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 (g*, inc, ws)

   Daddy has a new rule for long car rides.  As soon as it gets dark, I
have to take my panties off and give them to him.  Sometimes he stuffs them
in his pocket.  Sometimes he smells them first.  Sometimes he wads them up
and says, "Open" and stuffs them in my mouth.

   He has a big Cadillac, the old kind with fins.  It has a long front
seat. I have to sit sideways with my right leg hanging off the seat and
with my left leg up on the seat, so I am spread wide open.  Then I have to
pull my skirt or dress as far up as I can.  Daddy says if I don;t pull it
up far enough he might make me take everything off and ride around like
that.  So I always pull my dress up real high.

   Sometimes a passing car's headlight or a streetlight will shine right
between my legs and I start to close them, but Daddy just has to touch my
legs as a warning.  So I keep my legs spread wide the whole way.

   Daddy glances over at me as he drives, and sometimes he smiles. 
Sometimes he rubs the bulge in his pants as he looks at me during red
lights.

   Lately Daddy has started pinching my thighs.  And sometimes he touches
my pussy, rubbing his index finger up and down the slit as he drives.

   He tells me, "This is why you should never hitch-hike.  Strange men will
want to see your pussy.  They will make you spread your legs for them. 
They will stick their fingers and their cocks into you.  Bad men will treat
you like a little whore and fill you up with their cum.  Do you want
strange men touching you, little girl?"

   "No Daddy."

   "Good girl.  The men will shove their cocks in your mouth too.  They
will force your face into their crotches and make you take their cocks all
the way down your little throat.  They will shoot their cum down your
throat.  Do you want their cum little girl?"

   "No, Daddy."

   "That's my good girl, just listen to your Daddy.  He will keep you nice
and safe."

   After a little while driving, I really had to go pee.  I told Daddy, and
he pulled into a deserted rest stop.  There were just a few big rig trucks
parked off to the side.  It was kind of scary.

   I started to go into the little girl's room, which was a big square
building made out of big grey bricks.  Daddy started to follow me in.  I
said, "Daddeeeeee."

   "What, little girl?"

   "You can't come in the bathroooooom with me."

   "But I have to keep you safe.  What if there is a bad man like I told
you?"

   "Daddeeeeeeee nooooooooo"

   "Do I have to prove everything to you?  Come on, lets go over to those
big rigs and I will ask those truckers if they would like to do things to
you.  I bet they will want to stick their cocks in your mouth.  Is that
what you want, little girl?"

   I looked over at the trucks.  I looked up at Daddy.  All I knew was I
had to pee and right now.  I was afraid it was gonna be too late so I
rushed into the bathroom and then I saw there were no doors on the brushed
metal stalls.  What kind of stupid bathroom doesn't have doors?

   I rushed into a stall and started to sit down, and there was Daddy,
standing in the doorway of the stall.  I said, "Daddy, turn around.  Don't
look."

   He said, "I have to make sure you go.  I don't want you asking me to
stop again in five minutes."

   "Dadddeeeeeeeeee"

   He didn't turn around no matter how much I whined and I just couldn't
hold it in anymore.  I started peeing really hard, splashing the water
because I'd waited too long.  I couldn't stop, even when Daddy reached down
and held the bottom of my dress up over my head.

   I finally finished, and blindly started grabbing for some toilet paper.
But there wasn't any.

   "Daddeeeeee there's no paper.  Put my dress down."

   He let go of my dress and I smoothed it down to cover myself up again.
Daddy went and checked the other stalls.  "I'm sorry, princess, there isn't
any toilet paper."

   "Then what am I supposed to do?"

   "I guess you'll have to drip dry."

   I pouted at Daddy.  It was so nasty.  I was trapped there in that stupid
icky bathroom.  Daddy told me to hold up my dress like he had, so i pulled
it up, all scrunched so I could still see.  He was staring at my naked
pussy, staring into the toilet.  "Daddy, what are you doing?"

   He said, "I have to make sure all the drops are gone so you are nice and
clean." I was going to die of embarassment while he waited,
drip...drip..drip...

   Finally, I said, "Fine, daddy, I'm done, I'm done, can we go now? 
Pleeeeeeassssse?"

   Daddy picked me up and held me at arm's length and carried me back to
the car.  When he opened the passenger door, he told me to lie down this
time in case I was dripping still.  He slammed the door, locking it first
himself.  I rested my head on the car door and started looking in the glove
compartment for tissues.

   Daddy got into the passenger seat but he didn't start the car.  He
slammed the glove compartment shut.  We were parked in the dark under a
broken light, and it was hard to see.

   Daddy lifted my dress up, exposing my pussy.  Then I felt his tongue.  I
tried to pull away.  It was so dirty!  I hadn't even wiped!  What was daddy
thinking?

   I tried to wriggle away, "Nooooo Daddeeeeee, it's dirty!"

   He said, "Nothing that comes from my little girl is dirty.  My little
girl is perfect and her Daddy loves every part of her." Then he started
licking again, and it felt so good I stopped fighting, and relaxed.

   It was strange lying in the car, being so intimate, out in public
exposed, but protected by the steamy car windows and the darkness.  Daddy
seemed to really like what he was doing, and went at my pussy like crazy.
It made me crazy too, and when I came, I came so hard.  I gushed all over,
and I didn't know if it was pee or what it was that came out, and Daddy
didn't seem to even care.  He just let it run all over his face.  I lay
back, all worn out, kind of confused.  Daddy pulled me into a sitting-up
position and started to kiss me, "Taste that?  That's what you taste like,
little girl."

   Then there was a tap tap tap at the window and both jumped like ten
feet. daddy wiped his face off on my dress and we both peered through the
steamed up windows and could just see a man.  Was one of the truckers
coming to try to put his cock in my mouth?

   The man said, "Excuse me, sir?" and Daddy rolled down his window.  It
was a policeman.  He asked, "Why are you parked here, sir?"

   Daddy said, "We were just taking a little rest stop.  It's dangerous to
drive when you are tired."

   The policeman shone his flashlight at me, "Is this your Daddy, little
girl?"
   I nodded, "Yes sir.  That's my Daddy.  We're on our way home."