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#3 is the Lie. I'm a slight germaphobe and can't have sex, protected or not, without seeing a Dr Report or knowing the person long enough to actually trust their word, and from a germaphobe standpoint, that's a long fuck'n time lol. However, if I knew 4 other furries, that shit would be on like donkey kong!
#1) I was somewhere between 16 - 18 and her parents didn't trust me to drive her to the movies and back without um... having car troubles. Little did they know that their lil girl was an exhibitionist and thrill chaser. The movie was the latest one we get and they were correct in assuming that we wouldn't have made it back home in time. We made it about 1/2 way through the movie when her hand fished my cock out and we started masturbating each other knowing that we had a couple two rows away from us. The theatre wasn't overly populated but at the time, just knowing we could get caught at any minute made my heart pound like a jackhammer. She had worn a skirt on purpose and ended up sitting on my lap for the slowest fuck I think I have ever had and much to her amusement... cuz she found it quite amusing to feel my whole body stiffened when she decided to do something that could get us fuck'n caught.. she slid off my cock covered in her juices and adjusted before slow bouncing her very tight, little ass down my cock. I must have made some noise because it wasn't but a few minutes later that bastard with the flashlight came in. The fastest pullout, tuck EVER! and gave us a warning, declaring that patrons were to sit in their individual seats. The movie finishes and we are still doing a lot of touch and feel, edging one another, while she's begging me not to cum... not yet.... she's just sooo thirsty. I'll hand it to her, she knew how to get what she wanted, and when we exited the theater her mom was waiting, a thunderstorm had started and they lived nearly thirty minutes away. We'd already done a lot of crazy shit with her family around, blissfully unaware of us doing some form of sexual act to one another but this was definitely the first time it was so close that I just knew her dad was going to shoot me when he found out! She was seated on the passenger side as we were in the back seat and she started out laying her head on my shoulder (Seat belts weren't required back then.) declaring she was exhausted and started to seemingly fall asleep, while her mom kept an eye on us through the rearview mirror. If she had just one time turned around and looked, she'd seen her daughter had fished my cock out once again and was slow stroking me, and to be honest, I thought that was all she was going to do.. just another edging to make me dance and sweat in trying NOT to cum. I'd given her an Oscar for the way she faked sleeping and slowly slid down my chest to lay her head in my lap. It was then, I was torn between wigging the fuck out and being forced to act like NOTHING WAS HAPPENING!... O M G! The girl loved her cock worship and mid-way home, I got to cum for the first time.. five minutes later the second time, and after the fifth time, she stopped trying to drain me... there wasn't anything left! I thought she had sucked my left nut through my cock and was holding it for ransom in her cheek! She stayed in my lap the rest of the drive home and when we got out of the car I nearly fell over laughing. Not because of the fantastic cum heist she'd pulled off, but because she skipped around the car, now that the rain had stopped, splish-splashing through the puddles, happy as could be.. and kissed her mom right on the mouth before giggling as she ran off inside for bed.
#2) About a year or two before I met ^AngelBunny^ I was going through some troubling times, dating anybody willing to meet up with me and I do mean dating, not fucking. I was still hurting over TR and to be honest, I really didn't care who I was with, so long as I wasn't alone. I'd even bring dates home to sleep with me and be that "honorable man" who wouldn't have sex on the first date. Hold them through the night, treat them to breakfast, and most likely never see them again. My headspace was dangerous, Beast was being Beast as he loves to torment me at my weakest mental times... making things seem tempting that I would normally toss his ass in our mental cage and tell him to suck a bag of goat dicks. The woman I was dating was the literal "Psycho bitch" type. Anything that involved pain was welcome and when they discovered Beast, shit got bloody. (Remember, germaphobe... No sex until I saw the reports!) So there was this one who we were casually dating, almost like fuck buddies but a little more than that. She was great about staying on her meds and if she was late in taking them, I noticed and reminded her.. however when the meds run out and you've been having a 48hr fuck fest, you don't really notice shit like you should. We'd fallen asleep after another cock torturing session cuz her holes were so swollen it was hard to get it in, even with lube... everything was fine and she'd passed out laying on my chest. She wasn't even Five foot tall, a hundred and twenty pounds soaking wet so to me, it was nothing, barely noticed her presence. Dunno when it happened but here I am blissfully asleep feeling a light stabbing in my chest that kinda woke me up but not really... then her forearm pressed my neck but as I said, she was just a lil shit and her weight wasn't on the arm. Besides, it wasn't the first time she'd been rough with me so to my extremely groggy mind, same shit, different day, right up to *CLICK CLICK* as the hammer was pulled back. A tap of cold steel pressed against my forehead and THAT woke me up. I opened my eyes slowly, almost like a child peeking to see if the parents were still in the room and that's when I heard her having a very passionate discussion. I focused on what she was somewhat talking... but sometimes whispering to me.. umm.. NOPE, she wasn't talking to me. When I heard "you know he's fucking other women, kill his cheating ass..." I decided to get involved and just followed my instinct.
