"I don't want to risk your job for the sake of my happiness."

The thoughts floated the mind of young 16 year old Grace WoodLock as she sighed and twirled a lock of golden hair around her index finger. She was absentmindly paying attention to the droning voice of the lecturing English teacher ahead of her, while her thoughts preoccupied her mind.

"It hurts to sit here, wanting you but knowing I can't have you. It hurts to be moved down from your AP English class to a lower leveled class just to make sure I won't ever tempt you or harm you."

Grace's emerald green eyes sparkled dimly of misery and hopelessness. She stopped twirling her hair, opened her right hand, and rested her head against her tired palm.

She stopped her train of thought and listened to what her new English teacher has to say, though she knew she was probably speaking of things grace have learned last year. Her new teacher is a very pretty young lady and seemed to be seducing Grace with her every move. She was wearing a small pink blouse that seemed to tug her breasts tightly together and a small pink mini skirt. Her straight black hair flowed from her head to her back, making her look like one of the porn stars.

"Remember, Sonnets always follow the Iambic pentameter of stressed and unstressed syllables. Don't forget to include those in your project!" The young newly graduated teacher of age 20 stated as she stressed the syllables in her sentences, trying to get the class' attention. Her breasts bounced slightly through her pink blouse, exposing a slight view of her cleavage. Grace happened to rest her eyes there enough to get herself slightly turned on, but it only remained her of how much she wanted Mr. Parker.

Compared to her teacher's beauty, Grace was a disgrace. Her small hand sized breast were little hills on her chest, her short and curly golden brown hair bounced on her head making it seem unkeept. She was 5'0 feet tall, but her shortness made her look fatter with her fat ass and belly though she was overweight.

Graced sighed again as she looked back up to the chalkboard ahead of them, some happiness left as she exhaled and some misery came in as she inhaled. Stuff already learned all over again. She knew half of the students in her class were not paying attention or didn't care.

Luckily, Fate must have wanted to save her from another moment of misery, because than the bell rang proclaiming her class is over.

"Don't forget what I said!" The teacher screeched again. The excited students ignore her and ran out the classroom. "Ehh Whatever.. Teenagers.."

Grace looked at her teacher and shook her head in disapproval while forcing herself not to peak a glance at her big breasts. She lost control, looked down her body to her skinny shaved legs- which just made her want Mr. Parker more- than quickly stood up and walked out of the door.

Grace loved this moment after English, for one split second she had the opportunity to walk by pass the AP English class and graze though the transparent door windows. Most days she catches the light chocolate brown eyes of the middle age teacher and holds his graze for a split second, which seemly lasts forever.

Although it's a small daily event, it brightens grace's day, though she knew that it may eventually lead to trouble...

Grace walked by the doors and gaze into the AP English class windows.

At the exact same moment, Mr. Daniel Parker glanced out of the window at the expecting Grace. He lost himself in her seducing eyes.

A split second passed, but Grace was completely memorized. Usually she would turn away and resume her walk down the hall, but today her feelings took over.

Especially after the earlier events, her sexual hunger was tumbling inside her. She imagined his beautiful eyes on her body ad it turned her on more. Finally after 3 seconds passed from intense gazing her mind came back to her.

"I don't want to risk your job for my happiness"

With that in mind, Grace pulled away from his graze and walked away.

Graced was only five foot away when she heard the door swing open.

"Hold it!" A low toned voice called from behind her. Grace made a 180 degree turn and glanced back at the caller.

Mr. Parker- a middle age man with light chocolate brown eyes, young face, short messy brown hair, slightly muscular body and who was wearing a black suit with long black pants- was outside his room, with his back leaning against the door.

"Could I speak to you for a moment, grace?" He gestured into his room. "In my class.." His last words sounded strange from his normal voice, but he cleared his throat and slipped his hands into his front pockets.

His voice shoved shivers down Grace's spine and seemly rested between Grace's leg before sliding away. Is she in trouble? Perhaps he found out her little crush on him and is filing a restraining order! Grace shook of the negative thoughts followed orders as she hurried into his class.

