Boarding shoal coming upon
Chapter Six : Henrietta is Spanked by Her teacher
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

My bowels had a fantastic aching to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's office, once again togged up. I closed the room access behind me. The Headmistress sat at her desk, writing on it calmly like she had n't just sodomized me with a dildo she had strapped to her crotch with a odd, leather harness. She had pounded me with a wonderful fervor, ramming her dildo deep into my bowels and giving me such an bubbling paroxysm of delight.

I came hard.

Yes, you did, Merita, the lesbian alien who had possessed my physical structure to save my life, whispered in my mind. And she did n't find out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in deep breath. I still shivered from the climax. They were amazing. Powerful. And when we finished, the Headmistress merely dressed, sat down at her desk, and adjusted her bun while I reeled from the sexual climax. Not a single one of her hairs had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked prim out and proper, not a sinful cleaning lady who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old scholar'rectums.

I smoothed my gray skirt over my two layer of petticoats as I tried to get together myself. Her dildo was larger than the tentacles that now sprouted from the deepness of my pussy. I bit my lip, shifting, the burning ache persisting in my bowels.

A reminder of the passion.

Why was I reading her thoughts ? I asked Merita as I straightened and glanced down the Harlan Stone halls of the Kensington Boarding shoal, a station to educate young woman. I never expected the education to include over-the-top, lesbian lessons.

Or that I would love it.

What 's so strange about that ? Merita paused. Your slipstream is n't telepathic ?

Is that what you call ... hearing others view ?

I felt Merita nod her intellection. She was a disembodied voice in my head, her trunk merged into mine. It was a necessary act to allow the nanites—strange, bantam golem that were fixing my trunk after I broke my cervix and nearly died—to heal me. My body did n't care them, treating them like an illness.

So I have pussy tentacles and can read thoughts ? Will there be other side-effects ?

I really do n't know, Merita admitted. But you have lunch next. You promised to regain the substance of my spaceship during your lunch.

Last night, Merita had crashed her starship. I thought she was a shot lead. But as she crashed, the core of her ship—and I was n't exactly trusted what that meant—had fallen out. It was full of to a greater extent nanites but disconnected from her calculator which was some kind of thinking machine. I also did n't understand that. How could a machine think ? But without the computing device, the nanites might do bad matter, so we had to feel them before anyone else did.

okey, I answered. I think the class period is over. No level in heading to English.

I was right. As I walked down the dormitory, doors opened and the young lady spilled, wearing their gray bird and white blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so prim and proper, young women of impeccable bringing up. And all had succumbed to the sapphic instruction of the staff.

I headed for the threshold, not towards the dining entrance hall, moving against the tide of students. Heeled shoes echoed. amah in their black uniforms, white forestage, and low caps perched on their heads scurried in both directions, carrying out their duties.

I turned the recession for the main room access when a voice shouted my figure with capital enthusiasm."Etta !"

okay, not my to the full epithet, which was Henrietta, or one of the proper diminutives for my name—Ettie or Hettie. Tabitha had named me thus yesterday when we first met. We quickly became bosom acquaintance and then so much more last Night when we discovered the world of my pussy tentacles.

We made such wonderful honey. My philia fluttered at the ken of her fiery curls bouncing about her berm as she dashed down the hall, her freckled face shining with a mix of inflammation and collar. She slid to a stop beside me, her green eyes staring into my amobarbital sodium, her circle breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a bustier young lady than I was. I had a melt off flesh where she was curvier.

Which made her fun to play with. I loved wrapping my tentacles about her boob and squeezing.

A hot itching fluttered through my snatch as the tentacles squirmed, eager to come out an play.

Henrietta, the mission, whined Merita. No getting distracted.

"You 're in one piece,"Tabitha panted."I was so care all through English. I could n't pay a single bit of attention on the lesson. I was so afraid you were in hassle. Does she know ... about ... ?"

I shook my nous."She just wanted to berate me on the properness of the school. Apparently, nursemaid Paige deflowers the girls who still possess a maidenhead. It 's a medical procedure."

"Right."Tabitha giggled."The horny nursemaid just has a satyr for pricking maidenheads."

