2026
18 july 2026
Kinky as Fuck
I try to get you out of my head,
but somehow you keep crawling back
under my skin.
I tell myself I’m over it.
I’m trying my best.
Looks like it’s working.
Or maybe not.
Because I’m alone again,
legs spread,
fingers doing what they shouldn’t,
thinking about you
again,
and again,
and again.
A few nights in a row
and my body still acts like it hasn’t had enough of you.
I think about the shower.
Your soft hands.
Your hard dick.
Your mouth taking me deep
until I can’t think straight.
I think about being fucked hard,
the kind that leaves me shaking,
the kind that makes me forget
why I ever tried to get you
out of my head.
And then I think about your dick in my ass
and fuck, there I go again.
Hands between my thighs.
Breathing too hard.
Trying not to say your name.
Wait.
I need to come again.
Fuck.
I just can’t stop.
Maybe I don’t want you
out of my head.
Maybe I want you
in my mouth,
on my skin,
between my legs
again,
and again,
and again.
01 july 2026
Present, honest, heartful.
That’s where I choose to meet you.
01 july 2026
New Memories
I want to make new memories with you,
wondering who we become
when there is sky above us instead of ceilings.
I imagine us with a drink on the terras,
glasses catching the late sun,
conversation unhurried, unhidden,
just two people enjoying time together.
Slenteren through small streets,
where our shoulders sometimes touch by accident.
I’d like to see how you move through the world,
what you enjoy, what slows you down.
I’m curious about our magic,
can it live in ordinary moments?
Will I learn more about you there?
I want to feel the calm you bring,
the way my thoughts soften when you’re near.
These new moments aren’t about answers, only discovery.
And maybe that’s enough.
29 juni 2026
Under my Skin
Under my skin.
Still breathing you.
Moment by moment.
I still enjoy us.
Still liking you,
You never really leave.
26 juni 2026
Soft Hands
I have this friend with hands that speak softly,
they know how to listen to my skin.
They move with care,
with warmth,
with something that feels like home
settling into my breath.
When they touch me,
my body loosens its grip on the world.
I become quiet.
Grateful. Present.
Every place they rest
awakens a hum under my skin, energy traveling,
gentle and electric.
Leaving me shivering,
not from wanting more,
but from the sweetness of being there.
I know these moments are not forever.
I know I cannot ask for them always.
So I take them fully,
each second, each breath,
each slow memory pressed into me.
And when the space returns,
my skin will remember. It will remember how special this was,
how rare,
how deeply felt
I like how these memories live under my skin.
25 juni 2026
Sleepless Hot Night
The night in Belgium is heavy and warm, the kind of heat that sticks to your skin and refuses to let you sleep. I’m lying awake, windows open, listening to the nature and all I can think about is us. About those nights where time didn’t exist and everything felt easy, electric, natural.
I keep thinking about what you told me earlier this week, that you’d take your time with me, that I should wait for my man on a horse. But tonight, my body is whispering something else.
Maybe it’s the heat.
Maybe it’s the memory of how we fit so effortlessly.
Or maybe it’s this energy that never really left us.
Because what if I don’t need to search for a guy on a horse?
What if the horse and the man are already right here?
We met years ago, and still, somehow, the spark refuses to die. That kind of energy doesn’t happen by accident. It lingers for a reason. And tonight, letting my thoughts run free, I imagine you taking me with you. Not away from reality, but deeper into life. Riding together into something fun, wild, a little reckless. Collecting stories, laughter, late nights, shared silences. Feeling safe with you. Relaxed. Wanted. Alive.
I know it’s not realistic. Not now. But if I let myself dream, just for tonight, this is the story my heart wants to tell.
The night slowly cools, and reality starts to settle back in. Tomorrow will come, as it always does. But maybe dreams like this exist because they’re trying to show us something… or someone… worth discovering more deeply.
Who knows what tomorrow will bring. For now, I let the warmth fade… and keep the thought of you close.
23 juni 2026
Can't Focus Today
Can’t focus today
Sitting here, warm hearted
Work fades, thoughts linger
Your arms, my shelter
Warm hugs, soul deep
Miss your soft voice
Eyes closed, you’re near
Still feel your touch
Still crave your care
You calm my storms
You quiet my mind
More than just a friend
You’re my sweet peace
22 juni 2026
I like you
A year ago, during this same event, I felt hesitation before the first kiss. Like a signal waiting for the right configuration before acquisition. But I remember how quickly it locked once it began, how effortless it felt once we trusted the setup.
