FREE SEX STORY

	BY SPECIAL DELIVERY by Diane Lubell A late-night online shopping spree leads to a dazzling array of sex toys showing up at Diane's door. And better yet, they're in the arms of a muscular deliveryman who is only too happy to ensure she's satisfied with her order It all started with a simple pink vibrator. I bought it on a lark, while at an adult bookstore when I was in college, and ended up burning it out. That's the thing you learn about vibrators-they wear out rather quickly. The other thing you learn is that rechargeable batteries are a great investment, because a pair of AA batteries can run down after only two or three lengthy masturbation sessions. I now consider myself somewhat of an authority on vibrators, dildos, butt plugs, nipple toys and other implements of self-pleasure. And I owe it all to the Internet and a certain sexy deliveryman. I graduated college with a degree in illustration and lived in the city for a while afterward, freelancing for various book companies and magazines. Although I loved the work, I hated living in the city, holed up in a one-bedroom apartment and sharing my walls with people on either side. Then I inherited my grandfather's place in the Arizona desert, far from the suburban sprawl. It's a simple adobe structure that is miles away from the nearest town. I've added modern luxuries like air-conditioning, a satellite dish and a computer hookup, but it's a remote location. I can go for days without seeing anyone, and that suits me fine. I draw and paint and enjoy communing with jackrabbits and saguaro cacti. Of course, living alone in the desert is not the best way to meet men. I have a very healthy libido and did not plan on living a life of celibacy. Occasionally I'd drive a few hours into Scottsdale or Phoenix for the weekend and hook up with a guy, but that wasn't enough. Masturbation, of course, scratched my itch, but fingers didn't always do the trick. My trusty pink vibrator gave me that necessary extra oomph that provided me with some very powerful orgasms. One day, old pinkie died on me. No cajoling could get him to hum and vibrate the way he used to. I was disconsolate. I had taken a luxurious bath, lit some candles and climbed into bed with the latest issue of Variations, but pinkie let me down. I settled for rubbing my fingers against my clit while pinching my nipples with the other hand until I came, but it just wasn't the same. I figured I'd have to take a trip into the city and visit one of those erotic boutiques to replace him, but then my eye wandered toward my iMac, sitting on my desk. Living in a remote area, I had learned that you can buy almost anything on the Internet-books, compact discs, furniture, clothing, even food. Certainly I could find a website that offered vibrators for sale. Sorting through all the sites took a few hours. My eyes must have been as large as saucers as I soaked in everything that was available. Though intrigued by all the possibilities, I concentrated on dildos and vibrators. I couldn't believe the variety of sizes, shapes and colors. Some of them were realistic depictions of outstandingly beautiful cocks, complete with veins. Others were smooth but impossibly large, as big as those flashlights that cops carry around. I couldn't imagine stuffing one of those into my pussy, so I ordered a more realistic toy described as a "cyberskin cock with balls." The blurb stated that it represented a significant advance in dildos. The latex on the surface was supposed to feel like real skin, with two firm, defined balls embedded in the base. The result was a dildo that felt remarkably like a real erection. I chuckled to myself thinking that someone somewhere was writing copy for this site, and I wondered whether they got to test the products. The Vibrating Cyber Cock cost forty-six bucks, and with just a few clicks it was on its way to me. In a few days I heard the sound of tires on my dirt driveway. I live so far off the main road that when I hear a car, I know it's either hopelessly lost or coming to visit me. I was painting, so I readied myself for my visitor. I peeked out the window and saw that it was the familiar dark brown truck of a national delivery service. My cyber cock was here! I was also surprised by the sight of the person who strode purposefully up to my front door. Until then it had always been the same woman who delivered my packages. But not this time. This was a man. And a very attractive one, at that. He was over six feet tall, with broad shoulders and great legs, evident by the cute shorts that those delivery guys wear. When I opened the door he blatantly looked me up and down, sizing me up. His gaze had more than the hint of a bad boy in