Pills and Thrills (Closed Thread)

[BethJones]

Linda had finished another hectic week at work. She was fed up with the continuous moaning and childish behaviour of the few colleagues below her in the pecking order, and just as tired of management bullshit from above. Finances were tight since she had bought her house with her partner and to add to her stress the rumor mill had started about possible redundancies. She knew she was worth more than this, but every time she tried to move on she was pushed aside by some cocky 20 something.

When Linda arrived home she went through the usual routine, coat off, shoes off, kettle on and a flick through the post. Today there was the usual rubbish, cable companies offering wonderful introductory offers, which when you read the small print all became more expensive than the offer you currently received. In the pile was an unusual leaflet, not the sort that usually fell through the door, the message on this one was more like something that was uttered in a radio commercial. Linda glanced at it taking in some of the details and thinking nothing of it.

After an uneventful night with her boyfriend, the alarm broke the serenity of her sleep. The radio filled the air, .Want to move on, new job, new you, we are looking for volunteers.."the words that she woke to echoed those on the leaflet yesterday evening. "... for more details call us, open to those aged 28 - 32, good health, attractive fees paid," the advert was over. Blinking her eyes she rose from bed, dressed and slipped the leaflet into her handbag.

By lunch time her mind was made up, she gave the company a call and after giving them a few details they revealed some of the information about the trial. She made an appointment to speak with them in more detail and was soon accepted. The first appointment was made for Friday afternoon, at this appointment the full details would be revealed and with her agreement the trial would commence.

 

[Malvolio]

Dr. Henry Stiles glanced down at the clipboard. The third patient in the trial had been taken back to the exam room and all of the tests had been completed. She was another perfect match for the trial. Her psychological profile had shown hints of depression, but nothing clinical, which was perfect for what they wanted.

"Hello, Miss," he greeted her as he entered the room to find her sitting on the exam table, clad only in the exam gown, her clothing neatly folded in the corner.

"I'm Doctor Stiles, the lead researcher on this study. Thank you for coming in.

"As you know, this is about providing women with a way to improve their lives. We have developed a mild vitamin that acts as a confidence booster to women. It's all natural... some vitamin B, some probiotics, and a slight testosterone boost. Nothing that will impact you long term or mess with your hormones, I assure you.

"It's taken orally as a simple pill."

He drew a small red pill from a vial in his pocket and placed it into a small paper cup.

"There's water on the counter over there.

"But I am sure you have questions for me. What can I tell you?"

He smiled in the friendly, unassuming manner of a kindly family doctor.

 

[BethJones]

Linda had been prepared for more of an ordeal, so far things had been easier than expected. As she sat on the exam table the cool air had made her body tingle. Her light brown skin, now covered with tiny goosebumps. It had been years since she had enjoyed a proper holiday abroad, and now even the use of sunbeds was fading memory.

Doctor Stiles had put her at ease almost immediately, his smile was warm and reassuring and she was certain that he would be able to tell even the worst of news in a friendly way. She had listened carefully to the advice and guidance and ensured her answers were truthful.

Linda looked at the small red pill, it was amazing that something so small was billed as the next big break through in improving the life women all over the world.

"So... are there any known side effects? How long will the trial last? How quickly will I see results?" Linda said quickly as her mind tried to remember the huge list of questions she had prepared on the drive to the clinic.

 

[Malvolio]

"So... are there any known side effects? How long will the trial last? How quickly will I see results?"

Dr. Stiles smiled as she peppered him with questions. Although she was just the third patient, he was becoming accustomed to this.

"Side effects... well, we've had a few minor reports of some dry mouth and some strange dreams. There was one report of some water retention, but I don't think that was accurate.

"The trial is scheduled for 8 weeks initially. If it goes well, it could be extended. We'll ask you to come in for a pill once a week with the doses increasing slightly from visit to visit. Of course, that could change as well. We'll just check your vitals, give you a pill and send you on your way. 20 minutes in and out.

"In terms of seeing results... well, it could be a few days or a few weeks. Every person is different and unique. I'd expect you might see some effects in a few days.

"Of course, other factors could impact the timing too. Illness, food and beverage consumption, physical activity. We'll want you to report these things to us when you come in. There's also a web site you can report things to as well.

"Any further questions?"

 

[BethJones]

No questions left, or at least none that she could remember, Linda took the pill dressed and headed home. John was away for the weekend and Linda had arranged to meet up with a friend.

