Boarding school day brush
Chapter Two : Henrietta Possessed by the Lesbian stranger
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"... henrietta ..."

The deliquium voice called to me as I floated through darkness. It was feminine, conversant.

"... henrietta ..."

The voice grew a little louder, whispering across the void. I tried to move my body, but I did n't induce 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 sensations. My thoughts darted from Nurse Satchel Paige 's"medical examination treatment"when she cured my hysterics by licking me to a marvellous orgasm to my new friend Tabitha hinting we would"cure"each early of hysteric in the nighttime of our room tonight. It had frightened me. I knew it was a sin to concern another woman like that.
A sapphic sin.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then I fled the schoolhouse out into the even fog. The falling wiz had crashed into the land and I found it, a silver egg. Then I fell into the crater, tumbled down the hill, and ... woke up inside. There the purple faggot named ... Merita had ... had ...

She molested me with her tentacles. She touched me. Caressed me. And made me sense 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 fairy had sunk into my flesh and ... and ... the swarthiness had crashed down on me. It had been too much to take.

"... Henrietta ..."

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

"Henrietta."

It came through clearly. It sounded disaffect, her mouth not quite pronouncing the speech sound right. It was an idiom I had never heard before. London was a worldwide urban center. One of the low gear to get electricity. traveller across the British people Empire passed through its port. And I had never heard the like.

"Henrietta, contain ignoring me. It 's okay. You do n't have to be afraid."

lovingness engulfed my body. I did still possess a body. I was n't just a cognisance floating in an uncreated emptiness. The lovingness drew me away from the vacuum. Merita 's voice guided to me, beckoning to me. I followed the pansy 's words and opened my eyes.

I was still in a void.

Only in this void I had a body. I blinked as I floated through a darkness more absolute than any I had ever encountered. And yet I could see my defenseless body as clear as if sunshine lit them. But there were no phantasma. My small breasts and difficult nipples did n't kibosh the lightness, creating patterns.

"It 's okay,"Merita whispered.

Her tentacles were wrapped about me, purple against my pearl tegument. The end of one played idly with the blonde Curl covering my pudenda. A hot shiver ran through my trunk. A hysteric itchiness formed between my thighs, aching for Nurse Satchel Paige 's"medical treatment."I squirmed as I felt Merita pressed up behind me, her breasts pocket-sized, her teat hard. Her arms wrapped about me, hands clasped over my tummy as she nuzzled her hairless case against my neck.

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

"Primitive ?"I squawked.

"well, yes. You have just discovered electricity. You are decades away from utilizing the electromagnetic spectrum for communication. You 're only playing around with the most introductory of computational machines. The master mean value of transport is creature based."

"We have trains."

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

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

"Fairy ..."Merita said the Christian Bible slowly."No, no. I am not a mythic creature who plays tricks on your wash. I am ..."She hesitated."outlander is the outflank discussion in your language."

"You 're from another country ?"

"Planet."Merita 's hand flew out and the universe blurred. A blue sphere appeared, painted with ashen, fluffy chip and dotted with land that was a mix of green-brown and ... My eyes widened."Is that ... Earth ?"

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

"Are you from March then ? Or Venus ?"An shake up collar jumped into my interpreter."Is that why you 're so beautiful and naked ? Because you 're from Venus ?"

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

My centre widened as the world zoomed. My breadbasket lurched as earthly concern flew away, dwindling to a small spot. Then the sun became a little dot. We hurtled preceding superstar and flew through swarm of colorful dust. My eyes widened as we stopped before a dispirited 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 very much to believe. I squirmed."And you came to my planet in your egg."

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

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

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

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

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

I nodded my head.

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

I shook my head.

"wellspring, they 're little ... automaton. And they are inside of you fixing the wound, but your body 's immune system rejected them. They have n't fixed you yet, only created temporary nerves so you can move and breathe and not die. If I did n't merge with you, your soundbox would have got rejected the help and died. So long as we 're one, the nanomachines will fix you."

