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.

Inside My Angel:
Angel learns how to really love her father.

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'

Pedophile's Dream Part Seven

--Leslie Schmidt

In the morning, Megan was out of bed when I woke up. Jana lay in the crook of my arm, slobbering across my elbow and forearm. One of the half ferrule cats which hang around the place was laying across my feet.

I gently moved out of bed so as not to upset either of them, then took a leak and brushed my teeth. I went out on the porch after starting the coffee. Megan was across the yard, standing waist deep in the pond. I watched her swimming for a few moments, then went and got a cup of coffee. I went down to the water's edge and sat down on the blanket we had left out over night. I was half way to the water when she saw me and waved.

She kept swimming back and forth, doing at least five laps before walking out of the water toward me. God, what a goddess rose out of the water before me. King Arthur never saw a Lady of the Lake like this one.

She walked up and stood a few feet from me. I could tell that she knew I was admiring her body, and I could tell that she liked it.

"Good morning," I said.

"Fuck me," she replied.

She sat down on the blanket next to me and reached over to me, taking my dick with both hands. She started stroking it with the skill of a twenty-dollar Bangkok whore.

I scrambled around and knelt between her feet, then went down on her. I don't think I will ever tire of licking preteen pussies. Their smoothness and lite scent and taste is enthralling. Soon her juices were flowing and she was ready to ride me. I rolled off her and lay down on my back next to her.

When I started to pull Megan on top of me, she said, "No. You on top this time."

I let her fall back on to her back, then climbed onto my hands and knees above her. Looking down, I guided my dick as best I could to her pussy. She bent her legs, her knees against my hips as I lightly pushed against her vaginal gateway. Her pussy easily opened and admitted my cock.

I was careful not to put my weight on the tiny girl as I fucked her missionary style. Megan wrapped her arms and legs around me and accepted my total physical domination as she thrusted her hips up to accept me. Soon we were both engulfed in an intense climax. As I pumped my morning seed into the little nine-year-old, she bit down on my collar bone while she was assaulted by her orgasm. I buried my face in her wet hair.

I rolled over, pulling her with me. She lay, shrunken on top of me, panting.

A shadow passed over us and I opened my eyes to see Jana, standing a few feet from us, watching.

"Hi honey," I said.

"Hello."

I waited for her to say anything more. After a pause, "What's for breakfast?"

The three of us walked, hand in hand, back to the house and I made a western omelet. Then we cleaned up the house and, at about 10, put on clothes and headed into town to meet the girl's mother.

Lori was still as beautiful as ever. She still weighed just over 100 pounds, 5'3". She had let her chestnut hair grow a little longer, it just reached her shoulders. She had the front in bangs which made a straight line across her wide forehead, just at the level of her eye brows. Megan took after her, in fact, if their difference in ages could be erased, they could be twins. Jana took after her father.

The girls ran up to her, I stood back and watched the reunion, then Lori hugged me and gave me a kiss.

"So, how have my girls been?" she asked.

"No complaints."

"I'll bet." She gave me a rye expression, softened with a little smile.

"Have you to been having fun?" she asked the girls.

Jana squealed back "Yeah!" but Megan was a little more reserved in her reaction.

We ate lunch at an Arby's, then went grocery shopping at Wal-Mart. Megan and Lori got off alone for quite a while during our time in the store. When we met up again at the checkout, everything seemed normal, no hurt feelings.

We headed out on I-25, later we had dinner at a road side greasy spoon, then started up the hill into the mountains. The girls were asleep in the back and Lori and I had talked ourselves out. The car was quiet and sleepy. As happens to me often, under the circumstances, I started to get a woody, my dick was straining against my jeans.

I was pleasantly surprised when Lori leaned over and, playfully, bit my cock through the denim. She started stroking me and I slouched down slightly. It wasn't long before I was freed from the cloth prison and my kid sister was bobbing.

Lori is an accomplished cocksucker. When she was a "tween" and I was a young adolescent, we had taught each other. She swallowed her first mouthful of my sperm when she was ten (I was fourteen). Since we were first lovers, we have always fucked and sucked when we were together. At first, when she was married, we stayed out of bed, but, when I visited Seattle a couple months after Megan was born, and Jon was out on patrol...

