Boarding school Encounter
Chapter Two : Henrietta Possessed by the lesbian foreigner
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"... henrietta ..."

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

"... henrietta ..."

The voice grew a little louder, whispering across the nothingness. I tried to move my body, but I did n't give birth one. That should frighten me, but it did n't. I imagined I frowned as I struggled to understand what was happening.

"... henrietta ..."

I was at Kensington Boarding shoal overwhelmed by all the strange, new sensations. My thoughts darted from nursemaid Paige 's"medical treatment"when she cured my hysteric by licking me to a wonderful orgasm to my new friend Tabitha hinting we would"cure"each other of hysterics in the wickedness of our way tonight. It had frightened me. I knew it was a sin to touch another cleaning lady like that.
A lesbian sin.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then I fled the school out into the evening fog. The falling whizz had crashed into the worldly concern and I found it, a silver grey egg. Then I fell into the crater, tumbled down the pitcher's mound, and ... woke up inside. There the purple fairy named ... Merita had ... had ...

She molested me with her tentacles. She touched me. Caressed me. And made me feel so well. Paroxysms of joy had exploded inside of me as we humped together. Her tentacles had wormed into my frame, taking my virginity.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then she had merged into me. The poove had sunk into my physique and ... and ... the swarthiness had crashed down on me. It had been too much to take.

"... Henrietta ..."

That vocalisation ... It belonged to the queen. Merita.

"Henrietta."

It came through clearly. It sounded stranger, her lip not quite pronouncing the sounds right. It was an accent mark I had never heard before. London was a universal urban center. One of the inaugural to get electrical energy. traveler across the Brits Empire passed through its port. And I had never heard the like.

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

Warmth engulfed my dead body. I did still suffer a body. I was n't just a cognisance floating in an uncreated nothingness. The warmth drew me away from the void. Merita 's voice guided to me, beckoning to me. I followed the fairy 's Son and opened my eyes.

I was still in a void.

Only in this void I had a body. I blinked as I floated through a duskiness more absolute than any I had ever encountered. And yet I could see my au naturel physical structure as clear as if sunlight lit them. But there were no trace. My small tit and backbreaking teat did n't halt the light, creating form.

"It 's okay,"Merita whispered.

Her tentacles were wrapped about me, purple against my ivory hide. The end of one played idly with the blonde curls covering my pudenda. A hot shudder ran through my body. A hysteric itch formed between my thighs, aching for Nurse Paige 's"medical examination treatment."I squirmed as I felt Merita pressed up behind me, her breasts small, her nipple concentrated. Her weapon wrapped about me, hands clasped over my stomach as she nuzzled her hairless face against my neck.

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

"primitive person ?"I squawked.

"wellspring, yes. You have just discovered electricity. You are 10 away from utilizing the electromagnetic spectrum for communicating. You 're only playing around with the most staple of computational machines. The primary means of transport is animal based."

"We have trains."

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

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

"poof ..."Merita said the word slowly."No, no. I am not a mythologic tool who plays illusion on your backwash. I am ..."She hesitated."Alien is the near word in your language."

"You 're from another nation ?"

"Planet."Merita 's hand flew out and the populace blurred. A blue sphere appeared, painted with Theodore Harold White, fluffy bits and dotted with nation that was a mix of green-brown and ... My eye widened."Is that ... solid ground ?"

"From cranial orbit. Your kind are a century away from the most crude engineering science to see this,"she said."This is your planet. Earth."

"Are you from Mars then ? Or Venus ?"An excited catch jumped into my voice."Is that why you 're so beautiful and naked ? Because you 're from Venus ?"

"Why would that ... ?"She squirmed against me."No, no. I am not even from your solar system but from another star."

My eyes widened as the world zoomed. My stomach lurched as earth flew away, dwindling to a small point. Then the sun became a little dot. We hurtled past stars and flew through clouds of colorful dust. My middle widened as we stopped before a juicy star, a hazy, orangeness planet hanging before it.

"That 's my home."

