He was the kind of man you’d see in a black and white film. Tall and broad shouldered, with a charming smile and a mysterious air about him. We’d been seeing each other for a few months, but never gone beyond heavy petting and a few passionate kisses.
But one night, I decided to take things to the next level and sent him a text message. It was bold, daring, and honestly a little bit naughty. In the message, I described just how much I wanted to be with him and all the naughty things I wanted to do to him.
He replied quickly, and the conversation quickly heated up. We texted back and forth, our messages becoming increasingly more explicit and risqué. I was shocked at how easily I was able to open up to him, and the messages we were exchanging were making me blush out of embarrassment and pleasure.
The conversation continued until late into the night, when finally I mustered up the courage to ask him to come over. He agreed, and when he arrived, we wasted no time in getting to the bedroom. What followed was an incredible night of passion and pleasure that I’ll never forget.
Sexting was the perfect way for us to explore our desires and fantasies without having to be in the same room. It allowed us to get comfortable with each other and build up to more intimate activities. It was an incredibly hot and satisfying experience, one that I’m sure I’ll never forget.
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