At home the usual routine followed, and then Linda headed to the shower. She stood under the warm jets of water, her hands caressing her skin, she was suddenly more aware of her body, her hands massaging her 32c breasts, her nipples hard. She stopped herself running her fingers through her bleached blonde hair, massaging the conditioner then rinising and washing. Her body tingled.

Shrugging off the strange awareness of her body and the tingling sensation Linda dried off and dressed, usually a conservative dresser, but tonight she opted for a tight fitting pair of black trousers, she noticed how snugly they fitted her slim body. She popped on a v neck top, that revealed a hint of her cleavage, and popped on a simple red jacket.

Soon enough Linda was at the bar, enjoying her first red wine of the evening. She hadn't seen Lisa in a while and she enjoyed the chance to catch up without the pressure of being home on time. After a while Linda excused herself heading to the toilets. As she started to top up her make up, she felt the strange tingling again. It was a feeling she couldn't really describe, but noted that she probably should report it at her next appointment. As she looked in the mirror she again noticed her breasts, they seemed fuller and firmer, she pushed them together making her cleavage appear more prominent.

As she left the toilets she had a strange urge, stopping at the bar for another drink.

 

[Malvolio]

James stood at the bar, waiting on his third martini. He'd come for happy hour with a friend when his friend texted to say he'd be late. Bored and tired after a long week, James was already two strong drinks in and ready for more.

He sighed to himself. "Ah, Morris..."

Just then he caught a whiff of perfume and felt someone brush against his arm. He turned to excuse himself and slide over when he made eye contact with a beautiful blonde with one of the most striking pairs of eyes he'd ever seen. He couldn't help but to steal a glance down at her prominently displayed cleavage.

"Um, oh, excuse me!"

Just then the bartender put his martini in front of him and the tipsy man to James's left reached for a cocktail napkin... and knocked the drink over, splashing across Linda's v neck and breasts.

"OH! Oh goodness! I'm terribly sorry!" James quickly apologized. The drunk, not realizing what he'd just done, stumbled away with his drink in hand.

James grabbed a handful of napkins and tried to wipe Linda as appropriately as he could. He couldn't help but to stare...

"Um, please excuse me. So, so sorry. I'm... I'm James."

He smiled politely, flashing a quick grin, trying his best to make light of the situation.

"Can I... can I buy you a drink? To make up for this?"

His eyes wandered over her breasts again and his cock stirred in his pants. The bar was getting crowded and Linda was bumped from behind, pressing her against him.

 

[BethJones]

“Thank you, I…”

Linda wanted to say ‘I should be getting back to my friend,’ the response that came from her lips surprised her,

“…I’d love a glass of red wine.”

Linda’s eyes glanced across to Lisa sitting patiently for her to return.

It had been years since a stranger had shown an interest in her, or at least years since she had recognised someone showing an interest in her. Her body still tingled. His firm purposeful touch had been welcomed, under normal circumstances she would have brushed him away and insisted on cleaning herself up. She knew she shouldn’t be stood here with another man accepting a drink, but there was a strange mist in her mind, dampening her usual inhibitions and clouding her judgement. The mist seemed to empower her, to make her want the attention, to crave this man’s company.

The red wine arrived, Linda sipped it, she knew immediately this wasn’t the house red she had been sipping with Lisa.

“I’m Linda,”

she said with a confidence she had never had before.

“Have you been stood up as well?”

The lie slipped from her tongue without a second thought. She took her phone from her bag and sent a simple text to Lisa ‘sorry hun slipped out the back, feeling awful maybe catch up soon?’ She watched as Lisa got the message, watched as she replied, ‘no prob, you looked a little run down hope you are better soon’. Then she watched as Lisa finished her drink and left.

“Shall we move to that table over there?”

She asked as she spotted a small booth become available in the corner of the bar.

 

[Malvolio]

James smiled as they seated themselves at the small table in the corner. The bar was crowded and they were pressed closely together due to a larger group nearby that had taken up a lot of space.

As he and Linda chatted, he felt himself becoming increasingly mesmerized by her eyes. They had an almost hypnotic quality to them and he couldn't tear himself away.

He explained how he worked in insurance and was going to meet a friend who'd gotten tied up. He was single, having recently ended a long term relationship.

He touched her hand casually at first. When she seemed to welcome it, he let his knee brush against hers under the table. He could feel the chemistry between them as they both drew progressively closer and closer to one another.

Unable to resist any longer, James leaned in, gently touched her cheek, and kissed her.

 

[BethJones]

Collaboration:

Linda enjoyed James' company, he paid her just the right amount of attention. His hand felt nice on hers, although part of her told her she shouldn't be doing this, she had an overwhelming urge to let him continue. She welcomed his soft delicate kiss. She parted her lips letting his tongue enter her mouth as she slowly, but firmly returned his kiss.

