Chapter 1
‘Spread those legs wide for me princess. I want to see that juicy hole of yours. I want to suck on this dripping pussy and I want to fuck you hard till you no longer feel your legs.
This book contains high sexual content, it is not for readers younger than🔞.
Clogged in the web of dissatisfaction I had always thought that I had a problem with being sexually satisfied, until I met the very man who I should never think of moaning to, he is my acting father Mr. Ignazio Vecenzo, Thompson. A sex machine who knew how to please my body and when exactly to stop.
I had many plans for the day and none included moaning to the man I should call father, after bumping into him with his miraculous member sliding in and out of his hand, I found myself wishing to have him for just a day, however, my mind wind off to having him forever as his deft fingers found my clit, ripping moans off my throat, as no one has ever done.
As lines fell pleasantly for me, I found myself moaning to him every single day taking his sexual command, being daddy’s good girl, and wishing for nothing other than to have him buried deep inside of me.
Navigating my way through so many obstacles, I realized that my lust for him had whirled into love and I was determined to keep him even if it meant going against the entire world. However he was not the good man I fell for, he was the monster I never knew existed, a killer Machine and a man who has so many darksides yet I crave him gravier than any other..
Again, this book contains high sexual content. Recommended for readers older than 18.
A stranger in the restroom.
Pop my cherry daddy.
Chapter 1
I gave my reflection a final look in the mirror before grabbing my bag and dashing out of the room, descending the stairs in the most outrageous way ever.
Today is my man’s birthday and I was planning to give him the only gift I have kept for him for so long, my virginity. Even though it felt like his touches were never enough I was never a fan of cheating and I had waited this long to be sure he was the right person.
“I am off to see Nathan, Aunt,” I yelled at the top of my voice.
“Do not stay too long Bella. You know how special today is.”
“I know Aunty. I won't stay too long I promise.” I replied in the loudest voice I could ever come up with and her words followed suit.
“I love you.”
“I love you too aunt,” hastily I walked out of the house and headed to board a cab.
My aunt had earlier informed me that my invisible-acting father who had been taking care of me all these years would be coming over to see me today and also take me over to his house so we could bond really well.
I didn't fancy the idea in any way but I couldn't go against it. My parent had died in a fatal accident when I was 8 and my father's last wish was for him to take me in as his child and give me all the love and care a father should give.
However the case was different. I never lacked money or material things but I lacked fatherly love cause my Aunty’s husband never failed to shove it on my face how miserable my life already was and my cousin was not an exception. My acting father never showed his face to me, he only sent me lots of money and made sure that I never lacked financially. My Aunt always referred to him as a very kind man, and I am kind of utterly grateful for that.
I had gotten to my destination already and I paid the cab man his money and stepped out of the car.
I stared at the beautiful sight of Nathan’s building and I exhaled a soft sigh. I had taken my time to think this through, although it didn't sit well with me cause his touches were never satisfying and he never knew where to touch how to arouse a lady, and many more. Nathan and I have been dating for over a year now and I think it's time to let him have a taste of me, perhaps that might change my view about everything.
I walked into the building using my pass card to gain entrance into the main building.
As soon as I got in, the awkward sounds of moans filled the air and my legs froze right there. With my clenched heart and wobbling legs, I managed to walk in and to my greatest surprise, my man was beneath another man, bending over in a doggy style while the dude had his cock shoved into his ass, fucking him roughly while his voice filled the air.
My heart clenched and tears rolled out of my eyes immediately, wetting my beautiful white dress. A gay? I was with a gay all these months? How come I never suspected shit?
“Nathan,” I called in a pain-filled voice and they both turned in my direction, they froze at the sight of me, their eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.
Nathan made a quick move forward, the guy's cock slipping out of his lubed-up hole. The disgusting sight of him angered all the veins in me.
He reached for his trousers and began fitting into them, but at the time, I had already dashed out of his house with tears dripping off my cheeks.
“Bella,” he called chasing after me but I didn't stop, he chased after me for a while then caught up with me as I made to step out of the gate. His hand gripped my wrist, yanking me backward.
“Bella. Wait.” he made to say but I lost it and sent a slap across his face.
“How dare you ?” I yelled and tears streamed down my cheeks.
His hand gripped his cheek and he stared at me with so much rage boiling him up.
His eyes pierced into mine and I thought he was craving the attest to send a smirk across my face. I watched as he gulped the saliva that had formed on his throat, his teeth gritted tightly.
“You are so shameless Nathan I can't believe you are bending for a man, what in the world does that benefit you?”
“Pleasure!” he snapped and my heart made a deeper clench.
“It brings to me the pleasure that your dripping yet unhealthy pussy can't bring to me.”
My heart clenched even more as he uttered those hurtful words to me without remorse.
“Nathan…” I called In a shaky breath and he scoffed.
“I do not know why I was even trying to explain to you in the first place Bella. You are not worth every bit of my time or explanation cause what kind of woman drips at the mere sight of her man? What kind of woman craves lots of nasty sex life? For a virgin, I personally think your libido is too high and I am definitely not ready to be with a lady who gets wet always like she is ready to fuck the entire world! So screw you and screw your damn pussy, feeling, and whatever motherfucking thoughts your condensed skull acknowledges!”
