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 Author: Milliford Jones
Title: my daughter's equal rights - Part 01
Summary: A proud father stands up for his athletic preteen daughter to
compete with boys
Keywords: Warning!  Mg, ws, ped

   DISCLAIMER

   Imagine stepping into an adult book store.  It smells like a mix of
cheap men's cologne and dark desires.  You go into a booth and see a
selection of animated movies.  Not the real thing, no real actors.  It is
anime, hentai.  It takes place in a universe where no one gets killed.  No
one gets hurt without having the hurt assuaged.  No one gets fucked up
physically or emotionally without eventually resolving it.  And love
counts. This is the fictional universe of Passions of the Perverted.

   Please note these tales are intended for adults only.  They are
obviously fantasy and have no correlation with the real world.  The
characters are likewise totally fictitious.  I neither endorse or take part
in any of the illicit acts described, except for that act of fantasy
itself, which allows for extreme imagined behavior and exploration, but
does not even begin to suggest such behavior is appropriate.

   This disclaimer is unfortunately necessary in a world where even thought
is often deemed illegal, despite the fact that exploring your desires via
fantasy is much healthier and worlds safer than much less extreme actual
risk taking behavior.

   It is with this vision and these parameters I present:

   MY DAUGHTER'S EQUAL RIGHTS PART 01

   I watched the balding gentleman with sharp severe features try to wither
my daughter and me with a belligerent stare as we sat in his office along
with the little son-of-a-bitch who had reported my girl, and the bitch he
was the son of, also trying to castrate me with her glare.

   "She bit my son's penis!" declared the menacing cunt.  "She lured him
into the school basement, then convinced him to show her his penis and put
it in her perverted little mouth.  Then she tried to bite it off.  He's got
stitches."

   My eight year old daughter, Loretta, stifled a giggle.

   I leaned back in my chair, folded my arms across my chest, and said,
"That's not the way I heard it."

   The principle spoke gruffly, "It doesn't matter how it happened.This is
the kind of thing I warned you about when your daughter wanted to join the
boy's basketball team.  We don't have a separate locker room and she
refuses to wait till she gets home to shower.  She showers naked with the
boys!"

   I stood up and said, "I think it is very unlikely my daughter seduced
your son, or the other team members who tried to beat her up when she
wouldn't service them as they wanted.  I'm also pretty sure she can outplay
anyone else on your basketball team without raising a sweat, just as she
kicked their collective asses when they tried to rape her.  She qualified
to play on the team and she is not ashamed of her body or impressed by the
site of naked little boys.  As you can see, she can also take care of
herself should these little ruffians attempt to take advantage of her. 
She's studied the martial arts since she was four."

   "But-" both the principal and the boy's mother tried to break in but I
went on.

   "I see it as my duty to make sure Loretta gets every opportunity to
compete, both athletically and scholastically in whatever area she wants.
The girls teams she's been part of are no competition.  She's here at this
school because you have a set of athletic programs that should allow her to
prove she can play basketball, run track, and even wrestle on a level equal
to or better to any boys in this state.  I was promised by the board she
would have her opportunity, and I'm not about to let you two take that away
from her."

   I paused.  No one spoke, so I went on.  "My girl isn't trying to be a
boy.  She's not here to fool around with boys.  She is just trying to do
what she loves and do it on the highest level possible." I turned sharply
to the fat bitch and said, "If you can keep your son and his friends from
trying to molest my daughter, I fully believe she will help bring a set of
trophies and awards to your school that will never be beat.  So, she's got
a vagina instead of a penis.  So what?  At this age, that's the only way
you can tell the difference between her and the boys she's competing
against.  I'm sure when she starts to develop, and when the competition
starts catching up to her, she'll happily move from the boys to the girls
locker room, likely in another school and maybe even another state.  But
for now, in primary school, I think you should just enjoy the fact you have
a naturally gifted athlete who wants to come here and perform on your
behalf.  That's the way the board feels, and that's how I feel, and most of
all, that's how my daughter feels."

