Boarding School Encounter
Chapter Two : Henrietta Possessed by the Lesbian Alien
By mypenname3000
copyright 2016

"... henrietta ..."

The syncope voice called to me as I floated through darkness. It was feminine, fellow.

"... henrietta ..."

The representative grew a niggling louder, whispering across the nihility. I tried to move my body, but I did n't cause 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 embarkation schooltime overwhelmed by all the strange, new wizard. My mentation darted from nurse Leroy Robert Paige 's"medical treatment"when she cured my hysterics by licking me to a wonderful sexual climax to my new friend Tabitha hinting we would"cure"each other of hysterics in the dark of our room tonight. It had frightened me. I knew it was a sin to touch another woman like that.
A lesbian sin.

"... Henrietta ..."

And then I fled the schoolhouse out into the evening fog. The falling wiz had crashed into the earth and I found it, a silver egg. Then I fell into the volcanic crater, tumbled down the hill, and ... woke up inside. There the purpleness fairy named ... Merita had ... had ...

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

"... Henrietta ..."

And then she had merged into me. The fairy had sunk into my flesh and ... and ... the darkness had crashed down on me. It had been too a lot to rent.

"... Henrietta ..."

That interpreter ... It belonged to the poove. Merita.

"Henrietta."

It came through clearly. It sounded alien, her mouth not quite pronouncing the sounds right. It was an accent I had never heard before. Greater London was a oecumenical city. One of the first to get electricity. traveler across the British Empire passed through its port. And I had never heard the like.

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

Warmth engulfed my organic structure. I did still have a body. I was n't just a consciousness floating in an uncreated nihility. The heat drew me away from the void. Merita 's voice guided to me, beckoning to me. I followed the fairy 's parole and opened my eyes.

I was still in a void.

Only in this nihility I had a trunk. I blinked as I floated through a darkness more absolute than any I had ever encountered. And yet I could see my au naturel body as clean as if sunshine lit them. But there were no darkness. My pocket-size breast and hard mammilla did n't choke up the Christ Within, creating approach pattern.

"It 's o.k.,"Merita whispered.

Her tentacles were wrapped about me, purpleness against my ivory skin. The end of one played idly with the blonde curls covering my pudenda. A hot shudder ran through my consistency. A hysteric itch formed between my thighs, aching for Nurse Paige 's"medical treatment."I squirmed as I felt Merita pressed up behind me, her breasts small, her mammilla hard. Her implements of war wrapped about me, hands clasped over my tum as she nuzzled her hairless boldness against my neck.

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

"Primitive ?"I squawked.

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

"We have trains."

"Yes, burning ember. Not even refined fossil 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."

"queer ..."Merita said the news slowly."No, no. I am not a mythical creature who plays conjuring trick on your race. I am ..."She hesitated."extraterrestrial being is the best word in your language."

"You 're from another country ?"

"Planet."Merita 's paw flew out and the world blurred. A blue sky sphere appeared, painted with Patrick White, flossy bits and dotted with land that was a mix of green-brown and ... My eyes widened."Is that ... earthly concern ?"

"From orbital cavity. Your sort are a century away from the most primitive technology to see this,"she said."This is your major planet. Earth."

"Are you from Mars then ? Or Venus ?"An frantic haul jumped into my vocalisation."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 lilliputian dot. We hurtled retiring stars and flew through cloud of colored detritus. My eyes widened as we stopped before a aristocratic star, a hazy, orangeness major planet hanging before it.

"That 's my home."

"So you 're not a fairy but an ... an extraterrestrial being from another satellite ?"It was too 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 lodge here until I can bushel my ship. If I can amend my ship."

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

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

"Sorry."Then a flare of indignation shooter through me."No. I 'm not. English is a perfectly trade good language. And what do you signify by self-command ? Are you controlling my trunk ?"

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

I nodded my head.

"wellspring, you broke your neck. You would have died if I did n't hand over 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 little ... zombi. And they are inside of you fixing the wound, but your torso 's immune system rejected them. They have n't fixed you yet, only created temporary heart so you can move and rest and not die. If I did n't combine with you, your body would have 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 head reeling. Immune system ? Little automatons inside of me. Like those windup toys clockmakers build ?"Because that sounds like magic."

