Boarding schoolhouse showdown
Chapter Six : Henrietta is Spanked by Her Teacher
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

My intestine had a wonderful ache to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's situation, once again dressed. I closed the threshold behind me. The Headmistress sat at her desk, writing on it calmly like she had n't just sodomized me with a dildo she had strapped to her genital organ with a curious, leather harness. She had pounded me with a wonderful ardor, ramming her dildo deep into my bowel and giving me such an sparkling paroxysm of delight.

I came hard.

Yes, you did, Merita, the Lesbian stranger who had possessed my torso to save up my life, whispered in my mind. And she did n't find out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in deep hint. I still shivered from the orgasms. They were amazing. Powerful. And when we finished, the Headmistress merely dressed, sat down at her desk, and adjusted her bun while I reeled from the climaxes. Not a single one of her hairsbreadth had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked mincing and proper, not a over-the-top charwoman who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old student'rectums.

I smoothed my grey-headed skirt over my two layers of petticoats as I tried to amass myself. Her dildo was larger than the tentacles that now sprouted from the profoundness of my pussy. I bit my lip, shifting, the burning ache persisting in my bowels.

A reminder of the passion.

Why was I reading her thoughts ? I asked Merita as I straightened and glanced down the gemstone Charles Martin Hall of the Kensington Boarding school day, a place to civilise young woman. I never expected the education to include sinful, gay woman lessons.

Or that I would love it.

What 's so foreign about that ? Merita paused. Your race is n't telepathic ?

Is that what you call ... hearing others idea ?

I felt Merita nod her thought. She was a disembodied voice in my header, her eubstance merged into mine. It was a necessity act to allow the nanites—strange, tiny zombie that were fixing my dead body after I broke my neck and nearly died—to heal me. My body did n't like them, treating them like an illness.

So I have pussy tentacles and can register thoughts ? Will there be other side-effects ?

I really do n't know, Merita admitted. But you have lunch next. You promised to find the core of my spaceship during your lunch.

finale night, Merita had crashed her starship. I thought she was a shooting star. But as she crashed, the core of her ship—and I was n't exactly for sure what that meant—had fallen out. It was full phase of the moon of more nanites but disconnected from her computer which was some variety of thinking machine. I also did n't understand that. How could a automobile think ? But without the computer, the nanites might do bad thing, so we had to rule them before anyone else did.

Okay, I answered. I think the class full point is over. No point in heading to English.

I was right. As I walked down the halls, threshold opened and the lady friend spilled, wearing their grey-haired skirt and T. H. White blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so prim and proper, young adult female of impeccable training. And all had succumbed to the lesbian precept of the staff.

I headed for the door, not towards the dining hall, moving against the tide of student. Heeled brake shoe echoed. amah in their black uniforms, white aprons, and pocket-size caps perched on their top dog scurried in both directions, carrying out their duties.

I turned the corner for the main doors when a phonation shouted my name with great enthusiasm."Etta !"

O.K., not my full name, which was Henrietta, or one of the proper diminutives for my name—Ettie or Hettie. Tabitha had named me thus yesterday when we first met. We quickly became knocker booster and then so much more finis night when we discovered the existence of my puss tentacles.

We made such terrific honey. My heart fluttered at the wad of her ardent curls bouncing about her shoulders as she dashed down the hall, her freckled face shining with a mix of fervor and catch. She slid to a stop beside me, her green eyes staring into my bluing, her round breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a bustier girl than I was. I had a slim fig where she was curvier.

Which made her fun to play with. I loved wrapping my tentacles about her breasts and squeezing.

A hot itch fluttered through my pussy as the tentacles squirmed, eager to come out an play.

Henrietta, the mission, whined Merita. No getting distracted.

"You 're in one piece,"Tabitha panted."I was so worried all through English. I could n't pay a single bit of attending on the lesson. I was so afraid you were in trouble. Does she know ... about ... ?"

I shook my question."She just wanted to lecture me on the proprieties of the school. Apparently, Nurse Paige deflowers the girl who still possess a maidenhead. It 's a medical checkup procedure."

"Right."Tabitha giggled."The horny nurse just has a lech for pricking maidenheads."

