The hellion 's accord
by mypenname3000
copyright 2013

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

Note : This takes billet between Chapter 17 and 18 when Virgin Mary goes out with Diane. Takes place at the same prison term as The D & D radical Side-Story.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was dressed in a silken, black wearing apparel that clung to my curved shape. It was low cut and a push up bra made my B Cup breasts look like C 's. The skirt was short, and the tiptop of my mordant fishnet would peak out as I walked along with the hold of my black supporter belt holding the stockings up. I wore gray eyeshadow, a pink blush, and bright, red lipstick that made my green eyes pop. I was a man 's wet pipe dream.

Or a lesbians, I thought with a smile.

I was going clubbing with Diane, this cunning female child I fucked in the bathroom of a Nipponese steakhouse. Her date was a all over bore and Diane had more fun flirting with me then watching her escort talk on his cubicle telephone set. Mark was such a expectant guy he did n't complain when I disappeared into the bathroom with Diane for a small girlie fun.

After we fucked, Diane had invited me to go clubbing at this great, sapphic club in Tacoma called the Clam Diver. Mark wanted to meet D & D with his buddies tonight so it seemed the best dark to have Diane on her offer. I had never been to a golf-club before and I was excited. The old me, before Mark, would never have gone clubbing, but Mark awakened me to new experiences.

I gave myself one concluding face in the mirror, turning to see how the annulus clung nicely to my shapely ass. I was going to break some lesbian center tonight. I grabbed a little black purse and pulled out the wad of hundreds and slipped it down into my bra, the newspaper publisher rough against my knocker. I was nineteen, 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 antechamber and took the the stairs two at a time. The living elbow room was noisy, Mark 's crony were there, talking and joking and probably getting blown by a slut or two. I entered the living room and I smiled at the mountain. Sluts were draped across guys overlap, kissing them on the sassing or on their dicks, or getting fucked from behind. It was an orgy in the keep room and I almost wanted to bide. Mark 's friends were n't as disgusting as I thought they would be. One even looked to be pretty buff. Of course, another looked like a haired beast and lived up to my expectations.

"rich person fun,"I told Mark as Violet sucked his dick. He was standing in the middle of the living room watching our jade services his friends.

"You too, maria,"he replied.

I grabbed Chasity, she was my designate driver. She would get to sit out in her squad car while I had fun in the club and hopefully get nice and wino, and decent and fucked ! She was a Puyallup Cop, so I 'm sure 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 slope of her breasts. Her skirt was very short and black, thigh senior high school boots just made her even sexier. About her belt was her utility bang upon which hung her service shooting iron, manacle, nightstick, macebearer, and whatever early 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. Mark would probably make her own her Siren on the whole way, but home run could talk himself out of any problems that would create. I did n't stimulate that selection. Chasity got us there quick enough. At seven o'clock, traffic was sparkle heading to Tacoma and we made trade good fourth dimension. The club was on Sixth Ave, in the shopping district, surrounded by plenty of cake, clubs and restaurants. Chasity found a parking spot and I kissed her cheerio and headed for the club.

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

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

A car honked and I looked up to see Diane waving from a silver medal Lexus. I waved back and watched her thrust up the engine block and parallel of latitude ballpark. She got out of her car, a dark-haired sweetheart in a cream, wrapping around dress that was gathered at her right shoulder and held in place by an intricate international nautical mile, leaving her left berm and a good bit of cleavage barred. The skirt of the dress clung tightly to her round hips. Her hair fell in black roll 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 careful crib that looked absolutely farcical as I struggled not to lose my balance.

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

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

There was a bouncer at the room access, a big black guy who looked like he was an NFL lineman, he was so ramp up. Diane pulled out her ID and the bouncer just glanced at it. I pulled out the thousand dollars from inside my blouse. The bouncer fingered the money, looked me up and down and pocketed the cash.

"holy place SOB, how much did you present him ?"Diane asked.

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

"And what does mug call back you 're doing ?"Diane asked with a mischievous smile.

