Chapter 9: Camera Fun

As Jake settled into his new role, he started traveling one or two nights a week. On those nights Anna would slip back into our bed, and the three of us would lose ourselves in each other. When Jake returned, Ellie often gave him extra attention—sometimes spending the whole night with him while Anna stayed curled up and warm against me. The small jealous twinges I felt were quickly washed away by the rush of compersion watching my wife make my brother happy.

The larger group kept its happy rhythm—Saturdays rotating houses, midweek dates adding spice. Ally had become our playful director, introducing toys, doubles, and increasingly bold sapphic scenes that kept everything fresh and exciting.

Anna returned to holding Sunday afternoon open houses around the city. Ellie started to go with her for the showings – a friendly gesture that was welcomed by Anna and that helped the two of them bond. Usually, they got a lot of time on those afternoons to talk about anything – and according to Ellie, they were very candid. In no time at all, they were referring to each other as best friends.

Ellie’s work at Occasions International got more challenging clients mainly based on reputation of one great event after another – a wedding and reception for 400 guests on a small unpopulated island in the Bahamas, a board meeting and team building session in one of the base camps on Mt. McKinley, and the swearing in ceremony and celebration of a new mayor in a city park in a contentious and divided city, to name a few. The jobs took her to interesting places, sometimes for a day or two, and at others for a week or three.

I could spend an evening alone when Ellie was away without feeling abandoned, but Anna, Ally, and Megan thought that I shouldn’t have to suffer the pangs of loneliness or the loss of a willing pussy on the nights Ellie was away. By arrangement, one would show up, sometimes with dinner, and I’d have a hot woman in my bed. Sometimes they’d return home after the sex and sometimes they wouldn’t.

One Saturday night after we were all cranked up and moving around swapping partners, I noticed Ally holding her iPhone a little too deliberately during a particularly hot round. She caught my eye and mouthed “Later?” with a wicked grin. I nodded, too lost in Megan to think much of it at the time.

We had started the evening at Greg and Ally’s beautiful canal-side house with cocktails on the patio, then moved inside for dinner and the main event. The back deck was too visible to neighbors, so everything sexual happened in the large living room with its comfortable futons and cushions. Megan and I were on one side, Ellie and Darren opposite us. Clothes came off fast. I had Megan’s legs over my shoulders, tongue deep in her sweet pussy, when I vaguely registered Ally circling with her phone.

The night rolled on in waves of pleasure. I watched out of the corner of my eye as Ally filmed Ellie riding Darren, her voluptuous breasts bouncing while she fed one to his mouth. Then Ally zoomed in on me plunging into Megan in missionary, her ankles high, both of us moaning. Genitals, faces, sweat — everything raw. She caught Megan’s exceptional blowjob on Greg, deep throating him with obvious skill. Ally even filmed the sapphic moments when the women played together, tongues and fingers everywhere. I took her camera phone at one point and filmed her getting railed by my brother.

She wanted close-ups of my cock pistoning into her body and of me eating her to one orgasm after another when we were together. I jested and asked whether she planned to make me famous. She laughed and said, “Maybe. I’m playing with a new hobby.”

Later, when Anna was eating her out, Ally also did even more intimate shots of our youngest friend cleaning up what Jake had left inside her. Anna put on a special show and did some theatrics and dirty talk to spice up the video for Ally. Sooner or later that night, each of us became a focal point for Ally’s videography.