Boarding schoolhouse Encounter
Chapter Two : Henrietta Possessed by the lesbian Alien
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"... henrietta ..."

The deliquium vocalisation called to me as I floated through darkness. It was feminine, familiar.

"... henrietta ..."

The voice grew a small louder, whispering across the void. I tried to move my body, but I did n't let one. That should scare me, but it did n't. I imagined I frowned as I struggled to understand what was happening.

"... henrietta ..."

I was at Kensington Boarding School overwhelmed by all the strange, new sense. My idea darted from nanny Leroy Robert Paige 's"medical treatment"when she cured my hysterics by licking me to a tremendous orgasm to my new Quaker Tabitha hinting we would"remedy"each other of hysteric in the dark of our way tonight. It had frightened me. I knew it was a sin to bear on another woman like that.
A sapphic sin.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then I fled the school out into the eventide fog. The falling champion had crashed into the terra firma and I found it, a silver egg. Then I fell into the crater, tumbled down the hill, and ... woke up inside. There the purple fairy named ... Merita had ... had ...

She molested me with her tentacles. She touched me. Caressed me. And made me feel so well. paroxysm of joy had exploded inside of me as we humped together. Her tentacles had wormed into my flesh, taking my virginity.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then she had merged into me. The fairy had sunk into my flesh and ... and ... the darkness had crashed down on me. It had been too very much to contract.

"... Henrietta ..."

That voice ... It belonged to the fairy. Merita.

"Henrietta."

It came through clearly. It sounded alien, her mouth not quite pronouncing the speech sound right. It was an accent I had never heard before. London was a general city. One of the kickoff to get electrical energy. traveler across the British Empire passed through its larboard. And I had never heard the like.

"Henrietta, quit ignoring me. It 's okay. You do n't have to be afraid."

lovingness engulfed my consistency. I did still have a body. I was n't just a consciousness floating in an uncreated void. The lovingness drew me away from the nihility. Merita 's voice guided to me, beckoning to me. I followed the pouf 's news and opened my eyes.

I was still in a void.

Only in this void I had a torso. I blinked as I floated through a dark Sir Thomas More sheer than any I had ever encountered. And yet I could see my naked dead body as clear as if sunlight lit them. But there were no apparition. My pocket-size tit and hard mammilla did n't block the light, creating normal.

"It 's okay,"Merita whispered.

Her tentacles were wrapped about me, purple against my ivory peel. The end of one played idly with the blonde curlicue covering my pudenda. A hot chill ran through my trunk. A hysteric itching formed between my second joint, aching for Nurse Paige 's"medical checkup treatment."I squirmed as I felt Merita pressed up behind me, her breasts diminished, her nipple hard. Her arms wrapped about me, hands clasped over my belly as she nuzzled her hairless side against my neck.

"Shhh, it 's okay. You were overwhelmed. That 's to be expected from such a primitive person species."

"Primitive ?"I squawked.

"Well, yes. You have just discovered electricity. You are decades away from utilizing the electromagnetic spectrum for communicating. You 're only playing around with the most BASIC of computational machines. The primary means of ecstasy is animal based."

"We have trains."

"Yes, burning ember. Not even refined petroleum has spread much."

"I do n't understand. Are n't you from my cosmos ?"I paused."No, you fell from the sky, fairy."

"Fairy ..."Merita said the Christian Bible slowly."No, no. I am not a mythic creature who plays tricks on your subspecies. I am ..."She hesitated."Alien is the ripe word in your language."

"You 're from another country ?"

"Planet."Merita 's hand flew out and the world blurred. A wild blue yonder sphere appeared, painted with white, fluffy mo and dotted with land that was a mix of green-brown and ... My eyes widened."Is that ... Earth ?"

"From orbit. Your kind are a C away from the most primitive engineering to see this,"she said."This is your major planet. Earth."

"Are you from Mars then ? Or genus Venus ?"An charge grab jumped into my articulation."Is that why you 're so beautiful and naked ? Because you 're from Venus ?"

"Why would that ... ?"She squirmed against me."No, no. I am not even from your solar system but from another star."

My oculus widened as the reality zoomed. My tummy lurched as ground flew away, dwindling to a lowly point. Then the sun became a little dot. We hurtled past times stars and flew through clouds of coloured rubble. My eyes widened as we stopped before a blue star, a hazy, orange planet hanging before it.

"That 's my home."

"So you 're not a fairy but an ... an extraterrestrial from another major planet ?"It was too very much to believe. I squirmed."And you came to my major planet in your egg."

"Spaceship."She hesitated."I crashed, actually. There was a bad luck. I 'm stuck here until I can repair my ship. If I can repair my ship."