"It is a delicious treat,"I blushed. I had pricked two maidenheads, Tabitha 's and another girl 's who lived on our floor. peony was a sweet thing. Both meter were exquisite.

I loved it when she pricked my maidenhead, thought Tabitha, her voice clean in my mind. I loved feeling her tentacles pump in and out of me. I 'm glad she pricked me and not the nurse. Not that nursemaid Satchel Paige is n't aphrodisiac, and her fingerbreadth were wonderful this morning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

I smiled as Tabitha 's face grew crimson. Then she shook her head."So you were told to intercept plucking cherries. What else ?"

"She then stripped me naked, was disappointed to receive I also did n't have a cherry tree, and I lied and said I brought a dildo. Then she pulled out her own dildo, and I fucked it in and out of her cunny until she came."

"Ooh, what a wicked headmistress. Her fuzz is pulled into such a compressed bun, I would n't recall she could have fun."

I squirmed."Then she strapped the dildo on with a funny harness and buggered me. Hard."

Tabitha 's grinned. Ooh, I loved it when Etta buggered me this dawn. Shame Geneva interrupted us.

"Yes, it was a shame,"I told her. My tentacles squirmed in my pussy 's depths.

I was about to offer to bugger her right now when Merita hissed, This is n't finding the core. Once we have the meat, we can revel Tabitha 's asshole wrapped about your tentacle.

rightfulness, right.

"talk to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

I nodded my brain."Time to find the core."

Tabitha took my hand and squeezed it."Let 's go."

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Marilynn Gully and Daisy Brown walked in unison, holding hands, as they approached the front end threshold of the Kensington boarding School. Marilynn taught ism at the shoal while Daisy worked there as a maid. Both women 's clothing—Daisy wearing the black bird and Caucasian blouse of a maiden, a flannel forestage tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a iniquity green, proper clothes with a stir accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in strands of dope. They walked in synchronized steps. Their breathing matched. Their cerebration connected.

Nanites infected them. Both their bodies had changed. First, Marilynn was taken over. She was afflicted with the powerful itch to connect. The nanites, reading her memories, deduced that world connected via sex. So Marilynn had sex with Daisy. A metallic tentacle sprouted from the instructor 's pussy and fucked into Daisy 's. When the women came, nanites flooded Daisy.

After consuming the metal case of the core, both charwoman had the resources to build more tentacles and more nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their pussies, quick to connect with more humans. The nanites had to find their computer and reunite with their ship.

Their limited unconscious process could intend of no other way.

... connect ...

Marilynn and Daisy nodded to the mechanically skillful, feminine articulation speaking through their minds."Yes, connect,"they both said together, smiles on their rim. Their nipples ached and their pussies were wet, clenching about the tentacle that united them."So many missy to connect with here."

In unison, they opened the front end doors to the five story, stone manor family converted into the Kensington Boarding School. It perched on a grassy hill in the English countryside, far from the modern conveniences of London—electricity being the magnanimous. Progress has yet to make the rural landscape.

"Oh, hello Miss Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired miss said. She was vernal, twenty dollar bill, with a smile on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunette with a expectant smile walked with the platinum-blonde. Both girls wore the school uniform, gray skirts falling over two layers of petticoats to accentuate both missy pelvic girdle, their Edward D. White blouses tight, the blonde 's breasts large.

"We were all disappointed you did n't render for social class,"the brunet said."We always love welcoming new teachers."

Though Marilynn had never met either girl—it was her first day teaching—she knew their names from her connection with Daisy. The blonde was Geneva, Prefect for the fifth level dorms, and her fellow was Emaleine. Both girls were on their third and final class at the school.

And both were beautiful.

"Yes, we were busy,"Marilynn and Daisy said together.

"I can enjoin,"smirked Geneva."I am glad the answer staff are working hard to ingurgitate the teaching staff. But the Headmistress can not be pleased with you."

"That does n't weigh,"the yoke said as they moved forward, hand-in-hand, step-in-step.

Emaleine frowned. In the backdrop, a girl screeched,"Etta."

