A story ten years in the making

[Nitrolicious]

Looking forward! Bugis also has lots of hotels!

[haleluya111]

next broooo, hang in thereee

[apesking]

driving him to fuck her furiously thereafter.

[TheArtist]

Secret World



Jane sat in front of her dressing table, carefully applying her lipstick. She loved the process of dolling up and getting ready, and the transformation that took place as she fit herself in her sexy outfits. This afternoon, she wore a fitting black, spaghetti strap dress with a low neckline that showed off her shoulders and seductive cleavage. 

Jane looked at herself in the mirror, and reflected on how much she had changed over the past year. Her life had become a delicate balance between two worlds, each pulling her in different directions. In her reality, she was a married woman and a successful business development manager, living up to societal expectations and maintaining a composed image. But in her own separate little world, she was free to embrace her deepest desires and fantasies, unaffected by judgment or constraint. It was in this world that she felt truly alive, desired, and free.

The transformation began subtly. Initially, it was the thrill of the secret meetings, and the excitement of doing something forbidden. But as she delved deeper into her thoughts, Jane discovered a part of herself that she had long suppressed. The act of slipping into a tight, sexy outfit, feeling the smooth, clingy fabric against her skin, awakened a sense of liberation and power within her. The attention she garnered from men—strangers who admired and desired her—fed into this sense of self-worth.

In her little world, she wasn’t just Jane, the wife or the businesswoman; she was an object of desire. The sheer bodysuits, the plunging necklines, the high-cut dresses—they all became part of her freedom. Each outfit was a declaration of her willingness to embrace her sexuality and be unapologetically herself.

When she dressed up, Jane felt a mix of vulnerability and excitement. The sheer fabrics and tight fits left nothing to the imagination, exposing her most intimate parts to the eyes of those who looked at her. While fighting off the feeling of being objectified, she felt free. She reveled in the way men’s eyes followed her every move, the way their breaths stopped when she walked into a room. She was the center of their attention.

Jane’s psychology was complex. The duality of her existence meant that she constantly dealt with the contrasting demands of her two worlds. In her everyday life, she was disciplined, strategic, and composed. But in her little world, she allowed herself to be spontaneous, passionate, and uninhibited. This split personality was a means of balance. Each side of her personality balanced the other, creating a whole that was more than the sum of its parts. Talk about the complexities of the human emotions...

The men she encountered in her secret little world played a crucial role in her transformation. They were the reflections of her fantasies. It wasn’t just about the physical pleasure. Jane found herself emotionally at peace in her encounters. In her little world, she didn’t have to conform to anyone’s expectations. She could express her desires openly, without fear of judgment or rejection. This freedom was addictive. The more she indulged in it, the more she craved it. The secrecy added to the allure, creating an exhilarating contrast to the predictability and stress of her everyday life.

Jane’s psychology was also driven by a need for validation and acceptance. The attention she received in her little world made her feel seen and appreciated in ways that her everyday life couldn’t match. Her sexy outfits were an essential part of this dynamic. They weren’t just clothes; they were symbols of her freedom, her way of feeling her body and living out her desires.

As she navigated these two worlds, Jane became adept at compartmentalizing her emotions. She learned to switch between her roles, each personality complementing the other. The thrill of her secret life spilled over into her everyday interactions, giving her a confidence and charisma that made her even more successful in her career. Conversely, the discipline and control she exercised in her professional life helped her maintain a level of discretion and safety in her secret world.

Of course, there were moments of doubts, times when Jane wondered about the sustainability of her dual personalities. Could she continue to live in two worlds without one eventually consuming the other? These questions lingered in the back of her mind, but the allure of her little world was too strong to resist. The excitement, the pleasure, the freedom—it was all too much to give up. She wasn’t content with a life confined by societal norms, judgements and expectations. Her little world offered her a space to explore her sexuality, to push her boundaries, and to experience her desires. It was a place where she could be truly herself, free from the constraints that defined her everyday life.

As she stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the fabric of her tight dress, she knew that she wasn't able to turn back now. She put on a black, work jacket, covering her assets and got ready for a housewarming at her relatives' place. Her plan was simple, that was to visit her relatives, drop off the housewarming gifts and leave. Then she could be back in the evening when I came over from work. The plan sounded perfect.

