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Everything You Hoped For	By : Digitriangel Category: Digimon > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 28103 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Content warning: Exhibitionism, public nudity, underwater petting.
“Takeru Takaishi”
He did not look towards the voice. Now that she’d seen him there was really nothing anyone could do. He took a last few bites looking as dignified as he could and prepared his most genuine fake smile.
“Mimi, what a pleasant surprise, what are you doing here?” he asked with gentile surprise as she moved into his range of vision.
“Looking for you.” she said as her arms crossed. The girl looked around the restaurant disapprovingly, Takeru found the frown on her face quite unfair, she spent way more time going out to low class joints like this than he did. A guilty pleasure she rarely indulged in while sober. “Aren’t you supposed to be looking for a job?”
Always the job with these people.
“Aren’t you supposed to be at school?” he shot back.
“This is more important.” Mimi said grabbing his wrist, “We should go. I don’t want to talk about this in a restaurant.”
The blond lamented his lost meal as she led him out. When Mimi was in one of her moods a simple hamburger wasn’t going to stop her. The pair walked until they found an alley she deemed both empty and sufficiently sanitary, and they ducked in there to talk. As they walked Takeru tried to read her hopes, but that didn’t help him much.
I hope I win the pool
I hope Taichi and Yamato would smack some sense into Takeru
I hope Sakura and Kazuto will work out
I hope Takeru gets his kneecaps taken out
I hope I’ll have time to go shopping after this
“Why are you being so cautious, is it digimon stuff?” Takeru suggested knowing he was wrong.
“No, more important.” she insisted, pushing him against the wall and stretching up to look him in the eye. An action no less intimidating now that he had a good half a foot on her. “Where were you last Friday? You missed the party. I haven’t seen you in forever and then you bail on me? Do I really mean so little to you?”
So that was what this was about, thank god it wasn’t something serious. With Mimi one could never tell if they had stepped on an ant or trampled her Aunt.
“Nothing personal, Hikari and I just realized we hadn’t had a night to ourselves since high school, so we hung out at her place like old times. I didn’t even know you were going to that party.” He said with a genuine smile, reciting the line he and Hikari had agreed upon if anyone asked. Her eyes accused. He twitched.
I hope someone castrates him with a rusty screwdriver
Ok, wrong answer. That was definitely something he didn’t want to activate by accident.
“Since when did old times include all night fuck-fests?” Mimi spat.
The blond was wholly unprepared for that. It hadn’t been a week and Hikari had already blabbed? And why exactly was this making Mimi so angry, she had spent the last two Christmases trying to hook him up with Hikari. Takeru figured the older girl should just be glad they finally connected.
“Don’t try to deny it.” The girl continued, not caring if he answered or not. “You were both missing from the party, and when I went to visit Hikari on Sunday she was glowing -” his mind worriedly shot back to homeostasis “- figuratively, god for a literary nerd you suck at metaphors. Anyway, she couldn’t hide it for long, and I got it out of her that you guys were hooking up. But not dating? And she is one-hundred-percent off the deep end for you, so why don’t you take the plunge.”
“You think I’m not ready to commit to her?” he asked incredulously.
“Well duh, she made it clear she wasn’t looking for anyone else any time soon. And yet said you two weren’t exclusive. I don’t know what bug crawled up your ass and made you never date anyone, but you better take it out right now and go beg for forgiveness.”
Takeru was a little annoyed that none of Mimi’s hopes were more productive than creative ways to sabotage his reproductive system. If she had come here trying to help he could have solved any problem in an instant with his powers.
Wistful eyes strayed toward the sky “Believe me Mimi, we’d be exclusive if she’d let me. It’s just, complicated.”
“Complicated,” the brunette did not look convinced. “Well I’m used to complicated relationships. If Hikari really is the problem then why don’t you give me her exact words?” she dared him, pinning him harder against the wall. He gulped and looked around, unable to believe he was about to repeat this.
“‘I’m sorry Takeru, but if we get involved romantically, then I know you won’t chase after other girls, and you deserve far more than just one cunt. So for now you’ll have to put up with me just being your dirty little cumdump.’”
Mimi continued to stare him dead in the eye, and her fingers tightened around his shoulder. There was no way any sane person would believe him, Takeru was still having trouble processing it. He really hoped this alley way didn’t contain a rusty screwdriver. Or car keys.
“Eww”
The symbols over her head started to rapidly change, and she released him to bring her hand up to cover her face. “One, no matter how much I ask for it, never ever use exact words again when talking about your bedroom misadventures. You two are like twelve, you should not be saying those things. Two, I am going to kill your maybe-but-not-definitely girlfriend.”
“Please don’t. Hikari may be confusing, but I do like her”
Mimi rounded on him again, with one hand twirling her hair “Why didn’t you stop her. No wait, let’s check first.
“So basically you’ve liked Hikari for like ten years, but for some reason never had the balls to make a move on her. And Hikari realized a few months ago that she’d been crushing on you for years, but thought you were too averse to dating to do something about it. The two of you spent all of an hour alone together and all the tension explodes. And now you like her and she likes you, but her fetish doesn’t let her treat you as an equal and your morals won’t let you treat your girlfriend like a side hoe. But you two are too attracted to each other to just cut yourselves off. So you are friends with benefits that don’t want to date anyone else but still can’t get together.