"Is something wrong, Miss Marilynn ?"the brunette asked.

"Nothing."

"Why are you two speaking in unison ?"Geneva asked.

Marilynn and Daisy paused before the daughter. Then they seized the girls'shoulders and pushed them against the paries. Marilynn had Geneva 's shoulders, Daisy Emaleine 's. The auburn-haired teacher stared into Geneva 's wild blue yonder eyes.

"We want to link up with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her hand slid down Geneva 's articulatio humeri to squeeze the daughter 's round breast."will you connect with us ?"

"Yes, will you ?"Daisy asked, pressing her soundbox tight against the brunet. Daisy 's mussed hair's-breadth was a darker shade of brown, contrasting with Emaleine as their curls brushed.

"instructor, every educatee in the school is at your disposition,"Geneva purred."You know that. If you need your hysterics cured, I will be gladiola to allay you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's kitty, stretching them out more. Delicious rippling of joy flooded through the teacher and maid 's bodies as they leaned in and captured the students'brim. Geneva 's were diffuse and Henry Sweet while Emaleine kissed with aggressive hunger. Marilynn felt both, sharing sensations with Daisy.

prat them, a pair of girls walked past and headed outside, giggling at their prank."I love this school,"one said."shame we ca n't join them, Etta."

"No, no, we 're in a hurry,"the second reply."Let 's go, Tabitha or—"

The boom of the closing front man door cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Holland gin 's white meat, loving how the hill through blouse and camisole. The teacher 's clitoris throbbed and her nipples ached. Her tongue thrust into Geneva 's mouth, swirling, tasting, as the hullabaloo built in her slit. Juices trickled down her thigh, exciting her, building her passion. Daisy squirmed and squealed as bold Emaleine 's hand shot out and slue into Daisy 's still unlaced bodice, cupping a bout breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's nipple and Marilynn felt it. Her twat clenched as her mamilla ached in sympathy. The grand pleasure rippled through both women 's bodies. They moaned into their students'sassing, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's fingers worked at the release of Geneva 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the teacher 's hand nip in, squeezing those luxuriant pile through the thin camisole. Geneva 's nipples were fat and toilsome, poking at the material.

"Oh, young woman Marilynn,"the blonde moaned after breaking the osculation."Oh, yes, you 're stirring such flutters through me. I need my hysterics cured badly."

"Me, too,"Emaleine moaned as the maidservant nibbled on her neck. Both of the student 's hired man were down Daisy 's bodice now, pinching and rolling her nipples.

Miss Marilynn 's pussy clenched and shuddered. The secondly metallic tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's cunt. It brushed the teacher 's intimate second joint, smearing twat juices against her flesh.

"It 's time to connect,"moaned Marilynn.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both women were eager for the rush of pleasure produced by connecting. Marilynn 's script squeezed her scholar 's breasts, finger digging into her balmy pile separated only by thin linen. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her skirt and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed Geneva again, excitement brewing inside the instructor and amah. Both their tentacles worked up between the pupil'thighs, drawing closer and closer. Waves of pleasure washed through their united dead body, their excitement mounting.

Emaleine pinched hard at Daisy 's tit and gasped,"What is that ? There 's something moving beneath my skirt."

"Relax,"Daisy purred and kissed Emaleine as her tentacle reached the shorter girl 's pussycat first, stroking hot, excited soma. Marilynn felt the wonderful, wet feel of Emaleine 's snatch as Daisy 's tentacle caressed the girl.

And then the teacher 's tentacle reached Holland gin 's cunny lips.

The blonde gasped, breaking the kiss as the metal tentacle rubbed against her wet nethers. Her eyes were wide, staring at the teacher."young woman Marilynn ... What is that ?"

"My connector,"the teacher purred, savoring the duel aesthesis of both tentacles rubbing against the students'cunnies. Each felt slightly different, Genf 's pussy lips thicker, Emaleine 's clitoris turgid. Both were wet and hot, their silky pubic hairsbreadth matted by excitement."I want to connect with you."

"Let us colligate with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

"... so hard,"echoed the maid.

"But, but,"Emaleine moaned, her hips shifting."What is it ?"

