Pop my cherry Daddy! Chapter 11. Author’s Pov. Clad in a red waist-snatching dress, I walked elegantly down the stairs with my messy waves dangling down with me. I had decided to invite my friends Denica and Johnson to join me in this party as I struggled my way through making Ignazio jealous if he tried to ditch me like he always does. I do not know what this feeling was but it was driving me crazy and I needed to do something about it. I walked my way through the numerous numbers of the crowd swaying my ass hotly with a cup of red wine in my hand. I didn't need anyone to tell me how hot I looked, and the thrilling part of it was that Igzanio had purposely chosen this dress for me. "Bella." I heard a voice I would never mistake for anyone, shattering my trance and pulling my gaze away from the number of people on the dance floor who had their bodies swaying against each other and there she was, Denica, my very best friend. Johnson and Denica. They look cute and hot togethe
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Isbella’s Pov. Chapter 12. “I…. I…” “You do not have to look for words, Princess. I know you want me… and I want you too, but this.…” his words trailed off, his breath hitched and he ran his index finger over my back, steering up a feeling of want and greater desire inside of me. “This right here… is forbidden. However, I want it, and I will have it.” he completed in the hottest way ever, his words inducing some wetness out of my pussy. I leaned gently into him, the heat eradicating from his body gave my pussy a gentle throb and the instant need to be touched. As our body moved slowly in unison I felt every organ in my body heaving out with pleas to be touched by his hands. “Your breath…” he smiled softly, more like a devilish grin. “Your breaths are hitching for me. How wet is your pussy?” he kicked gently on his lower lips sending to my brain the image of how well he had lapped hungrily on my pussy the last time. I clamp my legs too tightly as I felt my
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 13.Author's Pov.I walked into my room, but the ambience and peacefulness of the room had changed. Having Isa in my room felt like a blessing, but the greatest blessing was having Isa lay on the bed with her legs spread so wide for me. In the red dress I had specifically picked out for her she looked extremely gorgeous and breathtaking, like an angel that descended from heaven. There was no way I could deny her breathtaking beauty. Her enchanting Hazel eyes, her intriguing smiles, her plump and soft lips that seemed to be calling mine. Her burgundy hair which always stole the spotlight, and her fair radiant complexion, all of these attributes held an irresistible temptation that made me want to do nothing less but have myself buried in between her. Fuck! The thoughts of that aroused me so well that I could already feel my cock throbbing. The thoughts of her that I inhabit are rather decent, but I can't help it, I really can't help the thoughts of havin
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 14. Ignazio’s Pov. “Daddy…” Isa cried for help, holding onto my hand… “Daddy… please make me cum.. Please…” she cried frustratingly and that was it, I loved it so much. The helpless sight of her surged into me an indecent satisfaction and a knowledge that she wanted me more than anything. I stood on my feet and climbed onto the bed. “Give me, one reason. Just one reason why I shouldn't stop, why I should make you come.” Her heartbeat increased as she surfed for words, the ones I knew were so voidable in her mouth, yet she was holding herself back. She was holding herself back from saying all those nasty words to me. I felt like a predator right now, but it was fun, having her as my prey would be so fun, magnanimously fun. “No words from you no orgasms.” I grinned from ear to ear, frustrating her even more and finding more pleasure in frustrating her still.Her body stilled and her eyes helped an immeasurable amount of please but I wanted her to spe
POP MY CHERRY DADDY.Chapter 15.Ignazio’s Pov. I watched Isa as her breath heaved up and down. She looked fucking sexy, as she trembled in orgasm. One I had made her feel. An orgasm that none had ever given her before. A part of me rejoiced so well at the fact that I was the first person to have ever given her an orgasm, but another part of me reminded me that this wasn't supposed to be happening in the first place. In the history of all time, no lady tastes better than her. For a man who has spent literally all his life getting the entire pussy of all the women in Sicily, I should rather be contented with all the pussy I have had a taste of, but the case with Isa is so fucking different. Her scent is so captivating. And her taste, no one ever tasted so good. I want to hold back. I want to stop trying to have a taste of her. I want to stay away from her but I can't. Call me whatever names, but I would be a predator for her. “Daddy…” her sexy little voice pulled me out of my tra
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 16. Ignazio’s Pov. The room went silent for a while, as I realized that I had spilled too much yet again and was now losing control. My mood was off and my inner felt so fucking hot. This was pure torture. Having her under the same roof, yet unable to have her is pure torture. Many years ago, when I was in high school. Mirabell and I were close friends. I was into her as much as she was into me and I really wanted her to be my girlfriend. However, we didn't take it past that. We knew we loved each other and wanted each other, but I was waiting for the right time to make her mine, as well as sexualize it. All we ever did was kiss and nothing happened outside that. Everything was going fine and I was going to ask her to be my girlfriend when she turned 18. Unfortunately for me, my friend arrived from the United States and took the lead. I found out they were dating and Mira said she was waiting for me to ask her out, but it felt like I didn't really kno
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 17. ISABELLA. The ray from the sunlight penetrated the room and settled on my cheeks, jolting me out of my semi-deep slumber. My eyes fluttered open and I held onto the part of my head that was aching, squeezing, and grimacing as the pain poked at me. I sat on the bed swiftly and the first thing that strucked my mind was the thoughts of Ignazio. He had left last night and he had not returned. He had left me in the middle of my own desire, I had no choice but to rub myself into the thoughts of him, suppressing the burning desire once again. “Good morning Miss Bella.” the sound of a famine voice got my eye fluttering open, and my grip on my head ended as I cast her a glance. Once again, there is another nanny here to help me with God knows what. “Good morning.” I flashed her a gentle smile. “You do not seem too fine. Do you need my help with something?” “Not at all. I will be fine.” “Okay, ma'am. Your bath water has been arranged. I was told about
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 18. ISABELLA. It's been 10 hours since we left the lecture hall to Johnson’s house and I haven't gotten either a message from Ignazio or even a text to confirm my day and this act had just confirmed my fear. He was tired of me or had probably gotten enough of me. I shouldn't have expected much. He was a handsome 40 or above-year-old man, with all the riches in the world, and, I am just some helpless best friend's daughter which he needed to take care of, he couldn't possibly think of fucking me or making me his kitten, they are more than enough ladies out there for him to fuck with just a snap of this finger and I trust they would satisfy him. “Bella.” Danica shook my arms gently and I jolted, blinking my lashes softly and snapping back to reality. “You seem lost. We are here, already!”Johnson informed and I flashed them a smile, stepping out of the car first while they followed. We walked into the bar, it wasn't as crowded as every other club bar a