AMATEUR FLESH: BBABY_CHOCOLATEWhen I first started posting
“Amateur Flesh” many years ago, I had the feeling —almost the certainty— that I was sharing something truly
genuine. The women in those posts, most of them anonymous, were exactly who they said they were. And what pushed them to get naked in front of a camera was nothing more than
curiosity,
exhibitionism, and that little rush of feeling unique for a moment.
But with the rise of
social media —and especially with the
monetization of everything— that magic slowly faded. Like old dragons, forest fairies, or witches from forgotten tales, the real amateurs have ended up as
legends, remembered only by the veterans who were here long before everything blew up.
Don’t get me wrong: I’m not criticizing today’s girls for wanting to make money selling what, back in our younger days, was pure fun. Honestly, it makes sense. It’s the natural next step in a world shaped by new technology and a new way of consuming adult content. But yeah… there’s a bit of
nostalgia in all this. For that time when we saw the internet being born, growing, exploding. For those of us who witnessed the
big bang of what the online world is today.
I still keep the tradition alive and publish
Amateur Flesh, but let’s be real: there’s not much “amateur” left. Especially now that there’s money on the table. And to be completely honest with you, I don’t even know if the photos I’m about to share from
bbaby_chocolate —or whoever is behind that profile— belong to her at all. For all we know, it could be some guy in
Oklahoma, sitting in his underwear and an open robe, running fake accounts, collecting real photos from all over the internet, and using them to
trap people and empty their wallets.
My mission is still the same: to bring you the best things I come across every day online. But now there’s so much content, so many sites copying each other, so many cloned profiles and recycled sets, that sometimes it’s hard to know if I’m showing you the
original… or just another
copy.
So do what we used to do back in the day: just
enjoy the moment. Like when all this was still a wild field. You looked at the photos, enjoyed them, and knew you’d come back tomorrow… and there’d be more.
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