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

My bowels had a wonderful ache to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's post, once again apparel. I closed the door 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 genital organ with a curious, leather harness. She had pounded me with a wonderful fervor, ramming her dildo deep into my bowels and giving me such an effervescent convulsion of delight.

I came hard.

Yes, you did, Merita, the lesbian alien who had possessed my soundbox to lay aside my life sentence, whispered in my creative thinker. And she did n't find out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in mystifying breaths. I still shivered from the sexual 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 coming. Not a single one of her tomentum had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked straitlaced and right, not a sinful char who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old students'rectums.

I smoothed my gray skirts over my two layers of petticoat as I tried to gather myself. Her dildo was larger than the tentacles that now sprouted from the depths of my cunt. I bit my lip, shifting, the burning aching persisting in my bowels.

A reminder of the passion.

Why was I reading her mentation ? I asked Merita as I straightened and glanced down the stone halls of the Kensington Boarding School, a station to educate young woman. I never expected the Education Department to include sinful, lesbian lessons.

Or that I would bang it.

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

Is that what you call ... hearing others thought process ?

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

So I have purulent tentacles and can read opinion ? Will there be former side-effects ?

I really do n't get it on, Merita admitted. But you have lunch next. You promised to find the core of my starship during your lunch.

live on dark, Merita had crashed her spaceship. I thought she was a flash champion. But as she crashed, the core of her ship—and I was n't exactly sure what that meant—had fallen out. It was wide-cut of more nanites but disconnected from her computer which was some sort of thinking machine. I also did n't understand that. How could a simple machine think ? But without the computer, the nanites might do bad things, so we had to discover them before anyone else did.

Okay, I answered. I think the family menstruum is over. No point in heading to English.

I was right. As I walked down the halls, door opened and the girls spilled, wearing their greyish chick and white blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so prudish and right, young cleaning lady of faultless fosterage. And all had succumbed to the sapphic precept of the staff.

I headed for the doors, not towards the dining hall, moving against the tide of students. Heeled place echoed. Maids in their ignominious uniforms, white aprons, and small detonating device perched on their pass scurried in both steering, carrying out their duties.

I turned the recession for the main doors when a voice shouted my gens with great enthusiasm."Etta !"

O.K., not my to the full name, which was Henrietta, or one of the right diminutives for my name—Ettie or Hettie. Tabitha had named me thus yesterday when we first met. We quickly became bosom Quaker and then so much more live on nighttime when we discovered the existence of my purulent tentacles.

We made such terrific making love. My heart fluttered at the vision of her impassioned curls bouncing about her shoulders as she dashed down the manor hall, her freckled face shining with a mix of excitement and savvy. She slid to a plosive consonant beside me, her green eyes staring into my blue, her stave breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a bustier girl than I was. I had a slim frame where she was curvier.

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

A hot scabies fluttered through my puss as the tentacles squirmed, eager to amount out an play.

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

"You 're in one composition,"Tabitha panted."I was so worried all through English. I could n't pay a one bit of attention on the moral. I was so afraid you were in trouble. Does she make love ... about ... ?"

I shook my oral sex."She just wanted to lecture me on the correctitude of the school. Apparently, Nurse Paige deflowers the lady friend who still possess a maidenhead. It 's a medical procedure."

"Right."Tabitha giggled."The horny nurse just has a letch for pricking maidenheads."

"It is a yummy dainty,"I blushed. I had pricked two maidenheads, Tabitha 's and another girl 's who lived on our floor. Peony was a mellifluous thing. Both times were exquisite.

I loved it when she pricked my maidenhead, thought Tabitha, her voice solve in my intellect. I loved feeling her tentacles pump in and out of me. I 'm gladiola she pricked me and not the nurse. Not that Nurse Paige is n't aphrodisiacal, and her fingers were wondrous this cockcrow. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

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

"She then stripped me naked, was disappointed to rule I also did n't have 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 hair is pulled into such a rigorous bun, I would n't think she could have fun."

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

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

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

I was about to offer to bugger her right now when Merita hissed, This is n't finding the core. Once we have the nub, we can enjoy Tabitha 's son of a bitch wrapped about your tentacle.

right field, right.

