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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?

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