Special Delivery

Dawn was startled by the sound of the doorbell in the middle of the afternoon. It was too early for pick-ups and she hadn't been called by any of her daycare parents. She hadn't heard the UPS truck pull up to the curb because it was "free time" and the children were playing loudly. She quickly made her way to the door and found herself looking at the tall, thin driver dressed in his "summer browns". That is, shorts and a short sleeve shirt. He was holding a clipboard, one of those new electronic ones that captured the recipient's signature onto memory.

"I have a delivery for Ms. Dawn Martin" he said, flatly. Dawn peered around him and saw a large box on a handcart. "What's this?" she said. "I didn't order anything".

"Don't know Miss", he said, eying her coolly and with the hint of a smile. "Maybe it's a birthday present or something?" he added cheerfully. That's odd she thought. How would he know I just had a birthday? She convinced herself that it was just a coincidence and returned her gaze to the outstretched arm holding the clipboard. His arms were long and athletic, the result of his lugging packages each day. I'd like to "lug his package" she said to herself, thinking about how much she needed to be fucked.

As she signed for the package, she tried to think of someone mentioning sending her a gift. She stepped aside and held the door open so the young man could lift the large box off the cart and move it into her house.

"It's heavy so it must be worth something." He said with a grin. "You be careful with this and don't hurt yourself on it." he offered as he walked back through the door. That was an odd comment, wasn't it, Dawn thought.

She pushed the package to one side and returned to her duties as daycare provider to the 8 children bouncing around the room. "All right you guys, it's almost time for nap time", she announced.

Nap time was the one quiet time of Dawn's day. She looked forward to the peace and quiet that it provided however briefly it lasted. It allowed her to sit and rest for a short while and have a moment to herself. At most, she was afforded 20-30 minutes of quiet time but sometimes the babies slept longer and she just allowed that. It was hard enough to keep an eye on the older kids who weren't quite school-age but when you had one or two crying babies; it was enough to push you over the edge.

Another reason Dawn liked nap time so much was that it was the only free time she had to masturbate. From the moment she rose to the moment her head hit the pillow exhausted, her day was a whirlwind of activity. By the time she got her own kids to bed, she was often too tired to make the effort. But the middle of the day was something different. She found that it gave her the energy she needed to finish her day with a smile on her face. She found herself subconsciously grinding her clit against the seam of her jeans in anticipation as she waited for her charges to quiet down.

Why am I so horny, she thought? It had only been a day or so since she'd "taken care of business" or TCB'd as she liked to call it. She had gotten that phrase from her friend Erica, who was always going on about some guy and his "business", meaning his cock. Erica was her slutty friend who worked at the local Ford dealer and was surrounded by horny young men dying to get into her panties. Erica often found herself in a compromising situation with some young stud's "business" in her mouth or pussy. Soon Dawn took to calling it taking care of business and often found herself humming that old rock and roll song from Bachman Turner Overdrive as she set about her plans to relieve her tension.

When the kids were finally quiet enough and all she heard on the baby monitors was quiet breathing, she slipped upstairs to the bathroom and locked the door. She knew she'd have to be quick if she was going to bring herself off a few times. A good day was having time to TCB and cumming. A great day was having a good fantasy to enjoy while doing this and making herself cum over and over. Her personal best with her favorite vibrator was five times but that was a long time ago and not likely to happen today. All she wanted to do was to come once (or twice!) and go have cup of tea before the kids woke up.

She reached into the back of the bathroom cabinet, behind the towels and felt her hand reach Whitey. Ahh, Whitey, her faithful companion. No one loved her like Whitey did. Dawn and Whitey had been close companions for many years. She had bought this electric vibrator while in high school and it soon became her favorite appliance. It was getting on in years and she feared what would become of her if it ever broke. She chuckled softly to herself as she pictured herself carrying a still Whitey into a vibrator repair store, to serious young men in white labs coats.

