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                         Mexican Humping Beans

                               Chapter 1

                      Copyright (c) 2001 by Jafar




Summary: mind control, Mf, ff, some humor
Melvin picks up an aphrodesiac south of the border, but when he returns,
things get a little out of hand.

See No Evil: Contains sexually explicit and politically incorrect
material. If you shouldn't be reading this, or if it might offend you,
simply stop now.

Legalese: All actors and actresses are over the age of consent. Proof
of age is on file. Any similarity of any character, event or place to
any actual person, event or place, is purely coincidental. This is all
fantasy, and the actors are all professionals  --  do not try any of
this at home.

Archiving: You are welcome to discreetly repost or archive this, just
do not change it, steal from it or claim credit for it.

Author's Ramblings: I think of this story as sort of a "Three's
Company" of erotica, except that instead of misoverheard conversation,
it involves misconsumed treats. Oh, those little Mexican humping beans ...

Have fun!



                          Preparing the Sweet
                          --------- --- -----

(Thursday, late afternoon)

"Do you expect me to believe this, Melvin?" Professor Leticia
Hollandaise asked as she stabbed the rest of her salad with her fork
then delicately bit and chewed it up.

"Uhm ... yes, ma'am." She was ... perfect, Melvin thought as he gazed
at his teacher. Her sharp eyes were electric blue with flecks of
iridescent green, her full full lips were so red that it was painful to
not lean over and kiss them, her ...

"Then you are a foolish, foolish boy."

Her cruel tongue was the castrating snake that thwarted every suitor.
Her tongue and that dazzling personality of hers too, of course. She
was Arlington Campus's leading contender for Bitch of the Millenium.
She was a culinary professor, with a specialty of "fricaseed ball of
faculty", although she seemed to be experimenting with a "diced student
testicle in a blood sauce".

Professor Hollandaise swallowed one of the three low calorie chocolate
cream cheese treats she had brought in for lunch today, then pulled a
strand of her golden blonde hair back behind her ear. "Let me make sure
I have this fable of yours straight, Melvin. You say you went to
Mexico, then hunted around every back alley that you needed to until
you finally found a bruja. You offered her your life savings for an
aphrodesiac, and she gave you some of these ... 'Mexican humping
beans'. Do I have this tale right so far?"

"Yes ... ma'am."

She chuckled, her laughter the little silver tinkle of glass bells.
"Well, that makes you no better than those barely pubescent teen boys,
their faces all pussed up with acne, looking for some magic spell that
will get them sex without all the shame and humiliation of having to
learn how to relate to their partner as an adult. Now, doesn't it,
Melvin?"

"Uhm ..."

"And you desperately needed to tell me this little fantasy, to consume
the time from my lunch break, because ..." She waved her fork around in
little circles, waiting.

"Well ... I ... need your expertise, Professor. I'd like to fix these
little beans for some of my friends, and I wanted your advice on what
dishes to prepare them with."

"What ... dishes ... to prepare them with." Her revulsion clearly
showed on her pretty face. "So, Melvin, you are asking me to be your
... accomplice ... in a series of heinous felonies." She stabbed the
fork down onto the plate. "Because that is exactly what you are
plotting here. Involuntarilly drugging unsuspecting victims so that you
can rape them. Do you comprehend the severity of what it is that you
are talking about? These crimes. Do you?"

"It's not rape if it's voluntary-- "

"Melvin, depending on the drug, it may be a felony even if you both
voluntarilly want to get high on it."

"No, it's not like that. I just want to have a good time with ..." He
pulled up and opened the paper bag beside him. "I already bought some
outfits for us to ..." He pulled a tiny pink satin piece of lingerie
out. "We'll just have some fun and ..."

"Melvin, there is NO fun in RAPING someone!" She threw her fork at the
plate, where it hit, then clanged out. "I thought that even if you
weren't a shining example of humanity, at least you were a decent human
being. But there's just no telling sometimes, is there?"

"But-- "

Her cell phone rang just then. She held up an index finger to pause
him, then answered her phone. "Yes? Oh, hi, honey. Yes. Hold on just a
moment, please." She held her hand over the mouthpiece of the phone.
"Melvin, please step right outside for a moment while I speak with my
fiancee. Do not leave --  we need to finish this discussion as soon as
I'm done. Thank you."

Melvin stood and walked towards the doorway.

"Melvin," the pretty professor called before he stepped out, wrinkling
her nose, "Do you smell almonds?"

Melvin smiled. "Why, no ma'am."

"Then please step outside a couple minutes." She waited until the
student was in the hall, then removed her hand from the mouthpiece and
began chatting.

Melvin stood outside the door while Ms Hollandaise's voice danced
quietly inside the room, and he smiled. He had crushed three of the
beans and sprinkled one on each of the cream cheese treats that she had
brought in when she wasn't looking. And the bruja had said, "When they
smell almond."

