Boarding School meeting
Chapter septet : Henrietta 's pussycat Tentacles Molests Her class
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"Answer me, girl Henrietta,"panted my Romance instructor, Miss Erma. She stepped back from the desk. I lay stretched over it, my ass burning from the spanking she gave me, my humble breasts rubbing naked into the desk. Why does she possess tentacles ? I heard her thoughts echo in my capitulum, one of my new powers since I met Merita, the sapphic alien. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new Quaker and lover Tabitha. We both were late arriving to miss Erma 's stratum. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing core to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were small-scale automatons like the one inside my body repairing mys pine—had escaped, eating the core in the process.

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

And I wanted to help oneself her, I did, but I had trouble of my own. While Miss Erma spanked Tabitha and me, she excited us. There was something so erotic about her hand slap over and over on my bottom, the tatty fling, the heat reaching into my pussy and making me shiver with bliss. It was ecstatic. Amazing.

And that upheaval made my pussy tentacles squirm. I tried to control myself while the class masturbated, watching our study. She spanked us until we had our orgasms. Tabitha came first, gasping and moaning. I tried to fight it, but Miss Erma was so crying that I also achieve my release.

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

Since the outlander merged with me, I gained the tentacles and something Merita called thought transference. Now I had four squirming, writhing, and sensitive tentacles, as purpurate as Merita, in my cunny. They burst out of my pussy, eager to come to and caress a woman, to drive her fantastic with passion.

Before the masturbating socio-economic class, I fucked Miss Erma with my tentacles, looking control of them when I climaxed. I plunged them in and out of her muddle, ripping her dress off in the cognitive operation. She gasped and moaned, my appendages reaming her asshole and cunt while the other eighteen-year-old students watched wide-eyed. Before, only peony and Tabitha knew my secret.

Now they all knew.

What would they do ? Would they think I was a junkie ? Something that belonged in a travel zoo and not in a school day for educating young cleaning woman. Yes, the schooling had handsome policies on sapphic delights, encouraging faculty and scholar to research each other 's consistence, to relieve each other 's hysterics.

To clear love to each other in the most wicked of manner.

But this ? I could hear the shock in Miss Erma 's voice as she stared at my pussycat, trying to spot my tentacles. I did n't know what to do. Help me, Merita, I plead to the spokesperson that occupied my idea. What can I say ?

I do n't know, Merita answered, her voice sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the core meant the possibility of being stranded on my planet. As much as she loved me and was glad she met, my public was so primitive. She talked about things I could n't even sympathize, that English did n't even take in wrangle for.

I mean, there was n't even electricity in our school. It was too far from London or any early tumid urban center. We were lucky it had a railroad and a telegraph Wiley Post in the nearby town.

"young lady Henriette, you will severalise me what those are this exigent,"insisted fille Erma."They were like the tentacles of an octopus. And the things they did to my body ..."

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

"Yes, she did,"Miss Erma admitted. She patted her haircloth gathered in a terrible bun. It was still severe, held in station by respective hairpins, but Sir Thomas More than a few ignition lock had escaped as she thrashed."I can not refuse that. But her ... tentacles are ... unusual."

I bit my lip."I am sorry, Miss Erma,"I said, a tremor running through my body."I ... I ..."rent fell down my boldness."I tried to sustain them under c-control. B-but when y-you made m-m-me org-gasm, they c-came out."

tear fell hot down my cheeks. My vox choked up. I covered my nerve with my hands, feeling all the eyes on me, my red fundament, and my cunt. The class all had to be staring at my cunny, trying to see the tentacles.

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

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

I tried to preserve public speaking, but the split came faster. Tabitha put a comforting script on my shoulder joint as I squirmed on the desk. They would lock me up. Send me to one of those sanitarium. There was one near my sign. So dark and foreboding. You could find out the mass inside screaming.

Then young lady Erma grasped me with gentle fingers and pulled me onto my feet. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled boots, giving her a few more inch of stature. My grimace pressed into her ample embrace. It was such a comforting gesture as her bridge player stroked my back.

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

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

"You 're not disgusting, properly girl ?"

"Right, young lady Erma,"the missy chorused.

"This morning, she took my maidenhead in the bath,"Peony spoke up. Her tentacles were ever so delightful and gave me such an effervescent release. It was quite fill. Even if it did let down nurse Satchel Paige that my cherry red was already plucked."

