Fade up on a mini-montage of various young people playing tennis – young boys and girls, and teenagers, playing hard, practicing, being coached – at a large complex of tennis courts. A little cutaway to a sign shows us that we are at “The DAN MASKELL Tennis Centre”.
We end the montage watching a particular young lady – slightly older, and considerably more ‘developed’ than the other young ladies we’ve seen playing.
The focus of our attention is a powerful looking, borderline ‘stocky’ girl, with a large chest that bounces as she plays – long dark hair braided into two behind the ear pigtails – and when we see her in occasional close-ups, despite a lack of make-up and the exertion on her face from the training session, she’s quite pretty.
We wear her in voice-over as she chases around the court, whacking balls back over the net with impressive power. Her accent soft and friendly, a little posh but with a slight midlands accent. “My name is Susan Morgan… I’m 22… And I’m from Loughborough…”
We cut to a gratuitous shot of the young lady, immediately after training, peeling her wet shirt off over her head, showing off a flat stomach and the heavy-duty sports bra that has been fighting to control those big tits of hers. She’s not skinny – and she’s not a scary monster – just a firm, fit, healthy young lady. Then she’s walking off the court, towel around her neck, sports-bra and tennis skirt – toward the changing rooms.
We cut to inside to see her sitting in a small café area with a coffee. She’s showered and changed, looking sexy but casual. She’s a very pretty girl with a pleasant, welcoming smile that really lights up her face.
“I used to win a lot of competitions as a junior, I was ranked in the top 3 juniors in England for a while… I loved it when people watched me play, and when they talked about me… I loved the old men watching me, talking about my serve and back-hand, but I knew they were just looking at my boobs and my bum…” She laughs. She’s probably right.
“I don’t think I ever thought I was going to be good enough to turn pro… I’m good, but I’m not great… But I was surprised by how much I missed everyone talking about me when I turned 18 and couldn’t play juniors anymore…” She pauses to smile and raise a hand to wave at someone off camera, a passing friend. Clearly enjoying being spotting talking to the cameras. “UK of Zoo…” She says, to the friend rather than to us, then another big smile. We can’t hear what her friend is saying, but we hear her reply. “Yeah… I’m going to be on the next series… Yeah…” It’s so matter-of-fact, but we can tell from her smile that she’s loving the reaction. Then she looks back into the camera and gives us an even bigger smile. “It’s happening already… People are seeing me… She’ll be on the phone as soon as she’s out of here, telling her friends… Everyone will know… They’ll all be talking about me!!”
Cut to a moment later, as she muses on the situation. “I’m not even that interested in dogs, to be honest – but I love to be the centre of attention… I love when people are looking at me, and talking about me… I’m very sexual though… I do love it… I’ve got a lot of energy to burn… Not many men can keep up with me… I sometimes go with two guys at a time just to try and meet my needs… I love playing doubles!” She laughs at her comment.
“I think, ideally, I’d love to do something that would really get me some attention… There’s a part of me would love to do, like, two or three dogs at the same time… So everyone remembers me… But, like I say, I’m not really that into dogs… And two or three might be a little bit much… I’d rather do one dog, really well, than be out of my depth with two…” She smiles – and there’s a glint in her eye that leaves us in no doubt that today’s dog is in for a good time…
We cut to a shot of Susan in her bedroom at home… It’s a good sized room, with a single bed on one side and a little low, two seater couch on the other. She’s still wearing that big, bright smile as she strips off, casually removing her post-training gear, exposing her fit looking physique. Again, up close and half-dressed she’s fit rather than thin. Looks like she could go all day…
“So this is where I grew up… We couldn’t go to my place, my flatmate’s there… This is mum and dad’s place…” She looks up as she steps out of her skirt, taking a question from off camera. “They’re on holiday… They’ll be pretty pissed when they get home and find out, but…”
Off come her panties, casually showing off a neat little trimmed landing strip of pussy hair, as she continues, “They’ll still love me… I’m their little girl!!”
Then she’s reaching behind her back to unhook the bra, struggling a little as she continues to chatter…
“How many girls so far? 140-150? That’s not many, is it… People will still recognise me… Can’t be many as pretty as me, eh?” She doesn’t sound conceited, she sounds like she’s telling the truth. Put her in a line-up of models and beauty queens, she’d disappear – but put her beside the vast majority of our girls and she’ll look pretty damn good!
