The Great Valentie's Day Pussy Massacare

 

By Mrs. BDenied

My, my, my.  A few days before what I am telling you about, a scheduled rendezvous with my #2 man got cancelled at the last minute due him not feeling well.  Bummer.!!!!   

 A few days later on Valentine's Day of all days, I got a text from my #1 man. Now, he has really taken my advice to heart. .I told him last minute plans always seem to work out better than planning weeks in advance.   SO, on Valentine's Day he texted that he would be passing through my area the next day between 10-11AM.  Cool, yes It can be arranged! I was getting excited knowing another man's cock would soon be filling my tight little pussy.... Oh, and he can really fill it up too!

 Now, husband & I have to scurry around making plans for the logistics of me hooking up with the other man.  Hubby is being thrown out of his house & cannot come home until I text that the coast is clear. #1 does not ever reveal too much info, so we always are a little in the dark…making things more chaotic but exciting at the same time and he never wants hubs around....and I actually prefer the alone time myself.  I feel that I can really let loose and not hold back when it's just the two of us.

 Mr. bdenied made plans to go do some athletics during the time. But, as usual, the time changed,  One thing I can always count on with # 1 is that everything will change at the last minute.  

 #1 was trying to fit in a meeting with coming to my place for what I knew would be what I call a “hit & run”. He seems too always be so busy and with him its always chaos...but that adds to the excitement. 

 Turned out, his meeting got scrapped so he was going to come directly to my place.  He texted a new  ETA  now to be 11:30.

 At 11:15 I receive a text #1 was on our main road, very close to our place. I texted hubby at 11:30 when #1 arrived.

 1.       I answered the door with my panties hanging from the doorknob, wearing only a loose skirt. He walked in the door saying he was in a mood for kink & wanted to fuck!  I reached over & grabbed his crotch, and yes, there was already a hard cock in his pants.  He wasted no time. Taking his shirt off as he walked into dining room where he unbuckled his pants, hoisted them over his huge now very hard cock. and let them fall to the floor putting his manhood on full display.

 2.      He put his hand on my head to have me kneel and take his hardness in my mouth.  My knees were hurting on our tile floor leaving noticeable red marks…but I put my mouth all the way down his shaft…he got even more turned on. My tongue flicked the shaft, but he likes my mouth all the way down to his balls.  I did that and he stopped me so he would not cum sooo fast. Deep throating is a turn on for him and I enjoy turning him on. Not me but a nice visual.

 He stood me up & led me to the living room couch. He sat down, spread his arms out like he was king   saying, turn around and sit on my cock you whore.  I did so, backed up onto his hardness. He had me finger my now swollen clit…cum you bitch! CUM for me!  I fingered my clit as his cock was up my pussy…I started moaning as I came…he asked, Did you cum?  Yes… (ha.  a gentleman…he does always make   sure I cum first one way or another)

Then he stopped me and said, I want to do something. I have been thinking about this for 2 days & just have to milk you…you remember that time you sat on me & squirted all down my balls?  You are such a squirting bitch.   He grabbed 2 dining room chairs & put them against a counter. He had me put one foot on each seat and then told me to squat like a baseball catcher would squat.  He then entered my pussy with his magic fingers and wiggled and squirmed them inside by tight swollen wet pussy As he manipulated my insides, I could feel the wetness pour out of me…I moaned…"oh my God you have the magic fingers! Only you can do that!   I nearly lost my balance because my knees were so weak. He caught me and placed my feet back on the ground…I squatted & he made me squirt once more…by now there was a rather large puddle. He went & got paper towels & cleaned up the puddle.

 Then he took my hand and went into the kitchen. We had never fucked in the kitchen. He had me hold onto a counter bending over…the shoved that hot pounding hardness into my pussy…bam. Bam. How do you like that bitch?  I nearly lost hold he was fucking so hard.   Then he said, Are you ok?  YES! Oh, you like that, don’t you bitch? "Oh, damn YESSSS!!  He turned me toward him & said, here, suck my cock with your pussy juice all over it.  I said how KINKY that was (since he wanted kink, I made sure to use that word)

Then off to the master bathroom….he asked if I had the dildo. I pulled it out from under a pillow.  He took me over to the sink & had me bend over the sink & look in the mirror...he wanted to see the look on my face as he pounded my pussy good & hard.  He put the dildo up my pussy first until it hit bottom. He stopped when I said a small Ouch. He asked. That hit bottom, didn’t it?  Yes. So, he removed it, then shoved his cock up there.   His cock fills me up and I can feel the heat & the throbbing as he goes in & out.  He came with a loud grunt…shooting a huge load inside my pussy

Then he wanted to clean up, so we both hopped in the shower & took a quick shower.

He got out first, dried off, went out where he left his clothes & started dressing.  He said he had to go because he had a lot of things to do that day. I thanked him for getting up to the house. He reached out & we had a hug, then off he went.

It is now 11:49. I texted Mr. bdenied that he was gone. WHOA!  It was 20 minutes.  On Valentine's Day In Chicago, Al Capones boys used machine guns to take out their rivals.  My guy used his cock like a machine gun and took out all the juice from my pussy. and instead of spent casings he left a spent pussy, totally used and very well fucked.!!At 11:30 I texted he was here and at 11:49 I texted he is gone. But it was exciting.... It's always exciting with him.  Hubby said I was glowing when he got home...he was right too.

He must have shot a big load…I had to change my panties twice the rest of the day so much kept leaking out.  Sitting on the couch later watching TV I could smell him all evening.   And boy did I feel him into the next day giving me remembrance of that hot hardness throbbing inside of me, strong hands around my hips as he was pushing & pushing until he came.  It was a good pussy pounding for sure…I feel like I got fucked into next week! 

