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The Academy
By Annie Teall

Chapter 4

The Proposal


Mark was leaving his office for the day when he happened upon the
Headmaster. "John, do you have a minute?" "Sure, Mark. What's
up?" "Well, I have some questions about the Chapel, and the
school, and also about me and my daughter's living arrangement."
John's eyes hardened for a moment, "Is there a problem?" "Oh no,
not at all. I just need some info, that's all." "Could these
questions be asked over an adult beverage?" asked John.  Mark
smiled, "Why yes, they could." "Ok, then," said John, "Why don't
you come over to my house tonight at 7." "Thanks, I'll see you
then." Mark had a thought, "Oh by the way, do you like Scotch?"
"Yes, indeed I do." 


"Mollie, I'm going over the Headmaster's house this evening to
discuss some matters that are very important. I'll be gone about
an hour or so. Call my cell if you need me. I want you to do your
homework, and then you can watch TV or play on the computer.
Ok?"
She followed her father up to their bedroom and watched as he
searched thru the closet. "I know I put them here. Ahh, here they
are." He had purchased a few bottles of Aberfeldy 21 while they
were on vacation in Scotland last year. "Come here, Daddy." He
looked at his daughter and went to her. "What is it, baby?" he
knelt down so they were face to face. "When are you going to fuck
me, Daddy?" The girl was pouting.


	"I know that I promised to give you an answer last Tuesday, and
you know that I have a plan. Let me put this plan into action,
and I promise you that will be the happiest little girl in the
world. My meeting tonight is part of this." He picked her up and
held her in his arms, "I love you so, baby. Just be patient and
everything will be alright." She made a face and then smiled, "I
love you too, Daddy. I'll try to be more patient. When you get
home, I want to cum at least 4 times before we go to sleep." They
both laughed and rolled around on the bed.


	Mark could smell it in the air, it was about to rain. "I should
have brought an umbrella. It's a good thing that it's a short
walk." Mark had the bottle of Aberfeldy. It was a 21 year old
Highland Single Malt Scotch Whisky. "What better way to grease
the wheels," he said to himself. He was greeted by John's wife
Cassie, "Hi Mark. He's in his study. Follow me." 


Upon entering the room, the first thing that drew Marks attention
was a very large window that afforded a nice view of the woods
that surrounded the Academy. The two men sat at a small round
table in the corner of the room opposite John's desk. 
 

	"That's mighty nice of you. Thanks for this," said John as he
poured a glass for each of them. I've never had this brand
before, but I hear that it's really good." "You're quite
welcome," said Mark, "I got it last year while in Scotland. Can I
have a water back?"


All but one of the walls were lined with shelves that stood about
7 feet high. The shelves were completely stocked with books.
"Nice library you have." John smiled, "I haven't read them all,
yet. Now what did you want to ask me?"  Mark began, "Well, I
can't have helped but notice the relaxed attitude towards sex
that the children and teachers have here. I have to say that it's
quite refreshing, and that I'd like to teach and live here for a
long time." John nodded his head, "You said something about the
Chapel, and living arrangements." "Yes I did. I'm sure you must
have realized that my daughter and I have a special
relationship." John laughed, "Mark, I had heard about Mollie from
a good friend's granddaughter, and when I saw you two together,
coupled with her long visits to your office, I knew." Mark downed
the rest of his drink, "Do you mind if I top this off? 


"I kind of figured that you knew. We're not very discreet." The
Headmaster spoke, "Mark, I met my wife here at the Academy. She
was just 10, and one of my students. She became pregnant with our
son Fran when she was 13. Long story short, she's now my wife. We
are a very open family. All this talk is making me horny. Hold
on. Cassie! Would you and Fran come up here please?"


A few minutes later both walked into the room. John indicated for
Mark to stand. "Service us, please. Mark, which would you like?"
Mark looked at the cotton topped 6 year old, "I'd like the boy."
Cassie went to her husband, and Frannie went to Mark. Both stood
before the men and proceeded to unbuckle their pants. With his
trousers around his legs, Mark sat back down and let the boy suck
on his cock. Cassie did the same for her husband. "It's good to
be the Headmaster," said John as they both toasted.


Mark could hear the rain as it pattered against the windowsill
while he watched the boy's head bob up and down.  "Anyhow, about
the church.  Mollie has wanted me to take her virginity for quite
some time now, but I thought she was too young. After taking
council, I've decided that the time is right. The only thing
is..." He groaned as the boy nursed on the head of his cock.
"John, your Frannie is a really good cocksucker." "Thanks Mark,"
said the proud father, "Now, you were saying?"


"Yes. I'd like to marry my daughter in the Chapel." Cassie
groaned out loud. She had been playing with herself while she
sucked, "Oh yes, that's a great idea," she had taken her husbands
thick stalk out of the mouth and was jerking on it while she
talked. "John and I got married in the Chapel. Reverend Lovejoy
was very understanding of our situation. Mark, I need to get back
to sucking. John can fill you in."


"So, if I understand. You want to marry Mollie before you take
her virginity. God damn, that's perfect. Oh baby, I'm cumming!!
Eat it, my little girl. You'll always be my little girl." Mark
was close, and hearing the Headmaster talking that way, combined
with the fact that he would be marrying his 6 year old daughter,
caused him to shoot. The boy was caught by surprise. Mark's cum
cannon shot loads into young Frannie's mouth, coating his
tonsils. The youngster loved the taste of cum. His Daddy fed him
almost daily. He gobbled it up.


Mark and John buckled their pants as they watched Mother and son
share cum kisses. "That's a beautiful thing, John," admired
Mark.
"Yes it is. Yes it is.  Mark, I'll introduce you to Reverend
Lovejoy tomorrow so he can give you his blessing." Mark gave John
a quizzical look, "What do you mean, give me his blessing?" John
laughed, "Oh, he'll marry you and your little girl, but he's
going get his pound of flesh. Specifically, the goat is going to
want to fuck you in the ass. That's not something you have a
problem with, is it?" Mark shrugged his shoulders, "Is that all?
I kinda like taking it up the butt every once in a while." Cassie
interrupted as she and Fran were leaving, "I'll get together with
Mollie to discuss the wedding planning. She'll need my help. Tell
her to come see me after you propose." Mark nodded, "That's
right, you two have met. Mollie said that you invited her and
Sophie in for lemonade." "Yes, Mark. Your daughter is a little
sex maniac," said Cassie.


	John and Mark had one more glass of Aberfeldy. "Mark, I'm glad
to get to know you better. I knew that Jim Anders had good taste,
and I'm glad that I took his advice and hired you. I think that
you and your daughter are a perfect fit here at the Academy." 
Mark grinned and suggested, "John, perhaps you and your family
would like to come over to our place for fun and games one
night?" The Headmaster gave an approving nod, "That sounds grand,
let's do it soon."


	The rain was coming down hard, so Mark borrowed an umbrella from
the Hudgens'. "This is getting bad. I'm gonna be soaked." He saw
the lightning and then in a few seconds, the thunderclap. Even
with the bad weather, he had an extra spring in his step on the
way home. He would see the Reverend tomorrow. Now, all he had to
do was to plan his proposal to Mollie. Mark mulled it over, "I've
got an idea about how to get her ring size. I'll wait till she
falls asleep and tie some string around her finger. I'll go pick
out the rings tomorrow before I visit the Chapel."


	His little moppet was waiting for him. When he entered the house
he heard her, "In here, Daddy." She was on her hands and knees on
some towels that she had put on the carpet. Mollie's dog, Dex had
mounted her and currently the two lovers were tied. Mark stripped
out of his soggy clothing. "Daddy, Dex and I were fucking when
the thunderstorm started. He got scared and twice he tried to
dismount, but his knot was lodged in my ass. It hurt really bad.
I calmed him down and now he's getting smaller. When he pulls
out, will you look at my asshole and see if it's ok?" Mark picked
up one of the towels that were on the floor and dried himself.
Dex shivered as another round of thunder started. The fear had
caused his cock to shrivel. He dismounted and curled up next to
Mollie. Mark picked his daughter up, "Honey, let's go to bed."


	He laid her face down on the bed and parted the cheeks of her
ass. The hole wasn't bleeding, but was a little bruised. It was
seeping dog cum. "I think it's going to be alright. There's no
tearing or blood. You'll be a little sore tomorrow." Mollie
looked over her shoulder, "Daddy, will you kiss it and make it
better?" "Of course I will, baby."  	Mark bent his head down and
gently licked the cummy hole. "His cum tastes pretty good. It's
kinda sweet," said Mark from around a mouthful of ass. "Daddy, it
tastes much better now that I've been putting honey on his dog
food," she moaned as she tightened her gut, sending a good deal
of dog semen into her father's mouth. 


