Nov. 8th

dear Journal,

Last night I may make had a few too many scotches sans stone at the bar, and as a outcome I felt a little unsound for the wear when I woke up today. That is why I spent the unspoiled part of one of my sunrise socio-economic class questioning whether a dogged vibrational hum I kept hearing was coming from my hungover head or from some former source. I was trying to give a lecture, yet behind my words was a curious, somewhat annoying buzzing reasoned emitting from some mysterious root in the dramaturgy. I suspected it to be a student 's cell phone vibrating, as the noise would fall and go throughout the lecture. Scanning the student'faces, everybody seemed to be paying ecstatic attention.

When the lecture concluded, all the bookman left the hall except for Minnie. Perhaps you remember her from a few journal entries ago ? She 's the cute ( if not slightly skanky-looking ) girl who came onto me after category recently. Slender and petite, today her kit included wet black leggings and a loose-fitting teal sweatshirt that fell off her shoulders -- kinda 1980s style. Normally she wore her hairsbreadth curly, but today it was straightened, falling down to her pert B cup tits. Her thick back talk were painted a bright, glossy pink color. I could hardly involve my eyes off them as she spoke to me, making input about the lecture that practically fell on deaf pinna, her back talk seemingly parting in tantalizingly dim motion. All my focus was on those shimmering, pouty backtalk, envisioning my meat delving between them and down into her throat ...

Then my gaze fell upon the bare skin peeking out of her low-necked sweatshirt -- her slender neck and delicate clavicle looking so kissable. Her hired hand were in her scoop. Before I knew it, she was looking up at me quizzically.

'' professor ? Did n't you learn my motion ? I was wondering if it was biologically possible for a ... ''

The rest of her wrangle were drowned out by the thunder in my hungover head. Then, suddenly, there it was again -- that unholy buzzing sound ! As if a cruel auditory taunting to play with my already aching Einstein ! Minnie was pipe down. Her middle closed, her point falling back slightly. I could see her hand moving around in her sweatshirt air hole. fishy, I stepped close to her and reached into the pocket, grabbing a minuscule majestic remote from her hand. I stared at it, momentarily confused. She looked up at me, smiling sweetly.

I turned up the telephone dial on the remote control and the buzzing sound grew louder -- it was coming from Minnie 's genital organ ! ! A lowly moan fell from her lips from the intensified vibration. I raised my eyebrows. She had a modest, vibrating sex toy in her snatch, and the remote wirelessly controlled the vibration !

Suddenly my katzenjammer was the last matter on my mind, perhaps due to all of the blood draining from my pass and into my erecting. I kept the toy vibrating at full strength and pulled her chin up to meet her lips with mine. We kissed passionately. She moaned in my mouth. My hands pawed her perky tits through the cotton sweatshirt, first cupping and then squeezing them. Then my finger went down the bender of her organic structure, resting on her pelvis. We kissed again.

It was almost noon. I worried someone could walk in on us, but despite my business organisation I pulled Minnie 's flyspeck eubstance in front of mine, shoving her up against the dais, and ran my hands up and down her dead body while kissing the rear of her cervix and shoulders. Her blond tomentum smelled like the most scrumptious strawberry and cream ... Another moan escaped her lips, her heart closed. My erecting was stabbing into her pert tush through the fragile framework of her leggings. I rubbed my engorged member all against her asscrack, humping at her vibrating twat from behind. I slipped the remote into my sac and retrieved my penknife. Then I pushed Minnie forward so that she was bent over the pulpit, her ass raised up, her feet on tippy toes.

She gasped when I cut a small slit in the genitals of her leg covering with my penknife. I poked my finger through the freshly cut yap, feeling her wet slit instantly. My finger's breadth went to my zipper, set to unleash my raging 9 '' slit. It was bad -- anyone could walk in at any mo. But I was consumed with lust, my asshole so engorged now that my most basest instinct had taken over.

Minnie grunted when she felt me press the head of my dick against her incision from behind, stretching the kettle of fish that had been cut in the material. I shuddered, feeling the strange vibrating sensation coming from the sex toy buzzing inside of her cunt. Then with one helping hand I reached down inside her leggings from the front and slowly pulled the vibrating bullet-shaped toy from her slash. I pressed it against her clit and proceeded to wedge the head of my hawkshaw interior of her pussyhole from tooshie. She moaned again, louder now, her cries echoing through the lecture theatre.

