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WARNING: This story contains Explicit Sex Scenes, Hetero Sex, Gay Sex, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Hardcore Sex, Drug Testing, and may be too much for timid readers!
Randolph "Randy" Oates gives in to an extremely wealthy widow, Sheila. She's a friend of his mother but they kept it a secret. Sex with her is amazing! A woman of experience, really.
Sheila is a cocaine addict and Randy sees this as an opportunity to earn his fortune from her knowing that she will eventually die from it. Being her boy toy and secretary, he writes a will that'll leave most of her wealth to him, her "supposed" fiance. He has squeezed in the will among the stack of documents for signing and has managed to have it signed by Sheila unnoticed.
Then, Sheila dies of substance abuse as Randy had predicted. Her will is about to be read and divided among the beneficiaries, the largest of which goes to Randy.
Obtaining her fortune, Randy lives a carefree life with lots sex and drugs. He tests some male drugs but in the process, accidentally gets overdosed! This overdose is going to give him the biggest change of his life.
Randy is now INTO men! He has turned into a homosexual and is loving his newfound sexuality. Is this a temporary side effect of the drug? Or a permanent turn about in Randy's life...?
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------THIS STORY IS ALSO KNOWN AS Guinea Pig
THIS IS THE FIRST BOOK OF THE "DRUG TESTED BY" SERIES, FOLLOWED BY "THIRST FOR DRUGS AND PLEASURE" BY AMY REDEK.
'I think I'm as randy as you are,' she said with a smile as she kissed me before pushing me onto the bed. Sheila was quickly onto the bed and straddled me, her eyes alight with anticipation as she moved up on her knees until she was over my thighs. Her hand then held my cock upright and rubbed the head between the lips of her sex before she lowered herself down onto it.
She was as wet as a Bank Holiday weekend. It slid in easily as she sank down till she was sitting on my thighs, squeezing me with her vaginal muscles as I throbbed away inside the heat of her body. I loved the way her tits bounced up and down as she began to ride me this way. It seemed a natural thing to do as I lifted my hands up and took both tits into my hands and massaged them as she literally fucked herself on my prick.
On returning to the house, I thanked Trevor as usual and went upstairs to our bedroom. I was shocked I must admit to actually see what I had predicted had happened, for there, on the carpet next to the dressing table, lay Sheila.
Her face was contorted and it made her look really ugly and I shuddered at seeing her like this. She was naked and had obviously snorted some powder for there were still some traces on the table top. I admit I had tears in my eyes as I knelt down beside her and put my finger up alongside her throat as I'd seen done on the television. I couldn't feel any pulse and her body was a bit on the cold side.
I couldn't stand to see her face like this, her eyelids half closed with just a shade of the eyeballs showing, nor could I let other people see her naked body like it was there on the carpet. I pulled a sheet off the bed and covered her face and body but kept her left hand free. Here I pulled off the wedding and engagement ring from her late husband and quickly went and retrieved the engagement ring that I had purchased and put this onto her finger. The other two rings I put into her jewellery box.
With this done, I picked up the inter-house phone and rung Trevor.
'Trevor,' I said when he picked up the phone, and putting a tremor into my voice spoke to him. 'Call the police. The doctor and an ambulance. Miss Sheila is... is dead."
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