Mr, Parker closed the door behind her and inaudibly clicked the door lock. He pushed down the blinds to cover the door window, which was the only window in the class.

Meanwhile, Grace flopped herself down directly on a seat facing the teacher's desk. Grace's hearted skipped many beats, with the knowledge that only Mr. Parker and her were in the room. It was like a fantasy come true, where she wishes to be in his presences again..

Mr. Parker walked to his teacher's desk and sat down, looking at Grace's emerald eyes.

A brief silence. This was too much for the poor young Grace. She needed Mr. Parker, she needed a fix. But she can't hurt him, she can't. Her hands flew down into her jeans, unzipped it leaving a tiny hole. Widening her legs as secretly as she could, She stuck a finger over her soft panties and into her fragile pussy, moving her fingers around the entrance. It felt so good to play with herself in front of Mr. Parker, but she knew that he can't see her and would get in trouble if he saw. Grace let out a soft inaudible moan and finally Grace spoke."A-a- am I in trouble?" She stammered her words, trying to hide her excitement.

Mr. Parker shook his head. "No." He paused briefly before continuing. He looked down at his desk and tapped his hand on the table and made a little rhythm.

"Your English teacher has told me you were way ahead the other students in the class." His eyes flew down to her crotch as he unconsciously watched her play with herself. Grace must really been out of her mind to think he couldn't see her, with the desk legs so thin. He saw her pink pussy lips expose themselves and watched as she played with the round hard clit. He continued with his talking.

"I knew you were in my AP class for two months before you decided to leave..." Mr. Parker forced himself to look away, looked up her body; unconsciously graze at her small hand sized breast for a few seconds than meet her eyes. "My question is, why? And if it's something to do with me, perhaps we could make adjustments in the class."

"Perhaps you noticed my interest in you. I try not to be a pedo pervert, but it's hard around a wonderful person like you. If the problem is me, just say so and I will find another teacher to replace me and I'll go away."

Grace shook her head. "Nothing to do with you Mr." She fought the urge to let her tears flow on how much he cares about her. Of course he cares about all students but his kindness was enough to soften her heart. "It's just that.." Her graze fell to his feet, for the desk only had legs on the left and right side leaving an open hole. Her eyes somehow slide up to his pants. Suddenly realize that he could see her pussy play, she stopped, closed her zipper and she shook her head and looked back into his eyes.. "I guess I have to be completely honest..."

"Mmm Hmm" Mr. Parker nodded "Go ahead." Was he urging more of the show or was he asking her to continue what she was saying?

Graced sighed, and closed her eyes before admitting her true secret.

"I have a huge crush on you. I was worried that I will someday hurt and harm you so I decided to escape the class." Grace fought the urge to let her tears flow out. "I don't ever want to hurt you. That's why I can't be in your class." Grace opened her eyes and her tears sneaked out. "I'm sorry. I must be hurting you know by letting you know.. I don't want to tempt you into anything."

He blinked and nodded as his answer.

"What should I do? Reject her? It probably is the best thing for her. For her happiness. She's a young teenager; I can't take advantage of her."

"Look Grace." Mr. Parker stared into her sad eyes. This would be tough as he loves her too, but it's the best. For the both of them. His cock inside his pants felt the need to pop out, but he ignored his sexual appetite. "I am or was your teacher and that's all I ever will be. Anything more is inappropriate. I know it must be hard to like someone you can't have.. But it's just a childish stage that all teenagers go through where they get infatuated with their teachers." His cock tried to rise to an erection as it begged for more of the show so he quickly and discreetly slide both his hands down into his pants and underwear and rubbed it down, forgetting the hole between Grace and Him.

From the corner of Grace's eyes, she glanced as Mr. Parker played with himself though she wished she could see through clothing. From what she saw, it seemed as Mr. Parker was running his hand up and down the shaft to calm himself down. Her autonomal structure reacted to the current situation by lubricating her pussy- thus making it wetter. She felt her nipples harden, but she knew she must stop herself before she hurts her lover.

"But I also know that you do need a better English class, so I'll talk with your current English teacher to offer you some assignments from our class for you to do there."