“I take it back; I’ll kill both of you.”
“Where did you get all that from?” he asked still not sure why she’d believed him in the first place.
“Woman’s intuition.” She said, brushing off the question. “What am I going to do with you two?” she said, chewing her lip and looking away in thought.
“Mimi,” Takeru was pretty sure Mimi was not the best person to talk about this with, but she was also the only one he knew for sure he could talk to without having to explain his puzzle of a relationship. “Hikari did offer me a compromise. For every girl I manage to bed, she owes me one date. But I’m not sure if it’s a good idea.”
“What? No, it’s a great idea, please tell me you took it.” Mimi said pushing him back up against the wall as she continued to rant at him.
“Just think about it, after the first few months you can look her in the eye and say:” Mimi shifted into a gentile tone that clashed with her frantic and uncoordinated rant “‘Hikari, I’ve been with dozens of girls but none of them make me feel like you. I just can’t put up with them anymore, you’re the only one for me’” She returned to the earlier style “Or, you just man up and accept sleeping with a girl who isn’t your girlfriend ever once in a while because that’s what your girlfriend wants you to do. Either way I win.”
“Well I guess if you put it that way, most guys would kill for this opportunity” he conceded. Even if he still felt unsure.
“Well duh. Now, how do you plan on seducing these girls?” she asked. Takeru had been more concerned about the morality of becoming a womanizer for the girl he loved, but to him the answer was obvious.
“Magic super powers.”
“We call that being handsome and a quarter French, not magic.” she laughed “And that will only get your foot in the door. How will you seal the deal? Oh Gawd, you’ve never been on a real date before. This is going to be more work than I thought.” She started to drag him back to the shopping district.”
Mimi continued her lecture as they dodged through the street vendors, “Have no fear, Mimi’s here. I’ll teach you everything you need to know about getting laid. Then you and Hikari can finally start dating and I can finally collect that fifty thousand yen.”
“Fifty thousand yen? Who said I was paying you that?” he asked.
She looked back at him wickedly. “There may or may not have be a betting pool between myself, Sora, Yamato, and Taichi to determine what month you two started dating. It may or may not have been going on for five years. We may or may not have been adding two thousand five hundred yen each to the pot every year. This may or may not be one of my months.”
That would explain Mimi’s foremost hope he thought as he chuckled:
I hope I win the pool
If he activated that right now, would that mean he and Hikari would start dating before the end of the month? But then in doing so he would be taking away Hikari’s power to make that decision herself. Was that a tradeoff he wanted to make to be with the girl he loved?
They suddenly stopped as Mimi whipped around and shoved her pointer finger in his face. “Any date worth his salt needs pocket money; dinner and a movie isn’t free and you’d better not make the girl pay for it. Plus you could use a new outfit. And that means a job, which you don’t currently have.”
“Why is everyone so intent on rubbing that in my face? It’s not my fault they hired too many interns and had to fire me one hour on the job.”
“Well if someone hadn’t spent months talking about landing their dream job out of high school and what a leg up they’d have on us then maybe we’d be less interested in your professional life. Even Daisuke manages to do okay off of that cart of his. Now focus, what kind of job can we find for someone with no skills and no training?”
“I have plenty of skills, ask Hikari.” he joked. Mimi ignored him.
“I’ve got it. Poolboy, all they really have to do is look handsome and act flirty. Do you think Hikari will count cougars?”
I hope he can get a job as a poolboy.
Why the hell was that even there? He shook himself away from the low hanging fruit. He did need money; it was a shame none of his friends could hope he was secretly a millionaire philanthropist. Or hoped he won the lottery, or something. Wait.
“I don’t need a job right now; I have a system. Here, I’ll show you.” he said dragging her to the nearest convenience store despite her protests. At one O clock all the high school students and salarymen were at busy, there were only three people actually in the store. A housewife reading the gossip magazines, a freshman college student who was nursing a weekend hangover, and the elderly man who ran the shop. It didn’t take Takeru long to find what he was looking for.
“Scratch tickets?” the older girl asked incredulously “Look, I know you are down on your luck but sweetie gambling is not the answer.”
“I have a system,” he repeated riffling through the tickets he picked up a few and held them to the light, before putting them back and repeating with the next batch. When he felt she would be sufficiently confounded he picked three at random.
“I’ll prove it to you and if I win more than a hundred thousand yen I’ll buy you a new outfit.”
He could tell she didn’t believe him, that was fine, he didn’t need her too. He just needed her to be greedy. He couldn’t control the smirk on his face as he saw the wish appear.
I hope he wins a hundred thousand yen.
Takeru activated the hope and walked toward the cashier, paying for the tickets.
The blond couldn’t help but notice Mimi’s curious glance over his shoulder as he began to scratch them. “Cow, Cow, Chicken, No. Cherry, Cherry, Cherry, ooh a free ticket. Hamster, Hamster, Hamster. What’s that.” he turned to her, smirk somehow wider.
“One hundred thousand yen. How did you…?” she asked. He didn’t respond, trading his tickets for their prizes. Then for good measure he decided to scratch the next one.
“If I win more than four hundred thousand yen I’ll buy you a neckless” he whispered it only loud enough for Mimi to hear. If the old man heard him call out an exact number it might arouse his suspicions. Takeru reveled in Mimi’s impulsive nature as the next bubble popped up.
