Creepiest person you were involved with and why you fled?

[GermanDomKinky]

We've all been there! Now it's time to tell others what you couldn't share with your friends.

This isn't about the one or two dates person. This is about a person you got reasonably involved with only to discover something horrible or disgusting about them that sent you running in the other direction.

I'll go first.
I met a woman on ALT. She was into extreme KINK and almost anything BDSM. We chatted and really clicked. We could have finished each others sentences. I move slow, as I prefer to get to know someone. We chatted and cybered and texted, etc. She was very sexually adventurous. The perfect unicorn. She would go to BDSM and swing clubs solo. She was open to playing with any and all kinds of people. Loved it rough, loved it dirty. She wanted one good Dom that she would allow her to continue to behave this way. I was all in.

We moved to real time and dated for a month. Gradually, I began to realize she needed constant attention. We lived 2 hours apart. I have large work obligations. I couldn't do text message sessions with her several times a day, every day. OMG the fuss she would make if I didn't at least text her a good morning. OK. Annoying? Yes. A pain in the ass? Yes but not the end of the world.

The next thing was that I began to see was she was having A LOT OF SEX. I mean there's swinging, playing, thrill seeking. I get it. I'm cool that way. But it was more than just that. She was meeting a lot of guys in a week with no pattern or method to the madness. Now my antenna is up and my defenses are on alert. We have red flags here.

The final straw came in two parts. We met and had a great 2 hours of BDSM pleasure. She then told me that she had to go because she was supposed to meet with another guy shortly at a hotel. OK. That's a bit fucked up but to be fair, she had no obligations to me and we had had a great time. She had orgasms, loved it, and needed lots of after care when I was done. We leave her house, she stood on her porch and called him to let him know she'd be there in 5 minutes. The hotel was around the corner from her house. She did not even wash up. She went there all messy from my time with her and I made did make a mess of her! I'm 1 hour into my drive home when she calls me all upset. He changed his mind and never showed up. She was outraged, hurt, insulted, etc. I was trying to be cool and give her the bright side. Well, at least you had a good time with me right? It was a good day...cheer up, not a total loss, there will be other days. Well, she just freaked and I'm like...whatever, I have to go, I'm trying to drive. Fuck this shit. I hang up. At this point, I know she's trouble. Time to cut the cord.

The next day she apologizes and starts going into that whole day. Turns out, she fucked 2 guys before me that morning, me in the late afternoon, got ditched by the no show, then hooked up with some married guy she bangs once in a while because she got ditched! HOLY FUCK! I was already going to cut her loose because I could see the psycho side she had hid so well but now I know she's a narcissistic nympho and nothing will ever be enough. She's a literal bottomless pit that can never be filled. I know I'm perverted, kinky and wild. I know most women would run the other way from me because of my fetishes. However, I have some sense of control over myself and respect for the woman in my life. This was an all consuming succubus. BUH....BYE!!!!!

 

[darlasmaster01]

My sub was a royal pain in the ass. Always NEEDED ATTENTION and use to fake falling asleep on my couch just to stay over. The breaking point came when I asked her to leave and return the keys. Yes, she returned the keys but made a second set. When I went away that weekend she let herself into my apartment and caused $30,000.00 worth of damage. She even had the nerve to take a nap in my bed during her rampage.What a fucking psycho. Then I find out this is not the first time she had did this.
She still walks the earth and I am surprised that noone has ever had her committed.

 

[GermanDomKinky]

OK. That's really fucked up. lol Mind you, I wasn't complaining about my weird one, but even if I had been, your story would make me feel much better in comparison. lol

 

[live4thebj]

I was dating this girl that I should have never went past 1st date for she told me she is bi-polar but I did and the sex was fucking outstanding. This girl was non-stop sucking my cock. Well one day she has an episode and freaking out and worry I am going to cheat on her. When would I have the time, if I am not at work, or the gym, or with my kid I am with her.

But she wouldn't believe me and I dumped her then and there. But about a few days later she shows up at my place in a long black skirt, stockings, high heels, white top and wanted me to totally use and dominate her which I did. I gave her 6 orgasms from the Hitachi Magic wand alone to the point she almost passed out and had tears in her eyes and begged me not to make her cum anymore. But I kept at it and that isn't counting the orgasms I gave her before using the toy on her. So anyway that was the night I broke her in and gave her a good ass fucking. She was scared at first but after it was all said and done she said over and over again she loves fucking anal.