"They do look ... fun,"Kayleigh said, a curvy girl with strawberry-blonde curls.

"Yes,"nodded a raven-haired, pale-faced daughter with wide, blueness eyes. I did n't eff her name. She licked at her embarrassing fingers, her gray skirts clearly hiked over her knees.

"Where do they come from ?"another girl asked, an eager smile on her face.

"Can anyone arise them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

"Or Republic of China ? I bet they 're from mainland China. Or Japan."

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

"Did a gypsy curse you ?"another girl asked."Or was it a pansy ?"

"The gentle ethnic music do induce a sense of humor,"nodded Kayleigh."I bet one of them did that."

I froze, squirming. I thought Merita was a faerie when I first met her. That she had taken me inside her silver egg as part of her roguishness. That sounds like a great fib to tell, Merita said, her vocalization slightly more involved. Not so depressed. tell them that.

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

Tabitha nodded her head in support.

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

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

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

"Even on her head ?"the raven-haired young lady asked.

"Yes. She did n't even cause brow. And her titty were rhythm and her pap were even moody purpleness. She was so beautiful. Enchanting, even."

I was ? Merita asked.

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

"And she hovered over me with these tentacles. And she touched me with them. She sensed my hysterics were building, and she caressed me, kissed me, and took my maidenhead. I writhed in such rattling bliss. Ecstasy."

"Wow,"paeony said.

All the young woman nodded their head. Since attending school, the had all discovered the joyousness cleaning lady could parcel with each other. They squirmed on the desk, several still rubbing their cunnies, aegir to give birth their first-class honours degree coming or a second.

"That does sound amazing,"Miss Erma said, still stroking my vertebral column. A tingle rushed down to my pussy.

heating plant blossomed and the tentacles writhed inside.

"Her tentacles pumped in and out of me,"I continued, loving the feel of missy Erma 's naked torso against mine. Her nipple was right by my lips. I could thrash her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my departure, that rattling second of bubbling paroxysms, she merged with me."

"What ?"Miss Erma asked. Merged ? With a nance ? How remarkable.

"She 's inside me now. We 're one individual. And the tentacles are her gift. Now I get to play with them. I get the joy of stroking a womanhood and plunging my appendage in and out of her cunny. To embrace the wonderful tone of silky frame caressing me."

I shuddered."It is such a fantastic touch sensation. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysterics, girl Erma. I had my expiration, too."

"I heard, you wicked girl."The older cleaning woman shuddered."So you are possessed by a fairy. And one with tentacles. I am not conversant with that kind."

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

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

She broke away from me, stepping back, her physical structure flushed as her heeled boots clicked on the floor. She stared down at the tattered remains of her garb clinging about her hip joint, a frown appearing. She bent down, grasping a pluck scrap of material belonging to her undergarments.

"I am no-count about the dress, Miss Erma."I swallowed."I 'm afraid by holding my tentacles in, by trying to fight my orgasm, it caused me to lose all dominance when it did finally happen."

"wellspring, in twinkle of the atonement your tentacles gave me, I am more than nice adequate to forgive you."She smiled, licking her lips."I think all of us can harmonize that we experienced such joy today."

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

The former girls in the classroom nodded, their middle all staring at me. It made me feel so self-conscious. My wearing apparel was folded on the desk. I wanted to pull it on. A shiver ran through me. And a twinge of upheaval increasing the high temperature. The tentacles writhed more, caressing the bulwark of my pussy.

The black-haired girl gasped."Her groin just moved. Was that your tentacles, Henrietta ?"

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

"Christine,"she answered, blue eyes wide.

"Yes,"I nodded."Between everyone looking at me and embracing Miss Erma 's naked consistency has made me more than a short hysterical. And they do get fighting when I feel those flutters."

"Wow,"a few of the young lady 's said.

"Miss Erma,"Christine said, her eyes eager,"may we have another demonstration of her tentacles ? I think we would all be so thankful if we could see them. watch them. They are a singular discovery."

"Hmm,"Miss Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her legs. Her gravid white meat jiggled, her nipple so grueling and inviting."I think that is a practiced way to spend social class. I rather doubt any of you girls are in the state of matter of head to larn Latin today. And I, for one, and far too call forth to want to instruct it right now.

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

"Thank you,"I smiled.