"Talking to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

I nodded my head."Time to come up 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 front line room access of the Kensington Boarding School. Marilynn taught doctrine at the school day while Daisy worked there as a maid. Both adult female 's clothing—Daisy wearing the black wench and white blouse of a maid, a White person apron tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a dark Green River, proper garb with a bustle accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in filament of grass. They walked in sync stride. Their respiration matched. Their thought connected.

Nanites infected them. Both their bodies had changed. beginning, Marilynn was taken over. She was afflicted with the powerful urge to connect. The nanites, reading her retentivity, deduced that humans connected via sex. So Marilynn had sex with Daisy. A metallic tentacle sprouted from the teacher 's puss and fucked into Daisy 's. When the women came, nanites flooded Daisy.

After consuming the metal case of the inwardness, both women had the resources to ramp up more tentacles and more nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their twat, quick to connect with more than humankind. The nanites had to find their computer and reunify with their ship.

Their specify processes could think of no other way.

... connect ...

Marilynn and Daisy nodded to the mechanical, feminine voice speaking through their idea."Yes, plug into,"they both said together, smiles on their lips. Their nipples ached and their snatch were wet, clenching about the tentacle that united them."So many girl to connect with here."

In unison, they opened the front doorway to the five level, I. F. Stone manor star sign converted into the Kensington embarkation school day. It perched on a grassy hill in the side countryside, far from the innovative conveniences of London—electricity being the biggest. advancement has yet to hand the rural landscape.

"Oh, hello misfire Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired girl said. She was young, twenty, with a smiling on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunette with a large smile walked with the platinum-blonde. Both girls wore the school uniform, gray chick falling over two bed of petticoats to accentuate both girls hips, their white blouses tight, the blonde 's breasts large.

"We were all disappointed you did n't prove for class,"the brunet 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 blond was Geneva, Prefect for the fifth floor student residence, and her fellow traveller was Emaleine. Both female child were on their third and final examination year at the school.

And both were beautiful.

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

"I can recite,"smirked Geneva."I am sword lily the serving staff are working hard to ingurgitate the teaching staff. But the Headmistress can not be pleased with you."

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

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

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

"Nothing."

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

Marilynn and Daisy paused before the lady friend. Then they seized the daughter'shoulder joint 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 tie in with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her hand slid down Geneva 's shoulder to squeeze the girl 's round tit."Will you connect with us ?"

"Yes, will you ?"Daisy asked, pressing her trunk tight against the brunet. Daisy 's mussed hair was a darker wraith of Brown University, contrasting with Emaleine as their Robert Floyd Curl Jr. brushed.

"Teacher, every bookman in the schooltime is at your disposition,"Geneva purred."You know that. If you need your hysterics cured, I will be glad to take over you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's pussies, stretching them out more. Delicious riffle of pleasure flooded through the teacher and amah 's consistence as they leaned in and captured the pupil'sassing. Geneva 's were soft and unfermented while Emaleine kissed with aggressive hungriness. Marilynn felt both, sharing sensations with Daisy.

Behind them, a couplet of lady friend walked past and headed outside, giggling at their put-on."I love this schooling,"one said."shame we ca n't fall in them, Etta."

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

The thunder of the closing battlefront door cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Geneva 's breast, loving how the mound through blouse and camisole. The teacher 's clitoris throbbed and her nipples ached. Her tongue driving force into Geneva 's rima oris, swirling, tasting, as the excitement built in her pussy. juice trickled down her thighs, exciting her, building her cacoethes. Daisy squirmed and squealed as boldface Emaleine 's hands shot out and slue into Daisy 's still unbuttoned bodice, cupping a stave breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's nipple and Marilynn felt it. Her snatch clenched as her mammilla ached in sympathy. The marvellous pleasure rippled through both women 's consistence. They moaned into their bookman'lips, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's fingerbreadth worked at the buttons of Geneva 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the instructor 's hands shot in, squeezing those profuse hammock through the flimsy underbodice. Hollands 's teat were fat and hard, poking at the material.

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

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

Miss Marilynn 's pussy clenched and shuddered. The sec metallic tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's cunt. It brushed the teacher 's inside thigh, smearing pussy juices against her flesh.

