I Think I’m a Slut
At times I’ve gone off dating completely, only to eventually get back on the scene in a frenzy. Doesn’t matter—either way, all I seem to do is think about fucking, whether I’m getting up to it or not. I think I’ve officially come to terms with the fact that I’m a total slutbag. And I might just be proud of it.
I started making a mental checklist, and made some interesting discoveries:
– One cock is usually never enough for me. One seems like a waste of time, actually.
– In group scenarios, I tend to find myself opening wide and letting every guy in the room cum into my mouth.
– Speaking of group scenarios, I seem to be in one more often than not.
– I’m quite at home having guys line-up to fuck me.
– I like the room dark.
– It’s all the more nasty when I don’t know who it is who’s fucking me.
– The thought of a regular boyfriend bores me: I consider commitment to be the death of great sex.
– No matter who I meet, in whatever circumstances, I’m considering what it would be like to fuck them.
– When I’m officially on the scene, I’m online looking to hookup 24/7.
It’s true I take time-outs—and sometimes need them desperately—but that doesn’t mean I’m not still having sex in my head, with every guy who crosses my eye-line.
Basically, if I’m not fucking it or sucking it, I’m wanking just thinking about it.
Gay or straight, guys usually think about sex all the time. But I go after it, and don’t let it go until I’m done with it.
So you tell me: Does all this make me a slut?
I hope so!
Be safe!
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