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509 converting the wife509 converting the wifeThe weekend seemed a bit dull without the k**s, however again things moved on a click come late, Friday, there being no need for a k**-sitter, they had been to the huntsman, all four of them.Ken and Barbie, getting on well, and after they left the pub, over supper, Barbera announced that rather than the uncomfortable sofa, Ken was welcome to share her bed and which was agreed eagerly by Ken though Celia was a little ruffled, having planned to palm Barry off onto his mother and taken Ken to her own bed!Ken seemed to have enjoy the older woman, as he staggered in to breakfast on Sunday looking tired, muttering he had slept more on the sofa, but he perked up after a hearty breakfast. Then drove out to the farm.Someone needing to mind the shop meant Barry staying home each day, so Ken volunteered to take the women to and from morning and evening.Monday soon arrived, Ken collecting the two nervy ‘stars’ just as Barry opened up the shop, both women in their best undies, dressed smartly, and as instructed carrying dressing gowns and clutching a big picknick basket. Barry kissing them both goodbye, knowing why and where they were both going and what they off to do… and what the films meant to them all!They found the farm staff consisted of a manager, a greasy looking Polish individual called Oliver, who lived with lumpy unsmiling wife and rather fat teenage son in a cottage by the gate. He doubled as cameraman, she running the weekend riding school. The only other staff being Paul, a tall muscular black, a young looking dad, who came in from town on a motor cycle each day, his teenage mixed-race son, Eric, riding pillion on Saturdays and holidays to work part time for pocket-money to fund his new college place that was soon to start with the new term.Half an hour saw Oliver and Paul, sorting lighting etc as both women, nervously sipped tea in the rest area. Barbera had been handed the script and having read through it, showed it to Celia who knew her own moment would soon be upon her. Young Eric, appeared, an old hand now at playing the part of virgin lads. Who realising that the ladies were nervous, set to telling them what was to happen and generally putting their mind`s at rest, while issuing Celia with her own script which she read nervously.The film once it started took, about an hour and a half, a couple of fluffed lines, and a problem with her bra and stiff fingers, causing a couple of restarts, but it went fairly well for a first go. The scenario in the kitchen set, was that the boy, played by Eric, begged his ‘gran’ to teach him about sex. ‘Gran’ allowed the lad to take a few liberties, slowly undressing her till bent over the table she allowed the boy to take her. This he did with the surety of a real and very well-endowed stud, which anyone with half an eye for these things could instantly have realised that this was never his first time and that he was a born stud who did not need any education! Barbera tottered back to the rest area, a little bandy legged, but with a broad smile that said her nerves had now gone and that she had enjoyed it immensely! Strong tea, and a towel under her soon had her sat, still naked but at her ease while draining into the towel and chatting to Eric, about their local teams chances this year! Celia, was now called to the bedroom set, given a book, and told to lounge on the bed in her underclothes and not to worry as her “stud” knew what to do and would take charge. This she did, laying the script inside the book cover, to re-reading it as she waited. Oliver`s wife Monika appeared, with the fat boy beside her, Celia`s heart sank. The heavy lady grinned a lop-sided smile at Celia, unsettling in itself. She told gaziemir escort the boy to “break a leg!” Then grunting an indifferent greeting at Barbera, sitting in the rest area, in silence.The fat lad, whose name by the way they later found was Harrold, clambered onto the bed, threw the book contemptuously to one side and jammed his hand up her skirt, as she said later to Barry, “without a much as a ‘hallow’ or a ‘kiss my arse,’ he just jammed his hand up me!” he then simply mauled her about, roughly shedding what little clothing she had on, then taking her with all the care of a gorilla! Another three quarters of an hour passed in all, spent in hard use, before a naked and exhausted Celia clutching her discarded clothing, staggered to Barbera in the rest area, to wrap the dressing gown around and partake of a welcome tea and sandwich break. Harrold, greeting his mother with a shrug and a comment of, “she`s OK but not as good a fuck as you are ma!” which said a lot, the reply scowling at the two women, being that “I will enjoy doing them both hard for you this afternoon then son!” Celia and Barbera exchanging glances and saying nothing!Ken appeared, and took Celia to one side saying he had “sorted the bank and he would stay over at the shop tomorrow night to pay it all off!” adding in a