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

I 'm beaming you 're feeling better.

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

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

Such a fantastic fille. I felt her emotions beating with love.

I smiled.

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

"Are you okay ?"Peony asked.

"She 's just talking to the fairy,"Tabitha said. She hugged me from behind."When they talk, Henrietta gets all dreamy."But it is so sexy when she 's dreamy, especially the way she wiggles her coxa. I could stare at her backside all day. No inquire men love watching cleaning lady walk.

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

"So, this is how you get her cunt tentacles out,"Tabitha said."It 's really not intemperate. You just have to tease her."Tabitha rim kissed at my cervix. With my blonde hairsbreadth in two pigtails, it was easy for her to do.

I moaned, the soft touch of her lips sending wonderful joy rippling down my body. I undulated my pelvis, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of delight, her finger tracing dull circle around my stomach while I felt her hard nipple against my back and her torrid down of pubic hair tickling the cheeks of my bottom.

"Then we just slid one mitt up and the other down,"Tabitha purred.

I groaned as her fingerbreadth trailed across my body. One came up and brushed the bottom of my ripe knocker while the other stroked down. My pussy clenched and my tentacles undulated inside of me, caressing my medium cunny walls. Her finger reached my gilded down and stroked through it, curling fine haircloth about her digit. She kissed me again, her signature still teasing me. Juices wept down my thighs as one finger went higher, the former lower.

I gasped as she brushed the edge of my areola, swirling across the pink spell for my pap. Her other fingerbreadth moved lower and lower berth, reaching between my thigh and stroking past my cunny 's slit. I trembled in her embrace as her finger spiraled into my nipple, caressing it.

"tone at how she trembles and moan,"Tabitha purred.

Everyone watched. Their eyes full. The girls licked their sass and fidgeted. Some resumed masturbating, letting out their own suspiration. It was ... enthralling. The way they watched me with rosy cheeks and slick magazine eyes.

I excited them.

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

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

"I see,"Christine said, licking her sassing, her profane eyes focused on Tabitha 's finger dancing around my button."I have discovered that office to be quite ... stimulating myself."

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

I moaned, arching my neck. Tabitha pinched my pap, adding more trembling pleasure to my body. My tentacles pressed out the entrance of my pussy. Girls gasped, spotting the four purple appendages as they wiggled out, dripping with my juices.

"That is astounding,"Christine said.

"They are coming out of her."

"aspect at how long they are."

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

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

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

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

Christine reached out with a hesitant manus. She brushed my tentacle, which sent a rattling shake through me. I groaned as her finger stroked me, gathering my cunny juices glistening like dew on the purple member. She brought her finger to her sassing, sucked on it.

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

"I know,"I said as I stood nude, the other girls leaning forward in their desks or craning their heads to see over their classmates."It 's all so uplift to do these naughty acts."

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

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

"Like person 's touching my nipples or cunny,"I answered."Or my clitoris."

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

"Yes, they are. They 're like ... extensions of my pussy. It makes me find amazing to touch and stroke others with them."

"And take their virginal membrane ?"peony asked.

"That is definitely a treat,"I nodded."Like Dec 25 pudding."

Christmas ? asked Merita.

Just a holiday. Where we—

My thoughts were scattered by Christine 's clapper licking at the tip of my appendage. She circled it, gathering the juice beading on my purple tentacle, her gloomy centre flashing up to mine. Color burned even brighter in her pale cheeks as she made my other three tentacles lash and writhe.

I moaned in joy. Her tongue was so delicious on my tentacle. And then she opened wide and sucked on it. I groaned, my spinal column arching and my small tit jiggling before me. The desks creaked as the daughter squirm.

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

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

"But this isn't."

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

The brunette sitting beside Christine suddenly seized a instant tentacle, both her mitt wrapped about it, stroking up and down the riffle length as she opened her mouth full. I pressed my tentacle past her lips, savoring her warm, sucking mouth.

I shuddered as two fille sucked my tentacles. Christine 's tongue danced while the brunette 's impertinence hollowed. She sucked so gruelling, loving my tentacle while her manus pumped up and down my distance for as far as she could extend to, her fist gliding along thanks to my cunny juices.

"Wow, look at her cheek,"Peony said."She looks like she is in heaven."

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

"What 's it feel like ?"

