First blood

So there we were, both butt-naked, as I helped her down to take a bath. She said it hurt, like something tore. She bled the first time I fingered her, and now she felt like she was bleeding inside again. When she showered, she wondered if blood dripped from her lady parts.

"Hey! Look! There it is!" Mags exclaimed when the blood started dripping.

"Come on! Can you walk a bit faster?"

"Ah! Shhh... Ohh!" She tried, but it really hurt. Still, she made it to the bathroom.

"Love, can you grab me some panties and clothes?" That's what we started calling each other after our little love fest earlier.

I quickly grabbed a cloth to wipe away the blood drops before they dried up.

I slowly started putting my clothes back on and then brought her the clothes.

"Aren't you gonna shower?"

"I'm good. You need to fix yourself up more. Your dad might notice you limping around later."

"It really does hurt."

"Why don't you take some mefenamic acid?"

"Oh! Yeah... And I need a pad. Can you grab one from the drawer? Thanks, Love."

I ended up helping her put on the panties. The bathroom door was open as we chatted. Her playful side came back, and she said she wanted to wash my "equipment." I didn't play hard to get because it made her happy. Besides, we're past being shy about that stuff.

I helped her back, dried her off, and helped her put on her panties. We went up to her room, me with no pants, and her in just panties. Our bodies recovered from the earlier exertion, and she felt playful again. She decided to mess with my "equipment" again. So, I let her try to get it up and milk me. It became a regular thing for us. I was at her place almost every day, and, of course, we did the deed daily too.