Sorority Fun!

By admin, 4:44 pm

Well, after I left Loser guy, I decided to move into the sorority house I belong to. the Kappa Alpha Thetas, we called ourselves KATS. Actually, I just got invited to join, without doing the usual pledging, because a couple of the girls had spent half the summer with me at Loser guys house spending his money, so they knew a good thing when they saw it.

And we spent half the summer plotting fun on our Greek arch-enemies, the snotty Deltas and the no brain Tau Kappa Epsilon guys who seemed to hone their muscles lifting beer kegs. Their houses were next door to each other, and they often did things together.

Well, they were planning a big end of summer open house weekend, to show off their new digs to their parents. I was planning my own fun, and since I wasn’t well known in the Greek circles at school, I was the perfect one to infiltrate and cause problems.

And I did, just showing up and crashing the party. I claimed to the mother of one of the girls in the sorority that I was the girlfriend of one of the brothers in the frat…and I had this wonderful conversation about how glad I was summer was over so that I could resume my job giving blowjobs to all of my boyfriends fraternity friends….I excused myself as their jaws dropped to the ground.

Then I went over to the fraternity, and introduced myself to a set of parents as a Delta pledge….then I pulled the father aside and told him that as part of my hazing I had to get one of the fathers to sign my ass. He stammered and stuttered, and I whispered to him that I would give him a blowjob if he did it, I needed it sooo bad… Well the pervert went for it, and as I brought him into the back room they keep a pool table in, in a quiet corner, I pulled out his cock and then said….”Smile for the camera!” as one of my sorority sisters took a photo through the window.

At that point I was like…Dude, if you dont’ want this photo emailed to every bitch and asshole in these houses you better cough up some dough…..
*smiles* Dude had over $400 bucks on him!

I snuck out at that point, watching the mother I told about the group blowjobs dragging her daughter away in the car. *laughs*

I went back to my sorority house, and we went out to the liquor store with my $400 to stock up on booze. Good times!

Free from the loser!

By MeanGirl, 4:17 pm

So Loser came back from India the beginning of the month, and as I planned I was gone when he got here.

I wasn’t the only thing gone either, I liberated quite a few bottles of good booze, some nice soft towels and a bottle of viagra that he had hidden in the bedroom.  I mean he wasn’t going to be needing it, and well, I kind of had some really funny ideas of what I could do with it to abuse some asshats I go to school with.

I left him a note saying that it just didnt feel right, and I was going to go to school in Texas, so he didnt have to worry about running into me.  That of course, was a lie in every way, and he’s left at least a dozen hysterical crying voice mails on my phone, so fucking pathetic.

And we’re back in school.  In fact, I’m in class right now, its Marketing 101, and its another bald old guy I know I can coerce into giving me good grades.

Oooh, I get to extend my stay in the loser’s house

By MeanGirl, 6:36 pm

I posted earlier this spring about the guy who ended up having to go to India and is letting me stay in his house, thinking I’m his future bride or some bullshit like that.  Well he called me about a week before he was due, while I was still trying to choose from my options to tell me that he was going to be home a week, before they were sending him to freakin’ China for another eight weeks….so that keeps me here, and I like it, its a nice place and good for parties.

So the loser is due home tomorrow. I found two sissy maids to come over and clean the place up while my best girlfriend Andrea came over and we sunned ourselves at the pool and ordered them around.

We made it clear that they were going to have to eat cum off any surface we chose, so they better do a good job making sure all the surfaces were clean!

It was funny watching them scrape puke off the downstairs bathroom floor…Leftover from our Memorial day blowout–we played drinking games with the hunky frat boys until they were puking–of course we rigged the drinks so they were drinking strong shit and we had just the right amount to have a good time.

I forgot to write all about that party, so I’ll say a few words here. Nothing funnier than getting two frat boys so pissed they can’t stand up straight and when they pass out posing them with a cock in their mouth and taking photos that Andrea and I posted on a fake facebook account, tagging their names so all their friends and family could enjoy.