“Cat, Cat, Cat.” he feigned shock looking up at the shopkeeper. “Hey, mister, you didn’t happen to give me a fake by any chance?”
The cashier looked down at him “Five hundred thousand yen, my what a lucky boy you are. You should buy yourself a treat in congratulations.” It was shameless self-promotion, but Takeru would take it over suspicion any day. Buying a bag of chips and a couple drinks to sate the elderly man, (with a two-thousand-yen tip for extra security) the pair quickly evacuated the store to speak freely.
“Six hundred thousand yen, what does Koushiro make, one hundred American an hour? That would be, about ten thousand yen? so it would take him a week and a half. It took me ten minutes.” He could feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins and a genuine shit eating smile on his face while he gloated.
“Shut up, there’s no way you can do that every time.” Mimi giggled, but he could tell she was less sure of that herself. “Plus it’s not the full six hundred. You owe me. And I could use a new bikini, you know how it is.”
Takeru did not know. If there was one thing Mimi did not need more of, it was bikinis. Back in high school she came up with the most ridiculous reasons for the girls to wear swimsuits, which is why he knew they all had Christmas themed bikini’s because Mimi had roped them into it. Not that he ever complained about seeing all his female friends in little clothing.

If shopping with Mimi was the price of winning the lottery, then Takeru would need to rethink his ten-minute comment. Two hours later they were still looking for a bikini that was ‘just right’, Goldilocks had nothing on Mimi Tachikawa. By this point he had run out of all his good compliments.
“What do you think of this one?” the girl asked of a golden two piece that did a very nice job of showing off her large breasts and wide hips. She leaned down to give him a better view of definitely not the bikini. She’d been teasing him since they got to the store and his tented pants were getting painful.
“You look beautiful Mimi. But I don’t think that has anything to do with the swimsuit.”
She smacked him lightly on the head him. “You know Takaishi that ‘you don’t need any make up’ pseudo-romantic crap might work on high school virgins, but sometimes real women would like to know if we look good in what we are wearing. Remember that for a real date.”
“Of course,” he said nonchalantly, but the talk about a real date and his raging hard on gave him an idea. He pulled out his phone and sent a text to Hikari.
“Will Mimi do?” he asked hoping he had worded it in such a way she would get his meaning, but that the question was vague enough it wouldn’t expose their arrangement if someone was watching.
Mimi wasn’t impressed. “And on a real date don’t spend so much time on your phone when a girl is modeling half naked in front of you. That should be like bachelor 101.” she said as she retreated back into the changing stall. “I guess I’ll get this one then, it’s twenty thousand yen, so that will help teach you to actually pick one.”
“Twenty thousand yen? Is it normal to pay so much for something that covers so little?”
“You’ve clearly never seen me in lingerie before. Worth every penny.”
Takeru was hit hard by an image of Mimi wearing a lacy get-up that barely hid her goods. Not that he’d let her know. “Eh, I guess it might look cute.”
“What do you mean ‘might’? You would totally go all gaga over me, I can prove it.”
“Is that you offering?”
“Only if you’re willing to pay fifty thousand yen for it.”
He put on a genuine fake smile, she always responded stronger when he pretended to be disinterested.
“I guess not; most whores are cheaper than that. Cleaner too.”
“You’re an ass.” but when she emerged from the stall he noticed her hopes had changed slightly.
I hope he really would like to see me in lingerie.
That was ridiculous, Mimi was one of the hottest girls he knew. Why was she so insecure? He pondered the question as Mimi led him to the jewelry store.
“If you think I’m buying you a neckless that costs more than thirty thousand yen you might be disappointed.”
“You realize now I’m not buying anything that costs less.” He had no problem with that, if she was only checking out the thirty thousand yen necklaces maybe this wouldn’t take so long. While Mimi ran to the neckless stand like a kid heading for the dessert table at a buffet, Takeru felt his phone vibrate with a reply from Hikari. Quickly followed by another.
“Yes, OMG yes.”
“Go get her tiger I’ll be right here thinking about it ;)”
Long painted nails obscured his screen and Takeru jerked back in fear of being discovered.
“Sorry, Takeru but we really need you to kick this phone habit, if a girl thinks you are paying more attention to your phone than her you’ll never get laid. I might just have to take a look for myself to see what interests you so much.” Mimi’s voice was dripping with venom, and Takeru felt that if she caught him lying his existence might end. He didn’t foresee a long life in telling the truth either.
“No, no. It’s from Hikari.” Okay, wrong answer, he got that. “And you really don’t want to see it.”
“Ew.”
“Besides, it’s not like this is a date, so it’s no big deal if I’m focusing on a girl I actually have a shot with.” He’d expected her to jump on that. Explain all about how he was lucky she was even spending the light of day with him. He had seen her do the same with Taichi and Yamato before.
“And what if you did?” she righted herself, “I mean, what if it was a real date, you do need some practice.”
I hope he starts complimenting me
Takeru knew Mimi liked attention but not that she craved it this much. He leaned in, blue eyes staring deeply into brown as he laid it on thick.
