Lately, I’ve noticed that after I masturbate when I’m home by myself, it makes me miss hubby more. I find myself wishing that he was home, and I end up looking through his old naughty pics from when we were dating. *swoon* He was so adorably nerdy back then. 
Now he’s a red hot geek. Damn… 
I have issues with staring at him. Pretty boy…
Although the orgasms can get pretty intense, it’s starting to feel more empty. I want more, but not from myself, from him. I wish he was home right now… 
He’s got work and night class, though. Bleh… 
So, the whole session started when my Noogleberry breast enlargement system started to give me naughty thoughts. It’s basically a breast pump, and pumping it to a certain pressure was making my nipples tingle. So, I decided to get out my Form 3, of which I’m starting to like more now. In the initial review, I wasn’t too impressed with it. It takes a lot of time and buildup for things to pay off. I’m starting to learn more patience with it, though.
(Side note: I’m doing a weekly diary of my progress with Noogleberry, including daily pics, dietary information, etc. You can check that out by clicking here. )
After quite a while of pumping and teasing, I almost orgasmed myself off the couch. That was followed by a little bit of reveling in the moment followed by 
“I wish hubby were here. I definitely want him when he gets home later tonight”.
Does anyone else ever feel like this? I miss my mate… Horny with no hubby at home just isn’t as fun.
We were watching a National Geographic show on Free on Demand, so we had no idea there was a storm coming. Everything was fine. I was massaging hubby and we were both happy and relaxed. Then, the tornado sirens blew.
I switched it to Weather on Demand and we watched that for a while. A tornado had touched down not too far from us and looked like it was just barely going to miss us. This had happened before, last month or the month before. Things weren’t too bad then, and hubby didn’t give me any reason for alarm.
His intuition is good. So, when he told me this time that his stomach churned, the adrenaline started flowing. I was already freaking because something was telling me to go get stuff and then I had a flash of us being huddled downstairs. So, we gathered the essentials and went to the basement of the complex.
One of the other residents was down there with her dog, who was panting heavy and acting nervous. That made more adrenaline flow. A huge gust blew, so we went into the enclosed hall, away from the sun room. Definitely not a good idea to be watching the storm. Hubby held onto me and tried to comfort me, much like the other resident was trying to comfort her dog. Each master was trying to console their pet. When I realized that, I started feeling empathy for the dog and felt bad that it could probably sense my panic and that was probably making it panic more. Poor thing.
It didn’t help that another resident opened the door to come into the hall and sent another surge of adrenaline pulsing through my veins. Plus, the lady with the dog had a weather radio and it kept saying “Seek shelter immediately! Seek shelter immediately!”.
I was trying to calmly freak out, if that makes any sense. The only thing I couldn’t control was my legs. They were really jittery, and I was getting to the point where I thought I might have to sit down. I was getting slightly lightheaded. Hubby was so calm during the whole thing. I’m thankful to have him.
So, I’ve got enough energy in me to run who knows how many miles right now. There’s no way I’m going to be able to sleep any time soon. Thank God it missed us. I wonder if the hail did any damage to the car… My parents, who live maybe 15 minutes away from us didn’t get it as bad. I made sure to call them after, and they’re fine.
It’s still thundering outside. Big flash of lightning just now, too. It’s cooled down though. Hubby says that’s good and means it’s passed us. We’re in the clear. Still, that was a lot to go through for me. For 24 years, I’ve never been that scared. I’ve never been that close to the weather getting dangerous. This county has always been pretty safe. Whenever there would be a warning, it would be for everyone but us.
I hate to say it, but I have a feeling like this is only the start of things. I’m worried the weather will only get worse. Hubby watches enough of those end-of-the-world shows and makes me worry. Most of the time, I have to turn on the computer and keep myself busy. I have to find some way to ignore it or I’ll just start worrying about the future. Yeah, I’m a worry wart.
