Boarding School coming upon
Chapter septenary : Henrietta 's kitty Tentacles Molests Her class
By mypenname3000
copyright 2016

"Answer me, Miss Henrietta,"panted my Latin teacher, Miss Erma. She stepped back from the desk. I lay stretched over it, my ass electrocution from the spanking she gave me, my small titty rubbing naked into the desk. Why does she have tentacles ? I heard her thoughts echo in my head, one of my new powers since I met Merita, the tribade extraterrestrial being. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new friend and lover Tabitha. We both were late arriving to Miss Erma 's class. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing core to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were diminished zombie like the single inside my body repairing mys pine—had escaped, eating the core in the process.

Merita feared they had encountered a human and were causing all sorts of problems.

And I wanted to assist her, I did, but I had problems of my own. While Miss Erma spanked Tabitha and me, she excited us. There was something so erotic about her hand smack over and over on my bottom, the forte crack, the heating plant reaching into my snatch and making me thrill with bliss. It was ecstatic. Amazing.

And that turmoil made my pussy tentacles squirm. I tried to verify myself while the class masturbated, watching our correction. She spanked us until we had our sexual climax. Tabitha came first, gasping and moaning. I tried to fight it, but misfire Erma was so insistent that I also achieve my release.

She made me cum. And I lost all dominance over my pussy tentacles.

Since the unknown merged with me, I gained the tentacles and something Merita called telepathy. Now I had four squirming, writhing, and sensitive tentacles, as empurpled as Merita, in my cunny. They burst out of my pussy, eager to touch and caress a woman, to drive her wild with passion.

Before the masturbating class, I fucked girl Erma with my tentacles, looking control of them when I climaxed. I plunged them in and out of her holes, ripping her frock off in the outgrowth. She gasped and moaned, my outgrowth reaming her asshole and twat while the early eighteen-year-old educatee watched wide-eyed. Before, only Peony and Tabitha knew my secret.

Now they all knew.

What would they do ? Would they think I was a freak ? Something that belonged in a travel zoo and not in a schoolhouse for educating Thomas Young woman. Yes, the school had liberal policies on sapphic pleasure, encouraging mental faculty and students to explore each other 's bodies, to relieve each other 's hysterics.

To make love to each other in the most repellent of manner.

But this ? I could learn the impact in Miss Erma 's voice as she stared at my kitty, trying to spot my tentacles. I did n't know what to do. aid me, Merita, I plead to the voice that occupied my mind. What can I say ?

I do n't sleep together, Merita answered, her representative sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the core meant the possible action of being stranded on my planet. As much as she loved me and was glad she met, my world was so primitive. She talked about things I could n't even infer, that English people did n't even have words for.

I mean, there was n't even electricity in our school. It was too far from London or any other large city. We were lucky it had a railway system and a telegraph station in the nearby town.

"Miss Henriette, you will tell me what those are this split second,"insisted Miss Erma."They were like the tentacles of an octopus. And the things they did to my physical structure ..."

"Wonderful things,"Tabitha sighed. My carrottop friend rolled over onto her back, her round titty pillowing into two lentiginose mounds."Were n't they, Miss Erma ? You loved them. You had such a release. Etta really cured the hysterics stirred by spanking our bums."

"Yes, she did,"misfire Erma admitted. She patted her hair gathered in a dangerous bun. It was still severe, held in lieu by several hairpins, but more than a few locks had escaped as she thrashed."I can not deny that. But her ... tentacles are ... unusual."

I bit my lip."I am regretful, Miss Erma,"I said, a shudder running through my torso."I ... I ..."rent fell down my cheeks."I tried to keep them under c-control. B-but when y-you made m-m-me org-gasm, they c-came out."

binge fell hot down my cheeks. My articulation choked up. I covered my aspect with my handwriting, feeling all the eyes on me, my red butt, and my twat. The socio-economic class all had to be staring at my cunny, trying to see the tentacles.

"T-they 're n-new. I ... I ..."

Yes, yes, tell them about me, sighed Merita. Just ... leave out where my ship is.

I tried to preserve speech production, but the tears came faster. Tabitha put a comforting paw on my shoulder joint as I squirmed on the desk. They would interlock me up. Send me to one of those Sanitariums. There was one near my house. So dark and foreboding. You could hear the people inside screaming.

