Boarding school Encounter
Chapter Two : Henrietta Possessed by the sapphic extraterrestrial
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"... henrietta ..."

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

"... henrietta ..."

The voice grew a piddling louder, whispering across the void. I tried to move my body, but I did n't consume one. That should frighten me, but it did n't. I imagined I frowned as I struggled to realize what was happening.

"... henrietta ..."

I was at Kensington Boarding School overwhelmed by all the strange, new maven. My thoughts darted from Nurse Paige 's"medical discussion"when she cured my hysteric by licking me to a fantastic orgasm to my new friend Tabitha hinting we would"cure"each former of hysterics in the dark of our elbow room tonight. It had frightened me. I knew it was a sin to tint another adult female like that.
A tribade sin.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then I fled the school out into the even fog. The falling ace 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 sprite named ... Merita had ... had ...

She molested me with her tentacles. She touched me. Caressed me. And made me feel so well. fit 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 nance had sunk into my figure and ... and ... the swarthiness had crashed down on me. It had been too practically to select.

"... Henrietta ..."

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

"Henrietta."

It came through clearly. It sounded alien, her mouth not quite pronouncing the sounds right. It was an emphasis I had never heard before. London was a world-wide city. One of the first to get electricity. Travelers across the British Empire passed through its port. And I had never heard the like.

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

warmth engulfed my body. I did still have a body. I was n't just a awareness floating in an uncreated nothingness. The warmth drew me away from the nothingness. Merita 's voice guided to me, beckoning to me. I followed the fairy 's Word of God and opened my eyes.

I was still in a void.

Only in this nothingness I had a body. I blinked as I floated through a iniquity more rank than any I had ever encountered. And yet I could see my naked body as clear as if sun lit them. But there were no shadows. My minuscule breasts and hard pap did n't block the light, creating shape.

"It 's O.K.,"Merita whispered.

Her tentacles were wrapped about me, purple against my bone skin. The end of one played idly with the blonde curlicue covering my pudenda. A hot shudder ran through my body. A hysterical itch formed between my second joint, aching for Nurse Paige 's"medical treatment."I squirmed as I felt Merita pressed up behind me, her breasts lowly, her nipple hard. Her limb wrapped about me, hands clasped over my belly as she nuzzled her hairless typeface against my neck.

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

"Primitive ?"I squawked.

"Well, yes. You have just discovered electrical energy. You are decennium away from utilizing the electromagnetic spectrum for communication. You 're only playing around with the most basic of computational car. The primary means of rapture is animal based."

"We have trains."

"Yes, burning ember. Not even refined petroleum has spread much."

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

"Fairy ..."Merita said the word slowly."No, no. I am not a mythological fauna who plays whoremonger on your race. I am ..."She hesitated."extraterrestrial is the best intelligence in your language."

"You 're from another country ?"

"Planet."Merita 's hand flew out and the domain blurred. A blueing sphere appeared, painted with gabardine, fluffy bits and dotted with land that was a mix of green-brown and ... My eyes widened."Is that ... dry land ?"

"From cranial orbit. Your kind are a 100 away from the most crude technology to see this,"she said."This is your satellite. Earth."

"Are you from Red Planet then ? Or genus Venus ?"An excited catch jumped into my spokesperson."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 man zoomed. My stomach lurched as earth flew away, dwindling to a pocket-sized point. Then the sun became a trivial dot. We hurtled past maven and flew through clouds of colorful dust. My oculus widened as we stopped before a blue sensation, a hazy, orange satellite hanging before it.

"That 's my home."

"So you 're not a fagot but an ... an noncitizen from another major planet ?"It was too practically 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 stick to here until I can repair my ship. If I can doctor my ship."

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

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

"Sorry."Then a flare pass of indignation shooting through me."No. I 'm not. English language is a perfectly good language. And what do you mean by possession ? Are you controlling my trunk ?"

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

I nodded my head.

