This is a continuation of the "Rob, Robin and Darin" series, documenting the four-year relationship, the three of us shared (and there was a lot of sharing)...please enjoy!
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Darin had her car and he was meeting us at home, but we ran through the drive thru. She ordered my latte and two frappuccinos, one for her and one for Darin. I squeezed her knee, "Robin, it's really sweet the way you always take care of your two guys."
"Well, my guys take care of me," she grinned, "and this weekend's going to be fun, having both of you around.
We got in the house and put a few things away. She had her cup in hand, started laughing and smeared whipped cream across my lips. "Just hold still...let me lick it off."
Before I could say anything, she traced my lips with her tongue and started kissing my face, leaving a wet, sticky traces.
After another attempt to lick my face clean, she was still giggling; as retaliation, I scooped some and dotted the nipples, shining through her shirt.
"Funny man...I think you need to clean that off."
I smirked, "Gladly!" I couldn't turn an invitation like that down; I licked it off and chewed on her nips through the shirt. Trailing gentle kisses over her neck, I slipped off the t-shirt, while she slipped off her bra and stepped out of her pants (no panties...there's a lot to love about a woman, like Robin).
She parked on the stool, leaned back and spread her legs. Teasing me and slowly running her finger through her pussy, "Baby, I need some whip cream right here!"
She squealed, as I topped her nipples with tiny dots and spread some over her pussy. With the whip cream and her legs spread wide, she was cute, smokin' hot...and very edible.
She grinned, "You might need a spoon."
"No, I got all I need right here," and slid my pants and underwear to the floor. My dick bobbed free and stood proud; showing off some, I stroked my hand down over the shaft and jacked it.
She got that sexy, fuck-me smile and whispered, "Yes, you do...the perfect tool for the job!"
While I sucked it from her tits...she rocked them back and forth, just to tease me a little more.
At first, just teasing her clit and licking up the whip cream, I decided to take things all the way. I took my finger and gently pushed some inside; it, sort of, melted inside and started pumping my tongue as deep as I could. She tasted sweet, warm and musky...I traced her labia, dragged my tongue through and made my way back to her clit
That was about where Darin got home...we heard the garage door, and we were both excited to have him join us...the threesome was inevitable.
As he walked into the kitchen, Robin greeted him, "Welcome home sweetie! We got coffee drinks and yours is on the table...it's your favorite! But first you need to join the fun!"
"I think you just combined two favorite things for me...this's brilliant...thanks guys!"
"Yeah dude, but you have to donate your whip cream to this evening's sexual entertainment."
Darin came over with his big, lusty grin, "Sounds fun, but don't stop for me...carry on...I've got an idea for my whip cream!" He pulled the top off the cup, dropped to the floor and spread it over my dick, topping the head with a glob.
He leaned forward immediately and started licking, up and down, the rock-hard cock. Thoroughly working the head and shaft, he took each of my balls into his mouth and sucked. His hand cupped them, and he rolled them back and forth. Then he stroked the throbbing shaft, feeling the pulse of every vein that defined the rock-hard flesh.
Frantically working his tongue, he was stroking and sucking it all over; he anxiously pushed half of it into his mouth, but I put my hand on the back of his head, nudging him to take more. "Fuck...fuck...Darin...Darin...that's good...so good...fuckkkk...take...take my dick!"
He licked over the long meaty shaft and groaned, as his mouth closed around the head, again. He popped it out, admired it, and grinned. "I think we should try the whip cream again...I think it's an aphrodisiac!"
Again, he pushed his mouth down over it, with his tongue gliding and dancing wildly over the hard flesh. He impaled himself, over and over, savoring every inch as it passed through his lips. He tried to take it all and clearly celebrated the way it teased his throat. We had fallen into a satisfying rhythm, but he finally pulled off and looked up, "Wanna do mine, now?"
I looked up at Robin, "Wanna do his?"
She jumped down, "Please have a seat, young man."
He handed her his cup and we started covering his dick with the last of the whip cream. His dick arched out away from his body like a big thick hook, bobbing as he stood to take the throne. His cock, rock-solid, was a looker that you couldn't help but admire, want...and even crave.
That said, Robin and I were mesmerized, and we couldn't wait to share it. I pushed his legs aside and we dropped to suck him, Robin took the right half and I had the left half.
"Yeah...yeah, go for it, be my cock sluts...yeah...yeah, that's it...be my cock sluts...mmmm, so good...feels so good!"
Our tongues tangled over the top of his dick and we kissed. The kiss was short-lived, and we got back to it, running my lips over the shaft while Robin took the head. " Oh fuck...fuck...fuckin' work it...work that big dick...yeah, be my cock sluts...yeah...yeah...that's it!"
Going back and forth, Robin first then me...we took turns. I remember she held it with both hands...and worshipped it, licking at the underside. She took the head into her mouth, as if it was precious and licked it all over; she loved his cock...we both loved his cock.