"So you 're not a pouf but an ... an foreigner from another major planet ?"It was too a great deal to believe. I squirmed."And you came to my planet in your egg."

"Spaceship."She hesitated."I crashed, actually. There was a mishap. I 'm stupefy here until I can mend my ship. If I can fix my ship."

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

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

"Sorry."Then a flare pass of outrage shooter through me."No. I 'm not. English language is a perfectly estimable language. And what do you think of by self-command ? Are you controlling my body ?"

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

I nodded my head.

"Well, you broke your cervix. You would induce died if I did n't render you help. I sent nanomachines into ..."She sighed."You do n't lie with what nanomachines are, of course of action ?"

I shook my head.

"fountainhead, they 're minuscule ... automatons. And they are inside of you fixing the wound, but your body 's immune arrangement rejected them. They have n't fixed you yet, only created temporary nerves so you can propel and breathe and not die. If I did n't immix with you, your body would have rejected the service and died. So long as we 're one, the nanomachines will fix you."

"Are you sure you 're not a nance ?"I asked, my capitulum reeling. Immune system ? Little automatons inside of me. Like those closing plaything clockmakers make ?"Because that sounds like magic."

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

"And you 're in me now ?"

"Uh-huh."

"And this is all my mental imagery ?"

"Yes it is."

"This is a trivial very much. I mean ..."I swallowed."What if I 've gone mad ? I did hit my head."

"Would your imaginativeness ever create a purple-skinned outlander with tentacles. Tentacles that do this ?"

I gasped as the tentacle playing with my golden pubic hair slid down between my leg and rubbed at my pussy. joy tingled through me. My faithful instantly grew wet as the rubbery process stroked me. My nipples ached and I squirmed, suddenly so aware of her nipples poking me in the back.

Hard nipples.

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

"Amazing,"she purred, her voice Eskimo dog."Mmm, you are beautiful. Your hair is so wonderful."

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

"Y-you 're making me feel so strange. You 're causing me to accept hysterics."

"Such a curious way to say you 're horny,"Merita purred, her clapper licking my ear."I like it. I 'll bring around your hysterics, yes. I 'll have you cum. Relax you so you can find out alertness again."

I let out a moan as her tentacle moved from my clitoris to my slit. It rubbed up and down against my wet physique. The joy rippled out of my sex and through my body. I gasped, arching my backrest, pressing into her breasts. Her lip nibbled on my ear then she nuzzled at my neck, kissing and licking, while her early tentacles caressed my body.

It was wonderful. Everywhere her tentacles brushed me sent tingling rushes across my skin. They caress my stomach and thighs, my blazonry and thorax. One wrapped about my minor breast, squeezing it, exciting my nipple at the tip. Her tentacle 's tip flicked at my voiceless nipple.

I gasped,"Merita."

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

"Yes,"I moaned in arrangement, her tentacle rubbing harder at my pussy.

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

And then her rim kissed around to the backrest of my neck opening. They were so soft and lovesome and wet. Everywhere they touched me sent flicker of delight through my body. My fingers clenched as she kissed lower, reaching my spine, following it down between my shoulder vane. She licked and nuzzled, teasing me.

It was delicious.

"Merita,"I groaned."Oh, your tentacles ... Your tactual sensation ... They 're wondrous. Oh, yes. Oh, wow. I did not envisage such delights could exist."

"And I am so gladiolus to parcel them with you."

Her lip kissed humble. I trembled every time she took a quick lap up my spine. I shivered, the sensations running all the way down to my pussy teased by her tentacle. Others played with my mamilla, flicking them and rubbing wearisome circles about them. Her tentacles constricted about my body, squeezing and relaxing as Merita grew more excited.

She had four tentacles. Two played with my pap and the tertiary wiggled at the entree of my kitty-cat. The fourth brushed my lips. I kissed it, savoring the rubbery texture. My clapper licked out, swirling about it.

"Yes,"moaned Merita."Oh, I like it when you do that."

"This ?"I asked with a giggle. I swirled my natural language about her tentacle then kissed the tip, sucking briefly."

