s7e17: Jolene Aarons (39)

We’re tracking along a long residential street. Nothing particularly special about the houses, set back a couple of meters from the street, with low brick walls surrounding the small squares of grass that constitute their front gardens. All of them look essentially the same except for the colour of the window frames and front doors.

We slow down and come to a halt infront of the one that looks just slightly different to the others – because it has a sign mounted on the wall that reads, “MUTTERLY GORGEOUS – DOG GROOMING”

We pause on this door for a couple of seconds, before it opens, and we see a pretty young brunette exiting with her perfectly trimmed poodle. She calls ‘see you next time’ back into the house, and then heads down the pathway, apparently unaware of our camera. She’s got a bit of a hoity-toity way about her, carrying the dog’s lead in a hand raised well up into the air, the dog prancing along beside her like some kind of French royalty...

We follow her as she walks through the little gate in the front wall of the property and turns to walk up the street, then we track along with her until we get to the next house, and a married couple sitting on their front-doorstep.

He’s bald and lean, well-built in the way that fills out the chest of his t-shirt, but not the belly.

She’s blonde, very slim, and wears a baggy shorts and a loose top that hangs down tantalisingly as she leans forward, almost affording us a view of her boobs, but not quite ... We’ll get to them soon enough though ... She has a wide mouth and soft features that somehow remind us of a Muppet rather than a woman.

The man comments on the passing brunette that, “I don’t think she’s into it...”

The woman adds, with a little purse of the lips, “I reckon the dog would though...”

The man, taking a drag on a cigarette, agrees, “Yeah ... He’d go ... He’s a big lad too...”

She looks up, away from her partner, right into camera, and says, with a smile, “Hello ... I’m Jolene Aarons – I’m 39 years old, and I’m from Oxford...” She turns her head to her partner and pokes a thumb back in his direction. “And this is my husband, Damon...” The man nods his head toward us and says, “Hello”.

We cut to a close up of Jolene. She seems very friendly – and looks just as Muppet-like in close-up, with perfect little teeth, almost cartoonish thin lips, and sparkly bright blue eyes.

“I can’t remember the first time I imagined having sex with a dog ... It was a long time ago though. I think I told Damon when we were engaged...”

Damon interrupts, “You told me before we got engaged ... That’s why I asked you to marry me...” He laughs.

Jolene continues, “But it was just a fantasy – I never actually thought I’d do it for real ... I don’t think I actually wanted to...”

“I wanted you to...” Damon comments.

She continues to ignore his asides. “We’ve had a lot of fun together with our fantasies ... My fantasy of having sex with a dog, his fantasy of me having sex with a dog ... But it only got ‘serious’ after this mob moved in next door...” She pokes a thumb to the house to their right, the dog-groomers, “ ... About 5 years ago ... Your show started, and these guys set up shop ... It was like a sign ... A big flashing neon sign saying ‘DO IT!’ ... And we’ve been watching dogs coming back and forwards ever since ... Thinking about which ones do their owners, which ones I’d like to do, which ones he’d like to watch doing me...”

“All of them...” Confirms a smirking Damon. “One after another...”

She turns toward him, chuckling and says, “Dirty bugger ... Shut up...”

Then back to her interview. “It got to the point that we really had to do it ... I really wanted to talk to Sammi, next door, because we think she probably does it, because she really loves dogs...” Beside her, Damon is nodding his head and smirking, she ignores him and continues, “ ... He thinks she fucks them ... But how do you bring that up in conversation with the neighbour... ? So we thought – we should do it on your show, and find out if we enjoy it in reality as much as in our fantasies ... And if she’s into it, she’ll see us, and she can make the first move...”

“It wouldn’t be bad, would it?” Adds Damon, to us as much as to his wife. “Having a dogfucker next door with an endless supply of dogs for afternoon delight with the wife...” The look on his face suggests many a fantasy of his wife and their neighbour sharing dogs.

Jolene takes over again, “But before I can think about other dogs ... I have to have ‘A’ dog ... So ... Er ... I hope you’ve brought one along...” She makes a big deal of looking up and down the street.

