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Old 03-07-2019, 03:20 AM
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Nice update TS, love your story!
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Old 03-07-2019, 08:30 AM
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

nice story, please share more. support your thread TS.
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Episode 18

“Alright, the time is ripe, let’s do this” announced Vince.

Chelsea looked at all the well set up equipment on the beach and readied her emotions for the shoot. As her instagram page got more and more popular, Chelsea has been receiving even more sponsorships and in particular, one from a swimwear blogshop who decided that her daringness in choice of outfits was an excellent attention catcher that they would like to hire.

While the sponsor had no qualms about the display of their swimsuits and bikinis in a swimming pool setting, Vince and Jeremy had insisted on shooting on the sandy coastline, noting that it was something that was lacking in Chelsea’s repertoire. Chelsea couldn’t help but agree, although she worried incessantly about the many more potential issues that are likely to arise without the safety, comfort and privacy of the pool.

Nonetheless, with the good grace of weather, here the trio are, everything set-up and waiting as they waited for the sun to descend into the golden hour for pictures, where the golden tinge of sunset appears to improve any pictures taken tremendously.

The only issue is that it doesn’t last long, and Chelsea had quite a handful of monokinis and bikinis from their employer to cover. The same employer who happen to be on scene as well.

Chelsea felt like a novice teacher on probation, with a senior supervisor sitting at the back of the class, judging her every move. She tried her best to ignore his presence, yet her eyes couldn’t help but dart in that direction every few seconds.

Nonetheless, as the golden hue took over the horizon, Chelsea got into the mood and posed professionally the moment Vince begin snapping away. Chelsea was in a simple, no frills two-piece bikini, the color of light, baby blue. Chelsea was feeling good and confident, posing comfortably with the skills honed over this short period of time to show her very best side.

The beach was relatively sparse, something Chelsea was happy about, although she has become very comfortable with longing gazes on her as long as her most private regions are covered. Bikinis and monokinis? Definitely fits the bill.

It took close to 10 minutes before Vince was satisfied with the first outfit.

Something that Chelsea was well aware of every step of the way. Perspiration dribbled down the contours of her face as Chelsea mentally estimated what this delay would mean. There were certainly more outfits to go, and the golden hour was as literal as it gets. Jeremy was also constantly looking at his watch as she posed, which only served to add on to her anxiety..

Thankfully, the first was done.

The plan was for Chelsea to change into the next outfit in a makeshift tent that was miserably put up, but at least does the job of shielding her while she changed.

Unfortunately, regardless of how many times or how many lingerie Chelsea has tried on in her life, it was difficult to wear one by oneself while ensuring that it was properly worn and that all the parts that should remain covered, were so. It quickly became apparent that Chelsea needed help after 2 minutes when she barely finished tying up the knots of the bikini top, struggling to deal with the knots of the bottoms. Jeremy quickly proceeded to help, leaving the task of supporting the makeshift tent to a disgruntled Vince. Chelsea felt slightly intruded upon as Jeremy took it upon himself to come in, although she knew, just as well as the other two, that her body belonged to them as much as to herself.

By the time they had finished with the third suit, the trio knew clearly that time was not on their side.

Drastic times called for drastic measures, and Vince snapped, requesting Chelsea to change faster or simply do away with the tent if that is what it takes. At least out in the open, Jeremy could quickly help her. After all, it wouldn’t be the first time Chelsea was completely barren in public right?

Chelsea’s face flushed as she heard Vince’s instructions. She looked around the beach and noted that there was indeed not many people around. A family or two interspersed amongst couples, groups scattered across the vast coast and of course, the representative from her employer seated right there in the same chair. Chelsea knew Vince had a point, although the fact that being completely naked in public without others in sight is quite very different from her current case.

With a sigh of resignation, Chelsea began undoing the knot at the top of her nape while Jeremy slid her bottoms to her ankles. It was a funny feeling, Chelsea thought, to be completely bare below while her top was still somewhat covered. The thought didn’t last long, as Chelsea peeled off her baby blue bikini top as well, fully nude this time while tossing the top at the side of the open luggage while reaching for the next one.

Her actions quickly drew murmurs. And the curious stare from her employer, whose eyes seemed fixated at her womanhood.

