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“Here,“ mum said placing the two weathered wicker baskets – probably hand woven by my nan around the Second World War - into my hand. There had to be some sort of sentiment behind them, as she still insisted on using them even though they were coming apart around the rim. “You need to fill at least these two if you want both cherry jam and a cake tomorrow,” she said. “And take that –“ she lowered her voice to a whisper, “useless boyfriend of yours with you.”

My boyfriend, Will was in my room, just above the kitchen, where we stood and he was actually fixing something on my laptop so he wasn’t being useless at all. I rolled my eyes at mum but decided to keep quiet. No boyfriend could ever live up to her standards, no matter how I gleamed them, as according to her, they were all just ‘teenage boys, full of testosterone who would have sex with anything that moves.’

She was absolutely paranoid, that he will get me pregnant. I understood why she was overly cautious though. She got pregnant with me when she was barely eighteen and had to marry my dad. They love each other and in my nineteen years I have never actually heard them quarrel, but I know that part of her sometimes wondered, whether she did miss out on things, being a mother and a wife that young. She had the birds and bees chat with me when I was twelve and when I started dating Will a year or so ago she dragged me to the gp and put me on the pill.

“Oh, Norah,“ she called after me before she resumed peeling potatoes for lunch, “your dad needs the car in a bit so you need to take the bikes.”

“Great mum, it’s already 40 degrees outside.”

 When I told Will, how we have to spend the morning he wasn’t overly joyous either.

“Can you even ride a bike, city boy?” I’ve asked him. He was from a small town less than ten miles from my village and he either drove his parents’ car like I did or we took the bus.

He gave me a cross look. “You think I’ve grown up on video games?”

“You think you have grown up? Aww.” I chuckled. “You’re still a little boy,” I teased. He was actually one year and four months older than me.

“Says the little girl, who still has about fifty cuddly toys on her bed.” He often mocked me about them but have to admit, this time it was a touché. He was exaggerating, of course. I only had my favourite ones on my bed, less than twenty of them. The rest - yeah easily another thirty, I have never actually counted them – were occupying the top of my wardrobe.

I play-wrestled Will into the pile of them on top of the bed and picking up the monkey with the extra long arms – a birthday prezzie from my cousin – I wrapped his purple monkey arms around Will’s neck. “Just be careful what you say about them or they will kill you in your sleep.” The kind of deep alien voice, I adopted was hilarious and we both started laughing as I mock strangled him with the soft monkey arms.

I straddled him victoriously bending over his chest, pinning his arms down, into the pillows. I felt his cock stiffen under my weight and he froze, giving up resisting.

“That is kinda hot,” he said grinning.

“You are such a dirty perv.” My mock-shock face was apparently hilarious too as his grin widened even more. He started moaning deeply and buckle underneath my weight. I would have thought he was taking the mick if it wasn’t for his steel third leg.

“You know, you have to finish what you started,” he said suggestively.

“We haven’t started anything, have we?” I lifted the monkey up as a puppet and looked into his purple face, as if I was talking to him then I animated him to shake his head. Then we both turned to Will. “Only if you apologise to mr Monkey and his friends.” He has called me childish so I played along.

“I didn’t say anything bad about them,” Will said propping himself up on his elbows. “I looove sharing the bed with them.”

“In that case…” I purred, then using the monkey’s hands, I went on to unzip his fly and unbutton his jeans. When I freed his delicious erect penis, I ran the soft monkey hands up and down his shaft.

Quick as a lightning strike he snatched the puppet out of my hand and threw him into the corner. “That was just getting weird,” he growled.

Yes, it was probably time to drop the childish shenanigans. His cock was deliciously inviting and I had to have a taste. “We have to keep it quiet though, mum is in the kitchen,” I whispered pointing downwards.

He wasn’t paying attention at all anymore. His eyes were shut and was moaning to the rhythm of my hand sliding up and down his shaft. I freed his balls from his boxer and started massaging them with my left hand, while I was sucking his mushroom head gently squeezing just below it.

Will was only my third boyfriend and only the second guy I had sex with so I wasn’t overly confident when it came to sucking him. But what I lacked in technique I made up for in enthusiasm. I loved giving blowjobs and Will was always a very grateful receiver. His response was encouraging and he was eager to teach me new things.