“Those pearls look radiant on you, their Ivory shimmer playing nicely off your skin. They are like a halo, lighting up and drawing the attention of every man in the room, much like yourself. The symbology is poetic, in the dark depths of this ocean we call life, hidden to this world by a thick protective shell is the pearl we call Mimi”
He recalled her previous advice. “But somehow I think a pearl neckless is a little too plain to represent the phenomenon known as Mimi Tachikawa. They might be a little formal for your average college party too.”
She was blushing, he’d made enough girls blush in his life to tell when they were just good at hiding it. Mimi Tachikawa, who had been complimented by thousands of boys and chased after by hundreds, who had always seemed to exist on a higher plain than Takeru dared reach for, was blushing from something he said.
“Then you pick one out if you know so much” her voice was calm, teasing even, but her hopes betrayed her.
I hope he compliments me more
I hope he picks the flower one
Wary the latter may be a trap, Takeru carefully looked over the necklaces. He found the ornament in question and had no doubts it was what Mimi wanted. The string was nothing special, but the center held gemstones fashioned together into a bouquet of flowers. A pink daffodil on the left, a white lily on the right, and in the center was a splendid rose eerily reminiscent of Mimi’s missing partner.
Without a word he placed it around her neck, enjoying the excuse to glance at her cleavage where it rested. His finger’s brushed gently across her skin as he picked the decal up to explain.
“Flowers, admired by all, able to convey hidden meanings. A garden of talent and beauty for all to see. Their many wonders have touched more lives than anyone can really measure. I think this piece speaks to your soul.” His hidden meaning plain to see, and she found herself uncharacteristically lost for words as she got wrapped up in his performance. Taking advantage of her shock he paid for the neckless and led her out.
“So Mimi, where to next? I was thinking the beach.” he declared when they emerged from the store.
“What are you talking about?”
“We are on a date now aren’t we?” she looked a bit queasy at that, “And I know you want to break in your new two piece.” She was still resistant, unsure if Takeru was someone she wanted to date, even to help him practice. On the other hand
I hope we go to the beach
He had already won. If he could keep it up like this, piquing her curiosity and pushing her further, he may just have a chance of claiming the indomitable Mimi Tachikawa.

That was how Mimi Tachikawa had gone from trying to help a pair of friends sort out their relationship, to a wearing a skimpy bathing suit on a date with a boy she’d not thought of romantically or sexually before in her life.
The pair had swung back by the store to pick up a pair of swim trunks for him, giving her a preview of his beach bod. It was better than expected, Mimi always thought him too much the starving artists or crying child, she forgot the star basketball and tepid soccer player underneath. Abs and arms toned from athletics, he didn’t have the muscly build of someone who went to the gym, but it was more than enough to see why in high school a freshman had half the senior cheerleaders hitting on him back in the day.
That said, when they entered the beach she could tell more eyes were on her than on him. She liked that. It was a huge confidence booster to know she could turn heads, and there was no harm in looking.
Takeru’s voice had been even when he offered to rub sunscreen into her back, but Mimi could guess his true intentions. She would have preferred a tan but she did have to see how good his moves were. She giggled at the thought, was she hoping Takeru would give her a full on back massage here? Mimi laid herself down on a towel, and undid her bathing suit top, just to tease him a bit more. Boys were cute when they were flustered.
The blond started innocently enough, straddling her, not letting his pelvis touch her. Spreading the sunscreen on her upper back, just covering it for now, not rubbing any of it in until he was sure no spot was uncovered. When his hands wandered between her shoulder blades he began to apply pressure.
It felt good, as good as she’d hoped. He started moving back up, working on each shoulder individually, kneading and soothing flesh as he went. Finding knots and releasing all the tension and fear in Mimi’s body. She suppressed a moan as his hands worked the base of her neck.
Would someone see them? There was nothing racy about a massage, she reminded herself. Still the thought of people watching her, memorizing the blissful look on her face and saving the image for some future masturbation session, did more to stoke her embers than quell them.
She groaned as he removed his hands, missing them more than she ought to. But soon enough they returned, this time spreading the lotion on her lower back. Magic fingers resumed working her skin, and Mimi enjoyed their attention. She loved it all: The way his hands could relax and loosen joints she didn’t even know were sore.   The secret passion that sparked along the path of his fingertips. The sensation of her body and nipples as they ground against the towel as he shifted pressure, and the way it further inflamed the desire inside her.
Takeru didn’t stop when he reached her bikini bottom instead he slid a few fingers underneath it to caress her ass directly. He stayed close enough to the top to keep to their ruse. The brunette knew she should stop him, this was not good date behavior. A normal girl would have slapped him for daring to try. But Mimi couldn’t deny how good it felt; she didn’t want him to stop, so she let him continue.
When he’d had his fill of the little of her ass he was allowed to touch, he moved up her back. This time he allowed his budge to press against her backside, showing her just how excited he was as she melted at his touch. The blond found a special knot as his deft hands worked on pliant shoulders again. When he soothed this knot it released pure pleasure into her body. Her back arched, and her ass crushed up against his member and she desperately tried to silence her whimpers.
Any onlookers would certainly know they weren’t just applying sunscreen now. The thought excited her. Could she make him blow right here in front of everybody? As subtly as she could she began grinding her ass into him.
