Where Dreams and Reality Collide

When they both seemed to regain some form of consciousness, she kissed him again, while softly sliding his still rigid dick back inside of her. She sat up, straddling him and began to slowly grind forward. She reached for his hand, taking it in hers, and kissed it softly in between the now softer moans of pleasure.

She was truly perfect, he thought to himself. As she slid back onto him, he looked up into her eyes, smiling, still catching the last bits of his breath. He was glad for the slower pace, as the passionate grind of her hips felt just as good, and allowed him to regain his strength for more. When she kissed his hand he just melted. The feeling was so divine. Watching her smile as she rode him, seeing the happiness in her eyes as she glided up and down his shaft, it was priceless. He could tell how bad she wanted this, how she must have wanted this for a long time. Her grin, her giggles, her total joy just resonated. All because she was on top of him at that moment. It was such a beautiful sight.

She leaned back over and kissed his temple, speeding up her pace, but not making it any more forceful. She couldn't help but smile. She was happy, genuinely, to finally feel like all the thoughts in her head made sense. That she was right to feel the way she felt from afar. She nuzzled her head into his neck and kissed him there. "I knew you were always right for me," she whispered softly, and kissed the edge of his ear. For the first time in a long time, she felt as though she had done something right.

He hadn't felt this good in his entire life. And the best part was, she was enjoying it just as much. As she looked at him, he couldn't help but quip back, "If you keep fucking like this, I can be right for you for a long time," giving her a wink and smiling. He knew she wouldn't have expected anything less, as she kept grinding her pussy up and down his cock. His hands raced up and down her sides, grabbing and clawing at her skin. The grip of her pussy milking his dick like an absolute pro.

She giggled as he made the quirky remark, his playfulness being one of the things she enjoyed about him the most. She adored the feelings of his hands all over her, the small of her back was her favorite. She sat up again, placing her hands on his chest, and steadying herself, began to apply more force to every stride. She felt her clit rubbing against his pelvis and she tossed her head back, letting the wave of stimulation run through her.

He pushed upward with each of her strides, meeting her, adding more force every time he entered her. Reaching around her body, grasping the small of her back, he helped rock her back and forth on his shaft, letting her feel every inch of hard penetration with each stride. Her moans grew louder and more frequent. He could tell she was enjoying herself and getting close to another orgasm, and with that he pressed on even harder, determined to make her cum. He pulled her into him by her back, her tits against his chest, her pussy grinding down while he thrust upwards. He kissed her neck and moved to her lips, as passionately as ever.

Her eyes watered because she had never felt this way in her entire life. Every inch of him forcing his way deeper and deeper. Her body was beginning to tense, and yet neither of them were slowing down. She tried to kiss him back but could not, simply because she couldn't help but moan as he worked her up. She gripped the back of his head and closed her eyes. She was moaning louder now, the climax coming. Like an explosion, all she saw was colors. She screamed and curled into him, feeling him go deeper then he had ever before. Her body naturally clenched. And as he kept going, her body convulsed and she felt herself soaked, cum dripping down her thighs and onto his deliciously hard dick which now slid in and out fluidly with ease.

As she came, dripping down his dick, he fucked her thoroughly through her orgasm, and as he felt the pulsating grip of her cumming again and again, he finally lost it. The feeling was so intense that his throbbing cock exploded, releasing the cum it held inside for so long deep inside of her warm snatch. He slowed down, down, down until they reached a complete stop. They were both breathing heavily, trying to catch their exasperated breaths. They looked at each other and smiled, and both started chuckling at each other at the same time. Both of them just had that "I can't believe we actually did that," revelation, immediately followed by the true realization of how awesome the sex actually was. Then he pulled her into him, her pussy full of cum on his softening cock, and kissed her softly, pecking on her lips. He pulled back and just smiled at her. He was so happy to have her to himself.

She couldn't help but smile back, his persona so warm and comforting. Everything about this night had just been perfect. Like jigsaw pieces just falling into place. Her breathing began to slow, she was finally able to collect herself after the mind altering orgasm. They were a mess and neither of them cared, because in this moment, they were perfect. She kissed his eyelids, then his temple, and then his lips. She closed her eyes and spoke softly. "I never want this to be over."

She looked so beautiful. He stared back into her eyes and replied "Me either," as he was still breathing heavily. He ran his hands over her back once more, and down her sides, "and it won't have to be," he whispered back into her ear. They rolled over, collapsing in each others arms, holding each other tight, peaceful and content with everything in the world. A dream come true indeed.