I had asked him at the beginning of our relationship to show me how he likes to be stroked. He wasn’t shy and he wanked in front of me a few times to try to teach me how he liked to be touched. “Nice and slow to start with,” he had said, looking into my eyes as he obscenely ran his hand up and down.

I never forget the look on his face, so full of lust and burning passion. And how he grabbed my hand and we jerked him off together. Then he shot one long line of cum on my purple flowery bedding. I reminisced over that time and that memory made me smile with his cock between my lips.

It felt powerful to be able to bring him so close to orgasm then when he was close, slow down again. And repeat it until his eyes shot open and there was the potent mixture of anger and pleading in them. He loved the anticipation and the edging. He said most girls my age were just happy being a starfish and I drove him wild with my friskiness.

This time we couldn't play long unfortunately. We had to get on with the cherry harvest. I’ve let him finish in my mouth which was a special treat even without the usual edging. When I swallowed the last drop of his cum, he sat up and reached for my breasts.

“It’s ok baby, we can play later. Let’s get on with the damned cherries.” I said, as I wasn’t turned on that much. I couldn’t really let myself relax with mum in the kitchen. I preferred to wait till the evening, when we could lock my bedroom door and my parents were watching telly loudly in the opposite side of the house.

As it was very hot outside and cycling in jeans is not the most comfortable thing I’ve offered a pair of my brother’s shorts to Will. Guys are so lucky, almost every single one of them I knew was a size M. They can wear each others clothes any time they like. Yet they never seem to do that. None of my friends were the same size as me. Not a single one of them. Even though I was a healthy size 10-12 I had bigger boobs and wider hips than most of them. So annoying.

I had a yellow summer dress on with boy-short style panties underneath, in case the breeze caught my dress, I didn’t want to flash any motorists on the way.

I was riding my good old white mountain bike. It was nearly ten years old, but dad kept it in a top notch condition and Will was riding my brother’s black one which had seen better days. My brother was a bit of a daredevil and liked to go on off road trails with his best mate (who was btw the best looking guy in the village-just saying). Will put up his nose at it’s condition and I explained to him why it was slightly muddy and wrecked. When he heard that Jo, my brother used it for off road it made him feel a bit of a badass and a kind of macho smile spread on his face.

“It’s not going to fall apart, don’t worry.” I said as we hopped on and started pedalling towards ‘Wine hills’ as the place was simply called as most villagers had vineyards or orchards on the slopes. It was about 15-20 minutes on the bikes. Mostly on unused dirt roads.

It was very hot and dry with only a few trees lining the side of the road offering very brief but much welcome shade. My maternal granddad used to be a farmer and had owned lots of land. He passed away, when I was twelve and nan sold almost everything except this small plot which was on the south side of the hill. I believe it was an acre of land and it had a large vegetable patch – normally potatoes and marrows – a few rows of wine-grapes, and a peach and apple orchard. It was all crowned by a majestic and giant cherry tree on the top of the hill. It was easily thirty feet tall and wide.

As we rode the bikes up the dirt road we reached the edge of a small forest and I told Will the story, how, one day when our parents were planting vegetables, my brother and me wandered off into this forest and came back with a handful of leverets. Dad was angry as he said they were too young and will not survive. But we fed them using tiny rubber teats and cow’s milk and all three of them has grown into adult size hares. Unfortunately they weren’t like domesticated bunnies and they remained wild and feral and one night they’ve escaped by digging a tunnel under the fence.

When we finally reached our plot we put the bikes against a nearby apple tree and I started picking cherries into the basket standing on the ground from the lower branches. There wasn’t much on them. Then I remembered that my uncle had come a few days ago with my cousins and they must have picked those branches.

“It’s much better up here anyway,” Will shouted down from high up on the tree. when I told him I was coming up.

The trunk was enormous, I could just about wrap my arms around it. There was a small metal step ladder at the bottom which was normally left here around fruit picking season to help pull ourselves up to the lower branches.

I was already high enough to look down onto the rest of the orchard. Granddad really thought about planting these trees. They provided our extended family with fresh fruit all through summer. First nice tangy red apples, - I think they were called Discovery -, then the cherry late June, beginning of July, then peaches in August and winter apples last. They were less juicy and fragrant than the summer ones but they lasted till the first frost on the trees and all throughout winter in out pantry. Nan’s apple pies were to die for.

