Pink shoes. That was the first thing Braun noticed. A pair of feet sticking out through an open car window from the back seat, crossed by the ankles, wearing a pair of pink lita shoes with matching pink shoelaces. He had no idea who those feet and legs belonged to but he could already picture her bent over something while those high heels made sure she was high enough up for him to fuck her from behind. Preferably hard.
Music came from the car. He remembered hearing that male singer before. If he wasn't mistaken, it was a Finnish band called Him. He had a cousin crazy about them. He heard a soft voice singing along to the song and he couldn't stop himself. He walked over to the open window and looked inside.
She laid on her back with her eyes closed and her hands behind her head. Her hair was braided in a bunch of small braids with a mix of her natural, honey blonde hair and pink yarn. She was wearing a pair of white shorts and a beige tube top. He knew he was way out of line but he lifted his hand and ran a finger from her knee down to where the lita shoe started. When he looked at her again, her eyes were opened and she was smiling.
"You're pretty," she said.
"Pretty?" He laughed.
"Yeah," she pulled her legs in and turned around to stick her head out the window. "And big."
He laughed even louder. She got the last part right but no one had ever called him pretty before. While he was laughing she opened the car door, got out, closed the door and leaned her back up against it. He took in the full sight of her. The heels on the lita shoes made her way taller and once again that fantasy crept up on him, now with a full body and face to match it.
"Is everything big on you?" She bit her bottom lip.
"You're just straight forward, aren't you?" He asked.
"I find that if you want something in life, you gotta ask for it. Waiting around for things to happen won't get you anywhere," she said.
"You're right about that," he said. "So what are you asking for?"
"Your name," she said.
"Braun. And you?" He asked.
"Anna," she answered. "And now that's out of the way, I still want an answer from my question before. Is everything big on you?"
"Damn!" He muttered.
She hadn't been joking. She really wanted to know.
"How about I show you?" He asked.
He couldn't believe those words had left his mouth but she just gave him a sassy smile and licked her lips. Clearly she wanted him to show her too. He might as well roll with it. He placed a hand on top of the car and leaned in while playing with the waistband of her shorts.
"I wanna bend you over and fuck you so hard that you'll go numb," he said.
She reached a hand forward and squeezed his dick through his pants. Instantly it woke up. She smirked at him and slid down the car until she was down on one knee, opening his pants.
"Shit, here?" He looked around.
She bit her lip again, giving him a naughty look while pulling his pants down.
"My my, you are big," she said blithely. "I don't think I've ever seen a dick this big before outside of porn movies."
"Are you telling me to become a porn star?" He asked.
"I'm telling you to fuck me with that thing," she answered. "But first..."
She wrapped her lips around his dick and he was happy that he was already supporting himself with a hand on the car or he would have collapsed. He hadn't noticed the tongue piercing when she spoke but feeling it slide up and down his dick was a new sensation for him.
"Anna, Anna, Anna!" He panted. "Fuck! You're too good at that."
"Want me to stop?" She looked up at him while running her tongue over the head slowly.
"No, but you got to or I'll feed you my cum instead of fucking you," he said.
He reached a hand down and helped her back up. He looked around again. The parking lot was still empty. He couldn't believe he was about to fuck her out in the open in broad daylight but it didn't seem like she would give him a choice. She walked to the hood of the car, bent over it and motioned a finger in the air.
"I thought you wanted to bent me over something," she said. "Why are you still standing there?"
He held on to his pants while he walked over to stand behind her. Her ass had the perfect height with those heels pushing it up. He yanked her shorts and panties down, gave her ass a hard smack and pushed two fingers inside her. She pushed herself backwards, fucking herself on his fingers while he watched her body move and felt how she drenched his fingers.
"Mmm, Braun, even your fingers are big. So thick. Add another," she moaned.
He added a third and she let out a little whine while continuing to fuck herself on them.
"God yes, Braun! I'm gonna cum on your fingers, daddy. Make me your little bitch," she begged.
He managed to push his pinky finger inside her as well, almost splitting her open with his four fingers inside her. She cried out and bit down on her own hand to keep herself from alerting the near by neighbourhood. As soon as her walls stopped clenching, he pulled his fingers out of her fast and slammed his dick inside her with enough force to make her slam forward down on the hood.
"Daddy! Harder! Make me cum again! Make me your little bitch!" She begged and demanded at the same time.
That was the second time within a minute she had asked to be his bitch and he acted on her words. He slapped her ass again and twisted his hand around in her hair, grabbing a bunch of braids to keep her steady.
"Gonna fuck you so good, bitch! Gonna fuck you to pieces! So fucking wet for daddy! Such a good, little cunt! Such a good, little bitch!" He growled
She cried out again but instead of biting down on her own hand, he clamped a hand over her mouth, hearing her muffled cries while he fucked her so hard that it had to hurt. Once she was done crying out, he pushed her head down on the hood, keeping a hand on her head while he came with a primal growl.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"Yeah," she giggled happily. "I wanna do it again."
He laughed and pulled out of her, pulling up his pants while she pulled up her panties and shorts. She turned around and pushed herself up to sit on the hood.
"What are you doing here in the first place?" He asked.
"Waiting for my real daddy," she answered.
"Say what?" He asked.
"My real daddy. My father, Braun. Not someone I fuck. Eew!" She laughed.
"Did I just fuck daddy's girl up against his own car?" He asked.
"Yep," she grinned. "You better run before he comes back. You might be big but he's got a shotgun in his trunk."
"Thanks for the warning," he laughed. "Take care, Anna."
"Bye, daddy," she teased.