Wit & Nipples 🍒

They’re so good for that
 also great for snaking just under the waistband of jeans and shorts
 oh and also really good for scratching ya nose ;)

Wait.

Who said that?

Not me I don’t pick my nose ever obviously.

( if used wrong when masturbating though
 OUCH! )
You can be as rough as you like with any part of me
 not the nose though 😂
 
Right
. I think as much as I share myself with you there are parts you have no idea about and I think it could be fun for you to get to know me a lil better sooo
 here goes nothing
.

1. Who are you?
Hi, I’m Bean. Writer, constant dreamer, occasional deviant, receptionist and sales person. I was adopted at six months old, after my birth mum spent her entire pregnancy injecting heroin. My childhood was shaped by a lot of love and a lil bit of well needed spicy trauma. I do however have severe trust issues because of that.
2. Random facts about me?
I play the cello and the piano
Speak two languages
Used to be a competitive swimmer
Can play Netball (like really fucking well)
I try to get my nails done most of the time.
I’ve had sex in most public places but none of them were ever as good as fucking on my dining room table. ( beach, forest hiking trail, toilet on the train
.bar/club toilet, I have also masturbate once at an empty skatepark for a video
.)
3. What’s something people assume about you that’s dead wrong? That I’m super confident. People that meet me tell me they envy my confidence. But
 that’s because I know how to carry myself, how to walk into a room like I belong in it. How to speak to people, strangers of all walks of life. But underneath that, I live with severe anxiety that claws at my thoughts. For most of my life, I’ve held this quiet, persistent belief that no matter what I do, someone else will always be better. Smarter. More wanted. More valid than I. And honestly It’s taken me years to understand that’s not truth, it’s conditioning. A voice I inherited, not one I chose. And silencing that voice isn’t a one-time thing. It’s something I do every single day. My confidence doesn’t come from never doubting myself. It comes from knowing I will, and choosing to show up anyway.
3. What are some things you’ve done with your life/have happened to you, that shaped who you are?
Fell in love with women. Coming out as bisexual was probably the thing that helped shape me the most. My first “crazy” sexual experience you could say was at the age of 18 when I was a unicorn for a couple. We watched Sense8 together, me sandwiched in between the two of them, one of them playing with my breasts; the other fingering my pussy. They’d cook for me, I’d make cocktails; we’d share joints. The very first time we all fucked, her partner had stage fright and just sat on the sidelines. It was the first time a woman made me cum and I’ll never ever forget it. She was curvaceous, with long naturally ginger hair, beautiful breasts and a soft gentle voice. Fuck she was so fucking hot. I miss her.
I’m currently studying forensic psychology with the open university, although I do technically have half a degree in criminology and psychology, though that degree isn’t accredited by the BPS hence the change!
I used to be a competitive swimmer. Fun and cute story. I went to an all girls private school for most of my secondary years. They had a pool, and the year 7s had lessons. The trainer pulled my dad to the side and said: “sir your daughter is far too good to be doing lessons with the rest of the girls, we would like her to do try outs for the year 10&11 competitive team.” I did try outs and I got in. Within that same year I was swimming for my county doing heats all over the UK!
I have done the three peaks ( Yorkshire three, Pen-y-ghent, Whernside and Ingelborough!) we did it for charity and I finished 10 miles on a partially dislocated knee. I refused to quit. The length of the entire hike is 24 miles with a total elevation gain of 1585 meters. We did it in 8 and a half hours. I now am on a waiting list for full knee reconstruction surgery. Long story there if you want the rest you can dm me. But it was an incredible journey!
My grandad worked for the Latvian government but died in Tibet whilst working along side the Dalai lama. When he died, he requested a formal meeting with his family, so at the age of 4 I was blessed by the Dalai Lama and he gifted me a hand made silk scarf. Just think this is pretty epic!
Oh I have dyscalculia, basically in layman’s terms, dyslexia but with numbers. âœŒđŸœ

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Thank you for sharing so much of yourself. Feels like we're all truly getting to know someone x You've packed an extraordinary amount into your life so far! Truly a life well lived. I'm jealous you can play the cello, such a beautiful instrument x
 
I’m more of a Nelly Furtardo ManEater ;)
It is not surprising because this is the same story but firstly was a man point of view while the Nelly Furtado's version is itself the "Maneater" point of view.

