The Crimson Tide and other emissions

Dallass_Drake

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Hi all,

I have always had somewhat of an indomitable penchant for tasting a woman's privities and have found myself indulging this quite often, and I have even become accustomed, gentlemanly as I am, to orally pleasing the jezebels I am wont to macerate without demanding even the most modest of services in return. However, despite this licentious appetite of mine, I have yet to taste a vixen in the process of menstruation, and I have every intention of doing this in the near future purely because of my boyish curiosities. But sadly, my patience is seldom capable of defending itself and thus I would like to perform a light reconaissance of the genre before engorging myself upon it. Ignorantly perhaps, I assume this particular emanation is similar to that which I can sup upon following a particularly traumatic paper cut of the finger, is this so wrong? Presumably, the potency of the discharge can't be accurately predicted but, a 'heavy flow' (Random expression I've heard) is presumably just a rather sizeable discharge and not one teeming with foreign objects or anything else that would threaten to alarm? Does it have a particularly unpleasant smell or would I be greeted with the boisterous aroma's that normally accompany my lecherous escapades?

Secondly, although I boasted of my admirable unselfishness in this field, I must shamefully confess I seldom care about the pleasure levels of my angel, but my days of neglecting my honorable duty will soon be over. This phlegmatic disregard means I doubt I have tempted even the least aqueous of juices, and if I have the abundance of saliva would've nullified its taste. Pretend for an instant god blessed me with a tongue that could perform surgery but for its bluntness, and could effortlessly force a lady into delirious arousal, describe the new flavours that would dazzle my senses.

Thanks
 
I myself have not had the pleasure of sampling the menstrual essence of another female. However, I have ascertained, via discourse with select males of our species, that the jettisoned uterine pulp possesses a palatableness not unlike that of metal. Any congealed matter will likely be masticated without difficulty.
 
Well that's a boost to morale, this mucilage that has attracted my intrigue certainly sounds as if it shares some characteristics of a substance well known to my taste buds, and I fancy I could vanquish even the most belligerant deluge with panache, although I have been told over indulgence of blood nauseates, surely my lustings would postpone such an occurance or immediately cause my mutinous stomach to comply.

A series of queries to add to my others - do women menstruate gradually or is it a rather hasty endeavor? Should I expect a trickle or indeed the aforementioned torrent? To consume completely the produce, would I be feasting for thirty seconds or minutes for example? And with what kind of force does it make good it's escape? Should I be weary of errant jets taking an eye out for example? I speculate it's like some unholy but gentle waterfall, cascading timidly from its former habitat, but assumptions are often found meretricious and I wouldn't want to offend the lady with suprise possibly being interpreted as dismay.
 
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I'm quite positive that one could alleviate biliousness by not ingurgitating.

As to the velocity at which the uterine contents are expelled and the volume of said emissions, I'd be inclined to presuppose that this will be dependent upon the individual upon which one bestows cunnilinguistic delights.
 
Dallass_Drake said:
And with what kind of force does it make good it's escape? Should I be weary of errant jets taking an eye out for example? I speculate it's like some unholy but gentle waterfall, cascading timidly from its former habitat, but assumptions are often found meretricious and I wouldn't want to offend the lady with suprise possibly being interpreted as dismay.

Someone nearly owed me a new keyboard for this one...
 
Please, valuable intelligence is still valuable intelligence and to me such intelligence would lose very little value even if 'twas offered by someone typing within a pitch black room, utilizing the nose considering they are in bondage elsewhere, while several Chinese fiends drill holes in their kneecaps with the movie XXX: State of the Union playing in the background at a very harsh volume, during one of its love scenes, and even if the typist did not completely overcome the distress of that kind of predicament and thus made little sense, perhaps even felt time pressing and shamefully resorted to text speak, even the most diminiutive shreds of insight decyphered would be most appreciated and would represent padding on the cold, hard walls aside the very steep and moist roads into sexual deviancy, a labyrinth I am very determined to conquer.
 
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Scalywag said:
I wanted to add something here but am afraid I would not be able to live up to the high standards set by such cunning linguists.
Wot r u takking abot?
 
okay--so is the original question about going down on a woman who is on her period???

