Stacy has some fun on the streets

Stacy smiled as she left the Varko’s yacht after dropping off her latest purchases. She felt like a million bucks, walking on the streets like she owned the whole town. She stopped when she noticed several good-looking women walking or waiting around her. Well, good-looking wasn’t the right word, sexy, slutty, sometimes trashy women were around what was certainly the red light neighborhood. A week ago she’d never set a foot in a place like that but now, being surrounded by these promiscuous women was making her horny. And she realized that despite not being as curvy as some of these whores, she clearly wasn’t the ugly duckling here.

She paused under a lamppost to apply fresh lipstick when a car stopped next to her. The window on the driver's side moved down, a male voice calling Stacy.

“Oh my god,” she thought, “This guy thinks I’m a whore!”

But instead of feeling insulted, Stacy felt a strange pride, as if this man was complimenting her. With her newly bought high heels, short white skirt and matching sleeveless top, she was showing a good amount of skin.

Smiling with pride, she leaned onto the window and smiled at the driver, at the same time giving him a good view of her cleavage.

"Hey there, looking for some company?" she said, wanting to see how far she could go. A tall construction worker was sitting in the driver's seat, wearing a pair of blue jeans and still had his safety vest over his black T-shirt.

"Hey babe, you look hot, how much?" he said with a deep voice. Stacy’s smile widened as the itch between her legs got more demanding. She realized she wanted him, she wanted to be fucked by a total stranger, even if she didn’t really need the money, the depraved action was making her shiver with lust.

"Well, what do you want?" she said. "It's 30 for a blowjob, 50 if you want to fuck me and anal is 80." She hoped he’d choose her ass. She had played with her new butt-plug a lot last night and really wanted something bigger in her virgin hole.

The stranger looked her over and seemed to consider his option, Stacy slowly licked her lips as she pulled her top upward, showing him her braless C cups breasts and hard nipples.

“Okay girl, hop in, I’ll give you 30 bucks for a blowjob,” he said. Stacy opened the door and sat down on the passenger seat. The guy didn’t drive far away, stopping on a deserted dead-end. As soon as he gave her the money, she plunged on his crotch, opening his fly to reveal a thick, eight inches boner. The man moaned when Stacy dived on it, wrapping her lips around the head and sucking hard. She tried to mimic what she saw last night with Helen and Zoltan, slowly licking the whole length before taking it back into her mouth, deeper this time, her hand moving up and down the shaft as spit ran down the length.

"Oh fuck! You’re good, keep going you whore,” the man grunted, rocking his hips slightly. Stacy purred at those words before she took more and more of his shaft between her lips. She crammed as much of it as she could into her mouth, squeezing her eyes shut as she forced herself on to his cock, the head pushing at the back of her throat. She gagged and coughed, spitting out thick streams of spit which she then spread along his length. Not wanting to stop until she took every inch down her inexperienced throat, Stacy plunged again, sucking harder as she tried to relax her throat. It soon began too much for the stranger, with a loud groan, he began to cum, firing several volleys of cum into Stacy’s mouth. Her eyes shot wide open when she felt the warm liquid hitting her tongue, she gulped all of it, moaning as she enjoyed the taste. She wanted more, so much more from him. Her client had his eyes closed so he didn’t see Stacy’s eyes flashing with a red glow. However, he did feel Stacy’s mouth sucking him stronger, not only hungry for his cum. Stacy didn’t realize a small part of her powers awoke, siphoning a fraction of the man’s soul, leaving him exhausted, his energy siphoned by the young seductress.

An incredibly powerful sensation filled Stacy’s body, orgasmic waves of pleasure crossed her as her body started to change. Her cute girly lips plumped up slightly while her cheekbones rose to a more pronounced and mature position. Her face lost a small bit of her previous innocent look for a more seductive, sultry look. Her brown hair darkened, a mirror to what was happening to her soul. Below, her body matured, her breasts swelling to D cups while her ass enlarged slightly, losing none of its firmness.

It took her a long moment before she came down for the rush of sensations. She was unaware of what she’d just done but her body was still craving more pleasure. Opening her eyes, she was disappointed to see the man’s cock laid flaccid. Removing her short skirt and her thong, she opened her legs with cat-like grace, her bald pussy damp with her arousal.

“You know what, it’s your lucky day, one blowjob bought, one pussy-licking free. Now go get your reward.” She said.

“I-I don’t… not sure I can, damn you really drained me,” the man panted. He didn’t have time to add more before a hand grabbed his chin, turning his head so his eyes were locked into Stacy’s gaze.

“I didn’t give you a choice, I’m still horny and since your dick isn't good for anything, you’ll use your tongue, now lick me and you better make me cum!” Stacy said with a determined tone, her eyes flashing briefly like what happened with the saleswoman earlier. Nodding obediently, the man let her guide his head toward her pussy, unable to resist Stacy’s imperious demand.

It took half an hour and several climaxes before Stacy finally let the poor man go. He wasn’t able to drive her back, falling asleep as soon as she left his car. The young woman smiled wickedly, “Guess mommy isn’t the only bitch in heat in the family,” she thought. Stopping in front of a store, she giggled as she realized she still had one thing to do to be as slutty as her mom. Good thing the local tattoo shop was still open.