Jane's Risk Chapter 1: "...as long as we just do it once..."
#1 of Jane's Risk
Hello readers. This is the first chapter in a series following a woman's trials and problems with a new (and made up) drug. I hope you all enjoy it, and be sure to comment, cum, fave and watch if you are looking forward to future instalments. Happy reading, everyone :)
...*beep*...digitech! *Beep*(3) *beep*(2) *beep*(1) (•)rec Okay...um...is it on? Okay. So, uh, they want to make a documentary about drugs, or, um, people who have grappled with them. An episode of the series is gonna be about me, and they're gonna re-enact it and everything. They're gonna get a prettier girl to play my part in the re-enactment, but they want me to sort of weave them a story to help them write the episode. I don't know how much they are going to include but I guess I'll just share it all. I am 30 years young, and as you can see, a brown furred wolf. I suppose I'll start at the beginning, and let me tell you, it's a long road from there.
Let's see...ah yes, it all started back when I worked at the welfare office. It was a normal, slow, boring day like all the rest. Lunch had come and gone and there wasn't enough time left to take a break before my shift ended. I had just issued food stamps to a less than privileged man, and I was filling out some last minute paperwork. It was then that my friend Sherry's head popped up over the cubicle wall. She's a wolf like me, with blackish fur and a few pretty grey stripes. "Hey, Jane," she said cheerfully. Oh yeah, my name is Janet Moreson, Jane to my friends. Anyway, she said "Hey, Jane. Me and some of the other girls are going out after work. Wanna come along?" she was always much happier by the end of the day. Being a couple years younger than me, she was anything but a morning person. "Don't you mean 'Some of the girls and I'?" I asked. Oh, before you jump to conclusions, no, I don't normally correct people. Me and Sherry like to play the "grammar Nazi" game with each other. Somehow, correcting each other made work just a bit more bearable. "Ah, of course, excuse me," she laughed "So do you want to come?" she asked. She seemed oddly enthusiastic, as if she required my presence at whatever bar they were planning to go to. "Hm...why not? I could use a change of scenery. Where are we going?" I asked.
She looked around for a moment, as if she expected people were eavesdropping, then lowered her voice a bit "Well, we're going to the north-side bar first, but then we're gonna head back to my place for a, uh, little party," she said. "What are we celebrating?" I asked. "Oh, it's mostly just for fun. Don't worry though, I've got a surprise," she said with a little wink. "Oh? What kind of surprise?" I asked. "Call it a party enhancer, that's all I'm saying," she said with a grin, sensing my curiosity. Now let me tell you; if I had declined the invite, I'd be a lot better off. I wouldn't be making these videos either. But at least it's netting me a fat check from the documentary people. Anyway, the last less-than-an-hour passed slowly but eventually ended with me gathering my things and Sherry popping back over the cubicle to ask if I was ready to go. I got up, nodded with a naive smile, not knowing what I was getting into to. Claire and Sasha were waiting for us outside the front door.
Claire and Sasha were a year or two younger than Sherry, regrettably making me the oldest. Claire had a sort of dark blue color to her fur, unlike Sasha, who had mostly white fur with some black patches. "Hey," said Sasha, waving and smiling, wearing a pair of sunglasses. We all headed to our cars and formed a convoy of middle class vehicles headed straight for the bar. It was a nice evening, the sun was setting, bathing the city in orange. We parked our cars and headed inside, sitting at a booths and talking about nothing in particular. The only thing that wasn't idle chatter was "Remember, just one drink. We still gotta drive back to my place," which was said by Sherry. At this point, I was still in the dark about the "surprise" and so were Sasha and Claire. It was about that time that Sherry put her purse on the table and leaned over it, grinning and lowering her voice "So you guys know my cousin Jack, right?" she asked. We all nodded, remembering her stories of his less-than-legal exploits. "Well he got some time in jail for the usual shit he gets himself into, but recently got out. I went to go see him 'cause, ya know, he's a nice guy. Well anyway, long story short he got his hands on some new drug that just hit the market. Can't teach an old dog new tricks, eh? But he gave me some for free, told me all about em too," she told us, reaching into her purse and pulling out a small plastic bag with a few little pills, one or two centimeters each. They were almost completely transparent except for a little pocket in the center, filled with a pinkish purple colored jelly. *sigh* I should have just got up and walked away right then. But as always, curiosity killed the cat...er, canine. The three of us just stared at the little pills, bewildered and curious.
