The Stories of Leslie Schmidt

My stories are about little girls and their loves (mostly). If you're looking for torture, sadomasochism, or anyone hurting little girls, you've come to the wrong place.

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Allison:

A fellow is watching his girlfriend’s six year old when she calls him into her room. So, who’s molesting whom?

Angel Lips:

One of the ‘Angel’ series. Jenny learns that her mouth is for more than eating lunch.

Angel's Toy:

Jenny discovers a new toy to play with.

Baby Oil:

There’s lots of fun stuff to be found on the changing table!

Bath Time:

Doesn't everyone have pictures or videos of their little ones in the bath? Part 1 of 2.

Part 2

Bed Warmer:

A robber baron’s manservant leaves his master a nice surprise in his bedchamber.

Billy's Story:

A young man and his best friend are discovered enjoying some videos by his little sister. Then they convince her to make a solo movie of her own.

Prequel to 'Doyle's Story'

Camping:

One of the ‘Angel’ series. Camping in a tent on a snowy night can really be kind of fun.

Client too Young:

One of the “Child Sex Therapist” stories. Our friend takes on a client that he really shouldn’t. Then, sometime later, he looses his professionalism when he meets her at the mall. Part 1 of 4.

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Cinderella:

The Brothers Grimm never had it so good!

Cute Pussy:

A fellow discovers that his friend likes to share a lot more than a few brews.

Daddy-Daughter Nightclub:

A special place for daddy-daughter dates.

Dancer:

A little girl’s diary about her first boyfriend.

Disney Nights:

A trip to Disney World with the ‘Angel’.

Doyle's Story:

Doyle is asked to watch Billy’s little sister while Billy is at football practice. They watch some videos too.

Sequel to ‘Billy’s Story’. In order to fully enjoy this story, you should read 'Billy's Story' first.

First Kill:

Mystical creatures of the forest can be a real danger to unsuspecting woodsmen. (Not my usual lighthearted fare).

The Girl from DR:

Helping out an undocumented immigrant yields an unexpected reward.

Lethal Lolita:

There’s a lot more to this little girl than some guys expect—and they end up regretting it, for a very short time. Part 1 of 3.

Part 2 Part 3

Lethal Lolita Revisited:

Another encounter with Megan Massy—this time with a happy ending.

Los Angeles Thanksgiving:

Sequel to ‘Wisconsin Summer’ In order to fully enjoy this story, you should read 'Wisconsin Summer' first.

Loving Sarah:

Uncle Ted has a special relationship with his niece.

Morning Lesson:

The first of the “Child Sex Therapist” stories. A regular morning for our friend with the best job in the world. (This is an update of 'Afternoon Lesson' with some consistancy errors corrected.)

My Angel:

The first in the ‘Angel’ series.

My Brother's Child:

A fellow discovers that he and his brother have a lot in common.

My Sweetheart:

Another of the ‘Angel’ series.

Night Storms:

What could improve on a life spent bumming around the Caribbean on a sailboat? Part 1 of 3.

Part 2 Part 3

On the Interactions Between Teens and Tweens:

An, ahhh, scholarly article (?).

Onboard the Daisy:

Set in 1773 and 1774, these two letters between two young gentlemen tells the story of why one is being sent to India by his father and how his friend helps in a difficult situation. I was inspired by the first truely erotic English novel, "Fanny Hill", published in 1749 by John Cleland. The idea of writing in the 18th Century style was a challenge I couldn't pass up.
(This is my personal favorite of all my stories)

Pedophile's Dream-Prolog:

Prolog to an entire series. The title says it all. Nine parts.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Epilogue

Pick Pocket:

Beware of pick pockets on the Rome underground.

Princess Hands:

Our 'Angel' learns something new.

Ritual:

Primitive cultures have some different ceremonies.

Roller Coaster Ride:

A co-worker asks a buddy to watch his ten year old for a few days. Part 1 of 3.

Part 2 Part 3

Seven Year Old Nympho:

Not too hard to figure out. This was my first story. Part 1 of 2.

Part 2

Spoons:

Don't you love to cuddle like spoons? In two episodes, set years apart. Part 1 of 2

Part 2:

Sri Lanken Lover:

An American businessman working in Colombo rescues a street urchin. Part 1 of 2.

Part 2

Stories of the Child Bride One:

In the future, marriage customs may be different.

Stories of the Child Bride Two:

In the past, marriage customs were different.

Subic Bay Memories:

The Navy--It's not just a job, it's an adventure!

Summer Musings:

An 'Angel' story. Jenny has grown up quite a bit--but not too much.

Tales for Rm 102:

What you'll see with hidden cameras.

Teaching Sadie to Jerk Off:

A sheltered child needs to learn some things about herself.

The Dream:

He thought it was just a great dream, until he woke up!

The Making of Night Storms:

They decided to make 'Night Storms' into a movie. Part 1 of 7.

Personally, I think this is my hottest story.

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

The Mask:

There's sometimes magic in those Marde Gras masks.

The Model:

A catalog photographer has a lot of fun when one of his clients has to stay over for the night.

The Orphanage:

Back in medieval times some monasteries and convents became quite independent.

