The Ambitious Freshman - Sex Stories

The Ambitious Freshman

... well proportioned hot little blond. “And curiously enough, she would do the same thing as you; study ‘til the wee morning hours…less the stilettos though,” The two sat and stared at each other…all as if they were Wild West gunslingers waiting for the other to make the first move. “Okay miss Kushna, let's cut to the chase” the man suddenly blurted out as he shot up off his chair. As he moved behind the girl Kristin stood her ground motionless…staring straight ahead, unflinching. Suddenly and without warning O’Reilly grabbed the girl by the hair and slammed her down onto the top of his desk. At the same time he applied his full body weight on top of hers to hold her still. As she tried to struggle to free herself, the grip on her hair became tighter and more painful. He then reached for a pair of handcuffs that were conveniently waiting nearby. “What the fuck?” the girl said in total…well not TOTAL shock. Snap! Snap! Within seconds Kristin was bending over on top of the table with both of her hands firmly cuffed behind her back. “I've been preparing for this for years Little Miss Kushna.” “What are you talking about?” Kristin could feel the man press against her semi-exposed bottom with his now hard and stiff penis. For good measure he gave one good hard thrust of his hips.. “What are you doing Father O’Reilly? You are going to be in such big trouble!” “Come now my pretty…don't tell me you have no clue as to what is about to transpire here?” “No I…” “You mean to tell me that ...

... your mother and father haven't told you about their past…OUR past?” As the man increased the grip on Kristin's hair she could feel him lift her already short school dress up to her waist. She then felt her panties being tugged down to her knees. “What are you doing Father?” “Why…I’m upping the stakes for YOUR success here Miss Kushna.” “What are you talking about? I don't understand?” “I’m guessing that your parents, your mother in particular, has already talked to you about how she became so powerful, so quickly...correct? By giving me certain favors which I in turn made things easier for her…no?” “No father… Honest! She hasn't” “Well, whether she has OR hasn't is irrelevant now. All that matters is that this time I’m going to get a better deal than just a few mere blow jobs. This time I want it ALL!” Through the man’s heavy breathing and his weight pressing her hard against the table Kristin could feel the man’s hands fumbling for his pants zipper… Zippppppp…. ‘Good…’ Kristin thought. All was going to plan. Even her own mother and father did not know of what she had planned weeks ago and was now executing flawlessly. Would they be proud? Maybe, maybe not. All the fake whining earlier in the day, designed to make them believe that giving Father O'Reilly a little simple head was going to make her puke had worked. And now with him about to bone her, her trap was set. And OF COURSE she was going to give the man head and a lot more. And why not? Even WITHOUT a grandiose scheme to ...