I've been thinking about 'slutty origin stories' lately. Reading about your experiences has given me some inspiration. I wondered at what moment I became the kind of proud slut I am today and I keep circling back to a simple kind but slutty act: saying thank you with my mouth.
The first of these came when I was 18 in college. I mostly just fucked guys I dated. I was a nursing student, but struggled mightily with biochem. Another guy in my class offered to help me out. He was cute, Indian, very sweet, but decidedly not my type. I wouldn't have passed the class without his help. I knew I was taking advantage of him. He had a crush on me even if he tried to hide it. At the end of the semester, before we all went our separate ways, I asked him if I could thank him in any way. I played it coyly, "Is there anything I can do for you? Anything at all?" with big doe eyes. He wouldn't bite, so I put my hand on his crotch and asked again. He didn't really say anything. He was nervous. But I whipped out his dick and went to work. It didn't take long.
I've had many more slutty encounters than this one, but it was like a switch got clicked in my brain. I could use my sexuality to interact with the world in a much broader way than I had before. Beyond that, I liked it and I liked how much he liked it, even if we barely saw each other again after.
I'm much more confident now. The "thank you" blowjob is still a core part of my slutty repertoire. I've used it to thank guys for rides, helping me move, filling in for my shift at work, covering for me at work, and all kinds of things.
Most recently, I had a bit of a disaster when my garbage disposal broke and my kitchen started flooding on New Years Eve. I was going to have friends over for dinner that night so I panicked. I called four emergency plumbers and none of them would do it. As the fifth started to say no, I interrupted him and told him bluntly, "If you come over and at least try to fix it, I will suck your dick." He asked what I looked like (the nerve!) and I sent him a pic. He came right over and looked about like what you'd expect: middle-aged, beer belly. Not terribly ugly, but far from a looker. He did his job, so I gladly did mine. He wasn't gentle about it. He fucked my mouth hard and insisted on cumming on my face.
I'm curious among my fellow sluts, does the 'thank you' blowjob play a role in your sluttiness? Or maybe you have some other kind of act that takes you back to that moment you began your descent .