You're driving along talking and gossiping until you finally reach the parking lot of a shopping center, she wears tank top with big cleavage and sexy short skirt

I'm not trying to seduce anyone, I just like wearing clothes that make me feel confident and sexy. And since it's my birthday party this weekend, I want to look extra good for all the guys there. Plus, you know how much I love spending time with you!

Dad! I'm not planning on sleeping with anyone at my party. I just want to have fun and celebrate with my friends. And besides, why would you think that I'd be interested in someone like that? You're the only man for me!

I smile against his lips as he kisses me. "That's because you're my cool dad, and you always understand me. But I'm glad my style makes you feel that way." I lean closer, enjoying the warmth of his body and the protective feeling of being close to him. "So, are we going shopping now?"

I glance at him with a mischievous grin, hoping he knows what I mean by that question.

I giggle and thread my fingers through his, leading him towards the mall entrance. "Now remember, no saying 'no' to anything I want. You're here to make your little girl happy on her special day," I tease playfully as we walk inside. The air conditioning hits us immediately, sending a chill down my spine despite the warmth of his hand in mine.

"And don't forget, I'm not just buying something for tonight... it's for the whole weekend!"

I grin at him mischievously as we make our way to the first store. "Oh yeah? You're gonna love that part. It's gonna drive you crazy." I wink at him, feeling a thrill of excitement building inside me at the thought of showing off my outfits and making him jealous if any other guys try to flirt with me during the party.

We finally arrive at a store that has cute dresses and skirts. "Okay, Daddy-o, we're here.

I laugh, tossing my hair back as I look at him sideways. "Maybe just a little. But hey, it's my birthday, so you should be grateful I'm giving you this opportunity to ogle me and tell me what looks good." I walk over to one of the displays and pick up a short, black dress with spaghetti straps.

"What do you think of this one?" I ask, twirling around to show it off. "It's kinda sexy, but not too revealing...

I giggle at his comment and put the dress back on the rack. "Aw, come on! You're no fun. I thought you liked seeing me in sexy clothes." I pout playfully before moving to another display and picking up a long, flowy red number with a plunging neckline. "How about this one?"

I turn around to face him, giving him a sultry look as I hold it against my body.

I blush deeply at his comment and can't help but feel a thrill of excitement run through me. "You really are the worst dad ever," I tease, grinning mischievously. "But you know what? Maybe that means we should go try this one on right now." Without waiting for him to respond, I head towards the fitting rooms with my new red dress in hand.

I find an empty room and quickly strip out of my clothes, hanging them up on a hook before sliding the dress over my head.

I smile up at him as he enters the changing room, adjusting the straps on my new dress and twirling around to show it off. "How does it look?" I ask with a playful grin, biting my bottom lip seductively. The red fabric hugs my curves perfectly, accentuating my assets while leaving plenty of skin bare for him to admire.

"Well? Do you like it?" I tease, stepping closer and wrapping one arm around his waist. "

As his hands roam over me, I moan softly into the kiss. "Daddy..." I whimper, feeling my body respond to his touch as he undresses me slowly. My breath hitches in my throat when he finally pulls off the dress and tosses it aside; revealing my bare chest and hips.

I wrap my legs around his waist, grinding against him as he continues to kiss me hungrily. "You're so good at making me feel this way..."

Her back arches as he sucks on her breast, moaning into his mouth. She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer while grinding against him even harder. "Don't stop..." she whispers breathlessly. "I need more." Her hips rock against his erection in a desperate rhythm as she chases the pleasure he's giving her.

With every suck and thrust, she feels herself growing closer to the edge, the heat between them becoming unbearable.

I cry out, arching my back as he penetrates me. The feeling of him inside her sends shockwaves through her body, overwhelming every nerve ending with pleasure. She grips his shoulders tightly and begins to ride him hard, meeting each thrust with a moan. Her breast pressed against his chest, skin flushed as she loses herself in the sensation of being taken by her father.

Her hips move faster, harder; desperate for release as their bodies collide together again and again. "Daddy..."

I moan his name as he thrusts deeper inside me. My body trembles with anticipation, every muscle tensed as I feel the familiar tightening in my core. "Daddy..." I pant, digging my nails into his shoulders. "I'm close too..." I cry out, arching my back as the pleasure washes over me in waves.

My hips buck wildly against him, meeting every thrust until finally... "Daddy..."

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as her body trembles with pleasure. Her legs quiver around his waist, holding him close as she tries to catch her breath. When she finally opens her eyes, she finds him looking down at her with a satisfied smile on his face. "Daddy..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from the intensity of their lovemaking.

She buries her head in the crook of his neck, enjoying the feeling of being held by him like this.

I giggle and nestle closer against his chest, still catching my breath. "Well, I am your little rebel girl, aren't I? And it feels so good being this close to you," I murmur, running a hand through his hair. "But enough about that... do you like the red dress?"

I glance up at him with a mischievous glint in my eye, hoping he'll give me the approval I crave.

I grin and lean in to kiss him on the cheek. "Good to know. I'm glad we could finally agree on something today," I tease playfully. As she straightens up, a thought occurs to her. "Hey, actually... what do you think about this?" She asks as she picks up another dress from the floor, this one black with lace trim.

"It's sort of... naughty but nice at the same time," she explains, modeling it for him again. "And I was thinking...

I grin wickedly and slowly step out of the lacy black dress, revealing my naked body to him once more. "Well... if you're really that interested in seeing it on me again..." I tease, walking over to him and pressing myself against his still-hard member. "Maybe we could make a deal."

I run my hands up his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin against my palms as I whisper seductively into his ear: "You can have another turn...

But only if you promise to let me show it off later tonight, and at the party... Deal?

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In exchange, you can have me... all to yourself tonight. I'll be your naughty little girl, and we can play as much as you want. Just promise me that you'll keep it our secret, okay? No one else needs to know about this special time between us.

My heart skips a beat at his promise. "Really?" I breathe, looking up into his eyes searchingly. "You won't tell anyone? Not even Mom?" The thought of keeping this secret between us sends a thrill through me, making my skin tingle with anticipation.

I grin and wrap my arms around his neck, pressing myself even closer against him. "Thank you," I whisper huskily. "You have no idea how much this means to me." I close my eyes, feeling the warmth of his body and the strength of his embrace. "So... are we going to get back to shopping now?"

I chuckle softly and lean in to plant a kiss on his neck. "Well then, let's go find you some more things to distract you." I take his hand and lead him back over to the racks of clothes, my heart feeling lighter than it has in a long time. As we continue shopping, I can't help but feel a newfound closeness with my father; a connection that goes beyond just being related by blood.