"Yes."Her voice was so throaty. She nuzzled at my lower back, her hands stroking my slope as I kissed and nibbled on the tip."So good. You are wonderful, Henrietta. I hope all your slipstream are as loving."

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

I gasped as she filled my hot, wet depth. Her tentacle ripple inside of me. It swelled and constricted, stretching me wide opened. My mouth opened wide-cut as I groaned. Her other tentacle slid into my oral fissure. I sucked on it and moaned as she fucked her extremity into my pussy.

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

I shuddered at her word. It was so cute and dirty all at the same time. Cunny. My cunny contracted on her kitty-cat as her lips nuzzled lower down my body. Her hands slid down, stroking my hips then the cheek of my can. I gasped as she pried them apart.

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

I gasped about the tentacle shag in and out of my mouth as her glossa swirled about my puckered sphincter. My rear clenched, trying to squeeze shut but her fingers kept them pried apart. She giggled, her tentacle fucking deeper into my pussy as she tongued me.

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

I could only wrestle and groan as she wiggled her tongue like a small tentacle into my gut. My eyes widened. I sucked so hard on her tentacle reaming my mouth while my pussy clenched on the process sliding in and out of my wet depths.

joy stirred inside of me. The flutters of my hysterics grew as the wicked genius of her tongue probing my sphincter merged with her tentacle pleasuring my cunny. I trembled, my pap aching against her other appendages.

I wanted to hollo out my growing pleasure.

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

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

All the deviant sensations built in the core of my sex. My eyes rolled back in my head as I trembled. My cunny clenched and relaxed on her wave tentacle. Strange, burning delight radiated from my gut. My nipples ached. And her tentacle felt so warm and rubbery in my mouth, such a delight for my tongue to caress.

"Oh, you 're curing my hysterics, too,"moaned Merita."Oh, yes. Let 's cum together."

I gasped about her tentacle as she reamed my cunny faster. She locked her lips about my sphincter, sucking. I bucked in her bosom. Her fingers caressed my side. Her tentacles flicked my nipples. Wonderful wiz crashed through me.

I came.

Awe inspiring convulsion of delectation spasmed out of my cunny. My human body convulsed about her tentacle as the waves of bliss washed through me. I groaned as she cured my hysterics. The rapture reached my psyche. Stars danced through the dour void as I trembled.

"Yes, yes, yes, so soundly,"moaned Merita."hold sucking on my tentacle while your cunny massages the former. Oh, Henrietta. You 're so astound. I love your torso. Oh, yes. Oh, wow."

We cured each other 's hysterics. It was amazing. I trembled and gasped. The pleasure peaked in me. I floated on it, held by her tentacles, then groaned as the walking on air receded. I shuddered a final time, my cunny contracting on her take out outgrowth.

Her tentacle popped out of my sass."Oh, Merita, oh, wow."I was so wonderfully old-hat. Lethargic. I buzzed, the fluttery sensations gone from my venter."That was so often sound than Nurse Paige curing my hysterics."

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

We kissed. I closed my eye, her arms and tentacles holding me. My paw stroked her back up to her bald heading, loving how she felt as I humped my cunny into her pussy. My clitoris ached. The hysterical flutters built in my stomach again.

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

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

My center widened. I remembered the pleasance of nanny Paige licking through mine. It had felt so wonderful and extraordinary. I knew it was improper if we did it. But was this even existent ? It was like a dream. I could n't sin in my dreams.

"Yes !"

I was eager to taste her. To try my first pussy. Would she be dissimilar than a human 's ? Than Tabitha 's ? I trembled as Merita 's tentacles turned us. They still gripped me, caressing me as she hovered over me, her legs facing pages. I caught my breath as I stared at the purple folds of her pussy. They were darker than her flesh, and swollen. succus glistened and beaded on them.

I felt that Same, wet estrus adorning my own nethers. Were my pussy sass swollen like that ? Engorged by my Passion of Christ ? Was that what caused the fluttering itches between my thighs just begging for mortal to touch and comfort my hysterics ?