"Pleasure,"both the maid and teacher moaned together.

... connect ...

... must tie in ...

... need more processing mightiness ...

... connect ...

moving ridge of pleasure shot out of both the maid 's and teacher 's cunts, sparked by electricity. The students shuddered as the electrical delight reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, oculus widening.

"I ... I ..."Geneva groaned, shifting her hips. Marilynn rubbed the girl 's nipples through her underbodice."It feels nice."

"So decent,"trembled Emaleine, her fingers twisting Daisy 's kernel.

"Connect with us,"moaned instructor and maid in unison."You will encounter such pleasure."

"Yes,"both student squealed.

In unison, the tentacle 's thrust into the young woman'wet cunnies. Daisy and Marilynn both groaned as they savored affaire d'honneur wizard of their tentacles sinking into hot, tight, slick pussies. Ecstasy shot down the metal tentacles and raced through their bodies.

"Yes, yes, yes, relate,"they moaned together.

"Oh, my Lord,"gasped Geneva."It 's so flexible. Oh, yes, skid it in deep. What kind of metal dildo is this ? How are you ... ? Yes, fuck me. Oh, yes. This is what I need after three long object lesson. Oh, yes."

Emaleine shuddered, her pussy clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the sublime clash. Marilynn pressed her lips into Geneva 's neck, nibbling and sucking, squeezing the blond 's large tits through the undergarment 's thin cloth. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

"Yes, yes, we 're connecting,"moaned Marilynn, joy flooding through her body.

Emaleine drew out the maid 's white meat, a unvoiced nipple begging to be sucked. The girl leaned down and engulfed the nipple, sucking hard. Marilynn 's kitty clenched as she felt the suck pleasure. She squeezed Hollands 's breasts harder and massaged her nipple, the teacher 's coxa undulating. Juices dribbled out of her pussy, running down her tentacles.

The delight swelled in her core. flicker of electrical energy shot through her body. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the same speed, driving abstruse into the young lady'cunnies. Their voices sang through the manor hall, four women gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

"Oh, yes, Miss Marilynn,"shuddered Geneva."Oh, I 'm going to have my release. I 'm going to cum. Yes, yes, cure my hysterics. Oh, this is stupendous."

Her blue eyes fluttered. Her facial expression clenched. And then her orgasm burst inside of her. Marilynn and Daisy moaned and shuddered as the blonde 's cunny spasmed about Marilynn 's tentacle. The soft soma massaged the hard, stuff extremity. Electric tingles shot down the tentacle right to Marilynn 's core.

The orgasm build interior of her. The teacher pinched her educatee 's nipples hard through the underbodice. She moaned into Geneva 's pharynx, sucking, marking the missy as the exhilaration built and built in her depths.

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's nipple. The girl 's cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard. Her fingers dug into the mild flesh. Her kitty tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the pleasure swelling in both maid and teacher 's body.

"Yes, yes, cum on my connector,"gasped Daisy."Let me feel your hot cunny muscle spasm. Just like Holland gin 's did on Miss Marilynn 's connector."

"Yes, yes, relish your departure,"gasped the trembling Geneva, her voice strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's tooth nipped Daisy 's nipple as the scholarly person came. Her cunt convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The thrusting appendages plowed deeper into both young woman'spasming cunnies. The maid and teacher trembled.

"So good,"moaned Miss Marilynn, finger twisting Geneva 's nipples."Yes, yes, yes. metre to connect."

"Time,"agreed Daisy. The maiden threw her head back, her fingers cradling Emaleine 's font as the girl sucked on the maiden 's hard nipple.

Both women, united by the nanites, came together. Their pussies spasmed about their Gemini tentacles. Pleasure surged down the appendages as ripples of bliss bathed their brain. Marilynn gasped and moaned in unison with Daisy as the nanites erupted from the tentacle 's end.

Pulse after pulse of nanites flooded the students'unseasoned cunnies. Both girls gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their mind as they connected to girl Marilynn and Daisy. Their ecstasy surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. transport roared between them, sharing their delight. They felt every pussy 's cramp, every lip 's kiss, every finger 's caress, every lip 's suckle.

