Boarding school day skirmish
Chapter Two : Henrietta Possessed by the tribade Alien
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"... henrietta ..."

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

"... henrietta ..."

The articulation grew a little louder, whispering across the nullity. I tried to go my trunk, but I did n't stimulate one. That should frighten me, but it did n't. I imagined I frowned as I struggled to realise what was happening.

"... henrietta ..."

I was at Kensington Boarding school overwhelmed by all the strange, new wizard. My thoughts darted from nurse Paige 's"medical discussion"when she cured my hysterics by licking me to a terrific orgasm to my new friend Tabitha hinting we would"curative"each former of hysteric in the dark of our elbow room tonight. It had frightened me. I knew it was a sin to touch another woman like that.
A gay woman sin.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then I fled the school out into the evening fog. The falling star had crashed into the worldly concern and I found it, a Ag 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. fit 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 figure and ... and ... the swarthiness had crashed down on me. It had been too a great deal to take aim.

"... Henrietta ..."

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

"Henrietta."

It came through clearly. It sounded alien, her oral cavity not quite pronouncing the sound right. It was an accent I had never heard before. London was a cosmopolitan metropolis. One of the showtime to get electricity. Travelers across the British people conglomerate passed through its port. And I had never heard the like.

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

Warmth engulfed my organic structure. I did still receive a soundbox. I was n't just a consciousness floating in an uncreated nullity. The warmth drew me away from the void. Merita 's voice guided to me, beckoning to me. I followed the fagot 's parole and opened my eyes.

I was still in a void.

Only in this vacuum I had a eubstance. I blinked as I floated through a darkness to a greater extent infrangible than any I had ever encountered. And yet I could see my au naturel physical structure as clear as if sunlight lit them. But there were no dark. My minor chest and hard nipples did n't occlude the light, creating patterns.

"It 's alright,"Merita whispered.

Her tentacles were wrapped about me, purple against my off-white skin. The end of one played idly with the blonde Robert Curl covering my pudenda. A hot shudder ran through my body. A hysterical urge formed between my thigh, aching for Nurse Satchel Paige 's"medical treatment."I squirmed as I felt Merita pressed up behind me, her breasts pocket-size, her nipple hard. Her arms wrapped about me, hands clasped over my stomach as she nuzzled her hairless face against my neck.

"Shhh, it 's all right. You were overwhelmed. That 's to be expected from such a rude species."

"primitive ?"I squawked.

"Well, yes. You have just discovered electricity. You are tenner away from utilizing the electromagnetic spectrum for communication. You 're only playing around with the most introductory of computational machines. The basal substance of rapture is animal based."

"We have trains."

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

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

"poove ..."Merita said the word of honor slowly."No, no. I am not a mythological creature who plays thaumaturgy on your race. I am ..."She hesitated."unknown is the best word in your language."

"You 're from another commonwealth ?"

"Planet."Merita 's helping hand flew out and the world blurred. A blue sphere appeared, painted with bloodless, flossy mo and dotted with Land that was a mix of green-brown and ... My middle widened."Is that ... Earth ?"

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

"Are you from Mars then ? Or Venus ?"An excited pinch jumped into my voice."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 man zoomed. My stomach lurched as earth flew away, dwindling to a minuscule point. Then the sun became a little dot. We hurtled retiring star topology and flew through swarm of colorful dust. My eye 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 alien from another planet ?"It was too a lot to believe. I squirmed."And you came to my major planet in your egg."

"Spaceship."She hesitated."I crashed, actually. There was a mishap. I 'm stuck here until I can repair my ship. If I can revivify 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 on. You 're lyric is so limited."

"Sorry."Then a flare of indignation shot through me."No. I 'm not. English language is a perfectly unspoiled language. And what do you mean 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.

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

I shook my head.

"Well, they 're piddling ... automatons. And they are inside of you fixing the wound, but your body 's immune system rejected them. They have n't fixed you yet, only created temporary nervus so you can incite and breathe and not die. If I did n't merge with you, your body would consume 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 head reeling. Immune system ? Little automatons inside of me. Like those windup flirt clockmakers build ?"Because that sounds like magic."

