CHERRY BOMB.

By jeaIous

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o. cherry bomb when a virgin meet the cherry popper. jeaious © 2018 More

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By jeaIous

FIVE HOURS EARLIER. . .

for the last time, stop trying to find my toys they aren't here anyway, wait ! don’t touch that-

oh ? jason said when he found a pile of paintings, more specifically, erotic paintings. just when he was about to reach for one, chérie quickly placed between her closet and jason.

jason had a large grin when he tried to tickle her sides in order for her to move which only made her whine and try to crush his hand in the process but she didn't move, nonetheless.

they are personal paintings, you can't- chérie let out a squeal when he suddendly picked her up and threw her on her bed before quickly running back to her closet.

chérie was a little disoriented when she pushed her hair out of her face as she saw jason with a painting in his hands, panic visible on her face.

there between his fingers was a painting that stood out among the most. it was his own face drawn in pure ecstasy with an unknown woman between his legs, face disappearing in the white of his thighs.

is that meant to be me receiving a supposedly very satisfying blow from a brunette ? jason questioned, eyes stuck on the painting.

chérie had risen from her bed the second she saw him holding the painting, she wouldn't exactly rip it out of his hands. she could but instead she played with her feet and stood with her arms crossed, don't feel so special cherry pop, i drew others that weren't you too, she tried to make a joke but it went to deaf ears as jason still eyed the painting.

it's hot as fck, he let out a laugh and exclaimed, finally staring at a very flustered chérie, i never knew you could paint, especially. . . , he raised his eyebrows and motioned to the painting.

i didn't know you fantasied about me cherry, he teased. he laid the painting on the floor while taking another one in the process.

jason didn't focus on the fact chérie didn't answer to his assumption as he looked at the other paintings.

they were a lot with bald men in the mist of fcking, a lot of pink and d!cks, you really do love jmac more than me huh ? he let out after a moment of silence. he must admit he was quite disappointed that there was more of bald man than the cherry popper himself.

i don't know, i guess i sort of had a kink for older man who look like they can destroy us, she muttered quietly and jason smirked. chérie looked back at him with wide eyes when she realized what she had just said.

does that mean i have to shave my head in order to fck you ? at that, chérie mouth opened and closed like a fish, not being able to clap back at this comment.

noted, jason smirked even more as chérie now more than ever wished that the world would devour her whole.

that wasn't what i meant,

you mean, you didn't want for me to hear that, right, enjoying teasing her, jason walked like a prey towards her as she slowly backed away with every step he took.

yes, no just- chérie sure knew life hated her when she slipped and fell on a bucket of paint. oh fck, my back, she exclaimed as her yellow dress was now covered with puddles of black and pink.

my bad, i didn't mean to, jason rambled as he put out a hand for her to take. despite the floor being slippery, chérie, after almost two falls, got back on her feet and stared at the mess in disgust.

jason kept apologizing which she kept brushing off since she didn't really care if her room was a mess. It was always a mess anyway.

chérie quickly processed to kick him out to find a new pair of clothes, not before asking him to not peek at her.

chérie groaned as she searched for at least one decent piece of clothing. as messy as her room was, chérie had completly forgotten to do her laundry and now all she had to wear was a pair of her grandma nightgown or a satin robe. she chose the satin robe almost instantly, wanting to feel at least confidence in the presence of the cherry popper.

chérie found jason snooping around. she stood in her pale robe at the door of her work room. it was where she mostly painted to avoid mess in the apartment. like she suspected, she found jason being a nosy fcker, as he wandered around the room.

enjoying the view nosy nose ? she exclaimed while crossing her arms as he turned around, now i do.

chérie only huffed, her satin robe was extremely thin on her body although there was still a little paint on her neck and arms, she hasn't bothered to wash it off since she didn't exactly want to let the star to wander off and find other objects she would rather not have him find.

you don't have to stare intruder, she moved uncomfortably as she tried to hide behind a blank canvas in the middle of the room.

his eyes then went back from her to the canvas, i want to paint you, he said out of nowhere, huh ?

