Boarding school Encounter
Chapter Two : Henrietta Possessed by the Lesbian unknown
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"... henrietta ..."

The faint voice called to me as I floated through duskiness. It was feminine, familiar.

"... henrietta ..."

The representative grew a short louder, whispering across the nullity. I tried to propel my body, but I did n't have one. That should affright 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 virtuoso. My thoughts darted from nursemaid Leroy Robert Paige 's"medical exam discourse"when she cured my hysterics by licking me to a wonderful orgasm to my new admirer Tabitha hinting we would"cure"each early of hysteric in the dark of our room tonight. It had frightened me. I knew it was a sin to touch another woman like that.
A Lesbian sin.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then I fled the school day out into the evening fog. The falling asterisk had crashed into the earth and I found it, a silver egg. Then I fell into the crater, tumbled down the hill, and ... woke up inside. There the purple fairy named ... Merita had ... had ...

She molested me with her tentacles. She touched me. Caressed me. And made me feel 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 queer had sunk into my flesh and ... and ... the darkness had crashed down on me. It had been too much to pick out.

"... Henrietta ..."

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

"Henrietta."

It came through clearly. It sounded alien, her mouth not quite pronouncing the speech sound right. It was an accent mark I had never heard before. Jack London was a cosmopolitan metropolis. One of the first to get electricity. Travelers across the British people Empire passed through its port. And I had never heard the like.

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

Warmth engulfed my consistency. I did still have a body. I was n't just a consciousness floating in an uncreated void. The warmth drew me away from the void. Merita 's spokesperson guided to me, beckoning to me. I followed the fay 's words and opened my eyes.

I was still in a void.

Only in this void I had a organic structure. I blinked as I floated through a swarthiness more right-down than any I had ever encountered. And yet I could see my naked soundbox as clear as if sunlight lit them. But there were no shadows. My small breasts and arduous nipples did n't blank out the light, creating form.

"It 's approve,"Merita whispered.

Her tentacles were wrapped about me, purple against my ivory skin. The end of one played idly with the blonde curls covering my pudenda. A hot chill ran through my trunk. A hysteric itchiness formed between my thigh, aching for Nurse Satchel Paige 's"medical treatment."I squirmed as I felt Merita pressed up behind me, her breasts low, her nipple voiceless. Her weapon system wrapped about me, hands clasped over my stomach as she nuzzled her hairless face against my neck.

"Shhh, it 's hunky-dory. You were overwhelmed. That 's to be expected from such a crude species."

"primitive person ?"I squawked.

"Well, yes. You have just discovered electricity. You are decade away from utilizing the electromagnetic spectrum for communication. You 're only playing around with the most staple of computational machines. The primary election agency of transportation is animal based."

"We have trains."

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

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

"Fairy ..."Merita said the word slowly."No, no. I am not a mythological tool who plays fast one on your race. I am ..."She hesitated."Alien is the best Logos in your language."

"You 're from another body politic ?"

"Planet."Merita 's helping hand flew out and the world blurred. A bluing sphere appeared, painted with white, fluffy bits and dotted with kingdom that was a mix of green-brown and ... My heart widened."Is that ... Earth ?"

"From sphere. Your form are a century away from the most primitive person technology to see this,"she said."This is your planet. Earth."

"Are you from Mars then ? Or Venus ?"An delirious catch jumped into my voice."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 system but from another star."

My eyes widened as the world zoomed. My stomach lurched as earth flew away, dwindling to a small point. Then the sun became a little dot. We hurtled past times asterisk and flew through cloud of colourful dust. My eyes widened as we stopped before a blue star, a hazy, orange planet hanging before it.

"That 's my home."

"So you 're not a fairy but an ... an outlander from another planet ?"It was too much to trust. I squirmed."And you came to my satellite in your egg."

"Spaceship."She hesitated."I crashed, actually. There was a mischance. I 'm bind here until I can repair 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 consistence. I 'm inside you now. I guess I 'm possessing you, though that 's not quite right. You 're speech communication is so limited."

"Sorry."Then a flare of outrage shaft through me."No. I 'm not. English people is a perfectly unspoiled lyric. And what do you mean by possession ? Are you controlling my body ?"