"It 's not. It 's skill. Very, very pass on science."

"And you 're in me now ?"

"Uh-huh."

"And this is all my resourcefulness ?"

"Yes it is."

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

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

I gasped as the tentacle acting with my aureate pubic hair's-breadth slid down between my legs and rubbed at my pussy. delight tingled through me. My folds instantly grew wet as the rubbery extremity stroked me. My mamilla ached and I squirmed, suddenly so cognisant of her nipples poking me in the back.

Hard nipples.

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

"Amazing,"she purred, her articulation Eskimo dog."Mmm, you are beautiful. Your hair's-breadth is so wonderful."

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

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

"Such a rummy way to say you 're ruttish,"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 see sleeplessness again."

I let out a moan as her tentacle moved from my clitoris to my twat. It rubbed up and down against my wet flesh. The pleasance rippled out of my sex and through my body. I gasped, arching my back, pressing into her tit. Her lips nibbled on my ear then she nuzzled at my neck, kissing and licking, while her former tentacles caressed my body.

It was rattling. Everywhere her tentacles brushed me sent tingling rushing across my peel. They caress my stomach and second joint, my weapon and bureau. One wrapped about my small breast, squeezing it, exciting my nipple at the tip. Her tentacle 's tip flicked at my grueling nipple.

I gasped,"Merita."

"Yes, yes, just revel. Let us 'cure'each former. Mmm, you are such a beaut. You make me sense all hysterical and in pauperism of such sweet release."

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

My succus slicked her tentacle. It slid faster and faster up and down my pussy. My center fluttered at the rattling delectation that coursed through me. I moaned again, another cramp rushing through my body.

And then her backtalk kissed around to the binding of my neck. They were so easy and warm and wet. Everywhere they touched me sent flap of delight through my physical structure. My fingers clenched as she kissed miserable, reaching my spine, following it down between my shoulder blade. 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 imagine such delights could exist."

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

Her backtalk kissed small. I trembled every time she took a quick lick up my spinal column. I shivered, the sensations running all the way down to my pussy teased by her tentacle. Others played with my nipples, flicking them and rubbing slow circles about them. Her tentacles constricted about my consistency, squeezing and relaxing as Merita grew more excited.

She had four tentacles. Two played with my mamilla and the third wiggled at the ingress of my pussy. The fourthly brushed my mouth. I kissed it, savoring the rubbery texture. My glossa 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 clapper about her tentacle then kissed the tip, sucking briefly."

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

They were n't. Our men could be so barbaric. They lacked the entitle souls of my sex. Merita had the same feminine, touchy energy. She was n't bestial. 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 profoundness. Her tentacle undulated interior of me. It swelled and constricted, stretching me wider open. My backtalk 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 look of your cunny wrapped about my tentacle."

I shuddered at her word. It was so cunning and filthy all at the same sentence. Cunny. My cunny contracted on her puss as her brim nuzzled lower down my body. Her hands slid down, stroking my hips then the cheeks of my buttocks. I gasped as she pried them apart.

And then her sass nuzzled down into my gap. I shuddered in the embrace of her tentacles as she worked closer and closer to my sphincter. Did n't she know how ill-gotten it was there ? What was she doing ? Why would she thrash me there ?

I gasped about the tentacle fucking in and out of my lip as her tongue swirled about my puckered sphincter. My cigarette clenched, trying to squeeze shut but her finger's breadth kept them pried apart. She giggled, her tentacle fucking deeper into my pussy as she tongued me.

"Mmm, such a dour, vulgar spirit. I like the preference of your ass, Henrietta. So good."

I could only squirm and moan as she wiggled her spit like a small tentacle into my bowels. My heart widened. I sucked so hard on her tentacle reaming my lip while my pussy clenched on the appendage sliding in and out of my wet depths.

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

I wanted to call out my growing pleasure.

"Mmm, yes, so tasty,"she moaned between poke."And your pussy is growing so hot and wet. Are you going to cum ? Have your fit ? Am I about to cure your hysteric ?"

If I could speak, I would bear shouted :"Yes."

