Thinking back to the time when I was naive, innocent and completely oblivious to the magical world of sexting makes me laugh and wonder how could I not have discovered it earlier. Don’t freak out, I wasn’t very young when I started sexting, in fact, I only came to know of it pretty late in life - when I was 23!
I was in a stable relationship with my neighbour for about 3 years. Since we lived two houses apart, intimacy was never an issue. We got intimate whenever we wanted and since our parents were family friends nobody ever doubted our relationship status, or stopped us from hanging out. There was no need to search for alternate methods of satisfaction like sexting. That was, of course, until he decided to study in a university abroad for a year!
We’d never been apart for more than a month; so, spending twelve of them was unimaginable. Plus, I’d always dreaded long distance relationships. I believe they never work and wasn’t sure if it would work for us. But, there was nothing else I could do so I found myself in one.
While I’d been prepared to miss him emotionally, what I did not know was how much I would miss him physically. We had to resort to creative ways of satisfying each other. And that is how I found myself sexting him one day.
‘I want you right now!’ I sent.
‘Oh baby, I cannot wait to hold you again!’ he replied immediately.
I’d assumed he was either in class, or studying so I hadn’t expected a reply so prompt. ‘I miss kissing you and feeling your hands all over me. This distance is driving me crazy.’
His reply just had me going! ‘If I was there, tell me what would you have me do.’ I was shocked. He was being so brazen, I did not know what to do. I sent a reply that was pretty vanilla.
‘Speak up baby, I know you better than that. I know you can get pretty wild.’
Well, he got what he asked for next - a pretty detailed and hot answer to his question. We went on for a while before he asked me to touch myself while we were sexting. And, oh my god, it was amazing! Not only did we both satisfy each other and ourselves, we definitely felt so much closer than ever before because we had never done it in the past.
For the rest of the year, there was a lot of phone sex and sexting to keep our boat afloat and sailing. Once he was back, we did not stop sexting because we both seemed to enjoy it so much.
Even today, when we’re married and live together, I will sometimes send him a naughty text and that will set of a series of events that eventually leads to mad, passionate love making when we’re both finally home.