The ogre 's Pact
by mypenname3000
right of first publication 2013

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

Note : This takes spot between Chapter 17 and 18 when Mary goes out with Diane. yield situation at the Sami time as The D & D grouping Side-Story.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was dressed in a silken, inkiness apparel that clung to my bend. It was low cut and a push up bra made my B Cup breasts look like C 's. The dame was poor, and the tops of my black fishnets would peak out as I walked along with the grip of my black garter belt holding the stockings up. I wore gray-haired eyeshadow, a pink blush, and bright, red lipsticks that made my green center pop. I was a man 's wet dream.

Or a lesbians, I thought with a smile.

I was going clubbing with Diane, this cute lady friend I fucked in the bathroom of a Japanese steakhouse. Her day of the month was a complete eagre and Diane had more fun flirting with me then watching her date talk on his cellular telephone telephone set. cross was such a corking guy he did n't quetch when I disappeared into the bath with Diane for a little girlie fun.

After we fucked, Diane had invited me to go clubbing at this bully, tribade club in Tacoma called the buck diver. Mark wanted to spiel D & D with his buddies tonight so it seemed the unspoilt Night to involve Diane on her offer. I had never been to a club before and I was excited. The old me, before Deutsche Mark, would never own gone clubbing, but Mark awakened me to new experiences.

I gave myself one close look in the mirror, turning to see how the skirt clung nicely to my shapely ass. I was going to go against some gay woman hearts tonight. I grabbed a short black purse and pulled out the wad of hundreds and slipped it down into my bra, the paper rough against my titty. I was xix, so I would need to corrupt the bouncer to get in. A thousand sawhorse should be Thomas More than enough.

I was so turn on I practically skipped down the student residence and took the the stairs two at a time. The life room was noisy, Mark 's buddies were there, talking and joking and probably getting blown by a trollop or two. I entered the living room and I smiled at the sight. Sluts were draped across guy rope laps, kissing them on the back talk or on their dicks, or getting fucked from behind. It was an debauchery in the living room and I almost wanted to stay. Mark 's friends were n't as disgusting as I thought they would be. One even looked to be pretty caramel brown. Of row, another looked like a hairy animal and lived up to my expectations.

"rich person fun,"I told bell ringer as violet sucked his stopcock. He was standing in the midriff of the life room watching our sluts overhaul his friends.

"You too, Mare,"he replied.

I grabbed Chasity, she was my depute driver. She would get to sit out in her police squad car while I had fun in the club and hopefully get nice and fuddle, and dainty and make out ! She was a Puyallup Cop, so I 'm indisputable she was used to such drill duty. And if she was n't, oh well, she was my striver and I could make believe 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 titty. Her annulus was very dead and black, thigh high boots just made her even sexier. About her smash was her utility belted ammunition upon which hung her service handgun, handcuffs, nightstick, macer, and whatever other gear bull 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 have her sirens on the whole way, but bell ringer could utter himself out of any job that would create. I did n't have that choice. Chasity got us there prompt enough. At seven o'clock, traffic was light heading to Tacoma and we made good time. The club was on one-sixth Ave, in the shopping district, surrounded by plenty of bars, social club and restaurants. Chasity found a parking billet and I kissed her goodbye and headed for the club.

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

"Just trying to find a parking situation,"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 block and parallel park. She got out of her car, a black-haired beauty in a cream, wrap around dress that was gathered at her right shoulder joint and held in place by an intricate knot, leaving her give articulatio humeri and a good bit of cleavage barred. The skirt of the attire clung tightly to her round hip. Her hair fell in black-market ringlets about her shoulder. She darted across the road, somehow running in her heel. I never was any beneficial at that. I can only reach that careful Trot that looked absolutely ridiculous as I struggled not to fall behind my balance.

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

"Save it for the club, loose woman,"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 room access, a big black 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 dollars from inside my blouse. The chucker-out fingered the money, looked me up and down and pocketed the cash.

"sanctum shit, how much did you commit him ?"Diane asked.

"A yard,"I shrugged."Deutsche Mark has way too often money."

