We open with a very simple and idyllic establishing shot of the front of an unobtrusive building with a little square of grass around it. A sign reads, “PORTSMOUTH WOMEN’S INSTITUTE”
A small car park is half filled with sensible middle-class cars – a Volvo, an Audi, a nice VW, etc. Trees rustle as the wind blows through them. Very safe violin music plays on the soundtrack – and then… The needle on the record scratches and our hostess, Charley, steps into frame.
She’s gone almost full-on punk rock. Her hair dyed shock red, her make-up like something Harley Quinn would call too slutty. She’s wearing high-heels, short-shorts and a mesh singlet top and we can see her perfectly fake round, bolt-on fake tits through it, glimpses of her nipple rings, we can almost read the large tattoo across her chest. Yet she speaks as if she’s the most conservatively dressed tv host we’ve ever seen.
“Hello, and welcome to the final episode of this somewhat disjointed series of ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’. Over the last 20 shows we’ve broken travel bans and flaunted social distancing laws in a wild and irresponsible manner, because your pleasure – and our guest’s fantasies – is more important than any mere pandemic!”
We move into close-up – her once pretty face now looking more like a Japanese latex sex-doll than a human. “Yes… As sure as I love a big fat doggy dick, this virus will never defeat us… Here in the United Kingdom of Zoo we’re made of tougher stuff!”
Behind her we see a middle-aged woman wearing a sensible pair of trousers and a big coat, as well as a face-mask, entering the women’s institute – half turning her blonde haired head toward the camera, just letting us know that she’s aware what’s going on.
We cut to the inside of the building, white walls and brown parquet wooden flooring – a small hall, enough space to put on a talk for 200 people, or to serve dinner for 80. With so few people here today, every noise echoes a little in the hollow sounding space. There are chairs stacked up along one wall, windows on the other, and exits at the far end to the toilets and a large kitchen. There are six chairs in the middle of the room – five in a responsibly socially distanced arc infront of the sixth.
Charley continues in voice-over. “We’re here in Portsmouth, on the South Coast of England, to meet a group of ladies from the Women’s Institute. Usually famed for their selfless charitable endeavours, today, they are here to do something selfish… And decidedly dirty…”
As she speaks, we see five respectable looking women walk into shot and make themselves comfortable in the five chairs. They are older women, but not pensioners, four blondes and a redhead. As she ends her statement, Charley enters shot and sits down in the final chair, facing the ladies, ready to conduct their interview.
The ladies introduce themselves from left to right – each in a chest-up close-up. As we get a good look at each, we can see that they have ‘glammed’ up – make-up and hair, and we guess that under their blouses and skirts they are all wearing their best lingerie too…
First off it’s the oldest of the group, and she looks it. A neat white-grey pixie cut, a round face with a wide, friendly smile featuring slightly yellowed and crooked teeth (not snaggle toothed, but uneven). Her skin is marked with a slightly red rash across her cheekbones and the bridge of her nose, a mild skin condition. She is well-spoken and friendly.
“Hello, I’m Vivienne Winstanley. I’m 60 years old and I’ve lived in Portsmouth my whole life … I had a good childhood, but I went a little crazy in the 80s, when I was in my late teens and early twenties – I had a lot of fun, if you know what I mean… But then I met Bryan, and we settled down – and I’ve not done anything ‘interesting’ for 34 years… I joined the Women’s Institute 26 years ago, and I’ve been coming here ever since…” She looks to her left and the camera moves along in that direction to the second lady…
She is larger than Vivienne, her lowish cut top showing off plenty of cleavage. Her cheery face a slightly narrower than Vivienne’s, but her thin-lipped smile no less genuine. Her blonde hair is clearly coloured, and is tied back around behind her head, just about reaching the collar of her blouse. She speaks with an Irish accent strong enough to let us know that she grew up on the Emerald Isle.
“Hello, I’m Anita Douglas… I’m 58 years old, and I’ve been married to Clive for 30 years. I was born in Dublin and was always a very good Catholic girl until I moved over to England and met Clive… He really expanded my horizons if you know what I mean… But he got old and we slowed down. I have been a member of the Institute for far longer than I’d care to admit, but I’ve always felt that something was missing from my life.” She turns to look left at the next girl. We pan along again, to look at the third lady…
She is the smallest of the ladies, very slim with features are almost delicate – high cheekbones, pointy nose, defined jawline, framed with long naturally blonde hair – there’s not much fat on her at all. She’s bright, full of energy, and appears to be trying to put on a bit of a show – working as if she’s on stage rather than screen, lacking subtlety.
“Hello there… I’m Lysette Blackhall… I’m 54… And I’ve been in the Women’s Institute for about 12 years.” She looks right, as if checking that they approve of what she’s said, thinking of something to add. “Oh… I’ve been married for 9 years, to my second husband… My first husband thought I was a lesbian… He said I never stopped talking about women’s bodies…” She laughs, not bothering to finish her story.
“Are you?” Calls Charley from behind the camera.
“Oh… I think I’m a tri-sexual… I’ll try anything!” She laughs at her own joke, then turns to look at the fourth lady.
She’s the youngest of the group – and looks a little younger than the age she gives… Her features a sharp and her skin smooth. Her long, light brown hair hangs down over her shoulders and part way down her back. She’s wearing a tight turtle-neck sweater that really shows off her big chest and narrow body, and she has a distinct ‘London’ (not Cockney) accent.