Laura massaged my balls with one hand while she grasped my cock with the other. She held my head in her mouth and twisted her neck from side to side, then shoved me way down her throat. For a few minutes, she held my cock straight up and licked it like an ice cream cone, only to plunge again.

I heard a giggle and looked in the mirror, both girls were watching us. Laura looked up. "Girls, take notes. I'll show you exactly how to suck your uncle's dick." Then she went back to work.

The children were leaning over the seat, watching their mother blowing me. The car was on cruise control and, luckily, this part of the road was straight. When I started to cum, Lori lifted up so her daughters could get a good view of my jez straying into her mouth and across her face.

Lori sat up, wiping my semen from around her mouth with the back of her hand. "It's been a long time, Mark, you taste just as sweet as ever." She leaned forward and we exchanged a gooey, open mouth, kiss.

From the back seat, Megan piped us. "Why don't we all get naked? It'd be fun to be driving along like that."

I looked at Lori. She gave me a devilish grin, then pulled her shirt off over her head. Next she reached behind her and unfastened her bra, freeing her small tits. She sat back down and struggled out of her jeans. I was pleased to see that she still kept the small patch of curls well trimmed. She had started doing that for me when she was 13. For having had two kids, her tummy was still remarkably flat, just a little softness and stretching around her navel.

In the rear view mirror, I could see clothes flying as shirts were pulled free of shoulders and hair, then knees pointed up as pants were worked over them.

"Here, I'll take the wheel while you strip," Lori said.

I checked my speed, then let her take over. It was a little slow pulling my clothes off while not hitting the wheel. At one point, my shoe hit the brake lightly and cut out the cruise control. The car slowed until I pushed "resume" and we sped back up to 65.

Jana asked if she could come forward and she crawled over the seat and sat between her mother and I. They cuddled up, meanwhile, Megan lay across the back, reading a book. I turned on the radio as we sped through the grass and juniper covered lands.

Jana and Lori were whispering some, then there was some giggling, but I really didn't pay it much attention until Jana leaned over and took my cock between her chubby little hands. Then, with out preamble, she leaned down and started to suck on my flaccid member. It didn't stay that way for long, I was almost instantly erect.

I guess that twisting and leaning over was a little uncomfortable for the preschooler, she was soon on her hands and knees on the bench seat, her head bobbing up and down on my shaft, her ass in her mothers face.

First, Lori smiled as she looked at the five-year-old ass, thrust up into her face, then she got an idea and with a smile, held up one finger. I couldn't see but it was obvious that Jana didn't mind the feeling of her mother's finger sliding into her pussy. She sort of sighed and flared her hips back.

I built slowly, after all, I had just had a blow job about 20 minutes earlier, and Jana came quickly, taking my dick out of her mouth and groaning as she pushed back against her mother's finger.

I felt a breath against my neck, then Megan's arms circled my shoulders as she leaned over the seat, reaching for my woody. As Jana came a second time, Megan ran the head of my cock in and out of her cupped hands. Jana sat up in her mother's lap, her legs spread for her mother.

For me, there was just one way to improve; "Megan, come here and sit on my lap." There are advantages to driving a big fat Buick.

The nine year old climbed over the seat, then started to slide onto my lap. "No, facing me."

She got the idea and, with a grin, we worked her onto my lap. She reached down between us and guided me into her tight pussy.

"Hey, you two really are fucking," Lori said.

We didn't answer as Megan started to raise then lower herself, working me in and out of her girl-cunt. I looked over her shoulder and tried to concentrate on steering as she became wetter and wetter.

A car passed, going in the other direction, I doubt the driver realized what he had seen. I looked in him in the mirror- no brake lights.

The first time Megan came, she leaned back against the wheel and honked the horn. We all broke out laughing but soon it was quiet again as Lori worked Jana back up to another orgasm and I felt the pressure build.

It took another couple of minutes before the three of us all came. The car behaved as I emptied my sack into Megan and Jana moaned and pushed her mother's two fingers into her, then it was quiet as we all calmed down. Megan lay against me, my cock still deep in her third-grade snatch.

"Ya know, y'all've had a great time, kind of left me out," Lori said.

With regret, I motioned for Megan to move. "Hey girls, move to the back, I need to service your mother."

I slowed the car and pulled onto the shoulder. If the trucker that passed had looked, he would have seen my ass sticking up as I licked my sister's lovely pussy to a screaming orgasm. At one time I came up for air to see that Jana was giving her big sister the same treatment in the back seat, undoubtedly sucking my cum out of Megan's cooch.

