The Ataris – “And So It Ends Like It Began”
If I had my way, we’d wake up on the day we met.
I’d stare into your heart for hours and try to make you hear the sweetest thoughts…
… but not tonight, we’ll die in each others arms.
We’ll revel in our last embrace,
I’ll steal the breath right from your heart and kiss you as we die.
I have approximately 7 more months of undergraduate coursework left which makes me eager to retire the title “college girls are easy” and proceed with a “21 and in love” title. I was always scared of what would happen if I grew up too fast. A string of worthless men later, I think I grew up just in time to meet the love of my life.
I’m not sure what I can evolve into when I’ve done it all. There are very few “firsts” left that don’t involve extreme fetishism. People have often warned me that it’ll all escalate to a point of no return. Because when you do double vaginal, double anal penetration, there really is no looking back. (Note: No, I have never done DVDA.)
Swinging presents itself as a completely different social dilemma. There is way too much conformity in the swinger scene for my comfort. And I prefer casual swinger sex to swinger cliques. I’m just here for the sex, can we just fuck and leave? I used to love the anonymity of sex. There have been times when my man and I have left a foursome with all the dirt we can dish to each other about what just happened. How the girl’s tongue felt, how we cannot wait to go home and fuck. I love keeping it about sex whereas most couples like the social element of it which results into a night full of, “uggh we wasted way too much time with them.”
Mostly these days, I’m concerned with just being a good girlfriend. This may include making dinner and it may also include setting up a MMF threesome. Either way, I’ve graciously evolved from someone completely against the idea of love and romance to being completely in love with a man whose happiness supersedes all other priorities.