[SSteelman]

Originally Posted by TheArtist

Secret World



Jane sat in front of her dressing table, carefully applying her lipstick. She loved the process of dolling up and getting ready, and the transformation that took place as she fit herself in her sexy outfits. This afternoon, she wore a fitting black, spaghetti strap dress with a low neckline that showed off her shoulders and seductive cleavage. 

Jane looked at herself in the mirror, and reflected on how much she had changed over the past year. Her life had become a delicate balance between two worlds, each pulling her in different directions. In her reality, she was a married woman and a successful business development manager, living up to societal expectations and maintaining a composed image. But in her own separate little world, she was free to embrace her deepest desires and fantasies, unaffected by judgment or constraint. It was in this world that she felt truly alive, desired, and free.

The transformation began subtly. Initially, it was the thrill of the secret meetings, and the excitement of doing something forbidden. But as she delved deeper into her thoughts, Jane discovered a part of herself that she had long suppressed. The act of slipping into a tight, sexy outfit, feeling the smooth, clingy fabric against her skin, awakened a sense of liberation and power within her. The attention she garnered from men—strangers who admired and desired her—fed into this sense of self-worth.

In her little world, she wasn’t just Jane, the wife or the businesswoman; she was an object of desire. The sheer bodysuits, the plunging necklines, the high-cut dresses—they all became part of her freedom. Each outfit was a declaration of her willingness to embrace her sexuality and be unapologetically herself.

When she dressed up, Jane felt a mix of vulnerability and excitement. The sheer fabrics and tight fits left nothing to the imagination, exposing her most intimate parts to the eyes of those who looked at her. While fighting off the feeling of being objectified, she felt free. She reveled in the way men’s eyes followed her every move, the way their breaths stopped when she walked into a room. She was the center of their attention.

Jane’s psychology was complex. The duality of her existence meant that she constantly dealt with the contrasting demands of her two worlds. In her everyday life, she was disciplined, strategic, and composed. But in her little world, she allowed herself to be spontaneous, passionate, and uninhibited. This split personality was a means of balance. Each side of her personality balanced the other, creating a whole that was more than the sum of its parts. Talk about the complexities of the human emotions...

The men she encountered in her secret little world played a crucial role in her transformation. They were the reflections of her fantasies. It wasn’t just about the physical pleasure. Jane found herself emotionally at peace in her encounters. In her little world, she didn’t have to conform to anyone’s expectations. She could express her desires openly, without fear of judgment or rejection. This freedom was addictive. The more she indulged in it, the more she craved it. The secrecy added to the allure, creating an exhilarating contrast to the predictability and stress of her everyday life.

Jane’s psychology was also driven by a need for validation and acceptance. The attention she received in her little world made her feel seen and appreciated in ways that her everyday life couldn’t match. Her sexy outfits were an essential part of this dynamic. They weren’t just clothes; they were symbols of her freedom, her way of feeling her body and living out her desires.

As she navigated these two worlds, Jane became adept at compartmentalizing her emotions. She learned to switch between her roles, each personality complementing the other. The thrill of her secret life spilled over into her everyday interactions, giving her a confidence and charisma that made her even more successful in her career. Conversely, the discipline and control she exercised in her professional life helped her maintain a level of discretion and safety in her secret world.

Of course, there were moments of doubts, times when Jane wondered about the sustainability of her dual personalities. Could she continue to live in two worlds without one eventually consuming the other? These questions lingered in the back of her mind, but the allure of her little world was too strong to resist. The excitement, the pleasure, the freedom—it was all too much to give up. She wasn’t content with a life confined by societal norms, judgements and expectations. Her little world offered her a space to explore her sexuality, to push her boundaries, and to experience her desires. It was a place where she could be truly herself, free from the constraints that defined her everyday life.

As she stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the fabric of her tight dress, she knew that she wasn't able to turn back now. She put on a black, work jacket, covering her assets and got ready for a housewarming at her relatives' place. Her plan was simple, that was to visit her relatives, drop off the housewarming gifts and leave. Then she could be back in the evening when I came over from work. The plan sounded perfect.

nice story bro... rooting for u

[Archerr]

Amidst the pleasures

[mafic2428]

This is interesting character, cheers!

