Mystery Date 1

(Billie and Finneas return home from a grueling 8-month tour around the world. Days after returning home...Finneas and Claudia have an argument because Finneas forgot their 5th year anniversary of being together, and every time the two of them made plans Finneas was always dragging Billie along. Claudia had finally reached her breaking point.)

"For fuck's sake Finneas! I love Billie like a sister, but must you bring her along EVERY fucking time we make plans together?"

"She's going thru a rough patch right now, Claudia. Her and Jesse broke up."

"That was months ago, Finneas! Billie's a big girl now. She can handle her own damn relationship issues! Or is there another reason?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, c'mon Finneas! Do you truly think I'm that stupid? I've seen how you act towards Billie. I've seen how you watch her body move!"

"Of course I watch her body move. I perform on the same stage as she does. How can I not notice?"

"That's not what I meant, and you know it!"

"Then why don't you spell it out for me, Claudia!"

"You...don't want to spend time alone with me anymore...because...you'd rather be kissing and fucking your own sister."

"Oh c'mon. That has got to be the craziest shit I've ever heard. You're blowing this whole thing out of proportion."

"Am I? Then look me in the eye and tell me you haven't thought about what it would be like...to fuck your own big breasted sister."

(Finneas doesn't answer...because she was right. He had thought about it. Many times.)

"You both can go to hell!"

(Claudia packs a bag and leaves, telling Finneas she'd send someone for her belongings as soon as she found another place to live. Meanwhile across town Billie sits at her home alone, totally bored out of her mind. She scrolls thru her cellphone list of guys she knew.)

"Boring. Boring. Loser. Loser. Loser."

(Billie sighs. There had to be at least one good guy she could spend some time with. A guy that was funny but was also great in the sack. Billie scrolls thru her phone some more, until something catches her eye.

Mystery dating? At the Naughty & Nice club tonight? Hmm. Worth a try. Billie figures.)

(Billie smokes some weed. Then showers and dresses in a disguise that teasingly showed off her busty cleavage.)

(She grabs her car keys and heads towards the door

(She grabs her car keys and heads towards the door. Meanwhile across town, the same ad has caught Finneas's attention. He figures it's probably better than sitting around doing nothing. He showers and smokes some weed, then heads to the club. Once there, everyone is assigned a mask, The mask hides the person's entire face except for their mouth. Part of the mystery. Part of the fun the hostess explains to everyone, as they are escorted to their own private table. He sits there for a while, listening to the music.)

"Attention everyone. You will now be paired up with a dance partner. Remember...no talking loud. You can dance...you can kiss...but no telling your partner your real name and no removing your mask until after you both have sex, if things go that far. Alright? Good luck and let's have some fun!"

(A half hour later, Billie was not happy. Every guy she meant up with was either too busy talking about himself...or they tried to rush things by grabbing Billie's ass or boobs. She storms over to the main service bar, where two women were.)

"You stupid bitches! What kind of losers are you trying to hook me up with?"

"Is there a problem?"

"Duh! Didn't I just say there was a problem? What the fuck is the deal with all these fucking losers trying to grab me and take me to their room for a quick fuck? Isn't there one-half decent guy in this whole fucking club? You dumb bitches better get your shit together, or else I'm going to give your club a bad review! Do you hear me?"

"Yes, ma'am. We apologize. We'll get to work on that right away."

"You better." (Billie growls stomping away. The one employee turns towards her boss.)

"What the hell did you apologize for? We don't guarantee that everyone will find their perfect guy in one night. It says that on the ad."

"Yeah. I know...but don't you know who that was? I could tell...despite her disguise."

"Who?"

"That...was Billie Eilish."

"Really? Are you sure?"

"Positive. Her big boobs are a dead giveaway."

"But how are we going to fix her problem? Not our fault guys want to jump the bones of women with big boobs."

"That's true...but see this guy on my tablet here? He just got here 20 minutes ago. He isn't having a good time either...yet."

"But I don't understand..."

"We hook him up with her...and watch the fun begin."

(Billie sits and watches the name and number display on the overhead board. She sees her number come up...13...and number 82. Whoever this guy was he must've gotten here after Billie did. She hoped to God he wasn't another loser. She gets up and walks towards the entrance to the dance floor. Then she sees him from the distance. He was taller than her, slightly muscular. He approaches her and smiles. Billie liked his smile.)

"Shall we dance?" He asks.

"Yes."

(They walk onto the dance floor and begin dancing with one another. The head hostess walks over to the DJ booth where Doctor Diz was setting the mood. She talks to him for a while, and points at Billie. He nods his head smiling. Billie continues to dance with her mysterious date, when suddenly the song changes.)

"Alright bitches. It's time to bump and grind!" Doctor Diz hollers. Billie shyly steps closer to her mystery date. She turns around and begins grinding her ass against his cock. Billie smiles as she feels him get hard. She turns around and slowly grinds her waist against him. Her date felt drawn in by Billie's full kissable lips. He stares at her big boobs bouncing so close in front of him. He wanted to grab those big boobs and suck the milk out of them. The song ends. Then to everyone's surprise a slow song begins playing. Billie moans softly as her date pulls her into his arms. Billie's breathing quickens as her waist presses against his bulging cock. Billie couldn't fight her sexual urges much longer. She didn't know who this guy was. She just knew he had a nice size cock on him, and she wanted it inside her. She wanted fucked...hard. Her left hand touches his cheek, as she begins kissing his neck.)

"Is that a kielbasa sausage in your pants? Or are you just happy to have me tight against you?" Billie whispers.

"Both?" Her date replies.

(Billie smiles as her lips brush his cheek. She whispers in his ear.)

"Tell me. What are you thinking right now?"

"I'm thinking...how badly I want to kiss and lick those full pouty lips of yours...and I love how your big boobs bounce, with the slightest movement. Fucking breathtaking." Her date replies.

(Billie smiles and blushes.) "Really? Then kiss my neck. Work your way down and up. If you want me, you got to earn me baby."

(Billie moans softly as her date kisses her cheek and works his way slowly down her neck. He unbuttons her outfit, exposing more of her big boobs. He begins kissing Billie between her breasts.

She grabs his hands and places them upon her breasts. She moans louder as he pushes her breasts up as he kisses and licks between them. He sucks on her nipples.)

"OOOHHH! OH GOD. That feels so good."

(The club hostess and her fellow employees are trying hard not to laugh. Billie's date squeezes her breasts as he kisses her neck.)

"Do you like my boobs?" Billie whispers.

"They're big. They're beautiful."

"What do you want to do with them. Tell me."

"I want to rip your outfit open. I want to kiss and lick and suck and fuck your breasts."

"Do you want to fuck me?" Billie purrs.

"Yes."

"Hard?"

"As hard as you want...and more." Her date replies.

"I'm not wearing any bra or panties...kiss me."

(Billie moans as their lips meet. They grab each other's face with both hands as they kiss and lick each other's lips. They smile as they join hands and walk over to the service bar.)

"We need a room." (Her date tells them.)

"Of course. Here's your key. Room 7. Our best room."

(The two of them leave hand in hand, stealing flirty glances at each other, as they head up the stairs. The nightclub staff exchange knowing looks as the event continues.)