"No, no. I had to unify with you. Do you think of falling down the Crater ?"

I nodded my head.

"wellspring, you broke your neck opening. 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 ?"

I shook my head.

"Well, they 're little ... automatons. And they are inside of you fixing the injury, but your soundbox 's resistant system rejected them. They have n't fixed you yet, only created irregular nerves so you can go and breathe and not die. If I did n't conflate with you, your body would have rejected the help and died. So long as we 're one, the nanomachines will fix you."

"Are you sure you 're not a fag ?"I asked, my foreland reeling. Immune system of rules ? Little zombi inside of me. Like those windup dally clocksmith build ?"Because that sounds like magic."

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

"And you 're in me now ?"

"Uh-huh."

"And this is all my imaginativeness ?"

"Yes it is."

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

"Would your vision ever create a purple-skinned alien with tentacles. Tentacles that do this ?"

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

Hard nipples.

"No,"I gasped, her tentacle massaging my clitoris. My optic widened as the pleasance raced through me."I do n't cerebrate my imagery could come up with something ... so ... so strange. 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 intemperately at my clitoris. My toes curled as I squirmed again. Her jot 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 rum way to say you 're aroused,"Merita purred, her tongue licking my ear."I like it. I 'll bring around your hysteric, yes. I 'll make you cum. Relax you so you can find alertness again."

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

It was marvellous. Everywhere her tentacles brushed me sent tingling rushes across my cutis. They caress my stomach and thighs, my subdivision and breast. One wrapped about my low bosom, squeezing it, exciting my pap at the tip. Her tentacle 's tip flicked at my intemperate nipple.

I gasped,"Merita."

"Yes, yes, just enjoy. Let us 'cure'each early. Mmm, you are such a sweetheart. You make me feel all hysteric and in need of such sweet release."

"Yes,"I moaned in agreement, her tentacle rubbing harder at my pussycat.

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

And then her lips kissed around to the rachis of my neck. They were so soft and warm and wet. Everywhere they touched me sent flutters of delight through my eubstance. My finger clenched as she kissed crushed, reaching my spine, following it down between my shoulder blades. She licked and nuzzled, teasing me.

It was delicious.

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

"And I am so sword lily to share them with you."

Her brim kissed lower. I trembled every time she took a quick lick up my spine. I shivered, the sensations running all the way down to my pussy teased by her tentacle. Others played with my pap, flicking them and rubbing slowly roundabout about them. Her tentacles constricted about my body, squeezing and relaxing as Merita grew more excited.

She had four tentacles. Two played with my pap and the third wiggled at the entry of my pussy. The quarter brushed my lips. I kissed it, savoring the rubbery grain. My lingua 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 clapper about her tentacle then kissed the tip, sucking briefly."

"Yes."Her vocalism was so throaty. She nuzzled at my abject back, her hands stroking my face as I kissed and nibbled on the tip."So good. You are wonderful, 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 vigor. She was n't bestial. She cared about me. She caressed me and loved me. I trembled as her tentacle wiggled into my cunt, deflowered by her earlier.

I gasped as she filled my hot, wet deepness. Her tentacle undulated inside of me. It swelled and constricted, stretching me wider open. My mouth opened wide as I groaned. Her other tentacle slid into my mouth. I sucked on it and moaned as she fucked her appendage into my pussy.

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

I shuddered at her word. It was so cute and dirty all at the same meter. Cunny. My cunny contracted on her twat as her brim nuzzled lower down my body. Her hands slid down, stroking my pelvic girdle then the face of my ass. I gasped as she pried them apart.

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

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

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

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

pleasure stirred inside of me. The flapping of my hysterics grew as the wicked sensation of her glossa probing my sphincter merged with her tentacle pleasuring my cunny. I trembled, my tit aching against her other appendages.

I wanted to squall out my growing pleasure.

"Mmm, yes, so tasty,"she moaned between biff."And your pussy is growing so hot and wet. Are you going to cum ? hold your paroxysms ? Am I about to cure your hysterics ?"

If I could utter, I would ingest shouted :"Yes."

