Why Sex Work? Because I Can.
The idea of pursuing sex work came to me almost on a whim. Originally, my plan was to simply become an erotica writer. I still maintain that as a goal. But as I started to write more smut and have fun doing it, I became more curious about what it is that I like so much about erotica. I have always loved words. I have always been drawn to well-written sex scenes in steamy romance novels. I have always chosen Literotica over PornHub. And I have always had tons of fun sexting, even before I ever had any real physical sexual experiences.
Another thing I enjoy? Online sexual experiences with strangers. I love to talk dirty to faceless people that I don't know. I love to share my nudes and hear how horny people get from looking at them. Before, when I was doing it just for fun, I thought: I don't have the hustle in me to monetize this stuff for real.
But let's be honest: there are consequences to being an openly sexual woman, yes, even and perhaps especially on the internet. I've had a lot of fun getting to know strangers from across the world in a sexual way. I've also had to deal with some less-than-fun experiences, like harassment and verbal abuse. And the most common experience? The guys who are just plain boring. The ones who aren't necessarily offensive or rude, but vie for my sexual attention without bringing any energy or fun into the mix themselves. These are the guys who want to sext and want to show me their dick but absolutely do not know anything about dirty talk or even how to talk to a woman. And I get it—we all have a wide range of social skills and experiences, and we all gotta start somewhere. But if I'm going to be giving one-on-one attention to someone, I want to be getting something out of it, too.
There is a vast pool of men out there who want to get their rocks off to a real, live woman on the other side of the screen. Let me be clear: many of these guys are amazingly fun and sexy. But for every sweet, sexy guy I'd love to make cum over and over again, there are even more of the ones whose dirty talk ability starts and ends at "what are you wearing" and "that's hot." And that's not even counting the ones who are downright abusive and creepy! Eventually, I reached the conclusion that if I'm going to have to kiss a lot of frogs in the process of having my online sexual adventures, I may as well be compensated for my time.
I am now over a month into my sex work journey, and I cannot say how much I love that I finally took that leap. For the first time in my life, I understand what it means to have fun at a job. I genuinely love that I get to choose what services to offer, what types of content to sell, what times I'm available, and what prices I charge. I am constantly getting new ideas for what I want to do next, and I find myself excited every day that I'm doing this. So why sex work, you ask? Why the fuck not?
