Sunday Bloody Sunday

I'm spending the weekend with the boyfriend, RTC. I'm having a great time so far.

Yesterday we went to Beckton District Park with the dog. We found a secluded spot in the tall grass We laid down a blanket and just held each other. Eventually the clothes came off and he was licking my pussy intensely. I came and came. I lost track after six orgasms.

When he finished he had an unforgettable smile on his face. "You taste delicious," he said.

"I've never cum that much in one day!" I exclaimed.

"Okay," he conceded, "You can put that in the blog."

This morning he ate me out while fingering my pussy. I didn't cum as much as I did yesterday, but still it felt awesome. Ten minutes later I got up out of the waterbed. I walked to the kitchen.

Then I felt something inside me let loose. I looked down and blood, lots of blood was streaming from my pussy.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" I yelled feeling shocked. Usually, when I'm naked and I yell, "Oh my god!" it means a very different thing. This time I was surprised.

"What's going on?" RTC yelled from the bedroom.

"Nothing. Don't worry about it." I said. I heard him getting up from the bed. "Don't come in here. Just stay there!" I panicked.

He walked into the kitchen and saw me standing there, naked with a blood-soaked pussy. Trails of blood were running down my legs and there I was standing in a small pool of my own blood.

He smiled and said, "It's okay." He walked over and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

"Usually I have more warning before I get my period,"