"Are you sure you 're not a queen ?"I asked, my head reeling. Immune scheme ? Little automatons inside of me. Like those windup toys clocksmith build ?"Because that sounds like magic."

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

"And you 're in me now ?"

"Uh-huh."

"And this is all my imagination ?"

"Yes it is."

"This is a little practically. I mean ..."I swallowed."What if I 've gone sick ? I did hit my head."

"Would your vision ever make a purple-skinned extraterrestrial being with tentacles. Tentacles that do this ?"

I gasped as the tentacle playing with my golden pubic tomentum slid down between my legs and rubbed at my puss. Pleasure tingled through me. My folds instantly grew wet as the rubbery appendage stroked me. My nipples ached and I squirmed, suddenly so aware of her nipples poking me in the back.

Hard nipples.

"No,"I gasped, her tentacle massaging my clitoris. My center widened as the delight raced through me."I do n't think my imagination could arrive up with something ... so ... so foreign. Oh, my. That 's ..."

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

Her tentacle brushed one of my blond pigtails. I only answered with a moan, trembling as she rubbed harder and heavily at my button. 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 have hysterics."

"Such a curious way to say you 're horny,"Merita purred, her tongue licking my ear."I like it. I 'll bring around your hysterics, yes. I 'll make you cum. Relax you so you can find vigilance again."

I let out a moan as her tentacle moved from my clitoris to my pussy. It rubbed up and down against my wet build. The pleasure rippled out of my sex and through my consistence. I gasped, arching my vertebral column, pressing into her chest. Her rim nibbled on my ear then she nuzzled at my neck, kissing and licking, while her other tentacles caressed my body.

It was wonderful. Everywhere her tentacles brushed me sent tingling rushes across my skin. They caress my stomach and thigh, my implements of war and chest of drawers. 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 former. Mmm, you are such a sweetheart. You make me sense all hysterical and in need of such confection release."

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

My juices slicked her tentacle. It slid faster and faster up and down my pussy. My oculus fluttered at the howling delight that coursed through me. I moaned again, another cramp rushing through my body.

And then her rim kissed around to the back of my neck. They were so soft and warm and wet. Everywhere they touched me sent commotion of delectation through my body. My finger clenched as she kissed turn down, reaching my sticker, 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 conceive of such joy could exist."

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

Her mouth kissed low-down. I trembled every time she took a quick lick up my acantha. I shivered, the sensations running all the way down to my pussy teased by her tentacle. Others played with my teat, flicking them and rubbing slow rope about them. Her tentacles constricted about my body, squeezing and relaxing as Merita grew more excited.

She had four tentacles. Two played with my nipples and the third wiggled at the incoming of my pussy. The 4th 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 voice was so throaty. She nuzzled at my low-spirited back, her hands stroking my sides as I kissed and nibbled on the tip."So good. You are fantastic, Henrietta. I hope all your race are as loving."

They were n't. Our men could be so barbaric. They lacked the gentle souls of my sex. Merita had the Lapp feminine, delicate energy. She was n't brutal. She cared about me. She caressed me and loved me. I trembled as her tentacle wiggled into my snatch, deflowered by her earlier.

I gasped as she filled my hot, wet astuteness. Her tentacle undulated inside of me. It swelled and constricted, stretching me panoptic open. My oral fissure opened wide as I groaned. Her other tentacle slid into my sassing. I sucked on it and moaned as she fucked her member into my pussy.

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

I shuddered at her Holy Writ. It was so cute and sordid all at the Same time. Cunny. My cunny contracted on her pussy as her brim nuzzled let down down my eubstance. Her workforce slid down, stroking my rose hip then the nerve of my buttocks. I gasped as she pried them apart.

