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Subject: {ASSM} A BENEFIT TO TEACHING {Cons | Mf | Preg | Rape | Teen}
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A BENEFIT TO TEACHING {Cons | Mf | Preg | Rape | Teen}
AUTHOR: Angel {Present | 0Jedi.Archangel0@gmail.com}

AUTHOR'S.NOTE: "Standard, never do any of this at home.  If you are under 18 
please go somewhere else like hanna montana's website. er wait, she's a sex 
symbol now too. shoot...  Erm. ok ask your parents if you really should be 
reading this.  If not? Then they should already be telling you what to do. 
I was inspired by Subnatured {2002 | SubNatured@yahoo.com} three stories 
however my own deviant mind has altered the story significantly enough that 
I am crediting his work.  This means, it is a greater departure from the 
original work than my previous augmentations.  So much so, that I feel it 
stands on its own.  I really do hope everyone enjoys the show;  And, thank 
you for your time, and energy!"


           Hello, my name is Haniel Sparks.  Sometimes people ask me why I 
choose to become a high school teacher, of course there's the obvious 
attractions such as the shorter working hours, and long holidays, or even 
'satisfaction' of helping others.  'it sure as hell can't be the pay' 
Perhaps they just don't think to consider the downside of the job, the 
mountains of marking, dealing with spoilt teenagers who think they literally 
are the center of the universe.  Temperamental little brats who think it is 
'kewl' to bring knives to school;  or shoot up class mates because they're 
parents never taught them how to deal with stress.  Maybe, they are 
oblivious to the self-righteous parents who fail to take any responsibility 
for raising their kids.  So, they blame the teachers when their precious 
little baby goes off the rails, and expect the school system to pick up the 
slack, because their too lazy, they're too busy to keep their guns out of 
reach, and they're too this that or some other thing.

           Considering what teachers have to put up with just to live under 
the poverty line;  It's little wonder that there's usually a shortage of 
good teachers.  Though of course, the other side is right too, as usual, the 
school system is so corrupt that the teachers unions scream bloody murder, 
when someone thinks to have the audacity to expect teachers to actually do 
their job, and use the great proven method of success of greedy capitalistic 
pigs they call free market competition to increase the quality of our school 
system...  Of course, I just sit back and watch the fireworks, and enjoy the 
fruits of my labor. maybe too literally sometimes.

           Recently my parents died and left me with some huge amounts of 
inheritance, right before Obama nation came into power so the government 
choose to let me keep most of it with the suspension of the "death tax". 
How much my father and mother held me in high esteem was news to me because 
they kicked me out of the mansion when I was 18 after my graduation 
ceremony.  After twenty years in the Navy as a Submariner I had my own nice 
little nest egg.  I left the navy with three bachelors and a Ph.D.  So I 
wrote a few things as I moved across the country to Rhode Island to attend 
my parent's funeral.  One of my cousins suggested I become a teacher because 
it would give me a lot of free time to write.  So, that is what got me to 
where I am now.

           My cousin got me a job replacing a science teacher, who was 
moving across the nation to follow her husband who was in the military.  I 
tried to help her and a fellow sailor out to try to help them get on-base 
housing quickly.  Early on in my life my parents taught me all the benefits 
of charity, and despite the 'fishy' way my cousin got me the job I felt one 
good turn could use another.  The teenagers these days call it "pay if 
forward" or some such nonsense, I think.  I digress.  It was a catholic 
school that had a dress code {uniform}, for students consisting of a white 
shirt, school tie, grey trousers for the boys, and a gray knee length plaid 
skirt, white socks and black shoes.  There was also a matching blue/green 
sweater which was the school's colors, but it was optional, and few students 
wore one.

