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yes, it actually was a bit excessive.
2010-08-21 @ 1:21 p.m.
so the boy's teeth are done as of the thursday that just happened, and i couldn't imagine him looking any more gorgeous than he already was, but somehow it happened. his smile is so perfect now, and he does it so often, and his dimples and those beautiful green-hazel eyes just make my insides melt. i don't think i can look at him enough. he's been off since then, so we've actually been able to spend some time together. just hanging out, watching movies, and talking and laughing, like we used to. he's been on lortab for the post-op pain of the oral surgery, and i don't know if it's an unstated side effect of the medication, but he's been so talkative and so loving. maybe it's just that the long 14 years of his life of not feeling confident because of his teeth are finally over, and he's really HAPPY now, but he has just been looking at me and smiling when he doesn't think i'm paying attention, telling me how beautiful i am and how proud of my determination (re:weightloss) he is, and how this really seems like "it." so yesterday we smoked a number of bowls and made a delicious dinner and watched avatar. i showered and shaved and got in bed and waited expectantly, because i knew he wasn't sleepy (FINALLY). he came up and we were naked almost immediately, and i was just like ahhhhhh it's been so long since we've been able to do this. i think it was a combination of me being generally fitter and more energetic, as well as the fact that we hadn't been able to get into it in so long, but i felt ridiculously wild. i was on top and he was looking up at me with that gorgeous new smile, and i can't believe how turned on it made me. then he was on top, looking down at me, telling me how happy i made him and how he's so thankful for all that i do for him. and kissing my neck, and my head, and that smile, that smile. i found myself bent over the edge of the bed, trembling since he's made me cum like 5 times already (seriously), and he's looking at my naked ass in the air, and he's saying "you're so perfect. this is what i want as the background of my phone." you have no idea what a compliment that is at such a vulnerable moment. next, i found him on top of me again, and i don't know what he was doing differently; it might not have been anything different, just the fact that i was already SO in the zone already, but i actually CAME twice more, and this time was intense. like female ejaculation intense. i have always laughed about it and thought it was fake, but it happened. i could barely move or speak, but i managed to say "stop!" and he pulled out and felt the liquid pouring out of me and just said, "that's so hot." yes, it was. i was exhausted and limp limbed and could barely stand another moment of it, and i think he got the point and decided he'd finish, but the aforementioned lortab has the nasty side effect of making it impossible to orgasm. he got so close like 10 times and couldn't do it, and was so exhausted himself that he decided to throw in the towel and fall asleep. i got out of bed to take an allergy pill and get a drink (god was i thirsty), and i looked at the clock and saw that we had been fucking for 3 HOURS! no wonder we were exhausted. that's just ridiculous. my legs felt like lead and it was so hard to make it back upstairs, but i did and passed out promptly. he got up way early this morning and took a shower while i was still asleep because he was going to some party at his old high school friend's house. when i finally got up, i asked him if he realized how long we had gone at it, and he had no clue. i told him 3 hours, and he genuinely thought i was joking. i said, "why do you think i slept so long? we didn't stop til 4 am!" and he said yeah actually, he woke up at 8 and came downstairs to smoke, then went to sit on the couch and watch TV but ended up passing out for a couple hours. of course he felt the need to strut a little bit too because of his amazing sexual prowess, but he definitely deserved to do so this time. so he's gone now, and i'm going to go work out and take a nice long bath. i used to worry about him going to these things, but i don't anymore. he loves me and he knows i love him. he can see the big picture, and it's so pretty. |