Boarding School clash
Chapter seven : Henrietta 's Pussy Tentacles Molests Her Class
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"solution me, miss Henrietta,"panted my Latin instructor, young woman Erma. She stepped back from the desk. I lay stretched over it, my ass combustion from the spanking she gave me, my small breast rubbing naked into the desk. Why does she have tentacles ? I heard her thoughts echo in my fountainhead, one of my new baron since I met Merita, the lesbian alien. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new admirer and lover Tabitha. We both were late arriving to young lady Erma 's year. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing gist to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were pocket-sized golem like the single inside my body repairing mys pine—had escaped, eating the effect in the process.

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

And I wanted to help her, I did, but I had problems of my own. While Miss Erma spanked Tabitha and me, she excited us. There was something so erotic about her hired man smack over and over on my bottom, the flashy crack, the estrus reaching into my pussy and making me throb with bliss. It was ecstatic. Amazing.

And that hullabaloo made my kitty-cat tentacles squirm. I tried to control myself while the class masturbated, watching our discipline. She spanked us until we had our orgasms. Tabitha came first, gasping and moaning. I tried to fight it, but misfire Erma was so instant that I also achieve my release.

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

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

Before the masturbating form, I fucked Miss Erma with my tentacles, looking control of them when I climaxed. I plunged them in and out of her hollow, ripping her dress off in the process. She gasped and moaned, my appendage reaming her asshole and pussy while the other 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 freak ? Something that belonged in a travel zoo and not in a school day for educating Danton True Young cleaning lady. Yes, the school had tolerant policies on sapphic delectation, encouraging faculty and scholarly person to search each other 's torso, to lighten each other 's hysterics.

To throw love to each other in the most terrible of manner.

But this ? I could hear the stupor in misfire Erma 's vox as she stared at my pussy, trying to spot my tentacles. I did n't know what to do. avail me, Merita, I plead to the representative that occupied my intellect. What can I say ?

I do n't get it on, Merita answered, her voice sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the CORE meant the possibleness of being stranded on my planet. As very much as she loved me and was glad she met, my world was so primitive. She talked about matter I could n't even understand, that English did n't even have words for.

I mean, there was n't even electricity in our school. It was too far from Greater London or any other large city. We were lucky it had a railroad and a telegraph post in the nearby town.

"fille Henriette, you will tell me what those are this instant,"insisted Miss Erma."They were like the tentacles of an octopus. And the things they did to my trunk ..."

"Wonderful things,"Tabitha sighed. My redheaded woodpecker Friend rolled over onto her vertebral column, her round knocker 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,"missy Erma admitted. She patted her hair's-breadth gathered in a severe bun. It was still grave, held in place by various hairpins, but More than a few ringlet had escaped as she thrashed."I can not traverse that. But her ... tentacles are ... unusual."

I bit my lip."I am good-for-naught, fille Erma,"I said, a shiver running through my body."I ... I ..."teardrop fell down my cheeks."I tried to hold open them under c-control. B-but when y-you made m-m-me org-gasm, they c-came out."

weeping fell hot down my cheeks. My vocalism choked up. I covered my case with my deal, feeling all the eyes on me, my red derriere, and my kitty. The division all had to be staring at my cunny, trying to see the tentacles.

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

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

I tried to keep on speechmaking, but the tears came faster. Tabitha put a comforting hired man on my shoulder as I squirmed on the desk. They would mesh me up. charge me to one of those Sanitariums. There was one near my house. So drear and foreboding. You could discover the mass inside screaming.

Then young woman Erma grasped me with gentle fingers and pulled me onto my human foot. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled boots, giving her a few Sir Thomas More in of height. My face pressed into her ample bosom. It was such a solace motion as her hands stroked my back.

"There, there. It 's okay. I did n't think of to affright 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 vigor. Do n't cry."

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

"You 're not disgusting, right young woman ?"

"Right, Miss Erma,"the girls chorused.

"This sunrise, she took my maidenhead in the bathtub,"Peony spoke up. Her tentacles were ever so delightful and gave me such an sparkling dismission. It was quite live up to. Even if it did let down Nurse Paige that my cherry was already plucked."

"They do look ... fun,"Kayleigh said, a full-bosomed young woman with strawberry-blonde curls.

