Boarding School Encounter
Chapter seven-spot : Henrietta 's Pussy Tentacles Molests Her course of study
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"reply me, young lady Henrietta,"panted my Latin teacher, Miss Erma. She stepped back from the desk. I lay stretched over it, my ass combustion from the spanking she gave me, my diminished breasts rubbing naked into the desk. Why does she have got tentacles ? I heard her persuasion echo in my forefront, one of my new baron since I met Merita, the lesbian alien. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new friend and lover Tabitha. We both were latterly arriving to Miss Erma 's class. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing core to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were small automatons like the ace inside my body repairing mys pine—had escaped, eating the center in the process.

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

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

And that excitement made my slit tentacles squirm. I tried to control myself while the course of instruction masturbated, watching our discipline. She spanked us until we had our coming. Tabitha came first, gasping and moaning. I tried to agitate it, but Miss Erma was so crying that I also achieve my release.

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

Since the alien merged with me, I gained the tentacles and something Merita called telepathy. Now I had four squirming, writhing, and raw tentacles, as purple as Merita, in my cunny. They burst out of my pussy, eager to touch and caress a woman, to drive her barbaric with passion.

Before the masturbating class, I fucked Miss Erma with my tentacles, looking ascendence of them when I climaxed. I plunged them in and out of her holes, ripping her dress off in the process. She gasped and moaned, my process reaming her asshole and snatch while the former eighteen-year-old students watched dewy-eyed. Before, only Peony and Tabitha knew my secret.

Now they all knew.

What would they do ? Would they think I was a junkie ? Something that belonged in a traveling zoo and not in a school for educating young woman. Yes, the schoolhouse had freehanded insurance policy on sapphic delights, encouraging faculty and students to research each other 's bodies, to relieve each early 's hysterics.

To make know to each other in the most wicked of manner.

But this ? I could hear the jounce in Miss Erma 's voice as she stared at my pussy, trying to blob my tentacles. I did n't be intimate what to do. Help me, Merita, I plead to the spokesperson that occupied my intellect. What can I say ?

I do n't know, Merita answered, her representative sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the core meant the possibility of being stranded on my planet. As much as she loved me and was glad she met, my human race was so archaic. She talked about things I could n't even understand, that side did n't even have words for.

I mean, there was n't even electrical energy in our school. It was too far from Jack London or any former orotund city. We were golden it had a railroad and a telegraph C. W. Post in the nearby town.

"fille Henriette, you will narrate me what those are this wink,"insisted Miss Erma."They were like the tentacles of an octopus. And the thing they did to my body ..."

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

"Yes, she did,"Miss Erma admitted. She patted her hairsbreadth gathered in a dangerous bun. It was still severe, held in place by several hairpins, but more than a few lock had escaped as she thrashed."I can not deny that. But her ... tentacles are ... unusual."

I bit my lip."I am dismal, girl Erma,"I said, a thrill running through my body."I ... I ..."bout fell down my impudence."I tried to restrain them under c-control. B-but when y-you made m-m-me org-gasm, they c-came out."

bout fell hot down my cheeks. My voice choked up. I covered my face with my hired man, feeling all the eye on me, my red butt, and my pussy. The class all had to be staring at my cunny, trying to see the tentacles.

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

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

I tried to prevent public speaking, but the weeping came faster. Tabitha put a comforting hand on my shoulder joint as I squirmed on the desk. They would interlace me up. Send me to one of those Sanitariums. There was one near my house. So night and foreboding. You could hear the multitude inside screaming.

Then young lady Erma grasped me with gentle fingers and pulled me onto my invertebrate foot. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled flush, giving her a few Thomas More inches of height. My typeface pressed into her sizeable breast. It was such a ease motion as her hands stroked my back.

"There, there. It 's okeh. I did n't mean to frighten you. I was just ... shocked. I have never seen anything like that in my sprightliness. And what you did with them ... I have never had my hysterics cured with such heartiness. Do n't cry."

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

"You 're not disgusting, aright girls ?"

"rightfield, Miss Erma,"the girls chorused.

"This good morning, she took my maidenhead in the bath,"peony spoke up. Her tentacles were ever so delightful and gave me such an effervescent sacking. It was quite cheering. Even if it did disappoint Nurse Satchel Paige that my cerise was already plucked."

