36 [F4M] – Tits on a stick redhead with a hotpast.

I've always been hot. Not pretty, good-looking, gorgeous, or beautiful. Hot.

I'm a tall, thin, pale, green-eyed redhead with a modelesque face (great bone structure!), huge tits, and a pert ass. big tits for my frame, gym-built ass. Guys would call me “Barbie” if I were blonde...instead they call me “fuck doll” in locker rooms, group chats, or when they’re balls deep in me.

I’ve never been shy about being hot. I hit triple digits early on in college and haven’t looked back. People call me a nymphomaniac. A sex addict. A slut. I don’t mind – it’s true (literally true – I’ve been to sex addict rehab). Guys who knew me in my 20s would describe me as an unhinged cumslut who cared more about making them finish than making sure they remembered my name. They’d probably also cite my bitchy, too-good-for-this, above-it-all attitude as the reason why I’m a dream hate-fuck.

Being hot can be kinda lonely. All my friends are married with kids, yet I’m still on the hamster wheel of app dates, one-night stands, and fuckbuddyships. I’ve got more degrees (BA, MA, JD) than I’ve had serious relationships. Talking about how much of a slut I’ve been (past and present) probably only feels empowering because taking a real deep, sober look at my sexual CV is fucking depressing.

But wait, it gets worse. I’m a slave to my reputation. I love being That Girl that guys jack off to, even years later. I think more than is healthy about how all the men I know – ex-boyfriends, situationships, flings, friends, or guys I’ve never even met or talked to but who know me on sight – have spilled billions of potential kids while gawking at my social media or perusing their memory banks.

I grew up rich, so I didn’t need to develop a work ethic or personality…but all that rage and self-hatred has gotta go somewhere. Now I’m an overworked corporate type who earns more money in a year than I can funnel into the bottomless pit where my daddy issues live.

Let’s talk about it. My multi-millionaire childhood, candidacy for the college party slut Hall of Fame, major and minor ho phases, and obsession all things top 1% (in sex and in life). Be interesting, curious, considerate, and literate. Try to wow me with your first message, otherwise you’ll get lost in the shuffle. Punctuation matters.