A scandalous Oxbridge blogger has started bragging about her sexploits as she attempts to “shag (her) way through term”.
A scandalous secret blogger has started bragging about her sexploits as she attempts to “shag (her) way through term”.
In her blog, which has been updated four times since its launch ten days ago and available here, she candidly discusses a one-night stand with a Blues rugby player and how she lost her virginity.
The self-proclaimed “researcher of sex” boasts that she is shocked by her success rate. “Statistically speaking, I have slept with nine different nationalities”.
“British men and German men are the best, and typically have the biggest penises” she clarified.
This week the Belle de Jour of Oxbridge reported on an encounter with a Rugby Blue that was “fairly average” in her “book of shags”. After a disappointing night in bed – “more like a slack tide” than a “tsunami of love” – the blogger reported her horror as the sportsman went for a new tactic.
““I don’t have a condom . . . but I want to put it . . . here” he said as he slapped my ass”. The blogger politely declined and left on her “stride of pride” – she doesn’t do walks of shame.
The saucy scribbler has now promised us that she will reveal how she made out with a Blues rower and how she loves having sex in public places. On her twitter the mystery hussy posted: “Lost in the library, but finding lots of dark corners . . . I've always wanted to do it in a library.''
Her shenanigans have been picked up by the national press forcing her to defend her stories.
“The first thing you should know about me is that I am not a whore” although “I am unapologetically and unquestionably a closet nympho” she wrote.
“Don’t believe my stories? Well you choose to read this blog as much as I choose to write it, so that’s your prerogative.”
Sex at Oxbridge wishes to protect her anonymity for both her sake and the sake of her conquests. “Besides, my mum would kill me” she added.
Her next blog, she promises, will feature “Less talk, more sex!”.
So guys, watch out on the Cindies’ dancefloor – you could be her next prey.