Dawn had masturbation down to a science, mostly out of necessity. She never knew if she was going to get 20 minutes of privacy or just 2. So, she didn't ever waste time with this task. She quickly unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them and her panties to the floor. She plopped herself down on the toilet seat lid and plugged Whitey into the wall socket beside her. She spread her knees as far apart as she dared and pressed the cold, plastic tool against her pussy and clicked the switch to on. The low, familiar hum of her favorite toy instantly sent a shiver up her back as she pressed it against her clit.

God I'm so horny today, she thought. But why? She found her mind wandering to images of naked men and women as she closed her eyes. Mmm, she thought, that's just the right spot. She held Whitey tightly against her pussy and began to feel that familiar sensation building. Whitey could ALWAYS make Dawn cum. Depending on her needs, sometimes she would allow the sessions to be long and slow, other times she would sprint to the finish and cum as fast as she could. Her personal best was a five-second orgasm, but that was on the receiving end of one of Erica's sales stud's tongues, and really didn't count.

She let her head roll back and found her right hand cupping her left breast. Oh GAWD, I need to cum, she thought. The thought of sexy young men ran through her mind when suddenly she saw the image of the UPS man in her doorway from thirty minutes earlier. He was so young, with such strong, sinewy arms. Ahh, now she knew why she was so wet when she pulled down her panties. She had been thinking of him and his cock since he had surprised her with his visit. She remembers wondering if he had an especially large package and if she could give him "the business". She clicked Whitey up to high and imagined herself dropping to her knees in front of the young man. She knew he wouldn't object to getting a bj in the open doorway of her home. She unzipped his fly and pulled out a semi-hard cock which soon grew to monstrous proportions. His cock had to be almost ten inches long as she tried to stuff it all into her mouth. She started to lick and suck the head of his cock as she cupped his balls.

Whitey continued to buzz away urgently between Dawn's legs as she enjoyed this fantasy. Suddenly, they were both naked as he stood in the open doorway. Her head bobbed up and down on the shaft of his cock as he lovingly fondled her tits. One of his hands found its way into her long hair and began to guide her head to suck his dick deeper and faster. She felt his sack tighten as he prepared to shoot his load. Dawn felt her own orgasm coming as Whitey did his job. Her pussy was now soaked and she felt herself sitting in a warm puddle of her own making. She dreamed about this too-large cock in her mouth as she pressed Whitey hard against her cunt. Just as the delivery man's cock began to spurt come deep into her mouth, Dawn felt the first wave of a powerful orgasm hit. It was like a convulsion and she practically winced as it took her breath away. She panted hard as she thought about her mouth filling up with his jizz and held her toy hard against herself until the second orgasm hit and then subsided. I needed that, she thought to herself. Wow. That was a good one.

She cleaned up Whitey and tidied up herself and made her way to the kitchen. She almost remembered the large package in the doorway when she heard a baby cry. Oops! Nap time is officially over. Back to work.

For the rest of that afternoon, her day was a blur. Between crying and fighting kids, dirty diapers, the phone and other distractions, Dawn was in hectic motion the whole time. When the first of her pick-ups arrived at her front door, she noticed the box for the first time again. Oh yeah, she thought, I still have to see what that is. She slid it more out of the way of the front door, to facilitate the foot traffic of the pickups. The nosy Moms and Dads were always sticking their noses into her home and getting overly chatty as they picked up Junior or Tabitha.

Eventually, the house quieted and Dawn got dinner prepared for her own kids. Then there was homework, baths, kitchen clean-up, family time and bedtime. She was exhausted when she finally flopped on the couch with a cold beer. She was about to click on the TV when she spotted the package for the third time today. "Oh Christ", she thought, and pulled herself back up.

As she dragged the heavy box into her living room, she grabbed a pair of scissors from her desk. "Let's see what this heavy thing is", she muttered aloud. She cut the tape on the seams of the box and removed the Styrofoam protecting her new possession. There, before her, lay a brown half-cylindrical object, with a power cord coming from one end and a controller. It resembled an ottoman but was too short for that. She reached into the box and pulled out the paperwork that lay to one side.

Congratulations! You're the owner on a brand new Symbian Love Master 3000. Think of this as your cushion to ecstasy!

