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Old 04-06-2019, 09:44 AM
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Episode 11

What Chelsea saw deflated all of what’s left of her remaining hope.

Instead of a stranger, or a waiter or simply anyone that could appear to vaguely help, Chelsea stared speechless as Sydney stepped in. The irony of the situation amused Chelsea. Given her circumstances, Chelsea would have thought that Sydney will be the best person to help, yet when she saw how Sydney walked in with her mammaries out in the open, Chelsea knew instantly and instinctively that the fleeting flame of hope that Sydney would have represented was extinguished.

Resigned, Chelsea slumped back into her seat, feeling the pressure pinning her hands ease a little. Seconds later, a guy who seemed to be Kent appeared in her peripheral vision, approaching the newcomers Sydney and Alex.

Still shocked, Sydney wandered into the room listlessly. She wasn’t paying much attention to her surroundings, but one thing certainly caught her eye.

Chelsea. Naked.

Held down by Kent as Trae pulled out from Chelsea, who was seemingly just done, Sydney’s brain has yet to work out what exactly happened, although her intuition gave her a pretty good idea. Jeremy and Vince were still busy looking at their phones and taking pictures when Kent released Chelsea and approached.

“Hey, how was it?” Kent asked as he moved towards Sydney, completely blocking her view of Chelsea and pulled her into a small hug. “Alex must have taken good care of you right?” he asked, as if nothing was amiss with the situation and it was perfectly normal for Sydney to be there without a single garment on.

“Huh?” was the only reply Sydney could garner.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s my turn now, I’m sure you’re still game for more right?” Kent placated. Leading Sydney back to the couch, he begin to strip off his remaining bottoms and reached out for Sydney.

“I know you love this Sydney, you were squeezing me exceptionally hard that day when Alex chanced upon us.” Kent said, his hands busy roaming Sydney’s body at the spots he knew she loved. “I’m sure you would love this, fucking in the open for everyone to see, especially in front of Chelsea.”

Sydney could feel herself getting wetter from just hearing Kent’s suggestion. It didn’t help that Kent’s hands were twirling her nipple and her clitoris, or that she was already naked anyway or that she kind of missed fucking Kent. Whatever it is, Sydney found herself mounting Kent in reverse cowgirl as Kent sat back on the couch. Facing Chelsea and the guys surrounding her, Sydney felt herself slowly stretched as she lowered herself onto Kent.

Nothing made sense to Sydney anymore as lust slowly but surely took over. The way she was brought up, there was no way she should be revealing her naked body to anyone until she’s married. Yet Sydney felt so right being filled by Kent’s thick, hot rod and moaning in front of everyone, her breasts constantly kneaded and her clitoris constantly massaged. Most of the guys’ attention was still mostly on Chelsea except for Alex, who began taking photos and videos of her gleefully, whistling as Sydney bounced on Kent, her boobs bobbing in a similar fashion.

Over on the opposite couch, Sydney saw Chelsea being helped up from the couch that she was lying on or rather pinned down on a few seconds ago. As if mirroring Sydney own posture, Vince and Jeremy quickly arranged Chelsea into a reverse cowgirl position as well, sitting on Vince while facing Sydney. The difference being how Chelsea looked like she was clearly in pain, tearing and struggling as she was forced to fuck Vince whereas Sydney looked like she was clearly in sensual pleasure, happily bouncing as she rode towards her orgasm. Sydney found that Kent was right, somehow, getting fucked in front of Chelsea aroused her even more as she came in less than 30 seconds of Chelsea’s new position, squeezing Kent so tightly that he quickly came in Sydney as well.

On the other end, the repeated intrusions have finally awakened Chelsea’s senses. She began to feel herself getting wetter below and in better control and she rode Vince, finally deriving some pleasure from the carnal act.

Chelsea couldn’t believe it when Sydney came into the room and began voluntarily touching and fucking the guys. She had always thought that Sydney was a goody-two-shoes, although the handjob exercise earlier clearly proved otherwise. Nonetheless, it was quite a leap for Sydney to be having casual, unprotected sex without restraint, unlike Chelsea’s current circumstances, where she’s forced pleasure the men at her own expense.

Chelsea’s train of thought was snapped short when Sydney let out a ear-splitting screech.


Chelsea had no idea what happened, except that it had followed by a loud groan from Alex behind Sydney. The two then collapsed as if all the energy had gone out of them. Before Chelsea could study the phenomenon more, she felt Vince lifting her up. Chelsea was then asked to get on her four on the glass coffee table in the middle of the room, where she was swiftly plugged up from behind once again.