That week, we were learning together again, sitting side by side in the DCA course. I noticed how often we leaned toward each other, quietly confirming understanding, exchanging small, knowing smiles.
Our connection resembled a perfect eye pattern: open, stable, alive. A perfect measurement needs two people. Alone, the signal is noisy, unstable. Together, it synchronizes: one adjusting, the other guiding, until the waveform settles into clarity.
It felt exactly like the moment an eye diagram finally opens: clean, alive, undeniable.
Then the event ended. The week closed. Flights replaced course schedules, and distance re-entered the system like added latency. Acceptable, perhaps, but unmistakably present. Attenuation followed. How does emotional synchronization survive when touch becomes memory, when connection must persist without immediate feedback? How do you stay aligned when you can no longer feel each other?
Still, we carry the quiet certainty that learning side by side creates a shared reference. One that does not disappear when the system powers down.
The patterns remain: stable, predictable, complete. Yet today, a part felt like a missing reference, a calibration that could not be done alone.
But one day, we will meet again, and sync.
20 juni 2026
I like you
I’m grateful for our moments.
Being here with you feels electric,
like time choosing to slow down just for us.
Your energy stayed with me all day,
a reminder that joy can be this simple, this real.
What we share is amazing.
I’m so glad to be here.
I want more of these moments, more laughter,
more of the sparks between us.
I like you! 💫
20 juni 2026
Vegas Astrology
I wrote a little text for your flight back home. So if you can’t sleep you have something to read.
I was reflecting on our friendship and it’s pretty interesting what we have. We met for the first time around 14 years (I am counting correct?) ago in Paris. Even back then, the energy between us felt like a total magnet. We both created our completely separate lives and built our own worlds. But every single time our paths crossed over the years, that unmistakable electricity was always right there.
Then last year we kissed and little bit more then that also… and now after not seeing each other for a whole year until this week, we just picked up right where we left off.
I know you’re not into astrology but I want to explain where our energy is coming from. Just like the moon controls the tides and nature moves in fixed seasons, human energy also follows specific cycles and geometric patterns. Astrology is basically just a giant blueprint that maps out those patterns. It explains why certain people hit it off instantly, acting as mirrors for each other’s hidden traits.
In that cosmic blueprint, our two signs, Leo and Aquarius, are exact opposites on the wheel. It creates a specific energy template built entirely on three things:
The physics of passion: Because we are total opposites, we act like natural magnets. That’s why the physical chemistry between us is so immediate and intense whenever we meet, no matter how much time has passed.
The relaxed vibe: There is zero emotional pressure or demand between us. Because of that space, I feel completely comfortable just dropping my guard and being 100% relaxed around you.
The Out-of-this-World Sex: Since our minds and energies click so effortlessly it completely translates into the bed. There is this rare mix of intense intensity and zero awkwardness, which makes the sex absolutely amazing every single time.
The beauty of distance: Our signs are built to love independence. The fact that we can go a full year without seeing each other, completely focused on our own lives and then instantly reconnect with that much heat is exactly how this specific energy thrives.
And geometrically, we are both what they call ‘fixed signs.' It means our energy is incredibly stubborn and built to last. It explains exactly why our connection doesn't fade or change when we are apart, it just freezes in time and instantly unlocks the moment we meet again.
For me, it’s the ultimate combination of high chemistry and zero drama. I love that we share this unique time together.
Because I am a Leo, I naturally love a bit of attention and making real sparkling connections when I am with you. And because you give me your full, genuine focus when we are together, my inner lion feels completely satisfied and relaxed without needing to claim you.
Just wanted to send you off with that thought.
Safe flight, and I'm really glad we got time together this week! Let's try not to wait a whole year to do it again this time.
I like you!
2025
24 juni 2025
Flight back
We laughed, we played, we lost some sleep,
You made my nights deliciously deep.
No strings, just sparks and tangled sheets,
A fire lit in secret meets.
Now you’re off, the skies a mess,
Dodging drama, no time to rest.
But hey, be safe and don’t forget,
We’ve got unfinished moves to make.
So fly back safe, survive the storm,
We’ll meet soon again where bodies warm.
23 juni 2025
Vegas Story
Thirteen years of silent electricity between us, that special energy ignited the moment we met at the Neophyte training in Paris so long ago. We both knew something simmered beneath the surface, a magnetic pull neither could deny.
