We open with our beautiful animation of the United Kingdom – from space… Pause for a moment – then go dark… The country beneath us is immediately speckled with a million points of light… Club music begins to play very, very quietly… Then we fall toward the surface at hyper-sonic speed, dropping from a low-Earth orbit right down to the brightest lights of London…
Bright lights, big city – and we race through it. Very much London at night as imagined by non-Londoners. Red double-decker buses, black taxis, rain, and razzamataz… All the time, the club music is getting louder…
We race to a nightclub entrance and we’re waived in by a pair of animated bouncers, who look suspiciously like the Kray twins… The music is at full volume now as we enter the dark club, we switch from animation to live-action, and come to a booth in which four women are sitting. Two white, two black, all slim, good looking, but probably a couple of years too old for clubbing.
One of them turns to face us… Coffee coloured, heavily made up, very attractive. Her dress consists of two body length panels, front and back, connected and held to her slim body by a mesh of strands that suggest she isn’t wearing any underwear. Despite her age, she can still get away with this dress.
She smiles then speaks – almost shouts actually – but the music is so loud that we still can’t quite hear her, we read the subtitles instead, “Hello… Welcome to the United Kingdom of Zoo… My name is Cleo Ranger, and I’m desperate to have sex with a dog…” The last comment, made so publicly, cracks her up into a huge smile.
We cut to a montage of her dancing in the club, and she dances well for an older lady; drinking and laughing with her friends; ignoring men who approach her. This is intercut with footage of her being interviewed in close-up at home, and occasional photographs of her old modelling days, footage of her on a catwalk, in a bikini. Not supermodel standard, but to be fair, not far off.
She tells her story over the top of these clips. Her accent is classy but carries a fair amount of her Caribbean origin…
“I was born in Kingston but come with my parents to London when I was a little girl… I was spotted by a talent agent when I was 15, he said I could be a model… On the catwalks, all around the world… I did it for a long time, made a lot of money, took a lot of drugs, slept with some amazing looking models… Boys AND girls, I don care… But eventually I got too old for dat… I wasn’t famous… Some of the models I slept with were… But I wasn’t… But I made enough money not to have to worry about getting’ a job or anything terrible like that… Maybe I find a man, maybe not… I don’t need one…”
“I first heard about dogsex when I was a little girl, still in Jamaica… My sister was 5 year older than me, and when she 14 her boyfriend would make her blow the neighbourhood dogs… When my parents find out, them go crazy… That’s when we move to London..! They didn’t want that to happen to me as well… But I watched her do it a few times… She was a real show-off… I would have tried it if she let me… But she say I’m too young to play, only to watch… And all my life I think about it… All the time I was modelling, I was always thinking about that… What would it be like? I had so many photographs taken of me back then – all I wanted was to pose with a big dog… Get him dick in my mouth and look into the camera… But never had the chance. To many men to suck, too many women to lick…”
“I haven’t had a bad life… A lot of decadence… I’m not a lesbian, but I licked some of the most beautiful pussy in the world… I went to orgies that would make you soooo jealous if you knew who else was there… But all the time, what I really really want… Was to be with a dog… And to have the camera on me when I do it…”
We end with a slow motion shot of her twerking. Not something a 40-year old should be doing – but she can just about be forgiven.
We cut to our studios in Manchester… Inside, the corner of our set has been made up to look a luxury hotel style bedroom this week – double bed with black silk sheets. There are cameras, lights, cameras, microphones, etc., and the crew to operate them all, set up all around the room. The bed is piled high with pillows, vases of flowers on either side, a big box of chocolates – it’s very classy… Only the best for this girl!
We cut to the street outside and see a very nice BMW pulling into the car park, ignoring the designated spaces and simply pulling to a halt in the open turning-circle/lane. Cleo doesn’t ‘do’ parking.
The black beauty steps out of the car and straightens her white slimline knee-length dress. Makes sure she’s looking good, and then heads off toward our offices, perfectly balance on heels so high she’s almost En Pointe.