The same womanhood that remained available for anyone’s attention as Jeremy helped Chelsea with the knots of her next top. Even after she was “dressed”, Chelsea felt like any eyeballs she may have attracted while changing never left her body ever since. Yet all she could do, similar to her experience with the modelling, was to distance her emotions and act nonchalant, as if it was simply the job being done. Completely natural.

Soon, more and more attention began to focus on Chelsea as the disperse crowd subtly converged. They waited in anticipation for each set to be done for a glimpse at Chelsea’s naked glory in between outfits. Jeremy, even took the opportunity to advertise her instagram page, as if ensuring that the crowd knew exactly who this stripping girl was would make it all worth it.

If anything, it just made Chelsea feel worse, her privacy invaded in this way.

Progress was indeed faster in this manner, as Vince could continue to snap away even while Chelsea changed (even if she wasn’t done changing). It also helped that Vince was being less particular, moving on so long as he knew he had one of two pictures that he could work with.

Before long, Chelsea heaved a sigh of relief when Vince announced that the last set was done. Looking behind herself, Chelsea saw that the sun have yet to connect with the horizon, suggesting that the light was sufficient for more. A sense of dread crept up within her as she stared at Vince, fully aware that the very same thoughts were going through Vince’s head.

And just as Chelsea expected, there was more to come.

Whispers passed between Jeremy and Vince. The next moment Jeremy was beside Chelsea, whispering instructions that Vince has just passed. His hands however, never paused as it began to untie Chelsea’s bikini top, just like he did for the previous sets. Except this time, Chelsea knew there was no next set.

She was to pose fully nude. In front of this small crowd.

Even as Chelsea contemplated, she felt the drawstrings of her garments loosening. They had in their haste, only tied a simple, single butterfly knot (instead of the usual, secure double knots) and they were unravelling. Chelsea clutched at her modesty as the camera began snapping once again.

Following Vince’s instructions once again, Chelsea posed expertly, thankful that at all times she was told to either cover herself up with her hands in one way or another, or to position herself such that her poses were graceful, yet showcasing her assets and under no circumstances exposed her bare sexuality to the camera. In between poses on the other hand, Chelsea had left nothing to the imagination for her audience, who had become a silent, staring mob.

It felt as if the proportion of time Chelsea had spent naked were much more than necessary, as they continued even when half the sun hid behind the sea. Without a word, Jeremy and Vince began packing up, leaving Chelsea to fend for herself when Vince stopped snapping.

Chelsea was at a loss of what to do, awkwardly smiling at her audience while the guys packed. Finally done, Jeremy threw her one of her bright orange bikini bottoms, a pair of cotton shorts the length of FBTs and a small, white towel as he began heading towards the toilet to clean up with Vince.

Sorely inadequate, but better than being completely naked, Chelsea quickly put on her shorts, wrapping her towel around her chest as she half-heartedly waved goodbye to her audience and her employer before catching up with Vince and Jeremy.

Fortunately, none of the crowd decided to follow her, which was Chelsea’s biggest concern and a pleasant surprise.

But the next wasn’t...

Reaching the changing rooms, Jeremy took Chelsea’s protective towel forcefully from her and ushered her in front of them as the trio stepped into the male toilet. There was no door, but rather an angled, tiled wall that hid the space toilet behind the direct gaze of the masses. Chelsea turned the corner and quickly came face to face with the showering area, which had eight shower heads and accompanying soap stands. More importantly, Chelsea knew exactly how many of these showering facilities there were because the whole space was without partitions.

Meaning to say the two guys currently showering in “cubicles” about three shower heads apart could turn and see the topless newcomer walking in.

Chelsea wanted to scream, yet she somehow she knew she shouldn’t. She made eye contact with the two men showering and stopped them dead in their tracks as they stared dumbfounded, their individual rods coming to attention at the sight of a topless Chelsea being escorted by the two men.

Ignoring them, Vince and Jeremy ushered Chelsea into the shower head on one end, furthest away from the two strangers, who had by now lost all interest in showering. Vince promptly took off Chelsea’s shorts, leaving her in the bright orange bottoms while Jeremy dug for Chelsea’s matching bright orange bikini top.

Pulling out his camera, Chelsea was relieved that Vince was simply going to continue their shoot here, although she objected to the way that they just had manhandled her. However, instead of helping Chelsea into her matching orange bikini top, Jeremy actually looped them around Chelsea’s hands, which Jeremy stretched over the shower head while securing it.