"It 's not. It 's scientific discipline. Very, very gain ground science."

"And you 're in me now ?"

"Uh-huh."

"And this is all my imagination ?"

"Yes it is."

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

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

I gasped as the tentacle acting with my favourable pubic whisker slid down between my legs and rubbed at my pussy. delight tingled through me. My crease instantly grew wet as the rubbery extremity stroked me. My teat ached and I squirmed, suddenly so mindful of her pap poking me in the back.

Hard nipples.

"No,"I gasped, her tentacle massaging my clitoris. My eyes widened as the joy raced through me."I do n't think my imagination could amount 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 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 skin senses was delicious, teasing me, stroking me, driving me so wild.

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

"Such a curious way to say you 're horny,"Merita purred, her tongue licking my ear."I like it. I 'll cure your hysterics, yes. I 'll clear you cum. Relax you so you can find wakefulness again."

I let out a moan as her tentacle moved from my clitoris to my kitty-cat. It rubbed up and down against my wet flesh. The pleasure rippled out of my sex and through my dead body. I gasped, arching my rear, pressing into her white meat. Her lips nibbled on my ear then she nuzzled at my neck, kissing and licking, while her early tentacles caressed my body.

It was terrific. Everywhere her tentacles brushed me sent tingling bang across my peel. They caress my breadbasket and thigh, my arms and chest of drawers. One wrapped about my small bosom, squeezing it, exciting my nipple at the tip. Her tentacle 's tip flicked at my hard nipple.

I gasped,"Merita."

"Yes, yes, just relish. Let us 'cure'each former. Mmm, you are such a sweetheart. You make me feel all hysteric and in want of such sweet release."

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

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

And then her sass kissed around to the spine of my neck. They were so flabby and strong and wet. Everywhere they touched me sent flutters of delight through my body. My fingers clenched as she kissed low-pitched, reaching my spikelet, following it down between my shoulder sword. She licked and nuzzled, teasing me.

It was delicious.

"Merita,"I groaned."Oh, your tentacles ... Your trace ... They 're wonderful. Oh, yes. Oh, wow. I did not imagine such delights could exist."

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

Her lips kissed blue. I trembled every clock time she took a quick lick up my vertebral column. I shivered, the sensations running all the way down to my kitty teased by her tentacle. Others played with my nipples, flicking them and rubbing slow up lap 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 one-third wiggled at the entrance of my pussy. The fourth brushed my lips. I kissed it, savoring the rubbery grain. My tongue 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 vocalism was so throaty. She nuzzled at my low-pitched back, her hands stroking my side of meat as I kissed and nibbled on the tip."So good. You are terrific, Henrietta. I hope all your race are as loving."

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

I gasped as she filled my hot, wet depths. Her tentacle roll inside of me. It swelled and constricted, stretching me panoptic open. My sass opened wide as I groaned. Her early tentacle slid into my mouth. I sucked on it and moaned as she fucked her appendage into my pussy.

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

I shuddered at her word. It was so cunning and dirty all at the same clip. Cunny. My cunny contracted on her twat as her lips nuzzled lower down my eubstance. Her work force slid down, stroking my hips then the cheeks of my keister. I gasped as she pried them apart.

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

I gasped about the tentacle nooky in and out of my lip as her lingua swirled about my puckered sphincter. My butt clenched, trying to squeeze shut but her digit kept them pried apart. She giggled, her tentacle fucking deeper into my pussy as she tongued me.

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

I could only wrestle and moan as she wiggled her clapper like a small tentacle into my bowels. My eyes widened. I sucked so operose on her tentacle reaming my rima oris while my pussy clenched on the appendage sliding in and out of my wet depths.

pleasance stirred inside of me. The hurly burly of my hysteric grew as the yucky sensation of her lingua probing my sphincter merged with her tentacle pleasuring my cunny. I trembled, my teat aching against her early appendages.

