He was so excited. He had had his fun once, driving the girl at the cafe mad with the magic onahole, but he wanted to keep going, to have the most fun with women who were stuck up and rude, and would never have a guy touch them like that in public.
He quit the cafe, knowing that he would have to find his fun elsewhere if he was looking for bigger and better things. He spent a few months looking at different job postings, eventually ending up at a news station, being one of the stagehands. The pay was pretty good, but that wasn’t why he was there. He had plenty of savings, and it was his dick he was trying to satisfy, not his wallet.
He had considered playing with the newscasters, but it wasn’t as fun knowing them personally, since they all seemed like decent women. They were also around his age, which was definitely something he wasn’t into. He liked his women around half his age. He had patience, since he had a woman to fuck at home whenever he wished, and he wanted to wait until there was a real target to mess with.
The time came one afternoon when he heard two other stagehands talking about an idol that was coming by, a Japanese woman named Aiska that was a new name but already gaining lots of popularity. The news station had been losing views recently, mostly because people tended to ignore live television in the recent years. Haru’s boss, the producer of the show, decided to add a celebrity segment once a week to spice things up, hoping it would get some traction.
He had assumed they were discussing the idol because of excitement, but was shocked to hear them complain about all her demands, saying that they would have a hard time finding the specific flowers she was requesting for her changing room. “She sounds horrible.” Haru said, trying to join in on the conversation.
The two men, who were both quite friendly, looked up at him with solemn faces. “I heard she actually screamed at some of her fans, refusing to let them get close.”
“Woah, isn’t the whole point of being an idol to attract more fans? That sounds ridiculous.” Haru was really intrigued now. She seemed like the perfect woman for him to try the magic onahole on, though he would have to make sure she was up to his standards.
He went back to the office, taking his break, and began looking her up on his phone. His jaw dropped open when he saw her. Nineteen years old with the voice of an angel, with the perfect slim figure and cutesy attire. She had long black hair that looked like it had never been dyed, a slim nose, perky lips, and everything Haru would need in a woman. He was practically drooling at the sight of her. This was perfect.
He moved onto watching her interviews, and could immediately see the snark in her eyes. She seemed cold, and unwilling to participate in anything. Her managers seem to need to force her into doing interviews, just to continue to increase her popularity. That was probably why she was coming to the news station, anyways.
He spent the evening fucking his girl, imagining it was Aiska he was fucking. He imagined bringing her home as his new cocksleeve, fucking her over and over as she squirted around him. He would drive her so wild she would never think about another dick again, or even her past life as an idol.
He made sure to bring the magic onahole the next day, hoping that it would be working just the same as last time. The mysterious girl that gave it to him explained nothing when she handed it over, so he hoped it wasn’t a device that only worked on one girl.
As soon as he arrived at work, he walked over to the two guys, who were currently setting up the flowers that were requested by Aiska. “Do you need any help?” He asked, not wanting to sound too eager.
“I think we’re close to finishing, but we’re both trying to decide who will be there to help her when she arrives. We’ll probably have to wait on her hand and foot.” The taller of the two said.
Haru grinned at that. “Well I can help with that, I don’t mind being the one to deal with her.”
“Really? Well, go ahead then!” All three men seemed incredibly happy at this, with Haru walking off to make sure his uniform was tidy and neat.
Aiska arrived with her agent around thirty minutes later, with the rest of her decor finished just in time. Haru ran up to greet her, and was pleased to see she was even more beautiful in real life. Her silky black hair was practically glittering under the light, and she wore a tight fitting tube top with flowing black pants underneath, exposing her midriff in the center. Her waist was tight and smooth, making him desperate to touch it. “Hello Aiska. My name is Haru, I’ll be taking care of all of your needs today.” He chuckled internally at the innuendo.
She eyed him up and down and ignored him, which was exactly how he thought she was going to react. “Come, follow me.” He said, and the two women followed, heading down a long hallway towards a room clearly labeled.
He took their drink orders, which were so specific he wasn’t sure if he could even find a cafe that would serve it, and returned within fifteen minutes. Of course, she complained that it had already gotten cold, and he was forced to grab another one, heating it up in the microwave this time before passing it over to her. The more he waited on her, the more frustrated he got, and the more he wanted to fuck her when the time was right. He wanted to completely destroy her pussy from the inside out, and make her his new onahole.