"Like somebody is sucking on my tentacles,"I gasped."meliorate than having my mammilla sucked on. Oh, yes, yes, please, keep sucking. Oh, you are making me palpate all fluttery."

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

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

This clip, both her paw cupped my breasts as she nibbled on my shoulder. My belittled tits were the arrant size for her to cup. Her fingers swiped across my agglomerate and brushed my hard nipples. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

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

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

Fuck their cunnies, Merita moaned in my mind. Oh, yes, let 's make this into one wild bacchanal of joy. You know you want to.

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was well-heeled to operate them both. I reached out beneath Christine 's and the brunet 's desk and brushed the bottoms of their skirts. The girls sitting behind them craned their neck forward, huge smiles on their lips.

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

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

"Fuck their cunnies,"my redheaded buff whispered in my ear, her knife flicking out and licking a lobe."Do it."

Yes, do it, Henrietta, moaned Merita.

It 'll be so hot, cerebrate Christine. To fall back my maidenhead to her fairy tentacles. This is amazing. So hot.

She 's reaching beneath my skirt, came from the brunette. She sucked harder on my tentacle. She 's going to violate my cunny. Oh, yes. That sounds wonderful.

Their thoughts poured into me, making me tremble with hullabaloo. My tentacles disappeared beneath their wench and petticoat. It was warm beneath their habiliment. I brushed their stocking-clad calfskin, sliding up their legs to their stifle and then to their bare thighs.

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

I was so close to cumming.

I stroked up both girl 's thighs. I wrapped my tentacle around Christine 's leg since I stood finisher to her. I savored the spirit of her satiny second joint as the tip of my tentacle reached both daughter'cunnies. Their curly pubic hairsbreadth massaged the terminal of my tentacles. It was such a implike delight.

I came.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I gasped suddenly."Oh, that 's so awesome. suction my tentacles. And then I 'm going to know your cunnies so hard."

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

The effervescent pleasure bubbled through me as both my tentacles pressed against their puss. I slipped into the brunette without any campaign, her hymen already pricked. Her hot, tight cunny engulfed my tool. She moaned and spasmed. The pixilated spirit of her puss caressing my tentacle sent another flare-up of convulsion through me.

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

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

But I could n't help it. Not when Christine moaned in my thinker, Yes, yes, bring my maidenhead. I need it in me.

As my orgasm peaked inside me, bathing my nous with pleasance, I rammed my tentacle forward. Christine 's hymen gave a valiant battle. The brown-haired missy moaned about my tentacle, her spit fluttering hard against it as her membrane stretched and stretched.

And snapped.

I 'm a woman now, Christine screamed in my thoughts as my tentacle penetrated into the hot depths of her Virgo snatch. I shuddered in Tabitha 's embracing, moaning again as I fucked both girl cunnies with my tentacles, pumping them in and out of their depths.

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

"Love you,"I answered as I shuddered, more orgasms bursting out of my kitty-cat. The pleasance radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, tight embracement of their cunnies.

Ooh, Etta has such a squeamish ass, thought Tabitha. It was so hot when I licked her while young lady Erma spanked her. Mmm, so false and yummy.

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

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

Tabitha, and her wonderful bosom, slid down my back as my four tentacles writhed in promised land. They fucked in and out of Christine 's and the brunet 's tight, slick cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety pressing of their physical body on mine. Tabitha 's tongue ran down my spine. I groaned, loving how wicked it felt as she traced lower and lower.

And then her hands reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a gasp of infliction from my lips, reminding me of missy Erma 's wonderful hand falling over and over on my stern. I squirmed, my center fluttering. whimper of enrapture volley from my rima oris. I trembled. My eyes fluttered. Such wonderful, luscious pleasure.

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

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

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

"Oh, yes,"I gasped as my friend rimmed her natural language around my crumple opening.

It felt so naughty to feel her tongue roundabout it. Trembles sway my organic structure and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two girls'cunnies, my soundbox shaking. The shudders popped my appendage out of Christine 's mouth.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes,"she gasped, her torso quaking as my free tentacle writhed in the air."So good. She 's wiggled her tentacle so deep in my slit. This is flummox. So much in effect than rubbing at the outside."

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

"It so is,"Peony nodded, her skirt bunched around her waist, her stocking-clad pegleg spread wide. I could see her fingerbreadth pumping in and out of her cunny.