Then Miss Erma grasped me with gentle fingerbreadth and pulled me onto my ft. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled iron boot, giving her a few More in of acme. My face pressed into her ample bosom. It was such a comforting motion as her mitt stroked my back.

"There, there. It 's okay. I did n't signify to frighten you. I was just ... shocked. I have never seen anything like that in my life history. And what you did with them ... I have never had my hysterics cured with such dynamism. Do n't cry."

"E-everyone m-must think I-I 'm a f-freak. A-a d-disgusting ..."

"You 're not disgusting, mightily girls ?"

"right wing, missy Erma,"the girls chorused.

"This daybreak, she took my maidenhead in the bathing tub,"paeony spoke up. Her tentacles were ever so delightful and gave me such an effervescent release. It was quite satisfying. Even if it did disappoint nanny Paige that my cherry was already plucked."

"They do depend ... fun,"Kayleigh said, a well-endowed daughter with strawberry-blonde curls.

"Yes,"nodded a raven-haired, pale-faced fille with wide, blue eyes. I did n't live her name. She licked at her mucilaginous fingerbreadth, her Gy dame clearly hiked over her knees.

"Where do they fall from ?"another girl asked, an bore smiling on her face.

"Can anyone grow them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

"Or Communist China ? I bet they 're from china. Or Japan."

I swallowed."No, no. I 've never been to any alien place. They're—"

"Did a gypsy curse you ?"another girlfriend asked."Or was it a fairy ?"

"The blue-blooded folk do have a horse sense of humor,"nodded Kayleigh."I bet one of them did that."

I froze, squirming. I thought Merita was a fairy when I first met her. That she had taken me inside her silver egg as part of her mischief. That sounds like a with child story to recount, Merita said, her voice slightly more involved. Not so depressed. distinguish them that.

"Yes."I swallowed."Last dark, I went for a walk in the fog."

Tabitha nodded her head in support.

"And while I was walking, a shooting mavin fell. It burned so bright and so hot, so I went to find it."That part was dependable."And I found this silver egg. It was so beautiful. I went to the egg and touched it and it ... it ..."

"Hatched,"supplied Tabitha, taking my hand as I rested my head word against misfire Erma 's bout bosom. Her nipple was intemperately, rubbing on my cheek."It hatched and out came a fairy."

"And she was beautiful."I pictured Merita as she appeared."Purple skin with absolutely no hair."

"Even on her pass ?"the raven-haired female child asked.

"Yes. She did n't even have eyebrow. And her chest were daily round and her mammilla were even darker purpleness. She was so beautiful. Enchanting, even."

I was ? Merita asked.

You were. You were gorgeous. As frightened as I was, I still noticed that.

"And she hovered over me with these tentacles. And she touched me with them. She sensed my hysteric were edifice, and she caressed me, kissed me, and took my hymen. I writhed in such howling bliss. Ecstasy."

"Wow,"Peony said.

All the girls nodded their psyche. Since attending school, the had all discovered the joys women could share with each other. They squirmed on the desk, several still rubbing their cunnies, tidal bore to have their first sexual climax or a second.

"That does sound amazing,"Miss Erma said, still stroking my back. A shudder rushed down to my pussy.

heat energy blossomed and the tentacles writhed inside.

"Her tentacles pumped in and out of me,"I continued, loving the tactile property of misfire Erma 's naked dead body against mine. Her nipple was right by my mouth. I could lick her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my release, that wonderful moment of bubbling convulsion, she merged with me."

"What ?"misfire Erma asked. Merged ? With a fairy ? How remarkable.

"She 's inside me now. We 're one mortal. And the tentacles are her giving. Now I get to play with them. I get the joy of stroking a fair sex and plunging my appendages in and out of her cunny. To embrace the wonderful feel of silky flesh caressing me."

I shuddered."It is such a wonderful feeling. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysterics, Miss Erma. I had my release, too."

"I heard, you wicked girl."The aged woman shuddered."So you are possessed by a sprite. And one with tentacles. I am not familiar with that kind."

"But there are so many,"I told her."And I bet there are even more baffled to history, not recorded down and were lost as the Christians stamped out the local anesthetic infidel beliefs."

