One fine day as it happens to be so we decided to go to the water park. I reach up to your house in my car, in a pair of jeans and a black tee. You come down wearing a white top, a red miniskirt, and red undies to go with it.
Looking at your charming outfit I forget all compliments and muttered, "Wow. You look so hot."
And in your cute brown voice, you said, "I did this for you daddy."
Charmed beyond thoughts, I lean into you and kiss you on your cheek. You pull me by my hair and put your tongue inside my mouth. Our lips lock tight and it feels like magic all over again. My hands reach out for your boobs. You press them into my hands and reach in for my pants. Unbuckling my belt, you push your hands into my pants, begin to stroke on my dick through my boxers.
My hands make their way to your panties and I move my fingers up your vagina. Rubbing them up and down your pussy, I feel a thin string passing along your lips making their way into your buttocks. Surprised at feeling this on you, I whisper into your ear, "How come so thin..?"
To which you cheekily reply, "It's a thong daddy. I wore them just for you. Also, why are you wearing such thick boxers? Are you asking to be punished."
You let go of my hair and reach out to my back for my pant pockets, where I keep a pair of scissors there for handy purposes. You pull my boxers out from the side and begin to cut them down. With every slice you make into them, the cold blunt end of the blade skims on my leg, tingling me with every slice.
Cut open and out from one side, the boxer wraps itself around my dick. Then you do the same with the other side. Cold metal grinding against my leg, leaving my dick gift wrapped for your sake. You pul on my dick letting it upright grabbing my cut up boxers from the front, you pull them out in one jerk rubbing them against my freshly stroked cock.
Out of pain and shock, I scream out loud, "Oww. You could've done that gently you know. I don't think I can drive right now."
Taking the keys out of my pocket rattling them your hand you said, "Then I'll do the driving. And you can kiss my pretty lips."
We get in the car, an automatic civic with the gearbox, and the handbrake situated beside the driver's armrest. The reason I love this car is the fact that it gives us immense leg space with no barrier or obstruction between the driver's seat and the passenger seat. As if it was just one seat stretching all along.
You pull the car out, I turn on the radio, and mogwai begins to play. I see you position yourself close to the steering wheel. The seat was too far back for you to drive leaned in. Trying to tie your hair you drop your hairclip under the wheel, and you exclaim in a kinky voice, "Can you pick that up. I can't reach out for it."
As I reach in for the hairclip, I notice you have your legs spread apart right in my face. The smell of your cunt arouses me so much that my cock begins to throb and stands up. I tilted my head into your pussy, sniff you in, and licked your thong and pussy a bit.
"Daddy... What are you doing?" you said to me seductively.
"I'm kissing your pretty lips", I said, pushing my tongue over your thong digging into your vagina lips.
"Ahhh. Keep doing that", you sighed, and that got me even harder. So I licked and licked, and then some more, getting harder and harder with each taste.