More Rob, Robin and Darin Ch. 01

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.

"That's perfect, Robin...perfect...oh god...suck it...suck it...yeah, suck my cock! Fuck...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...yeah...yeah, that's it!"

She wrapped her hand around the base and stroked him, while shifting to line things up better; she was determined to take it deeper.

She had spit trickling from her lips, while she looked at me, then up at Darin. She gradually worked him into her throat, taking all ten and kissing his pubes. It's fucking amazing to watch...I always wished I could do it. He smiled and nodded his head back with satisfaction, "Yeah...yeah, that's it...suck it good...take it deep...use your throat...oh god, that's it...use your throat!"

I thought how good it felt when she took me all the way...I'd love to give Darin the same pleasure. I was thinking that I should really practice (I'm sure Darin wouldn't mind) and maybe Robin could help; I know it sounds crazy, but maybe my girlfriend could give me deepthroat lessons.

When I got another turn, he pressed against my lips, I opened wide and gently took it into my mouth. It felt so warm, thick and firm; having Darin in my mouth felt natural...so perfect...like I belonged on my knees...you know?

When I wrapped my lips around the head, that beautiful purple head, I could feel its warmth...the life pulsing inside; I wanted it in my lips forever. The head flared out from the shaft...and I loved how that always felt, passing over my lips and tongue. My tongue caressed the bottom of his long cock, as he pumped it deeper. His hand gripped my head and gently guided me, pumping it right up to my throat, and teasing the gag reflex.

I bobbed up and down his shaft, washing ridges and veins that marked the surface, with my tongue. I went lower, settling between his legs and lapping at his balls; they're meaty and heavy...and perfect. Circling the head with my tongue and licking the shaft, I happened to look over at Robin and she wanted to move to the living room.

Things were pretty steamy, but it was definitely time to move things elsewhere. We got up to head for living room, "Buddy, your timing is perfect...you got here just in time for coffee."

"But I think we're out of whip cream," he grinned. "I've got some in my balls, though...it's been about three days."

I grinned and swatted his ass, "Even better, dude! You got timing and you came prepared!"

"Honey, I want that...I want it all! Your cock's always good, but three days' worth is perfect." She laid out over the couch and I shook my head, "I guess we got our marching orders...she wants three days!"

I didn't waste any time and she moaned, "Ahhhh...ahhhh...mmmm...mmmm...ahhhh yeah...suck...suck my pussy!" I suckled her pussy lips and my tongue snaked into the steamy slit.

She ran her hands up over her body, squeezing her breasts and tweaking the hard nipples. Darin stood over top, pushing his dick down to her lips, "Here'ya go...yeah, that's it, take it...take that dick...mmmm...take that dick!"

He started pumping through her lips, while I ate her pussy. He went slow and gradually worked deeper with each thrust; once the muscles of her throat relaxed, he pushed it home.

He kept up a steady, but gentle assault on her throat, and looked over at me, "Ahhhh god...fuck Rob...Rob, she's amazing...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...it's all the way...all the way in...fuck!"

Looking up, "She is...my baby girl's amazing!"

"That's it, sweetie...give him that throat...yeah...yeah...give'm that throat...all that throat!"

I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and fucked with my tongue, before going all clit. I sucked the bud between my lips and worked it with my tongue. Her pussy was shuddering and grinding my face, but I kept at it, till she started bucking. I could hardly breath, and I felt the orgasm pass through her body

Within a short span, Darin was holding her head and pushing himself all the way, gently fucking her throat with short quick thrusts. Definitely on the brink, I could hear it in his moans, "Oh fuck...fuck...fuck...girl, that's gonna...gonna make me cum...fuck...yeah...yeah...yeah...fuck!"

Gurgling around his big shaft, she took it all...all ten inches and all three days, straight down her throat...she got a three-day throatpie. We let her lay back and recover; she was catching her breath.

Hot, throbbing and ready for attention, I stroked my dick, pumping through my fist with long satisfying strokes. It was a raging deep red, with the head, nearing purple and Darin was already on his knees, "Rob I got this!"

"Your turn to be a cock slut," I grinned, "my cock slut!"

I was so ready for some relief, and I could almost feel the touch of his lips, as he sensuously stroked the shaft. His hand wandered up and down the shaft, sensing heat and feeling it pulse, under his touch.

Worshipping, he rubbed it over his face and kissed it sensuously. He swirled his tongue over the tip; it darted over the slit, to lick up drops of sex. He was totally savoring the experience, but I was anxious to slam my hips forward and drive it into his mouth.

Finally, the deep red, swollen plum popped through his lips and he immediately started bobbing. I pumped, but he knew what I needed and got aggressive, slamming it against the limits of his throat.

I watched him start to grow again, his big dick pulsing back to life. He wrapped it in his fist and began stroking it back to its full mouth-watering glory. I leaned forward to slide my hand down his back...his ass was fucking awsome and I couldn't help but respond, "Fuck! That's a smokin hot ass!"

Robin grinned, "I think there's a lot of smokin' hot man ass around here!"

