Looking back, whenever I was with W, as long as there was a little chance, we always had sex. It seemed that meeting without sex was incomplete.
I think so, and I think W thinks so, because every time we meet, as long as the environment allows, she always caresses my penis when hugging me, sometimes she sticks into her pants through her pants.
Since the opportunity for us to meet is really precious, we have had sex during her period.
That time, two months after she went to work in my city, it was a winter day. After she got off work, she came to my office, which was about five o'clock.
It was cloudy that day, and it was almost dark by 5 o'clock.
We hugged and kissed in the office, and I quickly took off her pants and found that she was in menstruation, but the erect lust had already made us unable to stop. Neither she nor I hesitated at all because of her physical discomfort, and we still decided to have sex.
Of course, for her, she knew her own physical condition and knew that we would definitely have sex when we met, but she still came because she missed me and I missed her too.
So, she is mentally prepared to have sex during menstruation.
In order not to dirty the sofa in the office, I did not let her lie on the sofa, but laid two newspapers on the floor in front of the sofa to let her step on it.
Her legs were stretched out, her butt was sticking out, and her upper body lay on the sofa, and I entered her body from behind.
As soon as I entered her vagina, I felt my penis entered a cavity full of mucus, which was a little astringent and colored. I knew that her blood would not be less, so I just thrust it carefully and with a very small amplitude.
As my penis went in and out, a wisp of blood flowed out of her vagina, flowing down her upright thighs, all the way to the newspaper spread on the ground.
The red bloody stream drew a long mark on each of her snow-white and slender legs, as if her legs were cut by a sharp bayonet from the base of her thighs to the ankles, which made people frightened!
Two 60-watt fluorescent lights were on in the office, and under the pale light, the blood on her legs became more and more ferocious.
Suddenly, I became impotence all of a sudden, and my soft penis fell out of her body. Blood was stuck on my penis, scrotum and pubic hair. I felt very uncomfortable when I looked at it.
This scene made me unable to continue any longer. I staggered away from her body and sat on the sofa.
She quickly got up, took off the sanitary napkin from her pants, first wiped her vagina, then went to her bag to take out toilet paper to wipe her vagina and legs.
When she left the newspaper under her feet and went to get the paper barefoot, half of the bloody footprints were left underground, which was like a murder scene.
In fact, for me, it is not the first time I have sex with a woman during menstruation.
Since getting married, my wife and I have had sex during menstruation many times, because first of all, she will never refuse my requests, no matter what the situation is; secondly, menstruation is also the time when her sexual desire is the most intense, and sometimes she will take the initiative to ask for sex.
Although the book always says that women have sex during menstruation and will behave like what, we have sex many times, and our wife does not have some of the bad symptoms mentioned in the book.
Moreover, in our minds, there is no concept of menstrual blood or unlucky sex during menstruation, so we do not deliberately avoid having sex during menstruation.
But I have never seen my wife shed so much blood like W, so I feel uncomfortable.
W simply cleaned up himself and came over to help me wipe my body.
She used her handkerchief to dip her saliva and carefully wiped my penis, while looking at my face and said: Look, I'm so embarrassed to make you so dirty.Actually, I didn’t have much blood before, and I don’t know what happened this time.
As she said that, she wiped my body clean, wiped the footprints on the ground with a mop, and then carefully wrapped all the blood-stained paper, saying that she would take it away for a while so that she would not stay in the office and be seen.
After she finished packing up, she put on her sanitary napkin and pants, came over to hug me who was sitting on the sofa, and said: Take a break, you want me again.
I think so, and I think W thinks so, because every time we meet, as long as the environment allows, she always caresses my penis when hugging me, sometimes she sticks into her pants through her pants.
Since the opportunity for us to meet is really precious, we have had sex during her period.
That time, two months after she went to work in my city, it was a winter day. After she got off work, she came to my office, which was about five o'clock.
It was cloudy that day, and it was almost dark by 5 o'clock.
We hugged and kissed in the office, and I quickly took off her pants and found that she was in menstruation, but the erect lust had already made us unable to stop. Neither she nor I hesitated at all because of her physical discomfort, and we still decided to have sex.
Of course, for her, she knew her own physical condition and knew that we would definitely have sex when we met, but she still came because she missed me and I missed her too.
So, she is mentally prepared to have sex during menstruation.
In order not to dirty the sofa in the office, I did not let her lie on the sofa, but laid two newspapers on the floor in front of the sofa to let her step on it.
Her legs were stretched out, her butt was sticking out, and her upper body lay on the sofa, and I entered her body from behind.
As soon as I entered her vagina, I felt my penis entered a cavity full of mucus, which was a little astringent and colored. I knew that her blood would not be less, so I just thrust it carefully and with a very small amplitude.
As my penis went in and out, a wisp of blood flowed out of her vagina, flowing down her upright thighs, all the way to the newspaper spread on the ground.
The red bloody stream drew a long mark on each of her snow-white and slender legs, as if her legs were cut by a sharp bayonet from the base of her thighs to the ankles, which made people frightened!
Two 60-watt fluorescent lights were on in the office, and under the pale light, the blood on her legs became more and more ferocious.
Suddenly, I became impotence all of a sudden, and my soft penis fell out of her body. Blood was stuck on my penis, scrotum and pubic hair. I felt very uncomfortable when I looked at it.
This scene made me unable to continue any longer. I staggered away from her body and sat on the sofa.
She quickly got up, took off the sanitary napkin from her pants, first wiped her vagina, then went to her bag to take out toilet paper to wipe her vagina and legs.
When she left the newspaper under her feet and went to get the paper barefoot, half of the bloody footprints were left underground, which was like a murder scene.
In fact, for me, it is not the first time I have sex with a woman during menstruation.
Since getting married, my wife and I have had sex during menstruation many times, because first of all, she will never refuse my requests, no matter what the situation is; secondly, menstruation is also the time when her sexual desire is the most intense, and sometimes she will take the initiative to ask for sex.
Although the book always says that women have sex during menstruation and will behave like what, we have sex many times, and our wife does not have some of the bad symptoms mentioned in the book.
Moreover, in our minds, there is no concept of menstrual blood or unlucky sex during menstruation, so we do not deliberately avoid having sex during menstruation.
But I have never seen my wife shed so much blood like W, so I feel uncomfortable.
W simply cleaned up himself and came over to help me wipe my body.
She used her handkerchief to dip her saliva and carefully wiped my penis, while looking at my face and said: Look, I'm so embarrassed to make you so dirty.Actually, I didn’t have much blood before, and I don’t know what happened this time.
As she said that, she wiped my body clean, wiped the footprints on the ground with a mop, and then carefully wrapped all the blood-stained paper, saying that she would take it away for a while so that she would not stay in the office and be seen.
After she finished packing up, she put on her sanitary napkin and pants, came over to hug me who was sitting on the sofa, and said: Take a break, you want me again.