“Hello… I’m Gwyneth Foster, I’ve just turned 50…”
Before she can continue a couple of the others comment, “Baby…” and “So young…”
Gwyneth pushes on, “I was raised in Romford, in Essex, but I’ve been here in Portsmouth for about a decade with my husband Simon. Ahm… I used to do a little bit of modelling and, I always knew how to have fun. I’ve tried most things – but I’ve never tried anything with an animal!” She pauses, then hurries to add, “Oh, and I’ve been in the Women’s Institute for 5 years.” And then she too looks to her left, taking the camera over to the final figure…
This one seems almost surprised that it’s her turn already and speaks as if she hasn’t had time to prepare. She’s the shortest of the group – but her chunky body is one of the largest, carrying a few extra pounds, her face carrying a few extra lines – she looks as old as Vivienne, older even, though she’s a few years younger. Loose and wavy copper red hair hangs down to her shoulders.
“Erm… Oh… Hello there… I’m Mariam Gibson… And I was 53 last week! I still am… Ha ha… Er… Oh, yes… I’ve been divorced for… 6 years – and I’ve been single the whole time. I don’t know where I would meet a new man at this point in my life… So… I… Make my own fun…” She smirks as the other’s react to her comment (one shouting, “Dildo city!”). Mariam remembers what she’s supposed to be saying, and finishes off with, “Oh… I’ve been in the Women’s Institute for 9 years.” Then looks back along the line. “Should I try that again?”
We cut to Charley as she asks her first question. “So ladies – you’re all a bit older, a bit ‘rougher round the edges’, and a bit posher, than we’re used to… Our viewers may be wondering what brought you all here, together, today..?”
We cut to a wide shot of the five women again, then cut from one to the other as they speak.
“I think we all say we joined the Institute to help people… But, in reality, we joined for company…” Begins Anita, clearly looking to lead the conversation.
“Because we were bored…” Adds Mariam, from the other end of the line.
A chorus of “yes” from the others, and a “very bored”.
Vivienne notes that “We came for social interaction…”
“Regular meetings… Charity functions… Fund raisers… Running little campaigns…” Says Anita, taking the conversation back.
“Helping immigrants… Helping the homeless…” Adds Gwyneth.
“Battered wives…” Adds Vivienne,
“And friendship… We all wanted to make friends…” Adds Lysette, a little late to the conversation.
“I think that falls into the social interaction section!” Corrects Anita.
“It’s a good feeling to do good things for others…” States Gwyneth.
“And obviously we were all friends…“ Says Lysette, adding, “But we weren’t close, were we?”
A few “No”s.
“There’s a lot of little groups within the Institute, but we were never one of them.” Confirms Anita. “I was friendly with Vivienne, but not the others… And I think Gwyneth got on pretty well with Vivienne too…” She pauses, then before anyone else can speak. “And I’ve known Lysette for years too…”
Lysette looks happy to hear her name mentioned, smiling and nodding.
Anita continues, clearly the dominant force in the group. “Well, then this Covid business came along and suddenly we weren’t allowed to meet anymore… And we all got very bored…”
Vivienne chips in, looking almost tired of hearing Anita’s Irish accent, “So we set up a Zoom chat that was always active… And all of the members could just pop in for chats here and there… There are about 30 of us in total…”
“So, we were all keeping up with what was going on… Cheering each other up.” Says Anita.
“We were making sure no one felt like they were alone.” Adds Mariam.
“But after a while we had nothing to talk about – because nothing was happening to any of us…” Says Gwyneth.
“So the late night crew… We nightowls… We started being a little more risqué… Talking about our husbands and what they liked to do… Swapping stories about the porn the men were watching, that they thought we didn’t know about…” Anita laughs.
Gwyneth adds, “Then we started talking about what we liked to watch… Our fantasies and the like…”
“Lesbians!” Says Lysette, not quite understanding that they’re not restarting that conversation at the moment, but reviewing their shared Zoom history…
Gwyneth, “So we ended up telling everyone our naughtiest secrets… What we’ve done… The where’s the whos and the whens…”
“Oh,” interrupts Mariam, suddenly thinking of something to say, “What we’ve fantasized about… That was an interesting chat…”
“To be quite honest, it got a little titillating… Which I liked…” Adds Lysette.
Vivienne adds, “We started talking about how often we masturbate…”
“And who’s got the biggest dildo!” Laughs Anita. Vivienne and Gwyneth both point at Mariam to indicate either that Mariam HAS the largest dildo, or that they assume she has.
“And then one of us said something about us all getting together for a lesbian orgy when this was all over…” Says Gwyneth.
Lysette puts her hand up again, “That was me!” She laughs, rocking a little on her seat, clearly more excited and turned on than the others who still appear to be enjoying the talk as much as the expectation.
“And whilst we’re joking about the orgy – I’m watching tv, and UK of Zoo is on, and I ask, what we all think about beastiality…” Says Mariam.
“And I said, I don’t even know what that is…” Says Anita.
Gwyneth repeats, “I don’t even know what that is” in a piss-take tone, then adds, “So I sent her a clip… One of the recent ones.”
“And I was stunned… I’d never even heard of such a thing…” Confirms Anita, with mock shock and a big smile, almost laughing from excitement.