I bit my lip."And where are we ?"

"In your creative thinker. You passed out when I merged with your body. I 'm inside you now. I guess I 'm possessing you, though that 's not quite right. You 're language is so limited."

"Sorry."Then a flare of indignation shot through me."No. I 'm not. side is a perfectly trade good language. And what do you have in mind by possession ? Are you controlling my body ?"

"No, no. I had to merge with you. Do you remember falling down the Crater ?"

I nodded my head.

"wellspring, you broke your neck. You would have died if I did n't interpret you help. I sent nanomachines into ..."She sighed."You do n't do it what nanomachines are, of course ?"

I shook my head.

"Well, they 're piffling ... automatons. And they are inside of you fixing the wound, but your physical structure 's immune system rejected them. They have n't fixed you yet, only created temporary worker face so you can move and catch one's breath and not die. If I did n't merge with you, your body would birth rejected the avail and died. So long as we 're one, the nanomachines will fix you."

"Are you sure you 're not a fairy ?"I asked, my headspring reeling. Immune system ? Little automatons inside of me. Like those windup toys clockmakers build ?"Because that sounds like magic."

"It 's not. It 's science. Very, very forward-looking science."

"And you 're in me now ?"

"Uh-huh."

"And this is all my imagination ?"

"Yes it is."

"This is a little a great deal. I mean ..."I swallowed."What if I 've gone crazy ? I did hit my head."

"Would your imagination ever produce a purple-skinned extraterrestrial with tentacles. Tentacles that do this ?"

I gasped as the tentacle performing with my halcyon pubic hair slid down between my peg and rubbed at my pussycat. Pleasure tingled through me. My plica instantly grew wet as the rubbery process stroked me. My nipples ached and I squirmed, suddenly so aware of her mamilla poking me in the back.

Hard nipples.

"No,"I gasped, her tentacle massaging my clitoris. My middle widened as the pleasure raced through me."I do n't think my imagery could follow up with something ... so ... so unknown. Oh, my. That 's ..."

"Amazing,"she purred, her voice Eskimo dog."Mmm, you are beautiful. Your pilus is so wonderful."

Her tentacle brushed one of my blonde pigtails. I only answered with a groan, trembling as she rubbed harder and laborious at my button. My toes curled as I squirmed again. Her touch was delectable, teasing me, stroking me, driving me so wild.

"Y-you 're making me finger so strange. You 're causing me to have hysterics."

"Such a singular way to say you 're aroused,"Merita purred, her tongue licking my ear."I like it. I 'll heal your hysterics, yes. I 'll ca-ca you cum. Relax you so you can discover wakefulness again."

I let out a moan as her tentacle moved from my clit to my puss. It rubbed up and down against my wet material body. The joy rippled out of my sex and through my dead body. I gasped, arching my book binding, pressing into her bosom. Her lips nibbled on my ear then she nuzzled at my neck, kissing and licking, while her other tentacles caressed my body.

It was wonderful. Everywhere her tentacles brushed me sent tingling rushes across my skin. They caress my stomach and thighs, my sleeve and breast. One wrapped about my lowly breast, squeezing it, exciting my nipple at the tip. Her tentacle 's tip flicked at my hard nipple.

I gasped,"Merita."

"Yes, yes, just enjoy. Let us 'cure'each other. Mmm, you are such a stunner. You make me experience all hysterical and in need of such sweet release."

"Yes,"I moaned in agreement, her tentacle rubbing harder at my pussy.

My juice slicked her tentacle. It slid faster and faster up and down my kitty-cat. My eyes fluttered at the wonderful delight that coursed through me. I moaned again, another cramp rushing through my body.

And then her lips kissed around to the back of my neck. They were so subdued and warmly and wet. Everywhere they touched me sent to-do of delight through my body. My finger clenched as she kissed bring down, reaching my thorn, following it down between my berm blades. She licked and nuzzled, teasing me.

It was delicious.

"Merita,"I groaned."Oh, your tentacles ... Your touch ... They 're tremendous. Oh, yes. Oh, wow. I did not imagine such delights could exist."

"And I am so gladiola to share them with you."

Her lips kissed depressed. I trembled every time she took a quick lick up my thorn. I shivered, the sense experience running all the way down to my pussy teased by her tentacle. Others played with my nipples, flicking them and rubbing slow rophy about them. Her tentacles constricted about my eubstance, squeezing and relaxing as Merita grew more excited.

She had four tentacles. Two played with my mamilla and the thirdly wiggled at the entrance of my pussy. The fourthly brushed my mouth. I kissed it, savoring the rubbery texture. My spit licked out, swirling about it.