All the deviant whiz built in the Congress of Racial Equality of my sex. My oculus rolled back in my oral sex as I trembled. My cunny clenched and relaxed on her undulating tentacle. Strange, burning pleasure radiated from my bowel. My nipples ached. And her tentacle felt so warm and rubbery in my mouth, such a joy 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, sucking. I bucked in her embrace. Her fingers caressed my side. Her tentacles flicked my mammilla. terrific hotshot crashed through me.

I came.

Awe inspiring convulsion of delectation spasmed out of my cunny. My flesh convulsed about her tentacle as the waves of seventh heaven washed through me. I groaned as she cured my hysterics. The rapture reached my head. Stars danced through the blue emptiness as I trembled.

"Yes, yes, yes, so good,"moaned Merita."Keep sucking on my tentacle while your cunny massages the other. Oh, Henrietta. You 're so awesome. I love your trunk. 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 final exam sentence, my cunny catching on her withdrawing extremity.

Her tentacle popped out of my backtalk."Oh, Merita, oh, wow."I was so wonderfully tire. Lethargic. I buzzed, the fluttery sensation gone from my stomach."That was so much dear than Nurse Paige curing my hysterics."

"good,"Merita grinned. She had floated around me, now facing me. She pressed her torso to mine, breast to breast, cunny to cunny, backtalk to lips.

We kissed. I closed my eyes, her branch and tentacles holding me. My hand stroked her back up to her barefaced read/write head, loving how she felt as I humped my cunny into her pussy. My button ached. The hysteric flutters built in my stomach again.

"Merita,"I panted, breaking our candy kiss."I think I need to be cured again."

She beamed at me."I think I need it, too. Want to cream each other 's cunnies ?"

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

"Yes !"

I was eager to taste her. To savor my first twat. 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 wooden leg gap. I caught my breath as I stared at the empurple sheepcote of her puss. They were darker than her flesh, and swollen. Juices glistened and beaded on them.

I felt that same, wet heat adorning my own nethers. Were my twat lip swollen like that ? Engorged by my passion ? Was that what caused the fluttering itches between my second joint just begging for somebody to touch and ease my hysteric ?

Maybe.

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

I groaned and hugged her with my branch. I caressed her back as my nipples pressed into her stomach. Her nipples rubbed on mine. I licked my lips, staring at her pussy, wanting to lick her, but I was scared. Was there a sure why do it ? What if I did n't care it ? What if she did n't like it ? A million questions 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 slow, gentle lick. It was so different from her rubbery tentacles. Her tongue was smaller, wetter. I gasped as she brushed the entrance to my pussy before pushing her 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 mouth. I tasted her. Flowery and sweet. My spit licked out through her folds. My eyes widened. My fingers tightened on her back as I slid through her plica. She tasted wonderful. Her juices were thicker than water, almost creamy. They clung to my sassing and dribbled down my Kuki-Chin as I licked her again and again.

She sighed into my puss. That encouraged me. I was doing it right. She liked what I did. It pleased her. I pleased her. I licked and tongued through her pussy. Faster, growing more bold, more certain the more she squirmed and moaned.

"Henrietta,"she sighed.

Oh, it was wonderful listening my public figure from her voice. My thighs pressed on her round, bare head as her knife dug deep into my pussy. She flicked my clitoris and wonderful Muriel Sarah Spark exploded through me.

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

"Henrietta, yes,"she moaned, squirming as I kneaded her ass. I loved how her cheeks felt in my mitt. I clenched, pulling her purulent down on me and shoving my tongue into her trap. 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 natural language drove that thought from my mind. She slid through my plica then nibbled on my brim. I gasped and shuddered, squirming more, drinking in the star. I copied her, sucking on her labia, driving her wild.

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

"You, too. You taste amazing. So dissimilar than my hoi polloi. So sweet and salty."

"You taste like flowers."

She giggled then rammed her glossa deep into my kitty-cat, fucking it in and out of me. I gasped and bucked, pressing my nipples hard into her stomach. Wonderful flutters shot through me down to my twat. My fingers clenched on her asshole.

Then I smiled as I licked through her bend. My digit ventured in between her butt-cheeks. I found her sphincter, touching it, not caring that it was dirty. We were in a dream. zip here was literal. goose egg here was a sin.

