1. The Ambitious Freshman


    Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Wangzunkle, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    they are hookers or porn stars getting paid for their services, there was no chance in hell that they were going to EVER swallow for a man…NO FUCKING WAY! What a fucked up way for someone to think Kristin pondered. No wonder men gave women so much shit the freshman hottie thought. And what's really funny is that if they so desired, a man could easily take down a woman and do as they pleased with her, but they don't. Yet a woman will push and taunt a man until he can't stand it anymore and when that happens…guess what? The fucking bitch rats on his ass all as if she did nothing to him at all. But with Kristin, she had learned, albeit a much harder way, that if you played your cards right, a girl could get a lot of nice things in life, including love. She then focused on the tip of O’Reilly’s penis. “Yes sir…I like looking at your penis sir..” she remembered to say. Her voice was shy and coy but also mysteriously seductive. Grabbing her hair once again, the man brought her mouth to the tip of his penis. “You will not call this a penis anymore, is that understood young lady?” The priest, (ha! PRIEST!), painted the girls lips with his sex tool’s semen. Kristin instinctively stuck out her tongue, licked it's tip clean and then swallowed. With her mouth slightly open, she tilted her head slightly back and made eye contact with her powerful European blue eyes. “What shall I call it sir…my master?” The girl could see the man's penis twitch in response to her words. “Cock… You will ...
    call it a ‘cock’. Now say it bitch.” “Cock.” “Again..whore.” There was ANOTHER word that turned Kristin on…’whore’. So many times, while her mother was licking her vagina, did she call her a whore. What made it even hotter was the tone in which she said it to her…as if she was jealous of Kristin's relationship with her father or something. And by calling her dirty, nasty names it was the only way she could apparently fight back against her own frustrations.. Along with the name calling came the nibbling, the biting and ruthlessly vibing of her daughters clit…rarely allowing her to cum at a normal enjoyable rate. Everything her mother did was deliberate and torturous. “Again I said…you slut!” O’Reilly said. “Cock…say it!” “Cock…cock” Kristin said as her mind snapped back to the present. “Now…if I uncuff you…” the man began“…will you promise to not try and escape and do as I say?” Kristin strategically paused to appear as if she was thinking. Of course she was going to promise to not escape.. If she didn't she was going to cum at any moment, with her hands bound behind her back, which was the last thing she wanted to have happen. “Yes sir…I promise…” “Master… bitch!” the man said as he backhanded the girl knocking her flat to the couch. SLAP! “Call me MASTER!” “I meant Master…I’m sorry master! Forgive me!” The girl clumsily pulled herself up off the couch and sat up straight. “Good.” The man then stepped forward and as he bent over the girls left shoulder, to unlock the handcuffs ...
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