The Painter
written by:
Hot Rider

As some of you know, David was seriously injured in a car accident late last year. We have not been able to make love for ten months. He had three vertebrae fused in his back and they are still working on his knees and hip. We have tried to make love twice, but I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was in pain. I love him too much to hurt him. We have always had very strong libidos and our sexual relationship has always been intense. We love each other very much. He loves me enough that, since he could no longer satisfy me and give me a normal sexual relationship, he has been encouraging me to find an anonymous sex partner. I have resisted. In the past, David has watched me have sex with many men, but at those times, David was able to satisfy me as well. Now he can't. After the accident, if I found a man just for sex, it would seem like cheating to me. That may sound silly, but it is how I feel. I am going crazy with no other sex than my toys or David's mouth. I really need a good hard cock to fuck me until I am sated. I finally got a good hard fucking last Saturday.

We have spent the summer in another city where David can get better medical treatment than is available in our rural area. We came home this weekend to take care of some things around the house. I was out mowing early Saturday morning. The grass had gotten so tall; I had to make 3-4 passes over the same spot before I could get it low enough. It was getting really hot out there too.

The painters were here yesterday finishing the updates to our house. As I was mowing, one of them came back to put on the last few finishing touches. He had to paint the part that's really high up in the eaves and above the fish scale on the front of the house. He is a good looking guy in his mid twenties I think.

I took one look at him and went back inside. I took off my cut offs and t-shirt. Instead, I put on my skimpiest white bikini. I went back outside and began to mow again. I can see him watching me. It is hot and he took off his shirt to paint. He is really cute, not overly muscular, but he has that tight hard body one sees on twenty something men who do physical labor.

I kept mowing for about an hour. I could see him watching me as I rode around the front yard. It seemed like he was taking an awfully long time to paint the small area above the fish scale. I decided to take a break from mowing. When I got off the mower, I walked over to the ladder and asked how he was doing. He told me fine, but he could really use some ice water. I went and made each of us a glass. I climbed up the ladder to the porch roof and gave him his. His body was covered in sweat, making his broad chest glisten in the sun. I could feel his eyes burning into my body. Beads of sweat were trickling down between my breasts. With that small bikini top and him slightly above me, sweat was not the only thing visible to his burning gaze. I know all of my breasts were visible to him except the nipples.

We made small talk and then I turned to go back down the ladder. I made sure I turned my back to him as I bent over to get onto the ladder. That tightened my ass muscles and pulled my bikini bottom tight into the crack. He rushed over and helped me get on the ladder. He put his arm around my waist and held me steady as I moved over the ladder. I started climbing down. When my face was even with his crotch I looked and saw a very impressive bulge in his jeans. I looked up into his face. His eyes were riveted to my almost exposed tits. I smiled and thanked him for his help. As I climbed down to the ground, I could still feel his eyes on me. When I reached the bottom, I looked up at him again. I caught him rubbing the bulge in his jeans. He quickly snatched his hand away, but the outline of his cock was still clearly visible, even from the bottom of the ladder. He was blushing as I smiled and thanked him again. I made sure my ass had a nice sway to it as I walked into the house. Just from the way he was looking at me, and of course his hot body, he had me very wet.

When I got inside, David had decided we needed to go to the store. That is about twenty miles away. He is able to drive himself now and has been for about three months. I told him I had a headache from the mowing and for him to go on without me. He left for town a few minutes later. I knew it would take him a minimum of thirty minutes to drive to town, at least an hour at the store and then another thirty minutes to drive back. That gave me at least two hours. I called him on his cell and asked him to go to Lowe's and pick up some bedding plants I wanted. That is in another town even further away and added another ninety minutes to his trip. I now had at least three and a half hours before he could possibly get home.

I went back into the house, freshened my makeup and brushed my hair. Still wearing my bikini, I went back out to the ladder. He was just coming down from the porch roof. I stood at the base of the ladder and watched his tight ass as he climbed down.

He could not look me in the eyes as he told me, "I'm finished. Is there anything else you need done?"

He was stealing quick glances at my barely covered body as I answered, "I need a man's help with something inside the house. Do you have time?"

"Sure, it's Saturday. After finishing here, I am off for the rest of the day."

"Are you sure you don't have other plans?" I asked with a small smile as I gazed deeply into his eyes.

"Well, my girlfriend and I had talked about going to the lake this afternoon. But, she won't mind if I am a little bit late."

