


I hadn't really thought about what I was doing all those hours, flirting and fucking with and endless lineup of men on sex chats. I think I was 15 when I first discovered what it felt to be treated nicely by older men. I felt sexy, validated, and became addicted quickly.
Sometimes I would spend 12 hours a day in a constant orgy of group sex, submissive sweetness, and gangbang slutfucking. I never wanted it to stop.
I still don't, but now I want it for real.
When I asked myself what it was that would make me happy, this is what came to mind. How have I chosen to spend my minutes and seconds? Sex. Naturally a career as an adult entertainer is a fitting choice for me.
I don't lie about it, I don't hide it, and I don't care if you judge me. I am pleasantly promiscuous and intend to make money doing it. Men love it, they love spending their money on me, and I love receiving, cock and carats.
How wonderful would it have been if something like in these fantasy captions had come true for me? How many of us are such shining jewels of sexual prowess online, but trapped in boy prison in the physical world? Tila Tequila, Tigerr Benson, Areeya, Paris Hilton.
I'm no different than them.