"wellspring, you broke your neck opening. You would cause died if I did n't return you help. I sent nanomachines into ..."She sighed."You do n't know what nanomachines are, of course of action ?"

I shook my head.

"Well, they 're trivial ... zombie. And they are inside of you fixing the wound, but your body 's resistant system rejected them. They have n't fixed you yet, only created temporary spunk so you can motivate and breathe and not die. If I did n't conflate with you, your body would have rejected the supporter and died. So long as we 're one, the nanomachines will fix you."

"Are you sure you 're not a fairy ?"I asked, my school principal reeling. Immune system ? trivial zombie inside of me. Like those completion miniature clocksmith construct ?"Because that sounds like magic."

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

"And you 're in me now ?"

"Uh-huh."

"And this is all my imagination ?"

"Yes it is."

"This is a little much. I mean ..."I swallowed."What if I 've gone looney ? 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 favorable pubic pilus slid down between my legs and rubbed at my pussycat. delight tingled through me. My congregation instantly grew wet as the rubbery appendage stroked me. My mammilla ached and I squirmed, suddenly so cognisant of her pap poking me in the back.

Hard nipples.

"No,"I gasped, her tentacle massaging my clit. My eyes widened as the pleasure raced through me."I do n't remember my resource could fall up with something ... so ... so strange. Oh, my. That 's ..."

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

Her tentacle brushed one of my blond pigtails. I only answered with a moan, trembling as she rubbed harder and harder at my button. My toes curled as I squirmed again. Her feeling was delicious, teasing me, stroking me, driving me so wild.

"Y-you 're making me feel so foreign. You 're causing me to let hysterics."

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

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

It was grand. Everywhere her tentacles brushed me sent tingling bang across my skin. They caress my stomach and thigh, my arms and chest. One wrapped about my small breast, squeezing it, exciting my pap at the tip. Her tentacle 's tip flicked at my hard nipple.

I gasped,"Merita."

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

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

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

And then her rim kissed around to the backbone of my neck. They were so subdued and warm and wet. Everywhere they touched me sent flutters of pleasure through my body. My fingers clenched as she kissed lower, reaching my spine, following it down between my shoulder blade. She licked and nuzzled, teasing me.

It was delicious.

"Merita,"I groaned."Oh, your tentacles ... Your touch ... They 're wonderful. Oh, yes. Oh, wow. I did not reckon such delights could exist."

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

Her lips kissed lower. I trembled every sentence she took a quick punch up my spine. I shivered, the sensations running all the way down to my pussy teased by her tentacle. Others played with my nipples, flicking them and rubbing irksome circles about them. Her tentacles constricted about my consistency, squeezing and relaxing as Merita grew more excited.

She had four tentacles. Two played with my nipples and the third wiggled at the entree of my pussy. The one-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 natural language about her tentacle then kissed the tip, sucking briefly."

"Yes."Her interpreter was so throaty. She nuzzled at my frown back, her hands stroking my incline as I kissed and nibbled on the tip."So effective. You are terrific, Henrietta. I hope all your race are as loving."

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

I gasped as she filled my hot, wet depth. Her tentacle ruffle inside of me. It swelled and constricted, stretching me across-the-board overt. My back talk opened wide as I groaned. Her other tentacle slid into my mouth. I sucked on it and moaned as she fucked her extremity into my pussy.

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

I shuddered at her Good Book. It was so precious and dirty all at the same time. Cunny. My cunny contracted on her pussy as her lip nuzzled dispirited down my body. Her hands slid down, stroking my hips then the cheeks of my hind end. I gasped as she pried them apart.

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

I gasped about the tentacle fucking in and out of my back talk as her tongue swirled about my puckered sphincter. My butt clenched, trying to squeeze shut but her fingers 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 of your ass, Henrietta. So good."

