Blue Temptation Elegance in Sensuality
4.9
Sensual, playful, elegant - that's about right so far, or is that too high-falutin? What do you think?
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.
Dec 13, 2025 04:45 pm
Ausgehungerte-Latina publishes a new
gallery with 9 pictures
Dec 13, 2025 04:40 pm
Ausgehungerte-Latina publishes a new
Video gallery
Workout
162 x 360
3.9
Here, dear people, I wanted to share with you what I'm trying to do to keep my body the way it is. Nobody helps me burn fat.
Found in Bikini | Outdoor | Fitness | Slim | Black-Haired
Dec 13, 2025 09:44 am
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
Between waking up and arriving
I've just woken up properly. This slow return to the body, when sleep still clings to thoughts and the world outside feels quieter than usual. The coffee is already there, warm, reliable – without it, this moment wouldn't be half as gentle. I hold the cup in my hands for a moment longer than necessary, as if I need to remind myself that I'm here.
Inside me, it's calm. Not empty, but collected. Thoughts drift lazily, without purpose or pressure. There's something sensual about it: not having to do anything, but being allowed to do everything. I feel this subtle openness, as if the day hasn't imposed anything on me yet, and I can shape it to my whim.
Perhaps it's this in-between time that appeals to me. Not yet morning, not yet noon – just me, my breath, the coffee, and this quiet sense of possibility. Attention is in the air, tangible, almost as if it's waiting to be invited. I like that. This game of presence, without being loud.
Today, it's okay to be slow. And awake at the same time. I give my thoughts the space to let something sparkling emerge from calmness – on its own, without haste.
Dec 12, 2025 08:52 pm
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
A glow that refuses to fall asleep…
The evening has crept in quietly, but my body is anything but calm. It's as if the darkness has flipped a switch, leaving me electrified. I sit here, wrapped in the warmth of my apartment, and at the same time, it feels like a small fire is flickering under my skin – impatient, cheeky, much too awake to stay well-behaved.
I don't know if it's the whole week that's got me heated up, or just this Friday evening, which leaves so much room for fantasy. But I'm pretty h***y. Not loud, not wild – rather this deep, smoldering desire that starts quietly in my thoughts and then gradually spreads through my whole body. A tingling that doesn't want to be hidden anymore.
Sometimes it's exactly this hour of the day that makes me feel most vulnerable – but also most alive. When everything outside calms down and I finally get to feel what's really raging inside me. I notice how my thoughts become more playful, how my mood becomes braver, how this warm pull makes me smile. It's a buzzing that calls out for attention… for adventure… for sparks that could jump if only you let them.
And to be honest? Today, I'll let them. I lean back, breathe deeply, and enjoy the fire that keeps me awake. This feeling of being desirable – and having a craving for being desired.
Maybe it's the night, maybe it's me – but something inside me says: Today, fantasy could easily become reality… if the right impulse comes.
And what does the night do to you? Do you also feel this secret buzzing in your belly when everything becomes quiet? 😏🔥
Dec 12, 2025 12:34 pm
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
Lunchtime
The midday feels like a soft transition between duty and freedom today. I've already accomplished a lot, and yet I feel this pleasant tug that says: Slow down, Michele... now you can enjoy yourself too. It's this moment of the day when everything briefly comes to a standstill before the afternoon sets its own pace.
The apartment is warm, the sun glitters outside in the cold air, and I sit there with my plate, my coffee, and a small smile. Not because something special has happened - but because the rhythm is right. Sometimes that's enough: a quiet breath, a bit of light, a moment where you don't have to prove anything.
As I sit like that, I notice how my thoughts start to wander. Not hectic, rather playful. This light tingling when fantasy knocks on the door and asks if the day might still have something surprising in store. I love these in-between times. These spaces where everyday life becomes gentle and the joy of life gets a bit louder.
Maybe it's due to the warmth of the room or the sun that's grazing my shoulder. Maybe it's because I feel so pleasantly 'at home' right now. It's these midday moments that remind me how good it feels to take a little rest - and at the same time stay open to what's still to come.
I lean back, breathe deeply, and realize: Today is a day that's looking at me kindly. And I just look back.
👉 And you - how does your midday feel? Quiet, full of energy, or a bit electrifying?