Usually I’m mean for money, but sometimes I’m just mean for the fun of it.

So tomorrow loser is home, and I already have plans to be scarce for the week.  Dont you know that THIS week is my big important internship week for school? *wink wink* that I can’t possibly get out of. It’s so exhausting too darling, I’m sorry I can only be home for a few hours and then I’m going over to Andrea’s house because we have to get up at the crack of dawn and I dont’ want to wake you…

I’m imagining lots of chaste kisses on the cheek, can I have some money for xyz and then getting my ass out to go get laid by some hunk with a decent dick.

Yea, piece of cake.

I’ll let you guys all know how it goes.

Kitty

Kitty gets her way with the professor

By MeanGirl, 6:51 pm

I have been soooo busy with my finals this semester.  And I was partying soo much I have been flunking this loser course I was taking called Law, Crime and Society.  Now that sounded like it might have some interesting stories, but it turned out to be a yawner, with this balding fat mousy professor with this tiny little voice who couldn’t even look me in the eye.   I had more interesting things to do instead of sit there, usually involving shopping with my girlfriends dragging some poor sucker along that ended up footing the bill.
Well come final week, and I find out that fucker professor has given me a failing grade, and I need a fucking A on the final to come out with a D for the course. Turns out that he must have noticed I wasn’t there, even though it was a  huge class.

So I decide to go turn on the charm and see what I can do about my grade.  I dress in a really lowcut blouse and a miniskirt, and show up at his office, closing the door behind it.

Now I know this sounds like a typical co-ed seduces the professor for an “A” scenario, but that wasn’t what I had in mind.

He looked up, jaw dropping as I locked the door.  I smiled, reached into my purse and pull out a pair of pink panties.

“Well, you better put these on if you want to eat my pussy, I tell him…”

The idiot had no fucking clue as to what to do….he tried to talk, but all that came out was some freakin’ lame stutter. “I don’t….” he started to say.

Hah!  As if he could escape me.
I give an exasperated sigh.  “If you don’t put on the fucking panties right now, I’m going up to the dean’s office and file a sexual harrassment suit against you.  I have a nice ripped blouse that I can wear to it…and a few tears to run my mascara….”

Those pants came off of him so fast, and the panties on so fast it was truly funny.

And I was ready…..I pull out a camera…and FLASH!

And then I really smile, it looks sweet but its truly evil.  “Now…you are going to change my fucking grade to an A, or everyone on the University email system is going to get this picture…are we clear?”

More stuttering.

“Im not kidding.  Is it worth your career and reputation to flunk me?”
The A is mine. To show I’m a good sport, I let him keep the panties.

Moved to a nice place

By MeanGirl, 6:16 pm

Well, I’m here until June anyway, when the guy that owns this place comes back.

It’s really nice, really big and it has a pool and a hot tub and a fucking sauna even.

And the bedroom is so fucking spacious, I even have a tv and huge sofa in there.

I had a party the other night…I’m planning on taking advantage of this poor loser’s trusting nature.

So why am I here?   Get this….the poor fucker thinks I’ve moved in with him!  I find out after soaking him for a nice dinner that he’s working in India for 3 fucking months, and he’s telling me about this big place he just bought, and not knowing he had to go to India…and he had to hire help to take care of it.

So I smell an opportunity, and in the last week he is there, I have him believing I love him and want to live with him FOREVER.  So he gives me a key to his house so I can move it, and I even manage to pull this off without even letting him get to second base.  He believed it when I told him that I’m not that kind of girl!!

Now all I have to do is take his phone calls about once a day, make kissy noises on the phone and tell him what sexy things I have bought for him to see me in when I finally *do* feel as if I’m ready to *cough* “make love” with him.

I’ll just bail out a day or two before he comes back, pleading that it just seemed wrong for me to be with a man so much older than me….

