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Period piece The days leading up to my period are a chaotic time for my body. I am ravenous for food. I suffer stony headaches. And I’m queasy, often with a loose tummy. In the midst of my physical turmoil, I’m also irascibly horny. Jules understands the needs my cycle, and once tried to placate me by taking me for an English breakfast at the local biker’s diner. Jules claims I am now legendary there for exclaiming mid-bite, loud enough for the fry cook to hear, “It’s not as greasy as you said it would be!” In that moment, I’m quite certain he wished the ground had opened up and swallowed him whole. Imagine his shock to learn that his petite wife could destroy a one-egg breakfast, and scrap from his plate too if he wasn’t careful. Since then, he’s bravely taken me back there. But sensibly, he now orders us each 2 of everything: 2 fried eggs, 2 sausages, bacon, hash browns and tomatoes. I needn’t tell you I devour every bite of my plate. Jules jokes he's afraid to hold my hand lest it gets chomped off. Speaking of grease, at period time my vaginal slipperiness increases, and with it my horny level. But when the period finally begins to come down, I tend to get slightly weary. It can take anywhere from seven to ten days for all the blood to clear. It takes a lot of patience (and napkin changes) to see this through. Two days into my last period, Jules had an idea, “Let’s see if we can fuck it out of you.” I wondered if it would actually work. In other words, could we shorten my bleeding days by having sex while in full flow? For me, period sex is primal. I like to see my uterine contents, blood clots and all, smothered on Jules’s hard dick as it travels in and out of me. I even take the blood and share it with him, smearing it on his lips as we kiss. It turns me on to know how comfortably non-squeamish he is about this. It just makes me want to fuck him more. But of course, at that delicate time, I also need tender loving care. Last week, Jules knew I needed slow attention as my head was throbbing. But I also really wanted an orgasmic release to distract the headache. Patiently, he suggested he just touch and caress me and mutually masturbate each other but don’t go ‘all the way’, because he didn’t want to hurt me by penetration, because he knew I’d be slightly swollen. “Please,” I begged. “I want a gentle fuck. Let me cum and feel the rush. It would help my head” He gave in to my desires of course, but with much restraint, taking his extra time. Sucking my nipples and rubbing my pussy with his hand over my pad and panty. My body was feeling particularly sensitive and I loved what he was doing. But I really wanted his dick. We laid out two towels. I could see he was particularly hard from all the gentle touching and massaging me and seeing its effect on me. Seeing him like that, there was no way we weren’t going all the way. My pussy felt slightly ajar as the flow was coming on strong. I’d already changed two pads for the morning. But I was also slightly swollen, according to Jules. He entered me as gently as he could, carefully easing his way in. He began to move inside me as quietly as he could but as the blood stirred up, it did the job of a very slippery lube. I wanted him deeper and deeper. I liked lifting my head up and watching his dick dip into bloodhole, spreading more and more redness onto our skins with every plunge, the imprint of my bloodied pelvis stamping his. When I came thrice, he asked would I ride him. I thought this was a bold move because it meant gravity would make even more blood pour onto him. I rode him in swirling circles, wiping myself occasionally with my hand and painting Jules chest and face with my blood. I like anointing him with my blood. In African and Sicilian rituals, menstrual blood is believed to cast spells if your beloved drinks it. Jules has licked the blood from my pussy and even drank shots of my pee, period blood with his Sprite. I like to think it’s something that bonds us. When we were done, we looked upon the glorious crimson mess we made. Our bodies were canvases and my blood was the paint. The towels shifted from our movements and some blood got on the bed (nothing a spritz of Fantastik and a run through the washer couldn’t solve). The next day my flow had drastically reduced. Perhaps he did indeed fuck some of the period out of me. Next period, Jules is going to get me off by just rubbing my pussy with his bare hands. Look out for more bloody, messy fun from us.  |
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Well Jill I love fucking women during their period, because the majority of them get so fucking horny, and for most, their partners won't touch them during this time. A real shame because fucking does tend to create a tight and deep bond with them. You are lucky to have Jules do this. I also love feasting on cunt, driving my partner to orgasm with my fingers, tongue and mouth, and NO, it does not matter the time of month. Feasting on cunt and tasting your partner's juices is just so erotic. I must add, I have a beard, so when I have eaten period cunt, I look like someone has tried to cut my throat.
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5/16/2021 10:24 pm |
Whoa! You guys are certainly not bashful about trying something most freak out on. Many years ago, I lent some painters pants to a woman who didn't know she'd be staying over night. She was just about to start her period that night. By morning my off-white, pristine painters slacks had tell-tale rouge stains that never did come out.
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5/16/2021 10:33 pm |
love to eat pussy and fuck on the period ,
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Damn now I feel like a Full English Breakfast, with proper fried bread....extra toast on the side.
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you have a great relationship with your partner it is something that I would love to have you are both very lucky to have each other xxxx
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