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DAY 11

 

Emma blessed Ethan’s eleventh morning in the villa with yet another provocative selfie sent in the Boytoy Timeshare chat. The athletic blonde was pictured from the waist up; she was topless yet her nipples and most of her D-cups were covered by her arms. She was holding her dildo in one hand, its tip gently pressed against her stuck-out tongue.

‘Thinking about yesterday. Going to have a fun shower.’

Even after their shared blowjob, Aya couldn’t just let this pass. Twenty minutes later, during her shower slot, a five second clip appeared in the conversation. Her pussy lips slowly made way for a dildo being guided in.

During his own slot, he joined in on the fun and sent a picture of his cock, hard thanks to their visual stimuli. The response, however, wasn’t what he’d hoped.

‘Do guys know they can take dickpics a different way too?’ Emma complained.

‘IKR,’ Aya responded, ‘nice dick, zero creativity.’

Just when he saw these critiques roll in, a push notification appeared on the phone.

‘WARNING: HEATWAVE INCOMING, STARTING TOMORROW’

This wasn’t exactly a surprise as the temperature had been rising slowly since the storm.

Downstairs, Ethan didn’t find anything interesting or noteworthy on the delivery table.

His attention was instead drawn to the kitchen island, where Chloe was showing off some sort of sketch.

He was actually physically taken aback by what he saw.

It was a crude drawing of a female body. A nude female body. This made sense on its own. Ethan figured a large part of all sketches had to be female nudes. The thing that was surprising was that this was not an anonymous body. It was a drawing of Emma.

Ethan joined in on the conversation.

‘And you posed for this?’ Danielle asked, still scanning the image.

Ethan knew she had. It looked exactly like what he had gotten to see up close.

‘I did,’ Emma said, ‘Chloe had mentioned that at her school there would regularly be nude models to study, so I volunteered.’

Ethan fixed himself a plate. Shoeing Cat-Ethan away from the seat he needed.

‘Well, you look great,’ Isabelle said,’ and it’s a great drawing too.’

Chloe was modest.

‘It’s just a sketch. It could be better.’

Aya laughed.

‘Now you’re just bragging. Still looking for models?’

Chloe’s eyes moved down.

‘I could draw you if you want. Do you?’

‘That would be cool, but I was actually going to volunteer Ethan. The male form deserves attention in art, too.’

‘Hey,’ he interrupted, ‘I can speak for myself.’

Emma turned to him.

‘So? Do you volunteer?’

Chloe defused the situation.

‘We’ll talk about this some other time. Did you guys also get the heatwave warning?’

She had successfully changed the subject as the group started discussing strategies to keep cool. Ethan’s suggestion of foot baths was enthusiastically received.

After breakfast, it was time for yoga in the orchard once again. This time, Ethan took part alongside Val and Danielle.

As soon as the mats had been positioned, Isabelle stripped out of the sheer loose dress she had been wearing, leaving on nothing but her panties.

Technically, this was allowed in the orchard although she was definitely pushing the limits.

Ethan was almost too distracted by her older, yet well maintained, body to notice who had joined her initiative.

Val was looking straight at his face the moment he turned to her, which he did not realise as he was mesmerized by her chest.

This meant that, despite having touched them, Chloe’s breasts were now the only ones he hadn’t seen yet.

He had gotten a very good idea of what they looked like on casino night, but nothing could compare to the real deal. Val’s chest was big, but not as big as Danielle. They had a remarkably small amount of sag and small light nipples.

‘They’re just tits, dude,’ Val snapped him out of it.

He finally looked her in the eyes. She was smiling.

‘There’s no such thing as ‘just tits’,’ he retorted. ‘You should understand.’

She chuckled.

‘It’s okay, Ethan. Just don’t make it awkward by creaming your pants. And try to keep your mouth closed.’

The yoga session went by quickly, only solo poses today. Val purposely lingered among the trees as the others cleared out.

‘So, about yesterday,’ she addressed Ethan.

He didn’t know what she was talking about.

‘Aya’s room is next to mine.’

Now he did.

‘I don’t know what you’re getting at,’ he lied.

‘Well, I was in my room yesterday, after lunch, reading a book and minding my own business and there was something going on over there.’

‘Something?’ he feigned ignorance.

‘Either Aya and Emma lied about being straight, or you fulfilled a fantasy yesterday.’

‘Hey,’ Ethan started to complain.

‘I’m not chastising you,’ she interrupted. ‘It was in her room so not against the rules. In fact, me bringing it up actually is.’