The fact that he mentioned his girlfriend, while in the presence of a half naked woman, told me that I might have to work on this a little bit. Taking him in the front door, I led him to a bedroom as I explained, "I really need some help moving this trunk."

"No problem," he responded as he followed me into the guest room.

I really did not want anything moved. I liked the furniture just as it was. However, I indicated I wanted a large steamer trunk moved. I knew it was full of family pics and papers. It must weigh a few hundred pounds. As he bent over it, I rushed forward and said, "Wait, I probably need to remove some things." As I rushed forward, I reached around him as if to open the trunk in front of him. When I did this, I pretended to stumble and managed to mold my stomach and boobs against his back. My nipples were already hard in anticipation. I could feel them burning into his back. I wrapped my arms around his six pack abs as if to catch my balance.

Like a gentleman, he quickly grabbed my arms and helped steady me. Turning to me, he asked, "Are you okay?"

"I am so sorry," I gasped as I still held onto his waist. His muscles were like hard bands of steel beneath my hands.

I started to step away and then pretended to stumble like my ankle was hurt. He immediately pulled me into his arms and helped me over to the bed. As I limped to the bed, my arm was around his waist. He wrapped his arm around me as well, but since I had the waist area, his arm was higher with his hand brushing the bottom of my right breast.

When he had me sitting on the bed, he knelt before me. He took my left foot in his hands and raised it slightly. "I had some experience with sports injuries when I played football. Is it okay if I look at your ankle?"

I looked into his eyes... "Your touch feels so good. Go ahead."

I leaned back on the bed on my elbows and watched as he gently checked my foot and ankle for the nonexistent injury. "It feels really sore in my calf." I told him softly.

He looked up at me with a puzzled expression. Slowly, he started to run his hands past my ankle and onto the lower part of my leg. As he massaged my calf, I made eye contact with him. I slowly slid my leg further through his hands. He held my leg gently as I slid it through his fingers. Pointing my foot, I made contact with the big bulge in his jeans. He gasped as I used my toes to massage the hard meat inside the crotch of his jeans.

He stood up quickly and backed up a step. "I have a girlfriend."

"And I have a husband." I replied.

As he stood frozen in his tracks, I slowly rose from the bed. I gradually moved around until I was standing behind him. His breathing was deep and fast, but he had not moved. I untied my bikini top and dropped it to the floor. He gasped as he felt me press my hard nipples into his back. I kissed the back of his neck as I slowly reached around his waist. He leaned his head slightly to the side giving me easier access to his neck, as I continued to nibble and kiss the soft flesh where his neck joined his shoulder.

"What about your husband?"he asked.

"He will be gone for hours," was my reply as I nibbled his neck and shoulder. I slid my hands across the hard muscles of his belly. I felt his belly muscles tighten as I slowly let my hands drift down until they came to his belt buckle. "But, I have a girlfriend." He weakly protested.

I ignored him and continued my exploration of his body. He was trembling slightly as I opened his belt, unsnapped his jeans and lowered the zipper. I eased my hand inside and felt the big bulge in his boxers. It was standing tall and throbbing in my hand as I stroked it through the fabric.

"Oh my God," he moaned. "We shouldn't be doing this."

"It will just be our secret." I whispered as I rubbed precum around the head of his cock as it strained at the fabric surrounding it.

Bringing my hand out, I slowly pushed his jeans and boxers down at the same time. His cock caught on the elastic and then snapped free. His cock bounced and swayed in front of him as I knelt and lowered his clothes to his feet. He quietly stepped out of them. I stood and pressed my belly into his hard butt. I slowly ground my belly against his naked ass as I looked around him and admired the large rod that was swaying in front of him. Sliding my hands around his sides, I moved them down past his navel and down into the curly nest at the junction of his thighs. His breath was coming in quick gasps as I wrapped my hand around his turgid cock and pumped it in a slow steady rhythm.

His head fell back and his knees quivered as he responded to my touch. After a minute of steady stroking, I moved around his side. Taking his hand, I led him to the bed. He sat on the edge and I knelt before him. I continued to stroke his gorgeous cock as I looked up into his face. There was a strained expression on his face, but lust filled his eyes. A bead of precum had formed on the slit at the head of his cock. Keeping eye contact with him, I leaned forward and flicked my tongue across the slit, taking the salty liquid into my mouth. He moaned as his eyes remained locked with mine. I opened my mouth and engulfed just the head of his cock with my lips as I swirled my tongue around it. His hips pumped forward involuntarily as he responded to the warm wetness that was enveloping him.