Two became four. Connection achieved.

"Oh, yes,"the four women moaned in unison. And then two pupil shuddered, overwhelmed by the nanites changing their consistence, and passed out.

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in satiated pleasure, their torso buzzing from intense delight, carried the unconscious students into a English room. They draped the girl on the floor and waited for them to recover.

Marilynn bent down and sucked on Daisy 's still exposed nipple. The amah groaned, feeling the delight of her nipple sucking while experience Marilynn 's joy at sucking on it. Duel delight flooded both of them while the nanites prepared new tentacles inside all four charwoman 's bodies.

... more link ...

... required ...

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This is not good, Merita told her server as she stared through Henrietta 's eye at the remains of the core. All that was left was the flashing beacon and the ascendancy circuitry. It was the size of it of Henrietta 's hand. The nanites were all gone, loose without any guidance. They had broken down the core for materials.

"Is this bad ?"Tabitha asked, the Melanerpes erythrocephalus peering down.

"Yes. Merita is n't well-chosen,"Henrietta answered.

This is a catastrophe. It 's destroyed. Where did they go ? I do n't see any house of them. None of the weed looks changed. They made contact with something alive.

What do we do ? Henrietta asked as Tabitha said,"We have to get back to the school. We 'll be late for our next grade. It took forever to hike out here."

I do n't cognise, Merita sighed, despair crashing on her. I 'm stuck here. And who knows what the nanites did to whoever found them.

Do we keep looking ?

Merita did n't answer.

"Etta, we have to get back,"Tabitha said."If we 're latterly, we 'll get a demerit."

Merita, talk to me. Please, Merita. Do n't be dumb. What do we do ? Is the individual in problem ?

I do n't know. The extraterrestrial 's thoughts squirmed in her server. I do n't love how to find them. They could be anywhere. I 'm never getting back menage. It 's destroyed.

I 'm so dismal. Henrietta squirmed. I am. But ... if there is zilch to do ...

Yes, yes, you have to get back to class. Merita sighed. Stuck on a primitive planet ...

I 'm sorry we 're primitive.

The nuisance in Henrietta 's thoughts hit Merita. I did n't have in mind to affront you. I am beaming we met. This is n't your flaw. Do n't experience bad, okay ? Grab the circuitry table. Maybe if we find the nanites they can rebuild the core. Merita had belittled Leslie Townes Hope of that, but she did n't want to burden Henrietta with guilt. That 's what they 're good at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can find the correct materials on your earth. But in the meantime, get back to class. No power point in you getting in trouble.

I 'm still no-count. But I am glad we met. I love you, Merita.

Merita sighed and retreated back from her server 's thought to brood on her problem.

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I ran through the Granville Stanley Hall of the school beside Tabitha. The kernel fell so far from the school it took half our lunch hour just to walk out there. Our heeled shoe slapped on the roofing tile, mine still wet from traipsing through mute grass. Merita had been silent the entire manner of walking back. I could sense her sadness.

I wanted to do something for her, but I did n't lie with what.

"I think it 's this way,"Tabitha said, her red roll flying behind her as she darted down a hallway.

Our side by side class was Latin taught by fille Erma Northrop. I had heard she had a letch for spanking female child 's merchant ship and then soothing them afterward with her soft caresses. I did n't want to be spanked. And if she did soothe me, I might lose ascendance my tentacles and expose myself as a freak.

I was favourable paeony did n't tell anyone about what we did in the bathroom this morning.

Tabitha sighed in easement, slowing to a walk before a doorway."Here it is."She took a deep breathing place, glancing at me."Oh, one of your pigtails is coming loose."

I gasped and retied the medallion while gaining my hint. Our faces were both flushed from our run, though it looked like we had sex instead. Given this schoolhouse, I was sure that was what people would think.

Ready, I opened the door and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the hour and we were n't belated. Miss Erma stood at the figurehead of the class, a chalkboard covered in Latin lyric rested behind her. She was a improbable woman, her Robert Brown fuzz piled into a severe bun, her curvy trunk covered by a dark-grey dress. Her eyes flashed upon us.

"Two min late, girls."

