Kristin The Ambisious Freshman - Sex Stories

Kristin The Ambisious Freshman

So how's it going little girl?” the thirty-eight year old man asked the gorgeous, petite, eighteen year old blonde haired freshman. “Okay daddy…” the girl replied. Something was up the man thought. He then nudged his equally beautiful wife as she herself seemed a bit distracted. “Uh…yeah… What's up baby?” the girl's mother chimed in. “You don't like the school?” Her eyes nervously darted back and forth between her daughter and the private college’s open grounds. The girl starred into her mother eyes. “C’mon Kristin…stop farting around and tell us what's the problem.” “The problem is…DADDY…I’m know as the infamous ‘Ann and Scotts Daughter’…the new ‘Little Miss Kushna’ to be exact. That's the problem…” “Yeah, so? A lot of students have parents that have attended here. So what if they sort of know you by us already?” “And just who exactly said this to you Kristin?” The woman turned and looked at her husband. He in turn shrugged his shoulders in bewilderment. “Some of the teaching staff, but mostly the President, Father O’Reilly. He seems to be getting the biggest kick out of the whole thing.” “Wow…that guy’s still there? I thought he was in his 50s when we went here babe…” Kristin’s dad blurted out. “He was 35 back then Scott. To young kids like us that WAS 50ish. He's now 46. He was very smart and talented an that's why he was so young. “Well…I myself am flattered that he even remembered us.” “And what did he exactly say to you Kristin?” “Lots mom.” The woman turned and ...

... looked at her husband with a blank but concerned stare. She didn't need her daughter catching any crap from their past transgressions she had nothing to do with. Kristin, out of the corner of her eye, had noticed that her mother had begun to fidget with her finger nails…something she did when she had certain private “things” on her mind. Ann leaned over the picnic table that overlooked the picturesque open quad area of the prestigious and elite private college. “Things like what Kristin? I need to know.” Her face was as serious as Kristin had ever seen it.. “As I said, things like …’Ahhh…the NEW Little Miss Kushna…the daughter and heir apparent of the INFAMOUS and notorious mister and misses feely mealy Ann and Scott Kushna’” the girl began. “That's it?!” Scott asked out loud. “That’s what has you so concerned and worked up over?” “Oh…I forgot this one dad…’I’d keep the boys hands off your tits, out of your pants…and your mouth off their penis’…” Kristin added. “It seems you two weren't so clandestinely talented back then as you made yourselves out to be.” Kristin could see her mothers face turn red from embarrassment. “So you see…I now have a huge target on my back because of you guys. If I’m seen ANYWHERE near a boy I’m in trouble or at least joked about…” “I’m so sorry baby” Ann said as she reached out and held her daughters two hands. “So what are you saying? Do you want quit and come home? We’ll understand baby…really.” “No daddy…I’ll be fine and it's not your fault. I ...