"Yes,"nodded a raven-haired, pale-faced girl with astray, blueish eyes. I did n't have sex her epithet. She licked at her sticky fingers, her hoary wench clearly hiked over her knees.

"Where do they come from ?"another female child asked, an aegir smiling on her face.

"Can anyone maturate them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

"Or PRC ? I bet they 're from People's Republic of China. Or Japan."

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

"Did a gipsy execration you ?"another lady friend asked."Or was it a fairy ?"

"The conciliate folk do make a sense of mood,"nodded Kayleigh."I bet one of them did that."

I froze, squirming. I thought Merita was a fairy when I first met her. That she had taken me inside her silver egg as theatrical role of her mischief. That sounds like a great story to narrate, Merita said, her voice slightly more ask. Not so depressed. secernate them that.

"Yes."I swallowed."end night, I went for a walk in the fog."

Tabitha nodded her psyche in support.

"And while I was walking, a shooting lead fell. It burned so lustrous and so hot, so I went to find oneself it."That part was true."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 hand as I rested my head against miss Erma 's bout knocker. Her nipple was intemperately, rubbing on my impertinence."It hatched and out came a fairy."

"And she was beautiful."I pictured Merita as she appeared."Purple hide with absolutely no hair."

"Even on her foreland ?"the raven-haired daughter asked.

"Yes. She did n't even receive eyebrow. And her breasts were cycle and her nipples 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 grand bliss. Ecstasy."

"Wow,"Peony said.

All the girls nodded their head. Since attending school, the had all discovered the joys women could share with each other. They squirmed on the desk, several still rubbing their cunnies, eager to stimulate their initiative orgasm or a second.

"That does voice amazing,"Miss Erma said, still stroking my back. A tingle rushed down to my pussy.

Heat blossomed and the tentacles writhed inside.

"Her tentacles pumped in and out of me,"I continued, loving the feeling of Miss Erma 's naked body against mine. Her nipple was right field by my lip. I could lap up her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my press release, that wonderful 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 person. And the tentacles are her talent. Now I get to play with them. I get the joy of stroking a woman and plunging my appendage in and out of her cunny. To embrace the wonderful feel of sleek flesh caressing me."

I shuddered."It is such a wondrous feeling. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysterics, missy Erma. I had my release, too."

"I heard, you wicked girl."The older char shuddered."So you are possessed by a fay. 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 pagan beliefs."

"Quite rightfulness you are,"she nodded."Well, form, this is a remarkable turn of events."

She broke away from me, stepping back, her eubstance flushed as her reheel boots clicked on the floor. She stared down at the shattered remains of her attire clinging about her hips, a scowl appearing. She bent down, grasping a tear flake of fabric belonging to her undergarments.

"I am sorry about the dress, Miss Erma."I swallowed."I 'm afraid by holding my tentacles in, by trying to fight my orgasm, it caused me to lose all control when it did finally happen."

"fountainhead, in brightness level of the expiation your tentacles gave me, I am more than than nice enough to forgive you."She smiled, licking her brim."I think all of us can agree that we experienced such ravish today."

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

The other fille in the schoolroom nodded, their eyes all staring at me. It made me feel so self-aware. My dress was folded on the desk. I wanted to pull it on. A shiver ran through me. And a twinge of exhilaration increasing the heat energy. The tentacles writhed more, caressing the walls of my pussy.

The brown-haired missy gasped."Her inguen just moved. Was that your tentacles, Henrietta ?"

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

"Christine,"she answered, gloomy eyes wide.

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

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

"Miss Erma,"Christine said, her center eagre,"may we deliver another presentation of her tentacles ? I think we would all be so thankful if we could see them. Observe them. They are a noteworthy discovery."

"Hmm,"Miss Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her pegleg. Her turgid breasts jiggled, her nipples so operose and inviting."I think that is a good way to spend stratum. I rather doubt any of you girls are in the state of mind to take Latin today. And I, for one, and far too worked up to need to teach it right now.

"You may go ahead with a demo, Miss Henrietta."

"Thank you,"I smiled.

A demonstration, giggled Merita. More like an bacchanal. I think we are about to sustain a lot of fun.

I 'm gladiola you 're feeling better.

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

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

Such a marvelous girlfriend. I felt her emotions beating with love.

I smiled.

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

"Are you okay ?"Peony asked.

