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Teaching the Rabbit

Fairy in the Moonlight
teaching_the_rabbit_1.txt
Keywords sonic the hedgehog 32002, cream the rabbit 4208, lewd 2128, m/f/f 1408, bunnie rabbot 995, antoine d'coolette 190
“Thanks for taking Cream on such short notice,” says a relieved Vanilla. “I really did want to take her to Casinopolis, but she proved that she isn’t exactly ready for the experience.” The rabbit places a hand on the shoulder of the young woman, who in a grumpy fit, grumbled as she kept her eyes glued to her phone.
Cream had grown up in the years since the defeat of Dr. Robotnik, maturing into a real young woman. She no longer dresses up in the cute dresses of her younger years, and instead opted for a tank-top and shorts for the summer.
“Aw, shucks, well, it ain’t no big deal.” Bunnie says, waving the young woman inside. “Come on, Cream, let’s hustle on in. We can find ourselves our own kind of fun We don’t need no bright lights or fancy shows to pass the time.”
The rabbit shrugs and walks on inside, not taking her eyes off of her device.
“And remember, baby girl, Mommy will know everything you do, because Mrs. D’Coolette will tell her, isn’t that right?”
“Sho’ Nuff” says Bunnie. “But for this next weekend, yer momma’s gonna not have to worry about yer teenage hormones, need to rebel, and other drama like that.”
“Oh, that’s the very reason she’s not going,” Vanilla says, nodding politely before the rabbits say their goodbyes.
With the door closed, Bunnie sighs, running a robotic hand over her head. “My, my, my, Cream… what did you do?”
Cream looks over her shoulder, making sure that the door is actually closed.
“Oh, don’t you worry about no one hearing, little ‘un, it’s just us gals here. I won’t tell no one if it’s somethin’ private!”
Cream sighs and pockets her phone. Running a hand over one of her ears, she speaks up. “Mom caught me in my room… alone, watching stuff.”
Bunnie nods. “Say no more. Don’t you worry. We won’t be keeping a tight leash, but you will have to stay with us this weekend, ‘cause we promised your momma.”
Cream groans. There’s no way this weekend is not going to be a total embarrassment.
Later that evening, the teen sits in the D’Coolette living room, her face buried in her device, as it had been for most of the afternoon. In the kitchen, well within sight, but out of whisper range of the living room, Mr. and Mrs. D’Coolette work on dinner for the three of them.
“I cannot believe that is the same Cream who had fought alongside us in the Robotnik War,” says Antoine, measuring out the butter for his crepes.
“Yeah, well, we’re all in a new world, right? First generation since our grandaddies to raise kids in peacetime. Though Vanilla had kept her pretty much away from all that mess for a while, Cream and the other little ’un’s are all free to try out new experiences and not be worried about being thrown in a Roboticizer or drafted into the Egg Army,” she says, using her cooking attachment to chop up vegetables with machine precision.
“Yes, that is true,” Antoine responds. “However, I would not call her the ‘little one,’ now. Especially, since she is trying that kind of the experiments.”
“Shucks, Twan…, she’s basically a grown up. We married later’n most folks begin feelin’ the need to take ‘naps’ in the bushes, but it wasn’t strange for our grandpapy’s grandpappies to marry when they were in their thirties or so, let alone go for a role in the hay.”
“Well, I can see Vanilla, single mother in wartime, not knowing all the ins and the outs of the birds and the bees, but she of all people should have known about fooling around when she was younger.”
“Hmm… yer right, Twan… and Cream is about that age, aint’ she? Wonder what kind of upbringing Vanilla gave her in regards to family plannin’ if she don’t trust Cream to make the right decisions?
“Well, considering why she was punished to be here with us, I doubt that. Could you imagine how that conversation would go? ‘Oh, Cream? Be a good girl and do not do what your mère
 did!”
“Yeah, sex education in the Rabbit estate sucks.”
The D’Coolettes spin around, and standing in the entryway is Cream. She sighs, her arms folded over her chest, which only serves to accent how her breasts had developed to surpass that of her mother’s and one leg crossed over the other as she leans against the doorway.“Ah, forgive us, young mademoiselle,” Antoine says, placing a hand upon his chest and bowing. “We were speaking of things that were merely gossip.”
“Gossip is when you talk about someone who isn’t in the conversation,” Cream says, standing up with her hand on her hip. “I’m right here. You want to talk about what’s going on? I’ll talk about what’s going on.”
