Bunny Busters (Super Short Story)

All characters are 18!

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I was sitting alone at a strip diner… Think of it as your typical restaurant but with sexy ladies dressed as bunny rabbits. Like a Hooters. Regardless, I feel as if I had almost too much to drink and eat in order to get over this break up.

“Check!” I called out to one of the workers. I couldn’t help but ogle her amazing body. Her tits were amazing and that ass jiggled as she walked.

“One minute, mister!” She giggled and sprinted in the other direction. I must admit, she was fast in high heels, and that surprisingly turned me rock hard.

When she came back, she pulled a pen from her cleavage and the check from under arm.

I looked inside… “200?!,” I muttered to myself, “I can’t pay for this shit…”

I looked around, and when everyone was seemingly distracted, I made a break for the door.

The same girl who I was taking a fancy for noticed me and ran right behind me. “You can’t just dine and dash, sir!”

“Ha! Eat sh—“ As I was about to cuss at her, her co-worker of a similar build tackled me from the side, burying my face in her tits.

“Come on,” her friend picked me off the ground and immediately grabbed my groin.

“Fuck!-“ I grunted as she squeezed my jewels, “Let go you bitch!” I raised my fist, only for her to squeeze even tighter.

“I said, come on.” Then, she dragged me to an alleyway by the balls, like a dog by the leash. “You. Never. Try. To. Dine. And. Dash. Again!” She kneed me in the balls every word.

As I began to fall towards the floor, the original girl grabbed my shoulders and planted her knee against my sack. “Oh! I feel a little shrimp in your pants!” She exclaimed, giving me one last slap to the groin.

It made me cum in my jeans almost instantly. It was so humiliating. My fetal position, my pain, and now my creamed boxers. The two girls stood on top of me and laughed. Now I know to never come back here again.