Both of songs are great, you can dance on them but the message are different.

I can imagine the ego boosting version of the Nelly's version is more popular or attractive for the women but the real question is: is it a lifestyle or just the Maneater is searching for her dominant man and until she will have found her dominant man she just chewed some unlucky ones up?đŸ€”
 
Right
. I think as much as I share myself with you there are parts you have no idea about and I think it could be fun for you to get to know me a lil better sooo
 here goes nothing
.

1. Who are you?
Hi, I’m Bean. Writer, constant dreamer, occasional deviant, receptionist and sales person. I was adopted at six months old, after my birth mum spent her entire pregnancy injecting heroin. My childhood was shaped by a lot of love and a lil bit of well needed spicy trauma. I do however have severe trust issues because of that.
2. Random facts about me?
I play the cello and the piano
Speak two languages
Used to be a competitive swimmer
Can play Netball (like really fucking well)
I try to get my nails done most of the time.
I’ve had sex in most public places but none of them were ever as good as fucking on my dining room table. ( beach, forest hiking trail, toilet on the train
.bar/club toilet, I have also masturbate once at an empty skatepark for a video
.)
3. What’s something people assume about you that’s dead wrong? That I’m super confident. People that meet me tell me they envy my confidence. But
 that’s because I know how to carry myself, how to walk into a room like I belong in it. How to speak to people, strangers of all walks of life. But underneath that, I live with severe anxiety that claws at my thoughts. For most of my life, I’ve held this quiet, persistent belief that no matter what I do, someone else will always be better. Smarter. More wanted. More valid than I. And honestly It’s taken me years to understand that’s not truth, it’s conditioning. A voice I inherited, not one I chose. And silencing that voice isn’t a one-time thing. It’s something I do every single day. My confidence doesn’t come from never doubting myself. It comes from knowing I will, and choosing to show up anyway.
3. What are some things you’ve done with your life/have happened to you, that shaped who you are?
Fell in love with women. Coming out as bisexual was probably the thing that helped shape me the most. My first “crazy” sexual experience you could say was at the age of 18 when I was a unicorn for a couple. We watched Sense8 together, me sandwiched in between the two of them, one of them playing with my breasts; the other fingering my pussy. They’d cook for me, I’d make cocktails; we’d share joints. The very first time we all fucked, her partner had stage fright and just sat on the sidelines. It was the first time a woman made me cum and I’ll never ever forget it. She was curvaceous, with long naturally ginger hair, beautiful breasts and a soft gentle voice. Fuck she was so fucking hot. I miss her.
I’m currently studying forensic psychology with the open university, although I do technically have half a degree in criminology and psychology, though that degree isn’t accredited by the BPS hence the change!
I used to be a competitive swimmer. Fun and cute story. I went to an all girls private school for most of my secondary years. They had a pool, and the year 7s had lessons. The trainer pulled my dad to the side and said: “sir your daughter is far too good to be doing lessons with the rest of the girls, we would like her to do try outs for the year 10&11 competitive team.” I did try outs and I got in. Within that same year I was swimming for my county doing heats all over the UK!
I have done the three peaks ( Yorkshire three, Pen-y-ghent, Whernside and Ingelborough!) we did it for charity and I finished 10 miles on a partially dislocated knee. I refused to quit. The length of the entire hike is 24 miles with a total elevation gain of 1585 meters. We did it in 8 and a half hours. I now am on a waiting list for full knee reconstruction surgery. Long story there if you want the rest you can dm me. But it was an incredible journey!
My grandad worked for the Latvian government but died in Tibet whilst working along side the Dalai lama. When he died, he requested a formal meeting with his family, so at the age of 4 I was blessed by the Dalai Lama and he gifted me a hand made silk scarf. Just think this is pretty epic!
Oh I have dyscalculia, basically in layman’s terms, dyslexia but with numbers. âœŒđŸœ

I just wrote
. SO much
.. I’m stopping now đŸ€ŁđŸ€ŁView attachment 2550078
As just a casual observer, there is so much authenticity that oozes from this post, more than usual. Your regular fans, I am sure, have a lot more fun things verbalized but thought I'd share my thoughts for what they are worth 🙂 Cheers!
 
