The dickens 's Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013

The Devil 's Pact Side-Story : Virgin Mary and Diane Go Clubbing

Note : This takes blank space between Chapter 17 and 18 when Mary goes out with Diane. takings place at the same prison term as The D & D Group Side-Story.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was dressed in a sleek, black dress that clung to my curves. It was low cut and a thrust up bra made my B Cup breasts look like C 's. The skirt was short, and the top of the inning of my black fishing net would peak out as I walked along with the clasps of my bleak garter belt holding the stockings up. I wore gray eyeshadow, a garden pink flush, and bright, red lipsticks that made my green eyes pop. I was a man 's wet aspiration.

Or a gay woman, I thought with a smile.

I was going clubbing with Diane, this cute fille I fucked in the lav of a Japanese steakhouse. Her date was a utter eagre and Diane had more fun flirting with me then watching her date public lecture on his mobile phone earpiece. bull's eye was such a great guy he did n't complain when I disappeared into the bathroom with Diane for a little girlie fun.

After we fucked, Diane had invited me to go clubbing at this great, gay woman night club in Tacoma called the Clam Diver. Mark wanted to play D & D with his buddy tonight so it seemed the best night to take Diane on her offer. I had never been to a nightclub before and I was excited. The old me, before stigma, would never have gone clubbing, but German mark awakened me to new experiences.

I gave myself one concluding look in the mirror, turning to see how the doll clung nicely to my shapely ass. I was going to break some lesbian spunk tonight. I grabbed a short Joseph Black pocketbook and pulled out the wad of hundreds and slipped it down into my bra, the report rough against my breast. I was 19, so I would need to bribe the bouncer to get in. A K bucks should be more than enough.

I was so excited I practically skipped down the hall and took the the stairs two at a time. The living room was noisy, scratch 's buddies were there, talking and joking and probably getting blown by a slut or two. I entered the support room and I smiled at the pile. Sluts were draped across guys lap covering, kissing them on the back talk or on their dicks, or getting fucked from behind. It was an orgy in the living room and I almost wanted to stay. Mark 's supporter were n't as disgusting as I thought they would be. One even looked to be pretty buff. Of course, another looked like a hairy beast and lived up to my expectations.

"Have fun,"I told Mark as Violet sucked his rooster. He was standing in the centre of the aliveness room watching our slovenly woman service of process his friends.

"You too, Mare,"he replied.

I grabbed Chasity, she was my specify device driver. She would get to sit out in her team car while I had fun in the club and hopefully get nice and drunk, and skillful and fucked ! She was a Puyallup Cop, so I 'm sure she was used to such drilling duty. And if she was n't, oh well, she was my slave and I could pee-pee her do whatever I wanted.

Chasity was dressed in her slutty cop uniform, a blue blouse that only buttoned halfway up, exposing the creamy gradient of her boob. Her annulus was very inadequate and black, second joint high boots just made her even sexier. About her belt was her service program belted ammunition upon which hung her service pistol, handcuffs, nightstick, macer, and whatever former appurtenance cop carried.

"Let 's go, whore,"I ordered.

"Yes, mistress,"Chasity smiled and we walked over to her cop car.

Chasity drove us all the way out to Tacoma. Mark would probably prepare her have her sirens on the wholly way, but Mark could talk himself out of any job that would create. I did n't have that option. Chasity got us there flying enough. At seven o'clock, traffic was lighter heading to Tacoma and we made good time. The ball club was on Sixth Ave, in the shopping territory, surrounded by plenty of parallel bars, clubs and restaurants. Chasity found a parking spot and I kissed her goodbye and headed for the club.

I pulled out my phone from my pocketbook and gave Diane a call."Hey, I 'm at the club."

"Just trying to find a parking spot,"Diane told me."Oh, I see you."

A car honked and I looked up to see Diane waving from a atomic number 47 Lexus. I waved back and watched her drive up the block and parallel park. She got out of her car, a black-haired mantrap in a cream, wrapper around dress that was gathered at her justly shoulder and held in place by an intricate knot, leaving her left-hand shoulder and a well bit of cleavage barred. The skirt of the clothes clung tightly to her round hip. Her pilus fell in inglorious scroll about her shoulder. She darted across the road, somehow running in her heels. I never was any good at that. I can only achieve that deliberate trot that looked absolutely laughable as I struggled not to lose my balance.

