4 comments/ 75664 views/ 18 favorites Diary Of An Arrogant Slut By: henryo PREFACE [While going through a trash bin at school looking for recyclables I found a diary. Incredibly it just happened to belong to someone I knew. Not being a friend of mine, I decided to publish it so that everyone at school would know the real girl. It starts shortly after her high school graduation and moves to State College. I edited out some of the boring days.] August 21- I've decided to write a diary to keep track of my thoughts and experiences since I intend to write an autobiography some day after my career in politics which I'm confident will be on a national scale. Today I weigh 131 pounds which I think is good for my 5' 8" frame. Many attractive girls my size might weigh less but they don't possess breasts as nice as my 38DD's. I've kept my figure by lots of tennis and I need to continue that. I've had time for tennis because through high school I was surrounded by losers both male and female. The boys are immature and the girls are mostly sluts and whores. I'm a virgin and intend to remain one until I find the right guy. My only sexual encounter was a hand job I gave to my prom date for I did feel a certain amount of obligation considering I made him spend almost a thousand dollars that night on flowers, a limo and a meal at one of the best restaurants in the county. This town is full of losers! August 25- Tomorrow I leave for State! I can't wait to be around some intelligent people. August 27- Yesterday I moved in and last night had my first beer. There's a black bitch from Jamaica across the hall that I will slug if I get the chance. She threatened me after I stepped in front of her in line today. But I was late so I had no choice. My roommate thinks she's a voodoo priestess but I don't believe in that crap. August 28- first day of class. I have the black priestess in one of my classes. What terrible luck. But as bad as that is I think I found the guy of my dreams. Steve is so hot, a junior and a real hunk. Blonde hair, blue eyes and a body to die for. On top of that he's on the football team and his family is rich. Tonight a bunch of us got together and had a few beers then the Black Priestess claimed she could hypnotize anyone. So I called her bluff and demanded she hypnotize me. She tried but failed. When she failed though she put on a confident face as if she succeeded. Then she said to me, "Have fun!" I still don't know what that means. Anyway these girls are all a bunch of sluts and I told them all so, and can't wait till next year when I can move off campus. August 29- I'm really enjoying the beer for some reason. It's weird but every time I have a drink of alcohol I start to think about sex and get horny. Anyway, I gave my first blowjob today. Not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Maybe because it was Steve I blew. I don't' think I was very good at it. I think I need to find someone to practice on before I go out with Steve again. Sucking a cock was really an interesting experience. It happened at Steve's Fraternity house. I went there for a party and I guess Steve caught me staring at him. We talked for about a half an hour I think or at least time enough for me to drink three beers. Anyway, he asked me if I wanted to see his room, we went there and started making out. He's a pretty good kisser but he seemed obsessed with my breasts cause we were only kissing for about two minutes before he started pulling off my shirt. I was really worried that someone might come in so I wouldn't let him take off my bra. That seemed to make him angry so when he came right out and asked me for a blow job I was forced to say 'okay'. As soon as I agreed he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees even before I had a chance to put my shirt back on. I just knelt there for a moment watching as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was pink and hard and about five or six inches long. I quickly glanced toward the door before he grabbed the back of my head and pushed it toward his cock which he fed into my mouth. I've watched videos on the internet, thank god, so I had an idea of what to do. But it became a learning experience for me. I knew from what girls had told me to keep my teeth away but I was surprised when he shoved his cock deep into my mouth and I began to choke. I felt embarrassed as Steve asked me If I was alright. Then he put his cock back in my mouth and began sawing it in and out. I sucked and licked on his cock listening to his coaching as he remarked what felt good, until suddenly he shot his cum into my mouth. Once again I began to choke and I spit his cum out onto the floor. I heard Steve laugh and I was embarrassed once again. This makes me determined to learn to suck on a penis the right way. I just hope Steve gives me another chance because after we went back downstairs he left me and went over to some other girls. August 30- I found the perfect person to practice sucking. My roommate's boyfriend. It's perfect because he won't tell anyone and Steve won't think I'm a slut that