The man who fucks me likes to do the crossword. Both his brain and his cock are extremely appealing.
Quarantines and isolation and general madness have kept me from that cock for way too long now. I can reach out and connect, but only virtually. My pleasure is reliant on video and memory.
One memory stands out: the night he fucked me from behind, slow and hard, after what started out as doing the crossword together.
We’d decided to go to bed and he offered we do the puzzle. It wasn’t even a hard day–anything other than Saturday he’s sure to get on his own, and pretty quickly–but it’s fun to do together. He offered the phone to me to hold the puzzle and instructed me to lie on the bed, face down, and he would massage my back while we both considered the puzzle.
Well, yes sir. I undressed and laid down, and he undressed and sat straddled over my ass, slowly pressing his hands into my shoulders and reading the phone I held in my hands in front of us. I don’t recall how many answers we even got. His slow rubbing up and down my back was so pleasurable…but then the full skin contact between us quickly became distracting.
He leaned deeper into the massage, his beautiful brown body closer to me, his head just behind mine and his short beard tickling my ear as he suggested answers. My hips began to gently rock in response. I could feel his cock, hard against my ass cheek. I moaned and started to put down the phone. “No,” he said simply, reaching between my legs to feel for how wet I was, and then lifting up slightly to prop up to his knees. I lifted the phone back up in reluctant compliance.
His hand pushed my legs farther apart, and I felt his cock at my pussy. That feeling before he pushes in, where the sudden pressure of just the presence of his cock–god this is such an incredible feeling. It’s like a split second before his cock is in the exact right spot to actually push in, where I can just feel it there, and the pressure and anticipation is so delicious.
He pushed in. Fuck. This always makes me gasp. The sudden fullness, his hardness, and all the sensations of his cock moving into me, it all makes me crazy. He held there for a moment, watching to be sure I didn’t drop the phone, offered an answer to one of the clues, and then began slowly thrusting in and out.
I was a useless crossword partner at this point. I managed to hold the phone up a bit longer, I think, but I dropped my face into the bed and pressed my ass upward, tilting my hips forward toward the bed and really feeling the pressure when the head of his cock pressed inside me.
Eventually I dropped the phone, and his arms slid around mine, his hands holding my wrists to pin my arms, his body fully pressed into mine and his thrusts still hard and impossibly slow. My instinct is always to speed up as I get closer to cumming. He rarely does. His control is maddening.
I can feel it, when he’s close to cumming. His cock gets harder, and bigger, somewhat painful, like it’s pressing outward in all ways inside me, and it makes me explode in waves. I bucked against him as I came, and he held me down, locked against him as he came.
We held there moments longer as we both shuddered, and then he rolled off and I flopped against him, his cum dripping across my leg in a path from where he moved off of me. When I could think again, I crawled over to his cock to lick him clean.
He pulled up the crossword again, this time both of us lying on our backs and me casually playing with his cock as we worked the answers. He likes to finish what he starts.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gkwiuf/fucked_me_while_doing_the_crossword_mf