My first hat trick [FM][FM][FM]

Dryspells happen to everyone. But you know what they say — when it rains, it pours.

Three dicks in less than 24 hours? Yes, please. 23 hours if I wanted to get more specific. Does it matter? This is my hat trick.

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The events started on Friday afternoon when I had the first cock, but really they started a few days earlier when we met for drinks. I met this guy online when we matched about a week earlier. We both wanted to meet but sometimes I just get busy with other things.

The drinks were great. We had all the same chemistry in person that we had online, he was cute, seemed interested, but not overly pushy. We wrap up and he walks me to my car, where we kiss. And oh boy do we kiss. If I was a younger woman I would have taken him right there in the parking lot, but that’s not really my style anymore. I finally, reluctantly, manage to pry my face and hands away from him. I tell him (again) that I’d like to see him again and we part ways.

Fueled by hormones and a raging hard on, we wanted to meet again as soon as possible. Friday? Yes. My meetings ended early and he finished work around lunch. He would go home, shower, eat, come over and finish what we started.

He gets to my place and we’re both ready. It’s painful to make small talk before he finally leans in and kisses me. Ohh does he kiss me, and it escalates quickly back to where we left off. Hands and mouths everywhere, clothes start to get peeled off as we finally get to explore each other. I quickly get his pants off, find out he’s already hard and dive in face first.

He’s got a great cock and it was throbbingly hard. It was meant to be in my mouth in that moment and just out of my vision I see him throw his head back as I take him farther in my mouth. In and out and farther down my throat. Oh gosh how I love this. I run my tongue all over his shaft and take him back in my mouth.

More and more cock sucking until he stops me, tells me to get undressed, and now I know we’re getting down to business. He comes down on top of me and positions the tip in. He teases me and asks if I’m ready. He struggles a little as he opens me up but soon he’s sliding in and out in no time. More. Harder. Faster.

“Ok. You, on top. Let’s see what you got.”

Oh, I hope he’s ready. He lays down and helps guide me on top of him. He’s got that smirk like most men do when they want you on top. I lift my hips as he moves his head to my opening, and as I lower myself down I can feel it’s about to be game over. Dry spells do have their silver lining and I was guaranteed to cum. Slowly I start to move up and down, getting back into the rhythm of being on top. For half a second I try to hold back and not seem too desperate to cum but quickly have no hope as my first orgasm rises to the surface. He quickly noticed and started egging me on, telling me what a good girl I am as I start to whimper coming down from my orgasm.

He chuckles at how quickly I came and makes a joke about what a stud he is. I wish it mattered, but I was still catching my breath. I start kissing and nibbling on his neck as he grabs onto my hips. He lifts me up and brings me down and I start to catch the rhythm. I’m really feeling it again as he picks up speed and I start to take over. He noticed before I did that the orgasm was building again – I thought I was still catching my breath from the first one as he starts egging me on again.

“Oh, are you going to cum again? So soon? You want to cum on this dick?”

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.” I said with a breath between each word. Words were still hard at this point.

“You’re such a good girl. Cum. Cum all over this cock you greedy girl.”

And I exploded. Just like he told me to. I thought the first one was amazing, because they always are after a dry spell like that, but this was like no other. I lost all coordination and luckily he caught my hips and took over, forcing me to keep riding him while I finished my orgasm. Good thing it was the middle of the day because the neighbors definitely would have heard this one! I always feel bad for screaming in my partner’s ear..

“You’re such a good girl.” He praised me, “Now get off of me. Down. On your knees. Face down. Legs together. We’re not done yet.”

He pushes me down with one hand as he uses the other to guide his cock back into my pussy. I moan out for him as he comments how wet I am. I wish I could say the rest of the sex mattered, but it was all a blur of moans and orgasms until he was finally finished with me.

We cleaned up. Or he did as I was mostly still jello. He comes back and lays down and we make less-painful small talk. Eventually he gets dressed to leave so I can get back to work and wait for my husband to come home.

Which means the second cock is my husband, who came home from work and asked how my day, and my date, went.

“Uh huh, that’s nice, honey. I’m really glad you had a good time. And he just left?”

“Yes, maybe a half hour ago.”

“Great. Turn around and pull your pants down. I’m going to fuck you know.” And just like that I had my second cock.

At this point, it’s not even dinner time on Friday. I go back to work (again) and the evening turns into the night. We go out and get home late so we go right to bed and have sex again in the morning.

After the sex, we get the day started. Going along like any other Saturday, nothing really exciting. I get a message from a friend of mine, bummed about needing to cancel/reschedule from earlier in the week. I told him I was bummed, too, and he invited me over. Hmmmm… what an idea! Let me coordinate..

…Oh hubby… Yes, I’m up to something. Yes, I’m in the mood to get fucked again. And how convenient that we have this block of free time before our evening plans? Let me get it set up.

So I get to his place, and it’s been a few months since I’d been with him, but sometimes you just have that instant chemistry. That chemistry is why I’ll drive across town just for some dick. That chemistry is why even though I got thoroughly fucked the day before, I was instantly wet when he invited me over. That chemistry is why it didn’t matter that it had been two or three months since we had seen each other. As soon as we touched, it all came back.

