What is a Nympho to do?

Okay, serious question? What in the actual fuck am I thinking?

There’s no way I can do this…. Or is there??

I’ve been marinating on the thought of being a Born Again Virgin for a few days now and I feel ready now more than ever to put myself out there and get into the “sex” trade.

You might be thinking “Wait, what? I thought you said you were going to stop having sex.”

YEP! That’s exactly what I plan on doing. I’m going to do all sorts of sexual things, without having any sex. (One of which is this website).

Desire Me Bitches!

That’s right, get on your knees and worship my feet.

In all seriousness though, I think that my biggest kink and turn-on is being desired. That’s it. I can pleasure myself. I don’t need a man for that part. The part I enjoy the most about men is how they treat me and make me feel when they desire me. You know… attention, compliments, professions of love and lust, gifts, doing stuff together, sharing dreams about the future, partnership, etc.

Having sex can be the end result of making me feel good, but it doesn’t have to be. IN FACT, I’ve noticed that as soon as the sex is over, the transaction is over, and the guy goes back to doing whatever guys do when they’re not chasing pussy. (I’m not being ignorant, I’m being sarcastic).

Then I’m left feeling used because what I REALLY want is for his desire to remain apparent so that the transaction can continue, ad nauseam. You know… an intimate long-term relationship.

I’m ready to love. I want to go “All In”. I’m tired of superficial interactions.

Whereas men are fine with ignoring me until they decide they need more time with this little good girl slut that will never say no to anything Daddy comes asking for. (And I am EXACTLY that kind of girlfriend when I’m serious about someone.)

Trust me ladies, being good to a man and fulfilling his every fantasy will not get you the love and attention you are looking for. That love needs to come from within.

Love Yourself First!

Well, at least that’s what they say, right? Have you ever wondered WTF that means exactly? I mean, what makes you think I don’t love myself? I fucking adore myself. I cherish who I am. So I don’t think I’m lacking in the “Self Love” department. 

I honestly don’t know how to get the kind of love and attention I’m looking for. All I’m trying to do right now is figure out how to be disgustingly in love with myself. You know, redirect all this crazy, lust-filled infatuation onto me, instead of pouring it into anyone else.

My Sexual Outlet

One of my favorite personal kinks is being photographed and recorded. Can I admit that I’m a bit of a narcissist without it sounding like a bad thing? I was aware at an inappropriately young age that I was desired. Over the decades I can not tell you how many thousands of men have approached me. Knowing that men desire me can be a bit of a power trip. It’s exhilarating.

Many, many times throughout the years I have had photos and videos taken of my sexual encounters. I’ve always loved the sentiment it symbolized. Wanting the snapshot to remember the moment, my body, the intimacy, and the feelings shared.

I have a story about my first “photo shoot”. I had just turned 18. I still have a couple of photos from that day. (The rest were water damaged in storage).

I’ve decided that this website is the perfect outlet to start my healing journey.

I’m dedicated to sharing my journey, my thoughts, and my photos.

I’ve got some other plans in the works, and I’ve reached out to some mentors in the field to provide me with some insight and guidance along the way. There is a lot more to come and all of it has me feeling excited and ALIVE again for the first time in a long time.

Much Love,

– Siren –