The Ambitious Freshman - Sex Stories

The Ambitious Freshman

... behind her, he shrewdly inserted his penis into her mouth. “AARRRHHHGGG?” the teen gagged as the entire length of his penis slid down her esophagus. “ARRRRGGGGHH!” the girl continued to gag. “Where's that darn hole for the key?” the man questioned out loud, fully aware of what was happening to Kristin's throat. “ARRGGG!” “Oh…my goodness! My cock went into your mouth! I'm so sorry…” As the priest pulled himself out of the girls throat, a long slimy strand of drool stretched to at least the length of a foot. “BBWWAAA!” the girl coughed over and over again trying to catch her breath. “BWWWAAAA!” But without remorse, the man reinserted his cock back into her mouth and continued to fumble with unlocking the cuffs. “Ah! There we go!” the man said. “Finally your free!” “BWAAA! BWAAA!” the girl continued to gag. He then checked the girls wrists to see if there were any marks. That was the last thing both of them needed...proof…of something. “Don't worry Father…I don't easily bruise, I’m used to it” Kristin began to explain. “You can even be a bit rougher if you wish next time. I don't mind...if that's what you like.” ‘What the hell has this girl been through?’ the man wondered. “Let's not even go there about my past okay Father?” Kristin said as if she could read his mind. “Suffice to say that my whole life I could said something but I didn't nor will I ever. The fact of the matter is is we Kushnas think differently about the sexual role of a young girl and boy, a grown man and a ...

... woman. Although modern day laws make the two sexs equal, on paper, they're not and were never meant to be. O’Reilly listened intently. Finally someone thought the same way he did. “And we DO understand why a girl can get pregnant in her pre-teens…” Kristin continued. “Her body is ready sexually and can take it and so can mine. Besides, since the very beginning, although it’s hurt at times I’ve loved it. I guess you could say I'm a nymphomaniac.” With a new understanding of the Kushna family, and a bit of new found compassion and admiration for this teen in front of him, the man bent over and attempted to gently wipe Kristin's eyes clean from the smeared mascara. For a split second the two finally understood each other and their roles in this game… “No Master…you must leave my mascara alone” the girl explained. “It is acknowledgement and proof, for me to see and acknowledge that I have been properly punished by you.” “Remember, I am your slave…your whore…a little naughty girl that needs to be taught lessons, in many different ways to keep her in line...naughty nasty lessons.” O’Reilly listened quietly to the words. This was all new to him, him having a willing slave and him her master. “Now MASTER...what do you want me to do now?” Kristin blurted out hoping to snap the man’s obviously confused mind back into his new found fantasy, THEIR new found fantasy... “Uh right…” the man paused as his eyes blinked himself to the situation at hand. “Now…I want you to play with my scrotum and ...