Ideas Collection

Friend?

Friend request sent. All I had to do was wait and see if she accepted it, I really hoped she would, I couldn't wait to look through the rest of her photos.

My favourite public picture of her was enlarged on my screen so I could enjoy picturing her as I continued doing what I was doing. A notification my request was accepted really got me going, I imagined her even more willing and participating. I finished and cleaned up.

I went through her whole profile information, years worth of photos and posts to learn about her. What she likes, dislikes, her favourite places to go such as library or restaurant, I googled her to see if she uses anything else social media related or even just to see if her name comes up.

I thought about her while I was at work and at home I would comment on her posts and strike up a conversation. This weekend I would see her again at a friends party, I would never miss this opportunity to see her again in person.

The last two day's till the party dragged by but on party night I was so nervous I picked out several combos deciding I really wanted her to like just me. My usual pants and tee would have to suffice.

I had been at this party for almost three hours now, though I did get here early I didn't want to miss her. Almost 9pm, where is she, but after more waiting patiently she arrived. I had charm or drugs, I'm not sure why I bought the drugs with me, probably just a precaution she's a nice girl I won't need them.

I become frustrated as her friends are being rude to me and she seems to keep getting pulled away from me. I decide to just watch her discreetly and hope her friends get drunk, find a guy or just go home. It doesn't take her friends long to leave her side only two hours, I want to go to her so badly but I decide to keep watching her.

I notice a prime opportunity to drug her drink and so I walk past the bench dropping it in as she continues to chatting with some guy. Though it's crowded in here I pick a spot to watch her from with the odd person walking in front of my view of her irritating me.

Half an hour it takes to begin working and not one of her friends near at the moment. I like she's a nice girl when I approach she's stumbling and I help her "Thank you." she says in a soft voice or perhaps it's the noise either way "You're welcome."

I help her outside and with walking to my car then help her in gently. She talks not too much just some directions at times to her house, which I ignore. I know where she lives and works though I've made sure to never be caught in the vicinity of the two places, just in case she's not as good a girl as I hope.

I help her from my car, through the garage door and house to her new room. She looks at the bed and goes to it on unsteady legs, I stop her and begin undressing her. "No." she protests "You can't sleep in these." I tell her but she continues to swat my hand away from her chest and the buttons.

She has opted to do it herself head down focusing on each button intently, it must be difficult. I watch her enjoying the show of her undressing in front of me slowly, I especially liked the way she wriggled her jeans over her hips and let fall her blouse to the floor.

I've also undressed though much faster than she and watch as she goes to the bed again for sleep. I approach her and now stand in front of her, I wrap her in a hug like embrace and unclasp her bra. "Hey, no." she grumbles stumbling back and trying to reclasp it.

It would tale her forever so I push her backward onto the bed and she falls with a soft oomph. She forgets about her bra and turns on her side wanting sleep but I move to straddle her hips making her turn so she's flat on her back.

Frowning at me she says "Hey, get off." but I just grab her bra pulling it from her and off past her arms that are trying to shove me off her. I then grab her wrists and place each in a cuff above her head.

I pull off her panties though she's struggling looking up at her cuffed wrists. I don't like women with bush but that can be fixed tomorrow, I easily open her legs and position myself between them.

I try ignore her feeble agitation but it is annoying me "Shush you won't remember this." I tell her sharply. I place a finger in her and love how responsive she is, her wet arousal I wipe from her onto her panties, I'll keep them as a reminder.

When I'm done I decide to keep her rather than return her home, I'd really like to know if her body reacts to me the way it did tonight without the drugs. If it does then perhaps what she has to say about me isn't as true as I thought, perhaps she likes it deep down.

She was disorientated this morning but it didn't stop some the vile words and threats of police spewing forth from her beautiful lips. I gag her and begin to touch her intimately, she is just as responsive as last night to me.

Her face is saying the opposite as were her words but she is unlike the others who took a very long time, produced little or not a drop at all. I decided despite my wanting her so badly I would see if I could make her come for me.

I could it seems, though her face was wet from tears and she must have tried to deny it because after a very long time I knew she had come. After she had I pushed myself into her for my own release hoping for her to orgasim from it.

She had been here with me for two day's now and every time I took the gag from her she had only nasty words for me. I told her she's enjoying it and asked is she upset she's a little kinky but she refused to admit she does like it stating what I did was illicit a biological response from stimulus much like when you tickle someone who can't help but laugh.

I was very displeased with her response and subsequent vile thoughts as to what should happen to rapists which I am not. A rapist doesn't go out of their way to make sure their victim is also satisfied sexually. In fact she wasn't even a victim she was my lover, it's such a shame my temper got the better of me and I strangled her to death.

Now just as before I need to find a new friend...