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Daddy Go Wank, Why Don't You?
by Peter Pan (uds3@hotmail.com)

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In response to LDZ's epic tome of paedophilic 
implausibility below, carrying the dynamically original 
title of "Very Young Daughter Having Sex With Daddy," 
before the FBI cart LDZ away for further 'interrogation' 
I thought cute little Katie deserved her 'right of 
reply.' (M/f-toddler, extreme-ped, inc, 1st, mast, 
humor)

***

Hi there, my name is Katie, I am almost three years old 
now and as daddy has told you, I am cute, adorable, 
beautiful and gorgeous (He always did like using four 
adjectives when one would suffice) Oh yeah, and I have 
blonde hair, blue eyes and long eyelashes – you should 
see how hard all those other little boys get, gurgling 
away in their strollers, when dad pushes me down the 
aisles in Wal-Mart. My little hands still have "little" 
fingers on them too!

I know mom was supposed to have died giving birth to me 
but I think dad fucking her ass in the delivery ward 
had something to do with it. The doctors said they 
couldn't give her that epidural she needed if he 
wouldn't stop messing about.

Honestly..just three months old, minding my own 
business trying to enjoy my morning milk, and dad rips 
the bottle off me and sticks his disgusting 'thing' in 
my mouth. What's a baby girl to do? I couldn't reach 
the phone, no-one's gonna hear me screaming in that 
high-chair – and I didn't have that great a vocabulary 
back then anyway. So, I had the choice of sucking or 
asphyxiating. He's exaggerating too when he say's he 
was rock-hard – he has such a limp pencil-dick anyway I 
don't know how mom ever got pregnant in the first 
place.

As for me "gladly accepting" it? C'mon??? ever tried 
pushing an erect phallus into a three month old girl's 
mouth? You'd be flat out getting to first base. I 
wasn't "licking" it either... I was trying to 
breathe... one of the reasons he thought my mouth was 
"very warm and very wet" obviously – fear of dying does 
make you salivate!

Was going to say something about the first few lines of 
Chapter Two, but it looks like he cut and pasted what 
he wrote in Chapter One – none of it makes any sense 
anyway. Sometimes I think daddy smokes some bad weed – 
just can't understand what he's saying. Like where he 
says he was French kissing me? Yeah right... now why I 
ask, would my six-month old mouth be "open and 
laughing" in the first place? Wasn't particularly funny 
having that dickwad as a parent believe me. 

I admit he did shove his tongue into my mouth – I 
remember wishing I had teeth to take a chunk out of it. 
And why the hell he insisted on walking around the 
house naked beats me. If it was supposed to turn me on 
it was a distressing failure. 

Daddy has the body of an undernourished jockey and 
seeing him sitting on the floor like that near my 
playmat, was enough to bring up my last bottle! Please 
believe me – I was not "playing with his cock," I have 
some pride thank you! I was trying my level best to 
snap it or to hurt it somehow so that he would go away 
and leave me alone. I just wasn't strong enough to 
inflict any pain and when he squirted that disgusting 
stuff in my mouth, I thought I would never recover. I 
swallowed it so I could clear my throat. Yuk... that 
was mega gruesome!

I stress, I was not "playing" with his cock with (as he 
continuously insists) my "very warm, very soft and 
beautiful little hands"... until I was eighteen months 
(as if?) I was just hoping that my grip would improve 
so that I could at least damage something.

I knew that having him bath me would eventually cause a 
problem. He had been glancing suggestively at my pussy 
for months. Just a matter of time till he did something 
revolting. Don't appreciate my lips being called 
"chubby" either – think he'd like it, if I called his 
gonads "hairy little furballs?" I don't think so!

Anyway, being the tasteless sleaze he is, he eventually 
stuck his finger between my legs and began having a 
good play. His memory seems to be slipping too if he 
reckons he found my hymen "inside" my pussy. Like duh! 
It's outside the vagina moron! Still, he thinks the 
clitoris is way in there too!

Ya gotta laugh? Me moaning and groaning? Make that 
sobbing with pained embarrassment. I was eighteen 
months old for God's sake, what do you expect? unhinged 
pleasure? Those 'orgasms' he figured I was having was 
just me wriggling, trying to get his scummy fingers out 
from between my pussy-lips.

At least he still thought I was cute, adorable, 
beautiful and gorgeous. He got that right I guess! 
  
This abuse continued – I figured I would just take it 
until I was big enough to get to that carving knife up 
on the kitchen work-bench. Then we'll see how 
"adorable" I can be!

Anyway come winter, he was still making out like some 
perverted sicko, French kissing me, rubbing his dick 
all over my legs... stuff like that. Thank God I still 
had no boobs – how embarrassing would THAT have been? 
As for his "never wearing underwear"... have you any 
idea just how repulsive a concept that is? – even for a 
girl of my tender years. It is totally gross! Trust me 
on this.

I see also where he wrote that "he got three inches of 
his eight inch cock" into my mouth. In his dreams! I 
think he is confusing inches with centimetres. To begin 
with I doubt the thing is much more than three inches 
in total and anyway, that much inside a two-year old 
girl's mouth??? That would put the head somewhere near 
the voice-box! What IS a big worry now though is his 
admission that he popped my cherry.

I have to say, "popped" is not the right word here, he 
"murdered" my cherry and I was grabbing at his cock 
simply to get it out.

I WILL have my revenge. Lately I HAVE been playing with 
his cock, lulling him into a false sense of security. 
When he's not watching, I do twenty press-ups in my 
chair and my grip is improving all the time. Just 
yesterday when he left the room to go upstairs, I 
climbed up on the workbench quite easily.

I think I might wait until July 4th – that really would 
be a nice touch!


(c) 2005 Peter_Pan  http://www.lulu.com/content/106537

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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