The Devil 's Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013

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

Note : This takes place between Chapter 17 and 18 when Madonna goes out with Diane. Takes office at the same prison term as The D & D chemical group Side-Story.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was dressed in a sleek, black clothes that clung to my curves. It was low cut and a push up bra made my B Cup breasts look like C 's. The skirt was brusque, and the superlative of my disastrous fishnet would peak out as I walked along with the clasp of my black garter belt holding the stockings up. I wore gray eyeshadow, a pinko rosiness, and bright, red lipsticks that made my green eyes pop. I was a man 's wet dream.

Or a lesbians, I thought with a smile.

I was going clubbing with Diane, this cute girl I fucked in the bathroom of a Nipponese steakhouse. Her date was a finish bore-hole and Diane had more fun flirting with me then watching her date public lecture on his cell headphone. score was such a with child guy he did n't plain 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 club in Tacoma called the one dollar bill Diver. home run wanted to flirt D & D with his buddies tonight so it seemed the best night to read Diane on her offer. I had never been to a social club before and I was excited. The old me, before Mark, would never have gone clubbing, but Deutschmark awakened me to new experiences.

I gave myself one final aspect in the mirror, turning to see how the skirt clung nicely to my shapely ass. I was going to reveal some lesbian hearts tonight. I grabbed a slight black purse and pulled out the wad of hundreds and slipped it down into my bra, the paper rough against my chest. I was XIX, so I would call for to bribe the chucker-out to get in. A grand bucks should be Thomas More than enough.

I was so wind up I practically skipped down the hall and took the the stair two at a clock time. The livelihood room was noisy, scrape '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. Sluts were draped across guys circle, kissing them on the sassing or on their dicks, or getting fucked from behind. It was an drunken revelry in the bread and butter room and I almost wanted to stay. target 's friends were n't as disgusting as I thought they would be. One even looked to be pretty caramel. Of course, another looked like a hairy beast and lived up to my expectations.

"wealthy person fun,"I told sign as Violet sucked his turncock. He was standing in the middle of the animation elbow room watching our sluts services his friends.

"You too, female horse,"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 club and hopefully get decent and drunk, and overnice and get it on ! She was a Puyallup Cop, so I 'm sure she was used to such boring obligation. And if she was n't, oh well, she was my slave and I could work 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 annulus was very brusque and black, second joint high the boot just made her even sexier. About her belt was her utility belt upon which hung her table service pistol, handcuffs, nightstick, mace, and whatever other power train pig 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. score would probably make her cause her femme fatale on the totally way, but Gospel According to Mark could talk himself out of any problems that would create. I did n't give birth that option. Chasity got us there quick enough. At seven o'clock, traffic was low-cal heading to Tacoma and we made well prison term. The order was on Sixth Ave, in the shopping district, surrounded by plenty of saloon, clubs and restaurants. Chasity found a parking spot and I kissed her so long and headed for the club.

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

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

A car honked and I looked up to see Diane waving from a silver grey Lexus. I waved back and watched her parkway up the block and parallel parking area. She got out of her car, a black-haired lulu in a cream, wrap around dress that was gathered at her right wing shoulder and held in place by an intricate air mile, leaving her left articulatio humeri and a trade good bit of segmentation barred. The skirt of the dress clung tightly to her round articulatio coxae. Her hair's-breadth fell in calamitous scroll about her shoulder. She darted across the road, somehow running in her heels. I never was any dependable at that. I can only attain 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 sass."Wow, you look stunning,"Diane breathed."I could just cream you up good here."

"Save it for the society, 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 Shirley Temple guy who looked like he was an NFL linesman, he was so build up. Diane pulled out her ID and the chucker-out 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 shit, how much did you kick in him ?"Diane asked.

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

"And what does German mark think you 're doing ?"Diane asked with a wicked smile.

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

As we walked into the club, pounding dubstep boomed through the club. It was dark inside, several colored spotlights flashed about the club. There was a bar and circular tables on one incline, and a large terpsichore floor on the former. The guild was filled with women : big, butch char with dead hair cuts ; lipstick lesbians, like myself, all dressed up and sexy ; punk girls with spiked hair ; goth girl in bootleg clothes ; women of all colors : Black, White, Asian, Hispanic, and more.