As Linda opened her mouth, James let his tongue slowly enter her mouth. His cock stirred in arousal and he softly stroked her neck.

Linda felt the tingle again. She leant in and kissed James again deeper and more passionately. She felt alive and full of lust. This was so out of character for her, she could hardly believe what she was doing, yet felt powerless to stop it. As she kissed him, she drank in his powerful scent, her head spinning. She had never picked a man up at a bar, never been kissing him within an hour of meeting. The way her body tingled she was pretty sure she would make another first this evening.

James could feel the electricity between them. When their lips parted, he whispered "Do you... want to get some air?"

Linda smiled, "would love to."

She finished her drink and followed James to the door, she admired the way his body looked, her eyes fixed on him as he lead the way.

As soon as they were outside, James grabbed her hand and pulled her into an alley. He pressed his body against hers, pinning her against the brick way, aggressively kissing her neck and nibbling at her ear. He ground his hips into hers, his swelling manhood bulging forth with desire. James didn't know what had gotten into him. He wasn't normally this aggressive, but now he wanted.... NEEDED this woman.

"Linda...," he whispered.

 

[BethJones]

Outside in the cool evening air, the fading sun made James glow. She looked at him, there was something about him that held her gaze. Feelings of lust filled her body as it tingled. She seemed to have forgotten something, or rather someone.

Half remembering she shouldn't be doing this, almost at the point of protesting, she felt James grind against her, his swelling manhood catching her. Her moment of hesitation soon passed, his manhood persuading her otherwise. It only took that instant for them both to know what they wanted.

Passion growing between them as they hail a cab. James eagerly giving his address between there kisses. The journey was short and soon enough they were heading towards his apartment. they took the elevator to the fourth floor and soon stepped into his darkened home.

Inside the apartment, James drew Linda to him, firmly kissing her lips and working his way to her neck. His hands rested on her hips, gently squeezing. "Linda," he whispered.

"I don't... normally..."

Linda responded with a moan of excitement as James kissed her neck, she shivered with anticipation. Her body his. The lust building inside like never before.

"...Neither do I..." she whimpered.

In Linda's whole life she had never had a one night stand, never felt the urge to be taken by a stranger. In fact all of her sexual experiences had been in a stable, loving relationship.

 

[BethJones]

James peeled her jacket off, letting it fall to the floor as his body pressed against hers, guiding her toward the bedroom. He wanted... needed... her. Her body was practically calling to his as he ran his hands over her lush breasts.
Leaning into her, he kissed her neck, his lips lingering at the base. One hand slipped down the back inside of her trousers, squeezing softly at the soft flesh of her ass.

"Linda," he gasped. "I need you. Here... now..."

Linda moaned as his hands fondled her breasts, her nipples hardening and now poking through her top and bra. His fingers excited her more than ever before. Her hands responding to his words as she found herself soon struggling with his trousers, an overwhelming urge taking over as she wrestled to free his cock. Her lips pressed tight to his as they locked in a passionate embrace, an urgency growing within them both.

 

[BethJones]

James peeled her jacket off, letting it fall to the floor as his body pressed against hers, guiding her toward the bedroom. He wanted... needed... her. Her body was practically calling to his as he ran his hands over her lush breasts.
Leaning into her, he kissed her neck, his lips lingering at the base. One hand slipped down the back inside of her trousers, squeezing softly at the soft flesh of her ass.

"Linda," he gasped. "I need you. Here... now..."

Linda moaned as his hands fondled her breasts, her nipples hardening and now poking through her top and bra. His fingers excited her more than ever before. Her hands responding to his words as she found herself soon struggling with his trousers, an overwhelming urge taking over as she wrestled to free his cock. Her lips pressed tight to his as they locked in a passionate embrace, an urgency growing within them both.

He fumbled in the dark, struggling to help her undo his pants. As she slid them down, releasing his bulging manhood, he grabbed at her trousers, undoing the belt and pulling them down. He didn't even try to take down her panties. Wrapping his fist through the front of them, he gave a sudden, violent tug and tore them away from her flesh.
Pulling away from her kiss, he turned her and pressed his eager member against the cheeks of her magnificent ass.


Linda had never had anyone rip her underwear from her body, James caught her by surprise but she liked it. She felt the weight of his member as it pressed on her bare cheeks, she wriggled against him, feeling his member swell. Her hand reached back, stroking his swelling cock, edging the bulbous tip lower. A moan escaped her lips as she felt his tip throbbing agint her moist lips. She was ready to accept him. Slowly easing his tip into her, gasping as she felt him slip inside, parting her lips. He felt so good.

