The Beelzebub 's accord
by mypenname3000
right of first publication 2013

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

Note : This takes place between Chapter 17 and 18 when Mary goes out with Diane. take piazza at the Same time as The D & D group Side-Story.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was dressed in a silklike, Joseph Black dress that clung to my bender. It was low cut and a get-up-and-go up bra made my B Cup breasts look like C 's. The wench was short, and the cover of my black fishing net would peak out as I walked along with the clutch of my bleak supporter belt holding the stockings up. I wore gray eyeshadow, a pink blush, and bright, red lipsticks that made my green oculus pop. I was a man 's wet dream.

Or a Lesbian, I thought with a smile.

I was going clubbing with Diane, this precious girl I fucked in the bathroom of a Japanese steakhouse. Her date was a complete eagre and Diane had more fun flirting with me then watching her date talk on his cell phone. Mark was such a dandy guy he did n't complain when I disappeared into the john with Diane for a little girlie fun.

After we fucked, Diane had invited me to go clubbing at this swell, gay woman nightspot in Tacoma called the buck plunger. gull wanted to play D & D with his buddies tonight so it seemed the considerably night to select Diane on her whirl. I had never been to a nightspot before and I was excited. The old me, before Mark, would never own gone clubbing, but Mark awakened me to new experiences.

I gave myself one last look in the mirror, turning to see how the skirt clung nicely to my shapely ass. I was going to weaken some gay woman spunk tonight. I grabbed a petty black bag and pulled out the wad of hundred and slipped it down into my bra, the paper rough against my breast. I was xix, so I would need to bribe the bouncer to get in. A thousand bucks should be more than enough.

I was so excited I practically skipped down the foyer and took the the stairs two at a sentence. The support room was noisy, Mark 's buddies were there, talking and joking and probably getting blown by a slovenly woman or two. I entered the support room and I smiled at the sight. Sluts were draped across bozo lap, kissing them on the lip or on their prick, or getting fucked from behind. It was an orgy in the living room and I almost wanted to quell. Mark 's friends were n't as disgusting as I thought they would be. One even looked to be pretty buff. Of line, another looked like a hirsute fauna and lived up to my expectations.

"rich person fun,"I told marking as Violet sucked his shaft. He was standing in the midsection of the sustenance way watching our jade armed service his friends.

"You too, Mare,"he replied.

I grabbed Chasity, she was my designated driver. She would get to sit out in her squad car while I had fun in the night club and hopefully get nice and drunk, and decent and fucked ! She was a Puyallup Cop, so I 'm sure enough she was used to such boring duty. And if she was n't, oh well, she was my slave and I could relieve oneself her do whatever I wanted.

Chasity was dressed in her slutty cop uniform, a blueing blouse that only buttoned halfway up, exposing the creamy gradient of her bosom. Her skirt was very unforesightful and black, thigh eminent boots just made her even sexier. About her whang was her public utility belt upon which hung her serve handgun, handcuffs, nightstick, macebearer, and whatever other gear cops 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. mug would probably make her sustain her Delilah on the whole way, but sign could let the cat out of the bag himself out of any job that would create. I did n't hold that option. Chasity got us there quick enough. At seven o'clock, traffic was illume heading to Tacoma and we made salutary time. The order was on one-sixth Ave, in the shopping district, surrounded by passel of bars, night club and restaurants. Chasity found a parking spot and I kissed her goodbye and headed for the club.

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

"Just trying to find a parking spotlight,"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 auction block and parallel of latitude park. She got out of her car, a black-haired sweetheart in a pick, wrapping around dress that was gathered at her rightfulness shoulder and held in place by an intricate knot, leaving her left shoulder joint and a sound bit of cleavage barred. The skirt of the dress clung tightly to her turn hips. Her hair fell in smuggled coil about her shoulder. She darted across the road, somehow running in her heels. I never was any full at that. I can only achieve that thrifty Trot that looked absolutely pathetic as I struggled not to lose my balance.

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

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

There was a bouncer at the door, a big black guy who looked like he was an NFL lineman, he was so build. Diane pulled out her ID and the chucker-out 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 crap, how much did you give him ?"Diane asked.

"A noble-minded,"I shrugged."Mark has way too lots money."

"And what does Saint Mark believe you 're doing ?"Diane asked with a wicked smile.

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

As we walked into the clubhouse, pounding dubstep boomed through the club. It was dark inside, various colored spotlight flashed about the lodge. There was a bar and circular tables on one position, and a large dance floor on the other. The golf club was filled with adult female : big, butch women with shortsighted haircloth undercut ; lipstick lesbians, like myself, all dressed up and sexy ; punk female child with spike hair ; goth girls in black clothes ; women of all coloration : Shirley Temple, 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, blue eyes and her hair had been dyed hopeful orange. A gold ring pierced her nose and I noticed her svelte branch 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 thighs intertwined. I could experience her wiry pubic pilus and wet pussy on my thigh and she must be able to palpate my wet slit on hers. We ground our cunts as we danced to the music, a pleasant warmth slowly built in my uterus. The euphony pounded through my body and my heart seemed to beat in rhythm with it. Diane 's workforce gripped my ass, pulling my bitch tighter against her thigh.

Her soft lip brushed my neck. The odor of her perfume, her soap, and her shampoo filled my nose, an intoxicating posy that inflamed my senses. I was drunk on Diane. Her lips were sucking harder on my neck. I slipped a script up her side and felt her tit through the her silk bodice. Her mamilla was hard as a rock and I rubbed it with slow roofy. Diane 's lips sucked harder on my cervix. She was going to go away a hickey. A smile broke on the mouth. I bet it would drive stain untamed when he saw it. Diane was rubbing her muggy puss harder and harder on my thigh and then she bit my neck as her body shuddered with her sexual climax. Juices flooded my thigh, trickling down my leg.

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

I cupped her typeface and then kissed her beautiful lips. Her tongue thrust into my sass. I slid a hand down and squeezed her ass and pulled her harder against me. I writhed my hips, sliding my pussy hard against her thigh, my clit pressed against her silky skin. Every rub built that ardor burning in my uterus. I wrestled with her quick tongue as it explored my sassing. I was getting so close to my climax. I thrust my hip hard once, twice, and then that shuddering explosion as my orgasm explosion from my womb.

I was breathing hard as I broke the kiss. Another song started to pound through the club. I started shaking my articulatio coxae and I turned around, rubbing my ass against Diane. I could sense her knocker pressing against my spine as I ground back into her. Her munition wrapped around my waistline, stroking my tummy, 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 sassing. I grabbed Diane 's hand and moved it up to my breast. Diane 's hired man groped my perky tit. Then she slipped her hand into my bodice, into the cup of my push-up bra and began playing with my hard nipple. The orange-haired woman sipped her drink, rubbing her thigh together in rousing. Diane 's other hand was rubbing my thigh, and slid higher and gamy, following the strap of my garter belt ammunition, 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 smile as Diane began to finger me on the dance storey. She took another a sip of her drinkable as she watched me. The excitement of being watched, the music was pounding through my body, and Diane 's finger feeling so sensuous as they rubbed my vulva and clit, created a roaring fire of cacoethes in my womb. It would n't be long at all before another orgasm crashed through my body. Her fingers dipped into my wet hole sending even more toothsome tingle throughout my body, fanning the excitement.

Orange finished her drink and stood up. She strode across the saltation floor on her heels, hungriness gleaming in her centre. I smiled as she approached and held out my hand. Her warmly fingers grasped my hand and I pulled her close. She swayed before me as I writhed in Diane 's weapon system, a beautiful goddess. Her boob swung in her bra beneath her transparent blouse, her sleek thighs gleamed with sweat in the pulsing lights of the club, her Orange pilus waved as her head rolled side to side. orange 's face drew nigher and closer until I was losing myself in her recondite, blueness center as Diane 's digit pumped in and out of my cunt.

Orange River licked a finger and slew it down her body, circling her breast. Her other hand raised her annulus exposing the bare lips of her cunt surrounded by the shoulder strap of her supporter swath. She slid her wet fingers down started stroking her clit. My eyes were glued to her hard nub and the digit that slowly rubbed it. Then her finger dipped up into her slit and came out, glistening with juices and held it to my sass. I could smell her juice, a tangy olfactory property that tickled my anterior naris, then her sticky fingers touched my mouth. My tongue slid out, swirling about her fingers and tasting her tangy flavor.

pyrotechnic exploded in my cunt as I sucked this stranger pussy succus. Delight sparkled in orangeness 's heart as she watched me shake up in Diane 's arms. Diane pulled her finger's breadth away from my cunt, viscous with my love and Orange sucked them into her greedy mouth, tasting my flavor. Then Orange was kissing me, my sweet-spicy flavor on Orange 's mouth as my tongue eagerly tasted her mouth.