Maybe.

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

I groaned and hugged her with my blazonry. I caressed her back as my pap pressed into her stomach. Her tit rubbed on mine. I licked my sassing, staring at her pussy, wanting to lick her, but I was scared. Was there a sealed why do it ? What if I did n't like it ? What if she did n't care it ? A million doubt shot through my mind.

And then were banished by her licking tongue.

I groaned,"Merita,"as her lingua slid through my folds. It was a decelerate, gentle lick. It was so different from her rubbery tentacles. Her clapper was modest, wetter. I gasped as she brushed the entrance to my slit before pushing her natural language in like she had into my bowels.

The pleasure rippled through me. I groaned and pulled harder on her, forcing her pussy back talk against my mouth. I tasted her. Flowery and sweet. My tongue licked out through her folding. My eyes widened. My fingerbreadth tightened on her back as I slid through her plica. She tasted rattling. Her juices were thickset than water, almost creamy. They clung to my lips and dribbled down my chin as I licked her again and again.

She sighed into my twat. That encouraged me. I was doing it right. She liked what I did. It pleased her. I pleased her. I licked and tongued through her pussy. Faster, growing more bold, more sure the more she squirmed and moaned.

"Henrietta,"she sighed.

Oh, it was wonderful hearing my name from her voice. My thighs pressed on her daily round, bare fountainhead as her tongue dug deep into my slit. She flicked my clit and wonderful sparks exploded through me.

I had to turn back the party favor. I found her clit and licked the purple nub. It throbbed against my lingua and she shuddered and shivered. She sucked harder on my nub, licking me, loving me. It was amazing. I slid my workforce up to grasp her ass as I sucked her button into my mouth. I nibbled on it, loving how she bucked and responded.

"Henrietta, yes,"she moaned, squirming as I kneaded her tooshie. I loved how her face felt in my hired hand. I clenched, pulling her pussy down on me and shoving my tongue into her hole. She was n't a Virgo like I had been.

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

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

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

"You, too. You taste amazing. So dissimilar than my mass. So sweet-smelling and salty."

"You taste like flowers."

She giggled then rammed her clapper oceanic abyss into my pussycat, fucking it in and out of me. I gasped and bucked, pressing my nipples hard into her stomach. terrific disturbance shot through me down to my kitty-cat. My finger clenched on her asshole.

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

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

"I enjoyed it, too."

She giggled then we went back to licking each former while I fingered her bunghole. I wormed my tongue deep into her cunt as my finger pumped riotous and faster in her. She squirmed more and more, clenching on my digit and moaning into my pussy.

The way she shuddered on me made me so excited. The impending paroxysm swelled inside of me. My coming. My cum. She tongued my cunny faster and faster. She flicked my clitoris as she squirmed on me.

"Are you going to cum, Merita ?"I asked."Am I curing your hysterics ?"

"Yes,"she husked between licks."I 'm going to cum so hard. Oh, yes. Oh, wow, Henrietta."

A photoflood of her juices squirted out of her kitty-cat and splashed into my face. I opened my mouth, the warm, flowery ambrosia filling my back talk. Her bowels spasmed about my fingerbreadth as she bucked and shuddered atop me. I drank down her succus, marveling that she could bring forth so lots, while I held her.

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

"Cum for me, Henrietta,"she panted between febrile salt lick."You gave me such an orgasm. Let me return the favor. squirt your juices into my backtalk. I love them."

Her tentacles stroked my bet on faster and faster. I loved the tactile property of them. I groaned, my toes curling as her tongue whipped my cunny to a foam. My orgasm built in my profoundness, a rattling sack to cure my hysterics.

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

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

My body spasmed. My pussy clenched. Pleasure flare-up in the depth so of my cunny. I moaned into her sweet sex as the paroxysms filled my body. I came so hard. I bucked and shuddered, the pleasure crashing into my brain and ...

... carried me off into wonderful darkness.

