Being Freely Used as a Sex Object

Being used freely: What a joy.

Being used freely was much easier than writing about it to my professor.

“What’s your darkest secret and why do you love it?”

The assignment question seemed easy enough and most of the class was writing about drugs, sex, and the occasional rock and roll star they fucked backstage.

Any of those would have been my safer options.

Why I Love Being Freely Used. My proposed title accused me of being so many things. Easy, leg spreader, slut.

Most people didn’t understand free use, and most women didn’t understand how good it could be.

When an ex-lover asked if I wanted to try being freely used for an evening, I agreed, thinking it would be for his pleasure only. I was dead wrong. Turns out it is so sexy and strong to be used freely.

Being freely used was exhilarating and powerful for me. The man, or men, thought they had the power because I was theirs to obey until my partner decided otherwise. I obeyed because I chose to. The men who made me happy received enthusiastic consent — and an invitation for more. I wanted more and more. I wanted them to gimmie rough sex to satisfy my pussy.

Being used freely is like an adventure.

Sometimes, it was my partner who initiated Freeuse Friday — generally, while I was doing the laundry. He somehow found a way of turning me bending over to sort washing or the machine vibrations into his free-use fuck-fest.

Months later and with my ex firmly in my rearview mirror, I remembered him for all the right reasons. Hell, I still couldn’t look at the washing machine without remembering how he insisted I blow him while sorting my whites before he sat me on the machine and ate me out during the spin cycle.

With boundaries set in advance, I could hand over control and just trust that it would be good for me. Because, yes, I was easy, a leg spreader, and a slut. I trusted my man to choose not to abuse my trust. I trusted my man to choose wisely when he selected his friends to freely use me. After all, if a man was hot and ready to fuck, and I was in the mood, then why not?

And I was always in the mood.

Suddenly, the words hit me.

There is power in submission. It is all what I say and what I will allow. So there is joy in being available to the man you love or the men you want to love you in the moment. This makes me feel so incredible and sexy and strong all at the same time. There is pleasure in having sex within rules but without regret.

I love being freely used because I love my body and want to share it with others.

All I ask for in return is… to cum.

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