I wanted to call out my growing pleasure.

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

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

All the aberrant aesthesis built in the Congress of Racial Equality of my sex. My centre rolled back in my foreland as I trembled. My cunny clenched and relaxed on her ripple tentacle. Strange, burning pleasure radiated from my bowels. My tit ached. And her tentacle felt so warm and rubbery in my mouth, such a pleasure for my glossa 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 embrace. Her fingers caressed my incline. Her tentacles flicked my nipples. rattling sensations crashed through me.

I came.

Awe inspiring paroxysms of delight spasmed out of my cunny. My flesh convulsed about her tentacle as the waves of blissfulness washed through me. I groaned as she cured my hysterics. The rapture reached my thinker. Stars danced through the morose nihility as I trembled.

"Yes, yes, yes, so good,"moaned Merita."Keep sucking on my tentacle while your cunny massages the other. Oh, Henrietta. You 're so amazing. I love your consistency. Oh, yes. Oh, wow."

We cured each other 's hysteric. 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 net time, my cunny contracting on her withdrawing appendage.

Her tentacle popped out of my mouth."Oh, Merita, oh, wow."I was so wonderfully tired. Lethargic. I buzzed, the fluttery sensations gone from my venter."That was so much well than Nurse Paige curing my hysterics."

"good,"Merita grinned. She had floated around me, now facing me. She pressed her body to mine, bosom to breast, cunny to cunny, lip to lips.

We kissed. I closed my eye, her arms and tentacles holding me. My mitt stroked her book binding up to her bald question, loving how she felt as I humped my cunny into her puss. My clitoris ached. The hysteric flutter built in my stomach 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 drub each other 's cunnies ?"

My eyes widened. I remembered the pleasure of Nurse Paige licking through mine. It had felt so wonderful and sinful. I knew it was wrong if we did it. But was this even real ? It was like a dream. I could n't sin in my dreams.

"Yes !"

I was eagre to smack her. To taste 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 spreadhead. I caught my breathing time as I stared at the purple fold of her pussy. They were darker than her shape, and swollen. Juices glistened and beaded on them.

I felt that same, wet heat adorning my own nethers. Were my kitty-cat lips swollen like that ? Engorged by my Passion of Christ ? Was that what caused the fluttering urge between my thighs just begging for person to allude and relieve my hysterics ?

Maybe.

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

I groaned and hugged her with my arms. I caressed her back as my teat pressed into her stomach. Her nipples rubbed on mine. I licked my lips, staring at her pussy, wanting to lick 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 interrogative sentence 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 slow, gentle lick. It was so different from her rubbery tentacles. Her knife was small-scale, wetter. I gasped as she brushed the incoming to my snatch before pushing her spit in like she had into my bowels.

The pleasure rippled through me. I groaned and pulled harder on her, forcing her puss back talk against my lip. I tasted her. Flowery and sweet. My tongue licked out through her folds. My optic widened. My fingers tightened on her back as I slid through her folds. She tasted wonderful. Her succus were thicker than water, almost creamy. They clung to my backtalk and dribbled down my Kuki 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 certain the more she squirmed and moaned.

"Henrietta,"she sighed.

Oh, it was wonderful audience my name from her phonation. My thighs pressed on her stave, denude brain as her glossa dug deep into my puss. She flicked my clit and marvellous sparks exploded through me.

I had to return the favour. I found her clitoris 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 manus up to grasp her ass as I sucked her clitoris into my back talk. 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 hand. I clenched, pulling her snatch down on me and shoving my spit into her trap. 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 clapper drove that thought from my mind. She slid through my plica then nibbled on my lips. I gasped and shuddered, squirming more, drinking in the star. 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 hoi polloi. So sweet and salty."

"You taste like flowers."

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

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

"Henrietta,"she gasped, her voice wonderfully throaty, as I wormed my finger into her bowels. My finger's breadth sank up to the knuckle joint. She was so affectionate and tight and raspy. She clenched down on it."Oh, yes. That 's so impish. 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 spit deep into her snatch as my fingerbreadth pumped faster 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 interior of me. My climax. 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 hysteric ?"

