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SpicyBean99 said:
Posted in: Whatā€™re You Thinking.

Right now, Iā€™m thinking about the people I started to connect with here. I miss them, even though I know I slipped into my old pattern of pulling back the moment I felt myself letting someone too close, afraid Iā€™d scare them away. I do that, often. Pull away that is.

Yet, time away from here, as usual, has been healing and specifically grounding in ways I didnā€™t expectā€¦Iā€™ve had more space for myselfā€¦.more time for me. For jotting down stories and scraps of thoughts, for letting my mind wander without a single ounce of distraction.

And most of all, walking. Yes, walking. It might sound silly but itā€™s healing and getting back to it has woken something in me again. Around 16 to 18k steps a dayā€¦ all before 9am, a stone and a half lighter, my routine finally back in a stable rhythmā€¦I feel like my soul is breathing again. Not to mention the excitement in seeing my body changeā€¦changing into yet another version of me that I may enjoy even more šŸ˜.

Yet part of me misses the chaos of being here each and every dayā€¦.staying up until 1 or 2 a.m., chatting, being turned on, intelligent conversations with sexually stimulating people. laughingā€¦. waking up and checking this place first thing to see if those special few had replied. That wasnā€™t healthy, maybe.

Regardless.

A lot on my mind.

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Glad to hear from you again Bean. Yes, life can ovewhelm us but if you need you a chat there are people here to sound off to.
Walking is my thing, clears the head and can connect wityh nature. And you are looking fucking hot šŸ¤ÆšŸ„µšŸ„µ
Anyway, all the very best and keep walking!
 
SpicyBean99 said:
Thankyou Chas! šŸ˜

I always tell people the same thing if they ask about weight lossā€¦walking is going to be your best friend. Itā€™s so healing and helps with so much more than just the physical side! I think Iā€™ve mentioned here before that I have PCOS, so my metabolism is all over the place and my hormones are super imbalanced. (Being a woman is fucking fantastic at times šŸ„² ) My weight fluctuates like crazy, which means I have to put in a little extra work compared to some. But it sometimes means bigger boobs for half the year, and wellā€¦ Iā€™m not complaining ;) Weā€™d all love to have that ā€œdream body,ā€ I thinkā€¦ but itā€™s not always realistic. I am lucky in that I do genuinely appreciate my body, but sometimes it just takes that bit of extra effort, hahah. And who knows, maybe all that effort makes me a little more fun to unwrap šŸ˜‰āœØ
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Fluctuating weight can make you self conscious, I've been there, please know that you look stunning, and always have.
I think most people would be happier abandoning the "dream body" and just being happy with what they have. I should probably learn to take this advice lol
 
SpicyBean99 said:
Thankyou Chas! šŸ˜

I always tell people the same thing if they ask about weight lossā€¦walking is going to be your best friend. Itā€™s so healing and helps with so much more than just the physical side! I think Iā€™ve mentioned here before that I have PCOS, so my metabolism is all over the place and my hormones are super imbalanced. (Being a woman is fucking fantastic at times šŸ„² ) My weight fluctuates like crazy, which means I have to put in a little extra work compared to some. But it sometimes means bigger boobs for half the year, and wellā€¦ Iā€™m not complaining ;) Weā€™d all love to have that ā€œdream body,ā€ I thinkā€¦ but itā€™s not always realistic. I am lucky in that I do genuinely appreciate my body, but sometimes it just takes that bit of extra effort, hahah. And who knows, maybe all that effort makes me a little more fun to unwrap šŸ˜‰āœØ
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I think i have left it too late with walking to lose weight. I am quite overweight and I know u needed to exercise more. I ised tk walknyears ago and got quite trim but as the years went by, it piled back on. And now I am in a wheelchair after having spinal surgery and I may never be able to walk properly again, just shuffle along with a walking frame hopefully. So I have missed my boat.

Dont just think about it, do it before its too late šŸ™
 
Good to see you're thriving in Beanworld. Want to go for long walks together with me and put the world to rights?
 
SpicyBean99 said:
I love that little quote of yours. Itā€™s entirely correct.

Sending you a virtual Bean hug back. (Ps this means hands wrapped around your neck, and breasts well and truly pressed against your chest.) šŸ¤­
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This was among the first things I read when I woke up and it gave me a huge smile.....as well as perked me up also. ;)
Course your pics perked me up more after. ;)
 
@SpicyBean99 your posts are beautiful. The thing I love about them is that there's so very clearly a human Bean there talking ā€” not just a two-dimensional trope.

I am walking by your side. Listening now to that Carolina wren singing... So rare here. Like you. You are beautiful. So are your photosā€” especially these last couple.
 