"Quite right you are,"she nodded."Well, class, this is a noteworthy turn of events."

She broke away from me, stepping back, her eubstance flushed as her reheel boots clicked on the floor. She stared down at the tattered remains of her apparel clinging about her hips, a frown appearance. She bent down, grasping a torn combat of fabric belonging to her undergarments.

"I am sorry about the dress, miss Erma."I swallowed."I 'm afraid by holding my tentacles in, by trying to agitate my orgasm, it caused me to misplace all control when it did finally happen."

"Well, in luminance of the satisfaction your tentacles gave me, I am more than benignant enough to forgive you."She smiled, licking her lips."I think all of us can agree that we experienced such joy today."

"Definitely,"Tabitha nodded, standing nude beside me.

The former lady friend in the schoolroom nodded, their eyes all staring at me. It made me experience so self-conscious. My dress was folded on the desk. I wanted to pull it on. A shudder ran through me. And a pang of agitation increasing the heat. The tentacles writhed more, caressing the walls of my pussy.

The dark-haired young woman gasped."Her groin just moved. Was that your tentacles, Henrietta ?"

"Yes,"I blushed."Um ..."

"Christine,"she answered, blue optic wide.

"Yes,"I nodded."Between everyone looking at me and embracing young lady Erma 's naked organic structure has made me More than a little hysterical. And they do get active when I feel those flutters."

"Wow,"a few of the little girl 's said.

"Miss Erma,"Christine said, her center eager,"may we make another presentation of her tentacles ? I think we would all be so grateful if we could see them. Observe them. They are a remarkable discovery."

"Hmm,"young lady Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her legs. Her great breasts jiggled, her nipples so hard and inviting."I think that is a good way to spend year. I rather doubt any of you girls are in the United States Department of State of mind to learn Latin today. And I, for one, and far too aroused to require to teach it right now.

"You may go ahead with a manifestation, Miss Henrietta."

"Thank you,"I smiled.

A demonstration, giggled Merita. More like an orgy. I think we are about to have a lot of fun.

I 'm glad you 're feeling better.

She sighed. Well, wallowing in self-pity is n't going to help with my situation. We just have to rule those nanites before they cause too many problems. Besides, it is not terrible here. I have pleasant company. I rather like being bonded with you.

As do I, Merita. I would miss you greatly, but I also want your happiness.

Such a wonderful girl. I felt her emotions beating with making love.

I smiled.

"Um, Henrietta, why are you just standing there daydreaming ?"Christine asked.

"Are you okay ?"Peony asked.

"She 's just talking to the fairy,"Tabitha said. She hugged me from behind."When they talk, Henrietta gets all dreamy."But it is so aphrodisiacal when she 's languorous, especially the way she wiggles her hips. I could stare at her nates all day. No wonderment men love watching women walk.

My grin grew as I read Tabitha 's thoughts. I sensed hers more than others, probably because I felt so nigh to her.

"So, this is how you get her puss tentacles out,"Tabitha said."It 's really not punishing. You just have to tease her."Tabitha lips kissed at my neck opening. With my blond hair in two pigtails, it was easy for her to do.

I moaned, the soft tactile sensation of her lip sending wonderful pleasance rippling down my body. I undulated my hips, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of delectation, her fingers tracing slow circle around my stomach while I felt her hard nipples against my back and her fervent down of pubic whisker tickling the cheeks of my bottom.

"Then we just slid one hand up and the early down,"Tabitha purred.

I groaned as her fingers trailed across my body. One came up and brushed the bottom of my correct breast while the other stroked down. My pussy clenched and my tentacles undulated inside of me, caressing my sensitive cunny walls. Her finger reached my golden down and stroked through it, curling okay hairs about her fingerbreadth. She kissed me again, her skin senses still teasing me. juice wept down my thigh as one finger went higher, the other lower.

I gasped as she brushed the bound of my areola, swirling across the pink spot for my teat. Her early finger moved low-spirited and lower, reaching between my second joint and stroking preceding my cunny 's cunt. I trembled in her embrace as her finger spiraled into my mammilla, caressing it.

"Look at how she trembles and moans,"Tabitha purred.

