I Heart Porn Twitter

I have a friend in real life who knows all the dirty, nasty shit I get up to online. The selling, the videos, everything. I told her about it in the very beginning of this ride and she has been watching the descent into complete depravity ever since.

She made herself a porn Twitter to watch me. She likes my stuff sometimes, or retweets it. I love the support and I love that she can deal with seeing all of my crazy shit. She’s the best human being ever.

One night, I was lying in bed looking at porn, which I do ad nauseum. She had liked something that I posted, and I clicked on her profile to see what was on there. There was no picture, no byline, even. There was just an egg looking back at me.

And then, just out of curiosity, I clicked on the Likes.

Oh my God, it was hot. Obviously a bunch of shit was me, because she’s lending me her support into my world of panty paradise, but it wasn’t all me. There was a hefty dose of lesbian content. I still have this image in my head of one of the gifs she liked. This woman with huge tits was licking another hot woman’s pussy, and the big tits were swinging back and forth.

Right then, it made me appreciate porn Twitter like never before. Most people with a porn Twitter have it in secret. None of their friends know it even exists. Want to post an anonymous dick pic? Want to cum for all of your followers to see? Go ahead! No one you know has to know and that fact alone allows everyone to go fucking nuts. Stand up citizens are fucking their spouses anonymously and posting clips, not because they get paid for it, or because they have to in any way. All they want to do is be free….and be seen.

Seeing someone’s Likes is a deliciously private affair. It’s like looking through someone’s drawers when they aren’t home. You see the shit that gets them hot. They’re alone, at home, dick in hand or pumping gas while looking at their porn Twitter, and they see something that gets their heart beating. Maybe it’s something so utterly nasty, they don’t want to retweet it. They’d never tell a soul what they’re secretly into. Maybe it’s the thing that really makes them cum when their eyes are closed, in the privacy of their own mind. But instinctively, they favorite it. Maybe it wasn’t something off color. Maybe it was just a nice, round ass, or a pose, or a specific panty. It doesn’t matter. That little red heart gives a private view into what makes that person tick. And fuck, that turns me on.