“God, you are way too high up,” I told Will when I pulled myself up to the next row of branches. They were still very safe to climb, thicker than my legs. I used a metal hook to hang the basket on a branch and reached up to pass another one to the daredevilish boyfriend. He lowered himself, squatting, his toned leg muscles flexing as he tried to keep his balance. Looking down at me, his chocolate brown disheveled quiff hung into his sunkissed face putting some very dirty ideas into my mind.

“Do boys always have to be such show offs?” I scoffed when he was back to his flaunty heights. “Please don’t climb up that high, Will. I’m not good with blood and broken limbs.”

When I was thirteen, I have fallen off a friend’s horse, skinned my leg and broke my ankle. The pain and all the blood made me sick and by the time my friend came rushing from the other side of the paddock I was sitting in my own blood and vomit. I kind of had a crush on that friend before, but needless to say I couldn’t look into his eyes the same way again.

“That is not how you prove your stupid masculinity,” I yelled up the tree as he was still climbing higher completely ignoring me.

“The cherries are the best, sweetest, darkest red on the top,” he shouted back down.

“Yeah… You know what else is dark red? Your fucking blood!” When he still ignored me I knew there was only one way to get him to a safer height. “I said that is not how you prove your masculinity.” I looked up to him suggestively.

He finally looked down, “How then?” His smirk read I know exactly where this is heading, but whatever, tell me, little girl

“I can think of a few ways… “ I looked up to him with a crooked smile. That surprised him and I finally got his full attention, even if his face was nonchalant. “Have you ever had sex on a tree?” I lowered my voice even though I was absolutely sure, we were alone.

“No. Have you, miss Country Girl?” He was visibly proud of himself for getting back at me for the earlier ‘city boy’.

“Nope. But I intend to. I want to tick lots of things off my list.” I declared with a determined expression. Didn’t matter that this particular fantasy didn’t feature on my list until a minute ago.

“How the hell are you planning on doing that?” he raised an eyebrow.

“Let’s meet half way,” I suggested and started climbing higher. He lowered himself too, but he was still a few feet above me.

“You do realise your whole face is covered with cherry juice?” he grinned when he looked down with squinting eyes.

There goes my sexy tomboy image, I thought. Can a tomboy even be sexy at all? Oh, Lara Croft. I guess. I unladylikely spat on the back of my hand and cat-cleaned my face around my lips.

“Adorable,” Will chuckled. I hated to be called ‘adorable’ and ‘cute’ and all those. And he knew it.

“If I catch you up there, I’ll bite you,” I hissed up to him.

“Ok, now you are being silly, I’m not having a play-fight with you on a tree ten feet off the ground.” We were much higher than that, but I didn’t want to correct him. “I’m coming down to you.”

When he reached me we both stood on one of the main limbs. He was holding onto a smaller branch, high above us, which I had no chance of reaching and I held onto an even smaller one to my left. He stuck his tongue out, dubbed his finger on it then rubbed the left corner of my mouth. “Such a messy, messy girl,” he teased.

I grabbed his digits with my free hand and stuffed them into my mouth sucking them off teasingly. They tasted dusty and like tree bark or sawdust. Not that I ever licked a tree but somehow I still recognised the taste.

“Should we repeat what we did at home?” I raised an eyebrow flirtatiously, running the tip of my tongue up his index and middle finger suggestively.

“Mmm, tempting,” he moaned, “but it’s my turn.”

“And how are you planning on doing that?“ I inquired with a wry smile. He’s always been a selfless, tactile lover but maybe this wasn’t the time and place for a three course dinner.

He looked around with an exaggerated circling of his head, assumingly listing our options. “Let’s swap places,” he finally suggested. He pulled himself up to his previous position letting me step closer to the trunk which now was against my back and when he lowered himself he was facing me again. Then he suddenly realised that in this position we could make out but that was about all we could do. He pulled me closer, careful not to disturb my balance then started kissing my lips and his hands wandered up my naked thighs.

“Fear not little girl,” he adapted a deep voice – presumably a knight - “we will make it work and tick that fantasy off your list.” I giggled at the sound of this noble quest.

