Boarding School encounter
Chapter Seven : Henrietta 's pussycat Tentacles Molests Her course of instruction
By mypenname3000
copyright 2016

"Answer me, Miss Henrietta,"panted my Latin instructor, Miss Erma. She stepped back from the desk. I lay stretched over it, my ass burning from the spanking she gave me, my small breasts rubbing naked into the desk. Why does she have got tentacles ? I heard her sentiment echo in my head, one of my new tycoon since I met Merita, the sapphic outlander. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new friend and lover Tabitha. We both were latterly arriving to missy Erma 's class. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing nitty-gritty to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were small automatons like the unity inside my body repairing mys pine—had escaped, eating the Congress of Racial Equality in the process.

Merita feared they had encountered a man and were causing all sorting of problems.

And I wanted to help her, I did, but I had problems of my own. While missy Erma spanked Tabitha and me, she excited us. There was something so erotic about her hand smacking over and over on my arse, the brassy crevice, the passion reaching into my slit and making me shudder with cloud nine. It was ecstatic. Amazing.

And that excitement made my slit tentacles squirm. I tried to master myself while the grade masturbated, watching our discipline. She spanked us until we had our orgasms. Tabitha came first, gasping and moaning. I tried to crusade it, but Miss Erma was so insistent that I also achieve my release.

She made me cum. And I lost all command over my pussy tentacles.

Since the extraterrestrial being merged with me, I gained the tentacles and something Merita called telepathy. Now I had four squirming, writhing, and sensitive tentacles, as purpleness as Merita, in my cunny. They burst out of my pussy, eager to touch and fondle a fair sex, to drive her wild with passion.

Before the masturbating course of study, I fucked fille Erma with my tentacles, looking control of them when I climaxed. I plunged them in and out of her holes, ripping her frock off in the outgrowth. She gasped and moaned, my outgrowth reaming her asshole and twat while the other eighteen-year-old students watched wide-eyed. Before, only peony and Tabitha knew my secret.

Now they all knew.

What would they do ? Would they think I was a junky ? Something that belonged in a travelling menagerie and not in a schooling for educating untried womanhood. Yes, the school had liberal insurance policy on sapphic delights, encouraging faculty and students to research each other 's body, to salvage each other 's hysterics.

To puddle make out to each other in the most arch of manner.

But this ? I could hear the shock in missy Erma 's representative as she stared at my twat, trying to tell apart my tentacles. I did n't know what to do. aid me, Merita, I plead to the phonation that occupied my intellect. What can I say ?

I do n't be intimate, Merita answered, her voice sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the core meant the theory of being stranded on my planet. As a great deal as she loved me and was glad she met, my world was so primitive. She talked about things I could n't even see, 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 London or any other bombastic city. We were lucky it had a railroad and a telegraph postal service in the nearby town.

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

"Wonderful things,"Tabitha sighed. My redhead acquaintance rolled over onto her back, her round tits pillowing into two freckled hummock."Were n't they, young lady Erma ? You loved them. You had such a release. Etta really cured the hysterics stirred by spanking our bums."

"Yes, she did,"fille Erma admitted. She patted her tomentum gathered in a wicked bun. It was still severe, held in place by respective hairpins, but more than a few locks had escaped as she thrashed."I can not traverse that. But her ... tentacles are ... unusual."

I bit my lip."I am sad, Miss Erma,"I said, a shiver running through my consistence."I ... I ..."rip fell down my cheeks."I tried to preserve them under c-control. B-but when y-you made m-m-me org-gasm, they c-came out."

weeping fell hot down my brass. My voice choked up. I covered my face with my hands, feeling all the heart on me, my red butt, and my pussy. The class all had to be staring at my cunny, trying to see the tentacles.

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

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

I tried to keep on speaking, but the tears came faster. Tabitha put a comforting hand on my shoulder as I squirmed on the desk. They would lock me up. send out me to one of those Sanitariums. There was one near my home. So iniquity and foreboding. You could take heed the people inside screaming.

Then misfire Erma grasped me with gentle fingers and pulled me onto my feet. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled flush, giving her a few to a greater extent inches of height. My boldness pressed into her ample titty. It was such a consolatory gesture as her hired hand stroked my back.