go get some more wine pretty face, cause we getting drunk as shit tonight,

chérie struggled to stand still as her feet felt like they were ready to melt into the floor. they had a good amount of liquors, especially cherie as she tried to stay still in the dark room.

her messy curls where like a lion's mane around her face, her cheeks a tint of pink as her robe, eyes getting sleepy while she tried to not sneeze as jason tired his best to paint her. but what seemed like minutes turned to hours as chérie grew bored of standing like a statue in front of the pornstar.

doing nothing but stand and stare into the void of darkness surrounding jason, was boring. the sun had fallen long ago and her big windows were their only sources of light and so she was unable to see jason through the darkness but she knew he would see her because of the light coming from outside.

jason it has been hours, jason peeked back at her before going back to painting, hold on a sec, i can't get the right color to do your mole.

each time jason tipped his head around the canvas to get another point of reference, chérie thought his eyes would dart towards her bare legs and thighs, and to her very visible nipples straining against the thin satin that chérie now desperately wished jason would tear from her skin.

it's wasn't the first time chérie had thought about jason in that way but now as he was standing in front of her and she was completly drunk and high on boredom, chérie couldn't help but let her thoughts wonder to very explicit thoughts. imagining jason ramming into her from behind with his arms holding himself inside of her as his teeth buried themselves down into her spine. chérie blushed brighter than ever as she tried to cross her legs when her pxssy pulsed.

chérie, even if she was half drunk and half asleep, knew her scared promise she made to her mother, if she were to make a move. a move that could either make her look stupid or really satisfied.

however, drunk chérie wasn't exactly a responsible chérie.

paint me like one of your french girls, mccan, chérie pouted as her silk robe fell to the floor in a puddle of lavender, her fingertips ghosting languidly over the curves of her newly-exposed form.

jason snorted from where he was positioned behind the canvas, the retort he'd concocted stilling in his throat when he peeked around the canvas and saw chérie. his expression was unrecognizable, put your robe back on chérie, he instructed monotonously, his body still as stone but hazel eyes roaming the hills and valleys of her bare skin without pause.

or what ? she challenged while stepping forward, maybe you should come a little closer than you could find the right color for my mole, jason suddendly stood up from the stool, making the chair fall but kept his eyes on her face through it all.

chérie eyes were a little blurry from the moments she had been in the dark but she swore she saw him pick something up and hide behind his back, yet she was either too drunk or too horny to ask.

put your dress back on chérie, you don't want this, he said yet chérie moved forward until the moonlight hit her body under the windows.

her breasts were round and perky, her nipples a light shade of pink while her hips, large and wide, glistened into the natural light. her hair was a mess yet carved her face beautifully. jason silently cursed at the sight.

chérie was just meters away from him when suddendly he himself took a step forward. wake up, he said before he poured a bucket of pink paint over her head.

chérie cursed out loud, a girl wants to fck you and you throw a bucket of paint on her head, she shrieked.

her once naked body was now covered in the palest of pink, curving into the crack of her hips to the valley of her breasts. jason laugh was audible as she pushed her soaked hair out of her face.

he was still laughing when chérie tried to get out of the puddle of paint when she almost slipped. jason then bend over, his hands on his knees as he laughed even harder.

jason eyes teared up a bit and he tried to blink it away when suddendly he felt a whiplash of liquid thrown at his face. it took him a moment to realize that chérie fought back and threw paint back at him, blue paint specifically.

this time chérie laughed at his shocked expression. her eyes widened a second later when jason slowly steeped forward towards her. jason, i'm naked don't do shit, she tried to persuade him while backing away. instead, he lunged forward and tried to run towards her but slipped and pushed her on the floor, accidentally. yet with the numerous of paintings on the ground, they both fell on one instead of the floor.

fck my jmac and riley reid threesome, she managed to breathe out. jason face was just meters away from hers. her nipples were more excited than ever as the pink paint surrounded it the hardened nub.

jason would feel her breasts crushing under his muscles while he felt the warmth between her legs on his stomach. his hands was on either side beside her waist as he stared at her face. it felt like a scene from a movie, in slow motion. he noticed the tiny freckles on her nose and the paint in the corner of her eyes.