A few days later she accused me giving her a disease in her ass. I said to her, if I had a STD and gave it to you it would have showed up before that night with all the cock sucking, cum swallowing, and pounding of your pussy.

Great lay but fucking nuts!

 

[Rockymtnman]

Only one. In high school. I didn't know this girl from eve. And all of the sudden I have these girls saying so-and-so says you're dating and you gave her a necklace. I'm literally like, I have no clue who this girl is. So they show me who it is and I confront her. She blows a fuse. Threatens to hurt herself and the girls that told me. It all gets pretty ugly. Come to find out she told her parents we were dating and had pictures of me in her room. I was freaked out. She disappeared for a few weeks and comes back somewhat normal. She apologized to me and the girls she threatened and I never had another word with her for the last couple years of school. I found out later she was diagnosed with schizophrenia. Now here's where it gets super weird, she leaves for college but drops off the face of the earth during her first semester. Parents are clearly panicked and after about 3 weeks she's picked up in the town I was going to college about 6 blocks from my house. She had run into a friend of mine in one of her classes and talked him into giving her my address said she was going to be in the town I lived in and would like to visit. When they stopped her for screaming at oncoming traffic she said she had to go meet her fiancé. She had hitchhiked from Washington state to Nevada. She had 2 pocket knives a steak knife and a screwdriver in her pockets. They found my address and came by to actually see if I could commit her thinking I was her fiancé. Needless to say she went away for a while. Last I heard she changed her name and became a Wiccan.

 

[GermanDomKinky]

I was dating this girl that I should have never went past 1st date for she told me she is bi-polar but I did

This is the exact moment you fucked up. lol

I've never KNOWINGLY been involved with a bi-polar woman but I've known a few. I would never have touched it. Trouble is one thing but there's serious potential for that type to turn around and yell rape. I saw that happen with a friend and his ex girlfriend. No thank you. lol

@Rockeymtnman

That's a crazy one...though you were never really involved per se. This was just your average garden variety "stalker murder stuff you in a suitcase" type problem. lol

 

[live4thebj]

This is the exact moment you fucked up. lol

I've never KNOWINGLY been involved with a bi-polar woman but I've known a few. I would never have touched it. Trouble is one thing but there's serious potential for that type to turn around and yell rape. I saw that happen with a friend and his ex girlfriend. No thank you. lol

Clearly I don't think with the right head for there was another one MILF to be exact who was a squirter. I had her cum over just to see it. It's exactly like how you see it in the movies. I had to change my sheets after. But she gave good head and we fucked a few times. A few days later the bi-polar kicked in and I cut her off right away.

 

[GermanDomKinky]

LOL Well at least this time you were quick to kill it before it killed you.

I've had 2 squirters. It's a blast and really crazy kinky but it gets old quick! Unless you feel like throwing rubber sheets down every single time. Well, there are squirters that can control it..so it may be different but the girls I was with couldn't.

 

[live4thebj]

...it gets old quick! Unless you feel like throwing rubber sheets down every single time. Well, there are squirters that can control it..so it may be different but the girls I was with couldn't.

It got old after that one visit. Plus she can't control it. She said it happened one day and now every single time she cums she squirts and it's not like little squirts here and there it's like a fucking faucet!

 

[GermanDomKinky]

Ladies...feel free to add to this. This is just a guy rant thread...lol Guys can be cray cray too! lol

 

[live4thebj]

Ladies...feel free to add to this. This is just a guy rant thread...lol Guys can be cray cray too! lol

So true. I had a few "friends" I guess you could call them that which are crazy.

 

[UnderMyKilt]

I was dating this girl that I should have never went past 1st date for she told me she is bi-polar but I did and the sex was fucking outstanding. .....
Great lay but fucking nuts!

I've been in a similar situation and I should have, well I did, know better than to get involved with her but in the end my little head won the internal argument. That said, I certainly don’t hold mental, or other, health issues against anyone and don’t consider her “creepy”, or “nuts”, just ill and different.

