We’re in a quiet corner of Norfolk Heritage Park on a dreary cold day. Grey sky and a few spots of rain here and there. A black haired, dark skinned middle-aged woman from the Indian subcontinent sits infront of us with a look that’s half way between shame and excitement on her face. She’s trying to hide a smile. She speaks with that familiar semi-broken but very clearly pronounced Pakistani-British accent (that’s not far from every other English language Pakistani accent).
“Hello. My name is Bismah Yousef. I am 53 years old. I live in the city of Sheffield in the north of England. I’m married, I have four grown sons, 2 grand-children, and I am still working as a social worker.”
Bismah wears a long white trenchcoat that covers her from chin down to her black boots. It’s cold and she’s got that coat pulled tight so all we can see of her is one hand and her face. The face looks fairly slim, the fingers are long and thin. All indications are that she’s a small framed woman.
“I work in local community, especially in my community with Muslim women and families. I have maintained my marriage for 36 years, and raised four boys up to manhood. They have all left home now and married their own wives. I’m very proud of what I’ve done in my community and for my community.”
So why are we here with you today?
“I’m like many Muslim women. I like sex, but I don’t have much experience. I married my husband when I was 17. I had never even seen a penis until my wedding night. I’ve been with him ever since. I do what he likes. I do what he wants. I like it, but I sometimes wonder what else there is. I see pornography sometimes, sometimes by accident, sometimes accident-on-purpose, and it excites me a little. And I want to try new things.”
As she speaks a man walks through frame between the camera and her, with a Boxer dog on a leash, and heads away into the park. Bismah’s eyes follow him for a second.
And why does this turn you on?
“I never even knew this was real until a few years ago. I am visiting a young lady and she is full of shame. She tells me that her husband makes her have sex on the family dog and makes videos of it on his iphone. She says she doesn’t enjoy this. It makes her feel bad. I should be showing her sympathy, but all I wanted to do was ask her about what it is like to have sex with their dog. And I am wanting to do this, right then, on the floor in their living house. I’m thinking I can ‘show’ her that this is not a bad thing and she shouldn’t feel bad… You see ‘I will do it right now’… I couldn’t do it, you know, but the idea is in my head and I never managed to get it out. Every time I see a dog, even on television, I got hot and my heart races.
How will doing this affect your life?
“This won’t be popular in my community. My family will most likely stop talking to me. I don’t think that most of my friends will be my friends. I may lose my job… I’ve reached the point that I no longer care. Live without my dream, deny myself the one thing I want – or do it and accept the consequences.”
What would her boys think of her upcoming activities?
“I think that they would probably spit on me. They love me, but I don’t think they would like to know their mother does this.”
Tell us, just to be clear, who you are, and what you want to do.
“My name is Bismah Yousef, and I want to be having sex with a big dog.”
Let’s go for a walk and see who we might find…
We walk with Bismah, heading up a small hill toward a group of trees. The man who walked by is standing by a park bench, the Boxer dog facing us, pulling on his leash. It’s Drew and Bruno – and Bruno looks like he’s in the mood.
Who do you think this is?
“Is this my doggy?” She says with that smile breaking through again. “Is this my beautiful boy?”
Bruno barks as she gets closer and she stops dead in her tracks about ten feet from the him. Looking a little scared. “I don’t actually like dogs, you know. I’m scared of them. I think that’s what turns me on the most.”
Bruno continues to bark at this woman – she’s something he’s never been this close to before… “I’m sorry about this,” says Drew in his strong Glasgow accent. “He’s never fucked a Paki before – I think he’s a bit confused…” Then he realises what he’s said. “I’m sorry… Eh… I didn’t mean to offend ye…”
Bismah waves him off. “You know it’s funny. I’ve been called Paki before and it doesn’t even bother me anymore. My parents brought me here from Pakistan, I AM a Paki…” She looks down, ashamed for a second. “Actually, I quite like being abused like that… To be called names. It makes this seem a bit dirty, you know?”
Drew smiles. “Oh, I can do that for you… It’ll be my pleasure!”
“No, I hope it will be mine…” She smiles again.
Bismah opens her white trench coat to reveal that she’s come out to meet us stark naked but for the coat and boots. Her body isn’t that attractive – pear shaped with big thighs and wide hips, but a small and droopy pair of boobs. Her pussy is completely untamed – a thick mass of black curly hair. We take in a full frontal shot. “I can’t believe I’m about to do this dog… I’m so naughty.”