chérie was still complaining and cursing at him yet jason for the first time since meeting her, took a good look at her face. scanning every crooks and cracks, every flaws and hidden perfection.

jason can't brea-,

would you like to make purple my dearest pink, when chérie finally looked at his eyes, she almost gasped. it was filled with so much intensity and passion, she could already feel the pulsing beginning in between her legs. what ? she whispered, slowly becoming aware of her surroundings.

i'm not going to paint you like one of my french girls, he nearly growled. chérie stopped breathing when she felt the presence of jason's clothed cxck pressing firmly and unmistakably against her parted thighs, i'm going to fck you like one.

chérie felt the growing scruff of his beard when his lips suddendly melt into hers, his lean body molding itself around her. it surprised chérie as jason holded onto her waist. he slowly hooked one of her leg around his hip, his groan echoing in the messy room when he suddendly started grinding on her now very wet and naked pxssy.

chérie wrapped her arms around his neck to hold herself together as he buried his face in her neck, biting at her skin and not worrying about the paint staining his lips. his hips rocked back and forth against her open legs and she let out a moan when his zipper grazed her cl!t.

jason gently kissed along her neck to her collarbone to her small mole. his breathing was heavy with the movements of his hips when he finally reached the mole, a shade of brown mixed with a bit of white might do, he chuckled while chérie simply had her eyes closed and savored his touch. 

he went back to her face and kissed her closed eyelids, a blind way to ask her to open them. when she did, her eyes were rimmed red as her eyes were a bit teary.

are you going to cry on me now ? he tried to joke but instead chérie tightened her hold on him and she, herself, started rubbing against him, moving softly.

i'm dry humping fcking jason mccan, if i'm crying it's tears of joy, chérie let out a whine just as she started squirting. jason kept rubbing against her knowing that if he didn't, she could squirt everywhere.

damm i didn't know you were a squirter, he exclaimed before he attacked her tender breasts begging for his attention. chérie hands, who were once gripping his shoulders, slowly trailed down his back and caressed his muscles before it went under his lower back to his front.

in one quick motion, her hands managed to sneak between his boxer as her hand quivered while running her palm along his encased length, shit, he responded to her touch while the now sore nipple fell for his lips.

we shouldn't be doing this, he mumbled halfheartedly as she opened the button of his jeans and ran her thumb underneath his waistband, toying with the hair leading down to his leaking cxck.

i know, she countered as her thumb skimed over his hot tip, her mouth almost watering at the feeling of his pre-cum wet and dripping because of her.

jason kept, nipping at her throat just hard enough to further dampen her already drenched pxssy. his pants where now just as soaked as her warm sex.

jason let one last kiss on her neck before, he forced himself off of her and got on his knees. he took his clothes off in one swift motion. leaving chérie to gape at him.

his muscles were flexing as paint was still covering the parts the clothes weren't on. before she could say anything else, her eyes dropped to his cxck. it was hard and veiny, her mouth dropping open at his size and wide.

without thinking chérie clumsily got on her knees, and took his hard cxck in her palm and glanced up at him with teary eyes and tongue already teasing directly above his shaft without a second thought, jason's eyes were worried yet surprised.

jason didn't say anything at her sudden move as chérie dragged her tongue down the entirety of his cxck, his lips parting when she wrapped her warm mouth around his head. he tasted even better than chérie thought, loving the salt-kissed flavor coating her taste buds but she only hoped he cleaned his junk before coming at her place.

jason appeared almost pained as he watched his length disappear into the depths of her throat, disbelief clouding his features when she floated her tongue along the underside of his shaft slowly while fighting back her gag reflex like a champ.

your toys must be one of hell of a size if you can take my toy, jason hissed when chérie sucked him harshly as she inched his cxck out of her mouth, lapping up his pre-cum soaked tip.

like i said, dildos are a girl's bestfriend, she said before sealing her lips around his cxck once more, her wrist pumping jason's length seamlessly into her mouth.

jason kept whispering her name like a broken record as his hand fisted into her hair before he suddendly forced her farther down on his generous prick until there were tears stinging at her eyes. chérie then clasped her hands behind her back and relinquished all of her control to the man losing his.

