Le Kir was in an upscale part of town. Very few restaurants can compare to this little French restaurant. To begin with – they accepted reservations for two serving times per night. You could reserve a table for the 7:00 p.m. serving or the 9:00 p.m. serving. There were a total of 8 tables in the place with no more than 4 people per table. The idea was 'personal service' (something the French are famous for) and the menu consisted of 2 entrees of which you may select only one.
There were no prices on the menu – all meals were priced based on serving two people. The bill for two people was $95.00 for the evening of wining and dining. Our reservations were for the 7:00 p.m. serving so that we would have the rest of the evening free.
I had chosen Chateaubriand for two. The meal included new potatoes, English peas and a small salad plate. Desert was French vanilla ice cream with orange marmalade topping.
Stuffed, we left Le Kir and drove back to the house. Patti Cake snuggled against my shoulder and dozed. It had been a long day. Her closeness started a stirring in my loins – especially when I thought of the pleasures of the evening ahead of us. This was the night. The night that Patti Cake and I consummated our union. The night that Patti would become a woman.
We arrived and, after making sure the security gate and house was locked up, we settled on the big overstuffed couch in the den – brandy in hand and relaxed. There was no reason to rush into things and I wanted this night to be the most memorable of Patti's life.
Patti took my glass and, with hers, set them on the coffee table. Leaning over me, she sought my mouth with her full soft lips – kissing me as she ran her tongue across my lips – tickling them. I opened my mouth and sucked her tongue inside and we kissed – a long passionate kiss.
I moved to open her dress. Patti Cake had chosen a white chiffon wrap-around under which she wore nothing except a black thong. I thought back to the restaurant when she went to the ladies room – the thong was barely visible from the rear with nothing showing except a little black triangle under the white chiffon. Returning to the table – the bigger – more prominent black triangle that covered her treasures was visible. She had dressed for maximum effect – to create a stir. And it worked. Every head in the place watched her beautiful butt swaying as she walked across the room.
As I undid her dress, Patti placed her mouth near my ear. Nibbling on my ear, she put her wet tongue inside and breathed, "Daddy. I've waited so long for this. That's right – take my dress off. Feel how hot my pussy is, Daddy."
"Pull my thong aside and spread my pussy lips with your finger. Feel how moist and wet my cunt is. Feel how hard my little clit is getting – just thinking how your big cock will feel inside me. Ohhhhhhhh! Yessssssssssss!! Daddy, that feels soooooooo good."
She was licking and nibbling on my ear – breathing heavily as I stroked her hard little clit. My cock was getting hard. "Daddy, please! Daddy, please fuck me! I'm so hot and I want your hard cock inside my virgin pussy – fuck me Daddy!"
"I've waited so long, Daddy! I've wanted your cock for so long. I used to masturbate at night in the dorm – under the covers in secret – thinking about how you would split me apart with that huge cock of yours. Take me Daddy!!! Take your little girls cherry!!!"
Rising up, I lifted Patti Cake and carried her into the bedroom, kicking off my loafers on the way. I deposited her on the bed and began undressing – ripping my shirt in the process. It seems I couldn't get undressed fast enough.
"Let me help, Daddy." She unbuckled my belt and unzipped my fly. Pulling my pants and shorts down and off, tossing them aside. As my cock sprang loose, Patti's mouth engulfed my mushroom cap and began gently sucking on it while bathing the sensitive underside with the tip of her tongue. My cock was purple and hard. The veins on my cock stood out as though the were about to burst. My ears were pounding with the blood of desire coursing through my body.
Patti Cake began stroking my cock as she attempted to deep throat me – sucking hard – urging my cum from my ball sac. I pulled her off me before I could cum and forced her onto her back. Taking hold of her thong, I pulled it off her and threw it across the room.
Opening Patti's legs, I leaned down and breathed softly on her wet pussy as I took in the view – inhaling the aroma of my darling daughter – licking gently on her swollen cunt lips as I opened her wings with my tongue – licking gently on her inner lips – flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue – then fucking her with it as I attempted to reach her little 'G' spot with my hard tongue.
"Ohhhhhhh Daddy!!!!!!"
"Ohhhhhhh GOD! What are you doing to me? I'm so hot, Daddy. Fuck Meeeeeeeeeeeee! Fuck me please!!! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!"
I licked her hot pussy – gently and slowly and driving her crazy with desire. Spreading her wings with my fingers, I eased one into her hot cunt – searching for that little fleshy pad – massaging it until her body began quivering with her first orgasm of the evening – the first of what would be many before the night was done.
I crossed two fingers and pushed them inside her pussy – opening her up – preparing her for my huge cock as I licked and sucked on her clit – pushing and twisting my fingers inside her wet pussy – massaging her little pad. I could feel Patti's hymen – still intact – waiting on her Daddy to break it and make a woman of my darling daughter. Careful to not break her hymen, I continued fingering my darling's hot wet pussy as I brought her to another screaming orgasm.