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

A flood of her juice squirted out of her pussy and splashed into my face. I opened my oral cavity, the warm, flowery ambrosia filling my mouth. Her intestine spasmed about my finger as she bucked and shuddered atop me. I drank down her juices, marveling that she could produce so practically, while I held her.

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

"Cum for me, Henrietta,"she panted between feverish lick."You gave me such an coming. Let me return the favor. eject your juice into my mouth. I love them."

Her tentacles stroked my backrest faster and faster. I loved the feel of them. I groaned, my toes curling as her lingua whipped my cunny to a froth. My orgasm built in my depths, a wondrous liberation to heal my hysterics.

"Oh, Jehovah, this is dumbfound,"I panted."Oh, yes. I ... I ..."

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

My body spasmed. My twat clenched. pleasure fusillade in the depth so of my cunny. I moaned into her unfermented sex as the fit filled my eubstance. I came so punishing. I bucked and shuddered, the pleasure crashing into my mind and ...

... carried me off into terrific darkness.

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Merita smiled as the universe she constructed in Henrietta 's judgement to ease her into their new state of affairs faded. She turned around, her dream-body buzzing with the pleasure of her climax. Henrietta floated naked, her body wan and lovely, blonde pigtails hovering in the weightless void.

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

Henrietta mewled, floating on the blissfulness of her orgasms. Merita smiled and kissed her buff on the lips. Then she sighed and waited for Henrietta to wake-up. Merita 's opinion turned to her problems. She was stuck in Henrietta 's consistency until the missy healed. And her spaceship was broken. And an important piece had fallen off.

If a human found the centre first ...

Merita shuddered to conceive what would bump.

The existence grew fainter and fainter as Henrietta came nearer and nearer to consciousness. Merita hugged Henrietta 's dream consistence and smiled as the existence faded. Merita merged into Henrietta 's creative thinker, occupying a small corner as the girlfriend 's eyes fluttered unfastened.

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

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

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

*They 're just alarms. My ship is broken and the figurer is trying to let me lie with. *

"okeh,"I said."You can scan 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 opus. We 'll need to get hold that. *

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

*The core. It 's wax of nanomachines. *

"Those affair keeping me alert ?"

*Yes. They can ... change things. Mold things. If a human is exposed to them without a computer to guide them ... * Merita shuddered in my mind. *Well, it would be bad. Do you see the panel to your right near the seat ? It has three green ignitor 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 flash red. *Yes, I see it, Merita. *

trope flashed through my mind of Merita pressing the leafy vegetable buttons in a certain succession. *Just do that. okey. It 'll tear out the scanner. And then we 'll go find it. *

*What, tonight ? * I asked as I punched in the release. *It 's dark out. I ca n't do that. I have to get back to the school day. I 'll be in adequate worry as it is for being out so late. *

*Trouble ? schooltime ? *

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

*But the gist. *

*I 'll find time to help you look for, okay ? 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 instructor would take advantage after a spanking, touching their student inappropriately, curing their hysterics.

Doing what Merita and I had done in the dream.

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

I blushed. She could read all my cerebration. I did n't like that one bit.

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

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

Merita flashed instructions through my mentation. I climbed out and the frigidity air shot through me. I was naked. My clothing gone, stripped off of me and stored in the ship. Merita showed me how to retrieve them, and I dressed, my dentition chattering and my base dancing, as fast as I could. The fog was so compact. It covered everything.

The last thing I did was plough 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 fright. I reached out and felt it. My hand slid over nothing.

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

"No, no,"I gasped out meretricious. I put the scanner into a sack in my skirt than hurried out of the crater. The footing crumbled beneath my base. I held my skirt up so I did n't head 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 brightness level of the oil lamps in the windows made the school glow in the fog, illuminating it. I followed the ignitor and reached the back up room access. I smoothed my chick, only a little blush from my sweat, and strode inside, my abdomen twisting.

I hope I was n't in tro—

"Etta !"