The bra comes undone and almost fires away from her chest as it’s released… Firm, round orbs of boob-flesh springing up and forward… A welcome sight… They appear to be as firm as a natural pair can get. Years of bouncing around on tennis courts doesn’t appear to have led to too much sag in them – and she’s naked, and looking toward the bedroom door… “I’m ready… All I need now is a lovely doggy to make me famous…”
We cut to the street outside, filming our film-crew as they move along the pavement, looking back and down at a dog as it walks toward Susan’s parent’s house… We cut to the shots from the rest of our crew – close-ups of the dog walking toward them… He’s a tan-coloured American pitbull, just muscles and teeth, his mouth slightly open, tongue a little out, half choking himself against his collar and he eagerly pulls on his chain. His owner is virtually anonymous, we barely look at him. We cut to the rear – seeing the rest of the crew infront of him, then paying special attention to his big balls as they jiggle around behind his thighs.
His owner, Thomas, narrates with a strong Cockney accent, re-introducing the dog to our audience at home – “This is Randall… Randall is a 9-year-old American Pitbull Terrier… He’s been servicing sluts since he was 2, and this will be his last appearance on the United Kingdom of Zoo…”
The dog continues to heave against his chain, enthusiastically pulling toward his final fuck on the show.
The narration continues, “Randall’s built up a pretty big fan club over the years, and the ladies are more than willing to come to see him, but he doesn’t like all the driving around, so we’re going to let him retire and stay home… And let the sluts come to him… But today… We’re hoping that Randy’s going to go out on a high!”
We cut back to Susan’s bedroom, the door opening and Randall pulling his owner into the room. Susan turning to face them, still naked, her broad, strong little body completely exposed. Thomas exclaims, “Oh wow!”
The dog doesn’t care how the girl looks, but Thomas clearly does, as he continues, “Oooh, you got a real treat today, Randall…”
However, Susan is barely paying the dog any attention as she looks from the bed infront of her, to the couch behind her, to the floor below her… Decisions, decisions…
“I’m not sure how I want to do this, like…” She says, almost lost in thought. “I could go on my hands and knees…” She turns to face away from us, drops to her knees on the couch, showing off a very inviting rear end, “… and show you all my arse…”, looking over her shoulder to our camera and blowing a little kiss, “Or…”
Randall almost pulls Thomas off his feet trying to get at her… But she’s moving on… Rolling over from her knees, onto that lovely arse, lets her legs spread, showing off that neatly trimmed pussy, “I could go on my back… Do it missionary style…” She pauses with her knees up in the air, fake pumping her pelvis under her imaginary dog… The look of her face indicating that she’s going through the whole thing in her mind.
“Missionary, I think…” She confirms after a little thought. “I want to see this scary, hairy bastard’s face as he pumps me full of spunk…” She giggles.
A second or two later, she’s sitting forward, her feet onto the floor but her knees still wide open – a big smile on her face as Thomas allows Randall to approach her, gradually releasing the lead completely, letting it trail along behind the powerful beast as it moves between Susan’s legs.
She leans forward to greet him with both hands – one on either side of his head, stroking and rubbing his face in a welcome… He’s a scary dog, but there’s no fear in Susan’s touch, she can’t wait…
He licks at her hands and she leans forward to meet his tongue with her face – opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue to touch his… Letting him lick her back – holding his head to make sure his tongue doesn’t stray too far from her mouth. She raises her eyes to check our camera position – and catches us, catching her looking, then breaks into a big smile – managing to keep her mouth open so the dog can keep licking…
His tongue slops from in her mouth, to over her chin, over her lips, back into her mouth, back to her cheek… Soaking her pretty features with slimy dog saliva… Smearing her make-up… And she keeps taking it – moving her head around, hold his, doing everything she can to keep his mouth lined up with hers… She moans throughout – the sound muffled whenever the pitbull’s wide tongue slops deep into her mouth.
