ate at the menstrual counter

when I was in my teens, I had a girlfriend who was or had been a slut, for A LOT of guys. I rescued her from a bar in Ogdensburg, NY, her name was Rose. She was my first legitimate fuck, and we went at it as often as possible. Between time she was telling me her problems. She did like going down on me, so there were quiet I times. She boarded across town and I lived at home, so we got sex whenever folks were out of town or summer came they went to the cottage. I had a motorcycle, and we couldn't make out at the Duclos' home where she boarded, so, one night, I was 18, she was 17, parked the bike and headed to the silent, dark bush near the tracks, it was late and quiet. I wanted her fucked underneath me, we were drunk, stoned, and got down and dirty. I wanted to eat her, she usually LOVED that, but she resisted, faintly. I think she was as kinky back then as I am now. I'd had my dick in her, but it was dark, so when I plunged into the delicious canyon between her thighs, I saw nothing, felt and tasted nothing different, maybe a tad more metallic than cunt usually tangs, or noses. She was pretty lean, got her legs, and remaining inhibitions up around her ears, so I gave her all the cunnilingus I could muster.
I got home, late, no lights on so imagine my surprise. Rose was on the rag
and I was wearing her iron supplement, also she was down a pint, on my fucking face.
was MY face red. shoulders, immediate clothes, I was wearing Rose's scent. fruits of menstruation, all over me, I recall looking like a sex crime scene.

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anonymous Disgusting January 10, 2026 at 11:47 pm 0 0