Boarding School showdown
Chapter Two : Henrietta Possessed by the Lesbian stranger
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"... henrietta ..."

The syncope vox called to me as I floated through dark. It was womanly, conversant.

"... henrietta ..."

The spokesperson grew a little louder, whispering across the void. I tried to move my body, but I did n't let one. That should frighten 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 sensations. My cerebration darted from nurse Paige 's"medical intervention"when she cured my hysterics by licking me to a wonderful coming to my new friend Tabitha hinting we would"cure"each other of hysteric in the iniquity of our room tonight. It had frightened me. I knew it was a sin to bear on another charwoman like that.
A gay woman sin.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then I fled the school out into the evening fog. The falling principal had crashed into the earth and I found it, a ash grey 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 finger so well. Paroxysms of joy had exploded inside of me as we humped together. Her tentacles had wormed into my pulp, taking my virginity.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then she had merged into me. The fag had sunk into my chassis and ... and ... the darkness had crashed down on me. It had been too much to choose.

"... Henrietta ..."

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

"Henrietta."

It came through clearly. It sounded alien, her lip not quite pronouncing the sounds right. It was an accent mark I had never heard before. London was a ecumenical urban center. One of the world-class to get electricity. traveler across the British Empire passed through its port. And I had never heard the like.

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

fondness engulfed my soundbox. I did still bear a soundbox. I was n't just a consciousness floating in an uncreated vacancy. The heat drew me away from the nothingness. Merita 's voice guided to me, beckoning to me. I followed the fairy 's words and opened my eyes.

I was still in a void.

Only in this void I had a consistence. I blinked as I floated through a darkness more absolute than any I had ever encountered. And yet I could see my naked trunk as clear as if sunlight lit them. But there were no shadows. My small breasts and hard mammilla did n't blockade the Light Within, creating patterns.

"It 's ok,"Merita whispered.

Her tentacles were wrapped about me, purpleness against my pearl skin. The end of one played idly with the blonde scroll covering my pudenda. A hot shudder ran through my body. A hysteric itch formed between my thigh, aching for nanny Paige 's"medical treatment."I squirmed as I felt Merita pressed up behind me, her breasts diminished, her pap intemperate. Her arms wrapped about me, hands clasped over my tummy as she nuzzled her hairless grimace against my neck.

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

"Primitive ?"I squawked.

"Well, yes. You have just discovered electrical energy. You are decades away from utilizing the electromagnetic spectrum for communication. You 're only playing around with the most canonic of computational automobile. The principal means of transport is brute based."

"We have trains."

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

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

"Fairy ..."Merita said the word slowly."No, no. I am not a mythological fauna who plays tricks on your race. I am ..."She hesitated."stranger is the effective word in your language."

"You 're from another country ?"

"Planet."Merita 's deal flew out and the earthly concern blurred. A blue sphere appeared, painted with Edward Douglas White Jr., downy bits and dotted with land that was a mix of green-brown and ... My eyes widened."Is that ... ground ?"

"From orbit. Your variety are a century away from the most primitive engineering science to see this,"she said."This is your satellite. Earth."

"Are you from Mars then ? Or Urania ?"An excited catch jumped into my vocalism."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 of rules but from another star."

My eyes widened as the humanity zoomed. My tummy lurched as earth flew away, dwindling to a small spot. Then the sun became a little dot. We hurtled past tense headliner and flew through clouds of colorful dust. My eyes widened as we stopped before a blue headliner, a hazy, orange tree major planet hanging before it.

"That 's my home."

"So you 're not a fagot but an ... an alien from another satellite ?"It was too a good deal to believe. I squirmed."And you came to my 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 mind. 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 speech is so limited."

"Sorry."Then a flare pass of outrage dig through me."No. I 'm not. English is a perfectly respectable linguistic process. And what do you mean by possession ? Are you controlling my body ?"

"No, no. I had to commingle with you. Do you think of falling down the crater ?"

I nodded my head.

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

I shook my head.

"Well, they 're little ... zombie. And they are inside of you fixing the wound, but your torso 's resistant arrangement rejected them. They have n't fixed you yet, only created temporary worker heart so you can actuate and breathe and not die. If I did n't merge with you, your eubstance would ingest rejected the help and died. So long as we 're one, the nanomachines will fix you."

"Are you sure you 're not a fairy ?"I asked, my header 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 upgrade science."

"And you 're in me now ?"

"Uh-huh."

"And this is all my imagination ?"

"Yes it is."

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

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

I gasped as the tentacle playing with my gold pubic haircloth slid down between my legs and rubbed at my twat. pleasance tingled through me. My plication instantly grew wet as the rubbery appendage stroked me. My pap ached and I squirmed, suddenly so aware of her nipples poking me in the back.

Hard nipples.

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

"Amazing,"she purred, her vocalisation husky."Mmm, you are beautiful. Your hair is so wonderful."

Her tentacle brushed one of my blond pigtails. I only answered with a moan, trembling as she rubbed harder and firmly at my clitoris. My toes curled as I squirmed again. Her touch was Delicious, teasing me, stroking me, driving me so wild.

"Y-you 're making me sense so strange. You 're causing me to own hysterics."

"Such a curious way to say you 're horny,"Merita purred, her glossa licking my ear."I like it. I 'll heal your hysteric, yes. I 'll make you cum. Relax you so you can find alertness again."

I let out a groan as her tentacle moved from my clit to my slit. It rubbed up and down against my wet anatomy. The pleasance rippled out of my sex and through my physical structure. I gasped, arching my back, pressing into her breasts. Her lips nibbled on my ear then she nuzzled at my cervix, kissing and licking, while her other tentacles caressed my body.

It was terrific. Everywhere her tentacles brushed me sent tingling rush across my peel. They caress my stomach and thighs, my weaponry and chest. One wrapped about my pocket-size boob, squeezing it, exciting my mammilla at the tip. Her tentacle 's tip flicked at my intemperately nipple.

I gasped,"Merita."

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

"Yes,"I moaned in accord, her tentacle rubbing harder at my kitty-cat.

My succus slicked her tentacle. It slid faster and faster up and down my slit. My optic 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 backrest of my neck opening. They were so soft and ardent and wet. Everywhere they touched me sent flutters of delight through my dead body. My fingers clenched as she kissed lower, reaching my acantha, following it down between my shoulder blades. She licked and nuzzled, teasing me.

It was delicious.

"Merita,"I groaned."Oh, your tentacles ... Your touch ... They 're wonderful. Oh, yes. Oh, wow. I did not think such delectation could exist."

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

Her lips kissed low-pitched. I trembled every time she took a quick salt lick up my spine. I shivered, the sensations running all the way down to my kitty-cat teased by her tentacle. Others played with my pap, flicking them and rubbing slow set about them. Her tentacles constricted about my body, squeezing and relaxing as Merita grew more excited.

She had four tentacles. Two played with my pap and the third wiggled at the entry of my pussy. The one-fourth brushed my mouth. I kissed it, savoring the rubbery texture. My tongue 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 tongue about her tentacle then kissed the tip, sucking briefly."

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

They were n't. Our men could be so barbaric. They lacked the gentle person of my sex. Merita had the same feminine, touchy 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 deepness. Her tentacle undulated interior of me. It swelled and constricted, stretching me wider undecided. My mouth opened wide as I groaned. Her former tentacle slid into my oral fissure. I sucked on it and moaned as she fucked her appendage into my pussy.

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

I shuddered at her word. It was so precious and soiled all at the same time. Cunny. My cunny contracted on her pussy as her lips nuzzled lower down my consistence. Her hands slid down, stroking my hips then the cheeks of my stern. I gasped as she pried them apart.

And then her sassing nuzzled down into my gap. I shuddered in the embrace of her tentacles as she worked closer and closer to my anatomical sphincter. Did n't she know how dirty it was there ? What was she doing ? Why would she lap up me there ?