“Cream, sug…”
“No,” Cream snaps, stomping her foot and clenching her fists. “Mom has always treated me like a fragile little doll! I fought against Eggman plenty of times, and I even saved her sorry ass one time. Just because Cheese isn’t around anymore doesn’t mean I’m useless.”
Antoine steps forward, reaching for her shoulders. “Ah, Cream, there are no more wars to fight. Once you hit the age requirements, I’d be happy to put in the words for you at the garrison, so you can find the action you seek.”
She rolls out of his grasp and steps aside. “I don’t care about fighting. I care about being able to do what I want. Mom’s off having fun, and she’s probably going off on her own so she can fuck someone without me knowing about it. But I know. I’m not an idiot. That’s okay. I get it. She’s lonely, but… but I’m lonely too. She won’t let me figure things out. She won’t talk to me about it. She won’t even let me have a boyfriend or gi…” she trails off when she says that.
The married couple look at each other a moment, and then Antoine turns off the stove. “Ah, Cream, you are… feeling the draw of love, are you not?”
“Love? As if. I just… I just want to get out there. Have fun. I mean, Walker’s Sake, I’m a rabbit. It’s in my nature to… to…”
“I understand completely, Cream,” says Bunnie, who places her hands on the rabbit’s shoulders. “You got the itching to experience all the thrills of life, including the ones we all want to feel at one point or another. Well, you realize if you just run off and find the wrong person, it could be dangerous.”
“She doesn’t want me stuck with a brat like she was…” Cream says, sighing, her shoulders shaking, her lips quivering.
“No, no, no no…!” Antoine shouts, running up to the other side of Cream and embracing her. “You must think like that. Your mother, well, she loves you more than anything. That is why she made sure you were in hands of those who care about you…” Cream blinks, looking to both of the couple. “I… you guys… Miss Bunnie, Mister Antoine…?”
“Shh…” Bunnie says, leaning in, giving Cream a peck on the forehead. “No need to be so formal. You ain’t a little kid no more.”
“Indeed,” says Antoine. “In fact, you have blossomed into the beautiful woman--one who should make her own decisions.
“Bu… but you said I shouldn’t just go off and have sex with just anyone…?”
The two smirk, not evening having to say anything to each other. “Well, now,” says Bunnie. “We said you shouldn’t be having sex with the WRONG people. We didn’t say anything about not foolin’ around with people you already know…”

Cream sits down on the couch, her eyes wide as she watches the couple on the floor in front of her, holding each other close, their legs entwined as they sit there, Antoine on the bottom, Bunnie on top. Their mouths slip together without any mistake, so used are they to each other.
Antoine’s hands slide down Bunny’s back, and Bunnie holds onto his hair with her robotic hand, her real one playing with his tail. Both of them make love with eyes closed, the rocking of the coyote’s hips and the gasping of the rabbit’s mouth showing off the lewd actions to the teenager.
After a little bit of their erotic dance, Bunnie’s eyes flutter open. She rolls her hips over her husband as she glances over to Cream. Licking her lips, the rabbot lifts herself off, leaving his cock exposed and glistening, the coyote groaning for more.
“W… what the fuck are we doing…?” Cream says, breathy.
“Giving you the education your mama wants ta hide from ya,” Bunnie says, standing there, fully exposed to the girl. Her cybernetic implants did not go past her thighs, making it almost seem like she was wearing high socks the whole time. “So, who’s gonna be your partner, sugah?”
“M… my partner?” Cream squeaks, glancing from one to the other. “W… I mean… Antoine, obviously.
The coyote smiles, running a hand through his hair as he lounges back. “I will be honored, mon ami. But I would not mind watching you discover the joys of mi amor. Do not feel compelled to join me because I am a man.”
Cream blushes bright red, her hands upon her knees as she looks downward.
“Ah, well, don’t be shy, sugah. If’n you don’t want to play with me, that’s fine, too” Bunnie says, tapping her on the shoulder. “Besides, I understand perfectly fine that there ain’t nothing like a good dick.”
Cream nods and hops up. “Alright then, fine! Let’s do it, Antoine!”
“N-now, we can go slowly, Cream. Is there anything you’ve been wanting to try?”
Cream grabs her top, lifting it up over her head. Her breasts bounce free, making both of the couple admire her development. “Yeah, I know, I’m some kind of freak. Whatever.”
“Non, but I am having trouble not remembering you were once such a little girl. It is… quite the confusion for me.”
Cream grumbles and stomps on over to him. Sitting down on his lap, she pushes his cock up between them, letting it rub against their stomachs. She wraps her arms around his head, pushing it up against her chest. “Do these belong on a little girl, you pervy old man?”
