s12e06: April Cisse (55) from Walthamstowe

We start this week’s show with establishing shots of an old factory unit - wide, two floors high, without windows ... Moving along the anonymous walls until we come to a sign that reads, “GOD’S JUNKYARD”.

We cut to inside, and find ourselves in a very funky art-space. Displays of large neon signs. The signs themselves forming the aisles that customers/admirers walk up and down. We move toward the end of one of the aisles, and find ourselves face-to-face with a familiar bald head and hairy round face...

It’s everyone’s favourite Cockney wide-boy ... Dennis Baxter ... Waiting for us in a pair of baggy jeans and a West Ham football top that clings to his beer belly and man-boobs. He looks completely out of place in the gallery.

He speaks in his regular, gravelly Cockney accent, “Hi ... I’m Dennis Baxter, and this – is ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’ ... This week, we’re in the nation’s capital, God’s own London town, to meet a lady who represents all the best elements of class, sophistication, elegance, beauty and, of course, perversion...”

We cut to watch an older lady approaching, dressed in layers of loose clothing, very bohemian – we can’t see her body, but from the way her clothes hang we can guess she’s in reasonable shape. Her hair is light on top, dark underneath, loose but styled. Her features sharp, mouth wide. She’s neither attractive nor unattractive.

Then we’re looking at the two of them standing together, facing the camera but turned in to face each other. Our classy, feminine guest opposite our fat, slobby host. She appears to find talking to him almost distasteful, but oozes confidence as she introduces herself in an educated, classy tone, drawing out some of the words in that lazy way ‘posh’ ladies often do. “Good eeeeeevening. My naaaaame is April Cisse.” She pronounces it ‘See-say’. “I’m 55 yaaaars old, I’m from Luuuuundon, and I’ve been denyyyyying who I reeeeeally am for decades.”

Dennis begins the interview proper, “So ... Tell me a story ... How does a classy, artistic lady like you end up on a squalid, dirty little show, with a fat cunt like me?”

April doesn’t appear the slightest bit shy about her confessions... “Well, I’ve aaaaalways been a little ‘out there’, really ... I come from a very wealthy familyyyy, and I suppose I’m something of the black sheep, even if I am – arguablyyyyy – the most successful...”

As she continues we cut away from her to see Dennis as he nods as if he gives a fuck what she’s saying, “My parents, my brothers, and my sister are all legal eagles ... All working in financial laaaw, in the City, but I always gravitated toward the aaaart world...”

Back to April. “I’ve been buying and selling art, and operating galleries, since the early eighties ... I indulged my love in art, and I indulged many of my aaaartists ... I’ve always been paaaaartial to experimentation, and frankly, I don’t see anything wrong with trying anything I fancaaayyyyyy.”

“And you fancaaaaay dogs?” Dennis interrupts, dropping his Cockney accent as much as he can for a second as she attempts to copy her guest’s vocal mannerism.

April pauses, as if offended that she’s been interrupted. “Well, of coooouurse ... I ‘fancy’ all of the bestial arts ... I think that it’s one of the most under-rated visuals in the world ... The sight of a woman, in all her natural gloooorrryyy, doing the most natural, yet un-natural acts in the world – flesh again furrrr, sophistication against animal instinct ... With the right lady, and the right animal, it really is an aaaartisitc statement...”

We can’t argue with a word she says. It’s the basis of our whole show!

“And are you the right lady?” Asks Dennis.

April looks at him like he’s an idiot. “Oh good Lord, no ... I’iiiim just a lady who wants to experience the act, so that I can appreeeciate the aaart from a newwww perspective.”

Our host looks genuinely confused, this is high concept for a boy from the East End. “So this is about the art rather than the sex?”

“My dear boy...” April’s tone is becoming super condescending. “ ... The sex IS the art ... Of course I’m here for the sex ... By having the sex myself, I will be able to appreeeeciate watching the sex more effectively...

Don’t you find you enjoy watching videos more since you started doing this?”

Dennis cocks his head to the side as he thinks, pantomiming the thought process, and then agrees, “Yeah, I suppose I do ... Now I know what’s really going on, I get how they’re reacting ... I see what you’re saying now.”

“Well, there you go ... Well done.” Condescends our smirking guest...

We cut to the gallery, a little later, the patrons and staff having departed – and our guest standing on her own infront of the camera, already beginning to remove her clothes ... Pulling layers up over her head, gradually revealing her body to the viewers and our crew.

She’s slim, with smallish boobs that are well spaced on her chest, her ribs stick out a little. She removes her front fastening bra, unclipping it and opening wide, letting those tits drop an inch ... Then her panties - pulling them out and over her hips – showing off her trimmed pussy - and then letting them drop down her slim legs to the floor.

Hands on hips, looking into our camera ... Naked, full frontal, and confident ... She looks her age, but still good.

