Intimate - Blog Posts

Pure vibes only (hotel arc)

I've become a lustful little bitch and lust for all things sexual, perverted, or sadistic! I am somewhat of a masochist and pain turns me on sexually....

Lust or Love your choice

Building a mentally strong family with caring and open dialog.

It's about knowing what's happening and how to cope.

Is there any cpl or single guy here in africa ???

Vacation mood

Touching you like this, it always feels like the first time and I suppose it will be in a sense.

Let me love you like the beautiful man that you are ~

to any adult content creators that may stumble across this

you’re more than a body.

This is coming from a formerly “bi” person: please don’t sell your body. (I don’t mean to force anything on you,) but Turn to Jesus and He’ll take care of you.

“For I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Marvelous are Your works. I know that full well.” -Psalm 139:14

You don’t need validation from other people. these people don’t care about you. They don’t care about your personality, what you like or dislike. What your favorite cereal and superheroes are. What your favorite movie genres and hobbies are. What your favorite music genres are. They just want to use you—-use your body as a pawn, a mere object, a mere sack of meat For their own gain. They don’t care for your well being.

please. Please don’t do this. Enjoy your wife (guys)/husband(ladies) for yourself. And your wife/husband should enjoy only you. This will lead to emotional cheating if this is not followed. It’s already physical cheating to an extent. And God made private parts private for a reason. (Exodus 20:26)

I’m gonna tell you what I tell the others.  Hear me out.

(I don’t mean to force anything on you,) but ask God to send the right friends in your life and to remove the wrong ones for you. Same goes for your future husband/wife. Just pray and wait. keep God first as Billy Graham said.

Also, I have to inform you that you CANT divorce UNLESS you get cheated on, and you CANT get remarried after divorcing someone unless your divorced spouse dies. So make it count the first time. (Matt 5:32, Rom 7:1-3)

Look around you. People did things THEIR way and now people commend cheating (emotionally and physically), open relationships, and open marriages. (They ended up cheating/divorcing later on! Learn from them!)

The real one that God has for you won’t cheat on you and won’t want open relationships and open marriages. It’ll be magical—-your wife/husband will only want you and no one else. He/she will only want to be with you and know you while serving God with you. How cool is that?

After all, “The Blessing of the Lord brings wealth. He adds no painful toil to it.” -Prov 10:22

And “He who finds a wife finds what is good and receives favor from the Lord.” - prov 18:22

And “Houses and wealth are inherited from parents, but a prudent wife is from the Lord.” -Prov 19:14

all these men and women are your brothers and sisters.

“That man sitting next to you, that’s your brother. That woman over there, that’s your sister.” -Stan Lee

Treat them as such. Besides, some of these people are taken. How would you like it if someone gave your girlfriend/wife or husband/boyfriend a certain look?

Ayo, i don’t mean to force anything on anyone, but we have various types of evidence for biblical events, if anyone is interested. I also found ways to combat lust, if anyone is interested. (I’m talking archaeological evidence, miracles caught live, arguments against evolution, divine revelation, science, cosmology, fulfilled prophecy, evidence for the Bible outside of the Bible, God’s work in people’s lives, etc.)

You need to shut up you fucking gay faggot. Fuck god, fuck Jesus. Fuck you in general. Stay the fuck off the posts because they will not listen to you. Rot in hell because your God does not love gay or bi sexual people. He created man and woman. Not man and man or woman and woman. Anybody who identifies as gay or bi will not go into heaven. They will go to the fire pits of hell. That's where you are going when you die. not heaven. We are here to cause sins and have sex with each other and there is nothing you can do to stop us. We are all stronger than your weak ass. So again fuck you

God loves us all. But is He pleased with us?

look at it this way: your love your spouse or friend, but he or she hurts you in some way. The love is still there, but are you happy with that person? Probably not. But you’re willing to reconcile, aren’t you? That’s exactly how God works. That’s what marriage is about—a reflection of the relationship between God and man. Intimate, deep, nothing hidden.