Diane threw her blazonry around me and kissed me firmly on the lips."Wow, you look stunning,"Diane breathed."I could just lap up you up mighty here."

"Save it for the nightclub, hussy,"I laughed and kissed her back. She hooked her arm with mine and we walked up to the club.

There was a bouncer at the threshold, a big Black guy who looked like he was an NFL electrician, he was so work up. Diane pulled out her ID and the bouncer just glanced at it. I pulled out the thousand one dollar bill from inside my blouse. The bouncer fingered the money, looked me up and down and pocketed the cash.

"Holy cocksucker, how much did you give him ?"Diane asked.

"A grand,"I shrugged."Mark has way too much money."

"And what does grade recall you 're doing ?"Diane asked with a wicked smile.

"Oh, stigma knows I 'm here to get laid."

As we walked into the club, pounding dubstep boomed through the lodge. It was dark inside, various colored spotlight flashed about the nightclub. There was a bar and bill mesa on one face, and a orotund dance floor on the other. The night club was filled with woman : big, dyke women with dead hair cuts ; lip rouge gay woman, like myself, all dressed up and sexy ; punk girls with transfix hair ; goth girl in Shirley Temple clothes ; cleaning lady of all colors : black, White, Asian, Hispanics, and more.

Every woman that saw me smiled as Diane led me to the bar. A woman in a transparent, red dress that showed her black, demi bra, bought me a drink. She had brilliant, spicy eye and her fuzz had been dyed bright Orange. A atomic number 79 ring pierced her nuzzle and I noticed her slim down legs clad in red stockings held up by a garter smash that peaked out beneath her skirt.

"Thanks,"I smiled at her, sipping at my appletini before Diane dragged me off to the terpsichore floor.

Diane wrapped her arms tightly about me, are second joint intertwined. I could finger her wiry pubic whisker and wet cunt on my second joint and she must be capable to experience my wet pussy on hers. We ground our cunts as we danced to the music, a pleasant fondness slowly built in my womb. The music pounded through my consistence and my ticker seemed to beat in rhythm with it. Diane 's hands gripped my ass, pulling my bitch tighter against her thigh.

Her diffused sass brushed my neck opening. The aroma of her aroma, her Georgia home boy, and her shampoo filled my nozzle, an intoxicating bouquet that inflamed my senses. I was drunk on Diane. Her lips were sucking harder on my cervix. I slipped a hand up her side and felt her breast through the her silk bodice. Her nipple was hard as a rock and roll and I rubbed it with slow circles. Diane 's lip sucked harder on my neck opening. She was going to leave a pimple. A smile broke on the mouth. I bet it would push Mark wilderness when he saw it. Diane was rubbing her unenviable cunt harder and harder on my second joint and then she bit my neck as her organic structure shuddered with her coming. Juices flooded my second joint, trickling down my leg.

"Oh god, that 's astonishing,"she breathed in my ear, barely audible over the music.

I cupped her face and then kissed her beautiful sass. Her tongue thrust into my mouth. I slid a handwriting down and squeezed her ass and pulled her harder against me. I writhed my pelvic girdle, sliding my pussy hard against her thigh, my clit pressed against her sleek skin. Every rub built that fire burn in my womb. I wrestled with her agile clapper as it explored my oral cavity. I was getting so close to my sexual climax. I thrust my hip hard once, twice, and then that shuddering explosion as my orgasm fit from my womb.

I was breathing hard as I broke the candy kiss. Another call started to quid through the club. I started shaking my hip and I turned around, rubbing my ass against Diane. I could sense her boob pressing against my back as I ground back into her. Her arms wrapped around my waist, stroking my breadbasket, sliding down to fondle my thighs.

The orange-haired cleaning lady was sitting at the bar, her centre glued to mine as I writhed on Diane. I smiled at her, licked my lips. I grabbed Diane 's hand and moved it up to my titty. Diane 's hand groped my chirpy tit. Then she slipped her hand into my bodice, into the cup of my push-up bra and began playing with my heavily teat. The orange-haired fair sex sipped her crapulence, rubbing her thighs together in stimulation. Diane 's other hand was rubbing my thigh, and slid higher and mellow, following the strap of my garter knock, racing it from the top of my stocking up inside my skirt.

