Boarding schooling meeting
Chapter Two : Henrietta Possessed by the gay woman alien
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"... henrietta ..."

The faint representative called to me as I floated through swarthiness. It was feminine, fellow.

"... henrietta ..."

The spokesperson grew a trivial louder, whispering across the void. I tried to incite my physical structure, but I did n't have one. That should frighten me, but it did n't. I imagined I frowned as I struggled to empathize what was happening.

"... henrietta ..."

I was at Kensington embarkment School overwhelmed by all the strange, new sensations. My opinion darted from Nurse Paige 's"health check treatment"when she cured my hysteric by licking me to a rattling orgasm to my new champion Tabitha hinting we would"remedy"each other of hysterics in the nighttime of our way tonight. It had frightened me. I knew it was a sin to extend to another woman like that.
A Lesbian sin.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then I fled the school out into the evening fog. The falling star had crashed into the earth and I found it, a atomic number 47 egg. Then I fell into the Crater, tumbled down the hill, 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 sense so well. Paroxysms of joy had exploded inside of me as we humped together. Her tentacles had wormed into my physique, taking my virginity.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then she had merged into me. The poof had sunk into my flesh and ... and ... the wickedness had crashed down on me. It had been too much to take.

"... Henrietta ..."

That vox ... It belonged to the sprite. Merita.

"Henrietta."

It came through clearly. It sounded alien, her mouth not quite pronouncing the audio right. It was an accent I had never heard before. John Griffith Chaney was a cosmopolite city. One of the first to get electricity. Travelers across the British Empire passed through its port. And I had never heard the like.

"Henrietta, stop ignoring me. It 's okay. You do n't have to be afraid."

warmth engulfed my body. I did still have got a body. I was n't just a consciousness floating in an uncreated vacuum. The warmth drew me away from the void. Merita 's voice guided to me, beckoning to me. I followed the faggot 's words 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 dark More absolute than any I had ever encountered. And yet I could see my bare consistence as solve as if sunlight lit them. But there were no dark. My small knocker and hard nipples did n't embarrass the lighter, creating radiation pattern.

"It 's okay,"Merita whispered.

Her tentacles were wrapped about me, purple against my bone skin. The end of one played idly with the blonde roll covering my pudenda. A hot frisson ran through my body. A hysteric urge formed between my second joint, aching for Nurse Paige 's"medical treatment."I squirmed as I felt Merita pressed up behind me, her breasts small-scale, her nipple heavily. Her arms wrapped about me, hands clasped over my tummy as she nuzzled her hairless brass against my neck.

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

"Primitive ?"I squawked.

"wellspring, yes. You have just discovered electricity. You are decades away from utilizing the electromagnetic spectrum for communicating. You 're only playing around with the most BASIC of computational machine. The primary way of shipping is animal based."

"We have trains."

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

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

"faery ..."Merita said the word slowly."No, no. I am not a mythological creature who plays tricks on your race. I am ..."She hesitated."outlander is the skillful countersign in your language."

"You 're from another country ?"

"Planet."Merita 's manus flew out and the world blurred. A blue sphere appeared, painted with tweed, fluffy spot and dotted with land that was a mix of green-brown and ... My eyes widened."Is that ... Earth ?"

"From electron orbit. Your sort are a C away from the most crude technology to see this,"she said."This is your major planet. Earth."

"Are you from Mars then ? Or Venus ?"An frantic apprehension jumped into my representative."Is that why you 're so beautiful and naked ? Because you 're from Urania ?"

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

My heart widened as the world zoomed. My tum lurched as worldly concern flew away, dwindling to a lowly point. Then the sun became a little dot. We hurtled past tense principal and flew through cloud of colorful rubble. My heart widened as we stopped before a gloomy star, a hazy, orange tree planet hanging before it.

"That 's my home."

"So you 're not a fairy but an ... an alien from another planet ?"It was too very much to believe. I squirmed."And you came to my major planet in your egg."

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

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

"In your creative thinker. You passed out when I merged with your physical structure. I 'm inside you now. I guess I 'm possessing you, though that 's not quite right. You 're speech is so limited."

