7 comments/ 21828 views/ 67 favorites Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth By: PastelOrange I'd like to thank Ann Nthusiastically for her hard work editing this chapter. * 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 made any friends and lost the few he had in middle school. Jason wasn't built for a fight even if he wanted to, he was 5'8½" tall, and skinny as a plank, with mouse brown hair that was perpetually untidy. He didn't have 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 his 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 of what was happening to her son. His mother wasn't stupid, she knew what boys did behind close-doors, but Jason was afraid of 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'd 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 more than ten times, and it didn't even show signs of slowing. Some days he could get relief if by some miracle it went down on its own, or he concentrated really hard on thinking about the least sexy things his mind could come up with, but those days were rare. And what was worse, when he was hard, it was 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 closer to 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, dress cut too low, a slight jiggle, plump 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, accepted the name calling caused by his anti-social behavior and hid when he could. 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. 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. His 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 for the first time since 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 cut off as his mother raised her voice, her eyes almost on the verge of tears. "I don't know what to do, Jason! Your grades are falling, 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, 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 he 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. So 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 that showed off her long shapely legs, the dress not doing a damn thing to hide the curves of her large and heart shaped rear. The woman had plenty of assets, not just her shapely rear but an incredible sized bust that Jason could swore grew 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. Plenty of buttons were left undone to provide enough cleavage that threatened to show her bra. 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. First, the woman was nowhere near modest with her attire. It wasn't to porn star level, but it was dangerously close to Halloween costume level for a naughty businesswoman. 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, as if she was looking at a piece of meat. He almost could swear she wet her lips as soon as she saw him. Jason's mother didn't seem to find the same things wrong as he did and invited Miss Pallaca inside, trying to be gracious and polite as possible. "Thank you, Miss Sopio," Miss Pallaca voice was alluring and naturally seductive as she accepted the tea handed her by Jason's mother. "You didn't have to prepare anything, I am grateful for your welcome." "Don't worry about it," his mother smiled, "after all, this is about my son's future. I see no reason not to extend as much hospitality as I can to the person that will help decide my son's fate." She smiled and looked at his mother. Jason could not see her eyes but that chilling feeling returned in his spine. "I'm sure your son will 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 to any trouble." His mother again gave a bright smile in response. "Well, that's a relief, should I go get him, or do you want to talk to him privately?" Placing her tea cup back down on its saucer, 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 approaching, 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 Jason's mother's 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 the young mother's hand and brushed it against his mother's cheek, reaching behind and placing her hand on the back of the mother's head. "I insist I must," her voice thick with desire. Jason remembered the next moments in slow motion, as his 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 the mother's 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 his mother out of here. But again, his cursed member made it hard to think, thoughts of the woman before him invading 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 to him and his mother. "What did you do to her?" He meant it to be angry, or at least calm, but only fearful came out. "Oh, she's merely 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. I have to test you anyway to see if you're compatible for our prestigious school. What a more perfect way of testing than 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 him. Miss 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 continuing to move forward to take his lamp from him, placing it back down. Her smell permeated the air, to him 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 their bodies. "See, there's no need to put up a fight. I can be quite gentle." 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, wrestling 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 when she pulled back lightly, he pressed forward as he worried she would break the kiss and end the pleasure, losing 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. Jason gasped for air while 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. Miss 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. 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, from the way she pressed herself against him to the way she talked, to even the way she tilted her head, ignited his lust for her. His penis was winning over reason, and he felt nothing but shame. Miss 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 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 obviously 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, his hand 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 couldn't grasp all the way around it made it that much worse. Jason often attributed his difficulty thinking 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 showed himself to a girl, 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 spread on her face. She then bent over, her face hovering before his member as her hand returned to stroking it, pre-cum dripping 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, 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. You're just going to have to settle for my mouth." Her tongue ran across his base and balls to his tip, before her mouth enveloped him. Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth Pt. 02 I'd like to thank Ann Nthusiastically for her hard work editing this chapter. * The following weeks were almost a blur to Jason. Life seemed to move too fast for him as he anticipated the day he would start his time at Lustrum. His mother seemed to remember the interview entirely differently than he did, none of the crazy events he remembered when he woke the next day on his bed to find his mother happily making breakfast. She spoke proudly of him and said the interview went swimmingly and that he was easily accepted as a student. In fact, his tuition was going to be entirely paid! It made Jason question if what happened was a dream as the events seemed too fantastical, too crazy, that his sex ridden mind made up all of it. It made him wonder if his condition was worsening, that he was going crazy and he needed a psychiatrist on top of everything. But it seemed he had a physical reminder of the events. For nearly the whole week, Jason could actually concentrate, actually think! His libido didn't flair up as it always did to ruin the day, his cock stayed soft and satisfied. He felt release, had relief, his temperament improved, and he found himself more open to talk when he didn't have to constantly adjust his pants or avoid anything remotely sexy. His mother noticed his change of humor at the very least and obviously took it as a good sign, as she became more cheerful. The two were able to joke again after the longest time. Jason kept his version of what happened a secret, not wanting to spoil the mood in the least, and for the first time in the longest time he was happy Sadly it didn't last as the following week, his libido returned along with his curse with a vengeance. It felt so much worse to hold back and hide, now that he knew. He knew what a velvet mouth could do to his organ, the excitement of a kiss, the feeling of breasts in his palm teasing him like phantoms. It was no longer just a fantasy, even if the events had been a fevered dream, it felt so real. It also had made him see his mother in a sexual light for the first time. His libido had spared him from visions of her, but the image of her kissing Miss Pallaca was firmly lodged in his brain, the look on her face as she had an orgasm that knocked her unconscious. He had never thought of her as a sexual being before, the woman sharing his mouse brown hair, age obviously starting to catch-up to the youthful image of her he had had in his mind since he was a child. He began to notice her actual figure, a slender but feminine build, not that much in the bust, but the curves of her toned ass tempted his touch. In the darkest part of his mind, he wanted to replicate that face she'd had lying on the floor, this time done by his own hand. He pushed and fought the thoughts away. She was his mother, that was sick and wrong, the idea made his stomach turn, yet he couldn't help wanting it. He returned to his old ways, hiding in his room, trying to find some relief or do anything else to keep his mind off his dick. Miss Pallaca invaded his mind and he found his most frequent fantasies, and his most satisfying centered on her. His mind would trace her full lavish curves from his memory and replay the scenes, inventing new ones in his attempt to satisfy himself. He imagined himself ravaging her instead of the other way around, fucking her in every way he learned from watching porno, painting her body with his cum, claiming her as his. He could almost feel her breath on his skin, the touch of her lips, and returning to that world of absolute pleasure. These fantasies were able to exhaust him and actually make him go semi-limp, but they weren't enough. She had been right, masturbation had never been enough for him, and it wasn't going to start now. So he waited and held back. He would hold on till he reached this school, and confront Miss Pallaca about to what exactly he agreed. Worry and excitement filled his every waking moment till the day it was time to take the bus to his new home at the boarding school. Lustrum was far outside the city's limits; it was at least a several hour drive toward the school on empty roads and farmlands. The school apparently was providing its own bus to take the students. It was a rather large if unassuming thing. Grey on its outside with very little in terms of logos besides 'Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth' in large letters. His mother had helped him pack his suitcases, full of things she claimed he was going to need, though he doubted along with plenty of clothes, even though the school promised it was going to provide its own for its dress code, and they loaded them on the bus as she gave him tearful goodbyes. "Don't forget to call me if anything is wrong." "It's all right, mom, I'll be fine," 'I hope' he worried. "Make me proud, I know you can," kissing him on the cheek. Then he was on the bus. The bus wasn't empty as he stepped past the driver, there being only one other occupant. She looked roughly his age, long and straight hair flowing just past her shoulder blades. Her hair was a light brown and when he caught her eyes he could see she had a dazzling set of baby blues. What really made him gulp was that the girl was gorgeous in his eyes. A slightly rounded face but free from acne that plagued many of the people he knew his age and younger. She had a runner's build, a bit toned and with strong legs that were long and smooth, not overly muscular by any sense of the word, but enough to show she took care of herself and she took pride in it. She had wider set hips and kind looking lips, which was enough to alert his cock. What really drew his attention was that the girl wasn't lacking in the front department. Large orbs contained by tight fitting clothes forced his eyes to latch on to the sitting girl. They weren't as big as Miss Pallaca's, but these were nothing to laugh at, Jason's best guess was at least DD if not E. She looked up and smiled at him from the front row of seats in the bus. She wore a tight fitting black t-shirt and tiny shorts that showed off her legs and calves. Best Jason could manage was a wary smile back as he walked past her and sat alone near the back bathroom that was attached to the bus. There was nowhere to hide on a bus, but Jason stuck to old habits, staying away from people. The girl was dangerous enough as he felt the temptation that plagued him all his life just to take her. He sat down and adjusted his pants. He needed to remain guarded he told himself as he went to his phone to mess with apps getting his mind off the gorgeous girl sitting in the front, probably giving him weird looks for his behavior. He told himself he wouldn't have been a very good conversationalist any, making excuses to avoid human contact. The girl didn't seem to mind his odd behavior and sat quietly in the front as the bus drove off and through the day, picking up no other passengers. It was just the same, it wasn't exactly the beginning of school, though it was two months after the normal start for when his transfer took place. He wasn't even really expecting any company on his ride. His cock twitched and demanded attention, refusing to go down even as he struggled to keep his eyes from wandering up to the front of the bus. He was so engrossed in keeping his concentration that he didn't notice after two hours they had left the city, or that she had moved and was now sitting in the seat across from him. "Sooo, how's it going?" Jason nearly jumped from his seat and quickly turned to face the source. The girl gave a small chuckle and a warm smile. "You were staring pretty intensely at your phone. Waiting for a text from your girlfriend?" "Umm, no, j-just trying to keep myself busy." Jason could smell her shampoo from here, his frightening senses again made him smell the wonderful sweet scent of strawberry in the air. His hands moved as discretely as he could manage to his lap to hide his perpetual erection. From this angle he couldn't help but see the full curvature of her breasts and they jutted out like hills from her body. "Oh really. My name is Katie by the way." "Jason," he replied curtly. There was a short pause, "So, what brings you to Lustrum?" "Umm..." 'I can't stop masturbating all day and I can't think because I'm constantly hard' was a terrible answer. "I rather not talk about it." "Oh, all right," she paused. She fiddled with her hair for a bit before asking another question. "Umm, have you seen any new movies lately? I'm sorry, I'm terrible at small talk. I just need something to do to pass the time." "I-it's all right," Jason prayed to himself she would leave. The awkwardness of the situation didn't stop his libido from activating in the slightest. Sooner she got bored, the sooner she left and he could try to get himself back under control. A few more moments passed, the girl letting out a sigh and getting up. "I'm sorry for bothering you," she said exasperatedly and took a step forward to head back toward the front, the bus shaking almost at the exact time hitting a large bump in the road, lifting the her an inch in the air, not much but enough to set her off balance and about to fall. Jason, without thinking caught her, surprising himself with his speed. "Are you all right?" he asked. (Notice the repetition. Want to rephrase?) She turned to him, her face bright red and she gave a nervous smile. "Yes, I'm all right ... could you umm...?" He then noticed his left hand had grabbed hold of something incredibly soft and warm, yet full and strangely familiar. While his other arm had caught her by the waist, his left hand had caught her breast. It gave an experimental squeeze as his brain was slow to catch up on what his eyes were seeing. A gasp burst from Katie. Jason knew he should stand her up, that he should let go and apologize profusely. His hand defied him instead giving another experimental squeeze, eliciting another gasp and a moan from the breast's owner. The scene was like from a bad porno or an anime, any second now she was going to slap him or yell at him. But she remained in his arms, and his hand refused to budge. No, that was an excuse, he wanted to hold on, he loved the feel of her flesh even with layers of cloth (or clothes) in between, he was just a failure as a person for being unable to let go, instead indulging himself. Katie's moans didn't help his willpower to stop and stand her up, they encouraged him forward, even though he knew it was wrong. Katie turned and looked up to Jason as they stood frozen in this position. Jason expected anger, or even fear of him for being a molester, but there was none of that on her face. It was flushed, her breathing heavy, a look of longing was in her eyes. A second bump again forced the situation to change, this time it was Jason who lost his balance, the second bump worse than the first. It threatened both him and the girl in his arms so he over-corrected ending up falling backwards into one of the seats in the bus, her ass in his lap. He landed with an oomph and felt the girl's weight on him. He couldn't see her ass before, but he could certainly feel it now, it was wonderfully well toned. It felt like heaven against his lap and was just as tempting to squeeze as the breast that was still in his hand. If she didn't scream at him before, she wasn't going to do it now. As much perverted joy as he felt from his rod being pressed onto her ass, there was no way she would not feel it. Jason steeled himself, ready for the cops to be called, her to tell the bus driver to stop, the end of his life. He finally let go, fear beating back desire as his hand moved off her breast. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean- I-I shouldn't have-," his stammered words not forming properly. Then a hand grasped his wrist lightly, stopping his retreat, and pulled it back to her chest. Her ass wiggled slowly against him till his member was trapped against her own sex, his pants and her shorts the only things preventing his shaft from pressing against her heat. "...Don't stop," Katie's voice whispered just barely audible It was unsure of itself, but the slow grind of her ass against him made her intent clear. Jason's eyes went wide with surprise as she turned her head so that their eyes could meet. Her voice cracked with uncertainty but also dripped with need as she pleaded with him. "Y-you're just like me, right? That's why you're going to Lustrum. Y-you need this just as much as me. Please, I need it." Jason couldn't argue, his own desire was off the charts, he wanted her so badly. She was begging him to give it to her, that alone triggered his fantasies and his self-control was no more as his lust drove him into a frenzied state. The rest of the world disappeared save for the two of them. It didn't matter if they were on a bus, he was determined to take her here and now. His hand started to knead her breast in earnest, eliciting excited moans from his target and causing her to grind harder against him. His other hand in a bold move traveled to her waist and dove into her shorts as his hand felt a woman's sex for the first time. He was sure his hand was going to be clumsy, but he had spent a lot of time looking how to please a woman, and he used every bit of knowledge he knew while he explored her with his fingers. She was unbelievably wet, that fact driving him further. It started to stain her shorts and his own pants, not that they were not already developing a stain from the sheer amount of pre-cum that was leaking from his dick. Her whimpers and murmurs drove him further, himself letting out his own groans and grunts. Eventually, and a lot sooner than he expected, Katie came from his fingers, her body began to spasm against him as the finger he used to explore her soft folds felt a vicelike grip upon them. She didn't slow down to rest however; her orgasm seemed to give her strength and more urgency. She turned around to face him, her hand pulling her shirt off and her hands wrestling with her bra till it clicked, her breasts were released for his viewing pleasure and his mouth found its way to one of her nipples. Her breasts had light brown areola with large nipples for him to enjoy. She squealed as he nibbled upon her. She then brought his head away from her nipples to her lips to taste her strawberry chap-stick. Again his body burned with pleasure, though nowhere near as intensely as it did when he had kissed Miss Pallaca. Katie was hardly as skilled at kissing as his only other comparison but he found himself enjoy this kiss more. The pleasure wasn't overwhelming him, he felt in control, and it didn't feel as one sided. Katie's moans into his mouth proved his point, and excited him further at the same time. Katie's flavor was just as addicting as well, he could tell the difference. He knew the pleasure and the flavor couldn't be a natural phenomenon, though he had little no frame of reference, he just didn't care. Katie broke the kiss panting. "Wow, that was amazing! You can do that kiss thing too!" her eyes lighting up with excitement. "I'm going to have to find a reason to steal a kiss from you every day! God, that's addicting!" Jason stared at her confused but was prevented from answering as she got off of him and started tugging at his pants. "I've got to see this pole you've been packing first though, god, that felt huge against me. I need to see this for myself!" She pulled down his pants, his cock springing free and dripping pre-cum before her, its size looked daunting. "Oh god, that's big," she whispered in near awe. "I've never seen this one this big!" Both her hands grasped onto the shaft, aiming it towards her. "I need two hands just to wrap around it, you could split a girl in half with this! God, it makes me wet!" Jason was about to reply, but the words were soon lost to him as her tongue began to lick his shaft and head. Her soft tongue traced against his head and lapped up the near steady drip of pre-cum. She gave a small laugh of excitement as she greedily tasted more. "So good, tastes so good!" She spoke more to herself than to Jason, her words excited yet quiet under her breath. It wasn't just her tongue against his rod, but her hot breath tickled him and excited him as she breathed heavily in almost a frenzy to keep up with his ever-dripping cock. Finally, her mouth engulfed his lower head as his upper rolled back and groaned as pleasure once again lit his nerves. Just like with Miss Pallaca, the effect was more intense when the majority was concentrated on his sensitive member and flowed outward to the rest of his body. Even though it wasn't the same towering force that plowed through his will like tissue paper, it still was unbelievable. Katie wasn't as good at sucking his cock either, but she easily made up in enthusiasm. While Miss Pallaca was methodical and slow, pulling him forward into her utter control with ease, Katie sucked like his cock was mana from heaven. She didn't bother trying to hide the loud slurping sounds she made as she was nearly wringing his cock out with her mouth, her hand helping in the process. Her other hand was busy furiously fingering herself in her shorts; the stain was obvious and was starting to drip down her legs. Jason could smell her musk in the air as she moaned on his cock and it made his mouth water. She tried desperately to deep throat him, to get more of him into her mouth, but she could barely get more than half due to his sheer size and length. He couldn't last long under such an assault, not that he wanted to, he couldn't even deny even an extra second of delay to give this girl her reward. He exploded into her mouth, surprising her with his immense virility as cum pumped into her mouth faster she could swallow. Instantly upon tasting his cum, she shook violently with an intense orgasm, the floor under her getting sprayed with her fluids as they pushed through her fabric. She sucked more intensely than ever before despite the rest of her body struggling to stay upright. His cum escaped her mouth and flowed down her chin as it dripped upon her breasts. Jason's vision blurred with white as ecstasy flowed through him, and in that state, he could swear that Katie's eyes seemed to literally glow with delight. He came impossibly long, though eventually it had to end, and he slumped in his seat as exhaustion hit him despite his minimal activity. Katie's own orgasm eventually beat her intense desire to continue to suck and she collapsed on his lap, her mouth still attached to his cock as she rested with him, twitching occasionally. Jason didn't know how much time they spent like that, near motionless, resting with his pants off and a girl attached to his penis equally covered in his and her own fluids as much as sweat. It felt amazing, and it was something he missed when he was knocked unconscious by his first sexual encounter, the feeling of full satisfaction. He could still feel the pleasure pulse through his body as her mouth was still attached, if lazily licking unconsciously his dick as it seemed that was a passive effect of her mouth, but the satisfaction overrode it, at least little. His satisfaction ended as soon as Katie began to start up her sucking again. Even though he was mentally satisfied, it seemed his cock wasn't, as it was still rigid while her mouth cleaned any mess remaining from his dick. After Katie seemed to determine that it was in fact thoroughly clean, she finally left his cock to the cold air with an audible pop as she began to scrape any cum on her body and place it either in her mouth or rubbed it into her skin, particularly her breasts. Jason could not help but watch this sight, his libido returning with every motion, with every strand of his cum that entered her mouth followed by a shiver of her body and a jiggle of her breasts. She finished and looked at him with near reverence and awe, as if he was a god and her savior. "I've never come by sucking someone's cock before. I always found it strangely tasty, but yours, yours is on a whole different level. I could suck on that for years and never get tired of that taste." She shivered in delight. "And your cum, god your cum was even better! You could sell that as like a drug or something. I thought your kiss rocked my world, but that was better than making out with Miss Pallaca!" Her eyes stared at his cock, primal need showing through her blue eyes. Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth Pt. 02 The mention of Miss Pallaca (and the sudden image of the two hottest girls making out) finally awoke Jason from his sexual stupor. "Whoa, what? You made out with Miss Pallaca?" Katie stood up and grabbed the edges of her now thoroughly soaked shorts and panties. "Yeah. My mom got worried I was whoring myself around, heard of this school from some friend or another and called Miss Pallaca over about attending. I was furious at my mother, then she showed up and she rocked my world with her lips alone." Katie seemed to almost drool with the memory. "She told me she knew why I was frustrated and desperate, my previous boyfriends could nowhere near satisfy me, and that she knew that I felt lonely. She told me she had a solution." Katie began pulling her shorts and panties down in unison, slowly, bending over and swaying her breasts on purpose as she smiled at Jason's cock as it throbbed at the display. "Her school was for people like me. People like us. People that could satisfy me and bring me to heights never seen before. A place where I wasn't some whore, someone alone. A place where I was normal and a place where I could fit in and break that loneliness. All I had to do was say 'yes'." Katie grinned with delight as she rubbed her breasts sensually before him. "If the rest of my school experience is anything like what just being on this bus with you has been, I'll say, I shouldn't even have hesitated for a second." Katie turned around and presented her sex as she bent over one of the chairs on the bus with her ass before Jason, tempting him as it wiggled slightly with anticipation. "Just tasting your cum in my mouth gave me aftershocks that will last for days, and it looked like it felt good to you too." Katie gave a devilish smile. "Care to find out what will happen if you put it in my cunt?" Jason stared at her aroused and dripping sex, standing up near instinctually as his dick throbbed at the sight. He wanted to stick it in so badly. He wanted to plunge into this beautiful girl, no, this beautiful woman and make her scream his name, make her his. He wanted indulge his primal instincts to pound into her till she couldn't be satisfied by anyone else. But fear took hold, made him hesitate before the girl that so obviously desired him inside her. "What are you waiting for?" she moaned with desire. "Don't tease me." "I-I don't have a condom," he tried to rationalize, despite his near desperate need. Her sex continued to drip before him making his mouth water and her ass swayed hypnotically. "Don't worry, I'm on the pill," she assured him, scooting her pussy to touch the tip of his drooling cock. The contact caused both parties to moan, and once contact was made, his cock remained pushing at her entrance slightly, even when she pulled back. Still he hesitated, as he turned his head in shame. "I-it's... it's my first time," he admitted. Katie smiled and again leaned back causing his rigid cock to press slightly harder against her entrance. "It's my first time taking something anywhere near that big. It'll be a learning experience for us both." She winked at him with a reassuring smile. "Now fuck me," she quietly demanded. That was enough, and Jason could hold out no further. He grabbed her hips, causing her to yelp with pleasant surprise at his strength despite his meager build. His cock was so hard it didn't need a guiding hand as he pressed against her sex, pushing his way into her. Katie sighed as he slowly brought his huge member in, her eyes widened and her whimpers intensified with every inch. Despite with her pussy being practically sloshing with juice, it was still an incredibly tight fit, and he couldn't get himself all the way in with the first thrust, a little over half way in. He found the pleasure was here as well, just as intense if not more so than Katie's mouth. In fact it felt like it burned deeper into him, that it wasn't just lighting up his body, but something further within, touching it, caressing it, but he couldn't tell what. The pleasure enhanced his ability to feel the walls of her pussy milk him for all it was worth, its heat alone would have been enough to climax, its soft yet incredible tightness threatened his ability to control himself and not just start pounding away at her. He pulled back slowly before pushing in further, eliciting moans from his partner. "T-that's it, oh god. G-get it all in. I need it!" she almost growled her last comment, but a groan escaped from her lips as he pressed on, building pace and strength with each stroke. He eventually bottomed out in her, and it felt like heaven. He stopped to bask in the feeling. It was as if he was complete now. That didn't last long however as the need to move took over the two. What had started as slow movements quickly devolved into frantic fucking. The need to fuck, the pleasure coursing through his body, the gorgeous visage before him, the sounds of her egging him on as she moaned and cried out, all these things and so much more drove him out of control. He was soon pounding her with all his might; he needed to get release, needed to give her what she wanted. She came several times on his member spraying his hips with her fluid, his refusal to stop or slow down extending each event. He only paused when he bottomed out to his hilt inside her and came, gripping her tits from behind, and Katie reaching over and brought his mouth unto hers. The pleasure intensified as their lips touch, enhancing the experience as he pumped his near endless load into her. Again his cum had an effect on her, more intense than before as her already tight canal squeezed him hard enough to doubt his ability to actually cum and causing him to gasp. Katie sprayed even more fluid on their contact and her eyes rolled back into her head, losing all control over her muscles as Jason held on to her so she wouldn't fall while he came nearly endlessly in her, cumming far more than he had ever done so in his life. Her sex wasn't enough to contain the sheer amount and it leaked from their connected organs, mixing with her juices. As his body finally came down from its high, he tried to gently bring the front of her body down to the ground despite the slickness their mess made on the floor, her ass hanging in the air still connected to his organ, before he started up again. Even though the pleasure was more intense, even more satisfying then the blowjob, he couldn't stop. Her protests of "W-wait! I'm still sensiti-ahh!" didn't reach his ears as he was in autopilot. It felt too good to stop, and soon Katie was joining him with equal enthusiasm, screaming "More, more! Give me your huge dick! Oh god, give me your cum!!!" It wasn't long before he came with an equally huge load into her, sending them both back into ecstasy as their minds went blank, afterward the cycle beginning anew just as quickly as before. He turned her around till she was on her back, her legs wrapping around his waist and locking him in as he grasped her tits and the two kissed furiously. He couldn't confirm it before, but by this third orgasm, the burning pleasure grew slightly more powerful every time he orgasmed in her. He tasted her greedily as even exhaustion didn't stop him, not until his final climax. He buried himself to the hilt inside of her as he came, his balls finally emptying from the amount it should have emptied from a long time ago. Katie's belly actually expanded ever so slightly from the amount as she held him tight, eager for every drop even though plenty leaked out, the bus's rough carpet being utterly ruined by their exploit and utterly ignored by both participants since Katie didn't even feel it. Indeed her back was only slightly red when Jason figured that kind of treatment should have given her plenty of rug burns, though he chalked it up to the amount of fluids. He finally went soft inside her, rolling out to the side as the two lay in their mess, too exhausted to move, completely and utterly satisfied. The return of the satisfaction was amazing to Jason, and despite his worries about what the hell he agreed to at the school, if it was offering this, this feeling, he would have said yes in a heartbeat. The girl mumbled under her breath "...marry me." Jason turned to her. She let out a half-hearted laugh. "I'm going need that every day." And the bus drove on as it drew closer to Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth. Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth Pt. 03 I'd like to thank Ann Nthusiastically for her hard work editing this chapter * The bus ride keep going as the two covered in sweat and sexual fluids recovered. Despite being on the receiving end of such rough treatment, Katie was the first to stir, letting out a happy sigh. She patted Jason's cock lightly. "Good boy," she praised, before getting up on shaky legs to collect her clothes. Jason lazily watched from the floor. It was almost comical how she held onto the seat rests with a practically drunken stagger toward the bus's restroom, giggling with every misstep. Her face had a grin plastered on it that reminded him of his mother when she became heavily intoxicated. Of course, mom's face never had strands of his cum across it as Katie's did. Jason himself slowly sat up, the euphoria gradually fading. Now that his cock was satisfied, the pleasure starting to subside, he could think again! He came to the realization, sex was messy. Now that he thought about it, it felt a little gross to be lying in a mix of his own fluid. The amount was far more than he had ever produced before. He had never researched it, was a human being supposed to be able to cum this much? Even with his ever-hard cock, previously it would have taken several sessions to make this much, and that included breaks so he wouldn't rub his dick raw. Yet his rod felt fine and flaccid, his balls wonderfully empty. He wanted to wipe himself off as his brain continued to examine the situation with no impedance from his sex drive. He'd never thought of himself as such an aggressive person, but he had pounded Katie with everything he had. Even though he'd had a constant fear of raping someone when his sex drive acted up, that was all it was, a fear. He hid, he dodged, and he escaped. Was this was what he was like when he was set loose? Try as he might, he couldn't feel guilty about his treatment of Katie, even though his upbringing told him he should. Katie had enjoyed every minute of it, even begged for more. He felt, well, pride, more confident than ever before. He supposed any man would feel this way after satisfying such a sexy girl, it didn't stop him from having the biggest shit-eating grin. He was glad they were alone on the bus, though they had been rather loud. "Alone..." Jason's eyes widened. "The bus driver! Shit!" he cursed. There was no way the man hadn't heard everything. Jason looked to the front, apprehensively. The man sat there, minding his own business as he drove the bus. From Jason's perspective, he had never moved in his seat. 