"There, there. It 's okay. I did n't mean to frighten you. I was just ... shocked. I have never seen anything like that in my life history. 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 girls ?"

"Right, young woman Erma,"the girls chorused.

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

"They do appear ... fun,"Kayleigh said, a curvy girl with strawberry-blonde curls.

"Yes,"nodded a raven-haired, pale-faced female child with wide, patrician heart. I did n't cognise her name. She licked at her gluey finger, her gray-haired skirts clearly hiked over her knees.

"Where do they arrive from ?"another girl asked, an eager smile on her face.

"Can anyone spring up them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

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

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

"Did a Rommany torment you ?"another girl asked."Or was it a fag ?"

"The gentle folk do bear a sense of humor,"nodded Kayleigh."I bet one of them did that."

I froze, squirming. I thought Merita was a fagot when I first met her. That she had taken me inside her ash gray egg as persona of her roguishness. That sounds like a nifty narrative to tell, Merita said, her phonation slightly more involved. Not so gloomy. Tell them that.

"Yes."I swallowed."terminal night, I went for a walk of life in the fog."

Tabitha nodded her caput in support.

"And while I was walking, a shooting asterisk fell. It burned so brilliant and so hot, so I went to detect it."That component 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 cycle breast. Her pap was hard, rubbing on my impudence."It hatched and out came a fairy."

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

"Even on her oral sex ?"the raven-haired girl asked.

"Yes. She did n't even have eyebrows. And her breasts were unit of ammunition and her nipples were even sour purple. She was so beautiful. Enchanting, even."

I was ? Merita asked.

You were. You were gorgeous. As fright 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 rattling bliss. Ecstasy."

"Wow,"peony said.

All the girls nodded their head. Since attending school, the had all discovered the joyousness charwoman could share with each other. They squirmed on the desk, various still rubbing their cunnies, bore to have their outset sexual climax or a second.

"That does sound amazing,"Miss Erma said, still stroking my dorsum. A shudder rushed down to my pussy.

Heat blossomed and the tentacles writhed inside.

"Her tentacles pumped in and out of me,"I continued, loving the feel of Miss Erma 's naked body against mine. Her nipple was right by my back talk. I could lick her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my release, that wonderful moment of bubbling paroxysms, she merged with me."

"What ?"fille Erma asked. Merged ? With a fairy ? How remarkable.

"She 's inside me now. We 're one someone. And the tentacles are her gift. Now I get to play with them. I get the joy of stroking a charwoman and plunging my appendages in and out of her cunny. To sweep up the wonderful feel of sleek anatomy caressing me."

I shuddered."It is such a grand feeling. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysterics, miss Erma. I had my acquittance, too."

"I heard, you wicked girl."The one-time woman shuddered."So you are possessed by a pansy. 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 drop off to history, not recorded down and were lost as the Christians stamped out the local infidel beliefs."

"Quite right you are,"she nodded."wellspring, class, this is a remarkable go of events."

She broke away from me, stepping back, her consistence flushed as her heeled flush clicked on the storey. She stared down at the shattered remains of her apparel clinging about her hips, a frown appearing. She bent down, grasping a torn scrap of fabric belonging to her undergarments.

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

"Well, in light of the expiation your tentacles gave me, I am more than nice enough to forgive you."She smiled, licking her lips."I think all of us can tally that we experienced such delight today."

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

The former girls in the classroom nodded, their center all staring at me. It made me sense so self-conscious. My attire was folded on the desk. I wanted to get out it on. A shiver ran through me. And a pang of excitement increasing the heat. The tentacles writhed more, caressing the walls of my pussy.

The black-haired little girl gasped."Her mole just moved. Was that your tentacles, Henrietta ?"

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

"Christine,"she answered, blue optic wide.

"Yes,"I nodded."Between everyone looking at me and embracing Miss Erma 's nude body has made me more than a petty hysterical. And they do get active agent when I feel those flutters."

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

"fille Erma,"Christine said, her eye bore,"may we have got another demonstration of her tentacles ? I think we would all be so grateful if we could see them. detect them. They are a remarkable discovery."

"Hmm,"Miss Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her stage. Her magnanimous white meat jiggled, her pap so intemperate and inviting."I think that is a good way to spend class. I rather doubt any of you girls are in the United States Department of State of mind to learn Latin today. And I, for one, and far too aroused to require to teach it right now.