way. He is always hanging out here and he's not bad looking and he's clean. His name is Greg. My roommate Erin is a bitch anyway. She made friends with the Black Priestess across the hall and now hangs out there instead of with me. I know he likes me cause Greg's always staring at my breasts just like all the other guys on campus. Sept 1 Greg showed up right after Erin left for her Lit class, so I asked him to come in the room and help me move the TV. To get him in the mood I asked him to turn his back while I changed clothes realizing if he did that he could still watch me in the mirror. Out of the corner of my eye I could see he was watching so I stripped to my underwear and casually put on my shorts and shirt. I'm not going to let him see me naked but I don't mind letting him see me in my underwear. I just pretend that I'm in my swim suit. But even so, I did have a beer before I invited him in, just to calm me down. Thank god I have the fake I.D. and can get all the alcohol I need. When he turned back around I could see the outline of his erection in his jeans. I made no effort to hide the fact that I saw it. I just smiled at him. After we moved the TV I told him I wanted to reward him for helping me but only if he kept it a secret. Then, without another word I sunk to my knees in front of Greg as I stared at his face. His mouth opened but he didn't say a word, just watched me. I always thought that girls that gave blow jobs were sluts but I don't believe that anymore. Actually I think it's fun. Greg didn't take out his penis so I had to get it out myself. It's kind of hard getting a penis out when you are on your knees and half drunk. I need to practice that too so Steve doesn't get impatient. Greg didn't help or anything, he just stood there with his mouth open and staring at me. I guess Erin doesn't suck penises. She's such a child. When I pulled Greg's cock out of his pants I was surprised at how different it was than Steve's. At first it wasn't as hard but it soon hardened up. But the big difference was that it wasn't circumcised. I'd never seen a penis like it and I was fascinated. So I played with it for a while, wrapping my hand around it and stroking it like I was going to give him a hand job. I'm sure that's what he thought because when I eventually put it in my mouth he let out a loud moan. I took his cock back out and told him to be quiet. I didn't want anyone to know what I was doing. By now his cock was rock hard and I began to lick it like a Popsicle watching how it pulsed. Then I put it back in my mouth which was full of saliva. For some reason just holding a penis in my hand makes my mouth water. It didn't used to when I was in high school. Then I put half of Greg's cock in my mouth and used my hand to stroke the base part of it. Suddenly Greg grabbed the top of my head and he came in my mouth. I was surprised that he came so soon but I managed to keep his load in my mouth as he continued to cum. I need to learn to do that so I don't end up spitting on Steve's shoes like I did. But Greg's load was so large there was nothing to do but swallow it. It took three gulps to get it all down. I looked up at Greg and his eyes were wide. I didn't get much practice so I smiled at Greg and asked him to come back another time when Erin wasn't around. He eagerly agreed and put his penis away stumbling out the door, red faced and confused. I'm sure that Greg thought I was some kind of a slut but I don't care. He's an idiot and he has to keep it a secret or Erin will find out. So as long as Steve doesn't know I'm blowing Greg, I don't care. Sept 2 I blew Greg two more times. I think I'm getting good at this and I'm almost ready to find Steve and try it with him again. But I want to be sure so this time he is really pleased. Sept 3 I blew Greg two more times, once this morning and once this afternoon. The second time he lasted almost fifteen minutes and my jaws began to ache. But it was worth it. I tried some different techniques and I think I am ready to go after Steve. Sept 4 Greg showed up again this morning and I told him to fuck off. He looked shocked but I just laughed and slammed the door in his face. Coincidently Erin told me this afternoon that she is moving out to another room. I bet it's with that Priestess that's always staring at me. Great! I will have the entire room to myself. Maybe I can get Steve to visit me. Sept 6 Went to Steve's frat house this afternoon but he wasn't there. I spent a half an hour waiting for him before someone told me he was at football practice. His frat brothers are a bunch of losers. Chub and Zack spent the whole time flirting with me in spite of the fact I told them to leave me alone. I felt so out of place there. I was all dressed up to impress Steve and these guys were hanging around in dirty sweat clothes undressing me with their eyes. While I waited there I consumed two beers which made me so horny that I was tempted to go in their bathroom and masturbate, but their bathroom was just as gross as most of the boys there. So I went home. Sept 7 watched the game on TV and saw