"Sorry."Then a flare of indignation shot through me."No. I 'm not. English is a perfectly good language. And what do you mean by possession ? Are you controlling my body ?"

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

I nodded my head.

"fountainhead, you broke your cervix. You would have died if I did n't generate you help. I sent nanomachines into ..."She sighed."You do n't know what nanomachines are, of course ?"

I shook my head.

"Well, they 're small ... zombi. And they are inside of you fixing the wound, but your soundbox 's immune arrangement rejected them. They have n't fixed you yet, only created temporary nerve so you can make a motion and suspire and not die. If I did n't merge with you, your torso would own rejected the help and died. So long as we 're one, the nanomachines will fix you."

"Are you sure you 're not a fairy ?"I asked, my fountainhead reeling. Immune organisation ? picayune automatons inside of me. Like those windup toys clockmakers build ?"Because that sounds like magic."

"It 's not. It 's science. Very, very march on science."

"And you 're in me now ?"

"Uh-huh."

"And this is all my mental imagery ?"

"Yes it is."

"This is a niggling lots. I mean ..."I swallowed."What if I 've gone crazy ? I did hit my head."

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

I gasped as the tentacle playing with my golden pubic hair slid down between my legs and rubbed at my pussy. Pleasure tingled through me. My folds instantly grew wet as the rubbery appendage stroked me. My mammilla ached and I squirmed, suddenly so mindful of her mamilla poking me in the back.

Hard nipples.

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

"Amazing,"she purred, her vox husky."Mmm, you are beautiful. Your hair is so wonderful."

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

"Y-you 're making me experience so strange. You 're causing me to give birth hysterics."

"Such a rummy way to say you 're corneous,"Merita purred, her tongue licking my ear."I like it. I 'll cure your hysteric, yes. I 'll relieve oneself you cum. Relax you so you can retrieve watchfulness again."

I let out a moan as her tentacle moved from my clitoris to my kitty. It rubbed up and down against my wet build. The delight rippled out of my sex and through my body. I gasped, arching my binding, pressing into her white meat. Her brim nibbled on my ear then she nuzzled at my neck, kissing and licking, while her former tentacles caressed my body.

It was wonderful. Everywhere her tentacles brushed me sent tingling rushes across my pelt. They caress my stomach and second joint, my sleeve and chest. One wrapped about my belittled boob, squeezing it, exciting my nipple at the tip. Her tentacle 's tip flicked at my heavily nipple.

I gasped,"Merita."

"Yes, yes, just savour. Let us 'cure'each other. Mmm, you are such a mantrap. You make me feel all hysterical and in motive of such sweet release."

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

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

And then her lips kissed around to the vertebral column of my neck. They were so gentle and warm and wet. Everywhere they touched me sent flutters of delight through my consistency. My fingers clenched as she kissed lower, reaching my sticker, following it down between my shoulder blades. She licked and nuzzled, teasing me.

It was delicious.

"Merita,"I groaned."Oh, your tentacles ... Your touch ... They 're grand. Oh, yes. Oh, wow. I did not opine such delights could exist."

"And I am so glad to share them with you."

Her lips kissed low-pitched. I trembled every time she took a quick lick up my acantha. I shivered, the sensations running all the way down to my pussy teased by her tentacle. Others played with my nipples, flicking them and rubbing slow band about them. Her tentacles constricted about my body, squeezing and relaxing as Merita grew more excited.

She had four tentacles. Two played with my nipples and the third gear wiggled at the entering of my kitty-cat. The fourth sweep my lips. I kissed it, savoring the rubbery texture. My knife 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 lingua about her tentacle then kissed the tip, sucking briefly."

"Yes."Her representative was so throaty. She nuzzled at my take down back, her hands stroking my sides as I kissed and nibbled on the tip."So unspoiled. You are wonderful, Henrietta. I hope all your race are as loving."

They were n't. Our men could be so barbaric. They lacked the gentle souls of my sex. Merita had the like feminine, finespun energy. She was n't brutal. She cared about me. She caressed me and loved me. I trembled as her tentacle wiggled into my slit, deflowered by her earlier.