He situated himself in the room from time to time, wanting to make sure she had everything she wanted. When she eventually went to the bathroom, and her agent was distracted, he moved towards his target of the evening - a comb that was used to style her hair. He grabbed the longest strand he could find, and exited without a single person seeing him. He knew the other stagehands had purchased a new comb for her along with a new set of premium makeup, so he was sure it was her hair, and no one else’s.
He led Aiska to the stage when it was time, his cock already twitching from how he would be playing with her. Aiska’s heels clicked as she entered the stage, waving at the camera and the audience as they cheered for her. The host, Mr. Minaki, gave her a wide smile, one that he reserved only for the camera. “Presenting, Aiska!” The announcer finished.
Having done his job, Haru grabbed his phone, the strand of hair, and the onahole and walked to a custodian closet, closing the door behind him. He set his phone in front of him, showing the current live broadcast, and took off his pants and boxers. His dick already stood erect for him, though he knew he wouldn’t be touching it yet.
Aiska was currently giving the camera a fake smile, and he combined the piece of hair with the magic onahole as he watched. He began stroking her waist, just to see if he could get a reaction out of her.
He could see her reaction almost immediately. She jolted suddenly, and looked down, trying to see what was touching her. Haru wrapped his fingers all the way around her waist, and was pleased that the onahole didn’t feel like it usually did. He could feel incredibly soft and tender skin, and he squeezed tight against it with his palm and fingers. Asika jolted again, looking even more confused.
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Aiska sat across from Mr. Minaki on matching couches, staring at the audience as she answered his first question. She didn’t know what was happening. She could feel something… someone… playing with her waist, squeezing it and stroking their fingers around it, but no one was actually there. It didn’t make any sense. She kept looking down distractedly, trying to see what was touching her while answering the questions she had rehearsed hundreds of times before with her agent.
She was shocked when the sensations moved upwards towards her breasts. She was a virgin, having just graduated high school into becoming an idol, and was not the type to be interested in most men. She had a few crushes from time to time, but rejected every single guy that’s approached her so far. This was the first time anyone had ever squeezed her breasts, pressing them against each other and twisting the nipples. “Sorry, what did you ask?” She asked the host, completely and utterly distracted.
“I was wondering about your world tour - you said it’ll be announced soon?” He asked for the second time.
She let out a little yelp as someone pinched her nipple particularly hard, and then jolted when she felt something wet around her other breast. It was almost as if a mouth was wrapped around her nipple, sucking on it. She had never been a very sexual person but this… this felt so good. In a way she’d never felt before. She could feel blood pumping in her groin, with her entire body heating up. She answered the question the best she could, but had no idea how long she could last.
“Are you okay, Aiska? You look a little heated.” Mr. Minaki said.
“Yes, I’m fine.” She said, feeling incredibly flustered. She faked fanning herself. “There’s just a lot of lights at the studio.” The audience laughed at that, and she felt a little relieved. It’s okay. She could do this. She had spoken too soon, because she now felt the sensation of fingers rubbing against her panties, feeling her heat. She crossed her legs, uncrossed them, then crossed them again. How was this possible? Who was doing this to her?
It continued rubbing throughout the next question, and it felt so good so began rubbing back against it, grinding her body back and forth in the lightest of motions. Then, as suddenly as everything else, she felt something enter her for the first time. It felt like a single finger, but it was already so much for her pussy, which had never experienced it before. She let out a loud gasp, interrupting Mr. Minaki in the middle of his question.
“Sorry?” He asked, looking confused.
“Nothing, don’t worry.” She said, her face flushing. He continued his question, and she held onto the handles of the couch, trying to keep cool. It was impossible, because the finger pushed in deep, curling and hitting an extremely sensitive spot. She closed her eyes, then realized it would look weird, and opened it back up. It was all too much.
A second finger pushed inside, filling her up, and she realized it must’ve been a man’s fingers, because they were so much larger than her own. They pushed in and out of her insistently, and she could feel her juices drenching them as her orgasm built higher and higher. She really hoped she wouldn’t be making a stain on her pants, or even worse - the couch. After stammering her answer to the third question, she bit her lip, trying to prevent any noise from coming out of her. Her rocking became faster and harder, and she really hoped the audience and people at home wouldn’t notice her subtle movements, which were steadily increasing the more she chased her orgasm.
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Haru was enjoying himself even more than last time. It was on live television, exactly what he wanted, and there would be millions of people watching this broadcast. The more he played with her body, the more she seemed to not care about who was watching. She was clearly humping the couch now, along with the rhythm of his fingers pumping in and out of her. Her eyes kept opening and shutting, like she was losing complete control of her sensations.
