[M] “It takes one to know one”…

… is something I heard a friend saying to me not long ago. I think I was saying something along the lines of “why is it so fun to play with sluts?”, and that was her answer to me.

I first thought that this would be the perfect title for a writing on Fetlife. And it got me thinking about my relationship with sluts.

First, I feel like I should define what is a slut to me in a sexual setting.

A slut is someone of any gender, who, in that moment, just lives to be used and slightly abused, with the only purpose of pleasing their partners’ kinky minds. The slut is restless and never gets enough.

And for sure, I’ve been labeling myself a slut for quite some years already. With the right kinky people with filthy minds, I just start craving pleasing them. I get to be my slutty self, and think “what can I do to make them hornier, filthier, lose their mind?”.

But I’m not just a slut. I’m a slut who enjoys, above all, playing with sluts of the slutsterhood.

I’m a social slut!

At parties, I thrive when I’m surrounded with sluts. Whether it’s to be a helping slut like when I spread their ass to expose them to give a better view to the audience, or to be a co-slut like when we are sharing cum together, or to use sluts, like when I’m holding their hair while gagging on my cock.

When I get to use trusting sluts, it’s such a delight to see the twinkle in their eyes when I start dirtytalking to them and they understand that I’m a fellow slut. Mindfucking them with my words is probably the best part of it. I just love dirtytalking with sluts. It’s the easiest, it’s just like talking to myself. Getting them to become sluttier, dirtier, craving to please. Just like the way I do.

Because the beauty of being a slut who uses sluts, is that I see myself in them. And in those particular moments, I’m getting just as much joy and pleasure from imagining myself being that lustful slut who, with tears in her eyes from the ass-to-mouth facefuck I just gave her, is begging for more, than just being in the moment and feeling ecstatic, drunk on power from using that beautiful craving creature.

To all sluts who will recognize part of themselves in my words, I wish you to be unashamed of who you are, live a life full of sluttiness and hope to share some fun with you if our paths ever cross!

Long live the slutsterhood!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/np4gnv/m_it_takes_one_to_know_one