Robin removed my shirt, then hers, exposing her bare breasts, nipples already hard. She moved closer, tugging my belt loose, and opened the top of my pants. With my trousers around my ankles she pushed me back on the bed, and took my shoes and socks off, before removing my last item of clothing.
Once naked, she encouraged me to lay back, her mouth settling in between my legs. It didn’t take her long to get me hard and she seemed content to get me off with her willing mouth. After my strenuous last couple of days, I was happy to let her. I pulled a couple of pillows in place under my head, and watched her pleasure me. Life was good. Then again, so was Robin.
It only took a few minutes of her best effort to having me groan out my release. She finished me off, sucking me dry, before reclining beside me. “There. Doesn’t that feel better? All the work stress gone. You can relax and enjoy your evening.”
“That was perfect. Exactly what I needed. Thanks.” I drew her closer, kissing her lips softly, those generous lips that had worked so diligently for my pleasure.
“Are you going to miss me, Jack?” she asked softly.
I eased her onto her back, looking her in the eye. “I know I joke around a lot, rarely taking anything serious. I want to make sure you understand that I’m being very serious now.” I had my hand on her face, my thumb caressing her cheek. “When you first moved in here with us, I was worried about the dynamics and having you around. Not now. I love having you here. There’s so much wonderful about you. I’m going to miss you terribly. I hope that you remember where you’re wanted, and spend a lot of time with us.”
She looked sad. “Maybe you might miss me, but I doubt any of the others will.”
“You’re wrong. It’s true that things were awkward at the beginning, and the stuff between you and your sister made it worse. But once we got past that, you became part of us. You are different in so many ways, all of which contribute wonderfully to what we have under this roof. I think we can all agree that the central dynamic of this house is what Debbie, Beth and I have going. But what you bring to the table would be the next most valuable.”
She laughed self-consciously. “You don’t have to butter me up, Jack. I know what I am. I know how I fit in. And you of all people should know that as long as I’m under this roof, I’m a sure thing. No sucking up required.”
I sat up, and quietly removed her tennis shoes and socks. “Jack, I…”
I hushed her, massaging her feet gently for a few moments. I helped her out of her shorts and panties, then leaned in licked her gently. “Please, Jack, I should clean up…”
Again I shushed her with a smile. I went down on her for a few minutes, nothing crazy, just being intimate. I was hard when I sat up, opened her legs, and pressed my cock head against her pink petals. I eased inside of her, taking a few leisurely strokes to get fully buried. I straightened out over her, my face over hers, and kissed her softly. “It’s sad.” I told her while stroking her easily. “It’s only now, as you’re leaving, that we’ve ironed out all our differences and found how to integrate you in with everybody else. There’s so much more for us, you can’t be a stranger.”
She was looking at me solemnly, the most serious I’d ever seen her. “Please Jack, don’t.”
I slowed my motion, brushing her hair back. “Don’t what?”
“Don’t make this more difficult than it is. When all I am is a fuck-toy, it’s hard enough. If you make me out to be something more, I’m not sure I can handle it.”
I leaned in and kissed her passionately, expressing my desire for her. She returned it in spades. “I’m not going to lie to you, or hide the way things are. I’m hoping for the best for you and Ron, you deserve it, and I think he’s a great guy. But don’t think for a minute I won’t be a little jealous. You are special. It’s not easy to get through your defenses, but now that we have, I’m not going to take you for granted.” I kissed her softly, our tongues moving together easily.
She whimpered softly, when I extended the length of my stroke into her, working a little firmer. “You are a sweet fuck, Robin,” I whispered, “and when it comes to playing in groups there’s no one better.”
She grinned, “Does that mean we should invite some friends in?”
I smiled back at her. “Not now. This one is just for me. To enjoy you the way I should more often.” Her legs were wrapped around me, while she angled her hips to accept me better. “Promise me that after you leave, you’ll still visit often.”
She gazed into my eyes, searching. “As often as you’ll let me.”
I was stroking faster, finding it harder to talk. “What is it about you that gets me so worked up? I come for you faster than for anybody else.”
She smiled. “I’m not like the others. I’m only here for your gratification. All I want is for you to come for me. That’s what makes me happy. I have no other expectations than being yours to use whenever you want, however you want. Can you come for me now, Jack? Fill your cum-bucket?”
She was right. Her only desire had always been to have me use her, somehow. “My sweet little cum slut. God you know how to make a guy feel good,” I gasped. I rose up on my knees, opening them wide and fucking her for all I was worth. I didn’t worry about what felt good for her, or how close she was to coming. I had no concern over what positions she liked. I was going to fuck her how I wanted.
As my need to come peeked, I pulled out of her, moving up her body. “Face,” I gasped, stroking hard. She lifted her chin, and opened her mouth, providing an eager and willing target. I painted her prettily, claiming her.
She smiled, rubbing my cream on her face, licking her finger clean. “You don’t mind if I wear it proudly for a while?” she asked.
“Please. Let me know if you need it refreshed.”