Until she had started living with her fiancé Mike six months earlier she had still been a virgin. The experience in the vault had been her firs... real orgasm. She had not really enjoyed sex with Mike, but this was not his fault. Mary found that her mind was too active and wouldn't let go to her more basic needs, so feeling guilty she had faked her orgasms with Mike.Anue could still feel the residual after affects of that orgasm and after so long without sensation the feeling was. ..she's,... loud?...When she fucks?".The statement was so awkward for her friend to say, it came out as a question instead of a statement.My mind started racing, she had never been loud with me when we fucked, she was always quite as a church mouse. My highschool brain was trying to figure out what that meant (later on in life I saw first hand what it meant).Her best friend finally went on to say "Even though we were miles from a house I was worried someone was gonna call the cops...it. She said that we could not "Play around down there". "And why not?" I asked. "You know" she said. "The blood and everything." I told them both about a boy/man earning their "Red Wings." I told them that when a man has intercourse with a girl during her period, that was earning his Red Wings. As a matter of fact, it is almost the safest time to do it without fear of getting her pregnant. "That sounds so gross." Liz said. "Not gross." I told them. "Especially towards the end when the flow is. And still, not a word was spoken… I could tell by the way she moved that although uncertain exactly where, she wanted me to thrust my thickened cock inside her. She slid her body up and down against me. I could feel the openings each time she paused; her body quivered, as did mine. She turned slowly around, and began to lower her body, sitting on the couch. She pulled my cock out of my underwear, barely, stroked it very deliberately, looked at it longingly. She began to slowly lick the head of.