   Now it was my turn to emasculate the little punk sitting by his mother.
"If this boy had the balls to actually tell the truth instead of trying to
lay the blame on my daughter, this would be a non-issue because she doesn't
want any trouble, unless, that is, somebody tries to fuck her without her
permission.  Hey look, I'm all for kids playing with kids.  Exploring their
bodies and even enjoying one another sexually, that's part of growing up,
but not unless my little girl wants to participate.  And in this case, she
doesn't."

   Suddenly the boy blurted out, "She said my dick was too little.  She
said there wasn't enough meat there for a good snack!  I just tried to show
her I could..."

   "What?" yelled his mother and acted like she was ready to hit him.  I
just shook my head in disdain, then looked to the principal.

   "You evil old man," I accused him.  "You were so intent on holding my
daughter back you were ready to help manufacture this unbelievable story."
I put my hand on my daughter's shoulder and said to him, "You should be
ashamed of yourself.  If this happens again.  If you try to frame my
daughter for shit she didn't do, I'll have your job."

   Okay, maybe I was being a little over the top, but it worked.  The
principal was cowed, the boy was exposed and his mother was aghast.  I took
my daughter's hand and led her from the room without another word.

   Once outside she took my hand and giggled.  "You did good, Daddy." She
said proudly.

   I grinned back, happy to seem a little heroic in my little girl's eyes.
"That little prick couldn't handle my little girl, on the basketball court
or in the locker room," I said just as proudly.  "I told you you'd need to
know that wu shu shit if you decided to play sports with the boys.  Now
they'll think twice before they aim their nasty little boy cocks at your
pretty little girl pussy."

   Loretta giggled again, "Maybe if they'd asked nice I would have let them
touch me there, or even kiss it if they asked really nice, but they didn't
even know what a pussy was, Daddy.  They need to take a course in girl
parts."

   We were at the door to the school now.  As we stepped outside into the
warm autumn night I said, "Well, its not your duty to teach them baby.  If
you want to fuck one-on-one, or even gang bang the whole team, that's up to
you, but not that little punk.  I wouldn't even let him suck my dick,
whether he asked nice or not."

   Loretta brushed against me as we strolled out to the parking lot, "But
you'd let me suck it, wouldn't you, Daddy?"

   I squeezed my sweet preteen slut around her shoulder and agreed, "I
admit you are the best little cock sucker I've ever known, with the hottest
pussy and the tightest shit-hole I've ever dumped my cum in.  If they gave
awards for that, your trophy case would be full of top prizes and blue
ribbons."

   Loretta smiled up at me lovingly, "Maybe you and Mommy could make one
for me.  'The best preteen cocksucker" or "The world's best ass licker,
ages 3 to 10 division.'" she giggled and added, "Mommy could make that one
for me, she likes that a lot, 'specially when she's fucking you on top and
I get behind her and suck out her butt-hole."

   We were at the car now, "Maybe we should," I only half joked.  My little
underage tom-girl was just as much a natural at sex as she was at sports.
She was daring and enthusiastic.  She took to my dick as readily as she did
to hitting a softball.  All she had to do was see her mother giving me a
blowjob when she was two years old and she demanded the opportunity to try
it out.  Thankfully, my wife was free thinking and dirty minded, so she
tutored her then and there on how to make a man cum in her mouth." She'd
hardly missed a day since then without at least one semen snack.

   Now, at eight, she was able to suck me off like a pro, deep-throating my
six and a half inch cock like the seasoned little prick teaser she was. 
Wait, that's not true, she never teased.  That's how I knew she was telling
me the truth when she told me the cowardly kid had tried to force himself
on her.  She never offered anything she wasn't willing to deliver, so I
know she was being sincere when she suggested, "Daddy, I can't wait till we
get home.  Seeing you stand up for me like that made my heart melt and my
pussy wet.  I need some Daddy dick, all the way up inside my little womb."

   I laughed as she climbed into the middle of the back seat and strapped
on the seat belt.  "Little girl," I chuckled as I did the same in the front
driver's seat.  "I love the way you talk dirty.  You make my dick hard just
listening to you." She grinned back and hiked her skirt, then spread her
legs to give me a lovely view of her hairless naked little slut slit.  I
sighed and cautioned her, "Sorry sweet-heart.  It's much too dangerous to
risk getting caught balls deep in your tight baby cunt out here in public.
We need to wait till we have some privacy."

