LOGINPop 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!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 running a
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
Chapter 14. Isadora stood before the mirror, unable to say a word or smile. Behind her was the very excited Mitchy who wouldn’t stop throwing outfits her way.“Here. Try this on, Isala! I am certain you will look great in it.”Isadora forced a smile, catching the clothes before they would slip to the floor.“This is beautiful,” she managed, holding the clothes firmer to her chest than she would ever originally do.Mitchy paused in her act, noticing that Isadora had been quite gloomy.“You do not seem happy,” she said, dropping on the edge of the bed.Isadora turned gently to face her. She did not say a word at first. She just stood still, clutching the dress while trying to process her own thoughts.Not like she was not happy. She just feared working with a man of such domination. Her body would betray her. Her skin would crawl at the instant knowledge of his presence and her pussy would drip at every word he uttered. But how… how in the world can she say that to her friend? How?Isa
Chapter 13.Isadora’s fingers paused mid-air and she stared at the file, her chest tightening while she tried to process the emotions that were already rushing into her.His sex slave? For 20 million dollars. The money was good. The offer was tempting, but was that how little he thought of her? A lady who would simply throw her pride away and offer herself for money?Oh!Right!Clearly, with everything that happened the last time, he was allowed to see her however.But she couldn’t take this offer.She needed the money, but loyalty comes first for her than anything else. She had betrayed Mitchell the last time, solely because she was drugged. The one at the bar today was her negligence and she was yet to move past the guilt. Deliberately getting involved with her best friend’s father for money was not an option to consider, so without a word at first, she took some steps backward and bowed gently.Alessio’s brows pulled together sharply, but his eyes were cold, dark, and mysterious.
DADDY’S LITTLE SINChapter 12.Alessio stood there, staring at Isadora without a word. His cold eyes bored into hers, and it made it quite impossible for Isadora to figure out what his thoughts were.Her legs were wobbling, and all she could do was stand there and stare at him like an innocent, lost puppy while trying not to think about the things that had happened between them today, and that…that made him even more angry.The sight of her like this… innocent and fragile in ways that shouldn't make a fucking sense to him, but it does. She looked too innocent, too fucking innocent, that his chest tightened from seeing her in pain. He knew… he knew this shouldn’t have been his fucking damn business, but his men had not arrived with any news, and he couldn’t bring himself to understand why such a young and beautiful girl would choose to be an escort. She was beautiful, and she could get any damn job of her choice if she had the looks, so why? Why the hell was I working for an escort c
Chapter 11.“Little slut?” The name bore embarrassment into Isadora, but what made her more embarrassed was the pleasure that came from the fear of being caught.Mitchell was somewhere away from the door, calling her name while she was here receiving the fingers of her father.And one would think that Alessio would be so concerned to pull away, but man was anything from concerned. He was smiling, and the trembling sight of her like this seemed to excite him, because he parted her thighs more in ways that made her legs quiver, then said,“Keep ’em for me like that, little slut. You need to feel every thrust deeper.”Isadora’s eyes widened at how unfazed he was.“She… she is coming,” Isadora managed to say in her trembling voice, but as much as his jaw tightened, his eyes darkened into something raw and unreadable. “You should have thought about that before you decided to plead for my fingers in your pussy.”“Isa.” Mitchel’s voice came In again, and Isadora knew she was very close to ge