Effectively, Chelsea now has both her hands tied to the steel pipe portion of the shower head above her with her orange bikini top while she only wore her orange bikini bottoms, her love pillows out for display and feeling vulnerable.

Vince did not even ask her to pose as he begun snapping away, capturing the helpless expression of Chelsea in this state.

Panic enveloped Chelsea, unsure of her situation and how she should respond. “What’s this?! Let me go!!!” Chelsea pleaded, her eyes beginning to soak with tears.

Vince continued snapping away as Chelsea moaned when Jeremy went behind her, kissing her ear and her nape while his finger came into contact with the external surface of Chelsea’s orange bottoms, resting lightly on her clitoris with the swimwear material acting as the only barrier. Jeremy’s fingers begun to rouse rougher in circular motions on Chelsea’s clitoris while Jeremy’s other hand seized one of Chelsea’s soft, full breast in his grasp. Tracing along Chelsea’s neck with rough kisses and occasional bites, Jeremy elicited sensual moans from Chelsea as he toyed with her body.

Chelsea could only attempt to twist and turn, her futile attempts at showing her resistance and unwillingness as the stimulation turned on her immensely. Jeremy and Vince had known very well by now where her soft spots and erogenous zones are and Chelsea could hardly resist, moaning uncontrollably while being pervertedly aware of the two strangers who were showering giving her uninterrupted attention.

Chelsea quickly averted their gazes, but not before realizing that they were touching themselves at the erotic scene playing out before them. Soon, Chelsea felt the drawstrings of her bottoms being tugged away one by one as her orange bikini bottoms followed the rules of gravity with nothing to hold them. The barrier now gone, Chelsea moaned out ever louder as her fortress was invaded by Jeremy’s forces. It was so slick that it catalyzed the repeated invasions, causing Chelsea immense pleasure.

Chelsea on the verge of begging Jeremy to fuck her right there and then when Jeremy stopped, instead positioning her lurid state in various lewd positions for the camera.

When Vince was satisfied, Jeremy came face to face with Chelsea and positioned his flagpole perpendicularly just underneath the folds of Chelsea’s kitty such that even if he thrusted forward, it would slide along the exterior folds of Chelsea and not penetrate her. Utilizing Chelsea”s perfect asscheeks as handholds, Jeremy thrusted and swung Chelsea’s lower body back and forth hard while engaging in a tongue battle with her. Chelsea felt pleasure rush up her senses, being tied up, manhandled, exposed and helpless in this manner, yet never feeling the satisfaction of penetration as Jeremy came onto the walls behind her, seemingly alongside with her two unacquainted audience.

Leaving Chelsea yearning for more, Jeremy hi-fived the two strangers, who were more than happy to enjoy the free show before he went to Chelsea and released her. This time, Chelsea was given the same small, white towel but instead of her bikini bottoms and cotton FBTs, Chelsea was asked to wear her just used orange bikini top as they marched back to the beachside hotel they had rented for one night for the purposes of the shoot.

In her orange bikini top and white towel, Chelsea could feel the stickiness of the perspiration evaporating on her skin and her thick, viscous womanly essence flowing down the sides of her legs as her desire remained unsated, her thirst unquenched.

In confines of the hotel lift that was surprisingly filled, Chelsea felt herself intentionally pinned into the corner by Jeremy and Vince, before her lady parts were teased discreetly, causing an unintentional soft moan to escape her lips. Chelsea could also feel the knots of her orange bikini top and the white towel being silently loosened.

When it arrived at their floor, Chelsea could clearly feel each of her garments slipping away as she had to squeeze through the crowd to get out of the lift, with no help whatsoever from Jeremy and Vince, who were ahead of her. Seconds felt like minutes to Chelsea, who felt her garments unravel second by second as the elevator door shuttered behind her. Fortunately, it barely closed before things went “out of hand”. Chelsea sprinted towards their room, praying that no other tenants in their floor would happen to be at the corridor at this time while her garments dangled loosely by, providing zero coverage.

“Fuck me” was the only thing Chelsea said once the door slammed behind them in the room, Chelsea peeling off the remnants of the dangling material and strode dangerously towards Vince, her expression dark and fiercely sexy. The duo were barely two steps away from the door. Reacting instinctively, Vince grabbed and fucked Chelsea hurriedly from behind, while Chelsea was plastered on the room door, slamming her once and again into the membrane segregating private from public areas, their copulating loud enough to be clearly heard by the adjacent room or anyone walking by their room outside.

Jeremy patiently waited his turn, choosing to fuck Chelsea in front of the hotel mirror as he stared at her satisfied face while he plummeted her from behind. Chelsea’s eyes were rolled back in pleasure, her initial cravings sated by Vince and now a delicious second round before her.

Chelsea willed Jeremy to go faster, harder, as rough as Vince had just been with her, but Jeremy seemed to refuse, instead focusing on having each stroke agonizingly slow even as he reached around and toyed with her clitoris.

*Ding Dong, “Room service!” a polite greeting sounded from the direction of the door.

Engrossed, Chelsea could barely process the situation before the sound of the door being unlocked and cracked open registered on Chelsea’s mind.

“What the fuck?” was all Chelsea could say as she felt her hands being forcefully dragged behind her back. Chelsea tried to hide her face away in the opposite direction while Jeremy exponentially increased the intensity, causing Chelsea to groan in pleasure without restraint and came right as the waiters walked in with the food Jeremy had ordered, witnessing and heightening her moment uncensored.

At least the serving staff had some decency, Chelsea thought afterwards as she munched on the much needed calories, as the waiter had left as soon as he saw the scene and did not linger, unlike many others earlier in the day. Chelsea found out later that the waiter only entered the room because Vince had requested he put the food down inside the room. Yet somehow Chelsea no longer felt as bothered or disturbed.

Needless to say, they trio thoroughly “enjoyed and utilized” the various amenities in the room, such as the bathtub and balcony. Not wasting a single cent of their money.
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Old 04-07-2019, 11:03 AM
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

this is a nice story, do keep the updates coming.
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Old 04-07-2019, 01:14 PM
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Very nice! Please continue bro
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Old 06-07-2019, 05:15 AM
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Many thanks for sharing this story, it's a nice read and certainly look forward to more updates.
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Keep it coming TS, really exciting to read this steamy story!
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Writer's note: I sincerely apologise, for I must admit that I have lost the motivation to continue this piece, although I have quite a few more episodes planned. Nonetheless, I believe readers would be looking for closure and if I am unable to push through with the whole episodes, I would attempt to at least write summaries of the plot of how this story ends.

But it's going to take some time.


Episode 19

*Buzz Buzz (handphone)

K: You ready?
S: Where are we going? I need to know what to wear!
K: Doesn’t matter, just wear whatever. And the plug. Coming to get you in 5!

“Ugh! Whatever, I’m just gonna make myself comfortable then” Sydney uttered, to no one in particular.

When Kent got to her door, Sydney was in one of the hall’s dry-fit sleeveless t-shirts and FBTs, her ass stuffed with the present Kent gave her. Sydney had never told Kent, but she had secretly been using it herself, deriving more and more pleasure from it and getting used to its size. With her current outfit, Sydney was half-expecting Kent to stop her and request for a change given how casual she looked.

Instead, Kent was in something similar, a dry-fit t-shirt of his own and simple shorts.

“Wheree aree weee goinggg~ tell me tell me tell me!” Sydney asked playfully.
“It’s a surprise! You’ll find out soon enough” Kent responded calmly.

After a journey that involves getting out of campus, onto the MRT, another bus before Kent led Sydney towards a HDB block numbered 851. Puzzled, as nothing about the block rings a bell, Sydney was led up to the 10th floor, before staring down a metal gate with the wooden door tightly shut.

Kent pulled out a key and announced, seemingly at the void ahead, “I’m home!”. Causing Sydney to lift one eyebrow in response.

“Kent brought me home? What for? Oh no is his parents home? Oh dear i’m in FBTs and a butt plug!” Sydney thought.

“回来了啊!怎么没跟我说今天有回来?” a tender feminine voice called out in response, interrupting Sydney’s thoughts.
[You’re home?! Why didn’t you tell me you were coming home today!]

Soon the person behind the voice appeared and brief introductions were made, where Kent conveniently described Sydney as a “friend” and ushered her into what Sydney assumed was Kent’s room.

Before Sydney could even get to nosing around his possessions, she heard Kent shut and locked the door behind himself, embracing her from behind and showering her with kisses.

Hands and lips explored without constraint as the couple quickly found themselves hot in passion, Sydney’s clothes getting peeled off one at a time. It was certainly unexpected and Sydney could feel Kent’s desire for her emanating, which was a huge turn-on.

“Fuck me” Sydney whispered, softly enough in Kent’s ears to drive him crazy. It took almost all of his willpower to stop himself from plunging into her right there and then.

“We’ll get to that” Kent answered as he pulled himself away, staring into Sydney’s eyes.

Reaching for his sling bag, Kent extracted two masquerade masks, passing one to Sydney.

“What are you up to you sly fox” Sydney hissed, eyeing him suspiciously. Whatever it was, Sydney knew she was game. In fact, she can already feel herself getting wet with anticipation of what’s to come, although she frankly had no idea.

Soon, a mask was all they wore as they resumed their foreplay. It seemed exceptionally erotic to Sydney, their naked bodies entangling with each other while their faces remained partially obscured. She even caught a glance of how the butt plug looked in her in the mirror as they continued their delicate dance.

“Remember, my family is outside” Kent said lustfully as his palm landed hard on the skin around Sydney’s delicate asscheeks. It’s Sydney’s turn to resist moaning out loud in response, needing no reminder that the only thing separating them and the rest of his family is the thin door that probably doesn’t do very well in sound proofing.

Slowly but surely, Sydney felt herself being nudged towards the window with each grasp and stroke that Kent placed on her. Realizing Kent’s intentions, Sydney found herself struggling against his efforts. Unlike in hall or a random public place, there is a real chance people could identify, enquire and trace the identity of the couple here and Sydney was not comfortable with what Kent was intending.

Sensing Sydney’s concerns, Kent assured her that with the mask, no one would be able to identify them and he would turn off the lights such that only the shape of their bodies could be seen clearly from the outside.

Reluctant but willing to please, Sydney agreed, feeling infinitely better with the lights off. Back in Kent’s embrace, Sydney was led face forward one step at a time until she was flushed with the protective railings of the window, her modest breasts protruding slightly outside. Sydney could pockets of lights in the flats of the opposite block, some watching TV, others doing their dishes, none of them have looking this way yet.

In fact, people generally do not seem too interested in what’s outside their houses, unless what’s within bored them so much they sought attention without.

Pleading to be entered by now, Kent continued to deny Sydney her satisfaction, instead tying each of Sydney’s hands high up above her head onto the milk-coloured, horizontal metal protective railings. Sydney was rendered immobile, helplessly stuck and gazing across nervously for any frantic eyes that might look this way. Sydney can no longer tell what Kent was doing behind her, as even turning her head was difficult.

Fortunately, Sydney doesn’t need to see to know what Kent is doing when a moist tongue landed just above her folds and fingers began tugging on her butt plug simultaneously.

“Ugh, Ahh, Ahh” Sydney moaned softly as both her love holes were pleased at the same time. Sydney tried her best to keep it down, cognizant of Kent’s family but the stimulation proved intense and impossible.

“AHHHHH” Sydney wailed when two fingers prodded into her love hole, even while her love nub was being sucked upon and repeatedly licked and the butt plug dislodged and relodged.

Sydney could hardly pay attention to anything else, closing her eyes as wanton lust took over. “Take me, take me now, please” Sydney begged even as Kent continued.

“May I on the lights now?” Kent asked playfully, continuing to tease and please.

“Yes, yes whatever just fuck me now”

The next thing Sydney knew, the room lights were back on and Kent slid himself gracefully inside her, starting at a comfortable, sensual rhythm as he continued to kiss and lick the sides of Sydney’s neck. The familiar feeling of Kent being back in her was too much to bear as Sydney started moaning uncontrollably again.

Trying to meet him with every stroke, Sydney began to be aware of the eyeballs they were attracting. Half naked uncles, some smoking, were now staring intently at the sensual coupling the two were at. Every slow stroke obvious as Sydney was pressed hard against the railing, recoiling from it momentarily as Kent loaded the next one. As if aware of the same fact, Sydney felt her hair being tugged roughly backwards while Kent’s hand groped her exposed breast roughly, seemingly to declare and announce through body language that the meat was taken, himself speeding up significantly.

All Sydney could do was to clench up her leg muscles, bracing for each hit as Kent took her again and again. Sydney found herself building fast towards her own orgasm when her thoughts were interrupted by two rapt knocks on the room door.

“Are you guys okay?” rang a muted voice from outside

Sydney was at a loss of what to do but Kent was not perturbed, continuing to finish what he had set out to do, until he pulled out at the last second and came on Sydney’s butt and back. Sydney barely came herself seconds before as semen pooled on the small of her back and traced down her legs.

