Chapter 11: Eight to Twelve

A month passed. On one Saturday evening when we were at Greg and Ally’s home resting after our first round with one of our partners. She presented each person with an envelope. Inside mine was a check for $500. I thought I knew what the source was, so I let the others ask.

Ally said, “After some deliberations, Adult Production paid an initial $6,500 for the main video and five shorts that I pieced together from the videos I did with all of us. I divided it up between the four couples in the production and paid myself for my editing work.”

I said in a sincere tone, “Thank you for all the hours you put in stitching together and editing all those videos you took? You should get a more significant portion of this.”

Ally waved her hand around dismissively. “I took a share so I’m fine, and there’s more. Adult Productions loved the videos, and they loved each of you – singly and as a group. They want more – lots more. They gave me a list of suggested ‘topics’ and storylines that they wanted me to focus on with you. They’re mostly the things we’ve done or do together, and a few new things that we haven’t tried yet or don’t do often.”

Megan asked, “Such as?”

Ally grimaced expecting some negative reactions, “Such as videos of a gangbang, multiple men with one woman or vice versa, each woman masturbating and using sex toys on ourselves. They volunteered to provide us some of the more expensive toys, if we were willing. One they suggested was a sybian; another a fuck machine. Both look sexy as all fuck to me.” She emitted a lecherous look.

We sat around looking from Ally to each of the others, looking for reactions to what had been said.

She made her plea, “I urge you all to participate more. It’s not the money, although we will make some. I think it will be fun, it’ll help us bond together in ways beyond only the sex and even strengthen your primary relationships. Let me know, please.”

I said without further thought, “I’m in.” Ellie nodded and gave a thumbs up. Megan grinned and nodded. Darren said that he wanted to do it. Jake shook his head but agreed for both himself and Anna who was sitting in his naked lap, probably with his cock inside her.

Ally swooned, “Oh, this journey will be so much fun and such an adventure for all of us. Be proud of what you just decided.”

Ellie and Ally met with Sophia and Stacy for a two-hour coffee one Tuesday morning. Ellie thought the meeting was a priority so took time off work for the event. Stacy and Sophia hadn’t known each other until the gala we’d been to, but they’d bonded after hearing about the open relationships and talking about the sexual activities that resulted. They’d each hammered out agreements with their spouses about participation, if only they could get invited to some kind of event where the physical part of those relationships materialized – hopefully, our sex parties.

Ellie and Ally understood what the agenda for the coffee was, so the emphasis for them was gauging the acceptability of the two couples as participants. Ellie told me that they spent the first half-hour just getting to know the two new women – families, jobs, and getting a sense of their overall life motivations. The rest of their coffee time dealt with revealing in increasing detail about our group, especially the sex and swapping, including details about each person, who they’d met, and then about the sapphic interactions. The attendant emotions and multiple love affairs were also discussed.