My Sexy Asian Girlfriend Is An Influencer Book 1

 

Chapters

 

Tiffany Becomes an Influencer

Freshman Orientation Games

We Need To Talk

The Dreaded Talk

The Crazy Manager

The Photoshoot

 

Tiffany Becomes an Influencer

My name is Tim and my sexy, Asian girlfriend Tiffany, is an influencer.

What started off as an innocent food blogging attempt for fun has ballooned into a full-fledged, round the clock job for her.

When she started, Tiffany was an incredibly sexy and hot barely legal 18 year old who turned heads wherever she went even with her conservative dressing.

Standing at 1.6m tall with large, perky 36D cup breasts with a bubble butt to match on a slim, athletic frame from Pilates, she would fit right in any runway or influencer gathering in Singapore.

However, given her conservative upbringing and mindset, never in a million years had she thought about becoming an influencer, using her body and looks for fame and money.

It all started when she thought it would be fun to post images of the exotic food we tried on dates on her Instagram, joining the fad that a million others were on.

It was merely intended to be a food blog, for us to revisit memories of our dates. Memories that were posted for all to see.

One fateful day, Tiffany decided to post a picture I took of her with sticks of fried fish balls we bought from a night market right here in Singapore.

It was an innocent picture, poorly taken with no ill intentions. Being 1.8m in height and much taller than her petite 1.6m frame, I took the picture from the top down, which incidentally included some cleavage.

Not thinking much of it, she had decided to post the picture as is, given that it wasn’t anything scandalous or overly revealing in nature.

Mind you, there were sultry minxes on Instagram outright posting pictures of themselves in barely there g strings and see through underwear.

This was a completely child friendly picture.

But about 10,000 others didn’t think so.

Some how, the image had caught the attention of many and received a few thousand likes within hours.

Within a day, it had skyrocketed and was featured on the Explore function of the app, introducing the picture of fried fish balls on a stick in front of some creamy Asian cleavage to millions of others.

By the third day the picture had over 10,000 likes and over a 100 comments praising my girlfriend’s milky white tits, asking for more.

Dozens of men were sliding into her DMs.

Most of them went along the lines of “send bobs and vagene for science research, am doktor” but there were a few that stood out.

They were from verified accounts of businesses and people in the digital marketing space.

There were a few restaurants that reached out, asking if she would be interested to try their food and do a review of their fare.

Then there were digital marketing managers who were looking to explore collaborations or a possible career in social media.

It was a pleasant surprise for us.

Who knew that showing a little bit of tits could garner such a huge response?

She was no stranger to being hit on by guys around her. But those were always men approaching her in person.

She had never been bombarded by so many random men at one go, asking for nudes and even outright asking to hook up for a fee.

After the initial shock subsided, she became curious about what her new followers wanted.

I could tell that she was intrigued by the possibilities.

 

No, she didn’t jump straight into creating an Onlyfans or become a sugar baby to the next person who slid into her DMs.

She accepted several invites from restaurants to review their food on Instagram, unknowingly kickstarting her career in social media.

It made sense to accept these assignments.

As a soon to be university freshman, this side gig provided some pocket money for her expenses.

As for me, I was soon to be enlisted in mandatory military service with a measly $500 monthly allowance.

Going on ‘free’ dates at restaurants just for taking pictures and posting them felt like the easiest financial decision we ever made.

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She would always bring me along as to these for our dates, having me double up as her photographer.

Now that we knew the secret to more likes, she would wear slightly less conservative clothing to ensure that we would be able to complement pictures of the food with a good dose of cleavage from her creamy teenage tits.

Linguine Pasta Alle Vongole, with some tits

Deep Fried Calamari, with some tits and a hint of a pink bra

The followers loved it and the restaurants who engaged her had no complaints either.

At the time, I struggled with the idea of her using her body for likes.

I wasn’t too sure about how I felt about thousands of men getting to see the tits and bras of my girlfriend, stroking their big dirty cocks to her pictures.

But I supported her decisions.

It’s not like the men got to touch and suck on her lovely tits anyway.

These were just pictures on the internet.

So when she decided to post pictures with her gorgeous face, putting a face to the tits literally, her account exploded in popularity.

Her number of followers increased by the thousands every day and more men were sliding in her DMs every hour than she could read.