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

"Yes,"nodded a raven-haired, pale-faced girl with wide, naughty eyes. I did n't know her figure. She licked at her viscid fingers, her gray skirts clearly hiked over her knees.

"Where do they add up from ?"another lady friend asked, an eager smile on her face.

"Can anyone grow them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

"Or Red China ? I bet they 're from china. Or Japan."

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

"Did a gypsy scourge you ?"another girl asked."Or was it a fairy ?"

"The mollify family do stimulate a mother wit of humor,"nodded Kayleigh."I bet one of them did that."

I froze, squirming. I thought Merita was a queer when I first met her. That she had taken me inside her silver egg as portion of her mischief. That sounds like a majuscule storey to tell, Merita said, her spokesperson slightly more mired. Not so lower. severalize them that.

"Yes."I swallowed."final stage dark, I went for a walk in the fog."

Tabitha nodded her brain in support.

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

"Hatched,"supplied Tabitha, taking my manus as I rested my head against Miss Erma 's round tit. Her teat was surd, rubbing on my cheek."It hatched and out came a fairy."

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

"Even on her fountainhead ?"the raven-haired girl asked.

"Yes. She did n't even birth eyebrows. And her bosom were round and her tit were even darker purple. She was so beautiful. Enchanting, even."

I was ? Merita asked.

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

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

"Wow,"Peony said.

All the girls nodded their head. Since attending school, the had all discovered the joy women could percentage with each other. They squirmed on the desk, several still rubbing their cunnies, tidal bore to induce their first climax or a second.

"That does sound nonplus,"young lady Erma said, still stroking my rachis. A shiver rushed down to my pussy.

Heat blossomed and the tentacles writhed inside.

"Her tentacles pumped in and out of me,"I continued, loving the tone of Miss Erma 's nude eubstance against mine. Her nipple was good by my brim. I could clobber her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my sack, that howling moment of bubbling paroxysm, she merged with me."

"What ?"girl Erma asked. Merged ? With a fairy ? How remarkable.

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

I shuddered."It is such a grand touch. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysterics, miss Erma. I had my release, too."

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

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

"Quite right you are,"she nodded."Well, socio-economic class, this is a remarkable number of events."

She broke away from me, stepping back, her body flushed as her reheel rush clicked on the flooring. She stared down at the tattered remains of her dress clinging about her articulatio coxae, a frown coming into court. She bent down, grasping a torn bit of cloth belonging to her undergarments.

"I am no-good about the clothes, Miss Erma."I swallowed."I 'm afraid by holding my tentacles in, by trying to fight down my orgasm, it caused me to fall behind all ascendence when it did finally happen."

"wellspring, in light of the expiation your tentacles gave me, I am more than than gracious enough to forgive you."She smiled, licking her sass."I think all of us can jibe that we experienced such delight today."

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

The former missy in the classroom nodded, their eyes all staring at me. It made me sense so self-conscious. My dress was folded on the desk. I wanted to draw it on. A thrill ran through me. And a twinge of excitement increasing the heat. The tentacles writhed more, caressing the walls of my pussy.

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

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

"Christine,"she answered, gamy oculus wide.

"Yes,"I nodded."Between everyone looking at me and embracing missy Erma 's naked consistency has made me Sir Thomas More than a little hysterical. And they do get active when I feel those flutters."

"Wow,"a few of the girl 's said.

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

"Hmm,"Miss Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her legs. Her large breasts jiggled, her nipples so heavy and inviting."I think that is a honest way to spend class. I rather doubt any of you young lady are in the state of creative thinker to learn Latin today. And I, for one, and far too kindle to want to teach it right now.

"You may go ahead with a manifestation, young woman Henrietta."

"Thank you,"I smiled.

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

I 'm glad you 're feeling better.

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

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

Such a wondrous missy. I felt her emotions beating with love.

I smiled.

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

"Are you okay ?"paeony asked.

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

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

"So, this is how you get her pussy tentacles out,"Tabitha said."It 's really not hard. You just have to tease her."Tabitha backtalk kissed at my neck. With my blonde haircloth in two pigtails, it was easily for her to do.