Steve who played for almost a half when the guy he played behind got hurt. I just hope Steve doesn't get hurt. While I watched the game I sipped my bottle of merlot wine until I was so horny I had to put down the glass and touch myself. Every time Steve came on the screen I pictured his cock in my hand. After the game I went looking for Steve but I found out he was at some party somewhere with the team. I need to get an invite to these football parties. I'm sure his teammates will convince Steve what a catch I would be, especially if I dress up for them in one of my sexy outfits. Sept 8 I'm sure that Erin and the Priestess are talking about me. Every time I see them they whisper to each other and laugh. I'll make them regret it someday when Steve and I are engaged. Sept 9 I had a dream about Steve last night. I dreamed I was in the dorm shower, naked and under the warm water and Steve walked in. he was fully dressed and I wanted him to take his clothes off and join me but he just took the soap out of my hands and began to soap my back, running his slippery hands up and down my back and over my ass, caressing it and kneading it. Then he ran his soapy hand over my shoulders and onto my breasts. I began to pant, breathing harder and harder as he caressed and rubbed each of my nipples. Then his soapy hands ran down over my stomach and to my pussy. Then I began to moan as his one hand began to rub my clit until I began to shake with an orgasm. That's when I woke up sweating with my hand between my legs having just cum in my sleep. Thank god I live alone. It would have been so embarrassing to be caught masturbating in my sleep. Sept 12 I think Steve has been avoiding me. I finally cornered him after class. He said he was having trouble with class and he thought the professor didn't like him. I told him I had straight 'A's and I'd be glad to help him. He thanked me and said he'd think about it. I was worried I was getting the brush off so the only thing I could think of was to show him how much I wanted him. I accidentally on purpose brushed my hand over his crotch. He got the idea and ushered me into an empty classroom. Then he said, "Caroline, I have to tell you the coach won't let us have girlfriends during football season." This was good news for me in a way because the thought of me as his girlfriend had crossed his mind. I told him I just wanted to be friends. He smiled at me and then asked me to give him a quick blow job. That was exactly what I wanted to hear but not in an empty classroom. When I started to argue the idea of doing it there I saw Steve's face sour. That's all I needed to see so I sank to me knees there in the room. I was so excited just being around Steve that I almost tore his pants as I worked to get at his cock. I was a little nervous but I was pretty confident that my practicing with Greg was going to pay off. I just wish we were in a locked room where no one could walk in on us. I was worried that a professor or student would open the door and see me on my knees giving a blow job. I tried not to rush it so as soon as I got Steve's cock out I began to lick it while watching Steve staring at me. Greg told me a lot of boys like the eye contact when you suck them. I think he's right because Steve's cock got very hard very fast. I was so turned on my mouth was watering like mad and drool dripped down on my shirt. Soon Steve grabbed hold of my head and began to speed up my sucking by lunging his cock in and out of my mouth. But I kept my concentration and used my full wet lips to heighten the sensation on his cock. In a little over a minute he was spurting into my mouth and this time I was ready and swallowed it all. I was a bit disappointed that it ended so soon but glad no one had caught us. Steve quickly put his cock away and said he was late for his next class. But before he left he invited me to his frat house the next night after football practice. Then Steve was out the door before I was even off my knees. I was so excited that I was half way home before I realized my shirt had drool and cum stains on it. I've got to remember in the future to clean up afterwards or else take off my shirt the next time I blow him. Sept 13 I almost ran to the frat house tonight I was so excited. When I left the dorm tonight I saw Erin and the Black Priestess talking in the hall. They didn't say anything to me but I am sure they were talking about me for when I passed them they both gave me this snotty smile. When I was half way to Steve's I stopped and took a couple swallows of gin from my new flask. When I arrived at the frat house Steve wasn't there yet so I had to put up with the losers that occupy the house with him. I don't understand why someone like him lives with such a bunch of ugly, fat, pimple faced jerks. I need to ask him this some day. So I had to put up with the jerks for twenty minutes while I waited on Steve. Chub gave me a beer and I sat on their filthy couch and watched them watch a football game while they stared at me and made crude comments. I was pretty rude to them but I wanted to make sure they understood that none of them has a chance of ever going out with me. I almost wish I hadn't worn such a short skirt but I wanted to show off my assets to Steve. Unfortunately these guys could hardly take their eyes off me. I don't think these boys like me but I'm certain they would all love to fuck me. Fat Chance!!!! Steve finally arrived but he just sat down next to me and watched the game. I was hoping he would take me to dinner but when he finally got up instead of taking me out, he led me upstairs to his room. As anxious as I was to suck his cock it was a bit humiliating because everyone knew what we were about to do and as we walked away I could see the guys giving each other looks and laughing. When we got to Steve's room he sat down on the bed and said, "Caroline, why don't you take off your clothes." Suddenly I realized that he wanted to fuck me. I was terrified that he would be upset that I was a virgin so I didn't tell him. I turned and closed the door then faced him. He was sipping on his beer as he watched me begin to undress. I kept thinking for the first time I'm going to be naked in front of a man and it's going to be my dream, Steve. I watched Steve's eyes as I removed my shirt. They were smiling eyes. He really liked what he saw. I kept stripping but I did it slow like the romantic novels always described. Slipping my shorts down over my hips, his eyes followed my every move. When I was finally standing there in my underwear I hesitated. I needed a deep breath before I continued. I was nervous and excited but I knew I had one of the best bodies on campus and I wanted to show it to Steve, but getting naked the first time before a man was a big step for me. I reached back and unhooked my bra, releasing my breasts to Steve's view. His smile grew noticeably. I didn't take much time as I tossed my bra on the pile of clothing beside me then reached for my panties and pealed them down and off. As I tossed them aside I could see Steve's penis growing in his shorts. I stood there for a moment with my arms at my sides giving Steve the view he sought and unsure of what to do next. It wasn't long before Steve rose, embraced me and began kissing me passionately. His hands roamed all over me as we stood there with his right hand eventually settling on my shaved pussy. " Wow, you're really wet!" he said. "You're on the pill, aren't you?" When I told him 'No' he pulled away, looking disappointed. Then he walked over and opened a drawer pulling out a condom. Then he came back to me and set me down on the bed before he began undressing. Steve has a rock hard body one would expect from a top athlete. But as I lay down, in spite of his perfection, I couldn't help but focus on his cock which now stood straight out as he began putting on the condom. Once it was on he wasted no time climbing between my legs and positioning his cock at the opening of my pussy. As his mouth came down and began to kiss me I felt his cock firmly enter my pussy. A brief shot of pain made me bite Steve's lip. He pulled back suddenly. "Are you a virgin?" I answered no, which was true now in a way, for he had suddenly ended that part of my life. "You are really tight, Caroline. I love that." Then, just as he began kissing me and pistoning his cock in and out of my pussy, the pain slowly subsided. We fucked for ten minutes before he came. It was great! I didn't want it to end. But once it was over he quickly got up, dressed and said he wanted to get downstairs to see the second half. When he was gone I checked for blood and was glad there was very little. Then I slowly dressed and went downstairs. I could see everyone looking at me as I came into the room with their knowing smiles. Thankfully there was a touchdown scored which sent their attention back to the TV. I told Steve I needed to get home and he remarked he would call me. On the way home I stopped at a bar anxious for a drink and still a little sore. It was there that I ran into Greg. He quickly came on to me. He is definitely not the shy guy I first met. He told me how he and Erin broke up and that he felt I was partly to blame and that I owed him for that. I was pretty short with him at first until I suddenly began to worry that he might start spreading rumors about me. When I asked him to kindly keep our past relationship a secret he wanted to know why. I told him I was now in a relationship. He agreed to my request but hinted he needed something in return. Minutes later we were in the bushes behind the bar and I was once again on my knees sucking his now familiar cock. I honestly didn't mind blowing him so much, it's just I prefer it were my idea and not his. It was also kind of fun doing it in public where we might get caught. This is a new sensation and I don't know where it came from but just as Greg came in my mouth I felt the familiar rush of an orgasm erupt inside me. I swallowed, stood up and walked away without saying another word, but I did hear Greg yell after me, "See you around Caroline!" I didn't quite understand what he meant by that but it sounded threatening. Diary Of An Arrogant