Ken And Sara Love On The Prairies

A daughters coming of age.

A daddy's new beginning.

I roll over in bed, sunlight filtering thru the window curtains brightening the room.

One hand resting on my damp crotch. Eyes pop open, I suddenly realize, I'm 19 years old today. A smile highlights my face. I'm free, I'm an adult, I can do anything i want.

I suddenly sit up with the realization I'm about to make the most important decision of my life.

Swinging my legs off the bed, standing up in my night shirt I walk into the bathroom for my morning washing ritual, whispering to myself, 'look out daddy, your baby girl Sara is coming for you,' followed with a giggle, 'and have I got plans for us.''

Down the hall in another bedroom, daddy Ken is slowly waking up too.

Thinking to himself, 'I need to do something special for Sara today or this week.

She's having her 19th birthday, just graduated from high school, and has officially entered womanhood. My lil girl is all growed up.'

Ken and Sara, a father and daughter live alone on a small acreage in the Canadian prairies. Their homestead is nestled away in a valley, somewhat isolated, the closest town being 10 miles distant. The big city, as they refer to it, is a 100 miles distant.

Ken is an IT contractor working from home. His daughter Sara, a high school grad isn't sure what she wants to do.

The 45 year old mans wife walked out on him and her, leaving them about 5 years ago for a younger man.

At first Ken was heartbroken and lonely but the business of his work and raising his teenage daughter kept him occupied.

Does he miss his wife, no.

The same goes for Sara, she does miss her mom one little bit and doesn't even think about her. She and her mom had not really ever gotten on causing Sara to rebel. Her rebellion caused her to knuckle down at school and get good grades so she could leave home as quickly as possible after school. However, with her mom out of the picture, it fell on teenager Sara to be the woman of the house.

The high school curriculum, looking after her daddy, house keeping, all combined to keep her busy and the rush to leave home evaporated.

Now, five years later, 5 years of living alone with her daddy, 5 years of them doing everything together, an intimacy had grown between them.

As Sara prepares for the day, washing and dressing, her thoughts are on how best to proceed with with her plan. She really loves her daddy, their friendship, their developing intimacy, and she wants to do something extra special for him and with him. She desires to be his lover.

Oblivious to what his daughters is thinking and desiring Ken hustles through his morning routine. Hopping out of bed, washing, showering and bathroom before heading to the kitchen to make the first pot of coffee, Dressed only in his boxers and a T shirt, his normal attire first thing in the morning around the house, he finds Sara has beaten him to the kitchen and the coffee is already brewing filling the area with the sweet caffeine aroma.

On seeing her a low whistle followed by a gasp escapes his lips.

Wearing a tight green tank top and cut off shorts, Sara is a portrait of sexual beauty.

"Aw shucks, you beat me to it," He says.

She chirps, "Slowpoke, of course I did. Don't be so surprised daddy. Todays a big day for us. Do you know what it is? We have something to celebrate and I wanna look nice for you. Five years of just you and me, I've graduated high school, and most important, I Love you daddy," Walking over she gives Ken a hug, typical of the intimacy they share.

Pressing her body into his, giving him a kiss, finally saying "Coffee's almost ready, grab a chair and make yourself comfy."

Ken, still in shock with his daughters constant display of affection, sits down.

"Of course I know its a big day for you. HAPPY BIRTHDAY baby."

"How do you propose us celebrating?. By the way you are correct, when you say we have things to celebrate. Nineteen years old, no more high school grind, five years of freedom and good riddance to your mom," Laughing, "And, I love you too baby."

"Well, I was thinking, you haven't had a break from work for a long time and we need a vacation. But first, we'll go to the city, have a nice supper together in a romantic restaurant," Giggling, "And, If I can be so bold as to say it, I want to schedule and organize a weeks vacation. Any place you like. Up in The mountains or somewhere hot like on a tropical beach. I'll figure something out."

"Hmmmm" Ken begins to say something before stopping himself. It suddenly dawns on him, Sara might have an alternative motive going on here. Taking the initiative to plan their life's. She is stepping into adulthood without missing a beat.

It most definitely looks good on her, the tank top, sexy Daisy Mae shorty shorts, the way she's chatting. Something's changed, somethings different about her demeaner. The funny thing, he likes the change in her. I'm just going to let it play out. Feeling an arousal in his groin.

Finally sputtering, "Okay baby girl, whatever you want and decide, we'll do, Okay? We're a team."

