Poppys Playtime Novels & Stories

I was desperate, and desperate women do desperate things. The door was bolted, but not locked. I slid the bolt aside, pushed it open, and stepped into a room that made my eyes go wide. It was Emerson's playground. A bed the size of a small country sat in the center dressed in black silk, and the walls around it were lined with more pleasure tools than I had seen in my entire life. Leather floggers hung in neat rows beside riding crops and wooden paddles. A rack of silicone cocks stood against one wall in every size and color imaginable, from slim and smooth to thick and veined with heads like small fists. Glass plugs and metal clamps rested in a velvet case. Coils of rope, a spreader bar, a

Kelly murmured, taking her lips off her and replacing it with her hands as she rubbed circles on her clit. Debby nodded her head, throwing her head back in ecstasy as her orgasm rocked through her while Kelly watched in awe She leaned further into her as Debby drew her in, not wasting the chance to capture her lips in a kiss while she kept kneading her breast softly. Kelly felt her own nipples harden and from the corner she could see Gerald’s arousal and stifled a moan. He had become their additional playmate during the day when her husband was out. His cock looked bigger than the last time she had seen it.

Finn stared at the outstretched hand, looking from the library aisle and the safety of his solitude toward the door where the world, his mom, and the gossip were waiting for him. Taking a deep breath, he adjusted his glasses and reached out. His hand felt smaller in mine, though his grip was tentative but firm. "Three months," Finn agreed, his voice shaking slightly. "But if you make me go to a football game, I'm breaking up with you." A grin broke across my face while closing my fingers around his, sealing the deal completely. "Deal," I declared. "Now, come on. We have a party to crash."

"How long are you going to keep up this act? Last time, it was a headache that turned out to be nothing. Now it's bleeding. Aurora, enough is enough. I'm at Leo's first shift party. This is a huge day for him. I can't just leave." "I'm not faking it!" I was practically begging. "Please, just believe me this once! The baby is really—" "Alpha Daddy! Alpha Daddy!" A little boy's voice piped up on the other end. "Come look! I turned into a wolfie!" "Wow, Leo, you're amazing!" Asher's voice instantly softened, becoming warm and doting. He sounded like a completely different person. "Alpha Daddy is so proud of you!" My heart felt like it was being ripped apart by claws.

There were times where I had to pinch myself to be sure that it was real and even after four years, everything still felt like magic. "You've got your thinking face on," Lisa gently bumped against my side. I chuckled and shook my head. "I'm allowed to think." "Not on vacation you're not. It's the rule." She pointed at me. "No thinking. Only lemonade and watching the kids try to eat grass." Before I could respond, the back door opened and Poppy appeared, bright and slightly flushed from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a tea towel. "Lunch is ready!" she called, and all four children stopped whatever they were doing and raced towards her.

Poppy sat in the second-floor living room in front of her room, waiting for Capri to arrive, who had scheduled an appointment with her. She looked out the window at the clear afternoon sky, which showed that the sun was about to set. “Last night was really fun. That was the first time I had partied with other people,” Poppy thought. She was excitedly thinking about the next event that Donna would prepare for. The sound of footsteps brought her attention to the door. Capri appeared shortly afterwards.

I asked, and Theo nodded in approval before jogging off back to his other end. “By now, the enemies would have attacked and burnt down the whole pack house. You certainly can run faster than that, can't you?” I yelled at them, urging them to increase their pace…. A few hours later I raised my eyes and saw Theo headed towards me, the purple hibiscus placed in his right hand, while I stared down at the rose in my hands. A smile crept on my face as I happily stared at them. “Are you ready?” I asked, and he nodded as we both teleported to her room.

When she was done catching her breath, she pulled away gently, staring down shyly. “You came so well, pumpkin.” Isadora giggled softly as the word pumpkin echoed so loudly in her ear. A new name for her? It felt surreal. Alessio stared and admired the beauty of her silence before raising his fingers to her lips. “Here…” he urged, nudging gently at her hand. Isadora stared down at her nose, her lips twitching while the scent of her own juice filled her nostrils. “Taste yourself, pumpkin. Taste yourself.” Her gaze lingered on his before dropping on his fingers, which were still on her lips.

I went upstairs and stopped to hear voices coming from the room. There was a crack as I pushed it open to find Persephone reading to the little ones. She has little Sophia on her lap while James and Ramsey are on their baby rocker. Leo and Chris quietly play on their Nintendo Switch with headphones on, sitting on bean bags. "Poppy." My daughter looks up as her hazel eyes sparkle. "Mommy, look, I'm teaching Sophia and the boys words. Though the boys are still young, Sophia told me her first word."

Three months later… “Okay. Let’s do this.” She turned and looked at Chris as she grabbed his hand. They walked over to Helen and Harry who was sitting up on his playmat while Helen was playing her dolls. Harry started sitting up on her own over a month ago and started crawling less than two weeks ago. Lara started piecing her milestones together and she became very nervous.