I trembled in pleasure as Diane 's finger touched my button. orange was watching with a sultry smile as Diane began to feel me on the dancing floor. She took another a sip of her beverage as she watched me. The excitement of being watched, the medicine was pounding through my body, and Diane 's digit feeling so sensuous as they rubbed my vulva and clitoris, created a roaring fervor of passion in my uterus. It would n't be long at all before another coming crashed through my eubstance. Her finger's breadth dipped into my wet hollow sending even more delicious prickling throughout my torso, fanning the excitement.

orangeness finished her drink and stood up. She strode across the saltation floor on her heel, thirst lambency in her eyes. I smiled as she approached and held out my mitt. Her warm fingers grasped my deal and I pulled her finis. She swayed before me as I writhed in Diane 's arms, a beautiful goddess. Her chest swung in her bra beneath her transparent blouse, her sleek thigh gleamed with sweat in the pulsing lights of the gild, her orange hair waved as her head rolled slope to side. orange 's boldness drew closer and closer until I was losing myself in her late, downcast heart as Diane 's finger's breadth pumped in and out of my cunt.

Orange licked a digit and slid it down her trunk, circling her breast. Her other mitt raised her bird exposing the bare lips of her cunt surrounded by the straps of her garter belt. She slid her wet digit down started stroking her clit. My optic were glued to her severe nub and the digit that slowly rubbed it. Then her finger dipped up into her cunt and came out, glistening with juices and held it to my lips. I could smell her juice, a lemony aroma that tickled my nostrils, then her sticky fingers touched my lips. My tongue slid out, swirling about her digit and tasting her tangy flavor.

Fireworks exploded in my puss as I sucked this stranger pussy juices. delectation sparkled in Orange 's eye as she watched me shake in Diane 's branch. Diane pulled her fingers away from my bitch, sticky with my dearest and orangeness sucked them into her greedy mouth, tasting my relish. Then Orange was kissing me, my sweet-spicy sapidity on Orange 's brim as my spit eagerly tasted her sass.

Orange pressed her body against mine, our thigh entwined, and I danced between my two lover. I wrapped my arms around Orange 's cervix and ground my pussy on her leg as she humped her pussy on mine. Diane pulled my chick up and I could palpate her wiry pubic hair tickling my ass, her severe clit rubbing about my plump cheeks. Diane 's sassing sucked at my berm, at my cervix. We danced and danced and I was lost to the music, to the orgasms.

Finally, I needed a snorkel. I slipped out of the dance base, leaving Orange and Diane to labour on each other. I sat at the bar and ordered another appeltini then took my beverage to one of the passion butt that hugged the bulwark, I watched the beautiful women dancing as I sipped at my drink. A strong peak was spreading through my physical structure and I started looking around for my next subjection. It was overwhelming, everywhere I looked there was a beautiful fair sex.

But which to choose ?

A pixyish miss, petite and small, with green hair and commons eyes, sat down next to me, an pixilated grin on her fount and two drinks in her hand. She offered me one of the drink which I gratefully accepted. It was another appletini I was delighted to discover when I took a sip. hob was dressed in a silver, clingy dress with no shoulder strap and a wispy chick that fell to her knees. Her breasts were lowly, little A Cups, her pap pressed hard against her bodice.

I took another sip of my drink and then the Pixie darted in and kissed me on the lips. She tasted of cherry red lip gloss and fruity inebriant. I sat my drink on a small end table and then stroked gremlin 's cheek with my digit, trailed the finger down her neck and dipped into her garb to feel her small, apple-sized knocker. Her nipples were minuscule and pierced by a barbell piercing that I played with. imp 's hand started to caress my thigh and she leaned into me, kissing me Thomas More passionately.

"You are so beautiful,"Pixie gasped when she broke the kiss."Oh, I just have to taste you."

She slid down to the floor and pushed up my skirt. She giggled wickedly when she saw my heart of fiery pubic tomentum. She played with it, rubbed her cheek in my downy softness, before she slid her natural language down and started lapping at my wet twat. Diane was still dancing, writhing against Orange and she smiled when she saw me getting eaten out by brownie. I grabbed Pixie 's commons hair and pulled her into my cunt and rubbed my kitty-cat across her face.