It's one thing to be TEMPTED, another to ACT.

Lots of people have actually thanked me for calling them out. And I’m not trying to put anyone down. I don’t want you to suffer as I have. You are going down the same road I have and I want you to be better than me. We’re here to love God and love people. Not have sex. To serve others and bring them to God. That’s all, my friend. Be better than me. I know you can.

“you wanna know what’s on the other side? Ask someone who’s coming back.” So ask me and many others who are willing to kill themselves over their past mistakes.

“a wise man learns from his mistakes. A smart man from others’ mistakes.”

you curse me, I will bless you. I love you, sir. More than you know. I’d die for you in a heartbeat. But I guess no dying is coming for now, so… just take my advice, pretty please

hey guys, if you ever think about looking at porn or checking out other women and girls, this is what’s happening behind the scenes. Those poor girls and women are more than just bodies. Matthew 5:28. Also, check my older posts or see below on how to combat lust! Let me know if you need anything! God loves you and I love you! God bless!

This is coming from a formerly bi person (19 M when I write this)

How to combat lust: Triggers

“Trace it, face it, erase it, replace it.”

TRACE the triggers, FACE it with God’s help (you can’t do it on your own. Trust me), ERASE all triggers, and REPLACE it (put a different activity in its place. Remember how the house was cleaned, but then seven more demons showed up and trashed the place? Luke 11:26)

The fact that you’re trying is good. After all, “For the righteous man falls seven times and rises again.” (Prov 24:16)

“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled.” Matthew 5:6

“Where is God when I need Him?”

How temptation really works

Make sure to cleanse your mind. Don’t think about certain things, don’t check out girls (Or check out guys, if you’re a girl). Keep your eyes on their faces. Even then, just straight up don’t look at them if it’s possible.

Watch out for the music you listen to (dirty words. That is a trigger. Trust me. I know.) 

Try some ACTUALLY GOOD Christian music (see below)

Check these out for 

Metal: some skillet, theocracy, divinefire, golden resurrection, REFORMED

Rock: dcTalk, red, skillet, ashes remain, old Tobymac, Kevin max (from dcTalk), thousand foot krutch, jars of clay, switchfoot

Also, watch out for The shows, memes, etc. you watch. Those are triggers as well. (Dirty jokes and whatnot)

Get the correct amount of sleep. Your hormones will be thrown off.

Don’t look at men or women in a certain way. 

In the words of Stan Lee, “that man sitting next to you, that’s your brother. That woman sitting over there-that’s your sister.”

Besides, some of those people are taken. How would you like it if someone gave your boyfriend/husband or girlfriend/wife a certain look? 

Also, the people you see in those videos are people who are being trafficked and rap3d. It’s NOT what you think it is. Imagine if that happened to your girlfriend, wife, sister, friend, mother, grandmother, aunt, etc. them begging for their life inside while ACTING as if it’s okay? They’re called “ACTORS” for a reason.

My friend, don’t do this. These men and women are just trying to get by. They don’t need anyone looking at them in a certain way. They just want to be loved, Not lusted after. Not looked at and used like a s3x toy and put away when not needed. They might be low on money, they could have been traumatized, they could be su!cidal, they could be selling their bodies unwillingly so they can get cash. Please. You don’t know what theyre going through. 

protect and look after everyone as if they were your children. Care for them as you would your own spouse or closest/only friend. Love and look at them as if you had one hour left to be with them.

Ayo, i don’t mean to force anything on anyone, but we have various types of evidence for biblical events, if anyone is interested. I also found ways to combat lust, if anyone is interested. (I’m talking archaeological evidence, miracles caught live, arguments against evolution, divine revelation, science, cosmology, fulfilled prophecy, evidence for the Bible outside of the Bible, God’s work in people’s lives, etc.)

