"Ah finally!" I said, eagerly lifting the package off my doorstep. "Can't wait to open you up tonight."
I opened the door and entered inside to see my parents holding their large suitcases, ready to leave. My mother had trouble pulling the handle, but my dad came to the rescue and gave it a strong pull. It made a loud clicking noise and finally opened fully as dad handed it back to mom.
"Ah, thank you darling. Hello ChloΓ©, we'll be back next week and I left some cash on the kitchen counter alright? Don't forget, Daniel will be home with you."
"Yeah, yeah, I got him covered. I don't plan to go anywhere too far or long while you're gone." I said as I squeezed passed my parents.
Besides my parents and myself, I have an 18 year old younger brother in his own room next to mine upstairs. Daniel had always been more introverted, but at least he's not a trouble maker. He's a little skinny with black hair and an inch taller than me. He's quite the opposite compared to me; 22 in college, 5'5, and blonde with a nice pair of B cups. I like to hang out with my friends and hit each other up on Instagram. Sometimes we'd go out and hit the local cafe and browse the stores down the street.
"Well alright, don't be fighting while we're away please. Help Daniel out because he's got to study for that AP test in 2 weeks." my mother replied as they both stepped out of the door.
"Yeah and make sure he cleans his room too. Have him air it out or use air freshener at least." My dad told me right before he closed the door.
"Yeeeeep, no problem," I whispered to myself.
I speedily walked to my bedroom, dropping my package onto my bed and peeked out my bedside window. Out front was a blue Honda CRV that spurred to life and drove away down the street until out of sight.
"Perfect, everything's all nice and quiet." I thought to myself.
I looked at my package and smirked, then I heard a loud thud made me jump in surprise. It seemed to come from my brother's room next door. I thought something might be wrong, so I went to his door and knocked.
"Yeah?" Daniel answered with a disappointed sigh.
I turned the knob to find my brother sitting at his desk with his textbooks out. From what I saw, he's definitely studying for his midterms, but his disappointed face tells me that he absolutely hated it. A few moments later, a red spot began to slowly spread across his forehead. I couldn't help but smile in amusement.
"Not liking the material are you?" I jokingly asked.
Daniel rolled his eyes back onto his textbooks begrudgingly. "Materials fine, but there's just so much to remember. I regret taking AP Biology now."
"Don't worry too much about it. Maybe you just need to take a break and watch a movie or something."
Daniel sighed once again and checked his phone. It's six in the afternoon on a Friday so he should relax after a long day in school and studying. I struggled to concentrate in my senior year of highschool as well but I managed to pass with decent grades. Fortunately it was enough to get into the local college I'm currently at. Actually, now that I think about it, my brother doesn't know which college he wants to go to. So, he needed to get higher grades just in case the college he eventually chose to go to is more likely to accept him.
Daniel shuffled his body to his bed and collapsed face first like a lifeless body. "Yeah I'm just gonna take a quick nap and game later," he sighed once again.
"Well sweet dreams."
I gently closed the door and went back to my room, excited to see my new treasure. I eagerly tore open the package and found a box with a 6 inch long dildo on the cover. This was my fourth toy since my friends introduced me to them last year, and I've been wanting to try something more experimental. Lately, my sexual appetite has been getting stronger and wilder, and my imagination has been guiding my sessions. After a few months, my regular toys just weren't satisfying me anymore. The toy I ordered was no ordinary 6 inch silicone dildo. I opened the box and saw a long clear tube and syringe connected to the bottom of the toy. Upon closer inspection, I noticed a hole that served as an artificial urethra, along with a 10 oz bottle of water-based cum lubricant.
I touched the phallus with my finger and felt its soft and veiny texture. I held the head and balls in my hands and imagined how it would feel when the balls slap against my ass and the length spreads my folds apart. I would bounce on it on my knees endlessly until I screamed from pleasure. Then, I would push the plunger of the syringe and force the cum to travel through the tube and into my wet and hot cavern. The idea made my pussy tingle with excitement.
Studying the front label on the lubricant it read: LOVE CUM, Water-Based, Thicc And Slick For All Women's Needs. My friends told me it was a new brand followed by lots of good reviews. They were curious, so they bought and tested it for themselves and were quite satisfied with the product, thus recommending it for my first squirting toy.
I popped the cap and gave it a whiff. It had a light and neutral smell to it, as if adhering to the water-base content. The "slick" aspect held true as I scooped a finger full of the creamy lubricant and spread it around my damp pussy. My finger fell straight through my folds upon penetration without any resistance. A satisfied smile spreads across my face. Without wasting any more time, I returned everything back into the box and slid it under my bed. I quickly undressed, grabbed a towel, and headed straight for the bathroom.
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