Grace nodded. All she wanted was Mr. Parker to be happy. "Yes. Thanks so much for the time." She rubbed her wet hands on her pants than lift it up to her eyes and rubbed the last tear drops off.

"I must go before I hurt you my love."

Grace rose from the desk and faced the door before looking back at Mr. Parker's eyes. She opened her mouth to say something, but she had no words to say. Perhaps she wanted to say a goodbye, this is still unknown. Her eyes traveled down back to his cock, where he was still playing behind his pants.

Mr. Parker froze in his place. Could she see him? He did not want to traumatize her by the site of his masturbating. Still forgetting the hole, He immediately brought his hands on top of the desk, which his penis imminently responded by poking his pants harder for more simulation. He cleared his throat and gestured for her to be dismissed.

"Glad to help," he smiled professionally.

Grace watched the bugle in his pants grow bigger and felt herself get more in the mood. She knew she better leave before she loses control so she looked at his eyes for the last time, pleading for him, before turning back to the door. She walked toward the exit and was about to turn the handle...

"Wait!" Mr. Parker stood up again and held up a hand singling her to stop. He knew he should let her go before he'll hurt her, but his emotions have taken over.

Grace faced her dear teacher again, having a feeling that her efforts of protecting him could be a fail.

He rushed over to her and stopped himself a foot away. "What is it that you want?" He spoke in a sweeter tone of voice, unable to control himself.

Grace's eyes glimmered and she shook her head.

"Honestly? I want you. It's all I ever want. But I can't have you. "

Mr. Parker turned his head to one side. "Why can't you have me?" His cock cried to be let out, to enjoy the sexual pleasure of diving into teenager delicate pussy.

"Do I really need to say this!?" Grace complained as she shrugged her arms angrily.

He nodded in response.

Graced closed her eyes, count to three, and opened them again. "Because; one: you don't like me back. Two: it'll really hurt your job and I want you to be happy."

Mr. Parker inched closer to Grace by an inch.

"I want you to be happy and I am willing to sacrifice my job for you."

Those sweet words of love sent another set of shivers down grace. But instead of her spine, it reached to her lips, her breast and her pussy than left. Before Grace could think or breathe, Mr. Parker closed the space between them and devoured her mouth into his own. His lips pressed hard against hers. She kissed back as a first reaction but when grace's senses came back she pulled away.

Mr. Parker moaned from the sudden retraction.

"More." He groaned as he grabbed her hair and pulled her head toward his lip.

Grace obeyed her master's orders and even allowed him to slide his tongue on her lips. She opened her mouth slowly and allowed access into her mouth.

Mr. Parker hungrily licked around Grace's mouth, too horny to care about his job anymore. Plus he was doing what Grace wanted.

Grace felt the warm hot tongue lolled around her mouth, exploring her teeth and gums. Grace did the same thing back to the best of her ability, but she never French kissed before.

Electricity surged through the both of them as their tongue danced the circle of love. Mr. Parker pressed his body against Grace's small figure; his dick pushed the fabric of his pants so it could be let freely, but with no avail.

Grace felt the bulge in his pants from where her pussy is and rubbed harder against it. She moaned as she felt pleasure beyond her wildest dreams.

Mr. Parker slide his mouth from Grace's lips down to her neck. He nibbled softly on the rough neck skin, moaning as he did so. Grace moaned back in encouragement. All that while both hands went behind her back as he pulled her closer to him.

Grace responded by wrapping her legs around his waist, pressing her crouch to his cock.

Mr Parker lifted his lips from her neck and groaned. He backed them away from the door toward the teacher's desk and he leaned on it for support.

Grace grinded herself against him as they humped through their clothes. She felt the hard penis poking desperately to her beautiful covered pussy. Grace felt her wetness leaked out to her school jeans, but it didn't matter to her as she felt herself almost coming to an orgasm, having a sensitive pussy.

Just then, Mr. Parker stopped his movements completely. Grace followed suit, hopped off his waist and stared at him confusedly.

Mr. Parker panted from the heat between them.

"Y-you enjoyed that sweetie?" He asked sweetly as his hand flew to her hair and he messed up his fingers in her messy hair.

"Yes. I want more but I don't want to hurt you further.."

