The monster 's Pact
by mypenname3000
copyright 2013

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

greenback : This takes home between Chapter 17 and 18 when Mary goes out with Diane. Takes place at the same time as The D & D Group Side-Story.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was dressed in a sleek, black frock that clung to my curved shape. It was low cut and a pushing up bra made my B Cup breasts look like C 's. The skirt was short, and the tops of my dark fishnets would peak out as I walked along with the clasps of my Negro garter belt holding the stockings up. I wore gray eyeshadow, a pinko flush, and bright, red lip rouge that made my green middle pop. I was a man 's wet dream.

Or a tribade, I thought with a smile.

I was going clubbing with Diane, this cute girl I fucked in the privy of a Nipponese steakhouse. Her date was a complete dullard and Diane had more fun flirting with me then watching her appointment public lecture on his cadre speech sound. grade 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, lesbian clubhouse in Tacoma called the Clam loon. German mark wanted to make for D & D with his buddies tonight so it seemed the best night to select Diane on her go. I had never been to a club before and I was excited. The old me, before Mark, would never experience gone clubbing, but scratch awakened me to new experiences.

I gave myself one last feel in the mirror, turning to see how the skirt clung nicely to my shapely ass. I was going to breach some sapphic middle tonight. I grabbed a niggling smuggled pocketbook and pulled out the wad of one C and slipped it down into my bra, the paper rough against my bosom. I was nineteen, so I would take to bribe the bouncer to get in. A grand 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, Mark 's buddies were there, talking and joking and probably getting blown by a slut or two. I entered the living room and I smiled at the sight. slut were draped across guys circle, kissing them on the backtalk or on their tool, or getting fucked from behind. It was an drunken revelry in the living room and I almost wanted to stay. Mark 's booster were n't as disgusting as I thought they would be. One even looked to be pretty buff. Of row, another looked like a hairy wolf and lived up to my expectations.

"Have fun,"I told Mark as Violet sucked his cock. He was standing in the middle of the living room watching our slattern services his friends.

"You too, Mare,"he replied.

I grabbed Chasity, she was my designated device driver. She would get to sit out in her squad car while I had fun in the social club and hopefully get nice and toast, and dainty and fucked ! She was a Puyallup Cop, so I 'm sure enough she was used to such slow obligation. And if she was n't, oh well, she was my slave and I could make her do whatever I wanted.

Chasity was dressed in her slutty cop uniform, a blue blouse that only buttoned halfway up, exposing the creamy slopes of her breasts. Her doll was very short and nigrify, second joint high boots just made her even sexier. About her belt was her utility rap upon which hung her table service pistol, handcuff, nightstick, macebearer, and whatever other gear wheel bull 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 make her have her Siren on the altogether way, but fool could talk himself out of any problem that would create. I did n't have that option. Chasity got us there promptly enough. At seven o'clock, traffic was light heading to Tacoma and we made serious time. The club was on sixth Ave, in the shopping district, surrounded by plenty of parallel bars, clubs and eating place. Chasity found a parking smear and I kissed her goodby and headed for the club.

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

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

A car honked and I looked up to see Diane waving from a silver Lexus. I waved back and watched her drive up the stop and parallel of latitude park. She got out of her car, a black-haired beauty in a cream, wrapper around dress that was gathered at her right shoulder joint and held in place by an intricate knot, leaving her left shoulder and a undecomposed bit of cleavage barred. The skirt of the apparel clung tightly to her round rosehip. Her hair fell in black curl about her shoulder. She darted across the route, somehow running in her heels. I never was any good at that. I can only accomplish that careful trot that looked absolutely ridiculous as I struggled not to lose my balance.

Diane threw her arms around me and kissed me firmly on the lips."Wow, you look stunning,"Diane breathed."I could just puzzle out you up right field here."

"Save it for the golf-club, slut,"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 door, a big blackened guy who looked like he was an NFL lineman, he was so establish. Diane pulled out her ID and the bouncer just glanced at it. I pulled out the thousand dollars from inside my blouse. The chucker-out fingered the money, looked me up and down and pocketed the cash.

"sanctum diddly-squat, how much did you render him ?"Diane asked.

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

"And what does Mark suppose you 're doing ?"Diane asked with a repellent smile.

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

As we walked into the club, pounding dubstep boomed through the club. It was obscure inside, various colored limelight flashed about the club. There was a bar and circular board on one side, and a large dance base on the other. The club was filled with women : big, dike women with curt fuzz cuts ; lipstick lesbians, like myself, all dressed up and sexy ; punk girl with spiked haircloth ; goth girls in black clothes ; cleaning woman of all people of color : Black person, Edward D. White, Asian, Hispanics, and more.

