We Made a Video

Note: Before you get tooooo excited, there is no video in this post.

This past year was definitely a memorable one in terms of the fucking, though definitely more excitable in the first half of the year than the second. Taking a cue from girlonthenet, I asked D what his most memorable moments of 2012 were, and he gave me quite a list. He had 13 specific instances that he shared with me, but for the sake of brevity and telling you about something new and different, I'm not going to go through all of them.

Because, you see, in 2012 we made a video. Of ourselves. Having sex. We edited it and cut it together with music and it's really hot and totally not anonymous. We haven't watched it in a very long time, and maybe the time has come to change that. This video isn't online anywhere, it's not even stored on my computer. I am that awkwardly squeamish about the idea of our very non-anonymous very sexy home movie making it out into the world.

Early last year I learned how fun and easy and cool our Flip cam is. So cool that it's a collector's item because they don't make 'em anymore. We've got a sweet DSLR, but the Flip is so small and lightweight and  easy to manipulate, it just made sense that it would eventually find its way into bed with us. The first time it found its way into bed was a wild and crazy moment for both of us, and the POV quality of the video in a dark room left a lot to be desired. But in principle it was hot. And it piqued our curiosity.

A few weeks later on a lazy Saturday afternoon the light was amazing in our bedroom and I put a proposal on the table. Or duvet, as the case may be. I was shocked that he accepted and suddenly we were entering a new realm in our sexy lives together.

What we learned is that filming yourselves having sex takes away a certain amount of the actual enjoyment of the actual sex, but that incremental decrease is compensated for by the slightly unnerving naughtiness of committing the act to film. Or megabytes. As if the usual coordination required during somewhat acrobatic sex isn't enough, adding in the act of holding a cam relatively steady while you're anything but and keeping the salient bits in the frame is...challenging.

I remember watching the raw footage right after we were done. We were silly and giggly and acting like 12 year olds finding their parents' porn stash. I am a little embarrassed at how immature we were about it. As if we'd never seen S-E-X before! I remember obsessing over how my ass looked (maybe another reason for it to remain non-anon and therefore never risk finding itself uploaded for public consumption). The whole process felt illicit and furtive. We named the files carefully, put them inside folders inside other folders. I'm not quite sure I could find the video right now if I looked for it.

The bottom line is that we started out mostly clothed, we ended up mostly nude, bits were licked, sucked, fingered, and fucked, and we filmed it all. It was fun, funny, alarming, exciting, and a totally new experience for us both.  Its uniqueness and novelty lives with us still, and that feeling alone may keep us from doing it again in the immediate future. That, and my general all around fear of getting caught on tape, anyway.

This experience was the capper to D's list of things we did in 2012. When I asked how he'd rate it he said 9/10. I asked what would make it a 10/10 and he said he doesn't believe that exists. 10/10 is perfection, he says, which is not physically possible. So I guess we're left to continue our quest for perfection in 2013.