Why Am I Bleeding After Climax Novels & Stories

God… why is my body reacting like this? Why the fuck am I getting hard right now? I haven’t been getting aroused for the past few months since I started dating Mara. I only seem to get aroused when I watch gay p**n or when I’m chatting with my friend DW on DirtyLink. But right now, I wasn’t watching gay p**n, and I wasn’t chatting DW either. I was actually bleeding from my wrist. So what the hell is happening? What the fuck is going on with my stupid body right now?

he yelled, his voice a ragged growl. As though on cue, my legs gave out, shaking uncontrollably, and a gush of hot fluid poured out of me, a mixture of my release and his thick, cum fluids. I felt myself fill up, a warm, slick feeling that completed the shattering moment. We both grunted and groaned, holding the final, deep connection until the last tremor subsided. I lay on the desk, my lungs burning, feeling almost lifeless from the intensity of the climax, while Adrian stood over me, heaving, his body slick with sweat.

I felt my knees shaking from the idea I was going to pee upon climaxing! My vision spins, becoming light headed, and hot when Kris removes his mouth from my tender bosoms. He then brings his head between my neck and I turn my face into his as well. Hearing his heart beating rapidly while I came undone on Bahm's fingers .I could even hear his blood flowing through his veins. My teeth come in contact with his flesh, piercing ever so quickly from the overwhelming climax. My body having sporadic spasms under him, eyes rolling to the back of my head and I lock Bahm's head between my thighs, squeezing with all my might.

I bite into her marking place and her whole body shakes as she moans begging me not to stop. I pick up my thrusts faster and she is clawing at my back as her pleads to continue get loud. “Oh FUCK!” She screams as he legs tighten around me. I release her neck and stop the bleeding. I pull out and the condom is full. I leave her laying on top of her robe in the middle of the still made bed and go cleanup. I bring back a warm towel and clean her up. There is blood on her neck but also a little between her legs.

I pleaded and he increased his pace, my tits bouncing with every thrust of his. I felt that familiar pooling in my lower abdomen again. Shit, I can't pee now. "I need to pee Ducalion." I announced between moans. "Pee? Wait, you have never touched yourself before?" He asked. And I shook my head. "Okay." "You are not about to pee Hailey, you are about to cum. And it's totally normal during sex." He explained and I nodded my head. I felt that pooling again, now it felt like I was near. I was about to explode.

Her lower body even still felt hot after her climax, and she could feel how liquid was flowing from inside her body as if her body was too full and couldn't hold it all in. At that moment, she finally realized something was wrong, and her eyes widened as she muttered, “Did you… did you come inside me?”

"Not weird. Are you bleeding? Sometimes there's—" "I don't know. I don't think so?" He pulled out slowly, carefully. We both winced. He dealt with the condom. Then checked. "A little," he said. "But not much. That's normal. How do you feel?" "Sore. Full. Even though you're not inside me anymore, I can still feel you." "You'll be sore for a day or two," he said. "That's normal too. You should probably take a bath. It'll help."

I wanted to believe them. But Damian’s voice echoed louder in my head. Was he the one sending the creepy texts? No. Damian wouldn’t use an unknown number. He would just show up. Then I looked down. Blood. “Oh shit…” I stood slowly and pulled down my underwear. The pad was soaked, heavy and thick. Definitely not normal. Then I remembered something about postpartum bleeding after a D&C. I guess this was it. Still, it made everything feel that much more real. I limped to the bathroom, tossed the pad in the trash, and turned on the hot water in the tub.

His balls tightened as he began pumping thick, hot bursts of cum deep into Elena’s womb, flooding her completely. The combined sight and sounds pushed Layla over the edge at the exact same moment. Her pussy convulsed violently around her digging fingers, squirting hard onto the hallway in powerful, messy pulses. In the overwhelming intensity of her climax, her balance failed her completely. The bedroom door... which had been slightly open the entire time without her knowledge... swung open as Layla tumbled forward through it, collapsing into the room in a trembling, squirting heap. Her shorts were pushed aside, three fingers still buried deep in her quaking, squirting cunt, her body shaking

He said and put more of his length inside me, filling my birth canal. "Oh..." I moaned. His palm landed on my bald mons while his thumb resumed stroking my clitoris. I glanced down watched him doing to me. I had one climax following another. An hour had passed, and he still didn't orgasm. He seemed to get off on making me cum. He had perfect self-control but he couldn't hold it any longer especially with my tight, silky cunny clenching his cock. He kept pounding me faster, with much harder thrusts. My hands grasped his biceps, I felt his muscles flex with greater intensity. "Oh, ah, ah, pull out." I cried. Precum leaked from his cock, precum that contained sperm that accumulated in my vagina