It was just dark when we arrived at my cabin. In the dim twilight, I showed Lori around the place, she walked knee deep into the pond, looked in on the horses, then we went into the house.

The girls were raiding the fridge, each eating a bowl of ice cream. When a blob fell of Jana's spoon into her lap, I volunteered to lick it off. There were a lot of giggles as I sat her on the counter and slurped up the molten strawberry cream. There were some deep breaths and sighs when I licked the dribble that had run down her slit.

But, it was bath time, and the two girls ran off to the bathroom and Lori asked if I had a shower in the master. I was left alone, so I lit off my laptop to watch the girls. When the system came up, I was very pleased. The tub was full and Jana was on her back with Megan kneeling between her knees giving her a head job. Of course, the camera angles didn't allow me to get a really good look at the action, but the scene was incredibly erotic.

Even though I had already cum three times that day, my dick rose in my hand as I stroked it to the show. I was so engrossed that I didn't notice the water in the shower stop running or Lori walk up behind me.

"Wow, nice show!" she said.

I looked up, "Yah. I put these web cams in before the girls arrived."

Lori leaned over me from behind and put her arms across my chest, then took my cock away, pushing my hands off. Megan was furiously fingering herself as she brought her little sister closer and closer. Then Lori stepped around me and sat down, easily guiding my cock into her.

"God, it's been so long, Mark," she said.

I nuzzled her hair and ear, watching the girls over her shoulder.

"Have they been doing that for long?" I asked.

Between her breaths, as she raised and lowered herself on my cock, Lori said, "I don't think so...." Then, "They're horny little ones, aren't they?"

I was quickly building, "They've kept me busy."

"When...did...you...oh...first...ah...fuck...M...M... Magen?"

"Aa....ah...couple of d...days ago."

Through the wall, we could hear Jana squeal as she came. The sound of her daughter's ecstasy brought Lori off and, soon after, I pumped my sperm (what little I could muster) into my sister's womb. She leaned forward, her arms on the desk, her face close to the screen. She was panting.

"I've always felt you're the best fuck I've ever had," she said.

"Your daughter's a close second," I said.

My cock was still deep in my little sister's cunt. "Don't bullshit me, I know that you live for fucking little girls."

"I mean, dear," I said, "when you were her age."

"We didn't fuck 'till I was ten."

I pulled her back against me and kissed the nap of her neck. Her hair was wet and smelled of shampoo. "What ever."

All four of us spent the night curled around each other in my bed. At one point, I came dimly awake to the feeling of some ones little hand stroking my cock, but when it didn't react, we both fell back asleep.

The next day, what was going to be our last one of the vacation, was very slow. We woke late and had breakfast on the veranda. Then we all went for a swim in the pond. Lori and I lay on a blanket in the sun as the girls splashed around. It wasn't long before Lori was on top, riding my cock. The thought that the girls, for just a few yards away, could see me sliding in and out of their mother, watch her enveloping me as I slid in all the way, watch us both building, the tension getting stronger as the crescendo approached, then see me lifting my ass off the blanket as I slammed my cock in and filled their mothers womb. I wondered if the girls realized that my sperm was flooding into the same place that they each had ridden, warm and secure.

We were laying together, still coupled when Jana came and lay down on top of her mother, nuzzling her neck. Then I felt Megan next to me, laying one of her arms and one of her legs across us.

She was positioned just right for me to turn my hand out and feel her pubs. She inhaled when I ran my finger along her slit, then pushed the end into her. With my other hand, I was pleased to discover, I was able to cup Jana's ass and, pushing her forward just a couple of inches, let me also finger her tiny hole.

Soon, both of the little girls were panting and humping, Lori and I were wrapped in a lovely blanket of ardorus children. I felt another hand on mine, the one that I was finger-fucking Megan with. At first I was a little confused, then I realized it was Lori. Her hand was on top, moving with mine as I petted her daughter. I lifted mine to make room for hers underneath, then guided Lori's hand over her daughter's snatch and her finger into her child's vagina. I moved my hand with hers, even pushing my finger into Megan also, so she had both of us inside her.

