‘Ah, I love this song,’

I turn up the volume and step out of my summer dress, belting out the lyrics along Bruce Springsteen’s epic 'Dancing in the dark.'

Liberated in my undressed state, I channel the dance moves from the original music video. Enacting my own live show. When I see my reflection in the mirror, my shoulders and hips sway as I move towards it. Snapping my fingers to the beat. In front mirror, it evolves into a sexy stripper number to remove my last item of clothing, my purple knickers. I bend over, arch my ass up, and slowly wiggle the dainty garment down my legs.

'Where's my cock when I need it,' slips into my mind, imagining my husband's lustful gaze upon my exposed derriere. Still in the bent down position, my head close to the floor, I notice a man standing in the doorway of my bedroom. 

My mind freezes and adrenalin fear sweeps through me as I have no idea who he is.

'What is he doing here? What am I going to do?' Anxious thoughts whirl through my mind.

But I near immediately sense that he is not a threat. 

He looks more shocked than me. His mouth is slowly moving open, as if he has seen a ghost. He tries to mouth something, incoherently, while I come to my senses.

And for a reason only God knows, I remain in my bent-over pose. There is lust in his eyes. And it sends a pulsating ache through me. And then, I hear these words blurt out of my mouth.

"Well, are you just going to stand there, or are you going to fuck me?"

 'Oh my God, did I just say that?' my mind screams at me.

 As he walks closer, I recognize the Amazon logo on his shirt.

 'Oh, shit, I forgot about that,' when it dawns on me that there is a scheduled delivery today. I must have left the front door open.

But it is too late. Amazon Guy is unbuckling his belt already. He is quite handsome, I notice, with thick dark hair and piercing blue eyes. 

"Take it off and lick my ass," comes the deliberate instruction from somewhere inside me. 

'What the hell are you doing?' My conservative right brain questions the spoken words.

I can hear myself, but it is as if someone else is doing the talking. I watch how he kicks off his shoes, drops his khaki chinos on the floor and pull his golf shirt over his head. He's only wearing his socks and a pair of white briefs. He looks young, maybe mid-twenties or so, and he's built like a Spartan god. 

 'Fuck me, he is beautiful!'

"I said, take it ALL off!" I hear myself hiss at him.

 I remain in my bent-over pose, looking back at him from behind my legs.

He drops his underwear and his magnificent cock sling out of its holding. There is a throbbing that aches into my clit and I feel a wet dribble run down the back of my leg.

"Now get on your knees and eat my ass," my mouth barks again.

‘What the fuck are you saying? You’ve never had your ass eaten out!’ My brain retaliates once again hearing the shocking words being uttered.

He strides up to me and drops to his knees. A pulsating shock runs through my being when he places his hands on my ass and spread my cheeks wide open. His face disappears as I feel a warm tongue dart into my butt hole, making my legs spasm and having to hold on to the chair in front of me in fear of falling over.

‘Oh my God! That is so hot!’

"Aaaah, yes blue eyes, that's it," I hear the purring coming from my lips, "Now eat my pussy!"

I feel his tongue thrust into me, then run it over my tender clit, causing it to shoot sharp shocks into me. 'Oh my god, that feels so good,' whirls through my mind as he plunges his fingers inside my dripping cunt.

The bent-over position has become uncomfortable and I abruptly stand up for the first time. I turn around slowly and face my naked concubine. He grabs my head with both his hands and pulls me into him, his delicious tongue coated with my sweet nectar.

'Oh, how sublime you are,' my thoughts flow freely while I run my fingers over his chiselled stomach. His hands are all over me, groping at my ass and pinching my nipples between his fingers. Electric pulsations spread throughout my body, buzzing with sexual energy.

"Stop!"  

The snarling bitch voice pours out of my mouth again, shoving him off me.

"Who gave you permission to kiss me like that?” I slap him across his face. He looks at me with a stunned expression, but does not say a word.

“Get up on that chair," I hear my voice command, pointing to my wood frame, vanity-table chair, and fold my arms as I watch him awkwardly climb up on it.

He looks reasonably uncomfortable, covering his swollen prick with both hands.

"Put. Your hands. Behind. Your back," the bitch voice snarls each word at him.

Amazon Guy puts his hands behind his back, opens his stance, and stands erect.

'Like the God of Cock,' I think to myself as I step up to him.

His deliciously looking hung phallus is right in front of my face, twitching in excitement. I open one hand and clasp my thumb and index fingers around the base of his thick prick and push down. My fingers can’t even reach around it. My lips mount the massive head, feeling his blood gushing against my fingers as his manhood swells into my mouth.

My head drops down onto him to suck his entire, throbbing cock down my throat, gagging at his size. I have to pull my clasped hand back to dislodge him and use both hands to twist and rotate around his shaft, working his thick cock in and out of my dick-hungry mouth. His sweet pre-cum coats my tongue and mixes with my saliva, making wet, squishing sounds as I mouth fuck his beautiful cock.

I can hear Amazon Guy’s moans above it all. Two hair-filled fists groping my head and eagerly slamming my face onto his engorged erection.

"Get down," I demand when I abruptly pull his pulsing prick from my mouth. He is bulging hard and I need this big dick inside my aching pussy. Now!

"Sit," I instruct, and push him down onto the chair. I swing my one leg over his lap and mount his erection as bring myself down onto his lap. 

"Aaaahh," an ecstatic moan escapes me as his girth stretches my throbbing pussy, sliding down onto him until my pubic bone grinds against him.

 "Look at me," I demand and grab his hair with one hand, pulling his head back so he can look me in my eyes when I rise, feeling his gargantuan girth drag my pussy walls down with it. I thrust my hips down again, quivering when his hot rod fill me up. 

‘Oh my God, I’ve never felt so stuffed.’

Once my soaking, strained pussy settles around him, I start striding up and down the full length of his shaft. My wet cunt liberally seeping down the sides of his veined erection.

His hands grip my butt, lifting me and then slamming me down onto him.

‘This must be fuck-heaven!’

My orgasm is building rapidly, with this magnificent dick relentlessly fucking in and out of me. My clit is lit up, like a dancing flame stroking against it every time I am thrust down onto him. His eyes are watching me, closing as I come down and opening when I lift: his mouth open, his breathing heavy and increasingly intensifying.

I'm so close. I feverishly fuck faster and faster. My orgasmic eruption explodes when his thick dick shoots hot cum into me. I keep riding him, hard and fast. My orgasm shudders through me, continuing ripples that make me see stars until I let out one loud, last groan and fall forward against his chest.

I need a moment. Just to regain my composure. Both of us breathing heavily. Both of us savouring the moment.

I lift my head from his chest and rise slowly off him. His thick cock slurps out from its released cunt-clasp. I step back, standing above him as he smiles at the sight of his hot cum pouring out of my dick-drilled pussy.

"Get dressed. Then leave. And don't ever, come back here again," bitch-voice gives her last order. My body tingles with hot flushes that still sweep through me.

I watch, motionless as he sheepishly collects his clothes and throws them back onto his glistening body. He looks at me, tries to say something again, but then gives up and simply points at the package at the door.

He backs up slowly and stops to pick up my knickers. Looking directly at me, he brings it up to his face, and inhales its scent. His eyes close again and when they open, he blows me a kiss from across his purple keepsake. 

And leaves.