The blue hour is the name for the phenomenon that in the morning, the hour before sunrise and in the evening just after sunset, the air and the surroundings takes on a blue color under certain conditions.
The hour between day and night, neither the one nor the other.
I never understood it correctly, but now I do.
The blue hour is part of twilight, which I already wrote about. The name originated from French: l’heure bleue.
The light is beautiful, very soft with a warm shade.
It shows your skin better.
It shows you, but not all.
Would you wake me up?
Or, for my part, we stay together awake for it.
Fuck me until the sun rises.
Lick me from front to back.
Get in with your tongue.
Let me feel.
Let me come.
Let me exhilarate and surprise you.
Squirt on you.
I’ll make you wet.
Lick your fingers.
Lick your lips.
I want to taste myself. On everything of you.
The radio soft.
This night has everything.
You have everything.
What I expect from a man.
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: