Boarding schooltime coming upon
Chapter Two : Henrietta Possessed by the Lesbian Alien
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"... henrietta ..."

The syncope vocalism called to me as I floated through shadow. It was feminine, familiar.

"... henrietta ..."

The voice grew a little louder, whispering across the nihility. I tried to impress my body, but I did n't bear one. That should frighten me, but it did n't. I imagined I frowned as I struggled to see what was happening.

"... henrietta ..."

I was at Kensington embarkment School overwhelmed by all the strange, new sensations. My thoughts darted from Nurse Leroy Robert Paige 's"aesculapian discussion"when she cured my hysteric by licking me to a wonderful climax to my new friend Tabitha hinting we would"cure"each other of hysterics 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 schoolhouse out into the even fog. The falling star had crashed into the earthly concern and I found it, a silver egg. Then I fell into the crater, tumbled down the Hill, and ... woke up inside. There the purple fag 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 soma, taking my virginity.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then she had merged into me. The faggot had sunk into my chassis and ... and ... the darkness had crashed down on me. It had been too a great deal to take.

"... Henrietta ..."

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

"Henrietta."

It came through clearly. It sounded alien, her mouth not quite pronouncing the sounds right. It was an accent I had never heard before. John Griffith Chaney was a cosmopolitan city. One of the first to get electrical energy. Travelers across the British Empire passed through its larboard. And I had never heard the like.

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

lovingness engulfed my body. I did still give birth a body. I was n't just a consciousness floating in an uncreated void. The fondness drew me away from the emptiness. Merita 's voice guided to me, beckoning to me. I followed the fairy '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 swarthiness more absolute than any I had ever encountered. And yet I could see my naked organic structure as clear as if sunlight lit them. But there were no shadows. My small white meat and difficult teat did n't block the luminosity, creating patterns.

"It 's OK,"Merita whispered.

Her tentacles were wrapped about me, purple against my ivory skin. The end of one played idly with the blonde gyre covering my pudenda. A hot tremor ran through my body. A hysteric scabies formed between my thighs, aching for nanny Paige 's"medical treatment."I squirmed as I felt Merita pressed up behind me, her breasts small-scale, her tit hard. Her weapon wrapped about me, hands clasped over my abdomen as she nuzzled her hairless font against my neck.

"Shhh, it 's all right. You were overwhelmed. That 's to be expected from such a archaic 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 basic of computational automobile. The primary means of ecstasy is animal based."

"We have trains."

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

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

"Fairy ..."Merita said the word slowly."No, no. I am not a mythological creature who plays tricks on your race. I am ..."She hesitated."unknown is the best Christian Bible in your language."

"You 're from another commonwealth ?"

"Planet."Merita 's hand flew out and the worldly concern blurred. A blue sphere appeared, painted with ovalbumin, fluffy number and dotted with Edwin Herbert Land that was a mix of green-brown and ... My eyes widened."Is that ... dry land ?"

"From field. Your kind are a century away from the most primitive applied science to see this,"she said."This is your satellite. Earth."

"Are you from Red Planet then ? Or Urania ?"An excited 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 populace zoomed. My stomach lurched as earth flew away, dwindling to a small distributor point. Then the sun became a petty dot. We hurtled past times stars and flew through swarm of colorful dust. My eye 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 foreigner from another planet ?"It was too a lot to believe. I squirmed."And you came to my planet in your egg."

"Spaceship."She hesitated."I crashed, actually. There was a mishap. I 'm stuck here until I can restore my ship. If I can rectify 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 decently. You 're language is so limited."

"Sorry."Then a flare of indignation guess through me."No. I 'm not. English is a perfectly good spoken language. And what do you intend by ownership ? Are you controlling my organic structure ?"

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

I nodded my head.

"Well, you broke your cervix. 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 trend ?"

I shook my head.

"Well, they 're little ... automatons. And they are inside of you fixing the wound, but your body 's resistant organisation rejected them. They have n't fixed you yet, only created temporary nerves so you can be active and breathe and not die. If I did n't merge with you, your physical structure 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 fairy ?"I asked, my head reeling. Immune system ? Little automaton inside of me. Like those completion diddle clocksmith build ?"Because that sounds like magic."

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

"And you 're in me now ?"

"Uh-huh."

"And this is all my mental imagery ?"

"Yes it is."

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

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

I gasped as the tentacle playing with my golden pubic hair slid down between my branch and rubbed at my pussy. pleasure tingled through me. My flock instantly grew wet as the rubbery member stroked me. My pap 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 heart widened as the pleasure raced through me."I do n't think my resourcefulness could come in up with something ... so ... so unknown. Oh, my. That 's ..."

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

Her tentacle brushed one of my blonde pigtails. I only answered with a moan, trembling as she rubbed harder and harder at my clitoris. 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 unusual. You 're causing me to have hysterics."

"Such a curious way to say you 're horny,"Merita purred, her spit licking my ear."I like it. I 'll cure your hysterics, yes. I 'll cook you cum. Relax you so you can ascertain sleeplessness again."

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

It was fantastic. Everywhere her tentacles brushed me sent tingling surge across my skin. They caress my venter and second joint, my arms and thorax. One wrapped about my small-scale knocker, squeezing it, exciting my nipple at the tip. Her tentacle 's tip flicked at my hard nipple.

I gasped,"Merita."

"Yes, yes, just enjoy. Let us 'cure'each other. Mmm, you are such a mantrap. You make me feel all hysterical and in motive of such sweet release."

"Yes,"I moaned in concord, her tentacle rubbing harder at my slit.

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

And then her brim kissed around to the cover of my neck. They were so soft and warm and wet. Everywhere they touched me sent flutters of joy through my body. My fingers clenched as she kissed lower, 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 trace ... They 're wonderful. Oh, yes. Oh, wow. I did not imagine such delights could exist."

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

Her sass kissed lower. I trembled every time she took a quick punch up my spine. I shivered, the whiz running all the way down to my pussy teased by her tentacle. Others played with my mammilla, flicking them and rubbing slow circles about them. Her tentacles constricted about my organic structure, squeezing and relaxing as Merita grew more excited.

She had four tentacles. Two played with my mammilla and the tierce wiggled at the entry of my pussycat. The 4th brushed my back talk. I kissed it, savoring the rubbery texture. My spit 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 vox was so throaty. She nuzzled at my lower back, her hands stroking my sides as I kissed and nibbled on the tip."So adept. You are marvellous, Henrietta. I hope all your race are as loving."

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

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

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

I shuddered at her watchword. It was so precious and dirty all at the Saami prison term. Cunny. My cunny contracted on her pussy as her rim nuzzled lower down my body. Her men slid down, stroking my hip joint then the boldness of my buttocks. I gasped as she pried them apart.

And then her lips nuzzled down into my gap. I shuddered in the embracement 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 lick me there ?

I gasped about the tentacle fucking in and out of my mouth as her lingua swirled about my puckered sphincter. My butt clenched, trying to constrict shut but her finger's breadth kept them pried apart. She giggled, her tentacle fucking deeper into my pussy as she tongued me.

"Mmm, such a moody, crude savor. I like the taste of your ass, Henrietta. So good."

I could only wrestle and moan as she wiggled her spit like a small tentacle into my bowels. My eyes widened. I sucked so hard on her tentacle reaming my back talk while my pussy clenched on the outgrowth sliding in and out of my wet depths.

joy stirred inside of me. The flutters of my hysteric grew as the disgusting sensation of her tongue probing my sphincter muscle merged with her tentacle pleasuring my cunny. I trembled, my nipples aching against her other appendages.

I wanted to scream 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 ? Have your paroxysm ? Am I about to cure your hysteric ?"

If I could talk, I would have shouted :"Yes."

All the deviant hotshot built in the core of my sex. My eye rolled back in my read/write head as I trembled. My cunny clenched and relaxed on her ruffle tentacle. Strange, burning pleasure radiated from my gut. My nipples ached. And her tentacle felt so warm and rubbery in my mouth, such a delectation 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 embracing. Her finger's breadth caressed my side. Her tentacles flicked my nipples. wondrous star crashed through me.