Experiencing some pleasure mixed with the pain now, Chelsea saw from the corner of her eyes how Sydney is now moving on to licking and playing with Alex and Kent’s manhoods before she vision was rudely stuffed with a man-bush, the second male reproductive organ she had taken in her mouth that night. Once again reliving her nightmare of being unable to breath properly, Chelsea was well used and roughed up, with both Jeremy and Vince taking turns at her mouth and her pussy, spanking her voluptuous ass and breasts as they went at it.

Chelsea and Sydney were both dead beat when the men were done with them. They were completely disheveled, with their own perspiration mixed in with those of the multiple men they had and their associated bodily fluids. Pointing at their phones, the men sent a clear message: cooperate with us because we have a lot of material on you. It was as simple as that, yet Chelsea and Sydney knew they had to comply.

By this time, Sydney had lost her panties, having had them thrown at the other unknown couple earlier and made to go retrieve her bra still hanging outside the door naked. Thankfully no one saw her and she could quickly dress up, missing just one panties as she got back into her white tank top and shorts.

Chelsea wasn’t so lucky, she could not find her thong nor her bra, suspecting that one of the guy had pocketed it. Instead, she was forced into her figure-hugging black bodycon dress, the shape of her curves and her tits showing clearly, especially since her perspiration and other bodily fluids seeped into the dress, making it cling tighter to her than ever before.

Heading back to the dorm, Sydney was made to share a taxi with Alex and Kent, who squeezed into the backseat with her in between them. Each occupying one side of her, Sydney found herself bottomless and spread, with each guy holding each of her knees. Embarrassed yet aroused at providing a free show to the driver, Sydney attempted to hold in her moans as her clitoris, vagina and inner thighs were ravaged mercilessly by her companions. The taxi driver also had a few too many near misses from staring too hard at the action in the backseat rather than at the road. He didn’t even accept payment when they had arrived, seemingly satisfied with the performance granted.

Chelsea on the other hand, was accompanied by Trae, Vince and Jeremy in a separate taxi. Chelsea was made to practice her handjob skills in the backseat, having to handle both Trae and Vince adjacent to her while her boobs were fondled with from outside the dress, to within the dress. They even made Chelsea flash her boobs at the taxi driver, allowing the stranger to touch, knead and kiss Chelsea’s boobs in exchange for the cab fare.

Back at the dorm, the men confiscated the ladies’ room transponders (basically electronic keys) so that they could access them whenever they liked. Chelsea and Sydney were also made to sleep in the nude every night, something that will be audited and punished if any breaches were to be found.

And they weren't allowed to go home on weekends. Unless they had applied for and granted permission.

Finally left alone (naked of course), the two girls hugged and cried themselves to sleep, wondering what kind of trouble they had just gotten themselves into.
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Old 07-06-2019, 08:09 PM
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Episode 12

A few nights had passed without drama, though Chelsea and Sydney both clutched tightly to their blankets, their only protection, as they slept, constantly worrying in the way only women can if tonight was the one any of the guys were going to visit.

Yet all was quiet.

The duo had attended classes, completed assignments and participated in projects as if nothing amiss had ever happened. Their life slowly returning to normalcy, except they now appreciated the carefreeness and comfort of sleeping in the nude. And of course, the knowledge that a bunch of people out there had access to their private photos, their room and them any time they wanted to.

What’s to come, has to come, eventually.

The fateful night came inevitably, as a short beep signified that their door was unlocked at 3:00am in the morning. In stepped two men in sleeveless t-shirts and shorts. Duty-first, they first flipped both ladies’ covers, pleased that they were compliant. They could not resist the temptation to touch the places they weren’t supposed to, earning shrieks as the ladies were jolted into consciousness.

“Here, put this on. We're going for a walk” Alex said to an alarmed Sydney, handing her his L-sized black cotton hoodie.

Resigned at the intrusion, Sydney got up unwillingly, her heart skipping a beat wondering what the men had in plan for her. Sydney reached for her wardrobe, only to be stopped by Kent, who clarified that all Sydney will be wearing was the black hoodie provided. Chelsea on the other hand, is free to go back to sleep.

Relieved but concerned, Chelsea protested meekly but stuck to her covers as she watched the trio move out.

Sydney found that for a petite girl like herself, Alex's hoodie was more than enough to conceal her vital parts. It reached about halfway down her thigh, about as long as a miniskirt would go, a lot more modest than she'd expected.

The model this time (instead of Chelsea), Sydney was made to pose and flash herself for the photos that Alex and Kent had in mind.

They had made her stand atop the stairs, fingers touching her toes as Sydney bent over, leaving nothing between her legs left to imagination. They made her unzip the black hoodie all the way to her belly button, first taking photos of her revealed cleavage before the next set where Sydney had to hold the material apart, clearly showing her modest chest, while the zip remained entwined at the bottom at the gate to their dormitory.