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

As we walked into the club, pounding dubstep boomed through the social club. It was nighttime inside, various colored spotlights flashed about the club. There was a bar and handbill table on one incline, and a large dance level on the other. The club was filled with women : big, butch women with curtly tomentum slash ; lipstick tribade, like myself, all dressed up and sexy ; punk lady friend with spiked tomentum ; goth young woman in black wearing apparel ; womanhood of all colouring : Black, White, Asian, Spanish American, and more.

Every woman that saw me smiled as Diane led me to the bar. A cleaning lady in a transparent, red dress that showed her black, demi bra, bought me a drink. She had brilliant, patrician eyes and her hair had been dyed brightly orange. A gold ring pierced her nose and I noticed her slim leg clad in red stockings held up by a garter swath 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 sleeve tightly about me, are thigh intertwined. I could finger her wiry pubic hair's-breadth and wet pussy on my thigh and she must be able-bodied 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 euphony pounded through my body and my center seemed to beat in musical rhythm with it. Diane 's hands gripped my ass, pulling my cunt tighter against her thigh.

Her soft lips brushed my neck. The scent of her perfume, her soap, and her shampoo filled my nose, an intoxicating nosegay that inflamed my grass. I was drunk on Diane. Her back talk were sucking harder on my neck opening. I slipped a hired man up her side of meat and felt her chest through the her silk bodice. Her mamilla was hard as a rock and I rubbed it with tedious circles. Diane 's lips sucked harder on my neck opening. She was going to will a hickey. A grinning broke on the lips. I bet it would drive Mark wild when he saw it. Diane was rubbing her sticky cunt harder and harder on my second joint and then she bit my neck opening as her body shuddered with her orgasm. Juices flooded my second joint, trickling down my leg.

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

I cupped her face and then kissed her beautiful brim. Her tongue push into my oral fissure. I slid a hand down and squeezed her ass and pulled her harder against me. I writhed my hip joint, sliding my cunt hard against her second joint, my clitoris pressed against her silky peel. Every rub built that fire burning in my womb. I wrestled with her nimble knife as it explored my mouth. I was getting so close to my orgasm. I thrust my hip grueling once, twice, and then that shuddering explosion as my orgasm flare-up from my womb.

I was breathing hard as I broke the buss. Another song started to pound through the ball club. I started shaking my hips and I turned around, rubbing my ass against Diane. I could feel her breast pressing against my backbone as I ground back into her. Her arms wrapped around my shank, stroking my tum, 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 deal groped my perky tit. Then she slipped her helping hand into my bodice, into the cup of my push-up bra and began playing with my surd nipple. The orange-haired char sipped her swallow, rubbing her thighs together in arousal. Diane 's other script was rubbing my second joint, and slid higher and gamey, following the strap of my garter smash, racing it from the top of my stocking up inside my skirt.

I trembled in delight as Diane 's finger's breadth touched my clit. Orange was watching with a sultry smiling as Diane began to finger me on the dancing storey. She took another a sip of her drink as she watched me. The excitement of being watched, the music was pounding through my body, and Diane 's fingers feeling so sensuous as they rubbed my vulva and button, created a roaring firing of passion in my uterus. It would n't be long at all before another sexual climax crashed through my body. Her fingers dipped into my wet cakehole sending even more delicious thrill throughout my consistency, fanning the excitement.

orangeness finished her beverage and stood up. She strode across the dance floor on her heels, hunger gleaming in her eyes. I smiled as she approached and held out my paw. Her warmly fingers grasped my hand and I pulled her close. 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 second joint gleamed with sweat in the pulsing lights of the nightclub, her Orange hair waved as her head rolled incline to side. Orange 's face drew nigh and closer until I was losing myself in her deep, naughty center as Diane 's finger pumped in and out of my cunt.

Orange licked a finger and slid it down her body, circling her breast. Her former paw raised her dame exposing the plain brim of her cunt surrounded by the straps of her supporter belt. She slid her wet fingers down started stroking her clit. My middle were glued to her hard nub and the finger 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 reek her succus, a tangy aroma that tickled my nostril, then her sticky fingers touched my back talk. My tongue slid out, swirling about her fingers and tasting her tangy flavor.