After a minute or two, her melodious voice called, "Melvin ... please
come back in here."

He stepped back inside and noticed that her cheeks were slightly
flushed.

"Where were we?" she asked, twirling a strand of hair around her
finger. "Oh, yes, preparing a dish for you." She went to the
refigerator and pulled two eggs and a carrot. She washed the carrot,
then pared the rind off.

"Melvin ..."

He looked up at his professor, and she slowly ran her tongue around her
lips. "Have I ever ... shown ... you how far back I can take a long ...
hard ... thick thing?"

"No--  no, ma'am."

She smiled, then brought the carrot to her lips, where she lightly
tongued the tip, then ran her tongue more vigorously around the head.
She moved the tip in a circle around her lips, then inserted it in her
mouth, taking it back farther, farther, until she had nearly the entire
length of the vegetable in her mouth and throat. Slowly, she pulled it
back out, then smiled. "Mmmm, that's almost as good as swallowing a
cock."

Melvin stared dumbfounded at his prim, bitchy teacher. Wow! These
little beans really WORKED!

"Long ... hard ... things just make me ... JUICE ... myself ..."

"Wow, Ms Hollandaise ..."

"Call me Leticia, Melvin. And ... does it get you all ... stiff and
hard ... when hot ... spicy ... filthy ... words come ... splattering
... out of my soft, sweet ... delicate mouth?"

Melvin nodded vehemently.

She smiled. "Good. Now ... we were working on your dish." She cracked
the first egg open, then held it high and poured it onto her busom.
"Oops." She brought her hands to her breasts, then rubbed it into her
blouse. "Silly me! All I've done is make a mess here."

She picked up the second egg and winked at him. "Let's see if I can do
any better with this one." She cracked it, then pulled the front of her
blouse forward and poured the contents down her chest inside the
garment. "Oops again! I just don't know what's the matter with me.
Maybe it's the proximity of your cock, making me all hot and nervous."

"Well, we need to get you out of those wet, soiled clothes, Leticia. I
have some lingerie in the bag."

"Yes, hand me the bag." She began unbuttoning her blouse, giving Melvin
a
glimpse of her glazed bra-covered boobs when he turned around with the
paper bag. "Ah-ah," she said, wagging a finger, "Can't see teacher's
titties naked, Melvin. Please turn around.

Melvin turned his back to her, but kept looking over his shoulder as
she unsnapped and removed her bra, then her skirt and panties. "Hmmm
... I can't afford to soil, my new clothing before I even get into it.
Melvin, I'm going to need your assistance."

Melvin turned around, grateful for the chance to be helpful and was
greeted to Ms Hollandaise's delectable body wearing just high-heeled
shoes. "How may I
help?"

"Well ... I have this egg-gunk all over my breasts, and I don't want to
get it on the new outfit that I'm getting ready to put on, soooo ...
would you mind licking it off me with your hot filthy tongue? Hmmm,
little boy?"

Fuck salmonella! Melvin dove in and began lapping with much more
enthusiasm and tongue action than was really necessary. Leticia giggled
and let him continue in his eagerness.

He soon had worked his way down her flat abdomen to her crotch, just in
case any of the yolk had gotten all the way down there.

"Oh, Melvin!" she pressed his face to her pussy. "You're making my TOES
CURL!"

"Mmmm! (slurp) God, you're wet down here, (slurp) Leticia!"

"Oh, Melvin, I shouldn't be telling this to a student, but I have
always been an over-enthusiatic lubricator! If I just SEE a hot man, I
JUICE myself! And when someone tongues my clitty like you're doing --
Oh FUCK! Just drink me, Melvin! Just lap me UP! Oh, BABY! Nnnngg!"

After a few minutes of his wet lapping, Leticia pulled Melvin up.
"Jism! I
just gotta have your jism now, Melvin!" She sank to her knees, undid
his pants and pulled them down, then frantically slurped his cock into
her throat. "Nnnnnngggggggmmmmm!" she moaned around the prick in her
neck.

Melvin earnestly wanted to hold out longer than 30 seconds of fellatio,
but the very idea of his cold, frigid bitchy teacher eagerly sucking
his cock like a slutty whore, combined with her talented throat muscles
--  when did the woman BREATHE?! --  brought him quicker than he was
ready.

"Oh, fuck!" he moaned, grabbing the back of her head and her shoulder
and pressing her at his crotch. He felt her body spasming with orgasm
as well.

When he was gasping for air afterwards, he felt like he'd lost a quart
of fluid to the frigid-steaming bitch-whore, and he said so.