Dec 12, 2025 06:40 am
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
Dive up and down
The morning feels like a warm leaning back to me today, after a quiet, little adventure that I wouldn't really like to explain to anyone. For two days, I was like swallowed up by the earth, invisible, submerged – and somehow I have to laugh about it myself. Not out of embarrassment, but out of this 'oh Michele… typically you' feeling that accompanies me more often than I'd admit.
Now I'm sitting here again, coffee in hand, and feel how good it does to be back. It's this gentle tingling when you know that you were only away for a short time, but the world has still turned a bit further. And as I take the first sip, I notice how a mixture of relief and quiet playfulness rises up in me. Maybe because I know that my absence was less dramatic than it seems. Maybe because I found myself again – in my little chaos that only I can manage.
The day feels like a restart. A bit cheeky, a bit determined, a bit seductive… as if the morning winked at me and said: 'Well, back again? Then play a bit.' And I admit: I like the idea.
Sometimes you just have to disappear for a short time to emerge with new energy – and with a secret in your luggage that nobody needs to know.
👉 Say… did you miss me a bit or just curiously observed whether I'd show up again? If you want to know the real reason, just ask me, even if I find it a bit embarrassing
Dec 09, 2025 09:27 am
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
Between fabric and tension
This morning caught me with a particularly special energy. This quiet tingling that runs through my body like a fine current. Maybe it's due to the calmness of the day, maybe it's because of the small scene that just played out. I stood in the soft light in front of the window, the dress loose on my skin, warm from waking up and somehow hungry for a feeling that's hard to put into words.
As I held the phone in my hand, the fabric of my dress slid down between my f****rs like on its own. Just a piece, just a moment - but that moment had it in itself. It was this game of everyday life and fantasy that I like so much, it's dangerously good. A soft tug on the fabric, a barely noticeable pause, and the air around me swirled a bit denser, a bit warmer.
I felt my breath deepen, my heart beat a bit faster, as if the morning had challenged me: 'Well, do you dare?'. I love these small border areas. This hovering between 'I shouldn't' and 'I want to though'. And today... yes, today the temptation was too sweet to simply ignore.
The room was quiet, just me, my breath, and the soft light. No audience, no mirror, just my own feeling. And that's exactly what made it so intense. Maybe it was the unspoken. Maybe the idea of what could happen if someone had been standing right next to me at that exact moment.
I notice how this day feels like it's calling for more. For a soft tug under my skin, for a craving to distract myself and at the same time to slide deeper into this mood. And I wonder... how far will this feeling carry me until the evening?
Dec 08, 2025 09:55 pm
Ausgehungerte-Latina publishes a new
Video gallery
Shower
162 x 360
3.8
I'm showering alone again, why actually, where are you all, who wants to wash my hair, the few of us, it's more fun with two people
Schenkelklo***r writes a comment:
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Found in Bathroom | Latinas | Slim | Black-Haired | Tits
Dec 08, 2025 09:30 pm
Ausgehungerte-Latina publishes a new
gallery with 10 pictures
I'm already missing summer again
4.6
Where has the beautiful sun gone? I simply love sunbathing naked.
Dec 08, 2025 07:51 am
Ausgehungerte-Latina writes a new entry in the diary
A sweet start
The morning almost kissed me before I even opened my eyes. No hesitation, no yawning – just this small spark of zest for life that immediately flickered through my body. I love starts like these: when the mood is simply there, without reason, like a cheeky visitor who jumps into my bed unannounced and whispers 'Come on, today will be good.'
I stretched, like a contented predator wanting to conquer the world, and wondered at my own energy. Maybe it's the cold air outside, maybe I slept well – or maybe it's just one of those days when my mood is my best outfit.
With coffee, I already felt almost shamelessly alive. Each sip was more than just a wake-up call – it was a silent triumph: I'm here, I'm awake, I'm in the mood. And suddenly, there was this playful grin that settled in, as if I had made a secret agreement with the day. A bit of curiosity about what's coming, a bit of pride in what's already been achieved, and a lot of inner glitter.
I went through my plans, noticing how good it feels to have a desire for life early in the morning. No drama, no heaviness – just movement, ideas, and this feeling that I could achieve anything I set my mind to today. And if something goes wrong, then I'll just smile cheekily back. The day caught me well, maybe I'll catch it just as well.
Then out into the air, a quick glance over my shoulder, this little game with myself: Who knows what the day will seduce me into?
I feel awake, fresh, a bit extravagant with good mood – and this energy tickles, as if it wants to lead me into nonsense and adventure. Maybe I'll let it. Maybe it's just the beginning of a flirtation with life.