Hahaha….You can ques who did NOT get laid by his wife on Valentine's Day!  My Pussy had already faced one Valentine's Day Massacre and it was not going to face another.!!!!

 

 

One more last chance?

 So as you who have read the blog know, Mrs.bdenied has two guys.  She designates them #1 & #2.  The number is nothing more than the order in which she met them.  In other words, she knew #1 before she knew #2

She likes them both and both of them give her a good romp in the sack.  Both have big cocks and are proficient in their use.  

Neither one of them live in our State but at one time both lived in the State we lived in.  One moved to another state, and we moved away from one of them back to where we originally had lived. 

The last time she saw #2 was in June of 2020.  She saw him twice in two weeks but he has not been to our State since.  He has had trips scheduled but cancelled.

Now here is where it gets interesting.  One time a long time ago when we lived where #2 lives, it was snowing like hell and she and he had a date.  Unfortunately, her boss called her because they were having an issue with the alarm system at her office and her boss could not get to the office because of the snow.  We lived only a few minutes away and it was not snowing as hard at our place so my wife got elected to go take care of the office.  We did not want to contact him because of privacy concerns and if he had forgotten his phone, things could have been bad for him had his wife or someone lese answered. So, he showed up at our place and I had to give him the bad news.  I am not sure he bought what I had to tell him, but it was the honest truth.  We did not know when she could get back because she had to wait for a technician to come out if he could even make it and repair the alarm that probably had gone off due to the inclement weather.

Fast forward to yesterday.  He had a trip planned into a town near us. Only about 25 miles away or a 30-40 minute drive in normal traffic.  Traffic is never normal where we live.  He was due to be at his hotel at 7 P.M. He gave us a flight number and we checked to see it was on time.  In order to be at this hotel at that time of day, we had to leave at 5:30 because one never knows how long it will take.  As it turned out, there was a bad accident on the Interstate and traffic was backed up for miles.  I took an exit when I could and used my knowledge of the area to get to his hotel via surface streets.  We were 15 minutes out and she gets a text.  It says something like (paraphrasing here) you have probably left.  Just got to the hotel and must have eaten something bad.  Fell horrible.  She texts back asking him to please b better and he texts back that he can't promise.

Ok some people do get ill (especially with this covid nonsense)...but; and here is the big kicker.  He has set up meetings with her in the past only to cancel at the last minute.  These are some of the excuses.  The fight is really late, and I am exhausted.  That one has been used at least twice.  My mother who is very old is very ill and in the hospital and I am very upset. (ON that excuse she was again 15 minutes away, but he somehow managed to get over his angst and fuck her.  

At least this time I was with her and only went because I know the city better than she does and had she been by herself she would have been stuck in that traffic snarl on the interstate.  She did not know the city well enough to navigate all around town (avoiding the normal city congestion)

She was not pleased and frankly neither was I.  We had even talked about him pulling some excuse at the last minute and sure enough he did.  Was he telling the truth?  Who knows?  If he had not pulled the same stunt a few other times we would be more likely to believe him.

She texted him back saying she was heading home and something about the ride was over. Well suddenly her phone is blowing up because he is trying to call.  I was driving and could not hear what he was saying but basically, he was begging for another chance and doubling and tripling down  on his claim to being ill.  Also, that he had to be at a meeting early the next day and then had to fly back out.  He was telling her he hoped he could do what he had to do.  So, she told him she was being pissy and had to turn a 30 minute drive into an hour and half drive.  Apparently, he could not apologize more telling her over and over again that he was sorry and wanted to keep their friendship.

I could tell by the way the call was going that her attitude was softening a bit.  The decision to see or not see someone is always hers to make..  There is a great country and western song that has a line, "Just give me one more last chance before you say we are through.

By Mrs Bdenied ________________________________________________________________________________

Wouldn't Ya Know It

It has happened on more than one occasion....with these 2...when one calls the other calls soon after.  

Last night was a fiasco with #2. We got close...but nothing happened because he said he was feeling ill.   He said it came on quickly.  For me, after a stressful ride down, a not so good dinner, then he cancels out on me. Yes, I was pissed and unlike me, I let him know it with a cryptic text this is the last ride...he called IMMEDIATELY as the above mentions.  WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? Oh, I can't stay angry long, so we made up. Yes, I will give him one more last chance.  I do so like those broad shoulders of his, and that big cock in my mouth followed by a pussy licking then that big cock entering me slowly until a good hard rhythm gets going. Yes, I will give him another chance. 

Lately, #1,   Since he lives in another state, has been texting for a facetime encounter later in the month...but lo & behold...he texted today...right after my encounter with #2. How does he know?   Did he spike the guy's coffee? Or is it the FEE FI FO FUM theory?  He is kind of jealous type...somehow he knows because of that. 

I got a text today (the day after) around 1:00 P.M.  "Am I ready? Yes..so we set up facetime exchange.  He loves seeing me spread my  pussy so he can see my clit and the piss hole. I smack my ass as a tease. He is sitting and I can see that big cock. Hs hand is wrapped around it. I finger myself as he strokes his big cock. I say his whore craves that big cock of his..how it turns me on and makes me excited.  He waits for me to come...telling me to hurry as he is about to shoot his load....I moan and whimper as I finger my clit & come watching him stroke the big cock.  I finish and he asks if I want to see him shoot..OH YES,,but I really want to put it in my mouth..all the way down, then have him grab my hips and put it in way down deep.  Here it comes...white cum shoots out..way out onto a tile floor.   Ah, now he feels better, thanks and we hang up. 

But I am still amazed at how many times this "coincidence" has occurred.