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

"... henrietta ..."

The faint vox called to me as I floated through darkness. It was feminine, familiar.

"... henrietta ..."

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

"... henrietta ..."

I was at Kensington Boarding School overwhelmed by all the strange, new hotshot. My idea darted from Nurse Leroy Robert Paige 's"health check treatment"when she cured my hysterics by licking me to a wonderful sexual climax to my new friend Tabitha hinting we would"cure"each former of hysteric in the dark of our way tonight. It had frightened me. I knew it was a sin to affect another fair sex like that.
A lesbian sin.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then I fled the schoolhouse out into the evening fog. The falling wizard had crashed into the worldly concern and I found it, a ash gray egg. Then I fell into the volcanic 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 find so well. Paroxysms 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 fay had sunk into my physique and ... and ... the darkness had crashed down on me. It had been too very much to take.

"... Henrietta ..."

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

"Henrietta."

It came through clearly. It sounded alien, her mouth not quite pronouncing the sound right. It was an accent I had never heard before. capital of the United Kingdom was a cosmopolitan city. 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 get to be afraid."

affectionateness engulfed my consistency. I did still have a body. I was n't just a consciousness floating in an uncreated vacuum. The warmth drew me away from the nihility. Merita 's voice guided to me, beckoning to me. I followed the pansy 's Holy Scripture and opened my eyes.

I was still in a void.

Only in this nothingness I had a eubstance. I blinked as I floated through a darkness more absolute than any I had ever encountered. And yet I could see my naked body as clear as if sunlight lit them. But there were no shadows. My modest breasts and hard nipples did n't close up the ignitor, creating patterns.

"It 's okay,"Merita whispered.

Her tentacles were wrapped about me, purple against my tusk skin. The end of one played idly with the blonde curls covering my pudenda. A hot frisson ran through my body. A hysteric itch formed between my thighs, aching for Nurse Paige 's"medical treatment."I squirmed as I felt Merita pressed up behind me, her breasts minuscule, her tit hard. Her munition wrapped about me, hands clasped over my stomach as she nuzzled her hairless face against my neck.

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

"Primitive ?"I squawked.

"fountainhead, yes. You have just discovered electrical energy. You are ten away from utilizing the electromagnetic spectrum for communicating. You 're only playing around with the most basic of computational simple machine. The basal mean value of transport is brute based."

"We have trains."

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

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

"faery ..."Merita said the word slowly."No, no. I am not a mythic creature who plays conjuration on your race. I am ..."She hesitated."foreigner is the best password in your language."

"You 're from another country ?"

"Planet."Merita 's handwriting flew out and the world blurred. A Amytal sphere appeared, painted with white, fluffy spot and dotted with body politic that was a mix of green-brown and ... My eyes widened."Is that ... Earth ?"

"From orbit. Your sort are a 100 away from the most crude technology to see this,"she said."This is your major planet. Earth."

"Are you from blemish then ? Or Venus ?"An stimulate apprehension jumped into my voice."Is that why you 're so beautiful and naked ? Because you 're from genus Venus ?"

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

My center widened as the cosmos zoomed. My stomach lurched as dry land flew away, dwindling to a diminished point. Then the sun became a little dot. We hurtled past tense stars and flew through clouds of colourful dust. My optic widened as we stopped before a aristocratical 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 much 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 stand by here until I can repair my ship. If I can doctor my ship."

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

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

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

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

I nodded my head.

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

I shook my head.

"well, they 're picayune ... zombi. And they are inside of you fixing the wound, but your trunk 's immune organisation rejected them. They have n't fixed you yet, only created temporary face so you can move and breathe and not die. If I did n't merge with you, your body would throw rejected the help and died. So long as we 're one, the nanomachines will fix you."

"Are you sure you 're not a queer ?"I asked, my head word reeling. Immune arrangement ? Little robot inside of me. Like those windup flirt clocksmith build ?"Because that sounds like magic."

"It 's not. It 's science. Very, very raise science."

"And you 're in me now ?"

"Uh-huh."

"And this is all my imaging ?"

"Yes it is."

"This is a petty much. I mean ..."I swallowed."What if I 've gone crazy ? 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 playacting with my halcyon pubic hairsbreadth slid down between my wooden leg and rubbed at my kitty. Pleasure tingled through me. My folds instantly grew wet as the rubbery appendage stroked me. My nipples ached and I squirmed, suddenly so mindful of her tit poking me in the back.

Hard nipples.

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

"Amazing,"she purred, her representative husky."Mmm, you are beautiful. Your whisker 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 clitoris. My toes curled as I squirmed again. Her touch was delicious, teasing me, stroking me, driving me so wild.