Mimi wanted to cum herself, but frustratingly his hands were sticking to her back, far away from her erogenous zones. If she was being honest she didn’t want him to play with her front right there, it would be too embarrassing. She was stuck in this sweet purgatory of bliss, wanting more but not wanting to take the risk to get it. Forever denied her sweet release.
Or so she thought.
The blond found another one of those miraculous knots in her back. As he worked it away she felt waves of pleasure course through her body as she began to spasm in shame. She could feel every touch of his skilled fingers mirrored on her clit, as if he were working her pussy directly for everyone to see. The sensations overwhelmed her as orgasm washed through her.
Had Takeru, who by all accounts had never gone further than kissing until less than a week ago, just made her cum without touching her genitals at all? If Mimi had known he was this good then there was no way he would have stayed a virgin past the age of fourteen.
Takeru diligently continued his ministrations until her orgasm had subsided, when her quivering ceased he shifted his weight off her. Mimi lifted herself off the towel slightly and turned over to face him.
“Thanks for that I’m not sure how to-” his eyes dropped to her chest as she spoke.
Her uncovered chest, proudly displaying excited nipples.
Mimi dove for the towel red-faced and sent a kick in the direction of his guffaws. “Pervert.” But he wasn’t, not like her. He wasn’t the one who had just flashed anyone looking their way, or who had gotten off in public.
With her bikini safely protecting her modesty, Mimi struck out toward the ocean. Hoping the water would hide her embarrassment and his arousal. Not caring that his back was still exposed to the sun. She hoped he burned.
Takeru followed after her, catching up to her and quickly pulling her under. Soon the pair were splashing and playing around in the shallows. But Mimi couldn’t fully focus on their games.
The recent experience stuck in Mimi’s mind like glue. Every time someone looked their way she couldn’t help but think, did they recognize her? Had they been watching when she bared her breasts? Did they realize that she had been getting off short moments ago? Unintentionally led by her desires, the pair soon found themselves on an isolated sandbar, far enough that no one could hear them, but many beachgoers could no doubt still see them.
Mimi looked up at her companion, his blond hair darkened by the water, the reflection of the ocean dancing in his blue eyes. When had he gotten so tall? When had he gotten those mussels? She supposed he’d been that way for years now, she’d just never bothered to think of him this way before, despite the fact he was almost everything she normally went for in a man.
She wanted to fuck him.
Only a bit, but the desire was there, burning below the surface. But Takeru would have trouble chasing after a pure girl like Hikari after Mimi rocked his world, she was sure of it. It wouldn’t be fair to the prospective couple and counterproductive to her cause.   So she kept the seeds in her mind, refusing to let them grow. Still, she wanted to fuck him.
Blue eyes darted above her head, a quirk he had picked up in the later years of high school when she wasn’t paying attention. Mimi saw his face turn to shock, then form a trademark smirk as he looked her in the eyes and tantalizingly slowly started leaning toward her.
Takeru’s lips captured hers and she opened her mouth generously to accept his tongue. Her own played against it instinctually while her mind was still processing what was happening to her. When his hands began to explore her body something snapped in her and she broke the kiss.
“Wait, what are we doing? We can’t be doing this.”
“Why not? I’ve seen you topless, and just made you cum, -” she squeaked in protest but he persisted “- I think a kiss is a little overdue.”
“But all these people will see us.”
“They’ll just think we’re an affectionate couple. We don’t mean anything to them”
Damn his logic and his stupid pretty face.
“Bu-But Hikari, I thought you wanted to be exclusive with her.” Mimi forced him to be honest.
“Hikari wants this” Takeru said pulling Mimi into his chest. His arms moved up her sides “I want this.” She felt his hands go straight for her voluptuous tits. “And you want this.”
What the hell.
Mimi kissed the blond with gusto, letting her hands explore his body. She felt the shape of his nipples, the definition of his abs, the firmness of his ass. All the places she had heard much gossip about, but none of those bitches got the real thing. Not even close to what she would experience.
It hadn’t really set in for her that his hands had left her chest until she felt an offending digit penetrate her. The brunette tried to pull back but found a strong arm keeping her locked in place as she yelped in surprise.
“You want this, don’t you? Doing it somewhere it’s open?” he smirked at the question on her lips. “No one orgasms from just a back massage.” he said by way of explanation, and she knew he was telling the truth.
“I guess I do, don’t tell anyone. Not even all my ex-boyfriends know that.” Takeru must have been satisfied she would not flee, his right hand resumed its sensual movement while his left dropped to her ass.
“This is going pretty far for a practice date.” she ventured as his fingers continued their earlier magic. He responded with and obviously fake smile.
“I think you’ll be good practice.”
“I’ll be the best practice you had in your life” she laughed back.
Worries forgotten, Mimi refused to let him have all the fun this time. Pushing herself away from him a little she stuck a hand in his swim trucks and started running it up and down his impressive length. Jacking him off underwater as he fingered her.
She looked out toward the shore. There were teens splashing and playing in the shallows, people sunbathing and smashing watermelon on shore. If she could tell what they were doing, could they tell what she was? Would they be able to see her flustered face? The roll of her shoulder and the waves it created while she pleasured him? Would someone see Takeru’s left hand holding her, and be able to guess his right was bringing her to heaven? Or was there some old man with binoculars, who would rather use them to spy on young couples than birdwatch, and would be able to see everything.
