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Diary of H***yAntje
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Jan 17, 2026 04:30 pm
H***yAntje publishes a new
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Jan 17, 2026 04:20 pm
H***yAntje publishes a new
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Toilet whispers
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I thought to myself, I'm filming myself going to the toilet đź‘€
Jan 17, 2026 04:05 pm
H***yAntje publishes a new
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Ass love
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Finally again! A really beautiful plug in the ass
Dec 03, 2025 05:14 am
H***yAntje writes a new entry in the diary
Live show instead of washing dishes
Dear diary,
lately, I've often felt challenged, and it's not always easy to keep my head above water. But in these difficult moments, there's someone who always stands by my side - no matter what happens. I'm infinitely grateful for this support, as it gives me strength and courage to keep going.
I'm especially proud of my body, especially my butt. I've learned to appreciate and love it, which helps me feel more confident. In the live shows where I present my curves and hips, I feel how much joy it brings me to show myself as I am.
It's a journey where I learn a lot about myself. This support I experience makes it easier to face challenges and celebrate my strengths. I hope I can continue to stay strong and find my own way.
See you soon,
H***y Antje
more than 3 month ago
H***yAntje writes a new entry in the diary
Bold and Seduced
Today I just couldn't help it... This little, wicked smile inside me wanted to come out. I caught myself thinking about teasing myself, letting myself go, a bit cheeky, a bit naughty. It feels like my body is suddenly making its own plans, while my head just watches in amazement.
I love these moments when everything feels forbidden and yet so tempting. When every movement, every touch, every hint is electrifying and sparks desire for more. Today I got a little lost – in fantasies that make me blush, that balance me on the edge between shame and pure desire.
It's a bit dirty, a bit forbidden... and that's exactly what makes it so exciting. I feel this sparkle inside me, this warmth that secretly spreads when I think about all the little, cheeky games that only I know. I love that I can feel so cheeky without the world seeing it.
more than 3 month ago
H***yAntje writes a new entry in the diary
Forbidden sister diary entry, 15.8.2025
The night in the hospital has its own silence. The corridors lie before me like deserted streets, only the hum of the fluorescent tubes accompanies my steps. Every shadow seems longer, every door more mysterious – and it's precisely this atmosphere that tickles me like a small, forbidden secret.
I'm the nurse who's supposed to be keeping watch. But instead, I'm keeping a different fire burning within me. Every glance into the rooms, every quiet breath of the patients reminds me of how much this silence excites me. I feel my heart beating faster when I imagine someone seeing me now for who I really am: not just caring, but dangerously seductive.
My thoughts play with the risk – that I'm not just a nurse, but a sister of temptation. A hint of my skin under the white coat, a stolen step through the corridor, and I already feel like I'm playing a forbidden game.
It's my secret – my nightly ritual. I'm the forbidden sister, who gets lost in the glow of the hospital lights and surrenders to the charm of the unspoken.
more than 3 month ago
H***yAntje writes a new entry in the diary
Diary entry – August 6, 2025
Diary entry – August 6, 2025
Dear diary,
today was… wow. Somehow crazy, somehow beautiful.
After work, I went out with a few girlfriends – completely spontaneous, just to enjoy the evening. First, a few drinks at our favorite bar, then we went out to eat. The mood was relaxed, light, everything felt so carefree. Laughing, talking, eyes that shine. I love evenings like this, where you just shake off the everyday and live in the moment for a few hours.
But then… something happened that I hadn't expected.
We were sitting outside, warm air, flickering candlelight on the table. And suddenly I feel her hand touching my knees – completely by accident at first, I thought. But then… she continued. Under the table. Under my skirt. My heart was pounding in my chest, wildly. I looked at her – she just smiled, calmly, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
I was electrified. Didn't make a move, but my whole body reacted. I didn't know whether to pull away or give in. But I stayed. Let it happen. And at the same time, we all continued talking, laughing, as if nothing had happened. Only the two of us knew what had really just happened.
It wasn't much. No big moment. But it triggered something in me.
A tingling under my skin. A buzz that won't go away.
I don't know what that was – game? Curiosity? A beginning? But it was intense.
And honestly… I still think about her
more than 3 month ago
H***yAntje writes a new entry in the diary
Diary entry – August 5, 2025
Diary entry – August 5, 2025
Dear diary,
Day two – completely different from yesterday, but still somehow special.
Today I wasn't live. No light, no camera, no click. But I was still there – somehow... different.
I spent the whole day with friends. First, breakfast at a café, then strolled through the city, had ice cream, did a bit of shopping, later we sat by the lake, drank beer, listened to music, and laughed. I was in a good mood – a bit tipsy, to be honest. The sun shone on our faces, everything was so... normal. And at the same time, I kept checking my phone.
Because: I was chatting with users the whole time. Not many, but a few were really sweet. One asked how my day was, another sent me a song that reminded him of me (okay, that was a bit cheesy, but also nice). I wouldn't have thought that you could write so intimately with strangers – even though you've never seen each other. Maybe because of that?
It feels like a little secret that I'm carrying around. None of my friends know what I'm doing. I mean, they think I'm just flirting a bit online. But it's more than that. Somehow, it's a different version of me – one that I'm still getting to know.
I wasn't live, but I was present. And I think that belongs to it too. Not every day has to be a stage performance.
I'm curious to see how this develops. I feel like I'm growing into something. Step by step. Without pressure. Just me.
And that feels good.
L.