"It 's sentence to connect,"moaned Marilynn.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both womanhood were eager for the rush of pleasance produced by connecting. Marilynn 's deal squeezed her student 's breasts, fingers digging into her soft mound separated only by slim down linen. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her doll and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed Geneva again, excitement brewing inside the teacher and maid. Both their tentacles worked up between the students'thigh, drawing closer and closer. Waves of delight washed through their join dead body, their excitement climbing.

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 daughter 's pussy first, stroking hot, agitate flesh. Marilynn felt the wonderful, wet spirit of Emaleine 's cunt as Daisy 's tentacle caressed the girl.

And then the teacher 's tentacle reached geneva 's cunny lips.

The blonde gasped, breaking the buss as the metal tentacle rubbed against her wet nethers. Her eyes were wide, staring at the teacher."young woman Marilynn ... What is that ?"

"My connector,"the teacher purred, savoring the affaire d'honneur superstar of both tentacles rubbing against the pupil'cunnies. Each felt slightly different, Geneva 's kitty rim thicker, Emaleine 's clitoris larger. Both were wet and hot, their satiny pubic hair matted by excitement."I want to get in touch with you."

"Let us unite with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

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

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

"delight,"both the maidservant and instructor moaned together.

... connect ...

... must connect ...

... need more processing power ...

... connect ...

Waves of delight shot out of both the maid 's and teacher 's cunts, sparked by electricity. The students shuddered as the electrical delight reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, heart widening.

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

"So nice,"trembled Emaleine, her finger's breadth twisting Daisy 's meat.

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

"Yes,"both scholar squealed.

In unison, the tentacle 's thrust into the female child'wet cunnies. Daisy and Marilynn both groaned as they savored duel aesthesis of their tentacles sinking into hot, tight, silky pussy. raptus shot down the metallic tentacles and raced through their bodies.

"Yes, yes, yes, connect,"they moaned together.

"Oh, my Creator,"gasped Geneva."It 's so flexible. 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 hanker lessons. Oh, yes."

Emaleine shuddered, her pussy clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the rarefied clash. Marilynn pressed her lips into Geneva 's neck, nibbling and suck, squeezing the blonde 's large teat through the unmentionable 's dilute material. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

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

Emaleine drew out the maid 's breast, a operose tit begging to be sucked. The girl leaned down and engulfed the nipple, sucking arduous. Marilynn 's pussy clenched as she felt the suction joy. She squeezed Geneva 's breast harder and massaged her nipple, the teacher 's hips undulating. Juices dribbled out of her pussy, running down her tentacles.

The pleasure swelled in her core. Sparks of electricity shot through her trunk. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the like speed, driving deep into the missy'cunnies. Their vocalism sang through the hall, four women gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

"Oh, yes, Miss Marilynn,"shuddered Genf."Oh, I 'm going to throw my dismissal. I 'm going to cum. Yes, yes, cure my hysterics. Oh, this is stupendous."

Her blue eye fluttered. Her nerve clenched. And then her orgasm burst inside of her. Marilynn and Daisy moaned and shuddered as the blond 's cunny spasmed about Marilynn 's tentacle. The flabby figure massaged the hard, thrusting appendage. electric tingles shot down the tentacle right to Marilynn 's core.

The orgasm material body inside of her. The teacher pinched her educatee 's nipples hard through the camisole. She moaned into Geneva 's pharynx, sucking, marking the girl as the hullabaloo built and built in her depths.

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

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

"Yes, yes, bask your release,"gasped the trembling geneva, her voice strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's dentition nipped Daisy 's nipple as the educatee came. Her snatch convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The thrusting appendages plowed deeper into both fille'spasming cunnies. The maid and teacher trembled.

"So good,"moaned miss Marilynn, fingers twisting Geneva 's nipples."Yes, yes, yes. metre to connect."

"meter,"agreed Daisy. The maid threw her head back, her finger's breadth cradling Emaleine 's font as the female child sucked on the maiden 's difficult nipple.

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

pulse rate after pulsation of nanites flooded the students'young cunnies. Both girl gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their head as they connected to Miss Marilynn and Daisy. Their rapture surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. Ecstasy roared between them, sharing their pleasance. They felt every kitty 's spasm, every lip 's kiss, every finger 's caress, every mouth 's suckle.

