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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!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
Chapter 19. Isadora approached the counter, her fingers digging into the fabric of the silver dress. Every step she took felt like walking through a minefield. Her heart was hammering against her ribs, skipping beats in a way that made her feel lightheaded. She had a sinking feeling that something else was going to happen, although she prayed she could just pay and disappear into the crowd.Isadora pushed the trolley filled with office wear and casual clothes forward, her other hand still clutching the silver dress like it was already her possession. She loved the dress and for whatever it was worth, she had already imagined what she would look like in the beautiful dress. “I am here to pay for these,” Isadora said, her voice barely above a whisper as she stopped before the counter. The store assistant didn’t even look at the clothes. She just kept her eyes on Isadora’s face, her lips curling into a sneer.“Five thousand dollars,” the assistant announced, her voice dripping with m
Chapter 18.Isadora’s head rested gently on Alessio’s shoulder with a soft thud.Her body quivered gently, still shuddering and trembling from the effect of her post-orgasm bliss.But as the warmth lingered, a heavy weight settled in her chest. What am I doing? The thought hit her hard. This was her best friend’s dad. The man she should never be caught stealing glances at, let alone taking his fingers, moaning for him, and loving every feel. Guilt pressed on her chest, making it hard to breathe, but she squeezed her eyes shut, pushing the feeling out and forcing herself to stay in the moment and focus only on his touch.Alessio moved his hand against her back, rubbing gently like he was smoothing her dress.“That was a lot of juice,” he whispered into her ear, planting a gentle kiss on the shell of her ear.Isadora squirmed softly, shuddering involuntarily.He allowed her to remain in that position for a few more seconds. When she was done catching her breath, she pulled away gently,
Chapter 17. “Oh fucking goodness…” Isadora shuddered, her body trembling as the entire length of his fingers vanished into her pussy.“So fucking tight,” Alessio groaned, dragging the words and biting gently on his lower lip while rolling his fingers in ways that made her arch.“Arghhh!! Daddy!!! That feels good.”Alessio’s cock tightened and he asked. “Does it?” His voice was thick and heavy with need, and his fingers did a good job flickering gently on the spot that made her arch as he asked that question.Isadora's lips parted subconsciously, and she bobbed her head gently. “Yes… Yes, Daddy… it feels good.”Alessio stared down at her pussy, spreading her legs gently so he could see the heat and wetness of her.“So fucking messy…” he purred, licking gently on his lower lip while moving his fingers in and out of her messy cunt.Pleasure and humiliation burned through Isadora and she threw her head backward, her eyes rolling hard against her will, relishing in the pleasure while guil
Chapter 16. Isadora’s legs trembled at the command, her pussy dripping so much with need and desire that he would fill her cunt up and fuck her so hard till she was nothing but a dripping mess. She had desired all of this, day after fucking day, she had desired all of this, but she had also had to remind herself that Mr. Bianchi was her best friend’s father. Everything that happened between them was previously in the past. Even though he looked hot and tempting for a 40-year-old man, nothing could happen between them again, nothing. With her thighs trembling and her pussy dripping with desire for him to fill her up, Isadora took a step backward, pulling away from him. Alessio’s brows pulled together slightly. Then he stared at her, stunned by her action. Isadora bowed gently, then said, “I am sorry, sir. Nothing can happen between us.” Alessio stared at her, an unbelievable scoff slipping past his lips. He couldn’t process it. Couldn’t bring himself to understand why she was run
Chapter 14.Author’s Pov.Isadora brushed her trembling hand against his pants again, and Alessio knew he couldn’t fucking let her go further.His cock was building a damn bulge, and he knew that one more act could really push him to do the inevitable. It was already too hard to resist her. He couldn't let things go wrongly. So without a thought, he grabbed her wrist and yanked her forward.“Do you know the consequences of this?”Isadora flinched in fear, startled by the tone of his voice and the way his grip tightened around her wrist.“I… I am so sorry… I was trying to dust them off,” she apologised gently, her lips trembling with every word she said.Alessio’s eyes darkened. “Well, an apology wouldn’t be needed if you had fucking listened. First day at work and you are already being clumsy. Are you trying to exploit your opportunity?”Isadora’s heart cracked at the sound of his voice and the hurt in his words.Her lips parted and her eyes welled up as tears filled them. The last t
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 48. Isabella’s Pov. “Just a minute.” Mr. Ignazio pledged giving me a peck on my forehead. I watched him relax into his sit, after which he had gripped his phone from his back pocket. He dialed an unknown number and in a few seconds, the call came up.“My lord.” “Via dei C
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 46. Isabella’s Pov. My brows freckled and I sniffed in softly, slowly sliding out of my deep slumber. I could feel him. His scent was hovering all over my nostrils. Slowly, my eyes parted open and I was graced with the sight of Mr Ignazio. He was lying on his right side,
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 82.Isabella's lashes fluttered and her eyes opened. Her hands gripped her head sharply and she grimaced at the sharp headache, winching slightly. Her lashes fluttered open and her eyes met with the familiar ceiling. She blinked back— an attempt to shove the blurry vi
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 72. Author’s Pov. Isabella stared at Ignazio, her pulse thundering out against her ear. Those were the sweetest literary words anyone ever said to her and they had her heart thumping against her ribcage. A desire to throw her arms around him and scream her respon