There’s a short pause, then Dennis’s big Doberman Pincher, Casanova (the Third), bounces into the scene ... He’s had to sit off camera, watching April undressing, and he’s not a patient boy ... He’s full of energy, wound up and ready to rock as he winds around her legs and sniffs at her pussy.

April stares down at him, a wry smile as she watches him bounce around and sniff at her ... The more he fusses, the more amused she looks. After a while she looks up at the camera, then to the side at Dennis, and checks, “What do you have me do?”

We hear Dennis from off camera, “You’re the artist ... Make the art however you wish...”

We cut to a shot of April, now on her knees, facing away from our main camera, showing off an old but firm arse – beginning to bend forward, the crack of her arse opening a little to show off her tight little brown arsehole, then as her hands make contact with the polished concrete floor, crawling around to side-on – taking up a perfect doggy-position on her hands and knees. Old tits smallish, but still with enough weight to hang down and move as she does – her belly firm for an older lady, but with a bit of sag, Her arms and legs looking fine ... Raising her head to look straight forward, then holding the pose – as if she’s trying to be a part of the exhibit in her own gallery. Then ordering, politely, “Release the dog, please...”

To the side of the shot, Dennis is hunched forward, holding Casanova’s collar – he gives his boy one last pep talk. “Make it a good one...” and then releases him.

The big Doberman hurries right to the old slut’s rear end – sniffing and licking at her arse-crack – making her lean forward slightly - struggling to not react. She’s clearly set her mind to staying still and letting the dog use her ... He’s the paint, she’s the canvas...

He digs in – licking hard and fast, swiping his big wide tongue up through her arse-crack, over her arsehole, then starting against -over her pussy, up her crack ... Long, hot, wet strokes...

April may have aimed to remain still, but we can see that she’s already bending her back forward, pushing her belly toward the floor so that he pussy is pushed back between her thighs, being presented to the beast- who continues to lick, catching more of her hot snatch with every stroke. Making her arch her back a little more each time.

He twists his head from side to side, moving closer, slotting his tongue deeper and deeper into the old slut ... The deeper he goes the wider she lets her mouth hang open – still resisting the temptation to moan or cry out, just enjoying that warm, wet, slimy feeling of the long tongue sliding in and out of her snatch. Arching her back even further – and then, as the pleasure becomes almost too frustrating, pulling her behind forward, arching her back up instead of down...

Which Casanova takes as a signal ... Raising his head above her arse, pushing forward, up and over her, grabbing around her hips with his front legs, and pulling himself over and onto her back.

“OOOooohhh!” She gasps, losing control for a second as a moment of panic hits her – this is happening ... This is real ... She’s about to be fucked by a dog...

The big Doberman begins to stab at her rear-end – jerking at her, thrusting in short, sharp, bursts. Looking for his target, looking for that hole ... Hindpaws skipping around behind her legs, claws hitting the back of her calves, scraping over one, resting on the other.

His weight is on her back, pushing down on her, his legs around her, powering his weight into her. Thumping at her ... The tip of his cock poking against her pussy lips...

Shocked by the first contact, she jerks her hips forward, taking herself just out of his range ... But the dog follows her, hindpaws scraping forward on the smooth floor – looking for grip – his hindquarters still bending toward him, belly wrapping around her back, pulling up closer ... And then...

“OOoohhhhh!” She gasps, again – louder this time, more shock than panic as the beast begins to hammer into her – fast and nasty. Pushing deep, forcing himself into her flesh. His cock growing as he thrusts.

She’s obviously still trying to control her reactions, only occasionally letting out a sound when the dog hits her particularly hard, or at a bad angle ... The rest of the time she’s quiet, teeth together, breathing through it...

We move to a side-angle where we can truly appreciate what’s infront of us ... This older, classy, intelligent lady – full of herself before the scene began, but now full of dog-cock ... Her titties jiggling under her as she holds that four-point doggy stance ... The black dog on her back, almost as big as her, dominating her, pumping at her - pumping into her ... His arse moving so fast that it’s a blur – driving his cock in and out of her old snatch.

We cut to a behind-the-scenes shot, watching Dennis standing back amongst the camera-crew, arms folded across his chest, a slight smile. Proud as he watches HIS dog fuck the old slut, rather than simply enjoying watching an old slut being fucked by a dog ... We hear him making an off-microphone comment to one of the crew. “He’ll tie in a second...” – and that crewmember moves forward, dropping down beside them, reaching in under her belly, looking back and up between her thighs...

We cut to the low-angle camera ... Because of the angle of April’s body, her belly and mons pubis are hiding the actual penetration shot – but we can see the way her flesh is being shaken around, her belly is small, but a little loose, so jiggles just like her boobs – and back beyond her, we can see his balls shaking and swinging too.

Back to the wide-angle, the cameraman between us and the action – altering his position so he can reach forward, pushing the camera down lower, between her thighs – then back to the close-up again...

Looking up at her cunt as the cock rattles in and out. Shiny and fat. Drops of watery cum forming around her labia ... Gathering at the lowest point, and dripping from her flesh down past the camera.