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Thoughts before you read this story:

This might push the envelope of sensual stories – it will either be a revolution or a huge flop.  But if they can write stories about tying women to a saint andrews cross and have a three some with her, then I can write this story.  I like to think this story is a revolution because the mainstream census on a woman’s time of the month is that it is yucky, bad and should be kept quiet.  I think it should be celebrated as a liberated time to shed things that do not belong to us and return our seeds to the Earth.  Did you know that the average time a woman bleeds for adds up to being around 10 years of her life.  That is a long time to be in a negative headspace.  Think about all the women that  could be liberated from this – literally the power to start a revolution of female empowerment.  All I have ever read about in dirty stories is negative things about periods (and I have read a lot of really dirty stories).  It’s ridiculous.  Did you know that period blood is full of stem cells, the same that are in umbilical cord blood.  I know for a fact (because I did this with my son) people pay thousands of dollars to have umbilical cord blood stored for research etc. And stem cells are used to heal all sorts of medical conditions and women literally are creating them every single month, not knowing the value that their beautiful bodies create.  Rant over, but just think about it. 

P.S. – if menstrual blood bothers you, then don’t read this, or maybe you should and get a new perspective.  I wrote this laying on the couch with a particularly rough moon time one month, thinking of my masculine.  I hope with the deepest core of my being that you like this story. It is pretty intense and gushing with love. 

Xo Divinity

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The sound of his stomach growling broke the trance of his concentration  Glancing at the clock, it was 2:20.  Where was she?  This wasn’t like her.  Her usual habit over the past two weeks that she had been there was to bring him something to snack on around 11:00.  There was always something delicious she had baked to feast on.  He wondered how he had ever gotten by without her before.  Initially he was concerned that she would be a huge distraction.  Her curvy hips walking down his hallway.  Her scent lingering on his bedsheets.  But she wasn’t, she was an asset.  He was twice as productive.  Pushing himself harder, challenging himself with the time he allocated to himself.  Racing the seconds, wanting to be back in her presence, to wrap his arms around her and bury himself in the scent of her as he kissed the side of her neck.  

He was thirsty too.  She always brought him something warm to drink, placing it down on his desk before coming over to him and crawling onto his lap briefly for a searing kiss.  Stealing his lips, sucking his tongue into her mouth until he moaned, looking into his eyes and smiling, kissing him one last time before crawling off his lap and leaving him with a wink.  She didn’t come today, no kisses – something must be wrong.  

Suddenly concerned, he got up and went to find her.  He found her lying on the couch wrapped in a blanket.  Headphones on, she didn’t look like she was asleep.  Her arm draped on her stomach as if she was clutching at something inside of herself.  Her face was slightly strained.  Watching her for a moment, he went and made some tea for them both before disturbing her.  Placing the mugs down  on the coffee table in front of her he watched her sigh and shift, trying to get comfortable.  Kissing her forehead, her eyelids fluttered open, blinking at him. 

“You ok?” he asked.

 “Just not feeling good today,” she murmured, snuggling deeper into the quilt.  

“I made you some tea, can I help you feel better?” he asked.

“Not unless you can give me my ovaries a massage and make my lower body not ache anymore,” she said as she shifted to sit up and drink a sip of the tea he made.  Feeling the warmth drip down into her she added, “and warm me up, I’m Frozen.” 

He watched her, concerned as she sucked a breath in suddenly and clutched at her abdominal. “Is it always like this for you when you have your moon time?” 

“Most of the time I can get through the day ok.  I just ache and am really tired but every couple of months or so I can’t function.” 

He stood there with his hands in his pockets, concern on his face, watching her drink her tea.  His tea, still untouched on the coffee table. 

“I’ll be fine tomorrow or maybe the next day,” she said with a little smile, trying to reassure him.

“Finish your tea,” he said in a quiet demanding tone as he stared directly into her eyes.

Her body visibly shuddered after hearing his request.  Her long lashes closing over her eyes. Her weeping pussy contracted as her body shivered. 

Picking up his tea, he drank the entire cup in a few large gulps. She watched him, shuddering again.  He was up to something.  She knew what that gleam in his eyes meant.

He moved over towards her and placed an arm around her back, another under her knees, easily picking her up, quilt and all. 

Giggling, she asked, “what are you doing?” 

“Seeing if I can help,” was all he said as he carried her into his bedroom. 

Gently placing her on the end of the bed then moving to the side.  He pulled back the sheet and comforter with one swift movement before coming back over to her, kissing her forehead. He smiled at her and said “Get your pants off, I’ll be right back.” 

Returning with several dark coloured towels, he laid them out on the bed before he scooped her up again.  Lying her down on the towels, pulling the quilt and bed sheets and comforters over them both.  He rolled her on her side, wrapping his arms and legs around her, spooning her.  Snuggling into her tightly. 

“Are you warm now?” he whispered into her neck.  Sliding his hand across her abdominal, holding her there gently. 

“Yes,” she said and smiled. Wiggling her bum into him, feeling his hard cock swelling against her back.  

Gently biting her neck, he whispered “Now about those ovaries, can I try to help you there too?” 

A gentle sigh left her lips and she whispered “okay.” 

He lifted himself up onto one elbow, so he could kiss her cheek. “Just relax and let me take care of you,” he said.  

Running his fingers up and down her arm, making her shiver.  Lips replaced his fingertips as he kissed up her arm and down again.  Reaching her fingers, he sucked each one making her shutter again.  The tingles racing through her body making the walls of her pussy contract with the spark of a fire one only he could start, build and extinguish. 

Rolling her onto her back, she moaned out his name, reaching her hands out to his face. Placing both hands on the side of it, bringing his lips to hers.  Softly kissing her lover, biting his lower lip before running the tip of her tongue all over his lips. 

