Shy Bunny Bella

Shy Bunny Bella Pt. 07 - Slutty Bunny's Mentor Comes Home

Author's Note:

I really appreciate the feedback and support I have received from this series. Thanks to my readers and supporters.

As always, all characters are over 18 years of age.

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While Bella showered, Bruce looked at his phone. The message from Rene seemed rather urgent:Please call me! Need to know WTF is going on!

Bruce waited until Bella got into the shower, and he went downstairs to the living room, poured himself a large brandy he knew he would need, and made his call.

"What the fuck was that?" Rene said without preamble. The tone of her voice was desperate, not angry.

"What do you mean, Rene?" Bruce asked.

"Bella! She was... laughing and joking. Bruce, she's never..." Rene had a hard time getting out the words. Bruce figured she was furious or crying or even both.

"That was Snarky Bunny. Just met her."

Rene paused, indicating her confusion at this comment. "What?"

"Bella's trying on some different... personas. Watching the four of us this weekend seemed to open something up in her. We actually talked about it earlier today. She's trying to be more daring and uninhibited."

"Bruce, she doesn't go to the store.Anystore. She barely leaves the house. What did you do?"

"Ididn't do anything.We, however, showed her how to let go of her fears. Look at it this way. At home, did you ever walk around your house nude and drop to your knees to worship Tyler's dick at any moment?"

"No... of course not."

"And, according to Bella, she watched you and Tara take it in every hole. Her words," Bruce clarified. "Instead of being grossed out by watching a bunch of old people fuck, she found the idea liberating. She's learning to let go."

"We would have... why didn't..." Bruce heard Rene stifle a sob, unable to express her cacophony of thoughts.

"It's different with us. You know Tara. She's a good and bad influence on everyone. First to start the party and always the wildest of the bunch."

"And Bella is..."

"Experimenting. Having fun. I think we'll continue to see more of Shy Bunny, but right now, she's trying on a few different ears. Bold Bunny."

"You said that this weekend."

"I know, and I think she liked it. Not mecallingher that butbeingBold Bunny."

Rene was silent as she processed this. After a minute, she continued. "Bruce... did she... I mean... have you..."

Bruce stopped brushing. "Slept with her?"

Silence from Rene.

"I love you two too much to lie to you. Yes, Rene. I slept with Bella."

More silence on the other end of the phone.

Bruce decided Rene might want the whole truth. "She cried the entire day you left. Didn't even come out of her room but asked to spend the night in my bed because she didn't want to be alone. So, I let her, and we slept... just slept. She needed someone close. Next day, she started trying out these new bunnies. One of those bunnies eventually asked me to make love to her. Bold Bunny and Sexy Bunny. I think it was part of her new freedom. So, I did."

"But sosoon?? I don't know whether to be pissed at you or her right now."

"Come on, Rene. When you got to college and away fromyourparents for the first time, what did you do your first weekend?" Bruce asked, already knowing the answer... since he was there.

Rene laughed. "Got drunk and took a random frat boy up to my room and fucked him senseless."

"And then later married that frat boy."

More laughs from Rene.

"And Bella is doing the same thing. Experimenting with her newfound freedom. Finding herself. We all did that at that age."

"I guess you're right," Rene whispered.

"And would you rather she experimented with me, or with some random frat boy?"

"You, of course. That's why we asked you and Tara."

"Exactly. So, I just want you to know, there's nothing weird going on other than Shy Bunny Bella becoming Woman Bunny Bella."

Bruce heard Rene crying at the other end of the phone and gave her a moment. "Thank you, Bruce. Thank you for taking care of her."

"She's safe here, Rene. Safe to try out these new bunnies. And for the record, she did not steal any of my beers. She tried some of my brandy, though, and said she liked it, so I may have to lock that up, though."

Rene laughed, but for a different reason, the tears still evident in the laugh. "She tried Tyler's whiskey once. Spat it out. Probably why she liked the brandy. Wasn't whiskey."

"That and because I have good taste and don't buy the cheap shit Tyler does."

"True. Don't tell him I said that."

"I won't. You better now?"

"I think so."

"You and Tyler can call me or Tara at any time to check in, you know."

"We know. Thanks."

