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Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth

When the woman from the boarding school arrived, Jason could not help himself but spy on the 'private' conversation the woman was having with his mother. There was something, off, about that woman, it sent chills down his spine the way she looked at both him and his mother, but he didn't dare tell his mother about it, she already was at wits end with him, and it was completely his fault.

He wasn't a trouble maker, he didn't get into fights, or bully people, and in fact he was rather quiet and an introverted person. He in fact avoided most people and spent most of his time in his room. He was already 18, and he hadn't brought made any friends and lost the little he had in middle school.

Jason wasn't even built for a fight if he wanted to, he was 5'8½" tall, and skinny as a plank, with mouse brown hair was perpetually untidy. He didn't have much of a build, or much muscle to speak of, though he was extremely quick when he wanted to be. He had dark brown eyes and a decently angular face that implied he could be handsome, if he got out of the hell that was the teenage years. He had only one large part, and he did his best to hide it well with baggy clothes.

But that was the problem, he was too introverted, too nervous around people, especially around the opposite sex. He spent too much time in his room with his door locked, and his grades were constantly at the point of almost failing. His mother knew he was a smart boy, in middle school he was at the top of the class, extroverted and an altogether happy child. She was afraid what was happening to her son.

His mother wasn't stupid, she knew what boys did behind close-doors, but Jason was afraid she how she would react to why he shut himself off. He had a cursed dick. It sounded silly, but it was the only explanation. No matter what he did, it wouldn't go down. Oh he tried masturbation before, oh did he, and he would reach his happy ending, over and over, but it would almost never go down. He once went a marathon of over ten times, and it didn't even show signs of slowing.

Some days he could get relief by some miracle it went down on its own, or he concentrated really hard on think about the most unsexy things his mind could come up with, but those days were rare. And what was worse, when he was hard, it was like a constant distraction, like a fly constantly buzzing around, interrupting his ability to think. He found his actual libido didn't feel connected to the readiness of his cock, though his libido worried him more. When he was legitimately horny however, it was a whole different ball game, his mind couldn't think of anything but release, honing in on his target or targets of lust like a missile. It scared him, he felt one step close to taking that step and becoming a rapist.

He didn't want to disappoint his mother, she was all alone raising him, and he loved her dearly. But it was so easy to set him off, school was a nightmare, a too small skirt, too low cut dress, a slight jiggle, lips, hell even some of the girls voices. What was absolutely the worst was how he could smell them, and oh how it made him shake. So he avoided people, took the name calling caused by his anti-social behavior and hid when he could. And to be honest, he was at his own wits end as well.

He wanted to go to a doctor, get this sorted out, but that would involve his mom, and worse money. Money had always been a major problem in their household, doctor visits rare and only for emergencies. If something was seriously wrong with him, and he was sure that there was, there was no way to pay the cost. And he hated to admit it, but the fear of actual confirmation that he was a freak by a professional was always in his mind.

His mother had always told him, get good grades, get a scholarship, and go to college, and he was failing her. Her mother not knowing what was wrong, and his own reluctance to tell her put plenty of tension in the house. He knew she loved him, but there was no way he could tell her.

Then the news came.

"Someone is coming over tomorrow to talk about your future."

Jason stopped eating what little cereal he had left, and turned to pay attention to his mother to the first time he had been up. "Umm..., what?" was the most intelligible response he could give.

After a long pause, she continued. Her voice calm and speaking matter-of-factly. "I've been searching around and I found information about a school that can help you, I hope. I called and talked to them over the phone and they agreed to send a representative to see if you meet their criteria for acceptance."

Jason's mind had a hard time catching -up to the situation as he stammered another question, hoping for his mind to click. "What criteria..., what school?"

"Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth." She stated, her voice still staying calm.

It finally clicked in his head. "Wait mom-" He started in protest, but was quickly caught off as her mother finally raised her voice, her eyes almost to the verge of tears.

"I don't know what to do Jason! Your grades are failing, your teachers say you don't talk to anyone and despite all my attempts to get you to open up, to find out what's wrong, and you push me away! I can't take it anymore Jason!"

Again silence filled the air for nearly ten minutes. Jason had nothing to say, nothing he could say, it was all true and she was just as lost as she was. So he remained silent, his head down as he fought to stay calm.

"The lady, a Miss Pallaca, will see you tomorrow about your possible attendance at her boarding school."

"Mom," Jason said quietly, "Boarding school is expensive"

Calmly she stated. "If you meet the criteria, they are willing to help provide funding. They claim to have done it before and we are really lucky for this opportunity. Tomorrow she will come, we will all be on our best behavior and we will prove to her that you are worth having at her school." And that was that.