I came.

Awe inspiring convulsion of delight spasmed out of my cunny. My flesh convulsed about her tentacle as the waves of bliss washed through me. I groaned as she cured my hysterics. The ecstasy reached my creative thinker. Stars danced through the grim void as I trembled.

"Yes, yes, yes, so undecomposed,"moaned Merita."support sucking on my tentacle while your cunny massages the early. Oh, Henrietta. You 're so awe-inspiring. I love your consistency. Oh, yes. Oh, wow."

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

Her tentacle popped out of my mouth."Oh, Merita, oh, wow."I was so wonderfully tired. Lethargic. I buzzed, the fluttery sensations gone from my stomach."That was so much salutary than Nurse Paige curing my hysterics."

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

We kissed. I closed my eyes, her arms and tentacles holding me. My bridge player stroked her rachis up to her bald head, loving how she felt as I humped my cunny into her kitty-cat. My clitoris ached. The hysteric flutters built in my breadbasket 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 drub each other 's cunnies ?"

My eye widened. I remembered the pleasure of Nurse Paige licking through mine. It had felt so grand and sinful. I knew it was wrong if we did it. But was this even rattling ? It was like a dream. I could n't sin in my dreams.

"Yes !"

I was bore to try her. To taste my first of all pussy. Would she be dissimilar than a man 's ? Than Tabitha 's ? I trembled as Merita 's tentacles turned us. They still gripped me, caressing me as she hovered over me, her legs spread head. I caught my breathing time as I stared at the empurpled bend of her kitty. They were darker than her material body, and swollen. succus glistened and beaded on them.

I felt that same, wet heat adorning my own nethers. Were my twat lips swollen like that ? Engorged by my warmth ? Was that what caused the flap scabies between my thighs just begging for someone to allude and relieve my hysterics ?

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 head and her head slipped between my thigh. I felt her warmly breath caressing my pussy.

I groaned and hugged her with my weapon. I caressed her back as my nipples pressed into her stomach. Her nipples rubbed on mine. I licked my rim, staring at her twat, wanting to lick her, but I was scared. Was there a certain why do it ? What if I did n't like 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 flexure. It was a easy, conciliate lick. It was so unlike from her rubbery tentacles. Her lingua was smaller, wetter. I gasped as she brushed the entryway to my pussy before pushing her glossa in like she had into my bowels.

The pleasure rippled through me. I groaned and pulled harder on her, forcing her pussy sass against my mouth. I tasted her. Flowery and Henry Sweet. My natural language licked out through her bend. My eye widened. My finger tightened on her back as I slid through her fold. She tasted wonderful. Her juice were loggerheaded than piss, almost creamy. They clung to my backtalk and dribbled down my Kuki as I licked her again and again.

She sighed into my pussy. 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 auditory sense my name from her voice. My thigh pressed on her round, air head as her tongue dug deep into my slit. She flicked my button and wonderful sparks exploded through me.

I had to pass the favour. I found her clitoris 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 comprehend her ass as I sucked her clitoris into my oral fissure. I nibbled on it, loving how she bucked and responded.

"Henrietta, yes,"she moaned, squirming as I kneaded her butt. I loved how her impudence felt in my paw. I clenched, pulling her snatch down on me and shoving my tongue into her hole. She was n't a Virgo the 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 mind. She slid through my sheep pen then nibbled on my lip. I gasped and shuddered, squirming more, drinking in the whiz. I copied her, sucking on her labia, driving her wild.

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

"You, too. You taste amazing. So different than my masses. So mellisonant and salty."

"You taste like flowers."

She giggled then rammed her glossa trench into my pussy, fucking it in and out of me. I gasped and bucked, pressing my nipples hard into her venter. wondrous flutters shot through me down to my pussy. My fingers clenched on her asshole.

Then I smiled as I licked through her sheepcote. My finger 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 material. Nothing here was a sin.

"Henrietta,"she gasped, her voice wonderfully throaty, as I wormed my digit into her gut. My finger sank up to the metacarpophalangeal joint. She was so warm and pie-eyed and rough. She clenched down on it."Oh, yes. That 's so loathsome. 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 dissolute 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 coming. 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 punch."I 'm going to cum so toilsome. Oh, yes. Oh, wow, Henrietta."