it. I said nothing but stood there and let him look while I drank in the size of his forearms, tattooed and as large as a baseball slugger's. "Delivery," he said unnecessarily. "What happened to Penny?" I asked, wanting to initiate conversation with this god of special delivery. "Don't know," he said. "But I've got this route now." I took the package from him and signed for it. "Well, you'll be seeing a lot of me," I said. It must have been the prospect of the new dildo that made me flirtatious. "I get a lot of packages." Making a point of looking at the return address on the box, my new hero said, "Great. I'm Jared. And this company makes some wicked stuff." With that, he smiled like a movie star, turned and trotted back to his truck. I looked down at the box in panic. There was nothing about it that screamed "Sex Toy!" But there was the discreet name of the company. Clearly, Jared knew what it was. I was equal parts mortified and incredibly turned on. I watched the truck drive off, spitting up desert sand as it did, and when it was out of sight I tore open the box. The dildo was a thing of beauty, six inches long, with a very silky texture, but incredibly firm. The balls were very lifelike, as well. I've always loved playing with a man's balls. Some talc came with the toy "to maintain its silky texture," as well as a small bottle of lubricant. I got my rechargeable batteries and popped them into the little remote control that was attached to my new cock. Now I was all set. I performed my usual routine-drawing myself a hot bath with lavender bath salts, putting some Enya on my CD player, lighting a dozen or so candles and slipping beneath the hot water. I shaved my pubic hair down to just a small tuft on my mound, which always makes me feel extra sexy and slippery. Then I toweled off and got into bed, on top of crisp and cool linen sheets. I was incredibly horny. I took my new toy and turned it on. It hummed with a sound that can only mean an orgasm is on the way. I coated it with lube and began running it across my stomach. It felt so much nicer than old pinkie, which was made out of the same kind of plastic that Barbie Dolls are made out of. No, my new friend "Cyber" was much softer and silkier, and it made me giggle as it tickled my aroused flesh, which quickly broke out in goose bumps. I ran the dildo across my tits, and my nipples immediately stood at attention. Then I moved it down to my thighs. I was breathing heavy, in rhythm with the Celtic strains of Enya coming from my stereo, and moved the vibrator closer to my wet cunt. I closed my eyes and slid it up and down my pussy lips, and I almost jumped out of bed, the sensation was so acute and so fucking amazing! I held on, though, and continued to play with myself. When I couldn't stand the tease any longer I pulled apart my labia and pushed just the cockhead inside. I lowered the vibration speed, concentrating on the feeling of fulfillment as the dildo nestled comfortably between my vaginal walls. As I fucked myself with the new toy, I enjoyed the sensation of the balls nudging my perineum. Then, ready to blast off, I turned the vibration back on and nearly blacked out. It was the best orgasm I'd ever given myself-heck, it may have been the best orgasm I ever had! I think I experienced multiple orgasms, because just as one ended it seemed like another one began. All I know is that a few minutes later I was completely immobile with Cyber purring softly in the puddle of liquid between my legs after being ejected from my pussy with a powerful contraction. If that one toy could be so wonderful, what other fun treats did that online catalog have to offer? Besides, I wanted Jared back at my door again, and soon. A few days later I logged on and paged down to have another look, my mind awhirl with the possibilities. I saw several butt plugs offered. My experience with anal sex was minimal, and the cute five-inch vibrating plugs intrigued me. I ordered a small one for only sixteen bucks. What else? I bought something that looked like a dental instrument, but said it would allow me to better explore my G-spot. I also decided to throw caution to the wind and buy a larger dildo. The one I put in my shopping cart was nine inches long and two inches in diameter. If that didn't satisfy me, nothing would. Except perhaps Jared, of course. A few days later my knight in a chocolate-brown uniform walked up to my door with a knowing grin on his face. This time I was ready for him, wearing a pair of Daisy Dukes and a t-shirt that was about a size too small, with no bra. I figured there was no need for subtlety. Very professionally he handed me my package, which was bigger than a breadbox, and stood there, still