Jenny stared out her living room window, basking in the afterglow. As an online creator, she loved her job: She got to make sexy pics and videos for adoring fans, play with new and exciting toys every day and even have sex with multiple partners. All of this raced to keep up with her expanding libido, and she found herself unbelievably horny, even after making this hot content.
That was the case again today, as she had just spent the last couple of hours taking pictures and videos of her using a variety of dildos and vibrators, cumming hard several times. Jenny was still in her sheer negligee, wishing her husband or one of her other partners (or all of them together, if she had a real choice) was there to help quench her fire. But all of them were out of town, and she could only run her own fingers around her stiffening nipples through the black mesh and lace, as her pussy started to moisten again.
While she loved the way her lovers would fuck her well, she kind of missed the feeling of someone new ... that tingly sensation of having a new set of hands, a new mouth, a new cock, exploring her body and fulfilling her needs. But it seemed not to be in the cards today as she considered going back to her room and playing with herself for her own pleasure.
But just at that moment, a delivery truck pulled up ... probably delivering some new toys for her, she laughed to herself. And out stepped someone she hadn't seen before. Jenny had considered seducing one of the delivery guys (and gals) that frequented her door, but no one flipped the switch for her ... except for now.
She looked over the trim, silver fox whose taunt muscles just showed under the short sleeves of his uniform and thought, "Mmmm... who's that?"
As the delivery man neared the front door, Jenny could just make out his name tag: "Fred." And she knew just what to do to scratch that itch, to get her some strange that she hungered for that day.
"Hello, Fred," Jenny said with a smile as she opened the front door at almost the same moment as he rang the front doorbell. "How are you today?"
Fred almost jumped back, startled by her unusually quick response -- and maybe a bit by her outfit. The sheer, black robe only covered her naked body only in spirit, as her hard nipples -- getting harder as Jenny thought about what she wanted to do -- poked and tented the lacy garment off her perfect breasts, in plain sight under the thin material. The robe also did no good hiding the black lace thong Jenny wore, a garment that was quickly becoming soaked as her arousal started to flow from her wet pussy below. Although she had just spent hours playing with and fucking that sweet kitty with toys for thousands of her website fans to see, Jenny felt her desire grow even more as she thought of the one man in front of her being her next toy.
"I... I just need you to sign for this package," Fred stammered, as Jenny smirked at the fluster she knew she was creating for this sexy delivery man. And she knew how to turn that fluster into desire.
"Sure, I can sign for your ... package," Jenny said, drawing closer to Fred, her breasts on full display, licking her lips and taking the pen and clipboard from the clearly aroused courier. She quickly scribbled her name, handed back the clipboard and took the package from his hands -- hands she hoped would soon be all over her yearning body. "Thank you, Fred."
"You're welcome," Fred stammered again, and started to turn to leave, when Jenny placed a hand on his chest.
"Could you help me with something, Fred?" she cooed, as her finger ran across his chest and encircled his name tag.
Fred could barely manage a nod yes, and Jenny noted that his pants were being tented by something growing below his waist. She smiled lustfully at him and drew even closer, her nipples now against his chest as she rose on her tiptoes to get closer to the ear of his nearly six-foot, surprisingly trim and muscular body that belied the silver hair that topped his handsome head.
"I need help with a ... box ... in my hall closet," Jenny almost whispered to him. "Do you think you could reach it?"
Jenny smiled as Fred nodded, and she beckoned him with one finger to follow her through the front door and to the closet just across from her boudoir where she made sexy content for her page ... and fucked her husband and lovers on a regular basis. She could feel Fred's eyes on her ass, split by the black thong that separated her firm cheeks and made her walk with an even sexier wiggle. Her juices have now soaked through the thin garment and start to run slightly down her leg at the prospect she felt sure would soon happen: Jenny would be taking another sexy delivery from this stranger.
"It's up here," Jenny said, as she opened the small closet door, pointing at the cardboard box on the shelf, and turning to see an obviously aroused Fred, at the ready to reach the box ... and probably more. She smiled and stepped close to Fred again, pressing her body against his, her nipples poking through the sheer robe and against his chest, her pussy on fire knowing what ... and who ... would soon come. "Do you think you can reach it?"
Fred smiled, Jenny thought more confident and knowing where this was going. She noticed his hard on poking through the material of his slacks and thought, "Not bad," but she knew she wanted to see more.
As Fred turned with the open box and lowered it to Jenny, she saw a half surprised look on his face as he realized it was full of sex toys: a variety of small, egg-shaped vibrators up to a massive black dildo that stretched her more than any man's cock could. Jenny bent at the waist to set the box down, displaying her ass underneath the robe for her delivery man to clearly see.
"Thank you, Fred," Jenny said as she turned back, leaned up and kissed him on the cheek, pressing her sexy body against Fred, feeling his raging hard cock press against her leg.
She lingered against his body, knowing how clearly aroused he was -- and she was -- as she made her next proposal.
"You know, I was supposed to film some content with my toys, but I think I'd like something ... real," she said, moving her fingers down Fred's chest and below his belt to feel the growing bulge in his pants. Almost cooing and moving her face closer to his, she said, "Do you think you can help me with that?"
Fred then moved his arm around her waist and gripped Jenny's ass and pulled her in closer to his throbbing hard on.
"Yes!" he exclaimed and lowered his face to kiss Jenny, his lips touching hers for the first time.