Daddys Bunny Late Late Late

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"Late, late, late!! Why do you always make us so late, Little Bunny," Daddy asked as he pulled me still dazed to the car.

I chuckled, "Daddy did this not me!"

He gently swatted my ass as I went to get into the car. I faked a gasp. He's going to pay for that, and making us late I thought as I watched him run back around the car. I could feel his cum sliding slowly down to collect in my panties and moaned a bit. We were late because he said I looked so nice in my dress just before he shoved me against the sliding glass doors and filling me with his cock.

It was fast and I hadn't gotten to cum. I was very frustrated and feeling a bit bratty. I hadn't even wanted to go to the wedding but Daddy insisted. He loves showing me off he says. I always feel beautiful when he looks at me. I don't feel short and round when he's near. My insanely curly hair doesn't feel like a tangled mess when his fingers are wrapped in it. And he loves the crazy colors I dye it. Thinking of how I feel when he's close always turns to how I feel when he's inside me and my dampness becomes wetness. I moaned softly, glancing over to see if Daddy noticed.

I slipped off my sandals and put my feet on the dash. "Bun Bun, what are you doing," Daddy asked.

"Nothing Daddy," I giggled. My fingers began to massage my cunt through my panties and I moaned lightly.

"Bunny! Are you playing with my sweet wet pussy," questioned Daddy.

"Daddy said this morning I could have two," I panted, "two free cummies for being such a good girl last night."

Daddy chuckled. "Daddy did say that. And you were a very, VERY good girl last night. Letting Daddy fuck your throat for the first time was very brave BUT I don't think playing in the car is a very good choice."

I made a frowning pouting face. "Daddy didn't give limits AND I'm so wet from Daddy fucking me." I giggled as I watched Daddy quirked his eyebrow.

"I can pull over, Babygirl."

"Nope, Daddy has already made us late."

I moved my panties to the side, collect some of our fluids on my fingers using it as lubricant to circle my swollen button. I heard Daddy growl. "Daddy, you're supposed to be paying attention to the road," I teased.

"Little Girl, I suggest you don't play this game."

"Daddy, I can't help it," I whined, "while you were fucking me against the sliding glass door I couldn't help but think about how much I adore being used by you. That made me think of last night and Daddy using my hair to hold me still, my hands behind my back and Daddy's cock buried in my throat. I was scared but Daddy was there telling how good I was doing, and what a good girl I was. I felt safe. Daddy always makes me feel so safe."

"I'm glad, Babygirl. But you're very distracting when you play with yourself in front of Daddy. I can pull over and make my good girl feel so amazing," Daddy said leaning over towards me.

"No, no Daddy. We are late. Plus what if a policeman comes?" Daddy growled his frustration and I tried to make it better, "I'll be very quiet. Daddy won't even know."

Daddy laughed, "Even if you could be quiet I can smell my little slut in this tiny space."

I whimpered and my hips jumped at the thought of my scent filling the space helping make Daddy frustrated. I drove two fingers inside myself at the thought. Daddy frustrates me all the time. Hell just his scent makes me wet! I crave his voice yet it sets my nerves on fire. And let's not even talk about that growl he does. My eyes drift shut as I imagine Daddy's fingers inside of me. I begin moving my hips against them but am being held by seat belt and groan my frustrations.

I suddenly feel a stinging slap on the inside of my thigh. I gasp and my eyes fly open in time to see Daddy's hand coming back down to meet my hand. I snatch it away not thinking and that stinging slap hits my hard excited little button. I scream and attempt to grab my burning princess parts but find Daddy's hand snuggly nested between my thighs.

I grabbed his forearm, "Daddy!! Owwww!! Why would you do that!? You're so mean!"

Daddy shushed me, "Shhh...I know, I know but you weren't supposed to move your hand, Bunny. You weren't being quiet and you're distracting. I'll make it better, open up."

I whimpered and tighten my thighs around his hand instead.

"Little Girl, Open these thighs. NOW!"

I ease my thighs open but my fingers dig into Daddy's flesh.

"Daddy is very sorry. I want you to make sure your dress is up above your hips and take your panties off Open your legs nice and wide," Daddy said with his soft voice.

I did as instructed and Daddy slide his hand along my thigh towards my slick opening. Daddy's strong fingers tease me by first tapping against my clit.

"Daddy, you're driving. (Tap, tap)Can you do (tap, tap) two things at once," I questioned.

Tap...tap...tap My hips jumped now in anticipation of his rhythmic taps. "Don't worry, Bun Bun, Daddy wants to say sorry. I can do this"

Daddy pauses his taps just before he slammed his two middle fingers inside me. "Ahhh fuck yes Daddy. I love your f-fingers inside me," I exclaimed. Daddy just chuckled.

Daddy's pace was slow and deliberate not the quick fingering I had been going for. I whined, "Please, please Daddy! Faster!"

"Does Daddy's good girl need more," Daddy asked.

"Yes, faster, please? Please finger my pussy faster!"

Daddy cooed, "I like your manners. And you're doing so good using your words today...I guess I can give my good girl what she wants."

Daddy's finger began moving faster and harder inside my wet slit with the flat of his palm bumping my hard little pearl. That familiar tightening began deep in my belly, my panting echoed through the car, my eyes drifted close as I approached my orgasm. "Daddy I'm going to cum...mmmm...yessss...there right there...ooooo...Fuck!"

As those familiar sweet ripples ripped through my core I curled my whole body around Daddy's magic hand. "Open up Babygirl," Daddy commanded. I reluctantly uncurled opening my body back up to Daddy. His fingers slowed and as he went to pull them out I couldn't help but twitch.

Daddy smiled, guiding his fingers slowly back in, "Does Daddy's bunny need more?"

"No," I exclaimed shaking my head, "my cunt just misses Daddy when you're not inside me."

Daddy pulls his fingers slowly from inside me and starts to bring them to his mouth. "I want," I state grabbing his hand. I tug until he relents letting pull those delightfully coated fingers towards my lips. I carefully suck and lap of all traces of my cream before releasing him.

"You're lucky we're here, Little Girl."

Daddy comes around and opens the door and holds my damp panties out for me. I moan as I step into them and he pulls them up. "Just wear them and imagine what Daddy has planned for you at home later," he murmurs in my ear as we smile politely entering the wedding venue.