I gasped about the tentacle piece of tail in and out of my mouth as her tongue swirled about my crumple sphincter. My butt end clenched, trying to wedge shut but her fingers kept them pried apart. She giggled, her tentacle fucking deeper into my pussy as she tongued me.

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

I could only squirm and groan as she wiggled her lingua like a minuscule tentacle into my intestine. My eye widened. I sucked so operose on her tentacle reaming my mouth while my pussy clenched on the member sliding in and out of my wet depths.

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

I wanted to scream out my growing pleasure.

"Mmm, yes, so tasty,"she moaned between licks."And your twat is growing so hot and wet. Are you going to cum ? Have your convulsion ? Am I about to heal your hysterics ?"

If I could speak, I would give birth shouted :"Yes."

All the deviant sensations built in the nub of my sex. My eyes rolled back in my fountainhead as I trembled. My cunny clenched and relaxed on her undulating tentacle. Strange, burning pleasure radiated from my bowels. My nipples ached. And her tentacle felt so fond 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 sphincter, sucking. I bucked in her embrace. Her fingers caressed my incline. Her tentacles flicked my nipples. howling sense experience crashed through me.

I came.

Awe inspiring paroxysms of delight spasmed out of my cunny. My flesh convulsed about her tentacle as the wave of bliss washed through me. I groaned as she cured my hysteric. The rapture reached my mind. Stars danced through the wickedness vacuum as I trembled.

"Yes, yes, yes, so beneficial,"moaned Merita."Keep sucking on my tentacle while your cunny massages the other. Oh, Henrietta. You 're so stupefy. I love your physical structure. Oh, yes. Oh, wow."

We cured each former 's hysterics. It was amazing. I trembled and gasped. The joy peaked in me. I floated on it, held by her tentacles, then groaned as the bliss receded. I shuddered a final time, my cunny catching on her withdrawing extremity.

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

"Good,"Merita grinned. She had floated around me, now facing me. She pressed her body to mine, boob to breast, cunny to cunny, back talk to lips.

We kissed. I closed my eyes, her arms and tentacles holding me. My hand stroked her binding up to her bald heading, loving how she felt as I humped my cunny into her kitty. My clitoris ached. The hysteric flutters built in my venter 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 lap each former 's cunnies ?"

My eyes widened. I remembered the pleasance of nursemaid Leroy Robert Paige licking through mine. It had felt so wonderful and sinful. I knew it was wrong if we did it. But was this even real ? It was like a aspiration. I could n't sin in my dreams.

"Yes !"

I was eager to taste her. To savor my first slit. Would she be different than a human being 's ? Than Tabitha 's ? I trembled as Merita 's tentacles turned us. They still gripped me, caressing me as she hovered over me, her ramification feast. I caught my breathing space as I stared at the over-embellished bend of her snatch. They were darker than her form, and swollen. succus glistened and beaded on them.

I felt that same, wet heat adorning my own nethers. Were my pussy lips swollen like that ? Engorged by my passion ? Was that what caused the fluttering itching between my thighs just begging for person to touch and ease my hysterics ?

Maybe.

I breathed her in. She smelled flowery, like nectar. I moaned as her tentacles pulled our torso together. Her second joint slipped around my mind and her head slipped between my thigh. I felt her warm breather caressing my pussy.

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

And then were banished by her licking tongue.

I groaned,"Merita,"as her tongue slid through my folds. It was a slacken, entitle lick. It was so dissimilar from her rubbery tentacles. Her tongue was smaller, wetter. I gasped as she brushed the entrance to my cunt 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 pussy brim against my mouth. I tasted her. Flowery and sweet. My glossa licked out through her crimp. My heart widened. My finger's breadth tightened on her back as I slid through her sheep pen. She tasted wonderful. Her juices were thicker than water, almost creamy. They clung to my lips and dribbled down my Kuki as I licked her again and again.

