So many people call me a whore, like it’s such a bad thing to be. I’m not a murderer or a drug dealer or psychopath or anything; I just know what I like, and I’m not ashamed to enjoy it.
Between high school and my newer college experiences, I’ve lost count of how many guys and girls I’ve had sex with. It becomes moot when you accept that your passion in life is pleasing other people to achieve your own pleasure. You learn to appreciate various techniques, positions, and styles of pleasure. Nothing is taboo after a while, and everything that brings pleasure to the person your lust has chosen is a step closer to fulfilling your own pleasure.
Is it perverse? Perhaps. It definitely can have its perverse moments, but I guess that, too, is in the eye of the beholder. If I can enjoy myself and bring someone else immense pleasure at the same time, that should be a point of praise, not disgrace. What is the fascination with prudishness anyway? Why is there so much pressure put on people to ignore their sexuality and desires in pursuit of social acceptability?
I’m who and what I am, and I enjoy sex in every format. There is not a position or form of sex known to man that I would not try and enjoy utilizing. As long as it brings about mutual pleasure and satisfaction, I’m all in.