"Daddyyyyyyyyyy! Oh my god!!!!!!!! Daddy – fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!
Removing my fingers, I rose up on my knees. I grasped the base of my cock and began to stroke my cock head up and down her slit – opening up those swollen red pussy lips. I stroked it up and down – wetting my cock head with her juices – rubbing her clit – then her star shaped rosebud – opening up her swollen wings as I eased my cock inside her.
"OH GOD!!!!!! How I've waited for this moment, Daddy. Fuck me! Fuck me hard!!!!!"
I eased my cock further inside until I reached her hymen.
"Patti Cake – this is going to hurt some."
"I know, Daddy. I've read about how it might and I'm ready. Fuck me, Daddy – take your daughter's cherry!! I want to feel your hard cock deep inside my pussy. Fuck me, Daddy – make me a woman. Fuck me and spurt your cum deep in my womb, Daddy. Give me your baby, Daddy. I want to have your baby!"
I drew back and slammed my body hard against hers, feeling her hymen rip as she cried out. Then I rested for a moment. Letting my darling daughter get used to the size of my big cock.
I had stopped at the mouth of her cervix without entering her womb. It wasn't long until Patti Cake began to move her hips – forcing me up as she began that little fucking motion with her hips – wanting me to continue fucking her.
I began stroking my cock in and out of her – slowly and deliberately – wanting to savor the moment – as I dried her tears. I played her fine body with six or seven strokes before resting again – more to keep her passions inflamed than anything else. While resting there I began to 'pulse' my cock – flexing it inside her tight pussy – feeling her velvet sheath clasp and release my hard cock as my Patti Cake began another orgasm.
"Daddyyyyyyyy!! Quit teasing me and fuck me!!!!!!! Please!!!!!!!"
I began to move – stroking in and out of her moist pussy and she responded – meeting me stroke for stroke – slamming her hips against mine. In no more than 10 or 12 strokes I could feel my ball sac tighten. I was nearing my cum. My cock swelled even bigger as my cum churned up from deep inside my balls and began to flood Patti Cake's pussy with thick ropes of cum – bathing her pussy in my cum juice.
My cum triggered yet another of Patti Cake's orgasms – her body quivering and shaking – trembling as though she were a thoroughbred colt – eyes squeezed shut tight – as she moaned her pleasure.
"OH GOD, DADDY!!!!!!!!!! OH GOD, HOW THAT FEELS!!!!!!!! SO GOOD!!!!!"
As Patti Cake's orgasm subsided, we rested – still coupled – savoring the aftermath of a good fuck – breath coming in gasps as though we had just run a mile – we kissed. Sucking each other's tongues – kissing each other on the throat and neck – nibbling ear lobes – just enjoying the feeling of each other.
We drifted off to sleep – my tumescent cock still inside of my darling daughter. We woke several times in the night to repeat – kissing and stroking each other – Patti Cake would suck my cock to full hardness while I ate her juicy pussy – tasting the mixture of our combined juices – until Patti Cake was ready for me to enter her again. The last time we coupled – we took our time for a nice long leisurely fuck. Patti Cake came but my ball sac was running on empty. Then we drifted in and out of sleep the rest of the night – waking to caress and kiss – showing our love for each other.
************************ I was awakened by my housekeeper, Rosa, slapping Patti Cake on the ass with the greeting, "O.K. Baby Doll. Time to get dressed and go home." Thinking that Patti Cake was one of my 'sleep-ins' that I occasionally brought home for a roll in the hay.
"Rosa," I said. "I want you to meet my wife, Patti Cake."
I could tell by the surprise on Rosa's face – this was something she hadn't expected – for me to come home with a wife. The look on Rosa's face as much as said 'Now I'm no longer the ruler of this household'. Ever since I hired Rosa and her brother, Jose, she had pretty much taken charge of my life – making sure I ate right – making sure my household was in order and I had come to depend on her. Though I had never been able to get her into bed, she still pretty much ruled the roost – she wasn't afraid of anyone.
I had stumbled upon Rosa and Jose when I went to a local employment agency to hire a housekeeper. The employment agency explained that they had a hard time placing her because she insisted that she and her brother be hired into the same household. He had worked as a gardener back home in Brazil. Rosa insisted that he was a good one. Getting Jose as a gardener and, sometimes, chauffeur was an added bonus. The working conditions and low pay had prompted them to move to the United States to find work so they could help support their family back home.
Looking at Rosa, I could see that the situation needed explaining. First, I had to assure Rosa that she still ran the household. And Patti Cake would help her. In good time, Patti would take over some of Rosa's chores. After all, it was a very large house for one housekeeper.
Patti Cake talked to Rosa about the 'slap on my butt' and told her that she wasn't offended by it. It's just one of those things that happen and she understood Rosa's protectiveness.