They hung up, and Bruce let out a deep sigh. He leaned back on the sofa, sipped his brandy, and tried to come down from the intensity of that conversation. Rene had been really confused and frustrated, and Bruce felt it was his job to calm her down... and in a way so she wouldn't be pissed at either him or Bella.

About ten minutes later, he heard the creak of the stairs behind him, turned and saw Bella descending the stairs, completely nude, hair wet and messy, Bruce Bunny cradled in one hand, hairbrush in the other.

Bruce took in her statuesque figure as she glided lithely over to him, admiring the sheer sexiness of her body. He pulled a throw pillow off the sofa and placed it on the floor in front of him, knowing she wanted him to brush out her hair again.

Bella handed him her brush, standing unabashedly in front of him, displaying her lush body, took the brandy snifter from his hand, took a sip with a wry smile on her face, then sat down on the floor in front of him.

Bruce took the brush and started working on her hair, sitting on the edge of the sofa so he could get a good view of her body from above.

"I thought you might join me in the shower," Bella said, a hint of a tease to her voice.

"Me too... but your mom wanted me to call her."

Bella stiffened slightly. "Why?"

"She saw a side of you she'd never seen before. I think she was really surprised. In her words, she had to find out 'what the fuck was that'," he said in a good imitation of Rene.

Bella laughed timidly. "What did you tell her?"

Bruce shrugged as he continued to brush her hair. "Mostly what you and I had already talked about. About trying on different ears and such. All part of becoming Woman Bunny Bella."

"Woman Bunny Bella?" she repeated, giggling. "Really?"

"I figured a part of her still sees you as a child, though she definitely doesn't treat you like a child all the time. I think Tyler can attest to Sexy Bunny being very grown up. But at the same time, what you did was totally unexpected."

Slutty Bunny turned on the tease. "You mean... stroking your big cock while talking to my mom on the phone?"

"Well... yes... but she didn'tseethat part."

Bella laughed, reached back to take his hand, and kissed it.

"Going out," Bruce explained. "She said you don't go to stores."

She shook her head and clutched Bruce Bunny to her chest. "Not really."

"So, she calls expecting Shy Bunny to be in her room, but instead she finds Snarky Bunny in the car out and about."

"Oh," Bella said, and Bruce could almost hear the click in her mind as it fit together. "I think I get it."

He continued to brush her hair in long strokes now that he had all the tangles out. She sighed as she relaxed into the smooth, repetitive caresses on her scalp. "Should we have gotten some dye while we were out? You said it was time."

"On its way... as well as a few things for slutty vampire."

"I thought she was just vampire."

"Her too."

"Two costumes?"

"Variation of one. I'll use slutty vampire for... my test." She began scratching Bruce Bunny's floppy ears.

"OF?"

Bella nodded.

"Makes sense. Gotta see how it fits first, right?"

Again, Bella nodded, pulling Bruce Bunny tight to her chest again.

"You okay? With what I said to your mom?"

She shrugged. The slump of her shoulders told Bruce Shy Bunny was returning as she seemed to mull over what he had told her. "Was she mad?"

"No. Relieved."

"Relieved?"

"That you were comfortable enough to experiment like this. Once I reminded her of some of her college experiences, she understood."

She turned her head and looked at him, the barest glint of Bold Bunny in her eyes. "There's a story there."

"I'll let her tell it. Just ask her about the random frat boy."

"Oooh... juicy. Now I've gotta know." She leaned her head back and looked up at him. "I am, Uncle Bruce. Comfortable."

Bruce leaned down and kissed her softly, their faces opposite each other in an awkward Spiderman-esque kiss.

This made her laugh and her eyes gleamed mischievously. "Did you tell her about Slutty Bunny."

"Must have slipped my mind," Bruce quipped.

She giggled and knelt to face him. She placed her hands high on his thighs and leaned in close. "Well... we'll just have to make sure you never forget Slutty Bunny."

"How can I?" he replied leaning into her, so they were almost kissing. "I've been staring at your sexy body for the past fifteen minutes."

"Then quit staring." She grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts, then kissed him deeply and sensuously, tracing her tongue along his lips.

He returned the kiss and their tongues played back and forth in each other's mouths. He started kneading and massaging her tits, relishing their youthful firmness and fullness.