Everyone watched. Their eyes all-inclusive. The fille licked their lips and fidgeted. Some resumed masturbating, letting out their own sighs. It was ... enthralling. The way they watched me with blushful nerve and glistening eyes.

I excited them.

"Tabitha,"I moaned as she stroked her finger up my snatch, pushing between my plump vulva to caress my inner delight. She brushed my clitoris, the pleasure shooting to my spiritualist tentacles. They reached for the entree of my pussy.

"Mmm, I love it when you moan my name, Etta."She stroked my clitoris faster."She really loves it when you do this. It really makes her go wild."

"I see,"Christine said, licking her rim, her blue eyes focused on Tabitha 's fingerbreadth dancing around my clitoris."I have discovered that bit to be quite ... stimulating myself."

Tabitha laughed, rubbing harder."I bet you have, impudent girl."

I moaned, arching my cervix. Tabitha pinched my nipple, adding more trembling pleasure to my body. My tentacles pressed out the entrance of my cunt. female child gasped, spotting the four purple appendages as they wiggled out, dripping with my juices.

"That is astounding,"Christine said.

"They are coming out of her."

"Look at how farsighted they are."

"And they 're dripping with her cream. I bet they must taste remarkable."

"Yes, yes, yes,"peony moaned, her face contorting as she came on her fingerbreadth, her desk rocking.

Christine bit her lip."May I ... touch one, Henrietta ?"

"I think I would like that very often,"I purred and stepped forward, my tentacles reaching before me.

Christine reached out with a hesitant hired man. She brushed my tentacle, which sent a marvelous shiver through me. I groaned as her finger stroked me, gathering my cunny juices glistening like dew on the purple appendage. She brought her finger to her rim, sucked on it.

"Mmm, you taste sweet,"she said, a blush on her cheeks."I ca n't believe this school. And now this. It 's all ... so much."

"I know,"I said as I stood naked, the other girl leaning forward in their desks or craning their mind to see over their class fellow."It 's all so intoxicating to do these naughty acts."

She nodded her headspring and touched my tentacle again. She stroked her fingers up and down it as I shivered. My pussy clenched about my tentacles, the early three wiggling and writhing as her soft touch stirred scrumptious prickling down the appendage.

"You shiver when I touch you."Christine licked her lips."What 's it feel like ?"

"Like someone 's touching my teat or cunny,"I answered."Or my clitoris."

"They 're that sensitive ?"another girl asked, her eyes wide.

"Yes, they are. They 're like ... annexe of my pussy. It makes me feel amazing to concern and stroke others with them."

"And take their maidenheads ?"paeony asked.

"That is definitely a delicacy,"I nodded."Like Noel pudding."

Christmas ? asked Merita.

Just a vacation. Where we—

My mentation were scattered by Christine 's spit licking at the tip of my process. She circled it, gathering the juices beading on my violet tentacle, her wild blue yonder eyes flashing up to mine. colouring material burned even brighter in her blanch cheek as she made my other three tentacles lash and writhe.

I moaned in delight. Her tongue was so delicious on my tentacle. And then she opened wide and sucked on it. I groaned, my back arching and my small bosom jiggling before me. The desks creaked as the young lady squirm.

"It 's like she 's sucking on a prick,"one girl said.

"Eww,"another gasped."That 's disgusting."

"But this isn't."

The girl who squealed let out a breathy,"No. No, it is not."

The brunette sitting beside Christine suddenly seized a irregular tentacle, both her hired man wrapped about it, stroking up and down the undulating length as she opened her mouth wide-cut. I pressed my tentacle past her lip, savoring her warm, sucking mouth.

I shuddered as two young lady sucked my tentacles. Christine 's tongue danced while the brunette 's face hollowed. She sucked so unvoiced, loving my tentacle while her hands pumped up and down my distance for as far as she could reach, her clenched fist gliding along thanks to my cunny juices.

"Wow, smell at her face,"Peony said."She looks like she is in heaven."

"Uh-huh,"I groaned, my hip shifting. The sucking sensations shivered down my body.

"What 's it feel like ?"

"Like someone is sucking on my tentacles,"I gasped."Better than having my tit sucked on. Oh, yes, yes, delight, keep sucking. Oh, you are making me feel all fluttery."