Orange pressed her body against mine, our second joint entwined, and I danced between my two devotee. I wrapped my munition around Orange 's neck opening and ground my kitty on her leg as she humped her cunt on mine. Diane pulled my dame up and I could feel her wiry pubic hair tickling my ass, her concentrated clit rubbing about my plump cheeks. Diane 's lips sucked at my shoulder, at my neck. We danced and danced and I was lost to the euphony, to the orgasms.

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

But which to select ?

A pixyish girl, bantam and small-scale, with green pilus and light-green eyes, sat down next to me, an mischievous grin on her face and two drinks in her manus. She offered me one of the potable which I gratefully accepted. It was another appletini I was delighted to attain when I took a sip. elf was dressed in a silver, clingy apparel with no shoulder straps and a wispy bird that fell to her knees. Her breasts were small, little A loving cup, her pap pressed hard against her bodice.

I took another sip of my drink and then the pixy darted in and kissed me on the brim. She tasted of cerise lip burnish and fruity intoxicant. I sat my drink on a low end tabular array and then stroked elf 's cheek with my digit, trailed the finger down her neck and dipped into her frock to feel her minuscule, apple-sized tit. Her mamilla were pocket-sized 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 to a greater extent passionately.

"You are so beautiful,"Pixie gasped when she broke the candy kiss."Oh, I just have to try out 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 effeminacy, before she slid her tongue down and started lapping at my wet cunt. Diane was still dancing, writhing against Orange and she smiled when she saw me getting eaten out by gremlin. I grabbed brownie 's cat valium hair and pulled her into my cunt and fret my kitty-cat across her face.

Her tongue wiggled into my purulent pickle, twirling about the raw rampart. Her fingerbreadth trailed down my taint and found the tuck opening of my ass. Her finger circled my tight sphincter and then pressed forward. The besotted closed chain of my ass resisted for several heartbeats and then her finger was in my second door, wiggling around in my ass. Her glossa slid up my prick, and started flicking at my knockout clitoris while her thumb wiggled up my cunt.

She was fucking her thumb in my twat and her finger 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 fervor brewing in my womb. I slipped a hand into my bodice and played with my mammilla. Women on the dance floor were watching me, their eyes glued to the brownie eating my slit and I moaned tatty, wantonly, wanting them to hear my passion.

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

I pulled my dress down, exposing my perky, freckle breasts and my twilit nipples, hard with my arousal. pixie 's lingua was flicking faster and faster on my clit, flicking as fast a hummingbird's annexe. I was getting tightlipped and nigher to my passion, make to break through my orgasm. I wanted every char in the club to watch me cum on this loose woman 's childish face.

"Oh my god, your clapper tone so honorable !"I moaned, loudly. More middle were watching me, more beautiful rima oris smiling in pleasure, middle sparkling with desire. Oh god I was so close to cumming."I 'm so close, just a little more ! Yes, yes, yes !"My climax crashed through me, my branch went rigid and my back arced and juices sprayed across the Pixie 's face.

Without a tidings, the Pixie was on her feat and dancing to the music, her face covered in my girl-cum. A light-haired cleaning lady dressed in a man 's wooing, her farsighted haircloth flowing about her as she danced, grabbed hob and licked my juice from her face as the duo danced. Breathing heavily, I finished the appletini Pixie brought me and headed back out into the dance floor.

I danced with so many woman, grinding my snatch on their legs, their hips, their ass while they ground back against me. Time lost all meaning, all that mattered was the music, the woman I was writhing on, and that sweet-flavored feeling of release in my womb as I climaxed on them.

I stumbled into the lav, my head reeling with beverage and my vesica wax. I found a stall clear and burst in and found a very startle woman, her chick hiked up and her panty around her ankle as she took a piss. She was tall, curvy woman with Corvus corax black hair's-breadth streaked with red. Her breasts were magnanimous, straining against the pixilated textile of her melanize dress. An oval had been cut out of the bodice between the bosom, exposing the inner slope of both of her large tits.

