Driving back and forth to Champaign, Darin always tried to spend much of the summer, camped out at our house. Though, since Benji came into the picture, he was spending a little more time on campus.
Anyway, it was Wednesday evening, and he was with us through the weekend...and maybe Monday; he had a summer class starting on Tuesday. I had just helped him sharpen the pruners with a whetstone and we were doing some gardening before it got dark.
There was a nice breeze, pleasant after the hot summer day and perfect for working outside...but Robin had more erotic gardening needs. She was finished with planting and lounging on the chaise, "Oh gardener...gardener, where's your handsome partner?"
I kept working, "He's out-front deadheading planters and the border."
"Well, I could use some garden help over here." When I turned, she had a big ass smile and had lifted her shirt. The areola that I loved to have in my lips, sat proudly atop her succulent, breasts. They were perky and firm, but big enough to crease nicely from all the weight...breathtaking to say the least. Needless to say, the gardening was going to wait, and I smiled, tossing my pruners on the table.
"You know...I was just thinking you might need some attention," I grinned, kicking off the flip-flops. The fabric was stretching tight over the rapid growth, in my shorts. I stood within reach, where she could lean forward and pull down my shorts; she rubbed the expanding outline in my briefs. It was undeniably thick and irresistible, but getting bigger...she smiled, "I do need some help, but let me help you first?"
She slipped the briefs down, and admired the weaving cock, just inches from her face. She stared, mesmerized, as it overwhelmed her with a hungry ache, completely centered between her legs. Darin was around the corner, and I yelled, "Robin could use some help over here, dude...come on back!"
Once rounding the corner and seeing what was up, he got a huge smile, too. "This's gonna be fun," he grinned and pulled his dick out, "You know...I really don't mind gardening at all."
She opened her lips and took my dick, wasting no time in taking it deep...right up to her throat. My fingers dug into her thick hair, as I pumped my hips, to fuck through her lips.
After a few minutes of serious face-fucking, I pulled out, grinning, "Ride me, sweetie!"
"Trade'ya places," she got up and tossed her clothes aside, while I took her place.
Standing naked on the patio, she hiked her leg over me, and planted a foot on each side. Spread wide, she straddled me and pressed the head just inside her pussy. She slowly lowered herself, till she was completely filled and resting in my lap. When she hit bottom, she tossed her head back, moaning, "Mmmm...mmmm...yeah...yeah, that's perfect...that's what I need!"
Lustfully fucking herself on my cock, she started riding faster; before I could collect my thoughts, she was full-on cowgirl, poking her cervix, again and again. I groaned, "Oh god...yeah...yeah...that's it, take it all!"
Stretched tight and gripping, her pussy sucked my cock; it almost turned inside-out each time she lifted herself up off me.
Fucking wildly and grinding, we savored a shared lust. Her tits hung heavy and bounced, and my gaze was fixed. I reached up to grab them: and leaning forward, I went back and forth, sucking the nipples.
We both groaned as she pumped and rolled her hips, each time coming to rest in my lap and filling herself with rock-hard flesh. She leaned back and started working her clit; squeezing again and again, I could feel her savoring its girth with her pussy's rhythmic caress.
With orgasm building, she rode harder, grinding my cock as deep as it could go. I dug my hands into her hips and pushed it deep. Finally, she was overwhelmed and squealing, "Ahhhh...ahhhh, deep...fuck me deep...yeah...yeah...yeah...yeah...yessssssssssssss!"
With her, wildly convulsing around the deep-thrusting flesh, I took over and fucked her through it. Once she came out of the clouds, she was still clinging tight to my cock; it felt amazing...and I plunged deep into her belly and held her tight.
She leaned down to kiss me, while I gripped her ass, digging my fingers into each cheek. "You've certainly honed your gardening skills...but I need to tend to my gardeners' needs...and their very handsome...um garden tools."
I smiled, "Much obliged Miss...this's a very attractive garden to tend...always a pleasure," gently kissing her lips.
"You know you can tend my garden any time, but let me help with those big, beefy, garden tools."
Darin was laughing, over the exchange, "You know this garden tool, over here, is rock-hard...probably needs a good stroking...a polishing...and maybe a draining. He gripped the base and waved it around, "You think you could help me with my garden tool?"
In the warmth of the afternoon sun, his handsome cock almost looked like a fantasy; it was curving upright and hovering over his abs. He pumped his fist over the enticing ten inches and kept it bobbing sensuously over his pubes.
