Prompt: Backstage Pass (Digimon) (Patreon)

Summary: Mimi's been invited to a front row seat of Yamato's next concert. She goes with a few other girls, before things get heated backstage between her and Yamato. Includes: NTR, recorded sex, and Cheating sex

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Mimi had an eager grin on her face. She had come to support her friend, Yamato, during his recent concert, along with a few friends of hers. She was the only one amongst them to be part of the Digidestined, and thus knew him longer and better than most of the other girls, but they all seemed nice enough.

The three women were all huge fans of Yamato’s music, and when he started to play on stage, each of them were screaming in amazement and love for the young man. She cheered too, of course, but she was drowned out in the sea of fans.

Still, being an old friend of Yamato came with a few bonuses that others in the audience didn’t. Yamato had invited her backstage after the concert, and Mimi had been kind enough to invite the group of girls along with her.

She would have liked to enjoy this moment with closer friends of hers, like Sora, Yamato’s girlfriend, or even her own significant other, Koushiro, but circumstances had kept them from coming. Sora had a family dinner she had promised to attend while Mimi’s brilliant lover had work to do on his computer.

Mimi frowned slightly. Another night without her boyfriend because his computer was so precious to him. She sighed quietly, frowning at the thought, but she quickly tried to push it aside. She wasn’t made at Koushiro. Alright, she was, just a little. Was it so hard to give her a little romance? To do what she wanted to do?

She had lost count of how many times she had stayed by his side while he worked, just giving him company while he barely paid attention to her. Mimi cursed her mind, thanking Yamato as he began playing another song.

The music was amazing. While it wasn’t the stuff Mimi usually listened to, pop, EDM, or a little bit of country, Yamato’s rock music was still amazing to listen to. She rocked her head to the beat, pumping her fists through the air with the other girls as they all listened to the sweet, pounding symphonies. 

The show was great, and Mimi felt her heart swell with pride for Yamato’s good fortune and hard work. He earned his place on stage, and she waved at him from the front row. Part of her didn’t expect him to notice, but he did, smiling back at her. He returned the wave and all of the girls next to Mimi lost their minds.

“Oh my God! He waved at you!”

“He’s so handsome!”

“I love you, Yamato!” Each of the girls seemed high on the music and atmosphere. Mimi just smiled at took their company with as much grace as she could. 

After all, the night was far from over. 

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Once the show was over and everyone began to filter out of the concert area, Mimi and her ‘friends’ were allowed backstage where Yamato and the rest of his band were resting. Mimi led the group as they were motioned to his room, ushered inside by the workers. 

“Yamato!” she beamed, running forward to embrace him. She squeezed him in her arms as he hugged her back.

“Mimi! I’m glad you could come. How was I?” he asked, though the confident smirk on his lips told her he already knew. Still, she gave credit where credit was due.

“You were amazing out there. I loved it. That song you wrote about the summer was so beautiful! Did Sora inspire that?” she asked, and he shook his head with a smile.

“Actually someone else inspired that song,” he chuckled. “But thanks. I’m glad you enjoyed the show.” 

Of course the other girls were quick to move in, each of them praising and complimenting the young musician. Mimi stepped back, allowing them all to get a piece of him, but his attention still returned to her, even as his fans clamored for his acknowledgement.

“Hey, you’re wearing the shirt.” Mimi blinked, before glancing down. 

A gift to her, Sora, and Koushiro. Shirts that had a member of the band’s name on it, and as chance would have it, Mimi was given one that had his name. She blushed slightly, playing with a lock of hair as she smiled. 

“I wanted to wear something appropriate for your show.”

“Well, you look great in it,” he commented, and Mimi’s blush burned hotter as she thought about how tight it had been on.

It squeezed her body, hugging her flat stomach and accenting her rather large breasts. It didn’t even properly cover her belly button! Still, the compliment brought a smile to her pink lips as the night continued. She and the other girls made idle chit chat with Yamato and his band, with many of the girls barraging the boys with questions.

Eventually the other members of the band had to leave, leaving Yamato to entertain the women all by himself. Of course, he had a secret weapon on his side, as Mimi soon learned.

“Hey, I know where my drummer keeps his special stash. Hold on,” he grinned, reaching into one of the bags laying on the ground. He pulled out a key and slipped out of the room, only to return a few minutes later with a few bottles and even some shot glasses in hand.

“Who wants something to drink?” he asked, handing bottles and glasses out to everyone as Mimi examined the liquor.

“Whoa, this some is pricey,” she commented. “Are you sure we can have this?”

