Pop My Cherry Novels & Stories

She has Ellie pull back slightly, breaking contact with his face and whispers something in her ear that makes her break out in a soft spat of girlish giggles. "That is wicked Mommy." "Yes well I am the wicked Step Mother after all," she says proudly as she claps her hands and produces a large red popsicle out of midair. "Cherry red, your daddy's favorite and most appropriate since he so badly wants to taste those big cherry... that is virgin tits of yours. Well virgin that is as a man never has tasted them." "Yes Mommy only you." "Tasted and enjoyed, just as your daddy will eventually but only if he can pass the test."

Liam declared, presenting Cherry with the exclusive bank card. A delighted grin spread across Cherry's face as she accepted the card. She playfully shook it and quipped, "Why, thank you, Lee." As she swung open the car door to make her exit, Liam dropped an unexpected bombshell. "Oh, and by the way, starting next month, you'll be back working at the headquarters." The sudden announcement filled Cherry with so much joy that she momentarily forgot her initial plans. Bursting with enthusiasm, she exclaimed, "Seriously? No way! Oh my God, I can finally go back to the headquarters!"

but where’s the fun in that? Fun—by which I mean the overwhelming nerves that almost make me gag. Still, I lean down and dig around in my bag, my hand wrapping around another lollipop. I look at it. Cherry flavor. My favorite. Do cherry-flavored condoms exist—NO. Think of other things. Slowly, I remove the wrapper from the lollipop and feel my body getting warmer and warmer. The stick feels pathetic in my mouth, and when I put it in the wrapper and dump it in my bag, I stare at the purple lollipop a second too long.

I said "yeah yeah wassup wassup now where the smores" Te said while rubbing her hands together, making everybody laugh at her bipolar ass I lowkey wanted to go in the water I didnt want to get in with Chynna n the twins so I just took a seat and the chair across the fire from Von who was sitting beside Cam. "oh shit" Te yelled I looked beside me and saw that her whole marshmellow was on flames, she started freaking out and through it in the fire.

LIAM This isn't creepy is what I tell myself as I sit in the corner booth of the café, laptop open to a half finished economics paper I have zero intention of completing. I have been here for two hours, nursing the same cold coffee, watching the door. April Chen walks in at exactly 2:47 PM. Right on time with a little help from a birdie. "Hey, can I get a small black coffee?" she asks the barista, her voice tired. "And blueberry muffins, thanks." She pays in crumpled bills.

I said moving to the mic stand. "I am Elena Valentine, I am 23, and I am here for the Audition." I said trying to smile. "Which song are you singing?" Another female's voice asked. "Dim the lights. She isn't comfortable." I heard a familiar voice whisper and the lights went down a little. "Thanks. I will be singing falling by Trevor." I said smiling. "Falling? hm I love that song. Let's hear you." One of the judges said. I breathed out nervously, the

I snorted, my voice devoid of warmth as I said, "No need for that, Vincent. You've used up all the love coupons. Let's get a divorce." For a few seconds, there was only silence on the other line. Then, Vincent demanded frantically, "What are you talking about? I've still got 20 or so love coupons, don't I?" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before I slowly said, "Didn't you know? You used the last one when you asked me to jump into the pool."

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ Now, I’m on my way to Chloe’s house. I glanced at the bouquet of flowers beside me and the two boxes of expensive chocolates. In the backseat was a paper bag containing the gift I bought for Poppy. But I’m not planning to give it to her just yet. I’ll wait until Chloe brings her along with us again, because I’m not sure if I overstepped by buying her a phone. I also have no idea how Chloe or her parents will react when they find out, so I’ll hold off on giving it to her for now.

“What am I thinking? I should ask you that! Don’t you know Kenny was allergic to cherries? “The first time he ate them as a kid, he broke into rashes and couldn’t breathe because his throat swelled up! There was a cherry hidden in that cake. What’s wrong with him spitting it out? “I barged in to save my son! Was I wrong? If… If Jenny hadn’t stopped me, Kenny might have…” Mommy’s voice trailed off, and her tears started flowing again. I really wanted to hug her and comfort her, just like I used to.