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The Nightclub	By : CyberXIII Category: Digimon > General Views: 23223 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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At the park, Tai scowled. Sora and Mimi were supposed to meet him out here about an hour ago, dammit. On top of that, he hadn’t gotten laid in a week. It was maddening after finally getting some regular sex, especially with his stamina issues…

Some days he was downright insatiable. Even just thinking about it made him start to pitch a tent in his pants.

“Hello, handsome!”

Tai stared at the girls that had wandered into his vision. How could he not?

Jun Motomiya. Davis’s big sister, professional slut, and Matt’s former number 1 fangirl. Momoe Inoue, Yolei’s older sister, and her best friend…with an infamous reputation as a cocksucker. Jun was the envy of so many girls around…mostly due to the size of her immense chest, only outsized by Mimi Tachikawa.

Jun was wearing a low-cut, cleavage baring halter top, and a pair of the shortest short-pants he’d ever seen. The short was so short it exposed her midriff, revealing an eye-catching belly-button stud. Tai could see the straps of her panties peeking out from under them! His eyes trailed down her tanned swimmers’ thighs, continuing down into a pair of sandals exposing her cute, pink toes. She quirked her glossed up lips into a smirk, cocking her hips to the side, deeply enjoying the attention. The redhead adjusted her shades, the smirk becoming a grin.

Momoe, her best friend, was wearing a sleeveless leopard print dress so short and tight it was a minor miracle she wasn’t yet arrested for indecent exposure. Clearly it had been Jun’s idea…but Momoe carried it with style, despite having put on a few pounds in the last few years. Tai didn’t mind—it went all to her hips and bust.

Tai shook his head to clear it, not being stupid. Jun was infamous for a feud with Sora a few years back. Jun never forgave Sora for taking Matt off the market, and the resulting catfight had been downright historic.

No wonder Jun’s partner turned out to be a Persiamon. Said mon was currently in the Digital World, but Jun was eying him like a cat looked at her next meal.

To his absolute surprise, both girls were eying him hungrily.

“Well well well, what have we here, Jun?”

“I believe we have a thief in our midst, Momo-chan!”

Tai blinked in confusion. “What makes you say that?”

The two sluts giggled.

“We saw you and Sora and Mimi in the club together!”

“You were kissing them both!”

Tai froze. “That could have been anyone. Besides, even if it was true---!”

He was cut off as Jun reached into her cleavage and pulled out something...photos.

Himself, kissing Sora full on the mouth. Another showed him plowing Mimi like a wild bull. A third showed them embracing in an alleyway, his hands on both of her asscheeks, possessively groping them. One showed Mimi on her knees blowing him. All of them clearly showed their faces, and left no doubt as to what they were doing...hard, adulterous sex.

Tai felt the color drain out of his face. If the others saw these he’d die...no, worse. If Matt and Izzy saw these they’d cut his balls off, and that’s if he was lucky.

Jun smiled and patted his hand reassuringly. “These are our little secret, Tai. But don’t worry, we don’t hold it against you…and we won’t tell a soul.”

Momoe sat down beside him. “On one condition.”

Tai swallowed.

“What is it?”

Jun and Momoe exchanged grins, making a trickle of sweat roll down his back.

Jun said, “We go on a date, the three of us, in public. We won’t force you into anything you don’t want to, and by the end of it we’ll give you the photos, all of them.”

Tai swallowed.

“And if I refuse, you’ll give them out to everyone, won’t you?”

Momoe nodded. “You catch on fast. Just say yes; we promise, it won’t hurt.”

Tai sighed. He supposed he deserved this one. “Fine…when do we go out?”

Jun said, “We’ll call you.”

SCENE BREAK

Sora tried not to roll her eyes. She and Matt were on a date and she swore he hadn’t been this boring when they’d gotten together. It almost felt like they’d gotten together because everyone expected it.

But her eyes widened when she saw a familiar mop of brown hair in the crowd. Tai walked in, with not one, but two girls under his arms, both of them grinning like the cats that got the cream.

And those outfits! They were so lewd, so dirty! They caught everyone’s eyes!

Momoe was wearing a scandalously tight red dress, one that hugged every curve like a million hands. The dress showed off her slender frame, despite her rather bottom heavy nature. Tai, as asked before hand, kept one hand above her waist, deliberately not trailing down to her thick ass. Momoe shuddered as she felt the eyes following her inside, but didn’t dare look around. She walked with demure poise, in direct contrast to Jun.

Jun was wearing in a pink halter-top designed to do nothing but show off her breasts, something it succeeded very well at. Her midriff was exposed, along with the stud in her navel, and her wide hips swayed with each stride of her muscular legs. Unlike Momoe she deliberately wiggled her traffic-stopping, toned ass with each step. The athlete to Momoe’s nerd, she kept herself in much better shape.

Sora stared at them, and stared at Tai, clad in a pair of baggy shorts, brown sandals and a short-sleeved, collared shirt complete with an 8bit version of Agumon.. She swallowed around a sudden lump in her dry throat. She could see his muscles standing out underneath the stupidly tight shirt, his athletic build on total display underneath the thin garment. The shorts were rather baggy, but thankfully they didn’t hang high on his hips. As he walked, she could see a hint of sun-kissed skin, that she just knew had some of the mightiest abs she’d ever seen.