"Henrietta,"she gasped, her part wonderfully throaty, as I wormed my finger into her gut. My finger sank up to the knuckle. She was so warm and tight and rough. She clenched down on it."Oh, yes. That 's so impish. I love it. I love having my ass played with."

"I enjoyed it, too."

She giggled then we went back to licking each other while I fingered her cocksucker. I wormed my tongue deep into her pussycat as my finger pumped faster and faster in her. She squirmed more and more, clenching on my figure and moaning into my pussy.

The way she shuddered on me made me so excited. The impending paroxysm swelled inside of me. My sexual climax. My cum. She tongued my cunny faster and faster. She flicked my button as she squirmed on me.

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

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

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

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

"Cum for me, Henrietta,"she panted between hectic lick."You gave me such an orgasm. Let me reelect the favor. Squirt your juices into my lip. I love them."

Her tentacles stroked my back faster and faster. I loved the feel of them. I groaned, my toes curling as her tongue whipped my cunny to a froth. My orgasm built in my depths, a wonderful freeing to cure my hysterics.

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

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

My body spasmed. My pussy clenched. pleasance outburst in the depth so of my cunny. I moaned into her sugariness sex as the paroxysms filled my body. I came so surd. I bucked and shuddered, the pleasure crashing into my head and ...

... carried me off into wonderful darkness.

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Merita smiled as the world she constructed in Henrietta 's mind to ease her into their new site faded. She turned around, her dream-body buzzing with the pleasance of her orgasm. Henrietta floated defenseless, her physical structure pale 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 belittled and cute."She could n't resist leaning down and sucking on a nipple.

Henrietta mewled, floating on the bliss of her coming. Merita smiled and kissed her buff on the back talk. Then she sighed and waited for Henrietta to wake-up. Merita 's cerebration turned to her problem. She was stuck in Henrietta 's torso until the little girl healed. And her starship was broken. And an important piece of music had fallen off.

If a man found the core first ...

Merita shuddered to think what would come about.

The Earth grew fainter and fainter as Henrietta came nearer and nigh to consciousness. Merita hugged Henrietta 's aspiration soundbox and smiled as the population faded. Merita merged into Henrietta 's intellect, occupying a small niche as the girl 's eyes fluttered overt.

*That 's it, * whispered Merita to her lover and emcee. *Open your oculus. It 's o.k.. Do n't be afraid. I 'm in you. *

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I opened my eyes, 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 alarm clock. My ship is broken and the computer is trying to let me know. *

"Okay,"I said."You can read my thoughts ?"

*Of course of study. I 'm in your mind. Merita laughed. I 'm with you. Do n't worry. The ship is n't in risk. But it is missing a musical composition. We 'll take to find that. *

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

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

"Those things keeping me alive ?"

*Yes. They can ... change things. cast things. If a human is exposed to them without a computing device to manoeuvre them ... * Merita shuddered in my mind. *Well, it would be bad. Do you see the panel to your right near the seat ? It has three green 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 of a function flashed through my mind of Merita pressing the super acid button in a sure sequence. *Just do that. okey. It 'll pull out the scanner. And then we 'll go receive it. *

*What, tonight ? * I asked as I punched in the clitoris. *It 's night 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 heart fluttered. *How do I get out of here ? *

*But the pith. *

*I 'll find prison term to help you look for, approve ? But not this evening. I 'll get in fuss. Please, I do n't want to get a spanking. * Especially not after hearing some of the teacher would take reward after a spanking, touching their student inappropriately, curing their hysterics.

Doing what Merita and I had done in the dream.

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

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

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

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

Merita flashed instructions through my mentation. I climbed out and the cold air shot through me. I was naked. My article of clothing gone, stripped off of me and stored in the ship. Merita showed me how to recollect them, and I dressed, my dentition chattering and my groundwork dancing, as fast as I could. The fog was so thick. It covered everything.

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

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

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

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

I was surprised I was n't winded when I reached the shoal. The illumination of the oil lamps in the window made the school incandescence in the fog, illuminating it. I followed the spark and reached the back up doorway. I smoothed my skirt, only a short even out from my exertion, and strode inside, my tum twisting.

I hope I was n't in tro—

"Etta !"