“Then we shared it to all of the nightowls…” Confirms Gwyneth.
“To be quite honest, it got a little titillating… Which I liked…” Adds Lysette, again.
Anita sounds off again, “We were all joking about it… Who would, who should… And then a few of us formed a little group… The five of us and one other…”
“Georgia…” Adds Lysette, sharing information that obviously wasn’t supposed to be shared.
Vivienne tries to talk over her. “Who didn’t want to come on the show because she didn’t want anyone to know this turns her on!!”
Anita sighs, not liking it when she’s not the one doing the talking, she begins again, “We formed this little group, because we realised that we were doing most of the talking, and I think we knew there was a bit of interest there…”
Mariam blurts, “So we all agreed that when the lockdown ended, and we could meet up again, if we were all alive..! That we would talk about doing something… Even if it was just talking more about it, face-to-face.”
“And then Gwyneth suggests we apply to be on the show… As a group…” Confirms Vivienne.
Lysette gives a little fist pump and a “Yay!” then stops when she realises no one else is ‘celebrating’ the decision to come on the show.
Charley finally gets a word in edgeways… “So how do you all feel about bestiality?”
Vivienne looks at the others and gets ready to answer, but Anita goes first instead. “You know… I saw it, and I was disgusted by it… Filthy and dirty… But it looked so carnal… And my life isn’t exactly overflowing with sex these days… So I thought – I could carry on slowly into the grave, or I could just throw caution to the wind and try something different.”
Vivienne waits for her friend to finish, then answers, “I had watched your show before, and I have to confess I’d been a little jealous of the girls on the show… But I never would have done anything by myself… It was only when we all started joking about it, and we ended up talking about a doggy orgy, that I thought – I can do this, with my friends around me, and feel totally safe, and if it all goes wrong at least I’ll have friends who shared the experience and we can all be in the same boat!”
We move onto Gwyneth. She shrugs. “Oh, I’m easy. I’ll do anything once… It looks like it should be fun… I’ve watched a few of your shows and the girls always seem to enjoy themselves…” She looks to her side, to Lysette.
Smiling, she answers, “Well… I just like sex… I don’t mind admitting it… Any kind of sex… So, to have some fun with these girls… And some dogs… Who could say no, eh?”
At the end of the line, Mariam smiles, “Well, to be totally honest… I’ve been fantasizing about it for years… I said that online and I think that’s what brought us all here. I like to fantasize and play with my toys… I’ve even got a Rocky dildo from your website… So it was a no brainer for me!!”
Back to Charley. “Well ladies… It’s almost time… So if you’d like to get yourselves ready – the sooner you are, the sooner we can get started…”
The ladies begin to stand up, looking at each other for mutual security. Anita grinning as she begins to unbutton her blouse, showing off more and more of her cleavage – big boobs trapped in a big lacy black bra, almost spilling over the top.
Vivienne’s blouse is already off. Boobs a good size, bit of a spare-tyre belly. She’s soft and pale, borderline not nice to see nude.
Gwyneth is peeling off her sweater, pulling her dark hair behind it, firm boobs – looking just a little fake – held in a sexy half-cup bra.
Lysette is already working on the zip of her jeans. Her top half stripped down – she’s slim, borderline skinny, and her small tits barely need the silky bra she’s still wearing. She’s having a good look around at the others as they strip.
On the end of the line, Mariam has her hands on the bottom of her sweater, but is delaying pulling the thing off for as long as possible, as she waits for everyone else to be exposed. Once she sees the first bra coming off – she begins to pull the sweater up, revealing her solid body – a little barrel-like – and a pair of soft tits held by a flimsy white bra.
Gwyneth’s boobs are the first to feel fresh air – her unclipping the bra behind her back, and letting it fall off them. She’s confident about her chest – firm and round, perhaps fake, but not cheap bolt-ons like Charley’s. She gives her nipples a quick pinch, just to make sure they look their best.
Panning around the others, we see Vivienne and Anita have both removed their bras – large boobs sagging like older woman’s boobs usually sag.
Lysette’s bra is off, and she’s fingering her nipples as she continues to look around at the others, a big smile of wonder on her face.
Then trousers and skirts are unzipped and removed – five women exposing their panties… Nice panties, even though the belly above them may be a little saggy, the buttocks a little fuller, thighs slightly dimpled… Five middle-aged-bordering on old women – almost naked, smiling – nervous – looking at each other… Lysette especially looking at the others, impressed with the nudity. Clearly excited and definitely turned-on.
Anita takes charge, “Come on girls, knickers off!” and she grabs her panties, pulling them down her legs in one fast – dive-in – moment, flashing off freshly trimmed, dark pubic hair, then stepping out and spinning them on her finger.
The others follow her lead – Vivienne’s pussy is also trimmed right back to virtually nothing, a little lost between largish thighs. Gwyneth’s pussy is shaved clean, smooth like her belly. Lysette has a little more than the others, thick but blondish. Finally, Mariam at the end of the line, a tuft of orange/ginger quite low over her pussy, a surprise tattoo just above it reads, “SLUT”. She keeps her hand infront of it as much as possible. Smiles nervously.
All naked now, embarrassed, nervous, smiling… Waiting.
“Now ladies…” Announces Charley. “It’s time to give you some special news…”
The ladies all wait, hanging on Charley’s words.
