Discovering sluthood - sharing about my past

Hi all, new to this platform and wanted a place where I can vent and write about my past experiences. My name is Julia and I’m 28 years old this year. I’m 150cm, 45 kg, Chinese race. I run a lot so I would say I’m pretty fit/hot. I don’t really have proof or anything that all this happened, just that I don’t come here to write fantasies, I come here to journal about my upbringing and what led me to become the woman I am today.

If no interest I’ll stop posting.

First thing to know about me is that my Dad died when I was very young, My mom never really got over it, and was emotionally distant. As a result she was pretty hands off with raising us, she never really scold us and usually let us do what we wanted.

Since there were three girls at home, for as long as I can remember none of us wore very much clothes at home. My friends find this crazy, but most of the time we would be walking around mostly in our underwear - for me, usually panties with a T shirt and no bra. We had a pretty crappy HDB and I remember a lot of days where it would be damn hot even with the aircon on, so it was just more comfortable to wear as little as we could.

I remember my first horny experience was when I was 13 or so, lying on the couch in my usual T shirt and panties. It was 2pm and I was watching TV with my sister in the living room. She was wearing a bra and panties, having just gone out for lunch with some friends. For context she is older than me by 3 years. She is on the heavier side, whereas I’ve always been skinny. She was lying on the cough with her feet on the table outstretched, and she had one hand on her panties. I was talking to her about something about the show, but I was aware that she wasn’t really listening. She looked kinda spaced out and kept scratching in between her legs. I didn’t know it at the time but looking back I realized she was playing with her clit right in front of me! And she couldn’t give a fuck because I was her little sister.

I discovered masturbating when I was 14. It was something that I heard my friends talk about but never really understood. However there was one day when I was lying in my bed in just my panties, reading a book. The book had a sex scene in it, which usually I would not be interested in, but today of all days I found myself feeling really warm between my legs. I reached down and noticed that I was really wet! Something that has happened before but usually randomly. This time I knew it was because I was horny. I touched my clit and felt a zap go through my whole body. So this is how people masturbated…I rubbed myself until I fell asleep.

From then on my sex drive went on overdrive. I don’t know if it’s puberty, or that cause I was usually half naked at home so it was so easy to touch myself, but I found myself rubbing my clit almost every day - sometimes even twice!

TBC….

Thanks for the encouragement guys!

Yea, so between the ages of 14 to 18 I remember being horny like a lot. Outwardly nobody could really tell - I’m quite reserved at school. I have a couple of close friends but I’m not the type that would be known by everyone. My biggest claim to fame was probably that I ran long distance pretty well. However there were some instances where my slutty side did show.

I basically never wore any shorts underneath my school uniform, so guys caught my upskirt pretty often. They joked about what colour Julia was gonna wear today. I pretended to be disgusted and ignore them, but secretly I didn’t really mind.

I also was not embarrassed being naked or half naked in front of other girls when changing uniform. Most of my friends will cover up with towel but I didn’t being just in my panties, or full blown nude if needed to (i.e. changing panties sometimes).

During class as well, sometimes when I’m tired or lazy I tend to sit slouched in my chair with one knee up on the table. It’s just the most comfortable position for me, but it does give the person at the front of class (i.e. teacher) to get a glimpse of my upskirt. I never did it consciously, but when I realise I’m doing it I don’t really change my position. I have noticed some guy teachers doing a double take. Once a female teacher did tell me off and told me to sit properly.

My first orgasm when I first penetrated myself. It was a school holiday (in fact, Christmas Eve!) and I had been out the whole day with my family. I was tired, achy and had the most refreshing bath. I was too lazy to put on any clothes and just lay in my bed and looked through my phone - just social media, nothing naughty! But a familiar warmth and wetness built up between my legs. This time round, holy crap I was literally constantly leaking for some reason, much more than usual! I felt around below and noticed that I could really easily slide one finger into my hole. I felt around my inside for the first time…and gosh it felt soo amazing. I still remember it to this day, it felt like going from a world of grey to a world of vivid colour. I used a curling motion to the roof of my vagina while I fingered myself, the way I read about online. I felt the energy built up in me, and in a few minutes I felt it all release. I let out a loud involuntary moan as my whole body tensed up, and my pelvic muscles closed around my finger still in me. My pelvis shook for a good minute while waves of pleasure arched up my body again and again. I kid you not, I literally cried. It felt like a cramp, but instead of pain just pure pure esctasy. When I was done, I looked down at myself and noticed that I had left a puddle in between my legs. It looks like I had squirted as well.