"Why'd he give them to you for free?" asked Claire. "Well from what I understand, drug dealers usually give a "sample" first to get the customer addicted. However, my cousin gave these to me for free for two reasons: first, because he hadn't seen me in awhile and missed my birthday while he was in the slammer. It seems kinda dumb, but it was with good intentions. The second reason was that he says the target demographic hasn't discovered it yet, so they're hard to sell," she said. "Who's the target demographic?" I asked. "Oh, that's the best part," said Sherry. Sasha, Claire and I all leaned forward a bit. "We're the demographic," said Sherry. "A drug tailor made for the four of us?" I asked jokingly. "No, no, I mean the larger group of "us"...females, women," she said, rolling her hand as she elaborated. I remember taking a moment to think about the possibilities of a gender specific narcotic. I kid you not, my first conclusion was a mass consumption of birth control. I was wrong, however. "Men are...not quite equipped to use it," she continued. "What do you mean? What kind of men can't swallow a pill?" I asked. She giggled at that, and I could tell she was blushing a bit. "You don't swallow it. You put it...ya know...in your downstairs," she said, beating around the bush. No pun intended. "It's a suppository?" Sasha asked. Sherry slumped a bit, shaking her head and grinning. "You put it...in your vagina," she said. Sasha and I laughed a bit, Claire paused to take a sip of her drink before smiling at Sherry "You had us goin' there for a second," said Claire. I remember that I stopped laughing just a moment before Sasha because I noticed the look on Sherry's face. "No, really, I'm serious," she said, trying to convince us. "Well how does it work?" Sasha asked. "Well my cousin told me, but he didn't quite understand it. Something about the nervous system and positive subconscious ties and something about an aphrodisiac, whatever that is...anyway, it's for smarter minds than mine," she laughed. "So we just shove a couple of these up our skirts and we'll be flying high?" asked Claire.
Sherry shook her head "No, my cousin said to only take one or two a day, spaced out a couple hours. He said we won't get addicted that way," said Sherry. "Addiction? Sounds kinda dangerous...especially with a drug that's scarce. Who knows what a person would do to get more during withdrawals...I mean we don't know how strong it is," said Claire. Sadly, she had no idea how justified her caution was. "My cousin may be a criminal, but he wouldn't give me anything that would mess me up. As long as we just do it this once and follow that rule, we should be fine. So whadda ya say? Shall we head to my place and get this party started?" she asked, shaking the small bag a bit. Sasha and Claire looked at each other and nodded. All three looked to me, awaiting my answer. I smiled, shrugged and said "Let the good times roll," how foolish I was. We finished our drinks and made our way back to our cars. All of us were fit to drive, lacking even a slight buzz. Within fifteen to twenty minutes we pulled up at Sherry's house. I had been friends with Sherry since highschool and had seen her naked several times in the locker rooms after p.e. or in the changing room at the beach, and other stuff like that. Sasha and Claire were newer acquaintances however, and I had never seen beneath the top layer of clothing. Normally this wouldn't be an important detail, but given how the drug is used, I wondered how comfortable they would be taking it in front of me. We all went inside the house and Sherry got out the drinks. It was an assortment of soda, orange juice, and vodka. We all started mixing drinks, sparing ourselves the harsh taste of liquor, but still getting all the alcohol we could handle. After the sobriety was replaced by a manageable level of tipsy, Sherry started searching her purse "Shall I go first?" she asked.