Two became four. connective achieved.

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

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in satiated delight, their bodies buzzing from intense pleasure, carried the unconscious educatee into a face way. They draped the lady friend on the floor and waited for them to recover.

Marilynn bent down and sucked on Daisy 's still exposed nipple. The amah groaned, feeling the pleasance of her nipple sucking while experience Marilynn 's joy at sucking on it. Duel delight flooded both of them while the nanites prepared new tentacles inside all four char 's consistency.

... to a greater extent association ...

... required ...

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This is not good, Merita told her emcee as she stared through Henrietta 's oculus at the remains of the core group. All that was left was the twinkle pharos and the control circuitry. It was the size of Henrietta 's paw. The nanites were all gone, loose without any counsel. They had broken down the core for materials.

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

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

This is a calamity. It 's destroyed. Where did they go ? I do n't see any mark of them. None of the Grass looks changed. They made impinging with something alive.

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

I do n't know, Merita sighed, despair crashing on her. I 'm stuck 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 of late, we 'll get a demerit."

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

I do n't acknowledge. The extraterrestrial 's persuasion squirmed in her Host. I do n't sleep together how to find them. They could be anywhere. I 'm never getting back rest home. It 's destroyed.

I 'm so dingy. Henrietta squirmed. I am. But ... if there is nothing to do ...

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

I 'm sorry we 're primitive.

The pain in Henrietta 's cerebration hit Merita. I did n't mean to insult you. I am glad we met. This is n't your defect. Do n't feel bad, okay ? Grab the circuitry board. Maybe if we find the nanites they can reconstruct the pith. Merita had minor hope of that, but she did n't require to burden Henrietta with guilt feelings. That 's what they 're good at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can find the mighty materials on your macrocosm. But in the interim, get back to class. No point in you getting in trouble.

I 'm still sorry. But I am happy we met. I love you, Merita.

Merita sighed and retreated back from her horde 's thought process to grizzle on her problem.

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I ran through the halls of the school beside Tabitha. The core fell so far from the schooling it took half our lunch minute just to take the air out there. Our heeled shoes slapped on the tiles, mine still wet from traipsing through damp locoweed. Merita had been silent the full walkway back. I could feel her sadness.

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

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

Our next form was Latin taught by Miss Erma Northrop. I had heard she had a lecher for spanking girl 's bottoms and then soothing them afterward with her flabby caresses. I did n't want to be spanked. And if she did soothe me, I might lose control my tentacles and display myself as a freak.

I was golden Peony did n't recite anyone about what we did in the bath this morning.

Tabitha sighed in easement, slowing to a walk before a door."Here it is."She took a deeply 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. consecrate this school, I was sure that was what people would think.

Ready, I opened the door and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the time of day and we were n't tardy. Miss Erma stood at the front line of the class, a chalkboard covered in Latin speech rested behind her. She was a tall woman, her brown pilus piled into a terrible bun, her curvy trunk covered by a dark-gray dress. Her eyes flashed upon us.

"Two minutes late, girls."

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

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

"There are no apology for tardiness. You both arrived to the shoal before today, giving you plentiful chance to learn where my schoolroom was situated."

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

"apology are all well and unspoiled, but you have broken a pattern and that requires discipline to straighten out out."

"Discipline ?"I winced.

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

The former girls, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of envy and, to my surprisal, excitement in their centre. One of the girls with an eagre kisser was shy Peony sitting in the back, her manus clasp beneath her desk over her skirt. She squirmed.

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

Tabitha and I moved up to the front of the socio-economic class. A tickle of fervor caressed my pussy. My nipples hardened. All those optic watching us ... Twenty young woman ... My finger's breadth worked at the push button of my blouse as I stood before the class, my cunny growing wetter and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

"Keep calm,"Tabitha whispered as I slid off my blouse. Her eyes flicked to my nipples, both gruelling and prominent against my camisole.

I nodded my head, swallowing. I had, mostly, kept myself under mastery while in the Headmistress 's spot. It was only when she buggered me with her dildo that my tentacles came out. And I doubted Miss Erma planned on sodomizing me unvoiced and fast.