"Yes,"moaned Merita."Oh, I like it when you do that."

"This ?"I asked with a giggle. I swirled my glossa about her tentacle then kissed the tip, sucking briefly."

"Yes."Her voice was so throaty. She nuzzled at my lower back, her hands stroking my sides as I kissed and nibbled on the tip."So good. You are wonderful, Henrietta. I hope all your airstream are as loving."

They were n't. Our men could be so barbaric. They lacked the gentle souls of my sex. Merita had the same feminine, finespun energy. She was n't brutish. She cared about me. She caressed me and loved me. I trembled as her tentacle wiggled into my pussy, deflowered by her earlier.

I gasped as she filled my hot, wet astuteness. Her tentacle undulated inside of me. It swelled and constricted, stretching me across-the-board open. My mouth opened wide as I groaned. Her other tentacle slid into my mouth. I sucked on it and moaned as she fucked her extremity into my pussy.

"Ooh, I love the feeling of your cunny wrapped about my tentacle."

I shuddered at her Bible. It was so cute and bemire all at the same time. Cunny. My cunny contracted on her cunt as her sass nuzzled lower down my body. Her workforce slid down, stroking my hips then the cheeks of my fundament. I gasped as she pried them apart.

And then her sass nuzzled down into my crevice. I shuddered in the embracing of her tentacles as she worked closer and closer to my sphincter. Did n't she cognize how marked-up it was there ? What was she doing ? Why would she puzzle out me there ?

I gasped about the tentacle ass in and out of my mouth as her lingua swirled about my pucker sphincter. My butt clenched, trying to squeeze shut but her digit kept them pried apart. She giggled, her tentacle fucking deeper into my pussy as she tongued me.

"Mmm, such a sour, earthy smack. I like the taste of your ass, Henrietta. So good."

I could only twist and moan as she wiggled her knife like a small tentacle into my intestine. My eyes widened. I sucked so hard on her tentacle reaming my mouth while my slit clenched on the outgrowth sliding in and out of my wet depths.

delight stirred inside of me. The flutters of my hysteric grew as the disgusting sensation of her tongue probing my anatomical sphincter merged with her tentacle pleasuring my cunny. I trembled, my nipples aching against her other appendages.

I wanted to shout out out my growing pleasure.

"Mmm, yes, so tasty,"she moaned between licks."And your cunt is growing so hot and wet. Are you going to cum ? deliver your paroxysms ? Am I about to cure your hysterics ?"

If I could verbalise, I would have shouted :"Yes."

All the deviant sensations built in the marrow of my sex. My eyes rolled back in my head as I trembled. My cunny clenched and relaxed on her undulating tentacle. Strange, burning pleasure radiated from my bowels. My teat ached. And her tentacle felt so lovesome and rubbery in my mouth, such a delight for my tongue to caress.

"Oh, you 're curing my hysterics, too,"moaned Merita."Oh, yes. Let 's cum together."

I gasped about her tentacle as she reamed my cunny faster. She locked her lips about my anatomical sphincter, sucking. I bucked in her bosom. Her fingers caressed my side. Her tentacles flicked my teat. Wonderful sense experience crashed through me.

I came.

Awe inspiring paroxysms of pleasure spasmed out of my cunny. My flesh convulsed about her tentacle as the Wave of seventh heaven washed through me. I groaned as she cured my hysterics. The rapture reached my mind. mavin danced through the benighted void as I trembled.

"Yes, yes, yes, so respectable,"moaned Merita."Keep sucking on my tentacle while your cunny massages the other. Oh, Henrietta. You 're so amazing. I love your soundbox. Oh, yes. Oh, wow."

We cured each other 's hysteric. It was amazing. I trembled and gasped. The pleasure peaked in me. I floated on it, held by her tentacles, then groaned as the bliss receded. I shuddered a final time, my cunny contracting on her pull in one's horns appendage.

Her tentacle popped out of my mouth."Oh, Merita, oh, wow."I was so wonderfully tired. Lethargic. I buzzed, the fluttery sensations gone from my stomach."That was so practically full than Nurse Paige curing my hysterics."

"Good,"Merita grinned. She had floated around me, now facing me. She pressed her physical structure to mine, chest to breast, cunny to cunny, lips to lips.

We kissed. I closed my eyes, her munition and tentacles holding me. My hand stroked her book binding up to her denudate head, loving how she felt as I humped my cunny into her pussy. My clitoris ached. The hysteric waver built in my tummy again.

"Merita,"I panted, breaking our kiss."I think I need to be cured again."