“Ah, he’s trying to cut back on the stuff anyways. I’m helping him, really,” Yamato commented as he sat on the couch beside Mimi, while the other girls had to share a much larger one on the other side of the room.

“Can we take your picture, Yamato?” one girl asked.

“Can I have a selfie?” another questioned, and he smiled and kept playing the role of a celebrity while Mimi finished a glass of the hard liquor.

She moaned at the taste, only to gasp as her picture was suddenly taken. One of the girls, a blond woman by the name of Yuna, smiled at Mimi with a wink. “Can I get one of you and Yamato together, Mimi?”

“O-oh, are you sure?”

“I’m cool with that. You’re my favorite person here, you know,” he teased, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close.

“I thought Sora was your favorite,” Mimi countered as her cheeks turned an even brighter shade of red.

“I said, favorite person here,” he shot back, before he tapped her nose with his finger. It was childish. Stupid. Yet her blush was going down her neck as she leaned against him.

She felt so woozy. Tipsy. Not sleepy, but a little unbalanced, and so she rested against Yamato as she smiled for the cameras. 

“Hey!” One of the girls suggested with a grin. “You two should kiss!” 

“W-what?!” Mimi almost shot out of his arms, but he had a hand on her to gently pull her back to him. “W-we can’t! I have a boyfriend!”

“Aw, come on, Mimi! Don’t be such a prude!”

“Yeah, when are you ever going to get the chance to kiss a guy as hot as Yamato?”

“Plus, no one here is gonna tell your boyfriend.”

“It’s just a kiss,” Yamato added, and his soft voice melded with the liquor in her system. She blushed, looking away as he whispered in her ear. “If you don’t want to, that’s okay, but I’m not going to tell Sora about this. Not unless you want me to.”

He blew into her ear, and she squeaked, shivering from the warm contact. Mimi glanced at the ground, calculating her options. Sadly, she wasn’t very good at math on the best of days, and when Yamato’s hand brushed against her tit, she ended up leaning closer and pecking his lips.

The kiss was quick and chaste. The next one, less so. She wrapped her arms around him, letting him taste her strawberry lipstick as they fell down onto the couch together. Her large breasts pushed against his chest as a moan slipped out between them. More moans followed as Mimi tasted Yamato’s mouth, licking the inside of it before he returned the favor.

Koushiro never kissed her like this, and the sound of the other girls cheering them on made it worse.

“Whoo! Get some!”

“Fuck, she’s so lucky…”

“Look at them go.”

The two parted, saliva linking their mouths as Mimi panted for air. Yamato didn’t stop though, leaning down to kiss her neck, even sucking on it. She moaned at his touch, shaking in his arms as he left little marks on her skin. 

“W-we should stop,” Mimi muttered, shuddering as he placed a hand on her ass, squeezing it. She tried pulling away, and she actually did this time, sitting up as Yamato laid beside her. “S-Sora, a-and Koushiro, a-”

“Hey, hey,” Yamato grinned, sitting up to take her hand in his. “Forget about them for a while. Let’s enjoy ourselves.”

Mimi was shaking her head, trying to resist, to ignore what he was suggesting. Her body wanted this. The girls wanted this, but Mimi resisted as best she could. Right up until Yamato pulled her hand down to his crotch, gently rubbing her fingers against his… his package. 

The brunette’s eyes widened and her heart skipped a beat. There was no way he was this big. No way.

She squeezed the erection that she felt. She stroked her hands up and down as her breathing became shallow and heart raced. She gulped as she searched for the head of his cock. He was already bigger than Koushiro. By the time she found the hard tip of his penis, he was twice the size of her little boyfriend.

Mimi couldn’t fight anymore. She could when she thought Yamato had a normal size dick, but something like this left her pussy quivering and wet. She gulped, glancing down at the noticeable bulge he was packing as her natural needs took over.

While her mind was now his, her body didn’t know where to start. She pawed at the cock, feeling it through his pants as the other girls took pictures. Mimi didn’t even notice as Yamato smiled, moving his hand along her back, or around her to grope her breast.

She moaned at his touch, before he pulled at her shirt. It came off, before he tossed it to the ground. Mimi was about to undo her bra, but Yamato did it for her, shocking the young woman with how easy it was.

“Koushiro always had a hard time with those.” 

“I’ve had practice,” he replied. 

The two kissed again, before Mimi pulled at his pants. His pants and boxers fell down to the ground, before she tossed them away. Their audience cheered as they saw the thick, hard cock spring forth, and even Mimi had to take a moment to bask in its glory.

It was thick, and tall, and huge, and her pussy was quivering against her panties just from looking at it. She breathed in its scent, shaking as Mimi heard one of the women giggle.

