Are 'Friends' Electric, Part 2

Are 'Friends' Electric:
Chapter 2

(F/F, Drug, Futa, NC, Oral, WS)

Ritsu's brow was furrowed, and she wrinkled her nose a bit at first, but other than that she didn't respond. Tsumugi laughed, slapping Ritsu's cheek again with the faintly glistening head of her cock several times. Ritsu didn't seem to be aware, other than to mumble a few slurred words, so Tsumugi nestled the length of her meat across the bridge of Ritsu's nose, framing the perfect picture with her cellphone camera.

"Say cheese!" She breathed brightly. Ritsu mumbled something softly in her stupor as the cell phone clicked off several stills. Tsumugi still couldn't believe how easy had been to set things up this time.

After her 'rendezvous' with Mio she convinced Ritsu that the other girl had gone home, and they had gone out for the evening. A little karaoke (till they got thrown out for Ritsu's antics) and some dinner, and it was about time to call it a night.

"Hey, Mugi-chan," Ritsu said, "This was fun."

"Yes," Tsumugi responded, "It was. I don't get to get out with friends much. I'm glad."

Ritsu looked a little thoughtful. "So... you want to keep going?"

"Hmm?"

"Just saying, my mom and pop are out of town this weekend... if you think your parents would let you, we can grab some snacks and make a night of it."

Tsumugi's eyes lit up at the possibilities. "Really? Oh, that sounds wonderful." Tsumugi took out her cell, and dialed. "...yes. I'm sorry it's later than usual, but I was out with a friend... yes... yes, it was fun... I'm going to be staying at her home this evening... yes.... good night to you too."

"Heh.. man," Ritsu said, her fingers locked together behind her head, "Your dad's pretty easygoing."

"Oh, that wasn't my father," Tsumugi said, putting her phone away, "Father is usually in the office till quite late. I was just letting the maid know I wasn't going to be home so she could take the night off."

"The maid?" Ritsu mouthed silently behind Tsumugi, who turned and pointed at a little convenience store.

"What about there? We can pick up some snacks and things".

The two girls poked through the fairly empty store, and Tsumugi watched the way the greasy-faced cashier tracked their thighs and asses around, she even gave him a little flash of panty when she turned a corner behind Ritsu as they looked for sweets. She also knew the way he was watching her, she'd need a distraction if she was going to pick up something "special".

"Hey, Ritsu," Tsumugi said, feigning embarrassment, "I was just.... well, since we're being a little naughty already... you think if we sweet-talk the guy at the counter, he'd sell us some beer?"

"What, really?" Ritsu asked, surprised. When Tsumugi nodded, she shrugged. "Huh... usually when I'm out with Mio, she tries to talk me out those kinds of stunts."

"Oh," Tsumugi said, "So... do you think we shouldn't do it?"

"Are you kidding," Ritsu said with broad grin, "Just let me at him."

Tsumugi watched Ritsu saunter over to the counter and start talking with the guy... fortunately, what Ritsu lacked in subtlety and charm she more than made up for with enthusiasm. Which is exactly the distraction Tsumugi was looking for. Walking down the isles between the displays, just out of the cashier's sight, she quickly grabbed a handful of individual packets of allergy medicine, the night-time kind, and tucked them in her blazer pocket.

Bringing the snacks and drinks up, she smiled at the cashier, who was still clearly telling Ritsu "...are you crazy? Even if wanted to 'get an eyeful of this'," he said with exaggerated hand gestures, "I'm not selling beer to a couple of teenagers."

"Fine," Ritsu huffed, "See if I shop here again."

"You haven't even shopped here this time!" he growled, "Now pay up and leave."

"It's ok, Ritsu," Tsumugi said, waving at Ritsu to back down, "I'll take care of this." Ritsu stuck her tongue out at the guy behind the counter and snatched up her bag, walking out the door. Reaching into her pocket, Tsumugi started peeling off crisp five thousand yen bills, laying three of them on the counter. She laughed as the man's eye's widened in shock. "What's all this for?"

"Well this," Tsumugi said, wiggling the first bill toward the attendant, "Is for our snacks. This one," She said, pushing a second one forward, "Is for that nice case of 'sodas' that you're going to get from the cooler for us. And this one," She said, pushing the last one over, "Is a tip for being just so helpful... that is, if you ARE going to be helpful?"