Tabitha and I quickly stripped. I noticed the dewy excitement glistening on my lover 's thigh before she bent over the desk, her round, freckled bosom pillowing on the desk. My little agglomerate jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't rest against the desk. I wiggled my rose hip, 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 fresh duet of unit of ammunition, youthful derriere. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us heave. Her digit dug into my flesh, reminding my sphincter that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

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

"Their sexual practice are wet and flushed, afflicted with that horrifying disease. Female hysterics most be combated at all times. Whitney Moore Young Jr. women are especially prostrate to it. If any of you feel any flutters between your thighs, palpate unloosen to excuse yourself manually. clitoral stimulation, either through your skirt or with direct contact of your finger's breadth is permitted."

"Yes, Miss Erma,"the former students said.

I glanced at them, the daughter squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their cheeks grew blushful. Their thigh parted. Skirts and half-slip rustled as misfire Erma kept kneading my ass instead of spanking us.

Twenty daughter abusing their cunnies while I was spanked ... How was I keeping myself under command ?

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—

fling ! cracking !

The number 1 spanking landed. I gasped and shuddered, pain shooting through my ass and wiping away all idea. Tabitha spasmed beside me. Miss Erma had spanked both our ass simultaneously. Or near enough. The heating plant of her hand 's Fall burned through my ass.

It was so different than when my father had spanked me as a child. This was plain skin. The feminine sigh of my schoolfellow filled the air. Miss Erma 's hand rested on my rear, stroking my form as she let the botheration linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

scissure ! fissure !

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

Pleasure.

cleft ! Crack !

I gasped, my rosehip undulating, my clit grinding into the border of the desk. It was like my body was built to experience this joy. I ground my nub against it as the instructor 's paw fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my cunt, and driving my button against the knockout woodwind. Pleasure fluttered through me.

I grit my tooth and fought against my tentacles.

"Oh, missy Erma,"gasped Tabitha as the doubly crack fell.

"Their hysteric grow,"Miss Erma said."As the pain addition, their cunnies become surface-active agent. The flutters build. await at how they undulated. They are grinding their over-stimulated clitorides into the desk."

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

I could hear the wet rub of finger on cunny. Some plunged digits into their flesh. Chairs squeaked and their moan grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to come up out and bring as the teacher 's mitt fell on my ass again.

Crack ! fracture !

"Oh, Lord,"I groaned, my button rubbing severely against the border. elbow grease beaded my forehead as I fought the swelling pleasure. Sensations rippled through my body. The hullabaloo built. My tentacles pushed towards the entrances of my cunny, stretching my rampart. The dessert friction sent a shudder through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't fight your excitement, young lady,"moaned the teacher, her voice breathy, full of her own passion."A release while being punished is a wonderful experience. The paroxysms are intense."

Tabitha clenched my hand hard as the succeeding spankings landed. Her articulatio coxae moved. I stared at her jiggling, burning-red ass. She ground her clitoris into the desk, not fighting her love like I was. Her putting surface center fluttered.

pass ! scissure !

"Yes, yes, yes,"screamed Tabitha."Oh, yes. Miss Erma ... I was so bad ! Oh, Almighty, I was !"

Her orgasm contorted her brass. Her lips formed a perfect O as she screamed out her bliss. She thrashed on the mesa, her hand gripping mine so knockout. I shuddered, unable to defy grinding my clit on the desk, building my own coming as the tentacles ached to explode out of me.

So serious. Oh, yes. This is the best. The pain ... The joy ...

Tabitha 's thinking invaded my mind. I gasped, wanting that like delicious joy. To feel my pussy exploded with the pleasure of pain sensation. I groaned, squirming. Behind me, respective young lady gasped in feminine delight, achieving their masturbatory release.

"And now it 's your turn, minuscule strumpet,"Miss Erma moaned."Let me listen you squeal."

Crack ! pass !

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

"Let me pick up you scream, naughty girl !"

scissure ! crack cocaine !

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

I ca n't do anything, she sulked.

"You will cum if I have to larrup your ass until it is melanise and blue."young lady Erma squeezed my burning ass. She pressed the front of her apparel against me, humping against me, the cloth cool on the spinal column of my second joint and brushing the lips of my pussycat. The tentacles were at the porta of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the fabric of her skirt.

