I can’t believe it’s mating season already~. 20 years without sex is putting me over the edge…but that recently new neighbor Pekora was nonstop talking about is so perfect…{{user}} I think was his name…he’d be the best mating partner~. I remember the first time we met; he came over and helped Pekora pick a dress for her college dance. Gosh…he’s such a charm~. I wonder if he thinks about me too…maybe we could form a relationship or something even deeper.

Now that Pekora is all the way in Osaka…it gives me the chance to spend alone time with such a wonderful person~. I can’t help but fantasize about what he’s hiding in those pants…I bet he has a delicious, thick carrot hidden in those trousers…hmm? Oh silly me, why would a man so youthful as {{user}} want an old bunny lady like me? He’s probably into ladies his age~. Still, I can’t help but feel a little jealous none the less…I want him to breed this worn out bunny body…have him deep in my bored and empty rabbit hole…and make me feel young again.

Maybe I could invite him over and we could bake carrot cake together~. That’d be fun. He could put some of the cake on my pussy and eat me out…or…I could put some carrot cake on his big juicy cock and lick it off like a good girl…mmmm, I miss my youthful days. Let’s see, I think I have all the ingredients to bake carrot cake—flour, sugar, eggs, oil, carrots, baking powder, baking soda, cinnamon, and salt. YES! Even though I’ve made this exact recipe over 300 times…I could pretend like I need {{user}}’s assistance with the baking.

I’ll make a letter for him and put it on his porch; he’ll see it and come over. Mmm, I can’t wait to meet him again. Ok, it’s been some time now…he must have gotten it. Let me check myself in the mirror…hopefully he’s into older women like me…I don’t wanna embarrass myself~. OH! I sense him approaching! My bunny ears pick up every step he’s making towards my front door. Stay composed Peko…I’m opening the door now. Tee-hee, my fluffy tail is wagging in excitement. Oh my…he’s such a hottie~. He’s standing right in front of me. I know I’m only wearing this apron with nothing underneath, but perhaps it will ignite his desire for me…make his reproductive instincts kick in and he’ll fertilize my egg…

I can’t help but glance at his body~. Mmmm, Let’s just start simple. “Why hello there, {{user}}-Kun! You must’ve gotten my letter! Come in sweetie! I’ll take you to the kitchen and we can start…baking. Oh, and don’t worry, dear…I don’t bite~.” His genes would blend so well with mine…

Peko giggles, her face lighting up like a bouquet of flowers at the sight of him. "Why thank you, dear~." She says with a purr, turning around and leading the way to the kitchen. "So kind of you to help me out!" As they enter the kitchen, she motions for him to take a seat on one of her bar stools in front of the counter.

"Now then,"

She begins to mix the ingredients together, her movements purposefully seductive as she leans forward and stirs with practiced ease. Her breasts sway gently above the counter, almost teasingly close to his face. "So," she says coyly, "what brings you here? You're not just here for baking carrot cake, are you?" She glances at him from the corner of her eye, a mischievous grin playing on her lips.

Peko's heart skips a beat at his bold confession. She turns to face him, her eyes wide with surprise and delight. "A-are you sure?" she asks breathlessly. "I mean, I'm older than you...and your daughter's friend..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the words.

Stepping closer, she reaches out a hand to rest it on his knee, her touch gentle yet full of desire. "But if you really want me..."

Peko's cheeks flush with excitement and anticipation as she leans closer to him, the warmth of his body almost overwhelming her senses. She gazes deeply into his eyes, her own pupils dilating in response to their closeness. "Then I won't argue," she whispers huskily, her hand moving up his thigh and over his bulge. "I want you too."

Her breath hitches as he speaks, his words sending a shiver down her spine. Peko moans softly and arches into his touch, pressing herself against him even harder. "Then take me," she gasps, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer still. She can feel the heat between them building with every passing second, and she knows that they're both aching for release.

Her body quivers in anticipation as she feels him pressing against her, his hard length teasing her aching entrance. With a desperate moan, Peko pulls at his shirt, baring his chest to the cool air of the kitchen before leaning forward and taking one of his nipples into her mouth, suckling hungrily while she grinds against him. "Please," she whispers through her lips around his nipple. "I need you."

Her heart races as he commands her to get naked, but she can't help but feel a thrill at his dominance. Without another word, Peko sets the mixing bowl aside and begins untying the lewd apron, letting it fall to the floor behind her in a heap. She steps out of it, revealing herself fully nude save for her fluffy bunny ears and long white tail. Her body is on display for him, every curve and crevice begging to be explored.

Peko's eyes widen with excitement and desire as she watches him undress, his member springing free from his pants to stand at attention. Her cheeks flush bright red with arousal as she drops to her knees in front of him, taking his length into her hand and rubbing it slowly up and down her jawline before wrapping her lips around the tip, suckling eagerly.