He knew the exact moment she came, because she let out a loud moan, despite biting her lip, and began rocking into his fingers like her life depended on it. “Fuck…” He groaned, getting so turned on from watching this girl cum around his fingers. He wished he knew how wet she was.
It was finally time for his dick to play as well, and he could see the flash of her face as she came down from her orgasm, probably assuming that the ambush was over. He gave her a few moments of relief before thrusting deep inside the onahole with his cock.
He could see her mouth open wide as she jumped up on the couch. Sweat was beading on her forehead from the HD-quality stream, and he could see her widening her legs to let him in. He began pumping into the magic onahole, groaning at the sensation of a virgin pussy squeezing around him. She was so fucking tight and smooth, and it was driving him crazy. It was so much better than his girl at home, who he had fucked almost a hundred times at this point. He knew a virgin idol was exactly what his cock needed.
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She couldn’t believe it. There was no way this was happening. An invisible being was somehow taking her virginity, and there was nothing she could do to stop it!
Mr. Minaki, clearly a kind gentleman, had already asked her if she was okay multiple times, with her coming up with a new excuse every single time.
She had hoped that the onslaught would be over when she came, but this was even worse. It was painful when he first thrusted inside, and she almost screamed for him to stop, but the sensations slowly turned from pain to pleasure, and she could practically feel her orgasm building once more. He thrusted into her with wild abandon, and she could feel her pussy open and close repeatedly at the invisible dick now fucking her.
It was so… large, so intrusive, and so damned hot. She could feel the hundreds of eyes boring into her from the audience, watching her every move, and the millions of eyes on TV, looking at her get fucked. It somehow unlocked a kink she didn’t know she had. Her pussy was completely drenched, and produced more and more fluid as she moaned and squirmed. Her mind was completely blank, and she didn’t bother answering Mr. Minaki’s questions anymore. All she care about was getting another orgasm from this hard dick inside of her. “More…” She whispered, looking desperately at the TV. Her whole body was flushed now, and her hands were shaking as it grasped onto the couch as hard as she possibly could. “Nmmmph…” She moaned.
The dick thrusted even faster inside of her like it knew what she needed, and she fell over the edge again, having the greatest orgasm of her life for the second time that night, feeling herself drench her panties and pants completely as she came.
“Commercial break!” The speaker announced, and Aiska immediately stood up, needing some privacy.
“Grab her some water, she seems like she needs it!” Mr. Minaki said.
She walked away as quickly as she could, covering her pants behind her, not wanting people to see the spot she had left on it from her pussy. She wondered if the audience could smell the sex in the air, because she definitely could. It was turning her on even more.
She shut the door of her dressing room behind her, panting loudly as she pulled her pants down. Her panties were completely soaked. She took that off as well, and threw it in the garbage. A knock came at the door, and she screamed, “leave me alone!”
“It’s Haru, your assistant today. I was told you need some water?” She recognized the voice, and opened the door slightly, reaching her hand out to grab the water being offered to her. Before she could do anything about it though, Haru pushed the door wide open and closed it behind him, locking it with a definitive click.
“You’re not wearing pants.” He grinned.
“Go away, pervert!” She cried out. “Help!”
He pushed a piece of cloth in her mouth and turned her around, bending her so her ass was in the air and face was directly facing a mirror. He pulled his pants down to reveal his cock, and didn’t waste a second before slamming it inside of her. She knew the sensation at once, it was the same as the stage. It was him that was doing this to her.
Her body betrayed her instantly. It craved another orgasm, it craved more slamming of the cock, and she began to let out loud moans as he fucked her once more from behind. He was even deeper than last time, grabbing onto her waist as he shook the table she layed on. She watched him fuck her from the mirror, unable to help how horny she got when she thought about how slutty she was acting.
“Fuck….” He groaned. “You’re even better in real life.”
She didn’t want to admit what he was doing to her, but as soon as he reached around to play with her clit, her orgasm came to her once more. She squeezed his cock over and over, milking it and forcing him to cum inside of her. He groaned and came almost at the same moment, his dick getting even harder than before as he pumped his cum inside of her, heating up her insides. “You feel so good… fuck….” He groaned one last time before slipping out of her.
She fell to the ground in complete shock, not knowing what to do next.
She had just cum three times from a complete stranger, and she loved every second of it.
“You’re going to be my new cock slave.” He said, grinning down at her.