The Ambitious Freshman…
Setting: A small private college located somewhere in the State of Vermont.

Kristin, an extremely intelligent, eighteen year old petite blond freshman who finds herself unexpectedly following in the footsteps of both her horn-dog parents from years before.
But to do it, using her past experience and knowledge, she has to cut a deal with the most powerful person oh the school…

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. Although she was now a legal adult, she found it difficult to the break the “daddy” name habit.

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 Trisha and Scott’s. 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. Trisha 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 Trisha 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” Trisha 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 absolutely DO love the school and I have already met several friends…mostly boys so I’ll deal with it all. And honestly, I’m proud that both of you went here and I’m following that tradition.”

“Well I’m glad that’s settled. But remember what we taught you Kristin” her mother warned. “Men can be selfish asshole pricks…when it comes to us females.”

“Hey…WE men can’t help it if you girls are gorgeous and hot looking and are made to be taken and raped. We were genetically designed to respond that way first then check out your inner smarts and feelings second.” Scott leaned over and gave his wife a tender kiss on the cheek.

“Well, I do have to admit that it was hot…you looking at me in class the way you were back then. Up until that moment not many boys were interested in me…at least not for my looks. And I must admit, I too was smitten by your own looks…especially your gorgeous eyes.” Kristin could see her mothers hand slide up her father’s thigh.

“And if you’re a good boy, and take me out for dinner and a movie tonight, you just might get a nice blow job before we go to sleep…”

“Mother! Honestly! Do you have to discuss it here…right now?”Kristin gasped. “Now I can see how you two got in so much trouble.”

“And what trouble it was” Scott boasted with pride. “Your mother and I were virgins when we first met…”

“Yes daddy…I know” Kristin interrupted. “You both met at an ice-cream social and from there it was sexual history…”

“No, it was earth fucking shattering sexual history” the man joked. “Your mother, was quite a looker, although SHE doesn’t think so. And despite having a tiny cock hole…oops, I mean vagina, she was quite a wild fuck.”

As he talked Scott could see both his wife’s and daughters nipples poking through their respective tops…each about the size of a hard medium sized grape. He still had the touch to turn women on he delightfully thought to himself. Although it had been several months since they had a family threesome he made a mental note to plan another on their next visit…which most likely, by the way his penis had grown, would be next week at the latest.

“Now about Father O’Reilly Kristin” Trisha nervously began. “is he divulging any other information, about your father and I?”

“No…just mostly about you and daddy being caught feeling each other up and whatever. Nothing real threatening or incriminating.”

“Well, I’m glad to here it.”
“And yes, we WERE caught a few, well, several times doing a bit of the ol’ feely mealy as he says.” She turned to her husband and smiled seductively..

“But after those episodes we learned and squashed the old man into keeping his big mouth shut” Scott continued. “He’s actually not a bad guy once you do him. At least that’s what your mother said.”

“Ewwww daddy!”

“Well…” the woman said nonchalantly.

“Well WHAT? Mom?”

“There are somethings you have to do if you want to be free or have control as a woman Kristin.”

“I’m not giving Father O’Reilly head!”

“Then that’s up to you…” Scott added. “And we would understand if you didn’t make that move.”

“If it makes any difference Kristin, he doesn’t mind if you don’t swallow. Plus, his dick is small…six to seven inches if I remember.”

“Ahh jeez mom!”

“That was a good one babe!” Scott laughed as he watched his daughter nearly gag in disgust.

“Hello Kushnas” a well built man in his mid to late forties, dressed all in black, suddenly said..

“Why…is that you Trisha?”

“Hello Father O’Reilly” Kristin’s mom said as she flicked her fingers in a semi wave. “And yes it’s me….”

“I see your daughter is attending the University too” the man continued as he drew closer to the threesome.

“Are there any more younger Kristins coming up from the ranks that we can expect to see in the near future?

“No father, Kristin’s it for us.”

“Well that IS too bad now isn’t it? Then it’s up to you young lady to follow in the footsteps of your parents. Perhaps you will meet a fine young man here.”

“Our thoughts exactly Father” Kristin’s father said as he gave her a big shoulder hug.” Kristin remained silent.

“Well…I must be off” O’Reilly said. “We have a couple of new students coming in and we have to make them as comfortable as possible.” The man paused and looked at Kristin for a moment.