“We can try the lower branches,” I suggested.

He reconsidered his options then seemingly decided on something doable. He looked at my left arm and a branch above. “Can you hold onto this one?” Then he tapped the one we were now standing on with his foot. “And sit on this one, sideways?”

“I gueeees.” I hesitated.

“Before you sit down, I need your panties,” he held out his palm with a deviant grin. It was easier said than done finding balance on one foot and using only one hand to remove my underwear. He courteously offered to help and rolled them down my butt, while I was pulling them down at the front. When he rolled them into a ball, tucking them into his pocket, I reminded him that he was wearing Jo’s shorts so he mustn’t forget them inside it’s pocket.

“Oh, are you going to ride your bike back half naked?”

“Shit,” I giggled, “that slipped my mind.”

So his plan was that I can balance sitting sideways on the thick limb we were standing on before and he positioned himself on a lower one with his head level with my bottom. He was at a safe height now, if he had fallen, he would have escaped without serious injuries.

Me, on the other hand.. I was still risking my life for this little tick on my list. Those nutjobs who take selfies posing on the edge of cliff… I felt I was one of them. My grip is secure and the ground is covered with soft sandy soil. I’m safe. I kept telling myself.

He pushed my dangling legs apart and asked, if I could move slightly forward. I tried. Running his fingers up my legs he rolled the hem of my dress further and further up. When my privates were bare and accessible, he stroked my mons and ran a fingertip on my pussy lips. It was a heady, intoxicating feeling being so high up, completely exposed in the open. I had a look around the land. On the top of the hill, top of a tree, between his arms, I felt like a queen looking over my kingdom from my tower.

It was scorching hot, no one in their right mind was out in the fields or working in their vineyards.

Will softly ran his velvety fingertips on my pussy lips, up and down. He repeated it a few times then changed to only upward motions alternating between the left and right side. My happy button was slowly coming to life and asked for attention with gentle throbbing.

Will was a very mindful and teasing lover, who really liked spending time down there and play slow, playful games. “Watching you getting more and more aroused turns me on too,” he had said once. He opened my lips and stroked the soft sensitive skin in-between with his tongue, being careful to avoid my clit. I moaned letting myself be lost in pleasure momentarily while still tightly gripping a branch for balance. It was beginning to be difficult to concentrate and hold my position.

Sensing my fragile state, Will put his hand next to my bum, keeping me and himself secured, while his tongue started a playful dance around my sensitive button. He was drawing little circles over my hood and labia, sometimes very gently sucking them into his mouth. When I became more and more aroused and moist, moaning softly, he ran a wide tongue up, between my inner labia and when he reached the top, he gently sucked on my clit. That always drove me wild. He did it very slowly and very gently otherwise it would have became too rough and painful.

When I was close, he used his thumb to penetrate me while his tongue flicked on my folds. He brought me to a quick orgasm lapping up my juices when he finished.

“Do you want to finish on the ground?” I asked with ragged breathing.

“No, your fantasy was having sex on the tree, so just stand up and turn around.”

I was still catching my breath and a felt bit dizzy, so I let him manoeuvre me into a position he had chosen. I didn’t care anymore how high we were, which branch we stood on or grabbed. All I cared about was having his cock inside me.

He spun me around, lifted my dress out of the way and slid his thick shaft right in. When he entered me I realised I had my eyes closed for the last minute or so and now suddenly was faced with a view of the valleys in the bright afternoon sun while I was stretched by his impaling cock.

If I felt like a queen before, now it was more like being the goddess of nature and lust. I always liked outdoor sex but this was something else. This was heaven.

“Look at that amazing view,” he said through gritted teeth while sweeping my hair off my shoulder and biting my neck, “this is going to be in my top five easily.” He was thrusting hard, pressing me against the trunk of the tree leaving little imprints of the roughness of the bark on my skin. He came while both of us looked in the direction of my village. We could see the houses in the distance. For a second it felt like my whole village was watching us.

“That was something else,” Will grinned pulling up his shorts, well Jo’s shorts.

We had to get on with the cherries. We hadn't said a word for a few minutes. Then he broke the silence.

"If we don’t end up together and one day in like ten years you’ll have a crazy idea on your bucket list like… I dunno, having sex while jumping out of an airplane or something. Just call me up."