Leading her out further, Sydney was made to lift up the hem on the backside of the hoodie at various points along the walk, letting the men photograph her bare ass cheeks. Sydney had to admit, the tasks weren't as unacceptable as she might have thought. The thrill of exposing herself and the threat of having a stranger or anyone she knew catch her in the act was surprisingly stimulating. As far as the pictures went, one could easily tell that the model was progressively getting more aroused with each shot.

Fortunately through of all her tasks, the trio had not encountered any one else, which is not surprising given the time.

However, the 24/7 starbucks in the middle of campus was still open and bustling with life. Thankfully, Sydney wasn't made to do anything embarrassing in its vicinity but was quickly nudged to the next building.

It was a short ride in the lift, where Sydney was made to disrobe, discarding her only garment for the night. She stepped out apprehensively, an eye at a time, when the lift halted with a ding. It was dark, with the only sources of light being the green exit signs strategically located through the floor as Sydney was led towards the turnstile in her birthday suit.

A simple leap was all it takes for the trio to overcome their metal obstacle. The smell of chlorine hit their senses quickly, exciting in the silence of the night. Sydney waddled into the water, feeling the cool liquid slide onto every single part of her body. She felt relaxed, lapping water onto her shoulders under the night sky.

Soon, Sydney was joined by her two male companions, who had by this time put on the same attire as her. Together, they frolicked in the water, careful not to be too noisy lest it aroused suspicions.

In the clear blue water, Sydney could see her male companions’ erections growing as clear as they could see all of her supple skin. The anticipation of what was to come excited Sydney, yet their inaction made Sydney wonder if they had really just come to skinny dip. Because if not, why haven’t they touched her yet? They had made her pose and expose herself. They had made her feel so slutty, exhibiting herself in public where anyone could walk in on them anytime but yet they have not laid their hands on her.

The pool wasn’t deep, only a medium pool about 1 metres in depth. But it was an infinity pool and Sydney was soon led to the edge where she could see the ever bustling starbucks in the first floor of the opposite building. It is here where to Sydney’s secret delight, the men had started to make their moves.

It started when Sydney was turned away from the scenery to face Alex, their tongues quickly battling as Alex finally got to enjoy the prize. Leaning in and wrapping her arms around Alex’s neck, Sydney kissed with a passion, her eyes closed under the moonlight in such a romantic setting. Alex reciprocated with a similar fervor, holding the back of Sydney’s head while his other hand roamed her exposed chest, kneading and groping away.

Focused on Alex, Sydney found her hips dragged backwards and her pussy penetrated by Kent from behind as she struggled to cling to onto Alex. They continued to kiss as Kent began pumping away underwater, much slower than usual due to the water resistance.

That wasn’t an issue given how the slow, deep strokes only served to intensify Sydney’s experience. She felt like a willing partner, voluntarily allowing her body to be used by the men. She was trying to cling onto Alex’s neck with one hand while her other attempted to reach behind her to find Kent. Answering Sydney’s summons, Kent moved in closer, sandwiching her tightly between the two men.

Sydney then felt her hands being pulled from behind by Kent, pulling her backwards so her whole body leaned onto Kent even as he continued sliding in and out of her. Her head was tilted back as well, allowing Kent to pepper kisses and licks along one side of her neck as Kent found the edge of swimming pool for support. Sydney’s back arched along Kent, her front was open to assault as Alex attacked her breasts, kneading them hard while playing with her nipples with his tongue. Alex intentionally teethed her nipples once or twice, causing Sydney some pain, which only serve to make her moan louder than she had planned. Alex also caressed Sydney’s clitoris with his other hand, driving Sydney crazy with the amount of stimulation her body was receiving all at the same time. She couldn’t help but start to moan louder, more frequently, with each moan more sensual and urgent than the previous one.

Sydney climaxed into the night when both Alex and Kent sucked hard on her nipples and neck simultaneously. Warm spurts also filled her insides as she felt Kent coming just after her.

Limp and satisfied, Kent got out of the water as Alex continued his time with Sydney. Sydney was made to face the edge of pool looking out towards the grass patch, where the starbucks was just a bit further out. Lifting Sydney up, Alex freed Sydney’s breasts from the water level, leaving it in the cool night sky as he began to plummet Sydney from behind. Barely recovering from her first orgasm, Sydney was quickly approaching her second with how roughly Alex was pistoning in and out of her.

If anyone ever looked up from below, all they would see would be the silhouette of a naked lady, with her modest peaks out, being repeatedly slammed from behind by an unseen body.

Alex also quickly finished inside Sydney, turning her around after he was done to a smiling Kent, who was capturing more material of them on his phone.

Satisfied, the trio proceeded back, with Sydney only having the black hoodie as both her cover and her towel, freezing in the cold night’s walk back to her room.

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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Finally, a writer who didn't massacre the english language. You got my +7.
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Episode 13

Chelsea tried her best to maintain her lifestyle.