My heart clenched, and I felt a deep pain piercing through my heart as though a dagger had been thrust into it, pain shutting through my whole system.
Fresh tears burnt the back of my eyes yet again but I wasn't willing to appear weak any longer.
I shut my eyes for some seconds and smirked at him.
“It all makes sense now Nathan, I understand clearly why you never know where to touch and how to satisfy a woman! That's because all you know how to do is bend and allow a man to ram into your damn hole, you definitely be thinking like a pussy.”
Nathan stared at me angrily as I took out the vibrator in my bag
“I definitely would not be needing this 'cause it does know how to do a better job than your useless fingers.” I let out an angry groan and I threw the vibrator at him walking out of his compound and heading to get a cab.
My phone made a gentle buzz and I pulled it out of my bag, as expected it was Aunt she had sent me the location of the restaurant where we would all be meeting with my acting father. Everything felt totally off to me, I felt like going home but I could not be ungrateful to a man who took care of me all this while, this was my little way of showing how grateful I am and I could not let Nathan ruin it for me.
I picked up a cab without thinking straight and gave him the address of the restaurant.
I had arrived after 30 minutes of the ride, then I figured out how rough I was looking. It was my first time meeting with this person and it would be really bad of me to not pull a nice impression.
I pulled out the small mirror in my bag to get a reflection of myself and my hair was scattered from how well I had ruffled it.
“Fuck!” I cursed and located my way to the restroom. I needed to fix myself before going to meet everyone at the already set table, it would be really awkward if I decided to fix it later.
After my findings, I located the spacious restroom, and I breathed out a sigh of relief.
I reached the door numb and twisted it open shutting the door gently and walking into the restroom, as my legs drew closer I heard familiar yet soothing sounds, I halted at the sight of the perfectly structure demi-God. He was probably 6,4 feet tall and his huge and erect veiny members were in his hand.
He had his side to me and his front to the mirror while he wanked off. He had dark brown shoulder-length hair, a part of it flipped to the back while the other part fell forward resting on his cheeks and framing his handsome face! Just from staring at him, I could tell that he was older than me by 2 decades or 2 decades and a half.
The sight of his cock alone got my pussy dripping with so much fluids emanating from it. Fuck! He looked so hot wanking off. His Moan filled the air arousing my already aroused arousal.
“Yes! Fuck! It! Ughhhh..” his soothing moans reverberated through the air as he stroked his veny and lengthy dick faster and harder like he was going to cum soon.
My heart flipped with pleasure sparkles and I felt my stomach tighten into an ecstatic feel, his moans sending strikes of pleasure down my vein, my legs wobbling and shaking with waves of pleasure ripping me.
Lost in the sight and sound of his deep moan I didn't realize when my bag slipped off my shoulder creating a loud noise as it crashed on the floor jolting him out of his actions.
“Who the hell?” his deep baritone voice filled the air but his words suddenly trailed off the moment his gaze fell on me.
His emerald green eyes pierced into mine, sending loads of pleasure to my already-dripping and tingling pussy.
His eyes roamed over my body and they landed on a particular spot.
I followed the directions of his eyes and I found him staring at my perky and erect nipples that were poking my white top and threatening to rip it off. I bit on my lower lip feeling embarrassed
I made to say a word but his next words shut me to it.
“Want some cock?” his deep baritone voice reverberated through the room and I quivered at the pleasure that wrecked through my body. He was going to let me have his cock?
I gulped down the sudden lumps that had formed in my throat, nodding subconsciously.
“Then come fucking get it!” he groaned huskily and my legs wobbled at the instant thought of having his cock filling my already dripping pussy.
Perhaps Nathan was right! My libido was fucking high for a virgin and I really do need a therapist, but at this point, I need to get filled up by his massive cock.
Hot stranger.
Pop my cherry daddy.
Chapter 2.
Isabella’s Pov.
Without any form of hesitation, my legs subconsciously walked me closer and in no time I was standing in front of him. Heck! I was so small standing next to him that the height differences were overly obvious. His cologne gripped my nostril and my pussy tingle at the aura of dominance that stimulated me.
His emerald green eyes pierced into mine and I felt chills wrecking through my system. Who the fuck was this man, his presence alone was so domineering.
“Are you just going to stand and do nothing? Get on your fucking kneels and take my cock into your damn month.”
My kneels met the floor immediately, his undertone sending loads of shivers down my body. His ever-dominating voice sends more pleasure to my pussy than Nathan's damn hand could ever try.
I looked up at his face and he had this very stern look, yet gorgeousness still prevailed. I gulped down the lumps of pleasure that settled in my throat before taking my hands to his massive cock.
As my hand fell on his cock, a soft curse escaped his lips leaving a tingling impact on my already anticipating pussy.
I felt so useless, I could barely think straight, the only thing I wanted was to have his hard and veiny member sliding into my pussy, fuck! He was so damn huge.
“Do you not know how to do anything? Take your hand to my cock and rub on it.”
His voice was stern and dominating, and I found myself complying.
My tiny hand managed to get a hold of his 9 inches huge hard cock and before I could think straight, I was already gliding my hand up and down on his cock and it felt so fucking right and wrong at the same time. I didn't know this man. I had a family outside waiting to show me off to the man who has been taking care of me all my life, yet I was here, pleasuring an unknown man’s cock and ready to take his pretty lengthy cock.