“Would you be interested in showing them around Kristin? You seem outgoing like your mother.”

“Here’s your chance baby” her father urged.

“Can I think about it Father?” Kristin asked.

“Why sure…but they’re arriving in a couple of days so there isn’t much time.” With that the man briskly walked off to the school’s administration building.

“Very good Kristin.”

“Well…we’ll see mom…”

“We never did tell you everything about our respective pasts here but your mom was also valedictorian and Student Body President here in both her junior and senior years” Scott boasted proudly.

“How can you be President as a junior mom?”

Her mother fell silent.

“Go ahead baby…it’s okay” Scott said.

“There were things that were…well…necessary…”

“Things?” Kristin asked.

“Favors…” Trisha replied.
“Favors that get people places faster and easier than normal.

Kristin then turned, starred at the building Father O’Reilly had just entered then turned back to her parents. She gave them a shrewd approving smile.

“I get it now.”

“As a woman, you’re going to learn that you have certain powers Kristin. Now, whether you chose to use them wisely, or even at all, is up to you.”

“You mean sexual favors…right?”

“To put it bluntly, yes Kristin” her mother said.

“I…see.”

“And you gave Father O’Reilly a few of these favors to advance yourself.”

“Yes.”

“Well…it just wasn’t your mother ONLY that benefited Kristin.”

“And what favors did YOU give…daddy?”

As the couple looked at each other, it was apparent that their training of their daughter, ever since the very first day she was born, was paying off; the family baths, the sleeping and cuddling in bed together, the kissing of each other on the lips goodnight, the tickling under clothes whenever possible, the caressing of each other all over their bodies while naked under the bed sheets… all paying off.

Where another child of nearly eighteen would have been shocked, Kristin on the other hand was more interested in how this new information applied to her and how she could gain from it.

“Besides me giving a few favors to Father O’Reilly, your father was one handsome stud himself. Back then that type of man was known as a ‘BMOC’…”

“Big Man On Campus?” Kristin laughed. “Dad?”

“You may laugh now but back then I was pretty hot.”

“You still are baby.”

“Thanks gorgeous.”

The woman then glanced left and right and resumed secretly stroking the hard bulge that was on the inside of her lovers pants, almost as if it were her very own pet or something.

And while her hands were busy with her husbands sex tool her eyes were transfixed on her daughters own eyes.

This, not being the first time Kristin had witnessed or even participated in such a thing, as her fathers breathing grew heavier, the girl could feel her own vagina beginning to moisten and tingle. It had been a while since she had been alone with her father and his magnificent “cock” as he sometimes liked to call it when he got a little bit rough with her. Strangely enough though, it was the rough that she preferred ever since he took her virginity away. She could also imagine just how handsome he must have been “back in the day” as at his present age of thirty-seven he was still hot, at least to her he was.

“And being on both the swim and water polo teams, with his cock bulging inside those tiny lycra suits” her mother continued, “well…you could just imagine how that turned on the other school girls…the female administration included.”

“So YOU had Father O’Reilly on YOUR side and the girls where on dads…”

“Yep” Scott said proudly.

“Mom had the inside vote and I had her back with the girls…all of whom happen to be two thirds of the total population and vote when it came to picking student body officers.”

“Interesting…”

“You have to also understand that your mother and I trusted each other impeccably, with no jealousy at all, so what appears to be acts of infidelity were actually part of a deliberate plan.”

“Well…I wouldn’t say I was free of ALL jealousy” Trisha admitted.

“And with such a good tongue as your father had and still has, and a little bit of womanly instruction on how to please women, from me, they would do anything for him…uh… ‘us’.”

“You didn’t mind daddy doing all those girls?”

“Well…there was one girl…” Scott began.

“Yes, a hot little cunt called Jennifer Wells.”

“A cunt now.” Kristin repeated. “Really mom…”

“Yes…A FUCKING WHORE CUNT!” the girl’s mother hissed back.

“Let’s just say I was in ‘the no pussy for two months’ doghouse.”

“She was that good of a lay dad?”

“I have the right to remain silent…”

“Yes, she was a good lay Kristin” her mother confessed. “She was EVERY boys wet dream…”

Kristin tried not to laugh. She had never seen her mother so…jealous.

“Mom…I’ve watched daddy baby fuck you for years and he’s always walked away with a smile…ALWAYS.