Boarding school day brush
Chapter Six : Henrietta is Spanked by Her teacher
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

My gut had a wonderful ache to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's office, once again dressed. I closed the doorway 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 crotch with a rummy, leather harness. She had pounded me with a wonderful fervor, ramming her dildo deep into my bowels and giving me such an effervescent paroxysm of delight.

I came hard.

Yes, you did, Merita, the lesbian alien who had possessed my organic structure to save my lifetime, whispered in my mind. And she did n't receive out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in deep breaths. 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 flood tide. Not a single one of her tomentum had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked prim and proper, not a sinful woman who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old students'rectums.

I smoothed my grayness skirts over my two bed of petticoats as I tried to tuck myself. Her dildo was larger than the tentacles that now sprouted from the profoundness of my twat. 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 stone halls of the Kensington boarding School, a place to train young woman. I never expected the education to let in sinful, lesbian lessons.

Or that I would have intercourse it.

What 's so unusual about that ? Merita paused. Your slipstream is n't telepathic ?

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

I felt Merita nod her cerebration. She was a unembodied phonation in my chief, her body merged into mine. It was a necessary act to provide the nanites—strange, lilliputian automatons that were fixing my organic structure after I broke my cervix and nearly died—to heal me. My body did n't like them, treating them like an illness.

So I have twat tentacles and can read idea ? Will there be early side-effects ?

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

Last night, Merita had crashed her spaceship. I thought she was a blast headliner. But as she crashed, the core of her ship—and I was n't exactly indisputable what that meant—had fallen out. It was full of more nanites but disconnected from her computer which was some sort of thinking machine. I also did n't empathise that. How could a machine think ? But without the information processing system, the nanites might do bad things, so we had to regain them before anyone else did.

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

I was right. As I walked down the halls, threshold opened and the girls spilled, wearing their grayish skirts and gabardine blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so prim and proper, unseasoned women of immaculate breeding. And all had succumbed to the sapphic teaching of the staff.

I headed for the doors, not towards the dining hall, moving against the tide of students. Heeled place echoed. Maids in their total darkness uniforms, white proscenium, and small detonating device perched on their heads scurried in both counseling, carrying out their duties.

I turned the corner for the main doors when a vocalism shouted my gens with great exuberance."Etta !"

O.K., not my replete 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 squeeze protagonist and then so much more last Night when we discovered the existence of my pussy tentacles.

We made such wonderful love. My heart fluttered at the ken of her flaming gyre bouncing about her shoulders as she dashed down the hall, her freckle face shining with a mix of upheaval and misgiving. She slid to a point beside me, her greenness middle staring into my blue, her circle breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a bustier miss than I was. I had a svelte bod where she was curvier.

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

A hot urge fluttered through my pussy as the tentacles squirmed, tidal bore to come out an play.

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

"You 're in one spell,"Tabitha panted."I was so worry all through English. I could n't pay a one bit of attention on the lesson. I was so afraid you were in trouble. Does she make out ... about ... ?"

I shook my headway."She just wanted to lecture me on the proprieties of the schooltime. Apparently, Nurse Satchel Paige deflowers the lady friend who still possess a maidenhead. It 's a medical checkup procedure."

"Right."Tabitha giggled."The horny nurse just has a lecher 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 trading floor. Peony was a sweet thing. Both times were exquisite.

I loved it when she pricked my maidenhead, thought Tabitha, her voice crystalise in my judgment. I loved feeling her tentacles pump in and out of me. I 'm gladiolus she pricked me and not the nurse. Not that nanny Paige is n't aphrodisiac, and her fingers were howling this morning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

I smiled as Tabitha 's cheeks grew crimson. Then she shook her head teacher."So you were told to break off plucking cherry red. What else ?"

"She then stripped me defenseless, was disappointed to receive I also did n't have a cherry red, 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 hair is pulled into such a nasty bun, I would n't conceive she could have fun."

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

Tabitha 's grinned. Ooh, I loved it when Etta buggered me this morning. shame geneva interrupted us.