smiling. It was a typically hot day, well over a hundred degrees, so I did the only sensible thing and invited him in for a drink. "I thought you'd never ask," he said, brushing past me as I held the door open for him. Jared sat down with a cold bottle of soda and luxuriated in the air-conditioning. He didn't know where to look, so he decided to be entranced by my wiggling toes. As much a smooth operator as he thought he was, he was letting me dictate the terms. "Shall we see that I got everything I ordered?" I asked him. "Then you can take it back if they sent something I did not want." "That sounds like a great idea," he said, his voice thick with lust. I opened the box and pulled out the goodies. His eyes lit up as I removed each one. "Yep, everything's here. Butt plug, huge dildo . . . and what's this?" The company I order from throws in a few free condoms with every purchase. "This is thoughtful, isn't it?" Jared licked his lips. His erection was plainly visible under his tight shorts. "Shouldn't you make sure you're satisfied with your purchases before I leave?" That did it. With all pretense out the window, I practically leaped into his lap, our lips coming together in a mind-bending kiss. I groped for his cock as he pulled my t-shirt up to my neck, exposing my tits to his fondling. Then he took his mouth away from mine and fastened his lips around my nipple, sucking hard. We fell to the floor, and somehow I shimmied out of my shorts and t-shirt and in a flash was naked. His shorts were down around his knees and his cock was out. It was almost as large as my new dildo, and beautiful to behold. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and he let out a deep, low groan. As I started to suck him, he ripped open the package that held the dildo. The toy was black and shiny, and he held it in his hand as he questioned me with his eyes. I answered by moaning around his cock. Jared reached down and fingered my wet pussy. Sensing I was ready, he inserted the plastic cock inside me. I was practically delirious, as I was tasting a real cock while another one was filling my cunt. Jared smiled dreamily, sliding the dildo in and out while I sucked on him. I played with his balls as I swirled my tongue around his cockhead. Never before had I been filled up like this, and I was careening wildly toward orgasm. Turns out Jared was, too, because I felt his balls tighten. He began to pant and then pulled out of my mouth to squirt his sweet come all over my tits. Then when he was done he got between my legs and licked my clit, still fucking me with the dildo. I rubbed his warm cream into my skin and then licked my fingers clean. When I came, I swear I saw stars. When we regained our senses I asked Jared if he wanted to play some more. He looked at his watch, then gave a "what the fuck" shrug and pulled off the rest of his clothes, following me as I walked naked into my bedroom. We opened the butt plug package. I told him I had never had more than a finger up my ass, he said that was about to change. I got on my knees and he licked and kissed my ass, spending a generous amount of time there. Then he took the plug, coated it with lube and inserted it. It felt really nice as he slid it in and out. Then Jared said he knew what would feel even better. I looked back and saw he was hard again. He got on his knees and pressed his dick against my pussy until it popped inside me. Now I had a cock in my pussy and a plug up my ass. I gripped the sheets in my fists as I reeled with bliss. I felt so decadent, so deliciously naughty, and I wondered what my old boyfriends would think if they saw me now. I remembered the times I'd heard about double penetration, and I fantasized about two men doing this to me. It wasn't quite the same, but it was damn close. Jared fucked me like a bull, the persistent plug clinging in my asshole. As he pounded into me, he gave me a few smacks on my ass and I gasped. I was edging toward another powerful orgasm, which ignited when I felt Jared's cock pulse and then release a load of hot come deep inside my body. Jared took a quick shower and apologized that he had to get back to his route. I told him I'd see him again soon, and I did. I went back to the computer and ordered more items that very day. It got to be a regular pattern. I'd order sex toys, and when Jared would make his delivery we'd try them out together. When he saw my address on his manifest he'd make sure I was his last delivery of the day. If he ever got in trouble for spending so much time at my house, he never let on. In fact, I knew little about him. All we shared was a love for goodies and a powerful lust. Eventually we went online together and he suggested other