"She 's going to orgasm,"chuckled a girl in the back.

"Definitely,"Tabitha purred as she pressed up behind me again.

This sentence, both her hands cupped my breasts as she nibbled on my shoulder. My small tits were the perfect size for her to cup. Her finger swiped across my hammock and brushed my surd nipples. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

juice dripped down my thigh. I squirmed, my two free tentacles writhing. I arched my neck as Christine and the brunette sucked hard on my tentacles. They worshiped them. My stomach fluttered as the pleasure built.

But I needed more. And I had two tentacles free.

screw their cunnies, Merita moaned in my psyche. Oh, yes, let 's induce this into one risky drunken revelry of joy. You know you want to.

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was wanton to see them both. I reached out beneath Christine 's and the brunette 's desk and brushed the bottoms of their skirts. The female child sitting behind them craned their cervix forward, Brobdingnagian grin on their lips.

"Her tentacles are going up their skirts,"one said."Oh, Henrietta, you are so naughty."

"Uh-huh,"I moaned then shuddered as Tabitha pinched and rolled my mammilla between her fingers.

"piece of tail their cunnies,"my redheaded lover whispered in my ear, her natural language flicking out and licking a lobe."Do it."

Yes, do it, Henrietta, moaned Merita.

It 'll be so hot, reckon Christine. To lose my maidenhead to her fairy tentacles. This is astound. So hot.

She 's reaching beneath my doll, came from the brunet. She sucked harder on my tentacle. She 's going to plunder my cunny. Oh, yes. That sounds wonderful.

Their thinking poured into me, making me tremble with excitation. My tentacles disappeared beneath their skirts and petticoat. It was warm beneath their clothing. I brushed their stocking-clad calves, sliding up their stage to their knees and then to their bare thighs.

Oh, she 's touching me, thought the brunet. Her eyes squeezed shut. She stroked her hired man faster and faster on my tentacle she sucked, shooting pleasure down to my pussy.

I was so conclusion to cumming.

I stroked up both girl 's thighs. I wrapped my tentacle around Christine 's leg since I stood closer to her. I savored the feel of her sleek thigh as the tip of my tentacle reached both girls'cunnies. Their curly pubic hair's-breadth massaged the ends of my tentacles. It was such a repelling delight.

I came.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I gasped suddenly."Oh, that 's so perplex. Suck my tentacles. And then I 'm going to fuck your cunnies so hard."

"She 's had her release,"paeony groaned."Look at her."

The effervescent pleasure bubbled through me as both my tentacles pressed against their snatch. I slipped into the brunette without any feat, her hymen already pricked. Her hot, tight cunny engulfed my tool. She moaned and spasmed. The nasty feel of her pussy caressing my tentacle sent another outburst of paroxysm through me.

I trembled in Tabitha 's arm as the brunette thought process, She 's fucking me with her tentacle. Oh, Lord, this is so wrong. So wonderfully wrong.

As she sucked harder on my tentacle and squirmed as my other fucked her cunny, my third tentacle pressed on the entrance of Christine 's Virgin cunt. I know I promised the Headmistress not to hustle any more cherries.

But I could n't avail it. Not when Christine moaned in my mind, Yes, yes, drive my maidenhead. I need it in me.

As my coming peaked inside me, bathing my judgment with joy, I rammed my tentacle forward. Christine 's hymen gave a valiant fighting. The black-haired girl moaned about my tentacle, her lingua fluttering hard against it as her tissue layer stretched and stretched.

And snapped.

I 'm a cleaning lady now, Christine screamed in my thinking as my tentacle penetrated into the hot profoundness of her Virgo bit. I shuddered in Tabitha 's embracement, moaning again as I fucked both miss cunnies with my tentacles, pumping them in and out of their depths.

"Oh, yes, fuck them,"Tabitha moaned."This is so hot. Oh, yes. I love you."

"Love you,"I answered as I shuddered, more coming bursting out of my snatch. The pleasance radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, sloshed embraces of their cunnies.

Ooh, Etta has such a nice ass, thought Tabitha. It was so hot when I licked her while Miss Erma spanked her. Mmm, so sour and yummy.

"Do it,"I moaned."Lick my ass, Tabitha. I would make love for you do that again."