Happy Sunday, beautiful people 😍 I’ve been inspired by food today, so food shall be the topic of the moment.

I could certainly win all of you over with my food, not just my brain, booty and boobs ;)

Oh and yes
 those are my home made fried chicken tenders you can hear sizzling in that pan.

Let’s play


You’ve got one night left on Earth and a personal chef is all yours to cook you up to three courses
 literally anything you want. What are you gonna go for? Something nostalgic? Something decadent and filthy rich? A childhood fave?

And what’s your bottomless beverage? Cocktail, gin, holy water even?
 your eternal refill awaits
.

You also get your own personal entertainment for the evening. Remember you have ALL the choice in the world, absolutely no limits.
 
Happy Sunday, beautiful people 😍 I’ve been inspired by food today, so food shall be the topic of the moment.

I could certainly win all of you over with my food, not just my brain, booty and boobs ;)

Let’s play


You’ve got one night left on Earth and a personal chef is all yours to cook you up to three courses
 literally anything you want. What are you gonna go for? Something nostalgic? Something decadent and filthy rich? A childhood fave?

And what’s your bottomless beverage? Cocktail, gin, holy water even?
 your eternal refill awaits
.
First course
Rosemary NZ lamb chops midrare
Creamed spinach
Fresh raspberries sauted in butter lighty sweetened
Vinage Tainttinger Champagne
 
Happy Sunday, beautiful people 😍 I’ve been inspired by food today, so food shall be the topic of the moment.

I could certainly win all of you over with my food, not just my brain, booty and boobs ;)

Oh and yes
 those are my home made fried chicken tenders you can hear sizzling in that pan.

Let’s play


You’ve got one night left on Earth and a personal chef is all yours to cook you up to three courses
 literally anything you want. What are you gonna go for? Something nostalgic? Something decadent and filthy rich? A childhood fave?

And what’s your bottomless beverage? Cocktail, gin, holy water even?
 your eternal refill awaits
.

You also get your own personal entertainment for the evening. Remember you have ALL the choice in the world, absolutely no limits.
Gyoza to start. I want dipping sauce of real soy sauce, none of this mass produced rushed nonsense, and a chilli infused oil.

Cepelinai for main. All the trimmings. It’s a tough choice to pick just one, but this Baltic staple is in my top 3 for sure.

Lastly, some sort of melting chocolate bomb with a scoop of the finest pistachio gelato alongside it.

The bottomless drink would be pisco sour and I’d like a coffee following the meal.

Entertainment would be an acoustic set from every song in my top played playlist on Spotify at this very moment.
 
That's from an unpublished story (well just from the concept):

To be savored slowly
 body to body, skin to skin.

First Course: Tease
Strawberries & Champagne

A seductive arrangement of fresh, ripe strawberries drizzled with a touch of acacia honey, nestled along the soft curves of her stomach and hips. Each berry begs to be plucked with the lips, its juice sweet and slightly tart — a prelude to deeper indulgence.

Served with:
A chilled flute of rosé champagne, delicate and sparkling, poured in slow, glistening trails over her collarbone to be sipped or kissed away.

Second Course: Temptation
Body Sushi & Wasabi Heat

A sensual display of premium sashimi and nigiri, artistically placed along the length of her torso and thighs. Silken slices of salmon, buttery tuna, and sweet prawn rest against her skin, absorbing the warmth of her body. A playful dab of wasabi near the navel adds a thrilling sting — to be tasted only by the daring.

Served with:
Sake, warm and earthy, sipped directly from the hollow at the base of her neck — the kappo, a vessel of heat and promise.

Third Course: Surrender
Chocolate Fondue & Whipped Cream Desire

Melted dark chocolate, rich and decadent, drizzled in fine lines across her chest and inner thighs. Dip fresh slices of banana, pear, and marshmallow into the warmth of her body — or simply use your fingers. Delicate clouds of vanilla whipped cream accent her curves, ready to be tasted, licked, or devoured.

Served with:
A glass of ruby port, velvety and bold, paired with dark berries placed like kisses along her collarbone.