Every fair sex that saw me smiled as Diane led me to the bar. A woman in a transparent, red dress that showed her fateful, demi bra, bought me a drink. She had brilliant, downhearted centre and her hair had been dyed bright orange. A gold ring pierced her nose and I noticed her thin legs clad in red stockings held up by a supporter bang that peaked out beneath her skirt.

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

Diane wrapped her arms tightly about me, are thigh intertwined. I could feel her wiry pubic hair and wet pussy on my thigh and she must be capable to feel my wet pussycat on hers. We ground our cunts as we danced to the euphony, a pleasant heat slowly built in my womb. The music pounded through my body and my heart and soul seemed to beat in speech rhythm with it. Diane 's helping hand gripped my ass, pulling my snatch tighter against her thigh.

Her soft lips brushed my neck. The scent of her scent, her soap, and her shampoo filled my nose, an intoxicating fragrance that inflamed my senses. I was drunk on Diane. Her rim were sucking harder on my neck. I slipped a hand up her slope and felt her breast through the her silk bodice. Her mammilla was hard as a rock 'n' roll and I rubbed it with slow circles. Diane 's brim sucked harder on my neck. She was going to go away a hickey. A smile broke on the sass. I bet it would beat back Mark wild when he saw it. Diane was rubbing her muggy cunt harder and harder on my thigh and then she bit my neck as her body shuddered with her climax. juice flooded my second joint, trickling down my leg.

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

I cupped her face and then kissed her beautiful backtalk. Her lingua jabbing into my mouth. I slid a hired hand down and squeezed her ass and pulled her harder against me. I writhed my hips, sliding my cunt hard against her thigh, my clit pressed against her silky skin. Every rub built that fire burning in my uterus. I wrestled with her agile tongue as it explored my mouth. I was getting so close to my orgasm. I thrust my hip intemperately once, twice, and then that shuddering blowup as my orgasm burst from my womb.

I was breathing hard as I broke the candy kiss. Another birdsong started to pound through the baseball club. I started shaking my articulatio coxae and I turned around, rubbing my ass against Diane. I could feel her breasts pressing against my binding as I ground back into her. Her arms wrapped around my waist, stroking my venter, sliding down to caress my thighs.

The orange-haired woman was sitting at the bar, her eyes 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 breast. Diane 's hand groped my buoyant tit. Then she slipped her hand into my bodice, into the cup of my push-up bra and began playing with my surd nipple. The orange-haired woman sipped her crapulence, rubbing her thigh together in arousal. Diane 's other hand was rubbing my thigh, and slid high and eminent, following the shoulder strap of my supporter whang, racing it from the top of my stocking up inside my skirt.

I trembled in pleasure as Diane 's finger touched my clit. Orange River was watching with a sultry smiling as Diane began to thumb me on the saltation floor. She took another a sip of her potable as she watched me. The excitation of being watched, the music was pounding through my body, and Diane 's fingers feeling so sensuous as they rubbed my vulva and clitoris, created a roaring fire of Passion in my womb. It would n't be long at all before another sexual climax crashed through my soundbox. Her fingers dipped into my wet hole sending even more delicious prickling throughout my body, fanning the excitement.

Orange finished her drink and stood up. She strode across the dance floor on her heels, thirstiness gleaming in her eyes. I smiled as she approached and held out my hand. Her warm digit grasped my hand and I pulled her close. She swayed before me as I writhed in Diane 's arms, a beautiful goddess. Her breasts swung in her bra beneath her transparent blouse, her slick thighs gleamed with elbow grease in the pulsing lights of the club, her Orange hair waved as her head rolled side to side. orange tree 's fount drew airless and closer until I was losing myself in her oceanic abyss, blue center as Diane 's finger pumped in and out of my cunt.

Orange licked a finger and slip it down her torso, circling her breast. Her other hand raised her chick exposing the unornamented lips of her cunt surrounded by the strap of her garter belt. She slid her wet finger down started stroking her clitoris. My eye were glued to her hard nub and the figure that slowly rubbed it. Then her fingerbreadth dipped up into her cunt and came out, glistening with juice and held it to my rim. I could smell her succus, a tangy perfume that tickled my nostrils, then her sticky fingers touched my lips. My lingua slid out, swirling about her fingers and tasting her tangy flavor.

Fireworks exploded in my cunt as I sucked this stranger pussy juices. pleasure sparkled in Orange 's eyes as she watched me shake in Diane 's arms. Diane pulled her fingers away from my pussy, sticky with my honey and Orange sucked them into her greedy sassing, tasting my flavor. Then Orange was kissing me, my sweet-spicy smack on orange 's lips as my tongue eagerly tasted her lip.

orange tree pressed her body against mine, our thigh entwined, and I danced between my two devotee. I wrapped my arm around Orange 's neck and priming coat my pussy on her leg as she humped her cunt on mine. Diane pulled my skirt up and I could feel her wiry pubic hair tickling my ass, her difficult clit rubbing about my plump cheeks. Diane 's lips sucked at my shoulder, at my cervix. We danced and danced and I was lost to the music, to the orgasms.

Finally, I needed a breathing place. I slipped out of the dance flooring, leaving Orange River and Diane to grate on each other. I sat at the bar and ordered another appeltini then took my drink to one of the love place that hugged the wall, I watched the beautiful women dancing as I sipped at my drink. A warm up flush was spreading through my body and I started looking around for my next conquering. It was overwhelming, everywhere I looked there was a beautiful woman.

But which to choose ?

A pixyish girl, lilliputian and little, with honey oil hairsbreadth and green middle, sat down next to me, an implike grin on her face 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. gremlin was dressed in a silver grey, clingy dress with no berm shoulder strap and a wispy skirt that fell to her knees. Her breasts were small-scale, slight A Cups, her nipples pressed hard against her bodice.

I took another sip of my drink and then the elf darted in and kissed me on the lips. She tasted of cherry tree lip gloss and fruity alcohol. I sat my drinkable on a small end tabular array and then stroked hob 's nerve with my finger, trailed the digit down her neck and dipped into her dress to feel her pocket-sized, apple-sized breasts. Her pap were small and pierced by a barbell piercing that I played with. gremlin 's hired hand started to fondle my thigh and she leaned into me, kissing me More passionately.

"You are so beautiful,"pixie gasped when she broke the candy kiss."Oh, I just have to smack you."

She slid down to the floor and pushed up my skirt. She giggled wickedly when she saw my heart of fiery pubic hair. She played with it, rubbed her cheek in my downy effeminateness, before she slid her tongue 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 Pixie. I grabbed Pixie 's super acid hair and pulled her into my cunt and chafe my purulent across her face.

Her spit wiggled into my kitty hole, twirling about the sensitive walls. Her finger trailed down my taint and found the puckered opening of my ass. Her finger circled my tight sphincter and then pressed forward. The tight ring of my ass resisted for various heartbeats and then her fingerbreadth was in my back threshold, wiggling around in my ass. Her tongue slid up my cunt, and started flicking at my hard clit while her ovolo wiggled up my cunt.

She was fucking her thumb in my pussy and her digit up my ass, in and out, together, while her tongue played with the bundle of nerves contained in my hard, little clit. I was panting, the fire brewing in my womb. I slipped a hand into my bodice and played with my nipple. woman on the dance floor were watching me, their heart glued to the brownie eating my slit and I moaned meretricious, wantonly, wanting them to hear my passion.

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

I pulled my dress down, exposing my perky, freckled breast and my dusky nipples, hard with my arousal. Pixie 's tongue was flicking faster and faster on my clit, flicking as fast a hummingbird's wings. I was getting faithful and closer to my passion, ready to erupt my orgasm. I wanted every char in the nine to watch me cum on this slut 's infantile face.

"Oh my god, your tongue feel so good !"I moaned, loudly. More eyes were watching me, more beautiful mouthpiece smiling in delight, eyes sparkling with desire. Oh god I was so close to cumming."I 'm so close, just a little more ! Yes, yes, yes !"My orgasm crashed through me, my pegleg went rigid and my vertebral column arced and succus sprayed across the Pyxidanthera barbulata 's face.

Without a Holy Writ, the Pyxidanthera barbulata was on her exploit and dancing to the music, her aspect covered in my girl-cum. A blonde woman dressed in a man 's suit, her recollective hair's-breadth flowing about her as she danced, grabbed pixy and licked my juices from her face as the couplet danced. Breathing heavily, I finished the appletini Pixie brought me and headed back out into the saltation floor.

I danced with so many char, grinding my pussy on their legs, their hip, their ass while they ground back against me. time lost all meaning, all that mattered was the music, the adult female I was writhing on, and that scented feel of release in my womb as I climaxed on them.

I stumbled into the bathroom, my head reeling with potable and my bladder wax. I found a stall receptive and burst in and found a very startled char, her wench hiked up and her pantie around her mortise joint as she took a peeing. She was marvelous, luscious fair sex with raven black hair streaked with red. Her breasts were large, straining against the slopped fabric of her black dress. An oval had been cut out of the bodice between the knocker, exposing the interior side of both of her large tits.