We love a good kissing session on the show, but this went on even longer than we’d show… So we cut to…
Susan as she sits forward, pushing the dog’s head down to her thigh as she bends forward – reaching forward to stroke his flank. As she bends forward his head is trapped in a little triangle between her armpit and upper arm, her firm side-boob and ribs, and her smooth thigh… It’s a triangle few of us would object to being trapped in…
She slips her hand under his belly and cups his sheath and the big cock within it… Smiling broadly, all those white teeth glistening behind her soft wet lips… She squeezes the dog’s shaft, and looks up at us to comment that, “MMMmmmmm, that’s a NICE feeling…”
She leans forward so that her cheek is against his back, her boobs pressing against his shoulder, as she gently grips his sheath, the heavy shaft inside hard against her fingers – and she starts to stroke it, slowly… Half wanking, half rubbing… Moaning, “OOoommmmmmmm!” as she does it.
The end of his cock is already poking well out of the sheath, and our sexy big-boobed little slut is pulling the flesh back to expose more of it, jerking him, her pretty round face against the fur of his back, and she’s beginning to kiss that fur – looking like she’s beginning to lose herself in the moment as his cock grows in her hand, but flashing a little tell-tale look up to camera, making sure she’s being filmed…
The dog’s solid body against her thigh, his head still locked in that magic triangle of arm, side-boob and thigh, as she leans harder against his body, getting a better reach under him, taking more control of his shaft. Him making no attempt to escape. Her tongue out is out, the tip running over his hairy back and hip. Her eyes flicking up to camera, corners of her mouth curling up a little.
She releases his head and leans down to his side, working her way along his flank – kissing and licking down his thigh, onto his side – squeezing and pulling his sheath the whole time – only pausing for a second to spit out a couple of hairs that are stuck on her tongue – then going right back to licking his thigh.
The cock is getting big in her hand, four or five inches of shaft hanging out of the end of the sheath – not fully erect, long and slim, bending a little… She pulls it to the side, toward her waiting mouth – her lips parted, her smile of anticipation showing off white teeth… Pausing for a second, looking at the camera, then leaning in, her head angled slightly under his belly, taking the tip of the cock into her mouth. Lips closing around the tip, then her round cheeks suck in and her eyes open wide as she tastes the dog’s meat for the first time.
She begins to slide the pitbull cock in and out of her mouth – her head held steady as she works his meat with her hand – in and out, her pretty lips dragging along the shaft, over and over… After less than half a minute the cock has becomes noticeably thicker and she has started pausing every few seconds to swallow the juices in her mouth… The solid little beast already shooting pre-cum into the back of her throat.
She pulls the meat out and leans back a little to inspect it. Smiling at the sight. “Ooooh, you’ve grown…” Then leaning forward to playfully flick the tip of the dick with the tip of her tongue. Teasing it. A shot of watery cum squirts onto her face and she jumps/giggles a little.
She looks up from the cock, right into camera, blows another little kiss, giggles again – and then we cut to:
A wide shot of Susan, sat back on the couch, positioning her bottom right on the edge of the seat cushion, then leaning back, wriggling her lovely firm buttocks over the edge – feet on the floor, thighs open wide – her beautiful little cunt presented for our cameras. Her round boobs slide slightly to either side of her chest but still stick out. The joy of youth – everything still nice and firm. One hand snakes down over her belly and between her thighs, fingers working her pussy lips – her writhing slightly under her own touch.
Randall rushes up between her legs and stops with his face a few inches from her pussy, watching intently as she plays with herself and talks to him. “Do you want some of this, eh?” She says, half taunting and half genuinely questioning the dog. Her eyes still occasionally flicking away from the dog to our camera, making sure she’s still the centre of attention – smiling when she’s sure she is then turning her attention back to the beast, “Do you want to fuck this cunt?”
He answers by moving forward and stepping up onto the couch with his front paws, placing them on either side of her hips – then shuffling forward, bringing his belly over her pussy – a couple of inches of hard cock shaft still sticking out of the sheath – which moves closer to her lips…
“Oh God, here we go…” Says Susan, stating the obvious, with more than a hint of joy in her voice.
No one would call Susan petite – and Randall isn’t our biggest dog, but his muscles and width, combine with her youth and smooth flesh, to make her look seriously outgunned… With the dog on top of her she looks quite helpless…. The nervous excitement on her face makes her look almost childlike… It’s quite intoxicating.
