We open with our beautiful animation of the United Kingdom – from space… Pause for a moment – then fall toward the planet at hyper-sonic speed, dropping from a low-Earth orbit – dropping all the way down to the North Sea, just off the coast… Reaching sea level in a few seconds.
From here we race toward the coast, between two piers, under a couple of bridges, and up a wide and winding river… Under an old steel bridge, over a new concrete bridge, then deep inland… At speed… Through the countryside, but never leaving the river… In seconds we are racing up toward an old city on hill… Cathedral, castle, cobbled streets…
We merge into live action as we find ourselves in a new part of the old city… Less of a shopping mall than just a covered street… And then we come up outside a lingerie store.
A woman steps out infront of us. Slim, pale, redhaired, with a top cut low enough for us to see that she has widely spaced boobs that don’t produce much cleavage. She has a bag from the lingerie store.
She speaks in a polite northern accent, not quite Geordie, certainly not Yorkshire… “Hello, and welcome to the United Kingdom of Zoo.”
No montage this week… We just focus on Donna, sitting on the couch at home beside her husband, Darren, telling her story direct to camera. For a little variety we occasionally cut away to shots of her in her bedroom, checking herself out in the mirror as she tries on the lingerie she was buying when we first met her.
“I’m Donna Ferry. I’m 56 year old. I’m originally from Sunderland, but I live in Durham. I’m married, to Darren… It’s my second marriage, my first didn’t work out so well, but this chap is much more in tune with my needs.”
She pats Darren on the thigh, and he smiles at her.
“I’ve always been a highly sexed woman. I started early, when I was – can I say it? 14… With a much older man. He was a teacher at my school. I’ve never been shy to sleep with anyone I find attractive, but I’ve always been loyal to whoever I was with. I never slept around when I was in a relationship.”
She squeezes Darren’s hand this time and he offers another gormless smile.
“I was first attracted to dogs… I don’t know when exactly it was, but sometime in the 90s. I just became aware of it. I suppose it was the internet – but I became aware that there were women, somewhere in the world, who were having sex with animals, and I assumed they were enjoying it… And then I started to think, even before I’d seen any of it, that it must be a very dirty feeling to do it… I think a lot of my sleeping around was just about it being naughty… I know the teacher was just about it being naughty… I certainly didn’t love him or anything… I just wanted to have sex with a teacher, you know – be the bad girl at school… Get a reputation!”
“So, since the 90s… It’s been in my mind… You know, that to be a really bad girl, I needed to have sex with an animal – and for everyone I knew to know about it… Then I met this guy…” She nods toward Darren again, “And he’s just as bad as me… He has his perversions… He likes to think of me having sex with everyone… Men, women, old men, young girls… And he loves to piss on me, and I don’t mind… It’s just piss… If it makes him happy why would I have a problem with it? And he feels the same way about the things I like…. He always told me, right from the start, that I should do whatever makes me happy… So, I told him I wanted to have sex with a dog, and for all our friends to know about it… And he said, if I want everyone we know to see it, I should do it on your show… So… Here I am..!”
This time Darren puts an arm around her, leans in, and gives her a kiss on the cheek.
And now we’re looking right at her, in close-up… “Tonight, I’ll be having sex with a dog for the first time…” She turns to the side, “And I’d love for you all to watch!”
We hold on her as she smiles – then fade through to a shot of our studios in Manchester.
For a change, we’re not set up in our studio, but around the side, off the carpark in the small laneway that leads to our loading dock. Exposed brick walls, concrete, a little garbage (we added a few extra bags to make things look extra scruffy). The ground is wet, with a stream of dirty water running along the gutter to a drain.
Our cameras, lights and microphones are out here with us – ready to shoot some outdoor action – the only problem is, we have no stars to film…
We turn the camera through 180 degrees to see the street beyond the laneway – and watch as a car approaches and then parks in the laneway. The doors open and Darren gets out of the driver’s side. Donna climbs out of the passenger side – she’s dressed in high heeled shoes, a red and black lacy bra and matching French knickers (the lingerie she was buying at the start of the show) – no outer/over clothes at all. They walk toward us and we drop into slow motion to give us time to fully appreciate her as she approaches.
