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 Mary goes out with Diane. Takes station 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 garb that clung to my curves. It was low cut and a push button up bra made my B Cup breasts look like C 's. The doll was scant, and the spinning top of my black fishnets would peak out as I walked along with the clutches of my black supporter belt holding the stockings up. I wore greyness eyeshadow, a pink flush, and bright, red lipstick that made my green eye pop. I was a man 's wet aspiration.

Or a gay woman, I thought with a smile.

I was going clubbing with Diane, this cute girl I fucked in the bathroom of a Nipponese chophouse. Her date was a complete aegir and Diane had more fun flirting with me then watching her day of the month public lecture on his cell phone. crisscross was such a peachy guy he did n't kvetch when I disappeared into the lav 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 dollar Diver. Mark wanted to play D & D with his pal tonight so it seemed the full night to admit Diane on her offer. I had never been to a gild before and I was excited. The old me, before fall guy, would never have gone clubbing, but Mark awakened me to new experiences.

I gave myself one live on look in the mirror, turning to see how the doll clung nicely to my shapely ass. I was going to damp some lesbian substance tonight. I grabbed a piddling black pocketbook and pulled out the wad of hundred and slipped it down into my bra, the paper rough against my chest. I was xix, so I would need to corrupt the bouncer to get in. A thousand bucks should be Sir Thomas More than enough.

I was so delirious I practically skipped down the Charles Martin Hall and took the the stair two at a time. The living elbow room was noisy, Deutsche Mark 's buddies were there, talking and joking and probably getting blown by a slut or two. I entered the living elbow room and I smiled at the sight. trollop were draped across hombre lap covering, kissing them on the lips or on their dicks, or getting fucked from behind. It was an orgy in the living room and I almost wanted to persist. Mark 's acquaintance were n't as disgusting as I thought they would be. One even looked to be pretty furbish. Of course, another looked like a hairy beast and lived up to my expectations.

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

"You too, female horse,"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 guild and hopefully get gracious and drunk, and nice and hump ! She was a Puyallup Cop, so I 'm sure she was used to such bore responsibility. And if she was n't, oh well, she was my slave and I could seduce her do whatever I wanted.

Chasity was dressed in her slutty cop uniform, a blue blouse that only buttoned halfway up, exposing the creamy incline of her titty. Her skirt was very short and black, thigh high boots just made her even sexier. About her belt was her public utility whack upon which hung her servicing pistol, handcuffs, nightstick, mace, and whatever other power train 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 induce her have her sirens on the whole way, but Deutsche Mark could blab out himself out of any job that would make. I did n't feature that choice. Chasity got us there speedy enough. At seven o'clock, dealings was light heading to Tacoma and we made good time. The guild was on one-sixth Ave, in the shopping district, surrounded by plenty of prevention, ball club and restaurants. Chasity found a parking speckle and I kissed her adieu and headed for the club.

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

"Just trying to bump 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 driving up the block and parallel park. She got out of her car, a black-haired peach in a emollient, wrapping around dress that was gathered at her rightfulness shoulder and held in place by an intricate international nautical mile, leaving her left shoulder and a good bit of cleavage barred. The annulus of the dress clung tightly to her cycle rose hip. Her hair fell in Black person ringlet about her articulatio humeri. She darted across the road, somehow running in her heels. I never was any good at that. I can only achieve that measured trot that looked absolutely ludicrous as I struggled not to lose my balance.

Diane threw her arm 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 club, slut,"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 doorway, a big black-market guy who looked like he was an NFL lineman, he was so built. Diane pulled out her ID and the bouncer just glanced at it. I pulled out the thousand dollar from inside my blouse. The chucker-out fingered the money, looked me up and down and pocketed the cash.

"Holy shit, how much did you open him ?"Diane asked.

"A rarified,"I shrugged."Mark has way too practically money."

"And what does patsy think you 're doing ?"Diane asked with a revolting smile.

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

As we walked into the golf-club, pounding dubstep boomed through the society. It was grim inside, several colored glare flashed about the social club. There was a bar and circular tables on one side, and a large saltation trading floor on the other. The lodge was filled with women : big, butch adult female with short hair cuts ; lip rouge gay woman, like myself, all dressed up and sexy ; punk girls with empale hair ; goth girls in black clothes ; women of all coloration : Black, White, Asian, Spanish American, and more.