The mean looking beast lurches forward, leaning so hard that his face almost touches hers – and he automatically licks at her again… But he’s out of range again right away as his hindquarters move forward… Then it’s the same move over and over – his snout pushing toward her face, his sheath backing away from her pussy; then his arse pushing in, his sheath and cock slapping up against her pussy, but his head pulled back well away from her again.”
He lurches again, thrusting forward with his crotch – this time slapping his hot cock up against her soft pussy lips, smooshing them up against her pelvis. A second heave and thrust, a similar result… Susan running her fingers over her pussy, finding the lips and slipping them apart for just long enough to get the dog’s cock between them at the third attempt.
Our young tennis slut is caught by surprise, the size and heat of his cock evidently not what she expected… A wide-eyed, white-toothed smile, coupled with a loud, “Oh fucking hell!”, then her arm automatically wraps around his shoulders to pull him in close to her body, his chest hair up against her wonderful boobs, whilst his rear end continues to thrust. Her other hand strokes down his long spine to his pelvis, resting there and bouncing up and down as he thrusts.
She gasps and coos as the beast goes to work – pumping and thrusting – driving that ugly fat meat pole into her body. She’s pulling him close, her face beside his, her cheek against his snout, her mouth open, breathing in short, ragged gasps…
We move down her body – staying close – watching his hairy body up against her smooth flesh, his chest against her boobs, his soft belly against her hard, flat belly, the outside of his thighs against the inside of hers…
Moving down, around her muscular legs, and then looking up at the action zone… His cock ramming into her pussy, his big balls hanging down and swinging – almost perfectly out of step with his thrusts. Her moans a beautiful soundtrack to the fucking.
The harder he fucks her, the harder she grips him, holding him close to her body – taking that pounding like it’s the best thing in the world… Perhaps it is…
Between moans and gasps of pleasure, she’s also whispering in his ear as he fucks her, “Oh yes… You’re a good boy… Good boy… Mmmmmmm… Yeah…” But as she’s doing it, she’s also looking up at us, letting us know that she’s still conscious of being on camera.
We cut back to the floor, looking up at her pussy, watching his cock slipping in and out at speed… Getting faster, more desperate – the dog clearly extremely excited, and frankly, we can’t blame him.
Despite her glances to camera, it’s clear that she’s also having fun… She scrunches up her eyes, twists her mouth… Stopping talking as she grits her teeth… Her body beginning to shake and buck…
She’s shocked to realise that she’s suddenly right on the edge of her first doggasm – and she’s desperate to get over the edge and enjoy her big moment… Concentrating so hard on the burning sensation in her crotch – waiting for the explosion… Holding the dog, bucking her pussy up toward his belly to meet his speedy thrusts, trying to get the timing right…
And then the dog stops pounding… He just stands over her, buried in her… “NNoooooo!” Susan squeals, reaching down to grab at his backside, pulling him closer, holding him against her, making sure the beast doesn’t back off from her.
We cut to the low-angle and note that his knot has formed but is half out of her pussy – and her grip on his backside is the only thing stopping him from backing away and pulling out of her completely…
All is very still all of a sudden, the couple stuck together, but not doing anything. Her silent, a frustrated look on her face – but a big dog cock still in her pussy…
Once she’s sure he’s still in place, she begins to move her pelvis again, bucking and rocking it up against his member. She keeps hold of his backside to stop him leaving, and brings her hand down from his back – between their bellies, to take hold of his cock just below the knot… Then she starts to fuck herself with it – using him as a dildo – desperate to extract that orgasm from her canine lover.
We cut to a wider angle to take in the beauty of the scene again – this stunning young lady, with this strong hairy pitbull in the missionary position above her, his wide muscular body between her smooth thighs, with his big purple/pink cock buried in her pussy, and her using it to fuck herself to heaven.
Her face still beside his snout, her mouth a little open as she controls her breathing… Silently pumping her hips, tensing her thighs, moving her pussy up and down his glistening shaft… And then, almost as suddenly as the dog stopped fucking her, she’s just holding him in place whilst her whole body freezes still… Then begins to shiver… Every muscle tensing as dark and dirty pleasures buzz through her. Gasping, “OOoohhh fffucccckkinngg helllll… OOoohhhhhhh!” as she shivers through the moment.