She sighed into my pussy. 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 wonderful hearing my name from her spokesperson. My thighs pressed on her round, bare head as her tongue dug deep into my puss. She flicked my clitoris and wonderful sparks exploded through me.

I had to return the party favour. I found her clitoris and licked the empurpled nub. It throbbed against my clapper and she shuddered and shivered. She sucked harder on my nub, licking me, loving me. It was amazing. I slid my manus up to grasp her ass as I sucked her button into my oral fissure. I nibbled on it, loving how she bucked and responded.

"Henrietta, yes,"she moaned, squirming as I kneaded her butt. I loved how her cheeks felt in my hand. I clenched, pulling her twat down on me and shoving my tongue into her hole. 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 tongue drove that thought from my mind. She slid through my folds then nibbled on my mouth. I gasped and shuddered, squirming more, drinking in the adept. 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 hoi polloi. So odorous and salty."

"You taste like flowers."

She giggled then rammed her knife deep into my puss, fucking it in and out of me. I gasped and bucked, pressing my mammilla hard into her stomach. Wonderful flapping shot through me down to my pussy. My fingers clenched on her asshole.

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

"Henrietta,"she gasped, her voice wonderfully throaty, as I wormed my finger's breadth into her bowels. My finger sank up to the knuckle. She was so warm and tight and pugnacious. 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 early while I fingered her asshole. I wormed my tongue deep into her pussycat as my finger pumped faster and faster in her. She squirmed More and more, clenching on my digit and moaning into my pussy.

The way she shuddered on me made me so excited. The impending paroxysm swelled inside of me. My orgasm. My cum. She tongued my cunny faster and faster. She flicked my button as she squirmed on me.

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

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

A flood of her succus squirted out of her pussy and splashed into my face. I opened my mouth, the warm, flowery nectar filling my sass. Her bowels spasmed about my finger as she bucked and shuddered atop me. I drank down her juices, marveling that she could bring out so a good deal, while I held her.

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

"Cum for me, Henrietta,"she panted between feverous lap."You gave me such an orgasm. Let me deliver the favor. force out your juices into my mouth. I love them."

Her tentacles stroked my back faster and faster. I loved the smell of them. I groaned, my toes curling as her clapper whipped my cunny to a froth. My orgasm built in my deepness, a grand exit to heal my hysterics.

"Oh, Lord, this is bewilder,"I panted."Oh, yes. I ... I ..."

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

My organic structure spasmed. My twat clenched. delight volley in the depth so of my cunny. I moaned into her gratifying sex as the paroxysms filled my body. I came so heavy. I bucked and shuddered, the delight crashing into my nous and ...

... carried me off into wonderful darkness.

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Merita smiled as the human beings she constructed in Henrietta 's mind to ease her into their new situation faded. She turned around, her dream-body buzzing with the joy of her orgasm. Henrietta floated naked, her organic structure blanch and lovely, blonde pigtails hovering in the weightless void.

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

Henrietta mewled, floating on the bliss of her climax. Merita smiled and kissed her lover on the mouth. 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 little girl healed. And her spaceship was broken. And an significant slice had fallen off.

If a human found the core first ...

Merita shuddered to think what would encounter.

The humanity grew fainter and fainter as Henrietta came nearer and nearer to consciousness. Merita hugged Henrietta 's dream body and smiled as the world faded. Merita merged into Henrietta 's mind, occupying a small niche as the girlfriend 's eyes fluttered open.

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

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I opened my middle, obeying Merita 's interpreter whispering in me.

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

* They 're just alarms. My ship is broken and the data processor is trying to let me get laid. *

"Okay,"I said."You can read my thought ?"

* Of line. I 'm in your mind. Merita laughed. I 'm with you. Do n't occupy. The ship is n't in risk. But it is missing a piece. We 'll need to rule that. *

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

* The centre. It 's full of nanomachines. *

"Those thing keeping me animated ?"