Instead of wiping her down, Sydney felt Kent dipping his fingers into his own product, smearing them across Sydney’s sweat sheened skin and even applying onto a helpless Sydney’s face and boobs who couldn’t resist.

“Nutritious facial” Kent declared, despite Sydney’s verbal protests. Even dipping some into her mouth for a taste.

When Sydney was finally released (to the disappointment of her audience), she kissed Kent fervently, telling him how great it was and also to pass some of his sick semen taste over.

Kent was none the wiser, kissing Sydney passionately back before announcing that their itinerary was not yet complete...

With a click sound, Kent’s room door lock came undone as the couple stepped out into the living room. Kent was back in the clothes he came in with, but Sydney wasn’t. Instead, Sydney was in Kent’s clothes, specifically his white button-down, collared, business shirt. The sleeves were rolled up to her elbows while the top three buttons were left unbuttoned. Sydney was also only allowed the panties she was wearing a little while ago, showing a good amount of skin.

Kent’s dad could only stare wordlessly as the couple left the apartment.

The couple held hands as their strolled towards their next destination. There weren’t many people around at this time, although for the few that they’ve encountered, their eyes went wide with disbelief when they realised Sydney was not wearing bottoms nor a bra. The couple paid no heed.

“Alright, here we are” Kent announced.

On an elevated platform, a light breeze - albeit with a little heat here in SIngapore - blows in onto them. In the middle they stand elevated, atop the divider, sea of red lights rushing in one direction on one side, dulled yellow rushing in the opposing direction on the other.

“Here?” Sydney asked quizzically.

Kent answered wordlessly, frenching Sydney as they looked out at the scene before them. Pulling his own zipper down, Kent quickly urged aside Sydney’s panties and slid into her, earning a short gasp from Sydney, oblivious to all the cars that zoom pass below them. Barely moving below, he took off one more of Sydney’s buttons, sliding the sides of the shirt sideways until it revealed Sydney’s beautiful shoulders and collarbones, her tantalizing mounts just underneath.

To any passerby walking behind them, it looked just like any other couple smooching atop a roofed overhead bridge. There was no haste in the lovemaking, their movements slow and deliberate, until Kent finished for the second time that day, inside her. Sydney felt full, both physically and emotionally when they were done and decided, on her own initiative, to leave her soaked panties behind for the next lucky person who finds it.
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Old 11-07-2019, 10:43 PM
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

thanks bro for the story update!

always looking forwards to your continuation!
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Excellent stuff, do keep your story coming!
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Old 12-07-2019, 07:17 AM
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

this is a nice story ts, waiting for more juicy updates.
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Episode 20

“Alright, it’s a wrap!” announced the director vehemently.

Handshakes and thank yous began sprouting in soft murmurs, seemingly from everywhere at once as Chelsea did her rounds too. She had just finished filming an advertisement for one of the biggerer blogshops, which is considering putting it up on youtube, TV or even the big screen.

As a first-timer, Chelsea certainly had her share of hiccups, but thanks to the patience of the director and crew, filming seemed to take place rather smoothly, easing the Chelsea’s worries. Now that it was all done and dusted, Chelsea felt like a huge weight had just been lifted off her shoulders. All the research, preparations, memorizing of lines, actual acting - overwhelming for someone new no less - had not been in naught and for the first time, Chelsea appreciated what the chinese proverb meant by ten years of hard work for ten minutes on stage.

Furthermore, Jeremy had promised a sumptuous dinner after knowing all the stress and preparation work Chelsea had to endure. It was certainly something Chelsea was looking forward to, both about having a big meal and wondering about what the big meal was going to be.

Returning to hall for a shower and a change. Chelsea received the odd request to doll up for the post-filming celebration, although she was more than happy to comply. In a way, her interactions with Vince and Jeremy had made her a more confident woman. The thing is, being a hot girl, Chelsea knows she’s hot, but insecurities plague one’s mind nevertheless. If anything, the past few months had just resulted in her discarding them and learning more about her own body, her strengths and ways to flaunt them.

Which was why Chelsea selected a classy black one-piece that provided a decent neckline for the occasion, the dress wrapping along her curves tightly, with large swathes being intentionally thin such that anything beneath can be clearly seen. It matches well with her black maximiser bra, ensuring that while the bra and its outline can be appreciated without much effort, the career line it creates also draws attention like moths to a fire. It also ends modestly around mid-thigh, allowing different parts of the wearer to be enjoyed at the same time.

Chelsea can’t help but smirk when she saw how smitten the private-hire driver was when Chelsea and Jeremy were picked up from hall.
Approaching their destination, the restaurant certainly seemed classy. Quiet with black and brown colours, decorated with sake bottles along its walls and dark blue japanese tiles, the mood seem solemn and hushed. The lighting was also slightly dimmed, Chelsea observed when Jeremy and Chelsea were led into their seats, a compact but private tatami room that seem to be able to sit up to 6.

Instead of taking the seat opposite Chelsea, Jeremy instead sat by her side, prompting Chelsea to ask if they were expecting anyone else.

“Ah, Sir, you’re right on time” Jeremy greeted politely with a slight bow when the door slid open to allow the entry of their guest, a familiar face.

“Oh? Hi Director, sorry I wasn’t aware that you’ll be joining us this evening” Chelsea quickly appended her own greeting in response.

“I certainly hope the restaurant we have chosen and the offerings they have is to your liking. Please please, let’s have a look at the menu…”

Minutes later, the small, dark brown wooden table barely knee-high was filled with various Japanese delicacies, from sashimi slices of common fishes such as salmon, yellowtail and tuna, to tuna belly, fresh lobsters, raw scallops and sea urchin. Foie gras, Kobe beef and sake was also served for the small patrons of three.

The mood was jovial as they dug into their food, ordering more and more sake as it went down in an excellent manner with the seafood.

For Chelsea, history had proved that she was never the best drinker and if any, beer or gin was more of her thing. For strong alcohol like sake, it had only felt great when sliding down her throat but did not do wonders for her head, which began a low throb soon after.

As the eating slowed down and the drinking picking up, Jeremy thanked the Director once again for the opportunity given to Chelsea for her to gain some mainstream exposure. The Director humbly replied that Chelsea has done very well for herself, being a first-timer and all, the partnership most definitely mutually beneficial.

The pleasantries thus exchanged, Jeremy reminded the Director to remember Chelsea if similar roles ever come up and to look out for future opportunities for Chelsea. In response, the Director was about to utilise one of his many well prepared and rehearsed replies to such abundant requests when he realised this was no conventional, polite speech...

Specifically, Jeremy was stretching his arms over slightly light-headed Chelsea, pulling her closer into his embrace as he gave his pitch about more future opportunities for Chelsea. Like a well-practised surgeon, Jeremy slid a portion of Chelsea’s dress off her shoulder, slowly and deliberately, earning confused looks from Chelsea.

Chelsea was taken aback at the sudden gesture, desperately trying to establish eye contact with Jeremy even as he continued. Chelsea whispered urgently to get Jeremy’s attention, not daring to outrightly reject his advances yet wondering whether Jeremy was drunk, given how he appears to be sexually motivated despite the audience. It may have been a little kinky, Chelsea admits, to engage in coitus with a chance of exposure. To do her in front of someone respectable and known is a completely different ball game altogether.

However, Jeremy simply ignored her and locked gazes with the Director as he proceeded to work on the other shoulder, sliding the dress off with equal lack of haste and precision.

Seeing that his counterpart was still unmoved, Jeremy slid his palm underneath Chelsea’s dress, to her utter horror, and hooked his forefinger over the waistband of her matching black lace panties and tugged. Freeing her privates, Jeremy openly stroked Chelsea’s slit with equal purpose while Chelsea was paralyzed with indecision at the situation on hand.

Chelsea didn’t quite know how to react, frozen in place as each stroke brought more blood to her already flushed cheeks. Chelsea could barely form the words of resistance in her mouth before she felt her nether regions flushed with arousal, the urge to moan overcoming the urge to resist. As if sensing her reluctance, Jeremy simply tipped Chelsea’s head back, letting her lean back on Jeremy’s chest as the strokes moved like clockwork while the gazes return to the stalemate.

The impasse was finally broken when Jeremy progressed as far as peeling back one of Chelsea’s bra cups to manipulate her light brown nipple even as the action below continued, drawing a smile from the Director whose demeanor had been solemn throughout. The transaction concluded, Jeremy patted Chelsea’s ass twice, requesting that she now provide some pleasure to the expectantly awaiting Director.

