Boarding school clash
Chapter Two : Henrietta Possessed by the gay woman alien
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"... henrietta ..."

The faint voice called to me as I floated through shadow. It was feminine, familiar.

"... henrietta ..."

The vox grew a little louder, whispering across the emptiness. I tried to make a motion my body, but I did n't have one. That should fright me, but it did n't. I imagined I frowned as I struggled to understand what was happening.

"... henrietta ..."

I was at Kensington Boarding schooling overwhelmed by all the strange, new sensory faculty. My thoughts darted from Nurse Paige 's"checkup treatment"when she cured my hysteric by licking me to a marvellous orgasm to my new Friend Tabitha hinting we would"therapeutic"each other of hysterics in the dark of our elbow room tonight. It had frightened me. I knew it was a sin to tint another woman like that.
A Lesbian sin.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then I fled the school out into the evening fog. The falling superstar had crashed into the ground and I found it, a silver egg. Then I fell into the crater, tumbled down the hill, and ... woke up inside. There the purple fagot named ... Merita had ... had ...

She molested me with her tentacles. She touched me. Caressed me. And made me palpate so well. convulsion 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 a lot to take.

"... Henrietta ..."

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

"Henrietta."

It came through clearly. It sounded alien, her mouth not quite pronouncing the sounds right. It was an accent I had never heard before. London was a cosmopolitan urban center. One of the get-go 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 body. I did still have a physical structure. I was n't just a awareness floating in an uncreated nihility. The warmth drew me away from the void. Merita 's voice guided to me, beckoning to me. I followed the fairy 's Holy Scripture and opened my eyes.

I was still in a void.

Only in this emptiness I had a body. I blinked as I floated through a duskiness more right-down than any I had ever encountered. And yet I could see my au naturel eubstance as clear as if sunlight lit them. But there were no phantasm. My pocket-size breasts and hard tit did n't forget the light, creating figure.

"It 's O.K.,"Merita whispered.

Her tentacles were wrapped about me, purpleness against my bone tegument. The end of one played idly with the blonde Curl covering my pudenda. A hot tingle ran through my body. A hysterical urge formed between my thigh, aching for nurse Paige 's"medical treatment."I squirmed as I felt Merita pressed up behind me, her breasts belittled, her pap hard. Her weapon wrapped about me, hands clasped over my belly as she nuzzled her hairless face against my neck.

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

"primitive ?"I squawked.

"wellspring, yes. You have just discovered electricity. You are decennium away from utilizing the electromagnetic spectrum for communication. You 're only playing around with the most introductory of computational machines. The primary quill means of transport is brute based."

"We have trains."

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

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

"pouf ..."Merita said the word slowly."No, no. I am not a mythological fauna who plays tricks on your raceway. I am ..."She hesitated."stranger is the best Holy Writ in your language."

"You 're from another country ?"

"Planet."Merita 's hand flew out and the human race blurred. A blue sphere appeared, painted with Patrick White, downy morsel and dotted with earth that was a mix of green-brown and ... My eyes widened."Is that ... solid ground ?"

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

"Are you from Mars then ? Or Venus ?"An excited stop jumped into my vox."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 scheme but from another star."

My middle widened as the public zoomed. My tum lurched as earth flew away, dwindling to a diminished point. Then the sun became a small dot. We hurtled retiring stars and flew through clouds of colorful debris. My optic widened as we stopped before a aristocratic mavin, a hazy, Orange planet hanging before it.

"That 's my home."

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

"Spaceship."She hesitated."I crashed, actually. There was a misadventure. I 'm stuck here until I can repair my ship. If I can resort 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 language is so limited."

"Sorry."Then a flare pass of indignation guessing through me."No. I 'm not. English is a perfectly good words. And what do you think by possession ? Are you controlling my body ?"

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

I nodded my head.

"Well, you broke your neck. You would feature died if I did n't fork over you help. I sent nanomachines into ..."She sighed."You do n't cognise what nanomachines are, of course of action ?"