Meanwhile, there are parties to plan!  I just discovered poking through his things that he has an account with a caterer…so I’m having my parties catered, complete with open bars.

It will be fun to get drunk with my friends and fool around the pool.

Fun calls today so far!

By admin, 2:35 pm

Mmmmm Cuckholding you with black cock….theme of the day!

I love cuckholding calls….I only have to do guys with big dicks, and you can sit around with a tiny little hardon wishing it were you.
*giggle*
Another way to torture you pervy losers…

I’m back!

By admin, 9:31 pm

I’ve been busy!   I went out Vegas in August on some guy’s dime..

I think he thought we were going to be some item, but as soon as I got there, and got him to buy me a stack of poker chips, I dumped him and found some REAL fun.  Cool clubs in vegas….

I never spent a dime. I got guys to buy me meals, drinks, impress me with suites, give me chips to gamble with.
At the end, I cashed in 2 grand worth of chips, flew home and started my new semester at school.

I was planning to do NF calls once the semester started, but man oh man, this NF meltdown hit, and I couldn’t even get the fucking phone to connect me.  Now it seems sort of stable, and I’m taking calls again.

So don’t wait.  Call.

Loser on the phone

By admin, 1:42 pm

Right now, as I write this entry, I have a loser, Justin on the phone.  He was telling me that his Mistress blackmailed him by posting his personal information on Craigslist advertising to suck cock and made him pay $200 dollars to take it down.  He’s such a loser, he paid it.

I would have taken the money and then let all the men who wanted him to be a cocksucker to call him anyway!

And I bet Justin ends up telling me some tasty tidbit that he’ll pay me to take down……

stay tuned…

Update:  Justin is a chicken shit!  Wouldn’t even tell me his phone number, hung up when I asked!  It was fun hearing him almost cry though…

My Weekend

By admin, 5:38 pm

Yes boys, I wasn’t here this weekend.  I was partying and having fun clubbing in Boston on Landsdown street and making sure that my friends and I didn’t have to pay for anything.
There was some old guy with a Red Sox cap on watching the game on the TV, and I got him to buy all  of us drinks by pretending to be a cheerleader for the Sox. (As if I give a fuck)

The Red Sox were playing, and lots of happy fans drifted into the  bar, dancing, I guess their team won….and I ditched the cheerleader guy and my girl friends and I, Andrea and Karen, wandered down the street and I got a man to give Karen $100 dollars to flash her tits at him….

And once he pulled out his wallet, and handed me the money. (Naturally a man hands it to me), I told Karen. “Don’t show him anything, he’s a pervert!”

Then I said to him.  ”You pervert, propositioning young girls…give me $100 more or I’ll call the cops”

He protested a little, and I pulled out my cell phone, poising to dial 9-1-1, saying, the cops won’t be too happy with you when they find out what you did!” and he fell overhimself to hand me the remaining cash in his wallet.   I thought about making him go to the ATM for more, but he literally looked like he was going to shit his pants, and Andrea wanted to go down the street and check out another club, so I let him go….$212.37 cents richer.

Taking advantage of older men

By admin, 10:44 am

I had a great 4th of July weekend.  I managed to use my charms and body to throw a great party for myself and all my friends that included a boat in the harbor to see the fireworks,  and lots of fun party drinks and food.

And I got an older guy I know who owned the boat to pay for it all :)

I meet him at a wedding believe it or not, and I always talk to the older guys because they have stuff I want.  And since I’m young and cute they think I’m harmless and like to show off. So after he had a few drinks at the reception and danced with me a few times, he was offering to have me spend fourth of July with him watching fireworks from his big sailboat (48 feet long I think?).  Well I managed to accept, morph it into a party with my and my friends, get him to stock a bar and provide a bunch of catered food.   In return I looked cute and posed on the rail waving to his friends on the other boats.

And then that evening, after we docked, I managed to charm the keys to his BMW out of him to take my friends home.   Still have to return it :) *giggles*
I’m so bad.

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