The Package_(1)

Chapter 1: Arrival

There was a loud knocking at the door. “I’m coming!” yelled a twenty-something blonde woman wet and wearing only a towel. She paused briefly to check that her breasts and lower half were all covered enough before opening the door.

On the other side was a happy middle aged delivery guy smiling as he held a long thin package and a clip board. “Good afternoon. I got a package for you,” he said holding out the foot and a half long and six inch wide and tall cardboard box.

The young woman took the package and looked at it. It didn’t have a name of who it was for, but it was her address. Then the guy held it his clipboard and a pen, “Please print and sign your name here.” Doing that while holding the towel up was easier said than done, but she managed to get it done before the cloth uncovered her and she quickly shut the door with her package before she slammed the door and let the towel fall over her arm.

She didn’t bother with the package after reading the return address and not recognizing the sender. It must be for one of my roommates she was thinking. Instead she threw it on the table and returned to the bathroom while drying her hair. Eventually she returned to her bedroom, dressed in her professional knee length skirt and simple blouse and left for work, never even giving the package a cursory glance.

It wasn’t until a slightly younger oriental-looking woman, with long straight raven black hair came back home from her morning job at a local coffee shop. She was much more curious and examined the package and shook it. It had something long with some heft that moved around inside but wasn’t heavy. She set the package back where she’d found it, but examined it twice more in the two hours until the last roommate arrived home.

“Hey Sarah,” said the slightly younger brunette. Unlike the other two she was not dressed for work because she was still attending a local community college.

“Hey, Julie,” the exotic woman responded. “Did you order something from,” she paused to read the package, “Richard Arrivals Product Enterprises?”

“No,” the brunette answered with some curiosity of her own. “Maybe it’s Gwen’s.”

“Maybe,” Sarah responded unsurely. “But it was already sitting here when I got back so she must have set it here without opening it.”

Julie came over after dropping her bag, picked up the package and gently rotated it, feeling the long object inside shift as it thudded gently inside the box from side to side. “What do you think it is?”

“A candle?” Sarah guessed.

“Maybe…” Julie agreed. “Let’s open it,” she suggested.

Sarah almost agreed, but then said, “Better wait until Gwen gets back, just to be sure.”

Julie set the long package back down and they each did their own thing for several hours. Julie went to her room to do some school work while Sarah watched TV then started making some dinner. It was ready just as their last roommate returned home.

“Hey guys,” said an exhausted Gwen coming home about ten hours after she’d left late this morning. “Something smells great.”

“I made some chicken and pasta,” said Sarah happy for the complement.

They were quickly joined by Julie who’s curiosity was more front and center. “Is this yours?” she asked grabbing the long package and gently tilting it to hear the dull thud as whatever was in it shifted to the other side.

“No, I figured it must be one of yours, but had to leave for work when I signed for it,” Gwen answered.

“I didn’t order anything,” Sarah told her. “Maybe it was a wrong address?” she suggested.

Julie looked at it again, “It’s to our address, but maybe someone just put the wrong address when they ordered it. There might be a packing slip inside that way we could find out who it belongs to?”

Gwen shrugged, “I guess.” She went over and started getting some food with Sarah while Julie got a pair of scissors and opened the mysterious package. She opened up the small cardboard flaps and peered in as the others came over and set their plates down on the table.

Julie’s face lost all its color as she just tossed the package away like it contained a snake that was trying to bite her. “What is it?” Sarah asked in concern as Gwen picked up the box.

Julie didn’t answer, but Gwen did. “It’s a dong,” she said simply and upended the package as a long rubbery flexible flesh colored dildo slid out onto the center of the table, but seemed unending. It was over a foot long and nearly the full length of the package, and about two and a half inches wide with a thick area around the middle.

By the time the other end slapped onto the table everyone was speechless until Sarah said in shock, “It a double dong!” and the all saw that both ends clearly had a round pointed end that both clearly resembled the head of a man’s penis.

“I know I was the last one to move in, but are you two…” Julie asked leaving her actual question of accusing her two slightly older roommates of a secret lesbian relationship unsaid.

“No way!” Gwen immediately responded as if she was accused of a crime.

“I didn’t order it,” Sarah answered as well.

Julie took the empty box and shook it. “No packing slip, so I guess it’s ours now.”

The all just looked at it and at each other. “I’m gonna eat in my room,” Gwen stated, grabbed her plate and disappeared into her room.

Julie and Sarah both started eating, but then left the table to eat in front of the TV instead. They all usually ate dinner together and talked about their day, but the surprise changed all that as it sat ignored, yet exposed on their kitchen table.

The young women then went about their nightly routine, all actively trying to ignore the giant sex toy laying out in the center of their apartment, but also unable to help but glance at it as they walked by.

Sarah went to bed first since she had to get up early to open at her coffee shop at five the next morning, followed by Julie who had a morning class. Gwen eventually came back out to watch some late night TV alone and restless, feeling like the almost two foot long latex dick was watching her as the late night shows turned raunchy with sex line ads in between.

She thought back and remembered her college days when her best friend had hit on her once after telling her she was bi. She’d turned her down rudely saying she wasn’t and pretty much lost her friend that day, but now couldn’t help think of the mechanics of how the two of them could share the long double ended dong. She wasn’t turned on looking at women, but now with this simple toy the thought of her once best friend feeding it into both her and her own pussies and then thrusting together to fuck each other was trapped in her brain. Even worse it was turning her on… a lot.

Gwen left the TV on and snuck to look down at the flesh colored plastic sex snake and tried to tell herself to just ignore it and go to bed, but now that she was horny she was kind of curious. She picked up the long soft device and realized it had some kind of a semi-rigid spine inside that was bendable to keep it in the shape you purposefully bent it to. She took it to the sink and ran it under some hot water and washed it from end to end with a little soap and her hands.

It been enough months since she’d dumped her last boyfriend that she enjoyed the feel of the fake dick in her hands as she cleaned it and imagined she was cleaning the real thing from an impossibly long guy and couldn’t help but squeeze and stoke it to tease it harder.