I'm sorry...am I illiterate????
 
DarkMuse said:
okay--so is the original question about going down on a woman who is on her period???

I'm sorry...am I illiterate????
You're more literate than you think. ;)

I could understand, however, where some people might think that this thread pertains to the University of Alabama's athletic department.
 
Eilan said:
You're more literate than you think. ;)

I could understand, however, where some people might think that this thread pertains to the University of Alabama's athletic department.

hehehe
 
Go 'bama! Roll Tide!

OK, now that's out of the way - I don't think I can match linguistic skills, so I'll explain my first time with a poem...

Upon fair maiden's Venus bed,
Tis once where did I rest my head.
With shallow resolve and boyish haste,
Unto her font I bowed to taste.

I kissed upon her nether lips,
emblodened by her rolling hips.
My tongue did part her bedewed slit,
And glide unto her swollen clit.

Now buried in her silken hair,
Did I miss the fragrant coppery air.
Til subjugate to my carnal whim,
Did feast upon her luscious quim.

Her cries of lust my ears did meet,
To fire my passiosn with furious heat.
With primal craving her folds devour,
My tongue rewarded with loves creamy shower.

Rising my lungs to fill with air,
The sweat to mop from brow and hair.
The scent of copper, strangly near,
Cause me to gaze into the mirror.

There upon my shattered face,
The visage hidden by scarlet lace.
A sour result of so sweet a task,
My reward to wear a crimson mask.

Gazing back to wear I'd laid my head,
Her mount blood covered like Venus dead.
And so I learned from boyish haste,
To check love's fountain before taking a taste.



Now I'll admit I was into it, half drunk, and not really paying attention, but looking up and seeing your face glazed with red in the mirror is a bit of a shock. Ok, it was all I could do not to throw up, but I was young and certainly wasn't ready for that. The worst part was actually that she was so embarassed she wouldn't even return the favor! So I went home with this coppery taste in my mouth and blue balls in my pants. That just never seemed fair to me. :cool:
 
TBKahuna123 said:
OK, now that's out of the way - I don't think I can match linguistic skills, so I'll explain my first time with a poem...
ROFLMFAO! :p

The worst part was actually that she was so embarassed she wouldn't even return the favor! So I went home with this coppery taste in my mouth and blue balls in my pants. That just never seemed fair to me. :cool:
Bummer.
 
An intriguing discovery indeed that lust can suppress acquity, so that one could feast upon femininity without the senses detecting a suprise attack of such magnitude, truly an indication perhaps of how the female can abuse powers of enchantment. I on the other hand would relish such an ambush although for obvious reasons I would be likely to discuss my aberrant caprice with my delicate rose beforehand, so that she could offer assurances and perhaps put in some graft to ensure I'm inundated (Does menstruation take ladies by suprise?).

Although I'm now embattled by what you may class as ethical questions. If seduced by a dashing, chiseled conoisseur such as myself (Investigations of such claims are discouraged), how would a 'standard' lady, ie one untouched by the Devils corrupting fingers of vice, react to my asking to taste their ambrosia? Generally my attitude of wanting to lay a very fervent and drawn out siege with the tongue is met with acclamations, but if I stated my lubricious desire to use said weapon as a sanitary towel would I be looked upon as the good kind of sexual deviant or bad? Could I expect a reluctance to sate my immoral cravings because of embarrassment? I know I've never met a woman who was particularly loquacious regarding her emissions, even drunken ladies who could be classed as slappers. Perhaps 'twould be best just to keep mouthing these seraph's and eventually just find myself wearing an altered skin tone, but as I hinted at earlier, my impatience equals my prurience. (I imagine) I have few qualms about asking a woman to provide me this specialist service but I don't want to receive ten or twenty kickings for it, I don't like wasting opportunities to utilize my courageous tongue. Basically, lest this be seen as the rambling of a total cretin, is this really such a despicable lark to ask of a lady? I have every intention of approaching honorably this subject with the next rose I can hold in my nefarious clutches, with much sensitivity and flattery, surely this would counterbalance any evident lechery?