The thunderclap startled all three of them. "I'm scared, Daddy,"
trembled Mollie. He crawled up from between her legs and spooned
his body around her. He inhaled the delightful scent of her hair
and comforted her, "I'll protect you, my darling." Dex had wormed
his way from the foot of the bed so the Mollie was sandwiched
between the two. The storm finally passed and when he was sure
that Mollie had fallen asleep, Mark went to the kitchen for the
spool of string. He cut a length and proceeded back to their
bedroom. He gently tied the string around the ring finger of
Mollie's left hand. When it was firm, but not too tight, he made
a knot. She stirred as he rolled the loop off of her finger.


	He was the first to rise the next day. It was Saturday and he
was going ring shopping before meeting with the Reverend. Mark
sat down on the bed next to his sleeping daughter. He caressed
her ass and then parted the cheeks. He was curious to see it in
the light of day. It looked a little better than last night.
There was a slight bruise on one side of the anus. If they were
going to have sex that day, it would have to be oral. 


He patted her tiny ass and gave her body a small shake. "Wake up,
sleepyhead. It's time to get up in the morning," he sang. The
moppet groaned and waved him away, "Daddy, quit it. I hate that
song." Mark laughed and gave her a big hug. "How are you feeling
today?"  She tightened her asshole and winced, "It's a little
sore, but I'll be alright. Just remind me to never let Dex fuck
me when there is bad weather." Mark got up and made his way
toward the bathroom. "I'm going to take an enema. Wanna help me?
Hey, maybe if you took one too, it might soothe your asshole."
Mollie hopped out of bed and followed him.


While Mark was filling the red enema bag, Mollie spread his ass
cheeks apart and began tonguing his anus. By the time the bag was
full and hanging from the shower curtain rod, Mollie had her
father's ass nice and lubed up. She took the nozzle and popped it
into her mouth, thus wetting it properly. Mark groaned as she
slipped it in and released the catch to halfway open. Her Daddy
liked his enemas nice and slow.


Mark was on his hands and knees, so Mollie crawled underneath him
and started sucking his prick. "Oh baby. That feels so good while
the water is flowing into me." His cock was stiff and pulsing in
her mouth. Mollie had an idea that she got when she was watching
some porn. "Daddy, get up on your knees." Mark did so, and was
now looking down at his bobbing cock. Mollie was aiming the enema
nozzle in different directions, "Tell me when the water hits your
prostrate, Daddy." Mark didn't have to tell her. He started
groaning, "Damn baby, you're going to make me cum. Switch to a
different direction. Look at my cock." He cupped his hand
underneath the dripping head, catching the cum as it slowly
seeped out. When it stopped, Mark offered it to his daughter.
"You go ahead, Daddy. I'll eat the next one," said Mollie as she
directed the flow to his prostrate. They continued milking him
until Mark couldn't take it anymore. "Suck my cock. I want to cum
properly." Mollie crawled underneath and sucked him to completion
as the bag emptied.


	Mark sat on the toilet and motioned for Mollie to come to him.
He smiled as he took the small child into his arms. The two
lovers shared a deep kiss as he voided the contents of his
bowels. "Woo, Daddy, you're stinky," said Mollie as he wiped up
and flushed the toilet. "Well honey, shit tends to stink. Ok, now
your turn."


	He filled the bag to half way with warm water, even though he
didn't think she could take that much. She sat on his face as the
soothing liquid flowed into her. Mark probed his daughter's
hymen, thus provoking a moan from her. Her tiny ass bucked on his
face as she humped against his tongue. Before he could get her
off, she told him to shut the valve. "I don't think I can take
anymore. Look at my belly, it's all poking out. I still want to
cum, so will you get Mommy's vibrator for me?" 


Mark handed her the vibe and the totty turned it on medium. She
sat on the toilet and held it against her clit while the first
little pellets began to spit out of her ass. "Oh God, Daddy. This
is so weird. Umm!" She groaned loudly each time a load of crap
spewed into the toilet. Mark watched intently as Mollie's face
flushed. Her eyes were squinted shut and she began tremble. "I'm
gonna cum," she screamed. "Look Daddy. Look Daddy! I'm shitting
and cumming at the same time. Oh Oh Oh Oh! Ahhhhhh." The tyke
leaned against the back of the toilet and sighed, "Daddy, you
should let me suck you off the next time you're voiding. That was
the most unusual orgasm I've ever had." Mark smiled and thought,
"I'm going to marry this girl."