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A few months after the big ‘reveal’, our lives had suddenly become more public than we’d expect.

Some places we went to gave us perks like free food or VIP access on the account of Tiffany’s popularity, hoping to get a feature on her social media.

Those were the ‘perks’ we experienced with Tiffany being a mini celebrity.

The ugly side of it was that men and women alike would swarm her almost everywhere she went.

The men would try to hit on her, hoping for a chance to breed her nubile young cunt.

You could see it in the eyes of the men who approached her, like predators ready to pounce on prey, undressing her in their minds and devouring her tight young body with their eyes.

The girls would want a selfie for their social media so that they could proclaim that they knew a celeb.

It was a nuisance to say the least as the fans never seemed to understand boundaries and we couldn’t just tell them to fuck off for the fear of public backlash.

I couldn’t deny though, that deep down I enjoyed some of the attention.

 

The looks of envy and jealousy from the men and women alike as they saw how Tiffany, clung on to my arms with all loving and doe eyed.

Millions of men wanted to fuck her, all of them probably fapped to her.

Every minute there was a DM from a man halfway across the world prepositioning my sweet girlfriend, offering a life of luxury for but the price of her sexy body of prime breeding age.

But Tiffany didn’t respond to those.

So only I had her.

Well, it isn’t like I was breeding her tight virgin cunt bareback and shooting my creamy nut butter deep inside her all day and night.

No, her conservative upbringing meant she wanted to save sex for after marriage.

She would not let my rock hard cock anywhere near her bald, pink slit no matter how I pleaded with her.

But at least I still got to suckle on her soft pillowy breasts and have her suck me off with a condom from time to time.

That alone gave me a sense of pride and boosted my ego.

That I had a part of Tiffany that no one else had.

That and her heart of course.

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Freshman Orientation Games

On my enlistment day, Tiffany took everyone’s breath away by turning up in one of her signature deep V neck sundresses, the ones that she had been taking pictures for her Instagram with that showed a modest amount of cleavage.

It gave her an extremely sexy yet innocent girl next door look that many men craved.

Every man in the vicinity looked in awe and envy as I, a lowly recruit hugged and kissed my sexy, popular influencer girlfriend goodbye before I boarded the bus for basic training.

Even the commanders gave me a “woah good catch bro” smirk as I boarded the bus.

Just simply being Tiffany’s boyfriend gained me a mad amount of respect from the men around me.

In camp, there was constant talk about how men would break up with their girls or be cheated on during these two dreadful years of forced military training, as their sexy young girls went on to university, surrounded by sex starved men, fresh out of their two year mandatory military stint.

They would win our girls from us hands down, being more mature and sporting bulging biceps and sexy six pack abs.

Most importantly, they were right there, single and available to hit on our girls day and night while we poor soldiers were stuck rolling in mud on an island far away.

It was a cycle, they said. For we would be stolen from now but we would have our day, when we were free from this prison and take their place as freshmen in university, free to hit on and breed with the girls whose boyfriends were stuck in camp like we once were.

My sweet sweet girlfriend Tiffany, who was now a popular food influencer had sworn to be faithful and wait for me to be done with these two dreadful years and we could be together again in university.

I trusted my girlfriend and didn’t feel I had any reason to worry.

Boy was I wrong.

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Weeks passed and despite her growing popularity, Tiffany remained the sweet faithful girlfriend I fell in love with.

We kept in touch through texts during the weekdays.

I could only use my phone in the night after dark so that was when we chatted, updating each other about our day and lamenting the days left till Friday, when I got out.

She would pick me up from the station when I booked out of camp on Friday evenings and we would head to a restaurant she was invited to review for a free, romantic dinner and like always, I would double as her photographer, helping her take photos of her mouthwatering tits with the food.

She would then follow me home and stay the night with me.

I was usually exhausted by the time we got home, but the nights that I did not pass out immediately after a shower, we would spend the night in a sweet 69 position where I would lap her sweet bald pussy to mindblowing orgasms while she devoured my condom clad cock down her throat.

 

Our lives remained uneventful until her freshman orientation day, which consisted of two full days of icebreaker, get to know your peers games followed by a freshman party at a club on the second night.