She’s not amazing – slim and pale, with boobs spaced wide on her chest, a nice big gap between themas they sit softly in the cups of her bra, suggesting that they aren’t that firm. The look on her face is wannabe-slut, mixed with excitement and a touch of nervous energy. She doesn’t look too nervous yet – but she’s still in lingerie – in a minute she’ll be naked and fucking a dog… We wonder how she’ll look then.
She walks right up to our camera, looking happy and ready to go. Charley steps in from beside our camera position. Charley always looks good, but next a woman more than 20 years her senior, with small boobs, no tan, red hair, etc., our hostess looks almost like a goddess.
“Hello, Donna… Welcome to UK of Zoo…”
“Hello…” Smiles Donna.
Charley continues. “I’ve heard you’re a bit of an exhibitionist – and you want everyone to know what a dirty dirty girl you are… So we’ve got something special for you today…”
Donna smiles again, looking around to try and guess her surprise.
Charley waves her hands around, pointing up and down the back-alley. “Just for you… We’re going to film this scene out here in the laneway, rather than inside where it’s safe… You like to think everyone is watching… Well today – anyone who walks by can see you in action…”
Donna’s smile broadens… She clearly likes the idea.
We cut to a wider shot of Donna unclasping her bra and letting it fall away – those widely spaced tits sagging down and apart. Then bending down to slip her panties off, showing off a narrow little strip of ginger pussy hair. It’s a quicker strip than we’re used to – because she’s coming from such a nearly naked starting point – and now she’s just standing there, looking at us, in nothing but high heels.
As she looks at us, she doesn’t notice the other car that has pulled up in the laneway behind hers… The driver side door opens and almost immediately a little, wide, muscular beast jumps over the driver and onto the hard ground. It’s a pitbull, and we know him better as Randall…
Donna turns to watch as he scrambles toward her – seeing this pale pink/white thing standing out in the open and thinking it’s his lucky day – which it might well be!
She squats to greet him, stroking his head and sides as he snuffles up against her – trying to get behind her immediately. “Hello, doggy… Hello… I can’t wait to get started with you… No I can’t… I cant wait to get started!!” She laughs.
Darren stands to the side watching on, clearly happy to be here.
She drops forward onto her knees on the hard laneway – upright, which gives Randall enough room to explode under her. Walking between her things, twisting his head and trying to lick above himself… But Donna takes hold of his head and positions her pussy so that it’s rubbing up against his spine – enjoying the rough hairy sensation on her clit. She bends forward and reaches under his body, fondling and rubbing at his sheath.
Randall stands very still, letting her do as she pleases, not wanting to disturb her.
She looks around as she plays with him, still pushing her pussy against his back, but apparently aware of some activity at the end of the lane.
We pan around to see a couple of teenagers standing on the corner of the alley, watching from afar. We let them watch, why spoil their fun.
“I feel totally exposed…” She whispers, smiling to confirm that she’ likes that, as she rubs her pussy along his spine, and continues to reach under his belly and work that sheath.
Charley notes that, “We can move inside if you want?”
“No!” The answer comes back from Darren almost before Charley has made the offer. “We like it…”
And Donna holds her position for a second, looking up the lane again, then up in the sky as if she’s expecting to see helicopters circling overhead. She looks up at Darren, then at Charley and confirms, “Yes… I like it…”
She smiles, a naughty school-girl smile on a 56-year-old face – and gets down onto the ground, on her hands and knees, picking up a small stone that was under her hand and throwing it away. Dropping to her elbows, her forearms crossed on the ground. Getting comfortable, or as comfortable as one can be on elbows and knees in a grubby backstreet.
Her back is arched, her arse back, her knees far enough apart to spread her thighs and exposed her pussy, the lips hanging slightly apart, glistening pink within…
She drops her head, smiling but maybe just a little ashamed, even scared. In the background, Darren stands, arms folded infront of her chest, not sure what to do as he watches his dream come true.
Randall doesn’t hesitate – moving up behind her, his paws skipping on the hard ground as he gets closer and becomes more excited – then he rears up to mount her. His weight landing on her back and pushing her knees and elbows down hard. His front legs sliding down at her sides, his paws almost pushing down against the front of her thighs.