‘So why are you?’

She put a hand on Ethan’s shoulder, still topless.

‘Warn a girl next time so she can clear out.’

This was fair.

‘Sure. I’ll think of it next time.’

She smiled and walked back to her mat.

‘Oh, and good job. Sounded like you both got them there.’

He felt proud.

‘You stayed the whole time?’

She raised both hands as if being held at gunpoint, her tits followed the motion.

‘You got me!’

Ethan walked back to the house to fetch a pair of headphones and a book from the library, put his yoga mat away and returned to the orchard to read some more. He stayed there until lunch.

Over sandwiches, plans were made.

‘I’m in that pool immediately after lunch,’ Emma announced. She was already wearing her bikini, now still paired with shorts. ‘I don’t want to know how bad the rest of the week will get if this doesn’t count as a heatwave yet.’

The others agreed.

‘The pool does sound good,’ Danielle supported her, ‘you can count me in.’

‘We could do karaoke night after,’ Ethan suggested.

The women agreed.

‘Are you guys dressing up for that?’ Val wanted to know.

‘Hell no,’ Aya spat out. ‘Karaoke is casual. Wine is all we need. Besides, I’d need more of an advance warning if we plan to dress up again.’

The plans were finalized. Everyone except for Emma went straight to their rooms after to get ready for yet another pool day.

Just when he had changed into his trunks, there was a knock at his door. Without waiting for an answer, Aya marched in.

‘Drop your shorts,’ she commanded as she got closer.

Ethan was nailed to the floor as Aya dropped to her knees.

‘What are you doing?’

Aya decided not to wait for his cooperation and pulled his trunks down herself. Within seconds, his floppy dick was inside of her mouth. It hardened at an astonishing pace thanks to her tongue’s movements. She stopped sucking him off before he was even fully hard and stood up again. The olive-skinned girl turned around and pressed her bikini-clad ass against his crotch and leaned her head against his shoulder as she held onto the back of Ethan’s head with one hand.

‘You better fuck that blonde bunny as soon as you get a chance,’ she purred as she grinded, ‘so we can finally get to the main event.’

She let go of him and walked back out. She didn’t look back at him until she was already in the hallway, while Ethan was still standing there with his dick out.

‘I’ll be in the hot tub.’

Ethan knew he’d be in the hot tub too. He waited a minute to let his erection fade away and made his way down.

As always, he very much enjoyed everything there was to see on a pool day. Val had put on some music, and the cooler was visibly filled with cans of soda and alcohol. He noticed some new swimsuits, even.

The outfits of the three youngest women, he had seen before. Val was wearing a deep-cut black one piece, Isabelle had opted for a white tube top and matching bottoms and Danielle absolutely rocked a green two-piece.

Ethan still couldn’t believe he had been put in this house and quietly thanked the researchers.

He passed by the group elder.

‘Hey, Isabelle,’ she perked up, ‘do you have time for another massage? Tomorrow?’

Her typical serene smile appeared.

‘Of course I do. Feeling tense?’

Ethan smirked.

‘Not really. Just intrigued by your proposal the other day if you remember.’

She looked mischievous for the first time ever.

‘Oh, I sure do.’

Ethan put his towel down on the only remaining free chair. Aya was already channelling her inner siren and motioned him over from the hot tub.

‘Bubbles are on, but the heating isn’t,’ she explained as soon as he was within earshot. ‘Get in.’

He followed her instruction and took the seat next to her, facing the patio.

They sat there, enjoying the bubbles in silence as shouting over their noise wasn’t exactly relaxing. The bubble jets felt amazing on his back.

Aya looked him in the eyes. She looked incredible, despite being light on make-up. Ethan couldn’t look at her without the image of his dick in her mouth flashing before his eyes. Aya smiled at him as if she knew this.

After some time, the jets turned off automatically causing the pair to hear the curated playlist again. A Britney Spears song was playing and Emma was singing along.

The bubbles cleared out.

‘They feel good, right?’ Aya asked. ‘The jets on your skin.’

Ethan nodded.

‘They do.’

‘Might spend large chunks of the coming days in here if it’s really going to get even hotter,’ she said casually, ‘my flat doesn’t have any ways to cool down in summer, so I’m glad I’m spending time here.’

‘Yeah, I know. Mine doesn’t even have AC,’ Ethan responded.

‘I promised myself my next one won’t be a shithole, although I guess that’ll depend on what I can afford.’

