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.

Story codes: Mg, Mgg, mg, Fg.

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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 Six

--Leslie Schmidt

I woke up to the sounds of a cow mooing just outside the house. The light bovine odor made it into the house, not really unpleasant. There was a breeze lifting the curtains- another day in paradise.

The girls were curled around each other. Jana had her thumb in her mouth, their legs were intertwined. Megan had her arms around her little sister.

I gently got out of the bed, not wanting to wake them. After a trip to the bathroom, I got my camera and took a few shots of the sleeping children. Then to the kitchen for coffee.

I went out onto the deck and watched, for the thousandth time, the sun rise behind the mountain. I drank my coffee as the herd of cattle moved down the drive toward the valley. The toilet flushed, then water ran in the bathroom. Megan came out, still naked, and sat down in the chair next to me.

"How ya doing this morning, love?"

The nine-year-old stretched and arched her back against the chair. "Ummm, I feel great."

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah."

We were silent for a few minutes, I really didn't feel uncomfortable, I know that the night before had been a time to treasure.

"I love you, Megan," I said.

She looked down, "I love you too, Uncle Mark."

"Was last night what you wanted it to be?" I asked.

She looked up at me and smiled, "Oh yeah. Mommy had told me about it, but it was better!"

Hearing this, and looking at her, made my dick start to swell, again.

"Can we do it, now?" she asked.

I leaned across the gap between us and pulled the child out of her chair, then picked her up and sat her on my lap, facing me, with her legs spread. My cock rubbed between her lips. She put her arms around my neck and hugged me, then we kissed-a wet tongue lashing of the sexy kind. My dick pushed up against her pussy lips and ass crack.

"Here, let's get things better positioned." I lifted her and my cock sprang up between us, then I sat her back down. As we kissed, the nine-year-old started to hump against me, When she started her first heavy, ragged breaths, I felt a slipperiness against my cock where her lips were pushed apart.

We had only been going at it for a minute or two, but I could tell the sexy preteen was ready. I lifted her up and, as I lowered her, my cock head naturally pushed against the entrance to her pussy. Her feet were on the floor on either side of the low Adirondack chair, so she had control as she slowly lowered herself on my rod and slid my cock inside her for only the second time. As she felt me moving into her, she was looking up, over my head, eyes unfocused, mouth open, a soft "Ahhhhh...." escaping from her throat.

For my part, I watched as my cock first spread her smooth, hairless little-girl pussy lips, then, millimeter by millimeter, disappeared into her pussy. When about half of my cock was inside her, I hit the top, her pussy was just too small and too tight to take all of me.

Then she started to lift up, then lower down, fucking me in and out of her. She was unbelievably tight (I didn't remember her being so tight the night before). As she moved up and down my shaft, her breathing started to match.

Her flat chest with its nub nipples was even with my face and I started following one of them up and down with my tongue. Megan had her hands on my shoulders, putting much of her weight on them, as she lifted, then sank, moving me in and out of her nine-year-old cunny. She leaned forward against me, pushing my head against the back of the chair, laying her belly against my stomach. The twin ridges which ran down the center of her stomach were in the gap between my pecs. I helped move the child up and down by grasping her ass with both my hands.

As she built to orgasm, she wrapped her arms around my head and crushed my face against her boyish chest. With a shudder and a groan, she came, pushing hard against me, The wooden chair creaked as I humped up into her, putting most of our weight against the wide boards of the back. I emptied my sperm deep into her tight slot. Her pussy contracted around me, milking the semen out and swallowing it up into her immature womb.

She leaned against me, we were both breathing hard as Megan relaxed, still impaled on me. After a minute she lifted up and looked down at me.

"Good morning!" she said.

"Yes it is," I replied.

She stood up, her feet on either side of the chair, straddling my hips. A blob of my jiz dripped out from between her lips and fell on my thigh. She stepped back and sat down on the small table at the foot of my chair. She leaned back and displayed her cum filled pussy for me. She wiped her hand along her slit and came up with her hand covered with a mixture of our love.

"That's gooy!"

All I did was laugh quietly.

We were making breakfast when Jana came out of the bedroom, rubbing her eyes. We had omelets and tea (milk for Jana). It was while the girls were cleaning up (the site of the two naked preteens working in a kitchen is marvelous) that I checked my e-mail and learned that my sister had booked a flight to arrive the next day.