She tumbled off, looking at us with a huge grin, "Sweetie, just bring it over here and I'll stroke it for you." She pulled my dick towards her lips and wrapped her lips around the shaft. While she stroked Darin with her other hand, she savored the solid, pulsing heat of his erection.
After a few, she switched things up and took him into her mouth; Darin was a bit longer and thinner, but perfect...she had two perfect guys...and two perfect cocks. She pushed it inside and, felt its heat on her tongue. Running her lips up and down the shaft, she took it deeper; she groaned into the mouthful of hard flesh, cupping his balls, and sucking his big, beautiful dick.
She pumped me harder, as Darin groaned, "Fuck...fuck yeah! Robin...fuck, that's...that's good...ahhhh...ahhhh...fuck!"
Darin pulled himself out and grinned, "What do you think, Rob? Is she ready for some planting?"
The way she had taken to both cocks, I knew her pussy was on fire. I put my hand went between her legs, and dipped a finger inside, "Oh, she's definitely ready."
She giggled, "I'm more than ready...for some planting."
We got her back on the chaise, on her knees and sucking me, again. Meanwhile, Darin positioned himself between her legs, and gripped the firm, rounded flesh. She shuddered when he smacked one cheek and then the other; she always loved to be swatted and he grinned, "You're such a bad, little girl, Robin...but you got a couple handsome...and horny gardeners to set you straight."
He shoved a couple fingers inside her, probing deep and fucking.
Once he replaced them with cock and started pumping, I grinned, "I know you like this...you love sucking a hot, hung gardener, while the other hot, and very hung gardener fucks you from behind!"
She groaned in response, almost gagging on my cock. With each thrust, Darin slowly withdrew till just the tip was inside and humped forward, sinking his long, cock all the way.
We were both hot, and horny as shit, fucking deep and hard...she loved to be fucked full-of-cock, and submitting to her guys. We knew she loved to be dominated, so, Darin grabbed her hips and started pounding away.
I pulled out and teased her face with my dick, while she groaned, "Yeah...yeah...yeah, I love hung gardeners...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...fuck me...fuck me!"
I grinned at Darin, "My turn, dude," and he moved aside, to let me plow her. I pushed inside and groaned, "Fuckkkk...baby girl...that's it...squeeze my dick...yeah, that's it...squeeze it!" I started driving my dick hard, into her pussy...taking it deep...and churning her insides.
We went on taking turns, going from pussy to mouth; I think we swapped three or four times, before Darin was on the brink and grinning, "It's definitely my turn now, Dude...let me in there...I'm gonna shoot!"
When he slid his cock inside, she arched her back and pushed herself back onto it; he really didn't last much longer, before moaning, "Fuck...fuck...mmmm...oh fuck...so close...so fuckin' close...I'm... cumming...fuckkkkkin...fillin' it...fillin' yer pussy!"
We were both pumping faster, and she sensed urgent need; she wanted to satisfy us, but she wanted it too. She wanted to feel it inside...she wanted to taste it...she wanted to be filled...she wanted it trickling down her chin and down her thighs.
She was rubbing her clit, again, and I think we both felt her tighten, squeezing her spit-roasting gardeners. I tipped her head up, "Look at me, sweetie...watch me while we fuck you."
Grabbing her ass with both hands and shoving his cock deep, Darin thrust hard and gave her his big load; he shot hot pulses deep inside her belly, "Yeah...yeah...yeah, cum...fuck...cumming...cumming...cumming!" It was only a couple minutes, before I painted her throat, but he kept pumping into the seed, till we were both finished.
I pulled out, as she swallowed; my dick hung heavy, bobbing, and glistening with spit and cum. Robin was on the verge, and working her clit, like there was no tomorrow. I stood there panting and rubbing it over her lips, while she cut loose.
Moaning into the evening breeze, as orgasm took her, "Oh god...oh god...fuck me...fuck me...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...yeah, fuck me...don't...don't stop!" Darin stayed in her, thrusting till her moans became pleasured screams, "Oh god...Darin...Darin, fuck me...fuck me...mmmm, sooooo good...don't stop...oh god, don't stop...don't stop!"
She was still a little, fuck-hazed and breathless, when she felt Darin finally pull out; she said, "Baby, come up here and let me clean that big, garden tool." Reaching for it, her hand felt full, and her lips anxiously widened, as she moved closer.
I looked at him, "She's right, dude...the best gardeners always clean their tools."
We laughed...and I was admiring the creampie he left; when I spread her legs, she squealed, "Sweetie, what're you doing?"
"I just want my tool cleaned," and shoved it back inside, "and I know you love sloppy seconds!"
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