The Photo Shop

The Photo shop

by Candyman666©

All characters participating in sexual activity in the stories are 18 or over. Please don't be afraid to let me know what you think of my stories. This story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

To help you keep track of the different characters in the series, a list can be found on my author's page in order of their appearance in the stories.

Chapter 71: Hellen pays her debt for the photoshoot

When I came back down from my apartment half an hour later, I still heard giggling voices coming from the dressing rooms. The shower had been going constantly while everyone got cleaned up and dressed. The last one to leave was Hellen, the instigator of this event.

"You seem a bit down, didn't you have fun, Lew?" She asked me with a smile on her face.

"I loved every minute of it, but I can tell you I'm knackered, that's why you might think I didn't enjoy myself, but rest assured I did. How do we take it from here?"

"The girls will visit one by one in the coming week to review their photos and choose the one that will appear in the calendar. I've made a list of who will visit and when. I trust that you can give each of the girls all of their photos on a stick or memory card. I left a box of them in the dressing room. One of the guys at the sanctuary is a gifted amateur photographer of animals and he made a bunch of them of all the animals that were used. There will be photographs and a small review on the back of each month giving some inside information about the animal on the front--when it arrived at the sanctuary, how old they think it is, and where it will probably end up."

"Wonderful, so the calendar will not only feature nude girls but also a bunch of useful information concerning the animals as well."

"Yes, the girls are there to improve sales, as you can imagine, but the main purpose is to entice people to support the initiative and get new members to join. The membership fee is only 10 Euros per year but you can make donations; when they're over 40 Euros you even get a certificate allowing you to deduct it on your tax form."

"I'm a member as I told you, but I didn't know that if you give them something extra you can claim a tax deduction. It's always nice to get something back from the government."

"Oh, by the way, Lew, when did you plan to collect on me giving you my entire body to pleasure you?"

"Definitely not today."

"Are you sure you want to have sex with this middle-aged woman?"

Oh my, when will she shut up about being middle-aged? That's exactly what I thought when she came to me with this idea for the calendar as payment for my services. I love to have sex with middle-aged women, for God's sake.

"Since when do you think of yourself as a middle-aged woman? God, you're in your prime, love. I would even venture to say you have the body of a twenty-something-year-old."

"Thanks for the compliment, but I do feel this ugly 40 approaching rapidly."

"You're still in your thirties, aren't you?"

"I'll be celebrating my 39

th

birthday, maybe even during one of the festivities to launch the calendar."

"We'll have to do something special then."

"Oh my God, no, don't go telling everyone it's my birthday."

"OK, I'll keep your secret, but only if you promise me our playtime together will be unique."

"You can count on that. After all, I did promise you something special. Let me put it this way, when I'm done with you, I intend to make sure you'll feel as knackered as you do right now, but in a different way."

On that cheerful note, Hellen left, allowing me to get some well-deserved and needed rest after today's event.

The following week was hectic, with all the calendar girls paying a visit and trying to decide which of their photos was the one they looked their best in without showing too much skin. Although nipples and pussies were out of bounds on the calendar, some photos did show these oh-so-enticing female body parts. Of course, the girls got all of their own photos on a stick for their private viewing or together with their partner or family.

Some asked me if they could get prints as well, a few even confessing they wanted to sell them.

The photo that was chosen by each of them was sent to the printers with clear instructions for which month it was meant. Two weeks later the calendars would be ready for sale. Two big parties were planned, one at the sanctuary and a week later another one at the stables. We all hoped to get a big turnout and lots of sales. The benefits would be split right down the middle, hopefully helping both the sanctuary to continue their good work and Marianne to keep the stables running.

On the third weekend after the shoot, the calendar was presented to the public at the sanctuary. There was even an official representation from the village council. The mayor himself attended; the pompous ass never let an opportunity go by without trying to claim a part of the honor for himself. However, before he could launch into one of his lengthy speeches, the chief of the sanctuary cut him short, bringing the focus to Hellen and Marianne, who had launched the idea for the calendar in the first place. I even got a small mention, but I quickly informed everyone present that the person who'd done most of the artistic work was Jada, asking for a big round of applause for her. Do I need to mention, that she turned beet red and quickly pulled Sunshine onto the stage with her, giving thanks to her teacher for all the support she got from her. Sunshine just loved being part of the center of attention for this project.