Would someone see her as the exhibitionist slut she truly was?
Hoping everyone was too far away she started to moan as she indulged her fantasies. In Mimi’s mind everyone on that beach could see her, hear her.   Her audience would know exactly what she was doing, and it would excite them. A hundred voices would be cheering for her, focusing on her, pleasuring themselves to the thought of her.
Takeru took advantage of her distraction to steal her top. The girl had to shrink down to hide her partially exposed tits. Did someone see that? Could they still see her through the water? Takeru certainly could, if his gaze was any indication. He moved again and snatched her bottoms as his right thumb moved to work her clit.
This was it, now she was completely naked and Takeru was getting her off in front of everyone.   Her legs straightened and her back arched completely exposing her nudity to Takeru and any onlookers. How she hoped there were onlookers. Mimi gave up working Takeru, preferring instead to call his name as she let him finish her off.
She felt the orgasm overpower her sending shockwaves down to her toes and up through her exposed chest. She could hear her heart beat like a hammer, her vision faded and ripples spread out from all around her with the power of her pleasure. If Takeru had not been there to catch her she might have drown, so she didn’t care about the way he pushed her chest against him, or her stomach against his hard dick as she rode her orgasm out.
Mimi hadn’t cum like that in years. when she recovered she reached out to reclaim her bikini, but he pulled away keeping the garment tantalizingly out of reach.
“Nope, not until I finish”
She understood what he meant, this was the second time she left him metaphorically dry, she recovered her composure:
“Don’t worry, I am about to give you all the attention you can handle. With your fingers being that good don’t think for a second I’d let you get away without feeling your magnificent cock cum inside me first. But we need to get to a hotel, before I fuck you under the lifeguard tower and someone calls the cops.”
It was easy to retrieve her bikini while he was still struck dumb by her bluntness. After Mimi was sure she looked respectable the pair headed to a love hotel she knew was nearby to attract the beach crowd. The pair got a few stares as they quickly rushed back to their towels and hurried away. Some of the onlookers may have been able to guess what they were about to do, but not what they had just done.
She hoped.
At the hotel she made sure he paid for at least three hours, and he’d been sure to get an ocean facing room. Takeru was surprised by how quickly Mimi was burning his lottery winnings.
The eager couple entered the room, unceremoniously shed their swimwear, and admired each other’s bodies. Mimi’s tits were too large for Takeru to properly fit in one hand. The blond had gotten a few quick chances to admire them today, but now he got a long unimpeded look to truly appreciate their glory.
It didn’t last too long as Mimi bent over playing with her phone. “Takeru you’ve only been with Hikari, right?”
“Yes, but don’t worry I’m more than up for -” The brunette shushed him.
“At this point I’m not doubting any skills you have, but If you are clean then that means we don’t have to use a condom. Which is good, I didn’t want to. I’m clean by the way, but if you are going to start playing with more girls you need to be careful.”
With a few well-placed conversations Takeru was willing to bet he could make himself immune to all STI’s and unwanted pregnancies. He’d have to remember about that.
Mimi had the blond sit on the bed then dropped down to her knees in front of him, petting his half erect cock to full hardness.
“I know I’ve kept you hard for a while so how about a little reward. If you can last fifteen more minutes, when the alarm on my phone goes off, then I’ll swallow all your cum.”
Takeru gladly agreed and she got to work, licking her way up underside of his cock. Mimi gave him the odd wink as she wrapped he tongue around him. He hadn’t let Hikari blow him yet so he was unused the feel of a warm and wet tongue licking and pleasuring him. Mimi worked her way to the tip and he let out a groan as she started lapping up his precum.
Then she pulled up and wrapped her bouncy boobs around him instead. Using her hands to squeeze her breasts together as she rubbed them up and down his cock for the blond’s enjoyment.
“I bet Hikari’s never done this.” and she was right, Hikari’s breasts were too small for this. It was hot, seeing Mimi so enthusiastically jacking him off with her tits. His hard cock ached as it was repeatedly engulfed by the soft spongy flesh.
“Cum on them, cum all over me. I know you’ve been holding back.” she coaxed, but he could see a part of her hoped that he would last the full fifteen minutes, and that would be enough to ensure he did. No matter how titillating the thought of Mimi covered in his cum was, Takeru would prefer she drink it right now.
Mimi adjusted herself so that both her hard nipples were running along the veins of his shaft, and stated making greater thrusts. He watched his dick head disappear down her cleavage only to spring forward again as she jacked him off with her breasts, and caught the girl’s sly smile as she met his voracious gaze.
As suddenly as she’d started, Mimi stopped; dropping her boobs and instead taking him into her warm and inviting mouth. Takeru gasped in shock as she took him all the way to the hilt, looking up at him with worship as her nose toucher his pubes and his cock entered her tight throat.   She sat there for a minute to let him adjust to the pleasure and her adjust to the size, breathing through her nose and massaging him with her tongue and throat.
Mimi then pulled back and stated focusing her attention on the tip, circling it with her tongue or bobbing her head just enough for it to reach the back of her throat. She used deep throating as a cunning weapon, employing it whenever she though it would catch him off guard. Takeru endured the assault like a pro losing himself in Mimi Tachikawa’s legendary oral skills.
