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 60: More horseplay with Dawn and Hellen.

On Friday evening, I had to deal with this carousel ride I had promised Dawn I would join. I sure hoped I wouldn't bungle it, after all, it had been years since I did something like that. I went riding with Dawn and Hellen last summer, but that's quite different from riding in a large group. I didn't even have an idea how large the group was. I really need to stop saying yes to everything any of the girls propose, after all, I'm not getting any younger.

After closing the shop at 6, I went upstairs to prepare. I cleaned and shone my boots, and put on my black riding pants and a white shirt. I didn't think I could go wrong with that. To complete the outfit I donned a body-warming thing I used to ride in when it was colder. If it proved to be too warm, I could always take it off. As I absolutely wanted to be there well in time, I got in my car around 7 and drove to the stables. Of course, 15 minutes later I arrived. It's always the same isn't it, when you leave early you don't hit any traffic lights, but when you're late, you get them all.

When I parked I saw Dawn's car was already there, she must have left early as well. As I'd been before, I knew my way around the stables and quickly spotted her tending to her favorite horse. Right next to her Hellen was preparing her own horse, Burley. Strange, as I hadn't seen her car in the parking.

"Good evening ladies."

"Hello, mister photographer, glad you could make it," Hellen replied.

"A promise is a promise, even if it is obtained under duress."

"Oh you poor thing, did she put pressure on you to join our little group?"

"No not really, I love to ride carousel, I did it a lot when I was younger and a member of the company's equestrian club."

"Oh is that where you learned to ride?"

"Yeah."

"And were there a lot of you riding?"

"Not that many, but when we rode carousel in the indoor arena in the winter we sometimes had groups of 12 to 14 riders."

"I'm afraid we won't be with so many tonight; aside from us 2 there will be 5 other ladies joining us."

"You're joking right?"

"Nope."

"So it's me against 7 women, with no male support whatsoever?"

"Afraid so, and actually it's 8 women against you, the person directing the ride is also female. But don't worry, they're all very friendly and very much looking forward to meeting you and riding you... Sorry, riding with you. Besides us, there's one more you already know and have even photographed in the nude," Dawn continued.

"Who could that be? The girls I know don't ride as far as I'm aware."

"It's mom, and I'm afraid she's more or less been telling the group what you did for her and dad during the photo shoot."

"What exactly has she been telling these women about me?"

"Oh not much, a bit of this and a bit of the other, nothing for you to worry about."

"I hope you haven't told them about the Lady Godiva stunt Dawn, or the thing with your husband's camera Hellen?"

"It might have slipped out when we had drinks after our rides, but I'm not sure if they really picked up on that."

"I sure hope not, or I'll be busy all summer taking pictures of nude women on horseback."

"Why only in the Summer Lew? A woman's nipples look great when displayed at subzero temperatures you know."

"Don't you worry, I know, I had Dawn's nipps displayed in the cold when she was my 24-hour slave in the winter."

Oh God, that just slipped out, what was I thinking?

"Oh, you must tell me all about that adventure," Hellen said looking at me with an understanding look and a wink.

"I'm surprised Dawn hasn't told you."

"Well, she may have mentioned it in passing but if you want to give me all the juicy details one day I wouldn't mind," Hellen replied.

"Don't you worry Lew, we were very discreet and besides not all women want to be photographed in the nude... some of the girls you'll meet tonight might, but certainly not all of them, don't you agree Hellen?"

"No definitely not all of them, but about some, I do have my doubts. You do realize that it's not only men who talk or boast about their sex lives; you might be surprised how raunchy our conversations sometimes are."

"There you are, that's exactly what I'm afraid of, that you spilled the beans on some of our adventures and that you created certain expectations with these girls."

"Always look on the bright side of life, Lew, you might be the one benefiting from our indiscretions."

"Benefiting, benefiting..., suffering would be more like it, I'm not 20 any more ladies."

"Sure, but despite your age I heard a story about you having sex with 5 women at the same time."

