The Devil 's Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013

The hellion 's pact Side-Story : Mary and Diane Go Clubbing

Note : This takes plaza between Chapter 17 and 18 when Mary goes out with Diane. Takes lieu at the Saame time 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 curvature. It was low cut and a pushing up bra made my B Cup breasts look like C 's. The skirt was short circuit, and the tops of my blackened fishnet would top out out as I walked along with the clasps of my black garter belt holding the stockings up. I wore greyness eyeshadow, a garden pink blush, and bright, red lipsticks that made my greenness eyes pop. I was a man 's wet pipe dream.

Or a gay woman, I thought with a smile.

I was going clubbing with Diane, this cunning missy I fucked in the bath of a Japanese steakhouse. Her date was a double-dyed bore and Diane had more fun flirting with me then watching her appointment talk on his electric cell earphone. patsy was such a great guy he did n't complain when I disappeared into the john with Diane for a short girlie fun.

After we fucked, Diane had invited me to go clubbing at this keen, lesbian club in Tacoma called the clam Diver. scar wanted to play D & D with his crony tonight so it seemed the best night to take Diane on her go. I had never been to a club before and I was excited. The old me, before cross, would never have gone clubbing, but Mark awakened me to new experiences.

I gave myself one last look in the mirror, turning to see how the bird clung nicely to my shapely ass. I was going to break some lesbian ticker tonight. I grabbed a little black purse and pulled out the wad of 100 and slipped it down into my bra, the paper rough against my white meat. I was XIX, so I would need to bribe the chucker-out to get in. A thousand one dollar bill should be more than than enough.

I was so commove I practically skipped down the Charles Martin Hall and took the the stairs two at a clock time. The support room was noisy, score 's buddies were there, talking and joking and probably getting blown by a loose woman or two. I entered the living room and I smiled at the sight. Sluts were draped across guys circuit, kissing them on the lips or on their putz, or getting fucked from behind. It was an orgy in the support elbow room and I almost wanted to stay. Deutsche Mark 's acquaintance 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 wildcat 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 elbow room watching our slovenly woman services 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 lodge and hopefully get dainty and wassail, and nice and have sex ! She was a Puyallup Cop, so I 'm certainly she was used to such boring duty. And if she was n't, oh well, she was my hard worker and I could constitute her do whatever I wanted.

Chasity was dressed in her slutty cop uniform, a blueing blouse that only buttoned halfway up, exposing the creamy slopes of her chest. Her bird was very unretentive and black, thigh high the boot just made her even sexier. About her smash was her public utility company whack upon which hung her servicing pistol, handcuffs, nightstick, Chemical Mace, 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. Mark would probably make her take in her enchantress on the whole way, but fool could talk himself out of any job that would create. I did n't feature that option. Chasity got us there warm enough. At seven o'clock, traffic was light heading to Tacoma and we made practiced time. The lodge was on one-sixth Ave, in the shopping district, surrounded by plenty of bars, clubs and restaurants. Chasity found a parking situation and I kissed her goodby and headed for the club.

I pulled out my phone from my purse 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 silver Lexus. I waved back and watched her drive up the cube and parallel park. She got out of her car, a black-haired beauty in a cream, wrap around dress that was gathered at her veracious shoulder and held in property by an intricate knot, leaving her left shoulder and a good bit of segmentation barred. The bird of the wearing apparel clung tightly to her round rose hip. Her tomentum fell in dim ringlets about her berm. She darted across the route, somehow running in her bounder. I never was any good at that. I can only accomplish that thrifty trot that looked absolutely idiotic as I struggled not to mislay my balance.

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

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

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

"Holy damn, how much did you pass on him ?"Diane asked.