Since then, I became obsessed with making myself orgasm and squirt. The feeling was so addictive, so mind blowing… To my young 16 year old naive self, nothing else seemed to matter.

TBC…

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Originally Posted by

BoxerBoy

Pls carry on! Best is with some real life pictures for us to enjoy your horniness tgt. 😏

That does sound like fun! For these distant memories pics not so relevant, when I get to later stuff I might share a few

So I got a lot of horny experiences in school which I don’t want too much in detail about, otherwise I’ll be telling my life story forever lol. Here are some highlights of things I did when my horny brain got the better of me

1. Was admiring my crush’s body in class, and I got so horny that I excused myself to the toilet to masturbate. I squirted in about five minutes into my panties, and then went back to class like nothing happened.

2. Went on a school trip to Malaysia and stayed with a bunch of my classmates in a hostel room. I masturbated under the covers while she was sharing her boring life drama with her bf. I didn’t cum but got very wet under the sheets, but she never caught on.

3. Bought a dildo. I was only 16 at the time but after I knew how great penetration was I knew I had to get it. I ordered it online using my account but my sister’s credit card, and she never found out. It was a dark blue dildo that was three fingers wide and seven inches. Best part was that it had a suction cup at the other end so I could stick to a wall, or to the floor to fuck myself with. Eventually over the years I accumulated more and more toys which will come in play later…

Other stuff here and there, if interested and I got time I can answer PMs about it/share during later posts.

TBC (will finally talk about my sex life)…

Posting and chatting with some of you on here has definitely made me feel appreciated! Here’s a pic as a thanks. I don’t want to be posting pics a lot cause the focus is on the text but here’s just a peek 😅

Sorry for the delay guys! Been busy with life hahaha….

Okay so about my sex life. It did not start out great. My first guy was this tall nerdy guy from my high school, we started dating when we were 16. By this time I was damn horny like all the time but he could not satisfy me in any way. I remember the first time I asked him to finger me - it was in his house when his parents weren’t home. He put his fingers in sooo slowly cause he said he was worried that he’ll hurt me (by this time around I was regularly fucking myself with dildos so I know I had no issues, but I was too shy to tell him lol). And when I told him to go faster he looked so stress, like he was doing homework or something. Eventually I told him to just stop and I gave him a handjob. He came in like a minute lol.

Another memorably bad time was when he was over in my place and I wanted him desperately to fuck me. He was lying in bed, and I stripped everything off for him, lay down on the floor and spread my legs to give him the best view ever. I told him to please, please, put his dick in me and fuck me, I didn’t care what happened. But he was too scared to. I ended up giving him a blow job in bed while I fingered myself silly. When he came he wanted to watch me masturbate some more so I played with myself in front of him. That part was kinda fun, showing off myself while someone watched. But again I was left pretty dissatisfied. He was good guy who treated me nicely, but at the time I was just a horny mess and I didn’t feel like he satisfied me.

I did manage to do some kinky stuff though. One time at my place again, he came on my tits, then had to leave back to his house. I had dinner with my sister and mum with his dried cum still on my tits, underneath the same shirt I wore while he fucked me. That was fun! Another time I remember grabbing his hand underneath a restaurant table and lettin him feel my pussy for a few seconds.

Sadly we broke up after a couple months only. He actually dumped me, I was kinda okay to continue on with this dissatisfied in bed state, but he felt that I just wasn’t right for him at the time.

TBC…

Hope this makes up for my absence. Feel me to PM me questions about things I’ve described, usually I reply better there

FAQs!

A common question I get asked is why I am doing this! So I’ll just say it here. I’m kind of in a low point in my life now and, writing out my past experiences like this is somewhat therapeutic. It also turns me on talking about what I’ve done, and I like the attention

I’m single FYI.

People have been asking to chat on tele but my tele is not anonymous (as in can see my face and name) so I can’t talk there. If you have good ideas about some other anonymous messaging let me know.

Frequency of masturbating: depends on mood lor. Some times will be everyday, even twice a day. Sometimes can go a week without doing anything.