After they cleaned up, he told her that he had to go into town
and that she would have to fend for herself for a couple of
hours. "Can I come with you, Daddy?" Mark smiled at his green
eyed beauty, "Remember when I told you about my plan?" She
nodded. He continued, "There are two things that I have to do
this morning. When I get back, I will tell you everything. Just
know that I love you very much." He picked the 6 year old up and
kissed her passionately. She moaned into his mouth, "I want you
to fuck me so bad, I can hardly stand it." He set her down and
she reached out for the lump that made a tent in his khaki's. "Uh
uh, baby. There's no time for that right now. Daddy has to go."
Mollie threw herself back down on the bed and frowned, "Ok, you
go and do your secret stuff, but this afternoon, I want some
answers."


	"Your bride to be must be a tiny little thing. This is probably
the smallest I've ever sized an engagement or wedding ring,"
remarked the jeweler. "If you have some other shopping to do,
this will take me about a half hour."  Mark wandered around the
mall. He bought a new doll, and some crayons and a coloring book
for Mollie. She had been so patient with him over the last few
days. After picking up the rings, he made his way the Chapel to
meet Reverend Lovejoy.


	The good Reverend had been living at the Academy for the last 15
years. It was the best post that he ever had. Leroy Lovejoy had
been assured by the Headmaster that unless he screwed up royally,
he would have the job as long he wanted. It was 9 o'clock on a
Saturday, and he was in bed waiting for his altar boy, Robin.
Robin had been an altar boy for two years now. He started at his
mother's insistence. Cynthia Mathers was a very religious woman.
When her husband died in a horrible car crash, she asked the
Reverend if Robin could help out in any way. She thought that
Leroy would be a good role model for her son. Along with the
weekends, the boy spent Wednesday nights at the Chapel. 


	When introduced to the boy, Leroy was immediately attracted to
the youth. Robin was an average 10 year old boy. What set him
apart was the tone of his skin. For an African American, he had
very light skin. He could have been a model, but his mother would
never approve of that. Over the last two years, the Reverend and
Altar boy had developed a special relationship.


	"Ah, there you are, my boy," he said, as Robin entered the room.
"I had to do some last minute stuff for Mom. Sorry I'm late." He
sat on the side of the bed and looked at Leroy. The Reverend was
in his late 30's, a little on the pudgy side, and had a friendly
smile. He made Robin feel safe. Leroy pulled the covers down and
the 12 year old climbed into bed with him. The two hugged tightly
and began kissing fervently. "It's been two days, and I'm so
horny," grunted Robin as he shimmied out of his clothes." "We'll
have to be quick about this. I have a ten o'clock," said Leroy. 


	They arranged into a 69. Leroy gazed with lust at the boy's
cock. There was just a trace of pubic hair right above it. The
boy's skin was the color of light gold. No, honey, was more like
it. His penis was almost 5 inches long, and jutted towards the
Reverend's mouth. "Suck it, Leroy. You said we didn't have much
time," said the preteen as he sucked on his lover's balls. He was
jerking on Leroy's good sized meat stick. Robin groaned when he
felt the mouth envelop his dickie.


	Robin switched from sucking balls to nursing on the head, "Give
me some of your Holy seed, Baby. God, I love your cock." Each
syllable was separated by a wet suck on the glans of Leroy's rock
hard cock. The good Reverend had wet his thumb and had it lodged
deep in the boy's asshole. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum," cried
Robin. Leroy quickly offered his right hand for the boy to kiss.
The two lovers then enjoyed each other's hot, tasty sperm.


	Leroy donned his robe, and Robin wore just dress pants and a
long sleeve shirt. They heard Mark enter the chapel. Robin ran to
greet him. "No running in the chapel, boy," warned Leroy. He
slowed down, "Welcome to the Chapel, sir."  Mark followed Leroy
and his charge into the kitchen. "I'm Leroy, and this is my Altar
Boy, Robin," said the Reverend as they shook hands. "Mark. Mark
Harris." 