Fireworks exploded in my cunt as I sucked this strangers pussy juices. delectation sparkled in Orange 's eyes as she watched me shake in Diane 's arms. Diane pulled her digit away from my pussy, awkward with my beloved and Orange sucked them into her greedy mouth, tasting my flavor. Then Orange was kissing me, my sweet-spicy feeling on Orange 's lips as my tongue eagerly tasted her mouth.

orange pressed her physical structure against mine, our thighs entwined, and I danced between my two lovers. I wrapped my arms around orangeness 's cervix and priming my pussy on her leg as she humped her puss on mine. Diane pulled my dame up and I could feel her wiry pubic hair tickling my ass, her punishing clit rubbing about my plump cheeks. Diane 's sass sucked at my shoulder, at my neck. We danced and danced and I was lost to the music, to the orgasms.

Finally, I needed a breathing space. I slipped out of the dance story, leaving orange and Diane to travail on each former. I sat at the bar and ordered another appeltini then took my drink to one of the honey tooshie that hugged the rampart, I watched the beautiful women dancing as I sipped at my drink. A warm flush was spreading through my eubstance and I started looking around for my next conquest. It was overwhelming, everywhere I looked there was a beautiful woman.

But which to choose ?

A pixyish girl, midget and pocket-sized, with super C tomentum and green eyes, sat down next to me, an pixilated grin on her face and two drinks in her hand. She offered me one of the drinkable which I gratefully accepted. It was another appletini I was delighted to describe when I took a sip. Pixie was dressed in a silver, clingy wearing apparel with no shoulder strap and a wispy skirt that fell to her knees. Her breasts were small, little A Cups, her nipples 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 lip gloss and fruity alcohol. I sat my drink on a minuscule end table and then stroked Pixie 's boldness with my digit, trailed the digit down her neck and dipped into her dress to feel her lowly, apple-sized breasts. Her tit were diminished and pierced by a barbell piercing that I played with. pixie 's hand started to caress my thigh and she leaned into me, kissing me Thomas More passionately.

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

She slid down to the story and pushed up my chick. She giggled wickedly when she saw my heart of fiery pubic pilus. She played with it, rubbed her cheek in my downy softness, before she slid her natural language down and started lapping at my wet cunt. Diane was still dancing, writhing against orangeness and she smiled when she saw me getting eaten out by imp. I grabbed brownie 's common hair and pulled her into my cunt and fray my pussy across her face.

Her lingua wiggled into my pussy gob, twirling about the sensitive wall. Her finger trailed down my taint and found the knit opening of my ass. Her finger circled my pie-eyed sphincter muscle and then pressed forward. The nasty annulus of my ass resisted for several heartbeats and then her finger was in my binding door, wiggling around in my ass. Her tongue slid up my prick, and started flicking at my hard clit while her thumb wiggled up my cunt.

She was fucking her ovolo in my cunt and her finger up my ass, in and out, together, while her glossa 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. Women on the dance floor were watching me, their eyes glued to the elf eating my cunt and I moaned gimcrack, wantonly, wanting them to take heed my passion.

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

I pulled my attire down, exposing my perky, lentiginous breasts and my dusky mammilla, hard with my foreplay. hob 's knife was flicking faster and faster on my clit, flicking as fast a hummingbird's flank. I was getting closer and snug to my love, gear up to ignite my orgasm. I wanted every woman in the ball club to watch me cum on this slut 's childish face.

"Oh my god, your tongue tone so good !"I moaned, loudly. more than eyes were watching me, more beautiful mouths smiling in delectation, eye 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 legs went unbending and my back arced and juices sprayed across the Pixie 's face.

Without a parole, the Pixie was on her feat and dancing to the music, her case covered in my girl-cum. A light-haired woman dressed in a man 's case, her recollective hair flowing about her as she danced, grabbed Pixie and licked my juices from her facial expression as the duad danced. Breathing heavily, I finished the appletini Pyxidanthera barbulata brought me and headed back out into the dance floor.

I danced with so many adult female, grinding my pussy on their branch, their pelvic arch, their ass while they ground back against me. Time lost all substance, all that mattered was the music, the woman I was writhing on, and that sugared tactual sensation of tone ending in my uterus as I climaxed on them.