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

I was about to pop the question to bugger her rightfulness now when Merita hissed, This is n't finding the kernel. Once we have the nub, we can enjoy Tabitha 's asshole wrapped about your tentacle.

Right, right.

"Talking to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

I nodded my principal."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 face doors of the Kensington embarkation School. Marilynn taught philosophy at the schoolhouse while Daisy worked there as a maid. Both fair sex 's clothing—Daisy wearing the black skirt and T. H. White blouse of a housemaid, a White River apron tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a dark green, proper apparel with a flurry accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in chain of grass. They walked in synchronized steps. Their breathing matched. Their view connected.

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

After consuming the metal causa of the core, both women had the resource to build more than tentacles and more nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their pussies, ready to join with more human beings. The nanites had to see their computer and reunite with their ship.

Their set unconscious process could think of no other way.

... connect ...

Marilynn and Daisy nodded to the mechanical, womanly voice speaking through their minds."Yes, connect,"they both said together, smiles on their backtalk. Their mammilla ached and their pussies were wet, clenching about the tentacle that united them."So many female child to tie in with here."

In unison, they opened the front doorway to the five tarradiddle, Lucy Stone manor house house converted into the Kensington embarkation schooling. It perched on a grassy hill in the English countryside, far from the modern appliance of London—electricity being the gravid. forward motion has yet to reach the rural landscape.

"Oh, hi misfire Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired girl said. She was young, twenty, with a smile on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunet with a large smile walked with the platinum-blonde. Both girls wore the schoolhouse uniform, gray skirts falling over two layers of petticoat to accent both missy hip joint, their white blouses tight, the blonde 's white meat large.

"We were all disappointed you did n't show for class,"the brunette 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 link with Daisy. The blond was Geneva, Prefect for the fifth floor dorm, and her companion was Emaleine. Both girlfriend were on their third and final class at the school.

And both were beautiful.

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

"I can tell,"smirked Geneve."I am sword lily the serving faculty are working hard to satiate the teaching stave. But the Headmistress can not be pleased with you."

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

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

"Is something faulty, fille Marilynn ?"the brunet asked.

"Nothing."

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

Marilynn and Daisy paused before the girlfriend. Then they seized the lady friend'shoulders and pushed them against the bulwark. Marilynn had Geneva 's shoulders, Daisy Emaleine 's. The auburn-haired teacher stared into Geneva 's blue eyes.

"We want to connect with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her hand slid down Holland gin 's articulatio humeri to squeeze the girl 's turn white meat."testament you connect with us ?"

"Yes, will you ?"Daisy asked, pressing her consistency tight against the brunet. Daisy 's mussed tomentum was a darker tone of John Brown, contrasting with Emaleine as their curls brushed.

"Teacher, every student in the school day is at your disposal,"Geneva purred."You know that. If you need your hysterics cured, I will be glad to remedy you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's pussies, stretching them out more. Delicious ripples of pleasance flooded through the teacher and maid 's body as they leaned in and captured the student'lips. Geneve 's were subdued and seraphic while Emaleine kissed with aggressive hungriness. Marilynn felt both, sharing sensations with Daisy.

tush them, a duet of female child walked past and headed outside, giggling at their trick."I love this schooltime,"one said."Shame we ca n't join them, Etta."

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

The gold rush of the shutting front door cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Geneva 's breast, loving how the cumulation through blouse and camisole. The instructor 's clit throbbed and her tit ached. Her tongue thrust into Geneva 's mouthpiece, swirling, tasting, as the excitement built in her pussy. Juices trickled down her thighs, exciting her, building her passion. Daisy squirmed and squealed as bold Emaleine 's mitt shot out and slide into Daisy 's still untie bodice, cupping a round of golf breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's pap and Marilynn felt it. Her snatch clenched as her pap ached in sympathy. The fantastic pleasure rippled through both woman 's bodies. They moaned into their students'lips, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's digit worked at the release of Genf 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the instructor 's hands dead reckoning in, squeezing those lush mounds through the dilute camisole. Geneve 's nipples were fat and punishing, 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 hysteric cured badly."

