Thee Mystery Of The Menses?

Ok, so, PPB. Pubes, periods and boobs. All signs of being a fully functioning woman. We get told, and indeed some of us experience the cramps that can accompany periods, and initially, the unpredictability of them, and the mess. Very few girls reach straight for the tampons from their very first period, so they get to experience the grunginess of towels, claggy pubes….the whole nine yards. 

But something else happens during periods. An increased blood supply to the sex organs. My labia visibly swell during my period, and my clit is fuller. With that comes, you guessed it, an increased horniness. Actually, no, scratch that. I’d say an aggressive horniness. 

My mum was completely open and honest about periods and masturbation. I remember she smiled and said, “But it’s not all bad news….as you’ll discover.” And discover, I did….every time I changed my towel. You don’t just take one off and slap another one on. You clean yourself up…and cleaning involves touching, and wiping, and touching and wiping led to…ooohhh! I see what she means. 

I also discovered my orgasms were more intense. Sometimes, way more intense. Certainly the fantasies that accompanied them were deeper…darker….sometimes violent. Miss Brain caught on very early that a period could be a useful addition to a masturbatory fantasy. 

So, masturbation during my time of the month not only didn’t bother me, but became something devoutly to be wished. 

As did sex during my period. I was at ease with myself, but I learned quickly that not all boys were. I heard stories of, “When I pulled my finger out, there was blood. She’d come on!” Replies from his circle of mates of “Ohhh dude!” And, "Gross,” told me that caution was needed. But not all guys are like this. 

The Lovely Chris, for example…and his brother, consider being allowed intimacy during my period as something of a privilege. 

Now, you’d think a period stops play among lesbians, right? I mean, all we do is suck ‘pussy’, right? If that’s what you think, you are way wrong. But let’s confront the elephant in the room first, shall we? No. A period doesn’t stop us eating our girlfriends out. The clit isn’t near the vagina, and some girls adore the intimacy of oral sex while a discrete tampon ‘takes care of business’. There’s anilingus too. And a whole lot more besides. 

Some guys seem to avoid any form of sex with their girls during their period. Let me tell you, that makes us feel awful…rejected. Take the lead from her, but you’d be surprised maybe at what she will do if you give her some sexual attention. 

Well, my lovelies, right now, as I type this, I’m on day 3 of my period. Last night, I had a really dark, erotic dream of being fucked bloody by men with enormous penises. When they withdrew, I could see my blood on their cocks. The link with reality being obvious. Also, when I awoke, my clit was throbbing for attention. So much so, I couldn’t even wait for Emily to wake up on her own. I kissed her awake and she knew instantly that I was super aroused. ‘What do you need?’ A simple question asked out of pure love for me. 

“Fuck me. Fuck me hard and roughly. Rape me.’ 

In seconds she had ‘Mike’ in place and was scrambling up between my legs. She pinned me down by my wrists held onto the bed above my head and shoved Mike inside me. Emily is a superb role-player. She looked down and said, ‘A virgin eh? Well…not for much longer. You can’t be a virgin with my spunk running from your cunt.” She shoved deep in me. It hurt, but then I wanted it to hurt, and she knew it. 

She fucked me savagely, me resisting all the way until the intensity of an approaching orgasm forced the resistance aside and into pleasure. When I came, my legs were wrapped wound her and I was pulling her as deeply inside me as I could get her. 

But it’s not all about me. As anyone will tell you, when women live together, their periods tend to synchronise. Because Emily spends about half the year touring, this hasn’t quite happened yet, but we do overlap. She’s at the end of hers, and I know that me eating her out is the height of eroticism for her at this time of the month. 

I remember how we discovered that. We’d been making out and I had discovered she was on because of the discrete little tampon string. I remember I’d been filled with a desire to lick her anyway, but didn’t know if that would make her uncomfortable. I had kissed down to her mound and stopped there, flicking my tongue over her clit which made her raise her hips off the bed. It took me a while before I realised that she was asking me to go lower.

Periods change the way a girl smells. They make her more earthy, yet their musk is still there. Or rather, it is if you have a nose like mine. I ran my tongue up between her labia and she sighed with delight. Then I took her tampon string in my teeth and gave an experimental tug. Soon, it was out completely and I was licking her cunt as I would if she hadn’t been on. Her orgasm was explosive. 

Also, it aroused me like I hadn’t been aroused before….ever. I felt a carnality…a desire….that far exceeded anything I’d experienced before. That was the night when we had sex almost continually. Some will say what we did was depraved, disgusting, maybe even evil. All I know is it was extraordinary. It opened us up to one another, and I firmly believe it was that night…that night, when up to then we'd just been two girls who had affection for one another and occasionally fooled around, that taught us we were soul mates. 

It seemed that nothing was off the table, and there was nothing we couldn’t ask of one another. It was the first time I pushed my long tongue deep in Emily’s bum. She bore down on it wanting every inch in there. It was the first time she had peed on someone, and it came from her. After what we’d been doing, we needed a shower. Before she turned the water on, she hugged me, both of us smelling of sex and sweat, and said, “Anna…you’ve no idea how much I’d like to piss all over you right now.” A request? A statement of fact? Both, no doubt. I knelt in front of her and she fulfilled her desire. It too was wonderful. I had asked her to do the same and she had readily acquiesced. 

Looking back….what drove that night? We were both horny, yes, but that had happened before..many times. We were having sex…yes…but that too was hardly a first. The fact that we were both on, at our most vulnerable, at our most feminine , maybe that was the root of this. Tig tells me that a woman’s pheromones are intense during menstruation. Tig would! Maybe it was that intimate communion, that removal of any and all inhibitions that bonded us so irrevocably. 

We both knew from that night onwards that we were meant for one another. Yes, we both have sex with others, but we revel in that. How could I deny her pleasure when she’s away for months at a time? I’m bisexual. Just because I’m married to a lesbian doesn’t switch off my bisexuality. Emily knows this. 

Then there’s Dani. Dani lives here, with me. Our periods have synced up. I don’t have sex with Dani all that often, actually. When it does happen, it’s because she has initiated it in one way or another. I’ve had her while she’s been in too, and I can tell you this. Her horniness is far more primal, more intense…more down and dirty when she’s on that when she isn’t. 

Periods….gotta love ‘em. But don’t let them control your life!