Hospital Erotic Menstrual Encounter

[eleventhson]

While this story is written in a compact style somewhat like a short fiction piece because it was published on a free access story site, I swear on 3 foot high stack of Bibles that it's 100% true. While I've had period sex with all but two of my past twenty five partners in my 60 years and while all have either accommodated my fetish (most didn't care one way or the other) or really enjoyed the relief that sex during "that time of the month" gave them, this was one THE HOTTEST period play sessions I ever had, ever, and hope you enjoy it!

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Title: Hospital Erotic Menstrual Encounter
Summary: The girlfriend of a married couple is visited by the
husband after major surgery in the hospital, where they have
a highly erotic menstrual sex encounter in the recovery room.
True story.
Keywords: MF, rom, romantic, true, menstrual sex, hospital setting


Hospital Erotic Menstrual Encounter

By

Me

(MF, rom, romantic, erotic menstrual play, hospital setting)

{the following is a memoir of a completely true erotic
encounter that happened to me several years ago, as
told in an email to a close female friend who shares my
menstrual sex interests]

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Hi Suzy,

I really enjoyed chatting with you last night, hope
you enjoyed chatting with me as well. It's so nice to
have a "biological female" friend (i.e., a nice lady who is
one in RL and isn't a guy pretending to be a girl
online) who shares my interest in periods and such.
I'm looking forward to hearing the whole story about
"your Linda" that you mentioned briefly last night but
was too tired to relate.

Oh, that was/is okay, telling me you were/are tired
and don't feel like chatting, I work long hours too,
sometimes 12-14-16 hours a day at times, and know how
you feel when you're just too tired to feel erotic
and/or plain ol' horny.

I am looking forward to hearing the whole story about
Linda maybe next time we connect and you have more
time and energy.

About "my" Linda. My first wife and I met "our" Linda online
in 1993, on an old-fashioned pre-web dial-in BBS
(computer bulletin board system). She had separated
from her husband and was discovering her lesbian side.

She was just 4'11" and 100 lbs. Now, my first wife was
5'10" and 150 lbs and I was/am 6'4"/250 lbs., so you
can imagine what we three must have looked like in
public, arm-in-arm, all three of us obviously in love
with each other and making no bones about it. It was
funny.

Suzy's, yes my first wife was also named Suzy, Suzy
Mae to be exact, Suzy's old lover before she and I
got together who almost "married" us several times
over a 15 year period, Barbara, I think I might have
mentioned her, had broken up with us that previous
January, and coincidentally, maybe not, Linda was a
virtual carbon copy of Barbara.

I mentioned one thing last night about Suzy pulling
Linda's tampon out with her teeth before going down on
her. I saw that several times in the June-September
"romance" we three had. They weren't "synched", which
meant there was a 50% chance at any given moment that
one of them would be menstruating that day during our
play, which was nice.

I didn't tell you about something that happened with
Linda and I. I'll tell you the short version now, it's
almost 8AM and I have to get to work, but I'll tell
you the longer version in chat another time.

Linda had 2-3 serious medical conditions, one of them
terminal. As part of the treatment of one of them, she
had to have an operation in the July of our summer
romance. I can't remember what the operation was for,
but it -was- major. She was in the hospital for a
week afterwards.

Now, my Suzy hated hospitals with a
passion, and I didn't particularly care for them
either. But I was in love with Linda as well as Suzy,
so each day while she was there I'd go see her, at
least once per day.

Linda had started her period just before the operation
and was for some reason embarrassed about it. I told
her not to worry, like her doctors and all hadn't seen
women patients having periods all the time. Keep in
mind this was a 31-year-old woman with two daughters
ages 9 and 11 then.

Anyway, as she was wheeled into the recovery room, I
was there. I simply had told them my name, and was
allowed to go in. I hadn't told them the nature of our
relationship, it was none of their business.

After 3-4 hours of semi-grogginess, Linda started
coming around to where she recognized me. About that
time, a recovery room nurse came in with a fresh
hospital-style belted Kotex, the kind they use on you
after childbirth etc.

The nurse looked at me and shoved the Kotex towards
me. I gave her a look like "what the hell do you want
me to do with it?". She slightly scowled at me, shoved
the pad into my hand, and barked "well, you're her
husband aren't you? I thought you'd want to change her
yourself."

