Gumball Kiss Penny Novels & Stories

She said, a little louder than her typical self. I paused. I’ve not been to Guts Island before, so I know nothing about the so-called Xavier Party. “Xavier party?”. I posed, hoping she would discern the confusion in my voice. “Yes, it’s a vagina party held in Xavier Le Premiere square, once every year. I’m buying tickets for you and I”. she said. “Okay”. I said, not minding that it was worth haggling over. Vagina parties are weird parties, because during such parties, the bathrooms were frequently raided by dicks that had found pussies to punch.

Rebecca was cheering up. Penny acted boldly, decisively, complete with a domineering. It was not the time to get all scatterbrained and flaky, but it seemed that the whole world just stopped for Kenny's answer. It was a historical moment which was exciting for everybody. A distant delightful song was wafted to our ears, Kenny stood up and pulled her over onto himself, then started kissing her. There was as much joy over the kisser being clapped and cheered. Mission accomplished.

I thought it's only 25! The clerk smiled at me."I said 50 pesos, ma'am." She repeated. I ended up giving her fifty pesos, the only bill I have in my wallet and now it's gone. Well, not bad anymore. Spoiling myself isn't bad at all. While I'm walking to the door of the store, my eyes darted to the keychains hanging allover the rack. They are all cute for me but there's this one that caught me so bad. The chinky white chibi doll and it reminded me of someone.

And then, far too quickly, "If you guess incorrectly, then you have to give me a kiss." A kiss. All things considered, he could have suggested something far worse. I pause as if considering. Let him think he's thrown me off-kilter. "How many guesses do I get?" I ask. "As many as you want. As long as you pay up every time you're wrong." I can definitely see this game spiraling out of control very quickly. Better place a limit on things. "Let's make it a one shot deal." I tell him. "It'll be more interesting that way." Even though I know my odds aren't good, it's still better than trusting myself to kiss him a dozen times. "What happens if I'm right?"

he teased. She faced him. “No, seriously. Put your money where your sexy mouth is, McKay. What’s the bet?” “One dollar.” “Nope.” “Two dollars.” “Nope, not what I want.” “What do you want, Miz Moneybags?” “One kiss. One deep, slow, wet kiss.” Colt pretended to consider it. “No deal. When I win, I wanna nail you from behind while we’re watching the scene where she’s being fucked by three guys and one chick.”

The girls refused to apologize again, but Penny's intense gaze and Philip's pointing a gun at one of their heads changed their minds. "We're sorry. It was a joke. Forgive us," they pleaded. Penny analyzed them, her eyes narrowing. She clicked her tongue and looked down at her shoes, a playful glint in her eyes. "My shoes aren't clean enough," she said, extending her leg to the central girl. "Kiss them." The girl seethed with anger but remained silent, obeying Philip's gun pressed against her head. "Kiss my shoes," Penny ordered. The girl clenched her jaw, a tear of rage rolling down her cheek as she bent to kiss Penny's heels, a humiliating scene.

Toad asked digging through the box until he found a red lollipop. “You got a passport?” Werewolf asked Knuckles pulling the box towards him. “What flavors are there?” “Strawberry.” Toad said pulling the candy out of his mouth. “What flavor do you want?” Nessie looked in the box and pulled out an off-white lollipop. “Apple pie.” “Hell yeah.” Werewolf said accepting the candy. “Yeah, call me Lollipop all you want.” Lollipop smiled. “These things fucking rock.” Ink came over holding his youngest infant, Camden.

It would be like using a Monet as toilet paper. “One more, honey,” Paul rasped. He coughed slightly at the alcohol burning his esophagus. I guess when you had rich friends, it was tempting to use their nice things in a way you wouldn't normally. I tried to forgive him a little, but it was hard. “If you want some fun later...” He winked and dropped a quarter in the tip jar.

Sabrina asked so suddenly and drank a shot of her drink, smiling in a flirty way at me, and I chuckled, couldn't believe she was still trying to play games with me. "Well, yeah, you should be grateful, you are the luckiest woman in the world cause you are the only one who made me kiss a girl," I asked and her face suddenly painted a confused look, making me think what she was thinking that she was staring at me like that. "Made you kiss a girl? Don't tell me you are gay? Oh-My-Gosh, you kissed me like a pro so you're good because you're actually into men, and what you mean by I made you kiss a girl because you actually kiss men not women?" she said in hurry, she seemed couldn't believe that

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean