School Girl Diaries, by Amanda

Okay, so I’m a mega attention whore and I’m just not getting enough male attention on the web lately. I want guys chatting me up. I want to feel you, squeezing my tits, trying to get into my little panties. I want to feel like I’m surrounded by hard cocks just waiting to explode all over me.

The shout box to the right was a good start. It’s kind of cool leaving messages for you guys, and getting some back every now and again. It totally makes my day to see something new there. But I’m kind of in the mood for something bigger…something that goes a little deeper.

Viva la forums! The idea is that you guys can write/post with me in detail, and we can have some sexy conversations together. I love to write, so if you want to chat with a cute girl, that’s the place to do it.

Posts could be about anything really. You could ask me a naughty question. Want to know my favorite way to take a cock? Curious about how sensitive my nipples are? Want to know if I’ve ever had a threesome before (well, that’s kind of a duh question). The point is, the forums are the place to ask. They let me write back to you, in a public way.

I’m a cock-hungry slut and I’m completely starved for attention. Play with me. Give me a reason to write…to spread my mind and my legs for you, and I promise you won’t be disappointed!

See ya later, alligators. Check out my forums, and write for me. Pretty please!

So, I had a really interesting experience today in school. It was weird…the kind of weird that makes you scratch your head weird. It happened in Miss Emily’s class, right before we went to lunch.

First of all, Miss Emily is my third period English teacher. She’s kind of pretty, for an older woman (in her thirties I think). But she’s also kind of odd, like…unsure about herself I guess. She’s a teacher, so she’s used to being a little bossy, but most of the time it seems like she’s seeking our approval or something (especially from the younger girls in class). It’s puzzling.

Anyway, I totally didn’t study for my test on Othello, because I was busy doing other things…like boys. So I was copying off one of my girlfriends, Megan. She’s kind of a brainy type. Anyway, I thought I totally was being discreet, but after the bell rang, Miss Emily told me to stay behind. I remember at the time, I thought, “Fuck, I got caught.”

After everyone had left, Miss Emily called me to her desk, and she asked me if I was copying off another girl’s work. I played kind of dumb, and said, “Only a little. My eyes were wandering by accident.” For some reason, I found myself flirting with Miss Emily, the way I do with some of my male teachers. All I could think was, “WTF is wrong with you, Amanda, she’s a girl. She’s so not going to take it the right way.”

But she did! Miss Emily just looked at me, all thoughtful and stuff, before she told me to pull up my skirt. Of course I was stunned, but…you know, okay. If she’s a lesbo or something, at least I won’t get in trouble, right? I totally thought she was married too, to one of the male faculty members on campus.

I was really confused, but I did it anyway? I guess it was out of habit. I was wearing some simple, white cotton panties underneath, but they had a sexy cut to them, and little strings that dangled off my right hip. She touched the band of my panties, and OMG it was so sensual the way her fingers moved along it.

At this point I knew Miss emily was into girls. After you’ve been intimate with enough bi and lesbian women, you can just tell when a touch is girly-sexy, and her fingers…so completely sexy! Her hand moved, after a moment, between my legs, and it just rested on my panty covered lips. She was looking between my lips, so thoughtful. I wanted to crawl onto her lap and makeout with her. I’ve never actually fucked an older woman before.

But then she stopped. She told me that I could let my skirt down, and I did. And after, she made sure to lecture me about how cheating was bad, and that I shouldn’t do it because not everyone was as nice as she was, and it would get me in big trouble. Then she turned back to her desk to grade papers and told me that I was excused.

So fucking weird!

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2wgt36Hw8xI

Okay, so I’m going to have to make another sexy post before bed tonight, but I wanted to share something I’m really proud of: my very first video on Youtube! Okay, okay, it’s not actually a video, but it’s more of a slideshow of pictures with me talking about this blog, School Girl Diaries. It doesn’t even have anything naughty in it, really (because Youtube wouldn’t let me be a dirty, little slut on their site). But it did take me some time to figure out, and I’m proud of it anyway.

I’m going to post a little bit later, and I think I’m going talk about girls and why I like to kiss them so much. I have lots of friends, and while I’ve only ever gone all the way with a couple of them, I’ve kissed almost all of them. Making guys jealous, just to showoff, all sorts of excuses. I’ll even tell you who my best make out partners were too!

In the meantime, love my new Youtube video, dammit! I’ll be back later. ^^

Dear Diary, I fucked a guy tonight! His name was Brian, and I met him a few weeks ago at the candy boutique downtown, near where my mom’s office is. He’s cute, a little bit older, and he really seemed to get off on selling candy to young girls. I guess it’s kind of pervy, when you think about it…but at the time it came off cute, mostly.

I was buying some very expensive chocolates for a friend of mine who broke up with her boyfriend last week, and just out of the blue, he offered to buy me some chocolate-covered strawberries if I went out on a date with him. I agreed, but mostly because I love when guys buy me things! I ate them right there, all cute and pretty (and just slightly slutty), and slipped him my phone number after.

So we went out for dinner and a movie tonight. I lied to my my mom and told her that I was going out with a guy from school. I had a pasta dish at the restaurant, and Brian was a total gentleman. He asked me about myself, and so on. By the time we got to the movies, though, his real intentions came out. He was touching and fondling me during the whole show, and more than a couple times his hand went under my skirt instead of into the popcorn bucket. It wasn’t original, but it was kind of hot and honest.

By the time the movie was over (and it was good, just kind of scary), I was very, very wet. We made out in his car and I let him touch my tits through clingy top. He squeezed and groped them while we kissed; and fuck, he was such a great kisser too. Not too much tongue, but just enough to show me that he was fluent with it. The whole time his lips were on me, I kept imagining what it would feel like to have him between my legs. I think I almost came from a combination of him playing with my bra-covered-nipples and the thought of him eating my hot, pink pussy.

We fooled around for a bit before…oh, mom’s home. I’ll better finish this up later!

Okay, I have to say that girls really are magical. I was listening to that song, “I kissed a girl,” that’s been really popular lately, and I have to agree. Girls are pretty and sweet and full of feminine mystique. I guess that’s why I have a really big thing for licking sweet, teen pussy.

When I first started, I’ll admit that I touched and kissed other girls to get male attention. When two girls make out, guys notice. At first, I was just a naughty little slut who played with other girls to turn the boys on. But over time, I came to realize that playing with girls really turned me on too…even when there weren’t any boys around at all!

Jenny is my best friend, and we’ve been lovers for several years now. We started out just masturbating with each other (and finger-fucking each other too), but now we lick and suck each other to sensual, girly orgasms. I actually love the smell and taste of her young, pink cunt. Her lips are so soft and velvety in my mouth, and I love the way my tongues slides with purpose from her clit down to her dripping, teen hole.

I’ve really got a thing for the taste of a girl. It’s different…a lot different, from the way boys taste. It’s subtler, wetter, more pink. Pussy tastes like pretty, and I get so hot fucking tight, barely-legal girls with my tongue and fingers, until my face is soaked with girl wetness.

Just writing about this makes me miss Jenny and her pretty little mound. I want to say hi to her cute, little clit and her dainty lips. I want to make out with her sexy, schoolgirl cunt. She won’t be over til tomorrow night, but I can run off to bed and masturbate, thinking of how nice it would be to go down on her.

Later guys, I need to go cuddle with my vibrator! *giggles*