"And what does gull call up 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 nightspot. It was night inside, various colored limelight flashed about the club. There was a bar and flier tables on one side, and a large terpsichore floor on the former. The club was filled with char : big, butch cleaning woman with short hair snub ; lipstick lesbians, like myself, all dressed up and sexy ; punk girls with spiked hair ; goth girls in ignominious dress ; women of all colors : blackness, Caucasian, Asian, Hispanic American, and more.

Every womanhood that saw me smiled as Diane led me to the bar. A woman in a transparent, red dress that showed her sinister, demi bra, bought me a boozing. She had brilliant, down in the mouth eyes and her hair had been dyed bright orange. A amber ringing pierced her scent and I noticed her slim legs clad in red stockings held up by a garter belt ammunition 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 limb tightly about me, are thighs intertwined. I could feel her wiry pubic hair and wet pussy on my second joint and she must be capable to find my wet puss on hers. We ground our cunts as we danced to the music, a pleasant heat slowly built in my uterus. The music pounded through my body and my heart seemed to stupefy in rhythm with it. Diane 's bridge player gripped my ass, pulling my snatch tighter against her thigh.

Her delicate lips brushed my neck opening. The scent of her perfume, her soap, and her shampoo filled my olfactory organ, an intoxicating bouquet that inflamed my senses. I was drunk on Diane. Her lip were sucking harder on my neck opening. I slipped a hand up her side and felt her breast through the her silk bodice. Her mamilla was hard as a rock and I rubbed it with slow circles. Diane 's back talk sucked harder on my neck opening. She was going to pass on a zit. A smile broke on the rim. I bet it would labour target wild when he saw it. Diane was rubbing her sticky cunt harder and harder on my thigh and then she bit my neck as her torso shuddered with her climax. succus flooded my second joint, 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 lips. Her tongue thrust into my mouth. I slid a helping hand down and squeezed her ass and pulled her harder against me. I writhed my hips, sliding my bitch hard against her thigh, my clit pressed against her silky tegument. Every rub built that attack burning in my womb. I wrestled with her agile tongue as it explored my rima oris. I was getting so close to my coming. I thrust my hip severe once, twice, and then that shuddering explosion as my orgasm burst from my womb.

I was breathing hard as I broke the osculation. Another call started to lbf. through the club. I started shaking my hips and I turned around, rubbing my ass against Diane. I could finger her breasts pressing against my back as I ground back into her. Her coat of arms wrapped around my shank, stroking my breadbasket, sliding down to fondle my thighs.

The orange-haired fair sex 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 tit. Diane 's bridge player groped my perky tit. Then she slipped her hand into my bodice, into the cup of my push-up bra and began playing with my hard nipple. The orange-haired charwoman sipped her drink, rubbing her thighs together in arousal. Diane 's other hand was rubbing my thigh, and slid mellow and higher, following the strap of my garter belt, racing it from the top of my stocking up inside my skirt.

I trembled in pleasance as Diane 's finger touched my clit. Orange was watching with a sultry smile as Diane began to finger me on the dance flooring. 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 fingerbreadth feeling so sensuous as they rubbed my vulva and clitoris, created a roaring fire of passion in my uterus. It would n't be long at all before another orgasm crashed through my trunk. Her fingerbreadth dipped into my wet hole sending even more delicious tingles throughout my body, fanning the excitement.

Orange finished her drink and stood up. She strode across the dance floor on her heel, hunger lambency in her eye. I smiled as she approached and held out my hand. Her warmly fingers grasped my hand and I pulled her close. She swayed before me as I writhed in Diane 's arms, a beautiful goddess. Her breasts swung in her bra beneath her transparent blouse, her silklike second joint gleamed with sweat in the pulsing light source of the guild, her orange hair waved as her head rolled side to side. orange 's face drew closemouthed and closer until I was losing myself in her deep, blue eye as Diane 's finger's breadth pumped in and out of my cunt.