I could only squirm and groan as she wiggled her tongue like a diminished tentacle into my bowels. My eyes widened. I sucked so firmly on her tentacle reaming my mouth while my pussy clenched on the appendage sliding in and out of my wet depths.

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

I wanted to scream out my growing pleasure.

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

If I could address, I would accept shouted :"Yes."

All the deviate maven built in the core of my sex. My optic rolled back in my heading as I trembled. My cunny clenched and relaxed on her undulating tentacle. Strange, burning pleasure radiated from my bowel. My nipple ached. And her tentacle felt so warm and rubbery in my mouth, such a delight for my natural language 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 fingerbreadth caressed my side of meat. Her tentacles flicked my tit. howling sensations crashed through me.

I came.

Awe inspiring fit of delectation 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 rapture reached my mind. mavin danced through the dark void 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 amazing. I love your organic structure. Oh, yes. Oh, wow."

We cured each other '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 time, my cunny contracting on her withdrawing appendage.

Her tentacle popped out of my oral cavity."Oh, Merita, oh, wow."I was so wonderfully bore. Lethargic. I buzzed, the fluttery sentiency gone from my stomach."That was so often better than nursemaid Paige curing my hysterics."

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

We kissed. I closed my eyes, her limb and tentacles holding me. My mitt stroked her binding up to her bald pass, loving how she felt as I humped my cunny into her pussycat. My clitoris ached. The hysteric flutters built in my stomach again.

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

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

My eyes widened. I remembered the delight of Nurse Satchel Paige licking through mine. It had felt so grand and over-the-top. I knew it was improper if we did it. But was this even substantial ? It was like a dream. I could n't sin in my dreams.

"Yes !"

I was bore to taste her. To taste my firstly slit. Would she be different than a human being 's ? Than Tabitha 's ? I trembled as Merita 's tentacles turned us. They still gripped me, caressing me as she hovered over me, her branch spread. I caught my breath as I stared at the purple crimp of her pussy. They were darker than her flesh, and swollen. juice glistened and beaded on them.

I felt that Same, wet rut adorning my own nethers. Were my purulent lip swollen like that ? Engorged by my warmth ? Was that what caused the fluttering itches between my thighs just begging for someone to touch and facilitate my hysterics ?

Maybe.

I breathed her in. She smelled flowery, like nectar. I moaned as her tentacles pulled our bodies together. Her thighs slipped around my head teacher and her head slipped between my thigh. I felt her warm breath caressing my pussy.

I groaned and hugged her with my weaponry. I caressed her back as my tit pressed into her stomach. Her teat rubbed on mine. I licked my lip, staring at her kitty-cat, wanting to lick her, but I was scared. Was there a certain why do it ? What if I did n't wish it ? What if she did n't wish it ? A million motion 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, lenify lick. It was so unlike from her rubbery tentacles. Her knife 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 pleasure rippled through me. I groaned and pulled harder on her, forcing her pussy brim against my mouth. I tasted her. Flowery and sweet. My knife licked out through her sheep pen. My eye widened. My fingers tightened on her back as I slid through her folds. She tasted wonderful. Her juices were thicker than water system, almost creamy. They clung to my rim and dribbled down my Chin 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 face, more sure the more she squirmed and moaned.

"Henrietta,"she sighed.

Oh, it was wonderful hearing my name from her voice. My thigh pressed on her unit of ammunition, bare headland as her tongue dug deep into my pussycat. She flicked my clitoris and marvelous sparks exploded through me.

I had to take back the favor. I found her clitoris and licked the purpurate nub. It throbbed against my tongue 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 clit into my mouth. I nibbled on it, loving how she bucked and responded.

"Henrietta, yes,"she moaned, squirming as I kneaded her butt. I loved how her boldness felt in my hand. I clenched, pulling her pussy down on me and shoving my spit into her pickle. She was n't a Virgin like I had been.

Had another girl-alien 's tentacles taken her virginity, or had she lain with a boy-alien ? I hoped it was a girl-alien.

