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
POP MY CHERRY DADDY! Chapter 19. Author’s Pov. I stood still staring angrily at the fear-filled Isa. Her body stilled at the sight of me and I watched as she tried to swallow the fear that was building up in her eyes. Whatever scared her, I know not of, but my expression was dangerous, and it was enough to have the entire bar in a grave mood. My hand had tightened into a fist and it was taking me all of my self-control not to throw a punch at Natio. I took a step forward. A very powerful one that got the entire bar freezing from the aura I exuded. My eyes were fixed on Isa and heck, all the anger from a while ago had reduced drastically. She looked so freaking beautiful in this black dress, all I freaking desire right now was to have her legs wide spread while I bury my face in between her fresh thighs and fist on her neat and delicious pussy. The girl is freqking beautiful. Endowed! She drives me crazy in a way no one ever has. I got in front of her, and her cologne almost sw
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 20. Isabella. My words trailed off and my heart raced as I felt his powerful hands smashing me against the wall and his lips covering mine roughly. I threw my hands over his shoulders immediately and he carried me up from the floor and got my legs wrapped around his torso like I weighed nothing. His nails dug into my ass and his lips swept over mine, his tongue exploring all of my mouth, kissing me hungrily and leaving me breathless and hungry for more. My pussy tingled as his palm caressed every part of my body, my heart yawning for more of him. Fuck! This feels so good! His touches against my skin, the way his tongue explored my mouth made my inner churn, the way he groped my ass into his hands and fondled it. His every actions were making my pussy tingle with the desire to have his face buried in between my pussy, like the way he did the last time. I can't belive this! I can't belive this was the same man I was yelling at a while ago
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 21. IGNAZIO.I watched Isa gently as she lay on the bed, ready to take my cock. I climbed into the bed, with my huge cock desperate to take her. She looked freaking beautiful waiting to have me this way. I spread her legs wide and settled in between her legs. I could see the look in her eyes and I feared that she might not want to have me again. “Are you okay?” I caressed her cheeks gently and she sucked in her breath, her hazy eyes gazing into mine shyly while she expressed herself in the most anxious voice ever. “I… I am afraid I might not be able to take you. Or.. Or meet your expectation.” “You do not have to worry about meeting my expectations, Princess. You have exceeded that already. And the fear of taking me, I guarantee you, it would fit.”She nodded her head gently and I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Are you ready to take Daddy?” “Yes…” the undertone of her voice held a tiny excitement that got my cock giggling. I reached out
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 21. IGNAZIO. I started at Isa’s beautiful body as she lay down, covered up in my white duvet, deep in her beautiful sleep. The gentle rise of her chest and the little pout that constantly escaped her lips made my cock jerk in a reminder of what this pretty little whorish mouth of hers could do to my cock. I was a pervert right now cause the only thoughts that ran through my head were the thoughts of burying myself deep into her sweet sloppy pussy while I fuck the oblivion out of her sweet heavenly pussy, over and over again. I do not regret taking that decision, her pussy feels so much like home. My home. My comfort zone. This pussy that I have deprived myself of brings me peace every single time. I reached a finger to her face, trying to gently toss the stubborn strand of hair off her face when my phone suddenly made a gentle beep. “Fuck!” I reached out to my phone immediately, not wanting to wake her up. It was Dylan. My brows knitted
POP MY CHERRY DADDY! Chapter 22.ISABELLA. My pussy tingled and my heart made a fickle. I could see my cheeks burning from his nasty demand. Fuck, but he sounded so hot given that order. My pussy was a dripping mess right now. The call ended and I stepped out of the bed immediately. His voice kept ringing in my head as I pulled my clothes away.I lay on the bed, spreading my legs wildly like he had commanded, with nothing but the thoughts of him, dominating my every being. He wasn't even here, yet my pussy was dripping from the mare thoughts of his words. Soon, just soon. The door opened and I directed my eyes to it. Standing there was Ignazio, a man of power and sophistication. His presence alone was enough to have my pussy throbbing. He looked so dangerously hot, standing there and staring impressed at me with those sankapu eyes of his.My eyes hovered around every part of his body and suddenly landed on his bulge. He was rocky and hard even with his trousers on. I just want t