She sits on the bench and leans back, legs spread wide as Drew leads Bruno to her with a firm grip on his collar (just in case his bite is worse than his bark). The dog moves in to lick her fleshy pink cunt and after his first taste he digs in deep, his tongue exploring her in ways she’s never experienced before. She arches her back, partly in a spasm of pleasure, and partly to open herself up to even more of his tongue. “Dirty Muslim whore..!” Spits Drew. Bismah flashes a ‘more please’ look at him, he obliges – and the insults keep coming throughout the scene. So many and so strong that we have to bleep/silence them rather than the bestial action! “What a dirty fucking Paki whore”, “Paki dogslut”, etc.
Once the dog has licked her to her first, noisy, orgasm, she brings her legs up and together and rolls onto her side to catch her breath, giggling and gasping. Drew grabs her legs and pulls them open again, forceful but she doesn’t resist. “No, whore… You haven’t pleased him yet… My boy needs some Paki pussy to fuck…”
She edges down a little on the bench so that her pussy in fully available. Her lower back on the bench, her feet flat on the ground, her pussy suspended in the air. She pats her belly, encouraging the dog to jump on her.
Bruno climbs up, hind legs between her thighs, front legs on the bench astride her body, paws struggling to grip the wooden slats. His cock hardening and already showing. She reaches down and plays with his cock for a second… It grows enough for her to guide it into her pussy. Bruno is fairly calm until he feels wet and warm pussy lips on both sides of his cock – at which point he pushes deep and tries to fuck her hard. She gasps and moans out loud as inch after inch of hot dog meat slides into her, “Oh, my… Ohhhhhh”.
She leaves her hand around his cock as he fucks her, slowing him down and stopping his knot from entering her.
Drew still holds Bruno by the collar, but it’s more as an excuse to stand over Bismah and verbally abuse her than to control the dog. He looks up and down the path, hoping to see someone coming along. “I want someone to see this Paki bitch getting fucked by my dog… Do you want people to see this, ye black cunt?”
Bismah nods to the camera. “I want them all to see my on television…. Ohhhh… I want everyone to know I’m a Paki dogslut! Ohhhh, ahhhh… I want them to see his big doggy cock in my fat Paki pussy!”
Because of the position and the way she is holding the dog’s cock she gets one of the longer, but less energetic fucks of the series so far. Bruno doesn’t want to pull out before he knots her, and he doesn’t want to stop until he’s tied either – so he just keeps pumping at her puffy dark human flesh.
Finally, Drew pulls Bruno’s collar until the beast is virtually standing upright on his hind-legs. His cock pulling free of Bismah’s pussy, cum dribbling out of her onto the path under her. “My boy needs a good sucking… Get your Paki mouth around his cock…”
Bismah slips forward off the couch until she is sitting on the path in the pool of dog jism. Her mouth now level with his cock – licking her lips, then leaning forward to take the whole thing in her mouth. Sucking hard with her lips almost all the way to his knot. Swallowing hungrily. Looking up at Drew and nodding for more abuse, reaching down with one hand to finger her pussy, the other hand massaging her small and floppy boobs. “You dirty dog cock sucking Paki… Are all Muslim whores like you? I bet yer all just a bunch of dog fucking sluts…”
She keeps on sucking, and he keeps on ranting about her being a whore, a Paki, a slut, a dogfucker, a terrorist sex-toy. She only stops sucking to catch her breath after giving herself an orgasm, and then she’s back into it.
Afterwards, sitting on the bench and out of breath, with her trenchcoat pulled closed again and dog jism all over her face, she talks about her experience. “That was – intense. Thank you for talking to me, that made it even better, I think.”
How did it compare to your previous sexual experiences?
“I came harder on the dog’s cock than I ever have with my husband. I think I already told you I’ve only ever had sex with one man, and now one dog. I would love to have another dog so that I could boast I have had more dogs than men.”
There’s then a ‘video diary’ style update: Bismah in close-up, holding her own camera up selfie style.
“Well, I lost my job, but I wasn’t disowned by my family. In fact, all of my boys have embraced me and brought me into their new families. They’ve ALL bought dogs of their own and I’ve been teaching my daughters-in-law how to enjoy their new doggies…
As she speaks she pans the camera around a large, well-appointed lounge room – and we see four young, slim, dark Pakistani beauties, each holding a large golden Labrador retriever (all part of the same litter).
“Best of all, I’ve been able to have sexual relations with all of these lovely dogs – and kinky fun with my son’s wives too… So, I’ve now have sex with 1 man, 4 ladies, and 5 dogs… I’ve really got something to boast about now!”