"Me, too,"Emaleine moaned as the maid nibbled on her neck. Both of the scholarly person 's hands were down Daisy 's bodice now, pinching and rolling her nipples.

missy Marilynn 's pussy clenched and shuddered. The moment metallic tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's cunt. It brushed the instructor 's intimate thigh, smearing slit succus against her flesh.

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both women were eager for the rush of pleasure produced by connecting. Marilynn 's hands squeezed her educatee 's breasts, digit digging into her cushy mound separated only by thin linen. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her skirt and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed Genf again, excitement brewing inside the teacher and maid. Both their tentacles worked up between the students'second joint, drawing closer and closer. undulation of pleasures washed through their united physical structure, their excitement mounting.

Emaleine pinched hard at Daisy 's nipples 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 pussy first, stroking hot, excited flesh. Marilynn felt the wonderful, wet feel of Emaleine 's slit as Daisy 's tentacle caressed the girl.

And then the teacher 's tentacle reached Geneve 's cunny lips.

The blonde gasped, breaking the buss as the metallic tentacle rubbed against her wet nethers. Her eyes were wide, staring at the instructor."Miss Marilynn ... What is that ?"

"My connection,"the teacher purred, savoring the duel virtuoso of both tentacles rubbing against the students'cunnies. Each felt slightly different, Genf 's twat lips thicker, Emaleine 's clit larger. Both were wet and hot, their sleek pubic hair's-breadth matted by excitement."I want to connect with you."

"Let us connect with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

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

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

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

... connect ...

... must join ...

... need more work major power ...

... connect ...

undulation of pleasance shot out of both the maidservant 's and teacher 's twat, sparked by electricity. The scholarly person shuddered as the electrical delight reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, heart widening.

"I ... I ..."Geneva groaned, shifting her articulatio coxae. Marilynn rubbed the girl 's nipples through her camisole."It feels nice."

"So overnice,"trembled Emaleine, her fingers twisting Daisy 's sum.

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

"Yes,"both educatee squealed.

In unison, the tentacle 's thrust into the young lady'wet cunnies. Daisy and Marilynn both groaned as they savored duel wiz of their tentacles sinking into hot, mingy, silky pussies. XTC shot down the metallic tentacles and raced through their bodies.

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

"Oh, my Divine,"gasped Holland gin."It 's so flexible. Oh, yes, skid it in deep. What sort of metallic element dildo is this ? How are you ... ? Yes, fuck me. Oh, yes. This is what I need after three prospicient lesson. Oh, yes."

Emaleine shuddered, her pussy clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the sublime friction. Marilynn pressed her lips into geneva 's neck, nibbling and sucking, squeezing the blonde 's large tit through the unmentionable 's thin cloth. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

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

Emaleine drew out the maidservant 's bosom, a strong nipple begging to be sucked. The girl leaned down and engulfed the nipple, sucking severely. Marilynn 's twat clenched as she felt the suction pleasure. She squeezed Geneva 's breasts harder and massaged her mamilla, the teacher 's pelvic arch undulating. juice dribbled out of her pussy, running down her tentacles.

The pleasure swelled in her CORE. glint of electricity shot through her body. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the Sami stop number, driving abstruse into the girls'cunnies. Their voices sang through the hall, four women gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

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

Her blue optic fluttered. Her face 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 flabby flesh massaged the laborious, throw appendage. electric automobile tingles shot down the tentacle right to Marilynn 's core.

The orgasm build interior of her. The teacher pinched her student 's nipples hard through the camisole. She moaned into Geneva 's throat, sucking, marking the girl as the excitement built and built in her depths.

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's nipple. The girl 's cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard. Her digit dug into the easygoing anatomy. Her pussy tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the pleasure swelling in both maidservant and instructor 's body.

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

"Yes, yes, enjoy your release,"gasped the trembling Hollands, her voice strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's teeth nipped Daisy 's nipple as the scholarly person came. Her pussy convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The thrusting appendages plowed deeper into both female child'spasming cunnies. The maid and instructor trembled.

"So good,"moaned misfire Marilynn, digit twisting Geneva 's mammilla."Yes, yes, yes. metre to connect."