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Merita smiled as the world she constructed in Henrietta 's mind to alleviate her into their new situation faded. She turned around, her dream-body buzzing with the pleasance of her orgasm. Henrietta floated naked, her body pale and lovely, blonde pigtails hovering in the weightless void.

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

Henrietta mewled, floating on the bliss of her orgasms. Merita smiled and kissed her lover on the lips. Then she sighed and waited for Henrietta to wake-up. Merita 's thoughts turned to her problems. She was stuck in Henrietta 's body until the little girl healed. And her spaceship was broken. And an important piece had fallen off.

If a human found the Congress of Racial Equality first ...

Merita shuddered to think what would happen.

The Earth grew fainter and fainter as Henrietta came nearer and nearer to consciousness. Merita hugged Henrietta 's ambition body and smiled as the creation faded. Merita merged into Henrietta 's judgment, occupying a small-scale corner as the girl 's eyes fluttered heart-to-heart.

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

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I opened my eye, obeying Merita 's vocalisation whisper in me.

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

*They 're just alarm. My ship is broken and the computer is trying to let me have sex. *

"Okay,"I said."You can scan my thoughts ?"

*Of row. I 'm in your judgment. Merita laughed. I 'm with you. Do n't concern. The ship is n't in danger. But it is missing a piece. We 'll necessitate to find oneself that. *

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

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

"Those things keeping me alert ?"

*Yes. They can ... transfer affair. modeling things. If a homo is exposed to them without a data processor to guide them ... * Merita shuddered in my thinker. *Well, it would be bad. Do you see the panel to your right near the butt ? It has three special K lights and a flashing ruby one. *

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

Images flashed through my creative thinker of Merita pressing the viridity release in a sure episode. *Just do that. okeh. It 'll draw out out the scanner. And then we 'll go determine it. *

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

*Trouble ? shoal ? *

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

*But the substance. *

*I 'll find metre to assist you look for, okay ? But not tonight. I 'll get in bother. Please, I do n't need to get a spanking. * Especially not after hearing some of the teacher would guide advantage after a spanking, touching their scholar inappropriately, curing their hysterics.

Doing what Merita and I had done in the dream.

*Being subject area does n't sound that bad, * purred Merita.

I blushed. She could register all my opinion. I did n't like that one bit.

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

I sighed. This was in force than death. Probably. *How do I get out of here ? *

Merita flashed didactics through my thoughts. I climbed out and the cold air shot through me. I was naked. My wearable gone, stripped off of me and stored in the ship. Merita showed me how to find them, and I dressed, my teeth chattering and my feet dancing, as fast as I could. The fog was so duncical. It covered everything.

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

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

*Do n't you need to get to the school day ? * Merita asked, her vox testy. *If you have time to stroke the exterior of my ship, maybe you have sentence to go observe the meat. It ca n't be too far away. I hope. *

"No, no,"I gasped out loud. I put the digital scanner into a pocket in my annulus than hurried out of the Crater. The earth crumbled beneath my feet. I held my chick up so I did n't trip on them. Then I reached the top and ran, still holding my skirts.

I was storm I was n't winded when I reached the school. The sparkle of the oil lamps in the windowpane made the schooling incandescence in the fog, illuminating it. I followed the lights and reached the punt door. I smoothed my doll, only a slight purge from my exertion, and strode inside, my stomach twisting.

I hope I was n't in tro—

"Etta !"

I yelped in electric shock. The turn on voice of Tabitha greeted me. She jumped to her foot from her seat at one of the dining room tabular array and rushed across the empty way to me, her red whisker bouncing about her shoulder. A eased smile spread across her freckled cheeks. Her arms threw around me, hugging me tight.

I could n't avail but be aware of the soft feel of her pocket-sized tit pressing on mine. I blushed to my origin and squirmed in her high-spirited embrace.

"I was so upset about you,"she said."Ooh, I tried to follow, but you were so agile and the fog was so thick. I had no idea where you went. Whatever was untimely ?"

"I ..."So much had happened, I struggled to recollect why I had even run out into the Night. Discovering that a lesbian alien with tentacles had crushed behind our schoolhouse then possessed my body was hard enough to handle with."I just ... needed air. You know, a nice eve constitutional, as my father would put it."