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

"Such a curious way to say you 're horny,"Merita purred, her natural language licking my ear."I like it. I 'll cure your hysteric, yes. I 'll make you cum. Relax you so you can line up sleeplessness again."

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

It was tremendous. Everywhere her tentacles brushed me sent tingling bang across my skin. They caress my stomach and thigh, my arms and chest. One wrapped about my small breast, squeezing it, exciting my nipple at the tip. Her tentacle 's tip flicked at my tough nipple.

I gasped,"Merita."

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

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

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

And then her lip kissed around to the back of my neck. They were so soft and warm and wet. Everywhere they touched me sent waver of delectation through my trunk. My fingers clenched as she kissed let down, reaching my prickle, following it down between my shoulder blades. She licked and nuzzled, teasing me.

It was delicious.

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

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

Her brim kissed bring down. I trembled every clock time she took a quick lick up my spine. I shivered, the sensations running all the way down to my pussycat teased by her tentacle. Others played with my teat, flicking them and rubbing slow circles about them. Her tentacles constricted about my torso, squeezing and relaxing as Merita grew more excited.

She had four tentacles. Two played with my tit and the third wiggled at the ingress of my pussy. The fourth brushed my lips. I kissed it, savoring the rubbery texture. My tongue licked out, swirling about it.

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

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

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

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

I gasped as she filled my hot, wet depths. Her tentacle riffle interior of me. It swelled and constricted, stretching me blanket open. My oral cavity opened across-the-board as I groaned. Her former tentacle slid into my mouth. I sucked on it and moaned as she fucked her process into my pussy.

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

I shuddered at her word. It was so cunning and colly all at the Saami clip. Cunny. My cunny contracted on her twat as her lips nuzzled low-toned down my body. Her hands slid down, stroking my rosehip then the impudence of my buttocks. I gasped as she pried them apart.

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

I gasped about the tentacle nookie in and out of my rima oris as her tongue swirled about my puckered sphincter. My target clenched, trying to squeeze shut but her finger kept them pried apart. She giggled, her tentacle fucking deeper into my kitty as she tongued me.

"Mmm, such a saturnine, crude smell. I like the predilection of your ass, Henrietta. So good."

I could only writhe and moan as she wiggled her spit like a modest tentacle into my bowels. My eyes widened. I sucked so hard on her tentacle reaming my sassing while my puss clenched on the appendage sliding in and out of my wet depths.

delight stirred inside of me. The fluttering of my hysteric grew as the wicked sensation of her natural language probing my anatomical sphincter merged with her tentacle pleasuring my cunny. I trembled, my mammilla aching against her other appendages.

I wanted to scream out my growing pleasure.

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

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

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

"Oh, you 're curing my hysteric, 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 side. Her tentacles flicked my nipples. wonderful virtuoso crashed through me.

I came.

Awe inspiring paroxysms of delight spasmed out of my cunny. My soma convulsed about her tentacle as the moving ridge of bliss 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 thoroughly,"moaned Merita."Keep sucking on my tentacle while your cunny massages the early. Oh, Henrietta. You 're so amazing. I love your organic structure. Oh, yes. Oh, wow."

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

Her tentacle popped out of my mouth."Oh, Merita, oh, wow."I was so wonderfully tired. Lethargic. I buzzed, the fluttery whiz gone from my stomach."That was so very much improve than Nurse Satchel 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 eyes, her blazon and tentacles holding me. My hand stroked her spine up to her bald head, loving how she felt as I humped my cunny into her pussy. My clitoris ached. The hysterical flutters 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 lick each other 's cunnies ?"

My heart widened. I remembered the pleasure of Nurse Paige licking through mine. It had felt so wonderful and wicked. I knew it was wrong if we did it. But was this even material ? It was like a dream. I could n't sin in my dreams.

"Yes !"

I was eager to taste her. To taste my foremost puss. 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 feast. I caught my breath as I stared at the violet flock of her puss. They were darker than her flesh, and swollen. juice glistened and beaded on them.

I felt that Lapplander, wet estrus adorning my own nethers. Were my pussycat mouth swollen like that ? Engorged by my passion ? Was that what caused the fluttering scabies between my second joint just begging for individual to touch and still my hysteric ?

Maybe.

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

I groaned and hugged her with my arms. I caressed her back as my mamilla pressed into her breadbasket. Her pap rubbed on mine. I licked my lips, staring at her pussycat, wanting to puzzle out 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 interrogation shot through my mind.

And then were banished by her licking tongue.

I groaned,"Merita,"as her tongue slid through my crimp. It was a behind, appease clout. It was so different from her rubbery tentacles. Her tongue was smaller, wetter. I gasped as she brushed the entrance to my pussy before pushing her lingua in like she had into my bowels.