"hey babe... How's she doing today?" I was well aware of her "friend"
"She said you are fucking around on me!" Presses the gun against my forehead harder.
"and what does she base this on?" I asked as calmly as I possibly could, all too aware that her finger was on the trigger.
"We saw her! We saw that bitch last night!" She declared as her face became even more red but that didn't make any sense... we had been alone for the past 48hrs.
"Babe..." I said sternly "Where was you last night? Remember riding my cock like the little porn star you are?" My hands went slowly to her waist and I started to mock grind her some. Yes, I was using her fantasies to be in Porn against her but it was at this moment that I'm realizing I have more worth living for than what I had been acting like for way too fucking long.
"NO NO NO NO NO, We saw it! We saw it in our dream!" -_- What... The fuck.
I'm pretty sure I deadpanned at that moment... how the hell was I going to convince a woman who seriously needed her meds, that her dream wasn't a premonition?? A Dream is many times JUST A FUCKING DREAM!
So I did what any good therapist would recommend... I blinked my eyes, looked confused, and sat up on my elbows fully aware that this may get my skull a new ventilation window.
"In your dream? Really? That's fucking amazing babe... Tell me about it, would you?" I don't know if it was the way I was saying it or the fact that she was just batshit crazy but she removed the gun from my head, laying it on my chest as she sat up on my torso (still in her hand, still hammer pulled back, still pointed at my neck) looking at me a little confused.
"Really? You want to hear about my dream?"
"Of course I doooo.. You know I love it when you talk about your dreams. They are fascinating!" or batshit crazy but I'm going with fascinating right now as I continue to focus all my calm acting skills on a lady who at any minute might be distracted by her friend, so not letting that opportunity happen, I press ever forward.
"You know what would be great right now? Pancakes. You know with the brown sugar mix that I make? Whatda think? I'll cook them up and you can tell me all about it." I think at this point I was a bit happy that she was so predictable about breakfast foods.
"That sounds GREEEAT", she says as she kicks her legs around, slides off my torso, and puts the gun on the desk to head for the kitchen. She liked to cook with me and I know I'm a good cook but how fuck'n good is your cooking that a person with a gun to your head, talking to a dark fae that hates you, forgets what the fuck is going on just for pancakes?!? Hell yes! Mine are no fucking where that good, but to her they were. I got up behind her, quickly lowered the hammer of the gun, and dumped the shells into the top drawer while taking it with me where I placed it up on top of the cabinet. She's not even Five feet tall... no way she's getting it back. When we got to the kitchen I got her pills and reminded her to take them as though nothing had happened, made the pancakes, talked about her dreams, talked about a few other things, and ate her pussy like my life depended on it cuz um yeah, med don't kick in immediately and I wanted her asleep ASAP... I have WAY too many blades in my house to take chances.
While yes, I probably should have called the cops. I knew she was Mentally Ill and required her meds. I didn't so much as feel bad for her as much as I didn't want to ruin her life over forgetting to take her meds. When she's on them, she's... yeah still batshit crazy but at least not dangerous 🤣🤣 I did love my Psycho Bitches!
Did I see her again? FUUUUCK NO!