"You have a tentacle release,"gasped a cinnamon-haired beauty whose gens, I think, was Leonora.
She ripped her finger's breadth from her twat and darted froward, her dark-gray skirts swishing about her thighs, part of her hem stuck on her petticoats, showing the snowy garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her chick and petticoat, revealing a bright-red bush just like Tabitha's.

"shtup me,"Leanora moaned.

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

I could n't resist Leonora 's proffer cunny. I shoved my rid tentacle between her legs, stroking at the hot flesh of her sex. I groaned, savoring how juicy she felt, a line of cream trickling down my process. Such pleasure ran down all of my tentacles. I grinned and then shoved it into her pussy.

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

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

"Yes,"groaned Christine, her head lolled back."Oh, gratifying overlord. I ... I ..."

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

The brunet 's hands clenched on my tentacle. I turned my question. Her font contorted with pleasure she convulsed. Her pussy spasmed about my tentacles, shooting sweet-scented delight down my extremity to my puss. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my sphincter muscle ached as Tabitha probed her natural language into my intestine, her fingers digging into my ass.

So many inputs. It was all so much.

The brunette convulsed again. She pulled my tentacle out of her mouthpiece, gasping,"I 'm cumming. Her tentacles are wonderful. They 're the best. Henrietta ... you 're amazing !"

I beamed as I savored all the wicked delights shooting through my body. Tabitha 's glossa probed into my dickhead, sliding in and out of it like a many tentacle, sending the hot, burning bliss to my kitty. The brunet 's cunny spasmed a terminal clock time, and then she slumped out of her desk to the floor, eyes fluttering as she gasped for breath.

"So good,"she groaned.

"Free tentacles,"squealed the girls.

It was a Rush to get to me as I pulled my process out of the brunet 's spasming pussy. Juices dripped from it as the lady friend surrounded us. Another blond, her haircloth in coil, reached me first, seizing the tentacle fresh from the brunette 's cunny."Please, please, me next."

She shoved the tentacle down with one hand, the former frantically yanking up her gray skirt. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped fille with immense, super C eyes reached the one-fourth tentacle, her skirt already hiked up, those eyes begging to be fucked.

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

IV pussies, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's hands tightened on my shoulders as her face twisted with passion. She leaned over and kissed me hard on the mouth as her rosehip writhed, her kitty-cat clenching on my extremity. The saucy-lipped girl moaned, her mouth opened wide as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my bunghole harder and harder, the pleasure bursting through me.

I came again.

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

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

My tentacles pulsed as I orgasmed. The swells rippled down the extremity and into the four girls'kitty-cat. All four of them shuddering in shock. Their thoughts spilled into my mind, all four girls screaming their bliss as they writhed.

Cumming, Christine 's thinking gasped the loudest in my brain as her rima oris sang out wordless bliss for the integral school to hear.

As my tentacle pulsed in her cunny, her pulp spasmed about my appendage. I swayed, my nous exploding with so many sense impression. wizard danced around my head. The room swam. Tabitha 's handwriting clenched on my ass, the nuisance the only thing keeping the pleasure from carrying me aloft.

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

"Me side by side,"individual moaned as I pulled my tentacle out of Christine 's pussy.

A new cunny to know. I rammed my tentacle into the girlfriend, not even knowing who it was. I did n't care whose pussy I reamed. I just had to pleasure these naughty girlfriend. Leonora 's cinnamon whisker swept across my titty. Her lips latched onto my nipple. She sucked on my nub.

One to a greater extent sensation swirling through me.

Etta 's ass taste so proficient, thought Tabitha.

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

Her tentacle is so late in me. I 'm going to accept my release.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

somebody came on my tentacle, hot cunny massaging my member. I shuddered, swaying. Only Leonora and Tabitha kept me standing as another orgasm burst through me. My tentacles were so sensitive, and the girl 's cumming puss had set me off again.

The room reeked of hot pussy. A wonderful, passionate perfume. Girls'hands touched me, stroked me. Someone else nibbled on my second pap. A hired man caressed my free tentacle, guiding it to another cunny. A lady friend moaned as I penetrated her.

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

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the intact time.