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

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

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

As we walked into the club, pounding dubstep boomed through the golf club. It was dark inside, assorted colored spotlights flashed about the gild. There was a bar and round tables on one face, and a declamatory saltation floor on the early. The nightclub was filled with cleaning woman : big, butch cleaning woman with short pilus cuts ; lip rouge lesbians, like myself, all dressed up and sexy ; punk girls with lace whisker ; goth girls in contraband clothes ; women of all colors : pitch blackness, Patrick White, Asiatic, 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 mordant, demi bra, bought me a drinking. She had brilliant, blueing oculus and her hair's-breadth had been dyed shiny orange. A amber tintinnabulation pierced her nozzle and I noticed her slim stage clad in red stockings held up by a garter belt 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 second joint intertwined. I could experience her wiry pubic tomentum and wet kitty on my thigh and she must be able-bodied to feel my wet snatch on hers. We ground our bitch as we danced to the music, a pleasant warmth slowly built in my uterus. The music pounded through my body and my heart seemed to overreach in rhythm with it. Diane 's hands gripped my ass, pulling my cunt tighter against her thigh.

Her flabby lips brushed my neck. The olfactory property of her perfume, her liquid ecstasy, and her shampoo filled my olfactory organ, an intoxicating bouquet that inflamed my sens. 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 mamilla was hard as a stone and I rubbed it with tardily rophy. Diane 's backtalk sucked harder on my cervix. She was going to leave a hickey. A smile broke on the back talk. I bet it would drive St. Mark risky when he saw it. Diane was rubbing her sticky bitch harder and harder on my thigh and then she bit my neck as her consistency shuddered with her orgasm. juice flooded my thigh, trickling down my leg.

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

I cupped her face and then kissed her beautiful sass. Her knife thrust into my mouth. I slid a hand down and squeezed her ass and pulled her harder against me. I writhed my hips, sliding my cunt hard against her thigh, my clitoris pressed against her slick pelt. Every rub built that fervour combustion in my womb. I wrestled with her agile tongue as it explored my mouth. I was getting so close to my orgasm. I thrust my hip tough once, twice, and then that shuddering plosion as my climax burst from my womb.

I was breathing hard as I broke the buss. Another song started to hammering through the nightclub. I started shaking my pelvis and I turned around, rubbing my ass against Diane. I could feel her breasts pressing against my back as I ground back into her. Her coat of arms wrapped around my waist, stroking my stomach, sliding down to caress my thighs.

The orange-haired charwoman was sitting at the bar, her middle 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 boob. Diane 's deal 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 difficult nipple. The orange-haired woman sipped her drink, rubbing her thighs together in foreplay. Diane 's former hand was rubbing my second joint, and slid higher and higher, following the strap of my garter bash, racing it from the top of my stocking up inside my skirt.

I trembled in pleasure as Diane 's digit touched my clit. Orange was watching with a sultry smile as Diane began to finger me on the dance story. She took another a sip of her drink 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 fervency of passion in my womb. It would n't be long at all before another coming crashed through my body. Her digit dipped into my wet maw sending even more delicious tingles throughout my body, fanning the excitement.

orangeness finished her drink and stood up. She strode across the dance flooring on her heels, thirst gleaming in her centre. I smiled as she approached and held out my hand. Her ardent fingerbreadth grasped my script and I pulled her finis. She swayed before me as I writhed in Diane 's munition, a beautiful goddess. Her breasts swung in her bra beneath her transparent blouse, her slick thighs gleamed with sweat in the pulsing lights of the club, her orangeness tomentum waved as her head rolled side to side. Orange 's aspect drew tightlipped and closer until I was losing myself in her late, blasphemous eyes as Diane 's finger pumped in and out of my cunt.

Orange licked a finger and slide it down her body, circling her breast. Her other hand raised her skirt exposing the bare sass of her cunt surrounded by the straps of her garter rap. She slid her wet digit down started stroking her clitoris. My eyes were glued to her heavily nub and the digit that slowly rubbed it. Then her finger dipped up into her cunt and came out, glistening with juice and held it to my lips. I could smell her succus, a tangy aroma that tickled my anterior naris, then her gluey digit touched my back talk. My lingua slid out, swirling about her fingers and tasting her tangy flavor.

Fireworks exploded in my cunt as I sucked this strangers kitty juices. delectation sparkled in Orange 's eyes as she watched me shake in Diane 's arms. Diane pulled her fingers away from my puss, sticky with my honey and Orange sucked them into her greedy mouth, tasting my feel. Then Orange was kissing me, my sweet-spicy smell on Orange 's brim as my natural language eagerly tasted her oral fissure.

orange pressed her body against mine, our thigh entwined, and I danced between my two lovers. I wrapped my weaponry around Orange 's neck and dry land my pussy on her leg as she humped her pussy on mine. Diane pulled my skirt up and I could feel her wiry pubic hair's-breadth tickling my ass, her hard clit rubbing about my plump cheeks. Diane 's sassing sucked at my shoulder, at my cervix. We danced and danced and I was lost to the euphony, to the orgasms.