He starts to bang up against her from behind, his cock thrusting between her thighs, bending his back, angling up between her legs, almost getting under her pelvis as he angles thrusts up toward her pussy.
“Oh God… Oh God… It’s happening…” Gasps Donna, stating the obvious as her long held dream comes true.
He keeps trying, thrusting at her, gradually getting the tip of his cock to pump toward her pussy – and then suddenly shunts it up and into her. He goes deep right away.
“Oh GOD!” She squeals – part pleasure, part surprise.
We can hear Darren in the background saying, “Oh yes!” as she squeals.
As soon as Randall feels her moist flesh around his shaft he cuts loose – thumping deep and hard, with short rapid strokes.
Donna has her head up, facing forward, and her mouth open – her expression changing slowly from a look of shock to a look of happiness… A smile growing across her face.
Her breathing becoming suddenly ragged as the beast fucks her faster than she’s ever been fucked, pushing her forward on the hard ground – her pushing back on her elbows and forearms, jamming them against the ground – her knees down scraping against the asphalt.
She looks up and around toward Darren, wincing – as much from pain of the hard ground on her joints as the six inches of hot dog cock that is driving in and out of her pussy, or the grip of his little sharp nails.
We move around her in this position to get a perfect side-on view – her slim profile fully exposed to the camera. Belly and little tits heaving as she tries to control her breathing, everything shaking and jiggling under the continued pounding from the big dog. Her head back, mouth open, gasping then gritting her teeth – working through the pain from knees and cunt… The sight of her little tits flopping back and forth as he drills into her is a little distracting… But not too much – after all, a muscly little dog is fucking the shit out of a slim lady… Who wouldn’t want to watch that..?
Darren certainly wants to watch – crouching down to get as close a look as he can – reaching under to fondle her flappy tits as they wobble and shake… Almost getting in the way of our cameras.
The hardcore fucking only lasts a little while – maybe 40 or 50 seconds (although careful editing and the multiples camera set-up allows us to extend this to over 2 minutes). We use the low angle camera last, catching the image of his knot – still small at the moment – popping in and out of her cunt. His cum still dribbling out around the shaft and dripping almost onto the camera.
Donna remains there on the ground, knees and elbows being scratched and grazed by the harsh surface, little dog on her back, holding right around her hips… No longer pumping… Holding himself close… Darren still beside her, cupping and squeezing her saggy tits, left then right… A hand on the back of her head, stroking her hair.
The look on Donna’s face is somewhere between pleasure and confusion… Not sure if she’s happy that the speedy pounding has stopped – nor whether she likes the feeling of this little knot that beginning to grow inside her pussy… Not so little anymore… Beginning to stretch her out.
Charley reaches under her, pointing her GoPro up against to get a good shot of the woman’s pussy, wrapped around the dog’s cock, the knot visible inside, pussy lips a little loose behind it.
We can hear Donna moaning as it approaches full size – about the size of a tennis ball… “MMnnnnn… That’s…. Wild…” She gasps as she experiences the unique feeling of a knot for the first time.
We cut back to a close-up of her face – her smile, thin lipped, pale faced, a little shy… Still quite demure and pretty… Controlling her breathing – holding herself steady… Absorbing the pleasure of a dog just standing over her, buried inside her…
She looks around from one camera to the next… And we cut to each to see her looking straight at us…
We hear her whisper, “I’m a tv star!” as she cringes a little self-consciously.
“Not just a tv star…” Says Charley from off camera, “It looks like you’re putting on a live show for some of Manchester’s youth too…”
And in the widest camera angle we can see those two teenagers at the end of the lane still watching on, thinking they haven’t been spotted.
Darren looks up at them, and just as we think he’s going to shout at them to ‘fuck off’, he waves and calls them down, “Come on boys… Get a closer look…”
They look at each other, then sprint up the lane to get a closer look. The pair of them maybe 14 years old. They’ve probably seen our show before, everyone has, but it’s very different to see a real woman, in the flesh, tied with a muscular little pitbull. These boys have probably never even seen a naked woman before, let alone one have sex with a dog!
“Tell them how you feel, darling…” Teases Darren.
Donna raises her head and looks toward the boys. “I feel… Very naughty… Dirty… I can feel the dog cumming in my belly… It’s… The best… But it’s wrong… I’m a dirty girl… Very, very dirty…”
Darren says something to the director off camera, and gets a nod of approval… He starts unzipping his trousers.