Bella moaned in arousal as his fingers found her sensitive nipples. Without breaking their kiss, she fondled his cock inside his pants, opened his zipper, then tugged on his rigid dick with both hands.

Bruce lowered one of his hands and found the delicate folds of her pussy. He began tracing her slit, caressing both lips with one finger, making her gasp with the sensation. He felt the slick wetness of her desire issuing from her folds, and he used that to open her sweet slit and stroke her clit.

Still trying to kiss him, she began openly moaning and gasping, breaking their lip contact for the briefest instance before going right back to kissing him. Her hands twisted and pulled on his cock, spreading his precum all over his shaft.

Bruce was glad they had sex so recently, knowing he would last longer as a result. "Hmmmm... Bella... god you are my Sexy Bunny, aren't you?"

Bella began nibbling on his neck and whispered, "Yes, Uncle Bruce. Yours."

He slid two fingers inside her wet snatch and curled them to hit her G-spot. "And my Slutty Bunny."

"Fuck!" Bella arched her back and yelled at the sudden, pleasurable intrusion. "God! Yes... Bruce... just like that... I'm your Slutty Bunny... yes..."

Seeing she was close to orgasm, Bruce sped up his fingers on both hands, rapidly stroking her pussy and pinching her nipple with the other. "Cum for me, Bunny... cum..."

"God, yes... fuck, fuck, yes... YEEEESSSS!" Bella cried as she climaxed on Bruce's talented fingers.

But Bruce didn't stop. In fact, he sped up his fingers in her pussy, slapping her clit with his palm on every deep plunge. He kneaded and pinched her breast and took the other in his mouth, sucking and gently biting her nipple.

"Ooooh... fuuuuuuuck..." and Bella orgasmed again.

Still Bruce didn't stop, finger fucking Bella as she knelt in front of him, sucking one tit while tweaking the other. Bella forgot about stroking him as she pulled him into her chest, forcing him to suck and bite harder.

"God... Bruuuuuce... fuuuuuuck... CUMMMMMING!!!" With that climax, Bella sprayed her nectar all over Bruce's hands, couch, and pillows.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Bruce said as he continued to finger fuck her relentlessly. He resumed sucking on her, reducing her to a moaning, panting, orgasming creature. After her second squirting orgasm and fourth or fifth orgasm for this session, Bella collapsed, and Bruce had to catch her to keep her from hurting herself with the fall. He pulled her up on the couch and laid her down so she could recover. His cock, however, throbbed and pulsed with aching need.Itwanted to plunge deep into Bella, taking her and filling her again with his seed, butBruceinterceded and refrained... for now. She'd probably never experienced repeated climaxes of that magnitude before, especially if what Bella said about Tyler always being gentle are true. Plus, she may not have known she's a squirter. She'll probably need a minute.

So, he knelt next to her, softly stroking her hair (with the hand not soaked in her cum), kissed her ear, and whispered, "My Sweet Bunny. My Beautiful Bunny. My Bunny."

She didn't respond, but merely continued to breathe heavily, whimpering unintelligibly once in a while. After a few minutes, she relaxed and fell asleep there on the couch.

"Sex coma," Bruce said to himself, grinning and so very pleased with himself. He found a blanket, covered her, and kissed her cheek. "Rest, my Sweet Bunny." He found a dry spot on the floor, sat down in front of Bella, and picked up his phone.

Bruce:She's a squirter.

Immediate response.

Tara:FUCK YES!!!

Bruce:Thought you would like to know that.

Tara:Can't wait to come home and have a taste.

Bruce licked his fingers.

Bruce:So good.

Tara:Rene talk to you?

Bruce:Yes. LOL.

He hit SEND, knowing how much of a boomer he sounded.

Tara:Freaking the fuck out.

Bruce:Yep. I think I calmed her down, though.

Tara:She said you did. You guys really go out?

Bruce:Just to a couple stores. Did I tell you she wants to go to the mall?

Tara:Really? That's interesting.

Bruce:Might need your help with that one.

Tara:I'm there if she needs me.

Bruce:She knows.

Tara:Naked weekend?

Bruce:God, I hope so. Got more pills just in case.

Tara:Winking emoji.Better double-up. I want to walk in and see you fucking her on our bed when I get home.

Bruce:You've talked me into it.

Tara:And then...