Yes I still stay with my mum and sis, and yes we still don’t wear a lot of clothes around each other at home.

Ok now I need to come clean with something - I’m actually very religious. This might surprise you given all the naughty things I’ve done. But faith has always been a big part of my life. Growing up I was very involved in cell groups, bible studies, church camps and all that. So you can imagine that that there was a lot of conflict between these two aspects of my life.

For example I would spend the night fucking myself with whatever I toy I had at home. Then in the morning I would feel so so guilty, but when I go to church I’ll feel better, like cleansed of my sins. Then I would feel like hey everything is alright! It felt like it gave me permission to be a slut. In fact I would say all my slutty behaviour made me am outstanding Christian - I was trying to compensate for my sins!

My absolute lowest point was when I went to church with a buttplug in me. I was 17 at the time. I was wearing an innocent white dress, sleeveless, that reached below the knees. But below I wasn’t wearing any panties. The buttplug wasn’t that stimulating, in fact it kinda hurt whenever I sit or squatted down - but the situation of me being plugged up in the House of God was so humiliating but so arousing then throughout the whole time I could feel pussy fluid dripping down my thigh. Worst of all I was leading prayer for one part in front a congregation of about 100 people. I was saying and singing the Grace of God while being filled in my butt, with cream dripping out of my naked pussy onto the floor….I fucking couldn’t believe I managed to get through that. I got home and legit cried cause I felt so guilty lol. I sweared I’ll stop doing slutty things from them on.

That lasted about a week.

Ok guys so I’m going to talk about something that I’ve never really told anyone in my life. But I’m sharing with all of you for some reason. I guess talking about it to strangers will help me process some of what I felt/feeling.

So I went overseas to study in the UK. The first guy I ever loved was an ang moh I met in my first week in uni, let’s call him Kyle. Kyle was a nice guy on the outside but behind closed doors…he was a monster.

I was attracted to him due to his looks, his charisma, his brains… And plus I was a Chinese girl in a foreign country and I thought it was so cool I had a British boyfriend. I thought I was blessed to even have the opportunity to date him. So I let him have his way all the time. I let him do whatever he wanted to me. Looking back, even though I thought it was consensual at the time, I definitely didn’t want it.

After a few months, he asked me to move in to his room, which I gladly did. When I was there he strictly controlled everything that I wore. That means only things that turn him on like short skirts and dresses, low cut tops, etc (even in the dead of winter). That means that already from the start my reputation around the campus was that of a slut.

Then on to the sex. We had sex like frequently, and initially it was really fun….but it got to the point where we were doing it too often for my liking. Like once every couple of days is fine, but sometimes I’m tired or having a bad day and even though I’ll tell him, he’ll still ask me to strip down and spread my legs. I’ll let him do anything to me, any hole. I kept telling myself I wanted it, I wanted it, even though I was trying to hold back tears. It came to a point where sometimes I will wake up with my shorts and panties pulled down and him stuffing his dick in me, and I said to him can he stop and he said no, so I just let him fuck me until he came.

There was a point - somewhere six months in to the relationship I think - that I got so submissive that he asked me to go on birth control because he wanted to cum in me, and I didn’t even think twice. I just went to get it. And from then on whenever he wanted to cum, he was allowed too. There was one memorable occasion when we were out shopping; he pulled me into a handicapped toilet and fucked me in the pussy and came in me, and we continued shopping. I had cum running down my legs for the whole day.

How did it end? Towards the end of the relationship (about 10 months) I became convinced that he was cheating on me. I did a really bad thing which I felt really bad about, but I went through his phone. I wished I didn’t. I found out that he had been sharing pictures of me that he took while I was sleeping, either naked or half naked. He posted it in his group with his other guy friends. Some of it had my face in it. That completely broke me. I packed everything out of my room and left back to my old room, and completely blocked all communication from him. I sought some support from some friends who were angels - they protected me, made sure that Kyle never approached me again, and let me into their friend group even though I did not hang out with them in months.

How did this affect me? Initially I swore of men and sex, and wanted to become celibate lol. But as I had more time to process it I thought fuck…how many people have seen me naked? With my pussy and face in the same picture? I walked around campus and wondered who had seen the photos and fuck…it turned me on. It turned me on knowing that my naked body was out in the public consciousness lol. I guess that’s when I learned I was an exhibitionist.