Liza’s Sex Diary, Day Seven

Saturday. Weekends mean ample opportunity for ample fucking all day long. There wasn't fucking all day long, but what did happen was delightful.

I got a package full of sex toys earlier in the week. My haul was considerable, so I was excited about possibilities. The box of pleasure included one for me, one for him, and something new and slightly intimidating for both. Saturday night's plan was meant to focus on using the one for him. But it turned out quite differently!

Ever since we've started down the road of ass play I've really wanted to objectify D's ass in all sorts of ways. I bought a little black vibrating prostate massager expressly for that purpose. I love his ass. It's tight, well-developed, and a joy to grab. Really, I wanted him to start objectifying his ass more, too.

I played coy with him, talking about the toys without describing what exactly they were. He'd seen one of them and knew I wasn't happy with it. And he had some suspicions about what else was in the box. Out of nowhere, D reminded me that if I was planning to fuck him with a strap-on he wanted advanced warning.

Like the toy I test-ran earlier in the week, the prostate massager suffered from a bad design, and I'd read that it felt better going in if covered with a condom. I showed it to D and he was both intrigued and absolutely game to try it. But, given that we haven't used condoms since the last millenium and had none stashed, it ended up being off the table for the evening. I had to regroup.

In bed I'm nothing if not flexible. Since the prostate massager wasn't going to put in work, I decided to tease him with something else: the new harness that was hiding in the box under the bed. May as well give him fair warning way in advance! I'd tried it on earlier in the week and was a little bit shocked by how hot it looked, even sans cock.

I popped out, wearing a lacy black and red bra and the tiny leather and metal studded harness. Shock and awe was what I saw on his face. He thought he had some idea, but he really had no idea. He asked about the big purple dildo. I told him no way he was ready.

Given that it was his ass on the line, D got to decide where and how far we'd go. He decided that we'd spend the evening on a little ass play, but that actual pegging would wait for another night.

We started with a small black dildo I got to try with the harness. I thought it might be enjoyable for me as an alternative to my other anal toys, too. It was really small. Smaller than I'd expected, and I was worried it wouldn't do much for either of us. D took a look at it and pronounced it acceptable.

I started to warm up his ass with a little rimming and some fingers. His asshole is nice and tight, but he's gotten quite good at relaxing and letting things happen. In no time two fingers were sliding into him. Shortly, little blackie slid right on in with no problem. I worked it in and out, tried to make sure he was getting prostate contact.

In order to stroke in and out just right, we really needed to reposition. I removed little blackie and all of a sudden D asked me to go ahead and strap in. I was floored.

He didn't need to ask twice. I strapped in as quickly as I could and gently slid into him from behind. The dildo was small, but his ass was open and within seconds I was all the way in, fucking in and out. He moaned appreciatively. I worked away at him for a while, whispering filthy things as I fucked him and grabbed his ass and hips. And then he asked for the big gun. I couldn't believe it.

The big purple dildo is as long and maybe a teensy bit thicker than D. I can't always take his cock in my ass, so I was dubious that D would be able to handle big purple. I put a silver bullet between my lips when I strapped in.

Our height differences made doggie harder this time around. Big purple isn't as flexible. I made D roll over so we could fuck face to face. You could have knocked me over when I slid into him. His ass was so ready. It took just a moment for him to adjust before I was stroking the full length in and out. And then faster. And soon I was basically pounding his ass as he groaned and writhed. The bullet made me come once, then again.

I began stroking D's cock as it got harder and we traded off jerking it. But I really wanted to focus on fucking him right. It felt familiar and yet totally different. The undulations I do when I ride his cock seemed to work very well as I fucked him in this new and special way. I started talking dirty to him again. D took me fucking his ass like I take him pounding my pussy--hard, fast, and wet. I marveled at his ability to relax, accept, and ultimately fuck back.

We traded positions and D slipped his considerable hard-on into my now twice-orgasmed pussy. He gave as good as he got. Even better, since he finished me off with two more orgasms.

There's an expression Dan Savage uses with respect to sex partners: be GGG--good, giving, and game. This night was a testament that our relationship espouses all three. We'll get better on the "good" part when it comes to pegging. Maybe a different dildo, maybe a different position. But really, in this case the "giving" and the "game" parts were more important. And as long as he's game, I will give with both body and heart.

My thighs and ass were sore for two days. He recovered nicely.

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