She beamed at me."I think I need it, too. Want to lick each other 's cunnies ?"

My eyes widened. I remembered the pleasure of Nurse Leroy Robert Paige licking through mine. It had felt so marvelous and ungodly. I knew it was awry if we did it. But was this even very ? It was like a dreaming. I could n't sin in my dreams.

"Yes !"

I was eager to try out her. To taste my first pussy. Would she be dissimilar than a human 's ? Than Tabitha 's ? I trembled as Merita 's tentacles turned us. They still gripped me, caressing me as she hovered over me, her branch bedspread. I caught my breathing place as I stared at the royal folds of her pussy. They were darker than her flesh, and swollen. juice glistened and beaded on them.

I felt that Lapp, wet heating system adorning my own nethers. Were my pussy lips swollen like that ? Engorged by my rage ? Was that what caused the fluttering itch between my thighs just begging for person to disturb and ease my hysterics ?

Maybe.

I breathed her in. She smelled flowery, like nectar. I moaned as her tentacles pulled our bodies together. Her thighs slipped around my head and her head slipped between my thigh. I felt her ardent breathing place caressing my pussy.

I groaned and hugged her with my arms. I caressed her back as my nipples pressed into her stomach. Her tit rubbed on mine. I licked my rim, staring at her pussy, wanting to lick her, but I was scared. Was there a sure why do it ? What if I did n't care it ? What if she did n't care it ? A million questions shot through my mind.

And then were banished by her licking tongue.

I groaned,"Merita,"as her spit slid through my crimp. It was a slow, gentle lick. It was so dissimilar from her rubbery tentacles. Her lingua was smaller, wetter. I gasped as she brushed the entree to my pussy before pushing her tongue in like she had into my bowels.

The pleasure rippled through me. I groaned and pulled harder on her, forcing her twat rim against my back talk. I tasted her. Flowery and sweet. My tongue licked out through her folds. My eye widened. My fingers tightened on her back as I slid through her folds. She tasted wonderful. Her juices were thicker than water, almost creamy. They clung to my back talk and dribbled down my Kuki-Chin as I licked her again and again.

She sighed into my slit. That encouraged me. I was doing it right. She liked what I did. It pleased her. I pleased her. I licked and tongued through her pussy. Faster, growing more bold, more certain the more she squirmed and moaned.

"Henrietta,"she sighed.

Oh, it was grand hearing my name from her phonation. My thighs pressed on her round, stripped read/write head as her clapper dug deep into my pussycat. She flicked my clit and wonderful sparks exploded through me.

I had to return the party favor. I found her clitoris and licked the royal nub. It throbbed against my tongue and she shuddered and shivered. She sucked harder on my nub, licking me, loving me. It was amazing. I slid my bridge player up to grasp her ass as I sucked her clitoris into my mouth. I nibbled on it, loving how she bucked and responded.

"Henrietta, yes,"she moaned, squirming as I kneaded her tail end. I loved how her face felt in my hand. I clenched, pulling her slit down on me and shoving my glossa into her pickle. She was n't a virgin like I had been.

Had another girl-alien 's tentacles taken her virginity, or had she lain with a boy-alien ? I hoped it was a girl-alien.

Her lapping glossa drove that thought from my brain. She slid through my sheep pen then nibbled on my rim. I gasped and shuddered, squirming more, drinking in the sensation. I copied her, sucking on her labia, driving her wild.

"Oh, Merita, you 're wonderful,"I groaned, her tentacles stroking my back.

"You, too. You taste amazing. So different than my people. So dulcet and salty."

"You taste like flowers."

She giggled then rammed her tongue deep into my pussy, fucking it in and out of me. I gasped and bucked, pressing my nipple hard into her stomach. wonderful flutters shot through me down to my kitty-cat. My fingers clenched on her asshole.

Then I smiled as I licked through her plication. My finger ventured in between her butt-cheeks. I found her sphincter, touching it, not caring that it was dirty. We were in a dream. zilch here was real. Nothing here was a sin.

"Henrietta,"she gasped, her articulation wonderfully throaty, as I wormed my digit into her bowels. My finger sank up to the knuckle. She was so warm and besotted and jolting. She clenched down on it."Oh, yes. That 's so wicked. I love it. I love having my ass played with."

"I enjoyed it, too."

She giggled then we went back to licking each former while I fingered her mother fucker. I wormed my glossa deep into her pussycat as my fingerbreadth pumped quick and faster in her. She squirmed more and more, clenching on my finger's breadth and moaning into my pussy.

The way she shuddered on me made me so excited. The at hand paroxysm swelled interior of me. My climax. My cum. She tongued my cunny faster and faster. She flicked my clitoris as she squirmed on me.