As she said this, her hand slipped down his trunks. Ethan’s mind immediately flashed back to the fourth evening as he tried not to react. Even though everybody seemed to be too focussed on their books, the music or were simply swimming laps, he didn’t want to draw attention to Aya breaking the rules again.

‘We’re just chatting,’ she said just a tiny bit quieter as she gripped his dick and started stroking.

‘Yes,’ Ethan said as straight faced as possible, ‘rent is insane. It was better when I could split it with my ex.’

His breath hitched as she started stimulating his head with her thumb.

‘On your own though, it’s a different kettle of fish.’

‘Tell me about it,’ Aya reacted, ‘I barely have enough space to move in my place.’

As she said this, she tried to stroke him again and showcased that, here too, she lacked space. In response, Ethan pulled down his bottoms.

‘This better?’ he asked.

Aya smiled and said, ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’

She responded to his comment by stroking him from his base to his tip.

‘You haven’t mentioned your ex before,’ she remarked. ‘What was she like?’

‘Do you really want to know?’

Aya’s grip tightened.

‘Let me guess. Blonde, big tits, bit dumb?’ she laughed.

Ethan frowned, still being jerked off.

‘No. Not dumb at all. Deceptive, I’d say.’

‘Oh,’ Aya understood what he meant, ‘I’m sorry about that.’

He didn’t respond. She moved away from his cock.

‘I really ruined the mood, didn’t I?’

‘It’s okay, Aya.’

‘I’d still say she was dumb. Bitch messed up and is now missing out on some great dick.’

Ethan still frowned.

‘And much more of course,’ she tried to correct herself before she gave him a peck on the cheek.

She grabbed his shaft again.

‘Want more?’ she whispered.

Ethan nodded.

‘I don’t even have any exes, really,’ she continued the subject, ‘I get nervous really quick around dudes I like.’

She massaged his head again.

‘You don’t like me?’ he teased.

‘You really don’t know shit about women if you think I wasn’t nervous.’

‘You didn’t seem nervous when you offered to jerk me off on, what was it?, the second day.’

‘I didn’t like you … yet,’ she said before sticking out her tongue.

Right when this happened, a spectator appeared. Emma had just finished her laps and was standing in the sun, drips of water on her body and hair slicked back.

She immediately clocked what was happening in the tub.

‘Well, you two having a nice talk?’ she asked as she leaned over the edge, eyes fixed on Aya’s oscillating hand.

‘Looks fun,’ she concluded.

‘We’re doing great,’ Aya responded as she sped up, ‘want to jump in?’

‘Not this time.’

She pulled one cup of her bikini top to the side, invisible from anyone else in the area.

‘I’m going to relax a bit,’ she continued with one tit out, ‘I plan to get absolutely wasted tonight.’

Aya laughed.

‘You’re not the only one,’ she retorted.

Emma covered back up and left the pair alone.

‘Watch out,’ Ethan warned.

Aya understood and stopped stroking.

‘More tonight?’ she asked.

‘Depends on how far gone you are.’

She pouted.

‘You’re going to make a girl choose between drink and dick?’

Ethan shook his head, not affected by her fake sadness.

‘We’ve got plenty of time.’

Ethan pulled his trunks back up.

They relaxed in the tub just a bit longer. Aya then headed to her chair and Ethan dove into the pool.

The rest of the day passed the group by and before they knew it, dinner was over and the karaoke night was about to kick off.

Despite earlier claims of not dressing up, Ethan could tell that some of his housemates had put in the effort. He, himself, had just thrown on jeans and a black t-shirt as if he was going to an actual karaoke bar.

Emma had actually kept her word and was wearing a white crop top and red shorts. This was perfectly in line with what she would normally wear. Aya was dressed differently than she usually would, but for once not trying to show off. A plaid shirt was surprisingly modest for her, but Ethan felt that this was how she’d probably head out in the outside world.

Chloe was wearing an asymmetrical blue top that left one of her shoulders bare. Val had a yellow jumpsuit on. Isabelle was once again in a sheer dress and Danielle had surprisingly gone for the same style, only green instead of brown.

Aya made sure that everyone had a drink while Danielle had put out a bunch of snacks on a platter.

‘Who’s first?’ she inquired.

Nobody took the opportunity.

‘I’ll go second,’ Aya promised, ‘need to finish this first.’

She raised her glass.

Danielle looked around the lounge.

‘Alright then. Guess I’ll start.’

