I don’t recall when or how it was first brought up. The messages between us in those early days made it quite clear that nothing was off the table. When it came to anal sex, it was something we both admitted we were keen to try, but I didn’t know that was in today’s plans when I left my house to meet you.
(Fully formatted story can be found on my website [here](https://sextoyreviews.uk/the-first-time/) but I wanted to share this one as I really enjoyed writing it…).
I arrive at the hotel.
You’re already there; you’ve checked in, and you tell me to come directly to your room where you’re waiting for me. To prove it, you’ve send me a picture of your erect cock. So perfect, and all for me. A shiver of lust goes down my spine.
As you open the door, I can feel my heart thumping, caused by a mixture of nerves and arousal. Our meetings have always left me satisfied, but wanting more of you.
You don’t even kiss me hello, but instead lead me straight to the bed and sit down. You have a plan.