Update from previous entry:
My covid test was negative once again. I called the doctor's office about my appointment on the 16th with my regular doctor and it's still scheduled unless I get sick again, in which case they don't want me in the office.
My doctor is gonna tell me the same old shit about needing to lose weight and how close I am to diabetes... Yeah, yeah. I just want to talk to her about my lungs. My lungs were pretty fine before November. I only had to use my inhaler around cats but now I use it every 4 hours since I first got sick at the beginning of November.
Watch her say something about losing weight would help with my lungs. Ugh.
Content warning: sexual themes further down.
Da and I got to see each other today which was great.
He made me mad though when I asked him a question way earlier in the day.
Me: "What do you use to wash your hair?"
Da: "Shampoo."
I was so mad. Nooo, Da, I meant what kind of brand of shampoo do you use??? It was hilarious.
We spent a good bit of time cuddling (and napping, on my part) today.
I remember at one point when I was awake I asked Da if he could cross his eyes and he couldn't. I don't think he had ever tried before. I told him how to go about doing it and told him how I learned to cross my eyes (tried to look at my nose and then just kind of moved my eyes upwards).
His attempts were priceless. He was being such a cute goof and he just couldn't figure it out. We both laughed really hard and I felt so happy. I smiled a lot today.
Eventually during our cuddles, he put one of his hands on my left boob, on top of my shirt. I took his hand, raised my shirt and bra, and put his hand directly on my boob. I ended up taking my bra off and resumed the position and we laid like that for a while. It's so nice being touched.
Da tried really hard not to play with my boobs or anything to really turn me on since it would be torture for both of us, being sexually excited and not allowed to do anything in my own house.
But I raised my shirt up over my boobs and used the blanket as a barrier from the eyes of my parents if they happened to pass by, and Da couldn't take it anymore. He was already drooling just from laying his head on my clothed boobs.
One nipple was in his mouth while he played with the other in his hand. It felt so good and I wanted to tell him to pinch harder and use a little teeth, but that would just make everything worse.
God, I love watching him suck on my nipple while he watches himself play with my other boob. I love the look of lust on his face when he pulls away and comes back to it. Lust looks so good on him.
We whisper to each other about how much we want to fuck. The feelings are strong and mutual.
I finally conjure up another sneaky idea. I tell him to go to the bathroom, wash his hands, and grab a washcloth.
I put the washcloth in my thong and lay down. He laid down next to me and covered ourselves with the blanket before putting his hand in my thong to find a wet surprise.
He rubbed my clit until I came and it was a very welcomed orgasm.
We went back to cuddling afterwards and I guess I fell asleep for a minute. I remember waking up and feeling Da's exhaled breath on me and I smiled and felt really happy. I had forgotten he was there cuddling me. I believe I fell back asleep again for a minute and when I woke up for the last time I told him about how I had forgotten he was there and how happy I was when I realized he was.
I wish I could sleep with him all the time. I love sleeping with him. I might not get to sleep with him in an actual bed until 22nd-23rd or the 29th-31st.
I wanna be with him without limits. I'm tired of limits. Time limits and physical limitations placed upon us by my grandma and her old ways.
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