As she enjoyed his muffled groans Mimi brought her right hand up to stroke him while her mouth moved down to his balls, licking and sucking on them each in turn as she jacked him off, coaxing his cum out from the source. Before long her mouth returned its attentions to his shaft, freeing her hand to find its way to his balls. Mimi’s remaining hand was at her core, preparing herself for the pleasure to come.
Takeru was in a world of bliss from her ministrations, his cock felt like it was in overdrive, and he knew if he hadn’t cheated he would have blown by now. The delay in his orgasm was actually starting to hurt him a little bit. He was already so hard, and Mimi’s eager mouth made him even harder as she worked his staff.
After an eternity of pleasure and moist lips worshiping a stiff dick, the pair heard the chime. The clock signaling for Takeru to erupt.
He grabbed her head and kept it there, forcing the girl to keep her promise. Mimi could feel shot after shot enter her mouth, but there was far more than she was expecting, no one had cum this much before.   Her cheeks took a small bulge as a small amount broke her seal on his cock and began to trickle down to his balls.
Takeru released her, and she pulled off him to swallow. Then, keeping her record of perfection, Mimi leaned back into his balls to lick up the missed trail, sending sparks of joy along the recovering cock as she went. When she got to the tip she took the half erect dick into her mouth, partially to suck out any leftovers she might have missed, partially to make him hard again under her ministrations.
“Well you sure have stamina, no doubt about that. Maybe Hikari just can’t handle you all by herself.” Mimi said as she moved to their next position. She sat on the edge of the bed, butt half on, half off, shaved legs and pussy spread, then lay back.
“Fuck me” Mimi begged, not wanting him to put it off any longer. Takeru ran his cockhead along her entrance and, finding her still wet and ready, began to push himself forward. Her back arched, and her fingers curled into the blankets. By the time he’d pushed himself in to the hilt her eyes rolled back into her head as a long moan escaped her as her cunt spasmed around him. He heard her mutter something between pants more to herself than him, “Without, hah, foreplay?”
He started fucking her hard, giving her no chance to recover.   The room was filled with the sound of flesh smacking flesh mixing with her open moans. He loved the way her breasts bounced in time with his thrusts. the way she gasped as he went deep, and whined as he pulled back. No more hiding. Mimi was barring her soul for everyone in the room, even if that was just him.
Her cunt was a haven for his cock. Griping him as he pushed in and pulling as he left. For all the rumors of Mimi’s experience her pussy was still amazingly tight around him, and he loved the sticky pleasure he was indulging in.
They locked eyes, an intimate action despite the setting, and Mimi gave him a playful wink.
“Oh God” Takeru groaned out as her pussy began to clench and unclench around him in time with his thrusts. With Mimi’s head now back on earth she had phenomenal control over her muscles, using them to repay him for earlier. His thrusts became erratic, Takeru had no prior experience against this attack or the flood of pleasure it brought.
“Cum in me” Mimi said as she realized he was close. Takeru tried to hold out a bit longer, but soon he was balls deep and erupting into her womb. Feeling his body overcome by the pleasure Mimi was giving him
He really liked finishing inside a girl, and Mimi enjoyed it too as the feeling triggered another, more powerful orgasm in her. Takeru placed his arms on the bed as he reveled in the afterglow, feeling her spasming cunt try to milk out the last of his seed as they writhed in pleasure together.
Takeru was honestly a little disappointed in himself that they had not lasted as long as her blowjob. Unlike on the beach Mimi was happy to enjoy the ride she got, rather than hoping for more so he hadn’t even been able to cheat. The two orgasm he scored were guaranteed off of vague wording by Hikari. During Friday’s romp Hikari had hoped that Takeru would make ‘girls’ cum on initial penetration, and that when Takeru came inside a ‘girl’ she would feel an orgasm stronger than any she had since he entered that ‘girl’.   Takeru gladly obliged when he thought the only ‘girl’ was Hikari, but in retrospect it was clear Hikari had more depraved plans.
Mimi noticed his distraught mood. “That was wonderful, like better-than-a-male-model-with-a-ten-inch-cock wonderful.” He was not sure whether Mimi was sparing his feelings, this was a practice date and he hadn’t augmented himself enough to deserve that high praise. The blond distracted himself from the thought by moving on to the next position.
The wall overlooking the beach was all glass, with the sun just starting to peer through. At an establishment like this all the windows were one sided to prevent anyone from seeing the lewdness inside. That didn’t mean they couldn’t pretend. The blond positioned Mimi in front of the window looking out as he stood behind her. “Let’s give them a good show. How about you play with yourself,” he ordered hands moving forward to caress her generous chest, “and I’ll play with these.”
He hadn’t yet had a good chance to play with her tits, aside from a few touches while he fingered her in the water. Now he got to explore the wonderful firm mountains and perky nipples for as long as he wanted. Something to keep him occupied and spur her deeper into her perverted fantasies.
Takeru could tell what she was thinking: many of the people on the beach were the same as when the couple was down there before. Had any of them noticed her orgasm on the towel? Or seen her naked body while Takeru finger banged her in the water? Perhaps someone had observed the pair hurriedly rushing towards this very hotel, and was now looking up to see her full glory.