"She 's just talking to the fairy,"Tabitha said. She hugged me from behind."When they talk, Henrietta gets all dreamy."But it is so aphrodisiac when she 's dreamy, especially the way she wiggles her hips. I could gaze at her backside all day. No marvel men love watching women walk.

My grinning grew as I read Tabitha 's intellection. 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 backbreaking. You just have to fluff her."Tabitha sassing kissed at my neck. With my blond hair in two pigtails, it was well-situated for her to do.

I moaned, the flabby touch of her back talk sending howling pleasure rippling down my body. I undulated my hips, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of delectation, her fingers tracing slow roach around my stomach while I felt her hard nipples against my back and her fiery down of pubic hair tickling the cheeks of my bottom.

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

I groaned as her fingers trailed across my consistency. One came up and brushed the hindquarters of my right wing breast while the other stroked down. My cunt clenched and my tentacles wave inside of me, caressing my sensitive cunny walls. Her digit reached my prosperous down and stroked through it, curling okay hairsbreadth about her finger. She kissed me again, her jot still teasing me. succus wept down my second joint as one finger went gamy, the other lower.

I gasped as she brushed the edge of my areola, swirling across the pink patch for my nipple. Her former fingerbreadth moved take down and lower, reaching between my thighs and stroking past my cunny 's prick. I trembled in her bosom as her finger spiraled into my nipple, caressing it.

"facial expression at how she trembles and moans,"Tabitha purred.

Everyone watched. Their eyes wide. The missy licked their lips and fidgeted. Some resumed masturbating, letting out their own sighs. It was ... enthralling. The way they watched me with rosy cheeks and glistening eyes.

I excited them.

"Tabitha,"I moaned as she stroked her digit up my incision, pushing between my plump vulva to caress my inner delight. She brushed my clitoris, the pleasure shooting to my medium tentacles. They reached for the entering 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 centre focused on Tabitha 's finger's breadth dancing around my button."I have discovered that spot to be quite ... stimulating myself."

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

I moaned, arching my neck. Tabitha pinched my nipple, adding more quivering delight to my body. My tentacles pressed out the entrance of my pussy. little girl gasped, spotting the four purpleness outgrowth 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 emollient. I bet they must taste remarkable."

"Yes, yes, yes,"paeony moaned, her brass contorting as she came on her finger's breadth, her desk rocking.

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

"I think I would like that very lots,"I purred and stepped forward, my tentacles reaching before me.

Christine reached out with a hesitating hired hand. She brushed my tentacle, which sent a marvelous thrill through me. I groaned as her digit stroked me, gathering my cunny juices glistening like dew on the purple appendage. She brought her digit to her lips, sucked on it.

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

"I know,"I said as I stood naked, the other girls leaning forward in their desks or craning their heads to see over their classmates."It 's all so intoxicating to do these naughty acts."

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

"You shiver when I touch you."Christine licked her back talk."What 's it find like ?"

"Like someone 's touching my nipples or cunny,"I answered."Or my clitoris."

"They 're that sensitive ?"another little girl asked, her middle wide.

"Yes, they are. They 're like ... extension of my pussy. It makes me feel amazing to touch and stroke others with them."

"And take their maidenheads ?"Peony asked.

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

Christmas ? asked Merita.

Just a holiday. Where we—

My thoughts were scattered by Christine 's clapper licking at the tip of my appendage. She circled it, gathering the succus beading on my purple tentacle, her blue eyes flashing up to mine. Color burned even brighter in her pale boldness as she made my other three tentacles lash and writhe.

I moaned in delight. Her tongue was so delicious on my tentacle. And then she opened wide and sucked on it. I groaned, my back arching and my small knocker jiggling before me. The desks creaked as the girlfriend squirm.

"It 's like she 's sucking on a prick,"one girl 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 brunette sitting beside Christine suddenly seized a second tentacle, both her hands wrapped about it, stroking up and down the riffle length as she opened her mouth across-the-board. I pressed my tentacle past her lips, savoring her warm, sucking mouth.

I shuddered as two female child sucked my tentacles. Christine 's tongue danced while the brunette 's cheeks hollowed. She sucked so intemperately, loving my tentacle while her hands pumped up and down my length for as far as she could extend to, her clenched fist gliding along thanks to my cunny juices.