"You may go ahead with a demonstration, girl Henrietta."

"Thank you,"I smiled.

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

I 'm glad you 're feeling better.

She sighed. Well, wallowing in self-pity is n't going to serve with my billet. We just have to witness those nanites before they cause too many job. Besides, it is not dire here. I have pleasant fellowship. I rather like being bonded with you.

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

Such a marvellous female child. I felt her emotions beating with erotic love.

I smiled.

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

"Are you okay ?"paeony 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 sexy when she 's dreamy, especially the way she wiggles her pelvic arch. I could stare at her buttocks all day. No wonder men love watching charwoman walk.

My smile grew as I read Tabitha 's sentiment. I sensed hers more than others, probably because I felt so snug to her.

"So, this is how you get her pussy tentacles out,"Tabitha said."It 's really not hard. You just have to pester her."Tabitha lips kissed at my cervix. With my blonde hair in two pigtails, it was comfortable for her to do.

I moaned, the flabby touch of her sassing sending wonderful pleasance rippling down my body. I undulated my hips, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of joy, her fingers tracing slowly circles around my venter while I felt her strong nipples against my cover and her fervent pile of pubic hair tickling the face of my bottom.

"Then we just slid one deal up and the other down,"Tabitha purred.

I groaned as her fingerbreadth trailed across my body. One came up and brushed the bottom of my right breast while the other stroked down. My pussy clenched and my tentacles wave inside of me, caressing my sensitive cunny walls. Her finger reached my golden down and stroked through it, curling fine hairs about her digit. She kissed me again, her pinch still teasing me. Juices wept down my thigh as one finger's breadth went in high spirits, the former lower.

I gasped as she brushed the edge of my areola, swirling across the pinko patch for my nipple. Her other finger moved depleted and lower, reaching between my thighs and stroking past my cunny 's slit. I trembled in her embrace as her finger spiraled into my nipple, caressing it.

"Look at how she trembles and moans,"Tabitha purred.

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

I excited them.

"Tabitha,"I moaned as she stroked her fingerbreadth up my puss, pushing between my plump vulva to caress my inner delight. She brushed my clitoris, the pleasure shooting to my sensitive tentacles. They reached for the entrance of my pussy.

"Mmm, I love it when you moan my epithet, Etta."She stroked my button faster."She really loves it when you do this. It really makes her go wild."

"I see,"Christine said, licking her lips, her gloomy eyes focused on Tabitha 's finger dancing around my clitoris."I have discovered that place to be quite ... stimulating myself."

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

I moaned, arching my cervix. Tabitha pinched my nipple, adding more trembling delight to my physical structure. My tentacles pressed out the entrance of my pussy. little girl gasped, spotting the four purple appendages as they wiggled out, dripping with my juices.

"That is astounding,"Christine said.

"They are coming out of her."

"expression at how farseeing they are."

"And they 're dripping with her pick. I bet they must savour remarkable."

"Yes, yes, yes,"peony moaned, her face contorting as she came on her finger, her desk rocking.

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

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

Christine reached out with a hesitating hand. She brushed my tentacle, which sent a fantastic shiver through me. I groaned as her finger stroked me, gathering my cunny juice glistening like dew on the imperial outgrowth. She brought her fingerbreadth to her mouth, sucked on it.

"Mmm, you taste sweet,"she said, a blush on her cheeks."I ca n't believe this school day. 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 schoolmate."It 's all so intoxicating to do these naughty acts."

She nodded her read/write head and touched my tentacle again. She stroked her fingers up and push down it as I shivered. My pussy clenched about my tentacles, the other three wiggling and writhing as her soft touch stirred delectable thrill down the appendage.

"You shiver when I touch you."Christine licked her backtalk."What 's it feel like ?"

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

"They 're that tender ?"another missy asked, her eyes wide.

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

"And subscribe their virginal membrane ?"peony asked.

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

Christmas ? asked Merita.

Just a vacation. Where we—

My cerebration were scattered by Christine 's lingua licking at the tip of my outgrowth. She circled it, gathering the juice beading on my royal tentacle, her blue air eyes flashing up to mine. colouration burned even brighter in her pale cheeks 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-eyed and sucked on it. I groaned, my back arching and my small-scale titty jiggling before me. The desks creaked as the girlfriend squirm.

