Nov. 8th

Dear Journal,

death night I may have had a few too many scotch sans rocks at the bar, and as a result I felt a little worse for the article of clothing when I woke up today. That is why I spent the better part of one of my sunup classes questioning whether a persistent vibrational hum I kept hearing was coming from my hungover head or from some other origin. I was trying to render a lecture, yet behind my Holy Scripture was a curious, somewhat annoying buzzing speech sound emitting from some cryptical origin in the dramatic art. I suspected it to be a student 's cell phone vibrating, as the randomness would come and go throughout the lecture. Scanning the educatee'faces, everybody seemed to be paying rapt care.

When the lecture concluded, all the scholarly person left the vestibule except for Minnie. Perhaps you remember her from a few journal debut ago ? She 's the cute ( if not slightly skanky-looking ) daughter who came onto me after class recently. Slender and petite, today her outfit included tight Black person legging and a baggy bluish green sweatshirt that fell off her shoulders -- kinda 1980s manner. Normally she wore her hair's-breadth curly, but today it was straightened, falling down to her pert B cup tits. Her wooden-headed lips were painted a bright, glossy pink semblance. I could hardly take my eyes off them as she spoke to me, making comments about the lecture that practically fell on deaf ears, her lips seemingly parting in tantalizingly boring movement. All my focussing was on those shimmering, pouty lips, envisioning my meat delving between them and down into her pharynx ...

Then my gaze fell upon the bare tegument peeking out of her decollete sweatshirt -- her slender neck and delicate collarbone looking so kissable. Her deal were in her sac. Before I knew it, she was looking up at me quizzically.

'' Professor ? Did n't you get wind my question ? I was wondering if it was biologically possible for a ... ''

The rest of her tidings were drowned out by the bellow in my hungover promontory. Then, suddenly, there it was again -- that infernal buzzing sound ! As if a cruel auditory taunt to bring with my already aching brain ! Minnie was tranquilize. Her eyes closed, her pass falling back slightly. I could see her handwriting moving around in her sweatshirt pocket. funny, I stepped close to her and reached into the sac, grabbing a small empurple remote from her hand. I stared at it, momentarily confused. She looked up at me, smiling sweetly.

I turned up the dial on the remote and the buzzing sound grew louder -- it was coming from Minnie 's crotch ! ! A lowly moan fell from her lips from the intensified vibration. I raised my eyebrow. She had a small, vibrating sex toy in her twat, and the removed wirelessly controlled the shakiness !

Suddenly my holdover was the end thing on my thinker, perhaps due to all of the blood draining from my head and into my erection. I kept the toy vibrating at wax posture and pulled her chin up to meet her brim with mine. We kissed passionately. She moaned in my rima oris. My workforce pawed her perky tits through the cotton fiber sweatshirt, first cupping and then squeezing them. Then my finger's breadth went down the curves of her soundbox, resting on her hips. We kissed again.

It was almost noonday. I worried soul could walk in on us, but despite my concerns I pulled Minnie 's diminutive body in front of mine, shoving her up against the soapbox, and ran my hands up and down her body while kissing the cover of her neck and shoulder. Her blonde hairsbreadth smelled like the most yummy strawberry mark and cream ... Another moan escaped her sass, her eyes closed. My erection was stabbing into her irreverent derriere through the melt off fabric of her leging. I rubbed my engorged penis all against her asscrack, humping at her vibrating prick from behind. I slipped the remote into my sac and retrieved my penknife. Then I pushed Minnie forward so that she was bent-grass over the dais, her ass raised up, her understructure on tender toes.

She gasped when I cut a diminished slit in the fork of her leg covering with my penknife. I poked my digit through the new cut cakehole, feeling her wet slit instantly. My fingerbreadth went to my slide fastener, ready to loose my raging 9 '' asshole. It was risky -- anyone could walk in at any moment. But I was consumed with lust, my shit so engorged now that my most basest instincts had taken over.

Minnie grunted when she felt me press the head of my dick against her dent from behind, stretching the fix that had been cut in the fabric. I shuddered, feeling the unusual vibrating sensations coming from the sex toy buzzing inside of her cunt. Then with one helping hand I reached down inside her leggings from the strawman and slowly pulled the vibrating bullet-shaped toy from her gash. I pressed it against her clit and proceeded to force the head of my dick inside of her pussyhole from bum. She moaned again, cheap now, her cries echoing through the lecture theatre.

I braced myself, one hired hand keeping the slug against her clit and my early hand grasping the curvature of her hip. Wet cunt flesh enveloped the head of my bastard as I sank into her. My rose hip bucked at hers again, forcing all of my blade hard pecker meat inside of her. It was my go to groan, feeling her tight, moist hole squeezing my putz. I built up a faster tempo and she moaned again ; I knew we were playing with fire but could n't help myself.

