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Chapter 9 by Blackhand Blackhand

Do you do anything else while high on Gud Gurl?

For Now, Nothing Crazy

You walked through the door of your small home. After helping her for some time, Sarah had suggested that since you seemed so ought of it, that you go home and get some rest. That also seemed like a good idea, so you started back home. Strangely, you found yourself perfectly capable of operating your car, even with the **** in your system.

By, the time you arrived home, it had already been more then two hours since you'd first went down on your knees and taken Gud Gurl. The effect was not quite as potent as it had been at the start. Or perhaps you'd gotten used to it. But, you still walked as if you were on a cloud.

"Rune?" your sister, Arpa, called out to you from the kitchen table as you entered. She had her text books out and was still studying for her finals. She always had a harder time with it then you did.

"Heyyyyy." You sighed with a smile. Arpa frowned.

"You okay, Rune?"

"Oh yeah. Yeah. Definitely." You giggled slightly.

"Well, what's going on with your knees? They're all banged up!" Arpa she giggled back. "I didn't know you had a boyfriend~."

"Oh." You stare down dumbly at your knees. "Oh. He he. No. No boyfriend. I just fell earlier. Yeah."

"Hmmm." Arpa put the tip of her pencil to her lips. "Okay. Well, if you say so. By the way, can I convince you to help me study later? You went through all these classes already. And what good is having the wunderkind for a sister if you don't get special treatment?"

You frowned slightly. Were you doing something wrong? It sounded like she'd said that.

"You think I should help you?" You asked.

"Well yeah," She giggled. "It would help me a ton!"

"Oh. Okay! Sure!" You smiled warmly. She was right, of course. With your help, she'd have no trouble with the exams. "Just tell me when you want my help, okay?"

Aftewards, you returned to your room and threw yourself down on the bed. Your clothes still itched, so you tore at them, throwing them off. In your haste to get your shirt off, you accidentally pulled off one of the buttons. Finally, able to just enjoy your body, you set to work using your hands to quench the shouldering fire between your legs.

But, even after your first orgasm subsided, you weren't satisfied. You must have spent hours more just laying about in bed, either frigging yourself stupid or furiously searching through your favorite erotica links. When it was done, you were lying in a disheveled naked heap on the soaked sheets. Your hair had become disheveled and was spread about everywhere. In a word, you were a mess.

A long feminine groan slipped through your lips. This felt so good. The glow of the **** were fading from your system. Though a pleasant little buzz in the back of your head lingered longer. It kept your worries away, though it made rising from bed too much an exertion to be worth bothering with.

Your thoughts turned to your first experience with the ****. It was really clear how something like this could become addicting. You'd never felt so much pleasure in your life. Even when you'd been making a fool of yourself in your sloppy haze, you hadn't cared at all. Was that what it was like living without worry? Just for the moment.

You smiled softly. Everything had gone exactly like you had planned. Perhaps there was still some doubt if you should do this. Even as you thought about it, there was an urge to find someone to ask if this was a good idea. But, the Gud Gurl had faded enough that you recognized where that impulse came from.

A dark thought crossed your mind. When you'd been on the Gud Gurl, you'd been so suggestible. What if Jake hadn't left. What if he'd decided to exploit you while you were so helpless? The thought made you return your hands to your poor, abused clit.

But, before you had much of a chance to start, you heard a voice from downstairs. Arpa was calling you down to help her with her studies. You groaned. You really shouldn't have agreed to that. But, it would help her grades...

With a defeated sigh, you rose from bed and went looking for replacement clothes. There would be more chances to enjoy yourself in the future, after all.

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