Hitomi the Social Superstar Slut

(Note: This story is part of an ongoing series of stories involving Original Characters)
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Sitting in her apartment, Sara Reed reclined naked on her couch, a glass of wine in her hand as she stared up at the display on her television screen. She had tied her TV to her private computer and set it to take vocal commands. On the coffee table in front of her was a list of girls with either a check or an X by their names.

 

“VIC, how many applications remain?” she asked aloud.

 

Answered a robotic, genderless voice from the T.V. The voice belonged to V.I.C., or Voice Input Control, an A.I. developed by the I.T. department of BSU. Blew all other vocal command systems out of the water. Sara’s only complaint was the name and voice both sucked.

 

Sara really needed to find someone to be the new voice for the computer, that mechanical voice was just too creepy.

 

“Display file.” she said aloud.

 

There was a soft beep and the screen showed the image of a young girl with huge tits! She had black and yellow dyed hair cut short and dark colored eyes.

 

“Hitomi” the name on the file read. A pretty one, that’s for certain, and she HAD to be using BimboGel, there’s no way those are totally natural, and Sara knew implants when she saw them. No matter how good the surgeon, she knew how to spot even the faintest scars. Even if the girl had the scars removed, implants had a certain shape to them that a trained eye could easily see.

 

“Hmmmh…” she moaned softly as she skimmed over the basic information, high GPA, the usual. Sara frowned slightly when she saw no school extracurriculars, but she blinked when she saw that she did have a TON of unofficial extracurriculars.

 

“Youtube and Twitch, over a couple million subscribers…Instagram and Twitter, over six million followersssss…” she trailed off as she hissed in pleasure softly. “Mmmmh, easy now, I can’t work if you make me cum too much.” she said to the young student kneeling in front of her. He had a head of dark brown hair and green eyes.

 

The young man lifted his head from between her legs, “Sorry Ms. Reed.” he said.

 

“Sara is fine here.” she told him before pushing his head between her thighs again. She let out another moan as she felt him sliding his tongue between the folds of her pussy expertly. The blonde woman moved through the application, her eyes wide at the sheer number of still photos, most of them full or nearly naked shots. Sara licked her lips at the sight. The girl had a knack for erotic posing.

 

She found the first of several video files after the photo set. The screen still showed Hitomi standing in a sexy yellow sling bikini that barely held her huge tits in place. Sara blinked and pushed her student partner’s head away from her crotch for a moment. The date on the video was over a year old, but that… That meant, “What the hell did your parents feed you?” she asked the screen. BimboGel hadn’t hit the open market until a few months ago, and the private market hadn’t been that much longer. This meant, those huge tits were completely natural!

 

“Play video.” she said aloud as she pushed the student’s head between her legs again.

 

The screen went dark for a moment before Hitomi filled it, a cheerful smile on her face, “Hihi Busteez Slut University!!!! Tomi-chan here with a special video for your viewing pleasure!!!” Her voice was almost painfully high, but still cute as she waved to the camera, making those huge tits sway from side to side. “I’m gonna show off all my skillz today, starting with this!” She struck a pose, showing off her ass and how the sling swimsuit was digging in just right.

 

“Too sex-ay!” she said with a spank to her own ass, making her butt ripple slightly. She made a beckoning motion to the camera and began walking through what Sara assumed was her house. The image followed her into a spacious bedroom; the walls were plastered with various images, mostly girls from popular anime and manga, as well as some sewing patterns.

 

“Cosplay is one of my favorite hobbies; I just love dressing up as a wholesome heroine girl, then getting all slutty and whoreish with her. It turns me on!” she said as she picked out an outfit. It was mostly white, with a long, form fitting skirt, and a skimpy top with a ‘Boob Window’ that left most of the cleavage entirely exposed.

 

“I just finished this one, let’s try it out!” she said as she non-chalantly shrugged out of her yellow sling bikini, her huge tits bouncing free, nipples already stiff from what she assumed was cool air in the house. The image shook a little as she stripped completely naked. Sara giggled, realizing the cameraman wasn’t expecting that.

 

“Mmmmh, suck on my clit now…” she purred to the male student under her.