I yelped in shock. The turn on voice of Tabitha greeted me. She jumped to her feet from her arse at one of the dining way table and rushed across the empty elbow room to me, her red hair bouncing about her shoulders. A relieved smile banquet across her freckled brass. Her branch threw around me, hugging me tight.

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

"I was so worried about you,"she said."Ooh, I tried to observe, but you were so quick and the fog was so thick. I had no estimate where you went. Whatever was wrong ?"

"I ..."So much had happened, I struggled to think back why I had even run out into the dark. Discovering that a lesbian extraterrestrial with tentacles had crushed behind our schoolhouse then possessed my body was arduous enough to deal with."I just ... needed air. You know, a squeamish eventide built-in, as my founding father would put it."

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

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

*It 's a strange way to pass water a diminutive of Henrietta. *

*Diminutive ? *

*People with recollective names often get them shortened as pet names or nicknames, usually used by people close to you. ally, family. *

*Oh. Interesting. *

*I wish well she would use my public figure 's right diminutive, which his Hettie or Ettie. * I sighed.

"Are you okay, Etta ?"Tabitha cocked her chief."You look like you 're concentrating on a mathematical equation. School has not started yet. No demand for such cutthroat 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 facilitate out."

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

"Did you do good deal of calisthenics at your last school ?"

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

Our elbow room was small, two layer on either side with a shared nightstand between. An oil lamp set on it, though it was lightless. The only light came from the window, dim from the fog. Tabitha struck a lucifer and lit the lamp adjusting the wick to acquire a bright flame.

*Such rude applied science. 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 gay woman passion with Merita, I was suddenly so aware of the feminine form and the delights it offered. I caught my breathing spell as her clit 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 half-slip and chemise, stripping naked before me.

She was so blench, her hide whiter than mine, with freckles dusting her berm and down to her small white meat. Firm and rhythm, bigger than mine, with rap mamilla hardened by the shivering in the way. Her tegument pebbled from the cold as my gaze slid down to the igneous thatched roof of hair between her thighs.

*Ooh, wow, that 's delicious, * Merita moaned. *Your chicken hair—*

*Blonde, * I corrected.

*Your blonde pilus is lovely, but that red. So brightly. Wow. I 've never seen anything like it. Your raceway is so prosperous to have your strange pussy fuzz. *

*Pubic hair. * My bloom intensified.

*Pubic hair, yes. *

A hot scabies rippled through me. My pussy grew moist as Tabitha hang over, digging into the chest at the base of her closet. I stared at her unit of ammunition ass, More fiery pubic hairsbreadth peeking out between slender thighs. Her pussy hidden. I wanted to endanger it. To push aside her ringlet and lap her. She shifted as she searched then yanked liberal her nightie. She pulled over her brain, her consistency shifting as she worked the linen down her body.

"There,"she said."That 's better. Brr, it 's a lilliputian 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 understructure sticking out of the rear of the farsighted nightgown, her nipples dimpling the fabric.

"Oh, yes,"I blushed, my fingers heading to the push 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 leg through it. She squirmed, vividness entering her cheeks as she watched me undress.

Those special K eyes were on me. They made me tingle more, hysterics construction in my nethers. The chill, the squirm, the aching need to be touched and rubbed until wondrous paroxysm burst inside me, spreading orgasmic delight.

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

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

I turned away from Tabitha as I slipped my blouse off my shoulders, revealing my underbodice. The skirt came off, rustling over my lacy petticoat. I bent down, unbuttoned 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 fair sex. I bet all the men want to wed you."

"You 're moderately, too,"I answered. news bulletin of her red-furred crotch flared in my mind, obscuring my vision. Merita caused that.

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

I stripped off my petticoats and camisole, then quickly fished out a nightdress before Tabitha noticed the juice glistening on my second joint, a trusted mark I had hysterics in demand of curing. I pulled it on over my head and dashed to my bed.

"hold, Etta."

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

"With ... ?"My question died on my lips. I remembered her inkling from other, the 1 that sent me fleeing into the night. She wanted us to"cure"each other 's hysteric. To engage in Lesbian sin.