The rest of us looked at each other then back to her "If you're feeling bold," Sasha said. The four of us sat in a small circle, Sasha, Claire and I crowding around the front of Sherry. She pulled open the small ziploc on the back and reached in, retrieving one of the mysterious pills. I remember being somewhat surprised at her lack of hesitation as she stood up and dropped her pants. Perhaps it was the alcohol, the party mentality, or some other reason, but both Sasha and Clair let out an encouraging cheer as she slipped off her panties. You know, not a shout or anything, just a "you go girl," or something like that. I must admit, her pussy did look pretty nice. The way the color of the fur lightened right before disappearing to allow a view of her vulva, the gentle crevice that ran down between her legs with a cute, pink clitoris sitting on top like royalty. Once again I'll say I'm not sure how much detail they want so I'll be giving it all. And I know that makes a few of you watching this quite happy. "Nothing ventured, nothing gained," said Sherry as she pressed the small pill against the lower area of her vagina. I am almost positive that me and the other girls were holding our breath in anticipation. Sherry pushed her index finger up, slipping the drug and the end section of her finger into her pussy which, we could all plainly see, had become wet with anticipation. Her voice was a bit different when she spoke, several muscles throughout her body had tightened a bit due to stimulation. I can't say I don't know the feeling. "Jack said to get it as deep as possible with one finger," she said. A very small, almost invisible smile of semi-confused arousal crept onto all our faces as we watched Sherry's wrist bend to allow her index finger to slip in. She only stopped when her knuckle made contact with her vagina. She pulled her finger out not long after and sat back down, leaving her pants and underwear off. She patted the very bottom of her tummy, only an inch or two above her clit "And now we wait. Who's next?" she asked. We looked back and forth at each other for a moment before Claire raised her hand "Gimme a pill, sister," she said playfully, giggling. Sherry fished another pill from the bag and handed it to her. Claire took it, stood up, reached up into her skirt and let her panties drop to her ankles. She stepped out of them and planted her feet firmly as she pushed in her dose. We couldn't see her goods at that point, but there would be plenty of that later, believe me. The setting and the booze made me as comfortable as I needed to be to volunteer next. Sherry handed me my pill, and I laughed a bit as I removed my pants and undergarments, and then as the other girls stared like kids at a video game as I slipped the pill into my vagina. I'll admit...I was a bit wet in the nether as well due to the "excitement" of the moment. As I pushed it in farther, I became more turned on. Just the simple thought of using this drug and how exclusive it was. That and the attention from the other girls, I'll admit that helped too.
I slipped my finger back out "You're up, Sasha," I said playfully. Sherry gave her a pill and she stood up and slipped off her shorts and panties. I rubbed the lowest part of my tummy idly. I could feel the drug inside me. Not with my hand on my stomach, but like, inside the canal. Anyway, I watched Sasha get ready for her insertion. Her white fur made the inner pink seem almost...shiny. Sherry was sitting on the floor a few feet from me and she made a small squeak and put her hand to her lower stomach. She blinked a few times, then returned her gaze to Sasha, who slowly pulled her finger out of her pussy after inserting her pill. After she sat down, Claire mirrored Sherry's actions; squeaking and putting a hand just above her nethers. "Hey, can I use your computer real quick?" I asked. "Uh...yea...sure," said Sherry. She had become quite spacey all of a sudden. I sat down at the computer, which was just at the other end of the room, and pulled up google. "What's this stuff called?" I asked. "I, Uh...I don't remember...it's french...that's where it was invented...France, I mean," she said slowly. I looked back at the computer screen and wondered what I could type in to find some info on what I had just put into myself. After a moment, I entered "Define: Aphrodisiac" and clicked search. When I read the results, I looked back at Sherry "You said this had some kind of aphrodisiac in it, right?" I asked. "Um...yea," she said, now lying on her back, sprawling on the carpet. "Well it says here that an aphrodisiac is essentially something that makes you horny," I said, a bit nervous now. "Cool," she said slowly. "Cool?" I asked "Should we get some me-" I was interrupted by a very strange feeling in my reproductive tract. I imagine it is what Sherry and Claire had felt as well. The clear portion of the drug had been eroded enough to allow the liquid-y, gel filling to leak out inside my pussy.
It was very strange indeed. All of a sudden, I could feel a warmth spreading all through my lady parts. Everything around me slowly became sort of...softer. My vision blurred a bit, giving everything a gentle shimmer and a hazy border. I began taking steps away from the computer, back toward the girls. The carpet felt good on my feet. Extremely good, in fact. I stood there for a moment, near the others before I began to think about just how nice the carpet felt. I thought to myself: I want this feeling all over. Besides that, my knees felt a bit weak. I slowly laid down, Sherry's feet were not far to my left. I sighed as the soft carpet brushed against me. I couldn't get the grin off my face. I felt sort of happy and turned on all at the same time. I opened my eyes slowly and realized that I had laid my head right between Sasha's feet. She was still standing, as a result and to my surprise, her pussy was only a few feet above me.