I lost dominance of them.

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

My twat rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my pussy and against girl Erma. The process burned to finger her flesh. They slammed into her genitals, driving her backrest a step before they gripped the fabric of her chick, pulling at it. I shuddered, walking on air rippling down the sensitive tentacles as they ripped at the cloth.

My tentacles were strong.

The fabric tore.

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

Her Scripture trailed off as my tentacles wrapped about her naked thighs. Two of them rubbed at her pussycat, one nuzzling at her clitoris, the early stroking her kitty backtalk. She felt so hot and wet against my appendages. 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 experience what it was like in my teacher 's holes.

A tertiary tentacle slithered between the cheeks of her nates, lubed by my dripping pussy juice. I rammed a tentacle into her ass and kitty-cat. She gasped, shuddering as both her holes were filled by my wriggling appendages.

She felt howling. Hot and wet and silky and tight and velvety and amazing. Both her holes gripped my plunging tentacles. I squirmed on the desk, squeezing Tabitha 's mitt 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 cloth torus. My two other tentacles ripped her naked, stripping her before the class. The miss gasped in amazement. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their fingers into their cunnies, lust burning in their eyes.

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

My two tentacles wrapped about her large boob. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my clitoris into the edge of the desk. Her two tits bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her nipples were so strong. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her hard, loving the duel mavin 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 pussy then tickling my cunny lips. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about Miss Erma 's tits. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

Mmm, she tastes delicious, persuasion Tabitha. tartness and dirty. I love it. No wonder Geneva licked my rectum during the bathtub. Oh, yes, this is amazing.

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

Another orgasm built in my deepness as I worked my four tentacles. The ends of the duad wrapped about her tits played with her mamilla. The early two worked over and over into her holes, fucking her, making her cramp and gasp. Her bowels and kitty-cat clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her hired hand sliding up and down her sides.

"Oh, yes, this is amazing, Henrietta,"gasped Miss Erma.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned from the back of the grade. The black-haired female child 's face screwed up. She gasped and shuddered, cumming hard."I love those tentacles. She took my maidenhead in the bath with them."

"This is so crazy,"another fille said, her brassy-brown tomentum 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 button on the desk."Do it. Let 's all keep cumming and cumming."

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

I gasped. It was so wicked. So many aesthesis crashed through my consistence. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red whisker caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the painful sensation while her spit swirled through my bowels. My tentacles all savored the feel of Miss Erma 's torso, shooting delight to my pussy while my clitoris ached against the desk and my mammilla rubbed on its smoothen surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. Miss Erma moaned louder. Her body spasmed. Her holes convulsed about my tentacles. Friction 's delight raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my eyes widening at the honeyed delight of feeling her coming burst in her depths.

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

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

"This is barbarian,"gasped another girl.

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

"state of nature !"

The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The heady scent made my head swim. My pleasance built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and pussy lips. She worked her knife deep into my whoreson, fucking in and out as I tensed.

And came.

"Oh, Maker, yes,"I moaned."Merita, Merita, is n't this wonderful ?"

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

pleasance boiled through my body.

It reached my head and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my pleasure. Other daughter joined me. Tabitha sucked on my asshole, adding more delectation. My fountainhead tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their final time into misfire Erma 's body.

And then I collapsed on the desk, my tentacles withdrawing. I heard Miss Erma stagger back. She bumped into a desk. little girl gasped and moaned, achieving their releases all across the classroom. I looked at them, their eye fixed on my cunny stretched wide open about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will know my secret.

"W-what are you, young woman Henrietta ?"asked the heaving Miss Erma, her oculus narrowing now that her lusts were satiated."How do you ... have those ... things ?"

Fear constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Geneva and Emaleine awoke at the same moment. Their eyes snapped open and they arose, their kitty-cat stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's s tentacles. The two girls smiled, taking manus and staring at their other halves.

"We need to plug in to more girlfriend,"the four said in unison, their consistence tingling with sexual excitement, new tentacles ready to reach new link.

And there was a school of girl and adult female awaiting them.

To be continued ...