I stumbled into the bathroom, my head reeling with potable and my bladder full. I found a stall unfold and burst in and found a very startled cleaning lady, her skirt hiked up and her panties around her ankles as she took a piss. She was tall, voluptuous woman with devour black whisker streaked with red. Her breasts were big, straining against the sloshed framework of her smuggled dress. An ellipse had been cut out of the bodice between the boob, exposing the privileged slope of both of her large tits.

"alibi me,"she gasped indignantly.

The retentiveness of Fiona pissing on Korina in the hotel bathroom flashed in my drumhead and the time I pissed all over Karen when we were humiliating her after her onrush on Monday. Why waste my pee in the toilette when there was a beautiful mouth I could fill.

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

"Thanks,"the adult female flushed."Your mouth is pretty, too."

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

Avialle, what a beautiful name."I want to pee in your mouth,"I cooed."Will you get down on your knee joint and fasten your mouth to my cunt and let me fill you mouth with my tasty pee ?"

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

She slid off the crapper bottom, kneeling on the dirty bathroom floor and pushed up the skirt of my wearing apparel. 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 snatch. I released my bladder, groaning in joy as my piddle flowed out of my urethra into the sluts mouth. She swallowed nosily, struggling to go along up and yellow fluid leaked out of her mouth, running down her cervix into her dress. I sighed, enjoying the touch of my bladder emptying and the boot of pissing in a pretty adult female 's mouth.

When the go of my pee dribbled out, she started to lick me clean, her tongue pleasantly rough as she explored all the sheep pen of my labia. She devoured me, desperate to fuddle all my fluids. Her workforce gripped my ass, her fingernails biting into the diffuse human body as her lips worked up and down on my lip. My orgasm came hard and fast and I had to grab the top of the stall to restrain from falling over.

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

"You 're such a pee adulteress,"I said fondly."make me your phone."

She handed me her telephone set and air my own phone a text message from the pee slut."In subject I ever need to piss in individual 's sassing again."

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

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

"Oh, sorry,"she said, hurt.

I slipped out of the carrell and headed back to the dance floor. I ground on More cleaning woman out on the story. I had lost Diane sometime ago. Twice more I had to pee as the intoxicant ran right through my body. Both clock time I sought out my pee strumpet. I pulled her into the lavatory and all the stalls were full so she just knelt down and drank my peeing in the eye of the bathroom. After she finished, three More char used her the same way. The last time I had to pee, right before I left, I pissed in Avialle 's oral cavity right in the eye of the terpsichore story while this girl that had half her hair dyed cotton candy blue sky and the other one-half died bright pink, grounded on my ass. Her epithet was Candy.

"What a smutty trollop,"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 mouth fastened to Candy 's shaved bitch and I wrapped my arms around Candy 's waist, grinding on her hip and kissing her. I felt her dead body relax and could feel the stress leave her organic structure as she pissed in Avialle 's mouth. Then her hip joint started to run as Avialle began eating her cunt.

Candy shouted her orgasm and shuddered in my arm 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 clits kissing together as I fucked her to the heartbeat of the dubstep. I brought my sweet Candy to three shuddering orgasms. The thirdly one was so intense she passed out.

Smiling in satisfaction at the pleasance 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, butch fair sex raise on top of Candy and picked up where I left on, rubbing on the unconscious girl.

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

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

I kissed her soundly and then crawled into the backseat. It was so warmly and tea cosy and suddenly I was so sleepy. As the car started driving, I was rocked to sleep by Tacoma 's pothole. The next 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 way was a mess. Boxes of pizza were piled on the end table. Violet and Desiree were sleeping on the lounge, spooning and au naturel. Cum stained both of the girls trunk. On one of the reclining chair, 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 son had been busy, I thought with a gamy smile.

My stomach rumbled and I found a gash of gist lover pizza pie, frigidity, in one of the boxes and wolf it down. Chasity joined me and found a composition of supreme. I grabbed a piece of Hawaiian I found and followed the shouts to the dining room. home run, Lillian, and his D & D group sat around the dining way table. A mat covered in squares was spread out on the table that they had drawn on with overhead pens and bod lay scattered about.

I walked in and draped myself across Mark 's lap and felt his prick 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 guild again. ”