She was looking down at me over her breasts, grinning like me. Her jelly had been released as well, but she either didn't notice or she didn't react. "Enjoying the view?" she asked. "I...I am," I said, giggling. "I think I'm gonna sit down...the carpet feels nice," she said. I sat up for a moment, to let her get down. She sat cross-cross and I rested my head on the lap. I could smell her. Not like her body but, like...her, ya know? We began to talk about nothing in particular for a moment before I noticed that Sherry and Claire were barely moving. The drug had hit them harder, or maybe that had drank a bit more. Sherry was breathing somewhat quickly. "Claire, are you doin' ok," asked Sasha. "Oh, I'm great," she said, her voice wavering. Just then, Sherry began to make little squeals with each breath. This went on for a moment before she took in a deep breath, held it for a moment and then let it out along with a good deal of femcum. None of us could believe it. She was just laying there, and the next thing we know she orgasms onto the carpet. She wasn't even touching herself.
She sat up quickly. "Holy shit, this stuff is great!" she said, grinning like the rest of us. "Did you just-?" Claire asked. "Sure did...best one of my life...I don't know how, it just kinda happened. Sorry," she said. "What are you apologizing for, sweety?" asked Sasha. "Well...it felt so good I just couldn't help myself..." she said. "I do kinda feel like getting off too, if I can be honest," said Claire. "Oh, can I help?" asked Sasha. Claire looked at her a moment, causing her to hesitate "I mean...if you're comfortable with it," said Sasha. "Maybe it's the drug...but I totally am. I need to get off...like...I *need* it," said Claire. "Why don't you two take the couch?" suggested Sherry. Claire nodded and I moved my head so Sasha could stand up. As I laid back down, I realized that I was quickly getting "in the mood" as well. Without even thinking I turned looked at sherry "Do you think we could do something?" I asked. "Like what?" she asked. She knew where I was going with it, but in her state of hornyness, the words enriched it. "I just need to feel something between my legs. Can you help?" I asked. Her grin grew as she crawled on all fours over to me. She was out of my sight for maybe two seconds before I felt her tongue on me. She sort of pushed her tongue forward while she performed a slow, dragging lick. The added pressure doubled the feeling. I was actually breathless for a moment and let out a bit of a squeal as her tongue flicked my clit as she finished her lick and prepared for the next. I heard Claire scream in ecstasy but I didn't bother too look. I was moving my head and wriggling around as Sherry continued to lick my pussy. For a moment I felt her tongue enter me. It slipped inside and went deep, almost sending me over the edge. I'm not proud of all this by the way, but it sure was fun. "I hope you're thirsty," I said. I barely managed to get it out between my rapid breaths. "Why's that?" she asked, immediately returning to licking. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna..." I said. Just then she pushed two fingers into my butt. I wasn't quite used to anal stuff but it felt better than ever. She gave one last, deep lick before she stopped and opened her mouth wide. Everything culminated to that one great moment. Muscles contracted, temperatures rose, and my pussy squirted a stream of cum like a water fountain. Sasha swallowed as much as she could, fingering herself with her free hand. Something was different than usual though. My orgasm didn't fade like it usually did. I was still very hot and ready to go. "Shall we take turns?" she asked me. "Oh, please yes," I said. I wanted it...bad. Admittedly, that was one of the best nights of my life.
She stood up, stepped forward and squatted over me. I had never licked anything like I licked her right then. Not stamps, not ice cream, not envelopes. Nothing. It was as if I were some kind of...vagina addict. Up, down, inside, I licked and sucked and serviced. I drank every drop of cum she gave me. The night was long with endless cycles of girl on girl fingering, oral and scissoring, among other things. To be honest I can't remember it all as clearly as the rest because the drug only got more intense as the night wore on. Eventually it ended in the deepest sleep I've ever experienced. But boy was that an awkward morning. I should say afternoon since I didn't wake up until around 2:30. I was laying on my right side when I started to actually wake up. I turned my head up and opened my eyes slowly, feeling quite rested. The ceiling fan spun slowly overhead with a bra hanging from one of the blades. It took me a moment to realize it was *my* bra. The carpet was no longer as comfortable as it was the night before. I turned my head back down and found myself staring into Sherry's sleeping face. My first thought was trying to recall "when the rest of her clothes had come off" and how. My second thought was "when did the rest of my clothes come off?" and how. I was about to get up when I realized that we were sort of locked together spooning. Like, cuddling, ya'know? My left thigh was between her thighs. My mouth tasted like her lip gloss, I didn't mind though because I am a fan of cherry. That does mean we were kissing at some point but that wouldn't be the last time. Her breasts were sort of over mine, but only barely. I'd say my nipples were just below hers, if I'm remembering correctly. I tried to move slowly at first to avoid waking her up but it wasn't long before I saw her eyes open.