Slut Sept 15 Steve's game was out of state so I haven't seen him lately. But that has given me time to get on the pill and do some shopping. I went to the mall today and bought several outfits including some very short skirts that will get Steve's attention I'm sure. I've noticed how he watches the cheerleaders and I'm almost certain it's because he likes to look at legs. I'm better looking than all those cheerleaders and I know I have a better body than any of them. So if I have this body why shouldn't I show it off? It's not like I'm a slut like many of them. I got looks from lots of people in the stores as I tried on the outfits I bought, which makes me certain they'll have a magnetic affect on Steve. I've also decided to go see Professor Edwards about helping Steve with class. I think I'll wear one of these new outfits and see what kind of effect they have on an older man. He's got to be at least thirty. He's an attractive man but THIRTY? I've started sleeping in the nude. Without any roommates it's not a problem. I've been having so many sexy dreams lately that being nude makes it more fun when I touch myself at night. I just need to remember to keep my drapes closed since I live on the first floor. Sept 18 I think my plaid mini skirt is a big hit. I wore it to class with my short angora sweater and was the center of attention wherever I went today. Unfortunately Steve wasn't at class. No wonder he's in trouble with Prof Edwards. Sept 20 Greg showed up at my room with a bottle of Jack Daniels last night and before he was gone I was so drunk I didn't have time to make an entry in my journal before I passed out. I'm trying to remember what all happened last night but it isn't easy. I think he stole some of my new lace underwear because this morning I couldn't find the blue one. I don't remember everything but I know I wasn't real pleasant to Greg at first but after about the third shot of whiskey I began to notice that Greg had an erection in his pants. Obviously he was here for one thing only. The more we drank the hornier I got but this whiskey seemed to have taken away my memory. I'm going to have to be careful which type of alcohol I drink. I do remember I was naked in front of Greg and I did suck his cock but that's about it. I woke up naked on my bed this morning. I don't think Greg fucked me but he could have if he wanted. I think most guys that got me naked and drunk would fuck me if they got the chance. I'm thinking of letting him fuck me next time because I need the practice to be ready for my next date with Steve. And to top it all, I must have forgotten to close my drapes all the way last night. They were open almost a foot. I just hope no one saw what happened. I think I'm going to stick to vodka or at least limit how much whiskey I drink. Sept 22 I went to Professor Edwards office today. I didn't wear my shortest skirt but he acted like I did. I could tell by following his eyes that he liked me. I didn't think it was a good idea to bring up Steve right away since he's missed the last two classes but I thought I could build a rapport with him. After about twenty minutes he asked me if I had ever done any modeling. Then he asked if I was interested in modeling for one of his classes. He didn't say it but I assumed he meant nude modeling. I told him I was too shy. Then he asked if I would model for him personally. When I asked what it was for he told me he needed a model for a Greek goddess he was painting. I told him I'd think about it. This might be a way to get on his good side, sitting for a few hours in a toga. Sept 23 I dreamed about Prof Edwards last night. Sept 25 I don't think I'm going to need any more fucking practice. I just got back from the Professor's where he gave me a lesson in love making. Wow! When I arrived at his studio I was a little nervous, not knowing what to expect. He showed me a picture of a sculpture with a woman reclining on a sofa sipping some wine. When I asked if he had a costume he answered, "Well, if you really need one I have a sheet you can wear." I think he wanted me to pose nude but I wasn't ready for that. So I went into the bathroom and took off all my clothes and wrapped this sheet around me as close as I could to the picture he showed me, then I tied this cord around my waist. After taking a deep breath I went out and he gave me a big smile, then put me in a pose on the sofa. The cup he handed me to hold was empty so I asked if he could fill it with something to drink. "What do you want to drink?" He asked. I told him I liked wine and since the model in the picture was suppose to be drinking wine, then it would be appropriate. He smiled, paused, then filled it with some wine from a small refrigerator he had there. After every ten minutes he had to clean a brush or get some paint and I was able to relax from my pose, so I took the opportunity to drink the wine and refill the glass. The more I drank the more attractive he became until I began to let the sheet slip more and more to reveal my legs and back. Eventually I could see he was getting distracted. I love