“Fuck!” his soft groan pulled me out of my thoughts as I ran my hand over his cock, loving the feel of my hand against his cock and the sight of his throbbing cock against my hand.
“Oh fuck it little one! Yes urghhh! Your tiny hands do know how to naively pleasure a cock. Now wrap that pretty little slutry mouth around my cock and bob your head on it.”
To my utmost surprise, his dirty words had me dripping more than I was before. The need to touch me nagged at me, but I brushed it away, taking my mouth closer to his cock.
I stuck my tongue out and I licked on the precum on the cap of his dick, it tasted so well.
“Yes!” his moans resonated through the room and I continued to glide my tongue around his cock, licking and licking all over his cock. It felt so good, to hear him moan to me this way, I doubted that I was doing a good job, but hearing him moan boosted my confidence and I suddenly wanted to do more.
I opened my tiny little mouth and tried taking his cock into my mouth, but he was too huge, I could barely make it past the cap of his dick.
Just while I tried pulling backward I felt him sneak a hand to the back of my hair, his finger digging pleasurably into my already messy hair and gripping some strand of it up, shoving his cock into my mouth in one rough thrust.
“Yes!” he grunted with gritted teeth and his grip on my scalp tightened.
My eyes widened with tears sprinkling the back of my eyes, but the feeling of his cock hitting on my throat made my pussy throb with the intense need to be fucked so senselessly.
It felt good, it felt so fucking good having him this way in my mouth. He waited for a while, to settle into my little mouth, then gently he started thrusting.
“Oh fucking hell!” he let out a pleasurable groan, his grip on my scalp tightening with every fucking thrust.
His cock throbbed in my mouth and he stared down at me with parted lips that indicated how much pleasure he was receiving from fucking my mouth.
His both hands gripped my hair and my hand fell to his lips as he began to fuck my mouth.
“Fuck! Yes!
“Urgh!”
“Ye! Oh my! Fuck!
“Your little mouth sure knows how to pleasure a cock! Yes! Fuck! Urgghh.” his delightful grunts filled the air and I feared being caught, however, the fear only induced greater pleasure in me.
His pace had suddenly quickened and my pussy was throbbing hard at each harder thrust he made.
“Yes! Fuck! You so fucking good slut! Your slutry mouth fucking takes me well! Yes! He bit on his lower lips throwing his head backward and grunting louder while I moaned on his hot cock, my pussy tingled and throbbed, fuck! I felt those tiny sparkles those shivers that I have never felt before! It felt so fucking good! My cravings were being satisfied by this stranger, he was fucking my mouth this good and calling me all the slutty names that made my stomach flip and my pussy Chim!
I was wrong! I was wrong to have agreed with Nathan! My libido was not high! He just didn't know how to make me feel good! He just didn't know how to fucking use those slutry words. He just didn't know how to fuck my mouth and make me crave to lose myself to him.
My heart leaped as I felt the pleasure of the hard thrust of the cap of his cock hitting roughly against my fold, my pussy clenched! And I stared up at him with wild eyes, his cock, taking the most of my mouth.
His body was filled with sweat and he was fucking handsome looking so slutry, his lips were roughly parted and the only thing that left them were moans, moans that made my heart leap in and my pussy spurt in pleasure.
His pace suddenly fastened and he had become 50 shades faster than how fast he was, it was hard yet pleasurable, and I felt he was going to cum. The pleasure I felt had turned 50 shades ecstatic.
He gripped my cheeks, pressing it hard and ramming into me while grunting out sexual moans enough to make me cum.
“Yes! Fuck! I am going to fucking cum! And I am going to cum in this little pretty mouth of yours! Argh! Yes! And I am going to watch you swallow my cum while making that pretty face!”
Fuck! The hell! Where in the world was this Man from? Striking hot! With a huge dick and he was so fucking good with words. He was every fucking thing I needed. Lost In the thoughts of how hot he was, I felt a thick yet liquid substance dropping on my face, I jolted out of my thoughts to meet him stroking the cum out of his dick his mouth slightly parted with 50 shades of pleasure resonating in his eyes.
“Stick your tongue out and fucking take my cum.”
Without reluctance. I stuck my tongue out loving the dominance his voice always held and the ability it had to compel me into doing it.
“Yes!” he groaned spilling his cum into my mouth and I took every bit of it, happily like the slut he had called me, like the slut I felt like today. I gulped it down making an awkward face, but the look in his eyes showed that he liked it. This was my first taste of cum, and it was from a stranger, a stranger I know nothing of. I stuck out my tongue again not wanting to miss out on it, even though it tasted a bit salty I loved every bit of it and I wasn't willing to miss out on it.
He was finally done spilling his cum into my mouth and now I was seating on my foot, staring up at him as he stroked his cock softly.
He took his gaze from his cock and stared down at me, his eyes pierced into mine like it was searching for something, and I suddenly felt waves of pleasure surging into me as his powerful sankapu eyes held mine, his hand reaching for my chin.
“What are you going to say to me for letting you have my dick?”
My heart leaped and I stared at him unable to control the waves of pleasure surging into me. What was I supposed to say? Ummm… I managed to look up at him and right there in his eyes, I found the answer, Daddy. I should have called him Daddy, it was just for today anyway.
