My 'Doll' Of A Niece - 1 by Ford Prefect (no address provided) *** A man buys a 'real doll' but child size and the events that followed. (Mg, pre-teen, ped, inc, 1st, fantasy) *** I nervously signed for the box, wondering if the delivery guy had any clue as to what he had just delivered. I looked through the curtains waiting for the van to depart before I dared to even look at delivery. Once the van disappeared into the next street I looked over my purchase. Apart from the address label it gave no clue to its contents. A customs label just listed the contents as dressmaker's accessories. I carefully removed the top of the crate and took my first peek inside, at first all I could see was the polystyrene chips that protected my purchase. I then spotted the corner of a piece of paper sticking up near the back of the crate, I carefully pulled the paper free, several other sheets were stapled to it and all came out together. The top sheet was headed 'Assembly'. I smiled as I glanced down the sheet which had been processed through a computerised translator to change it from the native Japanese, fortunately there were also clear diagrams to help me to assemble my purchase. The rest of the pages showed how to clean and care for my purchase. I plunged my hand into the crate and felt around, I felt something covered in bubble wrap, I pulled and out came an arm. I carefully remove everything else, two legs, a torso, another arm, a head and a bag of odds and ends. I removed the bubble wrap from everything and there before me was my love doll. I originally saw the American 'real dolls' on a TV documentary and at the time I wondering why anyone would want one. At the time I thought nothing more of it - until I came across a Japanese site that sold similar dolls but child size. I have always had an attraction to girls just entering puberty but would never have acted on these thoughts, partly through fear of being caught and not wanting to risk hurting them. Two hours later Gemma was ready. Gemma was the name I gave her, after my niece who lived a couples of doors away with my sister. On the web site you could customise your doll with different faces, hair style & colour, breast size etc. I was only after I had chosen and the computer simulation of the finished doll appeared on the screen did I realize that I had modeled her on Gemma and ever since then whenever I saw the real Gemma my loins stirred and my mind wandered to the thought of making love to her, finally after a six week wait for my Gemma to arrive I would have the next best thing. I looked down at her, naked and perched on the sofa where I had placed her. Her eyes seemed to look straight at me, her face had a look of curiosity and a smile. my eyes moved lower to her small breasts just starting to pretude from her chest, to me they were perfect. My gaze slowly moved lower past her smooth belly with just an ounce of puppy fat, right down until they stopped at the sight of the small mound between her legs. There was a small patch of soft downy pubic hair just above her small slit, the type of pubic hair that had just started to appear in the last few months. I moved and sat next to her, slowly moving my hands to feel the shape and softness of her breasts my heart started to beat faster in anticipation, whilst I have never felt a young girls breasts I have felt a woman's. These were so soft and felt perfect in my hand, I could believe they were real. One hand moved slowly down, over the small mound and my fingers felt the small slit below. As I carefully explored the lips parted and underneath I felt a small clitoris and moving my hand around one of my fingers slipped into her vagina, it was tight but appeared to stretch to accommodate. I removed my finger and moved both my hands to cup her perfect peach shaped buttocks, further exploring my fingers found the sphincter. To my surprise it opened slightly to allow the tip of my finger to enter, I quickly removed it remembering that any penetration required lube, otherwise she could be damaged. I realised that I had not eaten since breakfast so decided to stop and eat. I was about to get up when I remembered that she came with some clothes. When ordered I had chosen a short plaid skirt (always a turn on for me seeing young girls running with very short skirts which lifted as they moved) and a short sleeved semi-see-through white blouse. I quickly put these on Gemma and stood back. She looked beautiful with her breasts pushing against the fabric of the blouse clearly outlined. The skirt barely covered her modesty and my penis started to grow just at the thought of the sweet pussy that the skirt barely covered. I carried her to the bedroom, she was heavy, designed to have the same weight as real person of that size. I gently laid her on the bed while I went to the Kitchen to get some lunch. Whilst I ate my sandwich I tried to decide whether to wait until tonight or to try out Gemma now. Eventually the anticipation won out and I decided not to wait. I read through the care instructions, not wanting to damage her. I was relieved that she could be put in any position that a real girl could and she could support someone much heavier than me on top of her. I went to the bathroom to shower, to be fresh. As I washed myself my anticipation grew as I thought about what I was about to do. Clean & fresh I walked into my bedroom wearing only my boxers. I carefully laid down next to Gemma. Remembering the instructions I reached behind her and pressed the small indentation in the small of her back, 'the on switch', I'm sure I heard a small sigh as I released the switch. I slowly undid the buttons on her blouse and pushed it aside and looked at her small breasts and stomach and could see them slightly rising and falling as if she was breathing gently. I moved my hand and gently caressed her left breast. it was soft and felt so realistic and I could feel a faint heart beat beneath it. My mouth moved over her right breast gently exploring her nipple with my tongue. My hand slowly moved down her flat stomach and down to the slit below. My fingers finding their way into the slit, carefully parting the tiny lips, the tip of my index finger felt the small clitoris. As my finger brushed against it Gemma gasped and I could feel her heartbeat quicken and her breathing deepen. I could not believe that this was not a real girl. My finger moved lower and felt it slip into the opening of her vagina. It was so tight and my mind believed that I was really exploring the body of a 11 year old virgin. My penis was now trying to rip its way through my boxers. I could wait no longer, I removed my boxers and liberally coated my penis with lube and positioned myself over Gemma, the tip gently pushing between her sweet pussy lips, I pushed forward slowly and the tip squeezed past and entered her about an inch and I felt resistance - a hymen? - I eased back slightly and then pushed harder, suddenly I moved past the resistance and I entered another 3 inches. Gemma gasped and I felt her squeeze me as if she wanted to keep me there. I began to slide in and out trying to go a little deeper each time. The tightness was making me harder than I had ever been before. I was now going in about 5 inches with each thrust and again I met with resistance- her cervix, realising this I thrust harder and harder, my excitement mounting and I was about to come when the entrance of her cervix gave in to my thrusts and the tip of my penis squeezed past and I was all the way in. As my balls came in contact with her I came. As I squirted inside her I could feel the walls of her vagina tighten around me. A moan came from her and I could feel her heart rate quicken and then as my orgasm subsided I lay on top of her hugging her tightly and slowly pulled out as my penis softened. I lay next to her I realised that I had just had the best sex of my life. Only making love to a real 11 year could be better - but that was never going to happen. I lay on my side with one arm resting across Gemma I fell asleep happy. Over at the window the eyes that had been watching everything slowly backed away... To be continued...