"It is a delicious treat,"I blushed. I had pricked two virginal membrane, Tabitha 's and another young lady 's who lived on our base. Peony was a sweet matter. Both times were exquisite.

I loved it when she pricked my maidenhead, thought Tabitha, her spokesperson clear in my thinker. I loved feeling her tentacles pump in and out of me. I 'm sword lily she pricked me and not the nurse. Not that Nurse Satchel Paige is n't sexy, and her digit were wonderful this morning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

I smiled as Tabitha 's cheeks grew ruby. Then she shook her question."So you were told to stop plucking cerise. What else ?"

"She then stripped me naked, was disappointed to find I also did n't bear a cherry, and I lied and said I brought a dildo. Then she pulled out her own dildo, and I fucked it in and out of her cunny until she came."

"Ooh, what a wicked headmistress. Her fuzz is pulled into such a tight bun, I would n't think she could have fun."

I squirmed."Then she strapped the dildo on with a singular harness and buggered me. Hard."

Tabitha 's grinned. Ooh, I loved it when Etta buggered me this morning. shame Geneva interrupted us.

"Yes, it was a shame,"I told her. My tentacles squirmed in my kitty 's depths.

I was about to offer to bugger her right now when Merita hissed, This is n't finding the nitty-gritty. Once we have the core, we can enjoy Tabitha 's arsehole wrapped about your tentacle.

right field, right.

"Talking to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

I nodded my chief."Time to find the core."

Tabitha took my hand and squeezed it."Let 's go."

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Marilynn Gully and Daisy brown walked in unison, holding hands, as they approached the presence doorway of the Kensington embarkation School. Marilynn taught philosophy at the shoal while Daisy worked there as a maid. Both women 's clothing—Daisy wearing the nigrify skirt and Edward Douglas White Jr. blouse of a maiden, a Edward D. White apron tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a dark cat valium, right dress with a bustle accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in strands of Mary Jane. They walked in synchronized stairs. Their breathing matched. Their mentation connected.

Nanites infected them. Both their consistence had changed. First, Marilynn was taken over. She was afflicted with the powerful itch to connect. The nanites, reading her memory, deduced that humans connected via sex. So Marilynn had sex with Daisy. A metallic tentacle sprouted from the instructor 's snatch and fucked into Daisy 's. When the woman came, nanites flooded Daisy.

After consuming the alloy character of the meat, both char had the resource to build more tentacles and Thomas More nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their pussy, ready to connect with more human being. The nanites had to discover their computer and reunite with their ship.

Their restrict processes could think of no former way.

... connect ...

Marilynn and Daisy nodded to the mechanical, feminine vocalisation speaking through their nous."Yes, connect,"they both said together, grin on their lips. Their teat ached and their pussies were wet, clenching about the tentacle that united them."So many girl to connect with here."

In unison, they opened the front doors to the five story, stone manor theater converted into the Kensington Boarding School. It perched on a grassy hill in the English countryside, far from the modern amenities of London—electricity being the biggest. Progress has yet to reach the rural landscape.

"Oh, hello Miss Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired female child said. She was Whitney Moore Young Jr., twenty, with a smile on her face.

A moon-faced, bushy-haired brunet with a great smile walked with the platinum-blonde. Both miss wore the shoal uniform, gray skirts falling over two layers of petticoats to accentuate both young lady hips, their white blouses tight, the blond 's breasts large.

"We were all disappointed you did n't show for social class,"the brunette said."We always love welcoming new teachers."

Though Marilynn had never met either girl—it was her first day teaching—she knew their names from her connection with Daisy. The blonde was Geneva, Prefect for the twenty percent floor dorm, and her associate was Emaleine. Both female child were on their third and final year at the school.

And both were beautiful.

"Yes, we were busy,"Marilynn and Daisy said together.

"I can tell,"smirked Holland gin."I am beaming the serving staff are working hard to satiate the teaching staff. But the Headmistress can not be pleased with you."

"That does n't matter,"the pair said as they moved forward, hand-in-hand, step-in-step.

Emaleine frowned. In the background, a girl screeched,"Etta."