The dais was rattling loudly now as Minnie gripped it with snowy knuckles. Her face was bent over inch away from my lecture notes and various other papers, and my lips were in away from her ear. I kissed her neck again while fucking her steadily from behind, rubbing the vibrating bullet all around her clit. We grew increasingly pulseless. Her moans were getting so trashy that I had to cover her rima oris with my paw, silencing her cries to detract care. I hammered her so hard that the ambo she was pressed against was rocking wildly. Her pussy walls squeezed my cock hard now, her yell muffled by my decoration. I suspected she was having an coming. I kissed her neck opening and she shuddered.

Just then a door swung open and in walked that asshole professor Brownstone ! I froze and gasped, immediately taking my hand from Minnie 's lip but keeping my cock lodged deep interior of her. Clearing my throat, I rustled some of the paper around on the dais and pointed at some random words as if explaining something to the girl. We were both breathing hard. Brownstone raised an eyebrow. I chuckled nervously and waved.

'' Is everything alright in here ? '' he asked.

'' Yes, of course, I was just assisting Minnie with some questions she had about my lecture, professor Brownstone. ``

Minnie nodded. My cock was still inside of her, her pussy walls holding my centre tightly. She was trembling. Before Brownstone could say anything else, my prick throbbed and suddenly a copious cargo of semen spurted forth into Minnie 's womb ! We both quietly gasped. Brownstone looked suspicious but slowly walked out of the elbow room, turning back a few meter to expect at us. I pulled my dripping centre from Minnie 's slit, both of us groaning. A piffling bit of cum oozed out from the hole that I 'd cut in her leg covering. I shook my principal -- this was indeed a dangerous secret plan we were playing. Minnie looked over her shoulder and grinned at me.

'' Thanks prof. You 're always such a big help, '' said Minnie with a wink.

She pulled her sweatshirt down over her ass and bounded out of the lecture hall, the clayey door slamming closed behind her. Not even two moment after she 'd walked out and my fly was zipped back up, Brownstone comes back in and walks up to the dais I 'm standing behind. My erection had yet to settle. He shook his head and grinned at me.

'' What a dog you are ... '' he said to me. `` Does your wife Lynn know about these little private lessons you 're giving Loretta Young Minnie after class ? ``

'' I 'm for sure I have no mind what you 're talking about, Brownstone. ``

'' I 'm for certain you do n't, Xavier, '' the portly, balding English professor replied with a chuckle.

'' Please leave now, Brownstone. This conversation is over, '' I said, stepping away from the dais now that my erection had deflated.

'' It 's far from over, '' this arsehole reply. `` Why, what 's that on the front of your pant, friend ? It appears to be some variety of corporal fluid. You tell me, Mr. Biology Professor. I do n't think we need to use a microscope to confirm the germinal fluid presently crusting upon your pant. ``

My jaw dropped, my eyes falling to the front of my lightlessness pant where indeed a glob of clean cum was sparkling in the light. I tried to retain my equanimity despite my obvious guilt. Brownstone shook his chief, chuckling sardonically. I debated punching him in the face for a few moments. Instead I tried to remain chill out and walking by him to pass the speech theatre. He followed slowly behind.

'' I ca n't hold off to tell Lynn about this, '' he said as I reached for the threshold hold. This metre I did prance my arm back to punch him. But before I could, he went on. `` Unless, however, you agree to progress to a flock. ``

My arm froze just column inch from his fount. `` What kind of flock ? '' I asked, lowering my voice.

'' I want to have a turn at pretty trivial Minnie 's kitty-cat, too. Then of course, I wo n't involve to say a word to anybody. But if you can not fulfill this arrangement, I will gleefully go forth and banquet newsworthiness of your deplorable behavior. To Lynn, to the school day board, to all the faculty, to your neighbor, friends ... Your mother and Church Father ... ''

'' How am I supposed to gain these so-called arrangements for you to fuck that female child ? '' I whispered harshly.

'' I do n't sleep together and do n't care. You have until the end of this weekend. '' And with that he walked past me, shutting the door in my case behind him.

My first blackmailing !

~X

November 10th,

Journal -

My head has been a veritable whirlwind of worries and emotions these last couplet of years since Brownstone 's blackmail terror. There is no potential way I can ask Minnie to fuck Brownstone ... She 'd never fuck the fat old bastard willingly. And so I had to imprint a plan, in order to keep my secret addiction from coming to the light. It 's just one more than thing I 'll stimulate to do that I wo n't be lofty of in the end.

After class today, I pulled Minnie aside and invited her to adjoin me at a hotel this Saturday night so we could stimulate more privacy and more fun. She was thrilled, seeming genuinely excited. I watched her pert ass squirm as she walked away, a skip in her dance step. My eyes closed and I shook my head ... Blackmail 's a bitch.

~X

November 11th,

beloved Journal -

Saturday Night came around and Brownstone and I arrived at the hotel well before Minnie did. I got a two sleeping accommodation suite and made him blot out silently in a bath until far notice. My heart and soul skipped a beat when I heard a knock on the room access shortly after 8pm. There was Minnie, standing in the door looking sexy ( and a little slutty ) as always.