And here she was, Miss Pallaca, promptly on time the next day at his door. The woman was somewhere around 5'6 to 5'7" and she wore a blue and white striped business dress with a white button-up shirt underneath. She wore high heels with grace and showed off her long shapely legs, the dress not doing a dam thing to hide the curves of her large and heart shaped rear. Plenty of buttons were left undone to provide enough cleavage that threatened to show her bra. The woman had plenty of assets, not just her shapely rear but an incredible sized bust that Jason could swore looked bigger every time he looked, his constant activities on the web searching for relief giving him an estimate of around F cup, maybe a G. Her face was beautiful, stern and mature, her lips were full and painted black with lipstick. Glasses adorned her face and black hair was pulled into a tight neat bun.

The sight made his dick strain against his pants, he could almost feel his loins burning. This woman was a literal wet dream and Jason fought against his overwhelming urge to at the very least jack himself off to her image. Yet something unnerved him. The woman was nowhere near modest with her attire, it wasn't pushing it to porn star level, but it was dangerously close to Halloween costume level for a naughty business woman, it felt odd for an interview with a potential student and his family. Second, when her brown eyes looked at him, it sent a small chill in his spine, like she was looking at a piece of meat. He almost could swear she wetted her lips as soon as she saw him.

Jason's mother didn't seem to find the same things wrong as he did and let her inside, trying to be gracious and polite as possible.

"Thank you Miss Sopio." Miss Pallaca voice was alluring and naturally seductive as she was handed tea by Jason's mother. "You didn't have to prepare tea, I am grateful for your hospitality."

"Don't worry about it." His mother smiled, "After all, this is about my son's future, I see no reason why not extend as much hospitality as I can give to the person that will help decide my sons fate."

She smiled and looked at his mother, Jason could not see her eyes but the feeling returned in his spine. "I'm sure your son would be a perfect fit, no need to worry. I just had to meet him myself to confirm that is all, really you don't have to go through too much trouble."

Her mother again gave a bright smile in response. "Well, that's a relief, should I go get him, or do you need to talk to him privately?"

Placing her tea down back on its coaster, the woman stood up from her seat and slowly moved toward his mother. "There's no need, I can go get him myself in a minute. First I must give my thanks for your wonderful tea and letting me into your home."

Seeing the woman slowly approach her, Jason's mother took a step back in confusion. She tried to continue the tone of their original conversation, but the actions of the woman and feeling the tone shift caused her voice to have hints of worry. "Y-you already thanked me, and you are the one helping my son, there's really no need to-"

"Oh my dear." Reaching her target, the woman took her hand and brushed it against her mother's cheek, reaching behind placing her hand on the back of her head. "I insist I must." Her voice thick with desire.

Jason remembered the next moments in slow motion, as her mother was pulled forward into a forceful kiss. Jason's mother resisted for the first couple of seconds, but soon was returning the kiss with equal if not greater vigor, both her hands reaching forward to grasp the woman's head to lock it to her lips as her eyes rolled back. Jason could only watch, stunned by the scene before him, his cock nearly ripping his pants with how excited it got as he watched his mother furiously make-out with a stranger, and the stranger was being passive. He knew it was wrong, that this scene was wrong, but he couldn't stop watching. Jason could see liquid drip down her legs after a couple of moments when his mother started to spasm, her face blushing bright red as his mother became clearly sweaty.

Miss Pallaca held on for a good minute while his mother shook before finally letting go, his mother slumping to the floor, eyes rolled up and still twitching. The woman brought a finger to her lips as she spoke in an obvious fake apology. "Oops, sorry. I have a hard time holding back. If it is any consolation, you tasted delicious. Pleasant dreams." Her attention then turned to Jason in his hiding place. "Come on out, I know you've been watching, naughty boy." Her smile turned devilish.

Reluctantly Jason walked into the room. He eyed anything and everything that could be a weapon. This woman had just done something to his mother, he needed to get her out of here. But again, his cursed member made it hard to think, thoughts of the woman before her invaded his mind, what he could do with her ass, with her lips. He shook his head as he fought them, trying to keep his mind on reality and the possible danger against him and his mother. "What did you do to her?" He meant it to be angry, or at least calm, but only fear came out.

"Oh, she's only unconscious. Having the best orgasm of one's life tends to do that. Why, anxious for a kiss yourself?" She smiled with her perfect lips, his cock twitched in response diverting his thoughts again. "Hmmm, your lower half seems excited enough."

"N-no thanks." He managed to squeak out, blatantly lying about his desire, relief on hearing his mother was ok strengthening his will. Still, as long as the woman was there, he was in danger of something, he just knew it.

