Not as planned

Cara enters the house, dressed in an oversized white shirt that hung off her skinny frame and the tiniest jean shorts you've ever seen. She leaves her her suitcase by the front door as Margot leads her to the kitchen.

Invisible, and still only wearing a shirt, you follow them, keeping a safe distance. The girls are genuinely excited to see each other and Margot pops open a bottle of red wine as they chat about their latest adventures and gossip. It's a while before Margot brings up the subject of sex.

"So, I have a guy over. Do you want to have a threesome?" Margot asks.

"What? You've had a guy over here all this time and you're just now bringing it up? Where is he hiding? I know we made out the last time we got drunk together, but I've never been with a girl before..." Cara says.

"He's... somewhere. Come on, it'll be fun!" Margot begs.

"I don't know... this is weird. Maybe we can revisit the subject after a few more drinks," Cara says, trying to redirect the conversation.

Sensing her friend's unease, Margot doesn't press her any further, switching the topic to talk about her upcoming film.

Seeing that things might not go as planned, you start to devise an alternative. You leave the girls and return to Cara's suitcase. Opening it, you find a bunch of clothes, untidily packed, as though Cara had just grabbed them off the floor and thrown them into the suitcase. You rummage through the clothes and find some random objects: a hairdryer, make up kit, a vibrating dildo, and some sleeping pills.

You grab the sleeping pills and return to the kitchen just as Margot opened another bottle of wine. Very quickly, while Cara's not looking, you drop several of the pills into her glass. Luckily, the deep scarlet color of the wine hides the pills enough as they dissolve, and Cara is already a little drunk after the first bottle, so she doesn't notice.

You go back to the living room and wait for the pills to take effect. It looked like the pills were prescription strength, so it wouldn't take too long. Indeed, about twenty minutes later you hear the girls' voices as they make their way to the staircase leading upstairs. Margot has to support Cara as she stumbles around, clearly affected by the pills and ****. You wait an additional ten minutes before you make yourself visible and make your way up the stairs.

It's completely quiet on the upper floor, and you walk down the hall, past what looks like Margot's bedroom. Nobody is in there so you continue walking until you find the door at the end of the hall which is ajar. Walking in, you see Margot sitting on the edge of a bed next to Cara. The Englishwoman is sprawled across the bed and not moving except for the gentle rise and fall of her chest.

Margot looks at you when you walk in.

"Sorry, I couldn't talk her into a threesome, but it looks like she's out cold. I guess she can't hold her ****," Margot says, sounding disappointed at not being able to carry out your instructions.

"It's okay, you tried," you say, touching Margot's cheek affectionately. "Come, help me with her clothes."

Without objection, Margot goes to the other side of the bed and pulls Cara's shirt off easily. The simple black bra the Englishwoman is wearing comes off easily when Margot unclips the front clasp. On your side, you unbutton Cara's jean shorts and pull it off her hips, revealing a cleanly shaved pussy.

Spreading Cara's legs, you climb onto the bed and slap her a face a few times to see if she'll wake up. Not a stir. Margot sits down, propping Cara's head up onto her thighs, and starts to stroke the model's hair. Giving yourself a few warm up strokes, you forcefully insert your cock into Cara's pussy. It's a little dry, but you soldier away and give it a few thrusts until you feel her body responding to you. She may be out cold, but her pussy is still warm and moist.

For the next few minutes, you silently hump your hips against Cara's. Fucking someone who's not conscious is not as fun as you thought it would be, but you still enjoy it. Margot hasn't said a word as she watches you fuck her friend. Occasionally she reaches down to massage Cara's breasts and pinch her nipples. The model starts to moan softly, though still deeply asleep, and you grab her slim waist and fuck her faster until you can't hold any longer and cum inside her. As you deposit your cum, you slap her face a few more times, this time harder and leaving red marks on her face. She still doesn't wake up, so you pull out and collapse next to her.