We fade in on sleazy dark set. A single spotlight illuminates a steel-frame bed – no bedclothes or pillows, just that stained old mattress. It looks cold and dirty – it needs a hot woman to warm it up…
There’s a clicking of heels as this week’s guest walks onto the set.
She arrives in the pool of light and we see that she is a middle-aged lady, quite trim for her age, clearly doing plenty to stay fit. She’s also somewhat eclectic in her style… A punk-rock mixture of historical looks… Her dark hair is tied up like a female factory worker from the 1940s, her panty and bustier/corset combination are from Madonna in the 80s, her left arm covered with a sleeve of tattoos that a woman couldn’t have got away with before 2000…
That low cut bustier/corset style top reveals what we’re pretty sure are a pair of fake tits – they do a good job of distracting us from the relative mediocrity of her face. She’s not unattractive, nor is she attractive – put it this way, if she wasn’t showing off this rack, we wouldn’t remember her!
Body 8/10. Face 6/10.
She comes to a halt on her mark infront of the bed, looks up into our camera and barely suppresses a smile as she introduces herself in a friendly, almost giggly, Belfast accent, “Hello… My name’s Donna Paterson, I’ve just had my 50th birthday, and I’m a clinical nurse manager from Belfast, in Northern Ireland. And… I’m here today,” she takes a quick breath and blushes a little before continuing, “… to have sex with a dog!”
She looks around, as if waiting for the director to cut, and adds, off hand, “I can’t wait…”
Then we cut to a shot of her perched on the edge of the bed, leaning against it rather than sitting on it, and smiling/smirking her way through her introductory monologue. We occasionally cut away from her as she talks to see Gareth, her rockabilly husband, with long sideburns and a 50’s quaff, watching from the side of the set.
She speaks quickly, with an excited, almost fluffy tone – she’s obviously very happy to be here and keen to play… “We’ve always used fantasy to spice up our love-life – we do a lot of role-play… I like to dress up as a prostitute and stand on a street corner and wait for him to pick me up. Then he brings me home and treats me like a whore, and gives me some ‘housekeeping’ money…” She laughs.
We cut to Gareth, who adds, “Yeah, it’s a fantasy world… I’ll get her to do things I’d probably never ask her to do if I wasn’t a ‘paying customer’…”
Back to Donna. “Sometimes he likes to wait before picking me up, to see if I get propositioned by a stranger… I think he’d love it if I got in a stranger’s car and gave them a blowjob or something, but I’d never do that. I don’t want another ‘man’…” She gives us a knowing wink, then continues.
“Sometimes, when I’m playing the prostitute, he asks me to tell him about the different experiences I’ve had as a streetwalker, and I make stuff up… Different things, silly stuff about teenaged boys, bored housewives, famous footballers… Not long after your show started, I made a comment about a client wanting me to fuck their dog whilst they watched – and things spiralled from there. We bought a ‘Rocky’ dildo, and I pretended to fuck Rottweilers infront of him every other week… Then every week… Ha ha… And it got to the point where he really wanted to see me do the real thing – and to be honest, I really wanted to do it infront of him… And that’s why we’re here today!”
“So you’re going to do some role-play for us?” Checks Ozvik.
“Yes… If that’s alright…” Says Donna, checking for a reaction from behind the camera.
We cut to a shot of Gareth watching on and smiling, and we can hear Ozvik in the background confirming that, “Role-play is fine… Just as long as you don’t tease our dog of the day – and then DON’T do it…”
Back to Donna with a wide grin, “Ooooh no… I wouldn’t do that…”
We cut to a few minutes later – Donna perched against the bed, leaning on the edge of the mattress rather than sitting on it, her legs crossed at the ankles. Her hands behind her back, flat on the mattress. Shoulders back, chest pushed out – big fake cleavage straining against her basque. She’s looking pretty good for a 50-plus. Her slutty lingerie and stance promoting her above her looks, the fact that she’s here to fuck a dog just makes her seem even sexier…
We spin around and see our favourite mean-looking pitbull – Ninja – as he scampers into the studio and scrabbles across to the bedroom ‘set’.
