1. Kristin The Ambisious Freshman


    Date: 6/17/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: Wangzunkle, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    it.. “ Kristin suddenly ordered. “Ahhh…ahhh..ahhh…” the man gasped as he slammed himself deep into the girl's vagina. Never had he had a girl so in control of herself, so smart, so pretty, so demanding, so…fucking HOT! “Swear it O’Reilly!” the girl repeated. “I guarantee you becoming class…AHHHHRRG…” “Class what?” “Class President Miss Kushna! Class President…” “Now... slap my little ass as you fuck me my ‘Master’. My pussy is all yours…” ‘Master’. Damn that word had a hot ring to it O’Reilly thought. For the past decade and a half, he had been waiting for Kristin to begin her schooling in hopes that she would eventually be his. Although her mother had pleased him quite sufficiently, he had hopes of manipulating the daughter much better. Now his dreams were coming true. But in all honesty, he had never dreamed it would be this easy. Having recently feeling his age, the man now felt rejuvenated and manly again. He looked down at the girl and her bare waist grabbed it hard. “Oooh Master…oooh… Please have mercy on me… I'm only eighteen years old and a virgin…please…please don't hurt me…” “Virgin? You're nothing now but a slut…an eighteen year old whore!” the man grunted as he continued to bang the girls bottom. “Now your my sex slave!” By now the priest was slamming himself as deep as he possible could into the young wet cock hole. He knew this girl was something different, something special and he was not going to fuck it up. Her mother was similar in her ability to role ...
    play but this young Kushna was WAY different. As the two went at it, and although O’Reilly had nearly the perfect penis for fucking a girl, something was still missing. Kristin couldn't quite put her finger on it but the man was lacking that little extra “UMPH!”; something that made fucking a girl and a girl allowing it, more than just pure fucking. Spice. Yes…it was the spice that was missing. She decided to help the man a bit… “Master…is... it true that…” Slap! Slap! Slap! “…that men, as they…” Slap! Slap! Slap! “...fuck and rape their women, their whores, their mistresses…” Slap! Slap! Slap! “…their students…their slaves…” Slap! Slap! Slap! “…men like to tear their tops open to gain access to their breasts?” The slapping noise of O’Reilly’s hips hitting the girl's rear end increased in speed. “SLUT! CUNT!” the man grunted loudly as he continued to slam his penis deep into the girls tight warm and wet womb. So many times when Kristin's own father was taking liberties with her from behind, her favorite position by the way, he would tear her top open, pull up her shear laced bra, and fondle and squeeze her petite breasts with his bare bands, many times leaving bloody scratches. It was something she personally loved oh so much and wanted to oh so happen right now. Right on que, the girl could feel O’Reilly’s hands reach underneath her front upper torso and yank her school top open, exposing her bra covered tits. Nothing was torn as she had to wear the uniform top during school ...
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