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"Frustration and Menstration"

......Being eager to get this show on the road, we did the unthinkable. We left the bar before it closed. Mike and Jackie were ready to go as well, so the four of us piled into Mike’s car and headed back to his apartment once again. Deana and I sat in the back seat of course.
We started kissing immediately. Now was no time to be shy. Sticking with my aggressive plan for the night, I slid one hand between her legs, and the other up her shirt. I immediately put my fingers to work, and she was soon moaning softly with pleasure. I could feel her getting wet through her pants. With my spare hand I pulled her shirt up over her breasts, and worked my tongue up, down, and all around the mountains.
I soon decided to call her bluff and see just how freaky she really was. Surely there was a limit to how much she was willing to do in the presence of Mike and Jackie. I undid her pants and slid them down to her knees. But she passed my test and made herself comfortable by resting her legs on the back of the front passenger seat. I looked up and noticed that I didn’t see Jackie sitting there anymore. Mike looked back at me and smiled, as he was already getting road-head.
I returned my attention back to my work. It was too dark to see anything, but I could tell that the prize was nice and cleanly shaved. I dove in face first, and started giving her the tongue-thrashing of her life. I knew I was doing a good job because she was extremely wet. She was very easy to please, and she started moaning out loud. She had no shame and made it very obvious to everyone in the car when she was about to cum.
When she finally climaxed, there was a huge eruption of wetness in my face. I couldn’t believe how wet she was! It was all over her stomach, her thighs, and of course her pussy. I was a good little boy and cleaned it all up. I licked her clean and mopped up the mess with my face. Before I could finish, she grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up for a kiss. She forced her tongue down my throat and cleaned her own juices from my mouth. Now this is fucking cool! This is one kinky woman!
When we were done kissing, I looked down and noticed something not quite right. Her lower stomach and the surrounding area was lightly smeared in a different color. What the fuck? I looked at my fingers and noticed they were slightly discolored as well. Oh my God! It was too dark to really see anything, but I knew what it was.
Not Again! I started checking my nose, terrified that I had another nosebleed, but I couldn’t tell because my fingers were already red. I soon realized that it wasn’t me; it was her! So that’s why she was so wet! Eeeww! I had just eaten this chick out while on her period! How I did not realize this—I don’t know. Maybe I was too drunk, maybe it was too dark, maybe I couldn’t smell it, or maybe I was just too concerned with banging the hell out of this chick. Why didn’t she warn me? Did she not know? Luckily, she was oblivious to my discovery. She was still sitting there recovering from her orgasm.....

........We finally reached Mike’s apartment, but the night was only getting started. Deana put my package away and said, “I’m not done with you yet.”
As we got out of the car I noticed that the blood around Deana’s mouth was barely noticeable. Most of it had been totally wiped away. I had almost forgotten about the night’s previous incident, but I figured I’d better say something. I privately showed Deana my fingers and whispered “Hey, you might want to check yourself out when we get inside.”
“I know. I’m sorry. Today was my last day of my cycle, but I thought it was over,” she replied.
Not a big deal. This isn’t nearly as bad as I thought it was earlier.
As we went inside, Deana headed straight to the upstairs bathroom to clean herself up, and Jackie went directly to Mike’s room. Mike locked the front door behind him and turned on the hall light. When he looked at me, his jaw hit the floor. I didn’t know what the hell was wrong, but he was on the verge of cardiac arrest from trying to hold in his laughter. He quickly grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into the bathroom where nobody would see us. What the fuck is wrong with him? He grabbed me by the shoulders and spun me around to face the mirror.
When I saw myself in the mirror, the look on my face was priceless. My entire face was covered in dried up blood! My own jaw hit the floor. I couldn’t fucking believe this! I looked like somebody put a pair of goggles on me and dipped my whole head in a vat of tomato juice. Mike couldn’t hold in his laughter any longer as I started to frantically wash my face in the sink. He was literally on the floor about to die. He threw me a towel and said, “Dude, just throw that away when you’re done with it.”
I finished cleaning myself up and reassessed my situation. Ok, this isn’t a disaster yet. This can still be a good night. Nobody had seen the blood on my face except for Mike. The blood around Deana’s lips was gone (of course, it was probably now on my dick for all I knew). The only mess left was at the source, and Deana was aware of that because she was upstairs cleaning herself up. I couldn’t let this ruin my night. I still had to nail this chick......

 

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