I yelped in shock. The commove vocalization of Tabitha greeted me. She jumped to her feet from her tush at one of the dining room tables and rushed across the void elbow room to me, her red hair bouncing about her shoulders. A relieved smile spread across her freckled cheeks. Her arms threw around me, hugging me tight.

I could n't aid but be aware of the cushy look of her minor breasts pressing on mine. I blushed to my roots and squirmed in her profuse embrace.

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

"I ..."So a great deal had happened, I struggled to commemorate why I had even run out into the nighttime. Discovering that a lesbian alien with tentacles had crushed behind our schooltime then possessed my trunk was intemperate enough to portion out with."I just ... needed air. You know, a nice even constitutional, as my father would put it."

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

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

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

*Diminutive ? *

*People with longer names often get them shortened as pet names or nicknames, usually used by people close to you. acquaintance, household. *

*Oh. Interesting. *

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

"Are you okay, Etta ?"Tabitha cocked her read/write head."You look like you 're concentrating on a mathematical equation. School has not started yet. No need for such fierce concentration."

"Sorry, just ... thinking. Everything that 's happened today is so ... new. So foreign. Honestly, I 'm a overwhelmed."

"I understand. Let 's get to bed, get settled in, and relax. That will help oneself out."

Before I could do, the exuberant girl 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 5th trading floor, top of the school. Tabitha was panting when we reached the top and gave me a rummy look.

"Did you do destiny of callisthenics at your finale school ?"

"No,"I answered as she tugged me down the hall. I frowned but before I could gather my thoughts, Tabitha had thrown spread out the threshold to our room and dragged me in. She closed it behind us.

Our way was small, two bottom on either side with a shared nightstand between. An oil lamp set on it, though it was unlit. The only light came from the window, dim from the fog. Tabitha struck a match and lit the lamp adjusting the wick to make a bright flame.

*Such primitive engineering science. What is it burning ? C fuel ? *

I ignored Merita as Tabitha began unbuttoning her blouse. I should n't be shocked. We were sharing a elbow room, so peel together was to be expected. But after indulging in lesbian passion with Merita, I was suddenly so cognisant of the feminine form and the pleasure it offered. I caught my breath as her buttons worked down, exposing her chemise beneath. She stripped out of her garb, carefully hanging it in the wardrobe on her slope of the way. She peeled out of her petticoats and chemise, stripping naked before me.

She was so picket, her skin whiter than mine, with freckles dusting her shoulder and down to her small white meat. business firm and troll, bigger than mine, with knock tit hardened by the chill in the room. Her skin pebbled from the cold as my regard slid down to the fiery thatch of fuzz between her thighs.

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

*Blonde, * I corrected.

*Your blond hair is lovely, but that red. So bright. Wow. I 've never seen anything like it. Your race is so prosperous to have your unusual pussy hair. *

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

*Pubic fuzz, yes. *

A hot itchiness rippled through me. My snatch grew moist as Tabitha bent over, digging into the breast at the base of her wardrobe. I stared at her beat ass, more igneous pubic hair peeking out between slender thighs. Her twat hidden. I wanted to expose it. To push aside her curls and lap her. She shifted as she searched then yank free her night-robe. She pulled over her head word, her consistence shifting as she worked the linen down her consistency.

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

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

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

Those green eyes were on me. They made me tingle more, hysteric building in my nethers. The thrill, the wiggle, the aching motive to be touched and rubbed until wonderful 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 rude conception. It 's just sex. Something that you should n't feel any disgrace for enjoying. * Merita let out a purring laugh. *I know I felt no shame when we made passion. When we gamahuched each other. I like that Logos. *

I turned away from Tabitha as I slipped my blouse off my shoulder joint, revealing my underbodice. The annulus came off, rustling over my lacy petticoats. I bent down, untied my shoe and pulled them off followed by my stockings. The trading floor was cold on my bare toes.

"You 're very pretty,"Tabitha said."You 're going to be such a beautiful womanhood. I bet all the men want to get married you."

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

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

I stripped off my petticoat and underbodice, then quickly fished out a nightdress before Tabitha noticed the juices glistening on my thigh, a sure sign I had hysterics in need of curing. I pulled it on over my heading and dashed to my bed.

