The weekend before, I had ordered a new dildo that was quite large. I wanted it to fill me up, especially in terms of thickness, and be satisfying. As mentioned before, I enjoyed my alone time and danced to some of my favorite music in the apartment. I thought about how nice it would be if the delivery arrived in the next few days and I had something new to play with.

The thought excited me, and I sat on the couch in the living room. Slowly, I started to caress and massage my sweaty breasts. My hands slid down through the weight of the round balls, and my boobs kept slapping against my chest. I pulled on my nipples, lifting my breasts up to twist and twirl my nipples, experiencing immense pleasure. My hands glided down my body to my hips and thighs, which spread expectantly and promised with a gaping sound that my pussy eagerly awaited to be stretched again.

Skillfully and quickly, I slipped out of my thong and then stood with my heels on the edge of the couch, sliding forward. I lifted one leg after the other into the air and crossed them behind my head. My boobs stuck to my skin, and I had to grab them again by the nipples and lift them to position them correctly. I licked my legs and felt the tingling in my loins.

In this position, I could observe my own labia, which started to swell and move further apart. As expected, I slapped my flat hands on my buttocks repeatedly, transforming them into two glowing red buttocks. Then, one of my hands very deliberately and quickly plunged into the fiery hot cleft and disappeared between the fleshy lips. The other hand slowly and purposefully approached the rear entrance, dry but no less horny, waiting.

I rubbed my swollen labia and pressed on my love bud to make it glow. With the other hand and my fingernails, I scratched the still closed rosebud and felt a fire spreading in my pelvis. Quickly and purposefully, I jumped up again to grab a rubber fist from one of the drawers in the bedroom with some lubricant. The lubricant was in a dispenser that had previously contained liquid soap... so I could always take small amounts of lubricant without having to open a tube that would leak.

I quickly went back to the couch and placed the items within reach next to me, and put my legs back behind my head to get comfortable with my legs crossed behind my head. I applied small portions of lubricant in my lustful cavity and also on my tight hole. It didn't take long before I placed the balled rubber fist between my throbbing lips and slowly pushed it far into my hole.

My holes were used to much more, so this massive rubber arm easily disappeared three-quarters of the way between my legs. Slow and thrusting movements caused my labia to widen quickly, and a smacking sound demanded even more. Then... the doorbell rang. I looked at the door, as if it could tell me who was ringing the bell. It rang again.

What if it was the mailman?! What if my expected delivery had already arrived?! Again, I jumped up and left my favorite position to ask at the intercom. I quickly hopped into the bathroom with my bouncing breasts and grabbed a shirt to put on. The shirt was long enough to cover my butt too, and you couldn't see that I wasn't wearing anything else.

I hoped he didn't see much but knew that he could think even more. He smiled at me with his pearly white teeth and bid me farewell with a glance at the cleavage my shirt had. I placed the package inside on a shelf and closed the door firmly. Of course, I noticed that he had probably taken a look at my nipples, which were clearly visible under the shirt.

But honestly, I didn't care. He was a nice guy, our mail carrier, and sometimes I even saw him and his wife shopping. Still in the hallway, I tore open the package and wanted to see what I had ordered. A mix of curiosity and excitement ran through me. I quickly tore off the film in which the monster was still wrapped and marveled at how small the package was and how huge the dildo was inside.

My pussy was still well lubricated and gaping... even my rear entrance was starting to itch. Should I insert the monster dildo right away?! Or try something smaller first? I let a portion of the lube drip onto the black and massive head of the dildo from the dispenser. It ran thickly down and I had to quickly spread it so it wouldn't land on the tiles. I placed the dildo on the second step from the bottom leading up to the attic.

I knelt over the monster and lowered my pelvis slightly to rub my pussy over the black rubber. My pussy sucked onto it and stuck, making squelching sounds. It was as if it couldn't wait to finally take in this monster. Slowly, I lowered my pelvis deeper, and piece by piece, my eager lips pushed apart to slide over the dildo and slowly take it in.