There was that one other time, years ago, at the HIT event in Vegas. We came close then sweet kisses, soft touches, the beginning of something we didn’t let fully unfold. For some reason, we weren’t ready. The timing, the fear, the situation, maybe all of it.
But now? Vegas again. Same city. New chance.
There was still heat between us, unspoken and waiting. Unfinished business wrapped in years of tension. And this time, it felt different - stronger. The anticipation was back, buzzing under my skin.
Weeks before the event, after a meeting, it started with one simple message from me: “Hellooooooo! Nice to see you. Beautiful smile…”
Your reply came fast: “We need to speak.”
I still remember that call, hearing your voice again after so long. Smooth, familiar, and immediately electric. The way you spoke, laughed, teased… the energy snapped right back, like no time had passed.
You weren’t sure yet if you could find a flight to Vegas. But god, I was quietly hoping. Because deep down, I already knew exactly what I wanted. But the voice of reason whispered: can I cross this line? You’re married and one of my values is not to sleep with married men. Still, the lure was strong.
When you finally confirmed you were coming, my heart fluttered. Not too much, though I needed to be sure. I wanted to feel your certainty, your desire as clearly as my own.
The first day we met again at the hotel, you were heading to the gym. I saw you, the way you moved, how good you looked, your voice, your smile, it all pulled me in deeper than I expected.
Of course, I wanted to see you later. We had lunch with another colleague, and even though we had to keep our excitement hidden, I couldn’t help stealing glances, feeling your energy buzz close to mine.
Back at the hotel, we went our separate ways, until you caught up with me by the elevator. Those sparkling eyes locked on mine, and your question hung in the air: “Can I join you in your room?”
How could I say no? I wanted you to come up, needed it.
My heart was racing as I waited for your knock. No expectations, just that pulsing curiosity about what this wild, quiet energy between us might become after all these years. Then you were there. You stepped into the room, and the second we hugged, it felt like home. Like our bodies already knew the story we hadn’t dared to write.
We sat on the bed, and I had to ask, had to be sure. “You’re married,” I whispered. I don’t want to mess things up.” But your eyes held me steady. You were sure. You wanted this wave, this ride. Still, I asked again: “Are you sure you can handle this?”
Your answer came without words. Just a kiss. Not just any kiss but that kiss! Slow, deep, full of everything unspoken between us. Your lips fit mine like they were made for it. Our energy collided and from that moment on, there was no going back. I was unleashed, we were unleashed.
Clothes fell away. You looked at my tattoo and smiled, “I like that.” Your eyes moved over my body, but what I noticed most was you. Your naked body, strong, sexy, everything I secretly imagined. I could only hope your touch would feel as good as your presence.
Then the shower, hot water, hot hands, hot skin. Your hands gliding over my soapy body, slow and certain. It wasn’t just lust. It was electric. I loved the way you touched me ,confident, present.
I traced your shoulders, your chest and then your cock. Long. Hard.
A perfect surprise. What more could I possibly wish for?
We move to the bed, dripping and flushed, my skin still tingling from your touch in the shower. You lay me down and your hands explore every inch of me, slow, greedy, claiming. Then your mouth finds my pussy.God! The first lick steals my breath. Your tongue moves like you already know my body, already know how to drive me insane.
I arch, moan, lose it. Every nerve feels it. I grip the sheets, hips grinding, needing more , needing you. I want to feel you inside me, You don’t speak, you just move up, eyes locked on mine as you press in.
That moment! Fuck. So hard. So warm. So deep.
Our bodies meet, fit, melt. You start to move, slow, steady, building. And then we find it. Our rhythm. Our heat. Our flow.
Like the years had only been foreplay, and now, finally, we were arriving. The wild rhythm begins to soften.We slow down, we melt into each other, bodies wrapped, breath synced. Your arms wrap around me. We kiss again, not rushed, not wild, just connected. Hearts open, breath soft.
What an incredible first night. One I’ll never forget. Only one thought pulses through me: I hope it’s not the last. I want to feel this again. Tomorrow.
And that was what we did. what was meant to be one night turned into four.
Four nights of wild passion, no filters, no limits.
We let go. Fully. Bodies, minds, energy wide open.
Every night started the same. That shower.
Your magic hands. Soap. Steam. Skin.
You knew how to make me want you, more, and more.