There was a young lady in the parts department of a large construction equipment company for which I worked in my mid-twenties. When I worked, and lived, in the town where the company was headquartered I used to see her when I'd go to the parts warehouse or when she'd deliver parts to my office. She had a dynamite body, tall and lean, strawberry blond hair, and with the most perfect and perky tits and a tight ass. She would wear her pants so tight, and I mean denim jeans and not tights or yoga pants, that you could see her camel toe clearly. Once, when a co-worker asked how she could get those tight jeans on, she responded, "I Vaseline my pantyhose."

In any event, and though she was flirtatious and I was interested, my position in the company told me I shouldn't go "dipping in the company inkwell" and I intentionally gave off the "unavailable vibe". Since she wasn’t in my immediate chain of command it was probably OK but I still had qualms.

I ended up promoted to manage another branch with the company and moved to another city. I had occasional contact with her when I'd call to order parts and, when I'd go to headquarters for meetings, I'd sometimes stop by the warehouse to pick up parts for my equipment that was down or just to replenish my inventory. She was still always flirtatious but I just assumed she was like that with everyone.

When inventory season rolled around I got a call from the Big Boss, the company owner and General Manager, telling me that they were sending her up to my branch to help with our inventory and that she'd be staying in town for a few days. Upon learning this, and having seen her in the past, my crew was all a twitter and the sexual jokes were rampant. I, of course, being the educated and responsible manager that I was, had to remind them of the sexual harassment policies.

In any event, the day finally arrived and she arrived on a Thursday morning driving a company pickup. We got to work and even though one of my employees was hitting on her, hard, her attention was obviously focused on me. The body language was all there, the eye contact, reaching out and touching me when she spoke, and even some sexual innuendo. I was flattered, and turned on, but still trying to keep it professional.

When the work day was over my crew punched out and began to trickle out the gate. The guy who had been hitting on her asked if she wanted to go to dinner and she responded that she was really tired and just wanted to get to her hotel. She never got there.

Young girl, strange town, kind of my responsibility to accommodate her so I took her out to dinner at a nearby steak house. Though I tried to slow her down, she drank till she was thoroughly schnockered. As is typical for me, I didn’t drink, not a drop, when I’m intending to drive. Really, I swear, I was only being chivalrous when I decided that I shouldn’t take her to her hotel, since she was too drunk to take care for herself, and instead took her back to my place.

My place was a small, quaint, one bedroom, farm house in the middle of a walnut grove outside of town. My intentions were good when I helped her into the house and steered her to my bed, fully clothed, and covered her with a blanket. I then had a bit of single malt Scotch while I sat up for a while and watched a little TV. Finally, I stripped down to my boxer shorts, pulled out the sofa bed, and fell asleep with the TV on.

I'd been asleep for at least a couple of hours when I was awakened by motion next to me. Kisses were planted on my lips, my mouth was invaded by a tongue, and a hand was firmly wrapped around my involuntarily hardening cock. Of course, like any red blooded man, I only briefly thought about the ramifications before thinking “Ah, fuck. Go for it.”

In reality, it was not as if I had much choice in the matter. She was completely naked and before I could even think, much less react, to what was going on she had mounted my cock and was bouncing up and down, cowgirl style, with an intensity and abandon I’ve not seen before or since. It was almost as if she was punishing herself on my cock. She came once, but continued her assault on my cock while repeatedly muttering about wanting to be filled with my sperm (she distinctly said sperm…not cum) and at least once asked me to fill her with babies. I was too far gone to let that thought deter me and, having been without sex for a while, I blasted a copious volume of “sperm” into her vagina as she bore down, seemingly trying to get me as deep as possible and came again.

She collapsed, lying on top of me, and when she’d caught her breath she thanked me for being a gentleman and looking out for her when she was drunk. We then moved into my bedroom , climbed into bed together, and began kissing and petting at a slower and more intimate pace than before. As someone who worried about such things, I asked about contraception and specifically about her earlier comments about sperm (as opposed to cum) and babies.

