A gorgeous blonde woman is standing on a street corner. Shiny black leather hugged her body like a second skin, from ankle to wrist, but nothing was hidden from view of the eyes. Her straight golden-blonde hair hung to the middle of her back as she stretched her arms up to the sky. Her breast pushed on the thin leather, the erect nipples pushing out, showing how tentative they were to the fabric rubbing against them.
She looked directly at Jason and smiled. The blonde wagged her finger at him, motioning for him to walk over to her. Her tongue slid between her lips and surprised Jason at its length. It reached down past her chin and the started to curl up. The tip reached about half way back up toward the mouth and flicked back and forth, just as her finger had done earlier.
Jason knew this was the woman the succubus had put in his mind. She had to be the one, but he didn't know how to go about getting her back to his place. He walked slowly to her and looked into the palest blue eyes he had ever seen. Jason would've sworn that she was blind, because they seemed to as white as he had seen in movies with blind people.
"Hello," she said to Jason, when he was in earshot. "I haven't seen you around here before. Do you live near here?"
Jason continued to stare into her eyes, still enamored with the gaze.
"I'm new around here," he responded. "I'm new to all of this, if you know what I mean."
"Ah, a virgin, then, huh," she queried, stepping directly in front of him. Jason felt her hand touch his already rising anticipation, caressing the fabric of his jeans. Her long nails teased his cock through the jeans.
"Not per se, but I've never done this before," he said, looking down uncomfortably at not knowing what to do. "I don't even understand the procedures of meeting a woman of your finesse. What's a man supposed to do?"
"Well, since you are new to this, I'm positive you're not a cop," she said. "And I love your candor, so I'm willing to make a deal with you. You show me the money and I'll let you take me home with you."
Jason was surprised at how easy it was to get this woman. He pulled out his wallet and opened it, showed at least ten twenty dollar bills. The woman reached out and took his arm after he returned his wallet. After climbing into his small car, and moving down the road, Jason finally asked the question that was really on his mind.
"How do you get your tongue to stick that far out," he asked. "I've never met anyone who could do that?"
"I get that a lot," she said, leaning back into the seat. "My first job was as a stripper. I hoarded a lot of money and had the muscle holding my tongue down cut out and removed. It took me over a month to learn how to sleep on my side.
"It turns out that with out that connection, my tongue will roll back into my throat and choke me to death, if I fall asleep on my back. I also regret the other alterations I had done at the time, too."
Jason hardly listened to her comments, focusing on the road before him as he drove home that night. He barely noticed the comments about her tummy tucks, breast enlargements and facials restructuring. Jason paid more attention when she suddenly talked about her darker times.
"I went into what you might call a vampire stage, too," the blonde rambled on. "I spent some money on having my top canines elongated, too. Now I've got problems whenever I'm trying to pick up a customer. Most of them quickly turn away when they see my smile, but several will actually if I'll bite them while were down to business, if you know what I mean.
"It's been far to many times that I've tasted blood. I can't stand it and I don't want to do it againβ¦unless that's what you want, you know. I'm willing to do anything that you want for the evening. You understand that, right?"
Jason pulled the car into the driveway at that time and parked it. He quickly cut on the dome light and turned to look at her.
"You've really got vampire fangs," he asked.
The blonde smiled at him, two fangs extending to her from the top gums to the bottom gums. The smile lit up her eyes in the dim light. Jason reached over to her, planning to kiss her passionately.
"I'm sorry, but that isn't allowed," she said, pulling away.
"Why not," Jason asked, looking upset and curious.
"I can put a condom on your cock for protection, but some diseases can pass from the mouths saliva," she said. "There's that plus the fact that a kiss is too intimate for my job. I've heard of too many women quitting because they started kissing a steady customer. I'm making to much money for that to happen."
"Okay, no kissing, but does that extend to everywhere, or just on the mouth?"
"Just on the mouth," she said, smiling again. "I can kiss you anywhere you want me to, other than there."
"What about me," Jason asked.
"Well, you can kiss me anywhere, too, but you can't eat me out. That's another way that diseases can be passed and I don't want to take the risk."
"Okay, then, but I do have one special request."
"What's that?"
The two of them entered the extra room of the house. She had already complied with his request and was nude. Her body was even more remarkable without the leather outfit. Her legs looked strong from the years of dancing and walking the streets. Her waist was very slim and her breasts were very perky. The woman's abdomen was tight from dancing, along with other movements she had learned with her current job.