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Saved From The Bitchy Head Cheerleader Slut

I actually was a cheerleader in school at one point.  It was almost the worst football season of my life.  Cheerleaders are; from  my personal experience; stupid.  On my squad there wasn’t one intelligent girl in the bunch.  It was like trying to do a routine with Lobotomy survivors.  I am not exaggerating in the least.  Their world revolved around boys, attitude, and make up.  I still cannot believe that I actually hung out with those girls. 

Then a new girl transferred to our school.  There was something off about her, nothing badly off, but just weird off.  She joined the squad and she actually had a brain.  Her and I hit it off almost immediately.  She didn’t like the Head Cheerleader and neither did I.  She was a bitch, plain and simple.  She knew we didn’t like her, and she would go out of her way to be a pain in the ass.

We were practicing one day and she decided that she wanted to try a Statue of Liberty lift.  All of us told her that it wasn’t a good idea, but she told us all to shut up.  We did and continued on with practice.  She picked out one girl who she thought was strong enough to hold up her fat ass and she attempted the lift.  She almost made it too before she came crashing down to the ground.  She hit HARD.  She also broke her ankle.

She couldn’t cheer for the rest of the season.  It was the best thing ever.  My friend took over Head Cheerleader and quickly found out that not only was the last Head Cheerleader a flaming bitch, but she had the reputation of being a Cheerleader Slut.  She found this out because a lot of jocks kept coming up to her and asking her if she would be taking over all duties of Head Cheerleader including fucking them all. 

She said no, but what we did do, is for a few bucks her and I would make out, or fuck each other in the locker room for the guys to watch.  They weren’t allowed to touch us, or talk to us.  It was pretty funny to see these Macho Hetero Jocks all wacking away at once.  Every once in awhile their cocks would bump together and they would moan.  To each their own I say.  Anyway, the rest of the season was saved by a broken bone, I got my pussy eaten by a hot chick on a daily bases and the Cheerleader Slut became less and less popular due to her losing her Cheerleader Slut Powers due to injury.

What’s A Bad Girl To Do?

Hot teen slutYou all know how bad I am year in and year out, so when it comes to Christmas I have to be creative so that Santa doesn’t forget about me.  I am sure that I am the number one person on the infamous Naughty List.  Yeah I know I should do a better job of trying to be good, but I honestly don’t want to be.  There are other ways to get those toys from Santa’s sack than being a good girl.  I learned that when I was much younger.

One year I had an incident in school where I ended up becoming suspended.  It seriously sucked because it was right before Christmas break.  My Parents were not happy at all, and my Mom told me that I was getting nothing from Santa because of what I did.  I was really upset.  Anybody at that age, hearing those words would be.  I cried so much!  I kept asking my parents what I could do to get back in Santa’s good graces.  My Mom said, “Nothing!” and not to talk about it again.  I was heartbroken.  I watched as my Mom wrapped up all my bother and sister’s presents and put them under the tree. 

While she was downstairs reading the Night Before Christmas to them I was stuck in my room because I was grounded.  My Dad came in to see how I was doing.  I told him I was sorry again and asked if I could please have just one present.  He told me that my Mom was the boss, so it looked like I blew it this year.  I told my Daddy I would do anything to get presents.  He didn’t say anything for awhile then told me he would see what he could do.

The next day Dad took all of us to his office party, it was the day before Christmas Eve and I was running out of time quickly.  When it came time for Santa to arrive I was so happy.  I thought that maybe if my parents weren’t getting me anything, that if I confessed to Santa and told him I was sorry that maybe, just maybe he actually existed and would stop by the house.  I waited for my turn and climbed up on his lap.  I whispered my confession in his ear and he told me that he would talk to me after he was done.

It seemed like it took forever for him to finish up.  Then he walked over to my Dad and Mom and they laughed at what he was saying, but he came over and held my hand as we walked into my Dad’s Boss’s office.  He sat down on the sofa and told me to sit with him.  I did and then he said if I could keep a secret about what he was going to do that I would get presents!  I was so excited but didn’t understand why I couldn’t tell anyone.  He told me that if all naughty girls and boys found out there was a way to get off the naughty list once it was made that he wouldn’t have time to deliver presents.  I thought that was very logical so I agreed.  It turned out that I had to let Santa put his cock inside me while he huffed and puffed away until he came, and then suck on it until he came again.

