Yes, I’m a whore and am incredibly proud of it! I’m also a relatively normal, functioning member of society. I go to work, have drinks with colleagues, and attend community functions. I have kids and play the typical “soccer mom.” To my husband, I’m a loving wife. None of my peers (or my husband for that matter) have a clue that after normal daytime activities, I’m likely spread eagle in hotel room or in the back of a car, getting railed by a boyfriend or a complete stranger and loving every minute of it!

And when I say whore, I'm not talking about a misguided teenager, trying to find love in "all the wrong places". I'm not talking about someone is who is trying to find self-worth by having sex with other people. I'm also not referring to a slut who comes with a less-than-desirable second quality, like stealing a husband away from his wife, looking to intentionally break up a marriage, spreading disease, or any other socially questionable actions.

To me, a whore is a woman who chooses to freely share her sexuality, lend a sexual favor (and won't turn one down), and doesn't show the slightest concern in showing some skin. It’s typical for a woman to be called a slut and a whore because of what she’s wearing. It might be a tight dress, a short skirt, or a low-cut top. When I’m prowling the town, I like to wear something pretty sexy and provocative because I want to catch a guy’s eye and show that I’m down for some casual sex. And when I do catch a guy’s attention, I like to be the one that initiates and suggests sex. It takes the pressure off the guy and makes him feel desirable… and means I’ll most likely be getting fucked when I want it! I’ve done this at the mall a couple of times. 😉 When a man grabs my tits or ass in public, I take it as a compliment and express my gratitude.

I've always fully enjoyed pleasuring men (and women... but mostly men). It feels very natural to me. Pleasuring men feeds me pleasure. When I'm not pleasuring men, I'm either thinking about it or writing about it. I like how their bodies feel on mine. I like the feeling when a big, hard cock is inside of me. I like looking into their eyes when they cum… whether I’m on my knees waiting for my reward to be blasted all over my face or whether my legs are spread wide and my pussy is full of a cock that is about to explode in it! I like being a warm set of holes and a pair of tits that attractive men visit to get their cocks off. This realization and acceptance makes me feel powerful!

I used to have numerical goals as to how many guys I was going to fuck per week. My initial goal was two guys per week, but I found it sometimes too difficult and frustrating to achieve. So now I just try to have as much sex as I can. My boyfriend from work fucks me at least twice a week, and sometimes I also hook up with random guys here and there.

I often like to take control of my pleasure by asking for exactly what I want. I come alive when being taken roughly like a helpless slut. I always make it a point to make sure he knows he can use me however he pleases. This is not because I have no respect for myself or I’m self destructing somehow. Quite the opposite. I’m probably the most confident woman I know. I’m good looking for my age and I work hard to stay that way. The men I choose to be a complete whore for are heavily vetted based on their attractiveness, experience, and overall understanding that I need to be fucked roughly and degraded to really get off. I guess it’s just how I’m wired.

I love seeing the new one’s faces when they see me for the first time and realize that I’m more attractive than they expected. I store these moments in my brain for anytime I need a confidence boost and it always works. Though, it sometimes leads me to having lewd and degrading sexting sessions with men on Reddit. 😂 There’s also the curiosity factor. If he’s a good kisser, I wonder what he’s like in bed. If he looks good with his clothes on, I want to see what’s underneath. I fantasize about all of the dirty, demeaning things he will do to me when we’re alone