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I have two little gems to bring you tonight.
First, last night for the first time since I started on birth control[or ever really] I had sex without a condom, and my boyfriend finished inside me. I wont get into how amazing this is. Afterward, we kept going for a bit, 'cos I wasn't done...but then I was liek 'OHSHIT STOP. we're getting it ALL OVER THE SHEETS' which, indeed we were, there was a wet spot of cum and girl juice about the size of my palm [also it was dripping down my thighs]. We got a towel, I got myself off with a toy since boyfriend was going soft. all was happy and well.
But the TMI that followed was absolutely hilarious. I leaked FOR AGES. Like, I woke up this morning with smears inside my pants, and I am still leaking [this is just my girly bits cleaning themselves though] to a lesser degree. Luckily, this next didn't happen until after my boyfriend went to sleep. OH MY GOD, I've rarely queefed before, pussy farts are funny obviously, but last night I WAS QUEEFING SO MUCH. And there were little bubbles. I giggled so much.
and now my snatch goo smells very fishy, which i've heard is pretty common after a guy cums in you.
My second TMI of the night is this.
My mother and I are close. Like, very close. As in, we share a dressing room close, and go into the same bathroom if there aren't stalls and take turns. She has IBS, I think, so she has diarrhea A LOT. So when she's on the toilet, exploding rectally, i'll just stand in the doorway or sit on the edge of the tub and talk to her. The smell no longer bothers me. [she's had it my whole life] Or sometimes i'm in the bath tub and she needs to shit/get ready for bed/wants to talk and she'll come in and we talk.
Today we had a very lengthy discussion about the color of her current diarrhea. It is yellow-orange, which she worried about. she pointed to the eyeshadow pallete I was using, to a ruddy yellow color I don't use and said 'Kinda like that!' I've had it all morning!' and we talked about what could cause it and so on.
Then we went out for lunch, where we deduced it was probably the gas station corn dogs she ate yesterday.