Christmas came and I ran downstairs.  There were NO presents under the tree for me at all.  I felt so terrible!  My Dad told me to open up the door.  I did and there were so many presents with my name on them!  It was a god damned Christmas Miracle.  My Dad told me that he doesn’t know what I said to Santa but it worked!

How I Get Ready To Give A Deepthroat Blowjob

Anyone who gives hella good head knows that there are little tricks that you can do to help you give the best blowjob a cock has ever had.  For instance, when taking a cock deep into your throat for a spectacular Deepthroat blowjob it’s a great idea to take a deep breath and hold it.  This stifles the gag reflex you are able to take that big dick as far as they can cram it down your mouth.  Another thing that is important is to keep your lips wet.  Have you ever given a blowjob where your lips are dry?  It’s not the most sexiest thing in the world.  It’s awkward to say the least.  To counteract this I apply plenty of lipstick with gloss on top, then I carry the gloss in my back pocket just in case I find a big juicy cock to swallow whole.

There are other tricks of course that a girl can use to make giving you head a very pleasurable experience.  If your wife, girlfriend, or boyfriend; or hell even yourself have trouble with gagging or dry lips while going down then share these tips with them.  I’m sure they will be grateful, I know your cock will be.

Helping Daddy Fish

I never went fishing with my ‘Daddy”, at least not in the conventional sense. There were times as I was getting bigger that my parents would go on weekend vacations without us.  During these times we would spend the weekend at various family homes, or friend’s of the family homes.  I used to spend the weekends with one of my Dad’s co-workers.  They were a married couple and they were very nice to me.  They didn’t have any little ones of their own so we always did grown up type things together.  One time his wife wasn’t there on the weekend so it was just him and I.

He asked me if I liked to fish, I said, “Ew, no.”  He laughed and asked me, “What if there was a special kind of fishing were you wouldn’t have to touch an icky worm?”  I told him as long as I didn’t have to touch a worm I would go.  We left a note for his wife and we went ‘fishing’.  Instead of going to a lake, we drove to an amusement park.  I was seriously confused.  As we went inside he said to me, “Okay Autumn, for the rest of the day you call me Daddy okay?  It’s part of how we are going to fish.”  I didn’t understand why he wanted me to do this but I said I would.

We went on so many rides, I gave him hugs and told my “Daddy” that I was having such a great time.  We sat down to get some ice cream and ‘Daddy” quickly stood up.  He looked at me and asked me if I was ready to fish.  I told him no because I wanted to stay at the amusement park.  He said that if I was a very good Daddy’s girl that after we were done catching something he would take me on more rides.

He pointed out a little girl a bit younger than myself.  He told me to go over there and ask her if she was lost and if she was to bring her back over here.  I told him I would and I did.  She was lost, she was seperated from her family and was crying a little bit.  I told her that my “Daddy” could help and took her over to him.  He took us both back to the car so he could wash her face because he wanted her to look pretty when he took her back to her Mommy.  He reached into the tackle box and pulled something out and told me to get into the car.  I went into the car and heard him talking to her.  Before long he was making the weirdest noises, I tried to turn around and see what he was doing but he yelled for me to keep looking forward, so I did. 

He kept telling me to call him “Daddy” over and over again.  Then.  The movement of the car stopped and he slammed down the tailgate.  He got into the car and we drove away.  I almost cried because he promised that I could go on more rides.  He told me that we needed to find another fishing spot because this one was all fished out but we would go to the mall instead and he would buy me something pretty, and all I would have to do is help him fish again.

Soft and Sweet

There are times when men such as yourself do not want a nasty girl.  You want someone who will just be tender and sweet.  Granted, I’m usually a very dirty bitch, but I too sometimes want something more soft.  There is nothing wrong with giving the nasty a break from time to time.  You just want to have sex with a young girl because that is what you like deep down inside.  You do not want to force but be welcomed.  THAT is the type of mood I am in today.

I want to look into your eyes as I slip down onto your throbbing cock.  You want to run your hands over my young, tight body.  See how that works for the both of us?  I love older men, I always have.  I enjoy everything about them, especially the way they fuck a Coed phone sex girl like myself.  Let me take care of you for a little bit, you can make your very own.  If only for a few minutes. *smiles*

 

Paying My Own Way. Sort Of.

There are a lot of my fellow students who bitch and moan because they do not have any money.  Oh boo-fucking-hoo.  There is one particular little whiney bitch that lives right across the hall from me.  Every time I buy something new she wants to see it.  Then she complains about how she never has any money because she has to study and go to class, blah blah blah.  I cannot stand it!