"Oh ... fuck! ... Melvin! ... I can't ... even ... think straight ...
here ... I'm still ... cuuuuummmmming ...!" she gasped as she writhed
on the floor. After five minutes, her spasming seemed to be trailing
off, though her leg still twitched periodically and the grin she had on
her face was very wide and sated. She stretched, reaching her arms up
above her head. "Oh FUCK, Melvin! You've gone and made teacher cum so
motherfucking hard that I think I'm spoiled against all other men now!
HOW did you DO that to me?!"

In mid-stretch, she squealed with another jolt of pleasure, "OH!" and
reached to her crotch. "My pussy! You've charged her up so much that
she's STILL twitching for you, you bad boy! Oh FUCK, Melvin! Can we go
at it AGAIN?! Please?!"

"I'm getting there, Leticia, but I need just another couple minutes."

"Oh, foo, Melvin! Well, hurry up, then." She spread her legs wide and
inserted two of her own fingers up her cunt while she thumbed her
clitoris. "Just hurry! I NEED you!"

Melvin leaned back and watched this prim bitch frig herslef, and a
smile grew on his face.

"Oh, Melvin! You little prick!" she complained, still fingering
herself, "You just wanted to watch teacher stick her own fingers up her
hole, didn't you?! Well, get a good look, you bad boy! And know that
I'm suffering because I
don't have YOU up inside me, you little sonofabitch!" After another
minute, she pulled her fingers out. "Oh, fuck it!" She got on her hands
and knees and crawled to Melvin. "You HAVE to be ready for me now!" He
was already erect, so she straddled his lap and sank down onto him.
"Oooooh! YEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!" she moaned as she bounced on her student's
cock.

"Wow, woman! Your pussy is drooling so much that it feels like you're
PISSING on me!"

"Oh, just FUCK me, Melvin! Fuck me!"

"Ssshhhh!" he suddenly hushed her sharply.

"Whaaaaat? I wanna fuuuuuuck!" She wriggled her pelvis in his lap.

"Hush!" Melvin strained his ears and heard voices in the hallway.
"Shit!" he whispered. "Up! Up!"

"Meeeelvin! I wanna fuck!"

He got her standing, grabbed his pants and headed with her for the back
of the room, behind the dish cabinets.

"But, Melv--  mmmphth!"

He pushed his cock into her mouth to pacify her and keep her quiet.

In the front part of the room, two men entered. Melvin recognized them
by their voices --  Dean Chiz and Regent Milan.

"Well, she's not in here, Ward," Dean Chiz spoke. "I will have words
with her about this later. This is supposed to be one of her office
hours."

"Oh, find out her excuse first. She may have been called away on an
emergency."

"It's still damned inconvenient. We need her input for the case against
these two students."

"It won't make much difference anyway. Their fates are already
decided."

"Really? What do you plan to do with them?"

"What else CAN we do? They were caught kissing in the classroom during
one of the cooking labs. We have to expel them. There is just no way we
can tolerate such behaviors. Besides, it's unsanitary."

"But what about further civil or criminal charges?"

"Oh, don't get all worked up about that, Kareem. We won't be following
up with any of that."

"But-- "

"It's just not practical. In today's permissive environment, you can't
make such charges stick.."

"But can't we ..."

In the back, Melvin stifled a moan as he fed thick pearly juice to his
teacher. His knees nearly gave out as he trembled and gave up his load,
but he made not a sound.

That's why he nearly strangled when Letitia sighed her appreciation.
"Mmmmm!"

In the front of the room, Dean Chiz's head jerked towards the back. Did
you--
did you hear something from behind the cabinets, Ward?"

"Hear something?"

"Like a sigh or a moan or something!"

Meanwhile in the back, Melvin yanked the pretty blonde teacher to her
feet, holding a finger to his lips to hint that she should be quiet.
Then he quietly opened the rear door, and the two stepped naked out
into the hallway, closing the door behind themselves just as the two
administrators came to the back of the room, searching for the source
of the sound.

Melvin took her hand and pulled her up the hall and around a corner.
The new hallway was empty, so Melvin took a moment to pull on the pants
he had brought with him.

"Oh, Melvin," Leticia exclaimed. "It feels so NAUGHTY, walking these
halls of higher education NAKED! With SEX JUICES dripping down both my
thighs!"

Leticia presented a nude problem until he could get back into the
classroom to get her clothes.

"Oh, come on, Melvin! Let's fuck again!"

A door ajar to a janitorial closet caught Melvin's eye. No, he couldn't
do that.

"Meeeeeelviiiiin!" she whined, reaching for him. "Fuuuuuuck me!
Nooooooww!"

He just couldn't.

"Melvin! I fyou don't fuck me, there are two cocks right up the hall
that will be more than happy to shoot their pricks off inside a
cum-hungry lady!"

Melvin yanked open the closet door, shoved the whining whore inside,
then pulled the door shut and locked it. "I just need to get your
clothes, Tish, and I'll be right back to let you out," he told her
through the door.

"Meeeeelviiiiin!"

                               ----------

                              (To Be Continued)

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