"Ooh, you 're reading my judgement again,"she giggled."I will. I have such a letch for your pretty bum."

Tabitha, and her wonderful breasts, slid down my back as my four tentacles writhed in heaven. They fucked in and out of Christine 's and the brunette 's pixilated, slick cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety wardrobe of their flesh on mine. Tabitha 's tongue ran down my back. I groaned, loving how distasteful it felt as she traced lower and lower.

And then her hands reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a gasp of pain from my lips, reminding me of Miss Erma 's rattling hand falling over and over on my tail. I squirmed, my eyes fluttering. Whimpers of delight fusillade from my mouth. I trembled. My eyes fluttered. Such wonderful, delicious pleasure.

Her ass is so beautiful, thought Tabitha as she pressed her sass between the cheeks of my ass.

Your ass is beautiful, Henrietta, Merita giggled. I thoroughly enjoyed licking and fingering it in your dream.

That was nice, I agreed as Tabitha 's tongue licked small and lower through my crack, nearing my dirty sphincter.

"Oh, yes,"I gasped as my friend rimmed her clapper around my rumple opening.

It felt so gamy to palpate her clapper circle it. Trembles shake my consistency and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two young woman'cunnies, my body shaking. The shudders popped my extremity out of Christine 's mouth.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes,"she gasped, her dead body quaking as my free tentacle writhed in the air."So good. She 's wiggled her tentacle so deep in my kitty. This is nonplus. So much intimately than rubbing at the outside."

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

"It so is,"Peony nodded, her skirt bunched around her shank, her stocking-clad legs spread widely. I could see her fingers pumping in and out of her cunny.

"You have a tentacle free,"gasped a cinnamon-haired beauty whose name, I think, was Leonora.
She ripped her fingerbreadth from her puss and flit froward, her dark-grey doll swishing about her second joint, part of her hem stuck on her underskirt, showing the snowy garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her skirts and half-slip, revealing a bright-red George Herbert Walker Bush just like Tabitha's.

"Fuck me,"Leanora moaned.

"Do it,"Tabitha moaned between licks of my asshole.

I could n't hold out Leonora 's offer cunny. I shoved my free tentacle between her legs, stroking at the hot physical body of her sex. I groaned, savoring how juicy she felt, a melodic phrase of cream trickling down my appendage. Such pleasance ran down all of my tentacles. I grinned and then shoved it into her pussy.

My centre widened. My tentacles were buried in three different cunnies, and they all felt different. Warm, wet, and silky, yes, but they were tighter in dissimilar shoes. I panted, ramming my tentacle deep into Leanora 's pussy as the girl stumbled forward, her sticky finger grasping my shoulders.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes. She 's fucking me with her tentacle. heal my hysterics."

"Yes,"groaned Christine, her psyche lolled back."Oh, honeyed Lord. I ... I ..."

"Enjoy your release,"I panted, reaming all three of my tentacles faster and faster through the three fille'cunnies.

The brunet 's manus clenched on my tentacle. I turned my point. Her brass contorted with pleasure she convulsed. Her pussy spasmed about my tentacles, shooting sweet delight down my appendage to my puss. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my sphincter ached as Tabitha probed her tongue into my bowel, her fingers digging into my ass.

So many inputs. It was all so much.

The brunette convulsed again. She pulled my tentacle out of her mouth, gasping,"I 'm cumming. Her tentacles are fantastic. They 're the Charles Herbert Best. Henrietta ... you 're amazing !"

I beamed as I savored all the unholy pleasure shooting through my consistency. Tabitha 's glossa probed into my bunghole, sliding in and out of it like a many tentacle, sending the hot, burning seventh heaven to my pussy. The brunette 's cunny spasmed a final fourth dimension, and then she slumped out of her desk to the base, eyes fluttering as she gasped for breath.

"So good,"she groaned.

"free people tentacles,"squealed the girls.

It was a rush to get to me as I pulled my appendage out of the brunet 's spasming pussy. Juices dripped from it as the daughter surrounded us. Another blonde, her hair in ringlets, reached me first, seizing the tentacle fresh from the brunette 's cunny."Please, please, me next."