Sara smiles, "I love you daddy. You wont be sorry. Can your baby girl have another hug please, or better yet, can I sit on your lap daddykins?"

Walking over with a mug of coffee and placing it on the table.

Ken scrapes his chair back from the table making room for Sara on his lap.

"Come to daddy," smiling.

Sara walks around the table and plants herself on Kens lap. "Like this," She giggles. "Lets make a toast to our new found freedom daddy now that I'm an adult."

They clang their coffee mugs together, "To us," They say in unison before kissing.

Feeling Kens excitement pressing into her butt, "I'll make breakfast while you dress daddy."

"Okay babydoll."

Sara commences making their breakfast, smiling to herself and feeling so happy while Ken goes up to his bedroom.

Throwing on a T shirt and his cut off shorts he reemerges a few minutes later as Sara is finishing up her breakfast preparation's. Walking up behind her, encircling her with his arms and giving her a daddy hug. Ken cannot get over how grown up and gorgeous his daughter is. She has developed into one beautiful woman,

Tall and slim, her ample bosom emphasized by the tank top. The most scrumptious and contoured ass cheeks highlighted in her shorty shorts.

He doesn't even try to hide his aroused condition, pushing his groin into her body.

"I'm definitely hungry. It smells so good," inhaling the bacon and eggs aroma.

Kens excitement is contagious. Sara's body tingling with arousal, in the arms of her daddy.

As the day progresses, Ken working in the garden and doing odd chores, Sara busies herself with housekeeping. Later she packs a couple suitcases for the trip to the city for their supper date. Unbeknownst to Ken she has already reserved their supper and booked them into a hotel for an overnight stay.

This will be their very first daddy daughter date. She wants it to be special, very special with a surprise thrown in.

Late in the afternoon, Ken wanders back into the house catching Sara as she's bent over putting the vacuum away. Looking up she says, "We should get ourselves ready daddy. We have a 2 hour drive to get to supper. I'm so excited," She smiles.

Focusing on the loveliness of his daughter, his eyes captivated by her ripe body as she stands, "Come give daddy another hug baby," opening his arms.

"OH, all right, then we've got to be going," She laughs.

Walking into her daddy's outstretched arms, she cuddles in close. Ken is beside himself, desire rising up in him, his hands holding onto Sara's ass cheeks, the unthinkable assaulting his thoughts.

Looking down into her big eyes, his desire to kiss her, their bodies melting together, he catches himself. "We better get moving," He reluctantly says.

Showering quickly, then dressing, Ken comes to the realization of what actually is happening. Not only has he fallen in love, but he's fallen in love with his daughter.

The funny thing is, in a relationship like this, he should feel guilty. But, he doesn't.

Over in her bathroom and bedroom, Sara is bubbling over with excitement. Her plan to seduce her daddy is working right on course. Any doubts she had about her daddy's willingness to participate, have evaporated. She is tickled pink with herself. After showering and drying her hair, she slips into the wardrobe chosen for tonight's date. If daddy was excited seeing me in a tank top and my shorty shorts, wait until he sees me now, smiling to herself. I'm a woman now. I may be daddy's baby girl but I'm all growed up too. With one last check in the full length mirror she smiles and nods her approval.

Across the hall Ken has slipped into a pair of dark dress slacks, a crisp white dress shirt and a blazer. Looking very handsome and dashing he too approves of his appearance. Muttering, 'Not too shabby for a 45 year old. I approve.'

Once finished he heads downstairs to load the 2 suitcases into their older model pick up truck., wondering what on earth do we need two suitcases for? It's just a supper date. Maybe there's something Sara hasn't told me. Whatever that could be.

A moment later he hears the front door of their cabin closing and turns to see his daughter approaching.

His mouth agape, eyes popping out of his head, he's presented with a vision of sexuality. Maybe its better described as sensuality. Whatever a person wishes to call it, Sara has transformed herself into a colourful blossoming flower, a picture of beauty personified. Dressed in a sleek curve hugging red strapless matte mini dress. Her long athletic legs on full display. The dress cuts across the top of her large breasts emphasizing the rounded globes.

Suddenly their supper date celebration, takes on a new meaning. She hardly ever dresses in a skirt or dress.

Unable to tear his eyes off his daughter, she approaches Ken, "What do you think daddy? She asks.

