Hungry for a taste of my bloody pussy?

It makes me sad when I’m sleeping with a guy who’s afraid of bloody pussy. My favorite lovers have all known the best cure for menstrual cramps isn’t chocolate — it’s having an orgasm. If anything, it should turn you on more because it means another month being pregnancy-free!

A friend brought me along to something called the Red Tent recently. I’m pretty averse to new age-y stuff like that, but once I heard it revolved around periods and pussy I decided to give it a try. I opted not to call it my “moon cycle” like all the other “sisters” there, but I did experience some “internal release” at the hands of a certain very adept guru.

When I hear the phrase “tantric practitioner” I know exactly what it really means: sex therapist. Gary told me I looked like I needed some internal release work and I agreed. He gave me a sly, knowing grin as I followed him into the “healing room.” Of course he was knowing — he was a shaman, after all!

I’d never had a yoni massage before, but something about Gary’s relaxing presence made me feel totally at ease. As he tenderly moved his hands down, massaging my entire body, it was almost as if he could read my mind. I didn’t feel the need to speak, to say anything. Chills swept over my entire body as his finger began to slide inside my bloody pussy, open wide in anticipation.

The more slowly his hand and fingers moved inside me, the more pleasure I felt. I didn’t even orgasm, but the sensation of him exploring the depths of my delicious, bloody pussy was an ecstatic experience like I’ve never felt before. Ready to cum tell me/make our own crazy sex stories?