Sarah's Story

Story by Tangrui

(Futa/M, Futa/F (soon), Masturbation, excessive cum, big tits, more than enough cock, hot girl, some romance)

Hey guys, I've been slumming around the forum for a couple of months now, throughly enjoying everything it has to offer but never giving back. So I thought I'd write some and share it with you guys here. Chapter one doesn't have sex, but it's necessary to read to get a good look at our protagonist. So knock yourselves out and please bombard me with feedback, I need to know whether to keep this up or not. Also feel free to pm if your feedback is excessive (i mean very insightful) or you care to start conversation outside of this topic.

Sarah's Story.

Chapter 1

Sarah absolutely beamed as she bounced around behind the counter, grabbing cups of coffee and pastries for customers and wiping down the countertops. She was thankful that her time at work almost always consisted of what turned out to be the best part of any given day. As she told anyone ready to strike up a conversation about her job (and there were many, hoping to get a phone number or date), this was “the best job at minimum wage anyone could have,” and she honestly believed it. Her coworkers, for the most part, did not share this mentality, as they schlepped through their work, not thankful for the decent pay and easy and entertaining work. Although what could one expect, most of the 20-something year olds employed at The Cup came from wealthy families with an equally pampered upbringing and only saw their jobs as a means to get extra booze and drug money that they would rather not disclose to their well-to-do parents.

But Sarah saw opportunities everywhere she looked, a natural born entrepreneur, and this coffee shop was no exception. This was one of few social hubs for Boulder Colorado, and not only had Sarah met all of her good friends here, she had ample opportunities presented to her by regulars that she took time to bounce some of her ideas for businesses off of, and had heard “Call me when you’re ready to start your (insert business idea here)” more times than she could remember.

Of course making friends and building a business network wasn’t very difficult when one was so personable and humble (with a dash of subtle charm) as Sarah was. And when the conversation turned to this subject, her closest friends were quick to mention that her looks couldn’t hurt either. Although many would argue, both close acquaintances and distant admirers alike, that that would be a blatant understatement. Sarah wasn’t cute, with bubbly giggles and sunshine, nor was she gorgeous, with exaggerated toothy smiles and a sultry jazz in her step. Sarah was one of very few that deserves the full description of “beautiful”.

As a customer and many times instant admire could quickly observe when looking across the cash register to the cheery barista taking his or her order, Sarah stood slightly taller than the other girls, at 5’9”, looking many men in the eye at the same level, with her large hazel eyes, that seemed to glow in direct sunlight. These pools were framed with freckles on her fair complexion smattered across her nose and cheeks and a few sprinkled around her collarbone and shoulders, only noticeable when she wore a summer dress or more open blouse, which was rare. But the slender face with the cute nose and big, hazel eyes possessed a few features that made what would’ve been a “cute” face into an absolutely beautiful one, notably, her feminine, yet defined jaw line and her elegant high cheek bones. Her very slightly wavy brown hair normally framed this stunning elegance thrown up in a loose ponytail or flowing around either side of her face and down to end at her mid-back. These features left many customers, both male and female, staring at her dreamily a few seconds too long, to which they uncomfortably would break eye contact and look elsewhere, sometimes down, which didn’t help the situation.

Here they would settle on her calves, normally exposed in the balmy summers when she wore shorts or a skirt, and their torture would start again. They quickly noticed her flawless creamy skin aside from the occasional freckle on legs both lean and muscular, long and slender because of her height, and as she turned around to grab the customer’s coffee, well… many times Sarah couldn’t help but overhear a sigh or even times a subtle groan, leaving the embarrassed customer a wreck of flushed skin and jumbled words for the rest of the transaction.

Sarah’s ass was Greek sculptor worthy, as was the rest of her body. But it was in her ass that her hobbies of rock climbing, Cycling, and yoga were evident. To luscious orbs of flesh flex as she reaches up to a high shelf to grab a clean cup, and her shorts hide nothing. It was a pain in the ass (no pun intended) for Sarah to find shorts and jeans that snuggly fit her double zero waist that she could work up over her ass to even try on. Many times, pants and short

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