Chapter 1 - Yaya, Jessica, Enji

You could feel the excitement in the air outside the convention center. A huge square building, and banners all around the street that read “COSPLAY CON” with a green-purple scheme. People were lined up all around the block, a massive trail of sweating nerds in cheesy fake costumes, all clamouring for entry into that internet-fabled realm. There was a special reason it was so busy today, three of the hottest models in the entire world were there. Yaya Han, an Asian beauty with fake tits known for provocative costumes, Enji Night, a very cute Hungarian girl with big blue eyes, blonde hair, and a nice rack that suited her perfectly for roles like Supergirl, and the legend herself Jessica Nigri, known for her flirtatious and girlish personality and her massive fake breasts that she insisted were real, but either way still loved to show off at any opportunity.
 
The place was absolutely packed. There were dozens of other cosplayers, and the event had a decidedly sexual feeling to it. The air was thick with the smell of arousal, thanks to the hot stagelighting and the press of bodies threatening to overwhelm the booths. There were plenty of couples, boyfriends and girlfriends who had come to see the sights and often to dress up as a crimefighting duo like Batman and Robin for their own enjoyment. For the most part, the cosplaying was high-quality, although more than a few girls had simply put on a bikini top and went playing as one of the Dead or Alive girls just to show off their bodies and get some cheap thrill.
 
The real excitement was brewing at the front of the room, a large stage where the three legendary cosplayers were beginning to set up. Jessica was in the middle, while Yaya was on the right and Enji on the left, already in full costume. Jessica was wearing her most popular outfit, a revealing take on League of Legends’ Miss Fortune in her Arcade skin. Bubblegum-pinks and blues with a brightness that seemed almost impossible to achieve in real life, the cosplay was little more than a pair of cute wool armlets, a white hat with a pixel heart, a neon-pink bra that showed off an incredible amount of glistening cleavage, and on her bottom was just a pair of pixel panties that were already riding up her ass. Jessica was obviously the most popular one, and the starstruck nerds had already crowded around her part of the stage, feverishly waving bills at her. And not small bills, either. They had come prepared for something.
 
Yaya had dressed in something less revealing, but maybe even more slutty. A full-length red dress and purple elbow-gloves finished off with a professionally-done crimson haircut gave her the perfect look of the famous Jessica Rabbit. Comically, there was a large balloon sculpture off to the side nearby, a goofy-looking rendition of Roger Rabbit with his mouth open. Yaya’s Asian features shone through the elegant makeup and luscious red lips, and she tilted her hips this way and that, with her hand on her waist and another in her hair, showing of her curvaceous form and that erotic bare leg.
 
Enji was definitely the youngest, but also the cutest. While the others were full-bodied and womanly, Miss Night had a petite frame with modest breasts. With shoulder-length straight hair that was definitely bleached, heavy eyeliner that brought out her pretty blues, and a top that cut off just below her chest to show off her belly, her body wasn’t on full display like the other girls, but she was still showing an awful lot of skin. The outfit consisted mostly of the sheer top, a red cape, and a slutty ruffled skirt that didn’t even come down to mid-thigh. Enji looked absolutely perfect as Supergirl. She was a little nervous, but still bravely struck ‘super’ poses just like her costume!
 
The stage lights were baking hot, and the loud flash of cameras filled the hall. “We love you Yaya!” someone shrieked, waving her arms above the crowd, and soon a bunch of people were imitating her, trying to get the woman’s attention. Yaya turned to the side and blew a kiss that made the crowd go wild, the smacking of her painted lips briefly audible thanks to large speakers. There were half a dozen cameras mounted to the ceiling, recording every second of the action, every inch of exposed flesh, every drop of sweat that rolled down quivering titties as the girls showed off their bodies. Nobody made the mistake of thinking this was about showcasing their art and their love of dressing up, this was about making themselves feel popular, sexy, and important.
 
Yaya had something special in mind, though. Something even more important than showing off their bodies! As the stage became more and more crowded, the room simply packed with squirming bodies, she decided it was time to start her little plan. “Hey boys!” she called, flipping her hair to the side and staring down at them through her lascivious eye. She leaned down, and placed her palm on her ankle, then slowly dragged her hand all the way up her smooth leg, letting the crowd cheer even louder as she did.
 
“More, Yaya!”
 
“Yeah, come on! Show us some sugar, baby!”
 
