From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Leslie (Mf, cons, pedo)   
      
      
   by bobandcarole   
      
      
        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   
      
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