things for me to get. At Jared's recommendation, I tried some nipple toys, a pair of clamps on a gold chain. Even a slight tug on them would make my tits come alive with a combination of pain and pleasure that made my head spin. I'd be on my back, my feet perched on Jared's shoulders, and he would fuck me while tugging on the chain. When I screamed that I was coming, he'd yank the clamps off and it felt like I had a live wire connected directly from my nipples to my clitoris. There wasn't much we didn't try. Massage lotions, mint tree soap, honey dust, candy panties (Jared thought they tasted like fruit roll-ups), anal beads, ben-wa balls and, of course, every type of dildo and vibrator we could find. We branched out a bit and indulged Jared's taste in lingerie by logging on to the Victoria's Secret website. I bought a few frilly items of lingerie, and when I tried them on for him, he wet wild. One afternoon I wanted to try something different, so I ventured to a different part of my favorite website for some toys just for Jared. Everything I'd purchased so far had been for use on or inside me. I thought I would turn the tables on him, and stumbled upon a page of cock toys. I made a large order and sat back and smiled. Jared would get quite a surprise when he made his next delivery. He showed up as usual, a big grin on his face as he held the latest box. I showed him in, wearing nothing but a robe. I told him that this was going to be his day in the sun, and to get naked and stretch out on the bed. Then I opened the box, pulled everything out and got all the items ready. First I used was what was called a ball separator harness. It was three strips of black leather connected to each other. There was one long strip, another medium one perpendicular to it, then a third that was parallel to the first. As Jared watched with a slight look of bemusement, I attached the long strip around his cock, the shorter one separating his balls. It had snaps on it so it could be adjusted, and once I snapped it into place Jared's balls bulged out. He squirmed a little bit as I licked that tempting package. The constriction around his cock made it harder than ever, and I spent a good while playing with it, scratching with my nails and licking up and down the shaft. Then I pulled out my nipple clamps and put them on Jared. He couldn't believe what I was doing, but didn't protest. He held his breath for a moment, growing accustomed to the mild pain now emanating from his chest, but since his hard-on throbbed even more, I figured he was enjoying himself. Then I sprang my last surprise on him. I had come across a butt plug called "Buddy" that was designed especially for stimulating the prostate. I held it up for him and coated it with lube. His eyes got real wide and he started to say something, but I guess the expression on my face changed his mind. In any event, I slathered lube on his asshole so that it was extremely slick and then inserted Buddy into Jared's anus. He gulped loudly and I asked him if he was all right. "Fine. I'm fine," he said. His breathing was short and rapid, but his cock was gloriously erect. I took some more lube and dribbled it all over his erection. Then I began stroking it the best way I knew how while fucking him in the ass with the new toy. I twisted my hand around his cockhead as I stroked, making him twitch. With Buddy securely in his resting place, I wrapped both hands around Jared's shaft and pumped slowly. His face was a mask of ecstasy. I was having a great time, too, admiring my handiwork. He looked so sexy, wearing those clamps and the ball harness, and with a butt plug up his ass. I stroked Jared until he was on the brink of climax, then backed off and started all over again. At any time he could have thrown me on my back and fucked the stuffing out of me, and I wouldn't have stopped him, but he was a good sport and let me have my fun. Besides, I think he was really getting off on relaxing and letting me be in charge for a change. Finally I just had to straddle him, filling my cunt with his ready-to-burst cock. Buddy was still in Jared's ass, and as I rode him I reached around and wiggled it against his prostate. He reared up at this, his pelvis smacking against my ass. Jared bucked so hard he almost threw me clear, but I hung on like a rodeo cowgirl, riding out my orgasm. Today I could practically open my own sex toy store. I've ventured out and had other lovers besides Jared, but he's still my number-one co-experimenter. Every time I hear that truck come down my drive I feel like a switch is thrown inside me. In fact, I think I hear it now. - JOIN NOW FOR MORE STORIES LIKE THIS! -

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