A couple of middle-aged men are hanging around by the entrance, taking pictures – one says something to her, and she smiles but doesn’t slow down, walking right by them and into the building.
We cut to inside our entrance corridor and watch as Cleo walks down the hallway, looking at the pictures on the wall, catching her reflection in one and using the very tip of her finger to pick something from the corner of her eye. Blows a kiss to herself, smiles, and then turns down the corridor towards…
Our hot hostess, the one and only, Charley Ozvik. In the flesh… And there’s a lot of flesh on display. Crop top and mini-skirt. Today is one of those rare occasions that our surgically enhanced dog-slut isn’t the best-looking woman in the corridor. Cleo may not be young, but she is beautiful and has a fantastic figure for a 40-year-old.
“Hi there… I’m Charley Ozvik – and I have a confession…” She smiles broadly… “I’ve always had a thing for black supermodels… When I was a teenager I had posters of Tyra Banks, Naomi Campbell and you on my wall… I used to wank myself silly imagining a little four way with you three…” She almost blushes.
“Ah, that’s really cute… But I don’t belong in their league…” She smiles like this is the biggest compliment she’s ever had. “Seriously, they are the greatest… I’m just a little bitty chocolate treat next to them…”
Charley continues to gush, “That may be so, but I always thought you had the very best tits on the cat-walk – and your skin was soo…” She fans her face… “We better move on…”
They both laugh a little at Charley’s fan-girling… Then Charley asks. “So, what’s a beautiful woman like yourself doing lowering yourself to be with a dog..?”
Cleo answers as if she’s been practising, “It’s something I’ve always imagined doing… And I want to do it whilst I still look good, you know… But I didn’t want to do it when it would affect my career…” She laughs.
Charley nods, then turns to point at the doorway to our studio… “In that case, PLEASE be my guest, step through that door – and make both of our dreams come true…”
Cleo smiles one more time, blinding white teeth behind dark lips. “If you insist…” And she strides off toward the door as if she was on the catwalk…
On the set, we watch as Cleo walks back and forward infront of the big double bed, pausing and half-posing at each turn… Playing it up for the camera… Each turn confirming how slim she is… The dress clinging to her flesh – bit bullet nipples making big bumps on her chest.
She slips the shoulders of her dress off to reveal that there are no bra-straps, then reaches down to bunch up the skirt around her thighs, then her arse and hips, revealing no panties and a neatly trimmed pussy… Her legs seem to go on forever…
Then she runs her hands around the top of the dress again, before calmly, and slowly, pulling it down over her boobs, revealing/confirming that she’s not wearing a bra under the dress.
Her boobs are firm, bot huge, but a good size – and whilst they have a little more sag than in her prime, they are still a very impressive pair of natural hooters! Big brown nipples standing proud.
With a brief smile to camera, knowing she has the whole crew on the hook – especially Charley who is behind the camera and completely transfixed on this one-time feature of fashion catwalks – Cleo pulls the dress all the way down to show off her flat belly, pulling the stretchy white fabric all the way down her legs and stepping out of it. And there she is – fantastic tits, slim body, long limbs, smooth chocolate flesh – and a beautiful face… Posing demurely, letting us all drool over her.
She sits down on the edge of the bed, puts her hands behind her and leans back on them. Looking very relaxed and comfortable. More than just about any of our previous guests – she’s used to being looked at, and used to being nude on camera.
She looks up at us, smiles, and asks us “Can we bring in the real star now?”
We cut to the large external door of the set and watch as it winds slowly open, letting light from outside spill into the room… And there, framed in the doorway, a woman in a red dress that’s possibly a size too small, and her big black German Shepherd dog. Carol and Rebel… Long time regulars on the show.
They stride onto the set side-by-side. Almost looking like they are making their own catwalk appearance…
Cleo watches as they approach, apparently happy to see the size and breed of the dog, and perhaps not realising how much Carol is making fun of the way models parade around.