Tried her best to continue living as if nothing has changed, except of course, it just did like never before.

Now used to sleeping completely naked under her covers, Chelsea felt herself strung tight every night as she headed for bed, not knowing whether tonight was the night there would be visitors. Jeremy has been appointed, against her will, as her manager, while Vince is now her exclusive photographer. So far nothing has gone wrong and Chelsea was really glad that she had extra help for all the sponsorships and endorsements that had come in after her popularity seemingly burst through the roof the past few weeks.

Facial products, fitness endorsements, even lingerie and bikinis to name some of the offers that she’d gotten. They weren’t from the most famous shops or blogshops who can afford better influencers, but it was a start, and one Chelsea was more than happy with.

Filling her schedule with unboxing videos, recommendation videos and scantily-clad wardrobe selfies for her endorsements, Chelsea was dead beat the night she was finally visited. It was almost 2am when their room door was discreetly opened, stepping in Jeremy.

Chelsea was startled awake when she felt a forceful hand gather and grip her left breast. She barely overcame her inclination to scream when she realised it was Jeremy manhandling her.

“Suck me” was all that was said as Chelsea obeyed, transitioning from lying on her bed to kneeling on her knees, quickly beginning the sickening task.

Sydney had woken by this time, silently watching while protectively hunkering behind her own sheets, roles reversed from previously.

“Mm, yeah, looks like your skills have improved a little. Look at me while you please me” Jeremy commanded, thoroughly enjoying the eye contact. “Yeah, that’s the way. Come on, work harder, I want to come on your face.” Jeremy spurred her on, feeling close to release himself as he played with Chelsea’s exposed mounds.

Chelsea felt ashamed as she felt herself getting wetter from the stimulation of her areolas while she was forced to give a blowjob. She had no idea she could get aroused despite being an unwilling partner. Strings of fluids interrupted her thoughts as they landed across her face, Chelsea squealing and squinting in response to the sudden assault. Unfortunately, this just led to some of them landing in her mouth, nothing new, but not something Chelsea enjoyed either.

“By the way, I accepted a job for you tomorrow morning, meet me at #03-05 at 9.30am” Jeremy snided as he pulled up his pants. “Oh and you’re not allowed to wash that away in the toilet, unless you walk completely naked there. Your choice.”

Sulking, Chelsea was left tainted and slightly horny when Jeremy left. Sydney could only give her a look of pity, both of them clearly knowing that this is more likely than not going to be their norm. Fortunately, Chelsea had wet tissues in her room, cleaning herself up quickly and snuggling back into her bed. Quick play with her fingers, her clitoris and her imagination allowed Chelsea to sink back into a restful sleep, apprehensive of the adventures awaiting her the next morning.

Chelsea had no idea who she was meeting or what she was supposed to wear. Since it was in one of the rooms in hall, she thought it probably couldn’t be anything too grand and pulled on a V-neck figure hugging beige top that showcased a hint of her generous cleavage and high waisted jean shorts that showed a little too much of her butt cheeks. Anticipation and dread each took half of her mind as she ran through her routine, from skincare to makeup before Chelsea finally appeared in person at #03-05, exactly on the dot, afraid of the consequences (if any) of being late.

Well the hype was overstated, since there was no one there.

It took a good 10 minutes before Jeremy arrived with Vince, who was armed with his camera. Puzzled, Chelsea asked if the appointment this morning was for a meeting with Vince, who by now literally had access to her (and her pictures) anytime he wanted and hence by extension required no prior appointment.

“No no, of course not. We’re a little early, the thing starts at 10am, so I thought we could chill here first.” Jeremy stated plainly.

The definition of “Chill” definitely differed in interpretation between them as Chelsea quickly found herself hot and bothered, caressed and kissed as tongues and hands roamed on and in her. Cheeks flushed, her clothes were slowly peeled away until Chelsea was left in the state she was born in.

“Hmmz, we’re gonna have to do something about that” Jeremy noted, eyeing the lower half of Chelsea, “perhaps something more permanent for the future. Let me go grab something since we still have some time”.

Aware that she was in a classroom, with what felt like minutes before the clock struck 10, Chelsea was beginning to feel anxious being this exposed in such a public place. Her worries never got answered, as Vince resumed his smooching and tongue fight, facing minimal hesitance and resistance from a concerned Chelsea.

Soon, Jeremy came back with a shaver, a bottle of water and a towel and the men got to work. They pried open Chelsea’s legs while she sat on one of the tables, clearly exposing her womanhood. It was a little moist from the action earlier and the men snickered to themselves at the effect they had on her.

Chelsea did have the practice of trimming her forest given that she had to wear swimwear and bikinis from time to time for her instagram, but she had always done it herself. And it was minimal, just sufficient so that strays will not peek out of her garments. Now two men are inspecting her womanhood closely, wielding what was a sharp weapon and mercilessly stripping them all away. Where the blade went, hair was replaced with bothered, tender red flesh.