"Now just imagine Lew, if all 8 girls in the arena were topless or even completely naked, wouldn't that make you happy?"

"Believe me I'd run away."

"That might be dangerous, you know you should never run away from a predator."

"Now they're even predators, I knew it, this whole setup has nothing to do with carousel riding but only with sex."

"No, absolutely not, as I said we may have told some of the stories but only to prove that you are trustworthy and quite harmless, so don't you worry, here they come, let me introduce you."

"Girls, this is Lew, the guy I mentioned who was going to join us and make our group complete. Lew is a photographer and he took some great photos of me, Hellen, and mom."

"Lew, you know my mom Janet already, then there is Marianne, who runs the stables, and who will be directing the carousel, and from left to right we have Daisy, Joy, Chelsey, and Lizzy."

"Pleased to make your acquaintance ladies, strange to hear so many names ending with 'y', is there a special reason?"

While they pondered who was going to answer me I looked them over and Joy, a redhead stood out. I was immediately convinced that she meant trouble, what kind of trouble I didn't immediately figure out, but my instinct just told me she would prove to be a handful.

But it was Daisy who stepped forward and explained that they originally started riding as just the 4 of them when they were kids and then kept it up. They were also big fans of the famous Belgian girls' group K3, of 3 girls whose names started with the letter 'K'. They also all attended the same school and were approximately the same age so after a while they referred to themselves as Y4, using the last letter of their names. Dawn whispered in my ear they were all in their mid-twenties. Over the years they got interested in carousel riding, but with just the 4 of them, they were rather restricted in the figures they could ride. Originally they would have liked to have a nice even group of 4 women and 4 men, but unfortunately, none of their male friends or husbands had any interest in riding. So Marianne found some other interested ladies to join them. Finding the eighth rider to make it even was difficult, and they were ever so pleased that I wanted to join them, even if I was the odd one in the group, being the only male rider.

After the introductions, we took our horses to the arena and Marianne lined us up in the starting position. As the girls were seasoned carousel riders, Marianne explained for my benefit, what figures we were going to ride and in which order. We started off by going forward and then when we hit the wall 4 turned left and 4 turned right going into a trot along the wide side of the arena. When we met in the middle of the opposing side every 4 riders started to make a circle. When the first rider of each group got to the middle of the narrow side of the arena she turned and rode in a straight line to the middle. When both groups met again in the middle they went to the right in the direction of the corner. Then left along the narrow side again till the other corner and from there diagonal to the corner on the opposite side of the arena.

This was a tricky move as the horses would meet in the middle and needed to cross. And so it went on combining intricate figures requiring the riders to have total control over their mount. After about 25 minutes we found ourselves back again in one line in the middle of the arena. I must say, Marianne was an excellent choreographer. She had managed to make us use the complete arena, challenging us with difficult patterns and speeds. The one that got me a bit frightened was when each group of 4 started from the corner on the narrow side and went in a gallop to the center before turning right, slowing down to a trot, and then going full circle. The timing was of the essence for this figure and I'm happy to say we did it flawlessly.

After about 10 minutes of rest, we mounted again and continued. Marianne really challenged us during the second 25 minute session. Some of the figures we rode also seemed new to the girls, as from time to time a mistake was made by one of the riders. Wrong speed, wrong turn, horses frightened, riders frightened, one of them even fell off, but no harm was done. She got back on and we continued. At the end when we were again in our starting position, the riders took off their caps and saluted Marianne.

We dismounted and took our horses to their individual stables, then removed the saddles, and bits. We didn't need to wipe them down as they were not really sweaty, it wasn't that hot yet this time of the year. As usual, I gave my horse a little treat in the form of an apple and a polo mint.

We had agreed to meet for drinks afterward in the cafeteria. I expected a lot more people on a Friday evening but it was rather quiet. As the newcomer, I found it my duty to buy the drinks, so after inquiring about what everybody wanted I got them at the bar. Marianne didn't join the party as she had another group for a riding lesson right after us.

"So Lew, did you enjoy yourself?" Hellen asked.