Your touch lit me up. Every time. I melt when a man tells me what to do
And you did. With words. With your hands. With your eyes.
I opened completely, asked you what you wanted.
One evening you whispered, “I want your ass.” Fuck. One of my favorites.
The energy that flowed through me, pure fire. I came so hard. So deep.
And not just once. Again. And again. You unlocked something wild in me.
I loved sucking your cock, long, thick, beautiful. I slid down between your legs, kissed your thighs, felt your cock already hard, long, thick, pulsing in my hand. I licked the tip slowly, played with my tongue, then wrapped my lips around you soft, wet, hungry. You moaned. I smiled. I took you deeper, inch by inch,
You groaned, I wanted to feel you all the way inside. You were too long for me to take without effort, but I wanted to learn you. A little more. A little deeper.
Your cock glossy and soaked. Your breath ragged. I sucked harder,
stroking with one hand, tongue circling the tip, then sinking back down again.
You were close, I could feel it. Your body tensed, but you held back.
You pulled me up, kissed me hard, needing me now.
That other moment how you flipped me over. Face down. Ass up.
You gripped my hips, pulled me back into you. I screamed into the pillow,
but you didn’t slow down, you just went harder. Slapping sounds, skin on skin,
moans echoing through the room. Hard. Dirty. Real.
Completely gone in the rhythm of your cock. That doggy style… fucked me into another level of pleasure.
And then that night… I gave you a massage. Started soft, sweet but my hands slowly worked their way to your cock. I focused all my energy there.
You felt it. It hit you hard. I saw you came in your head, your whole body pulsing.
But you were still hard. Still ready. So I climbed on. Opposite position.
Sat deep. Hands on your chest, fingers digging into your strong shoulders.
Felt so damn good. I didn’t want to stop. I rode you slow. Then wild. Then slow again. You kept going, I kept coming. Over and over. No breaks.
Just waves of pleasure. Watching you come multiple times, feeling your energy move through me, it was beautiful. Raw. Real. Unforgettable.
Waw. That’s all I can say. Again and again.
Waw. Where did this energy even come from?
Why did we wait all these years? Maybe back then… we weren’t ready.
But now? Now we’re crazy. Perfectly in sync. And god I can only hope
it happens again.
Because this moment is grifted in my skin. In every nerve, every breath, every inch of me. Not just a memory a part of me now.
I hope to see you again soon, to feel that spark, get lost in sheets and talks,
lose and find myself in you. Because with you, it’s more than sex.It’s wild.
It lingers. It stays. Lehitra'ot! 💕
17 juni 2025
Again Again Again
Vegas. Again. Fire.
Second-time desire.
Eyes said now.
No words needed.
You pulled closer.
Kissed, heart beating.
First, warm shower.
Steam. Skin. Soapy.
Hands glided slow.
Bed. Legs open.
Fingers teased pussy.
Tongue kissed deep.
Fuck. Hard. Sweet.
No holding back.
Our rhythm flows.
Again. Again. Again.
Vegas made magic.
Second time, unforgettable.
17 juni 2025
Shower Fuck
Shower. Heat. Moan.
Wet lips glide.
You grow hard.
Hands on throat.
Tongue goes low.
Bend me slow.
Grip. Thrust. Feel.
Ride you deep.
Bounce. Bite. Slide.
Don’t stop
Fuck me.
16 juni 2025
First time in Paris
First time met in Paris
Warmth, eyes set
Energy just flowed
Years went by
Moments would fly
Connection still there
Every brief meeting
Hearts softly beating
No need words
Then it happened
Perfect, deep kisses
Bodies, souls opened
You, me — ours
Touch sparked depth
Energies made love
Not just sex
But soul woven
Truth through skin
After all years
It was here
Real, raw, right
15 juni 2025
In The Shower
In the shower,
your soft hands find me.
Water against our skin,
my body pressed to the wall.
Your kiss, slow
your fingers, harder
and everything in me awakes.
There’s an energy I can’t explain.
I lose myself in it,
again and again.
I want to breathe you in,
so my body will remember
how close we were,
how real this felt.
I want no ending,
just heat,
just us,
held under falling water
that never tells us to stop
14 juni 2025
That Night
Last night
Totally unexpected,
but so beautiful.
Electric energy, soft touches,
new sensations, new sides of us.
I didn’t see it coming
but I’ll never forget it.
It’s one of those rare memories
that settles into your skin
and stays.
Thank you for that