“Thank you, Daddy, for fucking my little mouth and letting me have your precious cock in my mouth.”
I felt naughty saying it, but, the throbbing sight of his cock made me squirm happily.
His face contoured into a soft frown, his brows knitted, and his eyes turned darker with desire speaking prudently in them, his eyes pierced deeper into mine, more like, piercing into my soul rebuilding pleasure in my already curious pussy, till he dropped something more delightful.
“Now I suddenly want to fuck you!”
Fuck! His deep Octava left my pussy throbbing and tingling with the intense need to be fucked!
Soft moan.
Pop my cherry, Daddy.
Isabella pov.
Chapter 3.
His strong hands lifted me up from the floor and he immediately dropped me on the sink before I could say a word.
My heart made a tiny leap as anticipation flooded me, his hand raised my white dress, and he pulled it off my head.
Fuck! I was going to get the best fuck of my life, I was going to get my first sex and it was with a total stranger. I felt shameless, but at this point, I couldn't contain the urge in me that pleaded, desperately to be fucked
As he pulled the dress off my head, his eyes glistened with delight as his eyes fell on my heavy naked boobs.
“Fuck! Such heavy tits for a slim thick slut like you.” his tongue lashed over his lower lips and I felt the impact from within.
“You look like you would taste like heaven.” he complimented in a deep groan his eyes scanning my body.
“How do you want to be fucked?” his deep baritone voice left tiny sparkles on my body and my stomach suddenly tightened into a knot. What was this crazy pleasurable feeling?
“I wish to be fucked hard and fast, Daddy.”
“Such nasty brat! Well, you would only be getting all of my fingers, I can't fuck an unknown pussy unprotected.”
My heart sank at the utterance of his words, I had anticipated this sex to be shattered at this moment, but before I could utter a word his hands had gripped my boobs into his palm pressing softly yet hardly on my mounds.
“Fuck!” A soft moan escaped my lips. His thumb caressed my already hard and erect nipples streaming unfathomable pleasure into me.
He leaned forward and his tongue suddenly found my nipples, licking and sucking hard on them while he pressed the one on the right before exchanging my boobs into his mouth, sucking on them one after the other.
“Oh yes, daddy fuck!”
My pussy clenched tighter and my heart leaped with waves of pleasure crashing into my body and turning my knees numb and weaker at every hard suck.
“Oh fuck daddy… yeah! Just like that! Heavens!” my moans filled the air as I threw my head backward my toes curling at every suck.
He bit on his lower lips and I felt my lower abdomen tighten into a knot. I arched forward, my heavy boobs pressing into his face while he jiggle on them, sucking like his life was dependent on it.
His teeth graze my nipples and I felt my inner walls tighten, fuck! I could feel it! I was going to cum! I was going to cum from him just sucking my boobs, I was going to cum for the first time by a man’s touch, I was going to cum and this time it was not with the help of a vibrator.
I clamped my legs hard but he moved his hand in-between my thighs preventing me from closing my legs tight.
“Oh fuck Daddy! I am going to cum.” I cried out ecstatically and pulled away from my boobs, his eyes held mine in a deep-rooted frown.
“Cum? You can't cum until I ask you to.” he dominated In a more pleasurable manner and took his hand to my pussy immediately.
“Fuck!” I cursed at the pleasure that reverberated through me the moment his hand touched my soaked panties.
“Yes!” he groaned licking on his lower lips and staring down at my pant-clad pussy.
“You are dripping so wet!” he grunted rubbing on my clit through my pants.
“Oh yes, daddy! I am wet for you! For daddy!” I have never felt this way before, I have never felt this pleasure before. And the words he made me say, were nasty, yet it felt downright good.
His hand teased on my pussy and I squirmed as pleasure wrecked through every fiber of my vein. It felt so good! It felt so fucking good, being touched rightly, being known how to be touched without you asking and directing it.
I took my lower lips in as his deft fingers stimulated my clit rubbing faster and harder. My stomach flipped and my inner churned as I felt pleasure wrecking through me!
“Oh, Daddy! Please!” I cried loving the ecstatic feel that followed each of his stimulation.
“Please what?” he asked in those sexually captivating voices that made me crave more and more of his fingers.
“Please fuck me!” I cried needly. His throaty groan lasted for a while.
“I love how wet your slutry pussy is dripping for me, I love how you writhe and tremble at the pleasure of my fingers! I love how well your pussy throbbed against my finger at each stimulation. Argh girl! You look so dreaming good begging me to fuck you that way! Beg for me!” he teasingly groaned and I found myself begging shamelessly.
“Oh, Daddy! Please fuck me, daddy! Please fill my cunt with your thick deft fingers!”
“That's too plan young one, beg more.”
“Oh daddy.. Please fuck my pussy hard till I can no longer feel my legs.
His hand glided past my pussy lips,
and in one smooth slit, he shoved a finger into me. His eyes pierced into mine.
“Daddy!” I screamed loudly my back arching off the sink as pleasure squirmed into me, my pussy throbbing and my legs trembling.
“Look at me. And don't you fucking take your eyes off mine! I want you to stare right into my eyes while I fuck you! And I want you to grace my ear with that beautiful moan of yours.
“Understood?”