Ritsu scowled and pouted the rest of the way home. "How did you DO that?"

"You just have to know how to talk to people," Tsumugi bubbled pleasantly.

The two unpacked in Ritsu's room, and both opened beers. Ritsu, it seemed, wasn't entirely unfamiliar with it. She was energetic as always, and the two spent time listening to music, watching TV, and playing games. Tsumugi also took the opportunity form time to time to switch out their drinks. Ritsu never noticed, and after an hour, Tsumugi had managed to feed Ritsu the equivalent of three beers to her one.

Excusing herself to the bathroom, Tsumugi prepared the next part of her surprise. Opening the packets of allergy medicine, she crushed them on the Formica countertop with a handy jar, scraping them off on a mirror.

"This should be enough to put Ritsu under," Tsumugi thought as she emptied the crushed pills back into an medicine packet, She mixed the crushed pills with a little bit of hot water, stirring them with a nail file till it was a thick paste, so it wouldn't cause the beer to foam over when she dumped it in. Slipping her surprise in her shirt pocket, she headed back to the room.

"Ha~ Mugi-chan," Ritsu said, her voice already a little slurred, "Here ya go," she said, handing her a newly opened beer. "You know, this was a lotta fun," she garbled. "Hang on... I gotta get us some music." She handed her beer to Tsumugi and wobbled for the stereo. Tsumugi, meanwhile, pinched the crushed drugs from the foil packet into Ritsu's beer while her back was turned, handing it back with a smile when she returned. "Here's to us!" she said raising her beer.

"Yes, two good friends, and a Mickey Finn," Tsumugi said, tapping her beer against Ritsu's. Smiling at Ritsu's puzzled expression, she replied, "You probably don't know them.. "

"They touring?" Ritsu asked

"Oh, yes, been around a while... Very popular in bars..."

Ritsu simply shrugged and chugged. Tsumugi sipped more gingerly, and smiled as Ritsu grimaced. "Ugh... I think these get more bitter the more you drink..."

Ritsu's sonorous snores less than twenty minutes later told Tsumugi that everything was probably ready, but she gave it forty-five just be on the safe side, before slipping off her skirt and shirt. She stretched, posing in front of Ritsu's full length mirror in her bra and panties, watching Ritsu drool into her pillow passed out across her bed.

Tsumugi ran her hands down her stomach, caressing her hips and the top of her mons. She hissed softly as both her organs began to stir. Her cock, zucchini thick despite it's modest length, flooded with blood, engorging along with the lips of her cunt. She gently stroked her cock, rolling the foreskin around the head as she eyed Ritsu's comatose form.

Her sensuous smile was broad, but cold, and her hips hips swayed as she stalked over to the bed, her cock bobbing free over the top top of her panties. Tsumugi unbuttoned Ritsu's shirt, her blazer discarded earlier in the evening, making a little moue at the brunette's cute, polka dotted bra.

Ritsu stirred, and mumbled something in her stupor. "Shh... it's ok," Tsumugi whispered softly, "I'm just helping you change for bed.."

Straddling Ritsu's legs, still hanging over the edge of the bed, Tsumugi rolled up the cups of Ritsu's bra, exposing her nipples. She pinched them, rolling the little knobs between her fingers and tugging them up. She could feel them stiffening in her fingers, responding to her touch.

She let them go, caressing Ritsu's breasts and sides as the moved her hands down, unhooking her skirt, pulling it off. She stepped back, parting Ritsu's legs slightly to get better access to her pussy. She rubbed Ritsu's sex through her matched polka-dotted panties, smiling as it slowly became damp. Ritsu moaned faintly in her sleep, stirring fitfully as her pussy lips swelled, sensual curves outlined in the damp cotton of her panties.

Tsumugi stood, pulling off her panties as she licked her lips in anticipation. Climbing up onto the bed, Tsumugi pulled Ritsu's bra completely off as she straddled her chest. She locked her knees on either side of Ritsu's ribs, laying her cock between Ritsu's breasts. Tsumugi sighed, biting her lip as she began to grind herself against Ritsu, her pussy leaving a thin trail of juice on Ritsu's chest. Tsumugi slid backward, dragging her cock through the glistening slick to lubricate it as she thrust against Ritsu's body.

