Silly Billy Poppy Playtime Novels & Stories

His finger gently traced across my palm, a teasing touch. "Sh-she's not my girlfriend yet." This time, the old man also went quiet. Then, as if he were a salesperson, he began to sell me his grandson. "Miss, do you have any concerns? Calvin is a good catch. When he was a child, he always got perfect scores. And look at his looks—top-tier, right? Most importantly, you don't need to worry about money with us. Our family is loaded. I know you young folks don't care much about money, but I'm sure you know you can't do much without it—"

The sea wind was stronger here, tugging at the hem of my dress, pressing the linen to my thigh for a second before letting go again. I held the railing. From below, Poppy shouted, “Mommy! I’m not running!” I looked back. She stood in place, both hands on her hips, Bunny hanging upside down, Barbie shoeless on the floor beside her. She was not running. Technically. But her whole body was bouncing like popcorn trapped under a pot lid. “I’m proud in a limited capacity,” I called back. “Me too!” “That’s not a normal response!” “I’m limited too!”

That is only because we have had the rails down so that Briella can play too. "Well done Mr Millionaire" Poppy jokes as she takes another chip off of the plate of nachos in the middle of the table. We've ordered a bunch of food for all of us; all greasy and delicious and we've been slowly picking at it during the rounds. I would have been nervous about Rhodes's new nickname but it seems to be well established already. He laughs it off and sits beside me, resting his arm around the back of my seat.

“Hey, baby, how are you doing?” The puppy flew on my body, wagging his tail and trying to lick my body too. “Hey, Natty, how are you, mama?” “Trying to play with Billy.” “Billy? Is that his name? I think Billy is for a girl not a boy, Natalia.” She looked confused, shook her head, and pulled her hair with a little scream. I laughed hard as I watched her perform some fake heartbreak. She is just as playful as Ms Luna.. Even in problems Ms Luna used to make me laugh.

Melissa nodded, her breasts rubbing against Billy’s chest and pushing further up to his face with the movement. “It’s fun, Billy,” she said. “I know it sounds weird, or like it would put you in too close of contact with other people, but I like it. We should play sometime.” Billy’s hands ran down his mom’s back, coming to a rest on her buttocks, despite how ashamed it made him feel. He was barely hiding what he was doing anymore, grinding his cock into his mom like a sex starved beast, desperate to get off. “You’d play that game with me?” he asked. “But I’m your-“

Like now. Tom’s eyes bulge. He tries to scream but his lips are sealed shut with tape. “Hello Tom,” I smile at him prettily. “Are you ready to be my fun little toy for the day?” I raise my hands and gesture around the room. “There are so many accessories in here for us to play with, but first, I need your consent. I need you to nod for me, Tom. Can you do that?” Tom’s eyes to the size of saucers. He’s holding himself quite still, no doubt dumbfounded by the situation he’s in. I don’t know it pisses me off so much. Before I can stop myself, I slap his cheek. Hard.

What the heck is happening? "Why don't we start our dinner? I guess this couple is already hungry that's why they are saying petty things," Aunt Ally stated then I heard them laugh for the third time. My jaw literally dropped. Tell me, this isn't a joke, right? This isn't a joke? I bent down and just rubbed my face using my hand. I saw Axis shook his head too. Argh! Why do they not want to believe us? Gosh! I give up! Damn!

Lilly Thursday goes by with only a few minor mistakes such as dropping papers, stumbling into Mr. Storm’s business associate and such. What can I say? I am a clumsy person. None of them seems to be severe enough to earn me another punishment and I’m happy about that because my butt seriously hurt from yesterday's spanking. For lunch I once again go to the deli and flirt with Nate. I remember to exchange phone numbers with him, if any of us should get hold up by something for Friday's date.

He pressed further, but Lily didn't utter a word as she turned and closed the door. “Who was that?” Mila queried curiously. “The delivery guy.” Lily said and rolled her eyes. “He kept talking about being in the neighborhood, blah blah blah…” Lily added, and Mila laughed. “What? What's so funny?” Lily faked a frown. “It seems like you're caught between the boy next door and the boy in the neighborhood.” Mila teased. “Watch your mouth, or you will have to watch me devour every piece of this pizza.” Lily threatened, and Mila stifled her laughter while raising her hand in surrender.

The tension dissolved into the music’s embrace. I finished my play with dignity, and one of my supposed aunts, Ailisa and Nina, applauded, their applause echoing in the entire room. They suddenly realized no one else clapped with them, but their enthusiasm was followed by another cheer from the last person I wanted praise from. Callum.