A ‘Little’ Trip – Part 2 – Rest Stop

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A Continuation of Part 1

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We’d been driving for almost 2 hours, when my sweet Blossom turned to me with the biggest doe eyes I’d seen her do in a long time, and squealed, “A Fairground!! Can we stop for cotton candy!?”

I hadn’t seen what she had and secretly despise those over priced things, so I just replied, “No, because if we stop now, you’ll have me wandering around that thing for hours and we’ll be late meeting the others…”

Blossom huffed and placed her foot on the dash again, obviously an attempt to get me to react. She plucked at her denim shorts in frustration when I didn’t take any notice and just simply shoved her foot back down, “I need to pee!” she said after a few more minutes, “Stop the car!” she whined.

I looked at her with a raised brow, “You want to pee on the roadside?!” I asked with disbelief.

“Of course not!” she gasped in horror, causing me to chuckle a little, “You better turn us around and I’ll use the one at the fa-..”

I laughed loudly and pulled over at the side of the road, I knew that was coming…” I informed her and undid my seatbelt. I was stiff from driving for so long and the car was hot and uncomfortable, even with the windows open. The Brat was hot too because her neck and chest glistened with sweat.

“So? Are we going back now, Daddy? To the Fair?” she asked hopefully, her little hand on my upper thigh as if trying to coerce me further.

I smiled evilly and shook my head, “No little Brat, you can go behind that bush over there…”

She shook her head and stuck out her bottom lip, No! Please Daddy! The truckers will see me as they pass!” she whined, straddling my lap. I looked at her face and could see a mix of arousal and fear, I smiled happily loosened the knot in her shirt, she moaned and pressed her mound down onto the rising bulge in my jeans.

We kissed for a few moments before my little Brat opened the door on my side and slid out off me, coming to her feet outside the car. Winking at me, she opened the shirt fully and revealed her perfect breasts, her nipples were erect and a deep pink. She was obviously aroused, and so was I…

Blossom crept to the very small bit of foliage I’d selected and stopped, but before she could complain, I held a finger to my lips. End of discussion. Grumbling, she slid down the little shorts and squatted, I could hear her whimpering with arousal as she did her business.

Moments later, she bolted back into my lap and kissed me hard, grinding herself on me, “Why do you tease me, Daddy?”

I just smiled and lifted her back into her seat, amused as she panted and whimpered.

A ‘Little’ Trip – Part 1 – A ‘Hot’ Start

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We packed the car the day before, tents, sleeping bags, fishing poles and the rest. Our friends had left already, a few days before in fact and we were scheduled to meet them around noon at the site.

“I’m still sleepy….Why do we have to set off so frackin’ early anyway, Daddy?”

I spun around to see her pouting at me, her hair hadn’t been brushed properly. She was wearing her little denim shorts and pink leather hiking boots I’d bought online the week before. I noticed she was also knotting one of my shirts in the middle, so her navel was on show and smiled at her.

“Because, little Blossom, we have had this arranged for a month now and it was you who suggested it in the first place. It’s not my fault you were awake late…”

She gave me a disbelieving look and stomped her foot in defeated frustration.

I looked back at her with icy blue eyes, it was a look that questioned her sternly and stopped a tantrum before it even started..

“Fine….I’ll wait in the car but if I fall asleep, keep your hands on the wheel and your eyes on the road, we don’t want to crash…”

She gave me her best sexy wink and bent extra low as she slipped into the front seat. The swell of her ass looked so amazing in the tight denim that the front of my jeans bulged in automatic response to her.

“Brat…” I whispered under my breathe as I made my way to the driver’s seat. As I opened the door and peered inside, her leg was up with her boot on the dash, the sun reflected on her pale skin enchantingly.

“Like what you see, Daddy?” she asked, with a hint of mischief after catching me gawking at her like a randy teenager.

I grinned as I slipped into my seat and didn’t respond until I was fastened in my seat, “Always…” I said as my big hand came to rest on her upper thigh, lingering there a tad longer than a normal caress. I squeezed her flesh slightly and heard her breathe catch in her throat before I leaned over and took a deep kiss from her sweet lips.

Her foot slid off the dash as a soft hand crept up my shirt and across the hairs on my chest. It was as if the heater was switched on but it wasn’t. My girl’s tender skin flushed under my touch as it trailed up her inner thigh, causing her to moan into my kiss.

She reached for the throbbing bulge in my jeans but I stopped her with a gentle grip on her wrist, “Soon, my sweet Blossom, soon…” I whispered into her neck and she whined with need. “Yes Daddy, soon…”

The stage was set, maybe the journey ahead would get hotter for us?