Youā€™re a beautiful Bean inside and out! Glad to hear that youā€™re doing well and healing yourself. Each day without you is a sad day, to see your incredible body again and to read your words has made my day. Much love x
 
Glad to have you back, Bean. Take care of yourself and weā€™ll all try to watch out for when you might be running on fumes or giving more than youā€™re getting mentally/emotionally. Itā€™s a real positive that you took the time to recharge and now youā€™ll back with a bang šŸ”„
 
Lost_Writer01 said:
Glad to have you back, Bean. Take care of yourself and weā€™ll all try to watch out for when you might be running on fumes or giving more than youā€™re getting mentally/emotionally. Itā€™s a real positive that you took the time to recharge and now youā€™ll back with a bang šŸ”„
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Very welll said. (y)
 
SpicyBean99 said:
Posted in: Whatā€™re You Thinking.

Right now, Iā€™m thinking about the people I started to connect with here. I miss them, even though I know I slipped into my old pattern of pulling back the moment I felt myself letting someone too close, afraid Iā€™d scare them away. I do that, often. Pull away that is.

Yet, time away from here, as usual, has been healing and specifically grounding in ways I didnā€™t expectā€¦Iā€™ve had more space for myselfā€¦.more time for me. For jotting down stories and scraps of thoughts, for letting my mind wander without a single ounce of distraction.

And most of all, walking. Yes, walking. It might sound silly but itā€™s healing and getting back to it has woken something in me again. Around 16 to 18k steps a dayā€¦ all before 9am, a stone and a half lighter, my routine finally back in a stable rhythmā€¦I feel like my soul is breathing again. Not to mention the excitement in seeing my body changeā€¦changing into yet another version of me that I may enjoy even more šŸ˜.

Yet part of me misses the chaos of being here each and every dayā€¦.staying up until 1 or 2 a.m., chatting, being turned on, intelligent conversations with sexually stimulating people. laughingā€¦. waking up and checking this place first thing to see if those special few had replied. That wasnā€™t healthy, maybe.

Regardless.

A lot on my mind.

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We miss you, but understand you need to take care of you. Good sleep and R/L comes first. Happy to see your post ā¤ļøšŸ˜˜
 
We are all happy that you came back to chat with us!!

Right folks?!!

No worries on sharing pics!!!
Despite the fact that youā€™re feeling proud of the effort you are putting into your health
 
A bedtime storyā€¦

Creeping down the corridor so as not to wake you, I tiptoe lightly over the wooden floorboards. Iā€™m only wearing an oversized T and short white ankle socks. You had specifically told me to stay on the sofa downstairs, that your wife would know that youā€™d taken me home even though she was out of town.

I shouldnā€™t have been here at all. In your house. Not like this. But the tension between the two of us was becoming more than palpable. And it had been easy to pretend Iā€™d been too drunk to drive home. It was always easy, to convince you.

You see, we havenā€™t fucked. Well not yet anyway, despite eye fucking each other each work shift, you taking me out for Friday night drinks, me always being ever so respectful of your wife. Refusing to so much as hug you for a second too long.

But I couldnā€™t wait. Not anymore.

The door to your room is open just a little and I see you on your side facing away from door. Youā€™re not asleep and I see the reflection of a phone light. Youā€™re scrolling. Taking a deep breath to steady myself I keep creeping forwards, quietly tip toeing closer and closer.

As I reach your door I can almost what youā€™re looking at and it takes me a few seconds to work out what it is. My stomach does a backflip and I shove a hand over my mouth to stop the audible gasp from escaping my lips. Itā€™s me. Youā€™ve found myā€¦. Lit account. My heart is racing but, still, I look on and watch as you kick your duvet off with one foot, releasing your cock from beneath your boxers. In the dim light I make out a drop of precum stick to your thumb as you roll down your foreskin, changing positions so that youā€™re now resting against your pillows.

My breath catches in my throat and I freeze, pressing my back against the wall. I can hear my blood beating in my ears and my cheeks flush from the thrill of almost being caught. A sound plays from your phone and I strain my ears to make out what it is. My red towel video. Fuck.

I lean my head against the wall, parting my legs and quietly slide a hand under the hem of my t shirt. My finger slips easily between the folds of my pussy, sliding down and back up to my clit. I can hear your breath now, hear the bed moving to the rhythm of your hand and I try to match it with my own. Circling my clit with two fingers, the other gripping the wall for balance. Iā€™m so fucking turned on it feels as though my hand is pointless, my body screaming out for something more.

Sliding a finger into myself I dare to sneak another look into your room, your head is leaning back against the bed rest, your phones balanced on the pile of duvet at the end of your bed. Your cock looks so beautiful in this light, so big. I slide a second finger in, stifling a moan, as I notice the way your balls move up down with the motion of your hand. I can feel myself dripping down my fingers as I curl them upwards to get to that sweet spot pushing in and out, in and out, faster and faster to your rhythm.

