My Experience Selling Nudes

I was the type of person that never sent nudes to anyone. I always thought that if I was going to send them, they where going to be to my husband or long-term boyfriend. I would get asked to send nudes, or I would receive a random dick pic, then the guy would demand that I send him a nude—all because he sent me an unsolicited dick pic. Nope. That’s not how that works, sir. For years, I told guys, "No." I stuck it to. Not sending nudes was one of my morals. I may not have many, but I try to stick to the ones I have. I never thought in a million years that I would be selling my nude pictures.

I don’t judge anyone who sends or sells nudes. The only time I will is if you blackmail anyone, but it should be obvious why. I haven’t been in the "selling of nudes" world long, but I have respect for the women that sell. These men are assholes. There are a select few that aren’t, but damn is it few. I was on Whisper for a while, so I kinda knew what to expect from these guys. I really didn’t want to get blackmailed, or in some weird ass way have someone in my family find out. I really didn’t want this whole experience backfiring on me. I’m only 22; I would like to have a regular life without a sex scandal hanging over me.

Honestly, I have never been treated so poorly in my life. I didn’t expect them to buy anything. Hell, I wouldn’t buy nudes. So, how could I expect anyone else to, right? I was just offering a service. These guys were calling me every name in the book. It’s a good thing thing I was raised to have tough skin. Nothing they said bothered me. I was egging them on. On the other hand, if you’re going to be rude to me, I’m going to be rude to you. Trust me, you aren’t going to like it.

I was being called "a slut," "a prostitute," "a whore," and also, "a guy." A few of theses guys didn’t believe me that I was a girl, because I didn’t show my face. It was my main rule. I also had a stage name. To these guys, though, I was worse than a porn star. I’m not saying I’m better than, or the same as, a porn star. I just don’t think I should have been slut-shamed by guys who admitted to watching porn. The don’t slut-shame porn stars. No, they want their girlfriend and wives to be more like them.

The difference between me and a porn star is, well, I don’t show my face, and I don’t work for a porn company. I would be considered an amateur. I’m okay with that. I’m definitely not a prostitute. I don’t, and will not, go meet people for sex exchanged for cash. I had to say "no" to that a lot. If selling nudes makes me a slut and a whore, then damn, I’m a slut and a whore. I know people who have done worst things. At least I did mine trying to survive, and I didn’t have to steal anything, hurt anyone, or have my family find out.

I know these guys don’t know what I’m going through in my life. The only reason I decided to sell nudes was because I haven’t been able to find a job. My family has been going through a difficult time the past three years. So, my job search has been off and on. I thought that maybe, if I do this for a while, I could save up, pay some bills, and just help out with the shopping for the house. I did do that with the money I did get. I sold for about a week, or maybe a little bit longer—a couple days. I made close to $200. I’m not complaining about that. It’s better than what I had: nothing.

As of right now, I have stopped selling. I just got tired of the attitudes. Yes, I know they can get them for free online, but I don’t need their attitude. Just tell me, "No, thank you," or "No." Hell, I’m fine with, "No, bitch." Just not all the other shit I had to deal with. It was just a week, and I was treated so poorly. I feel so sorry for the women who are with, or who end up with, those guys. As l started this venture, I expecting assholes, but I didn’t expect anything like this.

Good luck to anyone else who tries to sell nudes. I hope you have a better experience than I did.