Asphyxia8489
08-14-2007, 01:10 PM
Hey guys, here are a collection of Story's from the Life of Sara site, I'll post up all 9 chapters now :)
Personally, the only thing I don't like about this series is the name of the male stud character, Jonathan which is the name of the guy my ex-girlfriend ran off with :(
Please be warned that there are a few mistakes in this story, also, I didn't write it.
Life of Sara, Chapter 1:
Welcome to the city of Montreal! It was the beginning of July and it was a hot one. Montreal was the home of the Bell Center, of the Montreal Alouettes, of the Olympic Stadium (with no Expos) and many other wonderful things. It was also the hometown of the lovely and sexy Sara.
Sara is a 25-year-old girl who graduated from college some time ago. She decided not to go to university (unlike her parents) and took a job at a local newspaper, writing articles. It’s what she wanted to do since she was a teenager. She was really good at her job and her colleagues where really impressed with her work. Five months ago, she moved closer to her work (in downtown Montreal) in a beautiful apartment on the second floor. Life was great… Or so, it was… Two months later, she got laid off from her work due to budget cuts. She had no more work…
Luckily, she saved enough money to last for a while, but she had to cancel the trip she had planed. She wanted to see her parents so bad. They lived in Toronto and where enjoying the remainder of their days. She had not seen them in over a year and she loved them very much. They loved her even though she had changed…
Two weeks since her last job interview had passed and by now, she was sure that it was another chance that slipped away. It was becoming a routine for her and she was really losing all hope of getting another job. Her reserves where getting lower day by day. She had unemployment insurance to help her, but it wasn’t enough.
It was 9AM in the morning and Sara was just waking up. Since she wasn’t working, she didn’t bother getting up early. She got out of bed and went towards the bathroom. She was only wearing a white t-shirt and white panties. She was about six feet tall and weight about 145 pounds. She had legs of a goddess and a very nice body (really nice breasts too). She had long brown hair, blue eyes, a cute nose and a beautiful mouth. Basically, she had the prettiest face you could imagine.
She entered the bathroom and closed the door. She was living by herself, but she preferred closing the door anyway. She went to the sink and began to wash her face. After she closed the faucet, she got in the bathtub. Before that, she took off her t-shirt exposing her beautiful and rather good-sized breasts. Then, she took off her underwear revealing something rather unique…
She had a dick! Just like a man has…
She opened the faucet and took her shower. She thought about the fact that maybe her boss laid her off because he found out that she was a dickgirl. Maybe it had nothing to do with budget cuts. After thinking about it real hard, she realized that it was not the case. “I mean, they were two lesbians working there and they didn’t get laid off. Everyone knew about them, even my boss. No chance in hell it was because of that!”
Sara was born a woman, but later in life, she decided to have an operation to have a dick added to her anatomy. It was hard for her to summon enough courage to tell her parents about the decision she made. She didn’t know how they would react. They said it was fine, as long as she was happy. She was relieved and got the operation.
Why did she decide to get a dick added to her anatomy? Because she wanted to become a man? Or, was there another reason for her sudden change in sexuality? She did not know the answer herself. All that she was sure of was that she wanted it and it made her happy.
She tried many times to start a relationship with guys, but it never worked. When it came time for the “I want to take our relationship further” part, she froze and just called it quits. “What guy would want to be with a dickgirl?” she wondered.
She was just getting out of the shower when she realized it was Friday. She always went downtown on Fridays, just to calm herself from the stress she’s had to endure since loosing her job. She went back to her room, took out a pair of jeans, a bra, a pair of underwear, a pair of socks and her favorite t-shirt. After getting dressed and putting on her make-up, she took her handbag and her keys and went towards the front door. She put on her shoes and went outside…
She eventually arrived at a shopping mall and stopped at a place where all the little restaurants where. She waited in line to get her breakfast: two toasts, one croissant, some butter and glass of orange juice. She usually takes the same breakfast that she loves at home, but on Fridays, it was always at a shopping mall. She never took more than two toasts and one croissant. More and she thought she would get fat.
