Summer 2021
This story picks up, in a way, right where the last story left off. After the "Small" party I threw to get as many ladies as possible back to the Lodge had ended, I was left with only two occupants in the house. Anya Taylor-Joy, who had always planned to stay over after the party, and Ana De Armas, who decided to in the spur of the moment while things were in full swing. Now, I know what you're thinking, obviously I tore into that pair the second I was able to. But, after the party I was in desperate need of a break. And so the three of us just enjoyed some downtime in the evening, watching the sun go down as we hung out by the pool. It was nice and relaxing, even if I was tempted to not rest by the sight of Ana floating naked in the water, and Anya laying nude on a deck chair.
When that was finished, all of us went inside in order to transition fully into "nighttime" mode. Step one of that was to head to my master bedroom and clean up from the pool, as well as the day's previous activities. It was there that things took an interesting turn. You see, since Ana had randomly decided to stay, she didn't exactly have any extra clothes to change into. Luckily there was a wardrobe of some basic cozy/pajama type clothes for women that I keep on hand, as this was not the first instance of one opting to sleep over without prior planning (Anya's first time here presented the same issue, actually). So, while Ana was digging through the drawers, Anya was wandering around the room. That was when she saw the Polaroid camera that I kept on hand to document the parties without phones or digital evidence. Unfortunately for that day, the camera was untouched.
"Awww, you forgot to break out the camera today," Anya lamented.
"Ah, damn, you're right,"
"Camera?" Ana said as she turned, her eyebrows raised expectantly, her mouth ready to crack into a smile.
"Yeah, see?" Anya held up the Polaroid as Ana saw it.
The flash went off just as Ana turned herself into a perfect pose. One leg popped out, her back arched slightly, her head tilted away as she looked into the difference. Perfect Monroe pose, made all the better by the fact that she was nude. She laughed as the picture popped out and Anya snatched it.
"I thought you meant like a...you know, 'other' camera," Ana said.
"Ohh no," Anya said as she shook her head.
"That camera is over there," Anya pointed to my closet, where an actual video camera sat on a shelf. The one whose memory card I was *very* careful with. As in, wiped frequently, and uploaded the videos to a hard drive that didn't connect to the internet. Anya gracefully strolled over, slid the door open, and found it on the shelf.
"Ohh," Ana said, this time grinning at the implication.
"What's on it right now?" Anya asked me as she reentered the room, turning it on. Anya knew how to work it from prior experience.
"Nothing right now," I shook my head. "Cleared it out a while ago. Haven't really used it since."
"Aww, that's no fun," Anya said as she raised the camera, and then flipped out the display screen from the side.
Now, to jump ahead. After the three of us were done using the camera, I set it aside on my night stand in order to remember to empty the memory card and then wipe it again. But I didn't get to that for a few days. In the meantime, after Anya and Ana had left the house, I had a scheduled video chat with Emma Watson. It was our usual check-in, say hey, catch up type conversation. We had them often, usually just to chat, sometimes to do some dirty stuff (Emma liked to dirty talk while getting herself off), and sometimes we'd just talk about books. They weren't always sexual, but this day's conversation took that turn very fast. Emma couldn't attend the party, being in England, so naturally she wanted to be caught up on what happened.
So, I recapped the party to Emma. Not in every single detail, mind you, but the important things. Like how we now had new members. And how the basement was now fully operational. Which is what led Emma and I to have a conversation about what was in it. Emma was of course curious about a few different things, but more on that later as well.
But then came the point in the story where things took a turn. Once I had wrapped up the story, I mentioned to Emma that both Anya and Ana had stayed overnight afterward. Emma laughed at this, as we had had conversations in the past about specific girls. Emma knew how things went with Anya, and she also knew how intense things could get with Ana.
"God...I can only imagine. I would've loved to have seen it," Emma said over our video call.
I glanced to the nightstand beside me, where the video camera still sat. I bit my lip in intense thought, debating if I should say anything at all. It was technically breaking the rules that were there for security purposes, but then again, Emma and I had a secure connection for our video chats.
"What?" Emma asked as she saw my pensive face.
"Do you want to?" I asked back.
"Want to what?"
"...see some of it?"
"Excuse me?"
I leaned over to the side, and then pulled the camera into frame so Emma could see it. Her mouth dropped open, and her eyes went wide.
"Ohh you sneaky bastard, you filmed it?" Emma laughed.
"It wasn't my idea, I swear."
"I'm sure," Emma said with a cheeky grin.
I shrugged, and Emma kept staring through the webcam.
"So, do you want to watch some?" I asked.
"Trying to get me all worked up before bed, is that it?" Emma asked. With the time difference, it was basically morning for me, bedtime for her.
"Alright, go on then" Emma shrugged casually.
As I quickly grabbed the cord, plugged in my camera, and then navigated to open the video file, Emma shifted in place. She was laying on her bed, and had previously had the laptop in her lap, but she then set it in front of her and leaned forward. I clicked the video to open, and then clicked to share it with Emma. The screen shifted in place, putting the window containing Emma off to the side and putting the video front and center. I clicked play, and the black screen popped to life with an image of my dimly lit bedroom.
"There we go," Anya's voice sounded from behind the camera.
The camera was pointed directly at Ana, who had just pulled a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top from the dresser, but had not yet put them on.
"Where we-ah!" Ana yelped as she turned and saw Anya pointing the camera at her.
"Oh wow, there was no delay there," Emma laughed as she watched.
Ana quickly draped the clothes in front of her body, hiding her tits from the camera and then turning to the side to hide the rest of her. Anya kept the camera pointed at her as she walked closer.
"You look amazing, I just wanted to capture you in motion," Anya said with a giggle.
Ana laughed again, and then turned her head to look at the camera directly. Her body stayed to the side as she threw the clothes back on top of the dresser, and then put both her hands on it. Slowly, she leaned forward, arching her back and sticking her ass out as she stared into the camera. Then, she popped one foot off the ground, prompting Anya to close in and pan the camera from her legs all the way up to her face. Ana laughed again, and blocked the lens with her hand as she started to walk away.
"That's enough!" Ana laughed.
"We need to do a wrapup!" Anya teased as she followed, focusing on Ana's perfect ass.
Ana walked right over to me, and quickly danced around behind me as I put one arm out and caught her. She peaked out from behind my shoulder, and then rested her head on me as her eyes met the camera. She looked almost pouty as the video kept rolling. I shifted my arms around, wrapping them around her completely and turning us both around. Ana giggled again as I moved her so she was in front of me, nude body embraced from behind as she clutched my arm and looked into the camera.
"Did you have fun today?" Anya asked Ana.
She giggled again, giving that perfect, crinkly nose look she always had.
"I did. A lot, lot of fun," Ana smirked.
She contentedly rolled her head to the side, and I leaned my head down and began kissing on the neck from behind. Emma's eyes stayed fixed on the screen, watching as my lips slowly caressed Ana's neck, and then moved up to her ear. Ana turned her head back as she raised one arm and grabbed my head from behind, and our lips pressed together several times. Ana opened her mouth wide, and the camera perfectly captured how her tongue slid into my mouth. My hand began to slide down, moving between her breasts and over her stomach.