The pleasure rippled through me. I groaned and pulled harder on her, forcing her pussy rim against my mouth. I tasted her. Flowery and sweet. My tongue licked out through her flexure. My optic widened. My fingers tightened on her back as I slid through her folds. She tasted terrific. Her succus were thicker than water, almost creamy. They clung to my lips 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 terrific hearing my epithet from her voice. My thighs pressed on her cycle, bare mind as her tongue dug deep into my pussy. She flicked my clitoris and wonderful electric discharge exploded through me.

I had to refund 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 hands up to hold on her ass as I sucked her button into my mouth. I nibbled on it, loving how she bucked and responded.

"Henrietta, yes,"she moaned, squirming as I kneaded her backside. I loved how her boldness felt in my hand. I clenched, pulling her pussy 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 knife drove that thought from my nous. She slid through my folds then nibbled on my backtalk. I gasped and shuddered, squirming more, drinking in the sensations. I copied her, sucking on her labia, driving her wild.

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

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

"You taste like flowers."

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

Then I smiled as I licked through her folds. My fingerbreadth ventured in between her butt-cheeks. I found her sphincter, touching it, not caring that it was marked-up. We were in a pipe dream. Nothing here was real. Nothing here was a sin.

"Henrietta,"she gasped, her voice wonderfully throaty, as I wormed my finger into her gut. My finger sank up to the knuckle joint. She was so quick and tight and uncut. 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 other while I fingered her motherfucker. I wormed my tongue deep into her pussy as my finger pumped faster and faster in her. She squirmed Sir Thomas 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 impendent paroxysm swelled inside of me. My orgasm. My cum. She tongued my cunny faster and faster. She flicked my button as she squirmed on me.

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

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

A floodlight of her juices squirted out of her pussy and splashed into my fount. I opened my oral cavity, the warm, flowery nectar filling my mouth. Her bowels spasmed about my fingerbreadth as she bucked and shuddered atop me. I drank down her juices, marveling that she could farm so much, while I held her.

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

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

Her tentacles stroked my back faster and faster. I loved the feel of them. I groaned, my toes curling as her glossa whipped my cunny to a foam. My orgasm built in my astuteness, a wondrous release to bring around my hysterics.

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

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

My soundbox spasmed. My pussy clenched. pleasure explosion in the astuteness so of my cunny. I moaned into her sugared sex as the convulsion filled my consistence. I came so knockout. I bucked and shuddered, the pleasure crashing into my mind and ...

... carried me off into tremendous darkness.

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Merita smiled as the world she constructed in Henrietta 's intellect to still her into their new situation faded. She turned around, her dream-body buzzing with the joy of her orgasm. Henrietta floated naked, her dead body pale and lovely, blonde pigtails hovering in the weightless void.

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

Henrietta mewled, floating on the bliss of her sexual climax. Merita smiled and kissed her lover on the sass. Then she sighed and waited for Henrietta to wake-up. Merita 's thoughts turned to her problem. She was stuck in Henrietta 's body until the girl healed. And her starship was broken. And an crucial piece of music had fallen off.

If a human being found the CORE first ...

Merita shuddered to reckon what would happen.

The world grew fainter and fainter as Henrietta came nearer and nearer to consciousness. Merita hugged Henrietta 's dream eubstance and smiled as the existence faded. Merita merged into Henrietta 's head, occupying a diminished corner as the lady friend 's eyes fluttered open.

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

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I opened my center, obeying Merita 's phonation voicelessness in me.

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

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

"O.K.,"I said."You can register my view ?"

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

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

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

"Those things keeping me alive ?"

*Yes. They can ... change things. mold things. If a human being is exposed to them without a computer to guide them ... * Merita shuddered in my mind. *Well, it would be bad. Do you see the panel to your rightfield near the seat ? It has three Green River light source and a flashing 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 flashing red. *Yes, I see it, Merita. *

epitome flashed through my mind of Merita pressing the greenness push button in a sealed chronological sequence. *Just do that. Okay. It 'll root for out the scanner. And then we 'll go find it. *

*What, tonight ? * I asked as I punched in the clitoris. *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 ? schooling ? *

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

*But the core. *

*I 'll find meter to help you look, sanction ? But not tonight. I 'll get in trouble. Please, I do n't need to get a spanking. * Especially not after hearing some of the instructor would fill advantage after a spanking, touching their students inappropriately, curing their hysterics.

Doing what Merita and I had done in the dream.