'Had he watched the whole thing?' Jason got to his feet slowly, eyeing the front. Jason didn't noticed his assailant till the dry towel hit him in the back, making him jump. "What you looking at?" Katie teased from behind. Jason turned to look. To him, Katie was even more beautiful than before. She wore the same shirt, her hair tidied up back to before, and hell, the only real difference was she was wearing new shorts. (Though that was understandable due to the mess she made out of her previous pair.) It was how her skin looked so flushed, so healthy. Jason couldn't explain it, but Katie looked just a little bit more alive. The swell of her large breasts stretched her shirt wonderfully, her shorts clinging to her hips and round ass. As he stared at her, Jason could feel his cock wanting to come back to life but it was ultimately a futile effort on its part, Jason thankful for that. He drank in her image until Katie gave a fake cough which broke him from his daze. "As much as I wouldn't mind another go," she admitted, "I think it's going to take me a bit longer to feel my lower region for once thanks to you. Besides, I don't have any more clean clothes on me, the rest are packed in my luggage, on the side of the bus." "N-no, I didn't mean to- I mean I wouldn't-," his newfound confidence was thrown almost completely out the window as soon as she spoke. No amount of sex was going to cure zero social skills, Jason thought. Katie interrupted, "Wouldn't what? Fuck me again? It wasn't good for you?" She gave a pout, placing a finger on her mouth, her chest pointed out slightly as she spoke in a disappointed sad tone. It was such an obvious trap that a kindergartener could have seen it coming. Jason fell for it anyway. "I-I didn't say that! Sex with you was amazing! I would fuck you again in a heartbeat!" Jason couldn't stop himself from nearly shouting the last part, forcing him to back track. "I-I mean, when you're ready. A-and willing..." "Awwwwwwww," Katie hugged him tightly, forgetting about the drying mess on his naked body. Jason stiffened in her grasp as his blush brightened and his cock twitched at the touch of her breasts against his chest. "That's so sweet of you to say! I was only teasing, you dork. You're lucky you're so cute, and you've got such a big dick." Katie let go, and looked down at herself, seeing some of the cum transfer and groaned at her mistake. "Seems I'm a bit of a dork myself. You better get cleaned up and dressed. Don't know how close we are to our stop, but we've got to be getting there. At least I hope so." Jason forced himself to relax. "Yeah, guess I should." Bending over to pick up the towel, a question popped up in his mind. "You carry spare towels with you as well?" Katie replied, "Yes, but that one was from the bathroom. It's surprisingly well stocked, for a bus bathroom." "I see." Jason walked over and paused to continue. "So you carry extra clothes with you...?" Katie hesitated to answer, before blushing herself. "Yes, I can be rather messy, when I'm horny if you haven't noticed. I get horny a lot." Jason couldn't understand why she was embarrassed to talk about it now, he didn't understand why he was embarrassed, when the two had fucked like rabbits. Maybe it was just awkwardness of two strangers after sex, or maybe no matter the situation some things were just awkward to talk about. Either way, Jason moved on to clean himself. He didn't have any extra clothes with him; almost all his things were in his luggage save for his small bag full of mostly food and his cheap music player. He began to think it would be a good idea though as he put back on his pants, the wet stain from Katie's fluid felt cold, even if Jason got a bit of pleasure seeing it and placing on his pants, also noticing the drying stain his precum had left on his boxers. He did his best with the bus's bathroom supplies, which was indeed well stocked, using some stain remover. It was beyond odd that a bus's bathroom would have these supplies, but from what little he had gleamed about their destination, it seemed less odd in context. When he exited the bathroom, he was greeted with a smile by his partner in messy crime, and he nervously sat down with her in the back of the bus. He couldn't help but stare up front, and at the mess on the floor wondering if he should clean that up. He turned to Katie who gave him a questioning look . "The bus driver, he had to have at least heard everything," he spoke quietly with a bit of a nervous edge in his voice. "You're right." Katie turned her head as the implication hit her, too. She spoke slightly fast, speeding up as she went along. "That guy has been weird the whole trip, he spoke even less then you when I tried to talk to him, and wouldn't even look at me. That creepy guy must have at least peeked. Wanta make-out?" "That is creepy, so many things about this school have gotten me worr- wait what?" Jason blinked incredulously. "I... I thought you said you weren't ready for another go?" Jason's brain felt like her question had jammed its cogs, forcing it to stop. Katie's blush deepened, "I'm not, even I have limits." Jason could tell Katie was embarrassed even with his novice social skills, her eyes almost refusing to meet his gaze. "I told you before, I'm terrible at small talk. But kissing isn't sex...," she added the last part in a quieter voice. "Besides you taste good." That triggered Jason's libido, even exhaustion and satisfaction could not keep it from lusting after the beautiful girl next to him. It wasn't the raging inferno he was used to, but he could feel the need return, knocking at the door of his mind, his cock almost twitching with each imaginary knock. Still, reason beat out. "Aren't you at least curious to what Lustrum actually is? I can't find any information about the school, and Miss Pallaca, she knocked out my mom and me, just by kissing us!" "But you said yes," Katie leaned toward his face, her eyes staring directly into his. He could smell the results of their earlier efforts in the air still, combined with her new fresh scent. It made him anxious, and with his returning libido battered against his will. She continued, "No, I don't care. I don't care if the place is fishy, or that Miss Pallaca's mouth is better than Ecstasy and LSD combined. I don't care I know little to nothing about this school. We could be going to the mouth of hell for all I care. I know all I need to know, that it will be better than where I came from. I was told it was a place I didn't have to hold back, a place where I can finally be free and be myself, a place where I can finally actually be satisfied from sex instead of constantly getting more horny and more desperate. Anywhere is better than where I was, and if you said yes, then that must be true for you as well." Jason wanted to argue, that the things he saw couldn't be natural, that everything he learned about the school made him nervous, and what he didn't know was worse. But she was right, he had said yes, because deep down, he wanted out of his former life, out from hiding in his room and hiding from people. He said nothing as he looked at her. Angry at himself, and the truth burned, but he didn't do anything, couldn't do anything. "Kiss me," was all he needed to hear. Again he surprised himself and Katie with the ferocity of his kiss, his tongue snuck into her mouth to wrestle with hers, resulting in a squeal of delight from his recipient. Katie seemed to enjoy being dominated, and Jason couldn't help but oblige her. One hand held her to his mouth as the other groped her breast through her shirt. He loved how his hand sank into her soft flesh, how it was big enough to be plenty more than a handful. He wasn't hard yet, still his libido drove him forward. Again pleasure coursed from her lips into him, now making him certain of its unnatural nature. Was she here just to stop him from questioning his trip? To keep him horny and busy fucking? Paranoid thoughts were not enough to make him stop, instead driving him more. Katie herself was ecstatic with his treatment, letting him do whatever he wanted, touch her wherever he desired. She moaned and urged him on, the lack of air only stopped their kiss for a moment before she returned his affection. Jason, though skinny and not her typical image of sex appeal, was everything she ever wanted in a sexual partner, a dominating force that could make her come over and over, make her thoroughly his. His kiss sent equal unnatural pleasure through her body and Katie knew, his cum was even better. It was clear to them both, soon they would lose control and start all over again making another mess. Jason could feel his cock reviving and Katie could feel her fire smoldering again. It didn't matter that less than an hour ago, they were spent and more satisfied than they had ever been in their entire lives. All that mattered were their growing needs and what was necessary for satisfaction. Jason's hand dove under her shirt and bra but then the two were jolted by the sudden stop of the bus. They looked around and indeed the bus had stopped moving. The bus driver spoke for the first time, calling from the front in a flat monotone, "We're here. Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth. Last stop, all passengers get out." It was enough to break their sexual mood, even though both were panting and bright red. The two awkwardly gathered their things and headed off, avoiding the mess on the floor. As Jason exited the bus, he scanned the bus driver who sat in his chair, unmoving, uncaring, and didn't bother to give the boy a glance. Jason shivered and walked off, facing the school that would be his new home. They seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by trees making clear this was a heavily forested area. Jason cursed himself for not paying more attention to the road and how he had gotten here. The only defining features were the narrow road the bus sat on, and the campus gate before him. It was twilight as the sun was past its zenith, hiding behind the tree lines, coloring the area with a bit of summer shadow. The gate was tall, black, and made of iron. And utterly useless. There was a small wall to which the gates attached and which held them up, but it didn't extend outward to form a proper wall at all, only going as far as the first tree, not very far at all. The gate basically spanned the gravel road that led into the school, roughly 20 feet, give or take, and nothing else. At best, it prevented vehicles from entry, as the trees were a bit too close together to drive through. But on foot, walking around the gate wasn't even a minor inconvenience. Jason had been imagining at worst a prison-like setting, and the seeming isolation fit that, but if anyone wanted to walk away, there seemed to be no hinderance. Through the gate he could see several buildings, white in nature, but rather bland. The central building was at least three stories tall with plenty of windows, certainly large with several off-shooting sections, but nothing unusual screamed out about the building to him. It looked like a school, though perhaps a bit smaller than his public school. The other two buildings were, at best, audaciously colored, one baby blue and the other a soft pink. The pink building was much larger than the blue one, also three stories high, and the structure reminded him of an apartment complex with several balconies littering its sides. The blue one was similar, though only a one story building, otherwise identical in design and shape. The campus itself seemed plenty large, built into a clearing several yards away from the wall. Jason could see people milling about, though they were just ants in his long distance vision, no details besides mostly feminine figures. They all seemed to be wearing similar clothes, based on just the color, but that was all he could see. By the time he helped Katie unload her stuff from the side panel of the bus, someone had walked to the gate, opening it to greet them. "All right, more delicious newbies to add to our school's rank." The woman that stood at the gate was incredibly short, standing barely 5 feet, on her tiptoes. She had an incredibly youthful appearance that made the outfit she wore look more like a mid-teen playing dress up, but her voice sounded far more mature than her body along with far more developed curves upon her form. She wore a dark blue business dress and an incredibly short skirt that even from his height Jason could tell it just barely covered her lower region, black stockings covering her legs as she stood in slightly heeled red shoes. It seemed the business suit was a bit too big as it hung a little loosely off her, which it made it all the more apparent she was wearing nothing underneath to cover her chest. The suit coat closed just under her breasts, the orbs somehow partially covered to hide the nipples, possibly with double-sided tape, but showed plenty of cleavage. They were not as big as Miss Pallaca's, or even Katie's, in fact they were just about a handful for Jason, though his hands were larger than most. They were however perfectly perky, round, and tantalizing. Although Jason preferred them larger, his recent interactions giving him plenty to fantasize about, he found hers plenty appealing as the woman's provocative style made his dick start to wake from its slumber. Her blonde hair was neck length and parted in a bob cut to reveal innocent looking blue eyes and a near cherry red mouth which was all the more apparent as she licked her lips when she greeted Jason. "Mister Sopio, welcome to Lustrum Academy. It's always good to see more boys on campus. There are never enough cocks here for the girls to cream themselves on. I hope you're ready for the challenge." Jason was taken aback by her greeting. Either the woman didn't notice or didn't seem to care. "And Miss Skeehc, welcome as well." She seemed to sniff the air before continuing. "It seems you already have had a taste of our new stud over here. I must admit, that makes me a bit jealous, I like to get the taste of a new cock first, especially if what my sister said was true. I love popping cherries inside of me. Ah well, to the winner goes the sperm." Every single word the woman spoke was sultry in some fashion; it seemed natural to her like breathing. She was the same as Miss Pallaca in that regard, though it sounded so odd coming from a woman of her stature with such an innocent face. Katie blushed with apprehension and embarrassment. "How do you know that?" The woman gave a small knowing smile. "At least you don't deny it, too many come here and still try to hide from themselves. Some still do. I can smell it on you." Seeing the worried look in Katie's eyes as she tried to smell herself, the woman waved her hand down with a reassuring voice, "Don't worry, it smells wonderful, sure to attract some girls to your pussy for a taste." Katie was not reassured. "Wait, Miss Pallaca is your sister?" his mind focused in on that bit of info, purposefully ignoring the blatant sexual talk to something he could at least deal with at the moment. While his cock was willing to pay attention (almost standing at attention by this point) he himself was nowhere near prepared for today. "Yes, can't you tell? We look so much alike, though I think I got the better deal on the ass." She turned around and slapped her rear with an audible smack, trailing her hand upward slowly, lifting up her skirt due to friction, revealing the woman indeed had a very well rounded and tight ass for a brief second. Jason couldn't help but stare till she turned back around. Jason shook his head, trying to make sense of the situation. "Anyway, my name is Vice Principle Mentula, but you can call me Tula. Unless calling me Miss Mentula or VP Tula floats your boat. Mommy is another name I don't mind if it revs your engine. I would like to officially welcome you two to our Academy. I like to call it paradise, personally. Here, you may fuck whenever, wherever, and whomever you like. As long as it doesn't interfere with schoolwork and classes of course .We can't having you come to our special school and failing. That would make us look bad to the school board." Jason couldn't believe the words he was hearing. "You're saying... that this place is..." Tula nodded with a smile. "A fuck utopia. A fucktopia." She laughed at her own little lame joke. "You two were given the option to come here because just like everyone else on this campus, you two are horny. And not just horny, you two crave sexual satisfaction well beyond what normal people are capable of feeling. Your grades suffered, your social capabilities suffered, your family suffered, you suffered. Left alone, people like you tend to go two routes: either you take the easy way out, or you end up on the news." Jason felt so utterly dumbfounded. He just couldn't wrap his brain around the situation. "So... this is a school where anyone can have sex with anyone else whenever and wherever they want to..." "Yup, save for interrupting class, or if you continue to fail in school work. Then we have to give you a talk, got to keep you motivated to do well. Oh yeah, no rape, but that's hardly an issue here, even the teachers are horny and ready to fuck; everyone is dead sexy as hell, at least in my opinion." Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth Pt. 03 "That's it. I'm out of this mad porn house." Jason walked to his bags and started to pack them back in the bus. "I'm not dealing with some kinda, crazy porn school. That's just two steps away from reality for me, two steps farther than I ever wanted to go." Katie rushed over to him and put her hand on his shoulder. "Wait, just wait. Please, stay." The VP just shook her head, "Katie, let the wet blanket go." Katie glanced at Tula then back to Jason who paused, struggling over her plea. He'd known her for less than a day. They'd had sex sure, but he had no idea what to classify their relationship as. But her plea still hit him hard. He had more in common with this sex-crazed girl than any person he'd ever met in his entire life, and whether he liked it or not, her words meant something to him. Tula called out to the pair. "Let him go, nothing is keeping anyone from leaving. If he wants to return back to his life under the stairs in the cupboard at Dursley's house, let him. Just remember, there are only two results to that path. Here, this school works. Everyone who has graduated is able to live a normal life." That got Jason's attention and he turned around. Tula smiled as she continued. "Hiding and pretending the problem isn't there isn't going to work. That's only going to make it worse. Here you can learn to live with your craving, control it rather than let it control you. You can be with people with the same needs as you, hell, most end up marrying someone they know from here after they leave because they'll understand you better than anyone else outside this campus. So stay, and keep your deal the way you promised, or go, back to misery. Your choice." Jason turned toward Katie, who continued her pleading gaze, before wheeling back to the bus facing his luggage. He stared, clenching his fists. He did the most violent thing he'd ever done in his life; he punched the side of the bus. Ignoring his pain, he grabbed his bags and walked back toward the small woman, angrier than he had ever been before. He wasn't angry at her, he was angry at his decision, at his indecision, at having to make a decision. He was angry at the world, angry at the bus, and most importantly angry at himself. Tula stood there unfazed while Jason strode up and stared unswervingly into her. "Fine, I'll stay, but if this place doesn't do as you say, or there's more creepy or fishy shit about, I reserve my right to leave." Tula held out her hand, a wide smug grin on her face. "Fine, but only if you fuck my ass before you leave." Jason gripped her hand into a violent handshake, "Fine" not really paying attention to the tacked on addendum to the agreement. "Good." Jason's anger only seemed to make her more delighted. "Then you better get your things. Tonight I suggest you rest up because your classes start tomorrow. You can pick up your assigned schedule at the student help desk in the morning." Reaching into her business dress coat, brushing against her breast, she pulled out two large metal nameplates, handing them to the appropriate owners. "The blue building is for boys, the pink is for girls. You can take any room as long as it doesn't already have a nameplate on it or ask the owner if they want to shack up if you get lonely at night. Just hang yours over a door and the room is yours." Katie, looking back up from the plate spoke, "Umm... if sex is okay anytime and anywhere, with anyone, why are there separate dormitories?" Tula gave her a mischievous smile, "So the girls know where the cock is, of course." "...Oh, ok." "Now run along, run along. Go find yourselves a room. I have to go thank our school's wonderful bus driver. I would love to follow you in and help you settle yourselves, inside me of course, but that will have to wait, shoo, shoo." The tiny woman urged them to gather their things and head out, pushing them from behind, grabbing their asses equally making both uncomfortable as they left. Glancing