Mumbling, Ritsu began to stir. She finally managed to slur "M-Mugi-chan, what's.... what's happening?"

Leaning down, Mugi whispered, "It's ok, Ritsu... you spilled some beer on you... we're just going to wash it off. Here," she said, cupping her arms on either side of Ritsu's head, watching her slack face, "Do you feel it... that nice, warm cloth," she said, stroking herself along Ritsu's chest.

"Oh... that's nice," Ritsu managed, her head rolling to one side as Tsumugi sat up, seizing the languorous girl's nipples again, pulling her breasts as close together as she could. She barely managing to squeeze them against the sides of her cock, and both she and Ritsu moaned, one in pleasure the other in pain.

Pinching both nipples together with one hand, Tsumugi took her cellphone off the table beside the bed. She opened it up and prepped the camera. This was a perfect opportunity to get some leverage to keep Ritsu quiet, if she needed it. Mio was so shy she could be cowed with just the threat of exposing their little tryst... but Tsumugi doubted Ritsu would be as accommodating.

She framed the shot carefully, snapping a couple of pics of the tip of her cock, protruding obscenely from Ritsu's breasts just under her chin. She made sure that her hands and legs weren't in the shot.. in the end, it wouldn't really matter, nobody would think they belonged to Tsumugi anyway. Tsumugi, however, wanted to leave the option in place of convincing Ritsu they belonged to someone else, just in case she ever needed to use Ritsu for something.

Smiling to herself, Tsumugi climbed onto the bed beside Ritsu's head, letting her shaft fall across her forehead with a meaty slap, amusing herself by twitching the muscles and slapping it several times against the ivory expanse below her bangs. Giggling, she spat on her fingers, slicking the saliva over the head of her cock. Gripping it by the base, she carefully streaked "idiot" across her forehead. She turned Ritsu's head so the glistening syllables reflected the lamplight and stood out clearly, laying her cock across Ritsu's lips before taking a few more pictures.

Still gripping her cock at the base, she bent over, speaking low in Ritsu's ear. "It's time to brush your teeth, honey, open up..."

"Huh..." Ritsu mummered "Oh... it's the pink one... my brush," she said, her voice garbled and slurred still.

"Oh, don't worry," Tsumugi laughed, "I've got a nice pink one for you... open wide."

Gently holding Ritsu's jaw open, Tsumugi slowly slid the head of her penis in. She moaned at the warmth engulfing her member as she thrust inside, short, hard strokes jabbing the head against Ritsu's cheeks, scrubbing it on her tongue. She watched it slide in, just the head at first, but then further and further as Ritsu opened her mouth. She jammed it in again and again, the head visible as it stretched the skin in Ritsu's cheek. Ritsu gagged and sputtered, trying to talk.

"Shhh.... it's ok," She hissed, holding Ritsu's jaw open, "Don't talk, don't bite down... it'll all be over in just a little while." Any reply Ritsu could have made was garbled around Tsumugi's thick cock. Ritsu's brought her arms up lethargically, flapping them ineffectually at Tsumugi, who took hold of one of Ritsu's hands. "Here, you can help," she said, guiding it to the base of her meat, "Just hold here."

Ritsu's grip was fairly feeble; she did little more than stroke at the base of Tsumugi's throbbing cock, which suited Tsumugi just fine. She took the time to snap a few more pictures as her thick shaft buckled as it pressed against the back of Ritsu's mouth. Spit bubbled around the intruding member leaving streamers of drool as Ritsu's breathing laboured.

Ritsu began to struggle against Tsumugi, though weakly, trying to turn her head. Tsumugi grabbed a hank of hair, holding her head still as she started to drive herself deeper into Ritsu's mouth. "Just hold on, Ritsu," she cooed softly, beads of sweat sliding slowly down her face, "It's almost over... just hold on."

Tsumugi was up on her knees now, her hips bucking as she drove the vein studded length of her cock into Ritsu's throat. Both of Ritsu's hands were scrabbling feebly to push Tsumugi free, one still gripping her shaft, as though by reflex, the other tangled in the thick bush of hair surrounding Tsumugi's paired genitals. Each grunting thrust of her cock was met with a gurgling protest as Ritsu writhed on the bed, her legs twitching feebly as she struggled to breath. Tsumugi was afraid that Ritsu might be coming out of her stupor, but she was too close to climax to really care.