That morning, we spent cleaning the house and doing laundry. Then, while the girls explored around the place on my ATV, I changed the oil in the generator and cleaned up an old Buick sedan for the trip into Albuquerque the next day. Toward late afternoon, we all stripped down and swam in the lake. After just a few minutes, I came out and lay down on a blanket while I listened to the girls playing. I quickly fell asleep.

I'm sure I had only been asleep for only a few minutes when the soft giggling of the girls, quite close by, woke me. I barely opened my eyes to find Megan kneeling to my left and Jana to my right. Jana was leaning over my face and a couple of drops of water hit my chest and neck. I closed my eyes and feigned sleep.

The girls continued whispering and giggling. While I really didn't hear or see anything, I had the sense of one of them moving closer to me, then I felt a breath against my cock. Next I felt just the ends of some fine hair against my hips and pubes, then soft lips brushed the head of my cock. More movement and giggling. Next came the hair and lips again, but this time they sucked my flaccid, but quickly swelling, schlong through them into a small wet mouth. I opened my eyes to see the back of Jana's head with her short blond hair.

I opened my eyes, no longer trying to pretend that I was asleep. "Oh, honey, that's wonderful."

My dick was instantly rock hard, but Jana kept the side of her head on my belly. This allowed me to hump into her face. I was running my dick head in and out of the five- year-olds mouth, it felt wonderful.

I looked up at Megan. She seemed fascinated watching her kid sister give her uncle a blow job.

"Come here, sit on my face," I said.

Megan looked at me, I could tell she didn't understand.

"Kneel over me, I'll lick your pussy."

She got the idea and I soon had my head nestled between the fourth graders thighs, her silky smooth pussy lips pressed against my mouth, my tongue working back and forth along her slit.

Things built quickly. At some point, Jana straightened up and, grasping me, bobbed up and down on my head. Meanwhile, Megan's preteen pussy juices were coating my lips and tongue. She leaned forward, now on her hands and knees as I pushed my tongue into her snatch, then danced with her clit.

With a loud groan, Megan came. She pushed hard against me just as I pushed my tongue into her vagina, its convulsive movements pulling me in. I went over the edge and emptied my sack into Jana's mouth. I could feel her mouth squeezing down on me as she tried to swallow every drop.

Megan rolled off of me, laying on her side, panting. I looked down at Jana. White goo was smeared around her mouth. She looked at me with her mouth open. More semen filled the creases between her teeth and lips, a string of jez stretched from the roof of her mouth to her tongue.

I reached down and dragged her little thirty-five pound body up on top of me. As I leaned back down on my back, I pulled her face to me and kissed the five-year-old goddess. I pushed my tongue through her lips and licked the remainder of jez out of her face. Now I had my slimy cum smeared on my lips.

Jana pulled away, giggling. A thin string of cum extended between our lips.

"Lay down, honey. I'm going to make you cum now," I said.

Jana scrambled off me and sat down in the grass. She had her legs bent and her knees apart. She was leaning back on her hands. This was the most wonderful view of her fat pussy lips between her chubby little girl thighs. Her lips were pulled apart, reveling her baby clit and tiny inner lips, slightly apart.

The sight of her was such a turn-on, I dove at her, shoving my head between her legs. Jana gasped when my tongue slid along her slit, starting at her baby vagina and sliding over the hood of her clit, up to the meeting of her smooth pussy lips.

The pre-schooler's pussy juices were intoxicating. I gave her a tongue lashings of the sexy kind which soon had her groaning and uncontrollably humping to meet my oral thrusts. Jana pressed my head between her thighs when she came, squealing and shaking in ecstasy.

I sat up and wiped my chin, a shit eating grin on my face as I watched the five-year-old panting on the ground. Megan was still laying on the ground next to us, laying on her back and gently fingering herself, not jerking off in earnest, just prolonging the pleasure.

I stood up and walked out into the water, cooling off as I dove under and swam to the far side of the pond. When I turned to look at the children, they were still laying where I had left them. Megan was no longer rubbing herself, they both could have been asleep.

As the light dimmed, we made our way back to the house. I cooked chicken on the grill and we sat on the dark porch and ate, listening to the night sounds.

None of us put any clothes on during the entire evening and we all slept in a pile in my bed, cuddled around each other.

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Part 7