I put back on the large shirt and started to ride gently, going deeper and deeper. I firmly massaged my breasts and pressed them together between my small hands. I felt my pelvis sliding over the monster dildo and felt it deeper inside me. Enjoying it, I closed my eyes and moaned softly when the doorbell rang.... I opened my eyes widely and turned carefully, still burying the dildo deep in my pussy.

I knew that outlines could be seen through the glass panels of the front door, but I didn't see anyone. Maybe something had just hit the door, or I had overturned something myself. The dispenser was still in place, as was a small vase of roses. Slowly, I got up from the black colossus, and my pussy gaped wide, making a growling sound as if eager to be penetrated again.

I bent down, picked up the shirt, and as my other hand went for the door handle to slowly open the door again. Warm air flowed in from outside, and I heard a car engine as the mailman's voice rang out, "... Mrs. Müller, you still have two letters!" And he handed them to me, the door opening a bit wider. He surely hadn't expected or anticipated what he saw. A smeared dildo on the stairs that he couldn't possibly overlook. Still, he said nothing.

I looked at him and moved the shirt I was holding down to my stomach to make sure the postman could see my breasts clearly.

The thought of showing it to him made me crazy within seconds. I squatted over the dildo to glide back down on it. The mailman took a few steps in, staring at the dildo, which was already on its way to re-enter my hungry pussy... the door slowly closed, and with the knowledge that only he could see me now, I half slid over the dildo deep into my pussy and moaned softly.

I urged him to look closely, and he did... he moved closer, massaging my butt and rubbing along my thighs.

He rubbed the gel into his hands, seemingly knowing what was coming.

Without having to say anything, he felt my clit and started fingering me, quickly sinking his first hand deep into my pussy. I bent forward onto the steps with pleasure. I pressed my pelvis against his hand that moved incessantly inside me and repeatedly turned into a fist.

Then he pulled back, seemingly knowing what I needed, he plunged his second hand flat next to his waiting clenched fist. Both of his arms now penetrated alternatively deep into my pelvic floor, and he also quickly realized that there was plenty of room for his two large fists. I was repeatedly thrust forward, pressed against the stairs, but with some spit and the remnants of the lubricant that clung to my butt, I also managed to work on my anus and quickly had several fingers sunk in there too.

He seemed to notice this because he stopped forcing his two fists deep into me and saw that I still had four fingers in my butt. He probably saw it as an invitation to follow, as my fingers quickly slipped in, and his strong hand pressed into my rectum. I moaned and rolled my eyes... slowly removing my hand to allow his large hand to move deeper.

I didn't completely let go, still having four fingers in my ass, I pulled on it to stretch it a bit more and felt a gap forming between my muscle and his arm. I felt his second hand shift, expanding and pressing my sphincter to expand. My hand slid slowly out, allowing his large hand to penetrate deeper.

But I didn't completely let go of myself, still with four fingers in my rectum, I slowly pulled on it to allow his large hand to penetrate deeper.

...His hands tightly packed in my rectum and pussy, stretching them as wide as they could, and pushing them back and forth quickly, followed by also starting to work his hand on my back entrance to make it smoother. My hand slipped in quickly, and he seemed to realize that I wanted him to come in my back as well, because before I knew it, my hand slipped even deeper when his strong hand pressed into my gut.

He watched this and, seeing that my two hands were in my pussy, it seemed as if there were nothing at all inside. It seemed as if I were insatiable and pressed my pelvis against him to show him exactly what I wanted. I couldn't scream... I whimpered a bit when he pulled his two hands deep from within me, flooding the floor with my juices, dropping my head wearily onto one of the steps.

The postman grabbed my shirt and wiped his fingers, rubbing them clean. Then he stuffed it, as best as he could, into my wide-open pussy, where it worked like a plug. he just had to leave because he was running late but he promised to come back.

I sat in the stairwell for a while, still rubbing the large dildo in my holes. Of course, I also placed it on my rear entrance and let it slide in just as easily as into my pussy. Even slipping into my anal entrance. Several times, I sprayed on the stairs and rubbed it on my breasts... but after about an hour, I had to shower... work awaited.