Donna continues to recline against the bed, watching the dog all the way over to her feet, barely moving other than to turn her head away from the dog toward her husband. “Nice doggy?”
We hear Gareth reply from off camera. “I’ll give you a tenner to show him a good time!”
Donna folds her arms infront of her firm chest and frowns, looking from her husband down to the dog. “What kind of a girl do you think I am?”
“Alright… I didn’t mean to insult you… Fifty…” He says from off camera, and Donna smiles – she’s about to accept the offer when Gareth adds, “For the lot… Suck and fuck… With kissing!”
Donna fakes, badly, considering the offer, before nodding her approval, then reaching down and ripping her basque open, buttons popping and flying as she frees up that impressively firm pair of tits, and surprisingly flight belly, then leaning back on the bed and slipping her panties down her legs, then over her feet, before slipping forward again, moving her pussy down within reach of the beast and opening her thighs to offer herself to him – patting her thighs gently and making kissing noises to encourage him to move in and kiss her neat pussy lips. “Come on then, boy… It’s all bought and paid for for you… Come and see what fifty pounds buys you!!”
He does as he’s instructed – moving in close, standing infront of the bed, his head just reaching her snatch… He sticks his snout between her thighs, stuffing it right up to her cunt – his tongue snaking out, slopping over her lips – making the Irish slut gasp… “OOhhh God!”… Then he does it again, getting another gasped, “God!”, and again and again, each time getting another religious exaltation!
As the beast continues to slurp and slop at her pussy, Donna runs her fingertips over her belly, up toward her round boobs, and to her erect nipples… Then pinches those nipples, pulling them around a little, enjoying the extra sensations and stimulation as the dog’s tongue works its magic.
She lets him lick as long as he wants – raising her knees up into the air, her legs shaking as she continues to call to… “God! OOOoooohhh God… Oooohh Goddd!”
Breathing harder and harder, the volume of her “OOOhhhh Goodddd!”’s getting louder and louder, faster and faster, until she suddenly stops making any noise… Her body shaking – boobs like jelly on her chest, wobbling and shaking – then she shuts her thighs together and rolls over, closing the dog out, unable to take anymore of that luscious tongue action. Curling up on her side, and still shaking… A large, satisfied smile spreading over her face as she slowly calms down from this intense high.
We hear Gareth’s Irish accent as he checks from off camera. “Everything okay there, whore?” There’s more than a hint of humour in his ‘concern’.
Donna’s smile says it all, but she manages to find some words for us as she slowly straightens out from her curled position. “Oh yes… Very okay here!”
“It looks like your getting good value for my money…” Continues Gareth. “I think it’s time you showed me what I paid for…”
We move the camera down and zoom slowly in on Ninja’s behind, looking between his legs and noticing that he is already erect – his pink/purple cock sticking four inches out of his sheath. Gareth completes his comment over this image. “… A nice big dog cock deep inside your cunt!”
Donna nods, a white toothed smile broad across her face… “Oh yes… For sure… I can’t wait!”
We cut to a shot of the Irish lady on her feet, standing infront of the bed – her firm breasts looking perky, her nipples rock hard. She’s looking down at the dog and taking a deep breath – clearly just about to get into the act…
Then she turns her back on the beast and drops down to her knees infront of the bed, bending forward against the edge of the mattress, taking the weight of her upper body on her elbows, turning her head to the side, toward us, with a nervous but expectant smile… Almost laughing with excitement, nodding her head to indicate that she’s not only ready, but also keen…
We cut to look at Ninja – seeing how excited he is, scrabbling across the concrete floor back to his horny guest… His big balls jiggling behind him, his cock back in its sheath, but clearly still ‘ready’ inside.
He moves up behind her, barely pausing to sniff at her rear-end and snatch, and mounts her without any hesitation – his wide chest sitting over her firm arse, front legs around her hips, pulling tight to heave him onto her back. His crotch brought right up behind her – the tip of his cock already showing again… Pointing right at her pussy…
“Here we go!” Calls Ozvik, putting Donna on notice that her experience is just about to begin. Gareth lets out a cheer of approval as the big moment approaches…
She looks up, briefly looking into camera and flashing another excited and quite pretty smile – a very genuine flash of reality… This slut can’t wait!