   I checked my rear view mirror and she was pouting.  "Please Daddy. 
There's an alley right over there," she pointed in a direction were
everything was swathed in darkened shadows.  "No one ever goes there and no
one will ever see." A knowing look came to her eyes.  "I know they won't."

   I put my arm over the seat and stopped backing up.  I looked into those
daring eyes.  "And how do you know that, baby girl?"

   She smiled slyly, "'Cause that's where I fuck, Daddy.  I've had four
different high school guys fuck me up the butt there, and one of the women
teachers.  She took me there to eat pussy." She giggled.  "You should have
seen the look on her face when I told her to piss in my mouth."

   I shook my head in fatherly disdain.  "You are a naughty little bitch."
Then added, "And did she feed you her pee?"

   "Oh yeah, a lot.  Then she went wild and drank mine too.  Now she can't
look me in the eye.  I've even told her I'd love to have another after
school tutoring session, but she acts like she doesn't know what I'm
talking about."

   "Just another hypocrite," I dismissed the guilt ridden cunt.  "I bet she
goes to sleep every night dreaming of your hot piss and how hard she came
while you sucked her out."

   "My little cunt doesn't have any guilt, Daddy," Loretta teased.  "It
just gets wet and horny.  Right now it needs your big thick cock all the
way up inside it." She eyed me with all seriousness.  "Fuck me, Daddy. 
Hard and fast as deep as you can get.  Cum in me like I could have a baby
for you.  Then when we get home, you can watch Momma suck it all out and
I'll help you fuck her to make another baby for real."

   Hearing my daughter make such a blatant offer, and hyped as I was at
facing down her latest lying detractors, I was more than ready to take her
up on her offer.  I had no doubt she had used the alley for her after
school assignations just as she claimed, and that it was as safe a haven
for an illicit rendezvous as you can find in a city full of back alleys.  I
really did love fucking the little girl.  She rode my dick with her steamy
little cunt like a jockey rides a horse, urging me to exertions I never
thought myself capable.  And if I was lucky enough to be on top, she
writhed, bounced, hunched and ground her trim little pelvis against mine
till we both cried out in oblivious ecstasy.

   Yes, this is a grown man bragging on his eight year old daughter's
sexual prowess, just as I would her ball handling or accuracy at the free
throw line.  I knew first hand how adept she was and had been one of her
coaches from the moment she had expressed a real interest in both subjects.

   I grinned at the little cunt.  "All right.  It's damned near impossible
to deny you anything.  You know that."

   "Yes, I know," she said proudly.  "And I know you love fucking me just
as much.  You fill me up every time."

   I laughed and turned to the front, put the car back in gear without ever
turning on the lights and guided my car out of the parking lot, then in the
direction my little fuck angel had pointed.

   "Here!" she said as I almost passed the narrow passage.  I carefully
slipped our family car into the alley, made sure we were well out of sight
and killed the engine.  Then I saw the shadow of my daughter as she
unbuckled her seat belt and skinned off her panties.  She said, "Come back
here, Daddy.  Let me show you how proud I am.  And you can show me you're
proud of me too."

   As I tumbled over into the back seat I growled at the little girl.  "You
nasty little slut.  You make your Daddy proud and hard and hungry for your
beautiful hairless snatch." I grabbed her legs unceremoniously and pulled
her down so she was lying on the back seat.  Then I split her muscular legs
at an obscene angle, tossing them up over my shoulders and dropping my face
into the sweet scented love trove of little girl pussy.  She was wet, and I
opened her to punch my tongue up in the tight juicy tunnel of her love
tube. I hummed in delicious hunger as I began sucking and tongue fucking
the child.  She laughed and pulled at my hair even as she thrust her pelvis
into my face.  She complained, "No, Daddy!  Not your mouth.  I want your
peter inside me."