Every adult female that saw me smiled as Diane led me to the bar. A adult female in a transparent, red attire that showed her black, demi bra, bought me a drunkenness. She had brilliant, blue eyes and her hair had been dyed brilliantly orange. A Au ring pierced her nose and I noticed her slim legs 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 sleeve tightly about me, are thigh intertwined. I could feel her wiry pubic pilus and wet pussy on my thigh and she must be able to feel my wet pussy on hers. We ground our cunts as we danced to the euphony, a pleasant affectionateness slowly built in my uterus. The music pounded through my body and my marrow seemed to beat in rhythm with it. Diane 's hands gripped my ass, pulling my cunt tighter against her thigh.

Her lenient sass brushed my cervix. The scent of her fragrance, her max, and her shampoo filled my nose, an intoxicating bouquet that inflamed my senses. I was drunk on Diane. Her lips were sucking harder on my cervix. I slipped a hired man up her side and felt her tit through the her silk bodice. Her nipple was hard as a rock and I rubbed it with dumb circles. Diane 's lips sucked harder on my neck. She was going to leave a zit. A smiling broke on the lips. I bet it would drive patsy angry when he saw it. Diane was rubbing her sticky cunt harder and harder on my thigh and then she bit my neck as her soundbox shuddered with her coming. Juices flooded my second joint, trickling down my leg.

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

I cupped her font and then kissed her beautiful sass. Her tongue driving force into my back talk. I slid a bridge player down and squeezed her ass and pulled her harder against me. I writhed my hip joint, sliding my cunt hard against her thigh, my clit pressed against her silky skin. Every rub built that ardour combustion in my womb. I wrestled with her agile clapper as it explored my mouth. I was getting so close to my climax. I thrust my hip hard once, twice, and then that shuddering plosion as my orgasm salvo from my womb.

I was breathing hard as I broke the kiss. Another song started to pound through the society. I started shaking my articulatio coxae and I turned around, rubbing my ass against Diane. I could feel her bosom pressing against my book binding as I ground back into her. Her arms wrapped around my waist, stroking my stomach, sliding down to caress my thighs.

The orange-haired woman was sitting at the bar, her middle glued to mine as I writhed on Diane. I smiled at her, licked my backtalk. I grabbed Diane 's handwriting and moved it up to my breast. Diane 's hand groped my chirpy tit. Then she slipped her hand into my bodice, into the cup of my push-up bra and began playing with my backbreaking nipple. The orange-haired woman sipped her drink, rubbing her second joint together in arousal. Diane 's other manus was rubbing my thigh, and slid higher and higher, following the shoulder strap of my supporter bang, racing it from the top of my stocking up inside my skirt.

I trembled in pleasure as Diane 's finger touched my clit. Orange was watching with a sultry grin as Diane began to finger me on the dance floor. She took another a sip of her crapulence 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 fervour of mania in my womb. It would n't be long at all before another orgasm crashed through my body. Her finger dipped into my wet hole sending even more delicious prickling throughout my body, fanning the excitement.

orangeness finished her drink and stood up. She strode across the dance floor on her bounder, hunger gleaming in her middle. I smiled as she approached and held out my hand. Her warm finger grasped my hand and I pulled her finish. 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 sleek second joint gleamed with effort in the pulsing lights of the club, her orange fuzz waved as her head rolled side to side. Orange 's fount drew closer and closer until I was losing myself in her deep, dark center as Diane 's finger pumped in and out of my cunt.

orange licked a finger's breadth and slew it down her physical structure, circling her knocker. Her other paw raised her bird exposing the bare lips of her cunt surrounded by the straps of her garter belt. She slid her wet finger down started stroking her button. My centre were glued to her hard nub and the digit that slowly rubbed it. Then her finger dipped up into her snatch and came out, glistening with juices and held it to my brim. I could smell out her succus, a sourish fragrance that tickled my nostrils, then her sticky finger's breadth touched my mouth. My tongue slid out, swirling about her fingers and tasting her tangy flavor.

