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'

William James: Child Sex Therapist-Client Too Young Part 3

By Leslie Schmidt

That evening the weather had turned cold and nasty. Joe had, with some disgust, reluctantly thrown the switch on the thermostat to 'heat' and checked the batteries in the Carbon Monoxide detector. During the night he had waken up three times when the furnace cycled on, each time a little angered because he knew that the season of large gas bills had returned but, also, each time he had woken up with a raging hard-on.

That evening, after Judy had gone to bed, he had watched the DVD of his little girl and the sex therapist. The second time he watched it the sight of her arching her back and digging her fingers into the mattress as the young man buried his face in her little hairless cunt had caused him to shoot his sperm four feet out into the room onto the carpet. Spent, he had cuddled up to his wife's back under the comforter that had just been rescued from the top shelf of the closet. It was only an hour later that he was awaken.

They always slept naked and Judy didn't really wake up until he had already worked his cock half way inside her from behind. Even though he didn't give her enough time to cum, she was happy to know she had satisfied him a few minutes later when she felt him twitching inside her, pumping his sperm into her. It was when he woke her again, two hours later, humping his cock against her thigh, that she was a little put out. This time, with her straddling his thighs and sucking on her tits, she did cum but he didn't. She slid down under the covers and finally got him to finish in her mouth. He seemed to put out an awful amount of effort for just a small dribble of sperm.

The third time he woke up, at 3 AM, he tried to jerk off but just didn't have the jez. He got up and went back to his study where he watched the DVD again on his computer, this time producing barely a drop of almost clear semen before he went back to bed, still frustrated.

"Do you want to go to Mr. James' again today?" Judy asked her youngest as they cleaned up the breakfast dishes. She really had cherished these years as a stay at home mom, before her 'second hatching' was old enough to go to school. Now she was in afternoon Kindergarten. During the week, Judy had been dropping her off at the school after her morning 'lessons' with Mr. James. Next year she'd go back to work, at least part time, when Taylor started the first grade, but for now she was her life.

"Yeah," the little one said, matter of factly.

"Today he's going to want to see if you remember about how to get undressed for a man."

"Ok."

"He's also going to want to shoot his gooy stuff in your mouth, that makes men really happy." She paused and looked at her little girl, she'd have to buy her a new winter coat, the sweatshirt she was wearing had been big on her last April, now it was tight. "Just like Mr. James shot in Mommy's mouth a couple of days ago."

The five year old was quiet for a moment, remember watching her mother sucking on the (then) strange man and how he had grunted the same way he had when he put his gooy stuff all over her privates and belly. "Did you like that, Mommy?"

"I did because I know it made him feel really good."

"Do you do that to Daddy?"

"Oh yes, all the time. In fact, I did it last night, he really likes it. He also makes me feel real good by licking my privates."

"I really like when he does that!" her face brightened with the memory. "Do you think Daddy would lick me like that?"

"I know he'd love to but Daddy's aren't supposed to do that with their daughters. Anyway, I'm married to Daddy so we're only supposed to do that with each other."

"But you did it with Mr. James."

"Oh ... well, I really shouldn't have done that, he just needed it so badly, and well, you weren't ready for that ... but now you are."

It was cold and rainy on the drive over, luckily the rush hour traffic had cleared out and they actually arrived five minutes early. Taylor jumped out of the car and ran to the front door, ringing the door bell before her mother even was out of the car.

"Well, hi dear," Bill said looking down at the little one. "What a cute coat!" Taylor was wearing an electric pink rain slicker, she had the hood up over her short blonde hair, it made a frame around her lightly freckled face and brown eyes.

"Come on inside."

Taylor was really anxious to get going, she was antsy while the grown-ups exchanged pleasantries. She reached up and pulled on Bill's sleeve.

"I guess you have my daughter real horny," Judy laughed.

"Let's goooo, Mr. James..."

Bill looked up at Judy with a smile. "Go ahead and make yourself comfortable, I think you know where everything is." Then he was being pulled down the hall by the five year old.

As soon as she got into the room, Taylor started pulling her clothing off. The rain slicker hit the floor and she slipped out of her sneakers without untying them. Then she pulled her sweatshirt off over her head, she was wearing a white camisole top and blue jeans.