“Come on then boys…” He says as he pulls his semi-erect cock out. “Let’s clean the lady up…”
The boys aren’t sure what to do… Looking a bit scared at this point. Then Darren begins to piss on his wife’s head… A long yellow stream of urine arcing into her hair and onto the back of her neck…
She tips her head up, closing her eyes and mouth tight, but letting his piss hit her face. Clearly enjoying this.
Darren doesn’t look away from her as he talks to the boys again. “You won’t get the chance to do this again in your life… Don’t waste it…”
The boys react by pulling their jeans open, whipping out their dicks (we’re careful not to show them on camera with the boys being under-age) – and moving a little closer to Donna and Randall…
One of them starts pissing almost immediately, all over her shoulders and back, even crouching to try and point it at the side of her floppy tit.
The other takes a little longer – not getting going until Darren is pretty much finished soaking his wife. His first explosion of urine hitting Randall rather than the woman… Then managing to correct his aim, pissing right up her narrow spine, all the way up to her head in a high arc…
His friend empties his bladder – leaving Donna’s left side completely soaked – the second kid ends his piss too…
The boys stand back to admire their work – a thoroughly soaked middle-aged woman, with a clear smile on her face, still tied to that nasty fucking dog (who has a dark line down his side from the errant piss).
Darren high-fives the two boys, who also high-five each other.
Down below them, on her knees and elbows, there’s a piss soaked, pale skinned, skinny whore, with saggy tits swinging under her, piss dripping off her, and a musclebound, nasty looking pitbull on her back, his big cock jammed into her cunt, locked together by his fat knot..
The pair of them are locked like this for several minutes whilst the two teenagers and her husband watch on. We drop down low, our cameraman trying to avoid stepping in the little streams of piss that are rolling from her toward the gutter. He gets close enough to get a good close-up of the dog’s little arse, his big balls, pulsing as he continues to shoot spunk into her.
Cut to her face – shiny with piss, smiling, enjoying that throbbing in her pussy…
We pan around, looking at Darren, and at the teenaged boys (one of them still has his cock hanging out – but we blur to image to avoid child-porn problems), as they watch on.
One of the boys turns to Darren and asks, almost off microphone. “When the dog’s finished can we fuck her?”
Darren laughs and holds his hand up as if he’s going to slap them. “Cheeky bastard.. No you can’t… You can piss on her but you can’t fuck her…”
Donna looks up to say something – we edit it out for broadcast to protect her from legal action… But what she actually said was, “If they’re old enough to piss on me and watch me with Randall, they’re old enough to fuck me!”
We cut back to that rear-shot close-up… Her cunt stretched out around Randall’s fat knot. We wait for a few seconds then see the knot slipping back out of her wet hole… Popping and plopping out… The cock sliding free, followed by a gush of doggy spunk – spilling to the ground below, joining the piss streams under her body and flowing down to the gutter…
She looks up and half smiles at the camera – a kind of sad-its-over-already sort of smile – and rolls over onto until she is sitting on her arse on the wet tarmac. Sitting in a puddle of cum from a dog, and piss from two teenage boys and her husband…
“Come on then, babe…” Urges Darren. “You always wanted to suck a dog’s cock… Now’s your chance!”
Donna looks down at the little dog’s big cock, a mildly incredulous look on her face. She corrects her husband, “No… I only ever wanted to fuck a dog… I never said I wanted to suck it off as well.”
The whole time she’s talking she doesn’t look away from the dog’s meat.
Spotting where she’s looking, Darren takes a chance, “But you DO want to, don’t you…”
Donna turns her head away from him, breaking eye contact with the dog’s cock… Then the teens kick in, “Oh, go on…” “Go on…” “We want to see” “Yeah, yeah, we wanna watch!”
Donna shakes her head, looks up and down the back lane, then into the camera. “I can’t believe I’m doing this…”
We cut to her laying on her back on the hard ground, the dog standing over her face – barely enough clearance for her to be able to get at his cock…
She turns her head from side to side, letting the heavy cock shift from one side of her face to the other, opening her mouth and twisting her head around in order to take the tip into her mouth, her hands on her tits, squeezing as she sucks the hot meaty treat in.
