Why is it that women are so uptight about menstruation? Perhaps girlz here are more comfortable with it. Making love to a bleeding woman is more deeply bonding because she's moody, cramping, & vulnerable = vulnerable is from the Latin word for wound, hence, an opening... an opening through which an ardent lover may enter into a woman's subterranean emotional life. And with fuckmates, menstruation makes a glorious mess, a different sort of slippery, a far more compellingly piquant scent (fresh & hot). Messy? That's what showers are for. I'm a menstrual vampire = nothing more erotically stimulating than a bleeding chick. All of the women I've been close to (a few = I'm 65) have learned to trust me, get over the shyness about their cycle, & tell me, "I'm spotting" or "My period started" or "Daddy... the moment you've been waiting for." All these girls had listened to their mothers, who'd told them that menstrual blood is "dirty" & were disgusted when I went down on 'em... sometimes a genuine oral rape. =Sadda say, this shortwinded program cut me off = on to Part II!

"If I knocked you up, your menstruum would be the first nourishment our child receives: can that be 'dirty'?" Curiously, the most resistant woman - & the most physically satisfying - was a big-boned, buxom slut ("When I get old, I'll be a dirty old lady!") who'd managed to abandon a devoted husband & four lovely daughters to take continuous cock while holding fast to her utterly depraved maxi-pad/douche bourgeois principles. After firm refusals, chat, discussion, "relating," she was adamant until I threatened her - "If you won't share, I'll never fuck you again." She came to my door at the height of her flow, but like a martyrdom. After flooding the sheets with stains which still inspire poignant nostalgia 30 years later, I had her straddle me 69-style as a pillow beneath my head lifted my face into her ripe cunt. Reaching over her gorgeously rounded ass, I slipped my fingers into her cunny, opening her lips & allowing wave after wave of menstruum to gush over her long labia & cascade off her clit into my avid mouth. = This is a pathetically shortwinded program - on to Part III...

She nourished me for well over an hour, no doubt motivated by notions of the kinky sick depravity of it all to one-up girlfriends & taunt guys with ("Would you BELIEVE...!) & when she quit, my face was a magnificent mask of blood which turned the bath water an ever deeper orange/mauve. If she looms as the outstanding Menstrual Mama, it's only because my more willing lovers were seldom heavy bleeders. There is nothing so piquantly, compellingly stimulating as the scent & taste of fresh menstrual blood. With that sort of diet, I might live forever! I am a menstrual vampire, & I hope, before I croak, to meet a woman who'll share your gargantuan flow from first spotting to last clotting. I'll prop pillows beneath you when we sleep so that we don't lose a precious drop = I want your ovum = I want it ALL!

Beautiful trilogy and a point well made.

I second the Vampire.

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Wow! I've never thought of it in that much detail. Interesting!