Yaya smirked confidently, and drew her hand up to the seam of the dress where it split, then tilted her ass towards the crowd and flipped the dress up, exposing for an instant the supple curve of her perfect rear. The crowd went insane, screaming and waving, dying for a little more attention, a little more skin. Yaya looked over to Jessica, and the pinkette looked back with a curious smile on her face. Maybe she’d expected something like this. Meanwhile Enji was distracted signing people’s comics, books, and boobs, she didn’t notice yet.
 
Yaya knew it was time to turn up the heat some more. Her breasts were already nearly out thanks to the low-cut jiggling top, but she blew a smooch into the crowd and announced, “Who will give me two hundred bucks to flash my tits?” Well, that certainly made Enji notice, and she turned her head in shock. The crowd bayed, but nobody went to take the offer, not just yet. Yaya smirked again and brushed her hair back, letting out an erotic coo as she stretched her arms up and showed off her massive chest. The nerds were starting to sweat, and it wasn’t because the room was too hot.
 
Yaya put her finger to her lip, looking sultry. “You know, that balloon sculpture? I blew him up myself,” she whispered, and just like that, everyone started to scream for the chance to ‘meet her in person.’ Two guys shoved their way through the people and waved a fistful of money at her. 
 
“Me and Ben put together two hundred for you, Miss Han!” he said nervously. The woman smiled even wider and went down on one knee, reaching out and plucking the money from his hand before tucking the bills into the top of her stocking.
 
“That’s what I’m talking about,” she grinned, leaning in and kissing the guy on the face, who blushed red right away and started babbling, then she grabbed Ben’s chin and kissed him too, longer this time, leaving a stain of red lipstick on his face. Everyone cheered as Yaya stood up and pushed her thumbs into her cleavage, sighing softly as she turned the fabric out and revealed puffy pink nipples, begging to be sucked. Someone hooted and screamed, “Shake ‘em!” Yaya flashed her teeth and grabbed her breasts in both hands, squeezing them together before shaking her chest and blowing a kiss. 
 
Jessica Nigri was a pragmatist. The rumors said she didn’t do shows unless she was paid for them, so it made sense that two hundred dollars being handed over just-like-that made her take interest. Giving Yaya a slidelong stare, Nigri stepped up to the edge of the stage and grabbed her tits through her bra. “Which one of you pathetic nerds wants to see mine?” she cried, and you could have seen the crowd shift from everyone crowding Yaya to mobbing both of the girls. Someone held up a crisp hundred dollar bill, and she stuck her tongue out, “Pbbbt! No way, my tits cost more than Yaya’s and so I deserve more money. Three hundred!” she chirped, covering her chest with her arms so that no one could see anything except her pushed-up cleavage. People started throwing twenties onto the stage and taking pictures, and after a while, Jessica made a wry smile and put her arms behind her, fishing with the bra clasp for a second before it went loose, and finally fluttered downwards, revealing the model’s incredible breasts, heavy and round with small nipples, there were no surgery scars that anyone could see, but it was obvious that she’d had work done. Someone put his leg up on stage and tried to scramble up, and Jessica put her high-heeled boot against his side and pushed him back down. “No way dude, not until I see some more cash!”
 
Enji Night was doing her best to deal with the situation. Sure, she’d heard that sometimes Yaya would get her tits out, but this was so sudden! Someone threw their arm up and wiggled a bill in her face, yelling, “Give you a hundred for a kiss!” and she went beet red. “Uhmm,” she said in her cute voice, crossing one leg behind the other and looking away, looking at the two stars who were already bare-chested. “Okay,” she said quickly, getting down on her knees and puckering up, closing her eyes. The guy pushed his money between her cleavage, and quickly wrapped his arm around her shoulder, holding her close and keeping her from pulling away. He kissed her full on the lips, and pried her lips open with his tongue, invading her mouth with warm, writhing wetness. Enji screeched and tried to pull away, but the man was virtually raping her mouth for ten seconds before he let go, and as she fell backwards, she noticed just how tall and strong he was, and it made her blush even harder. She hadn’t really even minded it, and there was a handful of twenties sticking out of her tits.
 
Yaya decided it was time to make things more interesting. “Okay guys, Jessica has the tits, but I have the ass, right?” she said, turning around so fast that her red cocktail dress fluttered, and shoving out her heart-shaped ass for everyone to see. “Five hundred bucks and I’ll let you see it, another five hundred and my panties come off.” She definitely had this planned. In just a few seconds, people had made a pile of cash on the stage, and Yaya grinned, stretching down and touching her toes, making her dress ride up seductively on her bubble butt. She reached behind and flicked the fabric out of the way, revealing her creamy pink ass and a tight pink thong that matched Jessica’s outfit. Her pussy was visible through the sheer fabric. Yaya slapped her cheek, and let it jiggle, and in no time at all, people had doubled the size of the pile. 
 