I moaned, the mild touch of her lips sending tremendous pleasure rippling down my body. I undulated my hips, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of delight, her fingers tracing slow circles around my belly while I felt her grueling mammilla against my back and her fiery down of pubic whisker tickling the cheeks of my bottom.

"Then we just slid one hand up and the early down,"Tabitha purred.

I groaned as her fingers trailed across my body. One came up and brushed the seat of my decently breast while the former stroked down. My pussy clenched and my tentacles undulated inside of me, caressing my sensitive cunny bulwark. Her finger's breadth reached my gilt down and stroked through it, curling fine haircloth about her fingerbreadth. She kissed me again, her hint still teasing me. succus wept down my thighs as one finger went high-pitched, the other lower.

I gasped as she brushed the edge of my areola, swirling across the pink patch for my teat. Her other finger's breadth moved broken and lower, reaching between my thighs and stroking past my cunny 's twat. I trembled in her embrace as her fingerbreadth spiraled into my nipple, caressing it.

"face at how she trembles and moans,"Tabitha purred.

Everyone watched. Their eyes wide. The daughter licked their sass and fidgeted. Some resumed masturbating, letting out their own sigh. It was ... enthralling. The way they watched me with rosy nerve and calendered eyes.

I excited them.

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

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

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

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

I moaned, arching my neck. Tabitha pinched my pap, adding more quiver delight to my body. My tentacles pressed out the entrance of my kitty-cat. miss gasped, spotting the four purple appendages as they wiggled out, dripping with my juices.

"That is astounding,"Christine said.

"They are coming out of her."

"Look at how long they are."

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

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

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

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

Christine reached out with a hesitant hand. She brushed my tentacle, which sent a wonderful tingle through me. I groaned as her finger stroked me, gathering my cunny succus glistening like dew on the purple process. She brought her finger to her lips, sucked on it.

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

"I know,"I said as I stood au naturel, the former girls leaning forward in their desks or craning their capitulum to see over their classmates."It 's all so elate to do these naughty acts."

She nodded her head and touched my tentacle again. She stroked her fingers up and pull down it as I shivered. My pussy clenched about my tentacles, the other three wiggling and writhing as her mild tinge stirred delicious tingles down the appendage.

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

"Like mortal 's touching my teat or cunny,"I answered."Or my clitoris."

"They 're that sensitive ?"another missy asked, her eyes wide.

"Yes, they are. They 're like ... extensions of my slit. It makes me feel amazing to partake and stroke others with them."

"And take their maidenheads ?"peony asked.

"That is definitely a treat,"I nodded."Like Christmas Day pudding."

Christmas ? asked Merita.

Just a holiday. Where we—

My sentiment were scattered by Christine 's tongue licking at the tip of my extremity. She circled it, gathering the juice beading on my majestic tentacle, her grim eyes flashing up to mine. coloration burned even brighter in her pale cheeks as she made my early three tentacles lash and writhe.

I moaned in delight. Her knife was so delectable on my tentacle. And then she opened broad and sucked on it. I groaned, my gage arching and my small breasts jiggling before me. The desks creaked as the girlfriend squirm.

"It 's like she 's sucking on a shit,"one lady friend said.

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

"But this isn't."

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

The brunet sitting beside Christine suddenly seized a second tentacle, both her hands wrapped about it, stroking up and down the undulating duration as she opened her mouth blanket. I pressed my tentacle past her sassing, savoring her warm, sucking mouth.

I shuddered as two young woman sucked my tentacles. Christine 's tongue danced while the brunette 's cheeks hollowed. She sucked so hard, loving my tentacle while her bridge player pumped up and down my length for as far as she could reach, her clenched fist gliding along thanks to my cunny juices.

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

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

"What 's it palpate like ?"

"Like someone is sucking on my tentacles,"I gasped."break than having my teat sucked on. Oh, yes, yes, please, go along sucking. Oh, you are making me experience all fluttery."

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

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

This fourth dimension, both her hands cupped my titty as she nibbled on my shoulder. My small tits were the arrant size for her to cup. Her fingers swiped across my mounds and brushed my hard mamilla. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

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

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

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

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was easy to control them both. I reached out beneath Christine 's and the brunette 's desk and brushed the bottoms of their skirts. The girls sitting behind them craned their necks forward, Brobdingnagian grinning on their lips.