All the pervert maven built in the core group 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 gut. My nipples ached. And her tentacle felt so warm and rubbery in my mouth, such a delight for my natural language 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 digit caressed my face. Her tentacles flicked my mamilla. fantastic sensations crashed through me.

I came.

Awe inspiring fit of delight spasmed out of my cunny. My form convulsed about her tentacle as the waves of blissfulness washed through me. I groaned as she cured my hysterics. The rapture reached my mind. Stars danced through the dark void as I trembled.

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

We cured each other 's hysterics. It was amazing. I trembled and gasped. The pleasance peaked in me. I floated on it, held by her tentacles, then groaned as the cloud nine receded. I shuddered a final sentence, my cunny contracting on her withdrawing process.

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

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

We kissed. I closed my eyes, her arms and tentacles holding me. My hand stroked her dorsum up to her bald head, loving how she felt as I humped my cunny into her kitty-cat. My button ached. The hysteric flap built in my stomach 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 figure out each early 's cunnies ?"

My eyes widened. I remembered the pleasure of nursemaid Paige licking through mine. It had felt so marvelous and sinful. I knew it was legal injury if we did it. But was this even real ? It was like a dream. I could n't sin in my dreams.

"Yes !"

I was eagre to taste her. To taste my first pussy. Would she be different 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 legs spread. I caught my hint as I stared at the empurpled plica of her cunt. They were darker than her flesh, and swollen. Juices glistened and beaded on them.

I felt that same, wet rut adorning my own nethers. Were my kitty rim swollen like that ? Engorged by my passion ? Was that what caused the fluttering itches between my thigh just begging for someone to rival and still my hysterics ?

Maybe.

I breathed her in. She smelled flowery, like nectar. I moaned as her tentacles pulled our dead body together. Her thighs slipped around my head and her head slipped between my second joint. I felt her warm breath caressing my pussy.

I groaned and hugged her with my implements of war. I caressed her back as my nipples pressed into her stomach. Her mamilla rubbed on mine. I licked my lips, staring at her pussy, wanting to drub 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 enquiry 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 slow, gentle lick. It was so different from her rubbery tentacles. Her glossa was little, wetter. I gasped as she brushed the ingress to my pussy before pushing her glossa in like she had into my bowels.

The pleasure rippled through me. I groaned and pulled harder on her, forcing her slit lips against my backtalk. I tasted her. Flowery and sweet. My lingua licked out through her fold. My eyes widened. My fingers tightened on her back as I slid through her folds. She tasted fantastic. Her juices were thicker than piss, almost creamy. They clung to my rim and dribbled down my chin 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 public figure from her voice. My thighs pressed on her beat, unsheathed foreland as her tongue dug deep into my slit. She flicked my clitoris and wonderful sparkle exploded through me.

I had to return the party favour. I found her clitoris and licked the purple nub. It throbbed against my glossa and she shuddered and shivered. She sucked harder on my nub, licking me, loving me. It was amazing. I slid my manpower up to get the picture her ass as I sucked her clitoris into my lip. 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 pussycat 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 plication then nibbled on my sassing. I gasped and shuddered, squirming more, drinking in the sense. I copied her, sucking on her labia, driving her wild.

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

"You, too. You taste amazing. So different than my multitude. So sweet and salty."

"You taste like flowers."

She giggled then rammed her tongue deep into my snatch, fucking it in and out of me. I gasped and bucked, pressing my nipples hard into her venter. howling disturbance shot through me down to my pussy. My finger clenched on her asshole.

Then I smiled as I licked through her crease. My finger's breadth ventured in between her butt-cheeks. I found her sphincter, touching it, not caring that it was dirty. We were in a dream. nix here was material. Nothing here was a sin.

"Henrietta,"she gasped, her voice wonderfully throaty, as I wormed my finger into her bowels. My digit sank up to the knuckle. She was so warm and tight and rough. She clenched down on it."Oh, yes. That 's so pixilated. 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 asshole. I wormed my tongue deep into her twat as my digit 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 at hand fit 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 hysterics ?"

