Why Am I Bleeding After Climax Novels & Stories

The position worked like a glove, because the hard surface of the ceramic pressed my clitoris, which mixed with the guy's thrust led me to climax; I exploded into a bunch of pieces, experiencing the best orgasms I'd had in a long time. He kissed my back, causing me to open my eyes, finding that Bradley's face was gone, leaving him with that normal-looking blonde. I found nothing there; nothing that gave it a slight resemblance to the gray storm. Swallowing my sigh, I pushed him away smoothly. My legs were a little unsteady, but not because of what had just happened, but because of that feeling that it wasn't enough. Playing dumb, I tucked my panties into place and then lowered my skirt. I ga

I lift her but I do not disconnect from our intimacy. “I feel something coming.” She cries as I fasten my movement, pounding into her. “Let it come to you.” I grit my teeth at her. “Ah.” “Ah.” Yeri moans. Her body quivers with the shocks and aftershocks of our intimacy and it tells me that she has gotten her climax. In the same second, my cock throbs in response to coming and I growl loudly, removing myself out of her before I can spill my essence into her.

I slowly sat up on the bed, my body still humming with the delicious aftershocks of that powerful orgasm. My limbs felt heavy and languid, a pleasant ache settling between my thighs where our combined wetness still glistened on my skin. I took a moment to breathe deeply, savoring the lingering tingling in my clit and the warm flush that covered my chest and cheeks. With a soft sigh, I swung my legs over the edge of the mattress and pushed myself up to stand, feeling a slight wobble in my knees before steadying myself.

She seemed so real to me that I start to cry softly. With Dean's arm around me, I try to get up carefully. After I calm down, I just end up rolling over on my other side and going back to sleep. The next time however, I wake up and feel blood between my legs. Instantly panicking, I get out of bed and rush to the bathroom. Thankfully, it is only a little bit and it seems to have dried up. So, after cleaning up and putting on a fresh change of underwear, I go back to bed. Waking up the next morning, is all a different story.

I caressed his face while smiling like an idiot. "I love you, Matt. This has been the best night of my life." I pecked his lips. "I love you more, baby girl." He pulled me into another kiss. He replaced his protection and we went for another round, this time I felt more pleasure and it didn't hurt. Once we found our release, I got up to pee. "Uhm, are you supposed to bleed?" Matt asked me. I came back to the bed and saw blood. "Maybe my period came?"

Deep breaths attempt to steady her racing heart as she tries to process the intensity of the experience she just shared. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, her pulse echoing in her ears as the echoes of pleasure reverberate through her body. Her legs tremble, weakened by the powerful climax she had just experienced. Seeking solace and a moment of reflection, she makes her way to the bathroom, her movements deliberate yet tinged with a lingering excitement.

By the way he drove himself into me with that final thrust, it was clear we’d peaked simultaneously. As I lay in satiated bliss with him still inside of my womanhood, I could feel the stickiness oozing out of me and onto the sofa. My first thought was that I was bleeding again. This didn’t make sense, since Kenton had already broken my barrier. It took a while for my mind to clear enough to realize that the stickiness was from our sex juices. Panic over the fact that we hadn’t used a condom quickly replaced my satiated sex high. I tried to push him off of me, but he wouldn’t budge. Instead, he began to slowly move in and out of me again.

Strand after strand of hot cum leapt from my me, filling her tight pussy. As my sperm poured into her womb, it overflowed her vagina and spilled out of her leaking cunt and down onto my bed, but I couldn't bring myself to mind. We were both sweating profusely, I stopped to try and catch my breath. My climax over, and the muscles of her vaginal walls still pulling at me, I withdrew from her slimy hole. She was still having mini-orgasms and groaned at the emptiness. More of my semen leaks out of her, spilling down onto her bed. I grabbed her and gently rolled her onto her back, climbing on top of her as I straddled her chest.

Damon's cum pulsing relentlessly into his prostate pushed Clary over the edge and she came so hard her legs and arms shook as she struggled to support her weight to watch in the mirror as they fell apart together. Damon watched Clary lose herself in the pleasure, her eyes rolling back for a few seconds at the intensity. Clary reached around Damon to splay his hand across Clary' chest to keep her upright just as her arms gave way. Damon pulled Clary up to press her back against his heaving chest. The extra pressure to his nipples caused him to jerk his hips up, pressing further into Clary overstimulated prostate and prolonging her orgasm. After they both came down from their orgasms, they sat

The rhythms of our bodies intertwined, creating a symphony of pleasure that left us both breathless and craving for more. In an instant, my body was overcome with a powerful orgasm that seemed to hit me out of nowhere. At the same time, I felt her body tense up and then explode with pleasure, causing her to squirt in every direction. The intensity of the moment was overwhelming, and I couldn’t help but revel in the sheer pleasure of it all. As we gradually separated, our bodies sank into the softness of the bed. We found ourselves catching our breath, basking in the aftermath of our passionate climax.