Tale of Two Cities


    Chapter #41

    Episode 33

    For Sydney, life after graduation was very different. She had found a boring 9 to 5 job in a SME, and her only solace was the secret hobby she had, her adventures after work.

    She was glad to be away from all the drama in school. Kent, Tyler and the boys, instead finding herself proud of her sexuality and understanding what truly satisfies her, her preferences on bed and how to utilise her charms.

    School has indeed equipped her well.

    It was also precisely her experiences in school that led her into the brilliant idea of generating two personas.

    With “Sydney”, she dressed like her normal self, generally conservative, her tinder bio barely deviating from her university days, the occasional hook-ups a sweet serving of consensual sex. Generally not as popular, and definitely less used.

    With “Swansea”, the name inspired by Tyler, Sydney was a different person. With her ballroom mask on, her profiles on social media, Tinder and the like had nothing else on, her preferences bold and daring. The persona in search of the adventurous and audacious.

    As “Sydney”, she may find herself a nice dinner date, maybe even a movie before a quiet night of passionate activity, usually within the privacy of a certain budget hotel chain in Singapore. Fortunate partners may even get a second date with the sweet and average looking girl who was an above average moaner in bed.

    With “Swansea”, she was a beast. Frequently equipped with nothing more than just her favorite ballroom mask, Sydney partook in the best that the world could offer, in a personality opposite to her usual self, her inner demons released under the slim cover that barely hides half her face.

    “Swansea” could be found in hotel rooms not uncommon to “Sydney”, but they were rarely with just one male, although “Swansea” was frequently the only female. “Swansea” rarely rejected a request, acceding, accepting and enjoying whatever her partners may offer, although the partners “Swansea” engaged in hardly repeated. “Swansea” had no qualms about letting all of her orifices be used, even simultaneously, learning instead how best to enjoy herself in such scenarios.

    It was “Swansea” who had found herself confidently walking out of the ladies at the beach with only her favorite mask, a sun hat and a nipple chain hanging between her tits. Her mouth occupied minutes later while men lathered her with sunblock.

    The same “Swansea” who walked into a club with her ballroom mask, a black tube bra and a miniskirt to meet her date, who soon encouraged her legs to be coaxed wide apart on the sofa while some fed her alcohol and tongues of many others lapped at the free flowing alcohol down her womanhood.

    She even found that she was not opposed to cosplaying, since otakus were some of the most creative people sexually due to the depressing number of pornographic material they had gone through. Roleplaying as anime characters while other anime characters fucked themselves silly using “Swansea” often generated an intense session, where fantasy attempted to breach reality.

    Even extremities like hot wax and BDSM were within her comfort zones, only stopping when “Swansea” tried women and decided that she didn’t like that as much.

    A night of “Swansea” usually perked Sydney up well enough to enjoy her next day back at work, sore and hurting so that the quiet, demure average looking office lady have to sit delicately in her nice little corner of the office.

    =End of Whole story=

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