#Over-penetrated #curbing desire

Few things are as mesmerizing as watching two beautiful women making out 🤤

You're mine. Anywhere. Anytime.

I like it when you wear something pretty.

Show me what you're wearing.

You like it.

Feel how much you turn me on.

Give me a hand...

Tell me about all your dreams - every bright hope and every dark fantasy.

Pillow Talk

Close the distance on this large bed and tell me everything on your mind. I want to be your comfort, I want to be your warmth. Give everything to me, release all your woes and all your energy into me. I’m yours tonight and forever. I’m yours to love and yours to use.

Be prepared for the moment.

Let me feel your chest against mine.

She submits willingly, I enjoy immensely.

Pristine White

There are instances which while I am not particularly proud of to boast, did present a mix of intense pleasure, a bit of pain and valuable experience.

Without getting into too much of details, let’s just say that the ‘gentleman’ I report to in my office enjoys a lot of "consented"-privileges on me. It wasn’t a willful decision on my part at the beginning, rather a Hobson’s choice. Having said that however, I also must add that over a period of time of getting to know each other ‘very closely’ while deriving pleasure, a level of fondness did develop and what started as a coerced submission eventually paved its way into willful enthusiasm in full consent. That although didn’t mellow him, he knew he won’t have to struggle to enjoy his rights at his will.

A time came when he knew about his ‘ownership’ status on my physical being and being personally very satisfied, it was then extended to his very close friends and few men whose decisions mattered a lot on the scope of new business to be won. It was on one of these ‘extended privileges’ that I found myself in a position similar to the image here, which reminded me of it. I was summoned into his office on one of the days and I found one of his friends sitting in his cabin, someone who had been close to me a few times at my boss’ home. Something told me the mood prevailing inside the room wasn’t a very upbeat one. “You have an assignment”, my boss told me very matter-of-factly. “I wasn’t sure if I wanted to send you for this one, but then I trust only you to handle this. He will tell you of the rest while you will be on your way in the car this evening”, he said, pointing me towards his friend. He then turned towards his friend and told him, “you need to assure that she is safely escorted out after the ‘assignment’ is over and faces no difficulty in reaching home. You need to be present yourself there and not through one of you other employees. I will not risk her at all. You need to assure me of that”. His friend responded with a complete assurance and his physical presence at all times permitted. “Call me once you are out upon completion of the task and have reached home. I will be anxious about your return”, he told me.

While in the car on my way to a really posh hotel that evening, his friend explained. A really big decision is awaited from a political leader of a western country. Apparently he would be leaving India in the coming week and by then would have formed his mind about the decision which will have a direct impact on the business that this friend is engaged into. So far, he feels that the decision would be in his favour. However he has been privately ‘requested’ by this leader that while in India, he was desirous of trying out everything Indian to satisfy himself as to if he should sign the document in favour of a businessman in India. He wanted to be with someone Indian to show him around the city on the next day in case he liked her company today. He paused and looked at me and the implications of ‘everything Indian’ sunk into me. Hence is his need to borrow my presence from my boss for the evening.

He made a call to the people in the hotel to ensure that I am not made to wait in the lobby under any circumstances and be escorted to the appointed suite immediately. He told me that this leader made it very clear that no compromise to be made on the quality and thus only someone with a recommendation be allowed to come inside his room. Definitely not someone who is available for a price. And so, I am from this moment on be known as his best-friend’s wife, someone who he had to coax and persuade a lot, a lot to her agreement to come over for a while today and show him around the city for the rest of his stay here.

We reached the hotel. The organization was flawless, I was forthwith escorted by my “husband’s best-friend” to the floor where the suite was. When he knocked, the door was opened by a gentleman who greeted both of us with a big welcome. We came inside and the door was locked behind us. Our host said he was very pleased that I could come to spend some time with him today and maybe over the next few days to show him around. I smiled and pointed to my companion and said, I came only because he and my husband are best-friends and…”, I paused and added, “and he really really persuaded me to meet you”. I guess my mention about my exclusivity impressed our host and he invited the two of us to have a drink. My boss’ friend quickly mentioned that he had to attend to some very important calls and would rather be there. He requested our host to call him so that he could come to pick me up once our host is ready. He rose and left.