Ninja thrusts at her excitedly – short, fast strokes, pushing his pelvis up and under her… Stabbing at her cunt with that canine cock… And then he’s inside her…
The shock of penetration makes her instinctively try to pull away from him, angling her hips forward a little, but not enough to get away. He staggers forward with her, keeping his cock in its new home – then thrusting at high speed, pumping into her…
As soon as the cock is in her she reacts with a loud, surprised gasp, still leaning forward – but unable to move because of the bed, just having to take it as the little dog hammers into her from behind.
Short hair and hard muscles against her arse, powerful legs around her hips, hard claws against her thighs, hot cock inside her… She settles into the rhythm, gasping and swearing as her fucks her… “Ohhhh… Ohhh! Aaahhh! Fuck!! Aaahh!”
She’s forgotten all about her prostitute act – no role-playing here – just a slut enjoying being nailed by an animal!
The mean little monster continues to fuck her – his arse jagging at her rear quarter, hard and fast – a frenzy of fun… His hind-paws scraping around on the floor, looking for better grip, trying to stay right up behind her, as close as possible to afford the deepest penetration he can get…
We can hear Gareth talking to Ozvik behind the camera, an excited joyous tone to his words, “I can’t fucking believe it… That’s my fucking wife!”
We cut to a lower angle, reaching in between Ninja’s powerful legs, checking out his jiggling big balls, then looking up to see his cock whipping in and out of the Irish wannabe-call-girl’s cunt… Everything is wet and slippery, and the sloppy sound of him sliding in and out of her is loud and clear. Coupled with her quiet moans and occasional yelps it’s the perfect sound of dogsex.
Back to her face – watching as the continuous, slippery, wet motion – in and out of her – drives her from ‘having fun’ to ‘about to cum like a train’… Watching her face tense up, her lips pulling back from her teeth, arching her back upwards, raising her round tits up off the cushion.
“Oh no…” She gasps. “OOoohhhhh… Aaaahhhhhhhh….” Her tone rising, the moan turning slowly into a squeal… “EEeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiii!” as she begins to shake.
“Oh yes…” Calls her husband. “Cum on that dog cock, whore!”
She’s beginning to lose control… Her hands gripping at the mattress, pulling the cover up and away from the springs – her whole body writhing… Making noises that can no longer be spelled out…
The more she moves, the harder the pitbull appears to pull up behind her –
We cut to behind her, down low, looking up between their legs – looking at Ninja’s ugly swollen cock jammed deep inside her… Her pussy lips stretched around his knot, the pale flesh contrasted with his blood gorged – almost purple – bulb.
We cut back to her face to take in the expression of total pleasure… The extra girth of the knot, and the feeling of dog-spunk squirting into her belly, finally putting her over the top… Into silence… Still shaking, but silent – one hand coming off the cushion and just hovering in the air…
“Cum on his cock!” Calls Gareth again… “Yeaahhh!”
We cut to a long shot – from the other side of the studio – from behind the regular cameras and lighting rigs… Just watching that dirty Irish slut, with the nasty little pitbull on her back – the two of them holding position – tied together… All we can hear in the rasping of the dog’s breath.
We can see that Gareth has pulled his cock out and is wanking as he watches his wife struggle happily through her first knotting… Not far from him, Ozvik is behind the camera, using his iPhone to take some additional footage of Donna and Ninja for his personal collection. It’s amazing that after all these years, with access to all of the footage shot for every episode we’ve ever made, Luke still feels the need to build his own collection. He really loves to see women having fun with dogs. He can’t help himself.
