The base music engulfed the small group as they entered the club. Jason started to worry as soon as they entered, a man sitting behind a small caged window asked to see their stamps. All of them raised their hands and the black light made the neon-ink glow.
When they passed the window, Jason watched the other black succubus round the corner and climb two steps to a door. She knocked and the same man that asked to see their stamps opened it. The black woman climbed inside, closing the door behind her. Jason looked over his shoulder and watched as a shade was pulled over the caged window.
Knowing what was going to happen inside the little booth, Jason turned his head and decided to walk further into the club.
Further past the corner, the club opened before the small group. There was a wide staircase not to far away, leading to the upper level balcony. Many men could be seen at the railing, leaning over the makeshift wooden bar around the railing. Jason could tell they were all leering down the top of women's dresses and partially open dresses.
He couldn't blame them, since a lot of the women were very attractive, but none compared to the beauties that were already surrounding him. He knew that they were beautiful because the closest people looked at them.
Jason saw the interest peak in the eyes of the women, but the men were easily filled with hunger, even those with women already hanging on them.
"Have fun ladies, but work on the women first, then take the men," the original succubus said. "Make sure you pass the word as you spread."
Jason suddenly felt more nervous at this comment, and was about to protest this excursion all together. But the original took his hand in hers and led him to an empty booth near the first floor railing.
As they sat down, Jason noticed he had a good view of the dance floor and all of the people bouncing around on it. He noticed the sea of bodies all moving together with the beat and several of them were grinding against each other, as if they were screwing on the dance floor.
The women in the room seemed to be outnumbered by the men two to one, but Jason figured if the succubus' plan was what he thought it was, that wouldn't be the case before too much longer.
"Can I get you guys something to drink?" asked a very large busted woman with a notepad in her hand, holding her pen poised to write down their order.
Jason's head snapped around to stare down her burgundy halter-top, noticing that her breast hung free of any bra. He also saw that a very tight pair of black jeans covered her long legs.
"Jason would like a beer, and..." the succubus began, then her hand shot up between the woman's legs, grabbing her crotch. Her nails quickly cut through the seam, allowing her fingers to plunge into the woman's quim. "Me, I'll just have some of you."
The waitress' mouth opened with shock at the sudden attack, and her hands quickly landed on the table to steady herself. The succubus pushed her hand harder onto the woman's crotch, burying her finger deeper into the woman's pussy. This extra leverage pushed the opened mouth to the succubus' mouth, where they locked together in a divine kiss.
Jason watched as the waitress' eyes opened wide at the shock of the situation, and then fluttered to a close as she was overcome with pleasure. Her hands tried to clinch the tabletop as the woman gave into the assault. When the succubus pulled her fingers from the woman's crotch, the waitress continued to kiss the succubus back.
Finally, her eyes opened wide and stared at Jason with a lustful desire he knew to belong to the hell spawn he was sitting with.
"This one is protected," the succubus said. "We need to convert the women before the men start to leave. Bring you master his beer, best in the house, and then use your body's wine to help convert the women around here."
The new convert left, biting her lip while looking around the club, as if she was seeing it for the first time. Jason could tell that it was taking all of her control to keep from fucking the first man that was close enough to rape.
He turned his attention back to the dance floor and saw that several of the women around the floor were starting to dance with other women more than the men. Straining his eyes through the smoke and haze of the club's atmosphere, Jason could see the other succubi on the floor, groping some of the women and kissing them deeply.
Jason watched as one of the newer converts turned from such a kiss and joined a group of women that were dancing together. Some men had started to dance their way right up to the many groups of women that were dancing. Some of the men were standing right behind some women, grinding their increasing hard-on against their asses.
Jason watched as one man was grinding against a woman that was being converted by one of his succubi. Julie had one hand around the woman's side and down toward her ass. The other hand was digging underneath the tight mini-skirt the woman was wearing. Her mouth was locked on the woman's mouth, which was sandwiched between the man and succubus.
From the man's expression, Jason guessed that the Julie was also squeezing the man's cock. Jason the noticed the original succubus' hand was on his groin, stroking him to an erection.
He turned to look at her as she leaned toward him. Their lips connected and her tongue once again trapped his in its coils. It squeezed and caressed his tongue in time with her hand on his growing dick.
The succubus suddenly broke her kiss and gave his cock one last squeeze before she let it go. She then brought her mouth to his ear and whispered into it.
"I'm going to help the ladies with the conversion. I'll send someone to keep you company while I'm away."
Jas was surprise that he could hear her speaking over the extremely loud music. He didn't know how that was possible, but he let the thought go as the large busted woman returned with his beer.
