The cherry date and the next phase of Ken’s love life.

By  PrairieDad1. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

“So, I’m going to be the first man to make love to you. Wow. I’m honoured.” he says. Come here baby. Daddy needs a hug. Angela steps into Kens open arms. They embrace. Bodies molded together. A tear runs down Ken’s cheek. “I’m so happy right now. This is going to be a super special summer and extra special occasion. You sure do know how to turn a guy on, baby.” They laugh.

“Yep, I can tell,” she says, laughing, feeling Kens erection pushing into her tummy. “Me too daddy. It’ll be super special. I can hardly wait. I’m wet just thinking about it.”

“Are you nervous babykins? I’ll try not to hurt you,” he says.

“Daddy, I just sucked your cock into my mouth. My first time ever doing that. So, no, you won’t hurt me.”

“I’m so proud of you baby.” Ken turns and holds Angela in his arms, embracing her tightly into his body.

They continue their climb to the top, arriving at the pickup on the ridge.

“Daddy’s hungry again,” he says, with a big smile. “Can daddy have dessert, please?”

“You can eat me anytime daddy.” Angela lowers the tailgate and jumps up into the box. “Dessert is served,” she says, laughing. “Come and get it.”

And Ken does. Just like that the damp Daisy Mae’s are discarded and Ken is looking at a bald pussy, drops of moisture beading up on the pussy lips.

Lowering his face, he sucks the folds of skin into his mouth.

Sitting up her arms supporting her with knees bent, legs spread wide, ass on the tailgate edge, she smiles and watches her lover, her adopted daddy.

Driving Angela wild. Trying to hold her legs steady, and failing. Her body trembling, she cries out, "Argh, Fuck!”

And cums. Her liquid arousal filling Kens mouth and covering his face, he licks and swallows. A happy man. Over the top happy.

His young lover orgasming. And he doing what he likes best, Eating Pussy.

Grabbing their blanket, he wraps and covers Angela before carrying her shaking body to the front door of the pickup.

An hour later they arrive home and park in the driveway.

All seems quiet. No one is around. Ken carries his lover into the house and straight to the shower in the washroom.

Their early to mid morning adventure finished.

What transpired that morning ignited a fuse within them both.

During the following week Angela was constantly visiting Ken.

Neither of them wanting to spend a moment separated.

Kens fixation with ‘eating pussy’ and Angela’s discovery of how much she enjoy 'giving head’ was a match made in heaven. So much so they ate and sucked their way to new heights of sexual fulfillment.

Finally, the weekend was upon them. Laying in each others arms in the afterglow of making love, oral love, their faces covered with one another’s CUM. Ken smiles

“I do believe we should have a proper date this weekend. An in the city, fancy restaurant, 5 star hotel, a daddy and daughter romantic date. What sayeth you m'lady?”

“I sayeth 'oh goody kind Sir’. Daddy gonna pop my cherry,” she asks, giggling.

“We’re gonna fuck like rabbits, over and over and over,” he says, laughing.

“Fuck my brains out daddy. I want your big sausage inside me,” she says, a huge face covering smile. “But for now, I’ll just suck you again” leaning over and taking Ken’s cock into her willing mouth.

“Oh no you don’t. Me too,’” Ken says as he adjusts their bodies, laying on the bed with Angela positioned on top of him, her head over his cock, her pussy over his mouth.

Both diving in, the sounds of slurping, sucking and licking filling the bedroom.

Kens hands on Angela’s butt, fingers pushing on her cheeks exposing and opening her small puckered asshole. Tongue licking and teasing the forbidden hole.

Angela’s tongue expertly licking the long thick veiny and hairy shaft.

Opening her mouth and sliding her lips over his mushroomed cockhead.

Swallowing him inch by inch into her mouth and throat. Her eyes watering, his girth stretching her mouth wide open.

Using his tongue like a poker Ken pushes thru her puckered opening.

A gasp, her body shakes.

