NUMBER 9: Between Billie's breasts

I woke up in the morning and was immediately greeted by the surreal experience of opening my eyes to a naked Zendaya lying in bed next to me. She woke soon after, smiled at me and planted a quick kiss on my lips before getting up, her nude form swaying gracefully as she went to pick up her clothes.

"I guess it's time for me to go then Luke. I loved this time we spent together a lot. If you ever want to talk or even meet up again, you can DM me any time," - she said, turning to me and smiling sweetly, - "I hope you have fun with the other girls that are going to be lucky enough to come here."

"I loved this too Zendaya. I never even dreamed of something like this happening to me. You're amazing, I loved meeting you and spending time with you. I'm glad you're willing for us to stay in touch" - I said, smiling back at her.

"Of course I am! You're so sweet Luke. More people should tell you that." - Zendaya said.

"You're the best Zendaya" - I said.

"No you!" - she responded, giggling.

An hour later, she was gone. But I didn't have too much time to be lonely, because soon enough I was being informed that Billie Eilish had arrived at the mansion.

I met her in the dining hall, and, just like Zendaya before her, Billie was wearing a really nice lace blue dress which showed off a significant amount of her impressive cleavage. I was already excited for what was to come later. However, for the time being we greeted each other politely and sat down for yet another luscious meal. She was honestly great, and we talked for a long time even after we'd finished eating.

We then went to the mansion's movie theater, and sat down to watch some cheesy romcoms. We watched the first movie normally, then, as the next one began, we started slowly edging closer to each other as the movie went on, gradually paying less and less attention to what we were watching and more and more to the fact of us getting closer. Eventually we ended up rubbing right up against each other, and I carefully took her by the chin, turned her head towards me and kissed her gently. I could see the gleam in her beautiful ocean blue eyes even in the dim light; she had desire, even need in her eyes. All I saw after that was a whip of black and red hair as she jumped at me, full-on straddled me, and started passionately planting kisses all over my face, before I took her head again and we began French kissing hungrily. She was quite the freak, having almost an animal nature to her exponentially growing lust, chaotically running her hands all over my torso and gyrating her hips wildly on my crotch, causing some strong movement in my pants beneath her.

Just then, the movies we had queued up ended. Things were drawing towards the evening, and I was ready to set up our encounter. I gently rolled her off me and said:

"There's this huge pool here at this place, but I haven't had the chance to test it out yet. Want to come try it out with me?"

"Yeah, let's do that! I'd be honored to be your first pool guest" - she said, smirking. We got up and started heading towards the back yard.

"Oh, silly me! I forgot to bring a swimsuit!" - I said cheekily.

"Oh, me too!" - she said, covering her mouth in joking realization.

"Guess we don't have any choice but to skinny dip" - I said, smirking and winking at her. She smiled alluringly and nodded.

We got to the pool, and she slowly, daintily wiggled her dress over her head, slowly revealing her delicious curves to me. I let my mouth hang agape for a few seconds before I took off my own clothes. She then had her own moment to stare at me, then all of a sudden she ran at me and pushed me into the pool, laughing.

At least the water wasn't cold, otherwise I don't think I would've taken to this as kindly. When we eventually resurfaced, I waited not a moment to reach out underwater and squeeze her breasts tightly, making her squeal out and splash in the water. We swam around for a while, splashing water at each other playfully; she sometimes swam up near enough for me to touch her body for a little while. We eventually got out of the pool, dried ourselves off and sat ourselves down on a deck chair. We started making out again, except this time I buried my fingers into the superstar singer's ample breasts, groping them and pinching her nipples with great gusto; she was clearly very aroused by this - that area seemed to be very sensitive. I then, having thoroughly kneaded her breasts, moved my hands instead to her full, round backside. It was amazing to the touch - firm enough while still remaining soft. I continued squeezing it while I kissed her passionately, our tongues intertwined deeply.

When we eventually disconnected, I switched instead to sucking on her breasts, taking her nipples one by one in my mouth and making her tremble. When I was done with that, I said: "I think it's time for tonight's special. Do you want to just lie down on this chair? That way I can get you off while you get me off."

"You're so considerate" - she said, with some lighthearted sarcasm, and did just that. I had got the butler to leave one of the vibrators that the mansion conveniently had under the chair, and I picked it up now. I then knelt in such a way that my penis was positioned right between her breasts, and reached my arm behind my back so that the vibrator came into contact with her most sensitive area, making her gasp and tense up, moaning out before putting her hands either side of her bust and squeezed my shaft between them as I started thrusting. It wasn't the most comfortable experience of my life, as my thrusting between her breasts was made more difficult by the fact she kept twitching and writhing from the effect of the vibrator, moaning loudly. I didn't have much time or chance to think about the weird positioning, however, as the feeling of my erection sliding between her soft bust was absolutely heavenly. We both moaned in blissful unison as her breasts worked my shaft and the vibrator worked her clit.

Suddenly, in one of the few thoughts my brain manage to form other than "Oh my God that feels so good" I got an idea. I leaned back a bit, put the handle of the vibrator down, and inserted the end just a little bit into her vagina, making her shriek with pleasure. I then leaned back to my original position and, with my now two free hands, grabbed onto her nipples and started twisting, rubbing and pinching them as I resumed my thrusts. She became a whole lot louder with this, of course, shouting out things to the effect of "Yes Luke they're so sensitive...keep going like that on my nipples...Oh My God fuck please never stop fuuuuck...so...sensitive" as me and the vibrator kept up the double waves of pleasure on Billie. Soon after she jolted her hips upwards so hard that I was almost knocked off of her and the vibrator was very nearly dislodged from her entrance as she orgasmed harder than I'd ever seen anyone orgasm. All of this was making me get closer and closer every minute I continued to pump my penis between her breasts.

As I felt myself approaching the brink, I maxed out the vibrator's settings and then sped up my thrusting. The curvy singer started screaming out in joy and bliss and writhing like crazy beneath me. Just as it all was about to send me over the edge, she went limp beneath me - she had passed out from the pleasure. I didn't notice this, of course, until I had covered her chest in a thick white layer of my seed. Once I had come down, I gently pulled the vibrator from her and turned it off.

When she woke up, she giggled at the sight and feeling of what was on her chest, then looked up at me adoringly. "That was the most amazing time I've ever had in my life. We HAVE to do that again someday," - she said.

"That we can agree on," - I said, - "By the way, do you have to be anywhere urgently or do you want to come to bed?"

"Sure I'll come to bed with you Luke," - she said cheerfully, - "Just have to clean myself off first. Someone did a very thorough job covering me," - she added, smirking.

And with that, she went off to take a shower. I, meanwhile, went to a different bathroom in the mansion, quickly washed off, then went to check my phone.

We hope you have enjoyed the day of your encounter with Ms. Eilish. Ms. Hailee Steinfeld will message you within the hour - came the expected DM.

Actually, she already had:

hello Mr. Carroll. When would you like to meet tomorrow?

I wish they would stop all addressing me so formally.

please, call me Luke. if you could make it for breakfast, that would be lovely!

Hailee was quick to respond:

okay, Luke it is. call me Hailee then. of course I can make it to breakfast! see you tomorrow!

see you tomorrow! - I replied, before turning my phone off and going to bed with Billie.