 

The young man nodded, and Sara moaned as she watched Hitomi change clothes. The top barely held in her giant tits, the edges of her areola were totally exposed as she put on an orange wig to complete the look.

 

Her perky smile was then replaced by a shy expression as she clasped her hands together under her chin, her tits squishing around her arms. “Kurosaki-kuuun…” she said in a softer voice, “This outfit is making my tittys so biiig…”

 

Sara couldn’t help but laugh and moan at the same time, her impression was almost dead on. She’d only seen a little of that show, but the character she was doing stuck with her. Something-hime or some such, she couldn’t remember the name as Hitomi walked up to the camera and knelt down. Sara could see the pants of the man behind the camera, and figured he must be wearing one of those head mounted POV rigs.

 

Hitomi looked up at the camera with big puppy dog eyes, “He told me, if I can make a man cum, they’d stop getting so big and heavyyyy…” she said as she began undoing the man’s pants with her teeth alone. She let out a happy gasp when his cock flopped out from inside the confines of his jeans and onto her face.

 

“Woooow…” she purred, “You’re so big Kurosaki-kuuuun…” she said to the camera as she slowly licked the man’s cock from the base to the tip before deepthroating his entire length. Sara couldn’t be sure, but that had to be at least an eight to nine incher. She smiled, impressed as she watched the girl bob her head up and down the length several times without gagging once.

 

The man behind the camera groaned as Hitomi bobbed her head back and forth faster, her lips making wet slurping noises as she deepthroated his length several times. She then pulled her head free slowly, making sure to make a lewd slurping sound as she pulled free. Sara licked her lips, moaning as she pushed her partner’s head against her pussy harder.

 

“Yeah, that’s the stuff, you can use your fingers now…” she moaned softly. Chewing her lower lips as her boytoy dipped two of his fingers inside her dripping pussy. The blonde woman then watched as Hitomi moved to sandwich the man’s dick between her heavy tits, the boob window’s function now painfully obvious as she stroked him up and down slowly.

 

“Mmmmmh, Kurosaki-kuuun, your cock is so hot and hard, Mmmmmh, it feels so nice between my big cow tits!” Hitomi cooed. Sara was impressed, delivering such a corny line while maintaining that puppy dog eye expression couldn’t have been easy. Sara would have cracked up halfway through saying it!

 

“She’s pretty good.” said the student under Sara.

 

“Don’t talk.” Sara chided him as she watched Hitomi rubbing her tits up and down the man’s cock faster and faster, making him groan softly as she looked right into the camera while she licked at the tip every time it peeked out from between her cleavage.

 

Whoever it was behind the camera didn’t have a ton of stamina as he quickly came, painting Hitomi’s face with his cum as she gasped then moaned, as the thick white fluid dripped off her face.

 

The screen then faded to black slowly. Sara was about to tell the computer to play the next video when the image faded in again. The setting had changed; Hitomi was in what looked like an auto mechanics garage, a sleek looking black sports car behind her. Sara couldn’t make out the model, cars not exactly being her forte. She’d completely changed outfits, now wearing a pair of barely there denim shorts over a pink thong bikini bottom. A matching top strained to contain her tits, but was aided by a short sleeved dirty yellow jacket only half zipped under her enormous knockers. She was wearing another wig now, a short haired blonde one and a baseball cap over that. She couldn’t place the character, but she seemed familiar…

 

“I have to say, the production values are impressive for an amateur.” Sara mused aloud. The camera was again being worn by someone, she idly wondered if it was the same man as before.

 

“Welcome to Hammerhead,” she said without looking up from the inside of the engine. Then, turning to the camera Hitomi gave a sugary sweet smile as she spoke, “Well howdy! If you’re here for the car, ‘fraid it ain’t quite ready jus’ yet. Ya asked fer me to check it all out, found a few more problems that’ll cause ya more troubles down the line if’n you dun fix ’em now.” she said. Sara choked a bit on the wine she was drinking. Hitomi’s accent was completely different, had she only been listening to audio, she’d have sworn it was a totally different person speaking!