All this activity had brought me back to life, and I was also humping, sliding in and out of Lori. Jana slid off the side opposite her sister and, as things worked out, I fingered her to climax while Lori got her older child off. Both girls were panting in the afterglow when I pumped just a small squirt of jez into Lori's quivering snatch. We lay together like that for several minutes before we all went and rinsed off in the pond before going back up to the cabin for lunch.

That afternoon, I saddled the horses and, with Megan on an ATV, we showed Lori around the place. I must admit, it was the first time I had ever ridden a horse naked, and I found it a bit uncomfortable. The squeezing of my balls between the leather saddle Jana's sweet little ass brought the most remarkable combination of pleasure and pain. I was only able to muster a half hard on as I finger-fucked Jana to a groaning orgasm as we moved along the trail.

Lori was a bit big for the pony, so we only went a couple of miles before returning, the little beast was flagging under the weight of an adult. The sun was nearing the mountain tops as I barbecued some burgers. The apron I put on was the first clothes I had worn since arriving the night before.

Megan and I did the dishes while Jana and Lori sat out on the porch. When we were finished, I took two rum and cokes out for Lori and I, the girls got the coke without the rum. Jana was on Lori's lap, we sat in silence.

I was laying back, watching Jupiter rise above the mountain, when I heard a little squeak from Jana. I looked over and, although it was dark, I could see that Jana had her legs spread, her knees outside her mother's thighs, and her head nestled between Lori's tits. Lori had both her hands in Jana's crotch and was obviously rubbing her little girl, building her to a rapid climax. My own dick was just beginning to rise when Jana arched her back and caught her breath-it is amazing how quickly the five-year-old gets off.

She sank down, her breath slowing. Then she sat up and turned around, facing her mother.

"Mommy, please let Uncle Mark put his thing in me."

We were silent for a moment, then Lori said, "He might hurt you, honey, you're still pretty small."

"You wont hurt me, will you Uncle Mark?" she turned toward me.

I looked at Lori, just the thought of fucking the preschooler was enough to make me rock hard. "I'd love to try."

"You stay here," Lori said as she got up and led Jana inside, "I'll call you when we're ready."

I light went on inside and Megan asked, "Wont you hurt her a lot? I can barely get my fingers in her?"

In the darkness, I grinned, "We'll see."

Megan reached over and grasped my cock, stroking it gently. Next she knelt next to my chair and took me into her mouth.

I stroked the back of her head, "Watch that, darling, I may not have anything for your little sister."

"MMmmmm," the vibration moved through me like a gentle electric current. I marveled as I felt my cock again pushed against the back of her throat, then pushed harder.

"We're ready!" came Lori's voice from inside.

We stood up, but Megan didn't let go of my cock-she led me in by it.

Lori had put Jana up on the table. The little one was sitting, her ass at the edge, leaning back on her hands. She had her knees pulled up and spread apart. She was watching, and panting, as her mother pushed two fingers in and out of her tiny pussy. On the table, next to Jana, was a bottle of baby oil, her crotch, the insides of her thighs, and her mother's hand were glistening with the oil.

Megan led me over to her little sister who looked, first at my cock, then at my face with a wide-eyed, open mouthed expression. She was flushed, beads of sweat were on her forehead and upper lip. As her mother continued fingering her, she closed her eyes and humped, pulling her knees up to her shoulders and throwing her head back, another orgasm sweeping over her tiny frame.

Lori removed her hand from her daughter's genitals and brushed her wet blonde hair back. "Are you ready for your Uncle Mark?" she asked.

Jana looked at her mother, "Will it hurt?"

"It may, at first. If it hurts a lot, just tell me darling, Uncle Mark will stop."

The five-year-old looked at me, then at my cock and in a quiet voice said, "ok."

Lori picked up the bottle of oil and squirted some on the top of my dick, then she moved her hand up and down the shaft, spreading the slippery fluid.

"Ok, Mark. Go real slow."

I took a step forward and placed the head of my cock against the tiny slit. It looked like I would split the little girl in half. Megan went around behind her sister and, climbing up on the table, knelt behind her. She put her arms around her sibling and watched from over her shoulder. Then Lori reached down and, as best she could with all the slipperiness, spread Jana's lips apart, opening the gap.

I gently pushed against the child and her lips spread around the tip of my cock.

"Is it Ok?" Lori asked.

"Yeah."

I pushed a little harder and Jana stiffened.

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked.