this power I have to control the minds of boys and men. It became a game for me. Every time I took a sip of wine I'd use the opportunity to let the sheet slip a little more. Eventually I subtly untied the knot on the cord around my waist. This caused the sheet to fall off my shoulder, uncovering one of my breasts. I pretended not to notice, but he did and he slowly walked over to me. I just looked him in the face as if to say, "What are you going to do about this gorgeous half naked woman before you?" He slowly knelt down next to me as if he were going to adjust the costume. Then as if his mind suddenly changed, he leaned into me and kissed me on the lips. It was as if my breath was suddenly taken away and drug of passion zoomed through my veins. I quickly kissed him back and our tongues became familiar with each other. But the energy was different from Steve's. The professor was gentle in his passion and maintained the kiss, slowly caressing my shoulders and back, as he pulled me into an embrace. We kissed for a few minutes as he slowly pulled off my costume. He stopped for a moment and pulled slightly away to take in the view of my eager body. His eyes soak me all up until he returned to kissing me once again. By now Steve would have entered me, but not the professor. His mouth moved to my ears and neck as if they didn't want to miss one inch of my skin, nibbling and licking as they moved around. Then he descended to my breasts treating them if the were gifts of the gods, and he was grateful of their presence. After spending time with each of them he continued his decent to my flat stomach pausing briefly at my navel. I watched in astonishment as this older man, my professor, treated my body as a work of art. I played with the idea of what he was doing and how far he would go. But as my mind worked he went further down until he hit the spot between my legs. I gasped for air as his tongue hit my clit. Oh god! It was such a rush. Nothing like it has ever happened before. No one has ever explored my pussy with their mouth and with such passion. His determination never hesitated as I had my orgasm, he continued to lick and kiss me down there as if he were a starving man and it were the last morsel of food on earth. My hands firmly grasped his dark hair as my body convulsed but he didn't stop. He just continued to devour my juices as he licked and kissed my pussy, occasionally entering me with his long tongue, as if it were a tiny cock and he was fucking me with it. I don't know how long he ate me but after my third orgasm he finally pulled away, stood up and undressed. I watched through blurry eyes as the man who normally stood in front of my class and lectured me was preparing for part two of our ordeal. I inspected his body as he revealed it. A nice body, not an athlete's like Steve's, but a good one for an older man and a cock slightly bigger than the one's I've seen. I foolishly wondered if they got bigger as men got older. Once he was naked he took his place on my sweat covered body and once again began to gently kiss me. His actions were so different from the younger men I was used to. He took his time and didn't hurry to enter me. The anticipation was torture as he continued to kiss and fondle my body. Our kisses became deeper as my hands explored his body, feeling his firm back and following it down to his round buttocks. If he didn't enter me soon I was going to scream. And then just at that moment, as if he read my mind, he placed his cock at my opening and slowly but firmly entered me. Immediately I came again but not for the last time. His strokes were slow at first and then began to build, even though he never stopped kissing my mouth and caressing my breasts and body. This was nothing like my experience with Steve. This was love making not fucking! I lost track of time and the amount of orgasms I had, but it must have lasted a half an hour or more until he finally came at the same time I did. Both of us were wet with love sweat and out of breath. He collapsed on me and we both lay motionless for minutes while we regained our air. As we silently lay there, I decided this wouldn't be the last time for this. I've had orgasms and orgasms but this was something else. We made some small talk and plans for another sitting to finish the painting, then he suggested we keep our meeting a secret and I left. All the way home I thought of what had happened. I still love Steve but the Professor had taught me something. My plans with Steve were still solid but if he didn't eventually give me what I just had, I had another source for it. Sept 28 I just heard there is a big dance next month and I need to go. The problem is it's just for sororities and fraternities. It's called the Frat-Sor- Ball. Word is that Steve is a sure thing to be crowned king and I need to be his queen. I can make history by being the first 18 year old freshman to ever be elected queen! My job now is to get into the best sorority on campus and then convince the frat boys to vote me queen. This isn't going to be easy but I'm sure I can do it. I must focus.