Page 18 of Hat Trick
I let his sentence sink in, and it shouldn’t, but it has my stomach in knots and my traitorous pussy fluttering. “We would never leave you to raise another human we helped create. I hope you know how genuine I am when I say that.”
Dom grabs my hips in a silent reassurance and nods. “I watched my mother struggle to raise me for half of my childhood by herself… I would never even think about leaving you to raise my child. Hell, I would stay and raise it even if it was his.”
In the year I’ve known him, Dom has always spoken so highly of his mother but hardly ever mentions his father. If he does, it’s either in passing or by accident. And whenever he does, a sudden somberness takes over him. I have a sinking feeling I know what happened to his dad, but I’ve never asked, and he’s never openly told me. So, for now, I’ll leave it be.
Part of me expects them to be lying, but as I look into their eyes Iknowtheir words to be true. Because in them is a care and passion that lights my soul on fire. That’s exactly what Dominic and Emerson do; they light me on fire more than anyone ever could in my past.
Fuckthis wasn’t supposed to get this deep, but this is a huge step to take with a person, let alone two. Be that as it may, I don’t want to lose the momentum of the moment, so I give them both a reassuring smile. “Okay, okay, enough with spilling our guts. Let’s do it.” I look back at Dom’s cock. “How you two kept your boners that whole time, I’ll never know.”
“I’m about to fuck this pretty cunt bare for the first time. How could I not be rock solid?” Dom jokes, beforelifting me one more time so I can slide my knees under me to hover above his length. Reaching down to notch him at my entrance, the feeling of the throbbing head of his cock sliding against my aching cunt, begging to be filled, is nothing shy of forbidden. He gives me another nod and reassures me, “You don’t have—” He cuts off mid-sentence as his head breaches my entrance after what feels like ages of waiting.
The pure ecstasy of there being nothing between us is something I can’t even describe.
“Fucckkk,” Dom grits out, his jaw clenched.
I’m sliding up and down his length, and when I go to throw my head back in pleasure, Emerson grabs the sides of my face. “Open up. I bet we can have him filling that tight cunt up in under a minute with the view of you swallowing my cock.”
And open I do.
He slides his cock between my lips, and I start bobbing up and down on his length, again. With my right hand I begin to work my clit in tight circles, trying to milk an orgasm out of Dom and myself.
“I don’t know where to look. Fuck this is too hot. Come on my cock, Honey.” Dom almost sounds like he’s in pain, and I know he’s trying to hold off his orgasm.
But it’s no use for me. It hits me hard and fast. Washing over me in a quickness I’ve never experienced as both of them keep using my body for what they need.
A few more grunts leave Dom as he fucks into me, and he’s yells, “I’m coming—Fuck, I’m coming.” Wellshit… Dom didn’t even need the view of me swallowing Emerson up.
I don’t know if it’s another orgasm or still the same one, but my toes are curling and my vision blurs before I close my eyes and let it take me under. I don’t want air if this is what drowning in them feels like.
Emerson pulls out of my mouth and lays down beside Dom, and in one swift move he’s pulling my half-limp body off of Dom’s cock and hovers me over his own. Despite my sudden exhaustion, I start to rub my cunt up and down Emerson’s length, coating him in another man’s cum.
Another man, but not a random man.
His best friend.
Dominic.
The groan that leaves him just from the erotic sight of what I’m doing has my lower half fluttering. “Please fuck me. Fuck your best friend’s cum back into me.”
Dom hisses from beside Emerson’s head, “Fuck, you two are so hot.”
I make the same move, gripping Em’s length, and notching him to my dripping entrance. “You’re sure?” He lets me get my question out, but that’s it. He slams into me, and that’s all the reassurance I need. He wastes no time as he grabs my hips and starts fucking me.
“Look what you’re doing to him, Honey.” I don’t know if Dom is letting the filth fall from his lips because of the recording or if this is his new normal, but the sideline commentary is going to send me into orbit for the third time today… or would this be four?
Who the fuck even cares?
Reaching over, Dom starts circling my clit, and whispers, “Let him feel that tight cunt of yours strangling his cock too.”
I swear to all things holy my eyes cross and enter the back of my head.
I’m so overly sensitive, that it takes the two of them no time to bring me to the edge of an orgasm for whathasto be the last time tonight. I don’t think I have anymore in me. But I’ll sure as fuck beg for this last one at this point. “Em, please let me come on your cock.”
“I like it a lot better when this pretty mouth of yours is being used for begging.” Emerson smirks while reaching up and running his thumb over my pouty lips, and I open willingly to suck his thumb into my mouth.
And that’s what does him in.
I feel him stutter with his thrusts, and a look of pure ecstasy lines his face. “Fuck. I’m filling this beautiful cunt up, Darlin’.” His cock twitching inside me has my walls tightening around him, and my hand wrapping around Dom’s, willing him to stop rubbing my clit that feels like it’s on the verge of falling off. But not before I’m falling over the edge of yet another orgasm.
