Four poster…

After meeting at the airport, again, we had a few weeks before we could meet again. We carried on sending messages everyday and sexting through the night. During these conversations, I raised the possibility of filming us having sex so we could watch ourselves between meetings rather than watching other people on porn websites. I was surprised that he was completely comfortable with this and totally up for it. In fact, he confessed that he had been taking photographs of me, particularly when I had been on my knees with my arse in the air. I wasn't really sure how I felt about this and asked him to send me the pictures. It turns out they were not too bad and if he was wanking over me it was kind of a turn on. We eventually found time where we were both working away and could stay in the same hotel. Looking on the hotel website, I found the reviews. One of them made me howl with laughter. It was a one-star review that said the hotel was nothing more than a knocking shop. I sent the review to him and we texted continually making fun of the person that posted it and some of the content but really wondering what we would experience when we got there. The whole trip was fantastic. 

When we arrived we checked in and started to climb the stairs. As usual, he took my suitcase but this time it was quite heavy. I had packed some surprises for him and he shot me his wide-eyed look as he picked it up, asking me what I had brought. Just you wait, I thought. We got into the room and stood looking at the bed for a moment. Had he planned this? Had he requested this room? In front of us was a huge four poster bed! We looked at each other smiling. I thought about the possibilities given the contents of my suitcase. I suddenly had a thought that it might be nice to delay this time and go and have something to eat and drink. I wondered how Mr. P would react if I suggested I went back to the room first and prepared some surprises. Turns out he thought it was a great idea. So we went to a nearby Italian restaurant for some food and then wandered back laughing and joking with each other. He went to the bar and I went back to the room. 

When he came back into the room his eyes widened as he looked at what I was wearing, what I had brought, and what I had set up. I was standing in a beautiful red lacy basque, a lacy thong, and red fishnet stockings. I wore my black heels with ankle straps and had my signature red lips. His face beamed and I knew I had made the right choice. He then looked to the cabinet at the side of the bed and noticed oil, a small bullet vibrator, a larger vibrator, nipple clamps, and a pink butt plug with a crystal at the end. His eyes widened and he walked over to look at the selection, picking each item up one by one to examine them. He then noticed the soft ropes I had put at each corner of the bed. A subtle suggestion that he might want to use the four poster bed to its full advantage. Another glance to the corner of the room and he noticed a small tripod with my phone attached. Then it dawned on him that I was ready to record our evening. Again, he shot me that wide-eyed look but smiled the cheekiest of smiles. He was definitely up for it and I was definitely going to enjoy our evening. I pressed the remote control and my phone started to record. 

Considering he doesn't really like role play, he really threw himself into it. He scooped me up and kissed me, lying me carefully onto the bed. He then threw one of the ropes over the top of the crossbar on the four poster bed. He lifted my arm and gently tied my wrist to the rope and the rope to the top of the bed. Then to my other arm. Exactly the same. Slow deliberate movements until I could not move my arms. Then he turned to my legs. I fully expected to have my legs tied to each corner at the bottom of the bed, but he had other plans. He threw the ropes over the top of the crossbars again and lifted my legs one by one tying them high so my pussy was completely exposed. I had a fleeting thought that he had done this many times before. A little pang of jealousy but also a feeling that I was in safe hands. Then came the blind fold. I heard him pick up a wine glass and take a drink.Then I felt him climb onto the bed and his lips touched mine as he passed wine from his mouth into mine. This was exquisite and I long for this every time I see him now. He stayed a moment and kissed my mouth and my face and my neck and shoulders and I started to tremble. Then I felt him climb off the bed. 

My mind was awash with all sorts of thoughts. There was no sound in the room. I couldn't work out where he was and I couldn't imagine what he had planned. This added to the excitement and my whole mind and body was swirling and dancing with anticipation. I felt him untie me quickly and redo something with the ropes and ties. More anticipation or maybe not so professional after all!

