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What makes women and men so different? Oh, crap, who has time to go into all that? But one big difference I always make time to rant about is menstruation, and the sad fact that women need to plan their romantic lives around a stupid calendar.
I’m thirty-four and have had my share of lovers, some memorable, and some not. Through all the miles, however, I have never once made love while menstruating. I’m not even really sure why. Well, that was about to change.
A girlfriend and I decided to hit a few clubs and get our ya-yas out on the dance floor. Work stress and a long lull between decent lovers had us both tense. And I mean decent in every sense of the word, like not talk with food in your mouth, put the seat up, and try using a comb.
Our fist stop was a small club popular with the ladies who just want to dance without all the dogs sniffing around. The music was good, the drinks a fair price, and the atmosphere somewhat refined.
‘’I need to go number three, ‘’ I said. That was our code word for tending to our clockwork inconvenience. Tampons and panty liners. Ugh! So fricken unfair.
After a miserable wait to get into the bathroom, I finally met my girlfriend out on the dance floor. The music was thumping and people were dancing.
We downed our first shots and joined the writhing mass. Oh man it felt great to unwind. After a few songs and a few shots, I was feeling relaxed and deliciously sweaty. Yeah, I know. Good girls aren’t supposed to sweat. Well bite me.
During the last song, a gorgeous guy started dancing close to us. My girlfriend and I both noticed him, as did every other bitch on the floor. But for lucky reasons unknown, he seemed to prefer me.
During a fast tune, I switched back and forth between dancing with my girlfriend and dancing with Josh, as I would later learn was his name. There was definitely chemistry, and our bodies seemed to be stuck in some magnetic field. When the fast tune just melted into a slow one, Josh and I melted into each other’s embrace.
The great thing about my girlfriend is the there is never any competition between us. Sometimes she gets Mr. Almost Perfect, and sometimes I do. Tonight was my night.
Josh and I danced like we had done it a thousand times. When the song ended, I really didn’t want to let go. Apparently he didn’t either.
I finally made the sacrifice and peeled myself off of him.
‘’Would you like to sit?’’ I asked.
“It’d be an honor,” Josh replied.
Honor! Where are the rest of the men from this batch?!
We sat and shared a nice three-way repartee, snifters of brandy, and lots of gazes.
My girlfriend excused herself to ‘powder her nose’, and left me alone with Josh.
‘’Nice lady,’’ Josh said politely.
‘’Yes she is. Been friends a long, long time,” I responded.
A short silence followed. We both knew what that silence was all about. We wanted to get naked and make love until the cows came home.
‘’Would you like to slip away for some coffee or something?” Josh asked.
“Or something,” I smiled.
“Okay, or something,” Josh said with a pussy-eating grin. I pointed to my crotch.
‘’Sorry, closed for repairs, Lancelot,” I joked, hoping to diffuse the sexual energy.
Josh gave me this look – I guess you would call it a look – that just made me tingle.
‘’I’m a great mechanic,’’ he smiled.
Shit. Why did he have to say that? My mind was racing through every possible scenario with him. Maybe we’ll just embrace in our underwear, or maybe he can kiss me everywhere but, or maybe I should just go for it.
‘’How great?’’ I asked.
Oh man, did I just ask that?
‘’You can be the judge,” he offered.
Well, before one can say Sally sells sea shells, we were in my apartment.
I put on some slow rock and made some caffeine. I figured if I’m going to do this, I want to be alert for the whole ride.
We sat on the sofa and got to know each other better. He had a fascinating life, had his own business, and as far as I could tell, adored women. Not just on the surface, but everything about them: the way they moved, the way they fussed over clothes and color and how a skinny ass always looks fat. He was adorable.
Silence fell.
‘’Josh, I have to tell you, I have never made love during my period,’’ I admitted.
‘’Truth is, I kinda prefer it,” he said.
“Why?” I inquired. “Seems so – messy.”
He took my hand in his.
“Two reasons. It feels ten degrees warmer inside, and a woman’s orgasms are always stronger,” he said. “The benefits win. Simple as that.”
‘’Let’s do this,’’ I blurted, trying to build my confidence. It seems every societal taboo came to roost in my head.
I pulled Josh to the bedroom. “I’d like to shower first,” I told him. “And I like my men clean. There’s a second shower down the hall,” I said as I handed him a robe.
I went into the master bath and closed the door. I paced a hole in the floor trying to get myself past this fear. “All the parts and all the motions are the same,” I told myself over and over.