"Are you going to cum, Merita ?"I asked."Am I curing your hysteric ?"

"Yes,"she husked between poke."I 'm going to cum so hard. Oh, yes. Oh, wow, Henrietta."

A inundation of her juice squirted out of her puss and splashed into my face. I opened my oral fissure, the warm, flowery ambrosia filling my mouth. Her bowels spasmed about my finger as she bucked and shuddered atop me. I drank down her juices, marveling that she could create so practically, while I held her.

My inflammation mounted as she moaned into my cunny. She squirmed and spasmed on me, grinding her puss against my mouth. Her flood slowed and then she kept licking me, eager to give me such pleasure.

"Cum for me, Henrietta,"she panted between feverish licks."You gave me such an orgasm. Let me take back the favor. Squirt your juices into my mouth. I love them."

Her tentacles stroked my back faster and faster. I loved the tactile property of them. I groaned, my toes curling as her knife whipped my cunny to a froth. My coming built in my depths, a wonderful going to cure my hysterics.

"Oh, nobleman, this is nonplus,"I panted."Oh, yes. I ... I ..."

"Cum,"she moaned and flicked her tongue over and over against my clitoris.

My body spasmed. My cunt clenched. delight burst in the deepness so of my cunny. I moaned into her sweet sex as the paroxysm filled my trunk. I came so firmly. I bucked and shuddered, the joy crashing into my nous and ...

... carried me off into grand darkness.

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Merita smiled as the world she constructed in Henrietta 's brain to ease her into their new billet faded. She turned around, her dream-body buzzing with the pleasure of her climax. Henrietta floated naked, her body pallid and lovely, blonde pigtails hovering in the weightless void.

"You are such a beautiful fille,"Merita said, stroking her lover with hired hand and tentacles."I love your breasts. So small and cute."She could n't resist leaning down and sucking on a nipple.

Henrietta mewled, floating on the blissfulness of her orgasms. Merita smiled and kissed her lover on the lips. Then she sighed and waited for Henrietta to wake-up. Merita 's thoughts turned to her problems. She was stuck in Henrietta 's body until the girl healed. And her starship was broken. And an of import piece had fallen off.

If a human found the center first ...

Merita shuddered to think what would happen.

The earthly concern grew fainter and fainter as Henrietta came nearer and dear to consciousness. Merita hugged Henrietta 's dream consistence and smiled as the universe faded. Merita merged into Henrietta 's creative thinker, occupying a small street corner as the girl 's middle fluttered open.

*That 's it, * whispered Merita to her lover and host. *Open your eyes. It 's okeh. Do n't be afraid. I 'm in you. *

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I opened my eyes, obeying Merita 's voice voicelessness in me.

I gasped, my heart racing. I was back in the egg—no, her spaceship—and everything beeped. lightness blinked. What did they all mean ?

*They 're just alarm. My ship is broken and the computing device is trying to let me get laid. *

"Okay,"I said."You can register my sentiment ?"

*Of course. I 'm in your thinker. Merita laughed. I 'm with you. Do n't worry. The ship is n't in danger. But it is missing a piece. We 'll involve to find that. *

"What ?"I swallowed."Find what ?"

*The core. It 's entire of nanomachines. *

"Those things keeping me live ?"

*Yes. They can ... interchange thing. Mold things. If a human is exposed to them without a computing device to guide them ... * Merita shuddered in my nous. *Well, it would be bad. Do you see the panel to your right near the seat ? It has three dark-green lights and a flashing ruby one. *

I scanned across all the various panels and lights, searching for the one she said. I bit my lip and then noticed the flashing red. *Yes, I see it, Merita. *

trope flashed through my psyche of Merita pressing the green release in a certain chronological succession. *Just do that. okay. It 'll draw out the scanner. And then we 'll go find it. *

*What, tonight ? * I asked as I punched in the buttons. *It 's dark out. I ca n't do that. I have to get back to the schooltime. I 'll be in enough difficulty as it is for being out so late. *

*Trouble ? School ? *

*Yes ! * My heart and soul fluttered. *How do I get out of here ? *

*But the Congress of Racial Equality. *

*I 'll feel time to facilitate you search, O.K. ? But not tonight. I 'll get in trouble. Please, I do n't require to get a spanking. * Especially not after hearing some of the instructor would strike advantage after a spanking, touching their students inappropriately, curing their hysterics.

Doing what Merita and I had done in the dream.

*Being subject area does n't sound that bad, * purred Merita.

I blushed. She could read all my persuasion. I did n't like that one bit.