"Here it is," She said, her pace quickening, "Here it is... it's almost over, get ready Ritsu," she chanted as she felt the surge of cum welling up at the base of her cock. With a shudder, she pounded home into Ritsu's throat, holding her cock in place as Ritsu gagged at the intrusion. Buried to the hilt, Tsumugi came with a shout, thick cum pouring into Ritsu's throat. Ritsu heaved again, and cum and mucus welled up, bubbling out her nose as Tsumugi pulled back, freeing Ritsu's throat. Coughing and sputtering, with pained tears running down her face, Ritsu gasped for air as Tsumugi milked the last few spurts of cum from her cock onto Ritsu's face.

"Mugi-chan... I swallowed some of the toothpaste," Ritsu managed to choke, her hand wiping drunkenly at her face, smearing spunk and spit across her cheek.

"There, there," Tsumugi whispered, patting Ritsu's hair even as she took more photos of Ritsu's cum-smeared face, "I'll help clean it up." Ritsu sighed as Tsumugi licked her chin, her cheeks, her lips of their slathered load of cum before kissing Ritsu full on the lips, her tongue twining with Ritsu's through a sea of sperm.

Laying beside the drugged, girl, Tsumugi gently patted her hair as Ritsu seemed to sleep. "Mugi-chan," Ritsu slurred eventually, "I'm... drunk.... gotta... gotta pee..."

"Oh," Mugi said, her eyes lighting up, "Oh, yes let's get you to the toilet."

Tsumugi got off the bed and peeled Ritsu's panties off. Piling up some pillows and blankets as the head of her bed, Tsumugi propped Ritsu up against them, bottom up.

"Feels.. weird," Ritsu whined, pussy twitching as she tried to hold back the flow of urine.

"It's ok," Tsumugi said sitting beside Ritsu, holding her upright, "You're a little dizzy... we're almost at the bathroom, just a little further," she urged. Her other hand, though, spread the lips of Ritsu's pussy, exposing the thin slit of her piss hole.

"Can't hold.... can't..." she whimpered before finally crying out, releasing a stream of yellow piss. Tsumugi fumbled wildly for her phone to catch this scene.

Tsumugi laughed, watching the yellow streamer arc up and splatter across Ritsu's forehead as she spluttered and tossed her head from side to side.

Tsumugi clicked her camera as fast it could go, taking in every humiliating drip from the curved arc of piss spraying from Ritsu's exposed pussy lips to the pooling stain around Ritsu's tear tracked face.

Ritsu's fountain of piss began to break up, weakening as her bladder emptied, and it left a trail of yellow pee that spattered on her chest and stomach before slowing to trickle that ran in rivulets down through her bush and along her belly.

Crawling on her knees, Tsumugi moved to straddle Ritsu's head. Taking her cock in hand, she moaned as she released her own bladder, the hot amber stream blasting out and splattering along Ritsu's stomach before she aimed it down, spraying piss across Ritsu's face, matting her hair down while she whined and gasped. Seizing Ritsu's jaw, Tsumugi tensed, shuddering as she fired the last of her bladder into Ritsu's mouth, clicking the last of her camera's memory full of Ritsu's piss smeared degradation.

Ritsu coughed, spraying a mist off piss as Tsumugi stroked her cock which was slowly regaining it's stiffness as she eyed the piss-spattered girl in front of her. She wanted to pry Ritsu's legs open and fuck her till dawn, but she resisted the urge. She didn't want Ritsu to suspect what had happened while she was drunk just yet. There would be time later to bring her all the way down.

"Eww... wet myself, Mugi-chan," Ritsu muttered, still well doped from the mix of booze and sedatives.

"It's ok, Ritsu," Tsumugi said, hooking Ritsu's arm over her neck, "We'll get you to the bathroom and wash you off again."

Half supporting, half dragging the nigh comatose girl with her, Tsumugi sat her on a stool propped against the wall as she drew a nice, hot bath. Hauling Ritsu to the tub, Tsumugi worked her legs over the side, dragging Ritsu with her before settling back with the drugged girl in her lap.