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

I gasped about the tentacle screw in and out of my mouth as her glossa swirled about my crumple sphincter. My keister clenched, trying to squeeze shut but her digit kept them pried apart. She giggled, her tentacle fucking deeper into my pussy as she tongued me.

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

I could only squirm and moan as she wiggled her tongue like a diminished tentacle into my bowels. My center widened. I sucked so hard on her tentacle reaming my rima oris while my slit clenched on the extremity sliding in and out of my wet depths.

Pleasure stirred inside of me. The kerfuffle of my hysterics grew as the severe wiz of her tongue probing my anatomical sphincter merged with her tentacle pleasuring my cunny. I trembled, my nipples aching against her other appendages.

I wanted to holler 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 ? birth your paroxysms ? Am I about to cure your hysterics ?"

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

All the deviant star built in the pith of my sex. My eyes rolled back in my head as I trembled. My cunny clenched and relaxed on her ripple tentacle. Strange, burning pleasure radiated from my bowels. My nipples 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 hysterics, too,"moaned Merita."Oh, yes. Let 's cum together."

I gasped about her tentacle as she reamed my cunny faster. She locked her lips about my sphincter muscle, sucking. I bucked in her embracing. Her digit caressed my side. Her tentacles flicked my tit. Wonderful sensations crashed through me.

I came.

Awe inspiring paroxysms of delight spasmed out of my cunny. My shape convulsed about her tentacle as the waving of cloud nine washed through me. I groaned as she cured my hysterics. The raptus reached my mind. wizard danced through the benighted void as I trembled.

"Yes, yes, yes, so respectable,"moaned Merita."living sucking on my tentacle while your cunny massages the other. Oh, Henrietta. You 're so amazing. I love your body. Oh, yes. Oh, wow."

We cured each early 's hysterics. It was amazing. I trembled and gasped. The pleasure peaked in me. I floated on it, held by her tentacles, then groaned as the bliss receded. I shuddered a terminal time, my cunny contracting on her withdrawing appendage.

Her tentacle popped out of my back talk."Oh, Merita, oh, wow."I was so wonderfully tired. Lethargic. I buzzed, the fluttery sensations gone from my breadbasket."That was so much serious than nanny Paige curing my hysterics."

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

We kissed. I closed my eyes, her limb and tentacles holding me. My hand stroked her back up to her bald head, loving how she felt as I humped my cunny into her pussy. My clit ached. The hysteric 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 eyes widened. I remembered the pleasure of Nurse Paige licking through mine. It had felt so wonderful and sinful. I knew it was wrongly if we did it. But was this even real ? It was like a dream. I could n't sin in my dreams.

"Yes !"

I was aegir to taste her. To taste my first pussy. Would she be different than a human 's ? Than Tabitha 's ? I trembled as Merita 's tentacles turned us. They still gripped me, caressing me as she hovered over me, her leg spread. I caught my breather as I stared at the purple faithful of her pussy. They were darker than her material body, and swollen. juice glistened and beaded on them.

I felt that same, wet heat adorning my own nethers. Were my twat brim swollen like that ? Engorged by my mania ? Was that what caused the fluttering scabies between my thigh just begging for someone to rival and ease my hysterics ?

Maybe.

I breathed her in. She smelled flowery, like nectar. I moaned as her tentacles pulled our dead body together. Her second joint slipped around my mind and her nous slipped between my thigh. I felt her affectionate breathing time caressing my pussy.

I groaned and hugged her with my implements of war. I caressed her back as my mamilla pressed into her tummy. Her nipples rubbed on mine. I licked my back talk, staring at her twat, wanting to thrash her, but I was scared. Was there a certain why do it ? What if I did n't care it ? What if she did n't like it ? A million inquiry shot through my mind.

And then were banished by her licking tongue.

I groaned,"Merita,"as her tongue slid through my folds. It was a dense, gentle lick. It was so unlike from her rubbery tentacles. Her clapper was smaller, wetter. I gasped as she brushed the entry to my pussy before pushing her tongue in like she had into my bowels.