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

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

"What 's it sense like ?"

"Like someone is sucking on my tentacles,"I gasped."honest than having my mammilla sucked on. Oh, yes, yes, please, keep sucking. Oh, you are making me feel all fluttery."

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

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

This prison term, both her hand cupped my boob as she nibbled on my articulatio humeri. My small-scale tits were the arrant size for her to cup. Her fingerbreadth swiped across my mounds and brushed my heavy nipples. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

succus dripped down my thighs. I squirmed, my two justify tentacles writhing. I arched my neck as Christine and the brunet sucked hard on my tentacles. They worshiped them. My tum fluttered as the pleasance built.

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

nooky their cunnies, Merita moaned in my thinker. Oh, yes, let 's take a crap this into one wild orgy of delight. You know you want to.

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was slowly to assure them both. I reached out beneath Christine 's and the brunet 's desk and brushed the buns of their annulus. The young lady sitting behind them craned their cervix forward, vast smiles 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 fan whispered in my ear, her lingua flicking out and licking a lobe."Do it."

Yes, do it, Henrietta, moaned Merita.

It 'll be so hot, thought Christine. To suffer my maidenhead to her faery tentacles. This is awesome. So hot.

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

Their thoughts poured into me, making me tremble with excitement. My tentacles disappeared beneath their wench and petticoats. It was warm beneath their clothing. I brushed their stocking-clad sura, sliding up their legs to their knees and then to their bare thighs.

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

I was so close to cumming.

I stroked up both miss 's thighs. I wrapped my tentacle around Christine 's leg since I stood finisher to her. I savored the feel of her silky second joint as the tip of my tentacle reached both fille'cunnies. Their curly pubic hair massaged the terminal of my tentacles. It was such a wicked delight.

I came.

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

"She 's had her acquittance,"Peony groaned."Look at her."

The scintillating delight bubbled through me as both my tentacles pressed against their pussies. I slipped into the brunet without any effort, her hymen already pricked. Her hot, compressed cunny engulfed my cock. She moaned and spasmed. The crocked feel of her pussy caressing my tentacle sent another burst of paroxysms through me.

I trembled in Tabitha 's arm as the brunette thought, 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 former fucked her cunny, my third tentacle pressed on the entrance of Christine 's virgin pussycat. I know I promised the Headmistress not to pluck any More cherries.

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

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

And snapped.

I 'm a char now, Christine screamed in my thought as my tentacle penetrated into the hot astuteness of her virgin snatch. I shuddered in Tabitha 's embrace, moaning again as I fucked both young lady 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."

"erotic love you,"I answered as I shuddered, more sexual climax bursting out of my pussy. The pleasance radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, fast bosom 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 sourness and yummy.

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

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

Tabitha, and her wondrous white meat, slid down my back as my four tentacles writhed in heaven. They fucked in and out of Christine 's and the brunet 's wet, slick cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety jam of their chassis on mine. Tabitha 's glossa ran down my rachis. I groaned, loving how revolting it felt as she traced lower and lower.

And then her script reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a gasp of pain from my back talk, reminding me of missy Erma 's wonderful bridge player falling over and over on my keister. I squirmed, my middle fluttering. whimper of delight burst from my mouth. I trembled. My eyes fluttered. Such wonderful, delicious pleasure.

Her ass is so beautiful, thought Tabitha as she pressed her mouth between the impertinence of my ass.

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

That was nice, I agreed as Tabitha 's tongue licked lower and crushed through my shot, nearing my dirty sphincter.

"Oh, yes,"I gasped as my friend rimmed her lingua around my puckered scuttle.

It felt so risque to experience her tongue band it. Trembles shook my body and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two girlfriend'cunnies, my consistence shaking. The tremor popped my member out of Christine 's mouth.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes,"she gasped, her dead body quaking as my free tentacle writhed in the air."So trade good. She 's wiggled her tentacle so deep in my puss. This is amazing. So much wagerer than rubbing at the outside."

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

"It so is,"Peony nodded, her skirt bunched around her waistline, her stocking-clad legs spreading wide. I could see her fingerbreadth pumping in and out of her cunny.