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

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

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

Yes, do it, Henrietta, moaned Merita.

It 'll be so hot, thought Christine. To lose my maidenhead to her pouf tentacles. This is amazing. So hot.

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

Their opinion poured into me, making me tremble with upheaval. My tentacles disappeared beneath their dame and petticoats. It was warm beneath their wearable. I brushed their stocking-clad calves, sliding up their ramification to their articulatio genus and then to their bare thighs.

Oh, she 's touching me, thought the brunette. Her optic squeezed shut. She stroked her hands faster and faster on my tentacle she sucked, shooting pleasance down to my pussy.

I was so nigh to cumming.

I stroked up both girlfriend 's thighs. I wrapped my tentacle around Christine 's leg since I stood closer to her. I savored the feel of her silklike thigh as the tip of my tentacle reached both girls'cunnies. Their curly pubic fuzz massaged the ends of my tentacles. It was such a foul delight.

I came.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I gasped suddenly."Oh, that 's so dumbfound. Suck my tentacles. And then I 'm going to fuck your cunnies so hard."

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

The effervescent pleasure bubbled through me as both my tentacles pressed against their pussies. I slipped into the brunet without any effort, her virginal membrane already pricked. Her hot, wet cunny engulfed my tool. She moaned and spasmed. The tight feel of her pussycat caressing my tentacle sent another burst of paroxysm through me.

I trembled in Tabitha 's arm as the brunette mentation, She 's fucking me with her tentacle. Oh, Lord, this is so wrong. So wonderfully wrong.

As she sucked harder on my tentacle and squirmed as my other fucked her cunny, my third base tentacle pressed on the entrance of Christine 's virgin pussy. I know I promised the Headmistress not to pluck any Sir Thomas More cherries.

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

As my orgasm peaked inside me, bathing my mind with pleasure, I rammed my tentacle forward. Christine 's hymen gave a valorous fight. The brown-haired young woman moaned about my tentacle, her tongue fluttering hard against it as her membrane stretched and stretched.

And snapped.

I 'm a woman now, Christine screamed in my thought process as my tentacle penetrated into the hot depths of her virgin grab. I shuddered in Tabitha 's embrace, moaning again as I fucked both girls cunnies with my tentacles, pumping them in and out of their depths.

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

"Love you,"I answered as I shuddered, more orgasm bursting out of my pussycat. The pleasure radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, tight embrace of their cunnies.

Ooh, Etta has such a nice ass, thought Tabitha. It was so hot when I licked her while Miss Erma spanked her. Mmm, so sour and yummy.

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

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

Tabitha, and her rattling knocker, slid down my back as my four tentacles writhed in Eden. They fucked in and out of Christine 's and the brunet 's tight, slick cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety insistence of their flesh on mine. Tabitha 's knife ran down my spine. I groaned, loving how wicked it felt as she traced get down and lower.

And then her hired man reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a gasp of pain from my lips, reminding me of Miss Erma 's marvellous script falling over and over on my backside. I squirmed, my middle fluttering. Whimpers of delectation fit from my mouth. I trembled. My eyes fluttered. Such tremendous, delightful pleasure.

Her ass is so beautiful, think Tabitha as she pressed her lip between the buttock of my ass.

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

That was gracious, I agreed as Tabitha 's natural language licked modest and lower through my crack, nearing my dirty sphincter.

"Oh, yes,"I gasped as my ally rimmed her tongue around my cockle opening.

It felt so naughty to feel her glossa roundabout it. Trembles shook my body and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two girls'cunnies, my body shaking. The thrill popped my appendage out of Christine 's mouth.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes,"she gasped, her consistence quaking as my barren tentacle writhed in the air."So practiced. She 's wiggled her tentacle so cryptic in my puss. This is pose. So much substantially than rubbing at the outside."

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

"It so is,"Peony nodded, her skirt bunched around her waist, her stocking-clad ramification spread all-inclusive. I could see her fingers pumping in and out of her cunny.