I started to work my mouth on his cock, taking it deeper and deeper. I could feel the head as it bumped against the back of my throat. I relaxed my throat muscles and opened up for his large plum shaped head. It slid past my tongue and into my throat. I milked his cock, sliding it deeper into my throat until I felt his nest of hair brushing against my nose. As I moved his cock back and forth in my throat, his hips started thrusting to meet my mouth. I alternated suction with my tongue fluttering against the bottom of his shaft. My hand had moved up to cup his balls and I massaged them gently. I could feel his cock starting to throb in my mouth and I knew he was about to erupt. But, I was not finished with him yet.

With a sucking pop, I pulled my mouth off his cock. It was hard and bobbing in time with his heartbeat. The head had swollen and was an angry purple color as it swayed before me. Rising to my feet, I made eye contact with him again. I reached down and pulled the tie on the left side of my bikini bottom. His eyes quickly moved down to follow my movements. I took his left hand and placed it on the string on the right side of my hip. He pulled the string and my bikini bottom fell from me and lay at my feet. As I stood before him totally naked, I could feel my juices running down my legs. I really needed this.

I stepped forward between his knees. Running my fingers into his hair, I pulled his head forward and pressed my belly against his mouth. He started to shower my belly with kisses as his hands gripped my ass and pulled me against his mouth. His hands were clenching and pulling on my ass checks as he continued to rain sucking kisses on my belly.

Pushing him gently away from my belly, I pressed him back until he was lying flat on the bed. Placing a knee on each side of his body, I knelt over him and slowly moved up his body. I rubbed my wet pussy against his straining cock as he thrust upward trying to push himself into me. I avoided his eager stab for penetration and continued up his body. I was leaving a line of my juices on his belly and chest. He grabbed my hips and tried to pull me lower as his hips thrust upward trying to penetrate my pussy with his hard tower of love. But I had other things on my mind first. It had been too long since I had a good orgasm. I was going to make this last.

I continued to move upward until I was above his face. My wet pussy was poised directly over him. I could see where drops of my juices had dripped onto his lips and chin. Looking into his eyes, I lowered my steaming pussy onto his face. He did not hesitate, his tongue started to feverishly flutter across my slit. I moaned as I ground my pussy down onto his lips and tongue. His hands were clenching my ass and pulling me to his face as his tongue darted in and out of my pink chasm of desire. My juices were flooding out into his mouth. It had been so long since I had been able to enjoy sex. The sensations mounted quickly within me. I felt the muscles in my pussy spasm as my first orgasm shot through my quivering loins. I started squirting large jets of my juices into his mouth. His head was pinned between my thighs. He had no choice. I could feel him gulping as he strained to capture every drop.

As I leaned above him and gasped to catch my breath, my thighs were trembling in rapture. I rolled over to the side. He quickly climbed on top of me. With no finesse or hesitation, he plunged his cock into my still quivering pussy. He sank it in to the balls on the first stroke. He started fucking me with very fast deep strokes. At this point, that was fine with me. He rode me hard with a deep pounding that made my body shake. Our flesh was smacking together with loud slaps that resounded through the room. His cock was a blur as he pistoned it in and out of my soaking wet gash. At this pace, neither of us was going to last very long. All I could do was hang on and enjoy the ride. Suddenly, his long deep strokes became really quick short jabs. With a loud groan, he froze in place with his young hard cock buried in me to the hilt. I could feel the hot molten jets of his sweet nectar as his cock pulsed over and over, filling me full of his hot cum. Feeling his cum filling me triggered another orgasm for me. He collapsed on top of me in a sweaty heap, as we both panted for breath. His cock wilted within me and he slid off to the side, winding up next to me on the bed.

As we regained our breath, I stared at his young hard muscled body. I reached over and gently slid my hand up and down the hard muscles of his sweaty chest. As I admired his magnificent toned body, I slid my hand down his side, across his hip and down the outside of his thigh. Amazingly, I saw his cock twitch as my hand moved down near his knee and then back up the inside of his thigh. The vitality of youth is amazing. I knew that within moments, I could get him hard again.

I cupped his cock and balls in my hand. I could feel it starting to stir slightly. Leaning down, I took his cock between my lips again. Immediately, I could feel his strong young love muscle rising and starting to harden in my mouth. I massaged his balls as I sucked the life back into the flesh that was giving me so much pleasure. In just a few moments, it was hard and standing tall again. Now, I was going to fuck him the way I like it.

