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Chapter 5. Author’s Pov. I leaned my head on the window and watched as the city just moved in a blur. My head was hurting and I couldn't even tell what the actuall reasons were. Was it because I was leaving my aunt? Or because I broke up with Nathan? Or the fact that I had a taste of my father like cock? Perhaps it was. Mr. Ignaxio was sitting right next to me, but he was keeping his distance and I kind of appreciated it. My mind was a mess at that moment and I just didn't know how it changed from loving today to wishing today never existed. The ride went on for a while till we arrived at a massive Estate, and at the top of it was crested boldly. “IGNAZIO VOCANZO THOMPSON’S CRESENT.” My hand made its way to my eyes and I rubbed on them, trying to clear away the dizziness in my eyes to be sure I read correctly. I cast a quick glance at him and then back at the estate that we were already heading into. I swallowed in, trying to think of how wealthy he was to own a huge estate. Aunt had told me several times that Mr. Ignazio was the top 2nd richest in the city of Italy. I never believed it, but this confirmation cleared every one of my doubts. We drove past the estate gate and now we were in the huge estate trying to make our way into another gate that I suspected clearly to be his residence. We got into the compound and immediately some guards opened the door for me and Mr. Ignazio giving us gentle bows. I stepped out of the car, and my jaws dropped at the mighty sight of the house my eyes beheld. My legs froze and I literally felt my hair curled up, my eyes drooling over the skyscraper glass house. Did I call it a house? I definitely didn't. It wasn't a house it was a manor. It was huge and beautiful, large and tall. It was like a sky scrapper and it was all glass, surrounded with lots of body guards. “The road is this way, Isa.” Mr Ignazio’s hot and sexy voice pierced through me and I felt my heart racing from hearing him speak so hotly. I swallowed the lumps that hitched in my throat and I began to trail behind him. My eyes took in every one of the guards that roamed around the house. A lot of things felt weird to me. Mr. Ignazio is not just a zillionaire, he has over 7 men walking behind him whenever he walks and over 70 soldiers hanging around his compounds with guns in their hands then lots of Security around the estate and the estate gate. We got into the main building and I took in my first breath of wealth. Fuck! The air, the atmosphere. It felt so cool. The glass house had a classy decoration nice interior and lots of portraits, I didn't forget to add, lots of maids in black and white uniforms, in straight lines with their heads bowed the moment we walked in. “I will show you to your room, Isa.” his hot voice pulled me out of my admiration and I batted my lashes softly at him before giving a reply. “Okay, sir.” He took the lead and as expected I followed. Walking behind him. We got to the elevator and he stepped in, I gulped down the lumps of fear in me and stepped into the Elevator with him, trying to conquer the fear in me. My hand fidgeted and my palms turned sweaty from how much I reassured myself that everything was fine. Softly I felt a strong hand reaching out for mine and locking our fingers. I gulped down the fear that had been replaced with streams of pleasure and safety. Then I stared up to look at him. Heck! I looked really small and my hands against his? It was way smaller. He gave me a subtle stare and I took my gaze immediately my legs turning jelly. “You shouldn't be scared to tell Daddy anything.” Hearing him say those words made my inner churn even more. My heart leaped and my legs wobbled immediately, the image of how I moaned loudly to his fingers invading my mind turning my legs more jelly and making me crave for more of him. Slowly I looked down and my eyes fell on his cock, but it was still peacefully asleep. “You shouldn't be staring down at Daddy’s crotch Isa. You are my daughter.” I gulped down nothing. Not knowing where the word came from. “But I took your cock at the restroom and no daughter should know a taste of her father. Mr Ignazio didn't say a word, he went silent, and his grip on my hand tightened reminding me of how my pussy walls squeezed around his finger. The elevator opened and I stepped out. He took the lead and I followed. We walked for some time before getting to a particular door. He picked the remote and he pressed few numbers in the door throwing it wide open. My eyes almost widened as I met with mini heaven. A living room with a four-seater, a water dispenser, and a flower verse at each four corners, magnifing the beauty of the house. There was a portrait on the wall and a large television on the wall also. He walked deeper and I followed him till we arrived at a room. An all-white room with just a large ceiling-to-floor wide-length, a bed and a huge mirror to the front of the bed. He didn't stop and I wondered if this was another house. He got to a door and he pressed a code, the door opened and I realized that my jaws never really dropped, they just dropped from seeing this heaven. A walk-in closet, a glass walking-in closet, filled with clothes collection bag collection, and shoe collection. “This is your room, Isa. The sitting room, main room, and this” My heart fluttered and I felt tears burning the back of my eyes immediately. I stared at him and then back at the room. I didn't realize when I threw myself up, jumping on him. His hands gripped me immediately and I wrapped my legs around his torso, while his hands dug into my ass. “This… this is so beautiful Daddy.” my voice came out softly and I felt his cock throbbing against my ass. He stared into my eyes and I