The raw feeling of skin just shaved and how it was exposed in the open air was a new sensation to Chelsea, but she had to admit it did look kind of nice being barren down there.

Besides, the men loved it.

Finishing their haphazard job, Chelsea was quickly wrapped in the towel and ushered by Jeremy to the classroom next door. Unlike the previous room, this one was not empty. Rows and rows of male students were seated behind rows and rows of easels. Paintings and sculptures half done and fully embellished were littered at the edges of the room, leaving people to wonder if they were on display, or on standby for further, future work.

Chelsea took a quick peek and realised she recognised most of attendees present, given that they all lived in the same dormitory. Unfortunately, it also implies that most of them recognised her. Chelsea was ushered to the makeshift stage, a small rectangle about 6 inches in height, still in her towel (and nothing else) before Jeremy announced with great honor that they had the chance to invite Ms. Chelsea to be their model today. In typical showman style, Jeremy pulled the curtain to reveal the main highlight, except that it was Chelsea’s towel he pulled, to thunderous applause from the audience while Vince snapped away from a distance.

Caught in a bind, Chelsea had no idea how to respond, awkwardly drawing a curtsey and posed. Chelsea’s perfectly toned body was now on full display, the focus of more than 20 male hallmates’ attention as they sought to bring her from reality to brush strokes on each of their canvases. Chelsea couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, being this exposed in front of strangers and mere acquaintances. In fact, the knowledge of how some of the audience are actually her friends just made her feel even worse. It did not help that Jeremy and Vince were clearly trying to arouse her less than 15 minutes ago, leaving her just shaved womanhood glistening with a coat of her own juices.

And what was perhaps the worst, was the fact that Chelsea had no idea how long she needed to pose for, nor when this “event” was going to end!
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Nice story, please share more. Support your thread TS!
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Thanks for the nice story, and for the exciting update.

Looking forward to more.
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Episode 14

The curtains parted further and the lights dimmed as the advertisements came to an end. From bright colours vying for attention, the huge screen in front transitioned into hazy infographics of media companies and lists of famous people.

Sydney couldn’t care less.

Huddled in the corner for a morning show on a weekday, there were barely anyone else in the theatre. What drew Sydney’s attention away from the screen however, was a cold hand clasping her own, leading it until Sydney’s fingers dipped below the backrests of the seats in front and touched something warm, the whole region available for adventurous fingers to explore.

Tinkering under limited lumination, Sydney continued to stare at the screen ahead while she felt the familiar texture and strands of coarse keratin. Finally orientated, Sydney took her time, getting a good grasp to coax the rough and lukewarm being into a tough cylinder, before stroking it at a leisurely pace.

Sydney felt the patience of her companion snap as he went from sitting back comfortably to forcefully tugging her towards him in less than a second. With the wall on her right, the left of Sydney’s body was quickly flushed against her companion as a cold hand began undoing the button on her daisy dukes. The zip was next lowered and cold fingers dipped beneath the only remaining thin fabric.

Needless to say, Sydney and her companion quickly brought each other up to speed, until both of them were hot and panting in the cold corner of the cinema, oblivious to what was happening on screen and their surroundings.

“Blow me.” Sydney’s companion whispered in her ear.

The command only made Sydney wetter as she left the torso that she was leaning on and proceeded to descend towards what’s between the legs of her companion.

Strong hands stopped Sydney from going further. Instead, Sydney heard a command that turned her legs jelly.

“On your knees Sydney. I want that guy over there to see you sucking on my dick.”

Despite herself, Sydney couldn’t help but darted her eyes towards where her companion indicated. Seated in the same row as them on the other end was a lone male hurrying to turn away in response. It left no doubt in Sydney’s mind that this stranger is not only aware of what is going on, but actively observing.

Rather than shy away, Sydney felt emboldened.

Abandoning careful, discrete movements, Sydney instead chose to boldly get up from her seat, an outstanding presence, before kneeling comfortable on both her kneecaps in front of her companion. As if goading the shy stranger to look, Sydney gave the solid meatstick in front of her face a good cat bath, alternating between looking at her partner and the stranger as she lapped, teased and sucked.

It was tough work, but Sydney had to admit it was immensely arousing when she saw that the poor stranger was trying his hardest not to look, but couldn’t help but turn his head every once in a while before darting the other direction immediately. Sydney’s satisfaction is plainly displayed across her face as her companion relieved her from her work.

Stretching her sore leg muscles, Sydney stood up straight in front her companion. The flagpole Sydney was working on was still out in the open, erect in the cold air. Sydney also could tell that the stranger was now looking at them intently, curious about what is to happen next.