Antoine, not one to lose on the fields of battle or love, takes it in stride. He moves his hands up along her sides, and then up underneath her breasts. He pulls his head free from her grip and wraps his lips around one of her nipples.
The rabbit gasps, her voice going from the defiant growl to a complacent squeak. “A… Antoine…?”
“Oh, now you’ve done it, sugah…” Bunnie says, laying on her stomach on the couch. “Antoine doesn’t like it when you question him being the ultimate lover boy.”
Antoine’s mouth continues working upon cream, lashing over her nipples as his hands move down to her ass. He gives her a squeeze, growling as he lifts her up, only to place her down on the floor with a slow, careful movement.
“Ooh, Sugah-Twan, what’s it like gripping a young ass again? Betcha it feels good, don’t it?”
Laying on top of Cream, Antoine pulls the tit by his lips, letting it spring back with a ‘pop” “Are you implying, my love, that you are not the queen of the ass?”
Cream breathes quickly, her chest rising and falling. Bunnie chuckles, her metal finger running down along the curve of her side, tracing over the shape of her butt. “Well, I suppose we’ll just have to see if this young’un can dethrone me or not.”
Antoine chuckles and brushes his nose against Cream’s “oh, but the young woman is already in the running for this race…” he narrows his eyes, the gaze powerful, sensual. Cream couldn’t help but close her eyes and kiss him right on the lips.
Her kisses are quick, playful, uncertain. He moves his hand around behind her head to hold her in place as he returns the kiss. It is slow, purposeful, explorative. His tongue slips in between her lips, sparking a desire to meet and exceed him. She wraps her arms around him, her hands going into his hair, lacing through those golden locks as her tongue dances with his. Her mouth opens wide with much too much exaggeration in the kiss. Bunnie just giggles as Antoine fights against her eager and amateurish actions.
“Sugah… I think she’s pretty much warmed up, don’t you?” Bunnie says.
He pulls his mouth free, Cream’s tongue sticking out between her lips a second, inching forward for another desperate stroke against his own. Antoine sits up, his hands moving down along his toned chest. “What do you say, mademoiselle, Are you ready to really become a woman?”
Cream shudders and nods, a faint whisper of a “yes” indicating her consent. Antoine sets off immediately, pulling her shorts off and tossing them away in one expert motion. He then leans in, pressing his snout up against her newly-exposed womanhood.
Cream gasps, her feet curling as the tongue that was once in her mouth dances along inside her. She shudders, squirming under him, gasping. “W… what… your… your dick!”
“Oh, I’m sure you’d love to have that dick, sugah…” Bunnie says, sliding off of the bed. She snickers as she finds herself spread sitting right in front of the rabbit’s face. “But no one gets to take my hubby’s cock without going through me first.
Antoine pulls his face free, licking his lips. “Just like no man gets to explore my dear flower’s flower without first facing me!”
“So, go ahead, sugah. Open up and have yourself a snack.”

Cream swallows the lump in her throat, licking over her lips as she gets an eyeful of Bunnie’s sex. The rabbot slides her robotic fingers down along her own body teasingly before using two fingers to spread the lips apart, giving the younger rabbit even more of a scene. “Don’t think ‘Twan and I missed that you were considerin’ a girlfriend. Might as well try to see if you like what it means to please a gal before you commit. It’ll save ya a lot of heartache.
The teen grabs onto the robotic thighs. The warmth of her womanhood heats up the metal to a comfortable degree and allows Cream to get her mouth right up between the older woman’s legs.
Bunnie sighs as she feels the tongue brush over her lips, reaching over her own chest and fondling herself as she flashes a sultry glance over towards her husband.
Already knowing what Bunnie was planning, he gets up and sets off for the closet.
As Antoine rummages through their things, Cream starts to glance down, pulling away from Bunnie’s sex. Mrs. D’Coolette is having none of that, though, and scoots her heels in, pulling the younger rabbit back closer to her by her underarms. “Hey, now, when yer givin’ someone some Southern Hospitality, you can’t just stop. You gotta keep going ‘til they cry like a rooster at the crack ‘o dawn.”
Antoine closes the door with a polite click and chuckles “Ah, mi amor, still thinking of monsieur Suck, are we?”
“Mmm boy howdy, could he do things with that beak of his…” Bunnie sighs wistfully. “Mmm, that’s a mighty fine tongue you have, girl…” Bunnie says, lifting her legs and scooting back.