[Ventus91]

Camping for updates

[TheArtist]

Blowjob

It was late at night, the room dimly lit. Jane and I were together in bed. It was some time since we had sex, so I reached out to her, my fingers lightly brushing against the fabric of her nightgown. As I gently pulled it down, revealing her bare breasts, I felt a surge of lust

Her nipples were already hard, reacting to my touch. I rubbed her nipples with my fingertips, feeling them stiffen further. Jane let out a soft moan, her body responding to the familiar yet ever-exciting sensation. I leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on her breast, and then flicked my tongue over her nipple, making her gasp.

Her breathing became heavier as I continued to play with her nipples, teasing and arousing her. I could feel her body arching towards me, craving more of my touch. I moved my hand lower, brushing it across her stomach and down to the waistband of her panties. I slipped my fingers under the fabric, feeling the wetness in her pussy.

She reached for the waistband of my shorts and slipped her hand inside, finding my cock already hard. She wrapped her fingers around it, stroking gently, her touch sending pleasures through me.

Without a word, Jane shifted, positioning herself between my legs. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and desire. Slowly, she took my cock out of my boxers and I saw her lowered her head in the dark of the room. She leaned in, her breath warm against my skin, and kissed the tip of my erected cock with her warm lips.

Jane's tongue flicked out, licking the underside of my cock slowly and deliberately. She took her time, savoring the taste of my cock head in her mouth. Her hand wrapped around the base, stroking in time with the movements of her tongue. It was both torturously slow and incredibly arousing.

Then she opened her mouth wide and swallowed my cock deep into her mouth. I let out a low groan, my hands tangling in her hair. Jane's lips formed a tight seal around my meat, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked gently. Her tongue continued to work, swirling around the tip before gliding along the underside. It felt damn shiok.

She bobbed her head up and down, taking me deeper with each motion, her hand still working at the base. I could feel the wet heat of her mouth enveloping me, the pressure building with each stroke. Her free hand moved to cup my balls, massaging gently, adding another wave of sensation to the already intense blowjob. The combination of her mouth, her hand, and the gentle pressure on my balls was driving me wild.

Jane increased her pace, her movements becoming more urgent as she sensed my approaching climax. She took me as deep as she could, her lips touching my balls and her nose buried in my cock hair. The combination of her mouth, tongue, and hand was overwhelming, and I felt myself cumming.

With a final, deep thrust, I came, my body shuddering with the intensity of my orgasm. Jane didn't pull away; she took all of my cock, swallowing every drop of my cum. Her eyes held mine, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she gently released me from her mouth.

Breathing heavily, I pulled her up to me, kissing her deeply. The taste of my cum on her lips was a reminder of the incredible blowjob she just gave me. It was a stark contrast to the blowjobs she used to give me, short, uncomfortable and I could feel her teeth. She also refused to let me come in her mouth. But now...

As we lay there a sudden and stark realization hit me. I lay there with Jane in my arms, her head resting on my chest, and the thought crept into my mind, uninvited and insistent. The skill, the confidence, the way she knew exactly how to drive me to cum—it wasn't just talent. It was practice.

I tried to push the thought away, but it lingered, stubbornly refusing to leave. Jane's blowjob, how she knew what to do and when, it all pointed to one undeniable conclusion: she had done this many times before. And it wasn't with me.

The reality of it hit me hard. A knot formed in my stomach, a mix of emotions building inside me. There was a sting of jealousy, a pang of betrayal, and a deep, unsettling sense of inadequacy. How many men had felt what I had just felt? How many had she sucked?  Surely the men couldn't resist fucking her after that.

I glanced down at Jane, her face peaceful and content, completely unaware of the turmoil inside me. I felt a surge of conflicting emotions. On one hand, I loved her deeply, cherished every moment we spent together. On the other hand, the thought of her with other men, giving them the same pleasure she had just given me, and willingly allowing them to use her body for their pleasures, was almost too much to bear.

It was a bitter pill to swallow.

Jane arrived at the hotel beside City Hall mrt. This was the third time she met with Ivan here. She felt a surge of nervousness as she stepped into the lift. She had met up with Ivan and have had sex with him numerous times before, but today was different. Ivan had insisted on bringing along friends to watch their most intimate session. It wasn't an easy decision but Ivan was reassuring. And she could totally be herself, not judged by anyone. Getting watched while she got fucked would also heightened her pleasures through the intense sense of desire the men would have for her. The thought drove her crazy. She was hesitant, but she decided to do this, maybe just once. This... Was her little secret world after all.

[SirLance]

Hope to read more updates.