Her clapper wiggled into my pussy gob, twirling about the sensitive walls. Her fingerbreadth trailed down my taint and found the pucker opening of my ass. Her finger's breadth circled my tight anatomical sphincter and then pressed forward. The smashed ring of my ass resisted for several wink and then her finger was in my back room access, wiggling around in my ass. Her tongue slid up my prick, and started flicking at my hard clit while her quarter round wiggled up my cunt.

She was fucking her thumb in my snatch and her digit up my ass, in and out, together, while her tongue played with the bundle of nerves contained in my hard, slight clit. I was panting, the fervidness brewing in my womb. I slipped a bridge player into my bodice and played with my nipple. char on the dance base were watching me, their eyes glued to the pixie eating my cunt and I moaned gaudy, wantonly, wanting them to discover my passion.

"Yes, eat my cunt, you lesbian slut !"I panted."Eat my cunt, finger my ass ! Yes, oh yes !"

I pulled my dress down, exposing my perky, freckled breasts and my dusky nipples, hard with my rousing. Pixie 's tongue was flicking faster and faster on my clitoris, flicking as fast a hummingbird's wings. I was getting closer and near to my cacoethes, fix to erupt my orgasm. I wanted every womanhood in the order to watch me cum on this slovenly woman 's infantile face.

"Oh my god, your spit feel so honest !"I moaned, loudly. more center were watching me, more beautiful mouths smiling in pleasure, eyes sparkling with desire. Oh god I was so finale to cumming."I 'm so close, just a little more ! Yes, yes, yes !"My orgasm crashed through me, my legs went rigid and my dorsum arced and juice sprayed across the Pixie 's face.

Without a news, the gremlin was on her feat and dancing to the music, her face covered in my girl-cum. A light-haired woman dressed in a man 's suit, her prospicient hair flowing about her as she danced, grabbed hob and licked my juice from her case as the pair danced. breathing heavily, I finished the appletini Pixie brought me and headed back out into the dance floor.

I danced with so many charwoman, grinding my puss on their leg, their hips, their ass while they ground back against me. Time lost all substance, all that mattered was the euphony, the woman I was writhing on, and that perfumed feeling of release in my womb as I climaxed on them.

I stumbled into the john, my forefront reeling with drink and my bladder replete. I found a stall unresolved and burst in and found a very startled woman, her skirt hiked up and her panties around her ankles as she took a piss. She was tall, luxurious fair sex with raven smuggled hair streaked with red. Her titty were large, straining against the tight fabric of her black dress. An ellipse had been cut out of the bodice between the tit, exposing the inner slope of both of her gravid tits.

"apology me,"she gasped indignantly.

The memory of Fiona pissing on Korina in the hotel lav flashed in my head and the time I pissed all over Karen when we were humiliating her after her attack on Monday. Why barren my pee in the gutter when there was a beautiful mouthpiece I could fill.

"You have a jolly mouth,"I giggled, buzzed from the appletinis I had consumed.

"Thanks,"the woman flushed."Your mouth is pretty, too."

"I 'm Mary."I held at my hired man and she took it, and replied,"Avialle."

Avialle, what a beautiful name."I want to pee in your oral fissure,"I cooed."testament you get down on your knees and secure your rima oris to my puss and let me fill you mouth with my tasty pee ?"

Avialle swallowed, her eyes drifting down to my genitalia."I … yes."Her full body seemed to level, her aspect, her neck opening, and even her tit.

She slid off the john seat, kneeling on the dirty bathroom floor and pushed up the dame of my dress. She licked her lips nervously as she stared at my pussy and then, almost in a enchantment, she leaned forward and her lips sucked onto my kitty. I released my bladder, groaning in pleasance as my urine flowed out of my urethra into the strumpet mouth. She swallowed nosily, struggling to keep open up and yellow fluid leaked out of her mouth, running down her neck into her dress. I sighed, enjoying the tactile sensation of my bladder emptying and the kick of pissing in a pretty char 's mouth.

When the endure of my pee dribbled out, she started to lick me clean, her tongue pleasantly rough as she explored all the crimp of my labia. She devoured me, desperate to drink all my fluids. Her script gripped my ass, her fingernails biting into the mild flesh as her backtalk worked up and down on my lip. My orgasm came hard and fast and I had to take hold of the top of the stalling to celebrate from falling over.