Back to a side-shot of the action in question… Middle-aged, next-to-naked lady (those stockings, now laddered, are all that she’s wearing) – pushing down against the edge of the bed, her round boobs hanging down, slightly out of shape – pitbull on her back, his front legs wrapped around her belly, his chin on her back, his mouth open – tongue out, rasping breath…
Then we cut down low again, behind the action… Watching the dog’s arsehole pucker… Knowing that each ugly swelling movement means another shot of his spunk has just shot into Donna’s pussy.
Around to her face – she’s smiling, but the smile is combined with a look of disbelief – like she can’t believe what’s happening… She gathers herself, then looks up into camera and speaks between breaths, “I can feel… Him cumming… In my pussy… Every hot little… Squirt…”
We hear Gareth’s gasping, “Yeeeaahhhh! Good whore!” and then see his load hitting Donna across her mouth and nose, sticky streaks of creamy cum as he unloads on her… She smiles and licks her lips, catching a strand of cum and moving it around… A knot in her pussy, a belly full of dogspunk, and now her husband’s load on her face… Lucky girl!
We cut back to her rear end and watch that arsehole puckering again, the flesh ugly and swollen – the pulsing action almost hypnotic… Then move under his legs to look up at her pussy, swollen and stretched around his knot… Cum leaking out and dripping down off her cunt.
We hold on this image as the knot appears – easing out almost painfully slowly… Gradually coming into sight – stretching her lips wider, more and more cum dribbling out…
And then there’s that familiar queafing sound as air and dogspunk escapes her box, jism spattering around as the cock suddenly pops out, swinging around under the dog’s belly as he pulls back off her and stumbles away – leaving our guest to roll over onto her arse, her back against the side of the bed, and work on catching her breath.
She watches the dog as he stands, twisting around and trying to lick his own cock clean… The cock hanging under his belly, heavy and hard, almost reaching the floor.
Gareth spurs the action on again with another of his excited, happy, playful taunts. “I didn’t pay you to watch him lick his own cock, whore… Get your mouth on that thing!”
She looks up toward him, almost right into camera, and flashes another smile – the thought was obviously already in her head… And now her body is catching up…
We cut to a shot of the solid little dog, laid out on his back with his hind legs hanging wide, his cock still half out of its sheath… Donna has taken up position on her knees, leaning forward over him, holding his cock by the base, holding it upright – pointed at her mouth.
“That’s a lovely looking cock, there… That looks almost good enough to eat…” She sighs, admiring the ugly purple shaft as she jerks it around from the base. She pauses and looks up at the camera with a wicked grin. “I wonder how many strangers would pay me ten pound to suck this dog’s cock while they watch?”
“Is my money not enough for you?” Chuckles Gareth.
Ozvik adds, “We could go out in the street right now and see if we can find anyone… Would that make it better for you?”
Donna smiles and we jump-cut to a slightly different scene… She’s now laid on her back under the beast, who’s standing with his hindlegs on either side of her neck.
Without focussing on them, we can see that there are half a dozen men standing in a semi-circle around the action – all wearing surgical masks, partly to protect them against the ever present threat of Coronavirus, but mainly to protect their anonymity – they should be working at local businesses right now – but when Gareth ran into each shop asking “Who wants to watch my wife suck a dog’s cock?” they simply couldn’t resist… Even when he asked them for a tenner each as they entered the set…
Infront of them – Donna edges forward, raising her head toward his belly – flicking her eyes up to make sure we can see… Her open mouth held just below the tip… Holding the cock down toward her face, and letting those little squirts of cum fire into the void… Then sticking her tongue out over her bottom lip to catch the next shot…
Each time a little load of spunk hits her mouth or tongue, the corners of her mouth flick up in a tiny smile – which she tries to hide… And then, without warning, she raises her head up and swallows the whole shaft up in one move. Wrapping her lips around it and sucking her cheeks in so hard that the dog lets out a whimper of surprise…
She immediately relaxes her jaw, and just lets her soft lips slide up and down his shaft, applying very little suction – not wanting to hurt or scare the beast – just wanting to feel his cock in her mouth, taste his spunk on her tongue…
We hear Gareth calling out, “That whore is my wife!” to the ‘audience’.