I gasped as she filled my hot, wet profoundness. Her tentacle undulated inside of me. It swelled and constricted, stretching me wider open. My backtalk opened wide as I groaned. Her other tentacle slid into my oral cavity. I sucked on it and moaned as she fucked her appendage into my pussy.

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

I shuddered at her countersign. It was so cute and dirty all at the same time. Cunny. My cunny contracted on her pussy as her lips nuzzled blue down my body. Her hands slid down, stroking my hips then the impudence of my buttocks. I gasped as she pried them apart.

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

I gasped about the tentacle fucking in and out of my lip as her tongue swirled about my puckered sphincter. My target clenched, trying to contract shut but her finger's breadth kept them pried apart. She giggled, her tentacle fucking deeper into my slit as she tongued me.

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

I could only twist and moan as she wiggled her glossa like a small tentacle into my bowels. My center widened. I sucked so tough on her tentacle reaming my lip while my pussy clenched on the appendage sliding in and out of my wet depths.

delight stirred inside of me. The flutters of my hysterics grew as the wicked wiz of her natural language probing my sphincter merged with her tentacle pleasuring my cunny. I trembled, my mamilla aching against her former appendages.

I wanted to shout out my growing pleasure.

"Mmm, yes, so tasty,"she moaned between licks."And your pussycat is growing so hot and wet. Are you going to cum ? receive your paroxysm ? Am I about to cure your hysterics ?"

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

All the deviant sensations built in the effect of my sex. My eyes rolled back in my head as I trembled. My cunny clenched and relaxed on her undulating tentacle. Strange, burning pleasure radiated from my bowels. My nipples ached. And her tentacle felt so warm and rubbery in my sass, 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 embracing. Her finger's breadth caressed my side. Her tentacles flicked my mammilla. Wonderful sense datum crashed through me.

I came.

Awe inspiring paroxysms of delight spasmed out of my cunny. My material body convulsed about her tentacle as the waves of bliss washed through me. I groaned as she cured my hysterics. The rapture reached my head. wizard danced through the dark vacancy as I trembled.

"Yes, yes, yes, so undecomposed,"moaned Merita."Keep sucking on my tentacle while your cunny massages the other. Oh, Henrietta. You 're so amazing. I love your consistence. 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 bliss receded. I shuddered a final time, my cunny contracting on her draw process.

Her tentacle popped out of my oral fissure."Oh, Merita, oh, wow."I was so wonderfully commonplace. Lethargic. I buzzed, the fluttery sensations gone from my tummy."That was so a good deal respectable than Nurse Paige curing my hysterics."

"Good,"Merita grinned. She had floated around me, now facing me. She pressed her body to mine, tit to breast, cunny to cunny, sass to lips.

We kissed. I closed my optic, her weapon and tentacles holding me. My hand stroked her back up to her bald head, loving how she felt as I humped my cunny into her pussy. My clitoris ached. The hysteric hoo-ha built in my abdomen again.

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

She beamed at me."I think I need it, too. Want to work out each other 's cunnies ?"

My center widened. I remembered the pleasance of Nurse Paige licking through mine. It had felt so tremendous and sinful. I knew it was incorrectly if we did it. But was this even tangible ? It was like a dream. I could n't sin in my dreams.

"Yes !"

I was eager to try out her. To try out my get-go pussy. Would she be different than a man '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 spread. I caught my breath as I stared at the royal folds of her pussy. They were darker than her flesh, and swollen. Juices glistened and beaded on them.

I felt that Same, wet heat adorning my own nethers. Were my pussy rim swollen like that ? Engorged by my passion ? Was that what caused the flutter itches between my thighs just begging for someone to touch and ease my hysterics ?

Maybe.

I breathed her in. She smelled flowery, like nectar. I moaned as her tentacles pulled our dead body together. Her second joint slipped around my mind and her capitulum slipped between my thighs. I felt her fond breath caressing my pussy.

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

And then were banished by her licking tongue.

I groaned,"Merita,"as her tongue slid through my folds. It was a easy, appease clout. It was so different from her rubbery tentacles. Her tongue was smaller, wetter. I gasped as she brushed the ingress to my kitty before pushing her tongue in like she had into my bowels.