           Most of the students I taught were between sixteen, and 
seventeen, I spotted the trouble makers straight away, and within the first 
couple days had them under control with little more than a series of well 
placed detentions and encouraging remarks. some may find this interesting 
but saying the 'right' positive thing can totally send people into a tail 
spin.  However, it was easy as this was a Catholic school after all and they 
were just small time bullies.
As always, I made the effort to teach them well, taking the time to find a 
strategy that would help them all learn and understand the material.  Maybe 
ironically, I believe in doing what is right regardless of the consequences. 
The means justify the ends, so to speak.  Much to my surprise, most students 
actually respond favorably when a teacher actually does their job.  By the 
end of the first day I already decided on the girl that I would be 
experiencing.  Later, I might look back and think she saved me from a path 
of self destruction.  Yet, I try to leave things that are out of my control 
to the Divine;  And, just focus on what I want to happen.  And, yes, things 
I that are out of my control is almost everything outside of my own body.

           As one of the younger girls in my classes, Jennifer {or "Jenn" to 
her friends} was fifteen and would turn sixteen within the month of 
September that year.  Friendly, and well mannered, she got along with most 
of the other students in the class but quiet and positive, very unlike some 
of the more attention seeking girls.  Of course, she had her own group of 
friends she talked with from time to time.  She stood around one point six 
eight meters with slightly silky wavy brown hair that went to her shoulders. 
Ironically she was strikingly beautiful with pale skin and delicate 
aristocratic features set off by her hazel eyes and soft moist light pink 
lips, but she consistently made the choice to where very little makeup.
Magnificently stunningly beautiful, Jennifer had a fantastic body, and she 
quietly flaunted it in how she walked and her dress.  While there was a 
uniform policy in the school, it was open to some minor interpretation, the 
most common of which was to wear a skirt which is slightly shorter than the 
standard style of at the knees directly.  This may seem like something small 
but revealing three to four inches above the knee gives the uniform a whole 
new meaning as it reveals an admirable portion of a young woman's thighs. 
Jenifer choose to wear such a skirt, highlighting just how incredible her 
legs were, beautifully formed, trim and well toned it was obvious she was an 
athlete that practiced routinely through the week.  Neither skinny, nor 
bulky, she was beautifully shaped and had the perfect curves for her height 
and figure.  Her skirt showed her beautifully supple trim waist and bubble 
shaped ass.  A few times during the fall I was granted short glimpses of 
brilliance of her perfectly heart shaped firm ass within the uniform plaid 
skirt.

           Jennifer was like most of the other girls in how she wore her tie 
slightly slack, and with the top button of her shirt undone,  the shirt 
itself was made of a light material, there were no guidelines on what 
uniform shirts should be made of, just so long as they were white.  Jennifer 
made the choice to wear a shirt made of cashmere silk that a few of the 
other girls had as well.  It was clearly a status symbol of family wealth. 
Although it was so thin that you were able, to almost see her black bra 
encasing her maybe barely C-Cup breasts, and so the material came off as 
slightly off white as her skin augmented the color.  A few times during the 
fall I was able to see her beautiful form of her breasts and torso as the 
light shining through the windows caught her blouse just the right way.

           I had been watching Jennifer, since the first day of school, and 
admiring her beauty subtlety and discreetly.  Thankfully the time came to 
act soon in the month of November after the "Home Coming" dance.  It was a 
Friday and luckily I taught her final class of the day, thus giving me the 
opportunity to ger her to myself at the end of the class, but I still needed 
a reason to keep her back,  ironically I found my reasons in one of the 
pranks that was played on a fellow female teacher I had befriended.  I 
slipped out of the toilet where I inflated a condom like a balloon, then, I 
carried it back with me to the class hidden under some lab equipment I 
picked up from the storage cupboard on my way back.  As I walked past her 
seat I dropped the condom at the base of her bench.  Like a puppet answering 
the pull of strings from a puppeteer, the mischievous boys spotted it with 
little time elapsed.