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

A flood of her juices squirted out of her pussy and splashed into my face. I opened my mouthpiece, the warm, flowery nectar filling my oral fissure. Her intestine spasmed about my digit as she bucked and shuddered atop me. I drank down her juices, marveling that she could acquire so a good deal, while I held her.

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

"Cum for me, Henrietta,"she panted between hectic lick."You gave me such an coming. Let me deliver the favor. Squirt your juices into my mouth. I love them."

Her tentacles stroked my back faster and faster. I loved the feel of them. I groaned, my toes curling as her tongue whipped my cunny to a froth. My coming built in my astuteness, a wonderful release to cure my hysterics.

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

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

My physical structure spasmed. My puss clenched. Pleasure burst in the deepness so of my cunny. I moaned into her sweet sex as the convulsion filled my body. I came so surd. I bucked and shuddered, the delight crashing into my psyche and ...

... carried me off into wonderful darkness.

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

"You are such a beautiful missy,"Merita said, stroking her lover with hands and tentacles."I love your bosom. So minor and cute."She could n't hold out leaning down and sucking on a nipple.

Henrietta mewled, floating on the bliss 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 spaceship was broken. And an important piece of music had fallen off.

If a human found the inwardness first ...

Merita shuddered to reckon what would happen.

The world grew fainter and fainter as Henrietta came nearer and closer to consciousness. Merita hugged Henrietta 's aspiration body and smiled as the universe faded. Merita merged into Henrietta 's creative thinker, occupying a small corner as the girl 's eyes fluttered undecided.

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

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I opened my eye, obeying Merita 's vox susurration in me.

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

* They 're just alarms. My ship is broken and the computer is trying to let me know. *

"Okay,"I said."You can study my thoughts ?"

* Of course. I 'm in your creative thinker. Merita laughed. I 'm with you. Do n't concern. The ship is n't in danger. But it is missing a objet d'art. We 'll need to find that. *

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

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

"Those things keeping me live ?"

* Yes. They can ... commute things. Mold things. If a human is exposed to them without a computer to manoeuvre them ... * Merita shuddered in my judgement. * wellspring, it would be bad. Do you see the panel to your rightfield near the seat ? It has three green lights and a flashing crimson one. *

I scanned across all the several control board and lights, 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 idea of Merita pressing the William Green button in a certain chronological succession. * Just do that. Okay. It 'll pull out the scanner. And then we 'll go find it. *

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

* Trouble ? School ? *

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

* But the core. *

* I 'll find sentence to help you research, okay ? But not tonight. I 'll get in hassle. Please, I do n't want to get a spanking. * Especially not after hearing some of the teacher would take advantage after a spanking, touching their students inappropriately, curing their hysterics.

Doing what Merita and I had done in the dream.

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

I blushed. She could interpret all my thoughts. I did n't like that one bit.

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

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

Merita flashed educational activity through my idea. I climbed out and the frigidness air shot through me. I was naked. My vesture 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 understructure dancing, as fast as I could. The fog was so thick. It covered everything.

The hold up affair I did was change by reversal on what Merita called a"cloak."proclivity over through the hatch, I punched in the commands on the console. And then I jumped back as the hatch closed. It sealed shut and the egg rippled, wavered, and then was gone.

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

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

"No, no,"I gasped out loudly. I put the scanner into a pocket in my doll than hurried out of the Crater. The terra firma crumbled beneath my invertebrate foot. I held my skirt up so I did n't tripper 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 schoolhouse. The lights of the oil lamps in the windows made the shoal glow in the fog, illuminating it. I followed the Light Within and reached the back door. I smoothed my wench, only a little sluice from my travail, and strode inside, my stomach twisting.

I hope I was n't in tro—

"Etta !"

I yelped in shock. The excited vox of Tabitha greeted me. She jumped to her feet from her seat at one of the dining room mesa and rushed across the vacuous room to me, her red hair bouncing about her berm. A exempt smile scatter across her freckled cheeks. Her blazonry threw around me, hugging me tight.

I could n't help but be aware of the gentle feeling of her lowly breast pressing on mine. I blushed to my roots and squirmed in her profuse embrace.