The delight rippled through me. I groaned and pulled harder on her, forcing her pussy sass against my back talk. I tasted her. Flowery and confection. My tongue licked out through her folds. My middle widened. My finger tightened on her back as I slid through her folds. She tasted fantastic. Her juices were duncish than urine, almost creamy. They clung to my brim and dribbled down my chin as I licked her again and again.

She sighed into my pussy. 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 certain the more she squirmed and moaned.

"Henrietta,"she sighed.

Oh, it was marvellous listening my name from her voice. My thigh pressed on her one shot, spare nous as her tongue dug deep into my snatch. She flicked my button and wonderful sparkle exploded through me.

I had to come back the favor. I found her button and licked the purple nub. It throbbed against my tongue and she shuddered and shivered. She sucked harder on my nub, licking me, loving me. It was amazing. I slid my men up to compass her ass as I sucked her clitoris into my mouth. I nibbled on it, loving how she bucked and responded.

"Henrietta, yes,"she moaned, squirming as I kneaded her butt. I loved how her cheeks felt in my bridge player. I clenched, pulling her pussy down on me and shoving my spit into her cakehole. She was n't a Virgin 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 tongue drove that thought from my idea. She slid through my crease then nibbled on my lips. I gasped and shuddered, squirming more, drinking in the sense. 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 different than my the great unwashed. So sweet and salty."

"You taste like flowers."

She giggled then rammed her knife deep into my pussy, fucking it in and out of me. I gasped and bucked, pressing my nipples hard into her stomach. tremendous flap shot through me down to my pussy. My finger's breadth clenched on her asshole.

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

"Henrietta,"she gasped, her voice wonderfully throaty, as I wormed my digit into her bowels. My fingerbreadth sank up to the knuckle. She was so warmly and cockeyed and rough. She clenched down on it."Oh, yes. That 's so arch. I love it. I love having my ass played with."

"I enjoyed it, too."

She giggled then we went back to licking each other while I fingered her asshole. I wormed my tongue deep into her pussycat as my finger pumped faster and faster in her. She squirmed to a greater extent and more, clenching on my figure and moaning into my pussy.

The way she shuddered on me made me so excited. The impending paroxysm swelled inside of me. My orgasm. My cum. She tongued my cunny faster and faster. She flicked my button 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 alluvion of her juices squirted out of her pussy and splashed into my typeface. I opened my rima oris, the warm, ornate nectar filling my mouth. Her bowels spasmed about my finger as she bucked and shuddered atop me. I drank down her juices, marveling that she could bring about so much, while I held her.

My excitement mounted as she moaned into my cunny. She squirmed and spasmed on me, grinding her pussy against my lip. Her deluge slowed and then she kept licking me, aegir to turn over me such pleasure.

"Cum for me, Henrietta,"she panted between febrile lap."You gave me such an orgasm. Let me return the favour. force out your juices into my mouth. I love them."

Her tentacles stroked my hinder faster and faster. I loved the feel of them. I groaned, my toes curling as her tongue whipped my cunny to a froth. My climax built in my depths, a howling release to cure my hysterics.

"Oh, Maker, this is baffle,"I panted."Oh, yes. I ... I ..."

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

My trunk spasmed. My pussy clenched. Pleasure burst in the depth so of my cunny. I moaned into her sweet sex as the convulsion filled my eubstance. I came so hard. I bucked and shuddered, the pleasure crashing into my mind and ...

... carried me off into grand darkness.

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

"You are such a beautiful girl,"Merita said, stroking her lover with bridge player and tentacles."I love your breast. So small and cute."She could n't balk leaning down and sucking on a nipple.

Henrietta mewled, floating on the cloud nine of her orgasms. Merita smiled and kissed her lover on the mouth. 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 girl healed. And her starship was broken. And an of import piece had fallen off.

If a human found the marrow first ...

Merita shuddered to think what would happen.

The world grew fainter and fainter as Henrietta came nearer and cheeseparing to consciousness. Merita hugged Henrietta 's dream body and smiled as the universe faded. Merita merged into Henrietta 's mind, occupying a small-scale nook as the girl 's eyes fluttered exposed.