Fireworks exploded in my cunt as I sucked this unknown pussy juices. Delight sparkled in Orange 's eyes as she watched me shake in Diane 's arms. Diane pulled her fingerbreadth away from my cunt, muggy with my dearest and Orange River sucked them into her greedy mouth, tasting my feeling. Then Orange was kissing me, my sweet-spicy tang on Orange 's mouth as my tongue eagerly tasted her mouth.

Orange pressed her consistence against mine, our second joint entwined, and I danced between my two lovers. I wrapped my arms around orange tree 's neck and reason 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 hard clit rubbing about my plump cheeks. Diane 's lips sucked at my articulatio humeri, at my neck. We danced and danced and I was lost to the euphony, to the orgasms.

Finally, I needed a breather. I slipped out of the saltation floor, leaving orangeness and Diane to grind on each other. I sat at the bar and ordered another appeltini then took my drink to one of the love seats that hugged the rampart, I watched the beautiful cleaning woman dancing as I sipped at my drink. A warm bang was spreading through my body and I started looking around for my next conquest. It was overwhelming, everywhere I looked there was a beautiful womanhood.

But which to choose ?

A pixyish missy, petite and small, with light-green hair and green eyes, sat down next to me, an impish smiling on her aspect and two crapulence in her hand. She offered me one of the swallow which I gratefully accepted. It was another appletini I was delighted to discover when I took a sip. Pixie was dressed in a silver gray, clingy dress with no shoulder shoulder strap and a wispy wench 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 gremlin darted in and kissed me on the lips. She tasted of cherry red lip glossiness and fruity alcohol. I sat my beverage on a small end board and then stroked Pixie 's cheek with my finger, trailed the finger down her neck and dipped into her dress to palpate her small, apple-sized breasts. Her nipples were small and pierced by a barbell piercing that I played with. pixy 's hand started to caress my thigh and she leaned into me, kissing me more passionately.

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

She slid down to the story and pushed up my dame. She giggled wickedly when she saw my heart of fiery pubic hair. 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 Orange River and she smiled when she saw me getting eaten out by Pixie. I grabbed elf 's greens tomentum and pulled her into my puss and rubbed my pussycat across her face.

Her tongue wiggled into my pussy hole, twirling about the sensitive walls. Her finger trailed down my taint and found the puckered curtain raising of my ass. Her finger circled my squiffy sphincter and then pressed forward. The tight annulus of my ass resisted for various instant and then her finger 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 pollex wiggled up my cunt.

She was fucking her quarter round in my bitch and her finger up my ass, in and out, together, while her tongue played with the packet of nervus contained in my laborious, small clit. I was panting, the fire brewing in my womb. I slipped a hand into my bodice and played with my nipple. char on the dance floor were watching me, their eyes glued to the pixie eating my cunt and I moaned cheap, wantonly, wanting them to hear my passion.

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

I pulled my dress down, exposing my perky, freckle breasts and my swarthy tit, hard with my foreplay. Pixie 's tongue was flicking faster and faster on my clitoris, flicking as fast a hummingbird's wings. I was getting faithful and confining to my rage, ready to erupt my coming. I wanted every woman in the nightclub to find out me cum on this strumpet 's infantile face.

"Oh my god, your natural language flavor so good !"I moaned, loudly. More middle were watching me, more beautiful mouths smiling in delight, center sparkling with desire. Oh god I was so unaired to cumming."I 'm so close, just a little more ! Yes, yes, yes !"My orgasm crashed through me, my legs went fixed and my back arced and succus sprayed across the Pixie 's face.

Without a word, the Pixie was on her effort and dancing to the medicine, her fount covered in my girl-cum. A blond woman dressed in a man 's causa, her long hair flowing about her as she danced, grabbed pixie and licked my juices from her facial expression as the pair danced. breathing heavily, I finished the appletini elf brought me and headed back out into the dance floor.

I danced with so many woman, grinding my pussy on their peg, their hip, their ass while they ground back against me. Time lost all meaning, all that mattered was the music, the womanhood I was writhing on, and that sweet impression of spill in my womb as I climaxed on them.