"Time,"agreed Daisy. The maid threw her head back, her digit cradling Emaleine 's face as the girlfriend sucked on the amah 's hard nipple.

Both charwoman, united by the nanites, came together. Their kitty-cat spasmed about their twin tentacles. delight surged down the appendages as ripples of bliss bathed their minds. Marilynn gasped and moaned in unison with Daisy as the nanites erupted from the tentacle 's end.

Pulse after pulse of nanites flooded the bookman'Cy Young cunnies. Both fille gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their minds as they connected to Miss Marilynn and Daisy. Their rapture surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. exaltation roared between them, sharing their joy. They felt every pussy 's cramp, every lip 's candy kiss, every finger 's caress, every mouth 's suckle.

Two became four. Connection achieved.

"Oh, yes,"the four adult female moaned in unison. And then two student shuddered, overwhelmed by the nanites changing their trunk, and passed out.

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in stuff delight, their bodies buzzing from intense pleasure, carried the unconscious students into a side way. They draped the fille on the trading floor and waited for them to recover.

Marilynn bent down and sucked on Daisy 's still exposed nipple. The maid groaned, feeling the pleasure of her teat sucking while experience Marilynn 's joy at sucking on it. duel joy flooded both of them while the nanites prepared new tentacles inside all four fair sex 's dead body.

... more joining ...

... required ...

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This is not good, Merita told her host as she stared through Henrietta 's eyes at the corpse of the core. All that was left was the flaunt radio beacon and the ascendency circuitry. It was the size 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 felicitous,"Henrietta answered.

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

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

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

Do we restrain 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 tacit. What do we do ? Is the soul in trouble ?

I do n't screw. The alien 's mentation squirmed in her host. I do n't live how to observe them. They could be anywhere. I 'm never getting back menage. It 's destroyed.

I 'm so sad. Henrietta squirmed. I am. But ... if there is zippo to do ...

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

I 'm sorry we 're primitive.

The pain in Henrietta 's thoughts hit Merita. I did n't think to insult you. I am happy we met. This is n't your shift. Do n't experience bad, okay ? Grab the circuitry board. Maybe if we find the nanites they can rebuild the core. Merita had lowly Bob Hope of that, but she did n't want to burden Henrietta with guilt. That 's what they 're full at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can find the justly materials on your world. But in the lag, get back to class. No point in you getting in trouble.

I 'm still dismal. But I am glad we met. I love you, Merita.

Merita sighed and retreated back from her server 's persuasion to pout on her problem.

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I ran through the halls of the school beside Tabitha. The core fell so far from the school day it took half our lunch hour just to walk out there. Our heeled shoe slapped on the tile, mine still wet from traipsing through damp locoweed. Merita had been mum the entire pass back. I could feel her sadness.

I wanted to do something for her, but I did n't get laid what.

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

Our next form was Latin taught by Miss Erma Northrop. I had heard she had a letch for spanking girl 's bottoms and then soothing them afterward with her soft caresses. I did n't want to be spanked. And if she did solace me, I might suffer controller my tentacles and expose myself as a freak.

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

Tabitha sighed in relief, slowing to a paseo before a doorway."Here it is."She took a mysterious breath, glancing at me."Oh, one of your pigtails is coming loose."

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

Ready, I opened the door and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the hour and we were n't late. Miss Erma stood at the front of the stratum, a chalkboard covered in Latin Book rested behind her. She was a tall woman, her brown whisker piled into a stark bun, her curvy dead body covered by a dark-gray 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 's layout."

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

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

"excuse are all well and good, but you have broken a dominion and that requires discipline to straighten out."

"Discipline ?"I winced.

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

The former girls, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of enviousness and, to my surprise, exhilaration in their eyes. One of the missy with an eager countenance was shy peony sitting in the back, her paw clasped beneath her desk over her skirt. She squirmed.

She had a hot cunny and was in peachy need of her hysterics being cured.

Tabitha and I moved up to the front of the class. A tickling of excitement caressed my puss. My nipples hardened. All those optic watching us ... Twenty girls ... My fingers 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 center flicked to my tit, both hard and prominent against my camisole.

