The Great Valentie's Day Pussy Massacare | Femdom Training

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.!!!!

The Great Valentie’s Day Pussy Massacare