"There now," she cooed softly as Ritsu's head lolled back on her shoulder, "Isn't that nice?" Using a small pan, she scooped water up, pouring it down over Ritsu's head and chest, letting it wash away the traces of piss as it cascaded down through her hair and over her breasts.

Tsumugi's cock was still throbbing painfully, and she lifted Ritsu gently, letting it spring up between Ritsu's legs before setting her back down. Gently cupping Ritsu's breasts with her left hand, she took hold of her cock with her right, pulling it tightly up into Ritsu's slit, sliding it easily through the folds of her pussy. Soft sighs and the slosh of water were the only sounds in the room as Tsumugi thrust slowly up between Ritsu's legs.

Ritsu began to toss fitfully as Tsumugi pinched and teased her nipple, and she tried to clamp her thighs closed as she struggled with the strange heat she felt welling up inside her.

Tsumugi moaned as Ritsu's thighs clamped down around her cock, surrounding it in a tight soapy pillow. She began to stroke faster, thrusting her cock along the length of Ritsu's gash as she fondled her breasts lewdly.

Her thrusts slowly rolled them till they were resting on Tsumugi's hip. She pinned Ritsu to the side of tub with her body, sawing more forcefully into Ritsu's crotch between her thighs. Ritsu moaned softly, and Tsumugi whispered in her year, "Yes, you love that don't you. You love the feeling of a hard cock pounding away at you, don't you."

Ritsu didn't respond except to moan softly. Tsumugi soon abandoned her breast, moving her hand down to latch onto Ritsu's clit, pinching the hood and stroking it in time with her own thrusts. Ritsu tried to open her legs and get free, but Tsumugi hooked her free leg over the brunette's hip, clamping Ritsu's legs shut around her thrusting cock.

Each thrust and simultaneous frig of her swollen clit, brought a tiny moan from Ritsu as Tsumugi swam in the feeling, her bulging rod sliding in and out through the soapy gash of Ritsu's pussy lips.

Falling back again, Tsumugi increased her tempo, thrusting again and again through the wet gap of Ritsu's crotch. She pulled back the hood and folds of Ritsu's vagina, fingering it in rapid circles. She bit her lip as her orgasm built for the second time in as many hours.

Seizing Ritsu's engorged clit, she pinched it and tugged, making Ritsu squeal through her haze and come; body stretched taut, thighs clamped down tight on Tsumugi's thrusting shaft.

On her back, thrusting up through Ritsu's clenched legs, Tsumugi cried out guttural and wild as she came, her cock spurting half a dozen streamers of cum up to splatter across Ritsu's heaving chest.

Tsumugi's tense body relaxed, and she sagged, exhausted, into the water with Ritsu beside her. Gently, with deft and careful hands, she washed away the traces of her assault, gently wiping away every trail of cum, every streak of piss from the pair of them. Gently, she helped Ritsu out of the tub and dried her off.

"Mugi-chan," Ritsu said, "Why're we in the bath..." Still dazed, Ritsu seemed to be coming out of the deepest parts of her fugue.

"It's ok Ritsu," Tsumugi said, "We got drunk and spilled a bunch of the beer..."

"Oh..." Ritsu muttered, wavering unsteadily on the stool. "I feel.... strange. Hot."

"It's the bath," Tsumugi assured her, brushing her still damp hair gently before pulling it back in a loose ponytail "There, now.... I'm gonna put you down on the futon you got out for me," Tsumugi said, guiding the stumbling Ritsu back to the bedroom, "And then I'm gonna put the bedclothes through the laundry.. they're covered in beer."

"Lemme help," Ritsu tried to insist, collapsing face first into the pillow. "I can be a good helper," she muttered, muffled by the thick pillow.

"I'm sure," Tsumugi said soothingly, turning Ritsu's head to the side and covering her with a blanket, "But you just get some rest. I can take care of this."

"Thanks Mugi-chan," Ritsu muttered, "You're nice... I'm glad you... joined... band..." she finished, mostly, trailing off into a peaceful sleep, completely unaware.

"So am I," Tsumugi thought, scrolling through the obscene photos in her camera phone, "So am I.