“We said we were going to try and arrange a couple of dogs for you to share…” The ladies all nod and confirm that this is what they had heard. “Well, we’ve done a little better than that… So what we’ve actually arranged is… Not two dogs… Not three dogs… But four dogs… Four!” The ladies smiles broaden, there’s some clapping, a few cheers.
Charley continues. “But before we bring these lovely animals in… We thought we’d let you all get warmed up…” The ladies look a little nervous, except for Lysette who continues to smile, looking from one lady to the next. “So if you all want to get started… We’ll bring the boys in once you’ve raised the temperature a bit…”
There’s a short hesitation in the group – then Lysette takes the opportunity she’s clearly been waiting for – stepping toward Gwyneth, and putting her hands on either side of the taller woman’s face, pulling herself in closer and planting a kiss on her lips… Gwyneth looks a little hesitant – but automatically raises her hands the smaller woman’s almost flat chest, pressing her palms again the little boobs and squeezing…
Taking Lysette’s lead, and not to be outdone, Anita steps toward Vivienne and leans in, taking a handful of saggy old boob, and planting her old lips onto Vivienne’s equally aged mouth. Vivienne responds with an open mouth – releasing a fair amount of pent up sexual energy. The kiss is noisy and wet, as the ladies keep their mouths open so we can see tongues mashing against each other.
Mariam looks from one pair to the other, and decides (as most of our viewers would) to focus her attention on Gwyneth… Stepping in and stooping a little to suck on those pointy dark nipples – her hands squeezing the big boobs.
Lysette breaks off the kiss just long enough to tell Gwyneth, “I’ve been waiting to do that for years…” Gwyneth looks a little surprised, but before she can say anything, Lysette has leaned back in and planted her mouth back – lips to lips.
The two of them are suddenly interrupted by Anita – stepping in front the side, easing Lysette’s mouth away from Gwyneth’s so that she can take her place, giggling as she kisses her. Lysette holds her head a few inches away, her mouth slightly open – clearly waiting her turn to kiss again… And once Anita has finished kissing Gwyneth, she gets her turn – the old Irish battleaxe turning her mouth to the smaller woman and offering her tongue… Which Lysette takes – tongue to tongue, then lips to lips… Eyes closed all round… Older ladies having moist fun.
We enjoy a mini-montage of women kissing women, giggling and smiling, fondling boobs, squeezing arses… Everyone having a turn. Anita being aggressive, Lysette being keen, Gwyneth being the focus of most of the attention, Mariam staying to the side as much as possible – squeezing boobs, sucking nipples, but not kissing anyone.
Then we’ve got Gwyneth and Vivienne on their backs, side-by-side, with Anita ontop of Gwyneth, missionary style, still kissing the slim woman. Lysette is down between Vivienne’s thighs, her mouth already working the oldest girl’s pussy. Mariam behind them, watching on, her hand resting on Lysette’s little arse, rubbing gently, fingertips slowly straying into the crack and tickling her arsehole.
Positions change – Lysette moves from one pussy to the next, smiling, then licking, reaching up to squeeze the lucky lady’s boob; the others avoid any eating any pussy, but enjoy swapping kisses and rubbing/holding each other’s boobs, then giggling, or breathing heavily in clear anticipation of the next kiss… Joking, pausing, then kissing more… Anita kissing Vivienne, then turning her head 90 degrees to kiss Gwyneth. Gwyneth then turning to kiss Vivienne, Lysette coming up from pussy for long enough to squeeze her head between them, tongue out to join them in a three-way-tongue-kiss…
We’re not used to this kind of action – not only lesbian group sex, but also older women in action together. No tight bodies, just one pair of firm boobs, the rest sagging (or in Lysette’s case simply not there).
All of this doesn’t take long – because it’s just the warm-up, the prelude to the real action… As the girls roll around on the floor, writhing together, a couple of their backs, the others on their knees, leaning forward over them, arses in the air, we pull back to see Charley standing back watching them.
She has her hands on her hips and is shuffling about looking a little amused. She notes the camera is on her and turns our way to say, “Old sluts… They don’t even look like they’re having fun… Urggghhh!” She sniggers. “I think we should bring in the dogs… Give them something to get excited about!”
We cut to the door in time to see it crack open and a dog’s head appearing – a German Pointer, his coat a mottled brown and white pattern, we haven’t seen him since series 4 – it’s Samson, and he looks magnificent… He’s followed immediately by a very familiar puppy – Charley’s own Golden Retriever, Thor, bounding in. Then there’s a vicious looking muscle bound beast, Pitbull Randall, scrabbling across the parquet flooring, and finally – the elegantly scary, sleek, black, mean ‘muvva’, Casanova (the Third), the Doberman who either scares or arouses all who see him.
Four dogs heading right to the body-pile – and five very horny women quickly realising they have company. Rolling over and sitting up, smiling – ten hands reaching out to grab and stroke at the freshly arrived hairy beasts… Sixteen paws skidding and scraping on the floor. Women surrounding dogs, leaning into them, rubbing chests against backs, offering faces to them… The dog’s licking at open mouths and tongues.