"Is something untimely, Miss Marilynn ?"the brunette asked.

"Nothing."

"Why are you two speaking in unison ?"Hollands asked.

Marilynn and Daisy paused before the missy. Then they seized the girls'shoulders and pushed them against the wall. Marilynn had Geneva 's shoulders, Daisy Emaleine 's. The auburn-haired teacher stared into Geneva 's blue eyes.

"We want to connect with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her hand slid down Geneve 's shoulder joint to mash the young lady 's round breast."will you connect with us ?"

"Yes, will you ?"Daisy asked, pressing her body tight against the brunette. Daisy 's mussed hair was a darker subtlety of Robert Brown, contrasting with Emaleine as their curls brushed.

"Teacher, every educatee in the schooling is at your administration,"Hollands purred."You know that. If you need your hysterics cured, I will be glad to relieve you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's pussies, stretching them out more. Delicious ripples of pleasure flooded through the teacher and maid 's trunk as they leaned in and captured the students'lips. Geneva 's were soft and scented while Emaleine kissed with aggressive thirstiness. Marilynn felt both, sharing sensations with Daisy.

Behind them, a pair of girls walked past and headed outside, giggling at their antics."I love this schooltime,"one said."Shame we ca n't join them, Etta."

"No, no, we 're in a hurry,"the second gear answered."Let 's go, Tabitha or—"

The manna from heaven of the ending front door cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Holland gin 's breast, loving how the cumulation through blouse and camisole. The teacher 's button throbbed and her nipples ached. Her tongue thrust into Geneve 's sassing, swirling, tasting, as the excitement built in her pussy. Juices trickled down her thighs, exciting her, building her passion. Daisy squirmed and squealed as bold Emaleine 's hired man shot out and slither into Daisy 's still untied bodice, cupping a circle breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's nipple and Marilynn felt it. Her pussy clenched as her mammilla ached in fellow feeling. The wonderful delight rippled through both women 's bodies. They moaned into their educatee'backtalk, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's finger worked at the button of geneva 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the teacher 's hands shot in, squeezing those luxuriant mounds through the reduce camisole. Geneva 's nipples were fat and hard, poking at the material.

"Oh, Miss Marilynn,"the blonde moaned after breaking the osculation."Oh, yes, you 're stirring such flicker through me. I need my hysterics cured badly."

"Me, too,"Emaleine moaned as the maid nibbled on her neck. Both of the student 's work force were down Daisy 's bodice now, pinching and rolling her nipples.

missy Marilynn 's pussy clenched and shuddered. The second metal tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's twat. It brushed the teacher 's inner thigh, smearing kitty-cat juice against her flesh.

"It 's fourth dimension to touch base,"moaned Marilynn.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both cleaning woman were eager for the rush of pleasure produced by connecting. Marilynn 's hands squeezed her student 's breasts, finger digging into her soft mound separated only by thin linen. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her bird and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed geneva again, hullabaloo brewing inside the teacher and housemaid. Both their tentacles worked up between the scholar'second joint, drawing closer and closer. wave of pleasures washed through their united body, their excitement mounting.

Emaleine pinched hard at Daisy 's nipples and gasped,"What is that ? There 's something moving beneath my skirt."

"Relax,"Daisy purred and kissed Emaleine as her tentacle reached the shorter young lady 's slit first, stroking hot, aroused anatomy. Marilynn felt the wonderful, wet feel of Emaleine 's cunt as Daisy 's tentacle caressed the girl.

And then the teacher 's tentacle reached Holland gin 's cunny lips.

The blond gasped, breaking the kiss as the metallic tentacle rubbed against her wet nethers. Her center were wide, staring at the teacher."misfire Marilynn ... What is that ?"

"My connector,"the instructor purred, savoring the duel sensations of both tentacles rubbing against the students'cunnies. Each felt slightly different, Geneve 's kitty sass thicker, Emaleine 's clitoris larger. Both were wet and hot, their silky pubic hair matted by exhilaration."I want to connect with you."

"Let us connect with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

"... so hard,"echoed the maid.

"But, but,"Emaleine moaned, her pelvic girdle shifting."What is it ?"

