Looey X Poppy Novels & Stories

A: I told u, cnt focus M: Eminem & Lil Wayne have a song called no love Use the computer in the office to d******d it…the edited version Come up with a freestyle Show me what you got Saturday when you come in A: Ugh… O_o…it’s so like u to give me homework when I already said I can’t focus Did she just give me the side eye? M: You’re already focused on Marlon Use a song that will make you think of him, no love Focus will come without you realizing it A: Tht actually makes sense…c u Saturday Maybe I was okay at this big sister thing. Time would tell. The doorbell pulled me from my thoughts and I got up to check the peephole. I didn’t recognize the guy, but he looked familiar. “Who is it?”

“It wasn’t too bad of a drive, and I know how much Jo needs her big sis from time to time. Right, Jo?” “Oh, totally,” I say flatly, and we laugh. Once the wine is poured, we all sit around the table and an awkward silence falls over us. I stare at Louisa, wishing she can read my thoughts, so she’d know that I’m silently cursing her. “So,” Poppy starts, taking a drink of wine. “Dr. Harris’s brother…easy ten out of ten. That man has magic fingers.” “Wait, what?” Louisa is suddenly interested.

“Ough, ahh!” Poppy's tears, which she had been holding back, suddenly flowed as she heard Robin's loud moaning.

But every time Poppy went out, she was always accompanied by Faith—or sometimes even her in-laws—leaving no opportunity for Chloe’s father’s agent to whisk her away to their mansion. Earlier, Lucio received a call from his agent, who had been tailing Poppy, informing him that her only companion today was her younger sister-in-law, Summer Lee. The agent also reported that their destination was the university, prompting Lucio to immediately instruct his daughter, Chloe, to intercept Poppy there. Chloe was tasked with bringing Poppy to the company, where they could finally proceed with their plan.

Poppy has finished applying my makeup and is scouring my closet for an appropriate attire 45 minutes later. "So, she didn't give you any hint about who your match is?" Poppy asks, holding a blouse on my chest before shaking her head and returning it to the wardrobe. "No, no idea." "All she said was that she had the 'perfect man' for me," I repeat to myself as I go through my drawers. "Perfect, huh? "I'm curious what he's like." She responds with a dreamy tone. I'm pretty sure Lory hasn't found 'the one' for me, but if she thinks he's a good match, I'm curious why.

I was unpacking the final suitcase when the apartment door swung open to revel Poppy standing there smiling as she ran over to me pulling me into a giant bear hug, it was then that I noticed a different scent was wrapped around her that was similar to Tyler’s, yet there was something else. “Wait!! Why do you smell different? What’s happening? Why are you crying?” I asked, worry was beginning to set in as this was out of character for my best friend. She was still stood in the middle of the lounge holding onto me with tears streaming down her face. “I’m sorry, I was just happy to see you and then my hormones took over which is why I’m a blubbering mess.” Poppy replied, wiping all the tears aw

Austin put the juice on the counter and picked up a cup to make himself a drink. “So how you know Mike and Shayla?” “Shit, me and Shayla go way back, she’s like my sister.” “Oh, I know you. You’re Poppie, the one Mike has been telling me about. You grew up with Shayla right?” “Yup, that’s me. How you know Mike?” “Mike is my nigga, we went to school together.” “Oh ok, that’s cool.” “Cheers,” he said, holding up his cup. We clinked cups and took a sip.

I tried to push him away, but Troy merely grabbed my arms, letting Jamal touch me unhindered. As Jamal's fingers continued teasing my dripping pussy, he leaned down close to my ear, his voice husky, "Fuck, Poppy... we've missed this cunt so much. It's been too long since we felt how tight and wet you get for us." Troy, still holding my arms, nodded with a wicked grin. "Yeah, Baby Girl, we missed your sweet little cunt squeezing around our cocks. No more keeping us waiting."

"What are you doing?" "Doing what you couldn't," Poppy's voice echoes within my mind, a sharp retort laden with determination. I'm caught off guard, unprepared for her sudden assertion of control. Her takeover is swift and seamless. "Poppy, whatever you're planning, stop. Right now isn't the time for games. Give me back control," I urge, my voice tinged with urgency as I push against her dominance, determined to regain command of my own body. "You two are mates. I don’t understand why you think he needs space from you. If anything, you should be the one with him right now in his darkest moments," Poppy interjects, her words challenging my perspective.

Sentinel watched them, groaning with pleasure as Loo and Lily shared his d*ck between them like twins sucking on a popsicle on a very hot day. Loo got up and settled herself on him. She straddled him, slowly pushing herself on his d*ck. "Ooh yeah!" Loo moaned. "F*ck his face." She says to Lily. Lily obliges and proceeds to position herself on Sentinel's face. "But don't blow your cum until we share your d*ck again." Loo said. " Yes, Mama." Sentinel's voice was muffled by Lily's thighs.