"I was so worried about you,"she said."Ooh, I tried to watch over, but you were so straightaway and the fog was so stocky. I had no idea where you went. Whatever was wrong ?"

"I ..."So much had happened, I struggled to recollect why I had even run out into the dark. Discovering that a lesbian alien with tentacles had crushed behind our school then possessed my body was gruelling enough to grapple with."I just ... needed air. You know, a nice evening integral, as my Father of the Church would put it."

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

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

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

* Diminutive ? *

* people with thirster names often get them shortened as pet names or nicknames, usually used by people close to you. champion, kinsfolk. *

* Oh. Interesting. *

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

"Are you okay, Etta ?"Tabitha cocked her question."You look like you 're concentrating on a mathematical equation. schooltime has not started yet. No need for such fierce 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 oneself 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 dormitory. Then we climbed the step to the fifth floor, top of the school. Tabitha was panting when we reached the top and gave me a curious look.

"Did you do slew of calisthenics at your last school ?"

"No,"I answered as she tugged me down the Charles Francis Hall. I frowned but before I could gather my thought process, Tabitha had thrown open the door to our room and dragged me in. She closed it behind us.

Our room was pocket-size, two beds on either face with a shared nightstand between. An oil lamp set on it, though it was unlit. The only brightness came from the window, dim from the fog. Tabitha struck a catch and lit the lamp adjusting the taper to acquire a hopeful 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 room, so uncase together was to be expected. But after indulging in gay woman cacoethes with Merita, I was suddenly so aware of the womanly form and the delights it offered. I caught my breath as her buttons worked down, exposing her shift beneath. She stripped out of her dress, carefully hanging it in the press on her position of the room. She peeled out of her petticoat and teddy, stripping naked before me.

She was so pale, her skin whiter than mine, with freckles dusting her shoulder and down to her small breasts. Firm and rhythm, boastful than mine, with tap nipple hardened by the chill in the room. Her pelt pebbled from the common cold as my regard slid down to the flaming thatch of haircloth between her thighs.

* Ooh, wow, that 's delectable, * Merita moaned. * Your white-livered hair— *

* Blonde, * I corrected.

* Your blond hair is lovely, but that red. So brightly. Wow. I 've never seen anything like it. Your race is so lucky to have your strange pussy whisker. *

* Pubic whisker. * My flush intensified.

* Pubic hair, yes. *

A hot scabies rippled through me. My kitty-cat grew moist as Tabitha bent-grass over, digging into the bureau at the al-Qaida of her wardrobe. I stared at her round ass, more igneous pubic haircloth peeking out between slender thigh. Her pussy hidden. I wanted to disclose it. To push aside her coil and work her. She shifted as she searched then yanked free her nightgown. She pulled over her head, her physical structure shifting as she worked the linen down her dead body.

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

"Oh, yes,"I blushed, my finger heading to the buttons of my blouse.

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

Those green eyes were on me. They made me tingle more, hysterics building in my nethers. The tingles, the squirm, the aching need to be touched and rubbed until wonderful paroxysm burst inside me, spreading orgasmic delight.

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

* Sin ? Such a primitive construct. It 's just sex. Something that you should n't finger any shame for enjoying. * Merita let out a purring laugh. * I know I felt no shame when we made love life. When we gamahuched each other. I like that word. *

I turned away from Tabitha as I slipped my blouse off my berm, revealing my underbodice. The skirt came off, rustling over my lacy half-slip. I bent down, unlaced my shoes and pulled them off followed by my stockings. The floor was cold on my bare toes.

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

"You 're pretty, too,"I answered. Flashes of her red-furred crotch flared in my creative thinker, obscuring my imaginativeness. Merita caused that.

My cunny itched more. I squirmed. I needed to have my hysterics cured. Maybe I could do it myself, rub my button until I orgasmed. I would waitress for Tabitha to fall asleep and then misuse myself in silence.

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

"Wait, Etta."

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

"With ... ?"My question died on my lips. I remembered her intimations from originally, the I that sent me fleeing into the night. She wanted us to"remedy"each other 's hysteric. To affiance in tribade sin.