She walked over to the karaoke machine, which had been hooked up to the TV and selected her opening song.

Cat-Ethen fled away immediately as the music started. Expectations for the rest of the night were immediately set high by her intense rendition of Jolene. Ethan wondered if she was drawing inspiration from her divorce for this one or from the experiment.

Danielle took a bow, giving Ethan a view straight down her cleavage.

‘I thought that was a Miley Cyrus song,’ Chloe admitted.

‘What?’ Danielle burst out, ‘You don’t know Dolly Parton?’

Chloe shrugged.

‘I’ve heard of her.’

Aya intervened.

‘In my heart, that song belongs to the White Stripes.’

Ethan saw an opportunity.

‘Well, now it belongs to Danielle.’

The older woman smiled back at him before handing the microphone to Aya.

‘You promised …’

Aya selected her song: Paper Planes by M.I.A.

The group cheered her on, but it was clear she wasn’t the best singer. Luckily, she had picked a song that didn’t require that. Instead, she jumped around a lot and even showed off finger-guns in time with the gunshots in the song.

She too took a bow.

‘Next?’

Val got up.

‘Let me show you how it’s done.’

Ethan recognized the song by the first few chords.

The blonde sang the first lyric.

‘Color me your color, baby, color me your car.’

This had never made much sense to Ethan, but Val managed to deliver a performance of ‘Call Me’ dripping on confidence.

She received a wild applause after, Isabelle being extra ecstatic about it.

‘Give me the mic,’ Emma demanded.

She strode to the machine and quickly typed something in. For theatricality, she chose to stand with her back to the crowd at the start of the song.

She had chosen to do ‘Hollaback Girl’.

The performance was intense, but she did manage to get everyone to spell along with the ‘B-A-N-A-N-A-S’ part of the song.
Ethan loved watching her dance around and barely managed to pay attention to the singing.

‘Alright, who hasn’t been yet?’ she asked immediately upon finishing. ‘Ethan? Chloe? Isabelle?’

The last one took the initiative, giving an incredibly ironic sounding rendition of ‘Material Girl.’

Ethan planned to go next, but was beaten to it by Chloe, who had had multiple glasses of wine already.

The group quieted down for her version of ‘Driver’s License’. Ethan was again reminded of their age difference. The performance was a weird contradiction between her being confident enough to do this in front of the group while still looking extremely fragile.

He was up next.

‘Ethan! Ethan! Ethan!’ multiple housemates started chanting.

He play-motioned for them to calm down and selected the song.

To his surprise, Emma started protesting with the first notes.

‘No! Veto! No fucking Wonderwall,’

The others laughed.

‘I’m afraid I have to agree with Emma,’ Val said.

Ethan stopped the song and selected another.

‘Song selection about as original as his dick pics,’ Emma blurted out.

Chloe looked straight at her, and then at him.

‘You’re one of those?’ Isabelle asked.

Ethan refused to comment.

‘How come I haven’t gotten any?’ Danielle laughed.

‘You want me to stop sending any to you?’ Ethan finally fired back.

‘No, no,’ Emma blushed, possibly due to the alcohol, ‘just make them more interesting next time.’

Ethan started his version of ‘I’m Just Ken’, which the women appreciated much more than his previous suggestion.

Aya downed her drink.

‘I want to go again!’

This time she opted for a song closer to her personal taste.

‘Gigantic’ by Pixies. Ethan wondered how conscious that song choice had been.

She finished the song off with a loud ‘woo’ before heading straight for Ethan, grabbing his face and kissing him square on the lips, which lasted for ten seconds at least. He could taste the wine she had consumed.

‘Dedicated to the resident nice guy,’ she concluded.

The other women’s expression ranged from embarrassed to excited.

Danielle diverted attention away.

‘Are duets allowed?’

Emma smirked.

‘What do you mean allowed?’

‘I’m up for one,’ Chloe responded.

The pair went up to the machine and discussed their choice of song in hushed tones as Aya made sure everyone’s glasses were topped off.

They finally landed on ‘Don’t Stop Me Now’. Ethan couldn’t help but see this as a response from Danielle to Chloe’s olive branch.

Val volunteered again for the next song, a surprisingly passionate rendition of ‘Dancing Queen’.

Ethan feigned disappointment.

‘So, Wonderwall is too cliché, but we can have a Swede sing ABBA? How is that not cliché?’

‘Because ABBA rules,’ Isabelle clapped back.

Next up was another song by Chloe.