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

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

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

*Diminutive ? *

*People with longer name calling often get them shortened as pet names or cognomen, usually used by people close to you. Friend, fellowship. *

*Oh. Interesting. *

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

"Are you okay, Etta ?"Tabitha cocked her headway."You look like you 're concentrating on a mathematical equation. schooling has not started yet. No need for such violent concentration."

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

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

Before I could answer, the exuberant fille seized my hand and dragged me off behind her. I yelped and hurried after her as we moved through the Hall. Then we climbed the stairs to the twenty percent trading floor, top of the school. Tabitha was panting when we reached the top and gave me a curious look.

"Did you do lots of calisthenics at your final stage school ?"

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

Our room was small, two beds on either incline with a shared nightstand between. An oil lamp set on it, though it was unilluminated. The exclusively igniter came from the windowpane, dim from the fog. Tabitha struck a friction match and lit the lamp adjusting the wick to create a shining flame.

*Such naive technology. What is it burning ? Carbon fuel ? *

I ignored Merita as Tabitha began unbuttoning her blouse. I should n't be shocked. We were sharing a room, so undressing together was to be expected. But after indulging in lesbian passion with Merita, I was suddenly so cognizant of the womanly form and the joy it offered. I caught my breath as her buttons worked down, exposing her chemise beneath. She stripped out of her dress, carefully hanging it in the wardrobe on her side of the room. She peeled out of her petticoats and shimmy, stripping naked before me.

She was so pallid, her skin whiter than mine, with freckle dusting her shoulders and down to her small bosom. firm and round, bigger than mine, with pinko mamilla hardened by the frisson in the room. Her pelt pebbled from the common cold as my gaze slid down to the fiery Edward Thatch of hair between her thighs.

*Ooh, wow, that 's delicious, * Merita moaned. *Your white-livered hair—*

*Blonde, * I corrected.

*Your blonde hair is lovely, but that red. So bright. Wow. I 've never seen anything like it. Your raceway is so favorable to have your strange pussy hair's-breadth. *

*Pubic pilus. * My blush intensified.

*Pubic hair, yes. *

A hot itch rippled through me. My pussy grew moist as Tabitha bent over, digging into the chest at the base of her closet. I stared at her stave ass, More ardent pubic hair peeking out between slender thighs. Her kitty-cat hidden. I wanted to bring out it. To push aside her coil and lick her. She shifted as she searched then yanked liberate her nightgown. She pulled over her forefront, her physical structure shifting as she worked the linen down her body.

"There,"she said."That 's better. Brr, it 's a footling chilly."She turned to look me and blinked."Etta, you got to get au naturel. And then, I think, I need your help."She flopped onto her bed, her invertebrate foot sticking out of the nates of the long nightgown, her nipples dimpling the fabric.

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

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

Those green eyes were on me. They made me prickle more, hysterics building in my nethers. The tingles, the wriggle, the aching need to be touched and rubbed until wonderful fit burst inside me, spreading orgasmic delight.

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

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

I turned away from Tabitha as I slipped my blouse off my shoulder joint, revealing my underbodice. The dame came off, rustling over my lacy petticoat. I bent down, untied my shoes and pulled them off followed by my stockings. The floor was cold on my bare toes.

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

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

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

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

"Wait, Etta."

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

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

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

She said it with such pride as I stared at my friend, her fingers drawing up the hem of her nightgown, exposing More and Thomas More of her leg."Etta, I really need your supporter. I 'm so out of sorts. All wet and squirmy down there. Can you ... thumb me ? I can help you out once you 've cured me. But I need the paroxysms. So badly. And it 's too tardily to rouse the nurse. I wo n't be able to slumber. And tomorrow is so very important."

The hem slipped eminent. I stood rooted, scared and aroused, wanting to go to her and wanting to flee while my eyes could n't expect away from her ivory pegleg. Thomas More and more of her was revealed. And then her pubic whisker ... So brilliantly against her sick skin, A beacon, drawing me to her.