“Ooh, naughty?” she laughed, spreading her legs and pressing her groin to the stage, rubbing it there for a second, before standing up again and turning her side to the crowd, staring at them over her shoulder. She picked up one leg, then kicked out, and tugged on her thong with her hand. It ripped, and everyone heard it, and when she put her leg down, she turned away from them and lifted up her dress, showing every single person in the hall a dark wink of her asshole. Her were so juicy! “Now who wants to fuck me~?” she moaned, groping herself luridly, pushing up her heavy chest with her palm. “One thousand to start,” she yelled, and the crowd shrank a little bit. Not a lot of them had that much money… But right away, some guy in a nice-looking suit jumped up on stage. He was thin, medium height, and had sweaty blonde hair and a dumb grin on his face. 
 
“I was hoping to meet your acquaintance, Miss Yaya!” he said nervously, and handed her an entire fistful of hundred-dollar-bills. The stripper writhed from top to bottom, grabbed the wad and shoved it into her stocking, then pressed her body against his and grabbed the bulge in his pants. 
 
“Hey, that’s not bad at all,” she said, licking her lips. In a second she had his pants unbuttoned, and she pulled them to the ground in the same movement as she got down on her knees. His cock bounced up, thick, long, and pink. “That’s what I was looking for,” she breathed, closing her eyes slowly, seductively, as she leaned in and licked him from balls to head. He quivered and grabbed at the air with his fingers, which were stuck straight at his sides, as everyone cheered even louder, to the click of dozens of camera flashes every second. Yaya wrapped her tongue around his glans, moaning sluttishly as she went down on him, filling her mouth with cock. She was in her element as she rapidly fondled his balls and worked the bottom of his shaft with her other hand, and eventually pulled it away as she went deeper, a loud “Glurk!” as she pushed him into her throat. Her lids opened slightly, enough to see that her eyes had rolled up, and with another soft moan she took him down all the way to the base. Her throat bulged out around his cock, and when she pulled away, the whole length was wet and dripping and there was a lipstick stain around the very bottom inch. The guy was nearly fainting, but he bucked his hips hopefully, and Yaya went right back on, taking him halfway and jerking her head fast, rubbing his glans over the roof of her mouth as she went. Her lips quickly became sloppy with saliva, and it dribbled from his nuts as she kept squeezing and pulling on them ever-so-gently. The hall had quieted down somewhat, as the legendary Yaya Han was actually on her knees, blowing a guy, right in front of them, everyone’s jaw had dropped. 
 
Enji watched with a blush as her partner skillfully sucked dick, seeming not to care about the cameras at all. “Hey, lady!” someone called from the audience. “Pay you ten bucks if I get to rub my cock all over your tits!”
 
“Don’t be disgusting!” she shot back, some of the color draining from her face. “I have more self-esteem than that, thank you very much!” but privately she thought, Maybe if it was more.
 
After a few minutes, the guy blew his load, and Yaya pulled him out of her mouth and started jerking him off onto her face. His white cream splattered all over her forehead and dripped down into her eyes, and she was laughing the entire time as more and more people either scrounged up the courage to give her a thousand, or had run to the ATM outside the hall! Jessica decided that Yaya had been the center of attention long enough, so she yelled, “Two hundred bucks to see my pussy!” and was rewarded with the money in seconds. It was so cheap for a prize like that. Her cute square-patterned panties came off just as fast, and soon Jessica Nigri was flashing the entire hall with her cute, pink vagina which was already visibly wet. Someone climbed up on stage but before she could kick him off, he yelled, “Two thousand!” and she bit her lip.
 
“Fine, okay! But money first,” she said, grabbing it out of his hand and shoving it up into her little hat. The guy practically tackled her, pushing both of them onto their sides, with Jessica still facing the crowd, almost naked except for her outers. The guy took her from behind, panting as he wrapped his hands around her chest, groping and squeezing for all his money’s worth. Fumblingly, he unzipped, and shoved his cock through her thighs, which forced a real moan from the pinkette. “Oh god, it’s warm,” she said nervously, and touched it with her fingers. It throbbed and twitched upwards, and she didn’t even have to spread her legs thanks to her natural thigh gap. He pushed his cock against her cunt and then forced himself inside, easily spreading her pussy. Jessica gasped and threw her head back, and he suckled her throat as he started to fuck her roughly, everyone taking photos of Jessica’s O-face. 
 