“Yes!” I nodded eagerly liking every feel. His cock! His finger his words! His physic! Damn there is no way I could ever let him go without pleading to have his number. A taste of his dick would be fine, maybe just a taste.
“You like this?” he began thrusting and I nodded my head.
“Words!” he fucked me hard and dipped, and I yelped.
“Fucking yes!” my voice took a high pitch as please invaded my pussy making it throb shamelessly against his hand.
“Good! He let out a satisfactory groan, then began thrusting into my tight cunt, gently,letting out soft whispers as he fucked my cunt.
“Fuck you bitch! Your pussy is so fuckung tight! You are squeezing my hand, now I want to fuck you so badly so you can fucking squeeze me this hard! Yes!” he groaned pumping his thick long finger into my pussy. My hands gripped the side of the sink and he thumped his finger in and out of my pussy making me cry out in pure ecstasy.
His left-hand hand found my boobs and he fondled them while he tried adding another finger, but he couldn't.
“Girl, what are you? Why are you so fucking tight?”
While his left hand fondled my boobs, his right hand pleasured my spurting and dripping pussy, in three minutes' time, my stomach was tightening really hard the same way my walls were clenching and squeezing his hand, my back arched off the sink and I felt my knees turn weaker at every hard thrust, my toes curled and my eyes rolled backward as I felt my orgasm threatening to rip me.
“Oh, Daddy! Please let me cum.” my breath had turned really shaky and my legs were weaker than a cat on coal, I felt waisted, ecstatically, and blissfully waisted.
He flicked his hand in my pussy and that was it all, my walls clenched even harder and I stared up at him.
“Oh, Daddy. Please let me cum.”
“You would make a good kitten.” he licked on his lower lips and then said.
“Cum for me kitten! Cum for Daddy! Milk or cream my hand with your juice, soak my hand with your pretty juice and let me drink on them to quench the raging thirst to have you.
Like breath is to human his words were to me like life, arching me forward and ripping my orgasm out of me.
My toes curled even more and I felt my orgasm flushing out of me.
“Cumming…” I yelled at the top of my voice, my orgasm trashing me back and forth while his large hands held me to the sink, taming me in place.
I laid back in the sink, panting softly till I felt his hand spreading my legs wilder, his face going closer to my pussy. .
“This is daddy’s reward to you for sucking his cock so well,” he sniffed in my scent before shoving his face to my pussy gliding his glorious tongue against my pussy and ripping moans off my throat.
“Oh yeah!” my back arched and my hand subconsciously found his hair, my eyes rolling backward as he glided his tongue against my pussy and lapped greedily from my juice, a mini orgasm shutting through my body. Oh pleasure! This really is you! I have never felt it till now,
He pulled his face away and licked on his lower lips while he stared at the breathless and panting sight of me.
I stared at this stranger man, wishing to have more of him. Fuck Nathan! Fuck Andrio fuck them all for making me feel sexually insecure when they lacked the impetus to make my legs quiver.
Like he was reading my mind he pulled a card from his back pocket and handed it to me.
“My address. I want you as my kitten.” his voice has turned sterner and I kind of like it. I took the card from him not checking through it, I was late already. Even if I didn't get a fuck my legs were shaking profoundly and it was equivalent to being fucked.
“Thank you,” I muttered softly and he turned away after slipping his still-huge cock into trousers.
Ignazio’s Pov.
I handed her the card hoping to hear from her tomorrow. Fuck! Her pussy was so slick and I regretted not burying myself into her earlier.
The beautiful scent of her pussy, and the feel of her hands against my cock had driven me to take a decision I had never made before, sucking on a pussy!
Heck! she smelled so nice and tasted much nicer. She was a combination of milk and honey and the scent of her creamy juice filled my nostrils arousing me, even more.
It was so hard to tame the beast in me, I could not help but glide hard on her pussy. The one thing I have never done before.
After handing her the card and arranging myself I walked out of the restroom and headed to the min restaurant building, her thoughts hovering over my head. I snapped ot off, trying to replace it with certain feel.
I am certain Isabella has arrived and they all might have been waiting for me.
I returned to the restaurant and to the VIP section I had booked for only us but to my surprise Isabella was not here yet.
“Mr. Vecenzo,” Ama called rising up.
“I am sorry I stayed long.” I apologized to them all and they bowed softly.
“You do not have to sir. Isabella is not even here, I am really sorry she is taking this much time. She mostly doesn't act this way.”
“It's fine Ama. I totally understand. I will get busy with my phone till she arrives.”
“Thank you sir.” she took a seat and proceeded to have a soft conversation with her husband while her daughter got busy with her phone also.
A few minutes had passed and I was still engrossed with my phone when I heard the beautiful sound of a familiar voice.
“I am so sorry I am late, Aunt Uncle, I apologize…..” her sweet little voice dominated my ears and I felt, the similarity between her voice and the soft moan that played in my ears a while ago, her words trailed off almost immediately as I took my gaze off my phone my eyes falling on hers.
My heart made an awkward flip and I stared at Ama.
“Isabella?” I asked softly and she nodded her head at me!
“Fuck!” I cursed inwardly! This could not be happening! The lady I so much enjoyed her touch! The lady that had her pretty mouth wrapped around my cock and graced my ears with her sweet moans was Isabella! My friend's only child! The child I have taken care of all these years and waited to see and hold in my arms like my biological child was the same child I spilled my cum into her mouth and watched her swallow it happily?
