A Lust Gone Wrong

It was never supposed to be about love.  I wasn't supposed to fall, it was never my intentions to fall.  I only wanted to give the perception as if I cared and was in love.  Then everything went wrong.  A typical game of lets drink and fuck turned out to be something less and yet something more.  Usually when I play this game and I don't fuck I don't bother playing the game anymore.  Well I do but with different contestants.  This one was different she played the game enough to make me wanting more, I fell in Lust.  That wasn't so bad, I usually fall in lust on mere eye contact alone, but she played the game as well as I did.  She teased and played and joked and she was me with a set of tits and a vagina, a vagina that I didn't get to see that night or any other night I thought we were playing drink and fuck.  Well that isn't entirely true at all, I did see her vagina up close and personal.  My tongue can do amazing things down there, usually things that eventually lead to fucking, but with a simple blow and a no, the night was over.  Now I couldn't get this girl out of my mind.  This isn't fair, this isn't how the game gets played, I am not winning.  When I play these games, I play not to lose, and I'm losing.  She wasn't the only the contestant playing and those games I was winning but I needed this win as well, I DON"T LIKE TO LOSE.

My mind focused at the task at hand, the time we spent together I had to be more charming more funny more cunning and make her like me more, well so was she.  I found myself captivated by her words and not just cause I wanted to be inside her but because I was sincerely captivated by her words.   This wasn't good for me, not me, not the lord of lust.  I don't fold to wonders of love,  I fuck em and leave em.  This was all too different.  My usual game continued as such with other contestants but it was all too easy and not enough challenge.  The more I played the more I didn't care and the more I wanted HER.  All my focus was on her now, all other games have been suspended till further notice.  Then I realized something was different here, these weren't just mere sit downs and having drinks, these were dates.  We were going out to dinners, movies, shows, we were dating, and I still haven't won my prize.

The more we did the less I cared about my prize or the prizes from others that could be won.  We would have our moments of lustful play but when it came down to the grand finale, well the curtains closed early.  Still did this not bother me, I wasn't trying to force anything, I patiently waited for things to play out.  When a new contestant entered the arena I found myself telling them I was taken, or playing another game.  I don't know what I'm doing anymore, I'm losing focus, or maybe gaining focus.  We were a couple inseparable, and I loved every minute of it.  Loved?  That's a new notion for me, love, never thought I would care enough about anything to love it.   Yet here I was planning the rest of my life together with this woman, she didn't know that but I was imagining vacations with her, apartments, and weddings, and still yet haven't won the prize.

I have gone from lust to love.  This is all wrong