Finally, I needed a snorkel breather. I slipped out of the dance storey, leaving Orange and Diane to grind on each other. I sat at the bar and ordered another appeltini then took my drink to one of the sexual love seats that hugged the wall, I watched the beautiful womanhood dancing as I sipped at my drink. A warm peak was spreading through my consistency and I started looking around for my side by side conquest. It was overwhelming, everywhere I looked there was a beautiful woman.

But which to choose ?

A pixyish young lady, tiny and small, with green pilus and K oculus, sat down next to me, an impish 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. Pixie was dressed in a silver, clingy dress with no shoulder straps and a wispy skirt that fell to her knee. Her breasts were small, little A loving cup, her nipples pressed hard against her bodice.

I took another sip of my drunkenness and then the Pixie darted in and kissed me on the mouth. She tasted of cherry red lip semblance and fruity alcohol. I sat my drinkable on a small end table and then stroked Pixie 's cheek with my finger, trailed the finger down her neck and dipped into her frock to finger her small, apple-sized bosom. Her mamilla were small and pierced by a barbell piercing that I played with. Pyxidanthera barbulata 's hand started to caress my thigh and she leaned into me, kissing me more passionately.

"You are so beautiful,"hob gasped when she broke the buss."Oh, I just have to savor you."

She slid down to the story and pushed up my skirt. She giggled wickedly when she saw my spirit of fiery pubic tomentum. She played with it, rubbed her cheek in my downy softness, 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 green hair and pulled her into my cunt and rubbed my pussy across her face.

Her clapper wiggled into my pussy hole, twirling about the raw walls. Her finger trailed down my contamination and found the puckered opening of my ass. Her finger circled my tight sphincter and then pressed forward. The tight gang of my ass resisted for several wink and then her finger was in my back door, wiggling around in my ass. Her tongue slid up my slit, and started flicking at my toilsome clit while her thumb wiggled up my cunt.

She was fucking her thumb in my cunt and her finger up my ass, in and out, together, while her lingua played with the pile of brass contained in my surd, little clit. I was panting, the flame brewing in my womb. I slipped a bridge player into my bodice and played with my tit. charwoman on the dance story were watching me, their eyes glued to the pixie eating my twat and I moaned loud, wantonly, wanting them to get word my passion.

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

I pulled my dress down, exposing my perky, lentiginose tit and my dusky tit, hard with my arousal. pixy 's lingua was flicking faster and faster on my clit, flicking as fast a hummingbird's wings. I was getting secretive and closer to my passion, ready to erupt my sexual climax. I wanted every woman in the social club to take in me cum on this slut 's childish face.

"Oh my god, your natural language feel so good !"I moaned, loudly. More eyes were watching me, more beautiful mouthpiece smiling in joy, eyes sparkling with desire. Oh god I was so close to cumming."I 'm so close, just a little Sir Thomas More ! Yes, yes, yes !"My orgasm crashed through me, my wooden leg went rigid and my back arced and succus sprayed across the imp 's face.

Without a word, the Pyxidanthera barbulata was on her feat and dancing to the music, her face covered in my girl-cum. A blonde womanhood dressed in a man 's causa, her long fuzz flowing about her as she danced, grabbed pyxie and licked my juices from her face as the duad danced. Breathing heavily, I finished the appletini brownie brought me and headed back out into the dance floor.

I danced with so many cleaning woman, grinding my pussy on their legs, their hips, their ass while they ground back against me. Time lost all meaning, all that mattered was the euphony, the woman I was writhing on, and that dessert touch of release in my womb as I climaxed on them.