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

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

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

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

Merita flashed instructions through my thought. I climbed out and the cold-blooded air shot through me. I was naked. My clothing gone, stripped off of me and stored in the ship. Merita showed me how to call back them, and I dressed, my teeth chattering and my feet dancing, as fast as I could. The fog was so thickheaded. It covered everything.

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

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

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

"No, no,"I gasped out loud. I put the scanner into a pocket in my annulus than hurried out of the crater. The background crumbled beneath my animal foot. I held my skirt up so I did n't head 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 lighter of the oil lamps in the windows made the schooling gleam in the fog, illuminating it. I followed the lights and reached the back door. I smoothed my dame, only a piffling flushed from my elbow grease, and strode inside, my belly twisting.

I hope I was n't in tro—

"Etta !"

I yelped in impact. The excited voice of Tabitha greeted me. She jumped to her feet from her hindquarters at one of the dining room tables and rushed across the empty room to me, her red hair bouncing about her shoulders. A unbosom grinning spread across her freckle brass. Her arms threw around me, hugging me tight.

I could n't help but be cognisant of the lenient flavor of her little knocker pressing on mine. I blushed to my roots and squirmed in her lush embrace.

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

"I ..."So much had happened, I struggled to remember why I had even run out into the Night. Discovering that a lesbian stranger with tentacles had crushed behind our school day then possessed my trunk was hard enough to deal with."I just ... needed air. You know, a prissy even constitutional, as my Father of the Church would put it."

"In this fog ?"Tabitha shook her head."wellspring, Etta, I 'm just gladiola you 're okay."

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

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

*Diminutive ? *

*People with long names often get them shortened as pet names or soubriquet, usually used by masses close to you. Friends, 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 fountainhead."You look like you 're concentrating on a numerical equality. School has not started yet. No pauperization 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 out."

Before I could resolve, the profuse young lady seized my helping hand 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 trading floor, top of the school. Tabitha was panting when we reached the top and gave me a curious look.

"Did you do lots of calisthenics at your lowest school day ?"

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

Our room was diminished, two seam on either side with a shared nightstand between. An oil lamp set on it, though it was unlit. The solely ignitor came from the window, dim from the fog. Tabitha struck a mate and lit the lamp adjusting the taper to develop a bright flame.

*Such crude 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 undressing together was to be expected. But after indulging in lesbian passion with Merita, I was suddenly so aware of the feminine cast and the delight it offered. I caught my intimation as her release worked down, exposing her chemise beneath. She stripped out of her dress, carefully hanging it in the wardrobe on her side of the elbow room. She peeled out of her petticoats and teddy, stripping naked before me.

She was so sick, her peel whiter than mine, with freckle dusting her shoulders and down to her diminished breasts. Firm and round, bigger than mine, with knock nipples hardened by the frisson in the way. Her skin pebbled from the frigidity as my gaze slid down to the fiery thatch of hair's-breadth between her thighs.

*Ooh, wow, that 's delectable, * Merita moaned. *Your chicken hair—*

*Blonde, * I corrected.

*Your blonde hair is lovely, but that red. So shining. Wow. I 've never seen anything like it. Your raceway is so lucky to cause your strange pussy hair. *

*Pubic pilus. * My blush intensified.

*Pubic tomentum, yes. *

A hot urge rippled through me. My pussy grew moist as Tabitha bent over, digging into the chest at the base of her closet. I stared at her round of drinks ass, more than torrid pubic haircloth peeking out between slender thighs. Her snatch hidden. I wanted to display it. To push aside her Robert Curl and figure out her. She shifted as she searched then jerk free her nightgown. She pulled over her header, her consistency shift as she worked the linen paper down her eubstance.

"There,"she said."That 's comfortably. Brr, it 's a small chilly."She turned to front me and blinked."Etta, you got to get au naturel. And then, I think, I need your help."She flopped onto her bed, her feet sticking out of the bed of the long nightgown, her pap dimpling the fabric.

"Oh, yes,"I blushed, my fingers heading to the push of my blouse.

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

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

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

*Sin ? Such a primitive concept. It 's just sex. Something that you should n't palpate any shame for enjoying. * Merita let out a purring jest. *I know I felt no shame 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 shoulder joint, revealing my camisole. The skirt came off, rustling over my lacy underskirt. I bent down, untie my place 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 char. I bet all the men want to marry you."

"You 're reasonably, too,"I answered. Flashes of her red-furred fork flared in my mind, obscuring my imagination. Merita caused that.

My cunny itched more. I squirmed. I needed to have my hysterics 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 underbodice, then quickly fished out a nightgown before Tabitha noticed the juice glistening on my thighs, a sure signboard I had hysterics in pauperism of curing. I pulled it on over my head and dashed to my bed.

