The doorbell sounded as I was watching TV. I wondered who it might be, thinking it just might be the Up’s delivery I had been waiting for. I peeked thru the peephole in the door and it was an Up’s delivery man. I opened the door and he handed me the package. I quickly signed for it and closed the door.
I scanned the outside of the package, fearing that it would have some identifying marks that indicated who it was from, but to my relief it didn’t. I took it into the kitchen and got one of my kitchen knives and slit open the small box, it was only about 10 inches by 6 inches by 6 inches, and inside it was packed to the top with the white plastic popcorn I had expected, I dug my hand in and felt. I found it; it was a smaller box, 8” by 3” by 3”. I drew it out and looked at it. My heart was pounding. I opened the smaller box, my cheeks turning crimson and my fingers trembled as I opened it. And I took out the object inside. It was a life size replica of a man's penis, 7” long and 1 and a half inches in diameter. It was a realistic soft rubber like replica and as far as I could tell it was perfect. I imagined it in my mouth, the taste, of it on my tongue; I paused for a long time imagining the sensation. Then quickly I turned on the kitchen faucet and waited as the water heated. I used some liquid soap and washed it and washed it then rinsed it for a very long time to make sure every last vestige of soap was removed. Now I was ready. My heart was thudding in my chest as I clutched it firmly in my right hand and slowly brought it to my lips; I tasted the tip with my tongue and let my mind drift. My eyes closed. Then I opened my mouth and pushed the head inside, my lips and tongue caressed it, licking and sucking. I had been fantasizing for months before building up the courage to actually go on-line to a sex store and ordering it, worrying about the size, the color the shape, filled with dread of being exposed, trembling in terror and sexual excitement at the thought of sucking it and most of all my most secret inner hunger to force it down my throat, pretending it was a man forcing me. Now I had it, now I was sucking it, oh damm it, not here, not in the kitchen, where? Yes of course in the bedroom and naked. I pulled it out of my mouth and then walked quickly to the bedroom, to my secret drawer to my little pleasure toy, the vibrator. I slid out of my blouse and skirt, and stripped off my shoes and pantyhose, I ran my hands over my bra and felt my nipples harden, I pinched them, they hurt, and I pinched them even harder, my excitement grew, I had a little voice in my head saying “you like that don’t you” yes I did like it. But I couldn’t make myself say it. My voice in my head could say it, but I couldn’t. I felt my breasts as if my hands weren’t really my hands but the hands of a mysterious and slightly mean lover. A demanding lover who was going to make me suck his cock and was going to force me to learn how to deep throat his cock. I opened my eyes and they fastened on the bed on the pink flesh colored cock lying on the bed. I picked it up, it was slick with the remains of my saliva and I walked over to the bedroom door, it had a full length mirror, I knelt before the mirror and imagined my own image replaced by a tall man, naked in the mirror, I licked the base of the cock and pressed it against the mirror and it stuck there. It hung not quite rigidly erect, sort of simi-hard I got up and went to the secret drawer and opened it, and withdrew my little toy, my vibrator and two clothes pins, and I had 3 in the drawer and didn’t usually use the third one.