She shoved the tentacle down with one hand, the other frantically yanking up her grey-headed skirt. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped fille with huge, greens eyes reached the quarter tentacle, her dame already hiked up, those optic begging to be fucked.

"Yes,"I groaned, my head spinning as I thrust my tentacles into the two new pussies. They engulfed my appendages in hot, tight, feminine delight.

quaternity puss, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's hands tightened on my shoulders as her expression twisted with passion. She leaned over and kissed me hard on the lips as her pelvis writhed, her pussy clenching on my member. The saucy-lipped girl moaned, her mouth opened all-embracing as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my bunghole harder and harder, the pleasure bursting through me.

I came again.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned, breaking the kiss with Leonora, my vox echoing through the room."It 's soooo just. Four cunnies on my tentacles."

Enjoy, Merita groaned. Oh, yes, taste this.

My tentacles pulsed as I orgasmed. The swells rippled down the appendages and into the four girls'pussies. All four of them shuddering in jounce. Their thoughts spilled into my mind, all four girls screaming their walking on air as they writhed.

Cumming, Christine 's view gasped the tawdry in my mind as her mouth sang out mute bliss for the integral schooling to hear.

As my tentacle pulsed in her cunny, her build spasmed about my appendage. I swayed, my idea exploding with so many sensations. Stars danced around my promontory. The room swam. Tabitha 's hands clenched on my ass, the painfulness the lone thing keeping the pleasure from carrying me aloft.

It was wonderful. Wicked. I needed more. I wanted to keep cumming.

"Me next,"someone moaned as I pulled my tentacle out of Christine 's pussy.

A new cunny to fuck. I rammed my tentacle into the young woman, not even knowing who it was. I did n't worry whose twat I reamed. I just had to pleasure these naughty girls. Leonora 's cinnamon bark hair swept across my breasts. Her sass latched onto my nipple. She sucked on my nub.

One more superstar swirling through me.

Etta 's ass taste perception so good, thought Tabitha.

Oh, I love sucking on her mammilla while she fucks my cunny.

Her tentacle is so trench in me. I 'm going to give my release.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Someone came on my tentacle, hot cunny massaging my process. I shuddered, swaying. Only Leonora and Tabitha kept me standing as another orgasm flare-up through me. My tentacles were so raw, and the lady friend 's cumming pussy had set me off again.

The way reeked of hot cunt. A grand, passionate perfume. Girls'mitt touched me, stroked me. Someone else nibbled on my moment mamilla. A deal caressed my spare tentacle, guiding it to another cunny. A fille moaned as I penetrated her.

I fucked them all. I came and came as the room swam over me. My tentacles moved from girl to girl, coated with an ever-increasing cocktail of juices. puddle of girl-cum dribbled on the floor. My toes clenched in it.

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the entire time.

I lost track of my orgasms. I was so silly. The groan of girls serenaded me. I caught coup d'oeil of naked, schoolgirlish frame pressed together. Kissing, licking, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own ways to think about themselves.

Miss Erma was in the middle, holding Leonora and peony to her knocker while the brunette tongued her twat. She had a look of pleasant-tasting joy on her face as I fucked and writhed and came so knockout. It was an orgy of passion.

When it was over, I sank into a desk chair. The room spun around me. daughter panted all over the room, their faces red and flushed. They had such immense smiles on their sass. They all had been satiated. I gave them all pleasure.

Tabitha sat on my lap."That was so hot,"she groaned before she kissed me with glum lips.

My ass. I loved it how naughty it was to savour it on her back talk. Today was such a wonderful day.

No, it is not. The containment. Remember, Henrietta.

I sighed, breaking the osculation with Tabitha. I forgot. But I do n't sleep together what we can do about it.

We have to get back to my ship. Perhaps the computer has ideas. But I fear the nanites have infected a local anesthetic. And ...

What does that mean. What will it do to them ?

Merita hesitated. I do n't have sex. It could mutate them. exchange their consistence on a molecular level.

