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Ausgehungerte-Latina (47) from Germany
- Gender: female
- Age: 47
- Zip code: xxxxx
- Country: Germany
- I speak:
I love the game between words and glances - elegant, sensual, and a bit dangerous. I don't show everything, but enough to spark imagination. Confident, playful, independent... and open to someone who enjoys subtle tension just as much as I do.
Profile of Ausgehungerte-Latina
My Personal Info
| Height | 172 cm |
| Weight | 59 kg |
| Ethnicity | Latino / Hispanic |
| Eye color | brown |
| Hair color | black |
| Hair length | shoulder |
| Figure | slim |
| Body hair | none |
| Pubic hair | none |
| Cup size | B |
| Glasses | no |
| Tattoos | several |
| Piercings | none |
| Marital status | single parent |
| Smoking | no |
My preferences
What I'm looking for, is
- a woman
- a man
- a couple
- a bisexual
What I would like to experience, is
- an escapade
- a relationship
- a flirt
- email sex
- an affair
- an exciting friendship
- fetish erotic
- group sex
What turns me on, is
- Vanilla sex
- A**l sex
- O**l sex
- Peeing
- Being submissive
- Outdoor sex
- Public sex
- Dessous
- RPG
- Voyeurism
More about me
What I can tell about myself
Empathetic, cuddly, with naughty thoughts???
What's being said about me
Hottest babe in the whole district ????
My erotic fantasy
Fantasy, limits only exist in the mind, let's push them to the extreme ????
Diary of Ausgehungerte-Latina
Visit my diary daily to stay up to date with everything I do.
Feb 01, 2026 03:30 pm
Ausgehungerte-Latina publishes a new
Video gallery
Found in Bikini | Outdoor | Fitness | Slim | Black-Haired
Feb 01, 2026 10:58 am
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
Sunday took its time. And so did I.
The morning is long gone, but the mood hasn't. This feeling of 'not having to do anything', of softened thoughts, of a body that hasn't quite arrived in the day yet. I stay with myself. Barefoot. Unplanned. Open.
It's one of those Sundays that's not loud, but close. The kind that s**tters small fantasies between coffee and silence, without speaking them out loud. I lean back, let my gaze wander, feel this calm desire that doesn't rush, but invites. Closeness can be slow today. One thought too many, one look too long, a smile that lingers.
I love these hours when everything seems possible without anything having to happen. When seduction has more to do with attitude than with action. Maybe that's exactly what my Sunday is: warm, slightly cheeky, a bit dangerously calm.
Tell me... what could convince you to stay today?
Jan 31, 2026 08:45 am
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
Saturday – when restraint becomes provocation
Saturdays feel different when you know how you affect people. I'm moving slowly today, almost sluggishly, as if I wanted to savor every moment. My body still warm from doing nothing, my thoughts soft – but by no means harmless. It's this kind of calm that is dangerous because it leaves room. For fantasy. For images. For this quiet pull deep beneath the surface.
I like this feeling when nothing is planned and yet everything resonates. When every little movement says more than necessary. When a hint of skin, a stretched-out moment, a silent smile are enough to throw someone off beat. I know exactly that I don't have to do much today. Presence is enough. The knowledge of one's own effect lies on me like warmth.
And somewhere between coffee, light, and this sweet lethargy, longing arises – not loud, not demanding, but slow, intense, hardly to be ignored. That's where I hold onto it. A little game. An open promise.
And while I catch myself lingering longer than necessary, I wonder:
How long can one sustain this tension before wanting to come closer? 🔥😌
Jan 30, 2026 12:00 pm
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
Weekend mode loading
Friday noon is this magical state where my mind is officially still working, but my body is already celebrating the weekend. The coffee tries bravely to remain serious, while my thoughts clearly have other plans. I sit here, pretending to be busy, and realize very precisely: I'm in a dangerously good mood today, slightly over-the-top and definitely too much for an ordinary workday.
Everything about me screams for a break, touch, laughter, maybe a bit of drama, and definitely passion - even if it only plays out in my head today. I call that productively useless, but emotionally perfectly set up. If the weekend were a person now, I'd have smiled at it askew and asked if it's here more often.
Friday noon, just like that: half decency, half lust, zero seriousness. And that's exactly how it should continue now. 😌🔥
Jan 29, 2026 06:50 pm
Ausgehungerte-Latina publishes a new
gallery with 19 pictures
The view behind the curtain
4.6
Delicate, hidden and yet completely present. A gallery between curiosity and unveiling.
Jan 29, 2026 06:48 am
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
Winter morning
I woke up this morning and felt how different it smells — of cool air, of calm, of unspoken crackling. The world outside is wrapped in a winter silence that lays like a velvety veil over the day. Some areas have rain, snow… everything is a bit muffled, as if the sky itself was hesitating before speaking. And me? I sit here with my coffee, as warm as my inner smile, and enjoy exactly this contrast: cold outside, a small fire inside.
It's one of those hours where you feel how many thoughts are resting in you, which are usually overlooked. The air is fresh, the streets maybe slippery, and the weather gifts me a mood that's more than just
Jan 28, 2026 11:56 am
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
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Wednesday noon: The week is officially halved… actually a shame, you could also share something else 😇😏 Tell me, would you rather be team divide fairly or prefer everything at once?
Jan 27, 2026 07:10 am
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
Not yet awake - but completely with me
I lie there, half in a dream, half already awake. The blanket is warm, the morning cautiously feels its way through the silence. My body knows this moment precisely: eyes still closed, thoughts soft as cotton, and this quiet consideration of whether I really want to turn to the world yet... or rather to myself.
I slowly turn onto my other side. Not out of comfort - rather out of curiosity. This turning has something resolute, almost courageous. A small yes to myself. The sleep still clings to me, but beneath it pulsates something that is waking up, a fine tingling that says: You are here.
I breathe more deeply, feel the contact with the mattress, with rest, with this short, precious moment in which nothing is demanded of me. No must, no plan. Only this feeling that I am enough for myself. Perhaps I smile while doing so. Perhaps I stay still. Perhaps I begin the day right here - with myself.
Jan 26, 2026 05:34 pm
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
When the day lets go
The day is slowly coming to a close. So am I. Satisfied, a bit exhausted, but in that pleasant way where the body is tired and the head suddenly gets completely different ideas. Three-quarters done - more than enough to allow myself something else.
Outside, it's awful weather. Inside, it's getting cozy. I've arrived home, let my shoulders drop, and feel this familiar pull beneath the surface: no more stress, no more obligations. Just this quiet "Now it's my turn". The irony of the day makes me smile. First, one works, then one becomes dangerously honest with oneself.
I'm cheeky enough to admit to myself that desire doesn't have to be loud. It often sits quite still, observes, waits. A hint is enough. A thought that lingers too long. A glance that no one sees. The evening can come - I've made space.
With this innocent smile, which usually knows more than it shows, I wonder casually: What if I start something today that looks harmless but feels completely different? 😌
Jan 26, 2026 09:42 am
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
Monday with tensions
Everyday life is back. Inevitable. Monday is a bit annoying, but I'm one step ahead. Coffee in hand, clear gaze, thoughts already elsewhere. My body is still calm, but beneath it lies this tense alertness that explains nothing and knows exactly what it wants.
I move slowly through the morning. Intentionally. I plan, organize, and leave gaps. It's precisely there that this quiet pull beneath the surface emerges – controlled, conscious, dangerously pleasant. Monday gets structure. I keep the crackling to myself.
A brief smile. Not friendly, rather knowing. And a question that remains: Who do I let get closer today than I should?