Dumbfounded, a loss for words Ken stands motionless. Finally able to sputter, "Its a good thing we are driving to the city and not just to town. People wouldn't believe their eyes. We'd be the talk of the town."

Sara giggles, "A girl should always look her best for her date, especially when its her daddy." Ken opens the door for her, watching as she slides into her seat.

Sitting in her seat, legs crossed Sara has the look of elegant sexuality.

Driving away from the homestead down the long gravel driveway to the local road leading them out to the highway, they are soon breezing along toward the city.

There is little conversation, Kens one hand on the steering wheel, the other holding Saras hand.

Finally Ken breaks the silence. "You know honey we are going down a road of no return. You do realize that don't you?"

Sara responds with her hand, sliding over onto Kens thigh. "I do daddy. No speeches daddy. I've never wanted anybody as much as I want you, so just drive. I Love you." Smiling.

Well, that's that Ken says to himself. Guess I've been told.

He answers with, "Yes baby."

Sara nods off and falls into a nap. The miles click away until finally they are entering the city. The different speed of the pickup wakes Sara up She tells Ken the name of the hotel and its location. Their restaurant is right next door.

"We'll check in and register, take our suitcases to the room and freshen up before walking to supper. Check us in as Mr. and Mrs. okay daddy."

Ken resigns himself to the fact there is a bigger picture. "Yes maam," Ken chuckles.

Arriving at the hotel, Ken first parks the pickup, unloads the luggage before walking their suitcases toward the front door. Sara is slightly ahead of her daddy which gives Ken an up close full length view of her. Watching her walk in the high heels, her hips swaying, every muscle in her strong legs flexing, the motion of her ass in the stretched matte dress is like nothing Ken has observed before. It is truly poetry in motion, erotica in motion. The lump in Kens slacks attests to that fact.

"Boy, its gonna be a long supper," He mutters.

Sara turns, "What did you say daddy," Her eyes catching sight of his erection. She giggles, "Oh dear, are you excited daddy?" Teasing him.

"What gives you that idea baby girl," Laughing. "Excited doesn't begin to describe what I am."

At the registration desk the booking in forms are filled out, and payment made. All the while the young woman behind the counter keeps sneaking peaks at Sara.

Standing close to her daddy, Sara runs an arm around his waist, leans closer and says, "I love you daddy. This is so exciting, us being all alone in the big city."

The young hotel woman gasps quietly. On seeing her reaction Sara blurts out, "We're celebrating my birthday, my high school grad and something else very special. Just me and my daddy. Right daddykins?" Sara purrs giving his cheek a kiss.

"That's right baby girl. And the sooner we finish here the sooner our party begins."

"We're almost done Mr. McCullough," The hotel woman announces. "I certainly don't want to be a party pooper and ruin your celebration," She smiles.

Handing over the room key, "Thank you for staying with us and enjoy your stay at our hotel," Making a point to smile at Sara.

On the elevator ride up, "Do you think she knows daddy?"

"She'd be blind not to know. We practically told her what we're here for."

Giggling, "Yeah, I think so too daddy. Its so exciting."

Thirty minutes to freshen up in the hotel room before their supper date before Ken and Sara are ready to head out. Sara has discarded the high heels for a pair of stylish walking shoes.

They are about to step out for the evening on a first time adventure from which there is no turning back. Sara takes it all in stride, a completion for her deep seated desire she has nursed for at least a year. Ken on the other hand weighs the gravity of what they are entering into. Even though excited at the prospect of developing a more intimate relationship with his daughter there is still something niggling at him.

Closing the room door behind them, he says, "Its not too late to change your mind baby girl and...." Sara cuts him off, "Stop it daddy. Just stop. Enough already. I don't want to hear another word." Then blurting out, "I've already told you, I want you like I've never wanted anyone else. Face it daddy, you want me too. Admit it."

Her voice raised. "Go with the flow daddy. Its me and you, and no one else."

"I'm sorry precious. Forgive me." A humbled Ken apologizes.

"Of course I forgive you daddy. But, enough of this foolishness. We are going to have fun," Snuggling into his arms and kissing him. "Lets go."

Arriving at the cozy romantic Italian restaurant they are seated in a tiny booth in a quiet semi lit corner, as Sara had requested in her reservation.

The waiter arrives, lighting the table candle and asking what they'd like to drink.

