Chapter 5: We’re in the Money!

I went back to the bank and added Joyce and Mary Lou to the board of directors, I didn’t assign a title yet. I could do that later. I called Frank, the President of the group. I asked if he had received the film and negatives yet. He had and they were evaluating them now. He asked if I could send him the circumstances behind the photo shoot. I told him that I would. I also told him I had shipped another batch of film to Discrete. I thanked him, said goodbye and hung up.

Sunday came around and I picked the girls up. As soon as we left the Burns house I told everyone to remove their underwear. I was proud of everyone when no one protested or said a word. They just took them off and handed them to me. I picked up each one and sniffed the crotch of it and said “Sandy!” I picked another, not looking, sniffing the crotch and said “Beth!” I repeated the process with Joyce and Mary Lou’s. I was right each time! I told them that it was the last time I should find panties on them. I also expected them to have hairless pussies by next Sunday. Sisters should cut, then shave each other’s pubic hair. They should also, carefully practice eating each other out, making sure they won’t get caught!

I then told them to start fingering each other, licking their fingers before starting and as often as possible as they proceeded. The one to make their partner cum first would get a surprise! And that if no one cums they will all be punished! I knew they would be excited about the prize and nervous about the punishment! There was a good chance that no one would cum.

We arrived at the old mill and gathered the stuff for the day, then we walked across the river and up into the forest to the glade. We were quiet, but didn’t find any deer.

I ask who won the contest, I hadn’t heard anyone climax, so I was curious if someone would claim to have. No one claimed to have had one, so it was time for punishment. After setting up the Super 8 camera on the tripod and aiming it to catch the action. I lined them up, with their knees on the bench and reaching across the table to grab the opposite edge of the table. I then walked behind them and dipped my middle finger in the Vaseline, then I inserted my finger into each of their assholes, applying more lube between each girl, and vigorously fucked them with it for one minute each. Then using the same finger on the other hand I felt their pussy to see if it was wet. If it was, I curled my finger and rubbed the rough spot on the bottom of the vagina about 2” inside. Once I found that spot, I vigorously rubbed it, as one began to get extremely wet, just before she would cum, I brought my right hand swiftly down and onto her butt cheek with a loud wap! As she climaxed each girl shot a stream of the sweet tasting fluid two feet or so, with Joyce it was three feet! Of course the camera filmed everything.

Joyce turned her head and said, “If that’s what the loser gets, I don’t want to win!”

“Does anyone want to lose her virginity?” They looked at each other and squirmed a little, no one volunteered. “Next Sunday, someone is going to lose their cherry, I would rather have a volunteer, but I will be taking it then, from someone! Let’s try something else then, Joyce and Mary Lou, you owe Trace a blow job! We had to leave before that happened last week so let’s get that done! “Who’s going first? It’s not that bad, ask Beth or Sandy!” I led Trace over and lay him down on his back. Beth and Sandy were manning the cameras and adjusting the light, while Joyce and Mary Lou settled in on either side of the dog. Trace was already excited, he knew what was going to happen. I instructed the girls that it was like my blow job last Sunday, swap out every little bit, then whoever got the prize, because there was so much, would move off and let the other take the rest. Then they would kiss, exchange the cum, then open their mouths to show us and the cameras, then swallow when told to do so. I asked if there were any questions. I remembered to clean his dick and sheath with a mint oiled rag! Then when everyone was ready, I started them! They tentatively started, not really doing much of anything until I said “Hold it! You’re not doing anything but making Trace frustrated! Pull back his sheath with one hand, lift his dick up and put it in your mouth and start sucking!” Joyce did just that, then smiled at me, as the mint taste wasn’t what she was expecting. Then she relinquished the dick to her sister who tasted the mint and also smiled at me. It went better from then on, Trace was ejecting copious amounts of pre-cum lubricant that according to Beth, didn’t have very much taste. When the dog erupted, because that’s what he did, they took what he gave and they transferred it from one to the other without any problem. The kiss was hot, and I could hear the fluid squishing between the two of them, like a raging set of rapids on the Snake river! Then they looked at the cameras and me with their mouths open, so we could see the liquid inside! I told them to swallow all of the doggie spunk. They did, without gagging or retching! I grabbed Joyce and gave her a huge French kiss, entangling her tongue with mine, for at least five minutes. As I kissed her, I was grabbing her ass with both hands, massaging her cheeks and lightly brushing her asshole with my finger, until sliding one finger up her poop chute to the second knuckle!

Then I had the two sisters start kissing one another while playing with each other’s nipples, then fingering each other’s pussies. Then they took turns eating each other’s pussies, moving into a “69” position and we took pictures and filmed them as they slurped the juices they produced and swallowed them. It was hot! Closeup views of their tongues on and inside each other’s labia and vaginas. And licking and sucking each other’s clits.

All of this was caught on camera. The Super 8 was once again placed on the tripod and left running, as the scene devolved into an orgy of writhing arms, legs and tongues. Pussies were probed, with fingers and tongues and I know my dick swiped a few as well as rubbed a few, Trace was in the scrum somewhere getting his fair share! It was like we had lost all sense of right and wrong, up and down, decency and debauchery! I couldn’t tell you who did what to whom, whose tongue was in my ass, then moved away, maybe the dogs. I know I came twice, some of the girls came two, and three times! Eventually we ran out of the karmic energy that had sustained us and we fell asleep.

It was my biggest fear, that we would fall asleep, no one knowing where we were, missing our curfew by hours. Being grounded for a month. The girls would be forbidden from ever seeing me again!

I woke suddenly, jerked from the abyss by some unknown angel of mercy, saving all of us from certain doom! I managed to get everyone moving, the site cleaned up, cameras loaded back in the box and our bodies washed up in the river, before climbing in the car. I managed to get everyone home on time! We looked beat, even Trace looked like he had run a marathon. But for all that we had smiles that couldn’t be wiped off our faces with a D9 Caterpillar, and that included the dog! I did manage to get everyone on the same page, using the story that we were tired because we had played a long, very active game of frisbee. Probably a better reason than “we are totally and completely fucked out. Without the actual fucking though”.

Monday morning, I received a message to come to the school office. I went, not knowing what it was about and of course no hints were offered by the messenger. When I arrived, I had a message, this one was from my guy at the bank, Tom! He needed to see me right away! Since it was a quarter of twelve, and lunchtime, I asked for and received permission to leave early. The advantages of living in a small town, with a small school.

I went to my car, and drove to the bank. My banker, Tom, saw me coming in, he grabbed my arm and guided me into his office. We both sat down, and he pushed an envelope across the table to me. It was addressed to me, care of the bank! It was from Frank! I tore it open and removed the contents. It was a check and a letter. The check was made out to 3P, it was for $24,894,47! Stunned, I sat there in Tom’s office, with my mouth open, probably drool running out of my mouth, totally stunned! I handed Tom the check, and cheekily said “I need to deposit this!” He looked at it, and then looked again, he also was stunned!

“How would you like to deposit it, what accounts?” He asked.

I had opened savings accounts in all of the girl’s names, inside the accounts for 3P. They had not yet come in and signed the account withdrawal form. But it was their accounts. I told him to deposit a thousand dollars each in Beth and Sandies accounts, then twenty thousand in the company savings account, the remaining $2, 897,47 into the company checking account. Then I asked him if I could reimburse my savings account for all of the photography equipment I had purchased. He said he would do that.