She had on a clingy Amytal satin garb that hugged her slender curved shape, barely covering her ass. It had a stays style top, forcing her bosom to nearly spill out for my viewing pleasure. Her bare shoulders looked dusted with glitter. My cock twinged. Guilt was consuming my mind, though my cock was undeterred. My gaze traveled from her taut thighs up to her middling face, her eyelid sparkling with racy eyeshadow. Blond curls fell down her bare shoulders.

Minnie stepped inside, throwing her purse down onto the parry and grabbing me in a passionate candy kiss immediately. stemma surged to my cock as my manus caressed the slick curves of her petite physical structure. She moaned in my sassing. The plan was falling into place ... pace one was to get her all fired up and begging for cock.

I pushed her up against a bulwark and got to my knees, pulling her wearing apparel up over her hips to discover a perfectly bald pussy mound. She had neither bra nor pantie on. The olfactory sensation of her juicy cunt overwhelmed my nostrils. I leaned in and began vigorously tongue-lashing her kitty, licking up and down from her clit nearly to her ass while her backrest was up against the wall. Her oculus closed, her straits falling back with a clump. She giggled and then moaned. I was twirling my knife all around her clit. Reaching into my back sack, I grabbed a silk blindfold and furred handcuffs. She giggled when I pulled them out dangled them in front of her.

Then I laid her down on the bed and continued devouring her puss meat, loudly slurping up and down her slit and occasionally nibbling on her clitoris. Her little gasp and moans were filling the hotel room. I kissed my way up to her neck and lips before helping her pull the slinky garb off to reveal her perfectly shaven, slender, nude sculpture trunk. She giggled again. Her tiny pap hardened in the chill of the room. I jumped on them as soon as they were resign, sucking each little pink bud in my mouth. Minnie moaned louder, her fingernails digging into my spinal column. My lip went up to her neck and to her lips again. Then I smiled and brought the blindfold up to her center. She nodded.

One her eyes were covered, I took her articulatio radiocarpea in mine and began sensuously handcuffing her to the bed. I kissed her again, from her limit wrists down over her pert titties to her flat abdomen and back to her bald bitch mound. She writhed on the bed, the mattress squeaking now, as I pulled out a minor but powerful vibrator and began massaging her gash with it. Now her vociferation of joy were extremely flashy. I looked behind me and realized Brownstone was peering in from the bathroom, watching me work Minnie 's cunt up into a hysteria. He was jacking his small cock to the scene. Minnie was humping at the vibrator, obviously enjoying herself. Several time it seemed she was really last to orgasm. I would always slow up down before bringing her over the edge, teasing her.

'' fucking me ! nooky me ! '' she finally yelled.

I turned to Brownstone and nodded. My job here was done. Brownstone grinned, his prick in paw. He stepped up to the bed, his hammer column inch from her sex. Minnie moaned. Her bitch glistened from her arousal and my saliva. I turned my head as Brownstone stuck his puny dickhead inside her adolescent muddle. Minnie groaned louder and I knew he was penetrating her now. The bed began squeaking rhythmically and I heard the squelching of his hawkshaw inside her pussy. He gasped and grunted, fucking away inside her soaked puss. I shook my head in disgust, never going to forgive myself for my hand in this blackmail arrangement.

After a few minutes of brace penetration, Minnie was shrieking and shouting that she was cumming. Brownstone grunted. Surely her pussy bulwark were spasming around his member now. The rhythmical squeaking of the bed slowed as Minnie 's coming subsided.

'' Oh yeah, do n't cum inside me, Professor, '' Minnie said as she caught her breath. `` I need to get my giving birth control refilled. ``

Brownstone gasped. Then he pulled his tool out -- it was glazed with sperm ! The old bastard had already inseminated her ! He quietly spit on her pussy, making it seem like he shot his load on her twat mound. She gasped and giggled. Then he massaged it on her vulva and jumped off the bed, running back to the bathroom. I looked at Minnie 's petite body, splayed on the bed. Then I bent down and kissed her on the mouth. She smiled, still blindfolded.

After I freed her from her restraints, I offered to let her use the shower but she declined -- she said she was in a hurry to find fault her champion up at the bar after final stage phone call. She pulled the fiddling blue dress on again and grabbed her purse, kissing me on the cheek and thanking me for the fun sentence. And off she ran into the night, her snatch unwittingly replete of cum. I envisioned Brownstone 's sperm leaking out of her hole as she drove to forgather her Friend.

A few moments after she left, Brownstone stepped out of the bathroom fully dressed.

'' Good job sperming inside of her, asshole, '' I said to him with disgust.

'' How could I help it, Xavier ? Her pussy was so damn tight, and she was squeezing my tool so hard when she climaxed ! '' he exclaimed.

'' well, I suppose if she gets pregnant and tries to say it 's mine, I 'll just get a paternity mental testing to turn out it 's not. And then I 'll say I remember you laughing about something in the teacher 's lounge, something about a student and date rape drugs, and a design to rent a hotel elbow room ... I 'm so happy you used your credit poster to pay for this room, Brownstone, '' I said with a smile. `` Blackmail 's a bitch, is n't it ? ``

He gasped and then snapped his jaw closed. That should shut the old bastard up awhile.


Until succeeding metre,
~Professor X