 

Hitomi smiled at the camera, “Now now, dun git yer undies in a twist on the cost,” she said as she moved to sit on the hood of the car, lifting one leg up and rested her foot on the hood as well, giving a clear view of her crotch and how the thong and the shorts were digging into the folds of her pussy, “I’ll give ya ‘special discount’ if’n you can make me cum good an’ hard.” she said as she reached a hand down and pulled the crotch of her shorts and thong aside, revealing a clean hairless pussy already dripping wet.

 

Hitomi giggled at something in her line of sight, “Well now, I see you likes that arrangement…” she said and the camera looked down to show off an even bigger mocha colored cock already throbbing and fully erect as it stood out from inside a pair of dark colored jeans. The camera moved in on Hitomi and gave a perfect shot of that huge thing sinking into her pussy. Hitomi moaned, bucking herself against the cameraman, making her tits bounce inside their confines. “HMMMH!! YEAH!! so thiiick…” she moaned, her voice breaking character and going several octaves higher as she panted.

 

The well hung man continued slamming his huge dick into the costumed blonde, his length spreading her pink pussy wide as she rocked her body against his thrusts. The shocks on the car could be heard creaking slightly as she bounced on top of the hood. Hitomi reached up to pull open her jacket, and Sara caught a nametag that read ‘Cindy’ just before the girls tits filled the entire screen. A pair of dark hands grabbed those giant mounds, gripping and squeezing them sightly, the finger sinking deep into the soft flesh as Hitomi moaned louder.

 

“Harder, babe, harder, mmmmmh, make me squeal like a pig!!!” Hitomi moaned, her voice in character again. The camera shook as the one wearing it nodded and began pounding into her hard, the image of his cock slamming into her was almost a blur as Hitomi panted harder, bucking her hips faster. The hood of the car protested with a sound of metal bending and popping back into place repeatedly. Must’ve had a cheap hood.

 

Sara giggled, “She’s good, though she needs a little more work.” she commented as she watch that huge dick thrusting in and out. Hitomi’s labia clung tightly to the thick rod, as if her cunt never wanted to let go. Chewing her lower lip, Sara let herself enjoy the show, her hand on her partner’s head as the young man focused on her clit, making her moan with Hitomi as she rolled her hips slightly at his tongue.

 

“Yeah, RIGHT THERE!! RIIIIGHT THEEEERE….” Sara moaned, setting her glass down as she felt herself cumming hard as Hitomi screamed in ecstasy on the television. The video image faded out and in again. To Sara’s surprise and delight, it was another scene. This time she instantly recognized the purple haired ninja from a popular video game series. The wig was perfect, it made the blonde wonder if the hair she saw originally when the video started was just another wig or not.

 

The camera looked around a darkened room, likely a basement somewhere; there were old boxes and pipes running along the cinder block walls. The man behind the camera looked back at ‘Ayane’ as she approached. Her massive tits jiggled in the confines of the black fishnet top she wore underneath a purple sleeveless robe, her long legs were inside a pair of very loose fitting purple pants, Hakama if she remembered correctly, the bottoms of which were closed with some black wrappings ending in a pair of sandals. She even had a butterfly embroidered on one breast of the robe.

 

“Alright,” she spoke, her voice full of contempt, “Where’s that traitor? I know you’ve been helping her. If you tell me where she is, I’ll let you off easy…” she told the camera man.

 

“I told you, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” said the camera man.

 

“Don’t lie to me!” Ayane/Hitomi said and moved in close, pressing her booted foot into the man’s crotch, she then gave one of the most sadistic smiles Sara had ever seen. “We kunoichi have ways of making you talk.” she said as she pulled open the robe, exposing her fat nipples through the mesh of her top. Sara could hear the man gulp. She then knelt down, reaching a pair of dainty hands up to open the man’s pants, pulling out a flaccid, but still rather large dick.

 

“Hoh, still soft after seeing my tits, impressive, but I’m in a hurry so…” she said as she pulled out a long thin needle from the fanny pack she wore. She then stabbed it into the man’s thigh and in the blink of an eye his cock was rock hard and nearly as long as the girls face! “That’s better. So, feel like talking yet, or am I gonna have to do something more drastic?”