She paid the cashier and was about to head to a table when a sale sign distracted her. Then, she bumped into someone. Luckily for her, she did not spill or dropped anything.
-“I’m sorry!” the person said to her.
-“No, it’s my fault! I was not… looking…” she said as she looked at the person she bumped into.
She could not believe her eyes. She bumped into a man. But, not just an ordinary man. The most handsome and well-built man she ever saw. He was probably in his early 20’s, same height as her, black hair, green eyes, shaved bear and mustache, well dressed (suit and everything)… “Holy Shit” she said in her mind. She thought she died and went to heaven.
-“Is everything all right?” the man asked, bringing her back to reality.
-“Oh! Yes! Of course! Sorry! I was… elsewhere!” she said still amazed by the sight that was in front of her.
-“Glad to hear that! Well then, if you would excuse me, I must be going. Good day!” the man said before leaving.
She did not stop looking at him until he was out of sight. She wished she had grabbed him and took him in bed with her. After daydreaming, she got to a free table and began eating.
She could not stop thinking about the man she just saw. “I should have asked at least his name, damn it!” she keep saying to herself. Then, she started to feel a little sensation toward her manhood. She was starting to have a hard-on. “This was bad! Getting a hard-on in a shopping mall of all places” But, after a while, the hard-on was gone.
She was about to get out of the mall when she realized she had to take a piss. She realized she didn’t go when she was taking her shower. The urge was too great to be ignored, so she went towards the woman’s bathroom.
When she got inside, there was not a soul. Not even in the stalls. None had their doors closed. That was rare, considering the fact that the women’s bathrooms where often occupied. But, for Sara, it was perfect timing. She went to the farthest stall and locked the door. She lifted the toilet seat, made sure there was no one around, pull down her zipper, took out her cock, targeted the toilet and started pissing.
“What a relief!” she was saying to herself as she was pissing. She really had to go. After what seem two minutes, she shook off the last drops, put down the toilet seat and flushed the toilet.
She was about to put her dick away when she suddenly thought once again about the man she bumped into earlier on. She began to have the urge to jerk off. “Not in here!” she said to herself. “What if someone catches me?” But the urge was too strong. She took her cock in her hand and began to stroke it.
She began stroking it gently and slowly while standing up. Up and down, up and down. Going a little faster after a while, touching her breast firmly with her other hand. She was really getting excited by what she was doing, and so was her dick. It was getting bigger and harder with every breath in her body. Pre-cum was already coming out of her dick. It’s like she was doing it for the first time since she had her operation. But, she knew it was not the case. The more she thought about the guy, the more excited she was. She was really feeling hot. She knew she could get caught, but at this time, it didn’t matter to her.
Now, she was stroking like mad and she was starting to feel like she was going to cum any minute now.
Suddenly, she heard the door opening and she could hear two women getting in. She quickly stopped what she was doing. The two women did not use a stall but where probably putting on make-up while talking about guys. “God, damn it! Hurry up and get the hell out of here so I can finish!” Sara was saying to herself in her mind, still holding her hard dick in her hand and her breast with the other. After a couple of minutes, the two women left and Sara began jerking off again.
And finally, she reached the point of no return. She let out a little scream and about six or seven shots of cum came rushing out of her dick to hit the wall that was behind the toilet. “God! That was good!” she said to herself. She stopped stroking and calmed down a bit before taking some toilet paper to clean the mess she made on the wall and to clean her dick and her hand also. She put the paper in the toilet and flushed it. She put her dick back in her pants, pulled the zipper up and got out of the stall. She checked herself up in the mirror to make sure she looked all right. She got out of the bathroom.
She got out of the shopping mall and decided to go to another one. One thing was for sure; she would not forget this day or the man she saw. She had to see him again. Maybe he was the right one for her. One thing was certain: tomorrow was going to be another day.