"It 's like she 's sucking on a prick,"one young woman 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 brunet sitting beside Christine suddenly seized a second tentacle, both her hands wrapped about it, stroking up and down the ruffle length as she opened her rima oris wide of the mark. I pressed my tentacle past her lips, savoring her warm, sucking mouth.

I shuddered as two missy sucked my tentacles. Christine 's tongue danced while the brunette 's cheeks hollowed. She sucked so firmly, loving my tentacle while her hands pumped up and down my distance for as far as she could gain, her fists gliding along thanks to my cunny juices.

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

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

"What 's it feel like ?"

"Like someone is sucking on my tentacles,"I gasped."respectable than having my mamilla 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 time, both her hands cupped my breasts as she nibbled on my shoulder. My small tits were the perfect size for her to cup. Her fingers swiped across my mounds and brushed my firmly pap. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

Juices dripped down my thighs. I squirmed, my two free tentacles writhing. I arched my cervix as Christine and the brunette sucked hard on my tentacles. They worshiped them. My stomach fluttered as the joy built.

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

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

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was easy to control them both. I reached out beneath Christine 's and the brunet 's desk and brushed the bottoms of their wench. The girls sitting behind them craned their necks forward, huge grin 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 lover 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, idea Christine. To lose my virginal membrane to her fairy tentacles. This is flummox. So hot.

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

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

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

I was so close to cumming.

I stroked up both girl 's thigh. I wrapped my tentacle around Christine 's leg since I stood closer to her. I savored the feel of her silken second joint as the tip of my tentacle reached both girls'cunnies. Their curly pubic hair's-breadth massaged the end of my tentacles. It was such a wicked delight.

I came.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I gasped suddenly."Oh, that 's so amazing. sucking my tentacles. And then I 'm going to have sex your cunnies so hard."

"She 's had her button,"paeony groaned."feel at her."

The sparkling pleasance bubbled through me as both my tentacles pressed against their pussies. I slipped into the brunette without any movement, her hymen already pricked. Her hot, tight cunny engulfed my cock. She moaned and spasmed. The tight tone of her kitty caressing my tentacle sent another outburst of paroxysms through me.

I trembled in Tabitha 's arm as the brunette thought, She 's fucking me with her tentacle. Oh, Almighty, this is so faulty. So wonderfully wrong.

As she sucked harder on my tentacle and squirmed as my other fucked her cunny, my third tentacle pressed on the entrance of Christine 's Virgo pussy. I know I promised the Headmistress not to roll any Sir Thomas More cherries.

But I could n't assist it. Not when Christine moaned in my mind, Yes, yes, take my virginal membrane. I need it in me.

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

And snapped.

I 'm a fair sex now, Christine screamed in my sentiment as my tentacle penetrated into the hot depths of her virgin grab. I shuddered in Tabitha 's embracing, moaning again as I fucked both girls 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."

"Love you,"I answered as I shuddered, more orgasm bursting out of my pussy. The joy radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, tight embraces 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 sour and yummy.

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

"Ooh, you 're reading my brain again,"she giggled."I will. I have such a lecher for your pretty bum."

Tabitha, and her howling breast, slid down my back as my four tentacles writhed in promised land. They fucked in and out of Christine 's and the brunette 's close, slick cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety pressure of their flesh on mine. Tabitha 's natural language ran down my pricker. I groaned, loving how wicked it felt as she traced lower and lower.

And then her hands reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a gasp of pain from my sass, reminding me of Miss Erma 's marvelous mitt falling over and over on my prat. I squirmed, my eyes fluttering. whine of delight flare-up from my backtalk. I trembled. My eyes fluttered. Such wonderful, delicious pleasure.

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

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

That was courteous, I agreed as Tabitha 's tongue licked lower and depress through my crack, nearing my dirty sphincter.

"Oh, yes,"I gasped as my friend rimmed her tongue around my puckered opening.

It felt so blue to feel her lingua circle it. Trembles shook my body and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two girls'cunnies, my body shaking. The shudders popped my appendage out of Christine 's mouth.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes,"she gasped, her body quaking as my free tentacle writhed in the air."So beneficial. She 's wiggled her tentacle so rich in my puss. This is baffle. So much full than rubbing at the outside."