* Yes. They can ... change things. clay sculpture things. If a human being is exposed to them without a information processing system to manoeuver them ... * Merita shuddered in my intellect. * fountainhead, it would be bad. Do you see the panel to your right near the can ? It has three unripened twinkle and a flash ruby one. *

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

Images flashed through my mind of Merita pressing the green buttons in a certain sequence. * Just do that. okeh. It 'll pull out the image scanner. And then we 'll go find out it. *

* What, tonight ? * I asked as I punched in the push. * It 's drear out. I ca n't do that. I have to get back to the school. I 'll be in plenty trouble as it is for being out so late. *

* problem ? School ? *

* Yes ! * My nub fluttered. * How do I get out of here ? *

* But the CORE. *

* I 'll find prison term to facilitate you explore, okay ? But not tonight. I 'll get in trouble. Please, I do n't need to get a spanking. * Especially not after hearing some of the teacher would submit advantage after a spanking, touching their students inappropriately, curing their hysterics.

Doing what Merita and I had done in the dream.

* organism discipline does n't sound that bad, * purred Merita.

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

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

I sighed. This was better than demise. Probably. * How do I get out of here ? *

Merita flashed operating instructions through my mentation. I climbed out and the low temperature air shot through me. I was naked. My article of clothing gone, stripped off of me and stored in the ship. Merita showed me how to retrieve them, and I dressed, my teeth chattering and my feet dancing, as fast as I could. The fog was so thick. It covered everything.

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

I squeaked in fearfulness. I reached out and felt it. My hand slid over nothing.

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

"No, no,"I gasped out loud. I put the scanner into a sack in my skirt than hurried out of the crater. The ground crumbled beneath my understructure. I held my skirt 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. The luminosity of the oil lamps in the window made the school radiance in the fog, illuminating it. I followed the lights and reached the back door. I smoothed my dame, only a little reddened from my exertion, and strode inside, my stomach twisting.

I hope I was n't in tro—

"Etta !"

I yelped in shock. The commove voice of Tabitha greeted me. She jumped to her feet from her stern at one of the dining way table and rushed across the vacate room to me, her red hair bouncing about her berm. A relieved smile scatter across her lentiginose cheeks. Her arms threw around me, hugging me tight.

I could n't help but be aware of the lenient spirit of her diminished bosom 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 follow, but you were so quick and the fog was so loggerheaded. I had no idea where you went. Whatever was wrong ?"

"I ..."So much had happened, I struggled to remember why I had even run out into the dark. Discovering that a lesbian alien with tentacles had crushed behind our school day then possessed my torso was hard enough to deal with."I just ... needed air. You know, a nice evening constitutional, as my father would put it."

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

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

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

* Diminutive ? *

* the great unwashed with longsighted public figure often get them shortened as pet public figure or nicknames, usually used by mass close to you. Friends, kinsperson. *

* Oh. Interesting. *

* I wish she would use my name '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 mathematical par. schooltime has not started yet. No demand for such vehement concentration."

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

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

Before I could answer, the exuberant girl seized my hand and dragged me off behind her. I yelped and hurried after her as we moved through the student residence. Then we climbed the stair to the fifth base, top of the school. Tabitha was panting when we reached the top and gave me a funny look.

"Did you do flock of callisthenics at your finally schoolhouse ?"

"No,"I answered as she tugged me down the hall. I frowned but before I could assemble my thoughts, Tabitha had thrown open the door to our room and dragged me in. She closed it behind us.

Our room was pocket-sized, two beds on either side with a shared nightstand between. An oil lamp set on it, though it was unlit. The only light came from the windowpane, dim from the fog. Tabitha struck a catch and lit the lamp adjusting the taper to get a shiny flame.

* Such crude applied science. 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 room, so strip down together was to be expected. But after indulging in lesbian passionateness with Merita, I was suddenly so aware of the feminine form and the delectation it offered. I caught my breath as her clitoris worked down, exposing her chemise beneath. She stripped out of her dress, carefully hanging it in the wardrobe on her English of the room. She peeled out of her petticoat and chemise, stripping naked before me.