I swung my leg over him and poised my pussy above his cock. His eyes were closed as I slowly lowered my cunt down onto the head of his hard shaft. I paused with just the head inside me. I rocked back and forth, moving just the head around inside my wet pussy. I made a twisting motion with my hips, rotating the head inside me. His eyes popped open at the exquisite feeling. As his eyes locked with mine, I slowly, inch by inch, sank down and swallowed his hard cock inside my wet craving sexual cavern. As I sat straight up on him, I started to raise my hips in a lifting and falling motion. God, it felt good to have a cock so deep inside me again. He had his hands on my thighs as I rode him. Reaching down, I took his hands and guided them to my breasts. As he began to pinch and pull my nipples, I arched my back and started to thrust my hips forward and backward on his hard cock in a rocking motion. This brought my clit into direct contact with him and sent blazes of sexual flames racing through me. I threw my head back in ecstasy as I was shaken by yet another orgasm.

As my orgasm subsided a little, I lifted up and rose off his hard aching love muscle. Swinging my leg over his body, I got onto my hands and knees and presented myself to him doggy style. Looking back over my shoulder at him, I wriggled my ass in invitation. He sat up and moved toward me. I lay my forearms and head down onto the bed, raising my ass higher and positioning my pussy, offering myself for his penetration. He did not hesitate. Quickly, he scrambled onto his knees behind me. Moving into position, he rubbed the head of his cock up and down my oozing slit a couple of times. I held my breath as he slowly slid his full length into my hot welcoming cunt.

Oh my God! It felt so good to be filled with good hard cock meat. Gripping my hips, he quickly withdrew and prepared to plunge in again. Looking over my shoulder, I pleaded, "Slowly this time."

He hesitated for a moment and then did as I asked. He sank his big cock into me inch by agonizing inch. It felt glorious. When he had inserted his full length, he slowly pulled it out again. For several minutes, he repeated this slow excruciatingly erotic plundering of my most intimate part with a slow steady thrusting. I was moaning in pleasure as he drove me to new heights of passion. This was more than I had anticipated. I thought he would slow down just a little from the frantic pounding he had given me earlier. I did not expect this unhurried rapturous internal massage of my love tunnel by his mighty weapon. As he continued to stroke me, he was driving me to mountainous heights of ecstasy. I was going wild with pleasure. I couldn't stand the exquisite slow stimulation any longer. I wanted to drive my ass back to meet him and pound his cock into me, but I wanted something more.

I suddenly pulled far enough forward that his cock came out of me. I turned quickly and pushed him onto his back with a hard shove. I wanted it hard and I wanted it now. Sitting astride him again, I positioned his cock at my opening and slammed down onto it. It filled me up completely. Leaning forward, I placed my boobs against his chest and raised my ass so that just the head of his cock was still in me, as I crouched on my knees above him. This gave me total control of speed, depth and angle of stroke. He was at my mercy to ride as I wished.

His slow deep fucking had set me on fire. Now, I wanted ferocious pounding sex. I started to fuck him hard and quick. I moved my ass up and down on his cock as I leaned forward on his chest. The more I rode his cock, the hotter I got. Soon, my ass was flashing up and down as fast as I could fuck him. My ass was making a loud slapping sound every time I slammed down against his upper thighs and belly as I drove his cock deep into my pussy. As my passion mounted, I lost control and bit into his shoulder. The intense sensations were building within us like an irresistible force. Suddenly, he arched his hips up off the bed and held me tight against him. I felt his cum shooting up into me in a fountain of hot scalding cream. I tossed my head violently from side to side as my orgasm hit me like a truck. My body arched like a drawn bow as I threw my head back and tossed my hair wildly. I cried out in pleasure as the sensations took me over the edge. My whole body quaked with the power of my release. I opened my mouth and screamed in rapture as I unleashed all of the pent up passions that had been lying dormant in me for so many months. As the tidal wave of sensation continued to surge through me, my body shook all over with the intensity of my eruption of pleasure. Every muscle in my body was tight and quivering in response to my flooding out pouring of intense emotional release.

Exhausted, I slumped down against his chest. My breath coming in ragged cries as my body trembled from the intensity of what I had just experienced. Slowly, I came back to Earth. The strength was seeping back into my body. Rising up slightly, I looked down into his face. For a moment I thought he was dead. He was a limp mass beneath me, lying in a pool of sweat. Reaching up, I smoothed his hair away from his face. His eyes fluttered open and one word came from his lips, "Wow!"