I shook my head.

"Well, they 're little ... automatons. And they are inside of you fixing the wound, but your soundbox 's immune system rejected them. They have n't fixed you yet, only created irregular nerves so you can move and catch one's breath and not die. If I did n't meld with you, your body would have rejected the assistant and died. So long as we 're one, the nanomachines will fix you."

"Are you sure you 're not a nance ?"I asked, my forefront reeling. Immune organization ? Little automatons inside of me. Like those windup toy dog clocksmith construct ?"Because that sounds like magic."

"It 's not. It 's skill. Very, very advanced 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 wild ? I did hit my head."

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

I gasped as the tentacle performing with my golden pubic fuzz slid down between my ramification and rubbed at my pussycat. Pleasure tingled through me. My folds instantly grew wet as the rubbery appendage stroked me. My nipples ached and I squirmed, suddenly so cognizant of her nipples 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 cogitate my imagination could come up with something ... so ... so foreign. Oh, my. That 's ..."

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

Her tentacle brushed one of my blonde pigtails. I only answered with a groan, trembling as she rubbed harder and harder at my clitoris. My toes curled as I squirmed again. Her mite was toothsome, 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 curious way to say you 're horny,"Merita purred, her glossa licking my ear."I like it. I 'll cure your hysterics, yes. I 'll make you cum. Relax you so you can find wakefulness again."

I let out a moan as her tentacle moved from my clitoris to my pussycat. It rubbed up and down against my wet build. The pleasure rippled out of my sex and through my consistence. I gasped, arching my back, pressing into her knocker. 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 tegument. They caress my stomach and second joint, my arms and breast. One wrapped about my minor breast, squeezing it, exciting my nipple at the tip. Her tentacle 's tip flicked at my gruelling nipple.

I gasped,"Merita."

"Yes, yes, just enjoy. Let us 'cure'each other. Mmm, you are such a looker. You make me feel all hysteric and in need 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 kitty. My centre fluttered at the wonderful delectation that coursed through me. I moaned again, another spasm rushing through my body.

And then her rim kissed around to the back of my neck. They were so soft and quick and wet. Everywhere they touched me sent flutters of delight through my body. My fingerbreadth clenched as she kissed take down, reaching my spine, following it down between my shoulder joint sword. 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 reckon such delights could exist."

"And I am so sword lily to share them with you."

Her mouth kissed lower. I trembled every time she took a quick clout up my prickle. 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 slack circles about them. Her tentacles constricted about my organic structure, squeezing and relaxing as Merita grew more excited.

She had four tentacles. Two played with my pap and the third wiggled at the entering of my pussy. The fourth brushed my backtalk. 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 tongue about her tentacle then kissed the tip, sucking briefly."

"Yes."Her voice was so throaty. She nuzzled at my glower back, her hands stroking my incline as I kissed and nibbled on the tip."So commodity. 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 gentle souls of my sex. Merita had the same feminine, delicate vigor. She was n't brutish. She cared about me. She caressed me and loved me. I trembled as her tentacle wiggled into my pussycat, deflowered by her earlier.

I gasped as she filled my hot, wet depth. Her tentacle ruffle inside of me. It swelled and constricted, stretching me wider open. My oral fissure opened wide as I groaned. Her other tentacle slid into my mouth. I sucked on it and moaned as she fucked her appendage into my pussy.

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

I shuddered at her Christian Bible. It was so cute and dirty all at the same clip. Cunny. My cunny contracted on her pussy as her lips nuzzled glower down my body. Her hands slid down, stroking my rosehip then the cheeks of my derriere. I gasped as she pried them apart.

And then her lips nuzzled down into my crack. I shuddered in the bosom of her tentacles as she worked closer and closer to my sphincter muscle. Did n't she know how dirty it was there ? What was she doing ? Why would she cream me there ?

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

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

I could only squirm and groan as she wiggled her glossa like a minor tentacle into my bowels. My center widened. I sucked so hard on her tentacle reaming my backtalk while my snatch clenched on the process sliding in and out of my wet depths.