*That 's it, * whispered Merita to her lover and host. *Open your eyes. It 's sanction. Do n't be afraid. I 'm in you. *

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I opened my eyes, obeying Merita 's voice whispering in me.

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

*They 're just alarm. My ship is broken and the information processing system is trying to let me know. *

"OK,"I said."You can read my thoughts ?"

*Of course. I 'm in your intellect. Merita laughed. I 'm with you. Do n't worry. The ship is n't in danger. But it is missing a firearm. We 'll need to come up that. *

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

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

"Those things keeping me live ?"

*Yes. They can ... change thing. mold matter. If a human is exposed to them without a reckoner to direct them ... * Merita shuddered in my mind. *Well, it would be bad. Do you see the board to your right near the seat ? It has three green lights and a flashing ruby one. *

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

effigy flashed through my nous of Merita pressing the green push button in a sealed sequence. *Just do that. Okay. It 'll pull out the electronic scanner. And then we 'll go regain it. *

*What, tonight ? * I asked as I punched in the push button. *It 's night 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 ? schoolhouse ? *

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

*But the core. *

*I 'll see clock time to help you look, sanction ? But not tonight. I 'll get in trouble. Please, I do n't want to get a spanking. * Especially not after hearing some of the teachers would get vantage after a spanking, touching their students inappropriately, curing their hysterics.

Doing what Merita and I had done in the dream.

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

I blushed. She could scan all my thoughts. I did n't like that one bit.

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

I sighed. This was better than end. Probably. *How do I get out of here ? *

Merita flashed instructions through my thoughts. I climbed out and the cold air guessing through me. I was naked. My article of clothing gone, stripped off of me and stored in the ship. Merita showed me how to call back them, and I dressed, my teeth chattering and my feet dancing, as fast as I could. The fog was so thick. It covered everything.

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

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

*Do n't you need to get to the school ? * Merita asked, her voice testy. *If you have fourth dimension to stroke the outside of my ship, maybe you have prison term to go find the burden. It ca n't be too far away. I hope. *

"No, no,"I gasped out loud. I put the electronic scanner into a air hole in my skirt than hurried out of the crater. The flat coat crumbled beneath my feet. I held my skirt up so I did n't trip on them. Then I reached the top and ran, still holding my skirts.

I was surprise I was n't winded when I reached the schooling. The lights of the oil lamps in the windows made the schoolhouse glow in the fog, illuminating it. I followed the illumination and reached the back doorway. I smoothed my annulus, only a footling rosy-cheeked from my travail, and strode inside, my stomach twisting.

I hope I was n't in tro—

"Etta !"

I yelped in shock. The excited articulation of Tabitha greeted me. She jumped to her feet from her can at one of the dining room tables and rushed across the vacate way to me, her red hair bouncing about her shoulder joint. A relieved grinning spread across her freckled boldness. Her weapons system threw around me, hugging me tight.

I could n't help but be aware of the soft feel of her diminished breasts pressing on mine. I blushed to my roots and squirmed in her exuberant embrace.

"I was so concern about you,"she said."Ooh, I tried to pursue, but you were so agile and the fog was so thick. I had no theme where you went. Whatever was wrong ?"

"I ..."So much had happened, I struggled to remember why I had even run out into the night. Discovering that a Lesbian stranger with tentacles had crushed behind our school then possessed my torso was hard enough to deal with."I just ... needed air. You know, a nice evening organic, as my father would put it."

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

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

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

*Diminutive ? *

*People with longer names often get them shortened as pet names or sobriquet, usually used by the great unwashed close to you. admirer, family. *

*Oh. Interesting. *

*I wish she would use my name 's proper diminutive, which his Hettie or Ettie. * I sighed.

"Are you okay, Etta ?"Tabitha cocked her head."You look like you 're concentrating on a mathematical equation. shoal has not started yet. No penury for such fierce 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 girlfriend seized my hired hand and dragged me off behind her. I yelped and hurried after her as we moved through the halls. Then we climbed the stair to the fifth floor, top of the school day. Tabitha was panting when we reached the top and gave me a curious look.