The new arrivals reach the set and Carol unhooks Rebel, who makes a bee-line straight to the bed and his black bitch… Carol stays on the edge of the set next to Charley.
“What do you think of Cleo?” Asks Charley. “A genuine celebrity for Rebel…”
Carol shrugs, “She’s very pretty… But I’ve got no idea who she is… I thought it was Naomi Campbell when I walked in, but I’ve never heard of any Cleo…” She seems almost deliberately unimpressed…
Over on the bed, Cleo can’t hear what they are talking about – she’s far more interested in this dark dog…
“Well, hello there, big man…” She says with a big white toothed smile as she ruffles the beast’s head, neck and shoulders.
She looks up and off camera to Carol and notes that, “You’ve got a seriously handsome puppy dog, here… I can’t wait to get to know him MUCH better…” And again, those dazzling white teeth shine as she smiles.
Carol answers rather drolly, “I think we’re all looking forward to that, luv…”
Cleo has already moved on though, rubbing the dog’s neck and chest some more as she shuffles her backside more toward the edge of the bed.
A moment later and she’s got herself laid all the way back – with her legs spread wide and her pussy split wide open – the light pink flesh inside a marked difference to her dark brown skin… She’s patting the little pad of short dark hair above it, making kissing/smoochie noises to the dog, inviting him to “Come have a lick… I love to have my pussy licked…”
He moves closer, between her smooth thighs, his head infront of her pussy, sniffing the air, his tongue smacking in, out and around his mouth… Then moving slightly closer and starting to lick at her… To her immediate pleasure…
It doesn’t take too long before she is struggling to breath, a hand on her chest, not feeling her boobs so much as making sure her heart doesn’t burst out… Arching her back, letting out a long, high, whimper… The tension and strain building up through her skeleton, as the dog’s tongue takes her all the way to an orgasm that has her thrashing like the girl in the Exorcist, her fists thumping down onto the bed on either side of her… Every inch of her body becoming highly sensitive – and the dog licking on until she crawls back from him, further onto the bed, taking her pussy away from it…
She ends up sitting on the bed, shivering, and breathing hard. She looks like a woman who’s just had the best orgasm of her life… Because that’s what she is!
“Oh good Lord… That’s amazing…” Gasps our former model, looking up into the camera to give us something of a narration. “The feeling when his tongue was running over my pussy… I just want him tongue to be two foot long so it could just keep sliding across my clit…” Breaths hard. “Amazing…”
We cut to a shot of Cleo on her feet – a random behind the scenes moment as she walks over to sip from a plastic bottle of water. Looking back at the dog and nodding at something Charley has said off camera. She looks natural and comfortable with what she’s doing. Relaxed. Her tall, slim, somewhat elegant body standing out against the white walls of the set.
Then we’re back to the high-resolution cameras as she gets into position, climbing up onto the silk-sheeted bed, looking very much at home up there. Onto all fours, arse in the air, looking back over her shoulder at us with a wide, white-toothed smile. She raises a hand and slaps her backside in the most inviting way imaginable.
Rebel approaches again, sniffing up to her arse, licking the cheek, then the crack of her ass…
We hear Carol from off camera, ordering him, “No licks… Fucks… Fuck time… Come on…”, and the dog reacts almost immediately, by rising up and mounting the body on the floor… His black hair against her brown skin, legs wrapping around her slim waist, paws crossing under her and folding under her belly.
He immediately starts to thrust at her rear end, swinging his pelvis in between her hind-legs. The tip of his cock poking an inch from his sheath right up to the moment that it first touches her pussy – and then the sheath pulls back like some kind of magic trick, revealing several inches of cock shaft almost immediately… Several inches of cock that then disappears rapidly into Cleo’s pink cunt…
She gasps as he drives it home – then smiles, lips pulled back from white teeth that are clenched…
We cut down below her to a close-up of the dog’s cock slithering in and out of her cunt… It pops out after a couple of strokes, and we hear her worried/disappointed tones, “Nooooo…” as it flaps between her thighs, her hand reaching back to try and guide it back in, slotting it home again – much to her delight if her squealed “OOhhhh yessss” is anything to go by…
This time he’s in for the duration – slapping it home, deeper and harder than before, making sure he doesn’t slip too far back from her – and she’s gasping and moaning as he thrusts into her.