I lost lead of my sexual climax. I was so dizzy. The groan of girls serenaded me. I caught glimpses of au naturel, girlish figure pressed together. hugging, thrashing, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own ways to flirt with themselves.

girl Erma was in the centre, holding Leonora and Peony to her breasts while the brunette tongued her pussy. She had a look of Delicious joy on her cheek as I fucked and writhed and came so hard. It was an drunken revelry of passion.

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

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

My ass. I loved it how naughty it was to smack it on her lips. Today was such a tremendous day.

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

I sighed, breaking the kiss with Tabitha. I forgot. But I do n't hump what we can do about it.

We have to get back to my ship. Perhaps the reckoner has idea. But I fear the nanites have infected a local anaesthetic. And ...

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

Merita hesitated. I do n't know. It could mutate them. Change their bodies on a molecular level.

mol ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of lilliputian particles divided into elements based on their paper. These component James Bond together. Like Iron or Gold or Carbon or atomic number 8. These are constituent. And when they bond together, they form molecules. You breathe a combination of gases. The most prominent is made of a twosome of Nitrogen atoms. The next most is made of two Oxygen atom, which your body jailbreak down to fuel your metabolic process, and in the appendage you exhale a gas made out of a C atom and two Oxygen atoms as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your body is made up of to a greater extent mote, mostly C and Hydrogen, with Calcium, atomic number 19, Iron, and former elements. The nanites can change these corpuscle. It is how they 're replacing the Ca in your spine and repairing the heart severed in your body. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do other things.

strait scary. Okay, we 'll hook out after dinner. Only one Sir Thomas More class to go. Philosophy taught by Miss Marilynn.

Okay, Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The words whispered through the mind of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their idea were connected through the metal tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's puss, connected to Daisy and Geneve, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to find Sir Thomas More association. The voice needed more.

The four did n't wonder it. Their cerebration ran from one to the other, mixing, sharing, thinking. They had to detect the ship. They had to be complete again. But they had no estimation where the ship was or how to stimulate themselves whole.

So they would connect.

They strode the hallways of Kensington Boarding school day. Marilynn knew she was a instructor here, Daisy a housemaid, and Geneve and Emaleine were pupil. There were More daughter and women to connect to here. The third tentacle sprouted from her pussy flap beneath her doll, eager to connect.

... connect ...

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

Loud footsteps thudded behind them, heeled boots ringing on the stone of the building. Someone walked with a brisk stride, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, excitement throbbing through their pussies. Connection was such a bliss. It was rattling to unite with another womanhood, to slide their metal tentacles into her cunny and feel the electric, orgasmic joy burst in their depths.

Headmistress Edna Neville strode down the hall in a dark-red frock, her back heterosexual person, her beautiful, fledged face set as she sighted the four. Marilynn 's tentacle writhed in unison with her three companions. The headmistress marched forward, her hairsbreadth pulled back into a wet, calamitous bun. It would cause intimidated any of the connected four before their union.

But now they were more. They were changed.

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

"Searching for women,"Marilynn answered, the other three fighting not to speak with her.

"Searching ... for womanhood ?"Edna Neville took a step closer, standing correctly before Marilynn with only a foot or so separating them."Just because this school is liberal in the sexual pleasure we allow the stave and student to engage in is n't an self-justification for you to abandon your duties. You are here to teach."

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

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

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

"Oh, my ... What is that ? You ... I ..."Headmistress Edna shook her head word and took a tone back as the tentacle fucked in and out of her pussycat, giving her such pleasure."What are you ... doing ... ? Oh, Lord, that 's good."

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

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

At that moment, course of instruction ended. Girls poured out of their classroom into the hall. They giggled as they streamed past tense, whispering as the headmistress clearly writhed in orgasmic delight. Three girls in the bunch gasped and moaned as metal tentacles slithered up their skirts and thrust into their pussies. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cherry popped and then moaned in delight as Daisy 's tentacle reamed deep into her grab. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the 3rd girl, let out a huge moan of bliss.

The other students walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their beau class fellow and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their coming and the present moment of blissful connection.

They screamed out their joy, their Scripture echoing over the students as four became eight, the nanites surging into new emcee and going to make for. They moved faster than before. With each new woman they connected to, they knew how to qualify her body with more efficacy. The intervals shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the stockpile of metal from the casing of the down core.

In a fistful of minutes, the eight went in lookup of more to connect to, tentacles writhing beneath their skirts.

... connect ...

To be continued ...