A new life.
Pop my cherry daddy.
Chapter 4.
IGNAZIO’S Pov.
My jaws clenched tightly as the thoughts of all that happened in the restroom clouded my mind.
The lady that had her soft little mouth wrapped around my cock and drove me nuts was my late friend’s child? My daughter, the one I should be calling daughter and not kitten?
“Fuck!” I cursed under my breath trying to tame the waves of guilt that flushed into me. What would she think of me? How would she see me as a father figure when she already has a taste of my cock and I already had a taste of her dreamy juice! Heck! I was losing my mind already because I did not even want it to stop there!
The way her tongue had swirled naively yet perfectly around my cock made me crave more and more of her and I doubt how much longer I would be able to hold myself back from wanting to fuck her, I could tell that she was a virgin, her pussy was so damn tighter, tighter than the normal pussy and she barely knew how to suck properly on a cock, yet she placed me at cloud nine.
“Isabella! Why are you not greeting him? You should be showing your gratitude.” Ama scolded and Isabella lowered her gaze immediately.
“I am sorry sir, I lost my manners.” her voice cracked and I could tell how hard it was for her to utter all of those words.
“I am so sorry sir, she is not always like this. I….”
“You do not have to explain this Ama. Isabella is obviously nervous. Come sit.” I beckoned and she bowed softly avoiding my gaze. She took the seat right next to me and my heart raced immediately. Her cologne clogged my nostril arousing me and causing my cock to throb.
“Shall we begin?” Ama asked and we all dug into our food.
She was sitting right next to me and I swear I could lose it.
Her scent was filling my nose so damn well and the urge to keep my hands on her thighs and stroke her gently nagged at me.
Who would have believed that Isabella would have grown into such a beautiful classy person? And how could I have missed out on the striking resemblance she had with her mum?
Fuck! She was a beautiful young lady with fair skin, second to pale white. She had a nice dentition and a pair of siren hazel eyes, a pointed nose, and a light waist-length brudungry hair color that fell to the back with some strands framing her oval face.
She had a necklace neck, beautiful scanty eyelashes full eyebrows, and plump lips that seemed to call for a taste of mine. She was dressed in a beautiful white fitted sweetheart neck gown that complimented her hourglass shape and, stopped right above her kneel revealing her tempting laps to my slutry view! I could fuck her right here! She was damn beautiful, more than I had imagined her to be.
ISABELLA’S POV.
My heart dropped the moment I walked in to meet the man from the restaurant sitting admist my family awaiting my arrival, my heart sank even deeper cause I didn't need to be informed that he was the one. He was Mr. Ignazio, my father’s friend.
His eyes had been on me all this while and it only made it a little too much for me to handle.
I felt so cheap and sad at the same time, with each glare I could see the lust in his eyes, but I couldn't help but hyperventilate.
The man who had been taking care of me all this while was the same man I took his cock hungrily in the restroom without protest?
What could he be thinking of me right now? A loosed girl? A cheap girl? All those thoughts were the only thing that clogged my mind when I heard the voice of my aunt scolding me to show my respect, but he stopped her from scolding me, intensifying the fear and guilt in me the moment he requested that I sit next to him.
My uncle and Anna have been staring daggers at me, but unlike every other day, they definitely can't do anything about it. The man was powerful, even without being told, I could tell that he owned power and definitely couldn't be gone against.
I took the seat right next to him and fuck! I could feel my pussy throb from just sitting next to him. This was definitely not what I wanted my first day with my acting father to be, cause right now I could barely think of anything other than having him pop my cherry.
“How far is Isa In her studies?” he asked Aunt Ama, digging into his food and eating curtly. Isa? Did he give me a nickname already?
“Very well sir…. She is in her final year and will be taking her last exams in 2 weeks' time.
“That's great.” His replies were simple and curt and I could tell that he was an authoritative person from just how he spoke. A man of substance and his aura clogged the air.
“Don't you think it would be better for Bella and Mr Ignazio to do the talking?” Uncle suggested but he just gave Uncle a dagger glare that immediately snapped his mouth closed.
Fuck! He does know how to shut them up without raising his voice. I am definitely not the only one getting all of these goosebumps just from hearing him speak! The dude is a demi-God and he isn't even keeping it away.
“Isa and I have all the time in the world starting from today you do not have to pick a point.”
I couldn't help but feel like none of his statements were as normal as we all saw them, there was nothing we could be learning now that we have had a taste of each other, other than fucking each other or creating opportunities to fuck each other.
The rest of the meal went on silently, my eyes subconsciously fell on his hands each time he reached for his juice, and heck! It was that deft fingers that rubbed sensationally on my clit and ripped moans off my throat! My side eyes followed suit as she drank from his wine, gulping down softly, the movement of his throat gave me a tingling feeling and I suddenly felt betrayed! It should be my cum, he should have been gulping on my cum and drinking it down that hotly while I watch and moan to him. I shouldn't be doing this. I know! He is my father's friend! And yes I am very much aware of that but can I help it? No!
“Are you enjoying your meal, Bella?”
“Yes yes.” I batted my lashes and flashed Aunt Ama a smile.