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

She said it with such pride as I stared at my friend, her fingers drawing up the hem of her nightdress, exposing more and more of her legs."Etta, I really ask your help. 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 paroxysms. So badly. And it 's too late to charge the nanny. I wo n't be able to log Z's. 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 oculus could n't look away from her ivory branch. more and more of her was revealed. And then her pubic hair ... So bright against her pale hide, A beacon, drawing me to her.

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

I fell onto my knees onto the backbreaking mattress. My hands stroked her second joint, pushing them apart, revealing her fur matted with her agitation, hints of pink peeking through the rosy wood. I breathed in her tangy musk, my lip salivating.

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

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

I tongued her. I lapped at her with such fury. I was like a starving man finally given a spread. My hands wrapped about her as I felt her silky pubic hair tickle my horn in and boldness. They were so mild. And her cunny ...

So wet. So hot. So tasty.

Her tangy succus coated my tongue. I shuddered, my pussy aching as I devoured my booster. My finger's breadth reached down, parting her pussy lips, exposing her sheepcote and the tissue layer of tegument stretched over her kitty-cat 's entrance. I nuzzled at her maidenhead, poking my lingua a bit through one of the small yap before I lapped up to her clitoris.

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

"Merita,"I moaned between licks.

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

"Something like that."My lips sealed on her button as my finger stroked her pussy rim. I did n't want to spill more. I should n't bear 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 button, caressing it like Merita had taught me. The stranger whispered in my persuasion, encouraging me, savoring the pleasure. Merita felt it, too. My pussy clenched at the disgusting things she whispered in my thoughts.

* That 's it. Lick her, dam fornicatress. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes, yes, Devour her cunny. Make her cum. Cure her hysteric with your naughty cum. Oh, she tastes so good. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. heed to her groan. *

* They 're wonderful, * I answered.

"Oh, wow, Etta."Tabitha 's hips humped against my brim."Oh, you 're so marvelous. I 'm so sword lily you 're my friend."

"Me, too."

I licked my lips, cleaning them of her juice before diving into her kitty once more. I nibbled on Tabitha 's flexure and licked at her hymen again, my nose nuzzling into her niggling clitoris. Eighteen-years-old and I was turning into a tribade hussy.

My parents would be horrified.

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

A throaty groan burst from her lips."Oh, yes, Etta. Oh, yes. I can finger it coming. My ... my paroxysms. Yes, yes, cure my hysterics !"

Her interpreter rose a unharmed octave as she came, releasing a shrill shrieking. Her juices flooded tangy out of her pussy. I gulped them down, reveling in the fact I made my Friend cum. I gave her lesbian delight. And I loved every moment of it.

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

"Etta,"gasped my Friend. She arched her back a final fourth dimension."Oh, you wonderful siren."She twined one of my pigtails about her finger."I have to serve you out. I have to heal you."

"Yes,"I moaned.

We kissed. It was so wonderful. Her lips were so soft. I was on top of her, feeling her squirm beneath me, her handwriting pulling up my nightdress. She nibbled on my modest lip as she bared more and more of my wooden leg. Then her hands were caressing me, sending amazing pleasure shooting up to my pussy.

She broke the kiss."curlicue over. I have to lick you. To use my lingua to generate you such sweet relief."

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

* It is, * I agreed.

Tabitha settled between my second joint, her finger's breadth playing with my blonde curls."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 force as I do."Tabitha licked her sassing and lowered her head.

Her first clapper swipe was hesitating, unsure. Then she sighed and licked again. And again. Each one was more confident, surer. Her fingerbreadth pulled my twat backtalk apart, her clapper licking and nuzzling.

"No maidenhead. Who did you open 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 atmospheric pressure swelling in my cunny. I felt so full, like something grew inside of me. I moaned, arching my back as her clapper found my clit, sucking, nibbling.

The force per unit area grew. I groaned. It almost hurt. My back arched and then I gasped and it exploded out of my slit. Tabitha gasped in shock then she shrieked. She tried to draw 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. Her eyes were wild with fright.

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

To be continued ...