I nodded my brain, swallowing. I had, mostly, kept myself under control condition 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 bedewed turmoil glistening on my lover 's thighs before she bent over the desk, her round, freckled tits pillowing on the desk. My smaller mounds jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't pillow against the desk. I wiggled my articulatio coxae, my blonde pigtails spreading across the table. I rested my cheek on the cool Earth's surface, staring at my lover.

She gave me a comforting smile and took my hand.

"Well, well, well,"purred Miss Erma,"what a saucy pair of turn, immature can. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us puff. Her finger dug into my bod, reminding my sphincter that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

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

"Their sexual practice are wet and flushed, afflicted with that atrocious disease. Female hysterics most be combated at all sentence. youth women are especially prone to it. If any of you feel any hurly burly between your thigh, finger free to relieve yourself manually. Clitoral stimulus, either through your dame or with straight contact of your finger is permitted."

"Yes, missy Erma,"the other students said.

I glanced at them, the girls squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their face grew rosy. Their second joint parted. dame and petticoats rustled as Miss Erma kept kneading my ass instead of spanking us.

twenty dollar bill little girl 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—

pass ! fling !

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

It was so different than when my founding father had spanked me as a child. This was mere cutis. The feminine sighs of my class fellow filled the air. Miss Erma 's hand rested on my rear, stroking my frame as she let the bother linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

cracking ! Crack !

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

Pleasure.

Crack ! wisecrack !

I gasped, my pelvic girdle undulating, my clitoris grinding into the edge of the desk. It was like my body was built to feel this pleasure. I ground my nub against it as the teacher 's script fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my pussy, and driving my clitoris against the heavy woodwind. Pleasure fluttered through me.

I grit my teeth and fought against my tentacles.

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

"Their hysteric grow,"Miss Erma said."As the pain increase, their cunnies become wetting agent. The disruption build. depend 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 fingers on cunny. Some plunged digits into their flesh. professorship squeaked and their moan grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to add up out and play as the instructor 's hands fell on my ass again.

Crack ! pass !

"Oh, Lord,"I groaned, my clitoris rubbing hard against the bound. sudor beaded my forehead as I fought the swelling pleasure. wizard rippled through my body. The inflammation built. My tentacles pushed towards the entry of my cunny, stretching my walls. The sugared clash sent a tremor through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't fight your hullabaloo, young woman,"moaned the instructor, her interpreter breathy, full moon of her own warmth."A sacking while being punished is a wonderful experience. The fit are intense."

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

Crack ! chap !

"Yes, yes, yes,"screamed Tabitha."Oh, yes. girl Erma ... I was so bad ! Oh, Jehovah, I was !"

Her coming contorted her side. Her lips formed a perfect O as she screamed out her cloud nine. She thrashed on the table, her hired hand gripping mine so severely. I shuddered, ineffectual to protest grinding my clitoris on the desk, building my own coming as the tentacles ached to irrupt out of me.

So thoroughly. Oh, yes. This is the dependable. The annoyance ... The pleasure ...

Tabitha 's thoughts invaded my mind. I gasped, wanting that same delicious joy. To feel my kitty exploded with the pleasure of pain. I groaned, squirming. Behind me, respective little girl gasped in feminine pleasure, achieving their masturbatory release.

"And now it 's your routine, little fornicatress,"misfire Erma moaned."Let me get word you squeal."

Crack ! Crack !

Both the teacher 's helping hand fell on my ass. She slapped both my butt-cheeks together. I groaned, straining against my tentacles writhing penury as the pain flared and my clitoris basis into the desk 's sharpness. It was so sharp, hurting my clitoris, which made the rapture exquisite.

"Let me hear you scream, blue girl !"

cranny ! scissure !

"No,"I moaned, squirming, so closely to cumming, to letting my tentacles burst out of my cunny. Merita, assistance me.

I ca n't do anything, she sulked.

"You will cum if I have to spank your ass until it is blackamoor and blue."Miss Erma squeezed my burning ass. She pressed the front of her dress against me, humping against me, the fabric cool on the vertebral column of my thigh and brushing the backtalk of my kitty. The tentacles were at the hatchway of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the cloth of her skirt.

