Pop My Cherry Novels & Stories

Because she loved him. Suzie was the type of person who rarely loves. And once she loves, she gave her all to that person. Groans and moaning filled the room. Under Suzie's clumsy techniques, the man finally had his relief. However, because Javie still has some unnecessary worries, the couple did not do the last step- leaving Suzie's cherry unpopped.* ...... A/n: Cherries unpopped- there is a slang 'cherries popped' meaning losing the woman's virginity.

Then, with a little smirk, I turned around, looking at him over my shoulder as I flashed him my bare pussy. His jaw flexed. I rolled the cherry along the inside of my thigh, over my wet folds, teasing my pussy lips. "You want it?” My voice was barely above a whisper, but I knew he could read my lips. I pushed the cherry in, moaning as the fruit got drenched in my cunt juices, then held it out. His knuckles went white on the armrest. “Come and get it,” I mouthed. When he stood up, I held the fruit to my mouth and ate it. It tasted good, but baiting him felt even better. I had barely dropped the cherry stem into the sink when I heard him move up behind me.

She said with her sinister smirk I quickly picked it up, seeing it was already torn open by Cherry. "Dad asked me to hand you the divorce papers." The parcel fell out of my hands, and a chilly shiver coursed through my skin. Cherry threw her head back again and cackled so loudly I felt my ears would burst from that harsh sound. "He grew the balls to get rid of you, finally!" Cherry squealed with delight, walked to the door, and her body rested on the frame. "Oh, and Dad wants you in a silver dress for tonight. Be his nice little trophy while it still lasts, okay?" She blew a mocking kiss and finally left

“Only if I get to eat a cherry from your pussy.” Her eyes widened, pupils dilating as her hips flexed up, pushing against my thigh. Dessert was never going to be the same.

Almost. Picking another cherry, I put it between my lips again and leaned in towards Lyra. Our lips touched after the cherry popped easily into her mouth. I pulled away with a smirk. Lyra looked completely transfixed. She had to blink a few times to get her mind back and then started chewing on the offered fruit.

He grimaces, rubbing the nape of his neck, slightly embarrassed. “I just said you loved me,” he explains defensively. “They just like to team up against me.” “Right, that’s what it was,” Mom muses in a low voice, turning her attention back to the TV. “Sorry, Chad. Maybe in another lifetime, but now, my focus is on getting myself a hot singer from a band called Glitch,” Poppy says excitedly as she walks over and sits on the armchair beside Lauren. It doesn’t go unnoticed by me the way Chad frowns at her, but it is so quick, I wonder if I imagined it.

Cherry said,when she saw, Michael spreading her both hands open to hug Michael,She ran to Michael with her hands still opened and hugged him before he even realize what she was up to. "Did you miss me? She asked pecking his right cheek Stop it! Cherry Michael said,pulling her away from her embrace. What? Don't you Miss me? She kissing him, Cherry stop this Michael said still,trying to pull off from her embrace. Babe don't you want me anymore? Why are you acting cold towards me, Cherry Said, still hugging him, when she suddenly discovery the gate man was still There, "What the fuck her you still doing here"? She asked the gate man angrily

She walks over, sets the bag on the table, and leans down to press a kiss to his forehead, one that makes his thin lips stretch slowly into a smile, it shows that the smile takes some effort to do. “I brought you the cherry ones,” she whispers, voice thick with emotion. Mason opens his eyes slowly. They flicker with recognition. “You always... remember.” Chara gives a choked laugh. “Of course I do, you would not stop drilling it into my head that you love anything cherry flavored.” “Bossy man, hm?” he murmurs. “Stubborn man rather.” She shoots back, trying not to wipe her eyes and then let more tears fall but she can’t help it when two fat drops roll down her cheeks, she wipes them away, tur

Sometimes the algorithm hit its mark; other times, it felt downright cruel. It pushed me to a local post. It showed me a cover picture, specifically a glossy nine-photo carousel from the holiday gala. The account belonged to Vivienne. There she was, standing on the stage with a champagne in hand, beaming as she had just been crowned queen. The caption stated, 'Out with the old, in with the new. Clearing negative energy from the team and guiding the new admin team toward a more global and elevated future next year.' I opened the comments.

I say to both him and Ada, who I can feel pacing inside of me. Cherry’s face turns as red as her lipstick. “What the hell did you just say?! I have no authority over you?! You are less than something on the bottom of my heel!” She raises her hand and slaps me hard across the face. “Make her kneel,” she commands her gammas.