James moaned as she took his cock in her hand. Her touch was perfect, stroking him, guiding him into her moist lips. His eyes rolled back as he slowly slid deeper into her welcoming sex. He groaned with pleasure as he felt her juices coating his manhood.

"Fuuuuck, yesssss..."

One hand reached around her front and began to gently, but firmly fondle her left breast and nipple. His other hand reached into her hair, slowly wrapped it in his fist and gave a gentle tug backwards as he gave a sudden sharp thrust with his hips. He chuckled softly when she gasped in surprise and gave another tug and thrust combination.

Linda moved slowly at first, rocking herself back and forth on James' cock. She moaned lightly as his cock eased further inside her tight pussy. It felt good. James' cock now satisfying the deep desire she had felt.

"Oooo, yessss,"

she groaned as his hands found her already aroused and tingling nipples, his fingers skilfully enhancing her pleasure. A long low wail escaped her lips as she felt her head tug back, making her back arch as James thrust deep inside her.

"mmm yess don't stop."

The combination felt good, no one had ever treated her roughly, but she liked it.

 

[BethJones]

James continued the combination of slow, sawing thrusts and sudden, sharp tugs of her hair. He groaned in pleasure with each movement. His hand left her breast, sliding slowly downward, his nimble fingers stroking at the upper strands of her pubic hair and the back of her hand. His thrusting tempo began to increase as his arousal grew. His groans and panting grew louder and more urgent. His hand wrapped over hers and his fingers rubbed over the top of her slit.


Linda moaned loudly, the combination of his increased tempo and his fingers clutching hers harder onto her clit made her legs weak. She felt that familiar feeling, the aching inside as his cock pressed all the right spots. Panting heavily as he continued to move against her.

"Mmmm yesss, Yesss, don't stop," she cooed as her body began to surrender.

With one final push against him her body gave in as her orgasm swept over her body. She trembled as she moaned, the sound of Linda cumming filled the room. Her fingers wanted to ease off her clit as it throbbed, James kept the pressure on, making her climax go on for longer. Her pussy tightened on his cock filling her with pleasure.

The sounds of Linda's imminent orgasm excited James even more and he firmly pressed his hand against hers and rubbed at her swollen clit. His thrusts were shorter, but quicker and deeper now.

"Ohhhh, ohhh, fuck yesss... yessss!" he groaned.

Feeling his own climax approaching, James buried his face in her hair and kissed at her neck and cheek.
James had to release her hair and use his hand to disengorge his member from her greedy pussy. He pulled out just in time as his cock pulsed and exploded, spraying a torrent of warm, sticky cum up the small of her back.

"Ah-ah-AAAAAAHHHHH!" he loudly groaned.

His fingers pressed harder against her clit and the spasms of her pussy continued. He pressed against her back as his cum ran down over her ass and his cock


Linda moaned loudly s her climax began to subside, disappointed as she felt James take his throbbing cock from her. She pressed back against him, his cock slipping over her cheeks as she heard him groan and felt warm jets of cum coat her back.
She wriggled a little letting her cheeks teases his cock as it continued to empty out onto her. Falling forwards onto the couch as she breathed heavily trying to regain some composure.


"Oh, fuck," he moaned as he shook the last of his cum off onto her ass. "God, that was fucking hot." He reached over and gave her hair a quick, but gentle tug.
"So... um..." He felt awkward, not sure of what to say next. He'd never had sex so soon after meeting a woman.

 

[BethJones]

Linda’s heavy breathing began to subside, her breathing returning to a more slow and normal pace. Regaining her composure she eased herself up off the couch, cum still clinging to her back.
Thank you,” she responded.
“Could I clean up?” she asked.
After finding the bathroom, Linda cleaned her back and bum as best she could, smearing the cum into her skin rather than removing it. Her nipples still tingled a little although the tingling between her legs had now subsided. She glanced at her naked body in the mirror, half wondering where she was and how she had got here.

Finding her clothes she dressed again asking James to call her a cab, which he did.

It was in the back of the cab, not long after passing the bar the night had started in, that she realised her memory was a little hazy. She felt amazing, empowered and satisfied. A warm glow bathed her body, the odd sensation of not knowing where she was or what had happened. A well timed text from her friend ‘nice to catch up tonight, hope you get home ok,” made those thoughts vanish.