Ken orders a bottle of red wine. After he leaves Ken and Sara snuggle even closer, Kens hand resting on her bare thigh. "Baby girl I have never seen you look as gorgeous as you do today and you did it for me. Thank you from the bottom of my heart."

Sara turns his head and guides his mouth to hers. A long passionate kiss ensues, the temperature of their bodies rising.

Finally they are interrupted with a throat clearing cough of the waiter.

"Your wine sir and madam. Enjoy." Nodding at them.

Sara giggles while Ken pours the wine into their glasses.

Then she raises her glass for a toast. "To me for reaching 19. Happy Birthday to me. And for graduating from high school. Congratulations Sara," She laughs.

"And most importantly, to us daddy, you and me forever. Thank you for raising me and for you being such a loving father figure. I love you daddykins. Let our celebration begin. Oh, I forgot something," Giggling. "To our future family we are going to make. And finally, I toast the bestest gift of all, me giving myself to my daddy and letting him, the first man ever, to have me." She smiles.

Ken is awestruck. "That was so beautiful baby. I wanted to cry. You are so thoughtful."

I've got a better idea daddy. Drink up and lets eat so we can truly become the couple we are meant to be."

The meal, an Italian dish, they consume, not rushing but not wasting any time chatting either. All that needed to be said had been said already.

They ate in silence, snuggled close, kissed often and finished their wine.

After the meal and leaving the restaurant Ken walks his girl back to the hotel, an arm wrapped around her waist, a hand resting on her ass cheek. The motion of her body sending a tingle thru his groin.

Their whole day has occurred in a flash. Communication has been at a minimum.

Two people in love, as close and intimate as they are, can telegraph silently whatever is on their heart without having to vocalize it.

Each others thought are in the head of their partner. Such is the case with Sara and Ken.

Back up in the hotel room, Sara announces to her daddy. "Wait here daddy and don't move or do anything. I'll be back in a few minutes."

"Your prince awaits his princess."

Sara was elated. She is on the verge of having her daddy all for herself. Her plan of seduction had worked like a charm. Her obsessed, perverted mind was in overdrive. How long has she dreamed for this moment, to have him all to herself.

No more mommy, she's long gone. Good riddance.

The last year had been agony, knowing what she wanted but having to wait until high school was completed

Finally, now, at 19 years old her daddy dream is being fulfilled.

Just me and daddy. She smiles.

Discarding the red matte mini dress on the floor and reaching for her night attire, the white sexy lingerie combo, she hurriedly dresses. She'd present herself in a bridal theme, daddy's bride, dressed in white, signifying her virginity which she is.

The special surprise was about to be presented to her daddy. Her gift to him.

And, hopefully, together they will be eventually blessed with a baby, the beginning of their very own family. Their love child. A new beginning.

The last clasp of her garter belt snapping close, Sara stands before the mirror inspecting herself.

"Ah yes," She whispers, "Perfection. Look out daddy, here I come," walking back out into the living area.

Standing obediently as instructed, Ken patiently waits for his baby girl. "I wonder what my baby girl is up to?" He asks himself. Like a lil boy waiting for a surprise gift, excitement reverberates through him. Today has been full of surprises and quite a whirlwind of activity. Who would have ever thought it would come to this. His daughter had certainly grown up, both physically and emotionally. Nothing like her mom thank goodness. The one thing good that came out of that marriage was Sara. And thank gawd her mom hadn't wanted her.

The bedroom door slowly opens and through it steps Sara wearing a Bridal Lingerie set. White in colour its trimmed in turquoise lace. The open cut underwire bra supporting her large rounded 38D breasts. A matching garter belt and G String topped with lace trimmed silk Stay Up stockings.

Tonight his daughter is no longer just a daughter. She is presenting herself as his bride.

Throwing up her arms, she yells "Surprise daddy." All smiles.

Ken is beside himself with joy. If the supper date celebration thrilled him, which it did, observing his daughter now takes him to the edge of ecstasy.

Standing and gaping at her, mouth open, speechless, eyes popping, he's entered another dimension.

Sara twirls around for him showing off her youthful body.

"Your virgin bride awaits her lover, daddykins."

Kens aroused body awakens him out of his stupor.

"My goodness baby girl," he finally manages to say.

Sara steps closer to her daddy, "I think you need some help daddy. Hmmm," and stepping into his arms she gives Ken a hug and kiss. Locked into an embrace, Saras large globes press into Kens chest. Kens aroused cock, a lump in the slacks presses against Saras groin.