The woman walked forward, slowly, sensually with wiggling hips and confidently. "Now, Now. Be honest with yourself. I prefer honest boys. And I have to test you anyway to see if you're compatible for our prestigious school. What a more perfect way of testing then tasting you for myself." Miss Pallaca's grin widened as she could visibly see the strain in his pants.

"G-get back!" Jason grabbing a lamp brought it forward like a weapon to deter the woman before her.

Pallaca placed a finger on the lamp pointed at her, moving it to the side. "There's no need for that." She said matter-of-factly. He found he had no strength to stop her from continue to move forward and take his lamp from him, placing it back down. Her smell permeated the air to him, it smelling oh so good. His pants grew a small stain of wetness as pre-cum oozed from his impossibly easy to excite member.

She gently pushed him against a wall, pressing her body against him as her face stood inches from his. Her enormous bust squished against his chest as his member pulsed as it was trapped between two bodies. "See, there's no need to put up a fight. I can be quite gentle." And with that she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, her hands on his chest and on the back of his head.

Immediately his body felt like it was on fire as pleasure coursed through him stemming from her lips. His fears burned away as his nerves tingled with the intense sensation, it was enough to make him climax in his pants on the spot. Her surprisingly long tongue invaded his mouth and he instinctively returned the favor and wrestled with her tongue, tasting her. Jason could only describe the flavor as impossibly sweet and addicting, though no other flavor in his life currently matched, all he knew was he couldn't get enough. He wanted this kiss, his first real kiss to last forever. He was desperate for it, to the point where when she pulled back lightly, he pressed forward as he worried she would break the kiss and end the pleasure and loose that intoxicating flavor. Air didn't matter, only the kiss did.

Whether it was by mercy or just the need to keep him conscious for what was coming next, Miss Pallaca did decide to pull away from the kiss, using surprising strength to keep him from immediately locking lips again so he could breathe. Jason gasped for air as his mind recovered from the assault on his senses, his legs shaking and threatening to give out if not for the wall to his back and the soft body in front of him.

Pallaca's tongue sensually licked across both the top and bottom of her lips and she made a soft moan. "You taste divine!" She brought her tongue against his neck and licked up to his ear to whisper. "We can do much with you, that's a very good sign."

Jason was just utterly stunned and confused. 'What the hell is going on!?' his brain screamed. Did she poison him with her lipstick, was she a monster, did he get transported to a porno dimension? His brain couldn't make sense of the situation. It told him to knock her off and run, run as fast as he could, take his mother and run. But he couldn't find the will to.

He WANTED to be here, oh so badly. His body screamed over his brain, this could be his first and only chance to find the relief from the tension. Miss Pallaca's every action, the way she pressed herself against him to the way she talked, to even the way that she tilted her head, ignited his lust for her. His penis was winning over reason, and he felt nothing but shame.

Pallaca, as if sensing his resignation, smiled with triumph as her hand lightly touched his calf till it slid up slowly to his waist and her hand slowly slid into his pants. "That's it, let it happen, there's no need to fight back. I know why you hide in your room and make your mother worry." Jason's eyes widened as he heard her words and felt her hand grasp onto his rod, the mess not bothering the woman in the slightest. "It's because of this isn't it? It's because of its needs." Her voice lingered on the last word as her hand in his pants started to stroke slowly. His member was beyond rock hard, he never went even slightly soft during the entire exchange.

"It doesn't want to you to masturbate, it wants real relief, and it wants a real woman. It DEMANDS a real woman." Her own words seemed to excite her as her other hand started undoing his zipper and button. "You can't concentrate on anything, it won't let you. Not on school, not anything besides sex. I'm right aren't I?" All Jason could do was nod as he felt his pants fall to the floor.

"You're afraid of yourself, afraid to indulge, to give in and satisfy yourself with someone. You're not alone." Jason's head almost jerked with surprise. She continued as she made him kick off his pants and remove his shirt. "Everyone at Lustrum is the same as you, suffers the same condition as you. It was made to help you, satisfy you so you can actually think, actually function, have an actual life. Your mother may push you toward this, but it has to be your decision."

Jason looked to her as she stopped slowly jerking him off, her hand remaining at his base. "I can stop right here you know. Stop right here and you never see me again. Your mother will forget about ever hearing of Lustrum and you can stay here, unsatisfied, alone, and unable to think, till you break like everyone else who refused the offer."