“Why wait ten years? ” I winked.  

Until this very day cherries are still my favourite fruit and I cannot wait for July to pick some and make mum’s famous cherry pie.

 

 

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Piper and I agreed, then got her parents and Ben to agree, to me going to Piper’s for a few days before Easter, then her coming to stay with Ben and me for a few days after Easter. We were both looking forward to it as I wanted to see what Isaac was going to make us do (Piper’s parents would be at work); and Piper eagerly wanted to see some of the things that I had told her that I got up to. I really hoped that the weather would be just a little warmer so that I could get her ‘out and about’...

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CherryChapter 24

We got back home the day before school started again. I’d had so much fun over the school holidays and I wasn’t looking forward to going back. Also, I was so knackered that after checking that I had something to wear for school, I went to bed. The next morning Ben woke me in the best possible way and that sort of set me up ready to face what I was expecting to be a crap day starting year 10. The weather wasn’t too bad as I walked down the lane to the main road to catch the bus to school. I...

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Cherry Picker

Tad's hands were shaking as he handed a wad of dollar bills to Cherry. "That's nineteen, and, uh, I got the rest right here..." He mumbled as he began to fish around in his right pocket for the last dollar, which was made up of many coins that jingled heavily as he tried to scoop them out. Cherry quickly counted the wad of money, and when she saw the trouble the nervous little boy was going to for his last dollar, she reached out and touched his wriggling wrist. "That's OK," Cherry...

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CherryChapter 23

The next morning I woke up lying on my side with my back to Ben and his cock sliding in and out of my pussy. “I love it when you wake me like that Ben.” I said. “Ben wakes you like that as well does he? Tanya loves it too.” Ryan replied. “Oh sorry Ryan, I forgot that it was you that fucked me last night.” “That’s okay Cherry; Ben’s probably waking Tanya like that as well. If we stay quiet I may get the chance to wake Piper this way as well.” We slowly fucked until I’d cum then instead of...

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Cherry Slave Girls

It was about six months ago that our life changed, shortly after Papa had been killed tragically in the terrible accident at t Chapter 1 ? Sir Michael Winston?s Offer It was about six months ago that our life changed drastically, shortly after Papa had been killed tragically in the terrible accident at the textile plant that was owned by Sir Michael Winston. Our mother had departed from us 17 years ago after the birth of my younger twin sister Jamie. So we are now legally orphans. My...

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CherryChapter 3 I Meet my Uncle Ben

This last summer, my dad thought that it would be a good idea for me to go and spend the summer with his brother. Now I hadn’t seen the guy or his family since I was about 4 years old and couldn’t even remember what he looked like. Mum said that he was married and had a daughter just a little bit older than me and that it would be good for me to make friends with someone my age. So, very early one Saturday morning my dad took me to the bus station with me wearing only my school uniform and...

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CherryChapter 5 The Slut at the Manor House

That Saturday evening Ben drove me to the big manor house and told me which door to go to. He then told me that he would be back at exactly the same place at 9 o’clock in the morning. The door was opened by a butler called Henry who told me to follow him. He led me to a room where 3 other girls were, all a few years older than me and all in just knickers. One of them came over to me and said, “So, you’re the star of the evening little girl. It’s a long time since they’ve had a cherry to...

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CherryChapter 7 Benrsquos Friends Help Me Out

That Wednesday I decided to have a day improving my tan and waiting and hoping that the goodies that Ben had ordered would arrive. It was so quiet at the cottage on my own. I was inside getting a drink when the front door opened and the postman walked in. I’m not sure who got more of a shock. “Oh, sorry, I wasn’t expecting anyone to be here. I normally just bring the post in and put it on the table. No letter box and everyone around here never lock their doors. I guess that you must be...

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CherryChapter 16

The Country Club My Sunday evenings there are proving quite lucrative and my bank balance is looking quite healthy. Ben says that it would take him 4 or 5 years to earn what I’ve got in the bank. He keeps telling me that I don’t know how lucky I am, getting paid huge amounts just to have some fun. Actually, I do know how lucky I am. I know that I won’t be able to have this much fun when I get old and fat. Anyway, there’s one man in particular who always calls me over and gets me to fuck...

