Ugh.

Using a throwaway because I’m still kind of embarrassed by my kink.

Okay, so, I’m into fur.

Not a furry, nor am I into beastiality, I just enjoy the feeling and look of fur on a woman I’m attracted to. Coats, dresses, blankets, vests, jackets, parkas. If it’s fur I’m into it.

And for the last 3 months I found a FWB that was as well. Actually, she wasn’t originally but got into it because of me, and I mean really into it. We had amazing, amazing, amazing sex in fur with passion and lots of dirty talk.

We also clicked on some other kinks as well, Dom/sub, spanking/rough sex, daddy kink, breeding. It was perfect. And now the relationship is run its course and I’m back at square one.

The other ones are relatively common so I ain’t too worried about finding somebody into them. But the fur fetish, that one is uncommon. And I know it’ll probably take me awhile to find another lady that’s accepting of that, let alone someone that actually gets turned on by it like me.

That’s what was so intoxicating, I’d actually found somebody that wasn’t just into it because I was, and therefor had to watch out not to overload them with kinky talk or scare them away, but someone who I’d “converted”, for lack of a better word, to it.

Which meant I could explore it as deeply as possible without fear. Ahh well, that’s life for you.

Idk why I’m posting this. Just a bit of a rant I wanted to get off my chest about. Thanks to any that read it.