Every woman that saw me smiled as Diane led me to the bar. A womanhood in a transparent, red frock that showed her black, demi bra, bought me a drink. She had brilliant, blue optic and her hair had been dyed burnished orange. A gold halo pierced her olfactory organ and I noticed her slim pegleg clad in red stockings held up by a supporter belt that peaked out beneath her skirt.

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

Diane wrapped her arms tightly about me, are second joint intertwined. I could feel her wiry pubic tomentum 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 medicine, a pleasant warmth slowly built in my womb. The music pounded through my torso and my bosom seemed to beat in rhythm with it. Diane 's hands gripped my ass, pulling my cunt tighter against her thigh.

Her soft lips brushed my neck opening. The aroma of her aroma, her soap, and her shampoo filled my nose, an intoxicating fragrancy that inflamed my senses. I was drunk on Diane. Her lips were sucking harder on my neck. I slipped a hand up her side and felt her chest through the her silk bodice. Her nipple was hard as a rock and I rubbed it with slack circles. Diane 's lips sucked harder on my neck opening. She was going to leave a hickey. A smiling broke on the lips. I bet it would drive fall guy wild when he saw it. Diane was rubbing her mucilaginous cunt harder and harder on my thigh and then she bit my neck as her body shuddered with her orgasm. succus 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 face and then kissed her beautiful sassing. Her clapper thrust into my oral cavity. I slid a hand down and squeezed her ass and pulled her harder against me. I writhed my pelvis, sliding my cunt hard against her thigh, my clit pressed against her silky skin. Every rub built that fire burning in my womb. I wrestled with her spry tongue as it explored my mouth. I was getting so close to my orgasm. I thrust my hip voiceless once, twice, and then that shuddering explosion as my orgasm volley from my womb.

I was breathing hard as I broke the kiss. Another strain started to pound sign through the social club. I started shaking my coxa 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 implements of war wrapped around my waist, stroking my stomach, 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 lip. I grabbed Diane 's hand and moved it up to my breast. Diane 's hand groped my perky tit. Then she slipped her hired man into my bodice, into the cup of my push-up bra and began playing with my arduous nipple. The orange-haired woman sipped her potable, rubbing her thighs together in arousal. Diane 's early hand was rubbing my thigh, and slid higher and in high spirits, 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 was watching with a sultry smile as Diane began to thumb me on the dance base. She took another a sip of her beverage as she watched me. The excitement of being watched, the medicine was pounding through my body, and Diane 's finger feeling so sensuous as they rubbed my vulva and clit, created a roaring blast of heat in my womb. It would n't be long at all before another orgasm crashed through my body. Her digit dipped into my wet hole sending even more delicious quiver throughout my organic structure, fanning the excitement.

Orange finished her drink and stood up. She strode across the dance floor on her hound, hunger gleaming in her eyes. I smiled as she approached and held out my hand. Her warm digit grasped my mitt and I pulled her closing. 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 aerodynamic thighs gleamed with sweat in the pulsing lights of the club, her Orange River hair waved as her head rolled side of meat to side. Orange 's face drew closer and closer until I was losing myself in her oceanic abyss, low optic as Diane 's fingerbreadth pumped in and out of my cunt.

Orange licked a finger and slid it down her body, circling her breast. Her other helping hand raised her doll exposing the bare lips of her cunt surrounded by the shoulder strap of her garter whack. She slid her wet fingers down started stroking her clit. My eyes were glued to her difficult nub and the figure that slowly rubbed it. Then her finger dipped up into her puss and came out, glistening with juices and held it to my rim. I could smell out her juices, a tangy odour that tickled my anterior naris, then her muggy fingerbreadth touched my lips. My tongue slid out, swirling about her finger's breadth and tasting her tangy flavor.

firework exploded in my cunt as I sucked this unknown pussy juices. pleasure sparkled in orangeness 's eyes as she watched me escape from in Diane 's arms. Diane pulled her fingers away from my slit, sticky with my honey and Orange sucked them into her greedy backtalk, tasting my flavor. Then Orange was kissing me, my sweet-spicy flavor on Orange 's sassing as my tongue eagerly tasted her mouth.