Next she undid the snap at her waistband and then pushed her jeans and white panties down at once, pushing them below her knees to her ankles and then, as she stepped free of the discarded clothing, she jumped at the bed, landing on all fours and rolling onto her back.

"See, I can get naked really fast!" she said as she leaned back on her hands, spreading her legs, still wearing the camisole and white socks.

"Wow, that's awesome." Bill said as he pulled his shirt sleeves free from his arms. Next he undid his belt and pants, then worked them down over his hips, his half hard cock springing free. Then he realized that, in his haste, he had forgotten to take off his shoes and he spent a half a minute looking really silly as he leaned down to untie them. Taylor laughed openly at him as he went through these gyrations while, in the other room, Judy had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

Finally, Bill got his clothes off and her crawled onto the bed and over the child who lay back as the man stopped, on hands and knees with the tiny girl underneath him. His cock pointed straight down at the child's sex, she looked up at him with a little bit of fear, wondering if she had made him mad.

Seeing the fear and concern in her face, Bill smiled. "You're such a beautiful little girl," he said as he lowered his face to hers and kissed her.

Pulling back he asked, "Do you like to kiss?"

"I ... guess ... so ..." the little one giggled back as Bill leaned down again, this time pushing his tongue between her lip.

She pushed his face away with a peal of laughter. "You stuck your tongue in my mouth!" she laughed.

"That's how adults kiss," he said and again he leaned down, pushing his tongue past her lips and finding her tiny tongue. She quickly got the hang of it and his cock got harder. Bill put his right arm under the child's neck, now supporting his weight on one elbow, his ass pointing in the air, and brought his other hand up between Taylor's thighs. She shivered when she felt his fingers probing her intimate places and had to break the kiss to be able to breathe better.

The position was beginning to get uncomfortable for Bill so he pushed one of her legs down straight, then rolled onto his side next to her. Now he was better able to finger her tiny pussy, first rubbing her hard clit, then pushing his fingertip inside her cunt. Taylor suddenly clutched his head to her chest and uncontrollably humped against his hand, there was a sudden flush of dampness in her slit, then she relaxed back on the bed.

"Do you like it when you cum?" Bill asked.

"Oh ... yeah," she said in a low voice.

He surveyed the tiny girl, her skin had taken on a flushed hue, there was a little wetness at the roots of her hair above her forehead. His cock was hard up against her leg, about at her knees. "Here, let's get you completely naked," he said as he pulled at the hem of her undershirt. The little one sat up and helped pull it off over her head, this made Bill lay back. Now she was looking down at him, he felt her eyes move down his chest and belly, then stop at his cock.

He took her hand and placed it on his shaft, half way between the base and the head. "It feels real good if you rub it," he said.

The girl started moving her hand up and down, like she was petting a kitten, it twitched when she touched the gans at the base of his purplish head and she pulled back.

"It's alright, that feels really good." He wrapped her fingers around his shaft and showed her how to jerk him off.

"Here," he moved her hand down to his balls, "it feels really good if you rub these too, just be gentle."

The child moved his sack around in her hand, feeling the strange hard things that seemed to squish out of the way and other things like strings. "Sit up and use your other hand to rub my cock at the same time."

As Taylor climbed up then sat down, crosslegged, next to Bill, he straightened up and shifted higher on the bed, sitting up with a couple of pillows under his head. He took her hands and wrapped them around his cock.

"Rub it up and down like this and you'll make me cum," he said.

The child complied and his jez started boiling behind his nuts. "Here," he said as he gently pushed her head down, "suck on it some." Again the child complied, this time with a little hesitation. The feeling of her tiny mouth around his dick head was heaven, the little teeth scrapping around the flare of the hood. She instinctively sucked and, with his humping in and out he was almost instantly at the verge.

Before he came he pulled her off. "Just rub it like that," he said as he moved her hands up and down his shaft. "Faster!" he hissed as he began to uncontrollably hump. "Oh, here it comes," he moaned.