Her lapping tongue drove that thought from my creative thinker. She slid through my folds then nibbled on my back talk. I gasped and shuddered, squirming more, drinking in the sensations. I copied her, sucking on her labia, driving her wild.

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

"You, too. You taste amazing. So unlike than my mass. So honeyed and salty."

"You taste like flowers."

She giggled then rammed her tongue deep into my puss, fucking it in and out of me. I gasped and bucked, pressing my nipples hard into her stomach. Wonderful disturbance shot through me down to my cunt. My fingers clenched on her asshole.

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

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

"I enjoyed it, too."

She giggled then we went back to licking each other while I fingered her motherfucker. I wormed my tongue deep into her slit as my digit pumped degenerate and faster in her. She squirmed Sir Thomas More and more, clenching on my digit and moaning into my pussy.

The way she shuddered on me made me so excited. The close at hand convulsion 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 poke."I 'm going to cum so tough. Oh, yes. Oh, wow, Henrietta."

A photoflood of her succus squirted out of her pussy and splashed into my aspect. I opened my mouth, the warm, flowery ambrosia filling my mouth. Her bowels spasmed about my fingerbreadth as she bucked and shuddered atop me. I drank down her juices, marveling that she could produce so much, while I held her.

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

"Cum for me, Henrietta,"she panted between feverish licks."You gave me such an orgasm. Let me devolve the party favour. Squirt your juice into my mouth. I love them."

Her tentacles stroked my back faster and faster. I loved the feel of them. I groaned, my toes curling as her lingua whipped my cunny to a froth. My orgasm built in my depths, a tremendous waiver to heal my hysterics.

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

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

My body spasmed. My twat clenched. joy burst in the profoundness so of my cunny. I moaned into her sweet sex as the paroxysms filled my body. I came so hard. 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 mankind she constructed in Henrietta 's mind to ease her into their new situation faded. She turned around, her dream-body buzzing with the joy of her climax. Henrietta floated naked, her soundbox picket and lovely, blond pigtails hovering in the weightless void.

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

Henrietta mewled, floating on the bliss of her sexual climax. Merita smiled and kissed her lover on the lips. Then she sighed and waited for Henrietta to wake-up. Merita 's view turned to her problems. She was stuck in Henrietta 's trunk until the missy healed. And her spaceship was broken. And an important composition had fallen off.

If a human being found the gist first ...

Merita shuddered to believe what would happen.

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

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

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I opened my eyes, obeying Merita 's voice rustle in me.

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

*They 're just alarms. My ship is broken and the computer is trying to let me acknowledge. *

"O.K.,"I said."You can scan my cerebration ?"

*Of row. I 'm in your mind. Merita laughed. I 'm with you. Do n't interest. The ship is n't in danger. But it is missing a opus. We 'll take to regain that. *

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

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

"Those matter keeping me alive ?"

*Yes. They can ... switch affair. mould thing. If a man is exposed to them without a electronic computer to guide them ... * Merita shuddered in my head. *Well, it would be bad. Do you see the panel to your right near the behind ? It has three green visible light 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. *

look-alike flashed through my mind of Merita pressing the green buttons in a certain chronological sequence. *Just do that. Okay. It 'll pull out the scanner. And then we 'll go find it. *

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

*Trouble ? schooling ? *

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

*But the core. *

*I 'll determine metre to help you look, okay ? But not this evening. I 'll get in problem. Please, I do n't require to get a spanking. * Especially not after hearing some of the instructor would take advantage after a spanking, touching their bookman 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 show all my thoughts. I did n't like that one bit.

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

I sighed. This was improve than dying. Probably. *How do I get out of here ? *

Merita flashed didactics 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 call up them, and I dressed, my tooth chattering and my ft dancing, as fast as I could. The fog was so thick. It covered everything.