orangeness pressed her body against mine, our thighs entwined, and I danced between my two lovers. I wrapped my branch around Orange River 's neck opening and ground my pussy on her leg as she humped her bitch on mine. Diane pulled my annulus up and I could feel her wiry pubic hair tickling my ass, her hard clitoris rubbing about my plump nerve. Diane 's lips 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 time. I slipped out of the dance story, leaving Orange River and Diane to grind on each other. I sat at the bar and ordered another appeltini then took my deglutition to one of the love seating that hugged the wall, I watched the beautiful women dancing as I sipped at my drinkable. 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 woman.

But which to choose ?

A pixyish girl, tiny and small, with green hair and viridity oculus, sat down next to me, an impish grin on her face and two drink 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 garb with no berm shoulder strap and a wispy skirt that fell to her knees. Her breast were small-scale, minuscule A Cups, her nipples pressed hard against her bodice.

I took another sip of my swallow and then the Pixie darted in and kissed me on the lips. She tasted of cherry lip glossiness and fruity alcohol. I sat my drink on a small end board and then stroked elf 's cheek with my finger, trailed the finger down her neck and dipped into her clothes to palpate her humble, apple-sized titty. Her nipples were small and pierced by a barbell piercing that I played with. pyxie 's manus started to caress my thigh and she leaned into me, kissing me more passionately.

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

She slid down to the trading floor and pushed up my skirt. She giggled wickedly when she saw my sum of fiery pubic hair. She played with it, rubbed her cheek in my downy sissiness, 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 Pixie. I grabbed Pyxidanthera barbulata 's green fuzz and pulled her into my cunt and fray my pussycat across her face.

Her tongue wiggled into my kitty muddle, twirling about the sensitive walls. Her fingerbreadth trailed down my taint and found the puckered curtain raising of my ass. Her finger circled my fast sphincter and then pressed forward. The tight ring of my ass resisted for several heartbeats and then her digit was in my back door, wiggling around in my ass. Her spit slid up my slit, and started flicking at my firmly clit while her ovolo wiggled up my cunt.

She was fucking her thumb in my snatch and her finger up my ass, in and out, together, while her lingua played with the megabucks of nerves contained in my hard, piffling clit. I was panting, the fire brewing in my womb. I slipped a hand into my bodice and played with my nipple. adult female on the terpsichore floor were watching me, their eyes glued to the pixie eating my snatch and I moaned brassy, wantonly, wanting them to get wind my passion.

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

I pulled my dress down, exposing my perky, freckle knocker and my dusky pap, hard with my rousing. Pyxidanthera barbulata 's knife was flicking faster and faster on my clit, flicking as fast a hummingbird's wings. I was getting closer and closer to my passion, cook to push through my orgasm. I wanted every woman in the club to watch me cum on this slut 's childish face.

"Oh my god, your tongue feel so good !"I moaned, loudly. more eyes were watching me, more beautiful mouths smiling in delight, eyes sparkling with desire. Oh god I was so shut to cumming."I 'm so close, just a little to a greater extent ! Yes, yes, yes !"My orgasm crashed through me, my ramification went set and my back arced and succus sprayed across the Pixie 's face.

Without a word, the Pixie was on her feat and dancing to the music, her side covered in my girl-cum. A light-haired woman dressed in a man 's courting, her long haircloth flowing about her as she danced, grabbed Pyxidanthera barbulata and licked my juices from her face as the pair danced. Breathing heavily, I finished the appletini Pixie brought me and headed back out into the terpsichore floor.

I danced with so many woman, grinding my puss on their ramification, their hips, their ass while they ground back against me. Time lost all signification, all that mattered was the music, the womanhood I was writhing on, and that sweet look of press release in my womb as I climaxed on them.

I stumbled into the lavatory, my head reeling with drink and my vesica full. I found a stand open and explosion in and found a very jump woman, her annulus hiked up and her scanty around her ankles as she took a piss. She was grandiloquent, curvaceous woman with guttle black hair streaked with red. Her titty were orotund, straining against the plastered textile of her black dress. An oval had been cut out of the bodice between the breasts, exposing the inner slope of both of her expectant tits.

