Love to Love. Love to Fuck. Slut DNA.

I knew I was a slut when I was 15 and lost my virginity to my 18 year old boyfriend after 3 months of dating.  I used to ride him in his parents basement knowing that his friends were watching from the window. Yes, I knew then I was a v. dirty girl.

In college my tastes evolved towards the kinkier. I became more dominant and much more adventurous.  Like many, I had my first threesome in college.  I had a routine that involved an Enya CD, patchouli oil and candle wax. It was pretty hot, literally.

A rebirth in my early 30’s.   I discovered the world of true exhibitionism and group sex.    I would imagine there were cameras on me when I was fucking or sucking someone.  It would always enhance the experience, knowing you are being watched – whether by 50 people or just one.

Now in its upper 30’s it is a whore.  A paid slut.  What could be better?  A woman with a passion for sex and exhibitionism that gets to give and receive pleasure for a living?  Yes, its true.  A physically and emotionally demanding job but rewarding in so many intangible ways.

It’s in my DNA.  The need to give and receive pleasure.  Just like the need to serve.  They go hand in hand. I try not over think and just do.  After all, it’s not rocket science or cancer we are curing.

Yours truly,

your kinky courtesan xx