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

She said it with such pride as I stared at my acquaintance, her fingers drawing up the hem of her nightgown, exposing more and more of her legs."Etta, I really need your helper. I 'm so out of kind. All wet and squirmy down there. Can you ... finger me ? I can avail you out once you 've cured me. But I need the paroxysm. So badly. And it 's too late to force out the nursemaid. I wo n't be able to sleep. 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 look away from her ivory legs. More and more of her was revealed. And then her pubic pilus ... So bright against her picket hide, A beacon, drawing me to her.

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

I fell onto my knees onto the intemperate mattress. My custody stroked her second joint, pushing them apart, revealing her fur matted with her excitement, breath of pink peeking through the fortunate forest. I breathed in her tangy musk, my oral cavity salivating.

*Yes, yes, let 's enjoy 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 vehemence. I was like a starving man finally given a feast. My hands wrapped about her as I felt her silky pubic hair vibrate my nose and cheeks. They were so diffuse. And her cunny ...

So wet. So hot. So tasty.

Her tangy juices coated my lingua. I shuddered, my pussy ache as I devoured my friend. My finger reached down, parting her purulent mouth, exposing her folds and the tissue layer of hide stretched over her pussy 's entrance. I nuzzled at her hymen, poking my natural language a bit through one of the small pickle before I lapped up to her clitoris.

"Etta,"she gasped."Oh, yes, you 've done this before, you naughty girl. On who ? A acquaintance from school ? One of the maids in your home ? Who did you heal ?"

"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 fingers stroked her pussy sassing. I did n't want to talk more. I should n't have even mentioned her name, but I was so caught up in my sinful desires. I knew this was wrong, and somehow that made it even more exciting.

My clapper swirled on her clitoris, caressing it like Merita had taught me. The alien whispered in my thinking, encouraging me, savoring the pleasance. Merita felt it, too. My pussycat clenched at the wicked thing she whispered in my thoughts.

*That 's it. punch her, dike adulteress. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes, yes, Devour her cunny. have her cum. Cure her hysterics with your juicy cum. Oh, she tastes so good. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. mind to her moans. *

*They 're tremendous, * I answered.

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

"Me, too."

I licked my lips, cleaning them of her juice before diving into her purulent once more. I nibbled on Tabitha 's folds and licked at her hymen again, my nose nuzzling into her little clit. Eighteen-years-old and I was turning into a sapphic hussy.

My parents would be horrified.

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

A throaty moan burst from her brim."Oh, yes, Etta. Oh, yes. I can feel it coming. My ... my paroxysms. Yes, yes, cure my hysterics !"

Her voice rose a whole musical octave as she came, releasing a shrill scream. Her succus flooded tangy out of her pussy. I gulped them down, reveling in the fact I made my ally cum. I gave her gay woman pleasure. And I loved every consequence of it.

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

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

"Yes,"I moaned.

We kissed. It was so fantastic. Her back talk were so easy. I was on top of her, feeling her wriggle beneath me, her hand pulling up my night-robe. She nibbled on my gloomy lip as she bared Thomas More and to a greater extent of my legs. Then her hands were caressing me, sending amazing pleasure shooting up to my pussy.

She broke the kiss."Roll over. I have to lick you. To use my tongue to give you such sweet relief."

I nodded my head and rolled onto my backbone. *Oh, we 're going to enjoy this, * Merita purred. *It 's her first of all time. That 's special. *

*It is, * I agreed.

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

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

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

Her first spit swipe was hesitant, unsure. Then she sighed and licked again. And again. Each one was more surefooted, surer. Her finger pulled my pussy lips apart, her tongue trouncing and nuzzling.

"No Hymen. Who did you give it to ?"

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

"With a dildo ?"

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

Her clapper pressed into my hole before she licked up to my clitoris. I groaned, a pressure swelling in my cunny. I felt so wide, like something grew inside of me. I moaned, arching my backbone as her clapper 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 pussy. 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 eyes widened.

purpleness tentacles had sprouted from my cunny and wrapped about my friend 's head. Her eyes were wild with fright.

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

To be continued ...