"You have a tentacle free,"gasped a cinnamon-haired sweetheart whose name, I think, was Leonora.
She ripped her finger from her pussy and darted froward, her dark-gray skirts swishing about her thigh, contribution of her hem stuck on her petticoat, showing the snow-white garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her doll and petticoats, revealing a bright-red Dubyuh just like Tabitha's.

"Fuck me,"Leanora moaned.

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

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

My eyes widened. My tentacles were buried in three dissimilar cunnies, and they all felt different. Warm, wet, and silky, yes, but they were tighter in different billet. I panted, ramming my tentacle deep into Leanora 's pussy as the little girl stumbled forward, her sticky fingers grasping my shoulders.

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

"Yes,"groaned Christine, her head lolled back."Oh, sweet Lord. I ... I ..."

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

The brunette 's hands clenched on my tentacle. I turned my chief. Her case contorted with pleasure she convulsed. Her pussy spasmed about my tentacles, shooting sweet delight down my appendage to my pussy. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my sphincter ached as Tabitha probed her natural language into my intestine, her fingers digging into my ass.

So many stimulation. It was all so much.

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

I beamed as I savored all the foul delights shooting through my eubstance. Tabitha 's tongue probed into my bastard, sliding in and out of it like a many tentacle, sending the hot, burning bliss to my puss. The brunet 's cunny spasmed a final meter, and then she slumped out of her desk to the floor, eyes fluttering as she gasped for breath.

"So good,"she groaned.

"Free tentacles,"squealed the girls.

It was a rush to get to me as I pulled my appendage out of the brunet 's spasming pussy. juice dripped from it as the girls surrounded us. Another blond, her hair's-breadth in ringlet butterfly, reached me first, seizing the tentacle fresh from the brunette 's cunny."Please, please, me next."

She shoved the tentacle down with one script, the early frantically yanking up her Asa Gray dame. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped girl with Brobdingnagian, viridity eyes reached the fourth tentacle, her annulus already hiked up, those eyes begging to be fucked.

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

quaternary pussies, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's deal tightened on my shoulders as her face twisted with warmth. She leaned over and kissed me severely on the sass as her pelvic girdle writhed, her cunt clenching on my process. The saucy-lipped little girl moaned, her mouth opened all-embracing as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my son of a bitch harder and harder, the pleasance bursting through me.

I came again.

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

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

My tentacles pulsed as I orgasmed. The swells rippled down the process and into the four little girl'pussies. All four of them shuddering in shock. Their mentation spilled into my psyche, all four girls screaming their bliss as they writhed.

Cumming, Christine 's thoughts gasped the loudest in my brain as her mouth sang out wordless bliss for the total school to hear.

As my tentacle pulsed in her cunny, her anatomy spasmed about my appendage. I swayed, my mind exploding with so many adept. lead danced around my headspring. The room swam. Tabitha 's manus clenched on my ass, the pain the only thing keeping the pleasure from carrying me aloft.

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

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

A new cunny to fuck. I rammed my tentacle into the girl, not even knowing who it was. I did n't give care whose slit I reamed. I just had to pleasure these juicy girls. Leonora 's Cinnamomum zeylanicum fuzz swept across my tit. Her lips latched onto my nipple. She sucked on my nub.

One more sensation swirling through me.

Etta 's ass sense of taste so good, thought Tabitha.

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

Her tentacle is so deep in me. I 'm going to have my release.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

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

The room reeked of hot slit. A tremendous, passionate scent. Girls'hands touched me, stroked me. Someone else nibbled on my s nipple. A hand caressed my detached tentacle, guiding it to another cunny. A young woman moaned as I penetrated her.

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

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the entire time.

I lost track of my orgasms. I was so empty-headed. The moans of girls serenaded me. I caught glimpse of naked, girlish flesh pressed together. caressing, trouncing, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own room to toy with themselves.

young woman Erma was in the midriff, holding Leonora and paeony to her knocker while the brunet tongued her pussy. She had a look of delicious joy on her brass as I fucked and writhed and came so intemperately. It was an drunken revelry of passion.

When it was over, I sank into a desk president. The room spun around me. Girls panted all over the room, their faces red and flushed. They had such huge smile on their back talk. They all had been satiated. I gave them all pleasure.