We cut to a wide-shot to see the dog standing between her thighs… Her holding onto him. Then to a low-angle, to watch that big cock in her pussy, the shaft buried all the way up to the knot, but the knot still outside, pressed up against her lips.
Back to the wide-shot – watching Susan holding onto the beast… Now completely focussed on holding him for her pleasure… Her hand on his arse, her thighs tensed… Breathing hard, sighing…
Another woman has just experienced the joys of cumming on a dog’s cock… The instant of extreme pleasure, followed immediately by the sensation of being the dirtiest slut alive, followed by a wave of guilt. We’ve heard many women describe this moment off camera – and she will later say the same thing to us.
We cut back to look at her pussy in close-up – the dog’s knot mashed up hard against her tight cunt, pressed against the clit, giving her an extra level of sensations.
Back to her red face as she turns slightly toward the camera and remembers why she’s here… “Mmmmmm… He’s amaaaaay-zing…” and then she flashes that huge white-toothed smile again, turns her head slightly and pokes her tongue out – brushing the tip along Randall’s lip… Moving the lip with her tongue until he responds, his big tongue snaking out and meeting hers, then slopping over her face again. She keeps licking at his mouth as he licks her tongue and face. It’s wet and messy… And it’s dirty…
The whole time they are kissing and licking each other’s mouths, Susan is still holding the beast’s arse, making sure that ugly cock stays in her young pussy – using her other hand to dildog herself to a little more pleasure.
She turns her head away from him, her skin glistening, dog saliva all over her mouth, chin and cheeks. Looks up at the camera, still holding the dog with both hands – and smiles for the viewers at home. Then, in a girly little voice, “I think I’m in love!” – and a giggle.
We cut to a wide-angle and watch the two of them holding position – her face toward his, talking quietly into his ear, but making sure we can hear, “Thank you… Thank you for fucking my pussy… You did a good job… You made me look like a really dirty slut…” Her hand still moving between her thighs the whole time, jerking that cock in and out of her pussy as it slowly shrinks.
Fade through to a few minutes later as our young tart finally releases Randall’s cock and lets him back from her and walk away with one of those great dumb doggy smiles on his face, his cock almost gone back into its sheath. Almost staggering.
Susan is left on her back, on the edge of the couch, breathing hard, her sweat covered body just flopped. We move back in close – a shot of her pussy, slightly agape, cum dribbling out of it and dripping to her bedroom carpet – moving up over her belly, flat and speckled with the dog’s hairs, over her firm boobs, also sweaty and flecked with dog hairs… And to her face – she’s smiling, but the smile gets wider when she’s sure the camera is on her. It’s a contented smile.
“Thank you, United Kingdom of Zoo…” She sighs, closing her eyes in a slow and contented blink… Opening again, looking right into the lens. “And thank you all for watching…” And we fade to black.
We fade back in on the street outside, as Randall walks away, no longer pulling on his leash, Thomas walking beside him, looking down and smiling, we can just make out him saying, “You been a good boy… Good boy…” And that’s the last we’ll see of the amazing Randall.
Then cut back to the bedroom – Susan sitting on the couch, her legs wide apart, a hand over her pussy, not so much touching herself and soothing her aching snatch. Her boobs hanging forward, her face still shiny from all the licking.
“It was good… Yeah… I liked it… It could have gone on a lot longer though… I think I’d like to do a few dogs. I’ve said that before, and I was right… He wasn’t overpowering, he was lovely. I can’t wait for everyone to see it… To start gossiping about it… Yeah…”
From off camera she’s asked, “What was your favourite part?”
“Oh, when he was fucking me, definitely… He almost got me off by himself, fucking me… But then he stopped… Another few seconds I would have cum, that would have been awesome…” She nods… Then switches to complaint mode, “I was a bit disappointed that I didn’t get to take the knot… I’ve seen so many girls talk about the knot and how big and painful it is… I was looking forward to that… Never mind… Next time…” She smiles, then adds, “With a bigger dog… Much bigger!”
And we fade out on another satisfied guest – with no doubts that she’ll be back for more, off camera, in the future.
THE END, for another week.
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