Everyone attending was made aware of the second event around this calendar at the stables next weekend. I'm not going to say there was a stampede at the table selling the calendars, but the girls looking after it were kept busy all through the event. The girls in the calendar were standing by, and some were even asked to personally sign the month they had been posing for. I also saw a few of the girls selling some of their more daring photos that I had printed, on the side. I guessed there was going to be a lot of masturbating going on tonight, especially by the single younger guys, and who knows, it might even result in new couples forming. If you want to snare a specific young man, what better way than to advertise your wares in such an enticing way?

I'm sure if the girls from the riding club had some daring photos of Joy they would have given them away for free, to make sure she finally got a fellow to take care of her needs.

The party wound down around 7 pm. Most people with kids had to go home to put them to bed after an exciting afternoon looking at all the animals, even sometimes being allowed to hold or cuddle them. The snake was the most fondled animal, but also the one that induced a few screams when it started to move. Luckily nobody dropped the poor creature when it was taken out of its terrarium.

I ended up talking to Hellen, her husband had already gone home.

"Care to join me for dinner, Hellen?"

"I won't say no to that, I haven't had a bite to eat all day."

"Yes, I saw everyone was keeping you busy"

"Most of them wanted to know if it wasn't a scary experience being photographed with these wild animals in the nude."

"And what did you reply, that it wasn't scary but rather arousing?"

"I can't say such things, what would people think of me?"

"Yes, you're probably right, but to me, you can admit it; besides, you can't deny it. I never saw your nipples get so hard as when you were posing with those wolves."

"Yes, Lew, I was aroused, a lot, not only by the wolves but by the whole experience, and the idea that lots of people will see my nude body on this calendar."

"You were a nude model in a publication before."

"Yes, but that was only for my husband."

"And everyone that had a copy of that magazine."

"That was only a few people, and I did trust them."

"Ah, but are you aware that magazine passed through a lot of hands in the photography school?"

"Oh my God, it didn't?"

"OK, not the pupils, but I can assure you that every teacher in that school had the pleasure of leafing through it, even the ones not immediately connected to the photography department."

"Jada promised it wouldn't be shown to everyone."

"Yes, Jada did, but Sunshine didn't, and she had to share it with the teachers on the committee deciding about Jada's grades and future at the school."

"Of course, I knew about the committee, but all the other teachers?"

"Once the word got out, they're only human, Hellen, and looking at a beautiful naked body, male or female, everybody likes to do that. Also, teachers in an art school - what am I saying, especially in an art school - why do you think they always want people to model in the nude for them?"

"OK, I guess I'll have to live with that."

"You have absolutely nothing to be ashamed about. You're one of the most beautiful women I know and I love to photograph you."

"As much as your Catharina?"

"Absolutely, and now you're the woman I want to have dinner with, and, if she's in the mood, take her up on the offer she suggested as payment for my services as the photographer for this calendar."

"Hang on a minute, you didn't take the photos, Jada did, so maybe I would rather pay her than you."

"Are you going lesbian again, Hellen?"

"You know I don't mind eating pussy from time to time, so why the surprise?"

"OK, no dinner then. Shall I ask Jada to accompany you, maybe together with Sunshine at the local chip-shop?"

"No silly, I'd love to have dinner with you and afterward sacrifice myself as promised."

"If you regard it as a sacrifice, I'm not sure I want to inconvenience you."

"You know I love to have sex with you, you old lecher."

"Not so much of the 'old,' please, madam."

"Would you prefer me to refer to you as 'horny photographer?'"

"Sounds better, but not exactly what I had in mind. How about 'lover boy?'"

"Oh, are we going on the 'Dirty Dancing' tour then?"

"Maybe I ought to take you down the 50 Shades of Grey path instead?"