Matt raised an eyebrow. “Hey, is that..it is!”

Cheerfully, Tai raised a hand and waved.

Sora almost covered her heart. When had Tai gotten that big? And then it struck her---she had cheated on Matt with Tai. What if Tai had gotten tired of her? Worse, what if he’d come to confess and dump her?

The color drained out of her face but she pasted a smile on her face as Tai sat down across from her. Jun sat to his right, Momoe to his left, both of them beaming at the other couple.

“Hey, Sora, Matt! How’s it going?”

Tai didn’t have to fake the smile he sent Sora’s way. Matt chuckled.

“Eh, fine. I didn’t realize you were dating Jun.”

Tai shrugged, his arm still in Jun’s grasp, wedged between her frankly huge breasts.

“What can I say? We met one day in the park and just, I dunno, clicked.”

Jun giggled and pressed a kiss to his cheek, leaving a lipstick mark stamped there like a mark of ownership. “We talked for so long we lost track of time, but he was a perfect gentleman. We just decided to stop by for a bite.”

Matt raised an eyebrow. “So why is Momoe with you?”

Tai shrugged. “She wanted to come after her old boyfriend stood her up. She just looked so lonely we couldn’t just leave her there. So we turned our twosome into a threesome!”

The story was just that, a cover story. They’d rehearsed it before hand, and Jun had made a big show of hiding the pictures in her cleavage when he’d hesitated. Tai knew he should have been angrier--these two sluts were making a fool out of him, using him like a toy for their own sexual and manipulative gratification.

But now, as they laughed and joked around over lunch and he put on a show for their audience, he felt a spark of...something.

He didn’t know what, but it was making his pants tighten.

Jun and Momoe were in their element, their hands exploring Tai’s body. Nothing obscene, they were in public, but they rubbed against him, hugged him, kissed him in front of Sora, and hardly paid Matt any attention.

Sora felt increasingly flustered, as Matt, oblivious to her growing discomfort and arousal, continued bantering with Tai over minor, inane things. She couldn’t help it! She’d cheated, lied, and never tried to commit Tai to herself or even convince him to stay with her. It wasn’t his fault she couldn’t break things off with Matt. Worse, she couldn’t even protest, lest Matt find out and murder them both. And even if she did, what could she say? She’d sound like a total hypocrite!

But as she watched the couple/threesome in front of her flirting in between conversation with Matt, she rubbed her thighs together, her hands clenching around her fork. That should be her lipstick mark on Tai’s cheek, and her hands holding his, and her feeding him in the most sappy way possible---!

Someone poked her in the shoulder and she nearly jumped out of her chair. “AH! WHAT!”

Matt blinked in confusion. “Are you okay over there, Sora? You look a little out of it.”

Sora sighed and gave him an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with me today.

Jun did. She couldn’t help the small grin that stole across her features. Now Sora knew just how it felt! She would have gloated, but she felt a hand on her cheek.

Tai gently turned her head. “Hold still.”

With his index finger, he swiped a bit of sauce off of the corner of her mouth, before sticking it in his own mouth. Jun actually blushed as she realize they’d just shared an indirect kiss...and judging from the cocky light shining in Tai’s eyes, he knew exactly what he was doing.

Jun turned back to the other couple, clearing her throat. Momoe, sensing the plan was in danger, chose to intervene.

“So how are you two doing together?”

Sora and Matt both started, for differing reasons. Tai hadn’t looked at Sora once since their earlier greeting and Matt felt a little odd watching Tai of all people be smooth. It was shocking.

“Well, we--”

“We were--”

The two of them spoke over each other, awkwardly trying to salvage things. Jun felt a sweet sense of vindication...even moreso when Tai slid his arm around her waist, just under the table. Somehow watching her old crush and the girl that stole him make fools of themselves was just so satisfying. Tai felt it too; the look on Matt’s face was better payback than any number of punches to the face.

To see Tai, you would think he’d forgotten Sora’s name altogether.

Momoe, meanwhile, was tired of being ignored. Her hand, under the table, slid towards Tai’s thigh. He didn’t let it show, but Sora could see through the small space in the tables. Passerby couldn’t see unless they were right behind them, and no one would pay any attention to a small group of young people in the corner with the crowd and raucous noise of the mall.

Momoe let her hand slide inside Tai’s pants, and gave him a firm handshake under the table. Gently, so as not to arouse suspicion. Tai kept his eyes front, but the handjob felt great.

Matt raised an eyebrow. “You look a little flushed there, Tai.”

Tai took another bite of his sandwich. “Eh, must be the spice. I might have asked for a little too much hot stuff.”

Jun giggled and kissed him again. “I dunno. I think you’re the hot stuff around here.”

Tai finished the last of his sandwich, and said, “Well, it was nice seeing you both again. Have fun on your date. Jun? Momoe?”

Jun stood up, smiling, and looped her arm through Tai’s. “Yeah, let’s go on with our date.”

Momoe took his remaining arm, her own smile razor sharp. “I’ll just make sure nothing weird happens, you two!”

With that, the trio walked away, leaving a confused Matt and a bitterly jealous Sora in their wake.

Matt turned to Sora. “Did it look like he had his hand in his pocket to you?”
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