What a Week! Liza's Sex Diary Day 6

We are nearing the end my lovelies! The grand finale will find you next week. I'm generous and want to give you time to catch up. When you're done here, check out the "Sex Diaries" feature on New York Magazine's site, edited by @raquelita, Rachel Kramer Bussel.

I promise there's fucking in this one. Just scroll down already if you're gagging for it!

Day Six
6:30 pm Came home and headed off to do a little blog maintenance. It was a busy day in the world of the blog. Lots of posts picked up elsewhere, very exciting.

Our early evening progressed much like usual. Nothing exciting to report there.

10:30 I went upstairs, took a bath, read a bit, and then broke out the Fairy Wand. I really wanted to come, but I couldn't get the speed right. To hard, to low, too fast, too slow. I turned on some visual stimulus--@heelsandstocking being fisted by her lover, YSL. You can watch it here. It is explicit. Explicitly amazing if fisting intrigues you. If you read regularly, you know I have a fetish for fisting. This video feeds my fantasy and gets me off every. single. time

D ended up chatting with some friends, so I entertained myself. Sigh.

And here is where it finally gets good!

@ 1:00 am D finally came upstairs. He asked how many orgasms I'd had with the Fairy Wand (only one), and then offered some more if I'd sit on his face. Um, OKAY!

He got all naked and I was still in my PJs (it's cold here, cut me some slack). We kissed and made out like teenagers for a bit and he slid my bottoms off. He rolled me to my back and nudged my opening with his very hard cock.

"I thought you were going to have me sit on your face?"

"I was, but you made me so hard."

He kept pressing into me, and as he slid in I gasped from the sensation. He whispered dirty somethings as he fucked and I begged for his fingers on my clit. Despite the force of my earlier orgasm, I was ready and needed more. I got it. He stroked and rubbed, making me come hard with him inside.

Then he withdrew and slid down to suck and lick me. I was in pussy heaven as he brought me so close to orgasm and held me there. I don't know if meant to do it, but it was incredible torture. Some fingers inside and I began to come again. More finger play, more orgasms, and finally a squirt. Then his lips and tongue were back on me. We've never officially done forced orgasm play, but this was pretty much as close as you could get. He just kept at my clit and g-spot, pulling orgasms from my body until I was spent.

He began to see to his own needs, stroking his cock while I snuggled next to him. I love to watch him, but I was so sleepy from the oxytocin coursing through my body that I dozed in and out as he stroked.

He woke me for real, insisting on fucking me some more. But of course! He slipped into my still wet and open cunt while I lay on my side in a partial fetal position. I love that position. He can fuck deeply, touching my cervix without slamming into it.

It was my turn to whisper filth as I encouraged him to come inside me. It didn't take much encouragement, and soon he was deep within, filling me. I don't always feel him spurt, but last night I did. I felt every twitch and throb of his cock as he came.

Tally:
Self-pleasure: 1
Fantasies about fisting: 1
Good, dirty fucking: 1.5
Oral sex: 1
Squirt:1
Orgasms: Lost count! Let's say 7?

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