*Sorry. It ca n't be helped. *

I sighed. This was meliorate than destruction. Probably. *How do I get out of here ? *

Merita flashed instructions through my thoughts. I climbed out and the cold air shot through me. I was naked. My clothing gone, stripped off of me and stored in the ship. Merita showed me how to call up them, and I dressed, my tooth chattering and my base dancing, as fast as I could. The fog was so midst. It covered everything.

The last thing I did was twist on what Merita called a"cloak."Leaning over through the hatch, I punched in the commands on the console. And then I jumped back as the crosshatch closed. It sealed shut and the egg rippled, wavered, and then was gone.

I squeaked in fright. I reached out and felt it. My mitt slid over nothing.

*Do n't you need to get to the schooling ? * Merita asked, her voice testy. *If you have time to stroke the outside of my ship, maybe you have clock time to go encounter the core. It ca n't be too far away. I hope. *

"No, no,"I gasped out gimcrack. I put the image scanner into a air hole in my skirt than hurried out of the volcanic crater. The primer crumbled beneath my metrical foot. I held my annulus up so I did n't trip on them. Then I reached the top and ran, still holding my skirts.

I was surprised I was n't winded when I reached the school day. The visible light of the oil lamps in the windowpane made the schoolhouse radiance in the fog, illuminating it. I followed the spark and reached the vertebral column doorway. I smoothed my skirt, only a footling flushed from my travail, and strode inside, my stomach twisting.

I hope I was n't in tro—

"Etta !"

I yelped in impact. The excited voice of Tabitha greeted me. She jumped to her foundation from her seat at one of the dining room tabular array and rushed across the empty elbow room to me, her red hair bouncing about her shoulders. A relieved smiling counterpane across her lentiginose cheeks. Her arms threw around me, hugging me tight.

I could n't aid but be aware of the gentle feel of her small boob pressing on mine. I blushed to my roots and squirmed in her exuberant embrace.

"I was so worried about you,"she said."Ooh, I tried to survey, but you were so quick and the fog was so deep. I had no estimate where you went. Whatever was wrong ?"

"I ..."So a great deal had happened, I struggled to commemorate why I had even run out into the night. Discovering that a lesbian alien with tentacles had crushed behind our schoolhouse then possessed my eubstance was hard enough to conduct with."I just ... needed air. You know, a nice evening integral, as my Padre would put it."

"In this fog ?"Tabitha shook her psyche."well, Etta, I 'm just glad you 're okay."

*Why does she call you Eta ? * asked Merita.

*It 's a strange way to make a diminutive of Henrietta. *

*Diminutive ? *

*People with longer name often get them shortened as pet figure or moniker, usually used by people close to you. Friends, family. *

*Oh. Interesting. *

*I wish she would use my epithet 's proper diminutive, which his Hettie or Ettie. * I sighed.

"Are you okay, Etta ?"Tabitha cocked her head."You look like you 're concentrating on a numerical equation. School has not started yet. No need for such fierce concentration."

"Sorry, just ... thinking. Everything that 's happened today is so ... new. So unusual. Honestly, I 'm a overwhelmed."

"I understand. Let 's get to bed, get settled in, and relax. That will assist out."

Before I could answer, the extravagant missy seized my handwriting and dragged me off behind her. I yelped and hurried after her as we moved through the Charles Martin Hall. Then we climbed the stairs to the one-fifth flooring, top of the schooling. Tabitha was panting when we reached the top and gave me a funny look.

"Did you do peck of calisthenics at your endure shoal ?"

"No,"I answered as she tugged me down the Granville Stanley Hall. I frowned but before I could gather my idea, Tabitha had thrown open the doorway to our room and dragged me in. She closed it behind us.

Our way was belittled, two bottom on either side with a shared nightstand between. An oil lamp set on it, though it was unlit. The solely ignitor came from the window, dim from the fog. Tabitha struck a peer and lit the lamp adjusting the wick to grow a bright flame.

*Such primitive technology. What is it burning ? carbon fuel ? *

I ignored Merita as Tabitha began unbuttoning her blouse. I should n't be shocked. We were sharing a elbow room, so unclothe together was to be expected. But after indulging in lesbian passion with Merita, I was suddenly so aware of the feminine material body and the delights it offered. I caught my breath as her buttons worked down, exposing her chemise beneath. She stripped out of her dress, carefully hanging it in the press on her side of the way. She peeled out of her petticoats and chemise, stripping naked before me.

She was so pale, her pelt whiter than mine, with freckle dusting her shoulders and down to her small titty. Firm and round of golf, larger than mine, with pink nipples hardened by the chill in the room. Her skin pebbled from the coldness as my gaze slid down to the fiery thatch of fuzz between her thighs.

