Pop My Cherry Novels & Stories

I asked by way of greeting. “Unless you want to.” I faltered in my steps and gave the car another once over. “Would you actually let me drive your Porsche?” “Do you know how to drive a stick without getting in an accident?” He popped the trunk and took the CM-monogrammed leather bag from my hands. “I do.” “Go for it, Charlie.” He tossed the key through the air. I barely caught it. “Charlie?” “Top Gun reference.”

I stare at the banner till my vision blurs. Then my hands quiver as claws rip through my palms, and my bones groan with the shift. I step forward, a balloon squeals and bursts near my feet. And then, I lunge. I tear the banner down with both hands, shred it in two. “FUCK!” Another balloon pops underfoot. Streamers fly across the room, I launch a chair against the wall. My claws rip the edges of the table, it groans as it crashes into the floor, the cake follows after.

“I obviously have chips.” “There’s a USB hidden behind my work badge. It contains one million dollars in cryptocurrency.” A smile curled at the corner of Lucien’s mouth. He shoved his chips into the center of the table with a crash. “I call. Double the stakes.” The cards were revealed. I lost. The room exploded with laughter. Someone tossed a phone in front of me. A loan app was open on the screen. “Go ahead. Borrow money. If you can scrape together three million, maybe you’ll earn the right to keep playing with me.”

As a matter of fact, for not having sufficient credit, Nelly had gone to the public pay phone in the company of her elder brother, Chuka, to make the call. So, when he saw Nelly's behaviour as the call progressed, he became alarmed at her sudden reactions, wondering if Dom was alright. When she suddenly dropped off the line with the clouds that descended over her eyes, shaking her head and looking so tired as if she was about to collapse, Chuka rushed towards her and held her by the hand, leading her to a nearby seat.

Juicy put her hand on her hips and tapped her foot in annoyance, staring at everyone in the room until they averted their eyes. She continued, despite the fact that she had no one to focus her anger on. "And first of all; those are not from a box or from the corner store. Those are fresh made. Second; fresh blueberries cost good money when people gotta be pigs about things!" Juicy put her hands back into the woman's hair. She pulled the comb through tensely. "So, if you all get hungry then you need to just pack a damn lunch, shit." She mumbled.

Every single thing about Peaches pulled me in a way nothing else could ever. "I'm going to cum for you..." I grunted, my jaws clenching with the pleasure. Faster. Quicker. I was almost there. I was going to stain this cute hairband with my cum just like several of her hairbands. "I'm going to cum for you, Peaches..." It was at that moment that a beep came and I forced my shut eyes open. A message on the site. She did it. My Peaches sent the fucking message. I couldn't hold it in any longer.

I only hope that you remember the version of me when I was young and willing to climb the cherry tree to pluck you cherries. I placed the letter into the drawers. I looked up to see Cyrus looking at the cherry tree branch. He said with a little jealousy, "If you like cherries, I'll get the gardener to change all of our roses to cherry trees. We'll have flowers in spring, fruits in summer, wine in autumn, and jam in winter forever." I hugged him and said with a smirk, "Do I hear a pang of jealousy?" Cyrus tapped me on my nose, replying with a smile, "Whose fault is that?"

He took out his phone and unlocked it. Then he noticed that last night he received a message from an unknown number. His one hand moved towards the apple juice and his thumb moved towards the message to tap on it. He started sipping the juice and finally opened the message. "Please make me pregnant hubby!" The message registered on his mind and he spitted out the juice on Ariel's face in shock. "What the hell, bro!" Ariel exclaimed in shock, as her makeup and dress were ruined. Ray and Scarlett started laughing hysterically seeing Ariel's horrified face.

“One that no man or secret can break.” She grins and clinks her glass against mine. “To a stronger friendship,” she says boldly. “And screw men.” We both burst into laughter before taking our first sips. That is when I remember the one thing I’ve been dying to tell her. “Guess what?” I say. Her brow lifts in interest. My smile widens. “I finally got my cherries popped.” She frowns at first, confused. Then realization hits. Her eyes widen dramatically. She leans closer, lowering her voice. “Don’t tell me… the King finally touched you.”

Cherry was studying the photo when the ringtone filled the room. She picked up the call immediately upon realizing who the call was from. “West, West, breaking news. Go on, look at the photo I sent to you.” Queen's high-pitched voice blasted through the other side of the phone right away. “I’ve already seen it.” Cherry was amused at Queen's personality that seemed to be fueled with never-ending energy.