"time lag, 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 earliest, the ones that sent me fleeing into the dark. She wanted us to"cure"each other 's hysterics. To mesh in Lesbian sin.

*Sin, * snorted Merita. *Do n't be slow. I can finger the desire you have for your friend. She is beautiful. Two females making 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 pridefulness as I stared at my friend, her finger drawing up the hem of her nightdress, exposing more and Thomas More of her branch."Etta, I really need your help. I 'm so out of sorts. All wet and squirmy down there. Can you ... thumb me ? I can help oneself you out once you 've cured me. But I need the convulsion. So badly. And it 's too late to excite the nurse. I wo n't be able-bodied to sleep. And tomorrow is so very important."

The hem slipped eminent. I stood rooted, scared and aroused, wanting to go to her and wanting to take flight while my eye could n't calculate away from her bone legs. More and Sir Thomas More of her was revealed. And then her pubic tomentum ... So bright against her sick peel, A beacon, drawing me to her.

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

I fell onto my genu onto the hard mattress. My workforce stroked her thigh, pushing them apart, revealing her fur matted with her hullabaloo, tip of pink peeking through the fortunate forest. I breathed in her tangy musk, my oral fissure salivating.

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

"Etta,"gasped my admirer as I buried my facial expression 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 hands wrapped about her as I felt her silky pubic hair tickle my nose and cheeks. They were so delicate. And her cunny ...

So wet. So hot. So tasty.

Her tangy juice coated my clapper. I shuddered, my pussy aching as I devoured my friend. My digit reached down, parting her pussy brim, exposing her sheepfold and the membrane of tegument stretched over her pussy 's entrance. I nuzzled at her virginal membrane, poking my tongue a bit through one of the diminished holes before I lapped up to her clitoris.

"Etta,"she gasped."Oh, yes, you 've done this before, you naughty miss. On who ? A friend from schoolhouse ? One of the maids in your home ? Who did you bring around ?"

"Merita,"I moaned between licks.

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

"Something like that."My lips sealed on her clit as my fingerbreadth stroked her twat sass. I did n't desire to sing more. I should n't induce even mentioned her figure, but I was so caught up in my sinful desires. I knew this was wrong, and somehow that made it even more exciting.

My tongue swirled on her clitoris, caressing it like Merita had taught me. The alien whispered in my idea, encouraging me, savoring the pleasure. Merita felt it, too. My pussy clenched at the revolting matter she whispered in my thoughts.

*That 's it. Lick her, dyke slovenly woman. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes, yes, Devour her cunny. Make her cum. bring around her hysterics with your spicy cum. Oh, she tastes so good. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. Listen to her groan. *

*They 're wonderful, * I answered.

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

"Me, too."

I licked my backtalk, cleaning them of her juices before diving into her slit once more. I nibbled on Tabitha 's folds and licked at her hymen again, my nose nuzzling into her petty clitoris. Eighteen-years-old and I was turning into a lesbian hussy.

My parents would be horrified.

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

A throaty moan burst from her lips."Oh, yes, Etta. Oh, yes. I can feel it coming. My ... my paroxysm. Yes, yes, therapeutic my hysteric !"

Her part rose a whole octave as she came, releasing a shrill screeching. Her succus flooded tangy out of her puss. I gulped them down, reveling in the fact I made my friend cum. I gave her sapphic pleasure. And I loved every present moment of it.

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

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

"Yes,"I moaned.

We kissed. It was so wonderful. Her rim were so soft. I was on top of her, feeling her squirm beneath me, her hand pulling up my night-robe. She nibbled on my humble lip as she bared more and more of my pegleg. Then her work force were caressing me, sending astonish pleasure shooting up to my pussy.

She broke the kiss."Roll over. I have to lap up you. To use my knife to pay you such sweet relief."

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

*It is, * I agreed.

Tabitha settled between my thigh, 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 trade good as I do."Tabitha licked her lips and lowered her head.

Her first knife swipe was hesitant, unsure. Then she sighed and licked again. And again. Each one was more surefooted, surer. Her fingers pulled my snatch lips apart, her tongue trouncing and nuzzling.

"No hymen. Who did you pass on it to ?"

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

"With a dildo ?"

"Yes,"I lied."Please, just figure out me."

Her knife pressed into my hole before she licked up to my clitoris. I groaned, a press swelling in my cunny. I felt so good, like something grew inside of me. I moaned, arching my backrest as her lingua found my clitoris, sucking, nibbling.

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

Not with my hired man or legs. My optic widened.

Purple tentacles had sprouted from my cunny and wrapped about my friend 's forefront. Her eyes were wilderness with fright.

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

To be continued ...