So, if anyone reading this got hit by a tornado or knows someone who has, my heart goes out to all of you. Oop..more lightning..and thunder.. Doesn’t really look or sound that far away. My prayers are with all of you. Keep us in yours, too. Doesn’t matter what religion you are, or even if you are one. Positive and protective thoughts are welcome.
xoxo
Since this has never really happened before, I wanted to make sure I documented it. Hubby and I will be married for 4 years come July 2nd and we’ve never actually “made love” (or at least what I consider “making love”. You know? Making out, embracing, slow sex, etc?).
So… It took us almost 4 years to “make love”. Okay, well… longer than that, actually. We started having sex before we got married. I’m embarrassed to say that I can’t remember the first time, though…
We met online when I was 16. It wasn’t until freshmen year of college that we started dating. I know we didn’t have sex the first time he came to visit me; we just helped each other masturbate. Actually, I remember that way better than the first time we had sex. I don’t know why… 
<flashback>
I was upstairs with my mom watching tv and drinking a can of jasmine tea while I was waiting for future hubby to arrive. As soon as I hear the Jeep pull into the driveway, I felt my face go red hot from being anxious.
It was the first time I’d get to see him in person. I peeked out the window to see if it really was him. He was wearing a red shirt and a baseball hat.
He rang the pathetic doorbell that my parents have *ding dooooooo crackle ooo crackle oonnn crackle nng…* and I opened the door for him. I was so excited that I thought I was going to explode!
We greeted him and then I went to go get my messenger bag. I had planned on staying the night with him (unbeknownst to my parents and something I’m glad I did but regret at the same time because they got so mad at both of us because they thought he kidnapped me
).
We got in the Jeep and had our first kiss. We hit teeth. It was awkward… So, we just drove to the hotel he was staying at. There was plenty of talking and making out. We watched some videos and listened to some music on his laptop while we fell asleep. For it being my first time with him, I was surprised at how safe and happy I felt. Nothing bothered me, at that moment. Everything was absolutely perfect.
I woke up in a spooning position and felt something poking me. His hand was under the covers, and I just figured that it was one of his fingers twitching. Thinking back on it, I can’t believe I didn’t realize it was his hard-on twitching against me! Ditzy!
I couldn’t really go back to sleep. I spent a little while just looking at him. Such a pretty boy… *sigh*
And then I started stroking his arm. “OMG
He just growled!
Eehee… So hot…* So, I just kept doing it. Mini-gasm after mini-gasm. I was soaking wet. “Damn… I wonder if he’d notice if I took care of myself…
No..no, don’t.
He doesn’t need to know you’re this horny. This is your first time with this guy and it can absolutely not lead to sex. You’re not on birth control and there are no condoms. Just keep stroking. Murrr… the growling…
I wonder if he’s awake… Nah. Couldn’t be… Could he? Eh, whatever!”
The next day, we made out and got worked up again. He managed to talk me into getting my bra off (despite me being insecure), but he didn’t get my panties off. I hadn’t shaved (‘cause I didn’t think I’d need to because there wouldn’t be any naughty play) and I just didn’t want him to see how hairy that was. He had his powder blue boxer shorts on (which I still have), and led my hand into them. I didn’t actually get to see his cock, but I remember thinking it must be huge since I couldn’t get my hand around it. (I was right!
) That led to mutual masturbation. My arm was getting tired and he had to help me finish him off. He was pretty happy afterwards, but felt bad that he didn’t get me off. I told him, with a coy grin while I was thinking of the night before, that he didn’t have to worry about that.
</flashback>
Where was I? Oh yeah! Ok, so that was the first time he came to see me. We had sex the second time, and I think that was about a year later. So… that means I would have been 19, I think. I’m 24 now. So that means it’s taken us about 5 years to “make love” instead of just fuck each other. And, I have no idea when exactly we lost our virginity to each other! Is that weird? 
And now to document this morning!