           "Hey Jen! Bat it over here!"  He yelled, Jennifer looked puzzled, 
saw the inflated contraceptive and then without thinking picked it up. 
Seeing my opportunity I turned and yelled at her "Jennifer!, what the hell 
do you think you are doing!"  I yelled and she spun around turning on her 
heels with a fright.  "Put that in the bin and see me after class!"  she 
began to stutter something about it not being hers, but the words died 
without sound as I gave her a sharp piercing glance into her soul.  Watching 
her walk over to the bin to dispose of my little prop, I savored her shapely 
legs and pert butt as it shifted slightly as she unconsciously softly 
strutted from side to side in her heels.  My organ began engorging with 
blood filling it's veins as the sheer thought of what was soon to come 
brought a stir in my pants.  I had to sit down at my desk to hide the 
massive aching bulge in my pants, waiting for the final bell as the students 
finished their lab.
The class room erupted in the sound of scuffling of feet and backpacks as 
the Final Bell sounded with a sharp distinct ring.  The various 
conversations sprang up out of the silence of the class room as if they were 
continuing where they had left off when the class began.  I followed the 
last student out the door, leaving Jennifer in her sitting in her seat. 
Before I shut and locked the door, the student playfully taunted Jennifer 
about how much trouble she was in. he didn't know the half of it.

           As the student left, I shut the old sturdy solid oak door and 
locked it behind me.  Now, you might ask me why I would 'risk' my job over 
what I am about to do.  My answer is simple, 'What is stopping me?'  As you 
will see, all roads from this juxtaposition leads to me still doing whatever 
I want.  As a great man said once, the only thing to fear is fear itself. 
Anyhow, where was I?  Oh yes, the classroom itself was situation on the 
second floor of a building built like King Solomon's Temple.  Only recently 
did the school even need to start building an additional building.  So the 
room was extremely sturdy and well kept.  The windows overlooked the school 
soccer, rugby, and baseball field.  The private school was extremely old and 
highly esteemed.

           As I turned to walk back to my desk, I saw Jennifer looking at me 
with an inquisitive look on her face, "why did you lock the door?" she asked 
as I sat back at my desk, "I wanted to make sure we had no interruptions" I 
replied with authority in a stern tone, "I did not bring that thing into 
class sir, it was not mine"  she meekly tried to justify and excuse herself, 
"com here Jennifer, I want to discuss your position in my class" I replied, 
with the same deep stern voice resonating lightly off the polished hard wood 
floor and walls.  Getting up from her seat, she walked over to me with a 
defeated expression and stood in front of me submitting to my inquisition. 
I grabbed her attention from my feet with a snap of fingers and motioned for 
her to stand next to my seat, and turned myself to face her.

           Hands behind her back, feet locked together, and body erect 
Jennifer continued to stare at the floor with her should slumped in defeat, 
continuing to submit to my appraisal.  I appreciated her slim figure, 
running my eyes up her beautifully sculpted legs, her trim waist, and slim 
hips under her bountiful breasts which pressed forward from her shirt and up 
to her slender neck.  Her delicate face offset by the soft brown hair which 
flowed down to the tops of her shoulders.  She remained staring at the floor 
and then brought her face up to look at me, finally, "I am sorry sir, but I 
did not bring that thing to class. I just saw it and picked it up, and I do 
not even have any, and I have only ever seen them in sex ed" she said with 
her eyes pleading to me, her hazel eyes looking innocently at me. "So you 
don't have any and you have never used on before?"  "No, I never ever, and I 
wouldn't even know what to do with one if I saw one, sir."  She hastily 
added with her response, looking even more pleadingly as she silently begged 
to me.