That was it. No turning back. There was a cute, naked man in my shower, and I was going to have him no matter what.
I stripped down, removed my cork, and jumped into the shower. The water felt soothing and washed away much of the tension. I gave myself a quick douche and scrubbed away the layer of sweat from the club. I was ready.
I patted myself dry, then wrapped myself in a dark towel. I stepped into the bedroom.
Josh was sitting on the foot of the bed. He looked more gorgeous than ever. I unwrapped my body for him. He liked what he saw.
“Whatever you have planned, don’t let me off bounce off the towel,” I joked. My mood was lighter. I could feel it.
Josh laughed and held out his hand. I went to him.
‘’Promise,’’ he said. His voice soothed me.
I pulled back the bedding and laid the towel down. As I bent over the bed, Josh stepped up behind me. An electric shock the size of Manhattan shot right through my pussy. I could feel his penis against me. I pushed back a little to let him know I liked where he was.
‘’I want to kiss you,’’ he said.
Well, I assumed he meant my mouth, but before I could turn around he was kneeling down behind me. My pussy and ass were an inch from his face.
He kissed by bottom with a bunch of delicious little kisses. My body was one big tingle. He then nudges my feet a little farther apart, then slipped his tongue up the length of my pussy and over my asshole. I about jumped out of my skin.
‘’Turn around,’’ he said.
It’s funny, nearly all my lovers have been more or less man putty in my hands. But this time it was the other way around. I did what he asked and waited for my next instructions.
I stood in front of him. I could feel a trickle of blood slip down my leg.
Josh kissed my belly and thighs, then my mons. His lips teased the hairs. Then, he set his mouth against my pussy and found my clitoris. My knees were good for about one minute before I had to grab onto his shoulders for support.
In under two minutes, I was climaxing.
Josh was right. It was deeper than any I can recall. I could feel the muscles contract over and over, like I was flexing my fists or something. It was exquisite. When finished, Josh stood up. There was not a single drop of blood on his face. He knew what he doing. And I knew I had my first master lover.
We crawled onto the bed. I made sure I had the towel squarely under my hips, then opened my legs to receive him. Seems he other body parts and activities in mind first.
My ears, neck, shoulders and collarbone were first on his list. Nibbles, kisses and little burst of air were all expertly distributed. I had to pinch myself to make sure it was me who was really getting all those kisses.
My breasts were next. First one and then the other, and then back to the first. Like most women, my nipples are hardwired right to my clitoris, and the more he kissed and savored my breasts, the more swollen the little pearl became.
My hand searched for his penis. What a pleasant surprise when I found it.
“Yummy,” slipped from my mouth.
Josh was moving south. My belly fell under his adoring kisses, from my ribs to my hips, and across my navel. Butterflies were by now busy in my womb, and I had completely forgotten I was menstruating.
I had to wonder to myself why I hadn’t done this before. Maybe it was inhibitions, or maybe just needing to be with the right guy. But so far, it was nice. Very nice.
Josh rolled my on my belly and kissed my back. I always liked that, but sadly most men think all the valuable real estate is on the front side. While he explored my shoulder blades, and dimples, I hung on to his penis. It was warm and meaty, and a perfect handful. I had to eventually let go as he worked his kisses across my bottom and down my thighs.
Thigh kisses have always been a little too ticklish for me. For some reason, this time I really enjoyed it. When Josh started back up and nudged my legs apart, I remembered my monthly visitor.
Josh slipped a hand under my belly to lift my bottom up. I was exposed to his glances and intentions. My worries melted away when I felt his kiss on my anus. Not just one kiss, but several. He then kissed my vulva and the insides of my thighs. Like little butterfly kisses, just brushing the flesh.
He kissed my clitoris. No tongue, just kisses. It was enough. I had a short but sweet orgasm. Wow!
Josh moved his body between my legs. His strong arms were on either side of my shoulders, and his penis was nudging against my opening. A few pushes, and he was in.
He sank his whole length into me, and just stayed there a few moments. I could feel I really was warmer, I mean not in a literal tense, but it really did feel – I don’t know – like warm pudding or something.
He began to move with deep slow strokes I could feel all the way to my kidneys.. What a delicious cocksman this man turned out to be. I would have to call my girlfriend first thing.
The whole night was just a blur of lovemaking. By the time we were both just sweaty heaps of satiated flesh, yeah, we were a little messy. Nothing a shower couldn’t fix in a jiffy.
One thing is for sure; my orgasms were definitely stronger, and best of all, my cramps vanished. No regrets.
*****
A.W.
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