behind as they walked toward the campus, they glimpsed Tula enter the bus then turned to each other. Jason was the first to speak, "...I'm glad she shooed us away, I don't want to hear any creepy sex moans from that bus driver." Katie laughed nodding her head; the two continued on their way. ......................................................... Tula made sure the two were out of sight before taking a full breath, breathing in the smell of sex that permeated the bus. The young pupae of an incubus had set her off considerably, his pheromones while he was mad almost made her jump his bones right then and suck him dry before he was ready. She let her form relax as her smooth summer tanned skin was suddenly a-wash with blood red. Black archaic markings of sensuality appeared on the left side of her form, swirling on her arm, on her cheek, on her left breast, on her ass and thigh, and just above her sex. A thin black tail emerged right above her ass and below her spine, a large black tuff of fur marked the end of it almost like a flame. Her eyes turned blood red and became sharp as a cat's, signaling her as a predator. Her hair turned stark white as she flushed it and moaned in her transformation. Her chest expanded an inch outward as well as her ass, her cunt dripped with need as it soaked through her stockings with no panties in the way. Red wings spread from her back, her clothes undamaged as if they had been tailor made for her wings. Transformation into her true form was always pleasurable, and she fingered herself slightly through the fabric. Yes, the boy was potent, smelling his seed in the bus made that clear. The mess impressed the succubus further, a virgin pupae could usually barely come twice the amount of a normal human, and the bulge in his pants put him on the bigger end for size as well, though admittedly not the biggest she seen with a new pupae. Still, it was going to be a big one, when all was said and done, and Tula's motto was the bigger the better. While her sister Pallaca was all about cum quality and quantity, Tula was a size queen, even for a succubus. The thought of the finished product sent shivers down her spine. She needed to feed, right now. She turned to the bus driver, who continued to stare forward with a blank expression, black nails rubbing against his cheek. "Come on out, my pet, momma's got a reward for being such a good boy and not fucking the guppies." The bus driver turned its head, eyes blank, and opened its mouth. A mass of green tentacles spilled forth onto the bus floor, leaving slime and cum where each landed as each tentacle end was a green cock, the tentacle cocks swirling and binding around each other, constantly spewing precum everywhere. What had been a bus driver now sat in a pile of fake realistic skin and clothes on its seat, while a single large eye appeared in the mass and looked at the succubus. Tula looked at it, lovingly patting a tentacle, speaking to it like a baby. "Good boy, mommy can see you're all pent up. Little succubus pupae made you all horny and it's such a long trip. Don't worry, mommy will take care of it." The succubus took a few steps back and turned around, holding onto a seat with one hand, spreading her ass with the other and her tail. Her scent overpowered the odor of sex already in the bus, the writhing mass going into a furious frenzy at the sight and smell. "Mommy's feeling pent up too. Fuck mommy, make me feel good." The mass exploded with movement, leaping upon her, the succubus laughing with joy. ......................................................... As Jason and Katie walked through the campus, he noticed one thing about all the other students upon the campus. Well, he noticed two things, technically, 4 things if you count both cheeks. Almost every student had either large tits, a large ass or both. The girls came in all shapes and sizes each equally beautiful, their skin smooth and beautiful as if teen acne was not allowed here, faces equally so. It seemed though small tits were rare, in fact, Katie's size was the most common. At his old school, girls would have killed to have the size Katie had, here it was the norm. Asses were fantastic and well flaunted. Jason's cock drooled slightly in his pants at the sight. It was a walking wet dream. Jason noticed something concerning breast sizes; generally people that looked his age or younger had the smaller but still impressive busts and/or asses. The ones slightly older than the two of them had around or just under Katie's expansion. Older than that and looking to be in their last year at school had bigger chest pillows. Katie, catching Jason checking out her own chest and all the rest of the girls, teased, "Found something interesting and significant in the breasts around here?" Jason smiled, feeling his newfound confidence again, stemming not just from the sex, but his display earlier, "Interesting, yes, seems you're ahead of the curve." He made a small hand wave motion to indicate the curves he was talking about, though he kept it small, he wasn't THAT confident yet. She looked surprised and smiled, giving a small fist tap to his arm. "You told a joke! See, this place is better for you already. Though, you need to work on your jokes. That was terrible," she grinned excitedly. The other thing Jason didn't expect, people were... normal. They weren't just fucking each other left and right. They were hanging out, talking, studying, having a laugh, having a good time. For as much as he'd worried, this made him feel at ease. Normalcy was comforting in an odd way. They reached the boys' dorm, finding an empty room rather quickly. He did note guys were few on campus, at least from what he'd seen outside, easily 10 to 1, if not more. He opened the door to check inside, walking in. Katie joined him as he placed his bags on an empty table, noting the huge size of the 'room' he was given. It was more like a full apartment. He turned around as Katie grabbed his nameplate from him, and placed his alongside hers above the door. "Ummm... what are you doing?" Katie smiled, "Moving in with you, at least for the night. The Vice Principle didn't say any rules against boys and girls rooming together and honestly I don't think she'll mind. Why, do you have a problem?" Jason stammered, "N-no I don't have a problem with it..." "That's good; I need to thank you for staying. It's better knowing someone on the first day of school then no-one, right? And you look real hot when you're mad. So I can't think of a better way to thank you than at least staying the night and help you christen your room." Jason waved his hand, "There's no need to thank me, and honestly I didn't do much... Wait, christen?" Katie rolled her eyes, pulling her shirt over her head, throwing it to the floor, shutting the door and locking it. "My god, you're a dork. Fuck me. Fuck me hard," she demanded sternly. Jason took two seconds to comprehend, "...Oh. Ok." And that was it. He leapt on her like lightning, surprising himself with how fast he had his mouth attached to hers as he crushed her against the door. Eyes went wide as his ferocity overpowered her, and she melted in his arms. He was a beast and she loved it. She nearly ripped his pants to get his dick out, the key to her delight drooling obscenely in its desire to fuck her senseless. His kiss sent waves of desire through her as it set her senses on fire. She knew it wasn't natural; she had kissed plenty of guys before. Whatever was in his mouth, whether it was his addictive-tasting saliva, or just the feel of his lips against hers, she couldn't get enough of the gratification it produced. Miss Pallaca's kiss had had far stronger effects, and she would have daydreams about it, but Miss Pallaca wasn't ferocious, and wasn't trying to claim her. There was something slightly different about the pleasure he produced, like the texture difference between vegetables and meat, but what really set her off was how forceful he was. With his cock free, it rubbed against her stomach and shorts as he pressed against her, ripping her bra off and placing his mouth on her nipples, the sensations now flowing from her chest making her cry out in joy as she orgasmed. Her soaking shorts stimulated his cock till Jason had had enough and he lowered her to the ground, pinning her down. Katie didn't fight him one bit, urging him on once her mouth was free, "That's it! Take me! Fuck me till I'm yours! Paint my insides white! With her trapped beneath him, Jason drew her shorts and panties off as quickly as he could, bending her legs against her breasts with her pussy and asshole laid bare, pointed up into the air. Expecting to be penetrated then and there, Katie happily spread her puffed up pussy wide for him, her sex dripping nearly a stream down her body as she spread its aroused lips. Instead though, he went down on her, his mouth taking her lower lips as he licked, lightly bit, and sucked upon her sex. "Nooo! Cock! I need Cock!" she half-heartedly whimpered as pleasure from his mouth flowed into her most sensitive region, making her squirm with bliss, quickly building her to yet another satisfying orgasm. Jason found the taste of her pussy even more addicting and inviting than her spit, its tang had an odd flavor but delicious nevertheless. He could smell her desire directly from the source and it only served to make his dick harder and more demanding. Pleasure coursed from her pussy as he stuck his tongue inside, penetrating something deeper inside himself, beyond his body. It made it hard to think, but he aimed to be a quick learner and watched her every reaction while he ate her out. Sensing her impending orgasm, he stopped, moving his body up, making Katie whimper as she teetered on the edge. He slid his cock to her entrance and began rubbing her labia, tormenting her. "Don't tease me! Please, just ram your huge cock into my pussy!" she begged. Jason grunted in reply, "As you wish." He plunged his cock into her wet folds. Again the two felt complete though Jason resisted coming himself while Katie's insides began to spasm with a powerful orgasm as he inserted himself quickly to the hilt. The biggest cock Katie had ever had began deeply plowing her as each thrust sent shockwaves through her body as her sensitive cunt took the force of his blows. She screamed with pleasure, "Oh God, soooo thick, so deep!" She could feel him pound her cervix against her womb, demanding entry. And she knew the best was yet to come, as he brought her to still another orgasm. Jason grunted as her tight walls squeezed him, the slickness and heat clamping like a vice against him whenever Katie climaxed, threatening his own ability to keep on. His body burned with the pleasure her cunt could provide, the taste of her fluid still upon his tongue. Finally he couldn't hold out any longer, his cum blasting into the deepest parts of her womb. Katie came harder than she believed possible as soon as the first spurt entered her womb, each spurt afterward extending the high. Her mind went completely and utterly blank as her eyes rolled back; she lost all ability to speak, or even scream. His cum was better, and even more powerful than his and Miss Pallaca's kisses combined. It burned deeper in her, not just coursing through her body, but through her being. It felt like life exploding inside her, as if a universe was being born just for her to eat. She drank in that pleasure with drunken glee. It seemed, no, she knew at this point, every time he came inside her, that joy, that euphoria got stronger, and so did her threshold to handle it, just barely keeping up. Jason took note as the pleasure he received while attached increased as well, as he began to feel what exactly it was like. It demanded he give more and more of himself, and the more he gave, the better he felt. Once more he didn't feel empty or depleted when he gave more to the desire, it felt like he had plenty to give, in fact more than he could give at one time. He wanted, he needed to give more, otherwise he was going to explode as he had too much to give and it was the only way to relieve the tension. Jason spurted and spurted, filling her sex with plenty to spare as the surplus squished out of their union. Once he was done, he paused only a moment before he was pounding again, the mix of his own fluids in her sex doing nothing to deter him. He felt still hard as iron, and his balls still overwhelmingly full. Once wasn't enough, once was never enough. Katie couldn't agree more as she tried to coax more and more out of him, wiggling her hips and pounding back to increase both of their pleasures, quickly bringing the two to another show stopping climax as the puddle of fluid grew beneath them. Even on her skin his cum induced euphoria, and she did her best to muffle her screams with his lips. Once he came a second time, he picked her up with a surprising strength coming from such a skinny kid and fucked her while standing, holding her up under her arms. She held on tightly to his neck wrapping her legs around his waist to help, impeding their fucking movement, but far from deterring them from trying as their combined fluids dripped down, soaking Jason's legs. As awkward and clumsy as it was, he slowly but surely walked toward what he hoped was the bedroom, failing twice, growling with frustration as he found first a bathroom then a closet before finally reaching the bed. He laid her on the mattress, allowing an easier route to plow her at full force, soaking the corner of the rather new looking bed in cum and vaginal juices. Exhausted from his feat, he rolled off of her with a pop, almost falling off the bed, breathing heavily, his large hard cock pointing straight in the air, glistening with cum. Katie almost without thinking pounced on it with her mouth, desperately sucking on it to gain more cum from his organ. Jason groaned under the assault and weakly pumped her head as she gobbled up his cock. It wasn't long before he creamed inside her lips, his flavor was enough to set her off again, the effects of it enhancing her own climax to new heights. After another minute long orgasm, Jason finally started to fall flaccid; he thanked whatever gods were out there that Katie seemed satisfied as well, content to clean his cock off before crawling up next to him and falling asleep, himself not far behind. ......................................................... Tula exited the bus, the cum on her body starting to smoke as she absorbed it into her skin. She rubbed her now full bloated belly affectionately, not caring in the least bit her attire was trashed as she transformed back into her human form, her round belly staying with her, but soon it would return to normal after being fully absorbed by her body. She looked at the now shriveled mass of tentacles, barely moving weakly inside the bus. "Oops, I guess I took too much," she giggled. Her sister would love the amount of cum, but not the quality, and tentacle beast cum was no substitute for human cum, especially incubus cum. Her thoughts returned to the boy as she licked her lips tasting some remaining cum. She was better at holding back than her sister, especially now that she had something to fill her belly. Tomorrow, it wouldn't hurt to have a taste, she grinned wickedly. Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth Pt. 04 I would like to thank all the wonderful feedback I have gotten for this story and also would like to personally thank all those who sent the private feedback asking for this story and if I was going to continue writing it. Long story short, yes. Long story not so short, I like to think I actually listen to feedback and I have acquired an editor for my stuff. The problem being is that the editor is extremely busy, and hasn't gotten back to me on my old stuff yet, and I was hoping to release a nice and edited version of my new stuff, spic and spiffy. At this point though, it became a choice between waiting most likely a good while longer, or release and then retroactively submit the edits. And it seemed that people didn't want to wait, and to be honest, neither did I. I will continue to try and write one chapter a week and release them when I'm done and hopefully I can get the fully edited stuff out soon. So as an apology for the wait, as well as the lack of sex (but still full of sexiness I hope) Chapter 5 should be released relatively soon, hopefully at the same time this one gets out. Thanks for reading -PastelOrange Jason woke hearing rapping at his door, alone, and surprisingly very clean. He groggily woke from his bed, rubbing his hair. The rapping was rhythmic to a tune he didn't know, and very impatient. "I'll be there in a minute." He yelled out from the bed room as he tried to collect his thoughts, his brain slowly remember the crazy events that transpired the day before. It had been a fantastical ride, losing his virginity, and then fucking the same girl vigorously again with the same girl in one day. He looked around for Katie, finding no one on the bed with him, but did find her suitcase opened and ruffled through on the bedroom floor. A brief search outside the room showed no signs of life save for the possible person that waited behind the front door. Where ever Katie was, she would be back for her clothes he hoped as he slid out of bed buck naked. Again he was surprised with the lack of mess he found on the floor. His seemingly newfound ability of a cum hose had sprayed the two, the bed and the floor last night, with Katie contributing plenty with girl spunk. The room didn't even smell of their tryst, it smelled clean, it looked clean. 'Did Katie clean up our mess?'He wondered. 