           Looking at her hips and light cashmere silk material of her 
blouse covering her trim, and tone, stomach, "That is ok Jennifer. we will 
not be using them either"  Jennifer's chest rose slightly as she took a 
sharp breath in, her face going slightly pale, I raised myself from my seat 
brushed the hair from the side of her face. "what do you mean?"  she asked, 
her breathing still shallow and her soft delicate face with hazel eyes still 
locked onto mine, "I mean, we are going to have sex"  I said gently with the 
back of my fingers gently running across her high cheek bone, "I. I. I am 
sorry but no. I cannot. I. I. I am not."came her stuttering reply as she 
shuffled slightly away from me.  I put my hands on her shoulders, just 
enough to stop her from moving further away from me,  "I am going to make 
love to you Jennifer" I said tenderly and gently, "No. you cannot. 
 please!!!" she said finally raising her voice ever so slightly as her voice 
began to faultier and tremble, with her body.  "just do what I say and you 
will be fine, this does not have to be difficult" with a gentle and caring 
tone I explained to her.  Fear washed over her eyes and she began to 
struggle, trying to free herself of my grip.

           After twisting, I threw Jennifer back into the whiteboard behind 
my desk.  The impact stunned her and she stood paralyzed against the 
blackboard.  Her face stung turned, as I slapped her across the face "fail 
to make this difficult Jennifer!  submit!"  I yelled at her, and turned her 
face to look at me by her chin, "Do you understand!?!"  I barked curtly as 
she stared into my eyes with disbelief, and her face startled from the 
violence.  "Do you!?!" I barked again, lowering my hand from her face to her 
arm, as she gently nodded her head with a single tear running from her 
watery eyes across the red mark where I had slapped her.  The red mark was 
already fading though, as only wished to stress a point, and do everything 
but tarnish her beautiful soft angelic face.

           Moving my right hand down the side of Jennifer's curves I grabbed 
her ass and softly began to knead and massage her ass through her smooth 
silk grey plaid skirt.  The sound of her soft whimper ran a chill of 
pleasure down my spine as I kissed her neck and shoulders.  Licking the lobe 
of her ear, and darting my tongue in and out I then grabbed her breast 
through her blouse with my other hand and began kneading and mauling it as 
my thumb flicked across her areole and nipple.  I could feel the heat of 
pleasure begin to rise within her as she whimpered more from the unknown 
sensation boiling within her.  I pulled back slightly and began unbuttoning 
her blouse as she looked at me confused.  Her eyes were still watery and 
afraid of what was happening, and yet still confused at me and what I was 
doing, and what I was causing her to feel.  I grabbed her blouse and pulled 
it down to her elbows roughly causing her to whimper from the sudden 
movement.

           With a warm heated smile at my good fortune, I look into her eyes 
and unbutton her front clasping silk black bra and pulled it to her elbows 
with her blouse as I dove into sucking on her neck.  Her back arched and she 
moaned for the first time as both hands returned to now roughly kneading and 
mauling her ass and naked breast.  I had switched my hands though as my 
kisses trailed from her sweet moist watermelon flavored lips, ears, neck, 
shoulder, and then to her breasts.  She looked away and whimpered in the 
shame and humiliation of having her teacher suck and nibble on her breast as 
he knead and mauled her breast and ass with his hands.  Kneeling I sucked on 
her magnificently beautiful boobies and nipped her nipple.  Causing a small 
orgasm to wash over her body;  With, a new round of delightfully pleasant 
whimpers from the unwanted pleasure.  I could feel her become more 
submissive to my demands, I let go of my remaining restraint with treating 
her body roughly.  My goal was for her pleasure rather than my own, but I 
had no inhibitions based on fear of right or wrong, good or bad, society or 
family.  There was only action and the consequences of those actions.  There 
was only me and the sexual animal pleasure I felt, from driving sexual 
animal pleasure through this young woman's ripe fertile young teenaged body. 
I intentionally ignored her moving her hands to my shoulders and 
unconsciously caressing my head absentmindedly.

           With Jennifer's first orgasm of the evening I began trailing 
south with kisses along her irresistibly soft silky feminine skin.  First to 
her belly-button my tongue playfully nipped at her outie causing another 
delightfully yelp from her moans of pleasure as both hands were roughly 
kneading and mauling her bare ass.  My hands had gone down to start 
massaging her calf muscles thoroughly;  Then cupping the back of her knees 
as I nipped her belly button, and then under her skirt I began roughly 
kneading and mauling her thighs.  I had no doubt she might have bruises, and 
be sore, the next morning but right now she was mine;  And, she loved every 
minute of it.  As my hands slipped under her white cotton panties I dove my 
had under her skirt.