"You want to take me to the club and spank me?"

"Maybe not tonight, and for your information, I don't need the club to give you a good spanking. But who knows, sometime in the near future, after the party at the stables next weekend, I just happen to know you kicked on being not man, but woman-handled by Tanja of the SS at the end of the famous photo shoot."

"OK deal, let's eat. Where shall we go?"

"Give me 5 minutes to make a call and you might end up where you never thought you would."

I called Claire, asking if that special table in the kitchen was available, and it was. Need I mention that Hellen was duly impressed by what I could arrange on short notice for dinner? By 10:30 pm we had finished and I asked her where we should go next.

"Why, your place, of course, Lew. I want to be pampered by you in bed all night long and prepare you a nice breakfast in the morning as promised."

That was like music to my ears. Who wouldn't want to spend a night in bed with a gorgeous woman like Hellen and be treated to a nice breakfast in the morning to boot? Maybe I can convince her to prepare my breakfast in the nude so I can take some more pictures of her. After all, if I can believe her, she's used to Dave taking pictures of her with his expensive camera almost daily.

Trying to stay within the legal speed limit, I raced home. The door to my apartment was barely closed when we started tearing at each other's clothes. It was like a scene from a porn movie. We left pieces of clothing from the front door all the way to my bedroom and both stood stark naked before the bed. Our mouths were devouring each other; both of us tried to bury our tongues into each other's throats, drinking each other's saliva. Our hands caressed each other's bodies, and while I reached for Hellen's boobs she tried to find my cock, which was already hard and pressed between our bodies.

Wanting her to take it in her hand, and hopefully, later in her mouth, I gave her a bit of space to worm one hand between our bodies, grab it and massage it. The added space allowed me to play with her tits, take her aroused hard nipples between my thumb and index finger, and squeeze them. Very quickly, however, Hellen dropped to her knees and took my engorged cock between her lips, leaving my hands idle, but not for long. I grabbed the back of her head, held it steady, and started fucking her mouth. There is nothing more arousing than a naked woman on her knees in front of you giving you head. It was hard not to immediately fill her eager mouth with a load of semen.

Although she was the one who offered her body as compensation for the photoshoot, I for myself had vowed that I would give her a night to remember. I had to stop her before I shot my load, and as I forgot to take one of my blue pills, it would take forever for me to recover and get hard again for a second round. Grabbing her under her arms I pulled her up.

"What are you doing? I love to suck your cock. It's so nice and hard and just the right size for me--unlike Dave's, which never gets hard and is rather small."

"You like to suck cock, I like to eat pussy, so now it's my turn."

"Oh, yes, let's do a 69, so we can both enjoy it."

"Sorry, but as much as I like that, I prefer to keep my nose out of your lovely ass and I want to save my neck. I don't want to stop after a few minutes because it hurts. I want you on your back, with your legs in the air and you holding them wide open."

"I think you watch too much porn."

"And what if I do? Don't you ever watch porn, or are you like a lot of women who say it's strictly for men and they don't like it but do look secretly?"

"No, absolutely not, I watch porn, regular, BDSM, and lesbian, I like them both."

"And you do that alone and masturbate?"

"No."

"No?"

"I watch together with Dave and then I masturbate."

"With Dave?"

"Yes, he just loves it when I masturbate and cum. Since he got that camera, he's already taken thousands of photos of me playing with myself and cumming."

"Maybe I should have a chat with him and get some of these photos for my collection."

"Don't you dare, you've got enough photos of me in the nude."

"Yes, in the nude sure, but not when you're cumming."

"What's so special about that?"

"There is nothing more arousing or beautiful than a picture of a woman cumming."

"You must be joking!"

"No, I'm not joking. The look on a woman's face as she reaches the ultimate pleasure is indescribable. Just imagine how Adam felt when he saw Eve experiencing her first orgasm."

"You think they had sex in the Garden of Eden?"

"Maybe only after they were thrown out. Where else did all these people who populate the earth come from?"

"Yes, when you look at it that way."