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Cherry And The End Of A Bad Day

Cherry pulled into the garage and turned the car off. Anything and everything had gone wrong that day. She should have called in sick when she woke up with that headache. Her head ended up being the least of her problems as the day progressed. She sat for a few minutes, letting the day wash over her. She closed her eyes for, what she told herself, was just a few minutes. She breathed deep and the tears slowly began to flow. She let the tears come. Slow drops, one by one, trailed down her...

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Cherry Manning My Ebony Goddess

Cherry was 5’7 always had her hair in a bun; with had smooth chocolaty complexion and a 36D breast size. Her arse was the size of a melon. However, I do not know what it was about her legs and feet, my eye would naturally fall there even with her other assets. She was beautiful in every way. Cherry and I grew up together we went to the same school and college; we were neighbours and good friends but never anything more. We were best friends and everybody knew I liked her. I am even sure she...

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Cherry

Hi, I'm O2BeLISA. CHERRY is a sequel to THE VOLUNTEER. If you haven't read The Volunteer then none of the characters in this story will be recognizable and the story, by itself, won't make any sense. So please read the prequel first which is just how things in the world should be. CHERRY I, like, really truly love this section of town. Everyone says I have the best corner but it wasn't always the best one; it is now, sweetie, because it's...

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Cherry 2

Finally, we continue the story so you can find out what happens to our poor victim and what still lies ahead. All people mentioned in this story are above the age of eighteen. This story may not be your cup of tea ...so dump it and get coffee. Thanks for the nice comments! As for the bad ones, everyone’s a critic. I just have a dirty mind that I want to share. Thank you Sarah for helping me with my mistakes,bad grammar and spelling. Reading the first story will bring you up to speed on how...

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Cherry 3

Cherry 3 My dream was so real. Big black cocks, thousands of them, dripping cum. I was surrounded by them, dressed as a woman with huge tits. Sucking them, fucking them, worshipping them! I was a slut for cock! Not just any cock, Big Black Cock! The revelation made my eyes snap open. The first thing I noticed was that I was no longer restrained. The second was my head was in some sort of hazy fog; it was difficult to form thoughts. The final thing I noticed was that I had company in the...

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CherryChapter 9 The Last 3 Weeks of My Holiday

I suppose that you could say that we settled into a routine, parts very exciting and other parts not quite so. Friday evenings The Friday night poker is one of highlight of the week for me. I get very tingly and wet, as the hours count down, just imagining the things that they could do to me. The guys seem to be spending less time playing cards and more time experimenting with tying me up, suspending me in different positions and trying out all my new toys on me. As soon as Mick and Lewis...

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Cherry Popping by loyalsock

Jeanine the virgin, looked up at Robert with apprehensive eyes . He smiled down at her with a barely concealed contempt that made her both revolt against him... and desire him. He told her , withou ceremony, to lie face down on the bed, with a pillow under her tits and her ass in the air. Jeanine did as instructed, her face pressed into the mattress, a pillow under her chest and her ass high and inviting.She presented a delightful view. Robert once agin marveled at his good fortune. Not only...

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CherryChapter 8 I Start Work

Ben had agreed with Allison that I’d help at her shop each Thursday and Friday for a couple of weeks to see how things went; so on the first Thursday that Ben was back at work he drove me into town on his way to work. It was too early for Allison’s lingerie shop to be open so Ben gave me some money and told me to go to McDonalds for a drink while I waited. There weren’t many people there and I easily managed to get a seat facing the window and had a bit of fun flashing the people passing by....

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Cherry Blossom Time In Washington

Cherry Blossom Time In Washington Each spring in Washington, DC there is a Cherry Blossom Festival. People from all over the country converge on Washington for ten or twelve days. The hotels and motels run about one to three hundred dollars a night depending on location. It’s the old story of supply and demand. My wife talked me into a hotel with an indoor swimming pool, a Jacuzzi in our room, and a view from the fourteenth floor overlooking the Potomac River. I told her that I had...

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Cherry

***** Cherry, He was a mountain of a man. Standing six foot six, weighing in at 240 pounds of bones and muscles. Bones and muscles are not uncommon for a man, any man, but this Adonis was the alpha; wherever he went he commanded the room. His size intimidated me, so we didn't hang out much. Actually never. I think he was a model, bodybuilder or something like that. Paid ridiculous amounts of money to show off. Who really knew? I know he was making great money. It's almost a prerequisite on...