We cut to the end of the street, just around the corner, a man and his dog waiting to make their appearance. The dog is a big and powerful looking German Pointer – lean, mottled brown and white. The man is tall, thin and a little scruffy, in a surprisingly cool leather jacket. We’ve seen him before, but not for a while.

The man talks direct to camera. “Hello, I’m Greg, and this is Samson ... We haven’t been on the show for a while due to family commitments...”

We see a shot of Greg, with his partner Caitlyn (a slight but very pretty young woman) and Samson. She’s cradling a baby – they all look very happy together. The perfect UK of Zoo family.

“After Caitlyn gave birth to Jemma, she sort of lost interest in fucking Samson. I don’t mind that – I’m pretty right-on, you know ... Every woman has the right to have sex with a dog, and every woman has the right to say ‘no’ as well.” He looks down at the big happy dog by his side and frowns. “But I have to think of Samson too ... He has his needs. Problem was, Caitlyn didn’t like it when I took him to fuck other women either ... She got jealous ... Not because he was having sex with someone else, but because I was there with them. She didn’t like me being with another woman whilst she was having ‘fun’ ... And she didn’t want me coming on the show again, either ... That meant that Samson here wouldn’t be getting any fun at all ... And I can’t be having that. I’ve got to look after my boy...”

He looks down at the dog again, who looks up at him. “He got to put in an appearance last year at the Portsmouth Women’s Guild ... And he loved that ... Four women after a few months without any ... He was such a happy boy ... And I thought, he’s got to come back some more ... He deserves it ... Caitlyn made an ultimatum, I could either look after her, or I could look after Samson ... Well, I was with him for years before she came on the scene, and I only met her because of him ... So, I’m here with him now ... And with you ... She’s not going to like it when she finds out!”

He flicks the collar of his leather jacket up, and we hear the familiar tones of the Bee Gees “Staying Alive” rise on the soundtrack as he leads Samson around the corner and onto the street.

We cut back to Jolene and Damon’s front garden, the pair of them on their feet, holding hands, watching as Samson and Greg approach. We note that Jolene’s nipples are bullet hard and poking against her top, and Damon appears to have a bulge in the front of his jeans.

Greg arrives with the big Pointer and Jolene welcomes him with a hug and a “Hello...”, then drops down to make a fuss of the big dog – “ ... And hello to you ... Yes ... Hello to you...” She ruffles his neck and head, and he pushes forward against her, his head against her chest, then looking up to sniff and lick at her face.

Beside them, in the background of our shot, Damon is shaking hands with Greg, then he turns to interrupt the new ‘couple’, “almost shouting (using one hand to direct his voice toward next door)... “Well, we better go inside so no one can see you getting fucked by this huge dog...” He grins as if this is the funniest thing anyone has ever done. Jolene gives the dog one last ruffle around the back of his head as she looks up at him, “Berk!”

We cut to inside the house, in the living room, as Jolene laughs at something that someone has just said off camera – her wide mouth open and her little white teeth exposed. Greg and Samson are standing off to the side. Damon has taken up prime viewing position on the couch.

Our guest slips her loose top up and over her head, making a point of throwing it to (or at) her husband, who catches it and throws it to the floor beside him, not wanting anything to distract him from the action.

Jolene, with her top off, looks extra slim, but not skinny – a very ribby chest and a white bra filled with small boobs ... She reaches back to unhook it, letting it slip away to expose her small, wide, but inviting looking ‘dumpling’ boobs.

She sounds full of confidence as she unbuttons her shorts and lets them fall down her skinny legs, leaving her in nothing but a pair of white panties... “I’ve been waiting for this for years ... I’ve done it a hundred times in my fantasies ... I’ve masturbated so many times thinking about this exact moment ... Just me and the dog, no one to disturb us or get in the way...” She throws a smile over to Damon, who continues to grin. Then she continues, as she peels her panties off to expose her clean shaven pussy... “I can’t wait...”

She pauses for a second, naked in full frontal to our cameras. An agreeable sight – probably a little too pale and too skinny for some, but most will be happy, and Samson certainly isn’t complaining.