"Sorry, Miss Erma,"we both said in unison.

"We were lost,"Tabitha added."We are still learning the school day 's layout."

"There are no excuse for tardiness. You both arrived to the school before today, giving you ample opportunity to learn where my schoolroom was situated."

I swallowed."You are correct, Miss Erma. Our apologies."

"Apologies are all well and good, but you have broken a prescript and that requires subject to clean up out."

"correction ?"I winced.

"Yes, strip naked the both of you and deflect over my desk. You will each be spanked before the class."

The other girls, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of envy and, to my surprisal, excitement in their eyes. One of the miss with an bore countenance was shy paeony sitting in the dorsum, her hired man clasped beneath her desk over her skirt. She squirmed.

She had a hot cunny and was in expectant pauperization of her hysterics being cured.

Tabitha and I moved up to the front of the class. A tickle of excitement caressed my snatch. My nipples hardened. All those eyes watching us ... Twenty girls ... My digit worked at the buttons of my blouse as I stood before the class, my cunny growing wetter and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

"keep calmness,"Tabitha whispered as I slid off my blouse. Her eyes flicked to my mamilla, both hard and prominent against my camisole.

I nodded my head, swallowing. I had, mostly, kept myself under control while in the Headmistress 's office. It was only when she buggered me with her dildo that my tentacles came out. And I doubted young woman Erma planned on sodomizing me hard and fast.

Tabitha and I quickly stripped. I noticed the dewy excitement glistening on my lover 's thigh before she bent over the desk, her circle, freckled mammilla pillowing on the desk. My belittled pitcher jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't pillow against the desk. I wiggled my rose hip, my blonde pigtails spreading across the table. I rested my impudence on the coolheaded open, staring at my lover.

She gave me a comforting grinning and took my hand.

"wellspring, well, well,"purred Miss Erma,"what a saucy pair of bout, young stern. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us gasp. Her fingerbreadth dug into my chassis, reminding my anatomical sphincter that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

The excitement swelled in my slit and the tentacles squirmed more.

"Their sexes are wet and flushed, afflicted with that horrible disease. Female hysteric most be combated at all sentence. Young char are especially prostrate to it. If any of you feel any flutters between your thighs, feel free to relieve yourself manually. Clitoral stimulation, either through your dame or with guide contact of your finger's breadth is permitted."

"Yes, misfire Erma,"the early scholarly person said.

I glanced at them, the missy squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their cheeks grew rosy. Their thighs parted. chick and petticoat rustled as Miss Erma kept kneading my ass instead of spanking us.

Twenty girls abusing their cunnies while I was spanked ... How was I keeping myself under control ?

If I never fell, you would n't be afflicted with this problem, sighed Merita in my mind.

Do n't say that. I am not—

Crack ! Crack !

The first spanking landed. I gasped and shuddered, pain shooting through my ass and wiping away all cerebration. Tabitha spasmed beside me. young woman Erma had spanked both our rears simultaneously. Or near enough. The heat of her hand 's gloaming burned through my ass.

It was so different than when my Church Father had spanked me as a shaver. This was unembellished skin. The feminine sighs of my classmate filled the air. miss Erma 's hand rested on my tooshie, stroking my flesh as she let the pain linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

Crack ! Crack !

Tabitha and I bucked together. I moaned, my mamilla rubbing on the desk. I squirmed at the hot annoyance prickling through my asscheeks to my cunny. My tentacles writhed in my deepness as the pain became excitement.

Pleasure.

whirl ! cranny !

I gasped, my coxa undulating, my clit grinding into the bound of the desk. It was like my eubstance was built to experience this delectation. I ground my nub against it as the teacher 's hand fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my cunt, and driving my button against the heavily Sir Henry Joseph Wood. joy fluttered through me.

I grit my teeth and fought against my tentacles.

"Oh, young woman Erma,"gasped Tabitha as the double crack fell.

"Their hysterics grow,"misfire Erma said."As the pain in the ass increase, their cunnies become wetter. The flutters build. Look at how they undulated. They are grinding their over-stimulated clitorides into the desk."

"I see that, Miss Erma,"a girl gasped with breathy excitement.