           Whimpering yet again from embarrassment of having her teacher's 
head literally under her skirt and about to do the unthinkably horrible 
thing she had only heard other girls whisper about.  "Ooohhh.. Noooo.. 
Pleeeaaassseee not there.  Oooh my!"  Oh, how she felt grateful now that he 
locked the door as his hands lifted her up onto the whiteboard and his mouth 
dove into eating her alive.  "Doctor Sparks!"  Her yelps continued to add to 
his delight.  His lips kissing her camel toe formed by her white panties 
sucked the ambrosia of her sweet honey from her.  Then, she felt his lips 
directly on her moist pussy lips as she experienced more pleasure than she 
ever dreamed of.  Driving my tongue into her moist cunt, I found her g-spot 
and ate her through another mind shattering orgasm as I drank my fill of her 
sweet virgin honey.  Her hands struggled to find a way to drive my head more 
tightly into her pussy against her silk pleated skirt.

           Hoisting her skirt up over her hips, I pulled her panties 
completely off now.  Kissing her venus mound I stroked and kissed my way 
back up to her mouth.  Her eyes flashed open as she realized she was tasting 
herself and she drove her tongue back into my mouth, playfully caressing and 
stroking my own tongue she apparently had decided to give herself to me full 
mind, body, and soul.  I knew it might happen at some point;  But, I was 
also prepared for her to hate me for the rest of my life. however long that 
ended up being, given who her parents were.  Remember I said consequences? 
Some things just are worth it.  Well, I knew that the night was still young, 
and two orgasms rarely makes anything major happen.  So, I continued to run 
my hands stroking and caressing her thighs, ass, and back as we kissed.  I 
marveled at how firm her ass cheeks and breasts were as I kneaded and mauled 
them.

           Unbuckling my pants I let them fall after unzipping the zipper 
and dropped my boxers.  I pulled away from her lips as I sloughed my shirt 
and tie over my head.  There was a long pause as I suddenly was irrationally 
insanely compelled to let her decide. "Wha-what are you doing?"  Silently 
she stared at me meekly as she began to comprehend what was happening.  She 
whimpered as her blouse and bra dropped behind her as she drove her lips, 
and body, back into mine.  "I. have. never. been. with. anyone."  between 
kisses I thought she might be having thoughts of doubt now, so I spun her 
around and slammed her face first, against the white-board softly.  I bent 
my knees as I aligned my massive cock to her cunt before I impaled her on my 
blood engorged organ and drove her up against the whiteboard like a vicious 
animal.  "Ooohhh myyy God!!!"  She squealed as I stuck her like a pig on my 
rod of authority.  "Jesus! You are sooo tight.  Thank you. for making love. 
with me."  I paused between her cunt's vice like milking contractions around 
my baby maker.  I held still so that her vagina could become more accustomed 
to being stretched obscenely around my massive cock.  Her earlier orgasms 
and juices the only reason I was able to bottom out in one thrust, as her 
cunt tried to skin my penis.

           Whimpering came again as Jennifer grunted with each thrust into 
her previously virgin cunt.  "uuuhhh. uuuhhh. uuuhhh."  I mauling her 
breasts I used them for leverage to drive my blood engorged cock deep into 
her incredibly tight cunt.  Her legs dangling and shuddering spastically as 
I driver her through another orgasm, "Aaaiiieee. aaaeee. aaaiii. iiieee. 
aaahhh. iiihhh.  eeehhh".  Leaning back her skirt was tickling the hair on 
my balls on each thrust and I knew I was about to come soon.  My thrusting 
sped up slightly as I savored the feel of her tight pussy griping my organ 
like a vice.  The sound of her voice, "uuuhhh. iiihhh. eeeiiihhh." chanting 
as I drove more air through her lungs.  The smell of sex permeated the room 
as I laid it too the once prim and proper young teenage school girl. 
Plowing through her once virgin cunt, I felt a new need "I am going to knock 
you up now, mon cheri"