Hands at her hips, Sydney was swiftly turned around, allowing her to face the big screen once again. There seem to be some violence shown on screen as the character which Sydney assumed was the protagonist was engaged in a desperate fight against larger numbers. Sydney felt icy thumbs slither underneath her panties. A curt yank was all it took for her bottom to be displaced, as they slid their way down and rested upon Sydney’s ankles.

Naked from the waist down, Sydney was keenly aware of the stranger’s shy gaze, as she begins to feel for the first time, embarrassment at her situation. Sturdy hands guided Sydney on her descend as she shied away from both her audience and the big screen, choosing instead to stare at the carpeted walls on her right as she was filled.

An involuntary gasp escaped Sydney’s lips as the sensation of her sex being stretched taut sent all sorts of pulses up her spine. The familiar shape and sensation filled Sydney’s senses and she quickly worked up a rhythm, slamming herself again and again onto her impaler as Sydney grabbed the cushioned seats ahead tightly. It was her turn to be shy, as she intermittently tried to check if the stranger was still watching them.

And every time Sydney looked, her eyes would meet the stranger’s and she’d be the one who was forced to turn away, the tables having now been turned. Unfortunately, this did not stop Sydney from moaning in pleasure.

To make things worse, Sydney’s shoulders straps were now tugged to the side as her companion urged her to free her hands. Free from obstacles, Sydney’s top was yanked down in a similar fashion (as her bottoms previously), leaving bunched around her waist before her black bra was swiftly unclasped and tossed aside after.

Sydney’s body now left nothing to the imagination as hands groped her love pillows roughly. Sydney could tell that her only spectator is now clawing in between his own legs, albeit desperately trying to be discrete, unlike the blatant show Sydney was now putting on.

Having already came once by now, Sydney knew from experience that her companion was far from done. In fact, Sydney was next bent over the seats in front, her modest breasts resting on the soft, comfortable backrest while her companion plummeted her from behind. That did the trick as intense drilling soon led to another orgasm for the couple as Sydney’s companion pulled out and released all over her butt and back.

Finally done, Sydney remained slumped over the front seat, her top still bunched around her waist, while her companion slumped back into his own chair.

They did not move for at least a good minute before Sydney recovered. As she begin scavenging her clothes, her companion reached for her soaked panties on the carpet floor and tossed it towards the stranger. Incapable of stopping him, Sydney silently bemoaned the loss of another good panty before dressing up and getting ushered out of the theatre, the show barely halfway through.

“Well, that was fun right Sydney?” Kent commented as they exited the complex. “I could tell that you certainly enjoyed it”.

“You’ll need to buy me a lot more panties” came the only reply.
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Old 11-06-2019, 10:53 PM
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Episode 15

For the audience, it was a miracle being able to see Chelsea completely naked. Most of them have heard of her, seen her around, followed her on instagram or even relieved themselves to pictures and fantasies of her. Yet now they get to meet the fantasy in flesh, in fact, in nothing but her flesh. If Chelsea was attractive in clothes, she was simply stunning without, and every single man in the audience was captivated.

Credit where credit is due, Chelsea quickly adapted to the role she was thrust into. To retain any form of dignity, all she could do was to turn professional in a snap of a finger, posing as if she had been a nude model her whole life.

Chelsea felt like she could hear a pin drop in the room.

That is, if there was a pin, and if it was dropped.

Instead, all she heard was the occasional shutter clicking from Vince, the constant strokes of brushes on canvas. Chelsea had begun to perspire, despite not having a single layer of garment on. It was also awkward exchanging eye contact with any of the painters, whose eyes alternated every now and then from the canvas to Chelsea and back. Incessant worries constantly nagged in Chelsea’s mind as all her flaws were on full display.

Did she shave her pits properly? Was her hair all weird? Were there any bruises in places where there shouldn’t be? Does she have an awkward tan line nobody told her about?

Instead, an hour swiftly passed by as Jeremy announced the end of the session, to Chelsea’s immense relief. The same towel was quickly thrown onto her and Chelsea embraced what little cover it provided, the fabric a well-missed delight on her skin.

The trio waited until all the participants left before they retreated back the adjacent classroom they had came from.

Jeremy noted that it was now lunch time and how Chelsea certainly deserved some nutrition for her hard work out there when he was rudely interrupted by Chelsea, “What the fuck was that? Why did you sign up me for this shit? How much are we even being paid?!” Chelsea spat at him.

The interjection wiped the smile off Jeremy’s face as he turned solemn. Taking a step towards the blazing Chelsea, he simply uttered “Nothing. I volunteered you for this assignment.”

Devastation struck Chelsea from within as she registered the words.

Anger surged and Chelsea found herself poised and ready to strike, her palm flat, her arm drawn back to deliver what she hoped was a nasty slap.

