Megan opened the package to find… a stick. It was a smooth brown stick six inches long with a green leaf at one end, and other than the stick there was nothing else in the package box. How strange, perhaps it was a prank by her younger sisters, Megan thought.
Picking up the twig, Megan studied it, yup still just a stick. She waved it around just for the fun of it, making the green leaf at the tip flutter, before placing the wooden thing back in it’s box. She then put the package away under her bed. Megan would confront her sisters later about the thing, but at the moment she wanted to laze around on her bed.
Megan brushed her hair back and laid back on her bed. It had been only two weeks since her boyfriend had dumped her for a busty blonde, but she was still thinking about his dick. At four inches, his cock was a perfect fit for her pussy and she missed the times during sex when he did all the hard work of thrusting while she just sat back a relaxed. Now to get her rocks off her actually had to put in an effort to masturbate. Since she didn’t own any toys, she had to use her fingers, which wasn’t the same as boy dicks. Maybe it was time to look for a new boyfriend, one with a nice large penis, for experimentation purposes.
She rolled over on her bed, boyfriend or fuckbuddy? Ah, she was just horny and still a little sad from her breakup. Megan closed her eyes and sighed, “I want a cock, a nice fat dong.”
There was a gust of wind that blew over the 25-year-old brunette, making her shiver. Why was there a draft in her room, had she left her door open? Opening her eyes she glanced at her bedroom door finding it shut, strange. Getting up off her bed, Megan walked over to her bedroom window to find it shut tight, so where did that breeze come from?
“Megan! Did you see a package when you came back from work? I ordered something and today it was supposed to come!” a muffled yell drew Megan from her thoughts.
Grabbing the package from under her bed she went out to the living room to meet her younger 14-year-old sister, “Here it is squirt, mom must have put it in my room by mistake.”
Chanel took the package and looked at Megan questioningly, “You didn’t look inside did you?”
“No, why?” as an adult, it was much easier to lie without feeling guilty, “You ordered a gift for your boyfriend?”
“Tristan isn’t my boyfriend, just a friend!” the young girl blushed and ran off to her room ending the conversation there.
It was cute seeing the bookish Chanel act up, teasing siblings was one of life’s joys. Megan sat down on the couch and turned on the t.v. She watched a dating show before she fell asleep.