Her explanation probably should have rocked me to the core but it didn’t. She said she was using no form of protection against pregnancy, and never had. She said she had severe endometriosis with frequent pelvic pain and that she had never been able to conceive BUT, that she had decided if she was to get pregnant she wanted ME to be the father since I was the “smartest person she knew”. She wanted any prospective kid to have some of my brains. (How’s that for a head trip?) She also apparently believed the largely debunked theory that the best cure for endometriosis was getting pregnant and having a child. (It does work, but generally only for the term of the pregnancy and in some cases while the mother is still breastfeeding). She added that she should be ovulating right then and that if it was going to happen, it would probably be that weekend. (I learned later that it was she who suggested she come up and help with inventory and that she’d picked the date.)

What she failed to mention to me was the fact that she was bipolar with some other psychotic symptoms occasionally thrown in for good measure. I learned later that the some of the other employees in her department knew she was bipolar and that she’d even been hospitalized when dangerously manic, or severely depressed, in the past. It also became apparent that hypersexual behavior was a characteristic of her manic episodes.

I thought about it..for about a second…before we went back at it, this time with her spread eagle on her back, and I did my best to go as deep as I could to thoroughly paint her cervix with cum and plant my seed. I liked her, A LOT, and had for a very long time but I had just been fearful of a work romance especially if it went bad. If she had gotten pregnant (presumably with my child) I would have gladly done the proverbial “right thing” and married her. She was hot, and at the time, I thought I certainly could do a lot worse than her for a wife or girlfriend.

The next morning we were back at work and, in spite of some suggestive questions from my employees, we were trying to give the impression of being aloof and professional. When my employee again hit on her, asking her out, she told him that she was driving the 100 or so miles back home right after work. Of course that didn’t happen, and she spent the entire weekend with me.

Over the next six or so months we openly became an item (she never did conceive) and I would drive to see her on weekends and sometimes even midweek. However, cracks began to appear in the relationship and her emotions, and attitudes toward me, began to be all over the map. One weekend she’d be anxious to see me, we’d have a wonderful time and fantastic sex, while the next she’d treat me like a pariah and say things like, “I could never be with you. You’re too much of a good boy.”

I’d figure it was all over till she’d call and ask why I was “mad at her”, seemingly unaware of how badly she’d treated me. I excused some of the depressive episodes as they sometimes seemed to coincide with periods when she was having severe pelvic pain due to her endometriosis and, sometimes, was taking narcotic pain relievers to deal with it. Through it all, yes, I’d fallen in love with her and, being a rescuer, thought I could “help her”.

In several other episodes, she was screaming in her sleep next to me and, when I woke her up, she just spontaneously wanted to fuck…HARD (admittedly, it was fun till it become too weird). In several similar episodes, she didn’t recognize me for some time after she woke up and, one time, was so disoriented that I had to call EMS and she ended up on a 72 hour mental health hold.

Throughout this, I was working on getting another job since I was unhappy with our employer and wanted to move back to my hometown. The final straw came when, after having an interview and accepting a job offer back home, I went by her place to tell her. I was thrilled that we’d be living in the same town again. I knocked on the door and, when her roommate opened the door to their apartment, there she was all over some seedy, filthy, looking biker. No offense to bikers, they’re not all filthy and seedy, but this guy was. I walked away with the sudden realization that perhaps I wasn’t the only guy she was doing while in her manic/hypersexual moods. It hit me so hard that I drove straight to my doctor’s office, a GP that had been caring for me since I was a kid, and asked to be tested for every STD in the catalog.

I gave our employer two weeks notice and, over those two weeks while I was still working for the same employer as she and still living in the same house, she repeatedly called me. When I moved I was glad that I had a new address, new phone number, and a new employer and that she had no knowledge of any of them.

I later learned, from common friends and former co-workers, that her mental health had deteriorated further into schizophrenia, with total breaks from reality, and that she’d been institutionalized several times and was living under the guardianship of her parents. I really liked that girl, but I wasn’t strong enough to deal with it.

 

[cfuhrer]

I went out with a guy for six months and he never made a physical advance. Not one. Never invited me to his place, wouldn't come to mine - we always met in public.

And my mother couldn't figure out why I didn't pursue it further.

Pales compared to most, I know, but that's my highlight reel.

 

[GermanDomKinky]

I went out with a guy for six months and he never made a physical advance. Not one. Never invited me to his place, wouldn't come to mine - we always met in public.

And my mother couldn't figure out why I didn't pursue it further.

Pales compared to most, I know, but that's my highlight reel.