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CherryChapter 17

My amazing first holiday abroad Sir John had told me that the only thing that I needed to take with me was my passport, but I talked to Ben about this as I wasn’t sure that he meant it literally. Did he mean that I should walk out of the door totally naked with my passport in my hand, or did he mean that I should be clothed and take a few basics with me. I told Ben that I thought that he meant that I should be clothed with a few basic but Ben said that if he said nothing but your...

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Cherry HuntersChapter 5 Ali

One afternoon Mohan and his best friend, Ali, were sitting under a tree and as usual talking about girls. "Mohan, a new adult movie 'Temple of Love' has been released today. Let us go and see it," Ali said. "They won't let us in," Mohan said. "We'll have no trouble getting in," Ali said, "I know the usherer. He will let us in for a few bucks." "Okay, let us go," Mohan said, "Do they show fucking in it?" "I don't know but somebody told me that they show a close up of a...

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Cherry HuntersChapter 6 Rita

"Rita, where are you off to in such a hurry?" Kiran said. "I have to meet 'The Group'. I'll see you later," Rita said. There were five members in 'The Group'. The twins Mary and Mark Johnson, Sushma (Sush), Bharat (Bha) and Sukhdev (Dev), children of 'nouveau riche' parents. They behaved like super brats. They were loud, flouted their wealth and talked about nothing but money, money and money. "Rita, don't get involved with these people. You are not in their class," Kiran...

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Cherry Boy

It was midwinter during my Freshman year of college when I became aware that someone else besides my roommate found me sexually desirable. After my first encounter with Nathanial, many more followed, usually with us ending up in a sixty-nine on the bed. According to Nathanial, I was fast becoming a pro at fellatio. He continuously delighted in my lack of a gag reflex and used every opportunity to tell me so. I wasn’t sure if I was pleased with the praise or not, considering that up until this...

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Cherry Busting BrotherChapter 5

Cathy now found herself with a real and genuine problem on her hands. In the first place, among her set, in order to get to the prom, you had to put out in order to get a date. That was the heaviest date in the whole school year. When she was a virgin, Cathy had resigned herself to no prom, but this year she wanted to go. In the first place, she felt every bit as womanly as any of the other girls in school. She realized how much of a lover her brother was, when she compared him to Wayne....

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Cherrys extra classes

Hi everyone, My name is Peter. this story was written by myself on my phone so excuse any misspellings etc.. I am out of the country and don't have access to my computer so I used my phone. Please leave positive comments. Thank you. Cherrys extra classes"I will see you after school Cherry" said Mr.Orion sternly as she braced for the dismal afternoon session. Cherry was failing at biology and math and needed extra classes, her parents signed her up to study and take extra classes with Mr.Orion...

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Cherry Falls

The first two that were killed were a couple in the woods, at night - a horny young man, and a reluctant girl; he was found with his throat slit and his ears cut off. She was the second victim, and she died from a stab to her throat, and her chest. The killer tweeted that before she took her last dying breath, she asked him, "Why ears?" His answer was, "Because a head is way too hard to cut off with a knife!" The third was a blonde girl with big... eyes. She was killed in the school...

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Cherry Falls III CoEd Axe Murderer

That story was itself inspired by the Movie, "Cherry Falls": http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0175526/ Movie plot: In the small town of Cherry Falls a psychotic murderer is killing off virgins of the local high school. Story Plot: Maya, the hero, tries to get devirginized, ends up committing incest with her brother Kevin, but then gets kidnapped by the bad guy, but it all turns out alright in the end and the bad guy is captured. While there never was a sequel movie, @tonybs wrote one...

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Cherry Popped

“So let me get this straight. You’re telling me this girl made you masturbate in front of her and rode your face like a fucking horse BEFORE you even got her name? And on top of that, you haven’t seen her since?!” Cris’s best friend, Erica, could barely contain her giddiness as she spoke, her cheeks were getting red from trying to hold back laughter. “Yes that’s what I’m saying to you. I cannot believe this shit.” It was the second Monday of November and  the two of them always met up for lunch...