Cleo brings a hand up to one of her perfectly formed boobs, cupping and squeezing it… Arching her back as the dog pummels her. Her head back, her face relaxed – licking her lips and snarling, almost posing for the camera – as is her way.
We cut to a low angle and watch the shiny pink cock as it slips and slides in and out of Cleo’s dark flesh. Every thrust accompanied by a wet slurp, little whine or moan, or the occasional ‘Fuck!”
The pussy pounding continues at a feverish pace. His back bending, pelvis thumping up against her arse, cock driving deep into her body.
“I love it… Oh I love it…” she wails, letting go of any attempt to contain her pleasure.
Rocky continues to deliver the kind of fucking that all sluts love… Working at a pace and intensity no human could ever match. It’s as much in the way his paws grip around her as it is in the power of his thrusts… For the girl on the receiving end, to feel this painful grasp just raises the intensity of the experience beyond any regular experience.
It doesn’t last long though… More intense, less time… After well under a minute of hard fucking, he suddenly begins to slow, pulling himself as close as possible, his belly pushed right up against her lovely tight arse.
We cut down to a low angle and see that cock still jammed in her pussy, no longer moving, but looking like it might well split her body in half.
Back in a wide-shot we watch as he rests on her back, holding tight… Locked in place by his knot in her pussy, and his forelegs locked around her.
She’s sighing and breathing deep – gasping a little – soaking up the pain of that knot, but her smile still wide, white and genuine.
Carol lifts Rebel’s tail so we can take a look at his throbbing balls… Reminding us that he’s shooting yucky dog spunk up into the model’s slim belly thoughout this tie.
She raises her head and looks into the camera – strain on her face, that smile showing that she can handle it… “I can feel him cumming inside me…” She boasts. “It’s beautiful…”
Then Rebel moves… The former model gasps and yelps as he shuffles and pulls away to the side, one of his hindlegs rising into the air as if he’s going to piss on his black bitch – flipping over her lovely arse, and coming down onto the floor. He’s turned through 180 degrees and is now facing away from her – the two still joined by his cock in her cunt. She’s been pulled off balance and is struggling to stay upright on all fours… But she’s still smiling…
They hold this arse-to-arse position for a while – but we keep things interesting by switching between camera angles, watching as Cleo takes all that cum into her belly… The dog just waiting there, emptying himself. Cleo occasionally wincing as the dog pulls against her pussy…
Just as we’re about to get bored of these images, Rebel pulls away from her – staggering forward as his knot bursts out of her pussy. Big and fat, shiny with her pussy juices, swinging down between his legs as he walks away from her and jumps/tumbles off the bed.
She stays in position on her hands and knees as cum streams from her pussy, dribbling down onto the floor between her knees, making a large dark patch as it soaks into the sheets.
“How do you feel?” Asks Charley from off camera.
Cleo turns her face toward the camera and smiles again, a seductive model’s smile, sighing, “I feel maaaaagnificent!”
She runs a hand over her breast, down her belly and slowly between her thighs, massaging the dog’s cum into her pussy as it leaks out.
“Oh, look at the mess you’ve made…” Purrs Charley with mock disappointment.
Cleo smiles as she takes her hands from her pussy, brings it up to her mouth and licks her fingers, rubbing them over her lips and smearing a little wetness around her jaw.
She crawls up the bed a little, away from the stain, then turns around so that her head is almost directly above the dark patch, then lowers her face toward it, sticking her tongue out to lick the stain. Kissing it… Picking a wrinkle up between her teeth, sucking on it… Eyes closed as she savours it.