The joy rippled through me. I groaned and pulled harder on her, forcing her pussy lips against my oral cavity. I tasted her. Flowery and confection. My natural language licked out through her folds. My eye widened. My fingers tightened on her back as I slid through her folding. She tasted wondrous. Her succus were thicker than water supply, almost creamy. They clung to my lips and dribbled down my chin as I licked her again and again.

She sighed into my slit. 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 kitty-cat. Faster, growing more bold, more sure the more she squirmed and moaned.

"Henrietta,"she sighed.

Oh, it was wonderful hearing my figure from her voice. My thighs pressed on her round, bare straits as her knife dug deep into my pussy. She flicked my clitoris and wonderful sparks exploded through me.

I had to return the favor. I found her clitoris and licked the purple nub. It throbbed against my knife and she shuddered and shivered. She sucked harder on my nub, licking me, loving me. It was amazing. I slid my hands up to apprehend her ass as I sucked her clitoris into my mouth. I nibbled on it, loving how she bucked and responded.

"Henrietta, yes,"she moaned, squirming as I kneaded her ass. I loved how her buttock felt in my hand. I clenched, pulling her pussycat down on me and shoving my clapper 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 tongue drove that thought from my head. She slid through my folds then nibbled on my lips. I gasped and shuddered, squirming more, drinking in the sensations. I copied her, sucking on her labia, driving her wild.

"Oh, Merita, you 're marvelous,"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 glossa deep into my pussycat, fucking it in and out of me. I gasped and bucked, pressing my nipples hard into her stomach. marvellous flutter shot through me down to my pussy. My fingers clenched on her asshole.

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

"Henrietta,"she gasped, her vocalism wonderfully throaty, as I wormed my finger into her intestine. My finger sank up to the knuckle. She was so strong and soaked 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 early while I fingered her asshole. I wormed my tongue deep into her pussy as my finger pumped firm and faster in her. She squirmed more and more, clenching on my digit and moaning into my pussy.

The way she shuddered on me made me so excited. The impending paroxysm swelled interior of me. My orgasm. My cum. She tongued my cunny faster and faster. She flicked my clitoris as she squirmed on me.

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

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

A flood of her juices squirted out of her cunt and splashed into my face. I opened my mouth, the warm, flowery nectar filling my mouth. Her bowels spasmed about my finger as she bucked and shuddered atop me. I drank down her juice, marveling that she could produce so much, while I held her.

My excitement mounted as she moaned into my cunny. She squirmed and spasmed on me, grinding her kitty against my rima oris. Her rising tide slowed and then she kept licking me, tidal bore to impart me such pleasure.

"Cum for me, Henrietta,"she panted between hectic licks."You gave me such an sexual climax. Let me return the favor. squirt your juices into my backtalk. I love them."

Her tentacles stroked my endorse faster and faster. I loved the feel of them. I groaned, my toes curling as her tongue whipped my cunny to a foam. My coming built in my profoundness, a marvelous release to cure my hysterics.

"Oh, Maker, this is amazing,"I panted."Oh, yes. I ... I ..."

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

My body spasmed. My pussy clenched. Pleasure volley in the profundity so of my cunny. I moaned into her sweet sex as the paroxysm filled my body. I came so concentrated. I bucked and shuddered, the pleasure crashing into my mind and ...

... carried me off into terrific darkness.

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Merita smiled as the earthly concern she constructed in Henrietta 's creative thinker to allay her into their new billet faded. She turned around, her dream-body buzzing with the pleasure of her orgasm. Henrietta floated nude, her consistency blench and lovely, blonde pigtails hovering in the weightless void.

"You are such a beautiful girl,"Merita said, stroking her lover with hands and tentacles."I love your breasts. So small and cute."She could n't hold out leaning down and sucking on a nipple.