'If she did, she was a wonder-maid.' He kind of felt guilty for failing to contribute to the cleaning of the titanic mess, he would have to make it up to her. He turned and regarded the clean sheets he sat upon, marveling at the skill it must have took to remove and replace the sheets with him still on the bed. By then the rapping started up again, coxing another yell out by Jason. Whoever was at the front door was persistent. The clothes he wore yesterday were missing, but thankfully the clothes in his luggage were not and the rush the noise outside brought him too didn't give him time to think about that. He slapped a pair of sweatpants, noting how easy it was to actually put pants on without his giant boner, making him smile for a second then rushing toward the door. Pants would be enough. He opened the door. Before him stood a sun blonde girl in the middle of her next rhythmic knock. She had a beach tan to her skin as the morning chill entered Jason's room through the door. Her hair was short and tomboyish, though her form was anything but, and she smiled confidently and brightly at him, her blue eyes were ecstatic with joy at the sight of him. She, as it seemed like all the girls at the school were, was drop dead gorgeous, the girl having more of a Latina complexion. Overall the girl seemed incredibly energetic, far too energetic for someone who was not a morning person. She lightly hopped up and down. "Good Morning! And welcome to your first day at school!" Her voice was chipper. It grated on his morning mood. That did stop his eyes from following the movements of her breasts. He couldn't help himself, especially how she was dressed. Unlike the other girls at the school that seemed to wear a uniform, though a simple one, this girl was wearing practically nothing but a bright white string bikini that basically covered nothing. Her chest was huge, as it seemed was the standard, below Katie's range he figured, but still plenty full with a wonderful shape with added tanned skin to make it a bit more exotic, with no tan lines. He could see her clearly pink and small areola, the see-through tiny triangle was useless as her nipple jutted as thick as a pencil eraser. Her body was smooth and thin discounting her waistline, her hips giving a decent curve with a nice ass concealed with nothing as her clean shaved pussy made a camel toe with the tiny fabric cover her lips. Sandals topped off the random swimwear along with an odd addition, a studded collar around her neck, though it seemed to fit the beauty. She continued, like she was cheering him on. "As a welcoming gift, I'm here to give you a morning blowjob!" She smiled, pleased with herself. Jason did the sensible thing in his opinion. He closed the door, yawned, and started back to his room. The rapping returned in earnest as the girl cried from outside the door. "Wait! I have other stuff to tell you! I'll get in trouble if I don't!" Jason sighed, and thought about his warm bed, taking a couple of seconds to hold on to that thought, before he stopped ignoring the noise. He opened the door again to find the girl nearly falling over before taking a second to regain her composure. "That's mean you know, hurt a girls feelings shutter her down like that. That's rude in general to slam a door on someone, but especially on a cute girl who only want to-" Jason cut her grumpily off "You said you'd get in trouble if you didn't tell me something." "Oh! Oh, yes! I'm supposed to wake new students up on their first day, a lot of students forget to set their alarm, it's an hour and thirty till the start of classes." "Well, you woke me up, job accomplished, good day." Jason again was about to shut the door before the girl put her hand in the way and struggled to stop it. "Wait! There's more!" Jason sighed and stopped his attempt, she gave a pert and frustrated face at him before clearing her throat. "Your sign says there are two residents, are you both up? I'm also supposed to give you these, and deliver your breakfast." She pointed to a box next to her on the ground, inside as it lay open were cereal and folded clothes. "There's a fridge in everyone's room. After today, it's up to the students to keep their fridge stocked from the cafeteria food bank." "Umm, thanks." Jason felt a little guilty for being so mean, now that he could see she was actually doing a job, and not just jumping to his door to illicit sex. "...Sorry for shutting the door on you, I don't mean to have a bad sense of humor in the morning." Again Jason felt his unpracticed social skills were heavily inadequate for the situation. The girl however seemed to take his apology at stride. She hand waved it nonchalantly, returning to her chipper tone "It's alright. My name is Danna" "Jason" He replied curtly, unsure whether to hold his hand out for a handshake or something, deciding against it in the end. She handed him two sets of clothes. "Here are the school uniforms, one for you and one for your roommate. You can buy different design clothes with the school logo at the school store, with a little bit of school credit." Jason took the clothes and examined them, they were simple enough in design. It was a simple white polo shirt, the upper left breast held a logo in fancy lettering that Jason assumed to be the school logo. The pants were black slacks, rather featureless. He was a little bit surprised the school knew his size. He examined presumably Katie's set, finding the clothes identical. Jason recalled most of the girls at the school seem to wear skirts, not pants, he guessed school credit got some use then. Taking a blatant look at Danna's clothing he raised an eyebrow. "So, are the uniforms mandatory...?" It took the girl a couple of seconds to catch his meaning as she looked at herself then look back with a smile. "Oh no, school uniforms are provided by the school, but they aren't in the least bit mandatory. It's just most students wear them anyway. I personally find them bland. School colors white and black, how boring can you be. Plus, clothes are stuffy, I sometimes prefer just to go naked." Jason could only slowly nod. "...so you're a nudist then?" He personally never met a nudist, quite frankly never understood it. He didn't want to judge and didn't think anything was wrong with being a nudist. He just felt it would be kind of, breezy and chilly. He supposed they would be used to it though, all he could do is shrug and leave the subject. Turns out he was wrong about his guess though. "Exhibitionist!" She claimed with much enthusiasm. "...O...Oh." Was the best response Jason could muster. She continued. "Nothing is better than when all eyes are on me! Oh it feels like their gaze caresses me! I'm getting excited just thinking about it." Her hand grasped her breast and began to massage the flesh, her other hand went to her lower extremities and began to gently caress the fabric barely covering her sex. Her eyes drifted upward as she was clearly lost in her imagination, if anything, Jason helped her along by standing there. "Then why do most students wear the uniforms if they are so bland and not required?" Jason eyes made a quizzical expression. She smiled naughtily. "It's because they clean easy and don't stain. Don't know what their made of, but a quick visit to the bathroom is easily enough to clean them off, good as new. All the clothes at the store are like that." Jason wondered if he should shut the door now. Again, he didn't want to judge based on someone's fetish, but this was out of his small comfort zone. "...Is that all you needed to give me?" The girl returned from her day dream, her hands stopping for a moment, before a clever smile returned to her face. "Yes, there's one more thing." She immediately dropped to her knees, grabbing Jason's hastily thrown-on pants and pulling them down with her to his ankles. His cock was free and was directly at her eye level before she grabbed it as well before Jason could properly react and licked the length of the hardening cock. "I still haven't given you your morning blowjob." She spoke before swallowing his member whole. Jason grabbed her head and let out a moan as pleasure pulsed from his cock and reverberated throughout his body. He dammed himself for being so weak willed, but he resigned himself to his fate. He just couldn't resist the pleasure that Danna's mouth brought him, it felt just so dam good, and his cock was becoming easier to please by the second as his libido ignited. He just hoped she would finish before Katie got back, from wherever she was. He didn't know what to define their relationship as, but he personally rather find out without potential damaging events to that relationship occurred. Still, he couldn't deny his need as his cock hardened to full length causing the girl to choke and pullout, leaving heavy dribbles of spit along the shaft of his cock. While part of his brain worried he was somehow cheating on Katie, the other was much louder and had began to beat back the other voice as soon as her lips touched his cock, the voice telling him that they weren't in any official relationship, so nothing should be wrong. His cock stood hard and angry at the loss of attention from Danna. She admired the organ with glee. "I love the feeling of cock getting hard and growing in my mouth." Looking up into Jason's eyes with a smirk, she slowly lavished his tip, tasting his pre-cum with delight. "Caught me off guard." She spoke between licks. "Should have told me you were packing a monster. If I'd known you were packing something this big and delicious, I would have swallowed your cock sooner." She moved on to slowly worship his shaft with her tongue, eliciting more moans from herself and him. 'I don't know how much quicker you could have been at lunging for my dick.' Jason thought but decided not to comment, enjoying the skilled work of her tongue. Danna was devilishly skilled at this, Jason couldn't believe how good her tongue made him feel as she slowly worked his shaft till she reached his balls, lavishing them with affection. She even sucked one into her mouth despite its overly large size to match his cock, releasing it from her mouth to speak sweetly to him. "I can almost taste a nice large load churning for me. Spray it all over me, no need to hold back, I want it all over my chest and face." Danna once again corked her mouth with his cock, slowly and methodically moving up and down his member, taking it deeper and deeper into her gullet with each dive, her tongue moving magically in her mouth. All Jason could do was stand and enjoy the onslaught, the pleasure and her talent with his cock paralyzed him. It was a miracle he was still standing. The pleasure Danna could produce was at a noticeable higher degree than Katie's, though at the rate Katie's strengthened, that wouldn't be true for long. He was however beginning to notice the very, he didn't know, texture of the sensation differed. Katie's pleasure empowered him, begged him to take charge, fed his instincts and overpowered his reason. Pallaca's was similar in the sense it batted away at his reason and baited him into a more proactive role, but hers demanded submission, the urge to feed the mature woman's lust with everything he had. Danna's though was less like fire, more like a light that drew him in like a bug. It told him that she need, nay deserved all attention, that Danna was a star and he was just along for a ride. Danna didn't seem to have any more trouble due to his size other than her initial surprise as she was soon deep-throating his huge cock like a champion. She seemed to be enjoying herself as well on his cock, moaning with a mouthful of his member and clearly leaking her own excitement below. The noises she made and the way it reverberated on his cock drove him closer to the edge. And it seemed she was getting impatient as she worked his cock, speeding up with every plunge. Jason had no hope of holding back, he was surprised he was able to hold back this imminent release as well as he was, controlling his orgasm was still a new practice to him. He opened his eyes to enjoy the view of the gorgeous tanned girl sucking on his cock, till a figure at the corner of his vision lured his vision. "Katie?!" he gasped as the surprise made him lose his focus, his brain being overloaded with the searing white of his orgasm. Given no warning, Danna's mouth was quickly overwhelmed by the size of his load, forcing her to pull off, spilling his load from her mouth as his cock continued to pump thick strand on top of thick strand all over her face and chest, it dripping to the rest of her body, covering her near head to toe in strands of his cum. She didn't seem to mind, in fact she presented her body to be showered in his seed, orgasmic glee plastered on her face along with his cum as she shuddered with her own release brought on by the effects of his cum. "So thick and such an overwhelming manly smell~! It's like your marking me as your territory~!" Katie stood there, her eyes wide, her mouth clamped shut as she stood and watched the sight. As Jason's high wore down, so did his horror and fear rise. He could see Katie had worked up a bit of sweat, and it wasn't hard to tell what she had been doing that morning based on her apparel. She wore black tracksuit, the sides lined with bright red as it hung tightly to her expansive chest, her toned midriff showing. The pants of the tracksuit hung to her hips with dear life as they were so low they threatened to fall off, an inch at best was all that was needed to reveal her sex. Her hair was tied up into a ponytail as she stared at the scene. It was obvious she had been out running. Even after a long minute of spewing all over the tan bikini girl, Jason couldn't find words what to say, and he was stuck like a deer in headlights. After licking some excess dribbled from his still rock-hard cock once he finally finished his load, Danna shakily got to her feet, almost slipping in the mess, giggling. "Boy do you cum a lot for a new kid. I think this is more than some of the seniors! Uha!" It was clear she was still experiencing spasms of her own as she stood, starting to shakily walk away. This managed to provoke a response from Jason, though he wasn't ready to deal with the Katie situation just yet. "Woah, where are you going? You can clean-up inside if you want..." Even if his dick was still raring to go, his mind was far from sex at the moment. Danna turned and smiled back, still recovering. "Sorry. I would love to stay and fuck till your dicks dry, but as promised, it was just a welcome blowjob. I have other things I need to do before class starts, though you've made my day already." "...alright, what about cleaning up?" Danna seemed to mock think about it. "Naaaah, I like the paint job you gave me!" She stuck out her tongue. "Besides, some of my other stops may want a taste, your cum is fantastic! Wouldn't be surprised if it becomes the highest in demand at school." Jason looked at her incredulously as she strolled off, walking past Katie, bring him back to the reality of the situation. Danna seemed oblivious to the tension, walking past Katie and making a show of sucking cum of her finger as she made her way past. She left the two dazed and alone in front of his room at the blue building. Katie was the first to speak. "That was HOT!!!" Katie rushed over to Jason, unzipping the front of her sweat suit to reveal a layer of probably two sports bra's, all different colors. They were doing their best to contain her abundant chest till she pulled them both up to release her bounty without taking any of her clothes off. Jason was caught off guard, especially when Katie initiated a fierce kiss, his pants still around his ankles almost cost him his balance. His dick smeared her slick belly with the remnants of his last orgasm and now dripping pre as she pressed her body close. Despite his surprise, Jason quickly recovered and returned her kiss, wrapping his arms around her and overpowering her mouth with his own. Katie responded with excited mewls into his mouth at the assault before breaking it and lower herself face to face with his dick. Jason recovered his breath and his thoughts while she lovingly stroked his dick with her hand and tongue, the other at work inside her pants. "So... wait, you're not mad?" He was utterly bewildered, and horny. There was a sense of relief as his worry was for not, but all the worry was now replaced with confusion. Katie paused and looked up with equal confusion. "Mad about what?" She didn't stop wanking him off, but she did slow down considerably. "Well..." Maybe he was over-reaching what he expected their relationship to be. They only met yesterday, and they never declared themselves in any official relationship, besides Katie's joke on the bus about marrying him. There was no evidence to even consider their relationship was an exclusive one, especially after a day, and even then, he immediately broke it. "I just thought you'd be mad, seeing me with another girl." He couldn't stop the words. Even if he knew he was expecting too much, he kind of wanted her as his girlfriend, absurd as the immediate time frame these feelings formed in. "Mad? My man so virile other girls want him and one girl isn't enough, god that's my living wet dream!" She spoke excitedly before backing away a little with embarrassment. "I know it's a little weird... but... I kind of cooked up this daydream. All the guys I've been with were so worthless and left me so frustrated that the image of a guy who can dominate and satisfy me like an animal and several other girls became my constant fantasy. You plastered her body and now she's walking around wearing your cum! I think I came a little~!" She then turned up to Jason with a small nervous look. "I, I hope that's not too weird for you..." Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth Pt. 04 Jason was stunned that he had to take a moment to clear his throat. "...N-not, hmhm, not at all. I actually kind of find that hot." Jason surprised that turned into a confident grin after his mind caught hold of a note she left in her speech. "So, do I fit the bill of your man then?" Katie blushed but quickened her strokes on his cock. "You're certainly big enough, more than big enough, and thick enough to fit the part. You could use a little more muscle, though at least you're not something scrawny. I was going to take you with me on my morning run, but after seeing that you cleaned up everything after I fell asleep, I decided you could take the day off." Something didn't click. He thought Katie cleaned up the mess. And he always thought of himself as a scrawny guy. Looking at himself, he found out he was wrong. He wasn't any Olympic athlete, nor did he have any really defined muscles, but he was still leagues above what he remembered himself as. His body had definitely gained some mass. While he didn't have abs, he had the beginnings of muscles, the kind if he flexed hard you could see the definition. Now that he thought about, he felt a little, taller. He pushed these thoughts aside though as the girl on his cock was more important, at least to him at the moment. "So you don't mind if I get random blowjobs from other girls?" Katie laughed. "I don't mind if you fuck the brains out of other girls, so long as you come back and tell me, and fuck my brains out. As long as you don't ignore my needs, I think the idea of you plowing other girls makes me wet and horny." Katie took a tentative suck on his cock and gave a mischievous smile. "I can taste her on there." Jason rubbed his head. "... you know, I don't want to be that guy who can fuck other girls but tell you that you can't fuck other guys, so..." In truth, he didn't want her to fuck other guys, he hated the idea of it. But he also didn't want to be a hypocrite and lose her to an unfair double standard. Katie shook her head. "Don't worry about it. I only need one dick, my fantasy is more about you fucking ladies like some alpha male, multiple men I feel defeats the point. Though I might want to taste one of your conquests, they say a girl should try it once at least in college, why not in a hypersexual school?" His dick pulsed at the thought of Katie licking his cum off of Miss Pallaca and Danna. Katie laughed before pulling back off his cock and sat calmly on her legs. "Now, I want you to fuck my throat. My man shouldn't be afraid to claim my throat like an onahole. Now fuck my face, and don't hold back." Her voice was full of need and called to his desire. When she spoke like that, he couldn't possibly deny her. He placed his hands on her head and pushed his cock into her wide open maw. Katie seemed to squeal in delight despite the forceful entry and put up no fight as he moved her head up and down his cock. She sucked his cock like it was air itself, and her burning pleasure drove his instincts to the surface. Katie played with herself fiercely as Jason stopped moving her head to instead piston inside her mouth. Katie's gullet felt amazing and supple, her lips working magic through sheer enthusiasm alone as he held her head. He became worried after a time that she might not been able to breath and that he was treating her to rough, but when he tried to pull out, Katie stubbornly wrapped her arms around his waist as she pulled herself to the base, his immense size filling her throat but all resistance was either non-existent or promptly ignored. The sensation was enough to force him to cum, the feeling inside her throat along with utter devotion to his cock overwhelmed any ability he had to hold on. His cum pumped in almost a direct line to her stomach, the pulsing and pumping of his elongated organ heightening her own triggered orgasm and making her toes curl. His hands held her head there, preventing her from pulling back to get a taste of his cum on her tongue, though the sensation of him feeding her directly to her stomach more than made up for that in her