She felt exhausted as she stepped into the house, changing quickly for bed not noticing the torn thong as she tossed it into the washing machine. Soon enough she was asleep. She woke the following morning after having a strange dream about being fucked by a stranger from a bar. Shaking it off as a strange dream about someone she must have seen at the bar and the frustration of her boyfriend being away she carried on with her day.

 

[BethJones]

Linda was early for her appointment, she sat twiddling her thumbs in reception, interrupted rather abruptly by the nurse thrusting a questionnaire in front of her. Linda worked through the first set of questions, nothing unusual just confirming her age, address and a few medical details. The next set seemed strange but she answered about no side effects no strange desires, nothing strange about taking the tablets. When she entered the room Dr Stiles was waiting and she handed him the clipboard as instructed and took a seat on the small consultation chair.

"Good morning, Miss!" Dr. Stiles greeted her enthusiastically. She was the fifth trial subject to come back in. The first four had reported some unusual desires and had announced they were dropping out. This was definitely NOT good.
Determined to keep Linda in the program, Dr. Stiles had carefully read over her survey results first. Everything seemed alright, but he needed to confirm things.
"So... according to the survey, it sounds like everything is going well. No issues or concerns, right?"


Linda thought for a moment, "no nothing at all," she smiled. She thought back to last week "There was strange dream... but nothing special," she blushed a little.

Dr. Stiles smiled and cleared his throat nervously. "Oh? Well, as I mentioned at the beginning of the trial, strange dreams are... well, let's just say it's something that other participants have previously demonstrated. But dreams are just that. Harmless. Nothing to be concerned about. You ID manifesting concerns and desires, as the psychologists would say."
Dr. Henry Stiles chuckled a little nervously, more to himself than to Linda.
"Do... do you want to talk about it?"


It's ok, not unless it is important to the study," she said hoping it would remain in her head rather than on paper.

"Well, it is somewhat important. For legal reasons, we need to make sure you're not suicidal. We also need to ensure the drug isn't causing any undue mental stress. That's medical and legal jargon for making sure the drug isn't messing with your head."
malvolio2000: "So, it would help to get a sense of the dream."

Blushing a little, Linda starts to retell the dream. It was a dream about sex... sex with a stranger... we met at a bar and went back to his and had sex," she says skipping some of the details but feeling enough is revealed. She nervously sipped the water on the table, wondering if that was enough or if he wanted more.

Dr. Stiles carefully took notes as Linda recapped the details of her dream. Feeling his cock beginning to stir, he quickly sat down at the desk in the examining room and buried his head in his notes. "Mmhmm... yes... mmhmm... alright..."
malvolio2000: He was trying to be as clinical about it as he could, but he had heard similar tales before.
malvolio2000: "Well, was this... er... I'm not sure how to put this diplomatically, but... was this... out of character for you? I mean, would this be something you might do in real life?"

Linda looked a little puzzled, "No I would never sleep with strange men," she said a little insulted by what he was implying. "And no I don't have sex dreams often," she said bluntly feeling as if he was questioning her relationship rather than her dreams.

don't mean to offend, Miss. But please realize that I need to ask. I need to know if you're having dreams that might be... how shall I say... out of character for you. But they're just dreams, of course.

"Now... don't be offended, but... have you had sex in the last week?"

Shifting a little uncomfortably on her seat, "No," she replied.

"Ok." He smiled at her. "Ah, moving on now..."

As you know, we increase the dosage with each visit. This week we're increasing it by 50%. It's just one pill, but you should feel a noticeable boost of self confidence."
malvolio2000: Dr. Stiles handed Linda a small paper cup with a pill. "There are water cups over there on the sink."

 

[BethJones]

Linda took the pill as directed, washing it down with plenty of water.

"Well, I guess we'll see you next week then. Remember, there's also the web site, should you have any questions or comments. We appreciate the feedback."

"You’re not going to be back… so I have to go alone… I don’t even know them that well… I know it is important for you but…” The conversation ended abruptly. Linda was fuming that she was going to have to attend a party without Dan. He had accepted the invite yet she was the one having to pick up the pieces because he was stuck at another works meeting.

Linda dressed in an ankle length purple skirt, a tight fitting polo neck jumper and a pair of wedged sandals. She arrived at the address Dan had left for her. Nervously she knocked on the door, there was a hundred places she would prefer to be.

The door opened and she was greeted by John, whom she seemed to remember worked in IT at Dan’s firm. She smiled politely as he invited her in and she gave Dan’s apologies. The house was already packed with faces she didn’t recognise. She politely accepted a drink as she searched for a friendly face to talk with for half an hour before she would make her excuses and leave.