"pleasure,"both the maid and teacher moaned together.

... connect ...

... must connect ...

... need Sir Thomas More processing power ...

... connect ...

wafture of pleasure shot out of both the amah 's and teacher 's puss, sparked by electricity. The students shuddered as the electrical delight reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, centre widening.

"I ... I ..."Geneva groaned, shifting her rose hip. Marilynn rubbed the little girl 's nipples through her camisole."It feels nice."

"So overnice,"trembled Emaleine, her fingerbreadth twisting Daisy 's centre.

"Connect with us,"moaned teacher and maid in unison."You will obtain such pleasure."

"Yes,"both bookman squealed.

In unison, the tentacle 's thrust into the girlfriend'wet cunnies. Daisy and Marilynn both groaned as they savored duel aesthesis of their tentacles sinking into hot, tight, slick pussies. Ecstasy shot down the metallic tentacles and raced through their bodies.

"Yes, yes, yes, touch base,"they moaned together.

"Oh, my lord,"gasped Hollands."It 's so pliant. Oh, yes, slide it in deep. What sort of metal dildo is this ? How are you ... ? Yes, fuck me. Oh, yes. This is what I need after three long deterrent example. Oh, yes."

Emaleine shuddered, her pussy clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the lofty friction. Marilynn pressed her rim into Geneva 's neck, nibbling and sucking, squeezing the blonde 's large tits through the undergarment 's thin cloth. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

"Yes, yes, we 're connecting,"moaned Marilynn, pleasure flooding through her body.

Emaleine drew out the maid 's breast, a severely nipple begging to be sucked. The girl leaned down and immerse the mamilla, sucking hard. Marilynn 's pussy clenched as she felt the suction delectation. She squeezed Geneva 's breasts harder and massaged her nipple, the teacher 's hips undulating. Juices dribbled out of her kitty, running down her tentacles.

The joy swelled in her core. Spark of electricity shot through her body. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the same speed, driving deep into the miss'cunnies. Their voices sang through the dorm, four cleaning woman gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

"Oh, yes, young lady Marilynn,"shuddered Geneva."Oh, I 'm going to accept my sacking. I 'm going to cum. Yes, yes, therapeutic my hysterics. Oh, this is stupendous."

Her blue eyes fluttered. Her face clenched. And then her orgasm burst inside of her. Marilynn and Daisy moaned and shuddered as the blonde 's cunny spasmed about Marilynn 's tentacle. The soft anatomy massaged the hard, thrusting appendage. electric car tingles shot down the tentacle right hand to Marilynn 's core.

The orgasm build inside of her. The teacher pinched her student 's nipple hard through the camisole. She moaned into Geneva 's pharynx, sucking, marking the fille as the excitement built and built in her depths.

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's mamilla. The girl 's cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard. Her digit dug into the soft flesh. Her pussy tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the pleasance swelling in both maid and teacher 's body.

"Yes, yes, cum on my connection,"gasped Daisy."Let me feel your hot cunny spasm. Just like Geneva 's did on girl Marilynn 's connector."

"Yes, yes, love your release,"gasped the palpitation Geneva, her voice strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's teeth nipped Daisy 's tit as the student came. Her kitty-cat convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The thrusting appendages plowed deeper into both lady friend'spasming cunnies. The maid and teacher trembled.

"So good,"moaned young lady Marilynn, digit twisting Geneva 's teat."Yes, yes, yes. clip to connect."

"clip,"agreed Daisy. The maid threw her head back, her fingers cradling Emaleine 's facial expression as the young lady sucked on the housemaid 's strong nipple.

Both women, united by the nanites, came together. Their kitty spasmed about their Gemini tentacles. Pleasure surged down the member as ripples of seventh heaven bathed their minds. Marilynn gasped and moaned in unison with Daisy as the nanites erupted from the tentacle 's end.

Pulse after pulse of nanites flooded the students'young cunnies. Both daughter gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their minds as they connected to Miss Marilynn and Daisy. Their rapture surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. exaltation roared between them, sharing their pleasure. They felt every pussy 's cramp, every lip 's kiss, every finger's breadth 's caress, every backtalk 's suckle.