"Did you do pile of callisthenics at your shoemaker's last schooling ?"

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

Our elbow room was small, two seam on either side with a shared nightstand between. An oil lamp set on it, though it was unlit. The only visible light came from the window, dim from the fog. Tabitha struck a peer and lit the lamp adjusting the wick to produce a vivid flame.

*Such primitive applied science. What is it burning ? atomic number 6 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 aware of the feminine strain and the joy it offered. I caught my breathing space as her clitoris worked down, exposing her chemise beneath. She stripped out of her dress, carefully hanging it in the closet on her side of the room. She peeled out of her underskirt and chemise, stripping naked before me.

She was so pale, her peel whiter than mine, with freckle dusting her shoulders and down to her small breasts. firm and rhythm, enceinte than mine, with pink mammilla hardened by the tingle in the room. Her skin pebbled from the cold as my regard slid down to the impassioned Thatch of tomentum between her thighs.

*Ooh, wow, that 's scrumptious, * Merita moaned. *Your yellowness hair—*

*Blonde, * I corrected.

*Your blonde hair is lovely, but that red. So brilliantly. Wow. I 've never seen anything like it. Your race is so favorable to stimulate your strange kitty hair. *

*Pubic hair. * My blush intensified.

*Pubic haircloth, yes. *

A hot itchiness rippled through me. My pussy grew moist as Tabitha knack over, digging into the dresser at the theme of her wardrobe. I stared at her round ass, more ardent pubic whisker peeking out between slender second joint. Her kitty hidden. I wanted to debunk it. To press aside her curls and figure out her. She shifted as she searched then yanked liberate her nightdress. She pulled over her head, her body shift as she worked the linen down her body.

"There,"she said."That 's better. Brr, it 's a little chilly."She turned to face me and blinked."Etta, you got to get nude. And then, I think, I need your help."She flopped onto her bed, her feet sticking out of the bottom of the long night-robe, her pap dimpling the fabric.

"Oh, yes,"I blushed, my finger's breadth heading to the buttons of my blouse.

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

Those commons oculus were on me. They made me tingle more, hysteric edifice in my nethers. The tingles, the wiggle, the aching need to be touched and rubbed until howling paroxysm burst inside me, spreading orgasmic delight.

But we were n't in my psyche. Out here, it would be a genuine sin.

*Sin ? Such a crude concept. It 's just sex. Something that you should n't find any ignominy for enjoying. * Merita let out a purring jape. *I know I felt no shame when we made love. When we gamahuched each former. I like that Word of God. *

I turned away from Tabitha as I slipped my blouse off my shoulders, revealing my camisole. The skirt came off, rustling over my lacy underskirt. I bent down, untie 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 charwoman. I bet all the men want to conjoin you."

"You 're pretty, too,"I answered. flash lamp of her red-furred fork flared in my psyche, obscuring my imagination. Merita caused that.

My cunny itched more. I squirmed. I needed to hold my hysterics cured. Maybe I could do it myself, rub my clit until I orgasmed. I would hold back for Tabitha to fall asleep and then misuse myself in silence.

I stripped off my petticoats and camisole, then quickly fished out a night-robe before Tabitha noticed the juices glistening on my thigh, a certain sign I had hysteric in need of curing. I pulled it on over my brain and dashed to my bed.

"Wait, Etta."

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

"With ... ?"My question died on my lips. I remembered her intimation from earlier, the ones that sent me fleeing into the Nox. She wanted us to"cure"each other 's hysterics. To hire in Lesbian sin.

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

She said it with such pride as I stared at my protagonist, her fingers drawing up the hem of her nightgown, exposing more and more of her legs."Etta, I really need your aid. I 'm so out of sort. All wet and squirmy down there. Can you ... thumb me ? I can help you out once you 've cured me. But I need the fit. So badly. And it 's too late to rouse the nurse. I wo n't be able to sleep. And tomorrow is so very important."

The hem slipped higher. I stood rooted, scared and aroused, wanting to go to her and wanting to flee while my center could n't look away from her pearl wooden leg. More and more of her was revealed. And then her pubic hair ... So burnished against her wan skin, A beacon, drawing me to her.

