S03E06: Charmaine Cort (43) from Plymouth

We float in over a wooded area on the outskirts of a small city. Beyond the trees long curving estates, built in the 60’s to provide housing for the British middle-class. This is Plymouth, on the English South coast, and beneath us are the Parkway Woods. Our next subject is standing with her husband infront of one of the houses closest to the woods.

We close in on them (drone footage). They both look happy to be on camera. Tall, slim, with sharp features and angular faces ... They could be brother and sister rather than husband and wife. They’re even dressed the same, blue jeans and a white button up shirt. Although her chest gives her shirt an altogether better shape!

She speaks as the camera gets close enough. It’s a loud, confident voice, with a slight regional accent. “I’m Charmaine Cort, I’m a mother, a wife, and a very horny 45 year old ... And this is my lucky husband, Mike.”

Mike speaks, his voice an almost David Beckham-like squeak. “I’m Michael Cort, I’m Charmaine’s husband, I’m 43 years old, and I’m a very very lucky man.”

Cut to the pair of them walking hand-in-hand through the woods, following our camera, talking in relaxed tones about their inner most thoughts.

Charmaine, “We’ve always enjoyed an experimental sex life, some people are bisexual – we’re tri-sexual, we’ll TRY anyone once!” Mike smiles at her joke. “We’ve tried a bit of swinging, group sex, a little bit of ‘dogging’ ... We enjoy sex in public. We calmed down a little when the kids we’re born, but once they went to university we got right back into it!”

Mike, “I’m more of a voyeur than a doer ... Even when we were going to the swinging nights, I used to just sit back and watch ... If a lady wanted to entertain me, I never said no, but I mainly just wanted to watch Charmaine have fun. There’s nothing quite like watching her take a good hard one!” This time its Charmaine who smiles at Mike’s comment.

Charmaine, “I’ve always been interested in having sex with a dog ... But I never told Mike about it before we watched your show. We were watching and he was enjoying it, and he asked if I would be willing do it, and I had to tell him straight ... I WANT to do it...”

Mike, “Like I said before, I’m a very very lucky man!”

We’re standing in a small clearing in the woods now. Private, but still on a public pathway between the trees. The Cort’s are still holding hands, facing camera, but now standing still.

What are you looking forward to the most?

Charmaine, “Being knotted, I think. I’ve seen a lot of videos, and everyone seems to enjoy getting that knot in them.”

Mike, “I’m looking forward to seeing her mounted. Just having a dog on her back, giving it to her hard from behind...”

Cut to Charmaine, now standing on her own in that clearing ... Undressing ... Shirt first, untucked, then unbuttoned, then opened up and allowed to slip down her arms and off. Her boobs are large, held in place by a sexy white satin bra. Next she unzips her jeans and pulls them down, catching her panties in the same movement and just deciding to go with it. A big bush of light coloured pubic hair exposed, along with narrow, strong thighs.

“I probably should have shaved that down a bit, but it didn’t look so bad in the shower this morning.” She laughs, putting her hand over her hairy pussy. She almost looks embarrassed, but not quite.

Then the bra comes off and her big boobs sag down. 36C, bordering on a D cup. They sit wide on her chest, with a good two or three inch gap between them. She’s tanned and slim, with her drooping chest being the only real sign of her age.

She stands, hands on hips, half posed, half impatient. Naked and ready for action.

You’re naked in the woods, maybe only, what, 20 meters from the estate you live on. Completely exposed to anyone who might pass by ... Waiting for a dog to come and fuck you ... Tell us what you are thinking...

She smiles, looks over at Mike, then back to camera. “I’m thinking about that lovely hot dog cock sliding into me where I can be caught by one of my neighbours ... And I’m thinking about your cameras, recording it all to put me on tele...”

There’s a cracking/crackling sound as someone approaches. Charmaine looks off in the direction of the noise, as do our cameras...

Striding through the trees, dressed inappropriately in heels, black stockings and that nasty little red dress of hers, it’s the familiar face of Carol, and pulling them along on a short leash, that enthusiastic bundle of lust, Rebel the German Shepherd. She walks at her own pace, stepping calmly over fallen branches. Her husband, Henry, is with her, but he’s being ignored.

Charmaine sees Rebel and immediately laughs and claps. “I was hoping it would be a dog like him...” She walks toward the new arrivals with her arms out wide and greets Carol with a hug. It’s unusual (but pleasant) to see a naked middle-aged woman hugging a fully clothed one in the open air. More unusual, even for us, to see a big dog bouncing around at their feet as they hug. Carol responds to the hug enthusiastically, letting one hand wonder down the naked woman’s back to her behind, which she gives a firm squeeze.

Then Charmaine turns her attention to Rebel, kneeling down carefully on the uneven ground. The dog assaulting her with attention – wagging tail, licks, jumps and pawing. She hugs him and pushes him away. He comes back for more and she pushes him away again, playfully making him work to get close to her. “I’ve seen this on videos ... I don’t know what it does, but it always seems to work.”

“It’s the doggy equivalent of playing hard to get.” Chips in Carol as she stands behind the camera and watches her dog playing with the naked woman.

Henry has taken up a position standing next to Mike, and they are having a boys giggle as they watch. We overhear Henry saying, “It’s fucking amazing to watch your wife with a dog, you’re going to love this...”

Rebel leans into Charmaine, who pushes him away and down, and this time rather than running around in the circle and coming back, he rolls over onto his side and just pauses there with one hindleg in the air – his belly and groin exposed ... Charmaine instinctively rubs his chest with one hand, accidently-on-purpose finding his cock as she rubs his belly with the other. She giggles, “Ooooh, whoops...” and stops rubbing, leans in and holds her open mouth over his ... He tries to lick her and catches her mouth with the tip of his tongue – so she moves closer to let him get her with his second attempt. This leaves her unbalanced, tipping forward on hands and knees over him...

Rebel is like a wrestler - as soon as she tips forward he twist around, jumps up, and scrambles around behind her, rears up and mounts her – his front legs wrapping around her tightly, hindquarters jamming toward her, cock already getting hard at the thought of adding another slut to his list of conquests...

Pumping at her rear end, jabbing at her pussy ... She’s kneeling there in the dirt of the forest floor, arse in the air, chest on the ground, leaves and twigs digging into her tits - dog pressing down on her back. There’s a small crowd gathered around to film her experience. She’s resting her weight on her chest and the side of her face - reaching back between her legs with both hands to help him home – opening up her pussy lips with one, guiding his cock with the other...

She gasps and splutters “Fuuuk” as he slips inside and immediately takes control, jacking up against her rear end, pumping his cock into her. Fast and hard, excited and exciting ... A frenzy of fucking, with her giving off almost inhuman noises of pleasure as her knees, boobs and face are pressed into the mud and undergrowth.

Off to the side we can see her husband watching, smiling, awestruck... “That’s it ... That’s beautiful ... Oh baby, that’s amazing...”

But Charmaine doesn’t need to be told it’s amazing – she can feel it. That big hard cock, hot inside her pussy, rifling in and out faster than any man has ever fucked her. Deeper too. It’s like the dog was built for sex.