Suffolk Punch Blue Daisy Novels & Stories

She opens wide and leans forward, and then it’s my turn to let out a deep moan as she takes me into her mouth. Daisy may be a virgin, but she wastes no time getting right to it. She sucks aggressively, causing her cheeks to hollow as she looks up at me with those perfect blue globes that seem to stare directly into my soul. “That’s it. Good girl. Get it nice and wet.” “Yes, sir,” she replies, lifting her mouth from my cock and drawing her lips and tongue up the length of my shaft, bathing it in a shining layer of her spit. Sir? Where did that come from?

Her father was in that car all along and watched his daughter display such act? Wow! We shook our heads and entered the cafeteria. It was quiet again until the flower girls showed up in their colorful outfits and makeup. Daisy wore a mix of yellow, white and pink clothes. Rose wore red dress with red berets and heels. Iris wore purple tracksuits. So these fellows didn’t wear the uniform because of Daisy’s father achievement. Clowns. “Hey sweetheart,” Daisy called, walking to my table with her minions. Zara gulped fearfully and adjusted her glasses.

I knew nothing about the party and the dress gave a cocktail type vibes. Second dress was of black colour, my favorite ,it was also full sleeves with lace and an open back. It gave me a classy vibes but daisy rejected it saying " not appropriate for the party. " The third was definitely my color, royal blue. It was sleeveless and hugged me at all right places with a little slit exposing my lean legs. Daisy jumped out of the bed squealing 'it is the one'. I adjusted the dress before taking a seat on the chair, next was my hairs. She did a nice bun, which was complicated to understand how she did it but it was beautiful.

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“They like soda, I take it?” “Um, yeah, they do. What do you mean, what you did?” I frowned at the back of her head. Her bun was slipping down and uncoiling. “You know, everything that happened before you ran away. I still can’t believe what I did, and I am so sorry for doing it, Jane. But it seems to have worked out for the best.” She smiled at me and said, “Be a dear and get the cake out, would you?” I didn’t have to ask where it would be. Daisy often kept something sweet in her cupboards for her patients, and the lemon loaf, decorated with little purple flowers, was no exception.

"You have the same comd eyes." Daisy rolled her eyes, a sharp, rasping sound of irritation. "And what business is that of yours? Is that question even necessary? Duh, I look exactly like Suzanne, don't I?" Blair let out a sharp, incredulous scoff. "I know you’re a pretty girl, Daisy, but there’s no need to be so aggressively rude." "Daisy, please," Jayson intervened, his hand darting out in a placating gesture, his face flushing with embarrassment. "Don’t speak to my mother that way."

I watch as D sits with his mouth against Daisy, clearly singing something and I can’t help but laugh. She’s looking at him confused as he sings ‘Lick lick lick’ in her ear, and I have to g****e the lyrics on my phone and laugh, ‘Pleasure P, Lick lick lick’. I hope she realises what he is doing. I fight back the laughter as I message Marc, and he reads his eyes widening. “D, save it for after please.” Marc looks at him and we all laugh. “What is so funny?” Daisy looks between us and I bite against my cheek to stop the laughter.

***Daisy's POV.*** "Not this. Definitely not this one too. Where do you find a perfect swimsuit when you want one?” I ask myself as I surf through the shop for a swimsuit for Toby’s upcoming pool party. I had a busy schedule during the first week in Bristol and didn’t have time to buy a good swimsuit. It is not like I didn’t bring one with me as I am a water baby and swimming is in my soul. It is just that the one I brought with me is not sexy or cute in any manner.

Fleur said picking up her spoon,about to start eating. "Fleur" I scolded and she gave me a look before dropping her spoon. "Does she have to eat with us" I heard and turned to see Daisy. She has changed into a pair of black shorts with a white tank top,her hand occupied with her iPod. "Who?" I asked. "Elva of course,does she have to eat with us" Daisy repeated, pulling up a seat beside mine. "Daisy it seems you are sick,if there is anyone who doesn't have to eat with us then that's you" Fleur said.

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.