Friday after English Lit I was met by my Benefactor.  I call him my Benefactor and not my Sugar Daddy because Sugar Daddy sounds so ghetto.  Anyway, my Benefactor took me to a nice dinner, then we spent the night together at a Posh Hotel where he fucked me with one the biggest dicks I have ever seen on an older man, and in the morning took me for my surprise.  I was so excited!  Usually he just pays for my tuition costs, rent, utilities, stuff like that.  I really never asked for anything tangible, as a matter of fact, I never even asked for him to pay the things that he insisted he pay.  He just started to pay them, and I wasn’t going to say no.  I’m not stupid.

To make a long story short, he bought me a brand new car.  I loved the car that I had so I’m not sure why he bought me a new one.  I guess I’m just not used to be spoiled.  The whiney girl across the hall saw it and she went right back to complaining about how she has nothing.  I finally had it!  I told her that maybe if she got off her ass and got a job she would have money.  She didn’t like that, she said she wants someone like I have.  I told her good luck honey.  I went from feeling badly about my Benefactor spending money on me to wanting to show off everything just to piss her off.  I cannot wait until we meet next week and I hope to hell he gives me another tangible present because I plan on fucking him in my new car.

 

Memories Past

When I was much younger my Mother made friends with this older man who lived down the street.  She would take him homemade food every Sunday so that he could put it in his freezer and then just heat it up for dinner during the week.  Most times she would drag me along with her.  I would sit on the loveseat and hope that we would leave soon.  The place smelled weird, plus since he was up in age, there was a lot of dust and grime around the place.  My Mother used to tell me that I was being rude, but I wasn’t being rude, I was too busy being freaked out by the man and his house.

One time when my Mother became ill she couldn’t make her weekly delivery of food to the creepy old man.  She told me to put the stuff in my wagon and deliver it for her and not to be rude and spend some time talking to him.  I dreaded this chore that I had to do.  I took my time getting my shoes and coat on, and at one point I thought of running through the kitchen and just knocking all the stuff onto the floor so it would be ruined.  Yes I would of received a spanking, but to me it would of been well worth it. 

I started on my journey down the block, the food jiggling around in my wagon and finally I couldn’t put it off any longer.  I walked up to the door and rang the doorbell, he shouted for me to go in.  I took a deep breath and went inside.  It was just like it always was.  He came over and took the stuff from the wagon then disappeared into the kitchen.  I sat down but kept my coat on.  He came back out and sat down.  He asked me about school and what I wanted for Christmas, just small talk.  Then he asked me if I would like to see something special.

I told him no thank you and that I had better go.  He looked sad that I had said no, but I didn’t care, I wanted out of there.  He told me that it was something from his daughter’s  that he had kept.  I said okay, but quick.  He took me upstairs and showed me a doll house in one of the bedrooms.  I was not impressed.  He told me to turn it around so that I could see inside.  All the rooms were decorated like I had never seen. There were tiny tea cups, tiny clothes, ornate furniture, lighting, bedding.  It was pretty amazing.  He told me that him and his daughter would play a game while she played with the doll house.  At this point I really REALLY wanted to play with the stuff inside the doll house.  He told me that if we played the same game I could play with it whenever I wanted.  I told him okay.

I took off my coat and began playing with the stuff in the doll house.  I was so intent on my play time that I almost forgot he was there.  That is until I felt his hand slide up my dress.  He pressed his fat old fingers against me and I knew he was doing something behind me because he was shaking the bed that he had sat down on.  He told me to keep playing, so I did.  He kept doing what he was doing, and I just kept moving stuff around in the doll house.  After a little while he stopped.  I looked back at him and he told me that if I ever told anyone about our game he would be very angry.  I promised I wouldn’t tell.  After that, I told my Mother that I would take the food.  Playing with that doll house was worth having old man fingers rubbing against my young smooth pussy, and I kept my promise and never told a soul about our game.  Until now that is.

Cluster Fuck Vacation With The Family

This is the bastard that started it all.  My Mom is a perfectionist.  She has a vapid case of OCD.  God isn’t as perfect as she is, and it drives the family nuts.  My Father learned a long time ago NOT to do the family vacation thing with all of us.  My Mother would have panic attacks over the stupidest shit. 