 

“I don’t know anything…” the man said with a groan as Ayane/Hitomi stroked his now throbbing erection.

 

“Kasumi must really be good in the sack to inspire this kind of loyalty.” she said as she deepthroated his entire length in a single smooth action. The man behind the camera could be heard groaning as Ayane/Hitomi slowly bobbed her head up and down, her ruby lips dragging along his shaft on every upstroke.

 

“I… Don’t… Ahhhhaa…” he groaned as the purple haired girl moved her head back and forth faster.

 

“MMMPH!!! MMMPH!!! MMMMMMPHHHHH!!!!” Ayane/Hitomi moaned, her lips making lewd wet noises as they moved back and forth. She then moved her hand to grip the base of his shaft, holding it firm as she moved her head faster.

 

“Ahhhaaa, st… Stop iiiit…” the man groaned. Ayane/Hitomi looked up at the camera with a glint in her ruby colored eyes.

 

“Will you tell me where she is?” she asked in a sweet voice.

 

“I told you… No, don’t… Ahhhh!!!!” the man moaned as Ayane/Hitomi moved up and impaled her clean shaven pussy on his length with a slick wet sound. She rocked and swirled her hips, stirring his length inside herself.

 

“This can all stop if you just tell me what I wanna know, then I’ll let you cum all you want.” she told him.

 

Sara had a laugh at that; she was keeping him from cumming, that’s a good one! She knew that the needle was meant to have hit a “pressure point” to cause an instant erection. Though she doubted Hitomi was THAT skilled, though she’d be impressed even more if she was. Now though, she caught on that “Ayane” was keeping her victim from cumming as she tortured him with pleasure. A fun plot device not used as much as it should be.

 

“Aggh, please, I… I can’t…” the man groaned as Ayane/Hitomi began bucking herself up and down, the pink folds of her pussy clinging tightly to his shaft before she pulled his head between her ginormous tits and smothered him for a moment.

 

“Mmmmmh, I can do this all day…” she moaned, rolling her hips now and making the chair he sat in scrape loudly on the floor.

 

“Ahhhhaaaa, no more, please, it’s starting to hurt… Ahhh, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you, please, just let me cummmmm!!!!!” he begged. The purple haired kunoichi laughed triumphantly as she began to slow her movements.

 

“Where is she?” she asked.

 

“The docks, pier twenty-one, warehouse thirteen, please, I can’t take anymore!!!!” he told her.

 

“Good boy.” she told him as she reached down and pulled the needle from his thigh. Almost instantly his cum could be seen gushing out around his cock, still buried inside her pussy. She then pulled herself off, his cum pouring out from within her cunt and running in thick globs down her thighs. The man looked up at her just in time to see her fist coming for his face as the screen when dark again.

 

The screen faded back in again and showed Hitomi in the yellow sling bikini she had on at the beginning, only now she was standing outside.

 

“Hihi again, I hope you liked my video! I’ve attached some of my older stuff as well, hope you all like it and I’m super hoping you’ll accept me! Bye-bye!!!” she said, waving to the camera again, making those heavy tits wobble as she turned around and ran towards a beach in the background, her giant tits bouncing up and down and turning every head she passed along the way until she reached the water and the video ended. Sara scrolled through and watched several Youtube videos that were clearly older, with rougher production values and Hitomi’s tits were just a bit smaller. Most of them were her doing makeup tutorials and others documented her visits to various anime and gaming conventions in cosplay, and a few of them were amateur strip teases. There were several links for Twitter, Twitch, and the usual social media, all of them with huge follower numbers, needless to say, Sara was impressed.

 

“This one is a social media savant… and incredibly talented. She can act, cosplay, direct scenes, and edit videos… Her skill set is the real deal.”

 

“Mmmmmm, she’s in.” Sara moaned, then turned her head down to look at the young man, “Speaking of in, I’ve blue balled you long enough, come here.” she told him, beckoning him closer and guiding his cock inside her sopping wet pussy. “Time to earn that ‘A’.” she told him.

 

(Short Story by User: SailorIO)

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