My host poured me a glass of wine and asked if I wanted to have a small dance with him. I said I am not very good in it but probably can try. Gulping down a few quick ones, he put on a nice waltz and beckoned to me to join him. The dim yellow lights really played on with our moods. I adjusted my saree and offered my hand to him to lead me into the dance. He pulled me closer and pretty soon his hand was pressing down on my waist while pulling my torso firmly against him as we waltzed around. There were smiles and giggles and touches and feels all over me. Somewhere between the drinks and the dances I realized I was in the process of losing my saree and the petticoat. He paused for a moment to look at me. I think he felt satisfied savouring the sight of everything Indian in a dusky brown complexion which was a stark contrast against his fairness. I saw him loosen his belt and unbuttoning his trousers which fell to the ground as he stepped out of it. I saw him pulling the elastic of his underwear down till his lower body was in nude. He stepped closer and a push backwards landed me on the soft, smooth, pristine white linen on the big bed. A combination of several rapid movements made me realize I was pinned down on the soft, white bed while his entire fair-skinned physique with hairy chest hovered all over me, pausing to feel specific places before moving on to the next. Despite his urge, he exercised good control over myself to ensure I get into the mood too instead of just submitting. It felt good and I allowed him to keep playing. A while later, I don't know how long was it after, I realized he was trying to align himself with me to engage in coitus while pinning me down under his huge frame. A momentary sensation of a robust erection trying to find its way inside me was followed by the feeling of a 'void' inside me which got gradually filled. There were a few seconds of rest while he rejoiced in the successful breaching of the castle door and then he assumed his primal masculine form to begin the process to summon his seeds. The thrusts were powerful enough to jerk my entire body upwards even while being under his enormous masculine weight.

It may sound funny now, but the last thought that flashed through my mind before the pleasure of his maleness numbed the consciousness out of me was that the pristine-white bedsheets won’t be as white tomorrow morning after they dry.

DAYDREAMING SOMETHING Mmmmm!

I’d shower with you

I wish

I’m daydreaming rn

You out the shower…

1st time we’ve shared such a space

Based off our interactions & now face 2 face again, you trust your intuitions more… our magic is more real

So you walk out in just your towel - wrapped just enough around you to keep warm, hide nipples, and tease treasure

Eye contact

We both smile

Words not needed

You took the trusting step and we both recognize and celebrate it with excitement

I say “let me help you”

I come over. Grabbing the towel i spin you to where your back is to me, but i have control of the towel…

I move your hair and dry your back

Your waist… never fully reaching your front 😉

Then i say “excuse me” as i spread your legs futher apart, drop down, and dry from your inner thighs to toes

Your right leg

Then your left

While on one knee i ask you… “turn around, please?”

Never looking up, i begin at your feet

Left shin

Left knee

Back down to right shin

Right knee

As i adjust the towel in my hands, i look up at you

And ask if you are cold

With the towel as i need it i shuffle closer, face less than an inch from your skin

Exhale so you feel the warmth of my breath on your drying skin

(And to compose myself, because what your eyes are saying is str8 starting shit 😜)

I pat. I dab the towel, that is wrapped behind you right leg - across the front of your lower thigh… working my way up

And just before…. I switch to your lower left thigh… doing the same

I Lick my lips

And ask…

“May I?”

