Horny on Main

I don't know if I'll ever be horny on main. It's too risky. I have a job in the public sector. I have family members that would faint. Most of my friends would probably say 'hell yea!' I recently attended a kink party in the mountains of Appalachia with my tits out, studded with brass pasties cast into a hard nipple. I danced and sweated and shook my flesh in a way most pleasing to the songs of our people and gogo dancers who were doing the most. I post my nudes to a website I won't tell you about. It takes the edge off. I really, really like posting them. I spent too much time hating on my flesh suit and came out on the other side joyous and free. You bet your ass I'm showing mine! 

I am often left to daydream more than practice my art of sluttery. Too many of my friends, with whom I have a benefits package, are busy making the world a better place to engage in copulation, I could turn to the internet, find hot singles near me, but that's exhausting and unfulfilling. I like to make love to people whom I love! Is that too much to ask? 

From a young age I was told to cover up. Modest is hottest. If I had an inch of skin out, I felt shame for existing. My very flesh was not to be seen. I wasn't to be seen. So I made myself invisible. That's what they seemed to want. It was easy to travel through the world with my clear form. I could pass through people, learn from them, and leave them. Even now the thought of being the center of attention sends a chill down my spine and a pit in my stomach. 

But it also excites me.

Embarrassment without fear of judgement is a new thing I have discovered in kink. It's liberating! It feels good to be read in the face. Really seen, at my most vulnerable. Exposing all the soft flesh hiding lengths of intestines and blood and bile underneath. I love the colors of a bruise delivered lovingly, begged for desperately. Purple, yellow, blue, green. Met with my white and brown tortilla skin, dotted with freckles that I used to despise. What's another mark left on me? Another song to add to the hymnal of my body.