Or maybe she had gotten away with it before, but someone was noticing them now? A teenager playing going to the beach hoping to see scantily clad women now getting more than he’d ever hoped? A dirty pervert who knew well the purpose of this building and scanned it every day for naughty women like her?
There were too many faces down there, she couldn’t possibly check them all and see if someone had caught on to their show. She hoped someone had, her furiously masturbating while his cum leaked down her thigh and Takeru played with her tits. The picture she was projecting made her even hornier.
Mimi wanted to cum, and Takeru offered to help her as stylishly as he could: forcing his hard cock through her soft thighs and brushing it against her energetic hand. She accepted it gladly, guiding it into her as the sensation caused her to peak. Taking advantage of her ecstasy he pushed her forward while holding securely onto her hips. The brunette’s unresisting face and voluptuous breasts were forced up against the cool glass, perky nipples suffocated by soft flesh and on full display.
How many times had she wanted to be fucked up against glass like this? In full view of anyone who dared look? She’d only had the nerve to ask for it once before, with a boyfriend of a year. But Takeru had taken her there on the first date. Maybe it wasn’t quite so fair since this glass was one sided, but he still knew exactly where to push to bring out her most sinful fantasies.
Suddenly Mimi’s eyes saw a man on the beach, binoculars looking right up at her. Could he see her? That was impossible yet it fed her desires into an inferno of passion. She had found the voyeur to her exhibitionist, and she was showing everything. Orgasm struck her like lighting, coming out of nowhere to deliver her pleasure. If Takeru hadn’t pinned her to the glass so hard she would have collapsed.
In her primal joy, she didn’t notice the swallow swoop in front of her, nor the man’s binoculars follow it away.
She did notice that Takeru hadn’t stopped pounding her sticky cunt, desperate for his own release. Mimi began to rut her hips back against his and resumed squeezing her kegels again to push him over. She stated begging for him cum just so he wouldn’t feel that he was popping off too early. (The boy was somehow insecure about only making her cum twice, when most boys were lucky to get to one off penetration alone).
Her refocused efforts slowly wore him out, his thrusts once again became erratic before he erupted in her, triggering one final even more powerful orgasm from her body. The pair convulsed in bliss as he shot up into her. How did he keep managing to finish her off as he came like out of some cheesy romance novel? She didn’t care.
When Takeru’s cock was finished shooting he pulled out and braced himself against the wall, letting her collapse beneath him. At this height she was eyelevel with his shrinking penis. Mimi leaned in and began to lick their combined juices of him, he deserved it for being such an amazing lover.
Takeru let out a groan as he felt her soft mouth start to nurse him back to full hardness. He looked down and got an eyeful of her hopes and immediately triggered the one that hoped he came on her face, lest she try to back out. Then the blond indulged in the fantasies created by others.
It was clear how much she had enjoyed their fucking, the way she hoped so hard for just a taste of it again. The way she hoped to go further, more publicly and let the entire world see as he took her. Takeru would likely be able to do this again, whenever he wanted, with a few well-placed words.
He briefly wondered if he could make Mimi worship and be as devoted to him as Hikari currently was. He bet he could, all he would have to do was feed her desires, get her addicted, then offer her a big reward for signing herself over to him. He needn’t convince her fully, the second she entertained the thought he would win.
Takeru liked the thought of having two women at his beck and call, having two tongues running up and down his member, two pussies stacked in front of him begging to be stuffed, two warm bodies writhing against his own. Maybe he could play them against each other, force them to eat each other out and the first one who lost would have to do a punishment chosen by the winner.
The thoughts got him randy, and he almost didn’t warn Mimi before he painted her face white.
“You’re a machine” she said, feeling the volume of his fourth load. “What do you have in those balls?”
He didn’t reply, ashamed of his fantasy. He moved for a more tepid fantasy instead.
“Mimi, before you clean your face. Sometimes Hikari likes it when I take pictures, is that something you would like?”
Takeru could see the internal struggle in her head. All her reason and logic that didn’t want any photos of her nude to exists, certainly not so degrading. All her rational opinions that said boys were not forever and even Takeru couldn’t be trusted with such vital material. All of them were fighting with a small speck of her exhibitionist self that liked the idea of a boy having her picture to pleasure himself to as he wished.
And the speck was winning, Takeru had assured that. The more Mimi resisted the more she wanted it until she threw caution to the wind and moaned out an empathetic “Yes.”
Takeru turned to hide his massive grin as he ran back and grabbed his phone. He had done it, something Mimi would never have agreed to in her weakest moment, she had enthusiastically done after his power took effect. Did he really have no limits? The thought excited and scared him.
After their short, improvised photoshoot the lovers moved to the Jacuzzi, they were both in the mood for an underwater romp.
Mimi still lived at home, and her parents would not let her out for a while if they knew she was with a boy, despite the fact she often was out with boys on a regular basis. In the interest of possibly doing this again sometime Takeru made sure to have her home before dinner. When Mimi got home she went straight to her room, and dialed a number she had sworn to for hours.
“Hey Miyako? This is Mimi. Shut up we can talk about your life later tonight, this is urgent.”
We have another Koushiro, and you need to take a turn on him before this one leaves to travel the world. Or his girlfriend gets jealous.”

AN: 1 USD = 100 yen is a somewhat out of date baseline, but good enough for this story.
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