Pleasure stirred inside of me. The commotion of my hysteric grew as the foul sense 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 pussy is growing so hot and wet. Are you going to cum ? feature your paroxysms ? Am I about to cure your hysterics ?"

If I could address, I would deliver shouted :"Yes."

All the deviant champion built in the CORE 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 intestine. My teat ached. And her tentacle felt so quick and rubbery in my mouth, such a delight for my glossa 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 muscle, sucking. I bucked in her embrace. Her fingers caressed my side. Her tentacles flicked my nipples. marvelous wiz crashed through me.

I came.

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

"Yes, yes, yes, so good,"moaned Merita."sustenance sucking on my tentacle while your cunny massages the former. Oh, Henrietta. You 're so awful. I love your body. Oh, yes. Oh, wow."

We cured each other 's hysterics. It was amazing. I trembled and gasped. The pleasure peaked in me. I floated on it, held by her tentacles, then groaned as the walking on air receded. I shuddered a concluding prison term, my cunny catching on her pull back outgrowth.

Her tentacle popped out of my mouth."Oh, Merita, oh, wow."I was so wonderfully old-hat. Lethargic. I buzzed, the fluttery sensations gone from my venter."That was so very much better than Nurse Leroy Robert Paige curing my hysterics."

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

We kissed. I closed my center, her arms and tentacles holding me. My hired hand stroked her back up to her bald capitulum, loving how she felt as I humped my cunny into her pussy. My clitoris ached. The hysteric waver 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 drub each other 's cunnies ?"

My eyes widened. I remembered the delight of Nurse Paige licking through mine. It had felt so grand and sinful. I knew it was legal injury 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 tidal bore 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 breath as I stared at the purple sheepcote of her pussy. They were darker than her flesh, and swollen. Juices glistened and beaded on them.

I felt that same, wet heat adorning my own nethers. Were my snatch backtalk swollen like that ? Engorged by my cacoethes ? Was that what caused the flutter itches between my thighs just begging for somebody to touch and ease my hysterics ?

Maybe.

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

I groaned and hugged her with my munition. I caressed her back as my mamilla pressed into her belly. Her mammilla rubbed on mine. I licked my rim, staring at her pussy, wanting to bat her, but I was scared. Was there a certain why do it ? What if I did n't care it ? What if she did n't like it ? A million query shot through my mind.

And then were banished by her licking tongue.

I groaned,"Merita,"as her natural language slid through my folds. It was a irksome, gentle lick. It was so unlike from her rubbery tentacles. Her tongue was diminished, wetter. I gasped as she brushed the entranceway to my cunt before pushing her clapper in like she had into my bowels.

The pleasure rippled through me. I groaned and pulled harder on her, forcing her snatch sassing against my backtalk. I tasted her. Flowery and Sweet. My natural language licked out through her folds. My eyes widened. My finger tightened on her back as I slid through her folds. She tasted howling. Her juice were thicker than piss, almost creamy. They clung to my sass 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 twat. Faster, growing more bold, more sure the more she squirmed and moaned.

"Henrietta,"she sighed.

Oh, it was grand hearing my gens from her voice. My thighs pressed on her circle, strip fountainhead as her tongue dug deep into my pussy. She flicked my clitoris and rattling sparks exploded through me.

I had to return the favor. I found her clit and licked the purple nub. It throbbed against my lingua and she shuddered and shivered. She sucked harder on my nub, licking me, loving me. It was amazing. I slid my workforce up to get the picture her ass as I sucked her clitoris into my back talk. I nibbled on it, loving how she bucked and responded.

"Henrietta, yes,"she moaned, squirming as I kneaded her butt. I loved how her impudence felt in my deal. I clenched, pulling her pussy down on me and shoving my tongue 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 tongue drove that thought from my creative thinker. She slid through my folds then nibbled on my lips. I gasped and shuddered, squirming more, drinking in the sensations. I copied her, sucking on her labia, driving her wild.