Anita, Vivienne and Mariam have fairly loose faces – highlighted as various dogs lick at them, smooshing flesh, especially loose lips, around. Soft, wet old lady tongues pushed back by strong wide, dog tongues… Gwyneth’s features are firmer – not pushed around nearly as much by the dog’s tongues. Lysette seems more interested in leaning in to kiss her friends whenever the dog’s take a step backwards. Licking their lips as much as their tongues, slurping up dog-spit, and loving it. Allowing the dogs to lick her mouth only after she’s finished kissing each of her friends.
After a minute of clips of this woman and that, being licked/kissed by each dog, and a few of them kissing each other (mainly Lysette leading those woman-on-woman kisses).
Then Vivienne is on her back, arse down on the floor, belly flattening out, knees up and apart… Thor between her legs, his head down between her thighs, slopping his hungry wide tongue over her old pussy. She runs her hands up her body to hold her large boobs, which are close to disappearing into her armpits…
Lysette is sitting on her backside, Samson infront of her, his big tongue soaking her face, then moving down to lick at her little titties, her encouraging him. “Ooohh, good boy…” She giggles.
Gwyneth is already on her hands and knees, her firm tits hanging down, her arse in the air – pussy pushed back, with Randall behind her, head angled up to her pussy, hungrily licking at her from behind.
Mariam has her hands on Casanova’s head, controlling him, not kissing, not guiding him to her boobs or pussy, just holding him and stroking his head and neck. Clearly loving being so close to him.
Anita is up on her knees, looking at the scene around her – four friends stroking fur, having pussies licked, faces licked… She can’t resist taking control – speaking up as if in charge. “Okay, who’s going to go first..? I want to watch someone getting fucked before I take my turn!”
Gwyneth reacts by wriggling her arse in the air, volunteering her rear end… Mariam pushes the Doberman around behind herself as she falls forward onto her hands and knees, sticking her arse out toward him. The two of them taking pole position to be fucked…
Lysette pushes Samson away from her, moves around behind Gwyneth and starts rubbing the better looking woman’s arse, patting it – encouraging Randall to move from licking to fucking… “Come on, I want to see this…”
At the same time, almost in the background, Vivienne has rolled over and is pushing her arse up into the air – taking up the best position for dogsex – chest on the floor, back arched, arse up, belly hanging down, knees apart, and Thor is already moving into position.
We cut back to the widest angle to catch the chaos of the moment – three aging sluts with their arses in the air, three dogs in position behind them, all showing an interest in mounting their bitches… Two more women on their knees admiring their friends, clearly turned on by just watching… A fourth dog, Samson, moving around the outside of the group, looking for somewhere to join in…
With so much to see, we stay in the wide shot quite a bit – only occasionally cutting into close-ups for a little extra detail.
The action hots up even further as Thor moves forward to mount Vivienne, she may not have the best body, but her positioning is near perfect – making his move easy – his chest against her wide behind, pushing up and forward, wrapping his front legs under her sagging belly – the move inducing a solid “UUMMPPFFF!” from our oldest girl.
At the same time this is happening, Gwyneth has spread her knees wide enough to lower her narrow arse toward the floor, gifting the scary looking Pitbull the opportunity he’s been waiting for – and he scrabbles up onto her rear, his paws scraping at her hips and thighs as he takes up position. Gwyneth squeals “OOOhhhhhh!” – a mix of fear and excitement.
Lysette and Anita’s faces light up and they look from woman to woman, waiting in open mouthed, smiling joy, to see who is the first to be penetrated.
In the background, we see Casavona stepping over Mariam’s behind – not bothering to wrap his legs around her body, just standing either side of her and beginning to jerk his crotch toward her pussy. She lets out a little gasp as he makes his move, then purses her lips and waits for him to hit home…
Anita offers encouragement to them all, her Irish accent still strong and clear, “Come on, who’s going to win this race…?” And laughs again, squeezing her own big tits, pinching the nipples as she looks from one combination to the next.
The three dogs are already humping and pumping at their bitches, shuffling around looking for better grips, better foot positions, bending their backs, trying to feel flesh with the tips of their dicks… The women under them altering the angle of their backs, trying to push their old cunts toward the beasts… Wanting it to happen…
Samson is still moving around, looking for a hole of his own…
And then the Pitbull hits home, making Gwyneth scream with surprise and joy… “OOhhhhhhhwwwwww!”, and Lysette is cheering, “Hurrrraaayyyyy!” Moving back to she can look into Gwyneth’s face and ask, “Is it good?”
The look on Gwyneth’s face – wide mouthed smile and wide-eyed look of shock – suggests it is. Lysette moves forward quickly and plants her mouth on Gwyneth’s, swapping a long tongue kiss, which the younger woman appears to accept rather than join in with, too pre-occupied with the muscle-bound mutt fucking her pussy to pay any attention to her friend’s tongue.
As this is happening, Thor has found his target too – his growing cock prodding between Vivienne’s saggy pussy lips and driving deep, making her gasp too. “Oh God!”, then a rapid series of “Oh God” and “Oh Jesus”, over and over, as the beast hammers into her.
Anita leans forward – putting one hand on the floor to support her, the other still fondling her own big tit… With her big arse now up in the air… Leaning right forward so she can see Thor’s cock slipping in and out of her friend’s pussy. With her big arse in the air, Samson spots his opportunity, and runs around behind her to mount. She lets out a loud, Irish wail of “Oh my Lord!” then looks up with a huge smile on her face that suggests this is a game rather than anything sexual. Fun rather than passion.
