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Av3ry (44) from Germany

Gender: female
Age: 44
Zip code: xxxxx
Country: Germany
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quote Curious, creative, sometimes a bit crazy - and always with a penchant for people who have more to tell than you initially realize. Interesting conversations, humor, imagination, and unexpected encounters are exactly the things that make a contact exciting. Open to new things and curious about what can develop. Without drawers, without a finished script. That way, it can stay exciting.

Profile of Av3ry

My Personal Info

Height	157 cm
Weight	75 kg
Ethnicity	White / Caucasian
Eye color	brown
Hair color	brown
Hair length	longer
Figure	thickish
Body hair	little
Pubic hair	partly shaven
Cup size	Not available
Glasses	yes reading glasses
Tattoos	one
Piercings	one
Marital status	single
Smoking	Not available

My preferences

What I'm looking for, is

a woman
a man
a couple

What I would like to experience, is

a flirt
email sex
an affair
an exciting friendship
B**M

What turns me on, is

Vanilla sex
A**l sex
O**l sex
Being submissive
Being dominant
Sex Toys
Outdoor sex
Public sex
RPG
Voyeurism
B**M

More about me

What I can tell about myself

Maybe I'm not quite what you expect at first glance. The little things often stick with me: a certain look, a sentence at the right time, or a detail that others might overlook. Humor is a must. I can laugh at myself just as much as I laugh at life – and that's probably just as well. And yes, I probably overthink things more than necessary. But I enjoy discovering connections where others have long since moved on.

What's being said about me

"You can talk to me about really anything." "You're sometimes delightfully crazy - but in a good way." "You think too much." "You have a special way of making people feel like they're really being seen." "With you, you never quite know what's coming next." And some would probably add: "You're more curious than you sometimes like." Which of these is true? You're free to figure that out yourself.

My erotic fantasy

I might not reveal that so simply. I find it much more interesting if you ask me about it yourself. Maybe that will lead to a longer conversation, maybe surprising thoughts, maybe a bit of mind cinema. And who knows where a conversation will go if both parties are curious enough?

Diary of Av3ry

Visit my diary daily to stay up to date with everything I do.

Nov 15, 2026 01:48 pm Av3ry writes a new entry in the diary

Until sleep

quote She lies on her back, her eyes closed, already almost drifting off to sleep. The room is quiet, her thoughts are slowly fading away. Until she suddenly feels a touch. A hand gently placed on her stomach. A warm breath on her neck, then lips that slowly make their way to hers.
The kiss is demanding, full of warmth and that familiar fire that immediately makes her wake up. She returns it, while his hands slowly wander over her body. Her own hands also start moving, stroking his back, sliding to his shoulders and finally finding his neck. Her f****rs get tangled there, as if she wants to pull him even closer to her.
She gets lost in this exchange of gentle touches and passionate kisses. A brief pause, a glance, a soft smile, before they come closer again. The world around them fades away, and for a moment, there is only this warmth between them.
Whether she is still dreaming or has long since arrived in her fantasy, she can hardly say. But she lets herself drift. And sleep will probably have to wait a little while longer.

Nov 12, 2026 11:17 pm Av3ry writes a new entry in the diary

Night fire

quote The room lies still and dark. Nevertheless, images dance through her thoughts. It's late, she's tired, but her imagination seems far from wanting to sleep.

As so often, she stretches out her hand in thought. Her f****rtips find warm skin, glide slowly over it. She blinks, and the image in front of her inner eye becomes clearer. Two bodies, closely entwined. Her legs wrapped around him, his arms holding her close to him. Forehead to forehead, so close that she can feel his breath on her lips.

For a moment, they simply look at each other. This familiar smile, the warmth of his skin, and the unspoken tension between them. Then she closes her eyes and lets herself be carried away by the closeness. Her hands wander over his back, while she snuggles even a little closer to him. A kiss that starts slowly and yet forgets much too quickly how late it is.

She feels this pull that spreads within her and lets it happen. The images become more vivid, the movements more familiar. A soft laugh between two kisses, a whisper in her ear, and this feeling of being completely absorbed in this moment for an instant.

The whirlpool pulls her deeper in. It's a fantasy she's conjured up so many times before, and yet it doesn't lose any of its intensity. Maybe it's precisely because she discovers new small details every time.

And while the night remains still outside, a very own small fire continues to burn in her thoughts.