As Cream detaches, a trail of satisfied fluid bridges between Cream’s Tongue and Bunnie’s cunny. The younger rabbit licks her lips, only to squeak in surprise when the older woman flips forward, sitting on her knees and leaning over Cream. Bunnie’s hands go on either cheek and she smiles down at the girl before locking lips with her in an upside down kiss.
Cream’s eyes flutter closed as the woman indulges in the rabbit’s tongue. It was different than Antoine, much more energetic and less detailed.
And it is over as soon as it began. Bunnie stands up to her feet and wipes her mouth clean with her furry arm. “Aaah, nothin’ like the taste of my own body in the mouth of another woman.”
“Oh, yes indeed!” Antoine says. “That one girl we had a few months back… her taste was exquisite.”
Cream pushes herself up to have her elbows support her as she looks over towards the married couple. “So, are we going to fuck or…?”
Her eyes widen at the sight before her. Antoine kneels in front of Bunnie, his hands moving away from his wife’s body just as he finished placing a strapon on her. The color of the whole device matched her legs, making it look like the rabbot has a cybernetic dick. She spins around, the thing as large as her husband’s member. “Well, now, don’t you sound excited.”
“Oui,” says Antoine, whose own member glistens. In his hand is a little bottle. He tosses it over toward Cream.
She falls back when she reaches up to catch it, fumbling with the bottle a moment before she finally has a solid grip. The teen looks over the label and gasps. “Personal Lubricant,” it says.
“I have already prepared my sword,” Says Antoine “But you should prepare your anus.
“Can’t have you getting pregnant now, can we? And we all know how quickly we rabbits can breed.”
“That is why Bunnie and I are very careful with how we have our fun,” Antoine says. “So I will not be sticking my penis into your petals.”
Cream blushes, shaking her head. “W…w hat? You want it… you want it up my ass?”
“Well, I’m sure Antoine would love to slap on rubber and go to town on you, but I got claim to the front,” Bunnie says, giving her chrome cock a flick with her metal hand. It vibrates from the impact and for a few seconds afterwards, leaving the room with a little buzz.. “You said you wanted to fuck… you sure you’re ready for it, Sugah?”
Cream glances down at the bottle, rubbing her thumb over the pop-up opening. She then looks up at the two eager and waiting Mobians. So far, she had just been following their lead, being their passive little toy. She nods and rolls over now, laying her chest upon the ground and pushing her hips up in the air. With one hand, she pulls one cheek. With the other, she tilts the bottle, pouring the lubricant out over her crack. The liquid rolls down over her body, dripping onto the floor. “Oh, fuck yeah, I’m ready, you two. Question is, can you keep up with me?”
Antoine is the first to approach her. The coyote wraps his arms around her, grabbing onto her tits and pulling her up to stand between the two. His cock slides against the lubed crack, rubbing over it and picking up some more of the liquid so it isn’t wasted. “Oh, you think you can outlast us both? Then, you have a lot more to learn.”
Bunnie saunters on up, her finger running down from Cream’s lip down to her collarbone, around her breasts, and all the way down until she reaches under the rabbit’s knees, scooping her up. Antoine lets go of the bunny breasts and helps his wife to hold the girl up. Now, Cream is completely unable to get away from the two of them with both holes lined up perfectly for the couple.
Cream’s breath quickens as she feels the throbbing member and warmed metal dong against both of her entrances. “Come on…” she says in a breathy voice, her hands running up, weaving through Antoine’s hair. “Show me what you’ve got!”

The couple look at each other with a smirk upon their faces, and with the coordinated effort that only true lovers can muster, they lower the girl down, both of their poles sliding into her body.
Cream cries out, her eyes closed, her hands holding tightly onto Bunnie’s shoulders. She had dabbled in sex before this moment, mostly just laying in the bathtub and letting her fingers explore. When she got herself a hold of a toy and finally started to explore penetration, that is when her mother walked in on her. She hadn’t a chance to fully experience it, and now, she is going full on double penetrated! Her anus spreads for the invading warm member of the coyote, molding to him as it fights desperately to remain in its small state. Her womanhood welcomes the metallic dildo. The warmth of her walls wrap around it, milking Bunnie’s fake length. Though the older woman cannot feel it, it is the look of pure lewd surprise on the rabbit’s face that makes Mrs. D’Coolette happy.
But as she slides in, Bunnie feels the resistance. Cream gasps, biting her lip. Bunnie’s look of concern is enough for Antoine to stop his own movement, holding onto Cream tightly to keep her from falling.