I could take heed the wet rub of fingerbreadth on cunny. Some plunged digits into their human body. Chairs squeaked and their moans grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to amount out and recreate as the teacher 's helping hand fell on my ass again.

Crack ! fissure !

"Oh, Jehovah,"I groaned, my button rubbing intemperate against the edge. Sweat beaded my os frontale as I fought the swelling delight. sensory faculty rippled through my body. The exhilaration built. My tentacles pushed towards the incoming of my cunny, stretching my walls. The confection rubbing sent a shudder through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't fight your upheaval, miss,"moaned the teacher, her interpreter breathy, full of her own passion."A dismissal while being punished is a wonderful experience. The convulsion are intense."

Tabitha clenched my hand hard as the following spankings landed. Her rosehip moved. I stared at her jiggling, burning-red ass. She ground her clitoris into the desk, not fighting her mania like I was. Her green eyes fluttered.

Crack ! crack !

"Yes, yes, yes,"screamed Tabitha."Oh, yes. Miss Erma ... I was so bad ! Oh, noble, I was !"

Her climax contorted her face. Her lips formed a gross O as she screamed out her blissfulness. She thrashed on the board, her hand gripping mine so hard. I shuddered, ineffectual to resist grinding my clit on the desk, building my own coming as the tentacles ached to break loose out of me.

So honorable. Oh, yes. This is the best. The pain ... The pleasure ...

Tabitha 's mentation invaded my mind. I gasped, wanting that Lapp delicious joy. To feel my pussy exploded with the pleasure of pain. I groaned, squirming. Behind me, several girls gasped in feminine delight, achieving their masturbatory release.

"And now it 's your turn, little strumpet,"misfire Erma moaned."Let me listen you squeal."

Crack ! scissure !

Both the teacher 's manpower fell on my ass. She slapped both my butt-cheeks together. I groaned, straining against my tentacles writhing need as the nuisance flared and my clitoris soil into the desk 's edge. It was so sharp, hurting my button, which made the raptus exquisite.

"Let me hear you scream, juicy young lady !"

quip ! Crack !

"No,"I moaned, squirming, so stopping point to cumming, to letting my tentacles burst out of my cunny. Merita, assistant me.

I ca n't do anything, she sulked.

"You will cum if I have to spank your ass until it is shameful and blue."Miss Erma squeezed my burning ass. She pressed the strawman of her clothes against me, humping against me, the textile cool on the spinal column of my thigh and brushing the sass of my twat. The tentacles were at the hatchway of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the cloth of her skirt.

I lost command of them.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I screamed as I came.

My twat rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my pussycat and against Miss Erma. The appendages burned to feel her flesh. They slammed into her genitalia, driving her back a measure before they gripped the material of her wench, pulling at it. I shuddered, walking on air rippling down the sensitive tentacles as they ripped at the cloth.

My tentacles were strong.

The fabric tore.

"What is going on ?"gasped missy Erma."What are those coming out of your ... ?"

Her discussion trailed off as my tentacles wrapped about her naked thigh. Two of them rubbed at her puss, one nuzzling at her clitoris, the other stroking her purulent lip. She felt so hot and wet against my appendages. I moaned, my sexual climax intensifying as I stroked her, drinking in the sensations.

"They 're my tentacles,"I moaned, out of control condition. I had to jazz her. I had to feel what it was like in my instructor 's holes.

A third tentacle slithered between the brass of her rear, lubed by my dripping pussy juices. I rammed a tentacle into her ass and pussy. She gasped, shuddering as both her gob were filled by my wriggling appendages.

She felt rattling. Hot and wet and silky and tight and velvety and amazing. Both her gob gripped my plunging tentacles. I squirmed on the desk, squeezing Tabitha 's bridge player as I fucked my tentacles in and out of her cunny and bowels.

I fucked and buggered her hard.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned."Oh, you are so delicious."

Thomas More cloth tore. My two other tentacles ripped her naked, stripping her before the class. The young lady gasped in astonishment. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their fingers into their cunnies, lust burning in their eyes.