Moving her back and forth, her ass riding on his tongue.

Bobbing her head up and down sucking on Kens thick girth, damp brunette hair hanging down over her face.

Ken guides his tongue from asshole to pussy licking along the folds of skin.

Angela shivers.

Tasting her sweet nectar, flicking his tongue in and out of the wet pussy, her body shivers as an Orgasm builds within her.

Her continued sucking is also building an orgasm within Ken.

A loud gasp, an “Argh”, and Angela’s sex is released in orgasm.

Ken licks and laps up the river of sex, tasting his lover.

Ken moans loudly, hips shaking, his cock erupting, again, with gobs of cum filling Angela’s throat. She releases her toy and cum spurts over her cheeks, chin and breasts.

She collapses on Kens body, Her mouth sore from so much exercising.

They lay in the afterglow of sex, damp bodies relaxing, breathing slowing.

Wrapping his arms around Angela, holding her tightly, fingers caressing her back, waist and bum, he falls asleep.

Angela, her face resting on Kens flaccid cock, blinks her eyes closing them and drifting off to sleep.

During the next week the sexcapades continued uninterrupted.

Never tiring of one another. Their tongues and lips working magic with each other’s body.

The sounds of sucking and slurping filling Kens house.

The yelps, gasps and screaming orgasms rocking their bodies.

Whether shaking, shivering or tremoring, their bodies always reaching fulfillment.

Cum and sex filling their mouths, covering their cheeks and licked up readily with their tongues.

Never receiving enough, always wanting more, their ultimate goal: sexual bliss.

In the end, two bodies collapsing in an entangled of arms and legs in exhaustion.

As the week closes, Angela and Ken decide Date Night in the city is in order.

Wanting their relationship to progress to the next level of Erotica, which for them, will be sexual intercourse. For Ken, it’s the taking of Angela’s cherry and she losing her virginity.

And, in Angela’s mind, the act fulfills a long-held fantasy, the fulfillment of her dream in becoming a woman living in the love and nurture of an older man, her reward for loving him. And maybe, just maybe, becoming a mommy. Angela smiles to herself.

Friday arrives.

Ken has already made all the arrangements for their weekend of romance. Their special date. Not wanting to overlook a thing and making sure everything is in order he goes over very detail.

Angela, her life about to change forever through one act, her deflowering, giving up her virginity to a man. In her mind, no small act.

She desires for this weekend to be as special as the event warrants.

And wanting to present herself to Ken as the chaste and pure woman she is.

She chooses a White Matte Strapless Dress, a sleek curve hugging tube dress with an hourglass cut. The colour of purity wrapped in a “fuck me” dress.

Looking at herself in the full length mirror, even she is impressed with what she sees. She wonders whether they will even make it out of the driveway, never mind eating dinner before arriving at the hotel. She smiles. Wanting to create the perfect impression for Ken she believes she has succeeded.

Leaving her bedroom and heading down the stairs, she hears the doorbell ring.

“I’ll get it” she yells out to her mom who is sipping wine on the living room couch.

On seeing her, mom gasps, “goin on a hot date?”

“You could say that,” Angela smiles. “I’ll be gone until tomorrow.”

As Angela makes her way to the door, her mom is thinking, 'our neighbour, Ken must be quite the guy to cause such a radical difference in my daughter. I’m so Fin jealous.’

Angela swings the door open. Ken stands on the doorstep a bouquet of yellow roses in his hand, dressed in a black silk shirt and dress slacks.

A long whistle sounds, surprise written in his eyes as he holds the bouquet out for Angela to take. “You are an extraordinary vision of purity and beauty Me'Lady.”

Angela curtsies. “Thank you kind Sir.” Pointing to the floor, “I have a small shoulder bag,” which Ken picks up and then holds an arm out to guide her to the car.

Opening the door and allowing Angela to slide into her seat, Ken watches closely. He walks around the car to the drivers door and gets in himself. Looking over at Angela, mouth open and speechless, he whistles again.