“Aw, Sugah, Ah didn’t know you still had yer cherry. You sure you wanna continue? Do you want little ole’ me to be the one who takes it from ya?”
Cream responds by pulling Bunnie in close, locking lips with the other woman as she squeezes her legs against Bunnie’s hips, pulling her in deeper. The fake cock pushes up, straining the maidenhood, before eventually snapping it with a cry and a whimper from the girl. Cream’s breath comes out in squeaks of surprise and pain as she rests her chin on Bunnie’s shoulder.
Both Bunnie and Antoine frown at each other, and the two start to pull back and out
“No!” Cream cries out. “Don’t… don’t stop!” she gasps. “I want… I want to keep… to keep it up!”
The two lovers lean in, placing their lips upon the rabbit’s cheeks. They hug her tightly as they push forward, their pumping alternating so that she is never unfilled.
Cream throws her head back, letting out loud and lewd cries as the pain from the loss of her virginity fades away into the pleasure of joining these wonderful lovers together in the dance of love.
They continue working on her for some time, the poor girl’s eyes rolling back as she finds herself slipping away into the pleasure until finally, the male of the bunch states. “I… I cannot hold much longer… where?”
“Inside…!” Cream says.
“Very well,” Antoine responds.
“Bunnie!” Cream continues.
The two lovers stop. “Now, wait, sugah… this is for you…” Bunnie says. “We’re teaching you. Don’t you want to finish?”
“I… I want to see… true love…” she whispers.
There’s silence in the D’Coolette household for a bit, but soon, Antoine pulls out from the younger rabbit, and Bunnie helps her down on to her feet. Cream’s legs wobble uneasily, but they rest her upon the couch, allowing her to lay down and get a view of the pair.
“Better to not be in your flower, mi amor,” Antoine says as he brushes his fingers over Bunnie’s cheeks.
“That’s okay, sugah,” Bunnie says, unbuckling the strapon. “I’m feeling plenty kinky tonight.”
Antoine spins his wife around, and his pole finds her tailhole with practiced ease. His hands wrap around her body, fingers delicately playing with her chest.
Cream watches the two, laying back on the bed and curling her legs up. Her fingers find their ways between her legs, where she stimulates herself, the warmth growing in her as the married couple finish off, Antoine’s howl as he cums inside his beloved’s ass drowns out the younger rabbit’s whimpers of orgasm as her womanhood contracts in pleasure, staining her fingers with her love.
Cream smiles as she feels the warmth of climax go from the tips of her ears to the end of her blobs, and the young woman drifts off to sleep, having learned a very important lesson.

When Vanilla knocks on the door, she is pleasantly surprised to see Cream standing on the other side, a smile on her face and eager to embrace her mother. “Welcome back, did you have a nice trip?” Asks the decidedly more chipper teen.
“Well, well, it seems Mr. and Mrs. D’Coolette have done a nice job keeping you in line.”
“Oh, yes, they did! I’m no longer going to do anything hasty or dangerous, thanks to what they taught me.”
Vanilla nods and grasps her daughter’s hand, leading her away back to their home. “That’s wonderful, dear. And, what exactly did they teach you?”
Cream giggles at that. “Oh, you know, they taught me stuff about their life and stuff, and they really knew how to make the lessons come alive, you know?”
Vanilla nods as they arrive back at their stately house. “It’s so wonderful to have friends like them, doesn’t it?”
“Oh, yes, indeed, mother! In fact, I may want to visit again. They’ve been oh-so-great tutors.”
Standing to the entrance to Cream’s room, Vanilla leans over and kisses her grown up daughter on the forehead. “Yes, they are, aren’t they. Well, goodnight, dear. Sweet dreams.”
Cream flops onto her bed, her hands propping herself up. She sighs in relief. If mom ever found out about what the three of them did…
“Oh, Cream, dear!” Vanilla calls out from behind the door.
“Y… yeah, mom.”
“Their famous D’Coolette sandwich is enough to scream over, isn’t it?”
Cream’s heart freezes for a moment, and she opens her mouth to respond, unsure what to say for a moment, before she croaks out. “Y… yeah…. It was delicious.”
Vanilla giggles and walks off. “Goodnight dear,” the mother says, humming happily to herself as she leaves her daughter to ponder. Perhaps in there is an even more important lesson?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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12 years after the defeat of Dr. Eggman, the Mobians are allowed to live lives as they see fit, but Cream finds herself sexually frustrated. Her mom sends her to the D'Coolette's house for some discipline, but they are more than happy to show this new adult the wonders of sex.

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