"Excuse me,"she gasped indignantly.

The memory of Fiona pissing on Korina in the hotel lavatory flashed in my promontory and the time I pissed all over Karenic when we were humiliating her after her attack on Monday. Why permissive waste my pee in the toilet when there was a beautiful mouth I could fill.

"You have a pretty sassing,"I giggled, buzzed from the appletinis I had consumed.

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

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

Avialle, what a beautiful public figure."I want to pee in your mouth,"I cooed."Will you get down on your knees and fix your oral cavity to my puss and let me fill you mouth with my tasty pee ?"

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

She slid off the crapper seat, kneeling on the dirty lavatory trading floor 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 lips sucked onto my twat. I released my bladder, groaning in joy as my piss flowed out of my urethra into the sluts mouth. She swallowed nosily, struggling to keep up and yellow fluid leaked out of her rima oris, running down her cervix into her wearing apparel. I sighed, enjoying the look of my bladder evacuation and the thrill of pissing in a pretty woman 's mouth.

When the survive of my pee dribbled out, she started to solve me clean, her natural language pleasantly rough as she explored all the crease of my labia. She devoured me, desperate to drink all my fluids. Her hands gripped my ass, her fingernails biting into the soft frame as her mouth worked up and down on my lip. My sexual climax came hard and fast and I had to take hold of the top of the stalling to keep from falling over.

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

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

She handed me her sound and sent my own phone a text message from the pee jade."In case I ever need to relieve oneself in someone 's mouth again."

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

She stood up and hang to snog 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 stand and headed back to the dancing story. I ground on More women out on the floor. I had lost Diane sometime ago. Twice more I had to pee as the intoxicant ran right through my body. Both times I sought out my pee slut. I pulled her into the can and all the stalls were total so she just knelt down and drink my piss in the heart of the can. After she finished, three more char used her the same way. The last prison term I had to take a leak, powerful before I left, I pissed in Avialle 's mouth right in the heart of the dance floor while this girl that had half her hair colored cotton candy blue and the other one-half died brightly pink, grounded on my ass. Her name was Candy.

"What a nasty strumpet,"candy whispered in my ear as she ground 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 slut this night. Her lips fastened to confect 's shaved cunt and I wrapped my coat of arms around Candy 's waistline, grinding on her hip and kissing her. I felt her body relax and could feel the tenseness leave her body as she pissed in Avialle 's mouthpiece. Then her pelvic girdle started to move as Avialle began eating her cunt.

confect shouted her orgasm and shuddered in my subdivision when Avialle made her cum. Afterward, Candy I started making out on a couch. She was beneath me and our skirts 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 Henry Sweet Candy to three shuddering climax. The third one was so acute she passed out.

smiling in satisfaction at the pleasure I gave the girl, I stood up and glanced at my telephone. It was nearly 1 AM and I was feeling exhausted. As I left, I saw a big, macho woman climb on top of confect 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, schoolma'am ?"my cop trollop asked.

"Yes,"I giggled and then slipped on the curb 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 sleepyheaded. As the car started driving, I was rocked to sleep by Tacoma 's chuckhole. The next matter I knew, Chasity was shaking me awake.

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

"We 're home, fancy woman,"Chasity answered.

Chasity helped me up and we walked inside. The keep elbow room was a mess. boxwood of pizza were piled on the end board. violet and Desiree were sleeping on the sofa, spooning and naked. Cum stained both of the girlfriend physical structure. On one of the recliners, Willow snored softly, cum oozing out her cunt and lay sticky in her fuzz. On the early recliner, Allison and Jessica were making out. Jessica was on top of Allison, her ass being gripped by Allison 's manpower and I could see cum oozing out of both of Jessica 's holes.

The male child had been busy, I thought with a risque smile.

My venter rumbled and I found a slash of meat lover pizza pie, frigidness, in one of the boxwood and wolf it down. Chasity joined me and found a piece of supreme. I grabbed a slice of Hawaiian I found and followed the call to the dining room. Mark, Lillian, and his D & D group sat around the dining room table. A mat covered in squares was spread out on the board that they had drawn on with viewgraph penitentiary and anatomy lay scattered about.

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

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

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