The German Pointer makes short work of finding the perfect position – Anita’s wider behind and bigger body making getting a grip on her easier, and it only takes a few pumps before he’s forced his fat and shiny cock into her slippery old pussy – her eyes almost popping out in response to the big moment.
So we’ve got four ladies on their knees, some on their elbows, other’s on their hands, all gasping and moaning, swearing and breathing hard as the dogs pummel into them from behind. From Randall with his whole body resting on Gwyneth’s back, his hindpaws rising from the floor and scratching the back of her thighs, to Casanova standing over Mariam, bending his hindlegs to get the best angle for pumping. And in the middle of it all, Lysette – she’s upright on her knees, reaching out to stroke various dogs, or to grope sagging boobs that are hanging under the others, swinging around. She looks like she’s won the lottery, surrounded by dogsex action – up close and personal to her lady-friends.
Whilst most of the dogs are doing an excellent job, Thor is soon off Vivienne, staggering backwards and then moving away to sniff at Samson as he fucks Anita. This leaves Vivienne on her knees with her arse in the air, dog spunk dribbling and bubbling from her pink pussy lips and dripping down. Lysette isn’t about to miss the opportunity, shuffling over on her knees, bending forward and jamming her mouth over our oldest guest’s sloppy cunt – sliding her tongue up the crack, slurping as much cum as she can get… Coming up and gasping, “Ohhh, that tastes lovely…” then going back for a second lick.
Anita, who is still being fucked by Samson, right next to Vivienne, leans forward and offers her open mouth – and when Lysette comes up a second time – she leans forward to share the taste with the old Irish slut – whose eyes close slowly, suggesting she absolutely loves having dog cum in her mouth…
As they are kissing, we pan round to see Gwyneth still taking it rough and fast from Randall, her thighs already criss-crossed with scratches and little welts. Beyond her Mariam is taking a pretty-vigorous fucking from Casanova – who looks tall and mean as he fucks, his lips twisting back to show his teeth. He seems bothered by the presence of Thor, who is investigating all the lovely smells, as he pads around with his big hard cock swinging under his belly.
Now Randall is pulling back from Gwyneth, his knot half-formed but not enough to keep him in her pussy. She stays in position, cum dribbling from her luscious cunt, and before she can move, she is remounted, this time by that playful golden retriever… And Thor immediately finds his spot – slotting that big cock of his into the slim bitch’s already fucked and pre-lubricated snatch.
It’s non-stop stuff… Because now that Randall is free and hobbling around with what looks like five legs… Lysette has clearly decided that it’s her time… She leans forward onto her elbows, getting her chest and the side of her face right down to the wooden floor, then calling back over her shoulder, “C’mon doggy… Good boy…” Offering her pussy up to him – wide, wet and waiting… She lets out a squeaking laugh as he rushes to her and rises to mount, his paws slipping on the polished floor in such a way that he slams up against her – his cock soon finding its target – and letting her join the dogsex club. She keeps making noises throughout – a combination of laughing and squealing with delight and discovery.
So now dogs are fucking Gwyneth, Lysette, Mariam and Anita – and they all seem to be having fun with it. Vivienne is still in position, recovering from her fast and nasty fuck with the golden retriever – her hand between her thighs, fingers working her pussy, the old lips hanging down and dripping.
Casanova and Samson have now stopped fucking – the largest two of our dogs having already settled into position – tied into their chosen sluts. Their big knots beginning swelling up, trapping them, straining their lovers. Mariam is handling hers well, breathing through it like a champion; Anita not so well, her mouth open, no longer smiling. Gasping, “Oh fuck! He’s a big boy!”
Vivienne rolls over onto her knees, then pushes herself upright. Very red-faced, a combination of the activity, the shame, and her skin condition. She catches her breath as she looks around from one couple to the next.
Randall still busy fucking a very noisy Lysette – his hindlegs scraping her thighs and calfs, front paws locked under her slim belly.
Thor still pumping into Gwyneth – who has now slipped forward into the classic stance, taking her weight on her forearms and elbows rather than her hands, her big firm tits down toward the hard floor – her erect nipples brushing against it.
Back to Mariam and Casanova – and the big dog has decided that he’s no longer interested in this fat slut… He’s pulling up and back, but his knot won’t allow him to leave, so he’s moving sideways instead, pulling her with him as he turns awkwardly through 180 degrees to go arse-to-arse with her, his fat cock shaft keeping them joined together. She makes “Hmmmppp” and “MMMmmnnnn” noises through the turn, but it doesn’t seem to cause her enormous distress.
Meanwhile, Randall is slowing his humping action, pushing his front paws across each other under Lysette’s little belly, holding tight, forcing his groin hard against her. Knotting up… Much to open-mouthed, smiling, squealing little lady’s wide-eyed delight.