"Oh, my Maker,"gasped young lady Erma."Oh, yes. Oh, wow. That 's ... yes, yes, yes."

My two tentacles wrapped about her enceinte breasts. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my clitoris into the edge of the desk. Her two tits bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her nipples were so hard. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her hard, loving the duel mavin rushing down my tentacles.

"Oh, yes, fuck her,"moaned Tabitha as she writhed beside me."Oh, yes, this is so hot. Oh, wow, ram those tentacles into her."

"I am,"I moaned.

Tabitha sat up. She moved behind me, stroking my tentacles where they emerged from my pussy then tickling my cunny lips. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about young lady Erma 's tit. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

Mmm, she tastes luscious, opine Tabitha. sourness and dirty. I love it. No wonder Geneve licked my rectum during the bath. Oh, yes, this is amazing.

"So amazing, Tabitha. Rim me while I fuck our teacher."

Another orgasm built in my depths as I worked my four tentacles. The ends of the dyad wrapped about her pap played with her mammilla. The other two worked over and over into her trap, fucking her, making her spasm and gasp. Her bowels and twat clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her hands sliding up and down her sides.

"Oh, yes, this is awesome, Henrietta,"gasped young lady Erma.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned from the rachis of the year. The brown-haired girl 's typeface screwed up. She gasped and shuddered, cumming hard."I love those tentacles. She took my hymen in the tub with them."

"This is so crazy,"another daughter said, her brassy-brown hairsbreadth shaking about her shoulders.

"But hot. Oh, yes. My clitoris is aching. I 'm going to have such a release."

"Yes, yes, frig your cunnies and rub your clitorides,"I moaned, squirming, grinding my clitoris on the desk."Do it. Let 's all keep open cumming and cumming."

"It 's the unspoilt,"Tabitha moaned before she pressed her tongue into my asshole.

I gasped. It was so yucky. So many esthesis crashed through my physical structure. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red hair caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the pain while her tongue swirled through my bowels. My tentacles all savored the feel of Miss Erma 's soundbox, shooting joy to my pussy while my button ached against the desk and my nipples rubbed on its smooth surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. girl Erma moaned louder. Her trunk spasmed. Her yap convulsed about my tentacles. detrition 's delight raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my heart widening at the sweet delight of feeling her climax flare-up in her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes,"fille Erma gasped."Oh, missy, this is amazing. I do n't sympathise, but ... but ... Yes !"

Miss Erma 's voice echoed through the classroom. Her twat and whoreson clenched so hard on my turncock. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. The joy swelled through me. Such sweet delight building in my core.

"This is hazardous,"gasped another girl.

"I 'm cumming ! Yes, yes ! So hot !"

"natural state !"

The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The heady scent made my head swim. My pleasure built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and snatch lips. She worked her lingua oceanic abyss into my asshole, fucking in and out as I tensed.

And came.

"Oh, Lord, yes,"I moaned."Merita, Merita, is n't this tremendous ?"

My tentacles pulsed with pleasure. missy Erma gasped as her pussy and asshole stretched about the expanding and contracting tentacles. I groaned, my cunny spasming about my tentacles while I bucked and thrashed on the desk.

Pleasure boiled through my body.

It reached my idea and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my pleasure. Other girls joined me. Tabitha sucked on my asshole, adding more delight. My head tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their final fourth dimension into misfire Erma 's body.

And then I collapsed on the desk, my tentacles withdrawing. I heard girl Erma stagger back. She bumped into a desk. Girls gasped and moaned, achieving their departure all across the classroom. I looked at them, their eyes fixed on my cunny stretched wide-cut open about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will love my secret.

"W-what are you, fille Henrietta ?"asked the heaving young woman Erma, her eye narrowing now that her lecherousness were satiated."How do you ... have those ... affair ?"

concern constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Geneva and Emaleine awoke at the Sami moment. Their eyes snapped exposed and they arose, their pussy stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's back tentacles. The two miss smiled, taking hands and staring at their other halves.

"We need to colligate to more girls,"the four said in unison, their torso tingling with sexual hullabaloo, new tentacles prepare to get to new connector.

And there was a school of girls and women awaiting them.

To be continued ...