“M-maybe for a thousand,” Enji Night said after a while, “I’ll let you rub your… thing on my boobs.” Someone ran over from Nigri’s group and flashed her the money, and she blushed again even harder. I didn’t really expect… but… A thousand dollars? That’s worth it, right? The guy clambered up on stage, and put his hand on her shoulder. Robotically Enji slid to her knees, and stayed in stunned silence as he whipped out his cock and pushed it up in her face. Before she could react, he laughed and went in front of her, bent his knees, and shoved his dick between her luscious melons. Everyone could see his dick making her titties quiver, but nobody could see her face going red as a rose. “It… feels weird!” she cried, which made him laugh harder. He was thick but shortish, and he humped her chest like a dog to get off. It took a little longer for this one, but he didn’t pull out, just shooting his jizz into her cleavage and making it the tiniest bit more shiny. Enji moaned as the scent of cum wafted into her nose, and as he walked away, she felt like she wanted to cry. Was that worth it? Was it really? But then she noticed the enormous wad of twenties lying beside her like a discarded condom. She lifted it to her face… Fifty twenties! And took a sniff. Yeah, it’s worth it. Enji threw up her hands and shouted, “Okay, who’s next?”
 
Jessica screamed as she felt the guy fill her pussy. He had a really nice cock, and thrusting through her creamy thighs only made him harder as he tried to go deep into her cunt. He cried out, and their voices mixed together in orgasm. Jessica had gotten so hot showing herself to all these people that, well… her arousal had spiked suddenly! As the guy rolled onto his side, panting from the effort, Jessica kicked out her legs and fingered herself, spreading her pussy with two fingers and letting a dollop of cream roll out. “Come on,” she panted. “Who’s next? It’s five hundred bucks a pop!”
 
Yaya had quickly forgotten about the money. For her, it was the love of the sport. She was on her knees, servicing four guys at once, two of them dressed in stupid-looking Batman costumes. She was sucking the one with the biggest cock, jerking off two, and the last guy was on his hands and knees eating out her ass. These guys were all pretty well-muscled and good-looking, and as yet another red-faced teenager busted on her tits, Jessica secretly wondered if Yaya had set up some people in the crowd beforehand to get people to buy into the trick. Yaya moaned as someone squirted on her face, coating her forehead and her cheek in sticky cum. The guy eating her ass stuck his fingers up her pussy, and she quivered, letting out a whorish cry as he opened her up, making liquid drip from her slutty cunt. “Get inside me, you stud.” 
 
Having his idol call him a stud almost made him cum on the spot, shivering with arousal. “Yes, ma’am!” he squeaked, pulling away from her butt. There were a few beads of her sweat dripping down his nose, and he licked them up, humming at the taste. He clapped his hands to her hips and slid his hardness between her thighs, brushing his tip against her pussy. “Fuck,” he grunted, biting his lip.
 
Yaya laughed, and turned to nuzzle her cheek against him. “That’s the idea, dear,” she breathed, pushing her lips against his, and feverishly he kissed back, wrapping his tongue around her’s as his cock throbbed. He couldn’t reach her pussy, which was driving him crazy, so he wrapped his strong arms around her stomach and pulled her backwards, making her squeal as he impaled her on long, throbbing cock. She moaned in pleasure as she was finally spread, still jerking two dicks. One of the men grunted as he came, cock jerking and squirting into her hair, leaving long ropes of semen drooling down her body. 
As for the guy in her cunt, it was It wasn’t tight, but it was smooth and sweaty, and he could feel her arousal spilling onto him. “Fuuuuuck, your body’s like silk,” he grunted, shifting one hand from her hips to her breasts, mauling them roughly as she turned around and started to suck cocks again. Momentarily, he felt awkward, because he’d tasted cum on her breath. No homo, he thought, while railing her thighs and pressing his finger against her nipple.
 
By this time, Jessica was on her back and getting totally railed. A huge black guy with an enormous cock was lying on top of her, thrusting away, shoving his meat as deep as it would go. Unfortunately for her, he was longer than she was deep, and with each push, his thick tip punched her cervix and made her whimper in pain. “GODDDD it hurts so good,” she hissed, and he just smirked, fucking her harder. Jessica twitched, a shiver of pleasure squirming through her entire body. Her head shot back and thumped against the ground as an intense orgasm overcame her, her pussy clamping down hard on this random guy’s huge black tool. “Never… thought…” she panted, her toes curling, and before her orgasm was over, he had cum too, gushing thick white cream into her innermost walls, smearing her womb in warm, wet spunk. Good thing she was on the pill, or else in about nine months, she’d really have some explaining to do to her boyfriend.
 