Nov 09, 2026 04:46 pm Av3ry writes a new entry in the diary

Shadow play

quote The silence in her head confused her. It had only been a fleeting thought, flashing through her mind like a lightning bolt. And yet, she had immediately recognized what she saw.
Shadows, intertwined tightly. Movements that twisted around each other, almost like a snake and its prey. Or was it a dance? A game of closeness and d***tion, where neither seemed to dictate the rhythm.
She didn't dare come closer and remained hidden in the darkness. Her eyes followed the movements, which seemed strangely familiar to her. Small sparks ran over her skin as she slowly understood what was happening in front of her.
She blinked, tried to sharpen her gaze, but the contours remained blurred. Maybe she didn't want to look closer. Because while her eyes only recognized shadows, her body seemed to know what was happening long ago.
A whisper on her lips. Warm skin, very close to hers. A familiar scent that awakened something in her. And then this voice, right by her ear. Soft, almost like a secret, meant only for her.
"I feel your heat."
For a moment, she held her breath. The darkness seemed to become even denser, while this one sentence echoed in her. And deep within her, something began to glow, which she thought she had long under control.

Nov 09, 2026 11:15 am Av3ry writes a new entry in the diary

Just one step further

quote His gaze lingers on her. On her smile, on the way she looks at him. He steps closer, lets his hand glide softly over her arm and feels how naturally she accepts his proximity.

His f****rs wander to her waist, linger there for a moment. He notices her scent, feels her breath and this soft crackling that's between them.

As he brushes a strand out of her face, he meets her gaze. He wants to savor this moment. Her closeness, her warmth, the almost imperceptible smile on her lips.

His hand finds her neck. He leans towards her, slow enough to give her time to meet him. And when their lips touch, he knows that some thoughts are better left unspoken.

But his imagination has long since taken another step.

Nov 08, 2026 02:33 pm Av3ry writes a new entry in the diary

Dream flight

quote For just a few seconds, she sank into this thought. She felt his cheek under her hand, imagined her f****rs slowly stroking it and moving to the back of his neck. Her breathing deepened, while her mind had already painted the next movements.
It's amazing how quickly a vision takes on a life of its own. How a harmless touch suddenly becomes so much more. Hands searching for each other, f****rs gliding over skin. His gaze, that small smile, and the closeness that lets her fantasy grow further.
Fragments of conversation appear. Whispered words, a soft giggle, and that particular smile that she can see so well in front of her. Then again his lips meeting hers. At first cautious, almost questioning, before one kiss turns into another. Her hands find their way, rest for a moment, and wander further. Everything seems so familiar and at the same time full of tension.
It's as if he were right in front of her. She almost believes she can feel his warmth, his breath very close to her skin. The images change, merge into each other, and become more vivid. From memories, new scenes emerge, and from small gestures, entire stories unfold. And with each one, this quiet fire within her grows.
The world around her blurs. She doesn't even try to resist it. She lets the images come, enjoys the tingling, and loses herself in this game of closeness, touch, and desire.
For a moment, she belongs entirely to this fantasy. And as her thoughts wander further, everything seems possible. As if her dreams had grown wings and knew exactly where they wanted to take her.

Nov 05, 2026 08:29 pm Av3ry writes a new entry in the diary

Under the skin

quote A cozy evening. A cup of coffee, a good book, and the silence that slowly spreads through the room. She makes herself comfortable and begins to read. But at some point, the lines blur before her eyes. The story draws her in until suddenly she is no longer reading, but standing right in the middle of it.
She finds herself in a room that feels strangely familiar yet foreign. The large cushions on the sofa, the dimmed light, the familiar atmosphere. Images form in her head without her searching for them.
Then she sees herself.
Her hair disheveled, a smile on her lips, and above her a body whose proximity she can almost feel. She shakes her head briefly and looks again. But the images are already changing.
Suddenly she is in the shower. Water runs over her skin while a hand wraps around her thigh. A brief moment, a familiar feeling. Then the scene changes again. Other places, other moments, but always this closeness, these touches, and the soft tingling that she cannot quite let go of.
She blinks and tries to concentrate on the story again. But slowly she realizes that it is not the book that is carrying her so far away. The images come from a completely different story. From dreams that recur, and memories that she has long since not forgotten.
Tingling moments that slumber like a soft echo beneath her skin.

Oct 27, 2026 02:48 pm Av3ry writes a new entry in the diary

Autumn whispering

quote The forest lies still before her. Under her feet, the colorful leaves rustle, while the cool autumn air brushes against her cheeks. Golden sunbeams fall through the branches and make the last leaves on the trees shine. She stops as her gaze falls on a single leaf that gently drifts to the ground.
She smiles and picks it up. As she does, the memory of that evening suddenly returns. The warm light, the soft words, and this whisper that felt almost like a secret seduction.
She remembers the closeness, the glances that lasted longer than necessary, and the kisses that started cautiously and soon forgot all restraint. The hands that stroked gently over her back as she leaned closer to him. Their lips found each other again and again, and for a while, the world outside seemed to stand still.
She sees herself in front of her, lying on top of him, her hair falling in soft waves down her back. The light draws warm shadows on her skin as she bends down to him. Her forehead almost touches his, and between one smile and the next, their lips meet again. Their t****es meet in a familiar, slow game that needs no explanation.
A cool breeze brings her back to the forest. The leaf trembles between her f****rs, and she smiles as she lets it slide to the ground. Sometimes it only takes a small moment to bring a memory back to life. And as she continues on her way, this soft tingling stays with her for a while.