We move over to Gwyneth, with Thor still up on her back, strong front legs around her sides and under her belly, rear end still pumping – showing no signs of slowing down, if anything, getting more vigorous… Until, without warning, he pulls back and jumps off her back again, staggering away from his second slut of the day, big cock hanging down under him, twitching and squirting on the floor as he stumbles backwards. Gwyneth slumps forward to catch her breath – laying flat on her belly (boobs squished under her chest). “Oh God… That’s…” She’s lost for words, then looks up at the camera, holding her palms up, and comments incredulously that, “I’ve just fucked TWO dogs…”
Anita is still on one hand and both knees, with Samson on her back, his knot filling her old cunt. Her spare hand moves from her big boobs, down to her pussy, touching the shaft of the dog’s cock as if she needs to confirm it’s still down there. Vivienne leans into her friend, reaching under her chest to fondle her big tits. Talking dirty to her as she does it. “You like it? You like the dog cock? You dirty Irish cunt!” She spits. “You fucking love it… I knew you would…”
Behind them, Mariam is still arse-to-arse with the scary Doberman, who is now watching Thor like a hawk as he stumbles around the ladies, deciding if he wants more sex. Mariam is looking over her shoulder at the dog behind her, and over at the other girls in action. Thor has drifted around out of Casanova’s view, and is now standing infront of her – she notices how close he is when she turns back from looking at the others.
We focus in on her as she reaches out toward the yellow beast… Hand between his hindlegs – taking hold of his fat cock… Running her fingers up and down his shaft… Then pulling it back between his legs, leaning forward, licking her lips with a slimy looking tongue, then beginning to suck on that ugly canine meat.
“Ohhhh, look at her!” Calls Gwyneth… Drawing everyone’s attention – even Lysette and Anita who are still mid-tie – straight to the day’s first bit of dog-cock sucking. Vivienne is wearing a particularly wide smile as she crawls around the group to join Mariam.
Cut to Vivienne and Mariam, side-by-side, taking turns to suck on Thor’s big cock – passing it back and forth. Old lips holding the shaft tight – strings of drool stretching from it as they pull free and swap over. Big smiles as they watch the other take it in.
Lysette looks over, Randall still hanging off her arse, cock buried in her, tied, hindlegs off the floor, front legs around her middle. Holding tight. She’s looking over at the cock sucking, and she’s licking her lips – between winces. She purrs, “I want one of them…”
We cut to a quick montage – close-ups of Samson’s fat cock popping out of Anita’s big loose pussy; Randall’s knot breaking free of Lysette’s cunt; Casanova’s big shaft sliding out of Mariam’s snatch, knot stretching everything out on the way.
And then we cut to an image of all five women, lined up, kneeling and sitting behind the dogs – also lined up side-by-side. The dogs all stand facing the same way, with their cocks pulled out between their hind-legs – and the ladies are behind them, all happily sucking on their fat cocks. Swapping them back and forth, comparing size, warmth, taste… Swapping kisses between sucks. Giggling. Calling each other ‘dirty bitch’ and ‘cock sucker’…
Throughout these scenes Lysette continues to enjoy watching the others in action almost as much as she enjoys being in action; Gwyneth gets her firm tits fondled; Anita keeps trying to tell the others what to do – “Suck and swallow girls… Don’t waste any…” – and they keep ignoring her and doing what they want, especially when it comes to swallowing, there’s a lot of swapping going on rather than swallowing.
We stretch the montage out – going from face to face, mouth to mouth, cock to cock, suck to suck. Four dog cocks being sucked by five aging sluts – and no-one showing the slightest bit of shame. We watch as old lips slide along fat cock shafts, strings of spit and old-lady mucous stretching from cock back to mouth, only broken by the next woman’s mouth closing over the shaft. One woman sucking the tip whilst another licks the shaft – the tongue running along the shaft until it reaches the sucker’s mouth – then turning into a kiss before swapping places… Wrinkled faces, saggy lips, slimy tongues, yellowing teeth, hungry whores…
This all continues until the dogs begin to lose interest, their cocks slowly shrinking from big and scary, to slim and cute… And once they’re too small to be useful, just wondering away… As each dog leaves, the girls turn their attention to the remaining beasts… Five girls sucking four cocks, becomes five sucking three, then five sucking two… Lots of licking of the shafts… Lysette is squeezed out of the action and moves around behind the others so that she can suck on some pussy – moving from slut to slut, licking and sucking at their swollen and dripping pussies. Arses are wiggled in her face, and old girls moan from her tonguing even as they are sucking the last drips of cum from the last couple of dog-cocks – at one point she’s licking and sucking on one, with her hands out to finger the pussy on either side of her – and she’s in heaven.
Once the dogs are finished, most of the girls continue the lesbianism – pairing off again – Lysette especially enjoying having her head between Mariam’s thighs, “I can still taste the doggy spunk…” – whilst Vivienne has the pleasure of looking up at Gwyneth, who has taken up a missionary position over her – allowing Vivienne to have a good play with those big firm tits… The pair sharing giggly, open-mouthed, tonguey kisses whilst the younger woman grinds her pussy against her chunky dyke conquest.
Anita sits up, leaning on one hand, thinking she looks sexy, rather than old and chubby, and looks down at the all-girl action infront of her – reaching forward with her spare hand to squeeze a buttock or two.
We pan around the room, seeing the four dogs, each curled up in a different part of the room – some resting, others licking at their own sheaths, making sure what’s left of their erections are nice and clean. A couple of owners giving them some attention – stroking their sides, rubbing their heads, telling them they’ve done a good job.
Anita looks up at the camera and asks, “How long til that lot is ready to go again? I don’t think any of these girls are satisfied!”
“How about you?” Asks Charley. “Do you need more doggy cock to make you happy..?”
