Being in a mental hospital, no matter how plush the surroundings of said hospital might be, is not an ideal place to be.
Nor is it exactly an ideal place to have sexual encounters with other patients there.
But that didn't stop me from befriending a girl who was in there with me, and nor did it stop me from pursuing, and succeeding, in having a sexual tryst with her while we were both there.
It all started, as most things do, innocently enough.
It was haircut day at the funny farm, and I noticed, or at least I thought I did, the girl in question, who I later found out was named Angel, staring at me and smiling quite shyly every once in a while.
One thing started leading to other things, and pretty soon we had gone from that to saying hello to each other as we passed in the hall to being damn near inseparable.
Not that there was a damn thing I could do about the feeling I was starting to have for her, and that I was pretty sure she was having for me, as long as we were both cooped up in the crazy factory.
But sometimes when two people love each other, or in this case clearly want to jump each other's bones and fuck themselves senseless, sometimes there's nothing you can do but let it happen.
So it really shouldn't have come as a surprise to anyone when we started shooting some hoops together that things started on a downhill snowball towards their natural progression.
"You're kicking my ass out here," Angel teased me as we shot some baskets, my eyes doing their best not to focus on her ass, tits or shapely legs as I smiled back at her.
"That's because the ball likes me more than you Angel," I teased her as I stuck my tongue out at her, leading her to return fire and stick her tongue out at me.
"At least something likes you John," she teased me back, the sexual tension between us becoming so thick you could cut it with a knife.
"You know you like me girl," I whispered in her ear as I made another shot, causing her to smile and laugh as we continued shooting baskets.
"Wanna dance?" she asked me as she offered me her hand, and the next thing I know I was out there dancing with her as every eye in the building was on us.
"If we weren't stuck here in this hospital and playing by their rules, you and I both know that we'd be fucking later," I told her as we danced, bumping and grinding to the point that my cock started to grow in the hospital-issued ensemble I was in.
"Who says we have to play by their rules?" she asked me as she winked at me and pulled me close to her, starting to lead me off between the buildings as we continued flirting with each other.
"I like your style," I told her as she pushed me against the wall of one of the units, neither of us caring if we got caught and punished for what we were about to do.
"And, of course you know I have a boyfriend. So once we we're on the outside, whatever we do here stays here," she told me, laying out the only real ground rules we had for this as she hit her knees and started feeling around for my cock.
"I can live with that. But how far do you intend to go with me anyway, Angel O'Mine?" I teased her as she fished out my cock, smiling and moaning when she saw how hard it already was for her.
"All the way. We're gonna go all the fucking way baby..." she teased me as she started stroking my dick with her hands, laughing at the way she had control over me.
"OH FUCK..." I hissed as her lips wrapped around my cock, her hands holding it in place as she started to suck away on it.