"You have a tentacle justify,"gasped a cinnamon-haired ravisher whose name, I think, was Leonora.
She ripped her fingers from her slit and darted froward, her dark-gray skirts swishing about her thighs, theatrical role of her hem stuck on her petticoats, showing the white garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her skirts and petticoat, revealing a bright-red crotch hair just like Tabitha's.

"Fuck me,"Leanora moaned.

"Do it,"Tabitha moaned between salt lick of my asshole.

I could n't reject Leonora 's proffer cunny. I shoved my free tentacle between her leg, stroking at the hot flesh of her sex. I groaned, savoring how juicy she felt, a line of reasoning of pick trickling down my appendage. Such joy ran down all of my tentacles. I grinned and then shoved it into her pussy.

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

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

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

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

The brunet 's hired man clenched on my tentacle. I turned my drumhead. Her boldness contorted with joy she convulsed. Her kitty spasmed about my tentacles, shooting honeyed delight down my appendage to my pussy. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my sphincter ached as Tabitha probed her tongue into my bowels, her finger digging into my ass.

So many input signal. It was all so much.

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

I beamed as I savored all the wicked delights shooting through my body. Tabitha 's tongue probed into my cocksucker, sliding in and out of it like a many tentacle, sending the hot, burning bliss to my kitty. The brunette 's cunny spasmed a final prison term, and then she slumped out of her desk to the floor, eyes fluttering as she gasped for breath.

"So near,"she groaned.

"free people tentacles,"squealed the girls.

It was a boot to get to me as I pulled my appendage out of the brunette 's spasming pussy. Juices dripped from it as the girl surrounded us. Another blond, her hair in roll, reached me first, seizing the tentacle fresh from the brunet 's cunny."Please, please, me next."

She shoved the tentacle down with one hand, the other frantically yanking up her gray-headed bird. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped daughter with huge, cat valium eyes reached the twenty-five percent tentacle, her skirt already hiked up, those eyes begging to be fucked.

"Yes,"I groaned, my caput spinning as I thrust my tentacles into the two new pussies. They engulfed my appendage in hot, tight, feminine delight.

Four pussies, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's hands tightened on my berm as her facial expression twisted with passion. She leaned over and kissed me hard on the lips as her rose hip writhed, her cunt clenching on my appendage. The saucy-lipped young woman moaned, her mouth opened wide as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my asshole harder and harder, the joy bursting through me.

I came again.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned, breaking the candy kiss with Leonora, my vocalization echoing through the way."It 's soooo thoroughly. Four cunnies on my tentacles."

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

My tentacles pulsed as I orgasmed. The dude rippled down the appendages and into the four girls'pussies. All four of them shuddering in shock. Their intellection spilled into my mind, all four daughter screaming their bliss as they writhed.

Cumming, Christine 's thoughts gasped the loudest in my intellect as her oral cavity sang out wordless seventh heaven for the integral shoal to hear.

As my tentacle pulsed in her cunny, her flesh spasmed about my appendage. I swayed, my head exploding with so many sensations. whizz danced around my head. The way swam. Tabitha 's hands clenched on my ass, the pain the only thing keeping the pleasure from carrying me aloft.

It was wonderful. 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 girlfriend, not even knowing who it was. I did n't care whose cunt I reamed. I just had to pleasure these juicy little girl. Leonora 's Cinnamomum zeylanicum tomentum swept across my tit. Her lips latched onto my nipple. She sucked on my nub.

One more champion swirling through me.

Etta 's ass discernment so beneficial, thought Tabitha.

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

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

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Someone came on my tentacle, hot cunny massaging my process. I shuddered, swaying. Only Leonora and Tabitha kept me standing as another sexual climax burst through me. My tentacles were so sensible, and the lady friend 's cumming pussy had set me off again.

The room reeked of hot pussy. A terrific, passionate odor. lady friend'workforce touched me, stroked me. Someone else nibbled on my secondly tit. A hand caressed my devoid tentacle, guiding it to another cunny. A little girl moaned as I penetrated her.

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

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the entire time.

I lost track of my orgasms. I was so dizzy. The moans of girls serenaded me. I caught glimpses of naked, girlish figure pressed together. Kissing, licking, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own slipway to entertain themselves.

fille Erma was in the heart, holding Leonora and Peony to her breasts while the brunette tongued her pussy. She had a flavor of delicious joy on her face as I fucked and writhed and came so severe. It was an orgy of passion.

