Creamer in My Dreamer Pt. 02

At the mega gas station nearby, I was sure that they not only had condoms but morning-after pills too. If I were going to fuck Emilio again, I would have to put a condom on him this time, even though I didn't want to. I just couldn't be getting pregnant...not that this was the worst time financially, but it certainly wasn't ideal to get pregnant by a barely legal guy who didn't even know he was fucking me.

Emilio wandered off into the snack section while I told him I was going to the medicine aisle. Next to that aisle was the morning-after pills in stock. Expensive as shit, but at least I could actually afford it now. I took a quick look at the condoms by it and immediately grabbed Magnum. Perfect for his size.

"What are those?" I heard Emilio laugh right behind me. He startled me, and I quickly hid the cover of the morning-after pill box with the condom package.

"Just some condoms."

"For what?"

"Sex, obviously."

"Oh...you have a boyfriend?" he looked a little disappointed, biting his lower lip to hide his pouting.

"Sort of." I smiled, though I didn't want him to further press on about it. "Did you get everything you need?"

He peered over me and then took a step towards some actual medicine.

"I'm getting some sleeping pills."

This made me freeze up a bit. "Why...you seem to be sleeping fine?"

"Well, I've been getting up too early. It's summer. I want to sleep in all day."

"That's not healthy, but you do you."

Was he teasing me on purpose? There was no way he didn't know about last night. But I didn't want to mention it just yet.

At the counter, he paid for his things, but was short on change. I decided to go ahead and pay for his things.

In the car, I realized he had gotten some coffee.

"No wonder you struggle with sleep. That's a lot of coffee."

"I add lots of creamer, though. It counteracts it."

"Whatever you say."

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Back at the house, I began pulling weeds from the garden, wearing the tight white shorts that barely fit me now that I had gained some weight. It was the only pair I had brought because the other shorts had wine spilled all over them. Now these shorts may have gotten dirty too, now that I was in the dirt, but I didn't care. From the corner of my eye, I could see Emilio wearing only his swimming trunks, doing his part scooping debris out of their backyard pool. His friends were coming over today to swim, so I was eager to hurry up with this chore so I could sit with them and watch them all swim. I was excited to see these shirtless guys playing around in the water and showing off my new tight black bathing suit that showed off my deeper curves and larger tits and ass.

Tomorrow, I plan to swim naked in the pool because he is going to be out of the house that day with his friends.

Just as I finished up the garden, I looked back at Emilio. His body was sweaty and gleaming in the sun, and reminded me of last night and how hot it was. I couldn't wait for the night to come.

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That night, I watched a movie in the living room after his friends left. He was in his trunks still and shirtless, sitting right next to me. His friends had played around with me a bit earlier that day. They thought it was a good idea to grab me from the sun lounge chair and throw me into the pool, which pissed off Emilio so much that he sent them all home. It didn't bother me, actually. I thought it was funny, in fact, but the way Emilio looked so animalistic and possessive when this happened turned me on so much, even if I thought it was a bit of an overreaction. I still hoped Emilio would go out with his friends tomorrow because I still wanted the pool to myself for the day.

"I can't wait to get away from my parents." He confessed to me midway through the movie.

"Why?"

"They're such assholes."

He began to explain how abusive they were to him growing up. I was shocked to hear that they had slapped him and even kicked him a few times just for asking questions about their authority. He never fought back but instead went to hide in his room. I mean, I believed him. Upon meeting them, they didn't seem like the nicest people. Though I wondered if Emilio was the handful as they claimed. He was breaking a lot of rules, but nothing out of the ordinary of eighteen year old behavior.

"I'm sorry, honey...this is why you should apply to college and live in the dorms. Get a job and become independent."

"No...I can't really afford it soon enough. To be honest, I haven't looked for work or looked into school because I'm depressed."

"I hope those pills you got aren't to enable yourself. To fall further into depression, I mean."

"No! Sorry, I don't want you to get that impression. I just...really like sleeping and the feeling of being half awake. I can never tell if I'm dreaming when I am or not. It's fun!"

"I see."

During the rest of the movie, I could feel the magnetic pull between us. Midway through the movie, he opened up a second can of soda and downed two sleeping pills. My heart thudded delightfully at this, then I began to relax as I watched his eyes get heavier and heavier by the minute.

By the end of the movie, I didn't think he'd already be asleep as he seemed to still be paying attention to it, but when I turned to ask him if he wanted to watch another movie, he fell right into my lap headfirst, snoring.

"Honey?" I tousled his curly hair and felt him drool right into my crotch. This gave me an idea. I removed myself from him and pushed the glass table to the side. Then I dragged his limp body into the middle of the carpeted floor. I clapped my hands again over him and even nudged him with my foot. He was really knocked out. I began to undress.

I removed his trunks and was pleased to see he was rock hard already.

I went to grab the condoms, my hands trembling with excitement as I ripped the foil open. I knelt beside him and grabbed his cock, sliding down the rubber to the base. Before I thought of mounting him, I went to glide my pussy lips over his mouth and nose. I couldn't get his mouth open all the way, so I opted to glide my hot pussy a few times over his face. Now his face was wet with my cum, and I loved the sight of this as I went ahead to ride him.

I rode him for a little bit this time, focusing on how I should be moving on him to make myself cum. I wanted to try new positions before cumming. Although Emilio was skinny, he was not light. I went to turn reverse cowgirl on him and then tried to pull him back to our side. It was hard to maneuver him. Somehow, he awakened a little, remaining asleep, and suddenly he was on his hands and knees weakly behind me, doggy style.

"Emilio?"

He didn't answer but instead snored, and I felt him dribble down my shoulder. Then Emilio went back to full sleep, his heavy weight crashing onto my back, making me drop flat on my stomach. He was now flat on me but still inside my pussy.

I began to twerk my ass up and down a little to see if that would do anything to hit my G spot. It did, and it felt incredible with every thrust I made with my hips going up and down swiftly. I reached down to play with my clit as I kept bobbing my ass up and down beneath him. It took a while, and I was breathing hard and slow, trying to keep up with my building orgasm.

Finally, I came hard around his cock, my sounds vibrating throughout our bodies. I took a moment to catch my breath and sighed with satisfaction. He snored on as I pushed with all my might to get him off me. He rolled off me heavily, his eyes still shut tight. I checked his cock to make sure the condom didn't slip off or break. I gasped when I saw the condom was gone. To my shock, the condom was deep inside me. I had come so hard my orgasm sucked the condom right off him. I pulled the condom out of me and saw that he came a little inside it, but it must have been precum because it wasn't a lot. I couldn't blame him, as condoms never really felt good to men.

Once I threw away the condom, I came back to him, seeing how cute and sweet he was lying there naked and used as I got dressed.

I did my best trying to pick him up and was eventually able to throw him on the couch. I went to put his trunks back on and couldn't help but kiss him gently on his lips. They were so soft and warm and still soaked with my fluids. His lips almost felt like what I imagined my pussy to feel like. Before I could slip my tongue in, his eyes fluttered open.

To my shock, my kiss woke him up.

"Hm?" he grumbled.

I wasn't sure if he realized I kissed him.

"What time is it?" he said, looking around, yawning. Guess he didn't notice. A few hours had passed since the movie ended.

"Movie ended a while back its like 3 in the morning. You should go to bed."

He nodded and groggily made his way back to his room. I heard him mutter a question to himself about why his face was so wet and smelly once he was upstairs, which made me smirk a bit.

I really wanted to tell him that I fucked him, but I wasn't sure how to go about it. I decided the next night I would confess my feelings and maybe even offer to help him get away from his shitty parents.