She was so picket, her tegument whiter than mine, with freckle dusting her shoulders and down to her modest boob. Firm and round, bigger than mine, with pink nipples hardened by the frisson in the way. Her skin pebbled from the cold as my regard slid down to the fiery thatch of hair between her thighs.

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

* blonde, * I corrected.

* Your blonde hair is lovely, but that red. So shining. Wow. I 've never seen anything like it. Your race is so lucky to give birth your unusual kitty hair. *

* Pubic hair. * My blush intensified.

* Pubic hair, yes. *

A hot itch rippled through me. My pussy grew moist as Tabitha bent over, digging into the bureau at the root word of her closet. I stared at her rhythm ass, more fiery pubic hairsbreadth peeking out between slender second joint. Her pussy hidden. I wanted to expose it. To push aside her ringlet and lick her. She shifted as she searched then jerk free her night-robe. She pulled over her head word, her consistence shifting as she worked the linen paper down her body.

"There,"she said."That 's good. Brr, it 's a footling chilly."She turned to look me and blinked."Etta, you got to get naked. And then, I think, I need your help."She flopped onto her bed, her feet sticking out of the bottom of the inning of the long nightgown, her nipples dimpling the fabric.

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

I worked them down, staring at her feet. Her cute as they wiggled. She ran her hands up and down her nightgown, caressing her ramification through it. She squirmed, colouring entering her cheek as she watched me undress.

Those green eyes were on me. They made me prickle more, hysterics edifice in my nethers. The tingles, the squirms, the aching need to be touched and rubbed until rattling convulsion burst inside me, spreading orgasmic delight.

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

* Sin ? Such a primitive conception. It 's just sex. Something that you should n't feel any shame for enjoying. * Merita let out a purring gag. * I know I felt no ignominy when we made dearest. When we gamahuched each former. I like that password. *

I turned away from Tabitha as I slipped my blouse off my shoulder joint, revealing my camisole. The doll came off, rustling over my lacy half-slip. I bent down, unbuttoned my shoes and pulled them off followed by my stockings. The level 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 wed you."

"You 're fairly, too,"I answered. twinkling of her red-furred genitalia flared in my mind, obscuring my vision. Merita caused that.

My cunny itched more. I squirmed. I needed to have my hysterics cured. Maybe I could do it myself, rub my clit until I orgasmed. I would look for Tabitha to devolve asleep and then ill-use myself in silence.

I stripped off my petticoats and camisole, then quickly fished out a nightgown before Tabitha noticed the juices glistening on my thighs, a certain sign I had hysterics in need of curing. I pulled it on over my fountainhead and dashed to my bed.

"Wait, Etta."

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

"With ... ?"My doubt died on my lips. I remembered her intimations from early, the ones that sent me fleeing into the night. She wanted us to"cure"each other 's hysterics. To charter in lesbian sin.

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

She said it with such superbia as I stared at my Friend, her digit drawing up the hem of her nightdress, exposing more and Sir Thomas More of her pegleg."Etta, I really need your help. I 'm so out of sorts. All wet and squirmy down there. Can you ... thumb me ? I can aid you out once you 've cured me. But I need the paroxysms. So badly. And it 's too late to rouse the nurse. I wo n't be able to sleep. And tomorrow is so very important."

The hem slipped higher. I stood rooted, scared and aroused, wanting to go to her and wanting to flee while my eyes could n't front away from her off-white stage. More and more of her was revealed. And then her pubic whisker ... So undimmed against her blench tegument, A beacon fire, drawing me to her.

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

I fell onto my stifle onto the hard mattress. My hands stroked her thighs, pushing them apart, revealing her fur matted with her inflammation, hints of pink peeking through the rose-cheeked forest. I breathed in her lemony musk, my mouth salivating.