She followed that text with a close up of her pussy, four fingers plunged deep, her whole hand glistening with her arousal.

Tara:All yours. Haven't had a dick in there all week. Need you so goddamn bad.

Bruce:Bella passed out before I could finish. Want a tribute?

Tara:Save it big boy. I want to feel it spray all over me. No cumming until I get home.

Bruce:Fuck! Seriously?

Tara:Seriously. I want to feel it dripping off my face and tits while I kiss Bella and smear it all over her body.

Bruce:Not helping.

Tara:Show me how hard you are, baby.

Bruce sent a pic of his raging erection.

Tara:Hmmmm... I wanna taste. Can you save it?

Bruce:It won't go down until it's satisfied you.

Tara:Good.Another winking emoji.Love you. So much.

Bruce:Love you.

He set the phone down and sighed. Of course, he would do as Tara asked and not ejaculate until he was able to cum on her face, but it would beverydifficult to wait that long. Not the first time she's asked him to wait, though, but the first time with such a beautiful and sexy young woman in the house. "I'm sure Slutty Bunny would enjoy that, as well," he muttered, telling himself that Bella would also be eager to agree, especially if it meant sharing with Tara.

He looked back at Bella passed out on the couch. "We should get you to bed, Bunny," he said, standing. He bent over, cradled Bella in his arms, and carried her upstairs.

He debated which bed to place her in but ultimately decided to lay her in her own bed, since if she woke up in his, she'd want to finish what they started, contrary to Tara's instructions. He laughed as he thought about the games that Tara made him play all in the name of erotic pleasure as he carried Bella down the hall and set her down in her own bed.

He was tempted to lift up the blanket and get another look at her gorgeous body, but he knew that would not help his raging boner, so he simply turned and walked out of her room.

He went back downstairs, retrieved Bruce Bunny after cleaning up the sodden carpet the best he could, and set it next to Bella on her bed, so she could easily find it during the night. He kissed her lips one more time before retiring to his own room.

Quickly, he sent a text to Bella letting her know of Tara's command, just in case she wanted to play during the night. He lay down on his own bed, grinning in anticipation of tomorrow's antics.

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Bruce awoke the next morning to the pleasurable sensation of his cock being engulfed in a sweet mouth and immediately thought of Tara. When he opened his eyes, however, he discovered a pink head bobbing on his dick instead of a blonde one. At the sight of Bella sucking him, his balls tightened, ready to shoot his saved load down her throat.

Sensing he was awake, Bella pulled off his cock and grinned at him, the full-on teasing of Slutty Bunny blazing in her eyes. "Aunt Tara says to keep you good and hard, but to make sure you don't cum. She wants you to save it... for both of us." She rolled off the bed and stood up, dressed in her workout gear, erect nipples and wet pussy obvious under the pink clothes. With a wry grin, she walked out of the room, but not before 'accidentally' dropping her towel and bending over slowly and seductively so he could see the outline of her damp slit under her shorts. She glanced back at him, giggled, and left the room.

Bruce groaned, "Mean Bunny!" It was going to be a very long morning.

He maintained a varied state of rigidity throughout of the morning and fought against every primal urge to jerk off in the shower after his workout. Like certain medications, the herbal supplements he took stimulated blood flow, so while he could definitely feel the effects of the supplements, it wasn't the 'call your doctor if it lasts over four hours' kind.

Somehow, he managed to refrain from 'taking matters into his own hands' and went down to breakfast to find a yogurt parfait waiting for him on the counter, a set of pink lips pressed on the glass where Bella left her imprint. Chuckling, he took his breakfast into his office and controlled himself enough to keep his mind on work for the entire morning.

Just before noon, he got a text from Tara.

Tara:Just leaving the airport. Be home in a half hour. So fucking horny.

He finished his work, sent a quick message to his boss, reminding them he was taking the afternoon off, then went upstairs to undress. Seeing that the message went to both of them, he knew that Bella would be joining him very soon.

A few minutes later, Bella entered his bedroom, naked and with erect nipples indicating her own arousal. She closed the door behind her, and tackled him onto the bed, kissing him for several minutes, re-establishing the connection they felt the previous evening.

"I cannotbelievewhat you did to me last night," she said. "I think I actually passed out. Did I... squirt?"