Much thanks for the responses btw
 
Well, I know some women are really self conscious about it, while others get extremely aroused during their cycles. My wife, for example, loves sexy while she's menstrating because she's more sensitive, but we have to be a little more gentle about it because of the sensitivity issue. She seems to have more intese orgasm though.

I dare say that if I asked, she'd let me go down on her during her period. I, however, have no desire to do so, perhaps due to my previous shocking experience. I don't, however, think this is all that uncommon a desire, however. I knwo a number of guys who have willingly earned their Red-Wings.
 
It's too late in the day to wax poetic in my language. So pardon the lack of flowery prose.

I am one of those ladies who is horny all the time. Even while on my period. If my partner wanted to try oral during my cycle, I am game. I think my orgasm would be more intense too, since they are when I masturbate at that time. I think most guys are adverse to this practice however.

As to your question, if you are dating and can discuss sex and sexuality, tell her you are interested in tasting her during her cycle. Most women willing to talk about sex are open minded and may try it. Best of luck!!

Smiles!
 
I think most guys are adverse to this practice however.

Well, while i can understand why a girl wouldn't mind, for a guy it's different. I mean, lapping up a sanguine discharge is an acquired taste. I know some guys though that won't even have intercourse with a girl on her period though. That's silly to me because hey, that's just a quick shower away from normal. :)
 
SORRY! I was distracted when I replied last night and forgot to add this caveat!

I am not faulting a guy for not being interested! It is totally understandable!! (Heck, I'd be happy to eventually find a guy who will have intercourse with me during my cycle. And I am fairly adventurous sexually though.) The process of menstruation is totally normal and becomes mundane to many of us. Every 3 weeks or so, bam, get out the "feminine products." Also, I have never been the recipient of oral during my period-I was just mentioning it would be interesting to try.

I also forgot tell Dallass-the "flow" varies by woman. Usually heavier at one point and then slows up. If you want to dabble-maybe trying a lighter day would be a good start?

Best wishes!!
 
TBKahuna123 said:
Well, while i can understand why a girl wouldn't mind, for a guy it's different. I mean, lapping up a sanguine discharge is an acquired taste. I know some guys though that won't even have intercourse with a girl on her period though. That's silly to me because hey, that's just a quick shower away from normal. :)

I never understood the phrase "when the red river's flowing, take the dirt road home".

I would think that period sex is more appealing than, say, dirty anal sex. :catroar:
 
DarkMuse said:
I never understood the phrase "when the red river's flowing, take the dirt road home".

I would think that period sex is more appealing than, say, dirty anal sex. :catroar:

It's called an excuse! :p
 
Yet again this is some more valuable information, that women are often found to be more libidinous during their period, and obviously this is conducive to my morale. Imminently I return to work and so will be absent from this thread for an unknown amount of time, but work is quite often where I'm most confident with women (Usually end up in a small, nondescript town with no police, drunk, and with a motel room nearby, and an occupational obligation to leave as early as possible) and so who knows, I may get a bit jammy and return to regale with my immoral experiences.

Thanks for the help so far everyone :)
 
Dallass_Drake said:
Yet again this is some more valuable information, that women are often found to be more libidinous during their period, and obviously this is conducive to my morale. Imminently I return to work and so will be absent from this thread for an unknown amount of time, but work is quite often where I'm most confident with women (Usually end up in a small, nondescript town with no police, drunk, and with a motel room nearby, and an occupational obligation to leave as early as possible) and so who knows, I may get a bit jammy and return to regale with my immoral experiences.

Thanks for the help so far everyone :)

You know I love this thread and D_D's style and I love this board! Where else can you have a discussion like this where the leader speaks like a cross between Shakespeare and my college English professor? I just have this vision of a bunch of us sitting in a drawing room somewhere, sipping brandy in front of a roaring fire, discussing eating sanguine pussy while D_D sits in a wing chair smoking a pipe and wearing a smoking jacket. It's like Masterpiece Theatre meets Dr. Ruth. ;)

Style, D_D, if nothing else, you've got Style. :nana:
 
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