End of Chapter 1!
Personally, the only thing I don't like about this series is the name of the male stud character, Jonathan which is the name of the guy my ex-girlfriend ran off with :(
Please be warned that there are a few mistakes in this story, also, I didn't write it.
Life of Sara, Chapter 1:
Welcome to the city of Montreal! It was the beginning of July and it was a hot one. Montreal was the home of the Bell Center, of the Montreal Alouettes, of the Olympic Stadium (with no Expos) and many other wonderful things. It was also the hometown of the lovely and sexy Sara.
Sara is a 25-year-old girl who graduated from college some time ago. She decided not to go to university (unlike her parents) and took a job at a local newspaper, writing articles. It’s what she wanted to do since she was a teenager. She was really good at her job and her colleagues where really impressed with her work. Five months ago, she moved closer to her work (in downtown Montreal) in a beautiful apartment on the second floor. Life was great… Or so, it was… Two months later, she got laid off from her work due to budget cuts. She had no more work…
Luckily, she saved enough money to last for a while, but she had to cancel the trip she had planed. She wanted to see her parents so bad. They lived in Toronto and where enjoying the remainder of their days. She had not seen them in over a year and she loved them very much. They loved her even though she had changed…
Two weeks since her last job interview had passed and by now, she was sure that it was another chance that slipped away. It was becoming a routine for her and she was really losing all hope of getting another job. Her reserves where getting lower day by day. She had unemployment insurance to help her, but it wasn’t enough.
It was 9AM in the morning and Sara was just waking up. Since she wasn’t working, she didn’t bother getting up early. She got out of bed and went towards the bathroom. She was only wearing a white t-shirt and white panties. She was about six feet tall and weight about 145 pounds. She had legs of a goddess and a very nice body (really nice breasts too). She had long brown hair, blue eyes, a cute nose and a beautiful mouth. Basically, she had the prettiest face you could imagine.
She entered the bathroom and closed the door. She was living by herself, but she preferred closing the door anyway. She went to the sink and began to wash her face. After she closed the faucet, she got in the bathtub. Before that, she took off her t-shirt exposing her beautiful and rather good-sized breasts. Then, she took off her underwear revealing something rather unique…
She had a dick! Just like a man has…
She opened the faucet and took her shower. She thought about the fact that maybe her boss laid her off because he found out that she was a dickgirl. Maybe it had nothing to do with budget cuts. After thinking about it real hard, she realized that it was not the case. “I mean, they were two lesbians working there and they didn’t get laid off. Everyone knew about them, even my boss. No chance in hell it was because of that!”
Sara was born a woman, but later in life, she decided to have an operation to have a dick added to her anatomy. It was hard for her to summon enough courage to tell her parents about the decision she made. She didn’t know how they would react. They said it was fine, as long as she was happy. She was relieved and got the operation.
Why did she decide to get a dick added to her anatomy? Because she wanted to become a man? Or, was there another reason for her sudden change in sexuality? She did not know the answer herself. All that she was sure of was that she wanted it and it made her happy.
She tried many times to start a relationship with guys, but it never worked. When it came time for the “I want to take our relationship further” part, she froze and just called it quits. “What guy would want to be with a dickgirl?” she wondered.
She was just getting out of the shower when she realized it was Friday. She always went downtown on Fridays, just to calm herself from the stress she’s had to endure since loosing her job. She went back to her room, took out a pair of jeans, a bra, a pair of underwear, a pair of socks and her favorite t-shirt. After getting dressed and putting on her make-up, she took her handbag and her keys and went towards the front door. She put on her shoes and went outside…
She eventually arrived at a shopping mall and stopped at a place where all the little restaurants where. She waited in line to get her breakfast: two toasts, one croissant, some butter and glass of orange juice. She usually takes the same breakfast that she loves at home, but on Fridays, it was always at a shopping mall. She never took more than two toasts and one croissant. More and she thought she would get fat.
