Poppy Playtime Story Novels & Stories

I made Jax and I to learn strategies to engage with her, focusing on the present moment rather than dwelling on the past. I discovered that music had a profound effect on her, stirring fragments of forgotten memories buried deep within her mind. I created playlists filled with her favorite songs from different eras, hoping to unlock a door to the past. As we sat together, I held her hand, watching as her eyes lit up with a glimmer of recognition, her voice recounting stories from her youth, even if she couldn't recall their details or the people involved. She told stories of my mum, her sister and of me sometimes not knowing that I was the one.

Every person who had underestimated me. I smiled, a cold, dangerous smile. They won’t see me coming. And then my phone buzzed, an unknown number. “Tonight, the first move begins,” a text read. I looked up, heart racing. The city lights outside reflected in my window, painting streaks of red and gold. Adrian was right. This was war. And I was already in it. The thought made my pulse race, fear, excitement, and something else I didn’t dare name. I was no longer just Nora Vaughn, the obedient daughter. I was a player. And Adrian Cole… he was both my ally and my storm.

“Now crawl to every guy here and introduce yourself properly. Tell them your rule.” There were only three other men in the room with him. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled slowly and seductively across the floor, swaying my hips and arching my back to look as slutty as possible. I stopped in front of the first man. “My name is Poppy,” I said softly, looking up into his eyes. “I love cock, cum, and being fucked. Use me anyway you want, so long as you don’t tell my husband.”

Every night, Alexa and Chris communicated and with the news she was hearing, Alexa realized how close to death she was and it scared her. Clues, Chris had asked for clues that could help them but she didn't know what to tell him...till now. She remembered the day before when Morty was telling her how much he enjoyed playing on the merry go round, or as he called it, the round swing and there's only one playground with that ride in their area, Tim's playground. That night she tried to talk to Chris but she couldn't for some reason. Maybe Josie found out and blocked their communication somehow, but she couldn't get through to him.

What can I say, they are growing boys? As soon as we were done eating, the triplets talked their Poppy into playing another game of hide n seek. As you can tell, they really enjoy playing that game. They are trying to figure out how everyone keeps finding them so quickly. Poppy doesn’t find them as quick; he wants to give them a sense of the hunt, at least that’s what he says. It keeps them busy for about an hour when one of the cell guards comes rushing in yelling making the hairs on my arms stand up.

I could feel the strangers lips on my neck as his hands went to my boobs and squeezed it and that was when i got back to my senses but too late the stranger was gone. * * * ©Pop Precious

'And he's right,' she thought. "Would you teach me?" Dailey asked. "To play D&D?" he asked, eyes as wide as they would go. He chuckled and shrugged. "Sure, why not?" As he started to tell her about the game his face and voice changed, becoming fast and bright. Dailey started to feel better, forgetting about the other guys until they began banging at the door. Both their necks snapped up as the handle jiggled about helplessly, trapped but the chairback. Dailey winced as they banged at the door. "What now?"

POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 13. Author's Pov. I walked into my room, but the ambience and peacefulness of the room had changed. Having Isa in my room felt like a blessing, but the greatest blessing was having Isa lay on the bed with her legs spread so wide for me.

It was embarrassing, but seeing that none of the others cared, I decided to act as if I gave no damn either. We continued walking, and soon, we got to a massive farm filled with grasses. The grasses were long and thick, as if the farm hadn't been cared for years. I looked at the farm, and tears threatened to fall from my eyes, but I shook my head and looked at the rest who were ready to start working. “Ain't we going to eat first?” I asked Lily, who was standing beside me. “We won't. We only drink water in the morning and eat at night.” She replied.

I gripped her hips, pulling her closer so my boner teased her ass cheeks. She groaned impatiently, outstretched one hand to seize me. I spanked her hard with a hiss. "Hands. Off." The order was well received. I lingered at her entrance, pretending to miss the mark each time. Soft, breathless pleas slipped from her lips. My fingers tightened around her hips, steadying her as I slowly slid in. Three minutes. That was all the time I had to make sure she wouldn't be walking out of here on her own.