I braced myself, one hand keeping the bullet against her clit and my other hand grasping the curved shape of her hip. Wet puss bod enveloped the head of my whoreson as I sank into her. My articulatio coxae bucked at hers again, forcing all of my steel hard prick meat inside of her. It was my turn to moan, feeling her tight, moist mess squeezing my pecker. I built up a degraded 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 white knuckles. Her expression was bent over inches away from my talk notation and various former papers, and my lips were inches away from her ear. I kissed her neck again while fucking her steadily from behind, rubbing the vibrating bullet all around her button. We grew increasingly dyspnoeal. Her moans were getting so meretricious that I had to cover her mouthpiece with my mitt, silencing her cries to detract care. I hammered her so hard that the podium she was pressed against was rocking wildly. Her kitty paries squeezed my peter hard now, her cries muffled by my palm. I suspected she was having an orgasm. I kissed her neck opening and she shuddered.

Just then a door swung exposed and in walked that arse prof Brownstone ! I froze and gasped, immediately taking my hand from Minnie 's lips but keeping my turncock lodged deep inside of her. Clearing my throat, I rustled some of the written document around on the ambo and pointed at some random words as if explaining something to the girl. We were both breathing hard. Brownstone raised an brow. I chuckled nervously and waved.

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

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

Minnie nodded. My dick was still inside of her, her pussycat walls holding my nitty-gritty tightly. She was trembling. Before Brownstone could say anything else, my pricking throbbed and suddenly a copious payload of semen spurted forth into Minnie 's womb ! We both quietly gasped. Brownstone looked wary but slowly walked out of the room, turning back a few time to see at us. I pulled my dripping meat from Minnie 's slit, both of us groaning. A little bit of cum oozed out from the hole that I 'd cut in her legging. I shook my head -- this was indeed a dangerous game we were playing. Minnie looked over her shoulder and grinned at me.

'' Thanks professor. You 're always such a big help, '' said Minnie with a heartbeat.

She pulled her sweatshirt down over her ass and bounded out of the lecture hall, the heavy room access slamming closed behind her. Not even two proceedings after she 'd walked out and my fly was zipped back up, Brownstone comes back in and walk up to the pulpit I 'm standing behind. My erection had yet to subside. 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 moral you 're giving Edward Young Minnie after year ? ``

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

'' I 'm sure you do n't, Xavier, '' the portly, balding side 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 asshole replies. `` Why, what 's that on the front end of your pants, friend ? It appears to be some kind of bodily fluid. You tell me, Mr. Biology Professor. I do n't conceive we need to use a microscope to affirm the originative fluid presently crusting upon your pant. ``

My jaw dropped, my eyes falling to the front of my black trousers where indeed a glob of Edward D. White cum was sparkling in the light. I tried to retain my composure despite my obvious guilt. Brownstone shook his head, chuckling sardonically. I debated punching him in the side for a few moment. Instead I tried to remain calm and walk by him to go the lecturing theatre. He followed slowly behind.

'' I ca n't wait to enjoin Lynn about this, '' he said as I reached for the door handle. This sentence I did cock my arm back to punch him. But before I could, he went on. `` Unless, however, you agree to seduce a slew. ``

My arm froze just in from his face. `` What kind of deal ? '' I asked, lowering my voice.

'' I want to have a round at pretty little Minnie 's pussy, too. Then of form, I wo n't need to say a word to anybody. But if you can not fulfill this arrangement, I will gleefully go forth and spread news of your reprehensible demeanour. To Lynn, to the schoolhouse display board, to all the module, to your neighbour, friends ... Your mother and father ... ''

'' How am I supposed to ready these so-called musical arrangement for you to fuck that girl ? '' I whispered harshly.

'' I do n't bed and do n't like. You have until the end of this weekend. '' And with that he walked past me, shutting the threshold in my boldness behind him.

My first blackmailing !

~X

November 10th,

Journal -

My head has been a regular whirlwind of headache and emotions these endure distich of twenty-four hour period since Brownstone 's blackmail menace. There is no potential way I can ask Minnie to eff Brownstone ... She 'd never fuck the fat old mongrel willingly. And so I had to organize a plan, in decree to keep my secret dependency from coming to the light. It 's just one to a greater extent matter I 'll have to do that I wo n't be lofty of in the end.

After class today, I pulled Minnie aside and invited her to meet me at a hotel this Saturday night so we could accept 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 stair. My eyes closed and I shook my school principal ... Blackmail 's a bitch.

~X

Nov 11th,

dear Journal -

Saturday night came around and Brownstone and I arrived at the hotel well before Minnie did. I got a two bedroom suite and made him hide silently in a lavatory until promote notice. My centre skipped a beat when I heard a smash on the room access shortly after 8pm. There was Minnie, standing in the doorway looking sexy ( and a little slutty ) as always.

She had on a clingy blue satin dress that hugged her slender curves, barely covering her ass. It had a stays vogue top, forcing her tits to nearly spill out for my viewing pleasure. Her bare shoulders looked dusted with glitter. My shit twinged. guilt was consuming my mind, though my cock was undeterred. My gaze traveled from her taut thighs up to her pretty typeface, her eyelid sparkling with blue eyeshadow. Blond curls fell down her bare shoulders.

Minnie stepped inside, throwing her purse down onto the counterpunch and grabbing me in a passionate kiss immediately. bloodline surged to my cock as my manus caressed the silky curve ball of her petite physical structure. She moaned in my mouth. The architectural plan was falling into home ... footstep one was to get her all fired up and begging for cock.

I pushed her up against a paries and got to my articulatio genus, pulling her dress up over her hips to reveal a perfectly bald-pated puss mound. She had neither bra nor panties on. The smell of her juicy bitch overwhelmed my nostril. I leaned in and began vigorously tongue-lashing her pussy, licking up and down from her clitoris nearly to her ass while her book binding was up against the wall. Her heart closed, her head falling back with a thud. She giggled and then moaned. I was twirling my tongue all around her clit. Reaching into my rear pouch, I grabbed a silk blindfold and furry handcuffs. She giggled when I pulled them out dangled them in strawman of her.

Then I laid her down on the bed and continued devouring her kitty meat, loudly slurping up and down her dent and occasionally nibbling on her clit. Her short gasp and moans were filling the hotel way. I kissed my way up to her neck and sass before helping her pull the slinky clothes off to unwrap her perfectly shaven, slender, nude statue soundbox. She giggled again. Her bantam tit hardened in the chill of the room. I jumped on them as soon as they were free, sucking each little tap bud in my lip. Minnie moaned louder, her fingernails digging into my back. My rim went up to her neck and to her back talk again. Then I smiled and brought the blindfold up to her eyes. She nodded.

One her eyes were covered, I took her wrist joint in mine and began sensuously handcuffing her to the bed. I kissed her again, from her edge wrists down over her pert tit to her straight abdominal cavity and back to her bald cunt mound. She writhed on the bed, the mattress squeaking now, as I pulled out a diminished but powerful vibrator and began massaging her gash with it. Now her outcry of pleasure were extremely loud. I looked behind me and realized Brownstone was peering in from the bathroom, watching me work Minnie 's cunt up into a craze. He was jacking his diminished turncock to the view. Minnie was humping at the vibrator, obviously enjoying herself. Several fourth dimension it seemed she was really near to orgasm. I would always slow down down before bringing her over the edge, teasing her.

'' shtup me ! Fuck me ! '' she finally yelled.

I turned to Brownstone and nodded. My job here was done. Brownstone grinned, his prick in hand. He stepped up to the bed, his shaft inches from her sex. Minnie moaned. Her puss glistened from her arousal and my saliva. I turned my head as Brownstone stuck his puny prick inside her teenager hole. Minnie groaned louder and I knew he was penetrating her now. The bed began squeaking rhythmically and I heard the squelching of his prick inside her pussy. He gasped and grunted, fucking away inside her cockeyed cunt. I shook my point in disgust, never going to forgive myself for my hand in this blackmail arrangement.

After a few minutes of stabilize incursion, Minnie was shrieking and shouting that she was cumming. Brownstone grunted. Surely her twat paries were spasming around his member now. The rhythmic squeaking of the bed slowed as Minnie 's orgasm subsided.

'' Oh yeah, do n't cum inside me, Professor, '' Minnie said as she caught her breath. `` I need to get my birthing 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 consignment on her cunt 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 eubstance, splayed on the bed. Then I bent down and kissed her on the lips. She smiled, still blindfolded.

After I freed her from her simpleness, I offered to let her use the shower but she declined -- she said she was in a hurry to clean her Friend up at the bar after lowest Call. She pulled the piffling profane dress on again and grabbed her purse, kissing me on the nerve and thanking me for the fun time. And off she ran into the night, her cunt unwittingly full phase of the moon of cum. I envisioned Brownstone 's sperm leaking out of her hole as she drove to get together her friends.

A few import 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 oneself it, Xavier ? Her kitty was so deuced tight, and she was squeezing my cock so hard when she climaxed ! '' he exclaimed.

'' wellspring, I suppose if she gets pregnant and tries to say it 's mine, I 'll just get a paternity run to prove it 's not. And then I 'll say I remember you laughing about something in the teacher 's lounge, something about a student and appointment Brassica napus drugs, and a plan to pull a hotel room ... I 'm so glad you used your quotation notice to pay for this room, Brownstone, '' I said with a smile. `` Blackmail 's a kick, is n't it ? ``

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


Until future time,
~Professor X