Period Pains

Before we were married my girlfriend and I spent many weekends away camping with friends at the beach and in National Parks in the bush. One thing we always had to schedule into our weekend camping trips apart from study assignments was her hormones and periods. 

Unfortunately my gf often suffered from strong pains and cramps at about day two of her period and not only did this impact her mood it was also difficult for her to enjoy being away with friends. She had always struggled with her periods which I didn’t fully appreciate until on one occasion we were away at a beautiful camping spot around a camp fire chatting drinking and laughing a lot when she walked away went into the tent and didn’t come out. 

When I realised she hadn’t come out again I went looking for her and found her curled up in the tent sobbing. She asked me to go away and leave her. Later when our group around the fire all retired I headed off to our tent and lay down and asked her what was the problem why was she upset  - sobbing she said her period had started several days early and she wasn’t feeling good and was in pain - and worst of all had used the only pad she had with her and the only couple of tampons. 

Of course I tried to calm her but unfortunately  she was so upset we decided to pack up our camp and walk back to our car and drive her back home calling in at a servo to get some stuff on the way. After that weekend I was very concerned to see her in so much distress and I spoke to one of her best friends about what was happening - her best friend's sister was studying medicine and I asked her what could be done. She said she would ask her sister but as far as her own situation was she only ever needed to take some paracetamol if she had pains and cramps.

Few days later my gf rang me and said she had met with her friend's sister and why did I talk to her about her - I explained I was concerned and wanted to see if anything could be done to reduce the pains. I was surprised when she thanked me. I was thinking I was going to get accused of sharing personal problems with her friend - it turned out she was too embarrassed to talk about it even with her mother thinking it was just something some women had to deal with.

She was smiling so much when we met a day later after lectures and I asked how she was - obviously feeling good - she said she had met with her friend's sister and had some advice she wanted to share with me and asked me if I would help her - I said help with what?

She said wait until next week - hmm I wasn’t sure what to think.

Well, next week I sort of figured was her likely start of menstruation and while I could tell she was positive about asking for my help I didn’t have any idea of what was about to happen.

As it turned out her friend's sister -- the med student -- had done some research and made a suggestion to try masturbation in the early days of her period and to orgasm as much as possible. Well, it turned out to be great for both of us.

We met at her apartment and she explained what she had been told: masturbate to orgasm during her mens!

I though she was joking but she said no, she wanted to try anything that might help, so I said well ok so I will let her try. She said no, no, no I don’t feel comfortable doing by myself would you help?

Well, I have seen her period discharge on occasions and the thought of playing around with the mess it would make wasn’t something I had ever contemplated.

Anyway, of course I agreed wanting to support her and hoping it gave her the relief promised by her friend's sister.

I asked so, how are we going to do this - where what about the mess etc. etc. 

She explained what her friend's sister had suggested to her: get fully naked and comfortable either on a bed or in a lay back chair or in a bath or shower and have plenty of towel tissues or cloths and some lube and start to masturbate as you would normally.

Hmmm, I said so what am I supposed to do - she said well I want you to masturbate me cause I dont like the thought of touching myself while I’m menstruating and particularly inside to my sensitive g spot which make my orgasms very intense.

At that point I almost lost it - the thought of my hand and fingers covered in discharge  was not something I had ever considered and not something that I would find sexually stimulating but I agreed to try - if it worked I would be so pleased if it didn’t work I would have proved I never want to do it again!

She was excited to try I think because she had suffered for so long anything that could help was a positive in her life.

We decided to get old towels and old sheet and two boxes of tissues along with some face washers and a pan with some warm water on the living room floor - some relaxing music lights fully on - not what I wanted  but "we need to see everything": hmmm, not me I thought.

I undressed her, kissed her, touched her nipples which I know when she is on her period she finds a little sensitive on the painful side. She had taken paracetamol as usual but was cramping. However said for me to keep going. I had not undressed and she asked me to get naked: I think she was expecting me to be hard but I dropped my shorts to display a limp penis. Shock and horror!

Anyway, following instructions I removed her panties and attached pad which wasn’t soiled, but the tampon was still in place - I was sure to apply lube to her labia while legs wide open and knees up - an okay sight if it wasn’t for the tampon string. 

I started to feel a little more comfortable to almost follow our regal stimulation process - she didn’t respond to much but she said to keep going it might take some time to get stimulated - mind over matter .... as my fingers explored around her folds between her legs and rolling around her clit and down to her perineum and around and around her butt hole she stated to raise her hips obviously starting to enjoy the stimulation. Then came the bit I was not looking forward to: removing the tampon. "Why," I asked, "can’t it stay in to stop the flow, reduce the mess etc. etc.?" But no no no must follow what she was advised to do.

She said please slowly pull on the tampon and stop if I ask but please continue to run fingers around my folds and down to my butt - her fingers were at this stage slowly rolling around a proud clit glistening with lube - this sight started to get me aroused but the anticipation of a bloody tampon emerging kept me from a full hard erection.

She she she felt nice and to please start pulling out the tampon, which I did. I had no idea it required a reasonable force to pull but slowly it started to move. "Stop!" she said.  "Wait a while, okay, now again, stop, keep going..." And by then the tampon had started to expose: hmmm not a pretty sight   Slowly, she started to raise her hips off the floor and began rubbing her clit more quickly and asking me to run my fingers around her labia and down to her butt - well at this stage the whole pussy was a bloody mess but as I sensed she was approaching some sort of orgasm I continued on and found my self getting harder.

She pulled me closer, asking to hold my hard on, and as she did she started to moan. The tampon almost popped out: mess everywhere as she let out a little squeal of pleasure and started to pump her hips up and down yelling at me to finger her g spot - well I did it. I think she may have felt my erection deflate a little but as I inserted a couple of fingers and worked them up onto her g spot she just had contraction after contraction. It must have lasted for at least 5 minutes - I had never experienced her having such an intense series of contraction 

And of course the discharge by now was immense - the old towels were as well as you can imagine.

After a while she said enough. She hugged me intensely and asked me to lay down on the floor with her. As best I could I avoided getting too bloody but I lay down and she held my still hard pernis and started to slowly squeeze and pull which after a while she asked me to release and I spurted a long stream over both of us.

We must have laid on the floor for maybe 20 minutes just slowing down.

I started to clean up with the now cold cloth and we decided the shower would be best - cuddling each other as we let the warm water run over us together was bliss.

We then talked about the experience - I asked if she felt any better pain-wise she said it didn’t matter, the emotional connection having me experience what dealing with a blood period was like, and the intensity of the orgasms was the best she had ever experienced.

There is an even longer story but I will finish this one with the outcome - after several further similar but easier period masturbations both together and by herself she found very significant reduction to period cramps and pains when she promoted orgasms in the early day two of her period.

May this experience be helpful to others - not for those males who don’t like a bloody mess, but it can be useful to a relationship to experience.