No shame, no nerves, just letting that fat cock fill her mouth, moving her head backward and forward from his body. From the ground up a couple of inches to his belly, then back down – her red hair against the concrete.
“Fuckin’ hell!” Gasps one of the boys. “She’s fucking doing it…” Only now, after watching her fuck the dog, and after pissing all over her with his friend, is this young idiot actually impressed by her perverse pursuits.
She sucks it for a few seconds, smiling around the shaft, pushing her head up and down, taking it on and out of her mouth, her lips dragging along the shaft. She leans her head to one side, never losing control of the cock, and lets his spunk drain from the side of her mouth – forming a thick line of bubbly drool between her mouth and the floor a few inches away.
She continues to work the shaft with her mouth, up and down, whilst fondling her boobs, and looking up from under his belly – backwards toward her husband and those teenaged boys. Looking up at him to check that he’s enjoying the show. Looking up at the boys to imagine a fumbling, fast threesome with them… Like all good sluts, it doesn’t matter what perverted act she is committing – she always wants to do something else…
She brings a hand up from one of her boobs and slices through the cum-dribble from her face – covering her hand with gooey thick mix of saliva, dogspunk and mucous… Then smearing it over her cheek… Leaning back to let the cock from from her lips, and smearing her hand-full of muck all over her face. Turning her once classy good looks into a shiny glistening mess.
The dog’s big cock, loosed from her lips, swings under his belly, still rubbing over her face – her nose and lips… And she holds her mouth open infront of it to let him shoot little jets of his spunk into her mouth.
We watch from behind the guys – Darren and the boys – as this slim whore just lays on her back on the tarmac, pushing her two droopy small tits together to try and make one good one… Her mouth catching every drop that squirts from the dog’s cock. Each little jet met with another little smile from Donna, who’s obviously really enjoying herself. Spitting it all out of the side on her mouth.
She finally cracks a smile for the camera, and we watch as she goes from being a reasonably attractive older woman, to being a seriously seductive slut.
She looks up at us, hard dog cock resting on her face, cum and God-knows-what-else smeared over her flesh, and speaks right into camera. “Okay… Turn the cameras off… I want to do something I shouldn’t…” and as she looks up at the two 14-year-old boys who have been watching all along… We fade out.
We fade back in on a shot of Donna sitting on our loading dock, her feet hanging over the edge – her body still naked and glistening with piss and dogcum. Darren sits on one side of her, with his arm around her wet shoulder. The two teenage boys sit to her other side.
“So, how was it for you?” Asks Charley.
Donna looks from her husband to the two boys, checking if they are going to speak before she does. They don’t. She turns to camera and answers, “That was exactly what I wanted it to be… Except maybe a little bit fast… I loved when he was fucking me, and the knot was nice… But the cameras was the best – and these two watching… That was very good, like.” She looks over at the boys. “It made me feel very dirty! Like I was corrupting them!”
The boys both smile, then chip in their answers. “It was great… She’s older than my mum… It felt really good to piss on her, like… Like she’s a piece of shit!”
The second boy adds, “I was a bit jealous of the dog though… I would have loved to fuck her, like!”
She says something to him, but the sound drops out and her face is blurred out so the audience can’t hear her say, “As soon as the cameras are off you can both do whatever you want to me!”
Darren answers next. “She’s been talking about it for a few years now… Fucking excellent to see her doing it… We’ll tell everyone the show’s going to be on. We want all our friends to see it.”
Back to Donna. “I’ve had fantasies for years… And fulfilling this one is an amazing feeling. Not just the way it felt, but actually doing it… Just fucking a dog… Everything that that means about me… Knowing that everyone’s going to know that it was my fantasy – and everyone’s going to see me making it a reality… I’ll definitely do it again… Maybe with a bigger dog next time…”
We move to a close-up, her looking right into camera. “I can’t wait!”
Then we cut to a reverse shot, looking up the alley, watching Randall being lead away, his balls not looking so big anymore as she trots along beside his owner.
And we fade out for another week – knowing that not long after the camera’s turned off Donna was air-tight with these two 14 year old boys and her husband. Giving all three the time of their lives.
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