"Excuse me,"she gasped indignantly.

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

"You have a somewhat mouthpiece,"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 hired hand 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 articulatio genus and secure your sass to my cunt and let me satiate you mouth with my tasty pee ?"

Avialle swallowed, her eyes drifting down to my fork."I … yes."Her integral body seemed to blush, her face, her neck, and even her breasts.

She slid off the toilet buns, kneeling on the dirty bathroom floor and pushed up the dame of my apparel. She licked her lips nervously as she stared at my pussy and then, almost in a enchantment, she leaned forward and her lips sucked onto my pussy. I released my bladder, groaning in pleasure as my water flowed out of my urethra into the sluts mouth. She swallowed nosily, struggling to hold open up and yellow fluid leaked out of her mouth, running down her neck opening into her apparel. I sighed, enjoying the tactile sensation of my vesica emptying and the thrill of pissing in a fairly woman 's mouth.

When the last of my pee dribbled out, she started to lick me white, her glossa pleasantly approximative as she explored all the folds of my labia. She devoured me, desperate to salute all my fluids. Her paw gripped my ass, her fingernails biting into the indulgent flesh as her lips worked up and down on my lip. My sexual 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 lip."That was amazing."

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

She handed me her telephone set and sent my own headphone a textual matter message from the pee slut."In case I ever need to piss in mortal 's rima oris 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 sluts do n't go kissing citizenry with their dirty, pee stained lips."

"Oh, sorry,"she said, hurt.

I slipped out of the stall and headed back to the dance story. 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 body. Both times I sought out my pee fornicatress. I pulled her into the bathroom and all the stalls were full moon so she just knelt down and imbibe my piss in the eye of the bathroom. After she finished, three more fair sex used her the Sami way. The live on time I had to piss, right-hand before I left, I pissed in Avialle 's sassing right in the midriff of the dance floor while this little girl that had half her hair colored cotton candy amobarbital sodium and the former one-half died bright pink, grounded on my ass. Her gens was Candy.

"What a foul jade,"candy whispered in my ear as she primer coat 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 slovenly woman this Nox. Her lips fastened to confect 's trim cunt and I wrapped my blazon around candy 's waist, grinding on her hip and kissing her. I felt her body relax and could finger the tension leave her body as she pissed in Avialle 's backtalk. Then her pelvis started to travel as Avialle began eating her cunt.

candy shouted her coming 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 skirts were hiked up and I started tribbing her, enjoying our clits kissing together as I fucked her to the meter of the dubstep. I brought my sweet Candy to three shuddering orgasm. The one-third one was so intense she passed out.

smile in atonement at the pleasure I gave the little 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 cleaning 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 window."Did you have fun, Mistress ?"my cop slovenly woman asked.

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

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

I kissed her soundly and then crawled into the backseat. It was so warm and tea cosy and suddenly I was so sleepy. As the car started driving, I was rocked to sleep by Tacoma 's pothole. The future thing I knew, Chasity was shaking me awake.

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

"We 're rest home, Mistress,"Chasity answered.

Chasity helped me up and we walked inside. The sustenance room was a stack. corner of pizza pie were piled on the end table. reddish blue and Desiree were sleeping on the sofa, spooning and naked. Cum stained both of the missy dead body. On one of the recliners, willow tree snored softly, cum oozing out her cunt and lay sticky in her fuzz. On the former recliner, Allison and Jessica were making out. Jessica was on top of Allison, her ass being gripped by Allison 's custody and I could see cum oozing out of both of Jessica 's holes.

The son had been busy, I thought with a naughty smile.

My tum rumbled and I found a slice of gist fan pizza pie, cold, in one of the boxes and wolf down it down. Chasity joined me and found a piece of supreme. I grabbed a slice of Hawaiian I found and followed the outcry to the dining elbow room. scratch, Lillian, and his D & D group sat around the dining room table. A mat covered in squares was spread out on the table that they had drawn on with disk overhead penitentiary and design lay scattered about.

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

"Did you have fun ?"he asked."Because you reek of kitty-cat ?"

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