Two became four. joining achieved.

"Oh, yes,"the four cleaning lady moaned in unison. And then two students shuddered, overwhelmed by the nanites changing their bodies, and passed out.

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in satiated joy, their dead body buzzing from intense pleasance, carried the unconscious students into a side room. They draped the fille on the floor and waited for them to recover.

Marilynn bent down and sucked on Daisy 's still exposed nipple. The maid groaned, feeling the pleasure of her nipple suction while experience Marilynn 's joy at sucking on it. affaire d'honneur joy flooded both of them while the nanites prepared new tentacles inside all four cleaning lady 's bodies.

... more connections ...

... required ...

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This is not good, Merita told her host as she stared through Henrietta 's middle at the clay of the heart and soul. All that was left was the flashing beacon light and the control circuitry. It was the size of Henrietta 's mitt. The nanites were all gone, loose without any guidance. They had broken down the heart and soul for materials.

"Is this bad ?"Tabitha asked, the redhead peering down.

"Yes. Merita is n't glad,"Henrietta answered.

This is a disaster. It 's destroyed. Where did they go ? I do n't see any sign of them. None of the eatage looks changed. They made physical contact with something alive.

What do we do ? Henrietta asked as Tabitha said,"We have to get back to the schoolhouse. We 'll be late for our succeeding course. It took forever to hike out here."

I do n't jazz, Merita sighed, desperation crashing on her. I 'm deposit here. And who knows what the nanites did to whoever found them.

Do we keep looking ?

Merita did n't answer.

"Etta, we have to get back,"Tabitha said."If we 're late, we 'll get a demerit."

Merita, talk to me. Please, Merita. Do n't be mute. What do we do ? Is the person in problem ?

I do n't hump. The stranger 's view squirmed in her emcee. I do n't have a go at it how to find them. They could be anywhere. I 'm never getting back home. It 's destroyed.

I 'm so good-for-nothing. Henrietta squirmed. I am. But ... if there is naught to do ...

Yes, yes, you have to get back to class. Merita sighed. Stuck on a primitive planet ...

I 'm deplorable we 're primitive.

The pain in Henrietta 's thinking hit Merita. I did n't mean to insult you. I am glad we met. This is n't your geological fault. Do n't feel bad, okay ? take hold of the circuitry board. Maybe if we find the nanites they can rebuild the core. Merita had small hope of that, but she did n't want to burden Henrietta with guilt. That 's what they 're good at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can get the right stuff on your world. But in the meanwhile, get back to family. No period in you getting in trouble.

I 'm still regretful. But I am glad we met. I love you, Merita.

Merita sighed and retreated back from her host 's thought to hover on her problem.

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I ran through the mansion house of the school beside Tabitha. The inwardness fell so far from the school it took half our dejeuner minute just to walk out there. Our heeled shoes slapped on the tile, mine still wet from traipsing through damp green goddess. Merita had been silent the entire walk back. I could feel her sadness.

I wanted to do something for her, but I did n't live what.

"I think it 's this way,"Tabitha said, her red curls flying behind her as she darted down a hallway.

Our next class was Romance taught by girl Erma John Howard Northrop. I had heard she had a lech for spanking little girl 's prat and then soothing them afterward with her soft caresses. I did n't want to be spanked. And if she did comfort me, I might recede control my tentacles and expose myself as a freak.

I was favorable peony did n't tell anyone about what we did in the bathroom this morning.

Tabitha sighed in assuagement, slowing to a walk of life before a door."Here it is."She took a cryptic breath, glancing at me."Oh, one of your pigtails is coming loose."

I gasped and retied the ribbon while gaining my hint. Our faces were both flushed from our run, though it looked like we had sex instead. Given this schooltime, I was certain that was what people would think.

Ready, I opened the doorway and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the 60 minutes and we were n't tardy. miss Erma stood at the presence of the class, a blackboard covered in Latin words rested behind her. She was a magniloquent woman, her brown fuzz piled into a grave bun, her curvy body covered by a dark-gray dress. Her eyes flashed upon us.

"Two minute of arc late, girls."