Aaaahhhhh. What can I say. Linda smiled. No, even
though still very groggy, she started laughing so hard
the nurse told her to stop for fear her guffawing
would pop her stitches.

"Oh, I'll do it, Mr. Schwartz (the last name of her soon
to be ex-husband) if you want."

"No, that's okay, she is my wife, I don't mind" I
replied as Linda continued to just crack up as her
eyes fought the remaining effects of what was left of
the anesthesia.

I kissed Linda on the lips as I lifted her hospital
gown up. This was a recovery room, a very public place
in its own way. I didn't care. I kissed her fully for
a couple of minutes and felt her up as well before my
hand found her Kotex'd pussy and I played with the
thin residue clinging to her lips.

"Need to change you, Dear, nurse's orders."

She cracked up again. We kissed a little more.

Then, in one of the most erotic experiences of my
life, I unhooked the now-drenched old-fashioned belted
hospital Kotex from its holster and tossed it in the
trashcan before going over to the lavatory next to the
bed and rinsing a washcloth out in warm water and
cleaning her blood-stained pussy up a bit.

And yes,
with nurses and doctors and all flitting all around us
as they walked in and out of the recovery room, I
planted one quick but very firm kiss squarely on her
still-pinkish-from-blood vagina, which definitely got
the last of the effects of the anesthesia out of her
system as she arched bark, sucked in her breath for
one second with a "stop, Honey, there's too many people
around". I can be such a stinker at times,
heheheheheee.

Then, in a perfect ballet of menstrual eroticism, I
fiddled with the ends of the 40's-style Kotex and,
moving the belt around the make it easier to hook the
paper tabs through the stamped-sheet-metal
hook-thingy(I had never played with one of these kind
before, keep in mind) for the back one and then
adjusting the belt did the same for the front one,
pulling it snug as I did, kissing her as my hand once
again slipped between fresh pad and leaking pussy.

"Mr. Schwartz, please, this is a public place, please!"
her nurse now back barked at me "she'll be home soon,
you can, uuhhhh, you can resume marital relations
after her doctor says it's permissible."

"I'm sorry" I replied facetiously "it won't happen
again, I just love her so much" which was a very true
statement.

"It better not. Her doctor will be here shortly, you
can discuss things with him then."

Making sure the coast was clear for a moment, my
fingers once again slipped between pad and into her
pussy as her G-spot was worked the way I knew she
loved me to do and she quickly came as we kissed and
kissed some more. Taking my fingers out after she came
and had added her cyprine fluid to the mix of it and
blood, we shared her essence smeared on my fingers like
a primal ambrosia.

"We had better stop now, Dear, or we'll get in
trouble" she whispered as she finished licking her
pink off my hand, sucking each finger in turn like a
little cock, making me come in my pants to the point
where my semen stained through my khakis.

"Uh,,,,uh,,,,uh-hu" was all I could grunt in reply.

Holding her close in a hug, my hand pulled her gown
down over her naked lower half as it slipped beneath
it to rest happily between pad and pussy, lightly
caressing. A moment of erotic perfection not planned
and probably never to be quite duplicated in my
lifetime again.

Anyway, Suzy, I didn't mean to write the above as a
full-blown story, I just wanted to tell you about this
since we were talking about your Linda and my Linda
last night a little. My word as a gentleman that every
single word above is 100% true to best recollection of
my memory. I hope you enjoyed reading it, and hope
your panties are just about drenched -from- reading
it (G)!

Damn. What a memory. I hadn't thought about it in
years, until you mentioned your Linda last night. I
think I'll change the names and post it on my website
over at aNONYMOUS. Especially since it's completely true,
it's too good not to share with my readers. The story
above was written for you, specifically, Suzy, and I
hope you don't mind me sharing it with the world. Let
me know if you mind; like I say, I promise to change
all our names to keep us anonymous. Thanks, you're a
true buddie.

Well, it's almost 8:30, I -have- to get to work, I
didn't mean to get myself all excited on this early
Monday morning by putting the above to paper, but
that's my own fault I suppose. Have a good day, my
friend, and we'll meet in chat soon, Yours, HoneyBunch

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