“I’m totally recording this. God, Mimi’s acting like such a slut…”

“H-hey,” Mimi panted, turning her head to glare at the girl with one eye. “Y-you better not post that,” she muttered, barely able to offer much more argument than that. 

“Right, right,” Yuna giggled. “We promise. None of us are going to post anything,” she swore, taking another picture of the two. She thought she was so clever, muttering under her breath “Slut.”

Her? A slut? Maybe. Koushiro’s girlfriend, but Yamato’s slut… Mimi ignored the women behind her as she leaned forward and pecked the tip of the cock.

Mimi then slid down to the ground, and onto her knees before him. She took his cock in her hand, and while staring him right in the eyes, opened her mouth and took the cock down her throat. 

She felt it plunge down inside of her, filling her mouth and choking her. It was hard to breathe, but it was harder to let the cock out of her mouth. She sucked on it, wrapping her lips around the halfway point, before pulling back.

She then dived down again, feeling the cock sliding deeper down her throat. Again and again, she felt the dick battering the inside of her throat, filling her with the delicious meat. She moaned around it, forming rings around the cock from her lipstick. 

Mimi bobbed her head up and down, soon reaching the base of his cock as Yamato moaned under her. “Fuck, you suck cock better than S-Sora,” he commented with a grin, feeling her suck on the thick member. 

Her tongue slid between her bottom lip and the cock, licking the veiny shaft, coating it in her saliva as her eyes fell shut. Tears fell down her face as she kept going, barely able to hear the moaning whispers behind her.

“Look at her take that cock.”

“Mmm, I know a great sight that would love pictures of these two going at it.”

Mimi pulled back, circling the tip of his cock with her tongue as she moaned. Her hot breath stroked the cock, before she returned to deepthroating it. She impaled herself on the cock, before pulling back with a loud choked gasp. 

She got a mouthful of air, before Yamato came, shooting his semen onto her, raining it down onto her head. She shuddered, moaning in approval as cum rained down. She felt it fall onto her face, her cheeks, even onto her tits. It clung to her brunette locks as she inhaled the strong aroma, shuddering from the sensation.

Mimi opened her eyes, staring at Yamato, only to find his eyes not on her. She pouted, following his gaze to find the girls taking their pictures and recording them. Mimi blinked, before she smiled, groping her own chest as she stood up. She turned to face them, posing as she covered her nipples with a thick layer of cum.

Mimi was posing for them, even happily blowing a kiss from her cum-painted face. The girls laughed, quickly going back on their word. 

“Look at these comments! The pictures are totally blowing up!”

“‘What a cock hungry whore,’” Yuna read with a giggle. 

“Ready for the main course, Yamato?” Mimi teased, placing a single finger on his chest, dragging it up and down with a smile. He chuckled, nodding his head as Mimi leaned forward and whispered into his ear. “I’m going to let you do something I never let Koushiro do. I think you deserve it after that show you gave us…” She kissed his ear, before letting her warm breath brush against it again.

“You can creampie my tight, wet pussy…”

Yamato’s cock throbbed between his legs as he grabbed Mimi’s body, digging his fingers into her ass. She pulled her clothes down, before climbing on top of him. Her hands were on his shoulders as her legs laid on either side of his. She positioned her pussy over his cock, before sliding down.

She had taken cock before, but this beast was beyond any toy she had before. It was certainly bigger than her boyfriend’s. Mimi moaned loudly as the cock kissed the entrance to her pussy, before penetrating her, digging in deeper and deeper as the inches sank in.

Yamato’s hands squeezed and even spanked her ass, making her eyes widen as she bounced slightly. She was panting, leaning down to kiss his forehead and hair as he spanked her again. Koushiro never treated her this roughly… She kind of liked it…

Mimi giggled, before letting out another moan as she sank lower down his cock, feeling the veiny shaft rubbing against her inner walls. Yamato squeezed her ass again, before pulling her down further. 

The brunnette let out a loud cry of pleasure. She felt her pussy squeeze the cock, stroking every side of it as she stared into his eyes. “F-fuck, you’re so big!” She panted. Her pussy enveloped his cock, tightening around the shaft as Yamato kissed her lips.

“You’ve almost taken it all,” he whispered against those soft lips. “Just a couple, mmmh, couple more inches. Sora didn't take my cock this well.”

Being compared to Sora sent a shiver down Mimi's spine. It felt... good to be better than their mutual friend. 

A couple more inches… She could do that. Mimi slammed her body down, taking the rest of his cock. She felt theri bodies press together as she took the entire length of his penis, and she couldn’t stop herself from moaning loudly as the girls behind them continued to take pictures and tape the two.

