Chapter 22: The Dream Is Real
**”Dream and love are just words - until you decide to experience them.”-Paulo Coelho.**
**Alexis**
This is it. I am having sex with my number one pornstar. It is my wildest dream coming true, and even better he really seems to like me. It is almost magical. Magic is a kind of dream, and love is a dream, and hope is a dream. Without our dreams, there is no sweetness, and no purpose to life. I have found my purpose in the arms of the most unexpected gift.
He asks if I am okay. I smile, “Yes, it feels really good.” Johnnie sits back but still keeps moving in and out. His movements are ramping up, igniting my core. He plays with my breasts as he moves his hips. Watching him move in and out is so hot too. His grunts and moans, fully enjoying the feel of me and it has me feeling over the moon. He is enjoying this as much as I am. He holds my hips, bringing my body down, as he thrusts his cock inside. I moan loudly.
“You're so beautiful...you feel so good. Tight as fuck,” he winks as he grabs a tube of massage oil and drizzles it all over my chest. My back arches off the bed as he rubs the oil all over.
He spends time on my breasts, then my nipples. He pulls his cock out. I let out an automatic whimper. “Aww..you miss me,” he teases.
“Yeah,” I pout.
He chuckles, “It's not over. I am far from finished. I want to have some fun with you. Roll over.” I do as he says. He places me in position with my ass in the air. I feel liquid drizzle all over my ass. His hands massage the oil in. He is very thorough too. “Your ass is phenomenal,” I respond to his compliment with a shake. “Mmmm....fuck,” he moans as he smacks my ass making me yelp. “Want more?”
“Yes...give me more.”
He chuckles, “My Babygirl likes it.”
“So so much...I need more.”
“How much do you need it? Enough to beg?” he asks.
“So so badly...come on baby put it back in. Make me scream.”
He leaned over my back and our bodies touched. He turns my face and then kisses me hard and messy. Suddenly, he pushes in and I moan, which is accompanied by his incredible cock gliding in rapidly. His hand cups my breast as he moves deeper inside me. “More more more,” I chant.
“This isn't too much?” he asks.
“No, give me more, Johnnie!”
He leans back and it's like my approval gives him the invitation to fuck me with everything that he has. “Damn, you feel so good,” he growls deeply as he plungs inside me. Our bodies clap together. His hands press into my back pulling me into his thrusting.
“Mmm...fuck...more...harder.” He smacks my ass. The sting tightens my pussy in response. “More....YES!!!”
“Fuck!” he cries out loudly. He rubs his finger along my butthole and slowly slides his finger in.
I cry out in ecstasy as I have my body overly used and filled with quaking tantalizing pleasure.
Our bodies feel magnetic, connected beautifully together. Our breathing is sharp and uneven with shaky moans. “Mmmm...fuck..you're so tight.” He makes me feel special even though he's probably done this hundreds of times, I feel lucky at this moment and hopefully, there are many more to come. I moan. He pulls out and spins me around onto my back again. He lies over the top of me.
His eyes land on mine as he eases into me slowly, he is gentle and caring. Tears fill my eyes. He kisses them away as his movements gently warm me up. He slides his hands on mine above my head, we bind our fingers together like this, it is absolutely beautiful. This is making love. This is true intimacy, a closeness that I have never felt before. He kisses up and down my neck. He moves with me, as his hand comes between us. He rubs my clit slowly, adding to my ultimate goal. I am so close. “Yes yes yes...don't stop,” I cry.
“Mmmm... Go go go. Cum for me,” he says as he rubs my clit faster. I climax and feel his cock moving urgently as I cum hard, tightening around his masterful cock. I cry out his name. He grunts as he cums inside. I can feel his liquid fill the condom. He lays on top of me, resting his head in the crook of my neck.
“Thank you.”
“For what?” he says as he leans away to look at me.
“For picking me.”
He strokes my cheek, “Alexis, there was no contest, when it came to you. You, I wanted you from the first moment I laid my eyes on your beautiful face. Best of all, you're mine now. Love is the one thing I have been scared to feel. But with you, I feel honored to even have you in my life.” His delicate strokes have me tearing up. I am an emotional mess. “Are you crying?” I cover my face with my hands. “Awe, come here.” Johnnie sits up and pulls me, so l am sitting between his legs. He wraps his arms around me. I rest my tired head on his shoulder. We just sit like this for a while until we lay down in bed. He keeps his arms wrapped around me as if he would let go, this would all disappear. “You're everything to me.” He tugs lightly on my hair and brings me to his lips. We kiss until we fall asleep.