part 1 fiction

I discovered this sub on New Year’s Eve. Now, I know that doesn’t seem that important, but I’d been slacking for a while when it came to being a stupid slut. LOL Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had plenty of sex over the past year or two, but most of that was for work. Sex work is a job, not a state of mind. Plenty of sex workers aren’t sluts at all. In fact, I’d say most aren’t. That’s totally fine, but it’s not enough for me. When it comes down to it, slut is a feeling, and it’s one I deeply wanted to rekindle. I had spent a lot of time repressing my inner slut, and it was making me sad. And that’s dumb. Why keep doing something that was making me sad? So I made a New Year’s resolution: to be the best slut I can be. Haha and hopefully impress my partners.

That doesn’t mean saying yes to absolutely everything that comes my way. If I did that, I’d end up with a never ending parade of Grindr cock, and that sounds both too easy and exhausting. I still want sex to be special. I want my slutty escapades to mean something. I’m definitely keeping Grindr on, as well as my long list of other dating/hookup apps, but I’m also going to go out into the world and seek things out in real life. I’m going to put myself out there and go for every opportunity that comes my way. Y’all beautiful bunch of sluts have given me the courage to live how I want. Love ya.