Pop My Cherry Novels & Stories

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.

The air was thick with the scent of sweat and exhaustion. Cherry flopped onto the bench in her oversized hoodie, stretching her arms dramatically. “So Red, huh?” she said, eyes glittering with mischief. “Big, scary, silent type swooping in to save our little Ivy. I think I’m in love.” Ivy, still pulling on her jeans, rolled her eyes. “Cherry, stop.” “Oh, come on,” Cherry whined playfully. “He was like—bam! Creepy guy’s gone. Ivy’s saved. The crowd goes wild. You could’ve kissed him.”

she asked, a sly smile creeping across her face. Cherry's lips curved into a wicked smile, her eyes glinting with malice. "Take this," she said, her voice a soft hiss as she pressed the half-broken pill into the maid's hand. "I need you to make sure Lily takes this pill when Greg is home. Can you do that for me, my dear?" The maid's eyes widened, her smile growing ever more mischievous. "Of course, Miss Cherry," she whispered, her voice a confident whisper. "Consider it done.

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.

She suddenly smacked my chest. I couldn't help but chuckle yet again. It was quite fun seeing Peaches be this flustered for me. I gently dropped her to her feet and she adjusted her dress before taking three steps away from me. “I want three steps between us until we get back home. Don't come closer than that, okay?” “My hands still reach you with three steps though and if I can't wrap my body around yours, then I am going to be touching you with my hands a lot, Cara”

* * * * * * SIX MONTHS LATER: "It's been how many days now? Like five? And after a series of explanations and demonstrations, I still don't understand this stupid UNO game!" Cherry's frustrated declaration was punctuated by her literally throwing her entire hand of cards onto the table like she was having a tantrum. The colorful cards scattered everywhere, some landing on the floor, some fluttering off the edge of the porch. We couldn't help ourselves. We all burst into uncontrollable laughter. "I genuinely hate all of you," Cherry announced dramatically, pushing her chair back and standing up. "You're all terrible people who enjoy watching me suffer." She stormed off toward the house, her p

"Am sorry, I just wanted to do something that will surprise you a bit, guess I did well." "I love surprises but not this type Rex, I totally got scared." Bonnie coed. "It's OK, am here for you now am here for us and I think it's time we pop the cherry." He said after a kiss. "Pop the cherry?" "Yes, your sweet cherry that I have always wanted to have...."

“She mentioned that she wanted to buy marshmallows for Cherry. She took $2 and walked around half the city.” Right after she spoke, the four-year-old Cherry suddenly slapped Grapie on the back of her hand. The pink marshmallow fell to the ground, and a lot of dust and grass clippings made it dirty. “Why did you come back so quickly?” Cherry instantly lost her cool, and hatred shone in her childish eyes.

He set his glass on the balcony, his hand then finding its way to the small of my back so that he could draw me in to him. His eyes shone as if the stars themselves burned within. He leaned forward and brushed his lips across mine. The sensation made my spine feel like it was made of champagne, bubbly and ready to float away. I pressed my lips against his, begging for a better taste. He opened his mouth, the effervescence of champagne permeating my senses. I smiled as I moaned softly. All I wanted was to drink his champagne kisses.

However, I see nothing right away. Suddenly, Alex stumbles with his crutches and Chance tries to lunge and catch him, but I can’t miss the grimace on his face. He quickly hides it as he limps slightly while helping Alex to get his footing again. I quickly clamp my mouth shut as I hold down a chuckle. I turn back to my friend and whisper, “In Alex’s terms, you popped his cherry.” Kai’s grin widens as he nods. “Yes, and it tasted divine. I’m hoping to get another taste of it soon. One night is not enough.”