I recently got engaged and I decided to tell my fiancee about my illness. He was not surprised, in fact he told me that he has known for a while. He is attracted to very thin women and he mentioned that I wasn't the first anorexic/bulimic he has dated. It surprised me that he was so OK with it. I was happy he didn't try to make me eat more like my doctor. Except I've learned that maybe he is just a little too ok with it. At first he encouraged me to purge a few times when normally I wouldn't have. Then he started accompaning me to the bathroom when I purged. The first time he did that I was disturbed by it, but I quickly got used to his presence. It was nice to finally have a like minded person that I could talk to about it too.
But it doesn't end there. One thing I've never been able to do is give a man a blow job, because in my youth I became used to purging my self with my fingers. The first and, up until recently, only time I tried to give a blow job I vomited into his lap the instant his dick touched the back of my tongue. When I told my fiancee about that he wanted to do it. So I gave him a blow job in the shower after dinner one night and I was able to finish him in my mouth and purge a big meal all at the same time. I don't understand why, but my fiancee liked it a lot. So now we do it regularly and he's happy with the results since I'm down to 87 pounds and counting. I know it isn't healthy, either mentally or physically, but we are enjoying ourselves and I feel so proud.
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