Orange licked a finger's breadth and slid it down her body, circling her boob. Her early script raised her skirt exposing the publicise lips of her puss surrounded by the straps of her garter belt. She slid her wet fingerbreadth down started stroking her clit. My eyes were glued to her punishing nub and the fingerbreadth that slowly rubbed it. Then her finger dipped up into her slit and came out, glistening with juices and held it to my brim. I could smell her juices, a lemonlike aroma that tickled my nostril, then her pasty finger's breadth touched my lip. My tongue slid out, swirling about her fingers and tasting her tangy flavor.

pyrotechnic exploded in my cunt as I sucked this strangers pussy succus. Delight sparkled in Orange 's eyes as she watched me stir in Diane 's arms. Diane pulled her fingers away from my cunt, viscous with my dear and orangeness sucked them into her greedy mouth, tasting my flavor. Then orangeness was kissing me, my sweet-spicy flavor on orangeness 's sassing as my tongue eagerly tasted her mouth.

Orange pressed her body against mine, our thighs entwined, and I danced between my two buff. I wrapped my munition around Orange 's neck and ground my puss on her leg as she humped her pussy on mine. Diane pulled my skirt up and I could feel her wiry pubic hair tickling my ass, her operose clitoris rubbing about my plump cheeks. Diane 's lip sucked at my shoulder, at my neck. We danced and danced and I was lost to the euphony, to the orgasms.

Finally, I needed a snorkel. I slipped out of the dance floor, leaving orangeness and Diane to grind on each former. I sat at the bar and ordered another appeltini then took my drinking to one of the sexual love buns that hugged the wall, I watched the beautiful women dancing as I sipped at my drink. A quick flush 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 opt ?

A pixyish girl, diminutive and small, with green hair and leafy vegetable eyes, sat down succeeding 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 joint straps and a wispy skirt that fell to her knees. Her breasts were small, short A cupful, her pap pressed hard against her bodice.

I took another sip of my drink and then the pyxie darted in and kissed me on the mouth. She tasted of cherry lip gloss and fruity alcohol. I sat my drink on a small end table and then stroked pyxie 's cheek with my finger, trailed the finger down her neck opening and dipped into her dress to finger her small, apple-sized breast. Her mammilla were minor and pierced by a barbell piercing that I played with. hob 's hand started to caress my second joint and she leaned into me, kissing me more than passionately.

"You are so beautiful,"Pixie gasped when she broke the kiss."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 heart of fiery pubic hair. She played with it, rubbed her cheek in my downy fogginess, before she slid her natural language down and started lapping at my wet snatch. Diane was still dancing, writhing against orange tree and she smiled when she saw me getting eaten out by pyxie. I grabbed Pixie 's cat valium hair and pulled her into my puss and rubbed my pussy across her face.

Her tongue wiggled into my pussy yap, twirling about the raw rampart. Her finger's breadth trailed down my taint and found the knit scuttle 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 fingerbreadth was in my back doorway, wiggling around in my ass. Her tongue slid up my slit, and started flicking at my hard clit while her thumb wiggled up my cunt.

She was fucking her thumb in my cunt and her digit up my ass, in and out, together, while her tongue played with the packet of nerve contained in my concentrated, little clit. I was panting, the attack brewing in my womb. I slipped a hand into my bodice and played with my nipple. Women on the saltation floor were watching me, their eyes glued to the pixie eating my cunt and I moaned loud, wantonly, wanting them to hear my passion.

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

I pulled my dress down, exposing my perky, freckled breasts and my dusky tit, hard with my rousing. Pixie 's tongue was flicking faster and faster on my clit, flicking as fasting a hummingbird's wings. I was getting closer and closer to my passion, set up to erupt my orgasm. I wanted every cleaning woman in the ball club to determine me cum on this trollop 's childish face.

"Oh my god, your lingua spirit so good !"I moaned, loudly. More centre were watching me, more beautiful oral fissure smiling in delight, centre sparkling with desire. Oh god I was so closing to cumming."I 'm so close, just a little more ! Yes, yes, yes !"My coming crashed through me, my legs went strict and my back arced and succus sprayed across the Pixie 's face.

Without a Scripture, the Pyxidanthera barbulata was on her feat and dancing to the music, her face covered in my girl-cum. A blonde char dressed in a man 's suit, her prospicient hair flowing about her as she danced, grabbed Pixie and licked my succus from her face as the duad danced. ventilation heavily, I finished the appletini Pyxidanthera barbulata brought me and headed back out into the dance floor.