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

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

"Cum for me, Henrietta,"she panted between feverish poke."You gave me such an climax. Let me retort the favor. Squirt your succus into my mouth. I love them."

Her tentacles stroked my back faster and faster. I loved the tactile property of them. I groaned, my toes curling as her spit whipped my cunny to a froth. My sexual climax built in my depths, a marvellous passing to cure my hysterics.

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

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

My physical structure spasmed. My pussy clenched. joy outburst in the deepness so of my cunny. I moaned into her sweet sex as the paroxysms filled my organic structure. I came so difficult. I bucked and shuddered, the pleasure crashing into my mind and ...

... carried me off into wonderful darkness.

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Merita smiled as the human race she constructed in Henrietta 's mind to ease her into their new situation faded. She turned around, her dream-body buzzing with the pleasure of her climax. Henrietta floated au naturel, her body blench and lovely, blonde pigtails hovering in the weightless void.

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

Henrietta mewled, floating on the walking on air 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 problem. She was stuck in Henrietta 's consistency until the miss healed. And her starship was broken. And an important piece had fallen off.

If a man found the inwardness first ...

Merita shuddered to recollect what would happen.

The world grew fainter and fainter as Henrietta came nearer and nearer to consciousness. Merita hugged Henrietta 's dream body and smiled as the universe faded. Merita merged into Henrietta 's mind, occupying a small corner as the daughter 's eyes fluttered open.

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

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I opened my eyes, obeying Merita 's voice susurration 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 warning signal. My ship is broken and the computer is trying to let me screw. *

"O.K.,"I said."You can read my thoughts ?"

*Of course. I 'm in your psyche. Merita laughed. I 'm with you. Do n't interest. The ship is n't in danger. But it is missing a piece. We 'll need to find that. *

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

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

"Those things keeping me active ?"

*Yes. They can ... deepen things. Mold thing. If a human is exposed to them without a computer to pass 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 Christ Within and a flashing ruby one. *

I scanned across all the several board and lights, searching for the one she said. I bit my lip and then noticed the flash red. *Yes, I see it, Merita. *

Images flashed through my mind of Merita pressing the green clit in a certain sequence. *Just do that. Okay. It 'll pull out the digital scanner. And then we 'll go discover it. *

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

*Trouble ? School ? *

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

*But the core. *

*I 'll get hold sentence to help you search, okay ? But not tonight. I 'll get in fuss. Please, I do n't want to get a spanking. * Especially not after hearing some of the teacher would look at advantage after a spanking, touching their students 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 mentation. 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 instructions through my thoughts. I climbed out and the frigid air shot through me. I was naked. My clothing gone, stripped off of me and stored in the ship. Merita showed me how to retrieve them, and I dressed, my teeth chattering and my feet dancing, as fast as I could. The fog was so slurred. It covered everything.

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

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

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

"No, no,"I gasped out tatty. I put the digital scanner into a pouch in my skirt than hurried out of the crater. The background crumbled beneath my invertebrate foot. I held my annulus up so I did n't trip-up 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 school. The lights of the oil lamps in the windows made the school incandescence in the fog, illuminating it. I followed the lights and reached the backward door. I smoothed my doll, only a little blush from my exertion, and strode inside, my stomach twisting.

I hope I was n't in tro—

"Etta !"

I yelped in shock. The excited voice of Tabitha greeted me. She jumped to her feet from her nates at one of the dining room table and rushed across the empty room to me, her red whisker bouncing about her shoulder joint. A relieved smiling spread across her freckled cheeks. Her weaponry threw around me, hugging me tight.

I could n't help but be aware of the cushy feel of her minor bosom pressing on mine. I blushed to my roots and squirmed in her riotous embrace.

"I was so worried about you,"she said."Ooh, I tried to trace, but you were so fast and the fog was so heavyset. I had no idea where you went. Whatever was amiss ?"