It was an open secret that these games were extremely physical and sexually charged with lots of skin to skin, body to body contact to let everyone be really, really comfortable with each other.

And the party, well the party was to help seal the deal with alcohol in play.

At the end of the first day, I saw texts from Tiffany lamenting that all the boys and girls were fighting to be in the same team as her.

The boys wanted to be in her team so that they could get close to her and get as much skin to skin contact with her body as much as possible.

With games like the guys doing push ups while the girl lay below them, it was no wonder that every guy would give a nut to have a chance lay on top of Tiffany’s sexy little body, feeling her bouncy milk jugs on their chest every time they went down.

She also told me about how the guys would take every opportunity to get touchy with the girls, placing their arms over the girls as an act of camaraderie, incessant long hugs with their hands resting on their bubble butts or just outright groping and squeezing of their tits and ass whenever the opportunity in the games allowed.

 

The girls brushed it off as horny boys being boys, not wanting to make a scene.

I was exhausted from the day’s training but I could feel my attention starved cock become rock hard reading her complaints of having her young nubile body being groped and caressed by random men during the games.

If the milder, icebreaking games on day 1 were already like this, what would happen on day 2 and in the darkness of the club?

I sent a quick response to her and fell asleep shortly after, forgetting to turn off my phone to save battery and I woke up to a dead phone.

The next night, I could only start charging my phone when the lights went out but it would take a while before it had enough charge to be able to turn on.

I fell asleep even before the phone turned itself on.

At 3am I woke to some vibrations from my phone. It had turned itself on and I had about 20 messages from my dear girl Tiffany.

Over 10 of them were from the evening before, at the end of the 2^nd day of games.

Tiffany was complaining about how the games had become even more sexual in nature on the 2^nd day.

One game even had them split into groups of threes, blindfolded and trapped in a small tent.

They were tasked to touch each other and guess who it was they were feeling up without communicating with words.

Needless to say, wanton hands went exploring her petite body feverishly.

They started off groping and caressing her body through the thin, class tee shirts that everyone was wearing.

But in no time, the curious hands wandered under the thin fabric to assault her sensitive body directly.

Squeals, moans and groans coming from other tents confirmed that all the girls were having their sensitive bits well explored, just like Tiffany.

There were two pairs of hands working in unison to get well acquainted with every nook and cranny of her sexy body.

Instead of reaching out to feel the bodies of her invaders, she tried swatting them away as they moved to unclasp her bra and relieve her of her underwear.

But there were too many hands and they were just too strong.

She had her hands pinned behind her back in no time, defenceless as they pulled her tee up above her chest.

With her bra unclasped, her tits were free to be suckled on by two hungry, mystery mouths as their free hands went into her shorts to rub her aching cunt and butt hole in unison.

Her screams and squeals were drowned in the sea of other screams and moans from the other tents in the field as the freshmen girls had their young 18 year old bodies played with by unknown assailants.

She had begged them to stop, that she had a boyfriend.

But they did not respond. They couldn’t.

For their mouths were hungrily sucking on her massive, milky tits.

As they were about to push their fingers into her virgin holes, the game master announced that the game was over and for everyone to exit the tent and keep their blind folds on until told otherwise.

The mystery mouths gave her abused tits a few more good sucks before leaving the delectable milk jugs in reluctance.

The faceless hands fumbled around, trying to help her with her bra and shorts before leaving the tent.

Saved by the bell.

They were all led back into the main area before they were allowed to remove their blindfolds.

 

When the blindfolds came off, male and female alike were sporting frumpled, clothes, confused looks and dishevelled hair, suggesting they all had the same unique tent game experience.

They never did find out who they were grouped with in the tents.

I almost came in my pants reading the recounts of my sweet Tiffany being groped and almost defiled by mystery hands.

But there was more.

Videos of the party in the club followed her texts from the evening.

No, they were not videos of my sweet 18 year old girlfriend having her virgin holes bred by her classmates, although I had held my breath thinking that they would be, given how the tent games went.

However, they were simply snippets of the party she took for me.

But what made me spurt precum out of my rock hard cock was her few texts.

“I feel so dirty dear.. I was coaxed into going to the dance floor with my group of girl friends. But the moment we entered, we were pulled a part and separated by unknown hands in the mess.”