Daisy Drew Nudes Novels & Stories

I just can't wait for all these to be over. ***** Jamaal Amir Haidar The bottle was spinned and it faced both Daisy and Kelvin. Kelvin began to laugh out loud, poor innocent Daisy looked scared. Daisy was a nerd, a very busty one. A lot of guys in the school talk about her tits and how they all want to catch a glimpse of it. The head was facing Kelvin, so he was passed the little basket. The bastard picked up a paper and pried it open. "Dare," Kelvin said, kissing his teeth as he showed Javier the paper.

“I wish that wasn’t necessary.” Daisy’s smile widened. She stood up slowly, right in front of me, and began pulling off her clothes. She didn’t turn away or try to hide. Piece by piece, she dropped them into the basket — until she stood completely bare. Her skin glowed under the dim light, every curve soft and inviting. I couldn’t look away. My eyes followed every movement — the gentle sway of her breasts, the dip of her waist, the smooth line of her hips. My cock throbbed under the towel, aching for her. She was beautiful. So fucking beautiful it hurt.

She looks at us and I nod while shaking my head. “During the day no, it’s more dancing, burlesque and such. After eleven, that’s when all the clothes come off.” I wink at her and she grins. She purposely dances and taunts Marc, she knows what she is doing. “Move along, you’re stopping for too long, and you’re not meant to whore yourself out, no touching.” I turn to see a man standing there, his eyes fixed on Daisy dancing on Marc. His eyes slowly roam across her body. “You can’t linger, move through the tables, now.” His words are louder and I see Marc tense, Daisy pushing her hand against D as he goes to jump up.

But under Daisy’s worshipful look, the vulnerability transformed into power. “Lie back,” Daisy said, her voice husky. Sienna obeyed, letting Daisy guide her to lie back on the sturdy table. The wood was cool and solid beneath her. Canvases and jars of brushes were pushed gently aside. Nina Simone’s voice wrapped around them. Daisy stood between Sienna’s legs, which dangled over the edge of the table. She leaned down and took one peaking nipple into her mouth.

June sat on a nearby log, soaking in the scenery whereas Daisy was busy on her phone. "Kai is pissed on me." She announced, taking her squad's full heed. "Why?" Tori looked up from the sticks. "I sent him my nudes in the water and he says I shouldn't have undressed under anyone else other than his gaze. He's asking me for the address so he can pick me up." Daisy seethed. "Why are boys so possessive?" "Because they are boys!" Christine giggled. "Look, you better switch the phone off. It should just be us." Lora suggested.

DAISY Daisy sat up in bed. Peering down, she realized that she was still naked. Her mind went back to why she was naked. Last night, she actually danced while in the altogether with Rand…to their song! There was nothing between their bodies but God and moonlight. While he had been keeping his vow to not have all out sex with her. ‘Intercourse’ as her Ma used to phrase it. He still gave her the best foreplay ever though. Yes, he played her guitar strings with the sweetest of melodies. Hot DAMN! He played her body like the Phil-fucking-harmonic-orchestra! She giggled to herself.

Halsey is shocked when Daisy clicks pictures of her on a phone. Her kind smile is gone, replaced with an arrogant sneer. Daisy smirks and clicks more pictures of the pathetic girl in front of her. “What are you doing?” Halsey exclaims, trying to shield herself. Halsey is scared and confused. She’s topless, wearing only a bra to cover her chest. “If we see you hang out around Nathan again, we’ll release these pics!” Daisy scorns her. “How can you even think that you have a chance with Lydia’s boyfriend? Filthy slut!”

What he was still thinking was— he stopped in his thoughts staring at a drawing on the bond paper. “Arriana drew that, Miss Daisy!” Nida said proudly when she noticed where the gay was staring. “He’s our daddy!” Arriana exclaimed proudly. Daisy looked at the drawing and then his eyes moved to Adrian who is also right next to Arriana. He was amazed not because of the talent of the child’s drawing and the fact that he looked like Adrian. But he knew the person in the drawing and he was also sitting in a wheelchair. “Arriana saw that man when we went to the beach, Miss Daisy,” Nida explained.

She didn't wear a bra today to her bad luck. Raffaele pulls her closer with her naked breasts pressing to his chest. He squeezes her butt and kisses her lips. "Spank it," says Roberto. Raffaele breaks the kiss and smacks her butt cheek. "Time to see my dick," says Raffaele and sits on the couch pulling Daisy between his legs. Daisy was trying real hard to keep her breasts covered with her arms. Raffaele exposes himself and strokes himself showing off his length.

Without another second of hesitation, I pushed open the door and walked into the unknown… “Daisy” This time it was a low baritone voice that sent shivers to my spine. “Gorgeous little thing” another said, emerging from the darkness with hungry lustful eyes. I felt a tingling sensation in my coochie. From nowhere, I felt a presence behind me, followed by a gentle graze of a finger on the back of my neck. I’m not kidding when I say I felt something slide down my thighs. Is it possible to be that wet….enough to make you drip?