Anita smiles again. “Well, I wouldn’t say no…” She giggles like a naughty schoolgirl. They never grow up!
We cut to later in the day – a quick side shot of Anita on all fours, with Casanova pounding at her…. Gasping and shaking. Then the same angle, but watching Vivienne being fucked hard by Sansom, held tight and drilled, her belly twisted behind the beast’s paws. Then the same angle again, side-on, of Lysette being hammered by Thor, gasping hard. Then again – side-on as Randall bangs away at Mariam’s pussy, her soft tits jiggling and swing under her. Then it’s Gwyneth with Samson, then Anita with Randall, and so on and so on… We filmed every girl fucking each dog, for thirty seconds, without a knotting… Just to make sure that they could all claim the same – they had fucked four dogs and four dogsluts during their afternoon of delight.
We get so much footage that it’s no surprise our episode is double-length this week.
Finally – we cut to a wide shot of all five women, still nude, sitting together, leaning against each other. Mostly looking relaxed and catching their breath, Vivienne looking just a little guilty/ashamed at the end of the row.
From off camera, Charley asks her traditional post bestiality questions… “So, how was it for you?”
Anita takes the lead, as usual, loud and proud. “Well, I think I speak for everyone here when I say that was a unique experience!” She looks up and down the line, the others nodding (except Vivienne who just stares dead ahead). “I, for one, had a great time. A great time!” She smiles.
Mariam gushes excitedly that, “I think, if I’m honest, I was probably looking forward to this more than any of the other girls… I basically just used them, and the whole lockdown thing, as an excuse… I wanted to have sex with a dog – and I ended up having sex with four of them!” She smiles, then almost breaks down laughing as she points along the line at her friends, “And all four of them too! I think!!”
Lysette speaks next, big smile on her face, still very excited and pumped up by the whole experience. “I’d just like to say that it was great fun to share this with all of my… Girl-friends…” She looks to see what the reaction is (it’s a mix of smiles and head shakes). “It was a lot of fun, yes…”
Then it’s Gwyneth, “It was good, yeah… I have no complaints… Well, my legs are a bit sore – I’m a bit scratched up… But that will heal up… Good fun. Highly recommended. Everyone should try it!” She gives a thumbs up.
And finally to Vivienne, almost in a daze. “I think… I’d say… Erm…” She looks a little lost in thought, trying to pick the right thing. “It wasn’t what I was expecting… It felt fine… I mean, the dogs felt fine – they were great – I enjoyed that… But the other stuff… I don’t know… It all felt a bit… Sordid.”
Charley lets out a little chuckle. “You thought that having sex with four ugly old ladies and four dirty dogs, was just ‘a bit’ sordid?” She laughs. “I’d hate to think what you think is ‘very sordid’!”
The ladies react to Charley’s ‘ugly old ladies’ comment with rapidly disappearing smiles (except for Lysette who continues smiling like an idiot…
Anita, who best fits the ‘ugly’ part of the comment, raises her voice. “Now I’m not sure you should be calling us ‘ugly’…”
Charley cuts her off, “Have you seen yourself…? Wrinkly, fat tittied, old cows…” They all look deeply offended. Charley doesn’t care, she continues her rant, stalking toward the group as she speaks, stabbing the air with her index finger. “Who the fuck do you think will want to watch the show this week? The only reason anyone will watch this one is that ‘this’ one,” – she points at Gwyneth – “… has nice tits, and ‘this’ one,” – she points at Lysette – “is an enthusiastic little cunt. So don’t get upset at me for making your dreams come true on my show… Because you got waaaaay more than you deserve!”
Anita stumbles to her feet and stomps over toward Charley, her big old tits wobbling as she walks. She’s not at all shy, apparently forgetting she’s naked and she’s just been fucked by four dogs. “Listen you little slut…”
A finger pointing fight begins, with Charley almost laughing in Anita’s face and the others crowding around to join in the accusations/calm Anita down. We don’t hear any of the argument because we’ve already faded the sound out.
A voice-over (not Charley) informs us that: “The producer’s of ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’ wish to apologise to the ladies of the Portsmouth Women’s Institute for the behaviour of our host.”
On the silent image we see Anita reach forward and grab at Charley’s mesh top, pulling on it hard enough to rip the front open exposing the firmest boobs in the room. Charley reacts by swinging a heavy slap across Anita’s face, knocking the big Irish tart almost off her feet – at which point we freeze the image. Those looking closely will note that whilst Anita is on her way to the floor, Mariam, Gwyneth and Vivienne are looking angry/shocked, but Lysette is clearly staring right at Charley’s tits with a leery big smile on her face.
The voice-over continues, “We’d also like to apologise to Anita for the two cracked teeth and the fractured cheekbone. We regret to inform our viewers that Charley has been suspended as host of our show whilst she attends rehab for the personal issues she claims overwhelmed her during and after the Corona lockdown.”
We fade to black.
A pause, then we cut to a preview for the next series… A high paced montage featuring multiple women (not quite a whole series worth) of various ages and colours, all looking attractive and very glamorous, and various animals – dogs of different breeds, a horse, two pigs (one pink, one black), and at the end of the clip a fish, flapping around on the ground… And then we fade to black again.
THE END – for another series. We’ll be back soon with a new style, and a collection of extra-special ladies keen to travel all the way to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’
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