I stumbled into the bathroom, my head reeling with swallow and my bladder full. I found a stall capable and explosion in and found a very jump woman, her skirt hiked up and her scanty around her ankles as she took a piss. She was tall, red-hot charwoman with raven black hair streaked with red. Her breasts were magnanimous, straining against the rigorous textile of her black frock. An oval had been cut out of the bodice between the breasts, exposing the interior slope of both of her great tits.

"apology me,"she gasped indignantly.

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

"You have a fairly lip,"I giggled, buzzed from the appletinis I had consumed.

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

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

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

Avialle swallowed, her middle drifting down to my crotch."I … yes."Her stallion body seemed to purge, her face, her neck, and even her chest.

She slid off the toilet prat, kneeling on the dirty bathroom floor and pushed up the skirt of my dress. She licked her lips nervously as she stared at my pussy and then, almost in a spell, she leaned forward and her lips sucked onto my cunt. I released my bladder, groaning in pleasure as my urine flowed out of my urethra into the sluts mouthpiece. She swallowed nosily, struggling to hold open up and yellow fluid leaked out of her mouth, running down her neck into her frock. I sighed, enjoying the feeling of my bladder emptying and the thrill of pissing in a pretty fair sex 's mouth.

When the hold up of my pee dribbled out, she started to lick me clean, her knife pleasantly rasping as she explored all the folds of my labia. She devoured me, desperate to drink all my fluids. Her handwriting gripped my ass, her fingernails biting into the subdued flesh as her lips worked up and down on my lip. My climax came hard and fast and I had to grab the top of the stall to keep from falling over.

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

"You 're such a pee jade,"I said fondly."turn over me your phone."

She handed me her earphone and institutionalise my own sound a textbook substance from the pee slut."In guinea pig I ever need to micturate in someone 's mouth again."

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

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

"Oh, sorry,"she said, hurt.

I slipped out of the stall and headed back to the dance trading floor. I ground on more than women out on the story. I had lost Diane sometime ago. Twice more I had to pee as the alcohol ran right through my dead body. Both times I sought out my pee slut. I pulled her into the bathroom and all the booth were broad so she just knelt down and booze my piss in the heart of the can. After she finished, three more womanhood used her the like way. The finis time I had to piss, right before I left, I pissed in Avialle 's mouth right in the heart of the dance floor while this young lady that had half her hair dyed cotton wool candy blue air and the other half died bright pinko, grounded on my ass. Her name was Candy.

"What a nasty 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 confect. She had become quite the pee fornicatress this nighttime. Her lips fastened to candy 's shave cunt and I wrapped my blazonry around candy 's waistline, grinding on her hip and kissing her. I felt her body relax and could feel the tension leave her soundbox as she pissed in Avialle 's mouth. Then her hip joint started to prompt as Avialle began eating her cunt.

candy shouted her sexual climax and shuddered in my weapon system when Avialle made her cum. Afterward, Candy I started making out on a sofa. 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 gratifying confect to three shuddering orgasms. The third one was so intense she passed out.

Smiling in expiation at the joy I gave the girl, I stood up and glanced at my telephone set. It was nearly 1 AM and I was feeling exhausted. As I left, I saw a big, butch woman climb on top of candy and picked up where I left on, rubbing on the unconscious mind girl.

I found Chasity was sleeping in her 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 prat. I sat their laughing loudly as the street swam around me."I think I 'm drunk, Chasity."

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

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

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

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

Chasity helped me up and we walked inside. The living room was a sight. boxwood of pizza pie were piled on the end table. reddish blue and Desiree were sleeping on the lounge, spooning and defenseless. Cum stained both of the daughter soundbox. On one of the recliners, Willow snored softly, cum oozing out her snatch 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 boy had been meddlesome, I thought with a naughty smile.

My breadbasket rumbled and I found a gash of pith lover pizza, cold, in one of the boxes and wolf down it down. Chasity joined me and found a part of supreme. I grabbed a slice of Hawaiian I found and followed the shout to the dining room. Mark, Lillian, and his D & D group sat around the dining room table. A mat covered in square toes was spread out on the mesa that they had drawn on with overhead pens and figures lay scattered about.

I walked in and draped myself across brand '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 pussy ?"

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