Releasing him, “how is this going to make me feel better?” she asked cheekily. 

“I have barely started, just lay back and relax my love,” he murmured onto her lips, kissing her again. 

Adjusting the pillow behind her head, she did just that.  He pulled the quilt up and wrapped it around her shoulders. 

“Still warm?” he asked as he now knelt between her legs.  Her knees bent on either side of him. 

“Yes,” she said softly.  Touched by the sincere amount of care he was showing towards her. “Good,” he replied as he vanished under the comforter.  Still between her legs, she jumped as his lips meant the sensitive skin of the insides of her thighs.  Then settled as his fingers trailed up and down her thighs.  She couldn’t help but sigh and moan gently when he grabbed her calves.  His tongue licked, lips kissed, teeth nibbled, hands rubbed, lips sucked and fingers traced up and down her legs.  God it was a erotic and powerful to have a man, the sexiest man, her man, under the comforter between her legs, loving her up while she was bleeding.  If she didn’t have her absorbent period panties on right now, she would have been making one hell of a mess.  He was making her gush fluid out of her – she was so aroused.  Her body ached and was in a tournament of need.  She wasn’t sure how this was supposed to be helping her ovaries, because they were cramping up with her need.  She needed to cum so badly.  Sensing her need, his hands grasped both sides of her panties.  She lifted her hips allowing him to pull them off of her. 

Without waiting,  he pressed the tip of his cock onto her clit making her jump up and grab onto him.  Her hands in his hair, lips on his neck, his face.  Her lips feverishly kissed him as she moaned onto his lips as he rubbed his cock up and down her folds.  

When he slapped his cock into her clit gently, it made her eyes open wide as she gasped and bagged him “please baby please, I need you.” 

She looked into his eyes and saw the desire of his raw needs he was holding back.  Instead, he showered her with love and passion taking her to new heights. He took them to a whole new level of intimacy, strengthening their love.  Their connection grew more intense as he placed just the tip of himself at her opening.  She rocked her hips on to him, needing him inside of her.  He held her back, driving her wild with the intensity of her need. 

“Look at me,” he whispered onto her lips. 

Opening her eyes, her pupils dilated, lips parted and panting.  Her eyes pleaded with him for pleasure.  For the feelings only he could give her.  A connection only they shared.  A love deeper than any ocean on any planet in the cosmos.  

He gently pressed the tip of himself into her blazing pussy.  Her eyes rolled back and closed. Her nails dug into his scalp as she pulled him closer.  He pushed inside of her stretching her open with his thick girth. He made her body tense, shutter and come undone, right there with one thrust.  He stopped and felt her muscles clamp onto his cock.  He felt them ripple down his length. He battled with his own need to ride her hard.  He simply stopped and just felt her orgasm tremble through her, let her hold on to him and felt her sweet afterglow. 

“How’s that feeling?” he whispered into her hair. 

“Mmm I need more,” she moaned onto his shoulder. 

“Anything for you my love,” he answered.  

He melted her heart as tears burned in her eyes and escaped down her cheeks. Softly and thoroughly he kissed her and rocked his hips into her.  Tenderly he made love to her.  Making her orgasm build up gently.  He brought her up and pulled her sweater over her head.  He left her lacy bra on before he laid her down again. He felt her body tense as the orgasum built up inside of her again.  He brought his lips down her neck.  Down her chest.  He trailed light sweet kisses down and over the lace that barely covered her breasts.  He kissed the mounds of her breasts,  He felt the need of her release as his hips continued to move.  He pushed his hard cock in and out of her swollen tender pussy. He built up her need and felt her thighs begin to tense around him.  Her fingers grabbed at the bedsheets, teeth bit into his shoulder.  He sucked a nipple through the lace and listened to the sweet sound of moans.  Her pleds were making him come undone.  Her sounds wrapped around his heart and tugged as his name escaped her lips.  He bit the other nipple as he held himself over her. 

He watched her as he made her cum again.  This time not stopping as he thrusted.  He reviled in the feel of her tight muscles as they grasped at his hard cock. There was nothing better than the sound of her cries as his name moaned out of her lips.  She cried out and held onto him.  Her moans increased in pitch and got louder as he bit and sucked her nipples. 

He rode her gently and picked up the pace, prolonged her orgasm as her juices gushed out of her. He pushed harder and faster into her.  He took her to the brink of another orgasm.  He dropped her nipple from his lips as he captured her mouth again and ravished her lips. His name moaned from her lips as he felt her ripple out her pleasure over his cock.  Again and again she clung to him. Clawed at the flesh of his back.  Her lips moaned his name out onto his own lips. She drove him mad with need – to the brink of sanity. He pushed hard into her again and she screamed. Her muscles rippled up and down his cock, gripped at him making him come undone.  His warmth invaded her pussy and she gripped her muscles around him, and milked his pleasure out of him.  Taking every drop into her. 

They lay wrapped up together, their breath slowing down.  He gently wiped the tears from her cheeks with his lips and fingertips.

He whispered, “How do your ovaries feel now?” 

“Where have you been all my life?” she answered. As she snuggled deeper into his arms, relishing in the moment.  Inhibitions gone. They just were. 

Gently he pushed himself up to look into her eyes. He saw the pure joy and pleasure on her face.  “Stay here where it’s warm, I’ll be right back.” 

Reluctantly she untangled her arms and legs from his.  She lay in the warmth of their afterglow.  She heard the bath turn on and smiled.  He was so loving and kind.  Such a considerate man.  Definitely a keeper. 

Soon enough he was back and picked her up again.  He took her to the bath and gently helped her into the hot soothing water.  There was tea and cake waiting for her – it was his turn to take care of her.  

He kissed her and before leaving he said, “lay back and relax, I will make dinner tonight.”