Good Guy I had been seeing her for a few weeks sex was always good, your basic variety sex , her on top, me on top, basic but good. Until she told me she fucked up on me with someone else, it hurt; who am I kidding it stung as fuck. She proceeded to tell me she loved having sex with me but she wanted something different and just happened to be drunk at the time and that she was "sorry". I told her if you wanted something different you could have talked to me, I was more than capable of giving her "different" She then told me that I'm a sweet guy, a good guy and deserve someone else. I had been told that many times growing up. Good guy, never figured being labelled as such could be such an insult. "Yes but THIS good guy is capable of far worse things than any guy you know" i said She gave a little chuckle which kinda pissed me off. "They don't make great guys like you anymore, there's nothing wrong with that but..." "I'll just end up hurting you" I told her that I'm not all good, that didn't want her to see any other side of me. I thought I really cared about her, maybe more so I didn't want to lose her. what a moot point She told me "I don't want you to tell me what you think I want to hear, your amazing just I don't think I was ready for you and I wanted to be" "So you fuck another guy, because basically I'm too good for you, sometimes the good guys have a darker side to them, than the worst bad boy." She did that stupid fucking smirk. She didn't chuckle this time but that smile, that said; "whatever sure you do" I don't know what compelled me, but when she smirked it pissed me off so I grabbed her by the throat pressed her to the wall and asked "If you want to see ALL of me just give the word" She looked shocked and out of breath as I releases her neck. After a moment or two she spoke "what was that for, I thought you were going to hurt me?" "I was" I told her "if you want me to" She looked puzzled. "If you want bad, I'll give you the bad" She said yes. I told her something along the lines of once you open pandora box be ready to deal with what's inside. "You can leave now." She left after giving me an awkward hug and kiss. About a week or so later her roommates were going out of town, she had to work so couldn't go with them, I knew that day was as good as any. I grabbed a throwaway snub nose that I had awhile back fucking thing was shit though so I filed down the hammer and went to gun range and tested it to make sure it couldn't fire I had the guy there make me a few empty bullets with the reloader. Always better to be safe. When night came I went to her house and waited. When her bedroom light went off I made my move: grabbed my bandana and the snubnose. When I got up to the house I went in the back, unscrewed the lightbulb above me and put the bandana on. I broke one of the small windows on the door unlatched it then rushed inside towards her room. There was barely enough light to see anything only what the#moonshone. She was frozen, hadn't even gotten out of the bed when I pounced on her, put the gun to her head and covered her mouth. "Shhh"I whispered. "Make a sound I pull the trigger... nod yes or no." She shook her head yes. I sat up, still on top of her. I opened the revolvers' cylinder, pulled out one of the empathy casings showed her and placed it in the gun spin it then snapped it closed. I put the gun back on her head she crying hysterically, shaking, and begging me softly not to kill her. The moment feels like hours as though time is at a stand still. I cock the hammer she squeals "please, don't please!!!" "Remember, you wanted this, ALL of me." She blinks a couple of times, her memory has failed her for the moment. I remove the bandana. She can barely make me out. When she says my name I pull the trigger the gun makes that wonderful sound as it clicks. "Good girl" She flinches. "What are you doing?" Her voice even more strained. I tear open her pajama top spin the cylinder again close and and caress it across her skin. Her body shakes terribly. "Is that a real gun?" "Yes" I say She holds her breath. "You wanted to see ME, this is something I am." "I don't understand, are you going to kill me?" "No darling, but what if I fuck you with this gun to your head, do you trust me?" "I don't know, I'm scared" "If you don't trust me, I stop right now, and hold you till you're calm" I know her mind is going through every variable; is this real, is he joking? With a deep breath she tells me "I trust you" I take her to the edge of the bed. "Stand up turn around bend over with your hands on the bed." "Okay" she says. "And.dont.talk." I pull her panties down run my thumb along her slit till she glistens, drop my pants releasing myself, then unceremoniously take her. After a few thrust I put the gun at the back of her head. "Do you trust me" "Yes" I cock the hammer and click. "Do you trust me?" She hesitates a little "yes" Cock and "click" "You still have that bullet in there" I hear the fear in her broken voice. "Do. You. Trust. Me?" "I'm scared" "I can stop if you want me too." She drops her head as if in defeat and barely whispers "I trust you." I fuck her hard quick pounding away like the last day on earth. Cock. Squeeze. "Click" She screams out possibly from the combo of both the gun and her orgasm With a few more thrusts I'm just about to release, I pull out and cum on her backside. We had sex few more times after that, but after she told her roommates what we did, it created awkward tension not sure in a good or bad way. So decided it best not to see her again. . . . . I never used a gun in sex again but this is what spurned those gun pictures, when I got good responses on those I felt it ok to tell of this, and No ladies never fucked someone with a gun, but after that fetish y'all created for me, it makes me curious. But to any of you ladies, don't dismiss the good guy, he adores women but sometimes he might be afraid of all you'll see. L