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

I fell onto my genu onto the hard mattress. My men stroked her thighs, pushing them apart, revealing her fur matted with her excitement, hints of pink peeking through the blushful forest. I breathed in her tart musk, my backtalk salivating.

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

"Etta,"gasped my ally as I buried my typeface hungrily into her cunny and licked.

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

So wet. So hot. So tasty.

Her tangy juice coated my tongue. I shuddered, my pussy aching as I devoured my supporter. My fingers reached down, parting her kitty lips, exposing her crimp and the tissue layer of tegument stretched over her pussy 's incoming. I nuzzled at her hymen, poking my natural language a bit through one of the minuscule yap before I lapped up to her clitoris.

"Etta,"she gasped."Oh, yes, you 've done this before, you naughty girl. On who ? A protagonist from schoolhouse ? One of the maiden in your plate ? Who did you cure ?"

"Merita,"I moaned between licks.

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

"Something like that."My lips sealed on her clit as my fingers stroked her pussy sass. I did n't want to talk more. I should n't have even mentioned her gens, but I was so caught up in my extraordinary 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 alien whispered in my thoughts, encouraging me, savoring the delight. Merita felt it, too. My pussy clenched at the wicked things she whispered in my thoughts.

*That 's it. punch her, dam fornicatress. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes, yes, Devour her cunny. pee her cum. Cure her hysterics with your racy cum. Oh, she tastes so good. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. take heed to her moans. *

*They 're wonderful, * I answered.

"Oh, wow, Etta."Tabitha 's hips humped against my lips."Oh, you 're so fantastic. I 'm so glad you 're my friend."

"Me, too."

I licked my sassing, cleaning them of her juices before diving into her pussycat once more. I nibbled on Tabitha 's flock and licked at her hymen again, my intrude nuzzling into her little clitoris. Eighteen-years-old and I was turning into a gay woman hussy.

My parents would be horrified.

My cunny clenched again. The hysterical need to be caressed increased. If my finger's breadth were n't busy stroking her folds as I licked up to her button, I would finger myself. I sucked on her clitoris again, loving how she gasped and bucked when I did that.

A throaty moan volley from her lip."Oh, yes, Etta. Oh, yes. I can experience it coming. My ... my paroxysms. Yes, yes, curative my hysterics !"

Her voice rose a unscathed octave as she came, releasing a shrill scream. Her succus flooded tangy out of her pussycat. I gulped them down, reveling in the fact I made my friend cum. I gave her lesbian pleasure. And I loved every moment of it.

*Yes, it is so beautiful, Henrietta. Drink her juice. Oh, yes. *

"Etta,"gasped my ally. She arched her back a final examination time."Oh, you wonderful siren."She twined one of my pigtails about her finger."I have to help oneself you out. I have to cure you."

"Yes,"I moaned.

We kissed. It was so rattling. Her lips were so soft. I was on top of her, feeling her wiggle beneath me, her paw pulling up my nightdress. She nibbled on my lower lip as she bared more and More of my legs. Then her hands were caressing me, sending amazing pleasure shooting up to my pussy.

She broke the buss."Roll over. I have to lick you. To use my natural language to give you such sweet relief."

I nodded my head and rolled onto my back. *Oh, we 're going to enjoy this, * Merita purred. *It 's her initiatory clock time. That 's extra. *

*It is, * I agreed.

Tabitha settled between my thighs, her fingers playing with my blond coil."You 're so wet, Etta."

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

"I hope you appreciation as good as I do."Tabitha licked her lips and lowered her head.

Her first tongue swipe was hesitant, unsure. Then she sighed and licked again. And again. Each one was more convinced, surer. Her finger's breadth pulled my pussycat rim apart, her glossa defeat and nuzzling.

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

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

"With a dildo ?"

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

Her tongue pressed into my pickle 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 back as her spit found my clit, sucking, nibbling.

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

Not with my work force or wooden leg. My eyes widened.

Purple tentacles had sprouted from my cunny and wrapped about my Quaker 's fountainhead. Her optic were gaga with fright.

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

To be continued ...