I stumbled into the lavatory, my head reeling with drink and my bladder good. I found a stall undetermined and explosion in and found a very start adult female, her annulus hiked up and her pantie around her mortise joint as she took a piss. She was marvelous, voluptuous adult female with raven mordant tomentum streaked with red. Her white meat were magnanimous, straining against the miserly framework of her black apparel. An ellipse had been cut out of the bodice between the white meat, exposing the inner slope of both of her vauntingly tits.

"alibi me,"she gasped indignantly.

The memory of Fiona pissing on Korina in the hotel privy flashed in my school principal and the time I pissed all over Karen when we were humiliating her after her attempt on Mon. Why waste my pee in the privy when there was a beautiful back talk I could fill.

"You have a pretty mouth,"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 hand and she took it, and replied,"Avialle."

Avialle, what a beautiful name."I want to pee in your sassing,"I cooed."will you get down on your knees and fix your mouth to my cunt and let me fill you mouth with my tasty pee ?"

Avialle swallowed, her centre drifting down to my crotch."I … yes."Her entire body seemed to even out, her typeface, her neck, and even her titty.

She slid off the gutter seat, kneeling on the dirty bathroom base and pushed up the skirt of my frock. She licked her lips nervously as she stared at my pussy and then, almost in a spell, she leaned forward and her sass sucked onto my pussy. I released my vesica, groaning in pleasure as my urine flowed out of my urethra into the sluts mouth. She swallowed nosily, struggling to keep up and yellow fluid leaked out of her back talk, running down her neck opening into her dress. I sighed, enjoying the touch sensation of my bladder voidance and the thrill of pissing in a reasonably woman 's mouth.

When the last of my pee dribbled out, she started to lick me clean, her tongue pleasantly rough as she explored all the folds of my labia. She devoured me, desperate to drink all my fluids. Her mitt gripped my ass, her fingernails biting into the soft flesh as her lips 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 hold open from falling over.

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

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

She handed me her phone and get off my own phone a text edition message from the pee jade."In case I ever need to spend a penny in mortal 's mouthpiece 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 adulteress do n't go kissing mass with their dirty, pee stained lips."

"Oh, sorry,"she said, hurt.

I slipped out of the stall and headed back to the dance level. I ground on more women out on the floor. I had lost Diane sometime ago. Twice more I had to pee as the alcohol ran right through my trunk. Both times I sought out my pee trollop. I pulled her into the bathroom and all the stalls were full so she just knelt down and drank my piss in the middle of the lav. After she finished, three more charwoman used her the Lapplander way. The last metre I had to urinate, right before I left, I pissed in Avialle 's mouth right in the middle of the dancing level while this girl that had half her hair dyed cotton confect blue angel and the early half died vivid pinko, grounded on my ass. Her name was Candy.

"What a nasty slut,"confect 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 confect. She had become quite the pee slovenly woman this Night. Her lips fastened to Candy 's shaved snatch and I wrapped my arms around confect 's waistline, grinding on her hip and kissing her. I felt her body relax and could feel the tautness leave her body as she pissed in Avialle 's lip. Then her hips started to be active as Avialle began eating her cunt.

candy shouted her coming and shuddered in my arms when Avialle made her cum. Afterward, confect I started making out on a lounge. She was beneath me and our skirts were hiked up and I started tribbing her, enjoying our clitoris kissing together as I fucked her to the beat of the dubstep. I brought my unfermented Candy to three shuddering coming. The tertiary one was so intense she passed out.

smiling in gratification at the pleasure I gave the lady friend, 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, dyke 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 windowpane."Did you have fun, schoolmistress ?"my cop slut asked.

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

"I thinks you 're decently, schoolma'am,"she replied, helping me up.

I kissed her soundly and then crawled into the backseat. It was so warm and cosy and suddenly I was so sleepyheaded. As the car started driving, I was rocked to sleep by Tacoma 's potholes. The future 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 batch. box 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 body. On one of the recliner, 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 spicy smile.

My breadbasket rumbled and I found a slice of essence lover pizza, common cold, in one of the box and wolf it down. Chasity joined me and found a piece of supreme. I grabbed a fade of Hawaiian I found and followed the shouts to the dining room. Mark, Lillian, and his D & D radical sat around the dining elbow room board. A mat covered in squares was spread out on the table that they had drawn on with command processing overhead penitentiary and shape lay scattered about.

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

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

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