Her hand left his member and moved to her business suit, the soiled hand unbuttoning her shirt further till she had a full cleavage, both hands moving to pull the material out of the way to reveal her breasts and the fact there was no bra underneath. Her orbs were massive perfectly shaped, hanging enough to prove their authenticity, yet oh so full and wonderful. Small pink areola decorated each breast with an obvious erect nipple for each proportionately sized. Jason's mouth watered at the sight and he gave an audible gulp to clear his throat. She took his hand and brought it to her soft flesh, it immediately began kneading, the woman moaning with delight.

"Say yes, and all doors will be open to you. You'll get a life, a chance to make your mother proud, a chance to be free and satisfy your needs. I will satisfy you. Pleasure and success lay before you, all you have to do is say 'yes'."

Was it really a choice? Jason wanted to say he thought long, but to him, the choice was obvious. Go back to the way things were, back to secrecy and failure. Or say yes to the woman that promised him a future, and with a simple kiss sent him to nirvana. He wished he could have said he took an hour, that he took ten minutes. It only took one, with a voice barely above a whisper. "Yes."

She smiled and Jason could swear he saw her eyes glow for a brief second. "Good boy. That's good news, because I've had a taste, and now I want a meal." She then turned and for the first time got a good look at his cock. Jason was by no measure small, he was quite large, and thick. 10 inches was enough to make many men jealous, the fact it was so thick that he could grasp all the way around it made it that much worse. Jason often attributed to that he couldn't think to how much blood the thing must take from his brain when hard. His balls were no laughing matter either, proportional to his huge size.

Jason expected the first time he would show a girl that they would freak or say it was too big and get scared. In his fantasies the woman would swoon over his size and love him for it. He never expected her reaction. "It seems we are dealing with an already sizable catch. I can't wait to see the final product." A smile plastered on her face.

She then bent over, her face hovering before his member as her hand returned to stroking it and pre-cum dripped freely from its tip. She seemed to sniff and sigh, lolling her head back with a face plastered in pleasure. "Ooh that's a good smell." Her eyes opened as she stared up at him, her eyes promising what was coming next. "I would love to take your virginity, but sadly you're not ready for me just yet, you'll need a bit more experience so I can go truly wild, so you're just going to have to settle with my mouth." Her tongue ran across his base and balls to his tip, before her mouth enveloped him.

Again his body lighted up with pleasure, this time the source attached to his most sensitive area. He was utterly hers as she easily deep throated him with no gag reflex and seemingly no need for air. The world disappeared except for the two as he struggled to stay standing, trying to hold back the rising climax so that this moment could last longer. She moaned as she tasted his flavor and he could smell her own arousal in the air, both driving him into further ecstasy. She was an expert at this, and even without the enhanced pleasure racing through his body, he wasn't going to last long.
He came and came, far longer than he had ever did before. The woman went to his base as he came, her arms locking around him, holding him up as his legs fail and bringing him gently to the floor on his back. She moved back off of him to make sure a couple of spurts filled her mouth, some of it leaking and dripping don her chin and on to her expansive chest. It felt like a minute or more had passed before it ended, Pallaca eagerly drinking down all he had to offer.

When it was clear he was done, she deep throated him one more time before pulling off with one powerful suck. As soon as her lips left his member, the world returned as the pleasure stopped burning his reason. He panted as she watched the woman seem to savor his flavor before swallowing with a satisfied sigh. "Delicious. The best I've had in years, oh now I can't wait for the finale product, it makes me so wet."

Again her words confused her, but he could help but be aroused at the thought that she found his cum delicious, it was empowering. "Say, wonder how many times you'll come before you pass out, most make it to 3. One guy made it to 4. How about we aim high, since it seems you're still plenty ready."

Jason confused was about to protest, he didn't want to pass out, when he realized she was correct, he was still plenty hard, and she wasn't about to give him time to have words. She brought her breasts to bear and wrapped them on his member, her mouth capturing his tip and again he was sent into a world of pleasure.

The softness of her breasts as they enveloped him added a whole new sensation to enjoy, every movement milked his cock and he enjoyed every second. Again he couldn't last long under the assault and came again with another equally huge load, more spilling on her breasts and causes her to moan with delight, bring him to higher and higher heights. "2" And she didn't give him any rest as she was determined to take everything from him, and while in the pleasure, he wanted to give her more and more. 3 and 4 passed as he began to feel dizzy, his throat dry, but still he came and came and she ate it all.

With one last hoorah, he came into deep into her mouth for the 5th time, darkness clouding his vision as she finally let up. "5, very impressive Jason Sopio. I expect much from you." Jason then drifted off into a deep slumber. Just before the lights went fully out, he could have sworn Miss Pallaca had horns and a tail with wings before everything went black.

lustrum   academy   youth   for   troubled  

Aug 27, 2018 in femdom

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