To celebrate becoming another year older this last weekend I fully gave into my desires. I wound up meeting up with a man I didn't honestly know all that well at his place to turn myself into what was nothing more than a fucktoy and I loved it.

I showed up at his place with some wine, a sexy outfit and a desire to get fucked like the slut I dream of being most days. I left for my walk of shame a cheap hungover slut, semi ruined outfit on, with dried cum all over and still in me. One look at me or a smell of me could have told anyone what they needed to know about the kind of person I was.

The thing is I loved it.

I loved taking that walk of shame.

I loved being that slut I had wanted to be forever.

Mostly though I loved feeling a bit used and sore reeking of cum. I loved feeling like the slut people I knew growing up in the church would have looked down on and judged.