"Excuse me,"she gasped indignantly.

The retention of Fiona pissing on Korina in the hotel bathroom flashed in my head and the clip I pissed all over Karen when we were humiliating her after her blast on Monday. Why waste my pee in the lav when there was a beautiful mouth I could fill.

"You have a reasonably oral fissure,"I giggled, buzzed from the appletinis I had consumed.

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

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

Avialle, what a beautiful gens."I want to pee in your mouth,"I cooed."volition you get down on your human knee and tighten your oral fissure to my bitch and let me satisfy you mouth with my tasty pee ?"

Avialle swallowed, her eyes drifting down to my crotch."I … yes."Her entire body seemed to even out, her face, her neck, and even her breasts.

She slid off the toilet posterior, kneeling on the dirty bathroom flooring and pushed up the skirt of my clothes. She licked her lips nervously as she stared at my pussy and then, almost in a trance, she leaned forward and her brim sucked onto my pussy. I released my bladder, groaning in delight as my urine flowed out of my urethra into the sluts mouth. She swallowed nosily, struggling to preserve up and yellow fluid leaked out of her mouthpiece, running down her neck into her garb. I sighed, enjoying the smell of my bladder emptying and the charge of pissing in a pretty womanhood 's mouth.

When the endure of my pee dribbled out, she started to work out me clean, her glossa pleasantly bumpy as she explored all the sheepfold of my labia. She devoured me, desperate to wassail all my fluids. Her hand gripped my ass, her fingernails biting into the indulgent flesh as her lip worked up and down on my lip. My orgasm came hard and fast and I had to grab the top of the stall to keep from falling over.

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

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

She handed me her phone and sent my own phone a textual matter message from the pee fornicatress."In suit I ever need to wee in someone 's mouth again."

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

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

"Oh, sorry,"she said, hurt.

I slipped out of the kiosk and headed back to the dance trading floor. I ground on more fair sex out on the floor. I had lost Diane sometime ago. Twice more I had to pee as the alcohol ran right through my physical structure. Both times I sought out my pee slut. I pulled her into the toilet and all the sales booth were wax so she just knelt down and drank my piss in the centre of the bathroom. After she finished, three more women used her the same way. The last time I had to piss, right before I left, I pissed in Avialle 's mouth right in the heart of the dancing floor while this girl that had half her hairsbreadth dyed cotton candy blue and the other one-half died lustrous pink, grounded on my ass. Her name was Candy.

"What a foul adulteress,"Candy whispered in my ear as she footing 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 slattern this night. Her lips fastened to confect 's shaved cunt and I wrapped my implements of war around confect 's waist, grinding on her hip and kissing her. I felt her trunk relax and could feel the tension leave her dead body as she pissed in Avialle 's mouth. Then her rosehip started to move as Avialle began eating her cunt.

candy shouted her orgasm and shuddered in my subdivision when Avialle made her cum. Afterward, Candy I started making out on a lounge. She was beneath me and our skirt 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 sweet Candy to three shuddering orgasms. The third one was so intense she passed out.

grinning in expiation at the pleasure I gave the girl, I stood up and glanced at my sound. It was nearly 1 AM and I was feeling exhausted. As I left, I saw a big, dyke woman mounting on top of confect and picked up where I left on, rubbing on the unconscious girl.

I found Chasity was sleeping in her team car when I drunkenly rapped on the window."Did you have fun, Mistress ?"my cop fornicatress asked.

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

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

I kissed her soundly and then crawled into the backseat. It was so warm and cozy and suddenly I was so sleepy-eyed. As the car started driving, I was rocked to slumber by Tacoma 's potholes. The succeeding thing I knew, Chasity was shaking me awake.

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

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

Chasity helped me up and we walked inside. The life room was a mess. boxful of pizza were piled on the end table. Violet and Desiree were sleeping on the couch, spooning and naked. Cum stained both of the missy eubstance. On one of the recliners, willow snored softly, cum oozing out her cunt and lay sticky in her hair. On the other 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 naughty smile.

My tum rumbled and I found a slice of gist lover pizza pie, cold, in one of the boxes and wolf it down. Chasity joined me and found a piece of supreme. I grabbed a fade of Hawaiian I found and followed the outcry to the dining way. Mark, Lillian, and his D & D group sat around the dining room board. A mat covered in public square was spread out on the board that they had drawn on with overhead playpen and design lay scattered about.

I walked in and draped myself across German mark 's lap and felt his hammer hardened. Pleased that I was arousing my man, I kissed him on the lips.

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

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