Mole ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of petite particles divided into component based on their make-up. These element bond together. Like Iron or Gold or carbon or Oxygen. These are elements. And when they bond together, they form molecules. You breathe a compounding of accelerator pedal. The most big is made of a pair of Nitrogen atom. The following most is made of two O atoms, which your body breaks down to fuel your metabolism, and in the summons you exhale a gas made out of a atomic number 6 atom and two Oxygen particle as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your consistency is made up of more than corpuscle, mostly Carbon and Hydrogen, with Ca, potassium, Iron, and other elements. The nanites can modify these molecules. It is how they 're replacing the Ca in your spine and repairing the nerves severed in your dead body. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do early things.

sound scary. OK, we 'll lift out after dinner party. Only one more course to go. Philosophy taught by Miss Marilynn.

OK, Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The lyric whispered through the thinker of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their head were connected through the metal tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's slit, connected to Daisy and Geneva, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to find more connections. The representative needed more.

The four did n't question it. Their idea ran from one to the other, mixing, sharing, thinking. They had to find the ship. They had to be complete again. But they had no approximation where the ship was or how to make themselves whole.

So they would connect.

They strode the hallways of Kensington embarkment School. Marilynn knew she was a teacher here, Daisy a maid, and Geneva and Emaleine were students. There were more girlfriend and woman to connect to here. The third gear tentacle sprouted from her pussy undulated beneath her annulus, eager to connect.

... connect ...

"Yes,"the four said in unison."Connect."

Loud pace thudded behind them, heeled charge ringing on the stone of the building. mortal walked with a fresh stride, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, excitement throbbing through their twat. connectedness was such a blissfulness. It was wonderful to combine with another cleaning lady, to slide their metal tentacles into her cunny and sense the electric, orgasmic joy salvo in their depths.

Headmistress Edna Neville strode down the hallway in a dark-red dress, her back heterosexual person, her beautiful, mature brass hardening as she sighted the four. Marilynn 's tentacle writhed in unison with her three companions. The headmistress marched forward, her haircloth pulled back into a cockeyed, blackamoor bun. It would have intimidated any of the connected four before their union.

But now they were Sir Thomas More. They were changed.

"Marilynn Gully, where have you been all day ?"demanded the headmistress as she stopped before the quaternity."You came with impressive recommendation. They all described you as punctual and dependable, not a woman that misses almost her integral first day of teaching."The headmistress 's eyes flicked down, drinking in the grass-stained, rumpled nature of Marilynn 's green clothes."What have you been up to ?"

"Searching for adult female,"Marilynn answered, the former three fighting not to speak with her.

"Searching ... for women ?"Edna Neville took a footfall closer, standing right before Marilynn with only a foot or so separating them."Just because this school day is liberal in the sexual delight we allow the faculty and bookman to engage in is n't an excuse for you to abandon your responsibility. You are here to teach."

As the headmistress spoke, Marilynn 's third tentacle slithered out beneath her dress, slid across the trading floor, slipped beneath the headmistress 's skirt, and reached up for her snatch. Marilynn trembled, ecstatic joy bursting across her face.

"Are you even taking this seriously ?"demanded the headmistress."This is n't a—"She gave a shriek as the tentacle rammed into her pussy.

"Connecting,"moaned the four in unison as pleasure rippled through them.

"Oh, my ... What is that ? You ... I ..."Headmistress Edna shook her brain and took a whole step back as the tentacle fucked in and out of her cunt, giving her such joy."What are you ... doing ... ? Oh, lord, that 's good."

"We 're connecting with you,"the tetrad said in unison.

"Why are ... you talking ... so ... so unearthly. And together. What is going ... on ?"

At that minute, socio-economic class ended. little girl poured out of their classroom into the hallway. They giggled as they streamed past times, whispering as the headmistress clearly writhed in orgasmic pleasure. Three girls in the crowd gasped and moaned as metallic element tentacles slithered up their skirts and thrust into their twat. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cherry red popped and then moaned in delight as Daisy 's tentacle reamed deep into her snatch. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the third girl, let out a huge moan of bliss.

The former student walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their bloke classmates and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their orgasms and the moment of blissful connection.

They screamed out their joy, their tidings echoing over the students as four became eight, the nanites surging into new hosts and going to puzzle out. They moved faster than before. With each new char they connected to, they knew how to qualify her body with more efficacy. The musical interval shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the reserves of metal from the casing of the devoured core.

In a handful of second, the eight went in lookup of more to unite to, tentacles writhing beneath their skirts.

... connect ...

To be continued ...