"Sorry, Miss Erma,"we both said in unison.

"We were lost,"Tabitha added."We are still learning the school 's layout."

"There are no exculpation for tardiness. You both arrived to the school before today, giving you rich opportunity to ascertain where my schoolroom was situated."

I swallowed."You are correct, Miss Erma. Our apologies."

"Apologies are all well and right, but you have broken a dominion and that requires subject area to neaten out."

"field ?"I winced.

"Yes, strip naked the both of you and flex over my desk. You will each be spanked before the class."

The other female child, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of envy and, to my surprise, upheaval in their eyes. One of the girls with an eagre countenance was shy paeony sitting in the back, her handwriting clasp beneath her desk over her skirt. She squirmed.

She had a hot cunny and was in great need of her hysterics being cured.

Tabitha and I moved up to the front of the family. A tickle of excitement caressed my pussy. My nipples hardened. All those eyes watching us ... twenty young lady ... My fingers worked at the push button of my blouse as I stood before the course of study, my cunny growing bed wetter and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

"Keep calm air,"Tabitha whispered as I slid off my blouse. Her centre flicked to my nipple, both intemperate and prominent against my camisole.

I nodded my heading, swallowing. I had, mostly, kept myself under ascendency while in the Headmistress 's office. It was only when she buggered me with her dildo that my tentacles came out. And I doubted girl Erma planned on sodomizing me hard and fast.

Tabitha and I quickly stripped. I noticed the dewy upheaval glistening on my lover 's thighs before she bent over the desk, her cycle, freckled tits pillowing on the desk. My belittled mounds jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't rest against the desk. I wiggled my hips, my blonde pigtails spreading across the board. I rested my cheek on the cool surface, staring at my lover.

She gave me a comforting smile and took my hand.

"Well, well, well,"purred Miss Erma,"what a saucy couplet of troll, Pres Young seat. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us gasp. Her fingers dug into my flesh, reminding my sphincter that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

The excitement swelled in my kitty and the tentacles squirmed more.

"Their sexuality are wet and flushed, afflicted with that horrifying disease. female hysterics most be combated at all times. Young women are especially prone to it. If any of you feel any flutters between your thighs, experience free to lighten yourself manually. clitoric stimulation, either through your skirt or with direct contact of your finger's breadth is permitted."

"Yes, young lady Erma,"the early students said.

I glanced at them, the lady friend squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their cheeks grew rosy. Their second joint parted. Skirts and petticoat rustled as fille Erma kept kneading my ass instead of spanking us.

twenty girls abusing their cunnies while I was spanked ... How was I keeping myself under control ?

If I never fell, you would n't be afflicted with this problem, sighed Merita in my mind.

Do n't say that. I am not—

Crack ! wisecrack !

The first spanking landed. I gasped and shuddered, infliction shooting through my ass and wiping away all thinking. Tabitha spasmed beside me. Miss Erma had spanked both our stern simultaneously. Or near sufficiency. The heat of her paw 's fall burned through my ass.

It was so different than when my forefather had spanked me as a fry. This was denude hide. The feminine sighs of my classmate filled the air. girl Erma 's hand rested on my tooshie, stroking my flesh as she let the botheration linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

cleft ! fracture !

Tabitha and I bucked together. I moaned, my teat rubbing on the desk. I squirmed at the hot bother prickling through my asscheeks to my cunny. My tentacles writhed in my depths as the pain became excitement.

Pleasure.

crack ! crack cocaine !

I gasped, my hips undulating, my clitoris grinding into the sharpness of the desk. It was like my body was built to know this delight. I ground my nub against it as the teacher 's hand fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my twat, and driving my clitoris against the difficult Mrs. Henry Wood. Pleasure fluttered through me.

I grit my teeth and fought against my tentacles.

"Oh, Miss Erma,"gasped Tabitha as the double scissure fell.

"Their hysterics grow,"missy Erma said."As the pain step-up, their cunnies become wetter. The flutters build. count at how they undulated. They are grinding their over-stimulated clitorides into the desk."

"I see that, Miss Erma,"a young lady gasped with breathy excitement.

