The room was dark, the candlelight flickering in the corner. She was lying on the bed, her eyes closed, her breathing heavy. She had been waiting all night for this moment.
She had been fantasizing about it for weeks, imagining what it might be like when it finally happened. She felt a thrill of anticipation as she waited for him to enter the room.
When he finally arrived, she felt a surge of desire. He moved closer to her on the bed, his eyes smoldering with desire. He began to kiss her neck, tracing his way slowly down to her lips. She moaned in pleasure at his touch, and he responded by pushing her onto the bed and sprawling himself over her.
He whispered her name as he explored her body, sending shivers of pleasure through her. She was aching for him, and he responded to her eagerness with passionate kisses, exploring her mouth with his tongue.
He moved lower, teasing her nipples with his fingers and tongue. She gasped in pleasure, her skin alive with sensation. He moved lower still, caressing her inner thighs and then exploring her most intimate places. She felt herself reaching a fever pitch of pleasure, and when he finally entered her, she cried out in ecstasy.
He moved inside her, and she felt her entire body quiver with pleasure. He was gentle and tender, exploring her body and taking her to the edge of pleasure until finally, they both reached their peak and collapsed into each other’s arms.
The night had been a beautiful journey, and as they lay there afterwards, cuddled together in the candlelight, she knew that this sexting story was one that she would never forget.