"It was great fun, took me back to the time when I was riding with the club from work."

"Yes, you mentioned that, where did you guys ride?"

"We rode in 'La Chevauchée', which doesn't exist anymore I'm afraid. It was located in an area with villas and the land became very expensive, so the owners of the land gave the operator notice and sold the land at an astronomical price."

"It was great though, we were within walking distance of a huge, very nicely wooded military compound, great to ride in. We used to go on Sunday mornings very early with a small group, just 3 or 4 riders and we could see deer and rabbits. Sometimes the daughter of the stables, who also happened to be named Marianne, came with us, and then her little fox terrier usually joined us. Regularly he fell behind and then sometimes we heard him howl, so we got concerned. Marianne told us we didn't need to worry, being a hunting dog, the little bugger was probably just frustrated he couldn't chase a rabbit down its hole. And yeah sure enough after a while he came running again having given up the chase."

"We heard you went riding in the woods here as well, with Dawn, didn't you?"

"Yes, she's the one who got me interested in the sport again."

"Yeah we heard, and being a photographer you took some nice pictures of her when she still had her long blonde hair."

"Yes, she looked great on the horse."

"Especially only dressed in her long hair," Chelsey replied, "just like Lady Godiva."

"Euh yes," I said slowly turning a bit red in the face.

"Do you do that often Lew, take pictures of naked ladies?" Daisy wanted to know.

"It happens from time to time, yes."

It was clear the girls were needling me, knowing exactly who I photographed and how.

"Come on Lew, don't be modest, you've taken pictures of all 3 of us in the nude," Hellen interjected.

"Oh, was it this Lew who took the photos for your magazine Hellen?" Joy wanted to know.

"Yes, dear the one and only."

"I must say they were great," Joy said.

"I had no idea you were going to share your magazine with outsiders Hellen," I said.

"They're not really outsiders Lew, they're my friends, and I felt rather proud of these photos, so yes I shared them with the girls, but only with them."

"God woman, I do hope so."

"Why? I thought you claimed I could make it as a men's magazine model if I wanted to. Have you changed your mind, or was that just to flatter me?"

"Absolutely not, I still stand by my opinion, but still, sharing those rather intimate pictures and details, even with friends... I wouldn't do it."

"Well, there isn't much they haven't seen before, you know, we always take a communal shower when we're done riding."

"Strange, I didn't see you do that today."

"Would you like us to, and let you watch, and maybe take pictures?"

"I'm not a voyeur Hellen, that's not what I was implying, I was just surprised you didn't do this today. I hope it wasn't because I was here?"

"Absolutely not, we just didn't want you to have to sit waiting for us all by yourself, we agreed we would take our shower individually."

"Oh, yes now that you mention it, I don't see Janet anymore, I thought she'd gone home."

At that precise moment, Janet entered the cafeteria, her hair still wet and carrying a sports bag. She was no longer in her riding gear, but wearing a nice flowery dress, proving Hellen's explanation. At the same time, Chelsey got up and walked out with her sports bag, I guessed she was the one taking her shower next. It now occurred to me they all had some sort of bag with them, probably containing their toiletries. I was a bit surprised as we never took a shower after riding, but yeah come to think of it, the stables we went to in those days, didn't have any showers.

I need to remember to bring my stuff with me next time I come riding. In the next half hour, all remaining girls disappeared for a short while, either individually or in pairs, returning 10 to 15 minutes later all wearing a nice dress, or jeans, with the younger ones adding a crop top to show off their toned abdomens. I was the only one still in my riding gear, smelling of horses.

When finally they had all returned, I was the odd one out but they assured me it was not a problem. I said I would do better next time I came - if they would still have me join the group of course. Lizzy, who'd been the quiet one up to now surprised me, she got up as if she was going to give a speech and looked me straight in the eye.

"Dear Lew, I think I can speak for all the members of our little group when I tell you we are very pleased you are joining us, especially after what Hellen, Dawn, and Janet have told us about you..." I tried to interrupt her, "You shouldn't belie..."

