Furman Posted August 24, 2006 Share Posted August 24, 2006 When I first found I had this "weird" desire for fur and started to worry about the problems this desire was going to cause me when it came to having any sort of luck sexually fulfilling myself with a woman who shared my desires, I believed that I was basically f**ked. I knew there was a community online, it was the second thing I looked for after I set up an e-mail account. I knew there were guys here, with the odd "girl" (whom for the most part I thought were just guys, jaded person that whom I am) and there were pictures, but it only scratched the itch. My desire for fur as a part of the lovemaking process has not reached that stage where I can *only* have sex if fur is involved so it's hard to say if I'm a "true" fetishist or not but to say that sex with fur is as enjoyable as it is without would be a big lie. Anyhow, most of the chicks I had physical relations with weren't in on my 'little secret' and our relationships ended badly. I wasn't getting what I wanted and couldn't give them what they wanted in return and so I was a pretty miserable dude. The few girls who I trusted enough to tell treated my love of fur as a "game" or just another kinky thing to do in bed. Also not my thing. It was not and is not a 'game' for me. I guess maybe I was just too picky but I wanted someone who *understood* what I wanted and wanted it herself. It looked sort of gloomy for me. Last year I bumped into an old friend of mine, we talked a bit, exchanged numbers and went our separate ways. I didn't expect she'd call me -I'm no looker as people go- and I was too nervous to call her, but she called me and we went on a date a few weeks later and caught up for ten years in five minutes. It was like we had just stopped talking a day ago, and I felt like I could tell her anything I wanted. A few dates later, we decided to take a go at the physical relation thing and I was too nervous/stupid/hard up to let her know what I wanted. We had a rather uninspired go at it in bed, mostly just cuddled afterwards. It was pretty terrible. While we were there, I finally decided it was both feet in or nothing at all and I told her that I liked fur involved in my lovemaking. I was sort of sitting there for what felt like about twelve years for the silence that went on after that. I wished I hadn't said it, wished I had said it sooner, and everything in between before she finally spoke. "What kind?" Two words I never expected to hear. "What kind?" Wow. I told her that most anything would do, I showed her what I had, she asked if it meant more to me than the girl (I am driven wild by the girl FOR wearing the fur and knowing what it does to me I told her) and though she did not wear anything that night we made love again and this time it was the sort of knock down blow your d*mn socks off sex that comes from being really comfortable and wanting nothing more than to please your partner. The fur was on the bed but I didn't need it. Her willingness to hear me out was all the aphrodisiac I needed. Since then we've continued the relationship, physical and mentally now, and she has developed a sense of what I want and in return I know what makes her really turned on. She knows if she wears fur it makes me wild, which I believe turns her on more than the fur sometimes though I know she isn't simply "faking it" for my sake completely. She gets turned on when I get turned on, and she knows what turns me on oftentimes is fur so it's become her way of goading me on, so to speak. The few times we've incorporated it in pleasuring her she's taken quite well to it as she knows I want to please her very much but I get wildly turned on doing it with fur and that when we're done with her that she can take her turn making me just as wild. For us fur isn't necessarily the thing that makes lovemaking possible, but it is the ultimate "toy" for making us wild, and we incorporate it into our lovemaking when we can. Maybe I've mellowed out a little bit on fur, as I don't need it all the time in everything sexual I do, but at the same time she's rose to meet that by becoming a lot more into it than she once was and incorporating it into about 80% of the sex we indulge in. She even teases me in front of our other friends by wearing her furs out and about sometimes, knowing that I can't make my move on her in public but delighting in the fact that this is all foreplay until we get home. Guys, there are girls out there willing and able to meet your needs and though it took me nearly fifteen years of looking, the wait was well worth it. Furthermore, if you've got something you want to try go for it. My girlfriend recently had one of her fantasies met by a friend I met online. If I could say more I would, but I've been "sworn to secrecy" and had to get permission to say this much. Needless to say, there are more fur girls out there. Keep your eyes peeled and you might just find one. Furman Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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