He pushes me back on the bed and pushes my shirt up. Starts kissing me on the stomach and around the hips. Kissing turns to nibbling and a little biting, and he moves on to the next spot. Top-inside of my thigh this time – kissing, nibbling, and biting. On to the next spot and I’m starting to catch on.

“mmm… what are you doing?” I tried to care, honestly, but it felt really, really, good.

“Marking you.” It was very matter-of-fact.

“mmm… Oh..?” I thought about caring. These were OK spots. “..and ..why..?” and then I thought, did it matter?

“Because I like it.” Playful. “And you need marked.” There it was.

This from the man who got his hand (and my ass) slapped when he sent me home with hickeys all over my neck the first time we hooked up.

He noticed I hesitated and moved higher up the inside of my thigh right to the sweet spot between my legs. He licked, and kissed, and ran his tongue all over me as I squirmed and moaned. This chemistry is why I keep coming back.

Eyes closed and my hands in my hair, I feel him pull back. I open one eye half way to see what he’s doing and I can see he took his pants off. He starts rubbing his cock along my opening and I start squirming.

“It’s been so long. Too long. And you know what you told me last time?”

“I’m sure I said a lot of things..”

“You said we need more foreplay. Now get on your knees and suck my cock.”

And suck his cock I did. Like I hadn’t been sucking cock on and off since yesterday afternoon. But all of that sucking was warm up for this. Maybe it was chemistry that kept me coming back, but it was probably this gorgeous cock. Big, thick, long, and throbbing, there was no better feeling than trying to swallow him whole. He really pushed my limits, both physically with his hand on the back of my head as he shoved his cock down my throat, and mentally, because all I wanted to do was shove his cock farther down my throat again and again.

And after what felt like no time at all, but I’m sure was much longer, he lifts my chin up and ever so sweetly whispers to me, “Get off your knees. I’m going to fuck you now.”

I go to stand up and he sweeps me off my feet. Picks me up, tosses me back on the bed, then grabs me behind the knees and pulls me forward to the edge of the bed. He rubs his slick cock along my opening as I beg him to put the condom on and enter me. He teases me more before finally relenting and granting my wish.

He starts with the tip and slowly pushes it inside me. I arch my back as I feel him continue to push. He slides back out and I lay back down. This time when he slides in he puts his hand on my face to keep me down on the bed, and slides his fingers in my mouth to give me something to suck. Full, long, deep strokes as he warms me up and stretches me out. I reach for him, for anything, and come back with nothing. I hold on to the arm holding me down as I squirm and beg for more.

Feeling satisfied that I’m loose and lubed, he really starts to give me full thrusts. I raise my hips to meet him as he maneuvers my legs on his shoulders and grabs on to my hips to match his pace. I touch my face and grab my breasts, wriggling and writhing, thinking this is only the beginning.

He pulls out and I scramble up from underneath him. He flips me over to mount me from behind. I get on my hands and knees and drop my head so my ass is up in the air. He knows this is my favorite position to really get pounded in.

And oh god did he pound me. It’s also my favorite because I can really shove my face into the bed/pillow and muffle the screams of him destroying my pussy. It honestly felt like he wanted his dick to come out of my mouth, and I can’t say that I blamed him. The more I screamed the harder he fucked me which only made me scream more. It was a wonderful and vicious cycle that I couldn’t get enough of. (Ok, so honestly this is probably why I keep coming back.)

After cumming countless times and officially being a puddle, he pulls out and tells me to get on top. I gasp for air as I try to catch my breath. Watching him lay back and wait for me. After a few more breaths I was [mostly] ready to go.

I crawl over and he helps me straddle him. He steadys my balance as I lower myself on to his cock and let out a huge sigh of pleasure.

“Haven’t you cum enough yet? He says with a smirk, as I’m clearly still jello.

“Oh no. Don’t tell me when I’ve had enough.” And I smirk back as I pick my hips up and bring them back down on him. Rinse and repeat, again and again. I have one hand on the headboard above him and one hand on the bed above his shoulder. He’s got both hands around my hips helping pick me up and slam me back down on his huge cock.

Surely enough, like we both expected, here I cum again. Again and again I moan out for him as he slides in and out of me. Jello, again, or is it jello still? My pace slows as I catch my breath, again, and he pulls me close, holds me gently.

“Now go suck it.” He whispers in my ear.

I slither off of him and lay down between his legs. I sweep my hair all to one side and comfortably take him in my mouth. All the work I did earlier is still paying off as I take him in and out of my throat. Time slows and so does my sucking. I’m really enjoying my work, getting lost in the pace, and taking advantage of the chance to relax. I’d say catch my breath, but that’s as hard as it sounds with a cock shoved down it.

Eventually we’d both had enough oral and I needed fucked more. I crawled out from between his legs while he found the lube. He got on top of me (again) and started pounding me just the same as when we started. I honestly thought I was done until he made me cum one more time.

Just as soon as I was finished he pulled out and came all over me. Allllll over me. Like he came in a bucket and just poured it on me. Needless to say, we shouldn’t go so long without seeing each other.

He cleans me off while I catch my breath, and it’s not until the drive back home that I realize it had only been 23 hours since my afternoon date started the day before.

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