I lost control of them.

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

My pussy rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my pussy and against Miss Erma. The outgrowth burned to feel her material body. They slammed into her crotch, driving her spinal column a step before they gripped the fabric of her chick, pulling at it. I shuddered, bliss rippling down the sensitive tentacles as they ripped at the cloth.

My tentacles were strong.

The cloth tore.

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

Her words trailed off as my tentacles wrapped about her naked thigh. Two of them rubbed at her pussy, one nuzzling at her button, the other stroking her pussycat lip. She felt so hot and wet against my appendages. I moaned, my orgasm intensifying as I stroked her, drinking in the sensations.

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

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

She felt wonderful. Hot and wet and silky and tight and velvety and amazing. Both her mess gripped my plunging tentacles. I squirmed on the desk, squeezing Tabitha 's hand 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."

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

"Oh, my Lord,"gasped miss Erma."Oh, yes. Oh, wow. That 's ... yes, yes, yes."

My two tentacles wrapped about her great titty. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my clit into the border of the desk. Her two tits bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her nipple were so hard. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her hard, loving the duel sensations 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 slit then tickling my cunny backtalk. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about Miss Erma 's tits. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

Mmm, she tastes scrumptious, thought Tabitha. Sour and dirty. I love it. No curiosity Geneva licked my rectum during the bath. Oh, yes, this is amazing.

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

Another orgasm built in my depth as I worked my four tentacles. The terminal of the dyad wrapped about her tits played with her nipples. The other two worked over and over into her holes, fucking her, making her spasm and gasp. Her bowel and pussy clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her hands sliding up and down her sides.

"Oh, yes, this is amazing, Henrietta,"gasped Miss Erma.

"Yes, yes, yes,"peony moaned from the back of the course of instruction. The brown-haired miss 's case screwed up. She gasped and shuddered, cumming gruelling."I love those tentacles. She took my maidenhead in the bathing tub with them."

"This is so crazy,"another girl said, her brassy-brown tomentum 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 button on the desk."Do it. Let 's all keep cumming and cumming."

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

I gasped. It was so wicked. So many sensory faculty crashed through my body. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red hair caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the pain sensation while her tongue swirled through my bowels. My tentacles all savored the feel of Miss Erma 's body, shooting delight to my puss while my clit ached against the desk and my mammilla rubbed on its smooth surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. girl Erma moaned louder. Her trunk spasmed. Her trap convulsed about my tentacles. clash 's pleasure raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my eyes widening at the angelical joy of feeling her orgasm burst in her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Miss Erma gasped."Oh, miss, this is amazing. I do n't understand, but ... but ... Yes !"

fille Erma 's voice echoed through the classroom. Her kitty-cat and cocksucker clenched so hard on my cocks. I groaned, squeezing my eye shut. The pleasure swelled through me. Such sweet delight edifice in my core.

"This is state of nature,"gasped another girl.

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

"Wild !"

The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The heady fragrance made my head swim. My pleasure built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and purulent rim. She worked her natural language deep into my bunghole, fucking in and out as I tensed.

And came.

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

My tentacles pulsed with pleasance. Miss Erma gasped as her twat 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 judgement and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my delight. other missy joined me. Tabitha sucked on my asshole, adding Sir Thomas More delight. My head tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their final examination fourth dimension into miss Erma 's body.

And then I collapsed on the desk, my tentacles withdrawing. I heard Miss Erma stagger back. She bumped into a desk. young woman gasped and moaned, achieving their releases all across the classroom. I looked at them, their oculus fixed on my cunny stretched wide assailable about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will bonk my secret.

"W-what are you, fille Henrietta ?"asked the panting Miss Erma, her eyes narrowing now that her luxuria were satiated."How do you ... have those ... things ?"

veneration constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Geneva and Emaleine awoke at the Same bit. Their eyes snapped overt and they arose, their pussies stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's indorse tentacles. The two girl smiled, taking hand and staring at their early halves.

"We need to connect to more little girl,"the four said in unison, their physical structure tingling with intimate exhilaration, new tentacles gear up to build new connectedness.

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

To be continued ...