My Sister is a huge teddy bear collector.  I’m not talking crappy Teddy Bears, I’m talking extremely rare and expensive ones.  She found an ad on Craigslist for one such Teddy Bear but it was in NYC.  She called me and asked me if I would like to go with her and that there was a huge surprise in it for me if I decided to go along.  I’m all for huge surprises, especially if those huge surprises are slamming in and out of my pussy, but I digress. 

I told her I would love to have a free trip to NYC.  She laughed and agreed that she would pay.  I told her I would be there.  When I arrived I found out what my huge surprise was.  My Mother, Father, Brother, and two of my other Sisters were going as well.  I was pissed.  I remember the couple of trips that we went on when I was small and remembered how my Mother acted.  I wasn’t happy about having a repeat of her crazy OCD showing up over something small, but since I was already there I just pretended that I was excited to see everyone and off we went.

Now it is a long ride from here to NYC, but with everyone taking turns driving it would go quickly.  We had stopped somewhere to eat dinner and on the way out I grabbed a few of those crayons so I could give them to my one Niece who loves to eat them.  I thought it would be a great gesture toward my sneaky sister to say thank you for the ambush tactic.  Here I had forgot about them and they must of slipped out of my pocket when I was sleeping in the back seat.

We get to NYC and drive around a bit, then park the SUV and head off into the crowd just to stretch our legs.  We made our way to Times Square, my Mom was almost hyperventilating because of the smell, the way the people were not dressed to match, and nothing being orderly.  She was clutching my Father’s hand so hard.  What a trooper right? Wrong!  We finally have to stop walking around because my Mother is now in full on panic mode, she is actually YELLING at us to hurry up!  You know that the yelling is bad if the people of NYC actually stop to look at you because of it.  We were almost running back to the car.  We all jump in, my Mother gets in the back by me and my brother and I see the melted crayon.  I tried to grab it but she saw me and the face she made, I thought she was going to suck my soul right out through my nose.  She started to freak the fuck out.  Over a fucking melted crayon.  She went ape shit, I am not even kidding.  People were calling 911 because within a few minutes a couple of cops came up to the SUV.  See…Cluster Fuck!

My Mother almost was arrested because she wouldn’t stop going on and on about the damn crayon.  The cops thought she was having some sort of psychotic snap or something.  I looked at my sister and said, “Fuck this shit, I’m flying back home, have fun getting your bear with that looney bitch.” I grabbed my stuff, got a taxi, went to a hotel for a few days, fucked with anyone and everyone who I could pick up in some of the bars, then flew home.  I will never ever do that shit again. 

To Pledge Or Not To Pledge

College has started, and I for one am happy about it.  I’m a bit of a nerd when it comes to Education.  I will do anything to get a good grade, but do you know what also helps? Being part of a Sorority.  I am not sure how I would fit in because I am after all a bit on the wild side of things.  However, if you can get into the right Sorority you can pretty much guarantee a fantastic future for yourself dependent upon the Alumni from the Sorority.  It is all about who you know and what they can do for you.

I know for a fact the House Mother of one of the Sororities that I may want to pledge loves herself some tits and ass.  It is a well known fact.  Don’t get me wrong I still love cock, but that doesn’t meant I can’t play with a pussy now and again. 

The House Mother is not a very attractive looking woman.  As a matter of fact she is down right ugly.  It makes me leery of even trying to get with her to that I can get into the one Sorority.  I’m not sure if I should go for it, or if I will have to eat ugly snatch only to find out that I did that and still didn’t get in.  So the question is…do I pledge or do I not?

Back To Getting Those Grades

Summer is over!  Sucks right? Yes, yes it does.  The only thing good about it is that it’s time to get back to College.  The best part about college is that you have the ability to get laid constantly with no strings attached.  I love that.  I also love the fact that I have procured a position as a Professor’s Assistant this year.  Sure it will be a lot of work, but I do not mind in the least.  It will give me the chance to be around the older men while also being around the Students.  Cock cock every where.

I of course I do not plan on doing any sort of papers this year due to the fact that I will find someone to do them for me.  Wouldn’t you agree to take on the extra work load of a paper for me if I were to ask you while you had your dick firmly planted in my perfect juicy pussy? I thought so. 

Usually I go for the huge, big, massive dicks of this world but this is my education we are talking about here! I will do any cock that I have to get that perfect GPA so that I can get into a great graduate school.  There I will employ the same methods which I did in my undergrad studies.  First things first though.  I will have to meet all my new Professors and see who is interested in doing my pussy, and if one happens to not want to, then I will move onto a fellow student who will.