“Oh, and we’re not done. There is still an afternoon session.” Jeremy declared, daring Chelsea to resist, to disobey, to strike as he looked straight into her eyes as he delivered his line.

Helplessness replaced fury and Chelsea slumped, the fight knocked out of her. She was instructed to swallow two doses of protein as an appetizer before her true meal arrived. A quick 10 minutes was all she had before Chelsea was once again pleasuring the two men for the rest of the lunch break.

“All right, thank you everyone for coming back on time.” Jeremy greeted delightedly. The congregation had left the comforts of the classroom and were now in the vegetation nearby. “The theme for the afternoon session will be “one in nature”, where our model Ms. Chelsea will represent a kind of rustic beauty not found in the bustling city that we are used to. All the best”.

The Singapore sun was at full blast, hugging each and every person there with its warmth. With the vegetation replacing the classroom as her backdrop, Chelsea was once again stark naked. She squirmed despite herself when her towel was once again taken from her. She still isn’t used to displaying herself in this way and couldn’t help but fidget in response.

Worse, Chelsea could see that her audience’s attention and eyeballs were drawn to her sex the instant the towel was dropped. Compared to the state it was in barely an hour ago, her pubic region looked clearly different. Her nubble was full and engorged, saliently displayed in front of her white skin. Slightly south, her folds were also moist and swollen, indicative of recent activity. Worse, as if to remind Chelsea of the hold they had on her, the men had spanked her ass hard during the lunch session, intentionally focusing on only one side. As a result, Chelsea was more than happy to front her audience, lest they see the contrast of one bright red cheek against the other creamy white one.

Yet, all Chelsea could do was to pose as if nothing was amiss. Although she could hear the audience’s thoughts as loud and clear as they judged her. Chelsea felt like meat to be apprised, vulnerable, yet she had to keep her head high, professional. Every look, every whisper seemed like a solid verdict on her. Chelsea silently wondered how many of them will be masturbating to her tonight and shuddered at the thought.

Leaves swayed in the distance as a gentle breeze passed. Coming quickly and leaving just as fast was Chelsea’s towel, put on when the session came to an end and flung away as soon as the participants had dissipated. Chelsea knew she ought to be surprised, but instead she sat stoic, simply awaiting the instructions that she knew was to come.

Shutters clicked away as Chelsea’s knees came into contact with the grass. Spread slightly, Chelsea formed an isosceles triangle with her thighs and the grass. The undergrowth was buzzing with movement, causing fine, barely visible hair on Chelsea’s legs to sprout upright as she felt tingles all along her calves that was firmly planted parallel to the field. Certainly disturbing, Chelsea quickly put all thoughts of any creature crawling beneath the undergrowth away as her fingers dipped within her own honeypot.

Slowing coaxing her own mentality, Chelsea thought of happy images and happier days as her biological tap came slowly to life. Seducing the camera has become second nature to her by now after all the hard work she had put into her instagram page and the training provided. Rubbing, caressing and stuffing herself with increasing vigour, Chelsea finally erupted, surprising herself at the satisfaction she received, momentarily forgetting where she was.

Truly one in nature, one with nature.
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Episode 16

Chelsea’s hair was in clingy strands, her breath was rasp and short and her chest heaved hard as Chelsea labored. It had been some time since Chelsea pushed herself this hard, but she had to admit it felt good.

It feels really good.

Chelsea’s muscles ached and her chest felt heavier with each movement before the music in her ears paused to announced that she had a new message on her phone. Trying hard to maintain her pace on the treadmill, Chelsea stole a glance and saw that it was from Vince, her exclusive photographer. Rolling her eyes, Chelsea ignored the message and willed herself to push for another mile, hard.

Whichever station Chelsea went, she attracted accompanying gallons of testerone. In a place like this, the gender ratio was already skewed enough, yet guys would try to be discreet as stood close by, pretending on work on their individual machines as they coped as many looks at Chelsea as they liked.

Except none of them were as discreet as they thought.

Well, nothing new Chelsea thought. She’s kind of a public figure and Chelsea knew she was hot. Didn’t work hard on for this figure for nothing right?

Grabbing her towel, Chelsea stepped off the treadmill after a brutal jog. The floor still felt bouncy and her knees felt weak. Eyes followed her every move as she wiped the sweat off her face and neck. Geared in a neon green sports bra from nike and grey lululemon workout tights, Chelsea’s figure was nicely displayed for her audience as she headed to the showers, various eyes pinned onto her rhythmic swaying motion of her butt cheeks.

Not forgetting a bathroom selfie for the gram, Chelsea finally turned to her messages:

V: Heyyy
C: I think we’re quite past “heyyy”, don’t you think? What do you want?
V: Nothing but the best for you. My birthday’s coming, care to celebrate together?
C: Do I have a choice?
V: Yes, you can choose to bring a friend! Jeremy and I are heading to a club this weekend.
C: Hah, why would I do that?
V: You might want to when you see the dress code~

Chelsea brought a friend.