	They sat at the table. "Robin, would you get me a cup of
coffee?" asked Leroy. "Would you like a cup, Mark?"  The visitor
indicated that he would. Leroy gave Mark a knowing stare, "I
understand that you want to marry your daughter. How old is she?"
he asked as Robin set the cups of coffee down. "Mollie is 6 years
old," answered Mark. The Reverend took a sip and smiled over his
cup of Joe. His eyes were positively twinkling, "That is the most
delicious thing that I've heard in a long time." His cock was
rising underneath his robe. "You do realize that you both will
need my blessing before the wedding commences?" Mark admitted
that the Headmaster had informed him of this. He quickly removed
his clothes. "I have some spare time set aside for you. Reverend,
will you bless me?"


	Reverend Leroy Lovejoy pulled his robes open to reveal his naked
body. Some men have nice looking penises, some have nasty looking
ones. Mark thought that the Reverend's was beautiful. It was
around 7 inches long, with thick veins running up and down the
stalk. The thickness looked as if it could fill you up quite
nicely. Robin kept it well groomed. He dropped to his knees and
moaned softly as Leroy pressed the swollen head against his left
cheek. "I bless you in the name of the Father," he pressed it
against Mark's right cheek, "The Son," and finally, against Marks
forehead, "and the Holy Ghost. 


	Mark's mouth watered as he gazed at the beautiful weapon that
was standing at attention mere inches from his face. He grabbed
it with both hands. His own cock was throbbing with need.
"Reverend, would you have your boy attend to me?" Leroy motioned
for Robin, "You know what to do."


	The golden boy shed his clothing and grabbed some lube from the
counter. He coated Mark's cock generously with the slick lotion
and placed it against his waiting hole. Mark moaned around the
Reverend's thick stalk as he entered the boy. Leroy pulled out of
Mark's warm, wet mouth and waved his dripping cock around,
teasing the groom to be. "It's time for this to find a different
home." He picked the tube of lube up off of the floor where Robin
had left it and squirted a dollop into his hand.


	The three soon found a good rhythm. Leroy let Mark do most of
the work. As the middle of the sandwich, he thrust his hard meat
into the boy, and then backed onto the Reverend's patient cock.
Leroy reached around and alternately caressed and pinched Mark's
sensitive nipples. Mark wanted to look at the boy's face while he
fucked him, so Robin pulled away and turned around, allowing
himself to be taken in the missionary position.


	Mark took Robin in his arms and kissed him. He stopped fucking
for a moment and relished the feeling of the 12 year old anus
that was wrapped around his cock. The Reverend took over the fuck
and began pounding his beautiful ramrod into Mark's yawning hole.
Robin was furiously jerking on his little pud and when he came,
his asshole squeezed on Mark's cock. The boy gasped and cried out
as the orgasm wracked his young body. Mark began bucking into
Robin as he started to crest.


	Meanwhile the good Reverend started acting as if he were
possessed. "Do you feel God's power? I said, can you feel God's
will?!!!" Mark moaned affirmative into Robin's mouth. He was
filling the boy with his hot, thick juices. The man of God thrust
his rock hard brick in and out of Mark with great speed. "Mark,
do you feel the Love? Do you feel the Joy? Can you feel the
Rapture?!! Do you want my Blessing?" His cock was swelling almost
to the bursting point. Mark cried out, "Yes, please Reverend.
Give me your sweetness." Reverend Lovejoy's face was red and
contorted. Spittle flew from his mouth as he finished his sermon,
"By the power vested in me, I Bless thee, Mark Harris." Mark felt
the hot, religious semen squirting inside of him, blessing his
bowels. Leroy's orgasm crashed down on him, "God is so good! God
is so good. Ohh! Mmmm...."


	The drive home took all of a minute. Mark had the engagement
ring in his shirt pocket. He couldn't believe how nervous he was.
He sat in the car thinking about how his little girl would react
when he proposed to her. It was going to happen in minutes. He
took a deep breathe and got out of the car.


	"Honey, I'm home." Mollie came running to him, "Daddy." The
lovers kissed passionately. Mark set her down, "I have something
to ask you, Baby." Mollie caught her breath as she watched her
father get down on one knee and present the ring. "Mollie
Katherine Harris, will you do me the great honor of marrying
me?"


To be continued


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