munki-13001710 @munki-13001710
The sun was setting over the small town of Willow Creek, casting a warm orange glow over the quaint streets and homes. It was the summer of 1999, and I was just finishing up my junior year in high school. My name is Cherry Bomb, but everyone called me Cherry for short. I was known for being the bad girl of our little group of friends - always pushing boundaries, never saying no to a dare, and never backing down from a challenge.
As a teenager, I was still finding myself and my place in the world. But there was one thing that I knew for certain: I loved boys. Specifically, I loved giving them head. There was something about the way their eyes would roll back in their heads as I wrapped my lips around their cock that just made me feel alive.
So when my boyfriend at the time asked me to give him a blowjob while we were hanging out in his truck one afternoon, I didn't even hesitate. I crawled over to him on all fours and started sucking his dick like it was my job (which, at the time, it kind of felt like). He moaned and groaned as I bobbed up and down on him, but I just kept going, lost in the moment and the sensation of having my mouth full of cock.
As we continued to make out and suck each other off, I couldn't help but think about how much I loved this feeling. There was something so empowering about being able to bring a guy pleasure
