A college student dreams getting satisfied by more than one man.
Taylor stared up at the ceiling in Xochitl's room. The light moved as the curtains shifted with the cool breeze. Xochitl's black hair glimmered in the morning light on the pillows beside him. He watched her sleeping for a while, enjoying the sight. She moved and shifted in the bed, with a little smile...
"Morning, Tay."
"Good morning, Xo" Taylor smiles down at her. "What were you dreaming about, babe?"
Sleepily, eyes still closed, "I had a weird dream. I was with you and we were doing it, but then you were someone else, and we were still having sex. Then you changed again. But the other guys weren't people I knew. And I kind of didn't want to do it. But then I did want to. Dreams are so weird."
Taylor smiled. "Caught ya! I could tell you were doing the nasty in your dreams. Was is hot?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" She smiled and flipped over, wiggling her behind against his groin.
"Sorry, Xo, I wish I could stay, but I gotta get to work." Taylor kissed her and caressed her body a little before getting up out of the bed.
Xochitl mock begged "Oh c'mon... last night you fell asleep early, and now you have to run off to work?"
"You know how Ginnie is about us being on time. She will dock my pay. I gotta go." He leaned over, kissed her deeply and pulled his jeans on. Xochitl leaned back on her pillow and closed her eyes.
"Okay, but you owe me!" she said.
Xochitl isn't really getting enough fucking. Taylor works in the lumber section of the hardware store, cutting wood and loading it for walk-ins. Xo is in classes at weird times, so often, they have opposite schedules. Today is a perfect example: he has to work and she doesn't have a class until 6 pm. She thinks about sex all the time during the stretch when Taylor is working the day shift and she has classes in the evening.
At around 11:30, her phone bings. A text, from Taylor, "get your ass over here babe dress cute for me ; )"
Xochitl's class is a hours aways, so she pulls on some lacy panties, a cute bra, a pair of her favorite "going out" jeans and a tight tee.
Half an hour later, she swoops in the doors at the store, aware that Taylor's buddies are looking. She knows most of them pretty well from gatherings and parties. Taylor isn't in the lumber section, but chilling instead at the counter with a few friends. His boss, Ginnie, is working the register. Taylor greets Xochitl, then nods at Ginnie.
"Taking my lunch break, Ginnie."
He walks Xochitl through the maze-like corridors at the back of the building. It is springtime, so the place is hopping: everyone is out on the floor helping customers get their wood cut, their supplies for their projects, or working the register. What with the saws, cash registers and all, it's loud out there.
"I have something special planned for you, baby."
Taylor leads her back to the night watchman's room. Since Ed retired, there is no night watchman: Ginnie still hasn't found the right guy. There's a platform-like bed, a small sink and a pretty much empty chest of drawers. Wan light filters in through the frosted glass window. The hillside behind the building is overgrown with ivy, and some hanging oaks... no one goes back there because of the poison oak growing at the edges. Taylor explains that some of the guys use this room to nap in.
They burst into the small room, giggling in the sudden silence as the door slams shut. Xochitl feels silly, and naughty, like she did when she was in high school and found some time to get it on. Taylor grabs her from behind holding her wrists tight in his. She squeals and wiggles, pretending to try to get away, to no avail. "Ah, you like that, huh, you little slut."
He pulls down her jeans, and tugs her shirt up to expose her bra. The clink of his belt buckle makes her want to come right then and there. Her clit is feeling hot and distended. He slips his hand halfway down into her pants, pulls her hips against his half unbuckled pants and bites the back of her neck.
More squealing ensues. Her nipples are hard. Taylor teases her by biting and sucking on her neck. Arching her back, she leans her neck into his biting teeth and her ass into his jeans.
"Don't you give me hickies! I don't want all my girlfriends laughing at me!"
"Try to stop me..." he growls, and then whispers "You know you love it... Tell me you want me to keep going."
"Please..." she whispers, giggling. He likes to act like he's the boss. She lets him think he is, at least during sex. It's hotter that way.
He nips at her nipples through her thin tee-shirt, then pulls up her shirt and pushes her toward the narrow bed, while twirling her nipples firmly between his callused finger. She falls on the bed and says "Oh come on, take it out... I wanna see it!"
Taylor lifts his chin, and looks down on her with narrowed eyes. "Say please."
"Please."
"Please what?" His eyes crinkle.
"Please, please fuck me!" she lisps... Taylor cracks up.
Taylor pulls out his dick, which is hard and practically peeping out from the waistband of his boxers. The head looks huge from Xo's level. He stops to strip his plaid shirt off, then his wife-beater undershirt. His body is finely muscled, with smooth, skin, browned from the sun. She sits up and leans her cheek in against his stomach, follows his treasure trail with her tongue and breathes on the tip of his dick. She lowers her mouth and gently breathes on the head as it rears. Taylor groans softly in the penumbra, reaching down to fondle her nipples.
"Enough lovey-dovey shit, let's fuck before Ginnie wonders where I am." He throws her on the bed, slips on a condom from Xo's purse and fucks her, but comes too quickly. She fakes it as she sees him coming, because she'd rather have the story be that they both came when they did it at his job.
He lays on top of her, breathing heavily. "Sorry I came so quick. I'm kind of freaked out that Ginnie will come by and find me bare-assed." He rolls over and removes his condom, ties it in a knot and sticks it in his pocket. "Aw, no problem, babe... but a quickie doesn't really take care of business." Xochitl grins up at him.
Taylor's head whips around toward her as he buckles his belt. "Did you really come? Or did you fake it?" Xochitl buries her face in the firm canvas of the mattress cover and giggles. Taylor throws himself down at her side. "I told you not to do that!"
Xochitl smiles at him. "It's still good, baby, but it takes more than that to make me come."
"Hey, remember when we were talking about having a threesome? I told Jenner that you were coming by. He's so into you. Plus, I think you might have been dreaming about him this morning..." He smiles at her, raising eyebrows suggestively.