She gave a tired smile "Good morning," she said touching her nose to mine for a second. "Sleep well?" I asked as we rolled over onto our backs, "unlocking" our legs. "I think so. I feel great," she said. "How much of last night do you remember?" I asked as I began to get up. "Well...enough to make the position we woke up in make sense," she said with a giggle. I reached up and pulled the string from the ceiling light, causing the fan to come to a slow stop. As I reached up I heard "You know, you have a pretty nice body," from sherry. "Thanks. You look pretty fine yourself," I said. I got my bra down off the fan and put it on, searching for the rest of my clothes. "You gonna get dressed?" I asked as I spotted my pants and underwear. "Yeah, probably in a little while. I kinda like being naked," she said with another giggle. I looked over at the couch, seeing that Claire and Sasha were sleeping on it together. Claire still had most of her clothes on, but her shirt was unbuttoned and her bra was on the floor next to Sasha's clothes. I couldn't see Sasha's face because her head was up Claire's skirt. "Should we wake them up?" I asked, pointing to the pair. Sherry sat up and laughed a bit when she saw them. "It may be better to let one of them rise on their own," said Sherry. I picked up my shirt and put it on, followed by my comfy jacket. "Speak of the devil," said Sherry pointing at the couch. Sasha stirred a bit before her surprised voice came from Claire's skirt "Oh...good morning," she said.
She rose up onto her arms, lifting her head out of Claire's skirt and her breasts off the couch. "Rise and Shine," Sherry said with a bit of a laugh. Claire began to stir as well when Sasha sat down. "Hey, Jane, why don't you take your coat off? I think I'm gonna make breakfast," said Sherry. "Mmm, what're you makin?" asked Claire. "Pancakes sound good?" she asked. We all nodded as I took off my coat. Sherry got up and went to the kitchen, still naked. "So is this one of those "we never speak of this. It dies with us" type things?" asked Claire. Sasha looked at me then back at Claire "Well I don't know how it would come up in a conversation, but I'm not ashamed or anything like that," said Sasha. Claire turned to me, waiting for my opinion. "A good time is a good time," I said with a shrug. She let out a long sigh "Thank god...I was worried I was the only one who would do last night again," said Claire. We all gave a little laugh, somehow knowing that we would all be dealing with this drug again at some point in the future. We all talked for a little while until Sherry came back with a plate stacked with pancakes. She still hadn't put any clothes on. "Eat up," she said smiling, setting plates and silverware down before she sat down with us around the table. "Ever gonna get dressed?" Sasha asked with a little laugh. "Meh, maybe later," said Sherry, popping a syrup drenched piece of pancakes into her lips, which I was now all too familiar with.
We talked for a little while before Claire grabbed her purse "Well, I've gotta go get my contacts. See you guys at work," she said. "Hey do you wanna grab lunch later?" asked Sasha. "Sure," said Claire with a smile. Sasha got her purse as well and after a few more goodbyes, they were gone. "Unfortunately, I've gotta get going as well. But I did have a great time," I said. Sherry looked to be thinking for a moment "Would you use it again?" she asked. "The drug? I suppose. I haven't had that much fun in a long time," I laughed. "I'll be sure to get more, in that case," said Sherry. "Well just let me know," I said with a smile, heading for the door. "I remembered what it's called," she said. I stopped and turned around "You did? What is it?" I asked. "Because it was made and imported from France, the name is in French, like I said earlier. It is called "Dans La Chatte" which translates literally to "Into the pussy". Kinda funny, if you ask me," she said. When she said pussy, I could feel a quick sting of pleasure between my legs. I laughed a bit "Yeah. Well, the French know what they're doing," I said. "Just let me know when you want to take it again," she said, standing up. Her pussy was in full view, and I'd be lying if I said I was anything but transfixed. "It may be sooner than you think," I said with a wink as I opened the door.
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Oops. Looks like the battery is dying. I'll have to cut it here but I'll record another as soon as I can so I'll see you then.