She spits it out and raises her face toward the camera, those big brown eyes looking particularly seductive right now. “It tastes delightful… Maybe I can drink a little more from the source, eh?” She smirks.
She rolls over onto her backside, slips her legs off the bed, slides off onto the floor, and then manages to resume her position on hands and knees… All in one smooth motion. We saw her dancing at the start of the show, this woman really knows how to move.
Then she’s crawling over toward Rebel, about as seductive a crawl as you’ll ever see… Like a panther… Rebel watches her approach with a slightly confused look on his face, but begins to wag his tail slowly as he realises she’s heading toward his hindquarters.
She rolls over onto her back beside him, then shuffles the rest of the way under him – her face under that cock… Her long awaiting moment has arrived – face to face with a dog’s cock…
A slim shot of spunk shoots onto her cheek before she gets a chance to open her mouth… She doesn’t miss the next one – wide mouth and tongue out to catch it with a giggle. “That’s a good boy… Feed me…” She says before opening her mouth to wait for the next one… Which follows a few seconds later.
We close into a tight close-up as she leans forward to kiss the fat tip of his meat. Then opens her mouth and raises her head slightly off the floor to take the cock inside. Three inches, then she drags her mouth back a couple, forward a couple. Building up speed as she sucks her cheeks in hard around the shaft.
She can’t help but smile as she sucks, and this breaks the lip-seal around the dog’s shaft in the corner of her mouth. There’s the quiet, ragged and wet sound of air and fluid escaping, and a trickle of dog cum dribbling down the side of her jaw each time.
As much as she is enjoying herself, a dog only wants so much action – and Rebel is losing interest. She doesn’t look like a fashion model to him, he doesn’t understand the difference between her and any other bitch… So his cock is slowly shrinking to the point that she hasn’t really got enough to suck on any more.
She drops her head back down to the floor, looking up at his belly, stroking his belly and side – and he is happy to stand over her whilst he catches his breath.
Back to a wide angle, naked, slim, very attractive 40-year-old former model, on her back, wet streaks over and shiny flesh, pink pussy glistening. Big hairy black beast standing over her looking like a boss.
It’s a suitably impressive and posed image to fade out on.
We fade back in on a very relaxed looking, post-fuck, black fashion model… Her flesh streaked with sticky dog-spunk, with pink scratches on her sides and legs. Her hair is a mess, and her make-up a little smeared and streaked, but she still looks better, and classier, than pretty much every other girl that’s ever been on the show.
“So was that everything you ever dreamed it would be?” Asks Charley.
Cleo smiles and nods. “Oh yeah… I knew I would enjoy it – but I didn’t think I’d like it that much… I thought showing off would be the best thing – seeing the people react to me… But him cock feel soooo fine… That’s the nicest cock I ever had inside me… The sex was as good as being watched.”
Charley continues, “So will you be doing this again?”
Cleo nods again, energetically. “Oh for sure… I want to try it with all kinds of dogs… See what kind I should buy for myself…”
Charley can’t resist, “Well… I’ve got a beautiful golden retriever, and I think his golden hair would look amazing next to your black skin…”
Cleo looks Charley up and down… “I’m sure that can be arranged… I’ve got plenty free time these days… Maybe I can call Naomi and we make your dreams come true…” She laughs.
Charley is taken in by her comment, “Do you have her number? Do you think she’d want to join in?”
Cleo laughs. “I’ve got her number… But Naomi wouldn’t do a dog… She a neat freak… The hair would drive her crazy!” She picks a loose dog-hair off her pussy lips to emphasize her point.
Charley looks a little disappointed – but Carol steps in to cheer her up… “I’m no Naomi Campbell… But I’d be happy to bring Rebel along and join in… If we’re all up for it?”
Cleo looks from Carol to Charley, then to Rebel… And smiles one last time, white teeth gleaming… “That sounds like a plan to me!”
And we fade out thinking about The Woman in Red, joining our hot hostess and this black beauty, plus a Retriever and this Shepherd, for the kind of party that would put our ratings through the roof.
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