Taylor jumped back as a shot of semen shot at least six inches into the air, then plopped down on her wrists. The next gob erupted from his piss hole and ran down over her hands as she kept stroking, smearing his cum up and down the shaft. Now he pushed her head again and, with a little reluctance she again sucked on the slime covered dick, sucking the last dribbles of semen out of him and swallowing. When he released her, her mouth was ringed with his goo, she looked at him and smiled.

"Did that make you happy?" she asked.

"Oh, yes, you're wonderful," he said as he sat up. He found the towel and wiped his semen off the child's hands and his cock, then her mouth. He lay back down.

"But, it's your turn now, come here." He lifted the little one, putting her across his chest, then scooted down as he picked her up again. She really didn't understand where he wanted her to go. "Sit on my mouth."

She got the idea and shuffled foreword, then settled down on his face like she was getting on her tricycle. Bill looked up along her pink belly and chest and face peering down at him, her hair falling foreword around it. Her clam was nestled in his mouth and she jumped when she felt his tongue sliding along her pussy lips.

It didn't take long and she was rocking back and forth, her hands on his forehead as she ground her smooth sex into his face. Looking down, his nose was against her belly. She had to lean foreword; her hands on the headboard, looking up at the wall as an incredible orgasm took her while Bill pushed the tip of his tongue inside her and put a suction on her entire mons. She shivered and arched her back, making little squeaking noises and was rolled again. Then, exhausted, she leaned down, now her stomach completely covering Bill's face, making it hard for him to breathe.

For Judy, in the other room watching, it was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced. She had her pants around thighs and was madly fingering herself with both hands a she watched her little girl cum again and again sitting on the man's face. His cock was rock hard again and she almost couldn't control the drive to run down the hall and climb on top of him, cuddling her five year old daughter as she came, cumming herself and feeling him emptying his balls inside her. The idea of feeling her daughters smooth and warm back against her tits, pushing a finger down along her slit and joining his tongue brought her off again in a drenching orgasm as she lifted her feet off the floor, her knees in the air.

Now the girl was laying on her belly on the bed, panting still as she recovered. Bill, for his part, had rolled onto his side and was admiring the girl's small round ass, the lovely outline of her back, small shoulder blades, and straight, muscular thighs. His cock was still raging hard.

The sight of her lovely ass was too tempting and, again, he climbed on top of the girl but this time he started rubbing his dick along her ass crack. Judy was worried for a moment that he was going to try to cornhole her, he wasn't supposed to do that, it could hurt her, but then he lifted up, kneeling between her legs, and rolled her over.

She had to lift one of her legs way up to get by him and that spread her pussy wide, giving him a shot at her preteen vagina and the restriction of her cherry that almost closed it off except for a small hole in the middle.

She was now on her back, her legs spread for him, her head propped up on a pillow. Bill pulled her hips up and shuffled his knees underneath her ass so the head of his dick was against her sex. He started rubbing it back and forth along her slit, opening the crevice with the head, a couple of times pushing at the entrance. Bill was really far along and kept up the frontage for only a minute before he was ready to blow. Again he shuffled forward along the girl, dragging his balls up her stomach and chest. He put another pillow underneath her head as he pushed at her lips.

Taylor took him into her mouth, looking up at him with large brown eyes as he humped inside her. Bill was building quickly, breathing hard as he watched his cock slide in and out of her mouth, push against the roof, then slid down to the back of her throat. He lifted up and leaned forward, now he was holding the head board, as he humped down into the child's face, being careful not to push too hard.

Taylor jumped with surprise when her mouth was suddenly filled with his sperm, but she couldn't have pulled away even if she had wanted too. She knew he was going to shoot his stuff in her mouth and knew to suck and swallow as much as she could. Bill pumped semen into the kindergartners face half a dozen times before he relaxed, keeping his cock in her mouth but no longer pushing. A rivulet of his cum had escaped out the side of her mouth and ran down her cheek.

"Oh, that was wonderful, dear," he said as he lifted off her and rolled onto his ass next to her, panting. Taylor sat up and wiped his cum off her face with the back of her hand.

"Did I make you happy?"

"You sure did, dear," Judy was standing in the doorway. "I'm sure Mr. James has never been happier." She came over and sat down on the bed, then brushed some of the child's sticky hair away from her cheek. "I'm going to have to take you home and give you a bath before you can go to school."

Part 4