Pales? Yes. Creepy? No. But definitely sickeningly goody two-shoes weird. Probably a total bible thumper that still believes magic fairy angels will come down and give us wings. lol Either that or he was simply a big pussy with no balls. Did he give you pecks on the cheek and say gosh and golly? lol

@undermykilt
You totally dodged a bullet there. I mean like Neo in The Matrix slowmo backwards...lol

 

[Corbal]

Creepy or crazy? CF's was creepy, the rest are just crazy and that's an easy find.

Creepy... the guy I dated that smelled chairs I had been sitting in. Like, full face, flat to seat and inhaled. I caught him and was DONE.

 

[PaxNurgle]

I went out with a guy for six months and he never made a physical advance. Not one. Never invited me to his place, wouldn't come to mine - we always met in public.

And my mother couldn't figure out why I didn't pursue it further.

Pales compared to most, I know, but that's my highlight reel.

Maybe he was waiting for YOU to make the first advance. He might have been crushed and disappointed that you never did, and he thought you weren't into him. There is nothing "Creepy" about being a gentleman and NOT wanting to come across as a horny pervert (or rapist.) Is there? I never make a physical advance on a girl unless she clearly says she is into it- these days it's the only way to play the game, especially if the stakes are high and you are really want to be with a girl. Most of the girls I know really freak out if a guy shows they are physically interested in them.

Or, I dunno, maybe he was a perfectly nice guy who was secretly gay (or something.) That isn't creepy in my opinion. Sniffing chairs, stalking a person with a knife, - THAT is creepy.

 

[Deleted member 1306910]

There is this guy who follows me everywhere, I keep seeing him in mirrors and shop windows...I think he watches me while I sleep. I can't get away from him!

 

[GermanDomKinky]

Creepy or crazy? CF's was creepy, the rest are just crazy and that's an easy find.

Creepy... the guy I dated that smelled chairs I had been sitting in. Like, full face, flat to seat and inhaled. I caught him and was DONE.

I'm very aware of that fetish but never understood it. I'm as open-minded as it gets. No judgments but I just don't get that one.

I love women. If I'm dating a woman, and want to smell her pussy...I'll just go right to the source. I mean, why not just go down on her and enjoy the hell out of it?

Which makes me wonder...how much of a smell could there be on a seat? Most likely none unless that girl doesn't wash up properly. And if she doesn't...run! lol

 

[AmyD19]

I met him when he was 19. At that time, I decided to be a little experimental with my life. I moved out of my own house and rent a room in a house for college students. The house was alright, very cooling and spacious. There was 3 bedrooms on my floor, his room next to mine. Around the mid of the month, I saw him for the first time. There was something unusual about he looks, his eyes specifically.

It has the look of a hungry animal. So dark. Bottomless. But I really didn't care much. Whatever he looked, it wasn't my problem. My bf would come to visit me sometimes and stayed through the night.

I bonded with the other black kid more, he was easy going and chilled. He always led the conversations to sex. Horny as hell. That 19 year old kid was quiet. One beautiful afternoon, I was watching tv and the black kid asked me to go for a walk. 19 y-o was about to go back to his house for the weekend. He just gave me the look. He got back at 2 am Monday. His eyes so deep it felt like he had insomnia for days. He asked if my sickness was cured (I was sick before the weekend). Again, the eyes. At that moment, imagery flashed in my mind. Sometimes currencies intertwined and two becomes one. I laughed as if manic.

In a night, we three watched tv and 19 y-o casually told me that he heard me sleep. I asked him, "the bed?" He just nodded. Some days later I was kneeling in front of the fridge and he was in the kitchen. He came standing next to me. When I turned around, my face right at his crotch. His body was hot and straight, it felt like a statue. Black kid challenged me to take off my clothes, which I did. 19 y-o went out for a run. He got home in heat, angry. The whole night the beds kept turning with a soundless sigh.

I moved out of that house after 2 months. Didn't do anything sexually with both but they both had an impression I did. 19 y_o asked me to go back to him. "There was a new white boy in your room. Come here. You can sleep with him. Don't go."

Sometimes it crosses my mind the walls can have ears and eyes and illusion as well. He told me later that, in the shadow of his imagination, i was having intense intercourse with the black kid and he is as a husband, burned in passion and frustration. Feeling so hopeless in shame, he came