           With a flash Jennifer's eyes screamed open as she whimpered anew, 
"But!... Please!... I can't. get. preg. nant...  My. father. will. kill. 
me!!!"  I growled and grunted in her ear as I continued to plow through her 
once virgin garden.  "Ssshhh. quiet..... That. is. your. fault. remember? . 
You. did. not. bring. any. condoms."  She pleaded, "but. please!!! I. want. 
to. go. to. college!!!  Noooooot.nooooo. aaaiiieeeiiieeeaaaiii!!!"  She 
squealed through yet another orgasm;  As, I drove my massive organ directly 
to the gates of her Garden of Eden and pumped my baby batter directly into 
her womb.  Unbeknownst to both of us, there actually were two ripe eggs 
there which my sailors did go forth to pillage, plunder, and conquer.

           I collapsed into the splendor of afterglow with her against my 
teacher's desk, and Jennifer still impaled on my cock the whole time.  My 
cock was still erect though the 'need' was gone now.  I could feel her still 
incredibly tight cunt milking my cock for all its seamen goodness.  "How did 
you know?"  She asked honestly inquisitively, as I rubbed her stomach 
gently, and stroked and caressed her breasts.  I was able to figure out what 
she meant by the nature of the question though I couldn't help but chuckle. 
"I didn't; guess it is just the will of the Divine."  She quietly sobbing 
and unable to move as her legs and feet still dangled to either side of mine 
unable to find a perch to unlock herself to me.  The whimpers came again at 
the frustration of being unable to silence her moans of pleasure to my 
touch.

           With a few minutes having passed from when I packed Jennifer full 
of baby making goodness...  The feeling of gravity pressing her back into me 
was absolute divine pleasure.  The feeling of her sweaty skin rubbing 
against mine, had me wanting to go again;  So, I struggled to lift her up 
off me.  There was a loud pop as my cock disengaged from her pussy, and she 
moaned from the loss.  I smiled and looked down at her as I cradled her now. 
"Be happy, there is more to come."  She stared at me lost in thought for a 
moment then, "but my father!  He will come looking for me if I don't call 
him."

           That insane compulsion returned as I laid Jennifer across the my 
teacher's desk.  I grabbed her cell phone from her purse and turned it on. 
Warily she asked, "But aren't supposed to use them on school grounds."  I 
laughed, "I am sure I can work something out with the Dean."  With a wink, 
she smiled brightly at me and realized what she said was silly.  The phone 
was already dialing, and after the usual introduction.

           "I am fine Daddy;  And, I am at a new friend's house and we are 
going to go see that new Gi-Joe movie."  Looking at Jennifer I had the 
distinct impression she was merely omitting certain facts, and asking me 
something at the same time.  In response, I merely kneeled down and started 
eating her pussy.  She, correctly, took that as an affirmative. after some 
more hanky-panky.  "Thaaank yooouuu daaaddyyy!!!"  She squealed in delight 
from my attention to her pussy, and no doubt, her father's answer.  I ran my 
tongue along her Labia and twirled her clit as I stroked my fingers in and 
out of her incredibly tight cunt.  The folds of her Vagina were milking my 
fingers as I stretched it out again as I found her centers of pleasure. 
"Aaaiiieee. aaaeee. aaaiii. iiieee. aaahhh. iiihhh.  eeehhh"  franticly she 
panted and struggled to breathe through the waves of pleasure emitting from 
her once virgin teenage pussy in its frantic signals to her brain.  Luckily 
she had ended the call with her father before she lost control of the noises 
she is making.