felt his emerald green eyes piercing my soul and leaving my pussy wet. “I know you love it, Isa.” My heart flipped and my stomach flicked at the hoarseness of his undertone that got me wetting my pants. We remained in that position for a while, my hand wrapped around his neck, while his hand held my ass, our nose drawing closer and closer. “Daddy…” I called softly and his cock throbbed again. “Fuck!” he cursed throatily and before I could fathom a thing he had slammed his mouth against mine. Kissing me roughly yet pleasurable and making my inner churn my pussy dripping and wetting my pants, his hands fondling my ass even more. Our lips crushed against each other and I suddenly wrapped my hands around his neck, deepening the kiss and making him moan into my mouth aurosing me even more.Pop my cherry daddy. Chapter 6. ISABELLA’S POV. My heart flipped as he kissed me back passionately, his lips moving against mine in a way that sent tingles of excitement and lust through my body. My pussy clenched and throbbed in response to his smooching kiss. His hand fondled on my ass intensifying the waves of pleasure that crashed into my pussy and made me a dripping mess. Subconsciously, I sent my hands into his hair, ruffling it softly and deepening the kiss. Fuck! he was so fucking great! This was the best kiss I have ever had.No one has ever made me this way from just kissing. I knew this wasn't right. I should control myself around him, I shouldn't be kissing or indulging in any sexual act or wanting more from him cause he is my late father’s friend and my acting father, but how can I not when I already know what it feels like to have him inside of my mouth? how can I not, when his member has become really hard and is now pressing against my ass. Fuck! My pussy was dr
Pop my cherry daddy. Chapter 7. ISABELLA. My pussy throbbed, just from hearing him speak. I spread my legs wide like he had instructed, curiosity washing through me like water cleansing dirty. His eyes hovered around my entire body and I suddenly felt hot with the air conditioner working in a perfect shape. “You are so pretty! So endowed.” The pleasure his hoarse voice surged into my body needed to be studied. I fondled my boobs softly and I saw his brows knitted into three lines, his emerald green eyes dropping all shades of bliss into my body. “You do not touch my boobs when you are not instructed to, Young one.” I swallowed in, hard, loving the way my pussy throbbed in attestation to his voice. My hand trailed off my boobs and my inner walls suddenly tightened into a knot as his scent filled my nostril. His eyes hovered around me and he searched my body as though it was looking for something in my soul. Before I could mutter a word his thick masculine hand had
Pop My Cherry Daddy.Chapter 8. I alighted from the car. Just like every other day, Danica would always wait for me at the sit and relax spot.Her face beamed with smiles, surprises evident in her eyes as I stepped out of the brand new Mercedes that had pulled the attention of a substantial number of students."You look radiant! " Danica beamed as I approached her happily with my books held to my chest.I sure do, it was the first time I was getting such special treatment. My legs had turned jelly from his touches and my pussy had gotten just the right amount of thrust it needed it would be bad of me to not be this radiant."Good morning, Bella.” Denica beamed “You've gotta gist me about where the f the car came from and how you became a morning person. " she rushed her words the moment I got closer to her, her eyes lingering on the car that drove away.I snapped my fingers across her face pulling her out of her trance."Lots of teas to spill, Bella. But firstly tell me about your d
POP MY CHERRY DADDY! Chapter 9 Isabella.As I descended the exit stairs clad in the beautiful red shape-snatching dress that Mr. Ignazio had gotten for me, my eyes took in the bustling sight of the already-filled compound. I scanned the momentary movement of everyone, every beautiful soul that attended the little yet huge party seemed to already have their groove. I looked over at the prestigious number of people available at the compound which was enough to contain 200 people. My eyes took in the sight of Aunt Amma and Uncle Mathew. I allowed my gaze to settle on them and a subconscious smile settled at the bream of my lips, as I watched them sway happily in rhythm to the soft music that played in the air. Aunt was dressed in a black waist-snatching dress that evened out her beautiful waistline. And they looked so adorable together, and of course genuinely happy. For at least once in my lifetime, I get to see them attending social gatherings together. Unlike my existing time w
Pop My Cherry Daddy. Isabella's Pov. Chapter 10. His nails dug into my skin and I suddenly felt myself being lifted from the floor, pressing my ass against the marble counter. His lips worked over mine miraculously and my heart pounded as his hand restlessly caressed the sides of my ass. He stood in between my spread thighs, his hand running against my waist and emulsifying the wetness between my thighs. I threw my hand over his shoulder, welcoming the passionate kiss. At this moment I had no sense of my own, all I could feel were pleasure waves crawling through the veins in my body. My stomach tightened into a pleasurable knot and I suddenly felt the waves exploding at my lower abdomen. Just like yesterday, it felt so good, to have him kiss me so passionately like no one ever has. His tongue swayed over mine in an attempt to find dominance. Just when I was getting it right, just when I was feeling on top of the world with a pussy as moist and wet as the ocean itself,
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