*Ooh, wow, that 's delicious, * Merita moaned. *Your yellow hair—*

*Blonde, * I corrected.

*Your blond hair is lovely, but that red. So brilliantly. Wow. I 've never seen anything like it. Your race is so favourable to bear your unknown pussy pilus. *

*Pubic hair. * My bloom intensified.

*Pubic pilus, yes. *

A hot itchiness rippled through me. My twat grew moist as Tabitha bent over, digging into the chest at the base of her closet. I stared at her round ass, more than fiery pubic hair peeking out between slender thighs. Her snatch hidden. I wanted to expose it. To campaign aside her scroll and puzzle out her. She shifted as she searched then yanked loose her nightgown. She pulled over her head, her dead body shifting as she worked the linen paper down her eubstance.

"There,"she said."That 's better. Brr, it 's a little chilly."She turned to face me and blinked."Etta, you got to get naked. And then, I think, I need your help."She flopped onto her bed, her foundation sticking out of the hindquarters of the foresightful nightgown, her nipple dimpling the fabric.

"Oh, yes,"I blushed, my finger's breadth heading to the button of my blouse.

I worked them down, staring at her feet. Her cute as they wiggled. She ran her hands up and down her nightdress, caressing her legs through it. She squirmed, color entering her cheeks as she watched me undress.

Those greenish eyes were on me. They made me tingle more, hysterics construction in my nethers. The tingles, the wriggle, the aching need to be touched and rubbed until wondrous convulsion burst inside me, spreading orgasmic delight.

But we were n't in my mind. Out here, it would be a reliable sin.

*Sin ? Such a crude concept. It 's just sex. Something that you should n't find any shame for enjoying. * Merita let out a purring laugh. *I know I felt no shame when we made love. When we gamahuched each early. I like that tidings. *

I turned away from Tabitha as I slipped my blouse off my shoulder, revealing my camisole. The chick came off, rustling over my lacy petticoats. I bent down, unlaced my shoes and pulled them off followed by my stockings. The base was cold on my bare toes.

"You 're very pretty,"Tabitha said."You 're going to be such a beautiful woman. I bet all the men want to tie you."

"You 're pretty, too,"I answered. trice of her red-furred privates flared in my mind, obscuring my vision. Merita caused that.

My cunny itched more. I squirmed. I needed to take in my hysterics cured. Maybe I could do it myself, rub my clitoris until I orgasmed. I would await for Tabitha to fall asleep and then abuse myself in silence.

I stripped off my petticoats and camisole, then quickly fished out a gown before Tabitha noticed the juice glistening on my second joint, a certain signboard I had hysteric in penury of curing. I pulled it on over my head and dashed to my bed.

"waiting, Etta."

I turned to my new friend. She bit her lip, squirming."I need your help."

"With ... ?"My motion died on my sass. I remembered her glimmering from sooner, the ones that sent me fleeing into the Nox. She wanted us to"remedy"each former 's hysterics. To engage in lesbian sin.

*Sin, * snorted Merita. *Do n't be dense. I can feel the desire you have for your champion. She is beautiful. Two females making love, curing hysterics, is something to be celebrated on my cosmos. There are those of us devoted wholly to that marvel. No male has ever caressed me with his tentacles. *

She said it with such pride as I stared at my protagonist, her finger's breadth drawing up the hem of her nightgown, exposing more and Sir Thomas More of her legs."Etta, I really demand your assist. I 'm so out of sorts. All wet and squirmy down there. Can you ... finger me ? I can help you out once you 've cured me. But I need the fit. So badly. And it 's too late to agitate the nurse. I wo n't be able to kip. And tomorrow is so very important."

The hem slipped mellow. I stood rooted, scared and aroused, wanting to go to her and wanting to flee while my eyes could n't look away from her pearl legs. more than and more than of her was revealed. And then her pubic hair ... So vivid against her picket skin, A beacon, drawing me to her.

"Yes,"I moaned and dashed to her bed, bare fleet slapping on frigidity stone.

I fell onto my knees onto the firmly mattress. My men stroked her second joint, pushing them apart, revealing her fur matted with her fervour, hints of pink peeking through the rosy forest. I breathed in her tangy musk, my backtalk salivating.

*Yes, yes, let 's savor her together, * moaned Merita.

"Etta,"gasped my friend as I buried my face hungrily into her cunny and licked.

I tongued her. I lapped at her with such fierceness. I was like a starving man finally given a fete. My work force wrapped about her as I felt her silky pubic haircloth tickle my poke and cheeks. They were so diffused. And her cunny ...

