Author's note.
This is my first attempt at writing a story like this; I would like to hear all views and opinions on the work thanks.
I had known Jill for near on two years and had always had a soft spot for her. The only problem there was she only wanted to be friends and had no feelings other than that. I had fantasised for ages about what she would look like naked, or what she would look like while I was fucking her. It wasn't till about six months ago I became aware of drugs that could be put in drinks and used to induce unconsciousness. It was then the idea of drugging her came to mind; if I could use one of these drugs, I would be able to have my way with her without her stopping me.
After this I was obsessed with the idea and every time I met Jill I would see her in my mind lying drugged and helpless with me enjoying her body.
Jill is no model when it comes to looks, but there is something about her that when you see her you always look twice. She was about 5'6" fairly slim, not too slim. Her breasts looked perfect in whatever I saw her wearing. They were perfect for me; I always say that anything more than a handful is a waste and they looked to be the perfect handful. She always wore her long black hair down and it set off her pale skin brilliantly.
My next step was to locate a drug I could use to get Jill into the state I needed her in. I knew a friend of mine that worked a lot with horses and had read on some sites that drugs used for sedating horses for shoeing could be used to drug people. So when I was with my friend I watched what she was using on the horses and managed to get some off her without her knowledge or so I think!
Now that I had all that I needed carry out my plan, I just needed to get Jill by herself preferably at my place as I was living by myself. The next time I saw her I said casually, "I do get lonely you know, living at home by myself. Don't you think it would be nice if we could spend a night in watching a film or something? We can get drinks in. I could get some wine for you and some beers for me?"
To my utter amazement she agreed, saying, "Yeah, it would be nice to spend a night in with some friends. How about next Friday?"
I couldn't sleep the night before. Every time I closed my eyes I pictured her lying there helpless and mine for the night.
Finally it came to the night; I was so excited and couldn't wait. When the door bell went I was there in a flash! I was horrified to find that she had brought a friend along with her. She introduced us; her friend's name was Amy and at first look she was stunning blonde, slim and tall, a lot taller than I would go for myself. So there I was, wondering what would happen now. My plan seemed to be in ruins.
The night itself started; we all settled and watched a couple of DVDs. The wine was flowing for the ladies. It was when I saw Amy get up and head rather unsteadily to the bathroom, a new and better sounding idea came to mind. With both of these ladies now looking well on their way to being drunk, I could in fact have both of these in the same night. When Amy returned I said, "Go on, you pick the next film while I will get us more drinks." I disappeared in the kitchen and opened a fresh bottle of wine, added some of the powder into the bottle, and watched as it fizzled and dispersed into the bottle without a trace.
On returning I poured them both a generous glass to and Amy commented, "You'll get us both drunk you know?" Laughing Jill remarked, "I think that's the idea."
It didn't seem to matter as the glasses emptied quickly and they were well on their way to finishing the next glass before I noticed that both were showing signs of not being completely with it. Jill had a glazed look on her face and was not moving much, and Amy I noticed was slumped in the corner of the chair eyes flickering and semi-conscious. I couldn't believe it! I went over and shook Jill lightly. All I got in way of a response was a small moan and then her eyes shut and she went completely limp on me. I called her a few more times getting no response. I ventured to run a hand up her thigh, still no response.
Feeling fairly confident Jill was out of it I went over to Amy. She was slumped there, eyes slightly open. I shook her lightly asking her if she was ok, and if she wanted anything. Getting no response I decided to take a closer look at her. Having just my first impression of Amy, I slowly ran my hand up the inside of her leg and up the medium length denim skirt she was wearing. Still seeing no reaction from her I decided it was time to take thing further so I laid Amy down on the couch and slowly started removing her tight fitting top. I was amazed at how hard it was while she laid there limp not responding!