"no"

I pushed just a little more and, suddenly, the head of my cock disappeared inside her. I couldn't believe I was fucking a five-year-old!"

"Oh Mommy!" she sort of whimpered.

I held still.

"Is it Ok? Do you want him to stop?"

"It's ok, Mommy." Then she looked at me. "I love you, Uncle Mark."

I leaned forward, putting my hands on the edge of the table. "I love you too, Jana." I said as I started moving, just a little, back and forth.

I pulled back, pulling about half the head out of the child, then slowly pushed back in. Jana let out a sigh. On my second push, I was amazed that about a half inch of the shaft slid into her.

The little one was amazingly tight, it felt like I was pushing my cock into a tightly clamped fist. On the third push, the head and about an inch slid in before I reached the top. On my next push, Jana groaned.

That's when I lost some of my nervousness and started to feel what it was like. With my every thrust, Jana would rock and groan, a low voice from deep in her throat. I was now moving with regularity and smoothness, truly fucking my niece. Her groans changed to grunts. Then she looked straight at me, her face in shock and let out a low, guttural, "OOOHHHhhhh."

I felt her baby pussy spasm around my dick. I bucked and fired my sperm inside her. I shoved into her again, pumping more semen into the five-year-old's womb as waves of climax washed over her. Jez leaked out around my cock, filling in around her bright-red clit. My dick twitched as I emptied the last of my sperm into her.

We were both panting. My knees were weak. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her against me. Megan and Lori hugged us both as Jana continued to pant. We stayed that way for a couple of minutes, then I lay Jana back onto the table. Her ribs were still heaving.

I looked down. My cock was still inside her. Her cunt lips seemed impossibly stretched around my shaft. I pulled back and her pussy relinquished its hold. I slid out, a string of white goo stretched from my pee hole to her snatch for a second, then breaking.

Her whole mons was pinkish and her pussy lips, around the opening, were a nasty red. Lori looked down at her and gently pushed on one, there was a hiss of breath from Jana.

"OOoo, she's going to be bruised," Lori said.

She brushed a string of wet hair off of Jana's forehead. "Did he hurt you, darling?"

Jana sat up and hugged me, "Oh, Uncle Mark, I love you so much."

I pushed her head back and kissed her. "I love you too, honey." Then, after a pause, "Did it hurt?"

"A little at first, but then...."

Lori took Jana into the bath and washed the oil and semen off her in the tub, then tucked her into bed. She was asleep before I went in to kiss her forehead.

When I came out, Lori said, "Megan wants to screw you now, if you feel up to it."

Megan had assumed her sister's position on the table. Her crotch was wet with the baby oil and, as I watched, she pushed her index finger into her hairless cunt. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she then pushed a second finger inside her.

Lori came over and knelt in front of me. It is really something to watch a grade schooler masturbating while getting a blow job from her mother. I was really hard, really soon.

Lori stood up and led me, again by the dick, to her older daughter, then positioned my cock at the child's pussy. I pushed and slowly sank into her. Megan lay back on the table and watched my face as I watched my cock slide in and out of her. What a sight, the nine-year-old was splayed out on the table, opened completely for me. I hadn't noticed Lori leave but then heard the whine of the DVD recorder as she filmed her daughter getting fucked.

We both came at the same time, I shoved deep inside the child and blew my sperm. Lori zoomed in on her little girls cunt as it quivered and some semen oozed out around the edges, then pulled back to show her entirely as she lay panting.

We put the girls to bed together after cleaning to oil off the semi-conscious fourth grader. Then Lori and I cuddled together in my bed. There was no way I was going to be able to screw again that night. However, in the morning, as she lay on her stomach, still asleep, I knelt above her, then leaned forward over her. She woke up as I pushed my dick into her from behind. She flared her hips as I humped her from behind. I rolled over, pulling her on top of me, facing the ceiling. We had a crashing orgasm together as I squeezed her tits and fingered her cunt. Only when we had calmed down did we notice the two onlookers in the doorway.

Jana and Megan jumped into bed and soon they were both on their backs, legs spread, knees in the air. I licked and sucked Megan while Lori gently brought her littlest one off, being careful not to hurt her bruised pussy.

This was our last love making as their plane left early that afternoon. However, it was arranged that, in November, I would join them for Thanksgiving.

lschmidt@boardermail.com

Epilogue