[FM] The time I come so hard painting his face

It was over a year ago. At the time, I was 30 (F) and he was 23 (M). It was pretty crazy affair that everything is so new for me. It was my most intense orgasm ever (until that moment) and I have to write about it before the memory fade.

Plus please forgive my English.

Background:

I am in an open relationship and he was a new boyfriend. I lived in a very conservative community, which everyone know about me having an official boyfriend, so it’s super difficult for me to hanging out with the new one. Even when my nesting boyfriend was ok with it, I could only meet my new man a few times a month, can not kiss in public and hardly have sexual dates. So we decided to have a trip away to a beach city. I do cosplaying as a hobbie and he asked me to bring my face painting kits.

Oh and plus, I am a painter sometimes so I love artistic activities so it turned me on doing art with a date, both from the art and the passion.

One more thing the relationship is very special to me is our dom/sub dynamic. He was young but has that alpha energy around him. I am a strong willed woman in daily life but in bed with him I turned into a kitty, do everything he said and loved it. I was crazy about him at that time.

We could not rent a beach view but a very high floor room with mountain view. We have a big window, that every other buildings are too low to look into, and looking out I can see all the small city and its whole mountains and blue sky. Having sex in the sunlight was always my dream and I had two full days doing that. The bed was a king bed that placed near the window too, we can have sex looking out to a whole city. Thinking if anyone would look up and see my harden tits makes me crazy. (But hope they didn’t, haha). Oh plus
we were all tested so we did everything raw.

Day 2, he asked me to do the face painting on him. We had sex 3 or 4 times in the last 20 hours and I thought this will simply be a romantic activities. But it turned out it wasn’t his intention. After the base make up to protect his skin, I started the creative part. I didn’t have the whole design in my mind at that point, not a clear picture of what to paint, so I went improvising with colors and brushes. I was very focus without realizing we became fully naked. He asked me to strip piece by piece and I followed all his words without a thought.

“Get on top.” He ordered. And he lied down, head towards the windows. All the sunlight was on him and me, and I can see all his face and my naked body in the reflection. He has a thick cock, thicker at the head and circumcised. It was always a little bit scary for me as my size is kinda tight. I was wet all days fooling around with him so it takes a little work to put it in, first a little tip, and grinding and grinding, to have more and more inside of me. Once it reachs my end, I couldn’t help moaning.

“Continue your painting”, he asked in short breath. It was crazily hot hearing his demanding shaking voice. I pick up the brush but my mind are away and my hand are not following, as my hip keep moving by its own will. “Do it”, he deepen his voice. And I find my own mind come back. I started to picking color and deciding the strokes to paint again. “Keep Fucking!” – He grunts as my hips slowing down. It was so hard keep moving my hips and keep on painting. My mind is splitting and to some point it does everything in instincts! My painting becomes off the roads, crazily unplanned and my hips are wild on its own way. I moved it up and down, forward and backward, then circle, following by his moan. His both hands are on my waist, guiding me how quick or slow, hard or gentle he likes. I was so wet which I have never been as much. I am all his at the moment, all my body, attention and creative mind, all for his satisfaction.

Our intercouse sessions are normally 15-20 minutes. But this time, with pausing to paint a few times, it quickly became 1 hour. I dropped my brushes 3 times and moan “I can’t do it anymore”, sweating all over my head and body. But anytime he growl “keep going” I pick brushes up and keep on working that. Once he asked me to pull out for a short rest as we both are too hot and then we put it in again. Then, I finally kiss him the last time before the last painting piece: his lips. “No more kissing from this point.”

“How do I looks?” He asks as I finish my art. I find the phone to take his photo. When the camera is on I was so thrilled. His face are soaking in the afternoon sunlight, showing off my art, and in the reflection on the window, my body is bathing in sunlight too, was intensly satisfied after a handful of orgasm but still wanting more. Most beautiful photo I ever had.

At that moment, My art work and my young man saying the same voice: “keep fucking!”. I push, and push, and push. He licked his teeth and it was it for me. I scream in orgasm and fall down. “Keep going!” He grunts. I have never keep going right after an orgasm before, I always be too tired and fulfilled after. But that time, I can keep on, don’t know where the energy is from. I push, push, and quickly get to the orgasm again! “More!”- he ordered. And I couldn’t stop. His fingers are deep in my waist pulling me harder and harder, and my orgasm reach a level that I have never been before, ever! It was a mindless kind of orgasm I only have by masturbating, and it was always briefly. This was the first time I have it with a man, and it last so long I can’t remember, because I wasn’t really in my body anymore. It was otherworldly. And I keep pushing with it going! “I’m coming”. He said. It wasn’t an order to stop so I keep going. “I’m coming!”, this time he screamed! And he push me up really fast. As soon as I’m out he came all over my under parts and his body. It was a lot and everywhere. It was too much and too hard and too fast as it was almost got inside of me if he didn’t push me out in time.

We cleaned up, then lied down hugging in the sunlight. “It was the most intense orgasm I have ever had”, I have to credit him. “I have never came that hard too”. Can I believe that?

We then took his portrait photo, he used it as his online avatar, credit me for a while is one of my most happy thing of that relationship. Yes we can not tell public that we are dating, but we can show people the art we made with our most intense orgasm. That was something.

Thanks for reading. No, I’ll not post the photos =))

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ewzizn/fm_the_time_i_come_so_hard_painting_his_face