Going around the table with wobbly knees, Chelsea found herself moving without hesitation, reaching in for the zip and belt before her oral cavity engulfed the rigid member that had been kept waiting. Conversation between the men progressed, but Chelsea hardly registered anything, her mind preoccupied by the modest erectile tissue in her mouth while palms atop her head and wrapped about one of her breasts distracted her.

“I’m glad our offering delights you, I have prepared this for your enjoyment, no less. Give me a call if you need me again good sir...” Chelsea heard Jeremy drone on from the other side, before a gentle hand lifted her chin up and the Director began to get dressed.

Confused and disconnected, Chelsea was helped back into her clothes, her undies still with Jeremy, before she was paraded to the posh elevator, her head resting on the Director’s shoulder, his open palm firmly on her butt.

A few cups of tea later, Jeremy found his phone ringing.

“Hello?” Jeremy answered apprehensively. It was the Director.

“Hey Jeremy, uh, I’m almost done here. Come up now.” the Director replied.

“Sure thing” Jeremy answered, unsure what to make of the phone call. To start, Jeremy swore he could hear Chelsea screaming and moaning in the background. It was nothing like how she was when she was with Vince and him. It sounded... different. To add, it certainly didn’t sound like they were done, so why did the Director call him now? Why not wait until he was done?

And perhaps most importantly, what was the Director doing to Chelsea?!

Stashing his burning questions aside, Jeremy made his way to the room he had booked earlier. Tapping firmly on the door twice, he could hear muffled commotion and sounds of shuffled feet within before the door swung open.

Jeremy swore he could have heard the sound of his jaw hitting the floor.

Before him was Chelsea, still connected at the hip with the Director, who had just opened the door. Both were completely naked. Chelsea’s makeup was smudged, her hair a mess and Chelsea looked like she had just been crying. Her eyes were red, her face was red and light bruises were beginning to appear at random places in Chelsea’s body. At places where it wasn’t already covered by crude words scrawled by black permanent marker ink that is.

In the narrow doorway, the Director behind Chelsea, still putting in the occasional pump, greeted Jeremy and instructed him to hold Chelsea down, securing her hands to the wall.

For whatever it was that the Director had planned, Chelsea resisted wholeheartedly. Even a smack or two to the head was apparently not enough to convince her.

Jeremy was wrought with indecision at the request. He could clearly see Chelsea’s pleading eyes, see her shaking her head discreetly, silently mouthing for him not to do it, begging with her life. Yet given how much they have already committed, it did not make any sense for them to stop now. Looking away, Jeremy steeled his will and grabbed onto the wrist of Chelsea, firmly pressing them into the wall, kicking the door close behind himself with a backswing of his feet.

Two things happened at once.

For Chelsea, the fight went completely out of her. She knew she could try her best against one man, but it was an inconceivable task against two. Chelsea could only close her eyes and grit her teeth for what is to come, her experiences with even Vince and Jeremy insufficient to prepare her for something like this.

For the Director, he sniggered triumphantly, muttering “yes yes…” as he pulled out of Chelsea. Re-adjusting his aim, he aligned his tool with his objective and thrusted hard, earning loud wails from Chelsea at the pain produced. However, without any preparation or help, the Director did not succeed, having to repeat the process two times before he found himself firmly lodged within Chelsea’s chrysanthemum, earning angry protests from her, floodgates in her tear ducts opening right up once again.

When it was all said and done, the Director put on his clothes, sated for the evening. Chelsea lay slumped on the queen-sized bed, one hand clutching her throbbing butt. The Director took out wads of blue currency and unceremoniously dumped them on Chelsea’s unmoving body, seemingly to humiliate her further before exiting the room.

“I don’t ever want to have anything to do with that guy again” Chelsea stated resolutely into the silence, five minutes after the Director left. Jeremy sighed in despair, understanding that after all of the efforts tonight, including Chelsea’s sacrifice, has just done the drain in lieu of Chelsea’s decision. Yet even Jeremy couldn’t bring himself to force Chelsea given what he had just witnessed, Chelsea’s body still fresh with the bruises and words like “Slut”, “Bitch” and “Whore” in black permanent marker ink.
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

nice story, keep on sharing the updates TS.
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

please share more updates ts, it's a really nice story.
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Re: Tale of Two Cities

Developmemt of the story getting nice
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