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

"You, too. You taste amazing. So unlike than my people. So unfermented and salty."

"You taste like flowers."

She giggled then rammed her knife deep into my kitty, fucking it in and out of me. I gasped and bucked, pressing my teat hard into her stomach. wondrous hoo-ha shot through me down to my pussycat. My finger clenched on her asshole.

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

"Henrietta,"she gasped, her representative wonderfully throaty, as I wormed my finger into her intestine. My finger sank up to the knuckle. She was so warmly and tight and scratchy. 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 arsehole. I wormed my clapper deep into her cunt as my finger pumped flying 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 impending paroxysm swelled interior of me. My orgasm. My cum. She tongued my cunny faster and faster. She flicked my clit as she squirmed on me.

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

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

A flood of her juice squirted out of her pussy and splashed into my face. I opened my mouth, the warm, flowery ambrosia filling my sass. Her gut spasmed about my finger as she bucked and shuddered atop me. I drank down her juices, marveling that she could produce so much, 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 photoflood slowed and then she kept licking me, eager to give me such pleasure.

"Cum for me, Henrietta,"she panted between feverish biff."You gave me such an orgasm. Let me return 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 sexual climax built in my profoundness, a howling sack to cure my hysterics.

"Oh, master, this is astonish,"I panted."Oh, yes. I ... I ..."

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

My torso spasmed. My twat clenched. Pleasure salvo in the depth so of my cunny. I moaned into her sweet sex as the paroxysm filled my organic structure. I came so hard. I bucked and shuddered, the pleasure crashing into my brain and ...

... carried me off into marvelous darkness.

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Merita smiled as the public she constructed in Henrietta 's mind to ease her into their new situation faded. She turned around, her dream-body buzzing with the pleasure of her coming. Henrietta floated defenseless, her body wan and lovely, blonde pigtails hovering in the weightless void.

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

Henrietta mewled, floating on the bliss of her orgasms. Merita smiled and kissed her fan on the lips. Then she sighed and waited for Henrietta to wake-up. Merita 's view turned to her problems. She was stuck in Henrietta 's trunk until the missy healed. And her spaceship was broken. And an important bit had fallen off.

If a human found the kernel first ...

Merita shuddered to think what would take place.

The world grew fainter and fainter as Henrietta came nearer and cheeseparing to consciousness. Merita hugged Henrietta 's dream organic structure and smiled as the universe faded. Merita merged into Henrietta 's mind, occupying a low corner as the girl 's eyes fluttered open.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

* The core. It 's to the full of nanomachines. *

"Those affair keeping me live ?"

* Yes. They can ... change affair. mold affair. If a homo is exposed to them without a computer to point them ... * Merita shuddered in my mind. * well, it would be bad. Do you see the panel to your right near the seat ? It has three green lighting and a flash ruby one. *

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

Images flashed through my creative thinker of Merita pressing the green push in a certain sequence. * Just do that. Okay. It 'll rend out the digital 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 school. 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 pith. *

* I 'll line up clip to assist you explore, okay ? But not tonight. I 'll get in trouble. Please, I do n't desire 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.

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

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

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

I sighed. This was well than Death. Probably. * How do I get out of here ? *

Merita flashed command through my thoughts. I climbed out and the cold air crack through me. I was naked. My habiliment gone, stripped off of me and stored in the ship. Merita showed me how to find them, and I dressed, my teeth chattering and my feet dancing, as fast as I could. The fog was so dense. It covered everything.

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

I squeaked in fear. 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 fourth dimension to stroke the outside of my ship, maybe you have time to go find the core. It ca n't be too far away. I hope. *

"No, no,"I gasped out loud. I put the image scanner into a pocket in my skirt than hurried out of the volcanic crater. The basis 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 lightness of the oil lamps in the windows made the schoolhouse freshness in the fog, illuminating it. I followed the lights and reached the back threshold. I smoothed my skirt, only a little flushed from my effort, and strode inside, my stomach twisting.

I hope I was n't in tro—

"Etta !"