opinion. Finally, both their grips relaxed, Katie falling gently backward till she lay panting, her stomach absolutely full with his cum, the taste of his cock clinging to her mouth and spit running down her chin. She was in pure ecstasy. Jason mind cleared once free of her pleasure. "Are you alright?" He asked, equally panting from his exertion. He felt he could have seriously hurt her doing that, but any fear or worry was put to rest upon seeing her face and response. "Do it again. More." She spoke calmly with her smile but demanding. "I'm still hungry." Jason felt it would be rude to keep the girl waiting. He kicked off his pants and pounced, position his dick to her mouth as he laid on all fours and began to fuck her mouth, his large balls slapping her chin and throat. Katie kicked wildly as she tried to get more footing so she could stuff more of his cock into her mouth, the position wasn't optimal for the both of them and Jason found his cock was prevented from going past half way as it slammed into the back of her throat. Katie showed her own frustration at the lack of all his dick in her throat by grabbing and digging her nails into his ass cheeks in an attempt to get some leverage and a better position to fill her throat. This needed to be rectified Jason decided, Katie wasn't going to settle for only some of his cock. "I think I'm a bit thirsty as well."He spoke with a sly grin and he began reorientation himself to face Katie's crotch. It was somewhat slowed by the fact was moaning and clinging to his cock, beginning to bob her head when he stopped his own hip movement to make the transition, but he somehow made it. Jason then began to remove Katie's pants, his nose assaulted by her aroma and her soaked legs and panties. Jason had to peel the wet fabric off of her to gain a full view of her wonderfully aroused pussy. He breathed in her smell, rekindling his lust for her taste. Katie screamed in joy and surprise as his mouth latched onto her sex. Her legs wrapped around his head while his own arms wrapped around her hips, lifting her as he stood on his knees as Katie bobbed on his cock upside down. The two couldn't get enough of each other's flavor as they worked tirelessly on each other. Katie came several times into his mouth, flooding it with her fluids as it dripped down their bodies before she really sprayed his face in unison with his own orgasm. This time Katie got to taste his cum as she swallowed his delight, doing her best to eat all she could despite how full she felt. She could swear her stomach expanded slightly with the sheer load even as she spilled some, dripping from her mouth downward in her upside down position. The two finally collapsed from their position, Jason's strength disappeared, drained from his orgasm. He fell backward as Katie body also relaxed, full of Jason's cum and satisfied, for now. The two panted on the ground, again covered in sweat and fluids, and happy as can be. Jason was first to speak. "We should get ready for classes." Katie breathed a happy. "Okay." ......................................................... A young café man shifted his pants uncomfortably as his erection was near painfully hard and clearly pitching a tent to camp in his pants. And he wasn't the only one. Every single male that saw the lone woman sipping her iced latte was facing a similar problem. Hell, even the other women couldn't help stare, nipples hardened through fabric as they were forced to pass by the woman sitting on an outdoor table watching and listening to the sounds of the busy city this morning. It was a beautiful morning, sun was shining, wind had a nice gentle breeze to it and the temperature was just warm enough to be comfortable before the heat set in for the day. It was hardly unusual for anyone to want to sit down and relax to take the day in. Yet the splendid weather was immediately forgotten as soon as anyone neared the woman. The young man had barely even been paying attention when the woman had walked in, his eyes turning briefly to see the customer, and then immediately back when he the image registered in his brain and he had to confirm. His cock was hard instantly and only seemed to get harder the longer he looked. He couldn't even remember the brief conversation he had with her when she had ordered her drink, it was some kind of miracle he figured that he had enough muscle memory to actually give her the coffee. All he could remember was her husky, sensual voice that seemed to tangibly caress his ears and tug at his desire and that his eyes had remained firmly glued to her deep and wondrous cleavage that her enormous breasts produced. Tits her size had to be fake, nothing so marvelous could be natural, yet the beautiful curves were obviously and impossibly anything but fake. The way the breasts swayed gently with her movements, declaring their fullness and soft flesh was impossible for silicone to reproduce. They were most certainly bigger than the woman's head. The man felt that watermelons had stiff competition in size against her full chest, as stiff as his member inside his pants was. He could almost feel himself start to dismay when she sat down in her chair facing away from his position at the counter to face the streets, only to find her ass was just as glorious and mouth watering. Her blue striped business skirt was incredibly short and tight, showing off her heart shaped ass as her hourglass figure sat down. He stared hoping it would rip due to the strain or roll up just an inch to reveal some flesh of her ass and what kind of underwear she wore with her stockings and blue heels. This woman had it all in addition to her already overwhelming ass and breasts. Long shapely legs showed her grace even while walking, her stride swaying her wide hips just right to bring out the dog in any man. While she was most certainly not fat, she had enough meat in her middle to maintain her soft sensual body's appearance and not to have a comical difference between her breasts and ass, yet little enough to emphasis her curves perfectly. She embodied the word voluptuous. Her face was mature, motherly and naughty. No winkles dared to touch her flesh, but it held just enough age to denote experience, the kind any man would die for in a lover. Her lips were painted black and full making them just as much a treat to imagine on one's cock as the rest of her body. Grey blue eyes hid behind glasses that portrayed confidence as her raven black hair was curled into a bun in an eastern fashion, though the color of her skin that was warmly lit with color, but still clearly European. Her beauty drove everyone who saw her near speechless, and while it attracted much attention, it also prevented people's courage from actually bothering the woman as she drank her coffee. Women stared and grumbled to each other, obviously jealous and some secretly desiring others not so secretly while the men would need some alone time rather soon to get her out of their system. The customers in line weren't even mad with the delay that was caused by the young man staring, because they too couldn't help and stare. This all brought a small smile in Miss Pallaca's face, she didn't need to turn around to hear the wonderful sound of pants stretching just for her. She absolutely loved the attention, after-all, what was the point of having perfect allure if there was no one around to be allured? Her tasteless drink bored her, but being admired by such a wonderful crowd on the beautiful day more than made up for it. The latte provided almost no benefit for her, no nutrition and the caffeine was too mild for her kind, it was more for appearances. It didn't even taste like anything to her, nothing ever did anymore, and save for a few things, and one in particular was her favorite. She began to toy with the idea of spicing up her drink with a touch of 'milk' provided by anyone of the willing young lads behind her or the ones that stopped in the street to see the sight of her and start to drool, above and below. The pangs of hunger started to join with the thought. She hadn't had a full meal for a long time. Her last meal had been wonderfully delightful pupae of her kind, and especially delicious as his loads were, they were appetizers. She had to admit, she was a bit of a glutton, well more than a bit. So much so that not even an incubus could satisfy her by himself, a pretty big blow to most incubi egos who usually form a harem of succubi per an individual incubus. Pallaca would sigh and suppose it was because of how old and powerful she was that she couldn't snag her a sufficient incubus, much less join ones harem to feed her ravenous appetite, but she choose not to dwell on it. Her sister had a similar problem of having an incubus mate, but that was for more... mental issues then physical ones, being not as powerful as her but much more free spirited. Pallaca was surprised she stuck on as long as she did in Lustrum as Vice Principle. Then again, she supposed being next to a stream of new 'crops' was plenty variety for Tula. It certainly worked for Pallaca, young incubi and pupae were less likely to get bruised egos when they were drained dry in succession in one night. Her stomach growled. Maybe it was time for a return visit. She licked her lips at the thought, the students were always happy and willing to have a return session with her, after all she interviewed every student that got admitted, it was her job as the school's recruiter and she liked to joke, 'taste tester'. Pallaca's thoughts were interrupted as someone moved a chair in front of her on her table to sit down. Her eyes turned in curiosity and wondered which brave man or woman had gotten the courage to sit down with her to only be puzzled by what sat before her. It was an old woman, near late 50's, maybe even older. She wore plain dress and folded her fingers on the table. The woman looked to be in poor health, yet sat oddly in her chair. Pallaca couldn't put a finger on why she thought the woman's posture was weird, but she did feel a slight tinge of alarm when she smelled no pheromones in the air from the woman. That wasn't accurate, she smelled no pheromones signally arousal in the air from her, and while she wasn't particular into the ladies type, normal humans had a hard time controlling their volunteer reactions to her beauty and sexual aura, much less their involuntary ones, and even advanced age couldn't completely eliminate some reactions, though they did lessen their degree quite considerably. "It's been awhile Miss P." the woman spoke in a voice obviously not her own. It was a young man's voice, which sounded a bit of, as if someone was talking at a distance, even though the woman sat across from her on a small table. Pallaca then realized why the posture was strange too her, it was too straight, relaxed, youthful, male. People sat differently, but whether it was societies fault or the fact of the invention of the skirt, men and woman sat differently, as well as people who got older in age, they couldn't relax their body in the same way anymore. "Isn't taking over another person's body generally frowned upon by the Council? One can get in a lot of trouble for that little mage." Pallaca spoke calmly. Mages were an uppity folk, the worst were snooty and arrogant, with plenty of reason to be so. One didn't say fuck you to physics with a command and not draw at least some caution from others dealing with them, especially when they declared themselves the ruling class in the paranatural world. Still, it was best not to show fear, the mage sounded young, if talented enough to pull this little trick off. A clever move too, face to face she would have him eating out of her palm, or more preferably below. The woman cocked an eyebrow. "You don't recognize me? Well I guess it has been awhile since you last saw me..." Pallaca did recognize that voice. She searched hard through her long memory, it taking a moment to click. "Terry? Is that you? My goodness, all grown-up it seems, or at least judging from the sound of your voice." The woman smiled warmly. "Yep, in the flesh, sort of." "Well, well Terry. It has been awhile. I supposed you're no longer an apprentice any more, all grown-up." She gave a pout. "It makes me a little sad you didn't come visit me in person, I would have loved to see you all grown-up." The woman, no Terry apologized. "Sorry, but I remember last time I saw you, well part of it. I need to talk to you, not waist 5 hours and then a couple more in a brain scrubber." "I was under the impression you enjoyed my last visit, you certainly looked like you enjoyed it." Terry blushed, as awkward as it was doing so from someone else's body. "You know what you do to humans, hell you could probably do it to your own kind. As good as... that was, memory of it alone can ruin a man for life, how is another woman supposed to compete with what your kind can do, much less you. A mage can take away the physical addiction, the mental addiction is a pain. I'd like to get married someday. Besides, I needed to talk to you quickly, and travel was viable, nor is sending an image inconspicuous. The Council authorized it." That removed Pallaca's joking mood at their 'reunion.' "The Council authorized a body snatch, just to talk to me?" "Don't worry, this woman will be well compensated for roughly maybe 2 hours of her life and she won't remember a thing. I think her family will be happy to hear her breast cancer is miraculously gone." Pallaca regarded Terry silently for a moment before speaking. "That's an awful lot for the Council to go through." Terry nodded. "It is. Bodies have showed up." Pallaca turned cocked her eyebrow. "Bodies?" "Drained of life." Anger bubbled under the surface, but Pallaca held it at check. "You surely can't be accusing me of this. I've followed the Council's laws about our kind since its beginning, hell I made Lustrum to prevent accident deaths and beyond." Terry placed his hands up defensively. "No one is blaming you or at least not you directly. Hell, I be vouching for you if that was true, I hope you know that. I wouldn't be a mage, hell I wouldn't have been an apprentice without you." Recruitment wasn't perfect into Lustrum, hence why interviewing was necessary. Pallaca had to search through troubled cases and orphanages to find such cases of possible pupae worldwide, a bit of magic helped, but it wasn't perfect and was sometimes wrong. Terry had been detected when he was as early as 8, a remarkable feat for such an early detection, in fact to remarkable and wrong as he turned out to be magically gifted instead. It didn't happen often, in fact Pallaca could count on her hands how many times it was wrong. Still, she liked Terry, he was a cute kid in a bad situation, so she took him to a mage she knew. She visited him for a bit till she got real busy, and he could take care of himself, her last visit was 5 years ago when he had hit 18, popping his cherry. Mages were almost as good as incubi and could be just as wild with a bit of defensive magic, though poor Terry was lovingly overwhelmed. Her anger subsided, though it was replaced by worry. Terry was an honest boy, and she knew him personally. He was the type to stick his neck out for her even if he suspected she was in the wrong. "So what does the Council want from me? If you're not here to accuse me, then what? There are many other creatures that can drain life, I'm not exactly an expert on the subject if that's what they want." Terry shook his head. "No, the signs clearly indicated a succubus was involved. The Council is worried about a rouge, at your school" Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth Pt. 04 Alarm shook. "That's absurd! Lustrum was made to prevent young succubi from awakening with death! It is isolated with a spell placed on by the Council itself that prevents unauthorized exit and entrance. I know and I trust everyone at that Academy and the pupae are safely prevented from outside exposure till they are ready. What reason do they have to suspect my school to harboring?" Terry folded his borrowed hands. "2 of the 7 bodies found have been confirmed to be people from Missing Person Reports in the surrounding area around your school, within 50 miles. The other 5 have not been identified, so the only pattern so far is near your school. And there's been a subtle rise in Missing Person's Reports in the surrounding area as well, without the bodies, we would have never known." Pallaca soaked the information in as Terry continued. "You probably know more than I, but the Council still has plenty of prejudice against nonhumans, especially 'domesticated fiends' as they put it." "So their quick to put a blame on my school." Terry nodded. "As you said, your school has the Council's own backing and protection on it, so they're not so quick to past judgment and condemn the school a failure right away, that would be an embarrassment on their part, and cause a big uproar in the various communities without ample proof. They want it taken care of quickly, and quietly. Your continued good standing as freed you from suspicion, they granted you the school in the first place. They want this probable to go away, and they want it gone before the Pallies get involved." Pallaca gave a shock face "The Paladins-" Terry cut her off. "Are in the dark, otherwise this would be a salt the earth kind of problem. Still, the Council can't keep them in the dark forever, and how zealous and against the school they were at the beginning hasn't really died down. I don't think their hatred of fiends has died down since the days of the crusade. I wish I could directly help you, but this is the best I can do, warn you for the council. They think something's going wrong at Lustrum, and it's only a matter of time before they will be forced to act, probably blind if the Pallies get their way." Pallaca took several moments to take this in, leaning back into her chair. She closed her eyes and calmed herself before straightening. "Thank you Terry. It seems I have a crisis to prevent." "I'll try to help you as I can, but the council has me tied." Pallaca sighed. "It's alright, any help you can give is appreciated." Pallaca got up from her chair. "Maybe next time it won't take a crisis for us to spend time together again." Terry nod, getting up himself. "Yeah, that would be nice. Oh, Miss P, one more thing." Pallaca turned back as she was about to leave. "Yes Terry?" "Buy a fucking phone. Jeez you make it hard to contact you." Pallaca laughed and promised to do so as she left. Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth Pt. 05 Second half to the 2 chapters where things get bigger. First metaphorically, but it would be unfair if we left out literally. And before you ask, no this is not the end Enjoy :D -PastelOrange As much as Katie wanted her breasts fondled in the shower, the two had to agree to cut the session short and for once not run wild, they needed to get to class on time. Despite her workout, Katie didn't seem interested in the cereal provided by Danna, joking her belly was plenty full with Jason's cum. Jason himself found he also wasn't that hungry, which surprised him. He went to bed (if you could call fucking till you past out that) without dinner and just had three marathon fucks in between his last meals. Yet he didn't feel a tinge bit hungry, he was actually feeling energized. Still, he ate a small bowl just to be sure, partial out of habit and partial because he felt he ought to. Jason decided that wearing his new uniform was probably a good idea for an attempt to fit in. He found that the white collar polo shirt and black slacks were incredibly tight, near form fitting. It made him feel self-conscious, while his body seemed to have improved in physique, it wasn't all that impressive. He was used to wearing much bagger clothing to hide his shape, and his bulge, which looked enormous as even his soft cock stretched the front of his pants considerably. Katie gave a groan of disappointment when switched back to the sweatpants he wore earlier today, making a compromise of no underwear for her which seemed to placate her a little. Katie unsurprisingly looked stunning in the tight clothing, though Jason figured she could make a burlap sack look sexy. She seemed an expert at placing her pants just high enough to cover her sex without falling off, and decided a thong would be a good match, the sides of the thong visible for how far down her pants were. Jason doubted she was wearing a bra under the polo shirt, her breast stretching it wonderfully and revealing her belly button do to the combination of her low worn pants and how much fabric her chest took to be fully covered. Her smooth tone midsection was equally as attractive as the rest of her. Jason couldn't help but cop a feel along with her breasts in the shower. "So you like to jog?" She nodded. "Used to run for track, till my breasts exploded outward along with my libido. Those two made it hard to run in school. I still try to run every morning, to keep in shape. Running is one of the few times I can focus on something else other than sex." Katie gave a soft heartfelt smile, more toward the memory than anyone in particular. It stunned Jason. "Just the feel of the wind and my muscles burning. It's relaxing." "Maybe I should join you next time... I'm not much of a runner, but I can try." This was the first activity he most certainly wanted to do with her outside of sex. It made him nervous. He'd seen the girl naked, but hadn't actually spent any real time with her that didn't involve a white hot injection. He found he really liked that thought. "Sure!" She spoke enthusiastically. "Though I was planning to drag you out running anyway. It'll help build some muscle on you, so you can really ream me. How do you think I stay so tight?" And just like that, the conversation was about sex again, disappointing Jason. His mood brightened however when she added. "It's a date." Soon the two were separated after they reached the school building. Picking up their class schedules, it turned out they didn't have many classes together, in fact rather no classes together. It made Jason slightly nervous that he would have no one he knew in the same classes. Katie seemed to feel the same way to as she reminded him that they could always meet up at lunch, which was an hour long, and they would most certainly see each other at home failing that. That thought was comforting at least. Besides being surrounded by incredibly sexy and beautiful girls his age in every class, school was school. Scratch that, it was better than school. He could think hell he could actually learn here. Even if the teachers were also dead sexy, he could actually pay attention to the lessons and read through his textbooks without his body demanding sex 24/7. He was amazed how easy it was to get math without struggling with his cock. It was a profound experience, at least to him. He knew it was mundane, but it was like he had a strange version of ADHD, and now he was cured, or on at least very effective medication. The veil was lifted from his eyes, and he actually found this stuff easy. It should be said though, how sexy the girls were did get him worried about the return of his affliction, despite receiving near constant attention for his need since arriving. He found himself actually thanking Danna in his head, as baffled by the girl's actions he was that morning. If Danna and Katie had not drained him that morning, he most certainly would have been rock hard, if not harder. Perfect breasts of many sizes leaning more toward the large variety if not bigger, beautiful energetic faces of all designs, a large variety of body types for every taste, asses that demanded to be felt, it was beyond any fantasy he ever had thought about. And the girls didn't just look sexy, they acted sexy. The girls had some sort of innate natural grace to their steps, natural as it was hypnotizing to watch any single one of them move. They seemed to protrude an aura of attractiveness, even the most mundane actions seemed to be geared to drawing Jason's attention. He also began to notice, the girls here were far more... affectionate then he was used to seeing. He witnessed several girls feel up each other's asses casually like it was a morning routine, and the recipient always seemed to enjoy it or at least take it in good spirit. It was a common enough greeting or a thing you just did when you passed someone by that Jason got his own ass squeezed three times that morning. He hated to admit it, but he let out an unmanly yelp each time and was beet red afterward. A fourth girl even was bold enough to pass by and squeeze the front of his pants for a feel, blowing him a kiss while walking away. "Nice package." Kissing was also apparently very common, in between classes there was at least 2 or three couples exchanging saliva, and due to the population, it was always girl on girl. And they were ever energetic. The teachers were not even an exception, his math teacher, another bombshell of African heritage had a girl captured in her arms and lips as the girl seemed to be melting at her touch. There certainly was enough liquid on the floor. And as soon as class started, she stopped with a smug smile and started class like nothing happened, the girl had to wobble to her seat, obviously in heaven. That brought him to the smell. Jason always had an acute sense of smell, especially when it came to the scent of a woman. No matter where he went, there was at least that subtle hint of sex in the air. It tickled his nose and stirred his cock against his will. Most girls were surrounded by their own personal aroma of arousal, inviting his attention with unabashed glee. If Jason had not had breaks in the form of classes where almost no sexiness occurred, there was little doubt the morning's ministrations would have been pointless at relieving any tension from his pants past the first hour. As noon arrived, he was already fighting his cock from going past half mast, and he was losing. He was thankful that noon meant the hour lunch break, though he was lust concerned about the hunger of his stomach than the hunger of his member. Jason didn't want to admit it to himself, but he was beginning to see why he needed this place if he was going to learn. He needed relief, and often, something this school provided in bounty. At home, the prospect to find a willing partner seemed slim to none, he was sure she size of his cock would make most at least hesitant, and the frequency and ferocity of his libido would drive the rest away. Here, if he needed relief, it was plain to see all he had to do was ask. Not a single girl, teacher or otherwise gave him just a mere passing glance, they actively checked him out! The bulge in his sweat pants was apparently sexy instead of disgusting as it was in his original school, and gave him cat calls. Katie had the right idea about the place, he needed such an environment if he wanted to function. He found it a bit ironic if he wanted to stop thinking and focusing on sex, he needed to HAVE sex. Or at least that was how he justified looking Katie to fuck during his lunch break, he could revaluate his opinion of the school later. Reaching the lunch room, it seemed that this was a common idea. Jason could only look on stunned, not quite mentally prepared for what he saw. The vice principle had told him anywhere and it was apparent that the lunch room was a common use for that rule. Warm bodies filled the room along with lust-filled moans and enticing smells. The few boys were crowded by women as they playfully fought over the cock while others were content with having lesbian fun. Bodies rubbed against each other or were plunged with toys of all sorts. He didn't even see any sort of line for food or an actual place for where some would be prepared, making him doubt the purpose of the room, checking twice to indeed find it was labeled the "lunch" room both above the door, and on the student map he received along with his class schedule. Jason had never seen an orgy before outside of the internet. Seeing one in person, he had no idea how to react. The only small thought that ran through his head was, it was lot messier then porn made it out to be. The image drilled into his brain as he stared. His cock however knew exactly how to react even if his brain didn't, get harder. And while most were too occupied with their own partners, the large hidden object didn't fail to draw at least some attention. A pale skinned naked girl with perky breasts broke his stupor. She had crawled on all fours to his tent and began to sniff and nuzzle his cock lovingly through his pants. Jason looked down as she treated the thing in his pants like the most adorable pet, looking up to him in a smile of bliss, licking the outside of his pants. Two other girls arrived and began to join her, both with equally overjoyed faces at the presence of more cock to play with, and soon hands were holding the seam of his pants. Jason had had thoroughly enough. He couldn't quite put his emotions into words, but he was certain that the whole scene was a bit too much for him. He didn't think he ever would be ready for an orgy. While Katie said she was okay if he had sex with other girls, Jason wasn't sure himself if that's what he desired. Danna had felt amazingly good, but pleasure wasn't all he sought, though he was starting to desperately need relief. He liked Katie, was beginning to know her, and he found, he liked sex better that way. If he was going to have sex with someone else, he'd rather at least attempt to get to know them first. Jason moved a bit quickly to forcefully push the girls off of him, though not enough to actually hurt them. He was successful, though the original girl had managed to release his cock from his pants before letting go, bobbing in the air and letting out a few drops of pre on their faces. He was rock hard and his libido urged him to fuck. Jason knew if those girls were anything like Katie, Danna, or Pallaca, and he guessed every girl at the school was, if they got their mouths on his cock, it would be over. The supernatural pleasure the girls at this school seemed to possess was too much to fight. In fact, he doubted he would even remember wanted to resist. He had to admit to himself he was probably fully addicted already. So Jason turned and power walked out, his dick hanging out and dripping. He needed to find Katie soon if he wanted to spend the rest of the day with the ability to pay attention in class. He pulled out his cell phone, and cursed that he hadn't actually gotten her number, they spent more time fucking then actually talking. He didn't get too far from the cafeteria before bumping into someone. To be fair though, the person had chosen to purposefully bump into him while his attention was on his phone. It was a soft bump as neither of the two fell on their asses, or rather Jason's partner was incredibly sturdy and small. He didn't see her budge an inch, just smile as her body absorbed the impact a little. She looked down at his dick smiling a cocky grin. "Well well, in a hurry running with ones 'sword' hanging out. That's not especially against school rules, but perhaps you should find a sheath for that thing. " Vice Principle Mentula, or Tula as she preferred to be called, stood before him as his cock pointed directly at her belly on her small frame. She looked up to him, still smirking with confidence. "I think I know a perfectly tight and lubricated sheath to fit such a large tool." Jason's dick could still feel the ghost feeling of his dick rubbing against something soft, and judging by the trail of pre, his dick had rubbed the underside of Tula's breast. It was a feat accomplished by his hung status and her small height, and a feat repeated when she stepped forward unabashedly till she was near inches from him and looking up, forcing his cock to slide across the dark blue business dress she was wearing, reminding him she wore nothing underneath with most of her chest and belly exposed as it rubbed on skin and touched with its tip the underside of her lovely breast. She refused to lose distance even when Jason took a step back in surprise. "Look..." Jason began, "I'm um, flattered by your advances but-" Jason quickly tried to pull his pants back up to cover his cock, but a surprisingly strong grip easily halted his movements by grabbing him on the wrist. Tula cut him off. "Only but with me is my butt, which you promised to fuck." She smiled. "Sorry if I'm seem a little impatient, but seeing such a juicy large cock in front of me, pressing against my belly and tits... how's a girl supposed to not want a good reaming?" Her other hand glided across his cock and formed a grip as it began to slowly pump while her original hand let go of his wrist and sensually slid up his stomach and chest. Jason couldn't help but grunt. Her hand felt sooo good on his dick. It pulsed in her hand ecstatically, and Jason felt the familiar burning desire of his libido flaring. He was looking for release right? And here was a perfectly willing sexy woman wanting to jump his bones. Jason felt his dick could split rock. 'No' he chastised himself. He shouldn't be that weak willed. He was letting his libido rule his life and he hated that fact. He had given up so easily to Danna, and even though the situation turned out well in his favor, didn't mean he felt good about it or that it was the right thing. He wanted to be stronger than his dick. Plus, he best described his feelings toward Tula neutral at best. While Katie was cool with him fucking other chicks, he wanted to have sex with people he actually liked. He began to push back at Tula. "Lady, no means-" Tula began to frown with a perturbed look the moment he began to try and push her off. Again she refused to let him finish his sentence as the hand on his cock gripped tightly on his base, causing him to yelp a little as her other hand grabbed the back of his head and forced him into a kiss. Jason's mind exploded with fireworks of pleasure as his eyes rolled back. Tula let the kiss go for a second before returning to rend Jason's mind asunder. "Don't play hard to get, I'm hungry." ......................................................... Tula continued to pump pleasure into the boy through her lips. Pupae like the boy unconsciously would pump their addictive magic through their orifices into any person that made contact with them, the boys was especially good and it made Tula shiver with delight, but it was nothing compared to the capabilities of a full succubus. The boy wouldn't be able to resist her after a few seconds of her skilled kiss, in fact his hips bucked wildly as his dick tried to cum. Tula was a little put off though by his unreasonableness to want to fuck her. Incubi pupae lived to fuck, INCUBI lived to fuck succubi period. Whatever false morals this kid had, it had pushed her buttons. So she gripped his cock at the base, stopping any orgasm from actually occurring as she ferociously attacked his lips far longer than she needed to. The kid would be a fucking mindless beast when she was done, no need for whatever was getting in her way from tasting that delectable seed she had smelled on the bus. Her mouth circled around his tongue and began to suck on it like a lollipop, inducing a moan of desperation from the boy. Tula's eyes glinted with victory. She was thoroughly going to enjoy this meal. Her fluids dripped freely down her thigh in anticipation. She never wore panties and there was no need for stockings today, those would just get in the way. Tula eyes moved to look past Jason to find he had three pursuers from the lunch room. Three pupae with looks of lust and disappointment seeing their target had been claimed by a bigger predator. Tula was in no mood to share and she motioned them away, the three turning back with disappointed faces. Tula released their wet kiss, strands of salvia connected their mouths as Jason gasped for air, utterly disoriented. Tula looked at her handiwork and was pleased by the desperate glazed look on the boys face. It made her so wet, she licked her lips in anticipation. She let go of his head and daintily ran her finger down his body till she reached the tip of his cock and collected some of his pre to taste. His flavor was extraordinary and tangy, she couldn't wait to taste his cum. "How about we go somewhere more comfy?" Tula usually didn't care where or when she fucked, but being too close to the cafeteria was a great way to draw moochers to her meal. She was a powerful full succubus, but she couldn't fend off a group of particularly horny pupae if they pressed the issue to get a taste. The way the kid was starting to release pheromones, she didn't doubt that from happening. Succubi were powerful sexual beings, but they had limits, especially when it was outside of the sexual field. Plus Tula didn't feel like dealing with such a hassle. Jason could only nod dumbly as his body calmed down from being near constant edge of orgasm without the ability to actually cum. Tula relaxed the grip on his dick, giving him some relief as she leaned up to peck his cheek, sending a slight tingle of pleasure. "Good boy." It wasn't hard to lead the boy by the dick. In Tula's opinion, all boys were lead by their dicks. To be fair though, she was currently being led by her gash she supposed. Still, Jason followed along like a good boy as she held his cock to direct him behind her. In his state she didn't even need to question that he kept up only so she would keep rubbing his cock. He was still in a bit of a lust induced fugue state and all his mind could comprehend was that the pretty girl that felt good was rubbing his dick and moving away, so he followed. Tula giggled at her handiwork, she could be so naughty at times. Tula flowed a little bit more power into his dick through her hand, his cock responding with almost a squirt of pre as all Jason's muscles tensed at the sudden flow of pleasure. Tula let out a mischievous laugh. Pupae were limited to their orifices to induce their supernatural pleasure, while a succubi with a little bit of trainee to could it through skin contact alone. Tula was rather proud to learn this ability over her sister even if she wasn't a master at it. It still felt good to exercise her power. Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth Pt. 05 In fact, the thought was giving her an idea, a deliciously devilish idea. No man could resist her, a full succubus, and she was going to give Jason a full lesson on that. She smiled more and more as the plan formed in her mind. "Oh we are going to have fun!" It didn't take long to reach her office. She pulled him in and locked the door, no one was going to disturb her fun. The room was definitively furbished to her tastes, more for relaxation than any so called 'work', though Jason didn't have the mind to take it in at the moment. Everything was decorated in a shade of pink, her own favorite color. It contrasted the mostly white halls significantly it was almost jarring. Besides a small desk with an extremely comfy chair, Jason was thrown on the only other piece of furniture in the room if you discount mood lamps, a huge dark to near black red bean bag. His body sunk in immediately as he almost whimpered at the lost of contact to his dick, though it wouldn't have to wait long. Tula stood before his form, her eyes were cat like slits despite herself as her excitement override her ability to stay absolutely human, the blood red color would reveal her inhuman nature, if her target wasn't so completely filled with lust all he could do was lightly buck. "I think I'm going to punish you for resisting earlier." She stated calmly, reveling over her power over the boy. She brought two fingers to her snatch and rubbed her aroused pussy's lips. Her incredibly short and precariously placed skirt couldn't hide the act as well as her sex from Jason's view when moved the slightest out of place. She brought her fingers up to her lips and tasted herself with a loving moan, keeping her eyes on Jason as he watched the display. "You're going to fuck my ass, you're going to beg for it." She walked toward the bean bag, unbuttoning her top half. Whatever physics defying method she used to hide her nipples while barely covering her breasts ended the moment she unlatched the last button. She had small, delectable nipples with roughly less than a quarter sized areolas that fit her handful sized breasts perfectly on her tanned skin. Jason's hands grabbed onto the orbs immediately as soon as they were in reached and Tula gasped and bit her bottom lip with confident glee. She crawled up to him on the bean bag, leaning directly over him till she was face to face with his eyes and her skirt teased his dick, but arching her body no matter how much he wiggled so that his dick didn't touch her skin, her surprising strength keeping him down. "First however, such a big dick is going to need some lubricant. I personally can't think of any better than the 'au naturale' variety, how about you?" She knew he couldn't answer, so she didn't wait for a reply. She took her skirts waistband and pulled it to the underside of his dick, placing her pussy above and let the band's elasticity force his dick to touch her soaking sex and rub against her ass. Both moaned in unison at the touch of each other's organ on the other before Tula continued her stare into Jason's eyes with a predatory glare. "Does that feel good? I'm going to coat your cock with my femcum. If you be a good boy and don't cum till I say so, I'll bring back the pleasure." Tula began to slowly grind his cock against her, enjoying the feel of his molten hot organ. Jason groaned and moaned as she slowly rocked against him. The waistband didn't nearly put enough pressure against his dick. Her tender skin tantalizingly slid against his dick as he desperately tried to buck his hips to somehow press his cock harder against her. His efforts merited a chuckle from his torturer and lovers lips. His vision and mind were clouded by lust, all he could think about was how her pussy called to his cock, and its warm tight embrace was what was needed to end the maddening need. Yet its owner refused his entranced, her word seemed absolute as her inhuman eyes stared into his. All he could do was whimper, his mind currently even form the words to beg. What was even more maddening was the lack of supreme pleasure that drove him to this state in the first place. Even with the contact between their sexes, Jason didn't feel the flow of pleasure that emanated from his previous partners and Tula earlier. Tula was holding back, suppressing her succubi natural abilities. Jason was used to the pleasure, expected it. Every previous experience with sex had always included it and if he wasn't addicted to the feeling already, he was quickly making his way toward that goal. He craved it, needed it. It allowed his mind to recover from the overpowering blow but fed into his desire and lust to re-attain that feeling of fire throughout his body. He tried to take her lips, but found a single finger along with her stare was easily enough to stop him in his tracks. Tula happily rode him like this, constant provoking his cock with her pussy while allowing Jason to regain his thoughts slowly. She made sure to thoroughly coat his cock with her juices, working her hips till she had a soft orgasm, her juices flowing freely. As much as she was enjoying torturer the boy for resisting her earlier, she definitively appreciated the size of his cock. Incubi pupae's average size was around a good inch longer and greatly thicker than a normal humans, roughly 7-8 inches, and Jason's cock was still very much ahead of the curve. The 10 inch cock was the size most full incubi in their demon form and it made Tula longed to shove it into her wanting cunt. Sadly, that could kill the boy, a succubi's pussy was where their powers were the strongest and only a full incubi could entertain one with no negative side effects in exchange for ultimate pleasure. Still Tula smiled. The end result of Jason's cock was going to be fantastic, one of the biggest. Tula's mouth couldn't help but drool at the thought. She was tempted to push his progress along faster, she was certain little miss art teacher Sein would help her if she asked, she seemed to have a fetish for that sort of thing. Pallaca would scold her though like she did the last time, afraid the students would 'freak out' if it transformation came too quickly. At this stage, she couldn't afford any extra suspicion on her from her sister, not until she was done. Her mind whipped back to the present as the fog in Jason's eyes lifted. Tula smiled, licking his throat to stun him as well as show the appreciation for his lack of orgasm, even if she had used some of her powers to prevent it. He was going to need all the cum he could muster to feed her. "What's, going... I remember the hall..." Jason, finally back to his senses. He remembered the sensations but most of the events since the kiss had been a blur. His brain had been on autopilot, acting without taking anything in. His attention was set to the woman before him as she got off his body. His dick was near painfully hard to the point he actually had to fight the urge just to buck the air to reach the female body before him. Tula just smiled as she moved further away, turning around as she finally removed the tiny skirt, purposefully show her ass and soaked sex in an inviting wiggle. She smiled as the result seemed to almost cause the boy pain with his dick pulsing and trying to harden further. She'd already been pumping her pheromones since the moment she caught him, but now she was pumping them into the air till all they could taste was sex. "Well, what's going on is your going to come and get my ass." Jason rubbed his head. He couldn't get sex out of his mind, even if he had recovered from some sort of shock. "You're kiss... you did something to me." His brain tried to rack the pieces. Tula stepped up her game and went over to her desk, leaning forward and presenting her waiting rear to him. She used both hands to open her rosebud for him, the whole looking far too small for him and incredibly tight, soaked from the flow of fluids that dripped from her lips just below. "What I did was light your fire." Jason shook his head but couldn't look away, almost memorized by the sight. Tula pushed him further, speaking huskily with words dripping like honey into his ears. "You're so hard, you need this. Why are you fighting it?" Jason slowly got up to his feet, his body moving forward even with threads of resistance holding him back. "You did something... to control me. You're doing it doing it now..." He gritted his teeth. His dick was so hard. All he could smell was female need, and he desperately wanted to meet it with his own. "Stop it." He managed to grunt with his ration side of his brain. "Why? Because it feels good?" She questioned him. "Why are you hesitant for something that feels good? That can feel even better?" Why was he hesitating? He couldn't remember. Was it even that important if he so easily forgot it? He drew closer to the woman, she looked back grinning wickedly. He saw her eyes and for the first time they registered something wasn't right. It halted his movement. Tula wasn't about to give up. "I can assure you, it'll feel so tight on your huge dick." She moaned with need at him. "Please, fill me with your cock. Do you like torturing girls like this? Tempting them with your huge cock and never fill them with your hot seed? Why are you soooo mean?" 'She's mocking me.' He felt a tinge of anger that mixed with his desire. He forgot about the eye's, his mind began being colored by frustration. 'She does some sort of brain washing trick, drags me in here, temps me with her ass.' He didn't realize it, but his own eyes started to glow, his dark brown eyes had turned an eerie shade of blue, though his vision was reaching red. The instincts that took over when he fucked Katie so roughly returned. 'This woman, no this slut wants my cock so bad, fine!' He roughly grabbed her rear and aimed his cock. "If you want my cock so much, here have it." He nearly growled. Tula smiled laughed draw him further into his current state of mind. Her own thoughts merrily analyzed her own situation. 'A dominate type, yummy! It's always the meek ones, should have read more of the profile Pallaca sent then the cock size.' "Then give it to me instead of teasing me!" She called out to him. That was the straw, that and the feel of his cock against her skin and bud. What the fuck was he being hesitant about, Katie said she didn't mind him fucking other girls and the slut was nearly dying for his cock. Only hesitance was on his part, why did he feel guilty at all? He plunged his cock to dominate the woman before him. His cock struggled through the ass, it stretching wonderfully and impossibly before his cock, paying no heed to how rough he plowed forward. Tula cried out in delight. "HELL IT'S BEEN TOO LONG! GOD THAT'S BIG!" She was right to lubricate beforehand because even with the added lubricant, it was a difficult fit. He felt him penetrate deep inside her and she laughed near hysterically. Her pussy sprayed her juice all over his inner thighs and balls as she orgasmed. Jason was having an equally good time in spite of himself. If his cock could sigh in relief it would as it surrounded itself in the warm flesh and tight intestinal track of the school's V.P. The sensation was far different from a pussy, the incredibly tight ring and soft insides were a new sensation that Jason couldn't help but give his own manly moan to the friction against his dick. And the supernatural pleasure was back in full force in her ass, coursing through his body as he plunged in. It was near overwhelming, but his mind this time was ready and could think more coherently through it though it was an absolute fight. Despite trying to gain control as he not so slowly began to pound her ass as she screamed with delight, it was clear to his frustration that she was in charge. Again he could feel the difference in almost 'flavor' of the force that pulsed against his senses like he did with his other conquests. Hers was demanding and came in overwhelming brute force, demanding he fuck her harder, that he be harder, that he be bigger. He felt like an instrument for her pleasure under its weight, and nothing more. It was cold fire that demanded everything and left nothing. That aspect differed from every one of his sexual encounters, including the closest to the sheer power that Tula could put out that was Pallaca. Katie's especially, even if it drove him absolutely feral with its fire, still felt, like it was for him, and no one else. Despite how good it felt, and it felt like reaching nirvana and a part of him never wanted it to end, a part of him never wanted to feel it ever again. "HARDER, PUT THAT COCK TO WORK!" Tula shouted with joyous enthusiasm. She hadn't had a cock this big for a long time, since last 'graduation'. She wiggled her ass and pushed back expertly with the boy's rhythm, begging and egging him to pound her with all he had. Tula loved the mixture of pain and pleasure it brought her, how it stretched her so wide open. Even if she was the one being pounded from behind, he was pounding to her rhythm, he was under her control. She could feel his organ fill with blood as it expanded in anticipation for its orgasm. She licked her lips at the thought of sweet, oh so very sweet cum filled with his essence. "CUM FOR ME! FILL MY ASS!" She demanded, and Jason couldn't deny her. With one final stroke, he hilted in her as he felt absolute bliss wash over him as he fed her gout of cum, his balls almost hurt with the force they emptied through his cock. Jason screamed without sound as his vision and mind went awash with white as his cock pumped over and over his cum into her wonderful ass. Tula gave a satisfied moan as she tasted his essence. The power of an incubus's cum, even and incomplete one was divine as it easily pushed her to a powerful body wrecking orgasm as she tasted what he had to offer. It was better then it smelled, better than she even hoped to have expected. It was like his flavor was the exact flavor of cum she had been craving, her succubi abilities able to taste him just as effectively as her mouth could. In fact, it tasted too perfectly, which gave a part of Tula that wasn't enraptured by the taste and her orgasm some pause. Then her ass started to feel, different. Her orgasm intensified as she began to realize the source. He was getting bigger! Every spray of his cum coincided with further stretching of his ass as his cock seemed to be getting harder, and larger. She looked to him, fighting back the pleasure. There was no possible way the kid was that close to completion, that close to changing into a full incubus. She looked back expecting to see his skin changing color and/or horns growing, but only found a boy in ecstasy, adding to confusion. She was correct. He wasn't changing, not just yet. Another spurt though confirmed to her, he was certainly getting bigger. His growth drove her to further and further heights, and soon she found herself on the opposite side of the treatment she gave him. She was losing control of herself to the pleasure. He came for a little over a minute, though it felt so much longer to her and the pleasure only intensified with every passing moment. She lost control of her form near the end, her skin turning bright red as she gave into the pleasure and jet black horns grew from her either side of her temple, small and sharp. Her hair turned stark white as her lion like tail sprouted and wrapped around the boy in an attempt to keep him connected to her changing form even though he already wasn't going anywhere. Red wings unfolded outward from her back, her business top unbuttoned as it was almost folding around them as if it was always made to fit a winged individual. Her body ripened as her ass grew in size as well as her breasts a full wonderful inch bigger and rounder. Archaic markings etched into her skin with black ink began to show and swirl to emphasis her form, keeping to the left side of her form. After a few empty dry spasms of his cock, Jason's vision returned as he saw the creature before him. If he thought Tula was tight, she had nothing on the creature that clung to his cock, it's blissfully painful ass squeezed his dick as he felt the creature's large red ass. He felt he was deeper than he had ever been into any woman as his brain began to realize that the creature and the Vice Principle were one and the same. "Tula... what the fu-?" Tula pushed him off of her and out of her ass with a large audible pop, swinging around and pouncing on top of him. She ground her sex onto his huge cock with a renewed frenzy as her eyes were absolute slits and predatory. If Jason wasn't stunned by the sudden assault, he would have been amazed at the condition of his cum covered dick. It was big before, but now it was enormous. It had gained more than an inch at length and looked as thick as a soda can. With his dick out, Tula could confirm it wasn't some sort of strange partial transformation, not that she cared. While she was hungry before, his large cock had lit her fire. Before the encounter was a bit of fun, it was some ice cream on the side to her. Now she had a taste, she was starving. His cock was too big, too much exactly what she craved. He had pumped enough cum in her ass she wouldn't doubt if someone told her it had reached her stomach, but that didn't matter. She was going to have all of him. Some part instinctually told Jason he was in danger, but he lost all will to fight as soon as she forced his still hard dick upright and plunged down. The pleasure burned beyond his flesh as his cock entered her pussy. The pleasure was beyond intense and spoke not only to his body, but enveloped something beyond, his very center. Tula moaned with excitement and fulfillment. His huge cock was exactly what she craved. She could feel his being connect to hers through her pussy, his sheer size excited her and constantly caused orgasms as she rode, but she wouldn't stop. He couldn't fight against the absolute onslaught and was quickly spurting again into her, this time her pussy, feeding the void that was her hunger. She came hard again as her body absorbed more of him, tasting more of what she needed as she lost herself. Despite how hard she came, not a drop of his cum spilled, and her body began to slightly bloat from the volume as it beat her ability to absorb it completely through how fast it entered her. Jason groaned and moaned, but she kept on moving, only pausing slightly on the first impact of his cum into her womb. He felt her elastic pussy milk him for all he was worth as her continued movements extend both their orgasms. On his third, Jason felt tired and exhausted, each time he had came so much into the woman, yet she was insatiable, always wanting more. His fourth he felt like he had ran a marathon, her body bloated enough to almost look slightly pregnant. No matter how much he gave, her pleasure demanded more. His body couldn't keep up with the overwhelming demand as she continued to coax more and more of his essence from his. His cock never tired even as it began to get sore for the first time of his life, still she kept on going and he couldn't find the voice to tell her to stop. The fifth time, darkness was creeping out of the corners of his vision. Still his orgasms seemed just as long from the start if not longer and he weakly tried to move. She was killing him he realized as she rode in absolute bliss, not a care in the world to what she was doing to him. By the sixth time, he mercifully blacked out, the vision of the red demon rode him closer and closer to oblivion. To be continued... Lustrum Academy for Troubled Youth Again his body lit 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 them both as he struggled to stay standing, trying to hold back the rising climax so 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 failed, bringing him gently to the floor on his back. She moved off of him to make sure a couple of spurts filled her mouth, some of it leaking and dripping down her chin, onto her expansive chest. It felt like more than a minute or had passed before it ended, Miss 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. When her lips left his member, the world returned as the pleasure stopped burning his reason. He panted as he watched the woman 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 final product, it makes me so wet." Again her words confused him, but he couldn't 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 three. One guy made it to four. 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 wrapping them around 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 with another equally huge load, more spilling on her breasts and causes her to moan with delight, bring him to higher and higher heights. "Two," 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. Three and four 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 fifth time, darkness clouding his vision as she finally let up. "Five, 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, wings, and a tail before everything went black.