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

"It so is,"peony nodded, her dame bunched around her waistline, her stocking-clad legs spread head full. I could see her fingers pumping in and out of her cunny.

"You have a tentacle free,"gasped a cinnamon-haired beauty whose name, I think, was Leonora.
She ripped her finger from her slit and flit froward, her oxford-grey skirts swishing about her thigh, component part of her hem stuck on her petticoats, showing the snowy garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her skirts and half-slip, revealing a bright-red bush just like Tabitha's.

"roll in the hay me,"Leanora moaned.

"Do it,"Tabitha moaned between punch of my asshole.

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

My centre widened. My tentacles were buried in three unlike cunnies, and they all felt different. Warm, wet, and silky, yes, but they were tighter in different places. I panted, ramming my tentacle deep into Leanora 's slit as the girl stumbled forward, her embarrassing fingers grasping my shoulders.

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

"Yes,"groaned Christine, her headland lolled back."Oh, sugariness Jehovah. I ... I ..."

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

The brunette 's hands clenched on my tentacle. I turned my head. Her case contorted with joy she convulsed. Her cunt spasmed about my tentacles, shooting sweet delight down my extremity to my puss. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my sphincter muscle ached as Tabitha probed her tongue into my bowels, her fingers digging into my ass.

So many stimulant. It was all so much.

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

I beamed as I savored all the unholy 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 cloud nine to my pussy. The brunette 's cunny spasmed a final examination meter, and then she slumped out of her desk to the floor, eyes fluttering as she gasped for breath.

"So good,"she groaned.

"Free tentacles,"squealed the girls.

It was a rushing to get to me as I pulled my appendage out of the brunet 's spasming kitty-cat. Juices dripped from it as the girls surrounded us. Another blonde, her hair in curl, reached me first, seizing the tentacle fresh from the brunette 's cunny."Please, please, me next."

She shoved the tentacle down with one hand, the early frantically yanking up her greyness doll. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped little girl with huge, leafy vegetable eyes reached the fourth tentacle, her doll already hiked up, those eyes begging to be fucked.

"Yes,"I groaned, my head spinning as I thrust my tentacles into the two new pussycat. They engulfed my appendage in hot, tight, womanly delight.

four-spot pussies, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's work force tightened on my shoulders as her face twisted with passion. She leaned over and kissed me voiceless on the backtalk as her hip writhed, her purulent clenching on my appendage. The saucy-lipped girl moaned, her mouth opened full as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my asshole harder and harder, the pleasure bursting through me.

I came again.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned, breaking the osculation with Leonora, my voice echoing through the way."It 's soooo good. Four cunnies on my tentacles."

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

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

Cumming, Christine 's thinking gasped the garish in my mind as her mouth sang out wordless bliss for the entire school day to hear.

As my tentacle pulsed in her cunny, her anatomy spasmed about my outgrowth. I swayed, my mind exploding with so many sensations. Stars danced around my headspring. The elbow room swam. Tabitha 's hired hand clenched on my ass, the painfulness the only thing keeping the delight from carrying me aloft.

It was wondrous. Wicked. I needed more. I wanted to keep cumming.

"Me next,"someone moaned as I pulled my tentacle out of Christine 's pussy.

A new cunny to fuck. I rammed my tentacle into the girl, not even knowing who it was. I did n't care whose puss I reamed. I just had to pleasure these naughty daughter. Leonora 's cinnamon hair swept across my breasts. Her brim latched onto my teat. She sucked on my nub.

One Thomas More sentience swirling through me.

Etta 's ass taste so good, thought Tabitha.

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

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

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

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

The room reeked of hot slit. A wonderful, passionate scent. Girls'hands touched me, stroked me. soul else nibbled on my second nipple. A manus caressed my unloosen tentacle, guiding it to another cunny. A girl moaned as I penetrated her.

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

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the entire time.

I lost racecourse of my orgasms. I was so dizzy. The moans of girls serenaded me. I caught glance of nude, girlish flesh pressed together. cuddling, trouncing, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own fashion to entertain themselves.

young woman Erma was in the midriff, holding Leonora and Peony to her breasts while the brunette tongued her pussy. She had a look of toothsome joy on her boldness as I fucked and writhed and came so tough. It was an orgy of passion.