I yelped in shock. The agitate voice of Tabitha greeted me. She jumped to her metrical unit from her rump at one of the dining room table and rushed across the abandon room to me, her red hairsbreadth bouncing about her shoulder. A relieved grinning spread across her freckled cheeks. Her arms threw around me, hugging me tight.

I could n't help but be mindful of the mild smell of her small breasts pressing on mine. I blushed to my beginning and squirmed in her exuberant embrace.

"I was so occupy about you,"she said."Ooh, I tried to follow, but you were so quick and the fog was so thick. I had no idea where you went. Whatever was wrong ?"

"I ..."So practically had happened, I struggled to remember why I had even run out into the night. Discovering that a lesbian extraterrestrial being with tentacles had crushed behind our shoal then possessed my body was arduous enough to sell with."I just ... needed air. You know, a overnice even inbuilt, as my father would put it."

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

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

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

* Diminutive ? *

* People with longer names often get them shortened as pet gens or nicknames, usually used by people close to you. Quaker, family. *

* 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 numerical equation. School has not started yet. No need 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 manus and dragged me off behind her. I yelped and hurried after her as we moved through the halls. Then we climbed the stairs to the fifth storey, top of the schooltime. Tabitha was panting when we reached the top and gave me a curious look.

"Did you do mountain of calisthenics at your hold up shoal ?"

"No,"I answered as she tugged me down the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall. I frowned but before I could get together my opinion, Tabitha had thrown loose the room access to our room and dragged me in. She closed it behind us.

Our way was small, two layer on either side with a shared nightstand between. An oil lamp set on it, though it was lightless. The only light came from the window, dim from the fog. Tabitha struck a match and lit the lamp adjusting the wick to get a smart flame.

* Such primitive technology. What is it burning ? atomic number 6 fuel ? *

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

She was so pale, her skin whiter than mine, with freckle dusting her articulatio humeri and down to her pocket-size boob. Firm and turn, crowing than mine, with pink pap hardened by the thrill in the room. Her pelt pebbled from the coldness as my gaze slid down to the fiery Edward Thatch of hair between her thighs.

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

* blonde, * I corrected.

* Your blonde whisker is lovely, but that red. So bright. Wow. I 've never seen anything like it. Your race is so favourable to have your strange purulent tomentum. *

* Pubic whisker. * My blush intensified.

* Pubic tomentum, yes. *

A hot itch rippled through me. My pussy grew moist as Tabitha set over, digging into the breast at the base of her wardrobe. I stared at her troll ass, more fiery pubic hair peeking out between slender second joint. Her pussy hidden. I wanted to expose it. To push aside her curls and cream her. She shifted as she searched then yanked resign her nightgown. She pulled over her foreland, her consistence shift as she worked the linen down her body.

"There,"she said."That 's better. Brr, it 's a lilliputian chilly."She turned to confront 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 long nightdress, her nipples dimpling the fabric.

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

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

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

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

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

I turned away from Tabitha as I slipped my blouse off my shoulders, revealing my camisole. The chick came off, rustling over my lacy half-slip. I bent down, unbrace 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 woman. I bet all the men want to tie you."

"You 're moderately, too,"I answered. blink of an eye of her red-furred crotch flared in my mind, obscuring my vision. Merita caused that.

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

I stripped off my half-slip and camisole, then quickly fished out a nightgown before Tabitha noticed the juices glistening on my second joint, a sure sign I had hysteric in indigence of curing. I pulled it on over my headland and dashed to my bed.

"hold, Etta."

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

"With ... ?"My question died on my sass. I remembered her intimation from earlier, the ones that sent me fleeing into the Night. She wanted us to"cure"each former 's hysterics. To absorb 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 female making love, curing hysteric, is something to be celebrated on my worldly concern. There are those of us devoted wholly to that wonderment. No Male has ever caressed me with his tentacles. *

She said it with such pridefulness as I stared at my friend, her finger's breadth drawing up the hem of her nightgown, exposing more and more than of her legs."Etta, I really take your assistance. I 'm so out of sorts. All wet and squirmy down there. Can you ... thumb me ? I can assist 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-bodied to slumber. And tomorrow is so very important."

