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Subject: Leslie (Mf, cons, pedo)
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Leslie (Mf, cons, pedo)
Lance DeLonge
As I slowly awakened in the mass of body limbs, Mike and Pam woke only
briefly, Pam smiled wearily as I climbed out from beneath her limp,
exhausted form, her soft hairless skin rubbing mine as I ran my lips across
her voluptuous chest once more.
I slowly opened the bedroom door, careful not to bother the dozing
couple as I slipped out of the room. The feeling of tranquil satisfaction
gripped my body as I flipped on the light to the large, lavishly decorated
bathroom. Raising the toilet lid, I commenced to drain my ravage cock of
its yellow waste. As the last drops of urine fell into the porcelain bowl,
I glanced to the open bathroom door. There, watching as I finished my
excretion, the young shape of Pam's daughter, Leslie, stood staring, her
small eyes as wide as a half dollar and a expression of surprise and
pleasure was sprawled across her pretty face.
She was dressed in a long cotton night shirt that was decorated with
small blue flowers. Her nearly canary blond hair flowed down her back,
nearly touching the ground.
She walked slowly over to me, reaching out cautiously and touching my
limp penis with a common five year olds curiosity.
"What's this?" she asked, stroking my foreskin and looking up at me with
big, green curious eyes.
"That's my dick," I replied softly, enjoying the young girls fascination
with my cock.
"What does it do?" she asked again, staring up at my face, her eyes
shimmering in wonder.
"Want me to show you?" I asked back, kneeling down to the little girls
level and running my fingers through her silky thin hair.
"Uh-huh." she answered, smiling at the intimate attention I was giving
her.
"Take me to your room." I said.
"Ok. Fallow me!" she cried, grabbing my hand and pulling me from the
bathroom and down the hall.
We continued down the dark hallway back toward the stairs, pulling off
at the last door and entering a bright room decorated with pink teddy bears
and lace. Scattered across the floor were various toys with which a young
girl generally plays with. A naked Skipper doll stood guard over her play
house while Ken presided inside the bedroom, seemingly wrapped in a toil of
toy lust with Barbi and her pink dog.
A brown fuzzy bear was tied up with an extra jump rope and her closet
was filled with dozens of pairs of canvas and leather shoes. Leslie walked
over to the pink canopy bed, pulling me along behind her and sitting me on
the turned down sheets. She hit a switch nest to the bed and the main
lights went dark, leaving only the dim reading light on next to her bed.
Her light colored hair glowed softly with the dim glow and her young,
sensitive skin seemed like a newly washed silk sheet that was drying in the
fresh spring sun. Her hair electrified my skin as she rubbed it across my
cheek. Leslie looked so innocent as she stood smiling at me in the sweet,
nieve way young girls often do. I smiled back at her, running my hand
through her long, silken hair.
I took a seat on the bed, and watched as the young girl's trembling hand
reached out and touched my rising pecker again.
"It's okay, it won't bite," I comforted her, trying to flex my cock to
get it closer to her small hand. Her fingers felt like fire as they
surrounded it with pleasurable warmth and vibrance as her hand wrapped
around the now fully erect porker's head, and she looked up into my eyes
with a smile.
"It's hard!" she said in surprise, sliding her tiny, clumsy finger down
its sensitive belly. Leslie crawled down on the floor, gripping the
strange, fleshy rod with both hands and proceded to lick it like an all-day
sucker.
"Do you know where it goes?" I asked, knowing exactly how she would
answer.
"No," she said predictably, "Where?"
"It can go just about anyplace in your body," I explained, trying to use
a soft, soothing voice to avoid intimidating her, "Some girls like it in
their mouths," I said, stroking my large round fingers across her small,
silken lips, enjoying how her light green eyes stared up at me with total
attention on me.
"Or," I continued, " you can put it inside your vagina."
"Inside?" she asked, obviously amazed at the prospect.
"Yeah, right in there." I exclaimed, placing my thumbs between her legs.
I could feel the tiny, tender indent where her young hairless lips curved
inward into the small girls body beneath her fresh white night shirt, and I
couldn't wait to be in her.
"And some other girls like it in their butt," I said, drawing the little
girl close and let her wrap her small, petite arms around my neck while I
lifted up her night gown in the back and placed my large, hungry hands on
her tender, virgin ass. I slowly kissed her cheek, letting her long shirt
fall back down around her knees, "Would you like it in any of those
places?" I ask, giving her a little space and staring deep into her
innocent emerald eyes.
"Uh-huh," she moaned.
"Where?" I inquired, my passion rising as the little girl began to lower
herself to the floor, her happy, sparkling eyes drifting from mine to my
elongated porker.
"All of 'em."
She gripped the hard, hot flesh with both of her miniature sized hands
and slowly devoured my hardy pecker. The second it entered Leslie's small,
wet mouth, my mind became flooded with emense pleasure of unbelievable
power. There is something about having a mere baby of a girl go down on
you that blows your mind away. Maybe it the way she had to stretch her
mouth as wide as she could just to take in the fat rod, or maybe it was the
way her eyes opened and stared at me as she tasted her first male
ejaculation, but whatever it was, the far too few minutes she spent licking
and caressing my oversized dick with her tonge have left a deep impression
in my mind as one of the most erotic and by far one of the most pleasurable
experiences in my life.
As Leslie explored my crotch with her tiny fingers, stroking nearly
every dark, curly pubic hair and feeling the loose softness of my dangling
balls. Her busy fingers fidgeted very carefully with each tiny wrinkle of
my tight ass hole, which only hour before her father had his way with.