She looks from the camera to across to the dog – and just as she does, he’s released from his chain and rushes toward her - she doesn’t flinch. Dropping to her haunches and catching him as he arrives at her feet, letting out and excited giggle and grinning broadly. The force of his arrival knocking her back on her arse ... Knees in the air, dog between her feet as she catches and strokes his head and neck, gripping handfuls of short fur and flesh. Breathing harder the more real it gets...

Samson standing infront of her, but he’s so big that he’s also standing over her, pushing forward toward her, her face right infront of his ... Her offering her mouth, pursing her lips toward him, taunting him – tempting him...

He starts licking at her mouth and the dirty slut opens it wide and starts licking back – her tongue coming out and sitting on her chin ... Letting him lick over it, and deeper into her mouth – with the little lady making no attempt to block or slow him, until he gets to the point that he’s almost choking her – at which point she finally allows herself to fall back away from him onto her back on the floor...

He follows, wanting some more – but now she covers her face with her hands and pushes him away, letting out a little laugh as she does it. “No no no ... I need to catch my breath...”

In the background, Damon watches on, legs crossed, running a hand over his bald head, looking a little bemused.

Back to Jolene on the floor with the dog, letting him get close, then pushing him away again. “Do you want some more? Do you like my kisses? Dirty girl kisses... !” She giggles as she play-fights him off for a few more seconds.

“Dirty girl...” We hear Damon echoing from off camera.

Then she’s suddenly leaning forward, big mouth wide open again, letting the dog lick her face again – his big tongue slopping in and out of her mouth, deep inside – again ... Gagging when he goes too deep, again, and falling back a little but not fighting him off. Just letting him lick as much as he wants.

His tongue soaking her face – mouth, inside ... Her bringing her hand up to the side of his head, partially blocking our view...

Playing tongue tag – sticking hers out until he licks, then pulling hers back into her mouth ... Until he starts licking her face and mouth again ... And then when he stops, she repeats the process – allowing him to push her backwards a little, so that she is leaning back, holding onto him and tensing her stomach muscles to hold herself upright ... The dog keeps pushing pushing, licking and kissing, and she allows him to lay her down on her back...

As they continue to ‘kiss’, she lets her hands move over her pale flesh – finger tips running up her belly and over her ribs, tickling her pointy little nipples, pinching them a little – one hand staying on her small tit, the other drifting back down over her belly to between her legs – two fingers sliding straight over her clit and between her pussy lips, slipping in and out as she wanks herself to the feel of a dog’s tongue on her face and in her mouth ... Half laughing, half gasping as she tries to breath without choking on his tongue or drowning in his slobber.

It’s hard to tell whether she’s moaning or giggling due to the muffling effect of the dog’s tongue and her clear excitement.

We cut away to a shot of Damon, still sitting on the couch, watching on ... Fascinated. Offering a “Good girl...” as encouragement, but it’s unlikely Jolene has even heard him over her own moans and sighs, and the slopping of the dog’s tongue.

Back with Jolene and Samson as he finally backs away from her – figuring he’s licked all of the taste from her face and mouth, now wanting to try something else ... Swinging his big head over her body, hunting that scent she’s stirring from her pussy. She brings her hand up from her pussy to his nose and lets him sniff and snort at her wet fingers – he licks them once ... Then a couple of times, with sudden enthusiasm – and as he does she takes them back to her pussy, leading him to her honey...

She opens her legs wide – letting her knees fall sideways to the floor – her long legs combine with her slim body to make it a pretty impressive spread – as wide as we’ve ever seen on the show ... Which presents the hungry beast with an open buffet of a pussy. He drops his snout to her wide-open snatch and digs in – his long tongue sliding over the length of her slot, wide and warm ... And she immediately arches her back, grabbing both little titties and squeezing as she lets out a long, happy, gasp.

The dog continues to lick at her, dropping his chest to the floor, his hindquarters still in the air, as he tries to slide his long tongue into her cunt – seeking out new and interesting flavours within. Every movement, every slurping, slopping, wet sound accompanied by a moan or gasp from Jolene ... A writhe or undulation of her back, and another squeeze of her little tits.