The hem slipped in high spirits. I stood rooted, scared and aroused, wanting to go to her and wanting to flee while my center could n't look away from her pearl wooden leg. more than and Sir Thomas More of her was revealed. And then her pubic hair ... So brilliant against her pale skin, A beacon fire, drawing me to her.

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

I fell onto my genu onto the firmly mattress. My hands stroked her thigh, pushing them apart, revealing her fur matted with her excitement, lead of pink peeking through the fortunate timberland. I breathed in her tangy musk, my mouth salivating.

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

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

I tongued her. I lapped at her with such ferocity. I was like a starving man finally given a feast. My custody wrapped about her as I felt her silky pubic hair vibrate my nose and boldness. They were so diffuse. And her cunny ...

So wet. So hot. So tasty.

Her tangy succus coated my spit. I shuddered, my slit aching as I devoured my booster. My fingers reached down, parting her pussy lips, exposing her folds and the membrane of cutis stretched over her pussy 's entree. I nuzzled at her virginal membrane, poking my knife a bit through one of the pocket-size cakehole before I lapped up to her clitoris.

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

"Merita,"I moaned between licks.

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

"Something like that."My lips sealed on her button as my fingers stroked her kitty-cat lips. I did n't want to talk more. I should n't have even mentioned her name, but I was so caught up in my over-the-top desires. I knew this was wrong, and somehow that made it even more exciting.

My lingua swirled on her clitoris, caressing it like Merita had taught me. The extraterrestrial whispered in my sentiment, encouraging me, savoring the pleasure. Merita felt it, too. My kitty-cat clenched at the wicked things she whispered in my thoughts.

* That 's it. Lick her, dyke jade. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes, yes, Devour her cunny. Make her cum. Cure her hysterics with your risque cum. Oh, she tastes so good. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. Listen to her moan. *

* They 're howling, * I answered.

"Oh, wow, Etta."Tabitha 's coxa humped against my mouth."Oh, you 're so wonderful. I 'm so sword lily you 're my friend."

"Me, too."

I licked my lips, cleaning them of her succus before diving into her slit once more. I nibbled on Tabitha 's sheepcote and licked at her hymen again, my nose 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 hysterical penury to be caressed increased. If my digit were n't in use stroking her folds as I licked up to her clitoris, I would finger myself. I sucked on her button again, loving how she gasped and bucked when I did that.

A throaty moan salvo from her rim."Oh, yes, Etta. Oh, yes. I can experience it coming. My ... my paroxysm. Yes, yes, therapeutic my hysterics !"

Her voice rose a hale musical octave as she came, releasing a shrill riot. Her succus flooded tangy out of her pussy. I gulped them down, reveling in the fact I made my Friend cum. I gave her lesbian pleasure. And I loved every moment of it.

* Yes, it is so beautiful, Henrietta. boozing her succus. 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 you out. I have to cure you."

"Yes,"I moaned.

We kissed. It was so tremendous. Her mouth were so gentle. I was on top of her, feeling her squirm beneath me, her handwriting pulling up my nightgown. She nibbled on my lower lip as she bared more and more of my wooden leg. Then her deal were caressing me, sending baffle pleasure shooting up to my pussy.

She broke the kiss."Roll over. I have to lick you. To use my knife to give you such sweet relief."

I nodded my question and rolled onto my back. * Oh, we 're going to relish this, * Merita purred. * It 's her first clip. That 's especial. *

* It is, * I agreed.

Tabitha settled between my thighs, her fingers 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 penchant as good as I do."Tabitha licked her lip and lowered her head.

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

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

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

"With a dildo ?"

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

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

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

Not with my mitt or leg. My eyes widened.

Purple tentacles had sprouted from my cunny and wrapped about my friend 's question. Her optic were wild with fright.

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

To be continued ...