hotel motel holiday inn
One day in December.
When daylight doesn’t stand a chance and the day seems to pass automatically in evening and into the darkness of the night.
The sky shows all kinds of gray and it rains.
It is the kind of rain that seems endless.
Raging rain, skyfall.
It is also the kind of rain that no make-up can withstand.
Mascara runs out.
But it doesn’t matter.
Where I go, nobody pays attention to these kind of details.
Where I go, there is an atmosphere of cheap, whorish, dark.
And tonight, all of it is on my side baby.
I meet you in a motel, somewhere along a highway, I’ve already forgotten where.
The only thing that matters is how I make my entrance.
I wear a trenchcoat.
I’m naked underneath it.
I feel my coat sticking to my body, because it’s not completely waterproof and my skin is hot with horny excitement for what’s coming.
I wear my highest heels.
My hair is wet and hangs in strings along my face.
My eyes prick a little because of the mascara.
And yet I know I still look perfect.
In a dirty mind of way.
You open the door.
We don’t speak words, just pure steaming body language.
That’s the real deal. The way I like it.
First my entrance.
That jacket out. Slowly, but certainly.
I feel wetness on my skin.
And wetness between my legs.
Which kind do you prefer?
Watch me get naked. In front of you.
I’m preparing for what’s next. La grande finale, so to speak.
This is how I planned it.
This is how I imagined how it would be.
This is what gave me such intens orgasms lately. Just by imagining it. All.
On hands and knees. Crawl out for you.
My ass backwards.
Don’t look back.
But show you (my) everything.
All artwork by Puck Rietveld
The philosophy behind blogporn is not so much that it’s written by me, as being my own person, but from a pseudonym. An alter ego, so to speak. This has several advantages.
First, my writings (on the wall) are not linked to me as a person, I mean that people who read blogporn don’t make an association with me. To guarantee my anonymity for various reasons. On the other hand, I think it’s important that everyone (18+) may and can recognize themselves in blogporn. It could therefore in principle be written by everyone and at the same time for everyone. This is what it’s all about. I find that important.
I want to exhilarate, challenge, be vulnerable, be able to be, dare to(o), arouse curiosity and share, create togetherness or just stimulate time with yourself. I want you to smile in recognition, get warmed by desire, notice your body when you get horny, really feel and touch yourself and who knows the other person too. What you do before, during or after blogporn is your choice. A sort of everything is possible and everything is allowed story 😉
Now let’s go back to my alter ego, the pseudonym I choose to write under. I chose N/A. The literal translation of this is: Not Applicable. It also means Not Available and No Answer. And last but not least: