s2e17: Natalie (25) footballer from Liverpool

We meet our next subject via a montage of her playing soccer. There’s a shot of a small stadium, a shot of an Everton FC badge, footage of her on the ball – tall and slim with short hair, her playing a pass, her sprinting after a loose ball and diving in two footed on an opponent, a shot of her being given a yellow-card, and finally, her training with her team-mates in an empty stadium.

At the end of the session she jogs over toward us. She’s a lean and powerful looking girl. Her short dark hair is somewhere between shaggy and spikey and frames a square jawed face with thin lips, a pointed nose, strong cheekbones. It’s harsh, but somehow still remains easy on the eye. She’s not a ‘pretty’ girl, but she’s healthy and has a natural glow about her.

She speaks with a strong Scouse accent, quite fast, too many words in her head.

“I’m Natalie Foulkes, I’m 26, and I used to play for Everton Women’s Football Club in the Women’s Premier League in England, but that ended last year ... Now I’m just playing Sunday league, and ... Now that I’m not a professional anymore ... I can’t resist the chance to have sex with a dog.”

Then we’re with Natalie as she walks around the training pitch talking direct to camera.

“I was always into sports more than boys. I played football with them, I didn’t want to go out with them. They were teammates, not boyfriends. I was never interested in sex. To be honest, I thought I just didn’t have any sex drive at all. I thought I was channelling it all into sport or somethin’...”

We switch to voice-over as we watch her playing keepy-up. Expertly juggling a ball on both feet, thighs, head...

“I had a few boyfriends, I tried sex, but it was always pretty boring. Physically okay, but no real thrill ... I even tried sleeping with a couple of girls at uni, just to see if I was a lesbian ... But that just felt strange ... Then your show came on tv, and I thought about dogs for the first time – and I got turned on, I think, for the first time ever.”

She loses control of the ball and kicks it away, smiling into the camera. Still speaking in voice-over. “And then I was hooked.”

Cut to: A team-mate. A short, powerful looking woman with long blonde hair. “Natalie told us she was applying for your show. We all had a good laugh about it, but I don’t think any of us were surprised. We’ve known her for over a year and she’s not had a boyfriend that whole time.” She’s asked something from behind camera. “No ... We all watch the show. Some of us are curious, some not. I’d never do it ... But she’s that kind of girl. No limits. If she wants to do it, she’ll do it. Fair play to her.”

Then we’re in the changing rooms at the club. Bare white walls, concrete floors and slatted wooden benches around the outside. There’s a shower block to the rear. The rooms are deserted save for Natalie and our camera crew. You might think it’s the middle of the day, right after those external shots were filmed, but it’s actually the middle of the night – we can’t risk having any other teams walk in on us.

She unzips her tracksuit top, removes it and hangs it from the hook behind her. Then grabs her skin-tight training shirt and peels it off over her head, revealing a small chest in the tightest, most pointless sports bra you’ve ever seen. She pauses whilst she unties the chord of her jogging pants, then pulls them down too to reveal white knickers, firm arse, long slim legs, nicely toned. She may no longer be a pro sportswoman, but she’s clearly kept her fitness regime up. She pauses, affording us a good look at her toned athletic body – lean and somewhat mean. White knickers and grey sports bra.

“I’ll show you more, but don’t get your hopes up, there’s not much more to see...” She jokes as she grabs the bottom of the bra and pulls it up over her head. Her tits are small. Not flat, but barely there, with pencil eraser nipples that jump to attention as soon as the cold air hits them. She puts the bra on the bench behind her and plays with her boobs, rubbing and squeezing them hard. Enjoying it. Giving signs that she likes it rough. “I like my little tits. Some of the girls have big boozies, bouncing around when they’re trying to play, looks exhausting, I’m happy I don’t have to carry any extra baggage around ... It’s only the nipples that matter anyway, that’s the fun bit.”

There’s a brief pause whilst she stands there in her panties and a half smile, pinching her nipples a little. Waiting.

Then we hear footsteps and the sound of paw on concrete and the chunky shape of Gay Eddie enters the rooms, clearly unimpressed by the cold concrete and breeze blocks, the bare benches and metal hooks. Paddy pads in behind him, apparently picking up on his owner’s vibe, not impressed – until he spots the topless figure waiting for him ... He turns his head on its side, seeing this boobless, strong thing ... Then she smiles at him and he perks him right up.

Eddie smiles when he sees her as well. “Oooh, my favourite kind of girl ... Small boobs and a strong body ... Don’t take this the wrong way dear, but you could almost be a 16 yr old boy!” He smiles and giggles, as does Natalie. “You’re not the first man who’s told me that!!” She replies.

The ice broken, she bends forward to stroke the big red Irish Setter. “Hello boy...” Reaching out toward him with both hands, rubbing both sides of his face. She’s clearly very comfortable with dogs, some of our girls are nervous to touch the animal’s right away but she’s diving right in. For his part the dog is also very friendly, sniffing at her crotch immediately, sensing that this one is really up for it. “He’s not that subtle, is he?” She jokes.

She continues to bend forward and stroke the dog, moving back from his face to his body.

“What’s his name?” She asks Eddie as she works along the dog’s body.

“This is Paddy. He’s my beautiful boy, and he’s just turned 4 years old.” Eddie states with pride.

Natalie looks from the dog to Eddie as she crouches down beside the dog and begins to rub his belly. “Is it okay if I just dive in here ... I’ve been waiting a long time to do this...”

“Oh Lord, dear, you don’t need to waste a second. Do as you wish, he’ll not fight you off.”

Natalie’s hand wanders down his side and under his belly. She focuses hard as she feels around and starts to rub his sheath. His cock growing quickly, the lipstick tip showing in seconds. Paddy leans against her side, pushing against her, trying to impose his dominance over her as she gets a grip on his meat and starts to jerk him to a full erection.

Eddie sits next to Natalie as she continues to stroke the dog’s cock. “Now, my dear, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do – but I’ll tell you all the things Paddy likes to do, and you can do whichever you please...”

Before he has a chance to suggest anything, she’s already way ahead of him. “Does he like to lick pussies? I’ve always wanted to feel a dog’s tongue on my pussy...”

Eddie waves her on and she sits back on the bench, spreading her thighs and hooking the gusset of her panties to one side revealing thin, almost internal pussy lips – a neat little coconut of a pussy. Very well tended with a waxed little Brazilian landing-strip of hair.

Paddy needs no invitation – diving in and licking at her. His tongue hitting the mark right away and making her gasp, “Oooohhh fuckin’ hell, that’s amay-zing...” She breathes through it, trying to control her excitement as the big dog goes to work. Inside, outside, hot and wet, slipping between her lips and over her clit.

He stops and tries to mount her, but she pushes him off and pats her pussy again. “No ... Not yet, finish this ... Lick this...” Then she smiles broadly as he goes back to work on her pussy.

With one hand on his head, encouraging him to keep licking, she pulls her panties down with the other, and shuffles out of them. Arching her back and breathing harder as he digs deeper between her pussy lips with that magnificently long, hot and slick tongue. Gasping as his cold nose touches her clit. “Fuuuurrkkk!” as his tongue drags over it for several long strokes. Then he stops and tries to mount her again, and this time she wants it. “Do you wanna fuck me, boy? Is it time, is it?”