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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.Chapter 25.The moment Isadora and Mitchell stepped further into the light of the grand ballroom, the air shifted. It was like a physical wave of sound… the collective intake of breath from hundreds of people who were used to seeing beauty, but were currently witnessing something divine.“Oh my goodness! Is that Mitchell? The daughter of Mr. Bianchi?” a woman in a shimmering silver gown whispered to her husband, her eyes nearly popping out of her head. “She is so beautiful! Wow!”“Forget Mitchell for a second,” her husband replied, his glass of champagne hovering halfway to his mouth. “Who is that lady beside her? I have never seen her before. Wow! She is really beautiful!”A group of young socialites nearby turned their heads in unison, their eyes trailing the movement of the red silk against Isadora’s skin.“Can you see the way she is walking?” one of them hissed, leaning into her friend’s ear. “She has so much sophistication. She feels like a fucking queen! And her dress! My god, t
Chapter 122.Isadora walked into the house, her legs still shaking. Alessio had drove her back but he left the moment she stepped out of the car. Isador walked gently, her body still felt heavy, and her skin was still sensitive, a lingering reminder that he had left her aching for him. He had fucked her mouth, used her mouth and made her moan for more, but he had not touched her. He had left her desire more. And she just couldn't believe how much her pussy was breathing now, pulsing with unending needs. When she got to the living room, Mitchell walked forward instantly. “Hey, Dora. I am so sorry about what happened,” Mitchell said gently, taking a step forward.Isadora blinked, snapping out of her trance. She stared at her best friend with a mix of surprise and confusion. “What… what are you talking about?” she asked softly.Mitchell reached out and took the shopping bags from Isadora’s hands, setting them on the table. “Why are you acting oblivious, Dora? I saw the video of the sto
Chapter 23. “Fuck!!!!!!!” Isadora cried pleasurably as Alessio pulled his cock out of her mouth, slamming it right back till the tip of his cock was pressing against her throat. Shivers of sensation shot into her body, and Isadora stiffened, her moan muffled by the thrust of his massive cock. Alessio’s jaw tightened, and he threw his head backward, tightening his grip on her hair. “So fucking good…” He groaned, pulling his cock out and slamming it right back into her mouth again. “Arghhhhhh…” Isadora moaned, jerking forward. Her warm breath caressed his cock, sending a shiver of sensation across his body. Isadora gripped his thighs, her chest rising and falling in uneven pants as she tried to catch her breath, but Alessio didn’t give her a chance to catch her breath. He began to move his cock, thrusting it in and out of her mouth with a pace that felt like he was fucking her pussy. Isadora’s eyes widened like they were going to bulge out of their sockets. Her grip on his thigh
Chapter 22. Isadora went down on her knees like this was all she knew how to do. Her hands reached for his belt, and she gently began to pull at it while looking up at him. Tall, huge, brooding, and forbidden. He was the perfect decimation of what you should never crave. Yet Isadora could only find herself wanting and yearning for this man. Even though she didn't want to accept it, her body wasn't willing to let her run. Alessio stared down at her as well, his cock twitching hungrily in his pants. How the hell could he not get enough of her? Just some hours back, they had had the best time of their life. Now all he wanted was to be buried deep within her mouth. Her pussy, or any heat that she could fucking offer. Isadora’s hand trembled slightly as she pulled down his briefs. Alessio’s nine-inch cock slipped out with raw hungry confidence, smacking her cheeks gently. “You are so hard,” Isadora managed a whisper, hiding the giggle that threatened to spill. She like how his cock
Chapter 21.The shop assistant stopped in her tracks, turning slowly as if the sudden movement might shatter her into a million pieces. The mall was silent, the crowd watching with bated breath, their phones still pointed at the scene.Alessio didn’t look at the crowd. He kept his cold, dead gaze fixed on the woman. He turned his head slightly toward the manager.“Fire her,” he commanded, his voice thick with dread. The assistant’s eyes snapped wide immediately and her heart felt like it had been dropped into a bucket of ice. ‘Fire me? No. No, that can’t happen!’ she thought frantically. She had just started to work here. The pay is the best she has ever had. If she lost the job, then she would be utterly finished!Panic took over her and she scrambled forward, her knees hitting the hard marble as she slumped to the floor at Alessio’s feet.“Forgive me, sir! Please!” she wailed, clutching desperately at his trousers with trembling fingers. “I didn’t know she was your assistant! I t
Chapter 20.Alessio walked closer, each step heavy and deliberate, his eyes burning with a rage that seemed to suck the oxygen out of the room. His fists were clamped tight at his sides, the knuckles white, and his jaw was set so hard it looked like it might shatter. He didn’t look at the crowd. He didn’t look at the guards. He only looked at Isadora, who was slumped on the floor, looking tired, broken, and utterly helpless.The mall was no longer a place of commerce; it was a stage. Some people in the crowd squirmed in excitement, their phones held high to capture the legend that was Alessio Bianchi. Others trembled in fear, sensing the lethal energy radiating off him.Gently, almost as if he were afraid she might break, Alessio lowered himself to Isadora’s level. She looked up at him, her eyes misty with a mix of relief and exhaustion.“Who… who did this to you, pumpkin?” he asked softly.His voice was a low rumble, and he reached out to cup her cheek, but before his fingers could t