She was stunned. She had heard of these before, had actually found pictures online of women riding these, even masturbated to them, imagining it was her in the photos, head thrown back in complete surrender. Who had sent this to her? She returned to the outside of the box for a clue, but there was

none.

She lifted the heavy device out of the box and put it on the living room floor. She unwrapped the plug and plugged it in, moving the box and packing materials to one side. She looked down at the vinyl covered bump and ran her fingers over it tentatively. She felt her pussy begin to moisten at the thought of this.

One end of the device had a raised edge, a bit like a saddle horn. She knew what this was for as she had seen the other women rubbing their pussies up against it. She picked up the heavy controller and looked at the push buttons, 1-10, giving 1 a push. It clicked smartly and a low hum began to emanate from the device. She felt it in the floor too, as she sat there studying this. She clicked the button numbered "2" and the hum got louder, stronger. She placed her hand atop the Symbian and felt the vibrations race through her hand and halfway up her arm. Wow! She pulled her hand back.

Fully dressed, she clambered aboard her new toy and sat down. Dawn momentarily considered the open curtains and the fully lighted room but dismissed it. She had no plans to make herself cum right here in front of her nosy neighbors. She clicked the first button again and felt the pleasant vibration between her legs. It was nice, like sitting in one of those massage chairs at Brookstone, in the mall, but not erotic. She scooched her cooch up against the front of the machine but felt little through her jeans.

She turned the machine up to 3, then 4 and the machine hummed louder and the vibrations became much stronger. There, now she was feeling something. The seam of her jeans was vibrating right across her clit and she couldn't resist the urge to press against it. "Mmm. That feels nice", she thought. She knelt there, enjoying the sensation, as the vibrations ran from her clit to her ass, making her butt cheeks tingle too. It was like having your ass rubbed while someone ate your pussy.

She could feel herself getting wetter and more aroused. She unbuttoned the front of her blouse and pushed up her bra so she could caress her breasts. Ah, that's better. Her other hand clicked the controller again and now the machine's strong current was running all the way through her body. She felt herself losing control, giving herself over to the machine as her pussy got wetter and wetter. She closed her eyes and imagined her last boyfriend beneath her, his cock deep inside of her. She licked her dry lips and imagined impaling herself over and over on his thick member. Soon the waves of pleasure began to overtake her as she ground her cunt against the upraised horn. She imagined herself pulling off of her lover, his cock sliding almost all the way out before she reversed direction, driving him deep into her pussy again.

She came quickly and soon after heard a noise from coming from one of her kid's rooms. She shut the machine off and fixed her clothes. She was breathing a little hard as she staggered to her feet. "Wow!" she thought, looking back at the machine, as she crossed the room. From their bedrooms, all she heard was quiet breathing. Phew! That was close!

Dawn returned the living room, gave a look out the window before giving the curtain cord a tug and gathered up her new present. She hefted it in two arms and carried it into her bedroom and laid it on her bed. What now, she thought?

As she slowly undressed, she gave thought to who might have sent this to her. She thought about her distant and former lovers, the horny daycare Dad who was constantly flattering her and wetting her pussy. He had wanted her to suck his cock while the kids were in the house and was always finding excuses to come around. Dawn let him feel her pussy once or twice and had rubbed his cock through his pants but that was it. She always had kids around, his, hers and she was on good terms with the man's wife and didn't want to fuck this up, no matter how much he wanted to fuck her. Still, he was a good candidate for this and she almost text-messaged him that night.

She unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down and then removed her blouse, still half undone from her fun in the living room. She stood in front of the oak framed full-length mirror and admired her body, in bra and panties. Her bedroom window and shades were open but she didn't concern herself with anyone looking. The closest house was a yard away and the angle was wrong for anyone to look into her room. She sometime imagined the neighbor man peeking at her as she lay on her bed but, by and large, it was almost impossible for anyone to see in, without standing on a ladder right outside her window.