   I ignored her.  I had every intention of fucking her senseless just as
she expected, but I was just as hungry for the taste of her baby pussy.  I
suddenly got an idea.  I raised my head, my face already glistening from
her juices.  "You want the dick, Loretta?" I teased.

   "Yes!" she exclaimed.  "All of it!  Inside me."

   I grinned.  "Alright, you'll get all the dick you can handle.....right
after you piss in my mouth.  You telling me about your teacher peeing in
your mouth made me thirsty for your hot pee."

   "You promise I get your penis in my pussy where it belongs as soon as I
pee for you?"

   "I promise," I said.  She knew how much I loved to bring her off with my
mouth after she sprayed her urine.  There was something so satisfying about
having a belly full of her warm piss that made me want to worship at the
sweet fountain that produced it, but she also knew I never lied to her.

   "Alright," she said.  "Just wait a second."

   I gave her sweet smooth cunny one last swipe with my tongue than went
still, waiting for her to both concentrate and relax so she could release
the ambrosia secreted from inside her bladder.  We hovered there together
for endless seconds, the heated scent of her sexy sweet little girl pussy
permeating the close enclosed air of the car's interior.  Finally she
sighed, "Here it comes, Daddy.  Just for you."

   My mouth was suddenly inundated with a heated brew of little girl pee. I
swallowed with a moan of gratification.  It tasted so good and warm and
sweetly bitter.  I forced myself to relax and let her feed me.  I drank
deep as she cooed, "You like that, Daddy.  You like to drink my pee pee? 
You like me to piss in your belly and fill you up?"

   "Umm-hmmm," I groaned, realizing for the hundredth time that my little
girl was not an innocent wide-eyed child who knew nothing about the darker
side of men's and women's desires.  At eight she indulged in as dark and
deep perversions as my wife and I.  She willingly joined us in our
depravity and swam in the deep end of perversion without ever missing a
stroke, diving in deep and finding endless satisfaction from closeted
activities that left most men and women puzzled and embarrassed.  She
sucked dicks without compunction, drank piss as an homage to the pleasure
she derived, she had even taken to sucking out my asshole to wake me in the
morning.  Her look of adoration when she raised her pretty face as I roused
and saying slyly, "I can taste your shit, Daddy." Just as inevitably, as my
eyes cleared, I would see my loving wife kneeling beside her and saying. 
"I know, don't you just love the taste of his asshole in your mouth to
start off the day?"

   My preteen athletic star suddenly shut off her spring of bodily fluid
and said, "Now, Daddy.  Fuck me like you own me." A phrase she picked up
from her mother.

   I gurgled down my last mouthful of Loretta's sweet hot pee and said,
"Oh, but I do own you, my lovely daughter." I raised up over her, dwarfing
her small body with my much larger form.  "I own you heart, body and soul."

   "And my pussy," she added as she opened her small vaginal opening and
positioned my thickened cock at the mouth of her own soul eating love tube.
"You own my pussy and I own your peter."

   "Yahhhhh!" I groaned as I sank into that tight orifice of love,
stretching it out to accommodate a grown man's cock.  "This is the dick
that made you baby.  You're fucking the same cock that squirted you into
Mommy's egg.  The same sperm."

   "Oh!  fuck it Daddy!  Fuck the pussy Mommy made for you.  Just for you!"

   I was already out of control by the time she finished her last sentence
and was pounding my baby girl's tight little cunt without mercy almost as
soon as I started.  She was fucking back against me with a dexterity I've
never seen.  Miley Cyrus would feel undone with the counter-fuck my preteen
daughter was giving me.  Meeting thrust with hunch and moving her little
girl ass in ways only a well conditioned sexual athlete could.  Her pelvic
control was almost as good as her mother's, hindered as she was by my much
bigger size.  Still, she knew how to glean every iota of sensation from my
plunging dick.  In doing so, she also used her pussy to spike my own
pleasure.

   "God damn, girl!" I cried.  "God damn!  God damn!  I'm gonna impregnate
your baby cunt!"

   "Do it!" she cried back, "Fuck me till I'm pregnant!  I dare you!  Cum
up my pussy till I'm carrying your fucking baby, and we'll fuck it just
like you fuck me!  Just like I fuck you!"

