Little Cherry (( Solo, Hyper, Excessive Cum ))

Story by Vicious3745

This is just a short story I threw together this morning about a cute little blond getting started with her day. Leads up to a very sticky conclusion involving plenty of nasty gross lady juices. No toilet play though. You been warned! I'd love to continue it in the future, but no promises! Just have fun reading, ya'll ;3

The sun drenches over the city in a hazy blue light. The skyline paints a deep blue as yellow and white light pierces through it, steadily rising to cast away the long shadows of downtown. That light steadily pierces into a condominium as the hours of morning began to grow into a hustling, bustling time of the day. More and more photons illuminate a clean, under-furnished, and yet well cared for abode. Tall, white walls are filled with dozens of pieces of artwork, ranging from portraits of beautiful women to vast cityscapes, mostly oil paint and watercolor works. Only a few were framed and hung proper, while others piled atop of each other or lay upon an easel, further bouncing light into colorful hues about the studio apartment.

Kitchenette and couches all angled toward a television hung on the very glass wall that peered over the city, curtains opened wide to showcase all of it through that thick, UV protected glass 32 stories up. The sun glints off plastic coated furniture and further brought to light sleek, glass and metal tables. Anything with fabric had a sleeve draped across it. No carpets, and yet, on occasion, a random bucket is found in a corner, filled with cleaning supplies. It is obvious whoever happened to live here is intent on keeping the condo spotless. And whoever happens to live here is just around the corner in the last room.

In the bedroom, curtains, shut closed, forbid any light from seeping in, but like a sniper lining up a shot, a small crack in the curtain bounces light off the mirror on the far wall, and like clockwork, every day, unless it rained, yellow light slowly made its way right onto shut eyes of a puny, adorable, golden-haired beauty. She wiggles and bites her lip, quickly batting at the light in her face as if to shove it away. Rolling onto her back with a bit of a huff, she shoves aside her plastic wrapped blanket, not of her own will, but thanks to, well, we’ll talk about that in a bit. Her phone struck 7:00 am, a vivacious guitar riff fades in. Sarah whines, knowing her time has come, but the sudden whamming on that riff wakes her, and she cracks open her eyes. Another hard strum from her alarm’s music choice and she stretches wide, grasping her phone in a long motion and quickly shutting off “Eye of the Tiger” before the lyrics could even get a chance to motivate her to get out of bed! Shapely little legs kick aside that blanket and she swivels around on her full, shapely bottom, beauty one to work out just enough to stay strong, but keep her feminine silhouette. Being just under 5 feet also makes it wondrously easy to maintain a tiny, svelte waist, just barely visible beneath the tiny power puff girls tee shirt from her youth. She’s had the thing way before her modest, though full C-cups ever decided to fill it out and lift it from the hem of her panties. Of course, such panties were pushed aside, rather firmly and uncomfortably, for Sarah Cereza is perhaps one of a small population.. a hermaphrodite.

She glances over the abundant nature of her endowment, letting out another defeated sigh and steadily bringing a hand to it’s beyond-huge girth. Such simple motions seem to cause it to lurch and throb, stretching a good inch in every direction. To merely call her a herm would be an understatement. Hell, to call her cock big would be an understatement. Her softie out-does the largest porn stars on the internet, even when they’d lie, she is still bigger! But this morning, as is the nature of things, she’d awake to no mere softie, but an erection. Morning wood, with a reputation for being stubborn and painfully erect, stretches her shaft to its limits! Little Sarah couldn’t reach a hand half, nor even a quarter of the way around that shaft! Even with both pale, alabaster hands taking to her dark, dank, and ultra veiny flesh, she would still have a hard time stroking a shaft that proved more broad than her very thigh, rivaling even her waist! The tiny, pale beauty was in direct contrast to this monster before her, bulked out, calloused flesh covered in slime and sweat, thick foreskin covered cock crown wrapped up tight in a latex condom, steadily being stretched a little further and further toward the tip thanks to the constant, unending production of her erections seed! That’s right! Two, huge, pineapple rivaling nuts hang low beside her shins, lifting higher with a bounce as if to send a hug

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