Her performance of ‘Let It Go’ would have been endearing if it wasn’t for the slurring of words and unstable posture. Ethan could see that Danielle had to hold back from commenting on this.

After the song, Chloe made sure to fall into the couch next to Ethan.

He turned to her.

‘Hey, Chloe.’

She stared back with slightly glazed eyes.

‘Maybe you should switch to water.’

‘It’s okay, I’m having fun,’ she slurred.

‘And she doesn’t have to drive,’ Aya egged her on.

‘I’m just warning you,’ Ethan said.

‘Why don’t you get back up there?’ Aya asked.

The other women joined her request, leaving Ethan no choice. Scared to get vetoed again, he opted for a wildcard.

He knew he couldn’t hit the notes in ‘I Believe in A Thing Called Love’, but he didn’t try. He was just having fun. This resulted in a chorus of cheers.

The moment he sat back down, Chloe turned to him.

‘Is it weird if I found that sexy?’ she asked loudly.

‘Hell no!’ Aya said, ‘Makes you want to feel his hands on you, doesn’t it?’

Chloe chuckled while Isabelle and Val looked for a duet.

‘Not just his hands.’

‘Look who’s getting bold,’ Emma purred.

Chloe addressed Aya, ironically literally talking over Ethan.

‘That song you sang. Gigantic?’ she asked.

Aya smiled.

‘You already know why I picked it,’ she said.

Chloe bit her lip.

‘I want it in me.’

Ethan interrupted.

‘Uhm, girls. I’m right here, you know.’

‘Kiss him,’ Aya said, ignoring him.

Chloe rolled halfway on top of him in the couch, pressing her body against him and planting her lips on his.

Ethan pushed her away.

‘You’re drunk.’

‘I want this when I’m sober too.’

‘Then do it when you’re sober.’

‘You won’t push me away?’

‘I won’t.’

She rolled back. Disappointed.

‘Uhum,’ Val announced they were ready for the duet.

What followed must surely have been fuelled by wine as well. The duo brought their chaotic version of ‘Baby Got Back’, which was completely out of character for both of them in addition to the fact that neither of them was particularly large-bottomed. This didn’t stop them from smacking each other’s asses.

Danielle followed this up with a much calmer rendition of ‘Like A Prayer’ which Ethan had to admit was the sexiest moment of the night so far.

Empowered by more than enough wine, Emma and Aya immediately topped it with a duet of ‘Summer Nights’ from Grease. The duet itself wasn’t particularly sexy, although the two girls having fun together was definitely pleasant to look at. It was what Aya did immediately after.

Without hesitation, she pulled her shirt up, revealing her tits yet again for a few seconds. Emma couldn’t be outdone and followed her example with zero inhibition.

‘Hey, hey, hey,’ Isabelle protested just as they covered back up.

Ethan felt Chloe’s eyes burn into his side.

As if nothing had happened, Isabelle took to the machine to sing her final song, ‘These Boots’.

It was getting late, evidenced by yawns appearing on faces.

Emma tried to keep the energy up with an incredibly badly rapped ‘The Real Slim Shady’ before Danielle suggested they do one final song, together.

The group agreed. There was some back and forth on which song to sing. A couple of classics were suggested, but Val came with the winning song.

‘I really enjoyed watching Ethan sing ‘I’m Just Ken,’ she said, ‘maybe we could do ‘Barbie Girl’?’

This proved to be a good climax to the evening, with Val joining Ethan during the ‘Ken’ parts of the song.

‘We’ll leave cleanup till tomorrow,’ Aya said while looking at the mess in the common room.

‘And we’ll sleep in, too,’ Isabelle said, ‘I’m assuming.’

The group agreed. Ethan tried to make his way to the staircase quickly but was stopped by Chloe.

‘Hey there,’ she slurred, ‘that was fun, right?’

Ethan frowned.

‘I think you need to get to bed, Chloe.’

‘Did Emma talk to you? Did she tell you?’ she asked.

Ethan looked towards the stairs.

‘About me watching … you know,’ she hushed.

‘She did.’

‘And?’

‘We’ll talk about this tomorrow.’

He left for the stairs, but Chloe grabbed him by his sleeve.

‘Will you kiss me too?’ she asked. ‘Tomorrow, when I’m sober.’

Ethan nodded.

‘If your headache isn’t too bad,’ he joked.

This caused her to let him go.

Ethan got ready quickly and completed the survey. He turned off his alarm and fell fast asleep.