   "Ungh!" was all I managed in response because I was squirting a quart of
cum up into the immature womb of my little girl's wide stretched cunt.

   "Cummmming!" she squealed in response.  Her tight hot cunt clenched me
tight, trapping me fully up inside her, blasting her little girl womb with
a flood of potent semen while her constricting sex tube milked me for more
and more of my seed.

   I spiraled to a mindless peak of pleasure, felt total and complete
disorientation then spiraled into an abyss of lethargy, barely able to
raise up before my little girl, making sure I didn't collapse upon her as I
would her mother.

   "Oh!  You are so fucking good," I said between pants.

   "You too, Daddy.  You fuck me the best." Loretta said.  I didn't know
whether to be proud or jealous of the fact she was able to make experience
based comparisons.  Either way, the truth was my little girl was a hot
little piece of ass.  We couldn't change that, but we did need to make sure
she was careful about who, when and where she let loose her full fuck
hungry nature.  Luckily, for now we were able to keep it at home.  This
thought gave me an idea.

   As I tucked my slimy, still hard cock into my pants and zipped up, I
said, "Loretta, honey."

   "Yes Daddy," she sighed laying sprawled before me, letting my seed drain
from her once again closed cunt down the crack of her ass for me to see as
if to offer more of her sweet swollen sex to me again if I dared.  I was
sorely tempted, but I figured we needed to get home.

   "I've got an idea.  I don't like you fucking around outside the house.
Sooner or later you're going to get caught."

   Loretta raised up on her elbows and said, "Yeah?"

   "Yeah," I said.  "I know you're careful, but sooner or later, someone
will be in the right place at the wrong time and we'll all be in trouble.
How about next time you need to taste forbidden fruit, you bring it on home
and up in your own room.  Your Mom and I can pretend to be extra stupid and
never even suspect what you're up to.  That way we can see who you're
messing with and you don't have to worry about being caught."

   I've never seen my little girl brighten the way I saw her do so then,
but first she had to make mention of the evidence of our incestuous
coupling.  "You think Mommy will like that," she said, indicating the
creaming flow of cum dripping from her open cunt.

   "I think she will," I said.  "Try and keep it warm for her," and handed
her her panties.

   "Thanks, Daddy." she said, whether she was thanking me for the fuck or
the advice, I wasn't sure.  "From now on I'll bring people home.  I'll like
that better too."

   I straightened myself up, clambered back up into the front seat, started
the car and turned on the lights, then smirked at her in the rear view
mirror.  "And they'll all be so sure they're getting away with something.
It ought to be fun."

   "Lots and Lots of fun," Loretta said.  I could hear all sorts of levels
of meanings in her words, many more than most eight-year-olds could
envision, but there were very few eight-year-olds who could fuck like a
champion, do a full court press practically on her own and hit three
pointers with something approaching miraculous accuracy.

   We were both grinning like we had just got away with something as I got
us going again, this time in the direction of home, when Loretta said
brightly, "Daddy, could we set up our video camera in my room so we could
record what happens there, so you and Mommy can fuck and stuff while you
watch me do stuff at the same time?"

   I was just a little surprised.  I had thought Loretta would have
preferred to keep her external sex sessions private.  She sure hadn't been
very forthcoming about the ass fucks and lesbian adventures she'd had
before.

   "Sure, baby," I agreed.  "But then why did you keep all that stuff from
us to begin with?"

   "'Cause I thought you might get mad," she answered, then added.  "But
I'll feel lots safer if I know you and Mommy are right there if I need
you."

   I smiled, understanding now, "That sounds perfect, sweetheart." I also
sensed this meant she could take those little adventures to greater
extremes if she knew her Mom and I were just a few seconds away it anything
started to get out of hand.

   I had visions of my baby girl looking to the hidden camera while she
sucked some guys asshole or shit on some girl to see how she would react. I
admit to feeling a little jealous about it all but I knew that if a kid
wants to fuck, they're going to find a way to do it, and Loretta was more
clever than most.

   Feeling self-assured and sexually content, I maneuvered our way home.
   ~to be continued~