Final Note:
No utensils necessary. Just mouth, hands, and the imagination. Take your time. Indulge in every bite, every curve, every breath. Let taste become touch — and touch become pleasure.
 
That's from an unpublished story (well just from the concept):

To be savored slowly
 body to body, skin to skin.

First Course: Tease
Strawberries & Champagne

A seductive arrangement of fresh, ripe strawberries drizzled with a touch of acacia honey, nestled along the soft curves of her stomach and hips. Each berry begs to be plucked with the lips, its juice sweet and slightly tart — a prelude to deeper indulgence.

Served with:
A chilled flute of rosé champagne, delicate and sparkling, poured in slow, glistening trails over her collarbone to be sipped or kissed away.

Second Course: Temptation
Body Sushi & Wasabi Heat

A sensual display of premium sashimi and nigiri, artistically placed along the length of her torso and thighs. Silken slices of salmon, buttery tuna, and sweet prawn rest against her skin, absorbing the warmth of her body. A playful dab of wasabi near the navel adds a thrilling sting — to be tasted only by the daring.

Served with:
Sake, warm and earthy, sipped directly from the hollow at the base of her neck — the kappo, a vessel of heat and promise.

Third Course: Surrender
Chocolate Fondue & Whipped Cream Desire

Melted dark chocolate, rich and decadent, drizzled in fine lines across her chest and inner thighs. Dip fresh slices of banana, pear, and marshmallow into the warmth of her body — or simply use your fingers. Delicate clouds of vanilla whipped cream accent her curves, ready to be tasted, licked, or devoured.

Served with:
A glass of ruby port, velvety and bold, paired with dark berries placed like kisses along her collarbone.

Final Note:
No utensils necessary. Just mouth, hands, and the imagination. Take your time. Indulge in every bite, every curve, every breath. Let taste become touch — and touch become pleasure.
I love it but I prefer it when you DON’T use chat gpt, your spelling mistakes, language errors are all things that are actually endearing to me! (Not in a patronising way) It’s who you are
. But whilst we’re here I don’t mind laying down and being covered in sushi for you ;)
 
Gyoza to start. I want dipping sauce of real soy sauce, none of this mass produced rushed nonsense, and a chilli infused oil.

Cepelinai for main. All the trimmings. It’s a tough choice to pick just one, but this Baltic staple is in my top 3 for sure.

Lastly, some sort of melting chocolate bomb with a scoop of the finest pistachio gelato alongside it.

The bottomless drink would be pisco sour and I’d like a coffee following the meal.

Entertainment would be an acoustic set from every song in my top played playlist on Spotify at this very moment.
Fuck. God yes. I love gyoza! I like how you’ve kinda gone for two different style dumplings for your starter and main! The coffee following the meal is an absolute must! 😍
 
I love it but I prefer it when you DON’T use chat gpt, your spelling mistakes, language errors are all things that are actually endearing to me! (Not in a patronising way) It’s who you are
. But whilst we’re here I don’t mind laying down and being covered in sushi for you ;)
Basically it is from my story concept. And it is translated from German - with chatgtp but not created by chatgtp. 😉
 
Happy Sunday, beautiful people 😍 I’ve been inspired by food today, so food shall be the topic of the moment.

I could certainly win all of you over with my food, not just my brain, booty and boobs ;)

Oh and yes
 those are my home made fried chicken tenders you can hear sizzling in that pan.

Let’s play


You’ve got one night left on Earth and a personal chef is all yours to cook you up to three courses
 literally anything you want. What are you gonna go for? Something nostalgic? Something decadent and filthy rich? A childhood fave?

And what’s your bottomless beverage? Cocktail, gin, holy water even?
 your eternal refill awaits
.

You also get your own personal entertainment for the evening. Remember you have ALL the choice in the world, absolutely no limits.
One night....
As much as I complain about my sex life...

I still would want my last night to be with my beautiful wife...

Start with lobster risotto with ala vodka sauce

Main dish home made manicotti with garlic bread

Dessert would be red velvet cheesecake and creme burle

And while eating with my wife our entertainment would be Boyz II Men live...the original 4 members
 
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