           "ooooooooooo. teacher. teacher. teacher. just like that. ooohhh 
fuck me!!!  Fuck yes."  I nipped her clit as I continued sawing in, and out, 
of Jennifer's cunt.  The delicious smell of her cum, intoxicating me, as I 
liked it up like a thirsty mutt.  The sound of lips smacking, whimpers, 
grunts, and groans filled the classroom.  I slowly stroked her labia with my 
tongue.  I could tell she was near the edge again, as I drove her along the 
edge.  "Oh please. let me cum. please let me cum!!!"  Her hands were in a 
death grip with my hair as I let her drive my face into her spasming cunt. 
My other hand weaved around her torso and playing with her breast.  Roughly 
I kneaded, and mauled, her breast while flicking her nipple with my thumb.

           Arching her hips up into my mouth, Jennifer finally was allowed 
to have another massive soul shattering orgasm.  I stood up and fitted 
myself into her before viciously spearing my blood engorged organ into her 
spasming vagina.  "eeeiiihhhh.. Yeeesss. ooohhh fuck yes!!! Give me your 
baby"  Now I had cum once already but hearing that just drove me immediately 
to the edge as I plowed into her incredibly tight cunt.  I grabbed her 
shoulder from behind and lifted her legs to help her encircle me as I pile 
drove farther into her. "God. you feel. so damn. gooooood.  take it."  Every 
eighth plunge I tickled her cervix as it spasmed from aftershocks.  Pressing 
her lips against mine, she initiated a deep soulful kiss, welcoming my 
dominating mouth as the reptile within me overtook my senses and I pounded 
her roughly against the hard solid red wood teacher's desk.

           Looking into my eyes clearly, Jennifer spoke, "give. give me. 
your baby batter. knock this. horney little. little princess. up. you. you 
big stud..... you dirty old man. plant. a bun. in. this oven." Exploding 
wave of pleasure engulfed me as I released into her, and did just that.  Her 
legs tightened around me and drove me into her farther to mash the mushroom 
head of my massive cock against her cervix.  My cock shook back and forth 
spraying her womb with baby making seed.  I collapsed against her bosom with 
both of us heaving our lungs for breath from exhaustion.  Her hands gently 
stroking my back as she lazily kissed me again.  Her legs rubbing against 
mine slowly with an absent mind, as she was still impaled on my massive 
cock.  We basked in the afterglow of our second matting.
We both began to slowly put ourselves together. "Mom, and him, have to leave 
for the weekend to Atlanta. So could we take this to your place?  I am sure 
your bed is more comfortable and I would really like to see that movie. If 
you want to see it too?"  Jennifer asked tentatively with uncertainty and 
meekness.  I moved up to start kissing her lips, "as you wish, mon cheri. 
but what if you are pregnant?"  She smiled mischievously as she donned her 
uniform, and I my own cloths. "I am sure I will convince you that I am the 
best wife you could ever dream of"  She said as started to help me dress and 
tie my tie for me.  I smiled and kissed her;  Something in the way she said 
it quelled any lingering doubts I may have had;  Which, is a little crazy if 
you think about it.  "You know what I want might differ from what your 
father wanted from your mother."  She smirked and hugged him with her head 
on his muscular chest.  "Whatever will make you happy will make me happy." 
Those words were more than enough to get that night rolling.

           With dinner and a movie, we retired to my estate that really was 
too big for just one person.  The next month, we were having dinner at my 
place with her parents.  Naturally they were a little upset, "You dirty old 
pervert!  How dare you even think of touching my daughter!"  The man was 
built like a linebacker but I trained myself in martial arts and knew from 
experience that I could handle myself in a fight.  Yet, I refused to even 
consider laying a hand against him because of. you got it, the consequences. 
So I let him push me out of the dinning room and into the kitchen.  "I love 
your daughter, sir. and while that may be deviant, I only want what she 
wants. I am lucky that happens to be that she wants me."  The irony of this 
conversation was foremost in my mind as I struggled to hide my amusement at 
the whole scenario.  I easily held it from the expression my face held 
though because what I said was the truth, even if how it all started was 
more about what I wanted.  When you know what you are doing is right and 
true? Things become easier to do.