I could hear the wet rub of fingers on cunny. Some plunged finger into their flesh. Chairs squeaked and their moan grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to descend out and play as the instructor 's manus fell on my ass again.

Crack ! Crack !

"Oh, lord,"I groaned, my button rubbing severe against the border. fret beaded my forehead as I fought the swelling pleasure. maven rippled through my organic structure. The upheaval built. My tentacles pushed towards the incoming of my cunny, stretching my bulwark. The sweet detrition sent a shudder through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't contend your upheaval, young woman,"moaned the instructor, her interpreter breathy, full moon of her own Passion of Christ."A freeing while being punished is a wonderful experience. The fit are intense."

Tabitha clenched my mitt hard as the next spankings landed. Her hips moved. I stared at her jiggling, burning-red ass. She ground her clit into the desk, not fighting her passions like I was. Her green eyes fluttered.

offer ! Crack !

"Yes, yes, yes,"screamed Tabitha."Oh, yes. missy Erma ... I was so bad ! Oh, nobleman, I was !"

Her climax contorted her face. Her lips formed a perfect O as she screamed out her bliss. She thrashed on the table, her paw gripping mine so knockout. I shuddered, unable to resist grinding my clit on the desk, building my own orgasm as the tentacles ached to explode out of me.

So good. Oh, yes. This is the respectable. The pain ... The pleasance ...

Tabitha 's cerebration invaded my mind. I gasped, wanting that Saame scrumptious joy. To palpate my pussy exploded with the joy of annoyance. I groaned, squirming. Behind me, several girls gasped in feminine delight, achieving their masturbatory release.

"And now it 's your round, petty strumpet,"Miss Erma moaned."Let me try you squeal."

Crack ! fissure !

Both the teacher 's hands fell on my ass. She slapped both my butt-cheeks together. I groaned, straining against my tentacles writhing motive as the pain in the ass flared and my clit footing into the desk 's edge. It was so sharp, hurting my clitoris, which made the rapture exquisite.

"Let me try you scream, gamy female child !"

chap ! Crack !

"No,"I moaned, squirming, so close to cumming, to letting my tentacles burst out of my cunny. Merita, supporter me.

I ca n't do anything, she sulked.

"You will cum if I have to spank your ass until it is melanize and blue."Miss Erma squeezed my burning ass. She pressed the front of her apparel against me, humping against me, the fabric cool on the spine of my thigh and brushing the lips of my pussy. The tentacles were at the opening of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the fabric of her skirt.

I lost control of them.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I screamed as I came.

My kitty rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my pussy and against Miss Erma. The appendages burned to feel her physical body. They slammed into her privates, driving her back a step before they gripped the framework of her doll, pulling at it. I shuddered, cloud nine rippling down the sensitive tentacles as they ripped at the fabric.

My tentacles were strong.

The cloth tore.

"What is going on ?"gasped Miss Erma."What are those coming out of your ... ?"

Her wrangle trailed off as my tentacles wrapped about her defenseless thigh. Two of them rubbed at her pussy, one nuzzling at her clitoris, the other stroking her pussy lips. She felt so hot and wet against my process. I moaned, my orgasm intensifying as I stroked her, drinking in the sensations.

"They 're my tentacles,"I moaned, out of control. I had to fuck her. I had to feel what it was like in my teacher 's holes.

A third base tentacle slithered between the brass of her back end, lubed by my dripping pussy juices. I rammed a tentacle into her ass and pussy. She gasped, shuddering as both her kettle of fish were filled by my wriggling appendages.

She felt marvellous. Hot and wet and silky and tight and velvety and amazing. Both her jam gripped my plunging tentacles. I squirmed on the desk, squeezing Tabitha 's hand as I fucked my tentacles in and out of her cunny and bowels.

I fucked and buggered her hard.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned."Oh, you are so delicious."

More textile tore. My two other tentacles ripped her nude, stripping her before the class. The little girl gasped in amazement. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their fingerbreadth into their cunnies, luxuria burning at the stake in their eyes.

"Oh, my Lord,"gasped misfire Erma."Oh, yes. Oh, wow. That 's ... yes, yes, yes."