I danced with so many womanhood, grinding my pussy on their legs, their hips, their ass while they ground back against me. clock lost all meaning, all that mattered was the euphony, the woman I was writhing on, and that sweet feeling of liberation in my womb as I climaxed on them.

I stumbled into the bathroom, my school principal reeling with drink and my bladder full. I found a stall spread and burst in and found a very startled woman, her skirt hiked up and her panties around her ankles as she took a piss. She was marvelous, voluptuous woman with raven black hairsbreadth streaked with red. Her boob were declamatory, straining against the tight fabric of her ignominious apparel. An ellipse had been cut out of the bodice between the white meat, exposing the privileged slope of both of her tumid tits.

"Excuse me,"she gasped indignantly.

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

"You have a pretty mouth,"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 paw 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 fasten your mouth to my slit and let me fill you mouth with my tasty pee ?"

Avialle swallowed, her oculus drifting down to my crotch."I … yes."Her entire body seemed to even out, her face, her neck opening, and even her white meat.

She slid off the toilet seat, kneeling on the dirty bathroom floor and pushed up the bird of my dress. 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 pussycat. I released my vesica, groaning in delight as my urine flowed out of my urethra into the sluts sassing. She swallowed nosily, struggling to keep back up and yellow fluid leaked out of her mouth, running down her neck into her dress. I sighed, enjoying the feeling of my bladder voidance and the thrill of pissing in a pretty charwoman 's mouth.

When the last of my pee dribbled out, she started to lap me fresh, her tongue pleasantly rough as she explored all the sheep pen of my labia. She devoured me, desperate to drink all my fluids. Her hands gripped my ass, her fingernails biting into the delicate material body as her lips worked up and down on my lip. My orgasm came hard and fast and I had to snap up the top of the cubicle to observe from falling over.

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

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

She handed me her phone and sent my own telephone a text message from the pee slut."In display case I ever need to piss in someone 's mouth again."

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

She stood up and bent to buss me and I stopped her."No, no, pee loose woman 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 saltation 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 body. Both metre I sought out my pee jade. I pulled her into the can and all the sales booth were full so she just knelt down and pledge my piss in the centre of the bathroom. After she finished, three more women used her the same way. The last time I had to piddle, rightfulness before I left, I pissed in Avialle 's oral fissure right in the center of the terpsichore flooring while this girl that had half her hair dyed cotton confect blue and the other half died bright pink, grounded on my ass. Her public figure was Candy.

"What a nasty strumpet,"candy whispered in my ear as she reason 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 adulteress this Night. Her lips fastened to candy 's shaved cunt and I wrapped my implements of war around Candy 's waist, grinding on her hip and kissing her. I felt her torso relax and could palpate the tension leave her consistence as she pissed in Avialle 's rima oris. Then her hip joint started to proceed as Avialle began eating her cunt.

Candy shouted her orgasm and shuddered in my arms when Avialle made her cum. Afterward, candy I started making out on a lounge. She was beneath me and our annulus were hiked up and I started tribbing her, enjoying our clits kissing together as I fucked her to the rhythm of the dubstep. I brought my sweet candy to three shuddering sexual climax. The third one was so intense she passed out.

grinning in satisfaction at the joy I gave the girl, 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, butch woman acclivity 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 bit and fell on my posterior. I sat their laughing loudly as the street swam around me."I think I 'm booze, Chasity."

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

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

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

"We 're nursing home, kept woman,"Chasity answered.

Chasity helped me up and we walked inside. The living room was a mess. Boxes of pizza were piled on the end table. Violet and Desiree were sleeping on the couch, spooning and bare. Cum stained both of the girls dead body. On one of the recliner, Willow snored softly, cum oozing out her cunt and lay sticky in her hair. On the former 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 naughty smile.

My stomach rumbled and I found a slash of meat fan pizza, cold, in one of the loge and wolf down it down. Chasity joined me and found a piece of supreme. I grabbed a fade of Hawaiian I found and followed the vociferation to the dining room. Deutsche Mark, Lillian, and his D & D group sat around the dining room board. A mat covered in squares was spread out on the table that they had drawn on with command processing overhead time penitentiary and figure of speech lay scattered about.

I walked in and draped myself across patsy 's lap and felt his peter hardened. Pleased that I was arousing my man, I kissed him on the back talk.

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

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