"Don't you worry, we all know that you are the perfect gentleman and a crack photographer, capturing the most beautiful poses and making a woman look like a Goddess, and all of us would like to be photographed by you..." she looked around the group and added, "fully dressed or naked. Personally, if given the opportunity, I would definitely go for the latter." Then she sat down, her face flushed, slightly panting.

"Here, here," they all said, while lightly tapping the table."

"Girls what can I say, I'm flattered and of course, if you want me to I'll photograph you all, individually or as a group, in whatever attire you choose."

"But preferably without any attire whatsoever," Janet added.

"Really Janet, I never force any of my models to do anything they don't want to do, I remember that you and George were only too keen to get undressed."

"Ooh Janet, now all your dirty little secrets are coming out," Daisy said.

"It's not really a secret anymore Daisy, after I told you all about what happened, and I'm still very grateful to Lew for setting me and my husband straight."

"Oh yes we can see it regularly, ever since that photo session, you glow when George drops you off, whereas before, you always looked pretty miserable."

"Don't remind me of that period anymore, please, my second 25 years of marriage will hopefully be filled with total sexual bliss."

"Janet, you told them about what happened in the studio on that famous day?"

"Yes, of course, it was the best day of my life, well aside from the day Dawn was born of course."

"Thanks, mummy for remembering me," Dawn interjected.

"Sorry dear, but your birth was a one-time event and now, thanks to Lew I have regularly recurring events in my life that make me very happy."

"You don't say, I've not had many quiet evenings anymore since that day."

"Wow Janet, is there something else you need to tell us about?"

"No, not really, we enjoy sex now far more than we did during the first part of our marriage."

"And definitely more often and loud too," Dawn added.

I could see that the members of this group kept absolutely no secrets from each other, especially not when it came to intimacy.

"You know what, I think we should all have a photo session with our husbands at Lew's, I'm sure mine could definitely do with some sex lessons from an expert," Daisy said.

"How come? Is his performance below standards," Chelsey wanted to know.

"You could say that yes, he always enjoys his blowjobs very much, but when it comes to going down on me, forget it, he always finds an excuse."

"What, like he's got a headache?" Hellen said laughing.

"No, though that's about the only reason he's never used, probably because I use it sometimes."

"Shame on you Daisy, you do know that having sex can sometimes help you to get rid of a headache, don't you?" Lizzy said.

"Sure, but only if you are lucky enough to have an orgasm."

"He never gives you orgasms?"

"Now that is exactly the reason I would like to have this photo session with sex therapist Lew Emmett."

"Hold on ladies, it's not because I just happened to set Janet's husband straight I'm a sex therapist."

"From all the stories we've heard about you Lew, we think you should consider a career change."

"No thank you, I don't want to be faced with couples' sex problems, I much prefer enjoying the sex act myself."

"Talking about you enjoying a sex act, how would you feel about taking our picture tonight?" Joy wanted to know.

"What do you mean, you want me to photograph you here and now?"

"Here yes, now, maybe, but I don't know if you would go for what I have in mind."

"Oh, and what exactly do you have in mind?"

"All of us, naked on horseback."

"You must be joking!"

"No, I'm not."

"And how do you see this happening?"

"The lesson Marianne was giving ended an hour ago, the people attending that lesson have all gone home, I don't know if you noticed but we're the only ones left here, aside from Marianne, tending the bar."

"So?"

"If we get our horses back in the arena we can mount them bareback all of us in the nude and you can take photos."

"And what would Marianne have to say about that?"

"Knowing Marianne, she might even join us."

"You think so?" Hellen wanted to know.

"I'm sure, I've known Marianne for many years and she's not averse to sex or sexy things."

"OK but having 8 naked ladies on horseback in the arena?"

"Hey Marianne, we have a question for you." Joy shouted to her.

"Ok, what's the question?" Marianne replied approaching us.

"Would you mind if we get the horses back in the arena?"

"I don't think so but why? Do you want another ride?"