She paid the cashier and was about to head to a table when a sale sign distracted her. Then, she bumped into someone. Luckily for her, she did not spill or dropped anything.
-“I’m sorry!” the person said to her.
-“No, it’s my fault! I was not… looking…” she said as she looked at the person she bumped into.
She could not believe her eyes. She bumped into a man. But, not just an ordinary man. The most handsome and well-built man she ever saw. He was probably in his early 20’s, same height as her, black hair, green eyes, shaved bear and mustache, well dressed (suit and everything)… “Holy Shit” she said in her mind. She thought she died and went to heaven.
-“Is everything all right?” the man asked, bringing her back to reality.
-“Oh! Yes! Of course! Sorry! I was… elsewhere!” she said still amazed by the sight that was in front of her.
-“Glad to hear that! Well then, if you would excuse me, I must be going. Good day!” the man said before leaving.
She did not stop looking at him until he was out of sight. She wished she had grabbed him and took him in bed with her. After daydreaming, she got to a free table and began eating.
She could not stop thinking about the man she just saw. “I should have asked at least his name, damn it!” she keep saying to herself. Then, she started to feel a little sensation toward her manhood. She was starting to have a hard-on. “This was bad! Getting a hard-on in a shopping mall of all places” But, after a while, the hard-on was gone.
She was about to get out of the mall when she realized she had to take a piss. She realized she didn’t go when she was taking her shower. The urge was too great to be ignored, so she went towards the woman’s bathroom.
When she got inside, there was not a soul. Not even in the stalls. None had their doors closed. That was rare, considering the fact that the women’s bathrooms where often occupied. But, for Sara, it was perfect timing. She went to the farthest stall and locked the door. She lifted the toilet seat, made sure there was no one around, pull down her zipper, took out her cock, targeted the toilet and started pissing.
“What a relief!” she was saying to herself as she was pissing. She really had to go. After what seem two minutes, she shook off the last drops, put down the toilet seat and flushed the toilet.
She was about to put her dick away when she suddenly thought once again about the man she bumped into earlier on. She began to have the urge to jerk off. “Not in here!” she said to herself. “What if someone catches me?” But the urge was too strong. She took her cock in her hand and began to stroke it.
She began stroking it gently and slowly while standing up. Up and down, up and down. Going a little faster after a while, touching her breast firmly with her other hand. She was really getting excited by what she was doing, and so was her dick. It was getting bigger and harder with every breath in her body. Pre-cum was already coming out of her dick. It’s like she was doing it for the first time since she had her operation. But, she knew it was not the case. The more she thought about the guy, the more excited she was. She was really feeling hot. She knew she could get caught, but at this time, it didn’t matter to her.
Now, she was stroking like mad and she was starting to feel like she was going to cum any minute now.
Suddenly, she heard the door opening and she could hear two women getting in. She quickly stopped what she was doing. The two women did not use a stall but where probably putting on make-up while talking about guys. “God, damn it! Hurry up and get the hell out of here so I can finish!” Sara was saying to herself in her mind, still holding her hard dick in her hand and her breast with the other. After a couple of minutes, the two women left and Sara began jerking off again.
And finally, she reached the point of no return. She let out a little scream and about six or seven shots of cum came rushing out of her dick to hit the wall that was behind the toilet. “God! That was good!” she said to herself. She stopped stroking and calmed down a bit before taking some toilet paper to clean the mess she made on the wall and to clean her dick and her hand also. She put the paper in the toilet and flushed it. She put her dick back in her pants, pulled the zipper up and got out of the stall. She checked herself up in the mirror to make sure she looked all right. She got out of the bathroom.
She got out of the shopping mall and decided to go to another one. One thing was for sure; she would not forget this day or the man she saw. She had to see him again. Maybe he was the right one for her. One thing was certain: tomorrow was going to be another day.
End of Chapter 1!