Torri:

Mommy leaves her little girl with her cousin.

Uncle Brian:

A girl helps out with her Daddy's business plans.

While Her Mom was Out:

A couple of truck drivers share.

White Stuff:

Fun on a hunting lease. One of my earliest stories.

Wisconsin Summer:

A teenager isn't too happy with the plans to spend the summer away from the coast in the heartland--until he meets his little cousin.

Prequel to 'Los Angeles Thanksgiving'

Angel Lips

by Leslie Schmidt

We were cuddled on the sofa, watching TV. There was something silly on the Cartoon Channel. Jenny was leaning against my left side, her head against my chest. My arm crossed her chest, my hand was on her right hip.

I moved my hand up and down, feeling her soft four-year- old skin under the light cotton shift she was wearing. I could look down the open top of the dress and see her flat preteen chest with the tiny nipples. My cock lurched against my shorts. I lifted my hand, then put it on the inside of her knee and then slowly moved it up, feeling the remarkable softness of the skin on her thigh.

My little darling knew exactly what she wanted. Even before I reached her blue cotton panties, she slouched down, spreading her legs comfortably apart. When I started moving my finger along her slit, through the thin fabric, she turned slightly and looked up at me, a serene smile on her face, then she closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly, blowing softly. She looked away, relaxing against me. I lifted my hand up, then ran it down, under her panties. Jenny began to gently hump against my hand.

"Oh Daddy," she groaned as she slouched down even farther. I could now finger her tiny, still virginal, pussy hole. I pushed just the end of my middle finger into my four-year-old daughter, until I hit the thin membrane of her maidenhead. A sharp intake of breath told me to stop. I went back to sliding my finger along her slit, feeling her tiny clit with the pad of my finger.

Jenny wrapped her arms around my arm, hugging it to her as she started humping harder against my hand. It is amazing how quickly she has learned to get off, no more than a minute after I had first put my hand inside her panties, she was grunting and humping, sweat breaking out and making her shift stick to her sides. She shuddered with her orgasm, her breath coming in pants and grunts. Then she calmed down, releasing my arm from her death squeeze, her legs, which she had lifted off the couch, sinking back against the cushions.

My loins were begging for release. My nuts were cramped and my cock was trying to rip out of my shorts. "Here, honey, do me now."

I pulled my shirt off over my head, then lifted up and pushed my shorts down to my feet. My dick sprung up, pointing at the ceiling. Jenny turned around knelt on the sofa, wrapping her little hands around my shaft. She had become an expert at stroking me, paying special attention to the glans at the bottom of my head. My heart was pounding as I looked into her beautiful little girl face.

"Honey, would you do something special for me?"

Jenny looked at me but didn't say anything, but her look told me that she would do anything I asked.

"Would you suck on me like those ladies in the movies?"

Jenny looked down at my cock, then lowered her head, opening her mouth. Her tiny teeth scraped along the side of my dick head as she tried to take me into her mouth. I could see that her jaw was as far open is it would go.

"Oh, Daddy, it's just too big for me."

I laughed under my breath. "Here honey," I said as I lifted her, "kneel here," I landed her on her knees between my legs, "this'll work better."

Now, as she lowered her mouth to my cock, she was able to take the head into her mouth. She closed her lips around the knob and started to suck.

"Oh, honey. That's wonderful," I groaned as I ran my hand along her cheek and into her hair. She could only take the head, and she started to move it in and out of her lips.

"You're wonderful," I whispered when she stroked her hands along the shaft while sucking. My guts were tied in a knot and the dull ache behind my balls was becoming unbearable.

"Move your tongue around on the bottom."

She opened her mouth and I watched, mesmerized, as her tiny tongue moved back and forth across the glans. Then she took the head back into her mouth. I started to unconsciously hump into her angel face. Again, she pulled my cock out of her mouth and, holding the head just outside her wide open lips, ran her tongue from side to side against the bottom of my cock head while looking straight into my eyes.

I went over the edge and fired my first shot of jez through her open mouth and into the back of her throat. The sudden rush of semen surprised her and she pulled her head back to take my second shot of cum into her face. It splashed onto the bridge of her nose and cheek, sticking to her eyelashes. I pushed her face down and she took me back into her as I fired several more times into my preschooler's mouth.

When I had finished and I released her head, she looked up at me, her mouth hung open. Every little crease and crevice was filled with white. A sheet of bubbly cum stretched from her top teeth to her tongue, then to the right corner of her mouth. A string of goo was strung out from her right eyebrow, across her eye to her cheek. More semen was smeared around her lips and on her chin.

"Just swallow it, Jenny," I said, softly.

She closed her mouth and I could see her swallow several times, moving her tongue and lips around as she worked my seed inside her mouth. Then she open her lips again and I saw that my jez was gone.

"God, honey, I love you so much."

I took the throw off the seat next to me and wiped my cum off her face. Then I lifted my angel and pulled her up to me, my still half erect cock leaving a wet trail of jez down the front of her shift.

After I had kissed her, tasting the lingering sperm on her lips and in her mouth, she said, "I love you too, Daddy."