The rest of the meal went on silently and Aunt Ama did most of the talking. It was my first time seeing that Uncle Mathew wasn't saying much neither was Annabella they had really met their match for the day, on norms, they would have been picking on me and making it more than discomforting for me to breathe.
After a while, We were all done eating and Aunt suddenly asked from nowhere.
“How did your date with Nathan go?” the entire room went awkwardly still, I felt cold chills run down my spine, as I could feel his gaze piercing through me. How could Aunty even think of asking that question right here in front of everyone?
“It was okay.” I flashed her a smile and she nodded gently. I spared Mr. Ignazio’s face a quick glare and I could tell he was trying to keep his anger abyss, his jaws had clenched, and his cheek line? They were as protruding as the very edge of a knife. Was he jealous that I had a boyfriend or he was angry? I couldn't even fathom what was going through his head.
*****
We had finally come to the end of the day and all heels were wrapped up, we had returned home after the meal and Mr Ignazio was currently with us ready to take us home, to his home. This has always been the agreement he had with my father, to take custody of me, and I have also anticipated it at some moment in my life, but right now, that is not even the point, it felt divine, but it only feels divine because I know that I might be getting a taste of him soon but something felt oddly unhealthy. I was going to miss Aunt. She had spent all the years trying to make me a better person, she had raised me up all by herself and she never for once made me feel like a trait or disturb to her. My bag had been packed and brought downstairs.
“Are you ready?” Mr Ignazio asked in a damp husky voice and my legs quivered as I recalled the moment at the restroom.
“Just a minute,” I mumbled and took a step closer to Aunt.
“Do I really have to go with him?”
“Yes, Bella. You have to. Your father has always wanted you there, with him. He will take custody of you and be your father.” she palmed my face, caressing my cheeks softly. I could see how well she was trying to fight her emotions.
“I am going to miss you.” I fell into her arm and she patted my back gently for a while before pulling me out of her hug, sniffing back the tears that burnt the back of her eyes.
“I am going to miss you too Bella, but I am always here right? I am always going to come to visit you and you could Come whenever you want to Bella.”
I nodded my head softly and she let loose of my hand and I turned to stare at Uncle, but as usual, he wasn't even staring at me.
“Can I have a word with you?” Anabela beckoned and amusement washed over me. Was she finally liking me? She had never spared me more than a glance, and I think she is realizing how important I am to her now that I would not be staying with her again.
I walked closer to her and she pulled me into a hug.
“Thank you for packing your bags and getting the fuck out of my life Bella! I am never going to miss you, at least now I can have a motherly love without the fear of sharing it with anyone, so go the fuck out and don't think of coming back,” she whispered softly into my ear and I gulped down nothing pulling out of the hug, with a sad look. I didn't even need to get a glimpse of her face before forecasting how terribly dreadful she looked while saying all of that.
I flashed her a smile and returned to stand next to Mr Ignazio.
“Shall we?” he asked softly and I nodded.
“Yes, please.”
We walked out of the house and to the compound and there, about 7 cars were already waiting outside for us. I stared at it yet again questioning my sight. My bags were barely up to three so who would be sitting on the remaining 6? Was he this rich?
I stopped walking and stared at the house for a while, my hood, where I spent all my childhood memories, I was leaving, for another place. A place I hadn't seen yet knew how homely it would make me feel.
“Miss Ivano.” The driver opened the car, stretching his hands for me to walk in.
I gave Aunty one last guilty glare before stepping in, receiving all the kisses she threw at me. A new life. Here I come.
New home.
Pop my cherry daddy.
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.
Irresistible desire.
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 dripping wet! and I wish he would just slam me over the wall and take away the only thing left that makes me decent.
His low moans filled my mouth and my tongue swayed around his lips, tasting him like it was my first take of whine and liquor. The taste of the apple juice we had a while ago clouded my nostrils and his scent filled my body. It was so freaking good.
Our kisses had turned into smooching kisses and I was expecting this to go further till I felt his grip on my ass loosen and he pulled out of the kiss dropping me on the floor.
I bit on my lower and tried staring up at him but his eyes had suddenly turned cold.
“Do not jump on me ever again, Isa.”
My heart flipped at the soothing sound of his undertone and my eyes stupidly fell on his crotch.
My eyes widened and I bit on my lower lips, the tempting sight of his covered crotch messing with my brain. It felt so huge and the nasty urge to run my hands around it nagged at me, lost in my web of admiration I felt his hand on my chin, he raised it up and my eyes fell on his cold yet Auroring eyes. I felt my heart flip and a pool of heat streamed down my legs as his emerald-green eyes pierced into my soul.
“Messing around is not allowed Isa, I won't let this happen again. Okay?”
Yet again, I gulped down nothing before nodding my head to him, my pussy throbbing and itching in anticipation to have him filling me up.
“This is your room. Some maids would be signed to you. Let me know when you need anything, and when you need to step out.”
I bit on my lower lips, loving the hard yet melodic sound of his voice.
“Thank you, sir,” I replied in a low whisper and I heard him groan a bit. He didn't say a word to me before turning around and storming out of the room. My lips twitched into a gentle smile! I had a chokehold on him and it was freaking obvious.
I threw myself on the wide bed. My pussy was dripping and heck! I really do need a release.