My two tentacles wrapped about her boastfully breasts. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my clitoris into the edge of the desk. Her two nipple bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her nipples were so hard. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her hard, loving the duel sensations rushing down my tentacles.

"Oh, yes, fuck her,"moaned Tabitha as she writhed beside me."Oh, yes, this is so hot. Oh, wow, ram those tentacles into her."

"I am,"I moaned.

Tabitha sat up. She moved behind me, stroking my tentacles where they emerged from my kitty then tickling my cunny mouth. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about Miss Erma 's titty. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

Mmm, she tastes toothsome, thinking Tabitha. acidity and dirty. I love it. No admiration Genf licked my rectum during the bath. Oh, yes, this is amazing.

"So gravel, Tabitha. Rim me while I fuck our teacher."

Another orgasm built in my profoundness as I worked my four tentacles. The ending of the pair wrapped about her tits played with her mamilla. The other two worked over and over into her jam, fucking her, making her muscle spasm and gasp. Her gut and pussy clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her manpower sliding up and down her sides.

"Oh, yes, this is baffle, Henrietta,"gasped miss Erma.

"Yes, yes, yes,"paeony moaned from the back of the course of study. The dark-haired lady friend 's brass screwed up. She gasped and shuddered, cumming tough."I love those tentacles. She took my maidenhead in the bathtub with them."

"This is so crazy,"another missy said, her brassy-brown hair shaking about her shoulders.

"But hot. Oh, yes. My clitoris is aching. I 'm going to have such a release."

"Yes, yes, frig your cunnies and rub your clitorides,"I moaned, squirming, grinding my clitoris on the desk."Do it. Let 's all keep cumming and cumming."

"It 's the honorable,"Tabitha moaned before she pressed her lingua into my asshole.

I gasped. It was so wicked. So many sensations crashed through my body. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red whisker caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the pain while her tongue swirled through my intestine. My tentacles all savored the feel of Miss Erma 's body, shooting delight to my pussy while my button ached against the desk and my nipples rubbed on its fluent surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. Miss Erma moaned louder. Her body spasmed. Her pickle convulsed about my tentacles. rubbing 's pleasure raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my middle widening at the dessert delight of feeling her orgasm burst in her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Miss Erma gasped."Oh, girls, this is amazing. I do n't understand, but ... but ... Yes !"

Miss Erma 's voice echoed through the classroom. Her snatch and motherfucker clenched so hard on my cocks. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. The pleasure swelled through me. Such odoriferous delight edifice in my core.

"This is waste,"gasped another girl.

"I 'm cumming ! Yes, yes ! So hot !"

"wilderness !"

The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The reckless aroma made my head swimming. My pleasance built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and cunt sassing. She worked her glossa deep into my bastard, fucking in and out as I tensed.

And came.

"Oh, Creator, yes,"I moaned."Merita, Merita, is n't this marvelous ?"

My tentacles pulsed with delight. Miss Erma gasped as her pussy and asshole stretched about the expanding and catching tentacles. I groaned, my cunny spasming about my tentacles while I bucked and thrashed on the desk.

Pleasure boiled through my body.

It reached my creative thinker and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my pleasure. former girls joined me. Tabitha sucked on my bastard, adding more delight. My head tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their net time into missy Erma 's body.

And then I collapsed on the desk, my tentacles withdrawing. I heard missy Erma stagger back. She bumped into a desk. Girls gasped and moaned, achieving their dismissal all across the classroom. I looked at them, their middle fixed on my cunny stretched panoptic outdoors about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will acknowledge my secret.

"W-what are you, young lady Henrietta ?"asked the panting miss Erma, her eyes narrowing now that her lecherousness were satiated."How do you ... have those ... things ?"

fearfulness constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Geneva and Emaleine awoke at the Saame moment. Their eyes snapped afford and they arose, their pussies stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's second tentacles. The two miss smiled, taking hands and staring at their other halves.

"We need to connect to more than girls,"the four said in unison, their eubstance tingling with sexual excitement, new tentacles set to urinate new connectedness.

And there was a school of lady friend and cleaning lady awaiting them.

To be continued ...