When I pushed fingers inside, he paused to moan, "Yeah...fuck, that's good...fuck my ass...but fuck it with the real thing, dude...gotta fuck me!"

I used the other hand to force him back onto my dick. Again, taking it up to his limits, he worked it till he was out of breath and had to pull off. He looked into my eyes and stroked the shaft, "Ready for me to ride it?"

"Mmmm, I'm always ready." Before I was finished answering him, Robin was running for the lube.

"I really love it when my guys fuck...it's so hot!"

"I bet that cock can make me shoot again."

She handed it to me, and I smeared it over my dick, "Bet it can too...I'll do my best, but dude, I'm not gonna last much longer."

The lube did feel soothing on my dick, but I squeezed myself hard and slapped it over his ass, in an attempt to delay things.

As she watched it disappear between his cheeks, Robin, as usual, got super turned on. She fingered herself and watched him impale himself with dick, taking it all and coming to rest in my lap.

I savored the feel of his beefy, muscled ass, hugging my dick and bathing it in sensuous pleasure. "Fuck, dude, that ass is hungry...hungry for cock! Ahhhh...yeah, I can feel it grabbing my dick! Mmmm, love it...yeah...yeah, so tight...so fucking tight!"

Robin watched as he started to roll his hips, slowly building a rhythm that she recognized as sheer pleasure. She got wet from just watching...and started working her clit. Her erect nipples pulled her areola tight and my mouth watered, thinking about how they'd feel in my lips.

My gaze shifted down over her body, but Darin moaned, "Rob...Rob...fuck me...fuck me...do it...yeah, gimme that load...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...fuck me...fuck me...use that ass...yeah...yeah...yeah...gimme that big load!"

That wasn't my plan...I had taken up the challenge and was determined to make him cum, again. Plus, I was in the mood to make things last...and determined to hold it off.

"Love it...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...oh god, love to ride it...ride that dick!"

"Oh sweetie, me too! It feels so...so fucking good...savor it...use it...use that big cock...ride it!"

We fucked wildly like that, till he was out of breath and I took over. Rolling my body up to meet his ass, I kept things going and pumped hard. He took all I could give, holding himself up with one hand and jerking with the other.

I caught Robin's grin; she was thoroughly enjoying herself and her fingers were racing over her clit.

I took at as deep as I could, and with a few super hard thrusts, he finally lost it. He grunted loud, scattering seed over himself and down through his fingers.

I gradually slowed, but Darin could still feel its steely hardness, bucking and pulsing inside him. I almost stopped to catch my breath, but he moaned, "Just fuck me...keep fuckin' me...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...keeeeeep fuckin' me...yeah!"

He licked his fingers, smearing it over his lips, and I started pumping hard, slamming into his ass, "Yeah...yeah...bend over and I'll fuck you real...uhhhh...uhhhh...real good!"

He rolled off and laid over the couch, while I shoved back into him, from behind. I pulled out completely, before pushing back in, again. I repeated that several times and then really got serious; I started fucking hard, with the longest, greedy strokes I could. With my hips slapping, loud and wet, over his ass, need overwhelmed me, "Oh, fuck...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...yeah, that's sweet...uhhhh...uhhhh...sweet fuckin' ass...sweet fuckin' ass!"

"Fuck! Mmmm...I'll never ever tire of that cock...yeah...yeah...yeah, yer cock's sweet...uhhhh...uhhhh...it feels...feels amazing...fuck me...fuck me!"

My hips pumped faster, and I threw my head back and screamed, "Fuck...fuck...you...you got it...cumming...cumming...Darin...Darin...yeah...yeah...yeah, take it!" I yanked out and jacked like a crazy fucker, till I spilled over his back.

"Fuckin' cover me, dude...cover me...gimme that load...yeah, all that load!"

Robin licked up seed and I managed to speak, "Mmmm...that's the really good stuff, baby girl! Yeah, lick it up good."

"Honey, we need more way more coffee drinks, in the future!"

Darin grinned, "I liked the whip cream, but do you suppose we could get that in our drinks next time?"

Robin lit up, "Now you're talking about a Café Robbé!"

"Café Robbé? What's a Café Robbé?"

"It's like a cum latte, using my cum...but there no reason it couldn't be a Café Darin...you know? Clean up and we'll tell you the whole story over dinner."

"Sounds good...I gotta hear this, though! Maybe we could go get a Café Robbé, tomorrow morning, first thing. You almost always wake up with wood and Robin and I can take care of it for you."

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Several weeks later we were in a coffee shop and I sipped my latte, while waiting for the other drinks.

Robin and Darin were teasing each other about having "cummicinnos," of course. He quietly announced, with a big grin, "We need to double-team Robin's and make it extra creamy, with extra shots."

"Honey, I'll take as many shots as you can give me," she responded with a hush tone.

I was surprised anyone heard, but I watched our cute, tatted barista blush some. It was confirmed, when I picked up the other drinks.

"Two Mocha Frappuccino's for Rob," but under her breath, she whispered, "maybe she can get the extra creamy shots at home?"

She grinned, "have a good one," and turned back to start another drink.