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'

Summer Musings

by Leslie Schmidt

We were sitting on the floating lounge chair, gently being moved around the pool by the light breezes. My ten-year- old was on my lap, we were laying back, looking into the sky.

Jenny was wearing an orange two-piece. It is a fairly modest affair. The top covers her chest from just below the collar bones to the bottom of her solar plexus. The bottoms are more like shorts than a bikini. The elastic band is about an inch below her navel and the hem around the leg openings give them about an inch inseam.

Normally, I would really dislike a swimsuit such as this on my sexy ten-year-old lover except that, because there is no elastic around the leg openings, from the right positions you can see the creases along to bottom of her ass cheeks and, occasionally, even get a glimpse of her pussy lips up a leg hole. Also, the relatively large flat piece of fabric covering her chest only serves to emphasize the small mounds of her just-now beginning to develop breasts.

It was a hot and lazy day, the cicadas were making an almost painful racket in the trees, and a hawk was making slow circles a thousand feet above us. I slowly moved my hand from her side and up over her top, laying it across her shoulder, my fingertips on her right nipple.

When I started gently moving my fingers back and forth, Jenny let out a slow sigh and arched her back slightly. My cock swelled against her rump.

I moved my hand across her chest and gave her left titty some attention, feeling the stiff nipple through the fabric. Then I brought my left hand up her thigh and pushed my finger up through the loose leg opening of her suit to caress her pussy.

Jenny shifted her legs and let them hang down into the water on either side of my knees. However, because of the restriction of the fabric, I still didn't have full access to her sex. I moved my hand up, then slid it under the waistband of her bottoms and slid my fingers down over her smooth and hairless pussy. I pushed my middle finger along her slit, then bent it and into her vagina. She let out a little groan.

Jenny reached up and pulled her top up, uncovering her preteen breasts for me to fondle. Her nipples were erect, nickel sized cones sticking up above the slight swelling of what would become a beautiful woman's breasts. She started to hump slowly to meet my finger (now joined by my index) as it moved in and out of her snatch.

I had to leave her chest for a moment as I reached between us and repositioned my enraged cock, up along her ass crack, the head reaching just below the small of her back.

With this movement, and break in the action, Jenny sat up slightly and pulled her top off over her head, then she leaned down against me, putting her feet in the middle of my thighs, and lifted her ass as she pulled her bottoms down and off. We almost rolled the floating chase lounge over with the movement and giggled as we fought to get back in balance. As I renewed my finger-fucking, she turned her head and leaned back, we kissed, our tongues more out of both of our mouths then in each others.

Jenny soon came, holding her legs in the air, her knees bent and humping hard while pushing my hand and fingers into her pussy with her right hand, her left pinching her neglected left nipple.

She relaxed against me in the after glow. I let her breathing slow; her legs were again lazing in the water on the outside of my thighs.

"Here, honey, lift up so I can get my trunks off."

It took a coordinated effort for me to free myself and we both not end up swimming, but soon Jenny was again straddling me, laying on her back, but this time my cock was sticking up between her legs.

She reached down and, with both hands, started stroking my shaft. The view down over her shoulder looked like she was jerking off with her dick, except for the feeling of her little hands moving along my shaft.

I reached down and, at the same time pushed my ass down, sliding my cock back. Jenny lifted herself, again, and guided me to the entrance to her snatch. I easily slid into her preteen cunt.

I love fucking my little girl like this, from behind with her on top. I love having my hands free to slide along her smooth, clear skin. It is the most intense turn-on to feel her hairless, preteen pussy as I push my dick in and out of her. I can finger her hard little clit while pushing against the top of her vagina.

Very soon, we were both groaning as our mutual orgasm swept over us. I exploded, shooting my seed deep into her child womb as she reached over her head, pulling my head against her shoulder. I filled her preteen pussy to overflowing and could feel my jez, along with her own juices, flowing out around my cock, then dripping down into the water. My heart was pounding; Jenny was breathing in short gasps.

"I love feeling you filling me like that, Daddy," she said.

"I love you so much, darling," I said.

We lay like that, floating in the pool under the hot Texas sun, coupled, and went to sleep. My ten-year-old lover, splayed out on top of me, her thighs spread, legs in the water, arms out to each side, my dick buried in her child puss.