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

I fell onto my stifle onto the hard mattress. My hands stroked her thigh, pushing them apart, revealing her fur matted with her fervour, mite of pinko peeking through the blushful forest. I breathed in her lemony musk, my sass salivating.

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

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

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

So wet. So hot. So tasty.

Her tangy juices coated my tongue. I shuddered, my pussy aching as I devoured my supporter. My finger reached down, parting her pussycat lips, exposing her folds and the membrane of skin stretched over her twat 's entrance. I nuzzled at her hymen, poking my tongue a bit through one of the small holes before I lapped up to her clitoris.

"Etta,"she gasped."Oh, yes, you 've done this before, you naughty fille. On who ? A admirer from school ? One of the maiden in your rest home ? Who did you bring around ?"

"Merita,"I moaned between licks.

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

"Something like that."My lips sealed on her clitoris as my finger stroked her pussy lips. I did n't desire to talk more. I should n't have even mentioned her name, but I was so caught up in my over-the-top desires. I knew this was wrong, and somehow that made it even more exciting.

My tongue swirled on her clitoris, caressing it like Merita had taught me. The stranger whispered in my thoughts, encouraging me, savoring the pleasure. Merita felt it, too. My pussycat clenched at the mischievous thing she whispered in my thoughts.

*That 's it. slug her, dyke trollop. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes, yes, Devour her cunny. attain her cum. Cure her hysteric with your spicy cum. Oh, she tastes so good. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. take heed to her groan. *

*They 're terrific, * I answered.

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

"Me, too."

I licked my sass, cleaning them of her juices before diving into her pussy once more. I nibbled on Tabitha 's folds and licked at her Hymen again, my poke nuzzling into her petty clitoris. Eighteen-years-old and I was turning into a lesbian hussy.

My parents would be horrified.

My cunny clenched again. The hysteric need to be caressed increased. If my fingers were n't meddlesome stroking her sheepfold as I licked up to her button, I would feel myself. I sucked on her clit again, loving how she gasped and bucked when I did that.

A throaty moan burst from her back talk."Oh, yes, Etta. Oh, yes. I can sense it coming. My ... my paroxysm. Yes, yes, cure my hysteric !"

Her spokesperson rose a altogether octave as she came, releasing a shrill sidesplitter. Her juice flooded tangy out of her slit. I gulped them down, reveling in the fact I made my booster cum. I gave her lesbian pleasance. And I loved every mo of it.

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

"Etta,"gasped my booster. She arched her back a final metre."Oh, you wonderful siren."She twined one of my pigtails about her digit."I have to help you out. I have to cure you."

"Yes,"I moaned.

We kissed. It was so marvelous. Her backtalk were so flabby. I was on top of her, feeling her wiggle beneath me, her hand pulling up my gown. She nibbled on my lower lip as she bared more and more of my legs. Then her hands were caressing me, sending puzzle pleasure shooting up to my pussy.

She broke the kiss."Roll over. I have to bat you. To use my clapper to give you such Sweet relief."

I nodded my head and rolled onto my backrest. *Oh, we 're going to enjoy this, * Merita purred. *It 's her first fourth dimension. That 's peculiar. *

*It is, * I agreed.

Tabitha settled between my thighs, her finger playing with my blonde curlicue."You 're so wet, Etta."

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

"I hope you taste as practiced as I do."Tabitha licked her rim and lowered her head.

Her first natural language swipe was hesitant, unsure. Then she sighed and licked again. And again. Each one was more confident, surer. Her fingers pulled my pussy brim apart, her tongue licking and nuzzling.

"No hymen. Who did you make it to ?"

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

"With a dildo ?"

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

Her tongue pressed into my hole before she licked up to my clitoris. I groaned, a pressure swelling in my cunny. I felt so full, like something grew inside of me. I moaned, arching my dorsum as her glossa found my clitoris, sucking, nibbling.

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

Not with my hands or legs. My eye widened.

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

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

To be continued ...