I can hear you rubbing faster and faster, the hot squelching noises of precum and the tight grip around your cock helping to disguise the noises I was making just outside your door. I can hardly take it and my legs part even wider. I lean the top half of my body against the wall, pressing my shoulders and back against it, pushing my hips forward, my legs entirely apart. Your breathing was becoming faster and more strained, the bed frames squeaking and I could hear a groan building in the back of your throat.

ā€œFuuu-ckā€¦!ā€

Your primal, guttural vocals dragged me over the edge. My fingers curled again, hard, grinding up into that spot until the pressure burst. I bit down on my fist to keep from screaming as my body convulsed, squirting across the floor in hot, violent waves. It splashed against the wood, soaking my thighs, dripping down in messy streams and covering my socks while I shook and gasped silently. Knowing in that moment, watching you watch me, that Iā€™d just come harder than I would for anyone else.

Yours truly,

A naughty little voyeur šŸ„°
 
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SpicyBean99 said:
A bedtime storyā€¦

Creeping down the corridor so as not to wake you, I tiptoe lightly over the wooden floorboards. Iā€™m only wearing an oversized T and short white ankle socks. You had specifically told me to stay on the sofa downstairs, that your wife would know that youā€™d taken me home even though she was out of town.

I shouldnā€™t have been here at all. In your house. Not like this. But the tension between the two of us was becoming more than palpable. And it had been easy to pretend Iā€™d been too drunk to drive home. It was always easy, to convince you.

You see, we havenā€™t fucked. Well not yet anyway, despite eye fucking each other each work shift, you taking me out for Friday night drinks, me always being ever so respectful of your wife. Refusing to so much as hug you for a second too long.

But I couldnā€™t wait. Not anymore.

The door to your room is open just a little and I see you on your side facing away from door. Youā€™re not asleep and I see the reflection of a phone light. Youā€™re scrolling. Taking a deep breath to steady myself I keep creeping forwards, quietly tip toeing closer and closer.

As I reach your door I can almost what youā€™re looking at and it takes me a few seconds to work out what it is. My stomach does a backflip and I shove a hand over my mouth to stop the audible gasp from escaping my lips. Itā€™s me. Youā€™ve found myā€¦. Lit account. My heart is racing but, still, I look on and watch as you kick your duvet off with one foot, releasing your cock from beneath your boxers. In the dim light I make out a drop of precum stick to your thumb as you roll down your foreskin, changing positions so that youā€™re now resting against your pillows.

My breath catches in my throat and I freeze, pressing my back against the wall. I can hear my blood beating in my ears and my cheeks flush from the thrill of almost being caught. A sound plays from your phone and I strain my ears to make out what it is. My red towel video. Fuck.

I lean my head against the wall, parting my legs and quietly slide a hand under the hem of my t shirt. My finger slips easily between the folds of my pussy, sliding down and back up to my clit. I can hear your breath now, hear the bed moving to the rhythm of your hand and I try to match it with my own. Circling my clit with two fingers, the other gripping the wall for balance. Iā€™m so fucking turned on it feels as though my hand is pointless, my body screaming out for something more.

Sliding a finger into myself I dare to sneak another look into your room, your head is leaning back against the bed rest, your phones balanced on the pile of duvet at the end of your bed. Your cock looks so beautiful in this light, so big. I slide a second finger in, stifling a moan, as I notice the way your balls move up down with the motion of your hand. I can feel myself dripping down my fingers as I curl them upwards to get to that sweet spot pushing in and out, in and out, faster and faster to your rhythm.

I can hear you rubbing faster and faster, the hot squelching noises of precum and the tight grip around your cock helping to disguise the noises I was making just outside your door. I can hardly take it and my legs part even wider. I lean the top half of my body against the wall, pressing my shoulders and back against it, pushing my hips forward, my legs entirely apart. Your breathing was becoming faster and more strained, the bed frames squeaking and I could hear a groan building in the back of your throat.

ā€œFuuu-ckā€¦!ā€

Your primal, guttural vocals dragged me over the edge. My fingers curled again, hard, grinding up into that spot until the pressure burst. I bit down on my fist to keep from screaming as my body convulsed, squirting across the floor in hot, violent waves. It splashed against the wood, soaking my thighs, dripping down in messy streams and covering my socks while I shook and gasped silently. Knowing in that moment, watching you watch me, that Iā€™d just come harder than I would for anyone else.

Yours truly,

A naughty little voyeur šŸ„°
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Splendid Bean! Thank you for painting this extraordinary picture for us. Very well written!! ;)
 
Night peops.

Enjoy your bedtime story.

No sleeping without stroking for me?

Pretty please šŸ„ŗ

Also thankyou to everyone who commented on the thread today. There were so many kind messages and words regarding me taking time off and not being here each and every day. I really appreciate you for getting it!

Sleep & Stroke well šŸ˜šŸ˜
 
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