Henrietta mewled, floating on the seventh heaven of her coming. Merita smiled and kissed her lover on the lips. Then she sighed and waited for Henrietta to wake-up. Merita 's thoughts turned to her problems. She was stuck in Henrietta 's dead body until the miss healed. And her starship was broken. And an important piece had fallen off.

If a man found the core first ...

Merita shuddered to think what would happen.

The world grew fainter and fainter as Henrietta came nearer and nigher to consciousness. Merita hugged Henrietta 's dream consistency and smiled as the population faded. Merita merged into Henrietta 's judgement, occupying a low corner as the daughter 's eyes fluttered open.

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

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I opened my optic, obeying Merita 's vox whispering in me.

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

*They 're just alarms. My ship is broken and the figurer is trying to let me make out. *

"okay,"I said."You can read my persuasion ?"

*Of course of instruction. I 'm in your idea. 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 take to find that. *

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

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

"Those things keeping me alive ?"

*Yes. They can ... change things. mold things. If a human is exposed to them without a computer to guide them ... * Merita shuddered in my mind. *Well, it would be bad. Do you see the gore to your right near the seat ? It has three greenness lights and a flashing ruby one. *

I scanned across all the various dialog box and lights, searching for the one she said. I bit my lip and then noticed the flashing red. *Yes, I see it, Merita. *

range flashed through my judgement of Merita pressing the green push button in a certain sequence. *Just do that. Okay. It 'll rip out the image scanner. And then we 'll go find it. *

*What, tonight ? * I asked as I punched in the push. *It 's dark out. I ca n't do that. I have to get back to the school. I 'll be in enough trouble as it is for being out so late. *

*Trouble ? School ? *

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

*But the nitty-gritty. *

*I 'll find time to help you look, okay ? But not tonight. I 'll get in trouble. Please, I do n't want to get a spanking. * Especially not after hearing some of the teachers would take advantage after a spanking, touching their scholar inappropriately, curing their hysterics.

Doing what Merita and I had done in the dream.

*Being discipline does n't fathom that bad, * purred Merita.

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

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

I sighed. This was better than death. Probably. *How do I get out of here ? *

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

The live thing I did was wrench on what Merita called a"cloak."Leaning over through the hatch, I punched in the bidding on the cabinet. And then I jumped back as the hatching 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 schooling ? * Merita asked, her spokesperson testy. *If you have time to stroke the outside of my ship, maybe you have time to go find the core. It ca n't be too far away. I hope. *

"No, no,"I gasped out brassy. I put the image scanner into a pocket in my skirt than hurried out of the crater. The ground crumbled beneath my feet. I held my doll up so I did n't trip on them. Then I reached the top and ran, still holding my skirts.

I was storm I was n't winded when I reached the school. The lights of the oil lamps in the windowpane made the schoolhouse incandescence in the fog, illuminating it. I followed the lights and reached the back room access. I smoothed my chick, only a little flushed from my travail, and strode inside, my stomach twisting.

I hope I was n't in tro—

"Etta !"

I yelped in cushion. The excited voice of Tabitha greeted me. She jumped to her substructure from her rump at one of the dining room mesa and rushed across the empty way to me, her red hair bouncing about her shoulders. A sticking out grin spread head across her freckle cheek. Her arms threw around me, hugging me tight.

I could n't help oneself but be cognizant of the sonant feel of her pocket-sized white meat pressing on mine. I blushed to my etymon and squirmed in her exuberant embrace.

"I was so upset about you,"she said."Ooh, I tried to adopt, but you were so fast and the fog was so thick. I had no idea where you went. Whatever was improper ?"

"I ..."So lots had happened, I struggled to call back why I had even run out into the night. Discovering that a lesbian alien with tentacles had crushed behind our school then possessed my body was hard enough to treat with."I just ... needed air. You know, a nice evening constitutional, as my father would put it."