"I ..."So very much had happened, I struggled to remember why I had even run out into the night. Discovering that a sapphic alien with tentacles had crushed behind our school then possessed my dead body was severely enough to deal with."I just ... needed air. You know, a nice evening constitutional, as my Fatherhood would put it."

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

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

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

*Diminutive ? *

*People with farseeing name calling often get them shortened as pet names or nickname, usually used by people close to you. booster, menage. *

*Oh. Interesting. *

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

"Are you okay, Etta ?"Tabitha cocked her caput."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 unknown. Honestly, I 'm a overwhelmed."

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

Before I could resolve, the overweening young woman 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 stair to the fifth floor, top of the school. Tabitha was panting when we reached the top and gave me a curious look.

"Did you do muckle of calisthenics at your end school ?"

"No,"I answered as she tugged me down the mansion house. I frowned but before I could gather my thoughts, Tabitha had thrown open the door to our way and dragged me in. She closed it behind us.

Our room was small, two beds on either side with a shared nightstand between. An oil lamp set on it, though it was unlighted. The only light came from the window, dim from the fog. Tabitha struck a compeer and lit the lamp adjusting the wick to produce a shining flame.

*Such crude 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 room, so undressing together was to be expected. But after indulging in lesbian warmth with Merita, I was suddenly so aware of the womanly var. and the delights it offered. I caught my breath as her push worked down, exposing her chemise beneath. She stripped out of her wearing apparel, carefully hanging it in the wardrobe on her side of the room. She peeled out of her half-slip and chemise, stripping naked before me.

She was so pale, her pelt whiter than mine, with freckle dusting her shoulder joint and down to her small breasts. Firm and round, grown than mine, with tap mamilla hardened by the chill in the way. Her skin pebbled from the coldness as my gaze slid down to the fiery thatch of hair between her thighs.

*Ooh, wow, that 's Delicious, * Merita moaned. *Your sensationalistic hair—*

*Blonde, * I corrected.

*Your blonde hairsbreadth is lovely, but that red. So bright. Wow. I 've never seen anything like it. Your subspecies is so lucky to possess your strange snatch hair. *

*Pubic fuzz. * My bloom intensified.

*Pubic hair, yes. *

A hot itch rippled through me. My cunt grew moist as Tabitha bent over, digging into the bureau at the base of her closet. I stared at her round ass, more fiery pubic pilus peeking out between slender thighs. Her pussy hidden. I wanted to give away it. To advertise aside her gyre and lick her. She shifted as she searched then yanked disembarrass her nightgown. She pulled over her psyche, her organic structure shifting as she worked the linen down her organic structure.

"There,"she said."That 's in force. Brr, it 's a little chilly."She turned to look me and blinked."Etta, you got to get defenseless. And then, I think, I need your help."She flopped onto her bed, her metrical unit sticking out of the bottom of the long nightgown, her nipples dimpling the fabric.

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

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

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

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

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

I turned away from Tabitha as I slipped my blouse off my shoulders, revealing my camisole. The skirt came off, rustling over my lacy half-slip. I bent down, unlaced my shoes and pulled them off followed by my stockings. The floor was cold on my bare toes.

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

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

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

I stripped off my half-slip and camisole, then quickly fished out a nightgown before Tabitha noticed the juices glistening on my thighs, a sure enough signal I had hysterics in need of curing. I pulled it on over my headspring and dashed to my bed.

"Wait, Etta."

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

"With ... ?"My question died on my sass. I remembered her intimations from earlier, the ones that sent me fleeing into the night. She wanted us to"cure"each other 's hysterics. To occupy in Lesbian sin.

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

She said it with such pridefulness as I stared at my admirer, her finger drawing up the hem of her nightgown, exposing Sir Thomas More and more of her legs."Etta, I really involve your help. I 'm so out of sort. All wet and squirmy down there. Can you ... finger me ? I can help you out once you 've cured me. But I need the paroxysm. So badly. And it 's too deep to excite the nurse. I wo n't be able to sleep. And tomorrow is so very important."

The hem slipped higher. I stood rooted, scared and aroused, wanting to go to her and wanting to flee while my eyes could n't calculate away from her off-white legs. More and more of her was revealed. And then her pubic haircloth ... So bright against her pale skin, A beacon light, drawing me to her.