It wasn't long before Leslie learned her way around my cock, and each
tiny stroke of her small tonge brought crippling ecstasy streaking through
my genitals. I collapsed backward onto her pink cotton sheets, my eyes
tightly shut, but as I lost one sense, another sharpened dramatically. All
around me I could feel Leslie's clean sheets rubbing gently against my
super-sensitive skin, the smell of fresh, clean wash burned my nostrils
with scents of wildflowers and soap. Almost instinctively I drew the light
colored sheets around me, exceptionally aware of the fantasy-freed act of
carnal pleasure going on between my spread legs which hung limply off the
end of the small bed.
I couldn't help but to groan as Leslie called forth a savage orgasm like
a magical incantation created from just simple movements of her mouth. I
gasp uncontrollably as I felt each powerful glob shoot from my rifle like
penis into the immature female's mouth. Each missile brought with it the
primitive yet undeniable pleasure of the climax of the sexual act. The
overwhelming power of the climax corsed through my body, and for a single
moment I could feel the dream of every man who ever walked this Earth.
I slowly sat up, and as the last group of sperm cells passed through the
tip of my head, I saw Leslie's huge green eyes slowly close as she
recovered from the shock of the spitting tube. She carefully pulled her
mouth free of the strong suction grip, allowing a small stream of semen to
trickle from the corner of her mouth.
I lovingly smiled down at the young girl as she swallowed my cum deeply.
Her pretty young face looked so innocent as she sat motionless between my
legs and I wondered at how someone so young could bring me nearly as much
pleasure as her far more experienced mother.
I cupped her small chin in my hand and kissed her parted lips so
tenderly that Leslie seemed to follow my lips like a lost puppy as I lured
her onto the bed. Once she laid quietly next to me, I once again let her
feel my mouth. Her lips must have been by far the softest material on the
planet, for as my thankful mouth embraced hers, they seemed to burn with
the sweet tenderness around this five year old's opening. As my excited
tonge explored my young lovers oral insides, I could taste the sweet-tart
taste of my own cum, and knowing that it had been inside a near baby of a
girl seemed to make it that much more sexy. I laid her light blonde head
on her puffy pillow and crawled down to where her long, white night shirt
stopped. My lips caressed her never before shaven calves and their arduous
smoothness seemed to light my lips on fire. I thoroughly covered each of
her small tender feet with a light layer of saliva before sliding the
bottom of her shirt slowly up, breathing in the deep, warm, humid smell of
Leslie's virgin cunt. Leslie's hairless hole appeared slowly, and I
finished pushing her long shirt up far past her belly before I lowered my
head into the untouched split. As if on instinct, Leslie spread her legs
spread eagled as my tongue ran down her smooth hairless canyon, running
unopposed from her pussy down to her ass. Leslie moaned slightly as I
continued this short, playful trip between her wide open legs. Once I
finally centered all my attention to bringing my young mistress to her
first orgasm, a thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead and she stared
at the large man who now ate hungrily at her pussy.
"Again!" she called out as I dipped my tongue deep into her narrow
abyss, her head jerking back and her eyes rolling back from the intense new
feeling.
"Oh mommy . . . yesssss!" the small form moaned as I continued my
tongue's gyrations into her slowly loosening pussy. After only seconds of
this new growing lust given to her by a near stranger, Leslie gasp deeply
for air as she fought back the growing urge to scream. Her climax didn't
last long as I began to notice her muscles relax and her breathing grow
more steady.
I crawled up next to her and watched as her naked belly rose and fell
and her innocent face smiled with the experience of her first orgasm.
"Matt," Leslie spoke after a few minutes, "what was that?"
"That's what heaven feels like," I explained, kissing her flat breasts
as I finished removing her long shirt.
Her hands gripped my limp pecker as she climbed on top of me and began
to kiss my lips with the full passion of a grown woman. My dick quickly
hardened as Leslie's five year old body moved sensously over it, seeming to
purposely arouse my lust again. Soon we were locked in a tangle of hot
aroused body parts that clung to one another with their sweaty skin.
"Do it again," Leslie managed to moan.
As if on automatic, I swung Leslie beneath me and grabbed her legs,
spreading them wide open. I had been waiting for this since I walked into
her room, and as those sweet sounding words passed through her lips, there
was only one thing I wanted to do - take this little girls virginity. I
slid long saber into her fleshy sheath with great care, slowly, enjoying
every ounce of pleasure it gave me. We both seemed to feel instant
gratification as I rammed my meat rod solidly up her shaft, and I was
amazed when I saw the last few millimeters of my pecker disappear up
Leslie's oozing snatch. I started my heated gyrations in and out of
Leslie's small, deep cunt. Her small baby teeth glistened with the dim
light of her reading lamp as she moaned with lust filled pleasure. We
seemed to come almost simultaneously as she matched my rhythmic gyrations.
First, Leslie cried out in a series of short, child-like groans that filled
my ears with nearly the same pleasure that my dick was experiencing. I,
too, groaned out her name as the hot steamy passion of our lust climaxed in
a implosion of ecstasy that subsided slowly in a feeling of intense
satisfaction and tranquillity. I indulged in the feeling of accomplishment
as my last few sperm swam from my tip.
During the last hour, I had filled a little girls body full of myself,
while I broke her spirit and took from her the innocence of her virginity.
Leslie now lay with her head nestled on my shoulder, and a look of
satisfaction on her tender, delicate face, and filled me with a sense of
erotic fulfillment. Leslie will always have a special place in my heart,
and my pants.
-Lance DeLonge,