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

My ass. I loved it how racy it was to taste it on her rim. Today was such a wonderful day.

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

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

We have to get back to my ship. Perhaps the estimator has ideas. But I fear the nanites have infected a local. And ...

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

Merita hesitated. I do n't sleep with. It could mutate them. modify their eubstance on a molecular level.

Mole ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of midget mote divided into elements based on their composition. These elements bond together. Like iron or amber or Carbon or atomic number 8. These are factor. And when they bond together, they form molecules. You breathe a combination of gases. The most outstanding is made of a couplet of nitrogen atoms. The succeeding most is made of two Oxygen atoms, which your eubstance breakout down to fuel your metabolism, and in the operation you exhale a gas made out of a Carbon particle and two Oxygen atom as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your trunk is made up of More molecules, mostly C and Hydrogen, with Ca, K, Iron, and former elements. The nanites can modify these atom. It is how they 're replacing the calcium in your spine and repairing the nerves severed in your body. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do former things.

strait shuddery. Okay, we 'll sneak out after dinner party. Only one more than category to go. Philosophy taught by Miss Marilynn.

OK, Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The words whispered through the idea of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their minds were connected through the metal tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's pussy, connected to Daisy and Geneva, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to find more connexion. The vocalism needed more.

The four did n't oppugn it. Their thoughts ran from one to the other, mixing, sharing, thinking. They had to bump the ship. They had to be complete again. But they had no idea where the ship was or how to make themselves whole.

So they would connect.

They strode the hallways of Kensington embarkment schoolhouse. Marilynn knew she was a teacher here, Daisy a maid, and geneva and Emaleine were students. There were Thomas More missy and women to connect to here. The third tentacle sprouted from her pussy undulated beneath her doll, eager to connect.

... connect ...

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

Loud stride thudded behind them, heeled flush ringing on the stone of the building. somebody walked with a brisk footstep, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, excitement throbbing through their twat. Connection was such a bliss. It was wonderful to unite with another woman, to slew their alloy tentacles into her cunny and feel the galvanic, orgasmic joy burst in their depths.

Headmistress Edna Neville strode down the hallway in a dark-red dress, her back straight person, her beautiful, mature face hardening as she sighted the four. Marilynn 's tentacle writhed in unison with her three familiar. The headmistress marched forward, her hair pulled back into a pissed, black bun. It would take intimidated any of the connected four before their union.

But now they were more. They were changed.

"Marilynn Gully, where have you been all day ?"demanded the headmistress as she stopped before the Little Joe."You came with impressive testimonial. They all described you as punctual and dependable, not a woman that misses almost her intact first day of teaching."The headmistress 's center flicked down, drinking in the grass-stained, rumpled nature of Marilynn 's green dress."What have you been up to ?"

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

"Searching ... for womanhood ?"Edna Neville took a footprint closer, standing right before Marilynn with only a foot or so separating them."Just because this school is handsome in the sexual pleasance we allow the staff and students to engage in is n't an excuse for you to desolate your duty. You are here to teach."

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

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

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

"Oh, my ... What is that ? You ... I ..."Headmistress Edna shook her oral sex and took a whole step back as the tentacle fucked in and out of her snatch, giving her such pleasure."What are you ... doing ... ? Oh, noble, that 's good."

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

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

At that moment, social class ended. Girls poured out of their classroom into the hall. They giggled as they streamed past, whispering as the headmistress clearly writhed in orgasmic pleasure. Three girls in the crowd gasped and moaned as metal tentacles slithered up their skirts and thrusting into their pussies. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cherry popped and then moaned in delight as Daisy 's tentacle reamed abstruse into her snatch. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the third young lady, let out a immense groan of bliss.

The other pupil walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their fella classmate and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their climax and the present moment of blissful connection.

They screamed out their joy, their wrangle echoing over the students as four became eight, the nanites surging into new hosts and going to work. They moved faster than before. With each new woman they connected to, they knew how to modify her eubstance with more efficacy. The time interval shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the reserves of metal from the casing of the devoured core.

In a smattering of proceedings, the eight went in hunting of to a greater extent to connect to, tentacles writhing beneath their skirts.

... connect ...

To be continued ...