I kiss just under your belly button

My warm lips are contrary to the cold touch from the tip of my nose

Your body reacts

As it does you realize where my hands are, as they supportively grip you to go no where

I kiss lower, as my right arm begins to lift your left thigh

You reach for balance (wall, chair, bed, door, whatever it there)

I lick my lips again as you look to see why i slightly paused

You can sense my breathing has changed

And u like it’s intensity

I put your left thigh on my shoulder, adjust my kneeling accordingly

And lick between your lips gently

Letting my anxiety to taste you be your moisturizer

I gently lick again

Ever lower

Ever closer

Till my moisture is met with yours,…

Just after, your clit gets the first glimpse of what this tongue can do

I can taste you

How ready you are, only deepens my breath

Exhaling want and desire, you can feel its warmth

As i quickly say “Let me” before i dive in - never allowing you to respond (verbally)… only to respond (physically) as i spell the alphabet in lowercase and capitals until i learn (from your reaction) your letters of the day

Lowercase “L”

Capital “W”

Lowercase “A”

Lowercase “E”

I grip your waist as you teach me your code to unlock your goddess

Until i stop

Because as a gentleman, i need you not to strain… and standing is getting difficult

I just stop and stand

Place my right hand on the side of your face

Gently turn your head to your left

Lean into where our bodies touch and my lips are grazing your neck, just below you ear

And i say …

“Mmmm. Baby? I need you to lay down.”

You move without words, but i hold you in place

In the same spot i speak - while embracing you closer…

“May I… do more?”

You take a few steps back as i lead you, like we are ballroom dancing

You lay back on the bed

I return to my selfishness, tasting my way to your clit’s password

You can sense how i like it when you slip from receiving to giving - trying to ride my tongue

As you become more expressive, i only come up to quickly say things like:

“Let go”

“That’s it”

“Gimme”

“I want you to cum”

“Good girl”

And very possibly, if your day was as stressful/eventful/energy-draining as recent days

Then after your climax

I savor the flavors you gifted me, as i calmly grab the lotion

And begin to lotion you like we should have done 3 orgasms ago

I ask you to roll on your back, as i finish and our eyes talk for us

I intermittently place kisses here and there

You lay on your left as we embrace and i tease you with kisses and talking - where my lips intentionally run gently against yours

I get lost in your eyes again

Start rambling

You smile. Put your finger over my lips… &

Kiss me like there is no such thing as an ending

And roll onto your right side… keeping my arms around you like it’s the only blanket you have

I slightly adjust to be as comfortably close as possible

We snuggle

I move your hair and kiss the back of your neck

And say “thank you”

You roll over to be face to face

I break eye contact to admire your body… and bring my eyes back to yours

Never breaking eye contact i take a deep breath in and exhale

My eyes become more sincere

You see my truthfulness b4 i say a word

I smile (as you always make me do)

And say…

“Thank you for sharing your pleasures with me.”

I swear whatever exists beyond this life can be seen - in glimpses - in your pleasures

Eyes

Smile

Voice

Body

Mmmm…!

I love your language

-the end

—————

pati3ntwo1f (04272023)

I wanna share it with you.

It’s only natural to be daddy’s stress toy 😈

How I love to caress the soft perfect curve of your ass as we make out. Slow languid kisses and caresses. Letting the tips of my fingers brush over your panties and your soft folds ever so lightly, knowing the caress is making you ache for more, making you slowly soak your panties. Feeling the vibrations of your moan in my mouth at the touch. Our hunger building with each kiss, with each caress. Tongue playing, biting lips and nibbling on necks and ears. Caressing your beautiful face, fingers through your hair, brushing against your cheek, across your lips as I kiss you, sucking on fingers and tongues before kissing you hard and long. Slipping my hand down along your chest, wet fingertips brushing against hard nipples, circling and teasing them before slipping lower and back across your ass. Feeling how wet your panties are as my fingertips brush over the fabric. Your hips pushing towards me as you try to grind against me. Can you feel how hard you make me baby girl? Feel daddy’s cock swelling and aching for you. Waiting for that moment when I can slip inside of you and fill that sweet dripping cunt with daddy’s desire for you. Soon my sweet angel, but not yet. Daddy isn’t don’t with your luscious ass and your sweet hungry kisses.