Yes, I am ready

"I'm ready to place my order", I say. I know what I want--besides, what could go wrong? If the doll gets annoying, I just power it down. I'm about to get a perfect sex doll of my dreams.

After talking about price and payment, it's time to wait. When she arrives, am told I will get a short, non-descript, easy to explain email. The saleswoman told me it would take about 3 weeks for Esmerelda to arrive, and I can't wait. She's beautiful, and only wants me--what a dream come true.

One night, as I'm washing my dishes, she completely takes over my thoughts. What would it feel like to kiss her, to have her hands sliding down my chest, to feel her nails scratching my back as I pound into her? I quickly abandon the task at hand, and go to the sofa, undoing my belt and pulling out my cock.

I start stroking myself slowly, imagining I'm slipping her out of her dress. Her beautiful breasts feel full and soft, absolutely gorgeous. I want to kiss every inch of them, and draw moans from her. I start to speed up, bring myself closer to the edge of orgasm, thinking of what Esmerelda on her knees could do to me. She would give incredible blowjobs, being a perfect sexbot. She would know exactly how to move her tongue, how to look up at me with those big green eyes...

I instantly cum, making a mess of my ottoman. The image of her was too strong, and I'm sick of waiting. I have almost a week more, and I'm already this far in.

I clean myself up, and work on getting the cum stains out of the leather. I go to work the next day, and try to distract myself, going out for drinks after and being with other people. I pass the time this way, desperately trying to stay busy, till I get a short, simple email. It reads "she's here, right on your front porch."