 
“I want her first!”
 
“No, me! I’m her biggest fan!”
 
“But I’m her biggest fan,” said another, his voice a little shaky. Jessica looked over, and standing just a few feet away was a sweaty nerd-boy with the biggest dick she’d ever seen. It was probably fourteen inches long and two thick, and she gasped with arousal. She snapped her fingers a few times, pointing at the guy, “You, get over here.” He gulped and made his way over, holding a huge wad of cash. Spoiled brat, probably. She pushed her hands under her tits to give him a nice show, and jerked off to the sight as she finished sucking one last cock. It spilled in her mouth, and she didn’t even close her jaw to swallow, just turned her head to the side to take this kid’s huge dick. Gratefully he shoved it in her mouth, and she went cross-eyed at the thick, musky flavor. “Gllk,” she gurgled, jerking off two guys with her hands, but she would have shoved him deeper if she could. He wanted to facefuck her even more than she wanted it though, and just as she glanced away to look at the huge pile of money, he grabbed her head and pushed his dick straight down her throat. Jessica gagged, her flat stomach flexing as she tried not to throw up. Fuck, his dick tasted amazing! It was so thickly masculine, she worked her way forwards, burying her nose in his bush. You could only see the whites of her eyes as she feasted on that dick, sliding herself forward just an inch at a time, eagerly deepthroating him. 
 
Enji was having a worse time. She choked up as some skinny dude busted on her face, sending ropes of cream to stain her cheeks. It made her shiver, partially from embarrassment as cameras clicked off all around her… and partially because she was aroused as all hell. Someone slapped down a thick wad of twenties, and nervously she wet her lip, savoring the taste of semen on her mouth. The guy climbed up on stage and started to jerk off, seeing as he had paid his due. Something snapped inside her… well, if it didn't snap, at least it bent. With her heart throbbing, and looked up into his brown eyes and opened her mouth, laying out her tongue like a red carpet for his dick. He slid inside her gratefully, everyone else throwing looks of envy as he slowly, gently pumped his thickness between her lips. She let her tongue out, and slurped on his head, pussy getting wetter and wetter as she finally had a good taste of dick. Two other people finished on her tits, splattering her perfect skin with glistening cum. Slowly but surely, each of the three girls was getting coated in jizz.
 
Hours passed. Dicks came and went, pumping in and out of moist holes, though sometimes just fingers. The crowd packed in as tight as sardines to watch, squirming against each other. At the center of it all, Jessica, Yaya, and Enji sucking and fucking like three proper whores. Yaya was drunk on cum, her stomach bulging with the sheer amount of semen she'd milked out of her admirers. Jizz oozed out of Jessica in thick ropes, her creampie draining away, but being refilled with just as much gusto for the sloppy-seventieth. 
 
And, slowly but surely, every inch of the girls was covered in cum. Heaving breasts were painted with glistening strands, lips drooled clumps of semen. Their clothing was soaked through to the skin, taking on darker colors as a result. The original outfits were in ruins, having been torn to shreds by the feverish admirers or the girls themselves. Even the piles of money had been trampled as more and more people packed up onstage until the very timbers creaked. Miss Night's manager was quick to the scene to defend the mountain of cash, guarding it against grabby fingers and careless shoes. Looking less like a person and more like a human-shaped jizzcatcher, Enji tilted her head back and gargled semen, showing off to everyone that she was just as happy to get down and dirty as the other girls. It was like her brain had been rewritten, and cocksucking was the only thing on her mind. Guys slid their cocks between her cleavage, greased by hundreds of other loads, and she tilted her head to the side to take another cock deep in her throat. Everything was sore, but it was undeniably worth it, as her pussy quivered and another thunderous orgasm overcame her body. 
 
Yaya was beyond orgasms. She was in a perpetual state of bliss, a hedonistic nirvana, as thick shafts thrust and pushed in and out. Fighting for dominance. Shoving other people aside for the chance to rub their cock on Yaya Han. It was the greatest thing that had ever happened to the internet, as thousands of pictures were uploaded in minutes, utterly dwarfing the fappening and pulling in thousands in ad revenue. She winked to the camera, even though she could only open her eye halfway thanks to the pond of semen that was dripping down her face.
 
And at the very middle, Jessica, on her back, passed out as people had their way with her unmoving body. She didn't mind and neither did her manager, in fact, he was the one pumping into her mouth, grinning. Unconscious, she squirted onto the guy who was ploughing her cunt, dreaming of cocks as life reflected imagination.
 
 
 