Her breasts are large and she unhooked her bra for the first time today, letting them fall free. It was such a relief to have them out in the air. She cupped them and held them straight out to her reflection. "Damn! These are some tig ol' bitties." She loved the way they looked and the way they felt in her hands. She reached down and pushed her panties to the floor and looked at her pussy. It was a little red where her jeans had been rubbed by the Symbian but, otherwise looked okay. She was still wet from her orgasm and slipped a finger between her lips and felt her own lubrication. Dawn took two fingers now and spread her pussy open and looked at it in the mirror. It was glistening and pink and she imagined putting on a show for a male suitor. Her fingers slipped easily inside and she gasped.

Dawn turned around and looked at the Symbian on her bed. She'd already cum three times today and didn't want to be greedy but....She walked across the room, found an available plug outlet near her bed and repositioned the Symbian so she could see out her window. She liked to imagine that some stud was out there watching her, beating off at the sight of her masturbating. This was a regular fantasy, when she TCB'd in bed. She'd leave all the lights on, lie on her back, with her legs wide apart and use multiple vibrators and dildos while she fantasized. She loved to think how her sex had control over men. She'd known for some time what men will do at the sight of her pussy. They became sex-crazed animals, unable to control their instincts, usually masturbating at the sight of it.

A favorite theme of Dawn's was a man in the closet or the man outside her window watching her have sex. Dawn was a bit of an exhibitionist and would often stand before her windows at night, daring someone to watch her. She got off on knowing that the sight of her voluptuous, womanly body made men stiffen in their pants. One whiff of her cunt and they were hers, doing whatever she demanded. She delighted in the memory of past lovers who she made fuck her in front of open windows.

As she switched on the Symbian for the second time today, Dawn thought of her favorite fantasy, being fucked from behind, standing up, tits pressed against the glass of a hotel window before potentially hundreds of voyeurs. She would hold her arms above her head, palms flat against the window, so they could get a good look at her, as her hips rode a cock that fucked her hard, pressing her body against the cold glass. Her nipples stiffened at the thought and her hand found its way between her legs.

She turned around and fished through the box the Symbian came in and found a smaller box, tucked into a corner. As she opened it, a packet of lube fell onto the floor as she stood looking at several pink phallic attachments. The largest of all was a large pink cock, at least 10" long. She trembled at the sight of this and immediately selected it for attaching to the machine. It covered the little horn and clicked right into place. She tore open the tiny packet of lube and lovingly rubbed it on the full length of the plastic dong. She immediately thought of the last hand-job she had given and how the recipient had come all over her tits. That was fun! She enjoyed licking the cum off herself and sucking her own nipples.

The remainder of the lube found its way to her ready pussy, already warning up to the thought of this new experience. She straddled the Symbian and turned it right up to five. No sense fucking around now, she thought. She knew what the machine was capable of and wanted to have one last orgasm before she dropped off to sleep.

She slid herself forward until the plastic phallus appeared to be growing from between her own legs. She laughed inwardly at the sight, thinking how much bigger "her" cock was, than the last one she had sat on. Her fingers traced the tip and she pressed her clit against its shaft. The sensation was delicious! She felt a shudder run up her back. Dawn found that she could slide her cunt up and down the long length of cock by leaning back and throwing her hands behind her onto the bed. She did this for a bit, savoring the size of the synthetic man, loving how her pussy was getting wetter and wetter.

Soon she was grinding up against the cock feeling the urge to have it deep inside her. She lifted her hips and in one swift motion, thrust herself hard onto it. Sparks exploded behind her closed eyes as the giant cock crashed into the back of her cunt. Never had she had such a large toy inside of her. She winced slightly and lifted her hips again to relieve the pressure. Then she started a rhythmic fucking and soon was taking the entire length gladly.

She imagined a stranger standing outside her window watching her fuck and found herself even more aroused. Her hands squeezed her breasts as she rode the giant dick. The vibration between her legs was almost unbearable. As before, Dawn soon found her riding the crest of an unstoppable orgasm. She gave herself over to it and felt herself release a gush of her own cum. The added lubricity just added the enjoyment as she slowed her pace. Her cunt was sloppy with her own juices and she giggled at the sqooshy noises that it made. She clicked off the Symbian and collapsed backwards onto her bed, quickly falling asleep.