“Fuck, the internet loves you, Mimi,” Yuna giggled as the other women laughed with her. 

Mimi didn’t care. They didn’t get to ride this huge cock. She did, and she was going to milk it for all it was worth. Quite literally, in fact. Mimi bounced her ass up and down, moaning as the cock slid against her wet walls. 

“Y-you’re so big,” she panted, leaning down to kiss him again. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it, stroking his chest as her ass swayed side to side, feeling his cock throbbing inside of her. 

“Bigger than Koushiro?” he asked, before sucking on her neck, leaning little marks on her skin again.

“Y-yes. Bigger than, ahh!” she cried out, trembling as the tip of his cock slammed into her G-spot. Yamato grabbed her hips, holding her as he began to really pound that spot, listening to her cries turn into screams of pleasure. 

He pounded her cunt harder and faster. Mimi’s tits bounced against his chest as she moaned loudly, holding tightly as his cock throbbed inside of her. Her dick trembled, before he came, shooting a load of cum into her. 

Mimi let out a loud, passionate cry, a smile on her face as her eyes rolled into her skull. She felt the cum coating the inside of her cunt, before her body went limp on top of him. She kissed him again as the group of women took pictures of cum trickling out of Mimi’s womanhood. 

The two continued to kiss, before parting. Mimi brushed some hair from her eyes as she smiled. “Fuck my ass,” she begged, and Yamato was only too happy to give it to her. 

The two adjusted on the couch. Mimi laid on it with her legs spread and arms on Yamato’s shoulders as he held her hips in his hands and watched his semen trickle out of her cunt. He grinned, before pushing his cock into her ass, listening to her hold back a scream as he penetrated her again.

He was burying his cock into her ass, and it hurt like hell. It felt like she was being split open, but she didn’t stop him. She whispered, “Keep going, k-keep going, please…” The lube of her pussy juices and their cum made it easier, but it still felt like she was being split in two.

The couple stared at one another as Mimi panted, quivering under him as a hand rose up to grope her tit. He gave it a squeeze, before the two smiled at one another and he began to really fuck her. 

He pounded her plump, peach-shaped ass and the couch rocked under them as he pounded her. The women rose up from where they sat, making a small half-circle around the two as they continued to take pictures and record them. The whole internet would know about what went on tonight, but neither Yamato or Mimi cared. 

They just enjoyed the ride. The sound of his balls smacking against her body, the smell of sex and each other in the air, the way ecstacy shot through them when her ass squeezed his cock. Mimi had a wide grin on her face as her eyes rolled into her skull. Loud cries of pleasure fell from her mouth as she lifted her legs and wrapped them around Yamato’s body. 

“P-please,” she begged. “Cum in me. Please cum in me! Please, c-cum!” And he did, and she came with him as his semen shot right into her ass.

Jets of cum filled her, coating her insides as Mimi arched her back, shaking in place. She cried out in pleasure, screaming as she felt herself being filled. Her body went limp, and she laid on the bed with a tired smile on her face as she stared at Yamato’s scarlet face. 

He stared back at her, slowly pulling his cock out. She moaned as she felt the inches rub against the inside of her ass, before he popped his cock out and wiped it against her leg. Both her ass and pussy was dripping with his cum, every detail caught by their audience’s phones. 

Mimi licked her lips, making sure to give everyone a clear view of her body, before she got down on the ground and sucked Yamato’s cock clean. 

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A few days later, Mimi and Koushiro were walking down the halls of their school together. The young man was in the middle of filling in his girlfriend about his newest computer upgrade when a familiar face passed by them.

Yuna was in the middle of talking to several other girls. Mimi wasn’t sure if she meant to or not, but Koushiro clearly caught some of what she was saying.

“And I heard Mimi and Yamato totally hooked up. They wanted each other so bad.”

“And that was them? In those photos? I couldn’t see their faces, but-”

“It had to have been! That hair style totally looked like Mimi’s!” 

Mimi came to a halt, turning her head to stare at the passing group. Her eyes turned towards her boyfriend, who had a frown on his face. Mimi felt a chill run down her spine, fearing the worst, when she heard him sigh. 

“Can’t believe some of the stuff people make up to tell others.”

“Heh. Yeah. Stupid gossip, huh?” she asked. Koushiro shook his head, before he kept walking. Mimi followed behind him, but her eyes were on her phone.

She just got a new message from a certain musician asking her to come to the roof during lunch. Mimi smiled, nibbling on her bottom lip as she gave her reply, following just behind her boyfriend.