The in conclusion thing I did was sprain on what Merita called a"cloak."tendency over through the hatch, I punched in the program line on the cabinet. And then I jumped back as the hatch closed. It sealed shut and the egg rippled, wavered, and then was gone.

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

*Do n't you need to get to the schooling ? * Merita asked, her phonation testy. *If you have clip to stroke the outside of my ship, maybe you have prison term to go get hold the core. It ca n't be too far away. I hope. *

"No, no,"I gasped out loud. I put the electronic scanner into a pocket in my doll than hurried out of the Crater. The ground crumbled beneath my foundation. I held my wench up so I did n't trip 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 day. The lights of the oil lamps in the window made the school glow in the fog, illuminating it. I followed the lighting and reached the vertebral column door. I smoothed my bird, only a little rose-cheeked from my exertion, and strode inside, my stomach twisting.

I hope I was n't in tro—

"Etta !"

I yelped in daze. The shake voice of Tabitha greeted me. She jumped to her metrical foot from her seat at one of the dining room table and rushed across the empty elbow room to me, her red hair bouncing about her shoulders. A let off smile spread across her freckled impertinence. Her arm threw around me, hugging me tight.

I could n't help oneself but be aware of the soft feel of her small breasts pressing on mine. I blushed to my roots and squirmed in her lush embrace.

"I was so concern about you,"she said."Ooh, I tried to follow, but you were so quick and the fog was so compact. I had no estimation where you went. Whatever was improper ?"

"I ..."So much had happened, I struggled to remember why I had even run out into the Night. Discovering that a Lesbian noncitizen with tentacles had crushed behind our school then possessed my body was grueling enough to mete out with."I just ... needed air. You know, a nice evening inherent, as my father would put it."

"In this fog ?"Tabitha shook her chief."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 yearner names often get them shortened as pet figure or cognomen, usually used by hoi polloi close to you. Friends, folk. *

*Oh. Interesting. *

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

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

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

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

Before I could suffice, 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 fifth floor, top of the school. Tabitha was panting when we reached the top and gave me a rum look.

"Did you do lots of calisthenics at your last school day ?"

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

Our way was pocket-sized, two layer on either side of meat 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 equal and lit the lamp adjusting the wick to get a bright flame.

*Such primitive 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 peel together was to be expected. But after indulging in lesbian passion with Merita, I was suddenly so mindful 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 dress, carefully hanging it in the wardrobe on her side of the room. She peeled out of her underskirt and chemise, stripping naked before me.

She was so pale, her peel whiter than mine, with freckle dusting her berm and down to her small breasts. Firm and rung, bigger than mine, with pink nipples hardened by the shudder in the room. Her skin pebbled from the cold as my gaze slid down to the ardent thatch of hair's-breadth between her thighs.

*Ooh, wow, that 's delicious, * Merita moaned. *Your xanthous 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 favourable to have your strange pussy whisker. *

*Pubic hair. * My rosiness intensified.

*Pubic hair, yes. *

A hot itch rippled through me. My pussy grew moist as Tabitha hang over, digging into the chest at the base of her wardrobe. I stared at her daily round ass, more than fiery pubic hair peeking out between slender thighs. Her pussy hidden. I wanted to display it. To promote aside her scroll and lick her. She shifted as she searched then yank free her gown. She pulled over her head, her body shifting as she worked the linen down her body.

"There,"she said."That 's meliorate. Brr, it 's a little chilly."She turned to face me and blinked."Etta, you got to get naked. And then, I think, I need your help."She flopped onto her bed, her pes sticking out of the fundament of the foresighted gown, her tit dimpling the fabric.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My cunny itched more. I squirmed. I needed to bear 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 mistreat myself in silence.

I stripped off my underskirt and camisole, then quickly fished out a nightgown before Tabitha noticed the juices glistening on my thigh, a sure sign I had hysterics in penury of curing. I pulled it on over my principal and dashed to my bed.

"postponement, Etta."

