But there’s a reason I refuse, and it’s not forever. As a vague nod to the traditionalism I typically reject (yet continue to idealize), I’m saving my back-end virginity until marriage. As an easily bored single girl, I’ve engaged in an extensive laundry list of sexual behaviors, but have never allowed a cock in my ass. At some point early on, I decided I wanted to reserve one sexual niche exclusively for my future husband. And I certainly can’t offer him my virginity, my first threesome, or my first time fucking in a rooftop hotel pool at dawn. Anal sex is something I’ve flirted with, considered, but never done, all in the name of keeping something, as they say, “sacred.”
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“My distaste is isolated, applied only to me, and only for now. I thrilled to discover that a Rory Gilmore-ish girlfriend of mine is a hound for ass sex. And, penis-insertion aside, I’m not ignorant of the rewards — I’ve warmly welcomed fingers and tongues into the fray. I’m curious, of course, about the feeling of anal sex. The anticipation is tremendous, in fact.”

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