"Wow,"Avialle breathed, licking her lips."That was amazing."

"You 're such a pee strumpet,"I said fondly."Give me your phone."

She handed me her phone and sent my own phone a text subject matter from the pee slut."In suit I ever need to piss in someone 's backtalk again."

"Absolutely,"Avialle gasped."That was so erotic. I came without even touching myself."

She stood up and bent-grass to kiss me and I stopped her."No, no, pee sluts do n't go kissing people with their dirty, pee stained lips."

"Oh, sorry,"she said, hurt.

I slipped out of the stall and headed back to the dancing floor. I ground on more cleaning woman out on the trading floor. I had lost Diane sometime ago. Twice more I had to pee as the inebriant ran right through my body. Both times I sought out my pee adulteress. I pulled her into the john and all the stalls were good so she just knelt down and drank my urine in the middle of the john. After she finished, three more charwoman used her the Lapplander way. The hold out time I had to piss, right before I left, I pissed in Avialle 's mouth right in the middle of the dance floor while this girl that had half her hair dyed cotton candy blue and the other half died promising pink, grounded on my ass. Her public figure was Candy.

"What a nasty loose woman,"candy whispered in my ear as she background on my ass."I got to pee, too."

"You heard her, Avialle,"I said.

Avialle eagerly knelt before Candy. She had become quite the pee jade this night. Her mouth fastened to Candy 's shaved cunt and I wrapped my arms around Candy 's waist, grinding on her hip and kissing her. I felt her organic structure relax and could feel the tension leave her body as she pissed in Avialle 's mouth. Then her rosehip started to act as Avialle began eating her cunt.

Candy shouted her orgasm and shuddered in my weapon when Avialle made her cum. Afterward, candy I started making out on a couch. She was beneath me and our wench were hiked up and I started tribbing her, enjoying our clit kissing together as I fucked her to the beat of the dubstep. I brought my dessert confect to three shuddering orgasm. The third one was so intense she passed out.

Smiling in satisfaction at the pleasure I gave the girl, I stood up and glanced at my phone. It was nearly 1 AM and I was feeling exhausted. As I left, I saw a big, butch woman climb on top of Candy and picked up where I left on, rubbing on the unconscious girl.

I found Chasity was sleeping in her squad car when I drunkenly rapped on the window."Did you have fun, fancy woman ?"my cop slut asked.

"Yes,"I giggled and then slipped on the curb and fell on my stooge. I sat their laughing loudly as the street swam around me."I think I 'm drunk, Chasity."

"I thinks you 're proper, Mistress,"she replied, helping me up.

I kissed her soundly and then crawled into the backseat. It was so quick and cozy and suddenly I was so sleepy. As the car started driving, I was rocked to catch some Z's by Tacoma 's chuckhole. The following thing I knew, Chasity was shaking me awake.

"What ?"I asked, confused as I shook off sleep.

"We 're home, mistress,"Chasity answered.

Chasity helped me up and we walked inside. The living room was a mess. box of pizza were piled on the end board. reddish blue and Desiree were sleeping on the couch, spooning and naked. Cum stained both of the little girl dead body. On one of the recliners, willow tree snored softly, cum oozing out her puss and lay sticky in her hair. On the early recliner, Allison and Jessica were making out. Jessica was on top of Allison, her ass being gripped by Allison 's hands and I could see cum oozing out of both of Jessica 's holes.

The boys had been busy, I thought with a spicy smile.

My stomach rumbled and I found a cut of nitty-gritty buff pizza, cold, in one of the box and wolfed it down. Chasity joined me and found a piece of supreme. I grabbed a cut of Hawaiian I found and followed the shout to the dining room. Mark, Lillian, and his D & D group sat around the dining room tabular array. A mat covered in square toes was spread out on the table that they had drawn on with overhead pens and pattern lay scattered about.

I walked in and draped myself across chump 's lap and felt his cock hardened. Pleased that I was arousing my man, I kissed him on the rim.

"Did you have fun ?"he asked."Because you reek of pussycat ?"

I giggled."I did. I just have to go back to that nightspot again. ”