"Well, that's how I would interpret the bible, unless, of course, you are more inclined to be a supporter of the evolutionary theory?"

"Stop playing the philosopher and start licking my pussy, unless you really want to see me masturbate."

"I would never allow a woman to masturbate in my presence, my ego wouldn't allow it."

On those words, I dove between her legs and began feasting on her snatch. It didn't take her very long to start moaning. I saliva-painted each of her outer and inner lips, then made a move towards her inner thighs, leaving her clit alone for the time being. I could have gone straight for the kill and sucked and licked her clit incessantly, but where's the fun in that? It's the same as having your cock pumped at warp speed, making you cum within 2 minutes. The ultimate pleasure is only reached by building up to it slowly. I always go for an approach I would like to feel on my body, teasing, tickling, sometimes bypassing the most sensitive spots or going over them and or barely touching them.

I love to see a woman walk barefoot, but contrary to a lot of men, I'm not a foot fetishist. I sometimes see men sucking on women's toes, or licking the soles of their feet; I can perfectly understand some men do like that, but if a woman really likes that kind of kink, I'm not the guy for her. My body-licking interest area goes from the knees to the mouth and ears. I wouldn't like it if a woman would start to suck on my toes either. Some men or women don't understand being flogged or tortured either; again I don't mind doing it to a woman when it makes her feel wonderful, but wouldn't like it done to me. And I must say that all of the women I have played with were rather satisfied with the way I treated them.

Hellen's pussy was just heavenly, with the right taste and the right amount of juice. By the time I got her to her peak, I hoped to be rewarded with a generous helping of that sweet tasty juice. However, she was still climbing, and it was my task to bring her slowly to the top with my skills.

Where was I again? Oh yes, I had just left her inner thighs, going back up to her juicy snatch to pick some of it up again and use it to entice her clit from under its hood so I could seriously get to work on it. And come out to play it did, showing its little pink engorged head ready to be licked by the tip of my tongue.

"Oh, there you are, my little friend," I murmured when it showed itself.

"Who the fuck are you talking to?" Hellen asked, sighing hard.

"Your clit, dear, I'm having a conversation with your clit."

"Should I have a talk with your cock when I'm sucking it sometime?"

"I won't stop you. I can guarantee it can be very rewarding; they never complain or reply if you ask them something."

"That is the most stupid remark I ever heard, but if you like to do that, it's fine by me. It gives me wonderfully arousing vibrations when you talk real close to it."

"You see, it pays to do that."

"Indeed it does, just keep doing it and I'll cum."

"Arrrrrre you rrrrrrready," I said with a prolonged use of the letter 'r' to increase the vibrations, at the same time slipping a couple of fingers into her vagina to also stimulate her insides.

"Oh, yes, yes I'm cumming, OH MY GOD, I'M CUMMING, I LOOOOOVE

IIIIIEEET, KEEEEP GOING, KEEP GOING!"

And I did, sucking and biting on her clit while I squeezed one of her nips with the fingers of the hand that was not occupied in her snatch. With that one I made the come-hither movement, stimulating her G spot. Now she really went berserk, shouting at the top of her voice, her back arching and pressing her abdomen hard against my face and against my hand in her snatch. She was trying to get as much stimulation on her genitals as possible, at the same drowning my face in her juices. I felt her vagina squeeze my fingers almost to a pulp, so hard were her contractions. At the same time, she was breathing hard and fast like a steam engine, trying to get as much oxygen into her lungs as possible.

She kept going for at least 15 seconds while I kept on stimulating her. When she stopped. I pulled my fingers out and let her come down. She lay with her eyes closed and I saw several tremors, aftershocks of her multiple orgasmic eruptions, if you wish, going through her body during the next 5 minutes. Finally, she opened her eyes with a smile on her face.

"Oh my God, Lew that was...I can't describe it, but it definitely was one for the books. Thank you, I needed that."

"My pleasure dear. It's always great to give a woman an orgasm she appreciates as much as you do. Do you think you're up for round two?"

"Round two?"

"Yes, the round where I get to have an orgasm, and you may have a second one."