When it was over, I sank into a desk professorship. The room spun around me. female child panted all over the elbow room, their faces red and flushed. They had such immense smiles on their lips. 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 naughty it was to taste it on her backtalk. Today was such a grand day.

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

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

We have to get back to my ship. Perhaps the reckoner has thought. But I fear the nanites have infected a local anesthetic. And ...

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

Merita hesitated. I do n't know. It could mutate them. deepen their bodies on a molecular level.

seawall ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of petite particle divided into constituent based on their composition. These elements bond together. Like Fe or Gold or Carbon or Oxygen. These are ingredient. And when they bond together, they form corpuscle. You breathe a combining of gasoline. The most prominent is made of a yoke of Nitrogen molecule. The next most is made of two Oxygen atoms, which your body breaks down to fuel your metabolism, and in the cognitive process you exhale a gas made out of a Carbon atom and two Oxygen atoms as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your dead body is made up of to a greater extent molecules, mostly Carbon and atomic number 1, with Calcium, potassium, branding iron, and early elements. The nanites can qualify these corpuscle. It is how they 're replacing the Calcium in your thorn and repairing the nerves severed in your body. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do other things.

Sounds chilling. Okay, we 'll snarf out after dinner party. Only one more year to go. Philosophy taught by Miss Marilynn.

Okay, Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The words whispered through the mind of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their minds were connected through the metal tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's slit, connected to Daisy and Geneva, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to find Sir Thomas More connections. The voice 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 hall of Kensington embarkment School. Marilynn knew she was a teacher here, Daisy a maid, and Geneva and Emaleine were students. There were more girls and women to connect to here. The third tentacle sprouted from her kitty undulated beneath her skirt, eager to connect.

... connect ...

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

Loud step thudded behind them, heeled boots ringing on the Oliver Stone of the building. Someone walked with a tonic stride, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, exhilaration throbbing through their kitty. Connection was such a bliss. It was fantastic to link up with another woman, to slide their alloy tentacles into her cunny and feel the electric, orgasmic joy burst in their depths.

Headmistress Edna Neville strode down the hallway in a dark-red dress, her back heterosexual person, her beautiful, mature human face hardening as she sighted the four. Marilynn 's tentacle writhed in unison with her three companions. The headmistress marched forward, her hair pulled back into a tight, dark bun. It would suffer 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 foursome."You came with impressive recommendations. They all described you as punctual and steady-going, not a womanhood that misses almost her total inaugural day of teaching."The headmistress 's eyes flicked down, drinking in the grass-stained, rumpled nature of Marilynn 's green wearing apparel."What have you been up to ?"

"Searching for cleaning lady,"Marilynn answered, the other three fighting not to mouth with her.

"Searching ... for charwoman ?"Edna Neville took a step closer, standing mightily before Marilynn with only a foot or so separating them."Just because this school is liberal in the sexual pleasure we allow the faculty and students to engage in is n't an excuse for you to abandon your tariff. You are here to teach."

As the headmistress spoke, Marilynn 's third tentacle slithered out beneath her dress, slide across the floor, slipped beneath the headmistress 's annulus, and reached up for her pussy. Marilynn trembled, enraptured 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 pleasure rippled through them.

"Oh, my ... What is that ? You ... I ..."Headmistress Edna shook her head and took a step back as the tentacle fucked in and out of her pussy, giving her such delight."What are you ... doing ... ? Oh, Almighty, 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 mo, division ended. Girls poured out of their classroom into the hall. They giggled as they streamed yesteryear, whispering as the headmistress clearly writhed in orgasmic pleasure. Three girls in the crew gasped and moaned as metal tentacles slithered up their skirts and thrust into their pussies. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cerise popped and then moaned in delight as Daisy 's tentacle reamed deep into her snatch. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the 3rd girlfriend, let out a huge moan of bliss.

The early scholar walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their fella classmates and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their sexual climax and the moment of blissful connection.

They screamed out their joy, their Scripture echoing over the bookman as four became eight, the nanites surging into new innkeeper and going to work. They moved faster than before. With each new woman they connected to, they knew how to modify her body with more efficacy. The intervals shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the reservation of metal from the case of the guttle core.

In a fistful of hour, the eight went in lookup of more to connect to, tentacles writhing beneath their skirts.

... connect ...

To be continued ...