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

I fell onto my knees onto the hard mattress. My hands stroked her second joint, pushing them apart, revealing her fur matted with her excitement, hints of garden pink peeking through the rosy forest. I breathed in her sourish musk, my sassing salivating.

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

"Etta,"gasped my supporter as I buried my fount hungrily into her cunny and licked.

I tongued her. I lapped at her with such vehemence. I was like a starving man finally given a feast. My deal wrapped about her as I felt her silky pubic hair vibrate my nose and cheeks. They were so soft. And her cunny ...

So wet. So hot. So tasty.

Her tangy succus coated my tongue. I shuddered, my pussy ache as I devoured my protagonist. My fingers reached down, parting her pussy sass, exposing her plica and the membrane of pelt stretched over her snatch 's entrance. I nuzzled at her hymen, poking my spit a bit through one of the pocket-sized 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 ally from schoolhouse ? One of the maids in your home ? Who did you bring around ?"

"Merita,"I moaned between licks.

"Merita. Ooh, exotic. A maidservant 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 spill the beans More. I should n't have even mentioned her public figure, but I was so caught up in my sinful desires. I knew this was wrong, and somehow that made it even more exciting.

My glossa swirled on her clitoris, caressing it like Merita had taught me. The noncitizen whispered in my thinking, encouraging me, savoring the pleasure. Merita felt it, too. My pussy clenched at the wicked thing she whispered in my thoughts.

*That 's it. Lick her, dyke slut. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes, yes, Devour her cunny. attain her cum. heal her hysteric with your naughty cum. Oh, she tastes so dependable. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. Listen to her moans. *

*They 're marvellous, * I answered.

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

"Me, too."

I licked my backtalk, cleaning them of her succus before diving into her pussy once more. I nibbled on Tabitha 's folds and licked at her maidenhead again, my nose nuzzling into her little clitoris. Eighteen-years-old and I was turning into a Lesbian hussy.

My parents would be horrified.

My cunny clenched again. The hysterical need to be caressed increased. If my fingerbreadth were n't in use 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 burst from her brim."Oh, yes, Etta. Oh, yes. I can feel it coming. My ... my fit. Yes, yes, remedy my hysteric !"

Her voice rose a completely octave as she came, releasing a shrill scream. Her juices flooded tangy out of her slit. I gulped them down, reveling in the fact I made my acquaintance cum. I gave her tribade pleasure. And I loved every moment of it.

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

"Etta,"gasped my admirer. She arched her back a final time."Oh, you wonderful siren."She twined one of my pigtails about her finger."I have to help you out. I have to bring around you."

"Yes,"I moaned.

We kissed. It was so wonderful. Her lips were so soft. I was on top of her, feeling her wiggle beneath me, her bridge player pulling up my nightdress. She nibbled on my lower lip as she bared Sir Thomas More and Thomas More of my branch. Then her hired man were caressing me, sending bewilder pleasure shooting up to my pussy.

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

I nodded my head and rolled onto my backrest. *Oh, we 're going to love this, * Merita purred. *It 's her first prison term. That 's extra. *

*It is, * I agreed.

Tabitha settled between my thigh, her digit playing with my blond lock."You 're so wet, Etta."

"So were you,"I giggled."When you had your orgasm, you drenched my face."

"I hope you perceptiveness as expert as I do."Tabitha licked her lips and lowered her head.

Her first tongue swipe was hesitating, unsure. Then she sighed and licked again. And again. Each one was more confident, surer. Her finger pulled my pussy rim apart, her spit whacking and nuzzling.

"No maidenhead. Who did you give it to ?"

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

"With a dildo ?"

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

Her clapper pressed into my trap before she licked up to my clit. I groaned, a pressure swelling in my cunny. I felt so full, like something grew inside of me. I moaned, arching my book binding as her tongue 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 pussy. Tabitha gasped in daze then she shrieked. She tried to pull away, but I held her to my pussy.

Not with my hands or ramification. My eyes widened.

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

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

To be continued ...