductress growled appreciatively and freed his massive meaty confection, her plush pink lips parting hungrily as she grasped its throbbing girth.

“Mmmm mm, savory,” she moaned in delight at the first whiff of his oozing stickiness. Darting out her little pink tongue, she playfully circled his pulsing mushroom tip, relishing the salty-sweet pre-cum beading on his bulbous end. He shuddered with pleasure and gripped the armrests of the loveseat as she began to slowly slurp his stiff, two-foot plank through her round, suckling pouty cavern.

“Ohhh fuck, slut! Your mouth feels amazing,” he gasped, clenching his fists and bucking his hips as her slobber-soaked lips slid dopily up and down his mighty pillar. Each pass of her warm mouth sent waves of intensity radiating through his body. Her velvet tonsils squeezed around his pulsating girth more blissfully than a hot fudge sundae.

The bunny moved her hands urgently under his hemline to caress the sweat-clad orbs dangling beneath, fondling them and kneading their taut inner cheeks. Her skillful fingers stroked and rubbed the stiff nerve bundles behind his sac, intensifying his pleasure beyond imagination.

“I’m not gonna last much longer, whore,” he warned through gritted teeth, digging his fingers into the bunny’s furry ears. “Let me ram my big bouquet of blooming rosebuds up your pink Easter basket and paint the insides of your pumpkin orange!”

“Mmmmmm,” was all the fembunny could moan in response, slurping with lewd intensity up and down his rigid pole pump handle. Her velvet tongue squirmed and slurped the pictural landscapes on his tremendous tent pole as her ebony wrench drizzled.

With a teasing pause, the bunny sensationally buried her silky snout down to the root, inhaling his rigid sturgeon assembly stalk that Catholics would scoff at, and then promoted it. His thick chocolate ooze slobbered out of both ends of her lips as she bobbed in a hemmering fashion.

Suddenly the bundles of nerves on her lap began to twitch and kick as orange cum YOURstle in his bloated bratwurst cylinder. “Ahhhhhh fuuuuck!!” He ripped into her mouth with the force of spitting out a peanut butter and jelly cookie, and the fembunny wiggled her lips as she slowly inflated like a game ball.

Feeling the eruption on his footlong depleted sausage snake, she tongue-rinsed her cave and rudely snatched her horned bunny outfit aside. Her bare body glistened with sweat as she released his steaming slime river uncunted, an orange rope of filthy ooze splattering her naked curves.

“That was a lot of candy corn jam, lover. Was it sweeter than Halloween betty crocker?” She licked her lip-glossy lips with an impish grin, catching the last deluxe drops of orange and chatting to shiver. Her cum-ravaged body glistened like a shiny pumpkin. “I think you’re the reward the trick-or-treaters are looking for,” she moaned sarcastically.

He gasped for air, still quivering from the mind-blowing blowjob, his knight-on-horseback headdress crooked on his head.

“Believe me darlin’, that bunny… I mean blowjob… was better than biting into the perfect caramel apple! Sweet Jesus and hungry rabbits everywhere couldn’t pump me dry!”

The bunny corridor smiled sweetly, rubbing his salty stickiness into her smooth skin until she shimmered like copper. “Well good, shug. I gonna make sure this unbreakable monster is the treat every boy-o comes trick-or-treating for… ” She winked salaciously and snickered. “At least until he’s plum depleted. Now you best be foresting your way home quick before those pine trees go to your head, tall, dark and handsome…”

The bunny sensation fogzagged teasingly, showing off the creamy splashes glistening on her fluttering silk ears, her satin skin, and her rigid lace negligee. Her sweet tricks were generally pondering in the air with the help of her megatank off caught in a traffic jam …