           "Bullshit!!! I am going to ruin you and your career, little man. 
I am going to."I interrupted just to help him understand me more clearly, "I 
doubt that you can do anything of the sort."  Naturally the man was livid 
with fury, "WWWHHHAAATTT!?!"  His wife, and Jenn's mother rushed to restrain 
him and looked pleadingly at me, "I feel you may misunderstand me."  When 
his breathing started to calm somewhat, "maybe you can get me fired.  Maybe 
you can prevent me from ever teaching in any school. yet look around you, 
and please realize that I can provide for our family regardless of a teacher's 
salary"  Jenn was standing with me with her arms wrapped around me 
protectively.  Her father had calmed himself enough to see what she was 
doing and I saw the light of some understanding shine in his eyes.  After 
looking around a moment he obviously remembered the drive into this estate.

           "You are pregnant"  Jennifer's mother stated as she stared at her 
daughter, and Jennifer immediately went defensive, "Yes, and that has 
nothing to do with this"  She held up her diamond engagement ring, "We 
invited you here because I love you and I want you to be a part of Haniel, 
and my, family and life.  I would love to have my father give me away at my 
wedding but that is your choice.  I have already made my choice to forever 
be with Haniel as his wife."  She hugged me fiercely and with such raw 
passion in her face even her parents saw it despite their previous 
misconceptions.  However, suddenly her father's demeanor completely changed. 
He looked at me differently and I could see a new respect in his eyes.

           "Princess, I am grateful that you are marrying him for love.  I 
know you are more mature than any of your friends, yet that does matter to 
me.  That your fianc� is moving this quickly because you are pregnant 
changes everything. If you were not, would you wait longer?"  Jennifer 
opened her mouth to respond but felt silent and smirked a grudging 
acceptance. "Maybe, though the end result would be the same.  Even if we 
waited till I was thirty, I would still love him for the rest of my life; 
And, I know he loves and trusts me absolutely, abundantly, and implicitly

           Grabbing her father's hands Jennifer held the hands to her 
tightly.  "So, can we please have dinner and celebrate the Winter Solstice?" 
Of course, his answer was yes and we did.  I have marveled for the past 
month how mature my fianc�e is.  She literally is somehow immune to the 
typical biological conditions that causes a teenager to behave like a 
teenager.  This was the only reason I relented to the compulsion in me to 
ask her hand in marriage.  As her father said, otherwise I probably would 
wait. a few years and just be what she needed me to be without the ceremony 
and commitment on her part.  I already knew my commitment was chosen a month 
ago.

           While we ate the dinner the two of us had prepared, and she is a 
fantastic cook.  "I wish to assure you that I will make sure Jenn goes to 
whatever college she wishes and that I will be there as a father. and as a 
husband."  Then more irony abounded as her father smiled ruefully at me, "I 
know son, like I said, I think I understand better than you might think. 
What you have known of for a month we have watched grow for sixteen years 
and my princess's unspoken threat that we were choosing on merely whether to 
be a part of your life together struck rather close to home. like I think 
she knew it would."  He glared at her daughter sitting next to me and she 
shrunk into me for protection slightly;  Which, caused everyone to giggle 
and chuckle.  I kissed her like a husband kisses a wife.  "My wife and I 
might literally do anything so that we can be a part of our daughter's life 
for more than the immediate future."  I heard her father speak as Jennifer 
and I gazed lovingly into each other's eyes.  I wondered to what Goddess or 
God I owed my life to for this strange twist of fate.  And, for teaching my 
love how to make fantastic Wassail.



THE END?
Of course not, but might be a bit before I work on 'continuing' this.  Have 
other things to write and get ahead on.  As always, I hope you enjoyed the 
show!  Thank you for your time, and energy! 

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