Then when he was happy with the restraints  I heard the sound of the bullet vibrator. With all the anticipation and my legs in the air I could already feel my juices ready to drip off over my perineum and arsehole.  Clearly he was ready to start too, and a little embarrassed by the rope delay, so when he held the bullet firmly against my clit there was no messing about and I came so fast and hard it took me totally by surprise. I was a little embarrassed about this but this is my favourite toy to use on myself at home because I know I will come very quickly and get some relief. He kept the bullet vibrator against my pussy and reached for something else. I heard him spit. Then I felt the butt plug against my arsehole. He pushed quite hard until the butt plug was inside me. Then I felt the vibrator move and heard him pressing the button to try and turn it off. I should have told him you press the button and hold it but I forgot and he pressed and pressed and pressed until it cycled through all the settings. I heard it placed back onto the cabinet and then no sound. I lay there fully exposed only imagining what would happen next. I felt him climb onto the bed and then realized he was putting his knees on either side of my head. I felt his cock enter my mouth and he thrust hard so his cock hit the back of my throat. I then felt his tongue flicking against my clit. This was so much pleasure and it was so hard not to cum. When I came I could not work out whether it was because of the butt plug, his tongue, or the cock at the back of my throat, but it felt like a whole body orgasm. 

As I have said before, I can come with the smallest amount of stimulation on many different parts of my body. I have had orgasms from blowjobs, clitoral stimulation, g-spot stimulation, nipple stimulation, even stroking my back. I'm sure I haven't experienced the full range of possible orgasms, but I know I've never had a full body orgasm like that before. It turns out it was the first of many.

This orgasm seemed to really turn him on and his cock went so hard inside my mouth and he pumped harder and faster while pushing his tongue into my pussy. I could feel the top of his cock pulsating. I had felt it before while stroking him but never this pronounced. It felt like a ripple from the base of his cock to the tip, in a line, just along the top. It was amazing and I tried to follow it with my tongue. When my tongue reached the tip of his cock, I pushed my tongue into the end of his cock and then around his foreskin. I could taste the pre-cum and it was delicious. He fucked my mouth hard until he came into the back of my throat and I loved every minute. 

We lay in that position for quite a while. Just body against body. Feeling each other satisfied and warm. Then he removed my blindfold, removed the butt plug, and untied me. I pressed stop on the remote control and we watched the video back together. It was amazing. He looked amazing. It wasn’t classic porn but two people having very real sex that they were clearly both enjoying. Every single moment was deliberate and considered. It looked like he was thinking one step ahead all the time and working out what would give me the most pleasure. I took screenshots from this video and it just looks so sexy and artistic. We both loved it. 

This led to a very interesting conversation which started with Mr. P suggesting I have an “Only Fans” page where I show people how easily I cum in different ways. I was a little put out that he would be happy for people to watch me. I flippantly suggested we make porn together because that would make me happier. He went quiet and I really thought he was angry or pissed off. After a moment he looked me square in the eyes and said, ‘Yes. Why not?’ I was really taken aback. Could we really do this? What we had videoed that night looked really good. We had a long conversation about the kind of porn that we like to watch. He really likes watching women's bodies and I realized that explains why he knows so much about my body and can read what I like. He also likes close-ups of fucking, which I also love. I do like amateur porn where you can really feel like the people have a strong connection and you can see the connection between them. I like watching, kissing and I like care and attention. This sounds really strange when I say it out loud because this is not really my experience when having sex. I'm a kind of fuck and run girl. So I wonder whether I enjoy this kind of porn because it depicts an experience I would like to have. I explained this to Mr P and we exchanged the details of sites that we like to look at and use.

We soon realized that there were very few channels that depicted a real relationship. Anything under the heading of ‘affair’ tended to be existing pornstars acting in roles. We also realized there was very little high-quality amateur porn. I know this sounds contradictory but we thought it would be quite easy to achieve with the right equipment, software and practise! It was at this point that I confessed to Mr. P that I had been writing a blog based on our ‘affair’. Again, he went quiet and I wondered whether he would be completely furious about this but he beamed and asked if he could read it!

After this trip we texted back and forth sharing ideas and links to things we liked and things we didn't like. This became all-consuming at certain points and incredibly exciting as we started to explore the possibilities. It also led to us talking about some of the exciting things we would like to try with each other. Mr. P sent me a link to an amateur couple with a sex swing. The guy fucked her hard and she squirted so maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea, although again I got the feeling they weren’t so amateur and the squirting didn’t look so real.

I have to confess I hadn't heard of a sex swing before and when I searched for it I realized they were very easy to get hold of, so I bought one. The next time we met we would try it.