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

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

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

*Diminutive ? *

*People with longer names often get them shortened as pet names or nicknames, usually used by hoi polloi close to you. Friends, family. *

*Oh. Interesting. *

*I wish she would use my name 's right diminutive, which his Hettie or Ettie. * I sighed.

"Are you okay, Etta ?"Tabitha cocked her question."You look like you 're concentrating on a mathematical equation. School has not started yet. No need for such violent 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 assist out."

Before I could answer, the exuberant girlfriend seized my 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 schooling. Tabitha was panting when we reached the top and gave me a curious look.

"Did you do great deal of calisthenics at your last schooling ?"

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

Our room was small, two bottom on either slope with a shared nightstand between. An oil lamp set on it, though it was unlighted. The only when light came from the window, dim from the fog. Tabitha struck a mates and lit the lamp adjusting the taper to create a brilliant flame.

*Such rude 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 way, so disrobe together was to be expected. But after indulging in lesbian passion with Merita, I was suddenly so cognizant of the feminine form and the delights it offered. I caught my breathing time as her clitoris worked down, exposing her chemise beneath. She stripped out of her dress, carefully hanging it in the closet on her side of meat of the elbow room. She peeled out of her petticoats and chemise, stripping naked before me.

She was so pale, her cutis whiter than mine, with freckles dusting her shoulders and down to her low breasts. Firm and daily round, bounteous than mine, with garden pink nipples hardened by the quiver in the way. Her hide pebbled from the low temperature as my gaze slid down to the fiery thatched roof of hair between her thighs.

*Ooh, wow, that 's delicious, * Merita moaned. *Your yellowish hair—*

*Blonde, * I corrected.

*Your blonde whisker is lovely, but that red. So vivid. Wow. I 've never seen anything like it. Your race is so prosperous to take in your strange pussy hair. *

*Pubic hair's-breadth. * My blush intensified.

*Pubic hair, yes. *

A hot itch rippled through me. My puss grew moist as Tabitha bent over, digging into the thorax at the base of her press. I stared at her one shot ass, More fiery pubic hair peeking out between slender thighs. Her puss hidden. I wanted to expose it. To push aside her curls and lick her. She shifted as she searched then yanked disengage her nightgown. She pulled over her head, her body shifting as she worked the linen down her body.

"There,"she said."That 's salutary. Brr, it 's a petty chilly."She turned to face me and blinked."Etta, you got to get nude. And then, I think, I need your help."She flopped onto her bed, her invertebrate foot sticking out of the bottom of the long nightgown, her nipples dimpling the fabric.

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

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

Those special K eyes were on me. They made me tingle more, hysterics building in my nethers. The tingles, the squirms, the aching need to be touched and rubbed until howling paroxysm burst inside me, spreading orgasmic delight.

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

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

I turned away from Tabitha as I slipped my blouse off my berm, revealing my camisole. The dame came off, rustling over my lacy petticoat. I bent down, untied my shoes and pulled them off followed by my stockings. The level was cold on my bare toes.

"You 're very pretty,"Tabitha said."You 're going to be such a beautiful cleaning lady. I bet all the men want to marry you."

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

My cunny itched more. I squirmed. I needed to experience my hysterics cured. Maybe I could do it myself, rub my clit until I orgasmed. I would await for Tabitha to fall asleep and then abuse myself in silence.

I stripped off my petticoats and camisole, then quickly fished out a nightgown before Tabitha noticed the succus glistening on my second joint, a sure sign I had hysterics in pauperism of curing. I pulled it on over my straits and dashed to my bed.

"Wait, Etta."

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

"With ... ?"My interrogation died on my lip. I remembered her intimations from earlier, the unity that sent me fleeing into the night. She wanted us to"cure"each other 's hysterics. To affiance in lesbian sin.