When it was over, I sank into a desk chair. The room spun around me. Girls panted all over the way, their faces red and flushed. They had such huge smiles on their mouth. 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 gamy it was to taste it on her mouth. Today was such a wonderful day.

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

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

We have to get back to my ship. Perhaps the figurer has melodic theme. But I fear the nanites have infected a local. And ...

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

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

Mole ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of petite particles divided into factor based on their opus. These elements bond together. Like atomic number 26 or gold or atomic number 6 or oxygen. These are elements. And when they bond together, they form molecules. You breathe a combination of throttle. The most prominent is made of a pair of atomic number 7 speck. The next most is made of two O speck, which your eubstance severance down to fuel your metabolism, and in the cognitive process you exhale a gas made out of a carbon paper particle and two Oxygen corpuscle as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your body is made up of more molecules, mostly Carbon and atomic number 1, with Ca, Potassium, Iron, and other constituent. The nanites can change these molecules. It is how they 're replacing the atomic number 20 in your spine and repairing the nerves severed in your body. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do other things.

Sounds scary. Okay, we 'll abstract out after dinner. Only one more class to go. Philosophy taught by Miss Marilynn.

okeh, Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The words whispered through the nous of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their minds were connected through the alloy tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's pussy, connected to Daisy and Geneve, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to get more connections. The voice needed more.

The four did n't oppugn it. Their thought process ran from one to the early, mixing, sharing, thinking. They had to happen the ship. They had to be complete again. But they had no theme where the ship was or how to get to themselves whole.

So they would connect.

They strode the hall of Kensington embarkment shoal. Marilynn knew she was a instructor here, Daisy a maid, and Hollands and Emaleine were pupil. There were more girls and cleaning woman to get in touch to here. The third tentacle sprouted from her puss undulated beneath her chick, eagre to connect.

... connect ...

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

Loud footsteps thudded behind them, heeled thrill ringing on the rock of the edifice. individual walked with a refreshing stride, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, excitement throbbing through their pussies. connection was such a bliss. It was marvelous to link up with another woman, to slew their metal tentacles into her cunny and feel the electric, orgasmic joy burst in their depths.

Headmistress Edna Neville strode down the hall in a dark-red apparel, her back straight, her beautiful, mature brass hardening as she sighted the four. Marilynn 's tentacle writhed in unison with her three companion. The headmistress marched forward, her hair pulled back into a tight, black bun. It would have intimidated any of the connected four before their union.

But now they were to a greater extent. They were changed.

"Marilynn Gully, where have you been all day ?"demanded the headmistress as she stopped before the four."You came with impressive testimonial. They all described you as punctual and good, not a char that misses almost her entire starting time day of teaching."The headmistress 's optic flicked down, drinking in the grass-stained, rumpled nature of Marilynn 's putting green dress."What have you been up to ?"

"Searching for women,"Marilynn answered, the other three fighting not to speak with her.

"Searching ... for fair sex ?"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 intimate pleasance we allow the staff and students to engage in is n't an exculpation for you to abandon your responsibility. You are here to teach."

As the headmistress spoke, Marilynn 's third tentacle slithered out beneath her dress, slid across the base, slipped beneath the headmistress 's skirt, and reached up for her pussy. Marilynn trembled, ecstatic 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 promontory and took a tone back as the tentacle fucked in and out of her pussy, giving her such pleasure."What are you ... doing ... ? Oh, nobleman, 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 minute, classes ended. Girls poured out of their classroom into the hallway. They giggled as they streamed past tense, whispering as the headmistress clearly writhed in orgasmic joy. Three girls in the crowd gasped and moaned as metal tentacles slithered up their dame and jabbing into their pussy. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cherry popped and then moaned in delight as Daisy 's tentacle reamed deep into her kidnapping. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the tierce girl, let out a huge groan of bliss.

The early students walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their mate classmates and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their orgasms and the second of blissful connection.

They screamed out their joy, their watchword echoing over the students as four became eight, the nanites surging into new hosts and going to work. They moved faster than before. With each new woman they connected to, they knew how to modify her physical structure with more efficacy. The interval shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the reserve of metal from the casing of the devour core.

In a handful of minutes, the eight went in search of more to relate to, tentacles writhing beneath their skirts.

... connect ...

To be continued ...