"No baby." Mr. Parker continued with his creepy voice. "This is your moment."

"My moment." Grace thought.. She glanced at the bulging cock and heard it's cry about being released. Listening to the call, Grace went on to her knees as her hands flew to the zipper. She nudged the zipper down, pulled his pants down, and glanced at the hard cock through the transparent superman underwear. Another time, another place, she would probably ask why a grown man would be wearing superman underwear to work, but today she had a mission to bring joy to her teacher.

Grace wasted no time and stretched the underwear over then under the huge cock, than slide it down. His Manhood popped out after being suppressed so long. Mr. Parker felt so good just having it release that he could cum already, but that'll come soon.

Grace never performed a blow job on anyone before, so she was a little uncertain. But thanks to porn, she remembered what they would do so she slide her hand up and down the base of the shaft, while her other hand played with his balls, taking care not to be too rough.

Mr. Parker sighed happily.

Grace licked her lips a bit for lubrication, opened up her jaw as wide as she can. She covered her teeth with her lips, closing on to them as she remembered how she did when playing her clarinet.

Mr. Parker twirled his hand in her hair and thrust himself forward involuntary as his penis begged for the warm and gentle mouth.

Grace slowly but surely wrapped her lips around the hard dick and slowly took in as much as she can. To her surprise, she could fit his while 7 inch cock without gagging or chocking. The back of her tongue pressed softly on the head of the penis, imitating deep throat. Grace looked up into her teacher's eyes and let of a soft moan of happiness. She moved her tongue in a circle around the penis, feeling the smooth texture of his skin, while Grace slid her lips up and down the shaft.

Mr. Parker groaned "You really don't have to give me pleasure. It's YOUR moment." His hands continued to play with her hair. His other hand slide under her school shirt, underneath her bra, and messaged her breast.

"I give my moment to you. I want you to enjoy yourself. Seeing you happy gives me enjoyment."

Grace moved her head up and down in a nod as she hit the penis around her mouth. One hand flew to his balls and she softly tugged on them and rubbed them, trying to give her teacher the best Blow Job she can. Her other hand went behind his ass and she rubbed the entrance of his return before sticking a finger in it. Grace was not all enthusiastic for Anal Sex, but she wanted to give him the best she can and was willing to do it for him.

Mr. Parker thrust himself against her mouth and brought his other hand under her school shirt and under her bra too. He tried to cup it the best he could with the layer of clothing. He groaned with ecstasy and began to thrust harder as he felt himself near orgasm.

Grace quicken her pace, finger fucking his rectum that best she could.

Mr. Parker's chocolate brown eyes glanced into her emerald green. So close to orgasm He quickly pulled out and gestured her to stop.

Grace was quickly up to her feet and looked at him confused.

"You don't want anymore?" She asked. She was willing to stop now, she had the best fun she ever had. It was way better than her imagination.

Mr. Parker panted hard as he tried to catch his breathe and mind from what happened so far. She walked in, they talked about class and; before he knew it he was statutory raping a little innocent girl!

"I can leave now if you want." Grace stated as Mr. Parker's eyes did not meet her own. "Thank you for the fun moment. Giving me my happiness for five minutes is the sweetest thing anyone could give me.."

Mr. Parker closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

"Totally worth jail time, but isn't she a little too young to even know what sex is?"

Graced watched him and shared the same thoughts he had.

"In some places, the age of consent is 16. We live in an odd society that states that only 18 years olds are allowed to experience the joy of sex with an adult. But if you ever so desire, just say the word and I will go..."

He turned to look meet her eyes, Her chocolate brown eyes sparkled of delight and danced around in happiness.

"I can hear your thoughts?.."

Grace edged closer to him, her face an inch away from him.

"I can too."

Mr. Parker shed a single tear of happiness and it rolled down his check. He didn't bother to wipe it off and it fell to the stony tiled floor.

"I want you to orgasm and have your enjoyment until I have my orgasm." He spoke his request out loud still in his creepy voice.

Grace nodded. "As you wish, master."

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I might write more if I get enough requests, but I think this is the sweetest place to end this and leave you guys hanging ;)