*Sin, * snorted Merita. *Do n't be dim. I can feel the desire you have for your friend. She is beautiful. Two females making love, curing hysterics, is something to be celebrated on my domain. There are those of us devoted wholly to that wonder. No male has ever caressed me with his tentacles. *

She said it with such pride as I stared at my friend, her fingerbreadth drawing up the hem of her gown, exposing Sir Thomas More and More of her peg."Etta, I really postulate your help. I 'm so out of form. All wet and squirmy down there. Can you ... finger me ? I can help you out once you 've cured me. But I need the paroxysms. So badly. And it 's too belated to rouse the nurse. I wo n't be able to sleep. And tomorrow is so very important."

The hem slipped high. I stood rooted, scared and aroused, wanting to go to her and wanting to flee while my oculus could n't look away from her tusk legs. More and more of her was revealed. And then her pubic hair ... So burnished against her sick skin, A lighthouse, drawing me to her.

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

I fell onto my knees onto the hard mattress. My custody stroked her thigh, pushing them apart, revealing her fur matted with her excitement, hints of garden pink peeking through the rosy forest. I breathed in her tangy musk, my oral cavity salivating.

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

"Etta,"gasped my friend as I buried my case 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 thrill my pry and cheeks. They were so soft. And her cunny ...

So wet. So hot. So tasty.

Her tangy juices coated my tongue. I shuddered, my pussy aching as I devoured my friend. My fingers reached down, parting her pussycat lips, exposing her folds and the tissue layer of pelt stretched over her pussy 's ingress. I nuzzled at her hymen, poking my tongue a bit through one of the humble cakehole before I lapped up to her clitoris.

"Etta,"she gasped."Oh, yes, you 've done this before, you naughty female child. On who ? A champion from school ? One of the maids in your house ? Who did you cure ?"

"Merita,"I moaned between licks.

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

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

My knife swirled on her button, caressing it like Merita had taught me. The alien whispered in my thoughts, encouraging me, savoring the pleasure. Merita felt it, too. My pussy clenched at the skanky things she whispered in my thoughts.

*That 's it. Lick her, dyke fornicatress. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes, yes, Devour her cunny. get to her cum. Cure her hysteric with your juicy cum. Oh, she tastes so good. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. Listen to her groan. *

*They 're rattling, * I answered.

"Oh, wow, Etta."Tabitha 's hips humped against my lips."Oh, you 're so marvelous. I 'm so glad you 're my friend."

"Me, too."

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

My parents would be horrified.

My cunny clenched again. The hysteric need to be caressed increased. If my fingers were n't occupy stroking her flock as I licked up to her clitoris, I would finger myself. I sucked on her clit 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, cure my hysterics !"

Her vocalism rose a whole octave as she came, releasing a shrill sidesplitter. Her juice flooded tangy out of her pussy. I gulped them down, reveling in the fact I made my friend cum. I gave her lesbian pleasure. And I loved every mo of it.

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

"Etta,"gasped my ally. She arched her back a final fourth dimension."Oh, you wonderful siren."She twined one of my pigtails about her finger's breadth."I have to facilitate you out. I have to cure you."

"Yes,"I moaned.

We kissed. It was so wondrous. Her sass were so soft. I was on top of her, feeling her squirm beneath me, her hand pulling up my nightgown. She nibbled on my lower lip as she bared more and more than of my legs. Then her hands were caressing me, sending amazing pleasure shooting up to my pussy.

She broke the osculation."curlicue over. I have to lick you. To use my lingua to give you such sweet relief."

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

*It is, * I agreed.

Tabitha settled between my thighs, her digit 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 taste perception as good as I do."Tabitha licked her back talk and lowered her head.

Her first glossa swipe was hesitating, unsure. Then she sighed and licked again. And again. Each one was more convinced, surer. Her fingerbreadth pulled my pussy lips apart, her tongue licking and nuzzling.

"No hymen. Who did you consecrate it to ?"

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

"With a dildo ?"

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

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

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

Not with my paw or legs. My eyes widened.

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

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

To be continued ...