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'

The Making of "Night Storms, Part III By Leslie Schmidt

"She's still really sore and swollen," Joanne said to Steve as they walked down the dock toward the real Magic.

"I figured," he replied. "There's a Santa Anna blowing up today, they're predicting small craft warnings by this afternoon, so it's probably our only chance to get the storm scene on location." The continued on for a few more steps before stopping beside the boat. On the other side of the dock the diesels of the film crew boat bubbled the water, "Will you go over the script with her? I know it's out of order, but, well, if I can get these shots on location instead of in front of the blue screen..."

"Sure, hopefully she'll pay attention, you know how much she likes to sail."

The shooting went well and Steve was very pleased with the film. The only unusual problem was, when they were filming a few short shots of Val before the storm hit, he realized that her pussy lips were quite red and had to order makeup to tone down the color. Valerie giggled when she had to sit down and spread her legs for the makeup girl. That's when they all saw the bruising, her lips around her vagina were blue and purple. Doug looked quite concerned but Valerie laughed at him and told him she couldn't wait to heal so they could do it again. Steve decided to call off the shooting for the next day, claiming he had too much editing work to do. He did, however, have Doug come in to voice over his mistake, calling Valerie "Valerie", instead of Lessa.

On the following day, Thursday, Steve again changed the shooting schedule. Rather than risk causing Valerie pain by having her fuck Doug too soon, he decided to shoot the Cazamel woods scene. The part from the beach, where Lessa watches a nude beauty walk by and notices Don's admiration, would have to be shot later, but the blow job in the bushes would, he hoped, not be a problem. As he expected, Val was eager to film the scene, Doug, of course, had no objections to the idea. So, the film crew moved into a wooded area behind the studio and set up while Val and Doug were in makeup.

It started with Val leading Doug through the trees and undergrowth, giggling and bantering with him on the way. When they approached a fallen log, "Sit down here," she said. Doug complied and the cute ten year old knelt between his knees. Doug was half hard in anticipation. Valerie ducked down and pulled the head of his cock into her mouth without using her hands. She sucked it into her, lifting up as he grew and rose. She pulled away and smiled up at him (a camera was positioned to look down from his perspective), "This is for you."

She grasped his shaft with one hand and started sucking again. "Oh, you're wonderful," Doug moaned.

He was fully hard now and Val licked the full nine inches of his shaft, then took the head again. After two more bobs, she again licked him, moving down toward his balls. First she kissed the right one, then sucked lightly on the left before opening her mouth and taking them both into her mouth. Instinctively, Doug lifted his legs slightly in a defensive move as she swished his nuts around, holding his cock against his stomach, her eyes laughing up at the camera. She released his balls, leaned back and took his cock back into her mouth.

Doug was beginning to breathe hard and hump to meet her, the muscles in his thighs and stomach tensing. "Do you want to try deep throating him?" Steve asked.

Val, her mouth still filled with cock, looked off to the side at Steve. Then she rose up and stood, bending over sharply at the waist, sticking her ass in the air, putting her hands on Doug's thighs to support herself. Then, straightening her back as much as she could, swiveling her neck up, she slowly leaned forward. The head and the light colored skin behind the hood passed her lips, then another inch of his shaft. She stopped.

"Just relax your throat and lean forward honey," Joanne said from off camera. "Hold your breath and slide it in."

Valerie looked forward and down, then took a deep breath through her nose, and then started to slowly move forward. Inch by inch, Doug's cock passed by her lips and disappeared into the preteen's face. Doug moaned as he watched his child-lover swallow his entire cock, her nose pushing into his dick hair. She stopped, holding there, her forehead against his stomach, his balls against her chin, then she rocked back and forth just a little, pistoning only an inch inside her throat before she pulled back, pulling him completely out of her face. She looked up at Doug, "Did you like that?"

"Oh yeah."

Val went back to sucking cock, squatting down, making little burping sounds when the vacuum around her lips leaked. Again she licked Doug's dick from his balls to the glans, then she twirled her tongue around the head before straightening her legs again and pushing it deep into her throat. Doug, watching his entire cock disappear into Valerie's mouth, groaned, "Oh God, honey, I'm going to shoot."

Valerie pulled Doug's cock out and considered it as she jerked him with both hands. Doug started to hump strongly, "I'm cumming."

The ten year old clasped her mouth around his cock head and, instantly, she was flooded with sperm. She pulled back, still jerking him off, her mouth open, and he shot a thick string of semen into her face, then another splashed on her cheek and into her hair. Again she jammed him into her mouth as his cum overflowed, running in a large sheet over her lower lip and down her chin. He humped three or four times more into the child's face before sinking back.

Valerie looked up, releasing Doug's dick. Her face was covered with his semen, drops hung in her hair and on her right eyebrow. She smiled and opened her mouth, it was filled with his white slime. Val moved her tongue around her teeth and lips, moving the goopy jez. She smacked her lips, then laughed, spitting a drop of cum which ran down her chin.

"Ooops!" she said, catching it in her hand. She wiped her chin, then, with a sultry look, licked the sperm off her hand, closing her mouth and swallowing deeply, working the cum out of her mouth and down her throat. Again, she opened her mouth, showing Doug that she had swallowed almost his entire load.

Doug reached down and lifted her up, kissing her deeply, smearing his cum on his face from hers. She pulled back, smiling, "Good, huh?"

"Oh, yeah." Doug lowered his hand, bringing it up between her legs.

Val pulled away and stood up. "No, that was for you."

She turned and ran back down the trail in the direction they had come.

"Cut!" Steve called. The crew broke into spontaneous applause.

Part 4