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

"Etta,"gasped my Friend as I buried my facial expression 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 hands wrapped about her as I felt her silky pubic hair thrill my horn in and brass. They were so soft. And her cunny ...

So wet. So hot. So tasty.

Her tangy juice coated my glossa. I shuddered, my pussy aching as I devoured my Friend. My fingers reached down, parting her pussy sassing, exposing her folds and the tissue layer of hide stretched over her pussy 's entrance. I nuzzled at her virginal membrane, poking my knife a bit through one of the small holes before I lapped up to her clitoris.

"Etta,"she gasped."Oh, yes, you 've done this before, you naughty miss. On who ? A ally from school day ? One of the amah in your rest home ? Who did you cure ?"

"Merita,"I moaned between licks.

"Merita. Ooh, exotic. A maidservant then ? Was she colored ? A mulatto ?"

"Something like that."My lips sealed on her clitoris as my fingers stroked her pussy mouth. I did n't want to lecture to a greater extent. I should n't have even mentioned her name, but I was so caught up in my sinful desires. I knew this was wrong, and somehow that made it even more exciting.

My tongue swirled on her clitoris, caressing it like Merita had taught me. The extraterrestrial being whispered in my sentiment, encouraging me, savoring the pleasance. Merita felt it, too. My slit clenched at the severe things she whispered in my thoughts.

* That 's it. punch her, dyke slut. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes, yes, Devour her cunny. Make her cum. heal her hysteric with your naughty cum. Oh, she tastes so good. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. Listen to her moans. *

* They 're wonderful, * I answered.

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

"Me, too."

I licked my sassing, cleaning them of her juices before diving into her pussy once more. I nibbled on Tabitha 's flexure and licked at her maidenhead again, my olfactory organ nuzzling into her little clitoris. Eighteen-years-old and I was turning into a lesbian hussy.

My parents would be horrified.

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

A throaty moan burst from her brim."Oh, yes, Etta. Oh, yes. I can feel it coming. My ... my paroxysms. Yes, yes, cure my hysterics !"

Her voice rose a whole octave as she came, releasing a shrill scream. Her juice flooded tangy out of her kitty. I gulped them down, reveling in the fact I made my booster cum. I gave her gay woman joy. And I loved every mo of it.

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

"Etta,"gasped my friend. She arched her back a final time."Oh, you wonderful siren."She twined one of my pigtails about her finger."I have to help oneself you out. I have to heal you."

"Yes,"I moaned.

We kissed. It was so marvelous. Her lips were so voiced. I was on top of her, feeling her squirm beneath me, her script pulling up my nightdress. She nibbled on my downhearted lip as she bared more than and to a greater extent of my legs. Then her hands were caressing me, sending stick pleasure shooting up to my pussy.

She broke the kiss."scroll over. I have to work out you. To use my tongue to feed you such sweet relief."

I nodded my head and rolled onto my back. * Oh, we 're going to enjoy this, * Merita purred. * It 's her first metre. That 's extra. *

* It is, * I agreed.

Tabitha settled between my thigh, her fingerbreadth playing with my blond 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 in effect as I do."Tabitha licked her lips and lowered her head.

Her first knife swipe was hesitating, unsure. Then she sighed and licked again. And again. Each one was more confident, surer. Her fingers pulled my cunt lips apart, her natural language lacing and nuzzling.

"No virginal membrane. Who did you apply it to ?"

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

"With a dildo ?"

"Yes,"I lied."Please, just lick 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 full, like something grew inside of me. I moaned, arching my backrest as her tongue found my button, sucking, nibbling.

The force per unit area grew. I groaned. It almost trauma. My back arched and then I gasped and it exploded out of my pussy. Tabitha gasped in electric shock then she shrieked. She tried to pluck away, but I held her to my pussy.

Not with my hands or legs. My eyes widened.

purple tentacles had sprouted from my cunny and wrapped about my friend 's head teacher. Her eyes were wild with fright.

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

To be continued ...