Daisy Keech Sexy Novels & Stories

He closed the door behind him and walked to the chair across from my desk without waiting to be told. “Good morning, ma’am. My name is Elion Dawson,” he said. His voice was even and steady. “You are aware this position requires long hours and discretion,” I said. “Yes.” “And you would be requested to do things you don't want to do.” “Yes.” “You do not seem nervous.” “I am not,” he replied. “Why.” “Because you are hiring an assistant not recruiting for the military.” I studied him. “Why do you want this job,” I asked.

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?

He smiles at me. “Daisy, my name is Daisy Raven.” “Well, Daisy, it’s nice to meet you, not Cherry.” “Thank you. I don’t want to sound forward, but shouldn’t we be having sex?” He is wasting his time talking to me. I watch as he laughs and refills our glasses before sitting back down. “Daisy, I don’t fuck the women.” I stare at him. “W-What?” “I pay them money, we talk, I find out how they got into this situation and try to help them.”

I challenged him with a sinister smile. He shifted gears again, but I noticed how his hand was sliding down the gear stick-- closer to my knee. "Is that a challenge Ms Leir? " He growled in a undoubtedly sexy tone, and his hand finally made contact with my bare knee through the ripped jeans, sending sparks through my body. "Only if you want it to be, Detective Deckor," I whispered in a strained voice as my body blazed on fire. A light flashed through his eyes as his hand trailed higher. Slowly. Slowly.

I knew that she wanted me too. "On the bed." I instructed and she blinked at me then nodded. Daisy walked to the bed and laid on it. I could sense her arousal even if I was a mile away. Presently staring at her pink flesh made me change my mind about fucking her right away. My mouth trailed lower on her breasts, down her stomach and over her thighs. She spread her legs wider and pushed my head closer to her. She let out a sharp cry when I licked the soft folds on her inner thigh.

"noooooo.. please let me go... Daddy pls.. let me go.. please Daddy.. '' Her eyes were shut but tears ran freely. Jack, who had tears in his eyes, was soon kissed by his Personal therapist - Daisy, the one who was looking at Taylor with empathy, the one with black netty lingerie and had bigger boobs than Taylor.. She had more boobs in her whole body. Her erect buds were poking out of the netted bralette she was wearing. She was lactating as she was on pills for milking, more for Jack's liking and an exception for her. She had come across Jack now and kissed him, though Jack kissed her, his eyes flickered a bit and looked at Taylor again, not losing eye contact with his world, his life, Taylo

Zayn gave them a brief glance, nodded once, and then turned toward the door. “Let’s go,” he said simply. Lucien followed, the bodyguards carrying the bags behind them... ~~~~~~~~~~ Daisy let go of the dildo and sighed in frustration. She was still unsatisfied. “This is not enough,” she muttered, tossing the toy carelessly onto the bed. “I need a real man’s touch,” she added, her fingers tracing absent circles over her bare skin. An idea suddenly popped into her head. She reached for her phone and dialed a number. It rang twice, and on the third ring, the call connected.

“She’s a kid!” Disgusted, Daisy threw her hands up into the air. “The man doesn’t even know how dammed sexy he is!” She looked skyward like she was talking to the heavens. “No. I suppose I don’t and I’m not in the habit of dating young babies!” Placing her hands on her hips, in her usual Daze style, she harrumphed. “Well, let me tell you that it wouldn’t matter to a baby like her. You are a delicious, sexy porterhouse steak Rand Monroe. Best served naked and hot!”

Daisy chose an extremely shameful little netty bra and a piece of leather cut into triangle that was held together with a string for panties, which would cover ONLY her p*ssy as she liked to describe that certain female private part all the time. A sigh was Daisy's reward for getting Aria out of that abyss of a place. When they stopped by Baskin Robbins for some ice cream and cake rolls, Aria finally asked her the question that's been bothering her like an itching spot. "You guys make love? Like you and Kai— that freaking bully!" Daisy licked her ice cream spoon and answered with a shrug, "Like once a week." "Once a week?" Aria screamed and then lowered down her voice so no one could hear th

“My one might be a bit long for you but it should fit otherwise.” Halsey is about to politely refuse but Daisy adds, “It’ll make me feel better! Please, lemme make it up to you. Just come with me. It’s in my locker at the gym. It’ll make me feel better if I can help you!” Daisy is a popular cheerleader and is one of the people who seems to be genuinely kind. She has a pretty smile which is alluring to many people. Halsey has a few classes with her but they never interacted before but Daisy is known to help people a lot.