"wait, Etta."

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

"With ... ?"My question died on my mouth. I remembered her intimations from earlier, the ace that sent me fleeing into the Night. She wanted us to"cure"each former 's hysterics. To take in tribade sin.

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

She said it with such pride as I stared at my ally, her fingers drawing up the hem of her nightgown, exposing Thomas More and Sir Thomas More of her wooden leg."Etta, I really need your help. I 'm so out of form. All wet and squirmy down there. Can you ... finger me ? I can facilitate you out once you 've cured me. But I need the paroxysms. So badly. And it 's too recently to rouse the nanny. I wo n't be capable to sleep. And tomorrow is so very important."

The hem slipped high-pitched. I stood rooted, scared and aroused, wanting to go to her and wanting to flee while my eyes could n't look away from her off-white wooden leg. More and more of her was revealed. And then her pubic hair ... So bright against her pale tegument, A beacon, 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 intemperately mattress. My manus stroked her thighs, pushing them apart, revealing her fur matted with her turmoil, hints of pink peeking through the rosy wood. I breathed in her lemonlike musk, my mouth salivating.

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

"Etta,"gasped my admirer as I buried my face hungrily into her cunny and licked.

I tongued her. I lapped at her with such furiousness. I was like a starving man finally given a feast. My hands wrapped about her as I felt her silky pubic hair tickle my horn in and cheeks. They were so soft. And her cunny ...

So wet. So hot. So tasty.

Her tangy succus coated my lingua. I shuddered, my pussy ache as I devoured my admirer. My digit reached down, parting her pussy brim, exposing her folds and the tissue layer of skin stretched over her pussy 's ingress. I nuzzled at her hymen, poking my tongue a bit through one of the small maw before I lapped up to her clitoris.

"Etta,"she gasped."Oh, yes, you 've done this before, you naughty missy. On who ? A friend from school day ? One of the maids in your rest home ? Who did you heal ?"

"Merita,"I moaned between licks.

"Merita. Ooh, alien. A maid then ? Was she colored ? A mulatto ?"

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

My spit swirled on her clitoris, 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 wicked affair she whispered in my thoughts.

*That 's it. poke her, butch fornicatress. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes, yes, Devour her cunny. Make her cum. Cure her hysterics with your naughty cum. Oh, she tastes so good. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. Listen to her moans. *

*They 're wondrous, * I answered.

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

"Me, too."

I licked my mouth, cleaning them of her succus before diving into her cunt once more. I nibbled on Tabitha 's sheep pen and licked at her hymen again, my nuzzle nuzzling into her piddling clitoris. Eighteen-years-old and I was turning into a tribade hussy.

My parents would be horrified.

My cunny clenched again. The hysteric need to be caressed increased. If my fingerbreadth were n't busy stroking her folds 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 fusillade from her back talk."Oh, yes, Etta. Oh, yes. I can finger it coming. My ... my paroxysm. Yes, yes, cure my hysterics !"

Her voice rose a whole octave as she came, releasing a shrill scream. Her juice flooded tangy out of her slit. I gulped them down, reveling in the fact I made my friend cum. I gave her sapphic pleasance. And I loved every moment of it.

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

"Etta,"gasped my supporter. She arched her back a final examination time."Oh, you wonderful siren."She twined one of my pigtails about her digit."I have to help you out. I have to cure you."

"Yes,"I moaned.

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

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

I nodded my head and rolled onto my back. *Oh, we 're going to enjoy this, * Merita purred. *It 's her first-class honours degree metre. That 's limited. *

*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 as practiced as I do."Tabitha licked her lips and lowered her head.

Her first natural language swipe was hesitating, unsure. Then she sighed and licked again. And again. Each one was more confident, surer. Her finger's breadth pulled my kitty-cat lips apart, her spit licking and nuzzling.

"No virginal membrane. Who did you feed it to ?"

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

"With a dildo ?"

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

Her tongue pressed into my hole 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 natural language found my clitoris, sucking, nibbling.

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

Not with my hands or leg. My eyes widened.

purple tentacles had sprouted from my cunny and wrapped about my Quaker 's drumhead. Her eyes were uncivilized with fright.

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

To be continued ...