whisper, “Just one more shoot today and we shall be rid of this ghastly woman Monika and her fat i****tuous c***d, I wouldn’t use them but Oliver has insisted!”Dinner break over, they started again, Celia once more first in the kitchen with the Barbera both fully dressed and drinking coffee. The script called for Celia to kiss Barbera and fondle her bust then to start stripping, to be caught out by Monika, who was to arrive and find them in a compromising position, then threatening to expose them! Blackmailing them into the bedroom, a fairly reluctant strip on her instruction and then with a strap on taking Barbera and finally Celia. Both of our ladies quickly realising that it was not to have much love in the mix!The first part went well, Celia kissing Barbera as planned and both just beginning to enjoy the feelings when the lump appeared, and in her best dominating voice, black-mailed them into ‘Her’ bedroom, actually the same one as before but rearranged and with a different bedspread and curtains! Here she had them strip, stripping herself and revealing a body that had seen better days, tits to her waist, a big belly fat thighs and muscular arms like King-Kong! The strap on was a huge and intimidating thing, thin but 9 or 10 inches long which a smiling Monika stepped into, ordering Barbera to kneel on the bed. This the older woman did, Celia being made to hold her shoulders from the far bedside and the rubber phallus introduced in what can only be said to be in a commanding way, a single gut wrenching thrust had it balls deep in its quivering quarry. Celia whispering under her breath, words of encouragement to her mother in law, Knowing, she too would soon be suffering the same way, and muttering to re-convince them both, it was for a good cause. Barbera soon shacking with a climax, brought on by the situation, the discomfort and the domination, her elderly body collapsing as Monika hit the high spots. It was a relief when a voice called, “cut!”They were told to change places and Monika turned away changing the phallus in the clip-on harness as she did. filming started once more as Celia knelt, Barbera held her daughter in laws shoulders and Celia shut her eyes muttering “for what we are about to receive…,” and as Monika turned towards the younger woman, Barbera drew breath, having caught sight of the replacement dick. This one was black thicker and easily a foot long. Celia having seen what escort gaziemir had happened to Barbera unknowingly braced herself. As the giant head nuzzled the soft folds, then eased just into Celia`s body, the feeling of being stretched open ran through the woman, then with a single thrust that felt like an impalement… in it went. The reaction was three-fold, the impaled woman`s body tried desperately to move away and ease the pain of a red-hot-thrust, she cried out desperately and Monika smiled a sneering, wicked smile of total enjoyment…Easing back, she thrust again and again, tears falling from Celia`s face, her head back and a long in cry of pain with each thrust, issued from the woman`s throat.This time it was Monika who climaxed before withdrawal and the inevitable “cut!” a voice in the shadows, saying “Wonderful, Wonderful, well-acted girls that was awesome! Celia knew she was not was not acting… and whether she felt it was wonderful is doubtful but accepting that it was over, with mutual help from Barbera the two women slowly dressed. Monika and Harrold both with smirks on their faces, ignoring both women victims, “went off home to get father`s tea!” they at least had had a good day.Dressed they soon were off home, Celia sat in the back on cushions, Ken driving and saying that, it had been a good day three films ‘in the can’ as they say… they were halfway there!They arrived as Barry was dealing with a last customer before closing the shop, neither woman felt like talking or cooking, Celia just exchanging glances with her husband as she passed and not enjoying the stairs, Ken being sent to the chippy for their meals neither woman up to cooking.Barry waited to see the customer away, and to let in Ken with the food, before locking up and rushing up to the kitchen to ask, “what had happened, he having been on edge all that long day, thinking of them both!” their tired faces told a story though Celia putting on a brave face, said that, “it hadn’t been too bad!” a statement that belied her expression.Knowing there was more too it than that Barry sat through tea, then found Ken was staying to phone the creditors. They managed some of the companies, advising them cheques were in the post, to the relief of the recipients, the other two would have to wait till next day!Both women slept like logs after long soaks in the bathtub! Neither man got lucky, even though they shared beds, it was just to sleep, Barry cuddling his wife lovingly and saying that “they should ‘find another way’!” but she insisting that, “by the weekend it would be all over and they could live again!”After breakfast next day, they phoned Mya, and spoke to two very happy