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Cherry Hill Ch 07

Marsha Wilcox was sitting at home, watching the nothing that was on TV when she remembered that she had had a question for her son. He told her he would be over at the Allan house, but she didn’t want to call over and disturb the Doctor and his family, so she tried his cell phone. ‘Shit,’ she said quietly, hearing the ring tone sound off from his bedroom. ‘Well, I guess it won’t hurt to just ask him,’ she thought. She had to go to the grocery store anyway, and the Allan house was on the way....

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Cherry Hill Ch 01

The subtle breeze of the early summer morning brought the scent of freshly mown grass through the screened windows of the O’Connor home. The sound of birds chirping in the early morning light mingled softly with the sounds of the neighborhood awakening from its contented slumber. The front door of the small white house opened and a man stepped through the door, bending to pick up the morning paper from the front step. His terry cloth robe parted slightly, clinging desperately to his waist by...

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Cherry Vanilla

I was feeling anxious as I knocked on Ryan's door. Of all my clients, Ryan was my favorite. It wasn't because he was younger or more handsome than the others. It was because of how different he was. Ryan wasn't like any of the other clients. He didn't invite me over, fuck me, pay me, and then kick me out. He treated me like an actual person and not just some sex doll. But what makes him really different? His fetish. Ryan had a thing for desserts. He specifically enjoyed ice cream. I could never...

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Cherry Busting BrotherChapter 2

Cathy had a very difficult day at school the next day. Ordinarily a very good student, she couldn't concentrate on anything. Furthermore, with all the spying on her mother's and father's fucking and sucking, with all the masturbating she had done herself, she hadn't done any homework at all. For Cathy, that was unusual, and since it was spring, her teachers tended to be a little bit indulgent. But Cathy had a lot of work to make up when she got home from school that day. She was...

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Cherry HuntersChapter 2 Mohan

It was afternoon. The weather was very pleasant. Chachi sitting in the park was enjoying the weather and watching children play. Suddenly black clouds appeared from nowhere eclipsing the sun. Lightning flashed accompanied by claps of thunder. Then it poured. No one was prepared for it. "Children, come with me. I live across the street," chachi shouted. Few minutes later she herded five boys into the verandah of her house. "Take off your shoes and socks and come inside," she said,...

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Cherry HuntersChapter 7The Group

One afternoon Kiran, Rita and chachu were resting after fucking. Chachu lay in the centre flanked by the two girls. Chachu had his fingers in their cunts while they played with his limp cock. Chachi, who was also naked, entered the room carrying a tray with freshly brewed tea and cookies. "Come on everybody tea and cookie time," she said placing the tray on the bedside table. Chachu and the girls pulled themselves to sitting position. When everyone had served themselves, chachi said,...

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Cherrys Next Door Neighbor Becomes the Man of the House

Cherry walked into the kitchen and made a beeline for the wine rack. It had been one hell of a week and it was only Thursday. Her tight red dress twirled with each movement. She left her shiny red three inch heels on to get the wine glass down from the middle shelf on the upper cabinet. She popped the cork on her favorite Moscato. Then she stepped out of the heels and kicked them aside. She poured the rosy colored wine nearly to the top of the glass. She took a long drag out of the glass, as...

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Cherry Goodhead Housewife Ch 02

Chapter 2: No Man Could Resist A couple weeks later I had a short business trip, for a few days. When I returned I gave my young wife a call while driving. She picked up and was excited to see me, saying that I was going to have a very good night. I asked her what she meant, but she was coy. ‘You’ll see, sir,’ she teased. ‘I have a few ideas I think you’d really enjoy. Did you cum while you were gone?’ I told her no, that I’d saved it for her. ‘Mmm, good. Maybe you can paint my face with it...

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Cherrys New Shoes

Cherry Adams was a wiry attractive redhead who needed a new pair of shoes. She owned over three hundred and fifty pairs, a mere pittance according to her. However, she was missing a pair that matched the color red of the new dress her boyfriend insisted she buy. “Cherry, you have red shoes,” he informed her as she slipped on her coat. She sashayed over to her rich, older lover and bent over so she could display her very ample bosom to his appreciative eyes. “Baby,” she cooed. “That red dress...

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