jason moved his hips in harsh and smooth motion as he fcked himself between chérie's swollen lips while her thighs rubbed together with how much she wanted those hips to roll into her wet slit instead.

jason peered down at chérie with high, dark eyes filled with such ravenous desire that she moaned around his cxck, and he was forced to pull out before he almost came then and there. jason tilted her head back by her hair and exhaled deeply when she ran her tongue along her slick-coated lips, not wanting to waste a drop of his addictive flavor.

you're going to be the death of me, he groaned before pushing her back on the canvas, body always touching when his mouth collided with hers.

chérie's wrapped her hands around his neck as he peppered her reddened pout and jaw with increasingly softer kisses, her body unable to get close enough to his.

they both barely noticed the rumble of her almost finished canvas breaking under their weight.

yet, chérie definitely noticed the feeling of his back beneath her fingertips and the unintelligible pleas he branded into her chest with scorching urgency.

you taste so fcking good, he mumbled as his tongue swirled around her breast, her nails anchoring into his shoulders while his teeth tugged at her nipple, but i bet you feel even better.

the throbbing between her legs was unbearable at this point, the need for his cxck buried deep inside of her send an unfamiliar wave of pain straight to her core. yet, chérie knew better.

wait, i can't, jason almost felt disappointed at her words but as he tried to pull away, she only tightened her hold on him, both arms and legs around his waist, grinding against his abs for friction.

i'm not ready for that yet, but a girl got two holes. . . , at that, jason raised his eyebrows while chérie's wiggled hers.

jason smirked as he dragged his fingers from her navel to just above her cl!t. his palm caressing her pxssy lips before it flickered her nub. he kept playing with it with his tumb while one finger went in between her lips.

jason almost moaned when he felt the gush of warm spreading to his finger. although, jason knew the restriction and simply caressed the outside before going back to caressing her lips.

eventually when jason found her lubed enough, he got on his knees and took his cxck in hands, not before cleaning his fingers from her juice which earned a very more aroused chérie.

jason gently slided his cxck up and down her slit while chérie eyed him carefully.

jason, chérie warned as she watched his touch but stopped when she understood what he was trying to do. chérie squirmed from his hold as he used her arousal as lubrication.

he holded with one hand his cxck between her warm pxssy lips while the other squeezed her lips around his length. watching it stain him with wetness. he kept rocking his hips back and forth.

jason hold on, i- chérie shrieked when she squirted yet again. her hand came to rub her nub while jason kept his cxck running over her fountain.

chérie was red as the paint she used when she gasped for air after her sudden release, however jason quickly went back on top of her as he wished to waste no more time.

his hands now holding his weight, he started trusting. his cxck almost entering her pxssy but not yet. chérie let out a loud moan as he pushed a little to much and his head went a bit inside. however, jason pulled back just as quickly and tried to contain his movements before it went to far and ended up deflowering chérie by accident. jason didn't hate anal, but right now he much more preferred to feel the warm of her cxnt than her ass.

nonetheless, he still obligated at her  command as he grazed outside of her pxssy instead of pounding inside her.

jason kept rubbing against her cl!t and slit before eventually his d!ck got so slippery that he had no choice but to hold it in his hands.

removing his sweaty body from chérie's, he forced her to turn, back to him before pressing his chest to her sticky back and snaked his arms around her waist as soon as she was on her hands and knees.

his hands slapped her tanned ass, once, twice before he separated both ass cheeks and spat in between. using one hand, he rubbed his spit into her opening while with the other, he lubricated his cxck with chérie's arousal.

jason then took his lenght and gently positioned between her ass cheeks. he rubbed her cheeks around his cxck a few times and grinned when he saw precum oozing out.

damm mamacita, jason growled before he pressed a huge kiss on both of her round cheeks.

chérie holded back a groan when she felt his cxck going back and forth in between her ass.

noticing the lack of lubrication from  the air cooling his cxck, jason took back his cxck down to her pxssy and rubbed against it for a few times which earned pleased moans from both, one from her warmth while the other for the friction before he went back up again.