k**s, that at least was reassuring, then the last creditor was contacted, cheques made out and as they set out, they stopped at the post office, to send the things… registered! Again, there was a picknick basket, and again the two women sat with withdrawn lips, both with their minds on the coming day`s films and even worse, tomorrows….! At the farm Oliver had just finished feeding the horses, Paul, was exercising a cob and Eric was sweeping out the sets which were not quite yet ready. The ladies made tea and had sat for a while in the sun, as small three-wheeler drove into the yard, from it a tall fit if much older man, with a long grey beard appeared, saying, “he was `Hoss…” and he kissed their hands, accepting tea and joining them sitting in the sun. ‘Hoss’, turned out to be pleasant company, distracting them from the situation. Ken returned saying had been “checking rushes”, and “Ok`ing edits” he said and adding that “Your copies would be ready by going home, and that “’Todd in Seattle’, was pleased with the first bits he had seen!” he then gaziemir escort bayan became a little more the man in charge, asking Barbera, “if she could ride?” her answer of a decisive “NO” brought a smile and the order for Oliver, “with the tractor then, you take her out then to the site and setup as the weather this afternoon is likely to change, and Hoss wants to get away as soon as he can!” turning to Celia added, “You can go watch if you want, take a flask we will be along shortly!” Celia filled the flask, while Barbera had to change into a swim suit, then they sat in the trailer, and bumped their way to the riverside location, at the far edge of the farm. Oliver spread the blanket, helped them down and moved the tractor out of shot, taking from its traveling box the big handheld camera, and checking it over! they drank the tea while they waited! Ken arrived with Eric in the car, saying ‘Hoss’ would be just a moment he was on horseback. Filming began on a sort of gone with the wind style scenario, ‘Hoss’ arriving tying the horse then dismounting talking to our would be ‘swimmer’ then to her amazement showing her why he was nicknamed ‘Hoss’ having a tool like a horses dick… then stripping and taking her on the blanket, in what can only be described as a masterly fashion, bringing her to the boil and beyond in a way that was both thoughtful and gentle while being both strong and enjoyable! It was a one take job, and Barbera was somewhat disappointed when ‘Hoss’ just thanked her matter of factly, and Ken drove him back to his car! They were soon packed up Eric taking the patient horse and as they arrived in the farm yard, it began to rain. Celia by now was hopeful that her afternoon was to be as easy. Barbera now dressed, supplying coffee while saying that “That ‘Hoss’ was some lover, and if it all was like that, she would be happy being a porn-star any-day!” They laughed, together, though they both knew in their hearts the next day`s filming would not be so easy.They picnicked indoors in the rest area, Celia picking at a sandwich nervously when Ken appeared and said that, “he had decided to change this afternoons shoot to a ‘father and son take mother’ style shoot, with Paul and Eric!” Relief flooded through Celia, rain by now was spattering against the windows, and it was growing dark and menacing outside, but both Paul and his son seemed nice enough folk, and they didn’t seem disposed to harm her, in fact the reports of young Eric`s performance with Barbera were frankly very encouraging!She need not have worried Eric started the job by chatting ‘his mother’ into bed and m*****ing her as any son given half a chance would. Then enter dad, who was at first annoyed and then turned on! until then it had been plain sailing, Eric was big, but by now that had become the norm, it was when Paul dropped his trousers that a tool of megga proportions came into view. The thing was a show stopper, even Barbera ‘off set’ gasped, it was as thick a baby`s arm and the equal of his son, it easily was, but circumsized and with a purple mushroom that was the most sizeable that either woman had ever encountered. “Cut.” a voice off stage cried out, “your suppose to be his wife, you must have seen it and fucked with it before now bloody think woman!” again they did the trouser dropping scene, this time with the shock element somewhat removed. The scene took an hour and a half, during which Celia was fucked up hill and down, culminating in a double penetration, Eric riding her arse wonderfully while the ‘father’ filled her as never before! She staggered off set feeling she had seen team work at its best, falling into Barbera`s arms then a chair in the rest room fulfilled as never before.After a further hour they were on there way home, Paul literally on his bike Eric on the pillion clutching the rushes and the stars and the director returning to Barry this time clutching their own copies of yesterday`s films and the hot food which they collected on their way.

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