*****
The next day.
I woke up the next day to the sight of two vibrant ladies dressed in a white and black maid dress.
“Good morning ma'am.” they both greeted in unison and I bowed my head gently to them, sitting upright and running my hands through my eyes.
I stared around the room and everywhere was looking so neat, not like it wasn't yesterday but it was extremely neat today.
“Mr. Ignazio asked that we come to clean up, bathe you up, and help with all your needs.”
Bath me up? I surprisingly mumble within me. Does that man think of me as a lesbian or what?
“I can do the bathing,” I replied with a smile and they nodded, giving me space as I stepped out of the bed and dashed into the bathroom while they bowed to me.
I awkwardly held onto my robe and walked into the bathroom. The life of the rich does feel wired.
I let loose my robe and stepped under the shower, letting the cold water engage with my skin.
After several minutes I returned to the room to meet with the sparkling sight of the room. My bed had been arranged neatly and one of the maids was standing at the east side of my bed with her hands on her back.
“My lady.” she bowed. “Do you need me to do anything for you?”
My grip on my towel tightened and I shook my head negatively.
“I can do every other thing. Thanks.”
“Breakfast is ready ma'am the time frame is 8, you should be at the dining table by 8.”
“Okay.”
She bowed and my eyes followed her as she walked away.
I let out a sigh of relief and let loose my towel.
“I can't believe I have to live with this every single day.”
I proceeded to dress for the day and once I was done I grabbed my tote bag and took the elevator to the last floor.
I located the dining room and the moment I walked in Mr Ignazio was already at the dining table.
“Good morning sir.” I greeted in the most peaceful voice and my knees suddenly went numb the moment his flirtatious eye fell on my body, inviting pleasure into my pussy and making me clamp my legs softly.
Ignazio’s Pov.
My dick throbbed underneath my brief at the soothing sound of her voice. I raced my gaze up to get a glimpse of her but I subconsciously left my gaze on her body.
Heck!
My heart made a flip and I felt waves of ecstasy flushing into my body.
She looked fucking great! And her dressing! They were lots of skin but she ate. She was dressed in my favorite color, a black two-piece, a skirt, and a crop top, I could tell that she had no bra on cause her nipples kept growing erect with each minute, my eyes trailed down to her exposed thighs, her skirt was a shape-snatching skirt that enhanced her hourglass shape and stopped right above her knees.
She had white sneakers on and a black strap complementing it, a tote bag, and a glass to keep her hair in check! She had few accessories on and I could perceive her scent from here. Hell, she smelled so freaking nice! She had a great fashion sense, one I never thought of, and a killer shape that made me want to go nuts.
She cleared her throat softly in the air and I batted my lashes softly, soft enough for her to not get an idea of. Her shape was killing me and I swear down I do not know how long I would be able to hold it in. The urge to have an everlasting taste of her.
“You are set for school?”
“Yes,” she muttered in a low whisper and my cock throbbed in response. The same voice that got me wanking off in my room last night.
“A driver has been assigned to you as well as two bodyguards. Pick whichever car you like from the new cars outside.”
“Oh my,” she exclaimed, her eyes glistering with so much happiness.
“Thank you sir.” she composed and I could tell she did a lot restraining the urge to jump on me.
“Seat and have your breakfast.”
She replied with a gentle nod and took a seat right next to me, her scent filling and tormenting my nostrils like she was doing all of this purposely.
We settled into the food and the whole dining room went silent for a long time till my mind drifted off to Ama’s words from yesterday.
“So you have a boyfriend?” I found myself asking.
Her grip on her cutleries loosened and she hesitated a while before giving a reply.
“We broke up yesterday.”
“Why?” I asked like I cared. I didn't. I was trying so hard to burry the jubilation inside of me.
“He rather bend and have his hole lubed .”
A gay! I figured it out from her reply and smiled inwardly.
“He never gives you a fickle does he?”
“Not even a turn-on,” she replied with an irked expression and I felt superior.
“How about me?” I didn't know when the question fell off my mouth but I loved how husky it came out. The room. Went silent and I sipped from my juice, staring at her in the most captivating way ever.
“Do I turn you on?” I finalized and I saw her nipples reacting to my words.
She dropped her cutleries and raised her gaze to me.
“You don't just turn me on. You rip moans off my throat.” the blissful sound of her voice filled my entire body with pleasure and I needed one thing, to get down with her.
“On the desk!” I commanded my cock throbbing and with the intense need to have her. And as slutry as I know she is, she was already on the dining table, kneeling on it like a submissive ready to take her master’s cock. She will make one.
I got on my feet taking closer steps toward her and I watched as she reached for her boobs fondling them softly and giving me the most seductive glare ever.
Oh heavens. This wasn't the plan I had for us. I know this isn't right, but I couldn't help it a bit. I thought I would be able to move past what I had with her at the restaurant restroom yesterday, but since the moment she stepped into this house, I didn't need to be told that I was done for. I am sorry heavenly brother Iviano, but promises are meant to be broken.
My eyes fell on hers and I groaned out softly.
“Sit your ass on that chair and spread those legs wide for me princess. I want to see all of you. I want to see that juicy hole of yours. I want to suck on this dripping pussy and I want to fuck you hard till you no longer feel your legs.”