jason slided his prick between her cheeks while he moved his hands to hold her legs to prevent her from closing up on him before his hips suddendly slapped her ass when he made one hard trust, missing the entry purposely.

i'm going to fck your ass until you're begging me to let you come on my cxck, and i will make you beg for it, i will leave you so wrecked, so thoroughly destroyed that you will wish that i fcked you cxnt instead,

in that case, chérie mocked, forcing back a cry when jason glided his cxck into the opening of her ass, his tip threatening to enter her aching hole, fck me.

i was hoping you would say that, jason hissed as he raked his hands up her spine to grab hold of her hair, pulling her head back while he finally plunged into her.

chérie cried out as her elbows shook under the weight and the penetration while jason's hand anchored her body to his to keep her from collapsing. his lips ravishing her throat while chérie wondered how warm and full he made her feel.

she couldn't imagine feeling so much pain and pleasure without completely bursting.

he made good on his promise of tearing her apart, as her entirety was quaking and unheard pleas of more was filling the room. jason released his fist from her scalp and delivered a well-placed smack to her ass before gripping her hips until his nails created a half moon scar on her smooth skin.

you take my cxck so well, baby, he purred into her neck, both of their skin prickling with sweat when he swinged his thumb from caressing around the hole enveloping his lenght to her cl!t. both hands joined as they played with her cl!t before jason suddendly plunged into her pxssy.

chérie cried out when she felt him curl his fingers around and almost choked on air when he added two more.

her voice cracked in her throat when he grinded down on her ass, her hips circling his cxck desperately as her fingers clawed at the broken canvas beneath her.

jason, i'm close, oh god, she panted, whimpering when he removed his thumb just as she were about to gush all over his fingers. he squeezed her hips roughly as he smacked his hips into her ass, creating a beautiful sound that chérie almost thought she was making porn. jason then suddendly spat again inside her ass, and watched as his cxck used it as a lubrication.

turn over, he suddendly said as he withdrawed from her, leaving her feeling empty as she struggled to flip onto her back, his colorful tattoos appearing alive as they rippled on his damp skin.

both where now a purplish color, however a tint of pink was on chérie's hair and a tint of blue on jason.

his dark locks were abnormally messy, lips cherry red and veins straining in his arms as they spread her legs parts before his palms landed on either side of her head. he nestled his cxck between her ass and pushed in once more, reigniting the fire that was burning in her belly with every busting pound.

prove to me you want to come, jason commanded, his pornstar side showing as he switched from hard, penetrating thrusts to slow, shallow dips each time he felt her contract around his cxck.

wanna come, she breathed as she fall back from the edge again, her head limp in defeat.

jason smacked her begging pxssy, making it even more soaked and red than it already was. chérie could tell in the tone of his strained voice that he was doing everything he can to delay his orgasm in order to completely wreck her.

speak up doll, the neighbors can't hear you, he spat as he bend down to place a kiss on her stomach, just bellow her belly button. her stomach trembled as she felt his warm breath just above her begging cxnt who has been only touched by his hands and nothing else.

but god, she hoped to feel his cxck wreck her or even his mouth, but her scared promise was still present in the back of her mind.

let me fcking come, please, chérie screamed, barely registering jason's dark chuckle as he plunged into her ass one final time. his hot cum drenching her walls endlessly, her body seizing up against his as their orgasm rocked through their body and painted the walls in incredible ecstasy.

oh, baby, jason moaned as he tensed up, his convulsive shivers prolonging the indescribable pleasure she knew she would never forget.

chérie squirted yet again, and jason rubbed his stomach against it while he kept his cxck inside her ass still. feeling her clench and grip him whenever she moved or breath.

i guess you won't need your dildos anymore huh ?


































please tell me you guys
enjoyed this chapter cause
my ass spend hours of my
life writing it. and, no chérie
did not loose her viginity, our
girly got two holes for a reason
so y'all gotta wait for that. i don't
know if its anytime soon but
don't worry still, also i had to
change the vulgar words cause
i don't want this chapter to get
deleted, it might be annoying but
at least they finally boned and
that's enough for me  )





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