A private show in the VIP room

Arman grinned as he watched Amanda and Stacy walking inside the small room. He intended to assess Stacy’s progress and so far he was more than satisfied. The two women now wore different outfits, Amanda was wearing a black angel costume which made her look like a fallen angel, something that made Arman chuckle. Her black leather corset was completed with a pair of feathered wings, a halo, gloves and hight-heeled, mid-thighs leather boots. Stacy’s costume was even more appreciated by Arman Varko, the young woman was dressed like a demoness, with a red leather corset, a small pair of horns above her brown hairs, a fake tail, bat wings and stockings encasing her toned legs. Both of them smiled as they began to dance around the pole, Stacy clearly more at ease than earlier, caressing her curves and gyrating her body to the beat of the music. Occasionally, they caressed each other’s sensuously, removing each other’s corset while their lips brushed against each other more than once.

"Want to give him a lap dance?" Amanda asked, her hands cupping Stacy’s bare breasts. The young woman moaned approvingly, her desire gradually rising to a new apex.

Moving forward, Stacy leaned down and placed her hands on the back of Arman’s seat. She was still unable a recognize him, for her, he was just a stranger enjoying the sight of her barely covered body. The wrongness of the situation was so delicious for her, her eyes glistening with lust as she straddled Arman’s thighs.

Amanda smiled as she watched her little protege dancing on the man’s lap. Stacy was gyrating with the music, showing skills she didn’t know she had, displaying her firm, pert tits to Arman. She moaned when she felt Arman’s lips on her nipple, pausing slightly as she reveled in the sensation, Arman’s skilled tongue playing with one, then the other nipple. Stacy briefly wondered how far she should go with him but Arman interrupted her train of thoughts, grabbing her, he moved her until she was facing Amanda, her pert ass gyrating on Arman’s crotch. Amanda couldn't suppress a giggle when Stacy looked over at her, eyes wide with astonishment and mouth hanging slightly open. The young woman’s ass was pressing on what could be one of the largest cocks of her life. Stacy was shocked, her mind in turmoil. She could only continue to rub her ass on Arman’s large bulge, depraved thoughts filling her mind.

Sensing Stacy’s confusion, Amanda made the first move. Leaving the pole, the almost naked blonde guided Stacy on her knees next to her. Amanda grabbed Stacy’s hand and placed it on Arman’s hard shaft still enclosed in his pants.

"See,” Amanda whispered sexily, "I told you anything could happen here. Why don’t you have a taste of it"

Amanda’s words shook Stacy from her daydream. Unzipping his trousers, she pulled out Arman’s thick, twelve inches shaft, gasping at the size.

"Mind if I go first?" Amanda asked. She didn’t wait for an answer, she grabbed the large shaft and swallowed the head, gradually taking more with each motion of her head. Stacy watched as Amanda bobbed her head up and down with growing envy. Eventually she took it out and looked up at Stacy, licking her lips.

"Go on," she said, "suck his dick, show me what a naughty little devil you are."

Determined to show her 'aunt' what she could do, Stacy reached up and grabbed the fat cock with both hands and stuffed most of its large head into her mouth, tonguing the hole and then dragging her full lips along the length with a moist smacking noise. She looked up at Arman, her eyes glistening with desire before plunging her mouth on his shaft, trying to swallow more of it. Arman groaned as he watched Helen’s innocent daughter acting like a seasoned whore, fiercely sucking him until it made her cough, smiling at the depraved acts she was performing.

"Yes, good girl, show me what you can do." Arman said. His words seemed to turn her on even more, moaning around his shaft. She gagged once more before pulling all the way out, gasping as the tried to catch her breath. She wanted to try something she saw in one of the porn videos a couple of days ago. Slightly moving forward, she mashed her chest on Arman’s slick cock, moving her breasts around the rigid shaft as she gave him her fist titfuck. Despite her eagerness, she was struggling to do it. Her chest was not small, a firm pair of C cups but it wasn’t enough to engulf Arman’s 12 inches. She felt a pang of jealousy against Amanda or Helen’s large breasts. "If only I could be as big as Mom," she thought as she kept trying, Arman grinning at her.

Sitting on her haunches behind Stacy, Amanda decided to 'encourage' Stacy’s actions. She began to lightly run a finger between the young woman’s thighs, circling around her bare pussy. Stacy moaned as she felt Amanda’s fingernail teasing her clit before running on her smooth labia. The blonde’s finger had the same speed as her ministrations of Arman’s cock, fueling her desire for more. Stacy dragged her pink tongue along the head, occasionally slurping the precum coming from it.

"Yesss…" Amanda moaned in Stacy’s ear, increasing her ministrations to mimic Stacy’s actions on the large shaft, "too bad you couldn’t see yourself, a sexy slut, hungry for this cock. Come on, make him cum, I want to see your face splattered with his spunk."

Stacy wanted it too, she was stroking it faster, her wet tongue flickering on the tip, her lustful gaze fixated on Arman.

"Come on sir, I want it, give me a big, thick load, paint me white," she moaned between licks. Arman groaned darkly, the sight of Stacy dressed as a succubus, enthusiastically sucking him was too much for him. Stacy felt his hips buck and she sucked hard on the head with immense satisfaction as the first hot jet immediately filled her mouth. She popped the head out of her mouth, cum dripping from her lips and tongue as several more jets of spunk splattered on her face and in her open mouth. She moaned loudly as an orgasm seized her, Amanda’s fingers jilling her clit while she had inserted another digit into Stacy’s virgin ass. The taste, the warm feeling on her skin, the sheer depravity of her actions, she loved everything and knew she will do it again soon. Arman grinned as he caught a brief reddish glint in Stacy’s eyes, a testimony of her growing corruption. Behind her, Amanda smiled, happy to see her 'niece' enjoying these pleasures. She hoped Helen was having fun too, with Sofia, anything could happen.