The only possible one that she could. And Chelsea thought the dress code was for herself only. Turns out there was one for her friend too, albeit a less exaggerating one, but still…

Chelsea was genuinely surprised that there weren’t more people. After the nude modelling episode, Chelsea had half expected Vince and Jeremy to be parading her around half naked (or worse) among their friends by now, showing her off as their prized possession. Even more so since it was Vince’s birthday. Instead, there were just four of them, still fully dressed, lining up in the queue to enter the club on a friday evening. What a pleasant surprise.

Other than remarkably high heels four inches tall, the quartet didn’t seem look outstanding in any other way, blending nicely into the crowd.

Once they paid their dues in terms of waiting time and stepped inside, it was a different story…

-6 hours ago-

“Go to the club with you for Vince’s birthday?” Sydney asked, bemused. “Why would they want me there? Or rather, why don’t they just command me to be there?”

“I don’t really know, but it’s going to be a club and they said I could bring a friend if I wanted to, so I thought you were the only one I could possibly bring. I really need someone to look out for me out there.” came Chelsea’s honest answer. “Besides, there’s a dress code.”

“A dress code? What? Parade naked?” replied Sydney sarcastically.

“Well, no. In fact, for you, you get to choose. Sideboobs or underboobs. That’s all”.

“Whaaaat? Doesn’t sound thaaaat bad? I don’t have the clothes for it though?”

“Well, mine’s much worse, here, take a look.” Chelsea stated, showing Sydney her phone for the text messages from Vince. “Anyways, let’s go get you a dress, my treat. So… sideboob or underboob? Hahaha…”

-6 hours later-

As per instructions, Sydney removed her jacket while Chelsea unzipped hers the moment they stepped inside. Sydney was sporting a short one-piece ponte dress that ended sufficiently far away from her knees, even despite her petite height. While the material is different from a school girls’ uniform, the hem of the dress flares up if one spins with enough gusto, allowing the wearer to tease or the predator to inspect. From the front the dress looks conservative, having no neckline and patched straight up to the neck. Yet from the side it was generous enough to make wearing a bra literally impossible. It fact, Sydney often felt that if she swayed in any particular direction too hard, her mammaries might just wander out. Instead, all she had for protection was two nipples stickers and a lot of double-sided tape.

Chelsea on the other hand was wearing a stylish black leather jacket and a short navy-blue flare mini-skirt that barely covered the essentials. According to the detailed instructions, Chelsea was to wear a lacy g-string underneath and pretty much nothing else. She was also to leave the leather jacket unzipped the whole night the moment they stepped in, having only two criss-crossing black PVC tape more commonly used in the SAF for each nipple. Chelsea’s neckline thus extended all the way past her belly button to the top of her mini-skirt, and how much she exhibited depended solely on how big her movements were.

Vince and Jeremy’s eyes glimmered as the ladies got into their respective attire. Thankfully, due to the loud music, the crowd and the limited lumination, the ladies have yet to attract a lot of attention for their provocative outfits.

The party started proper as the birthday boy treated everyone to a three rounds of shots, effectively blunting everyone’s inhibitions. With more concoctions and drinking games, shouting was soon the only possible way to communicate. Everyone also started to become bolder, a strategy the guys were surprised had worked so well.

It had started with one having to share an embarrassing fact if one lost, but the questions and answers quickly turned sexual. Soon, knowledge dares turned to action dares and the ladies were asked to identify men on the dance floor they found attractive.

From daring them to do shoulder bumps, it evolved into discreetly touching their waist, their backsides and even their groins. At one point, the suave, well-built indian guy that Sydney had chosen had even grabbed her in for a kiss after she “accidentally” brushed the front of his pants with her hand. The other three quickly went to the rescue and soon all four of the quartet were all there dancing and grinding each other to the beat of the music.

In Chelsea’s various shenanigans, she had unknowingly garnered the focus of many present upon herself. Her slightly intoxicated demeanour, her provocative actions and her teasing attire had made her one of the more memorable damsels that night and many were trying to get closer. As a result, Vince and Jeremy had to “fight off” many attempts and instead surrounded Chelsea for protection.

Sydney on the other hand, was unfortunately squeezed aside in the throng of the crowd. Before she had even realised how far apart she had drifted away from Chelsea and the guys, she felt a firm palm on her buttocks, first encompassing and surrounding it firmly before giving it a light squeeze. Tantalized, Sydney turned around playfully, fully expecting it to be either Vince or Jeremy, who did not pay much attention to her usually. Instead, it was the handsome Indian that she had teased before, who seemingly was back for more...
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

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