I woke up around 8:30am or so and commenced my usual messing with an unconscious hubby (trailing my nails over his skin and being a cock tease). That led to oral, but oral didn’t go so well. I’ve been sucking at sucking him off lately. I think maybe it was because I had a popped jaw and then a canker sore on my friggin’ tonsil 
for so long that I got out of practice. Bleh…
So, I crawled on top of him and inserted tab A into slot B and just relaxed on him, doing my kegels for a while. Eventually he woke up, still groggy. I figured I’d kiss him to wake him up. Remembering that he likes scalp massages, I placed my hand at the nape of his neck and started rubbing and caressing. Apparently that got him fairly hot and bothered because he started thrusting. Pulling him into the kiss and being a little rough with his scalp seems to have done the trick. We were actually making out and having sex at the same time! 
I can hear you all laughing. I’m entitled to be excited. Stop it. 
Seriously, we haven’t made out like that since before we were married. Full-on moanin’, lip-nibblin’, Frenchie smoochin’! 
Damn, that was good!
This is my first weekly update for the Noogleberry Experiment. Most likely, these will be coming on Saturdays instead of Friday, like I had said previously. It's just easier for me.
Anyway, the first week went alright. I've managed to get used to getting them on and they no longer make the farty noises or fall off. They do seem to lose pressure a little, if I don't pump every once in a while.
I had gained a decent amount doing a hypnosis program, but I sort of lost that due to a large amount of stress, bad eating, and just not being able to do the sessions. So, my starting pic is sort of in the middle of where I started and stopped the hypno.
I’m not sure if I’ll start that up again. A lot of the time, my mind would wander or I’d go to sleep. At least with the noogling, I can do other things at the same time. I’m a serial multi-tasker. It’s really hard for me to just concentrate on one thing at a time.
Basic Details
Age: 24
Weight: 98lbs
Height: 5’1”
Exercise: Usually Zumba Wii Fitness every weekday, but this week was my period
Smoker: No.
Drinker: Rarely.
Starting Measurements:32 B cup
Under bust: 29"
Around bust: 33"
Over bust: 31"
I’ll re-measure after 30 days.
2/22/2011
Before Noogling
After Noogling
7:30am - Awake
Breakfast - banana, kefir milk, green machine juice
l-lysine + fenugreek
1 glass of water
Noogled for half an hour
Lunch - chicken noodle soup & date muffins & 1 cup elderberry tea
Noogled for half an hour
Dinner - curry & a banana
Snack - 2 pieces of toast smothered in nutella
Snack - popcorn with butter salt & black pepper
1 glass mango guava juice
half a glass of water with l-lysine & fenugreek
10pm – Bed
2/23/2011
After Noogling
7:30am - Awake
Brunch - kefir milk, green machine juice, roast beef sandwhich
Noogled for half and hour
Snack - popcorn
PMS Tea
Dinner - yellow curry with chicken, potatoes, and carrots on jasmine rice
PMS Tea
Noogled for half an hour
mango agar dessert
10 bed
2/24/2011
After Noogling
7:30 am - Awake
Breakfast - kefir milk, green machine juice, popcorn
Noogled for half an hour
PMS tea
Lunch - scrambled eggs, mixed berry toaster struddle, raspberry tea
Noogled for half an hour
PMS tea
Dinner - Dum Aloo, Punjabi Samosa, Cocktail Samosa
Snack - Mango agar dessert
1 glass of water
l-lysine and fenugreek
11:40 pm – Bed
2/25/2011
Before Noogling
After Noogling
7:30am - Awake
Breakfast - kefir milk, green machine juice, popcorn
Noogled for half an hour
Glass of water
Lunch - whole grain Mediterranean linguine with herb crusted chicken & glass of water
1 glass of water
Noogled for half an hour
Dinner - Lemon glazed chicken w/ sugar snap peas, red pepper, and jasmine rice
Snack – 2 slices of Swiss cheese
Glass of water, l-lysine and fenugreek
3:30 am – Bed
And here’s a side-by-side to show the progress for the week. I won’t be noogling or taking pics over the weekend. I don’t want hubby to know and there’s really no way I can hide it.
2/22/2011 2/25/2011