We move around behind the action – looking between the gents as they watch, getting a real feel for what it must be like standing in that little crowd, craning for a better view of the Irish whore sucking the dog’s cock… Noting that the hand that’s not gripping the shaft is between her legs as she fondles her pussy, enjoying the continued clitoral stimulation as the knowledge she is sucking an animal’s cock stimulates her mind.
Back to the close-up action – watching her lips slip up and down on that nasty distended cock, letting his cum dribble out and down the shaft, making it even shinier. Her head bouncing at a slow, even, and very dirty pace… Just the right pace for us to know that she’s really enjoying stretching the moment out.
As she sucks – she turns her head to the side, making sure out camera gets a good shot of the cock in her mouth, and showing off enough of her face to be easily recognised. She’s all in on this… And we’re going to let her enjoy her infamy…
Beside the action, we can see Gareth moving amongst the men as they watch his wife in action. We can hearing him asking them, “Do you like watching my filthy whore suck the dog? She’ll suck you for another ten once she’s finished with him… Seriously… She will…”
Back on the floor we can see her smiling around the dog’s cock as she hears what he’s telling them… She jerks the base of Ninja’s cock into her mouth… Moving the whole thing around in her mouth – her eyes opening wider as she pushes it to the back of her throat, hard enough to choke herself – just a little… Then bringing her head back again, letting the cock slowly pull from her mouth, then licking it, and letting runny dog cum spill over her lips and down the sides of her face…
She looks up to her husband, off camera, and does a little more dirty talking, “I’m your dirty dogwhore… Do you like that? Being married to a dogwhore? Does that get you hard?” Then smiling as she holds that ugly cock infront of her face – letting her tongue snake out over the flat tip of the phallus as she waits for him to answer.
Gareth turns away from the men and focuses entirely on his wife and the dog, “I want to take you out on the streets and find some lucky fucker walking his dog… Ask him to pay you to suck his dog off…”
She smiles and slides that dog’s cock back into her mouth – moving her hand faster between her legs…
“… Like the whore you are!”
She smiles again, sliding the cock from her mouth and letting her tongue sweep slowly over the tip of the animal’s cock one last time – then sitting back against the base of the bed to catch her breath. Her face wet and red, her tarty make-up running, her hair a mess, chest heaving as she breaths hard.
We cut back to the small audience, noting that Gareth is taking a few ten pound notes from them – then watching them step forward and crowd around his happy, naked and sweaty wife, who looks up at them like she’s really looking forward to earning some more money! Then we fade out – because this is a dogsex show, not a dogging show!
When we fade back in our lovely lady is sitting on the edge of the bed – her face and fake tits streaked with lines of cum, mostly human but there’s a dose of dogjuice over her too. She started this week’s show looking like a time-travelling fashion whore, and has ended it looking like little more than a slut… She sits back, hands on the bed, shoulders back and boobs on display, looking quite proud of herself as cum drips off one of her nipples.
Gareth is sitting next to her, barely able to take his eyes off her or get the smile off his face.
“How was that?” Asks Ozvik from behind camera.
Donna answers very confidently, not a worry in the world that she’s just outed herself to the world as a dog fucker… “It was very nice… I liked it… I’ll do it again…”
“Later – her husband sitting with her – talking to camera about how anyone watching in the Belfast area should keep an eye out for her on a street corner… Bring your dogs… The more the merrier!!
“How about you, Gareth?”
Gareth takes a breath, “Phew… Well… I can confidently say that was the best fifty quid I ever spent… And if she gets a dog, I’m gonna go bankrupt if I have to give her another fifty every time…”
Donna smiles.
Gareth looks up at camera… “So, I’ll just say, right here, right now… To anyone watching in from back home – if you’ve got a dog, and you want to watch my wife fuck it… Fifty quid… Alright?! Alright!” He winks into the camera – and then we move our focus back to his filthy slut of a wife, and she gives her the kind of confident smile and wink that confirms that she is absolutely 100% up for being a dogwhore, and happy to let her husband pimp her out to local dog-owners… We hear her say, “Eaaaasssyyyy money!” as we fade out for another week.
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