If I had to think back to the times when this title applies, there are a few different occasions that come to mind. I can remember the first time I had sex with a girl, and it being her first time too. I remember the first time I was dicked down by a man and the first time I gave a dude the  business. These moments were special in their own ways because like it or not I was a cherry popper and also had my cherry popped.

This is one of my more fun conversations because it digs a little deeper, hits the emotions a little harder for some, but it ultimately raises the question: Do you like being a cherry popper? You see I know some dudes who enjoy popping cherries, both males and females, because for them it’s like a trophy and with some of their friends a game.. who can pop the most cherries, especially when they’re younger in their teenage years and early twenties.

I must admit that the first time I let a man get inside me, it was like somebody was trying to take my intestions out. LOL. And man, the pain from the first time will never be forgotten, nor will the cleanup after my cherry was popped. I’m not quite sure if that person know’s who he is, but if he does he will take it as a badge of honor to know that he was the first. It took me quite a while before I really felt comfortable enough to let someone go inside me deep enough to pop that elusive cherry and when he did, damn I was ready for it to be over. 

Ironically  enough, since that time, the number of cherries that I popped is a decent one, and quite frankly a number that I do not wish to grow any higher. For both men and women I have been a cherry popper, and while the initial thrill was definitely there, knowing that my dick was the first to grace the wetness, it also comes with some major after effects, namely that person being stuck, and attached to you because you took their one prize possession that they controlled the most.

The first cherry I popped was my first and only college girl friend, and boy did I kinda regret doing so. Mostly because she was just what I thought she would be..hooked to the dick, and also because that was the time that I was really in the internal struggle of preparing to out myself to not just her but to the world. We lasted thru Freshman year but that summer vacation is when all the beans spilled.

The first guy’s cherry I got, well that’s one for record books and the most recent cherry I popped was a shocker to me when it happened, but if I’m being completely honest, it definitely brought a smile to my face. I think the best thing about popping the cherry of someone you like is the events after the sex. The cuddling and laughing, the playing and joking, it all makes the experience worthwhile in the end. When pop the cherry of a random so to speak, the thrill is in the sex and afterwards you just want to clean up, maybe chill for a little and go on about your day.

I know not the most flattering of ways to mark the occasion but if you’re the cherry popper it’s definitely true. So I dare you to take some time and think back in your life, maybe it’s recent and maybe it’s not. Have you popped any cherries? When was yours popped and how did you feel on both ends of the spectrum, if it applies?

#Happy cherry picking!!!