Oct 20, 2026 06:44 pm Av3ry writes a new entry in the diary

A hint

quote She hadn't even noticed how far her thoughts had wandered. In her imagination, she could feel his f****rtips lightly touching hers. A fleeting touch, barely more than a whisper, and yet it contained something that made her smile.
In her mind's eye, she let her f****rs merge with his, as his thumb slowly stroked her wrist. She pictured his gaze, that small smile that hinted at so much without revealing anything. Her own hand drifted to his cheek, and she savored the idea of feeling his warm skin under her f****rtips.
She moved a little closer to him. Her gaze drifted to his lips, lingered there for a moment longer than intended, before she looked back into his eyes. Between them lay this silent tension that didn't need words. Just a little less distance, a brief hesitation, and the quiet feeling that something could come of this moment.
She took her time, enjoying the thrill of this imagination and how her fantasy turned a small touch into something so alluring. For a moment, there was nothing she needed to pay attention to. Just this smile, this look, and the question of how close she would get to him if she just let her thoughts continue.
A sudden noise snapped her out of her reverie.
She blinked, looked around, and couldn't help but laugh softly when she realized where her thoughts had been. For a moment, this tingling sensation lingered, like a little secret that was hers alone.
Then she turned back to what she had been doing, but the smile on her lips didn't want to disappear for a while.

Oct 18, 2026 09:40 pm Av3ry writes a new entry in the diary

Sounds

quote In her evening thoughts, she hears the noises and sees the images before her. There are these words that hang in the air, so meaningful and yet saying nothing, and yet they feel strangely true.
Like the touches that were hardly there and yet went so close to her. These fleeting moments when their glances met and for a moment everything else receded into the background. And then again this small distance, this unspoken something that hovered between them and led her thoughts back to him again and again.
The kisses are still there too. So self-evident and yet full of meaning. Like a quiet spark that has ignited something in her that she can't simply push aside. With every kiss, with every casual touch, the warmth seemed to grow a little stronger. And especially the moments when they moved away from each other again made her feel how much she longed for his closeness.
And then there's this voice. She can't quite say what it is that fascinates her about it. Maybe it's the way it sounds, or this quiet undertone that lingers in her for a long time. Sometimes she thinks she recognizes individual words, even though silence has long since set in. And sometimes it's enough to just remember this sound to make the images in her head come alive again. It's as if something in her is waiting for her to hear the voice again, without quite knowing why.
So she lets her thoughts continue to drift, without having to give them a name. Maybe it's just a dream, maybe it's also a small piece of longing that's making its way. But as she leans back and smiles, she feels that something in her continues to glow.
Very quietly. And yet clearly enough to hold onto for a while.

Oct 15, 2026 09:14 pm Av3ry writes a new entry in the diary

Like in the book

quote Outside, it's long been dark. Wrapped in a blanket, she sits there and reads her book. The words draw her deeper into the story until the lines blur and she's suddenly right in the middle of it.
She stands on the edge of the road as a car stops. He gets out and their eyes meet. She immediately recognizes him. That calm smile, that gaze that lingers on her for a moment longer. And just like that, that inexplicable flutter is back.
Then the scene changes.
Warm light, muted music, and the soft clinking of glasses. She sits with him in a bar. They know each other better by now, but there's still that spark between them that grows a little stronger with every encounter.
His arm brushes against hers. As he leans in towards her, she feels his breath on her ear. She turns her head and suddenly they're dangerously close. His gaze drifts to her lips before he looks back into her eyes. That small, knowing smile almost drives her crazy.
His hand rests on her waist. She feels the warmth of his f****rs through the fabric, moves closer, and lets her hand rest in the back of his neck. For a moment, they simply hold each other's gaze.
Then there's no hesitation anymore.
His lips meet hers. At first, gentle, then full of longing. She pulls him closer as his hand glides over her back. The music around them fades into insignificance. There's only this closeness, the warmth of his skin, and the feeling that all the unspoken desires finally find their way.
One kiss follows another. Her f****rs get tangled in his hair, his smile grazes her lips before he kisses her again. She loses all sense of time. Of what's happening outside. Of everything that's not him.
The images become faster, the boundaries between dream and reality blur. His arms around her, their bodies close together, this fire that can't be hidden with a smile anymore. She lets go, surrenders the last bit of control, and enjoys every moment as if there's nothing that could hold her back.
And then…
she opens her eyes.
Her breathing quickens, the blanket has slipped, and the book still lies on her lap. For a moment, she needs to realize where she is.
Then she sets the book aside and smiles.
Who would have thought that a few lines could take her so far?
She pulls the blanket around herself again and leans back. The fire in her thoughts hasn't quite gone out yet.
And maybe it doesn't need to.

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