So wet. So hot. So tasty.

Her tangy juice coated my lingua. I shuddered, my snatch aching as I devoured my friend. My fingerbreadth reached down, parting her pussy lips, exposing her folds and the membrane of skin stretched over her twat 's entrance. I nuzzled at her hymen, poking my glossa a bit through one of the humble pickle before I lapped up to her clitoris.

"Etta,"she gasped."Oh, yes, you 've done this before, you naughty fille. On who ? A supporter from school ? One of the maids in your home ? Who did you cure ?"

"Merita,"I moaned between licks.

"Merita. Ooh, alien. A maid then ? Was she colored ? A mulatto ?"

"Something like that."My lips sealed on her clitoris as my fingers stroked her pussy back talk. I did n't want to talk Thomas More. I should n't have even mentioned her name, but I was so caught up in my iniquitous desires. I knew this was improper, and somehow that made it even more exciting.

My clapper swirled on her clit, caressing it like Merita had taught me. The alien whispered in my sentiment, encouraging me, savoring the pleasance. Merita felt it, too. My pussy clenched at the wicked things she whispered in my thoughts.

*That 's it. Lick her, dyke slut. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes, yes, Devour her cunny. Make her cum. Cure her hysteric with your naughty cum. Oh, she tastes so commodity. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. heed to her moan. *

*They 're wonderful, * I answered.

"Oh, wow, Etta."Tabitha 's hip joint humped against my lips."Oh, you 're so wonderful. I 'm so gladiola you 're my friend."

"Me, too."

I licked my mouth, cleaning them of her juices before diving into her kitty once more. I nibbled on Tabitha 's folds and licked at her maidenhead again, my nose nuzzling into her fiddling clitoris. Eighteen-years-old and I was turning into a tribade hussy.

My parents would be horrified.

My cunny clenched again. The hysterical pauperization to be caressed increased. If my fingers were n't busy stroking her folds as I licked up to her clitoris, I would thumb myself. I sucked on her clitoris again, loving how she gasped and bucked when I did that.

A throaty moan flare-up from her backtalk."Oh, yes, Etta. Oh, yes. I can find it coming. My ... my paroxysms. Yes, yes, heal my hysterics !"

Her voice rose a whole octave as she came, releasing a shrill shrieking. Her juice flooded tangy out of her pussy. I gulped them down, reveling in the fact I made my supporter cum. I gave her sapphic pleasure. And I loved every bit of it.

*Yes, it is so beautiful, Henrietta. Drink her juices. Oh, yes. *

"Etta,"gasped my champion. She arched her back a final time."Oh, you wonderful siren."She twined one of my pigtails about her digit."I have to avail you out. I have to cure you."

"Yes,"I moaned.

We kissed. It was so marvellous. Her lips were so soft. I was on top of her, feeling her squirm beneath me, her paw pulling up my nightgown. She nibbled on my lower lip as she bared to a greater extent and more of my legs. Then her hand were caressing me, sending gravel joy shooting up to my pussy.

She broke the kiss."Roll over. I have to thrash you. To use my tongue to open you such unfermented relief."

I nodded my head and rolled onto my back. *Oh, we 're going to bask this, * Merita purred. *It 's her initiatory time. That 's special. *

*It is, * I agreed.

Tabitha settled between my thighs, her fingerbreadth playing with my blonde coil."You 're so wet, Etta."

"So were you,"I giggled."When you had your orgasm, you drenched my face."

"I hope you taste as near as I do."Tabitha licked her mouth and lowered her head.

Her first knife swipe was hesitant, unsure. Then she sighed and licked again. And again. Each one was more confident, surer. Her finger pulled my pussy back talk apart, her tongue licking and nuzzling.

"No hymen. Who did you give it to ?"

"Merita,"I moaned."She pricked my maidenhead."

"With a dildo ?"

"Yes,"I lied."Please, just clobber me."

Her tongue pressed into my hole before she licked up to my clitoris. I groaned, a pressure swelling in my cunny. I felt so replete, like something grew inside of me. I moaned, arching my backbone as her tongue found my clitoris, sucking, nibbling.

The insistence grew. I groaned. It almost hurt. My back arched and then I gasped and it exploded out of my pussy. Tabitha gasped in impact then she shrieked. She tried to pull away, but I held her to my pussy.

Not with my paw or legs. My middle widened.

purpleness tentacles had sprouted from my cunny and wrapped about my friend 's header. Her middle were wild with fright.

My pith lurched and the populace spun about me. I had tentacles. Purple tentacles. Merita 's tentacles. What was going on ?

To be continued ...