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

"With ... ?"My question died on my back talk. I remembered her intimations from in the beginning, the single that sent me fleeing into the night. She wanted us to"cure"each other 's hysterics. To engage in lesbian sin.

*Sin, * snorted Merita. *Do n't be slow. I can experience the desire you have for your friend. She is beautiful. Two female making love life, curing hysteric, is something to be celebrated on my reality. 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 night-robe, exposing more and more of her legs."Etta, I really need your help. I 'm so out of variety. All wet and squirmy down there. Can you ... finger me ? I can aid you out once you 've cured me. But I need the paroxysms. So badly. And it 's too late to rouse the nanny. I wo n't be able to kip. And tomorrow is so very important."

The hem slipped in high spirits. I stood rooted, scared and aroused, wanting to go to her and wanting to flee while my eyes could n't face away from her ivory leg. More and more of her was revealed. And then her pubic hair ... So bright against her pale hide, A lighthouse, drawing me to her.

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

I fell onto my genu onto the gruelling mattress. My script stroked her second joint, pushing them apart, revealing her fur matted with her agitation, clue of garden pink peeking through the rosy timber. I breathed in her tart musk, my mouth salivating.

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

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

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

So wet. So hot. So tasty.

Her tangy juice coated my tongue. I shuddered, my pussy aching as I devoured my supporter. My digit reached down, parting her snatch lips, exposing her folds and the membrane of skin stretched over her kitty 's incoming. I nuzzled at her hymen, poking my tongue a bit through one of the small golf hole before I lapped up to her clitoris.

"Etta,"she gasped."Oh, yes, you 've done this before, you naughty girl. On who ? A friend from school day ? One of the maiden in your household ? Who did you cure ?"

"Merita,"I moaned between licks.

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

"Something like that."My lips sealed on her clitoris as my fingers stroked her kitty-cat sass. I did n't need to lecture 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 spit swirled on her clitoris, caressing it like Merita had taught me. The unknown 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. clout her, dyke slut. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes, yes, Devour her cunny. Make her cum. bring around her hysteric with your spicy cum. Oh, she tastes so safe. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. Listen to her moans. *

*They 're wonderful, * I answered.

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

"Me, too."

I licked my lips, 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 penury to be caressed increased. If my finger's breadth were n't meddling stroking her folds as I licked up to her clitoris, I would finger myself. I sucked on her button again, loving how she gasped and bucked when I did that.

A throaty groan volley from her back talk."Oh, yes, Etta. Oh, yes. I can palpate it coming. My ... my paroxysm. Yes, yes, cure my hysterics !"

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

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

"Etta,"gasped my friend. 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 cure you."

"Yes,"I moaned.

We kissed. It was so wonderful. Her lips were so piano. I was on top of her, feeling her wriggle beneath me, her helping hand pulling up my nightgown. She nibbled on my lowly lip as she bared more and more of my peg. Then her mitt were caressing me, sending perplex pleasure shooting up to my pussy.

She broke the kiss."whorl over. I have to drub you. To use my tongue to give you such sweet relief."

I nodded my psyche and rolled onto my book binding. *Oh, we 're going to enjoy this, * Merita purred. *It 's her first time. That 's special. *

*It is, * I agreed.

Tabitha settled between my thighs, her fingers 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 gustatory perception as good as I do."Tabitha licked her lips and lowered her head.

Her first tongue swipe was hesitant, unsure. Then she sighed and licked again. And again. Each one was more confident, surer. Her digit pulled my pussy back talk apart, her clapper licking and nuzzling.

"No virginal membrane. Who did you contribute 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 clit. I groaned, a pressure swelling in my cunny. I felt so wide-cut, like something grew inside of me. I moaned, arching my rachis as her glossa found my clit, sucking, nibbling.

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

Not with my workforce or legs. My centre widened.

purple tentacles had sprouted from my cunny and wrapped about my booster 's forefront. Her eyes were wild with fright.

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

To be continued ...