s3e3 - Madeline (31) housewife from Liverpool

Series 3, Episode 3: Madeline

So far in this series we’ve had a skinny emo teenager with big boobs, and a slightly overstuffed punky blonde ... We’re due a good looking lady – and here she is...

We focus on a married couple walking hand-in-hand along the Albert Dock in Liverpool.

She’s short and very pretty without being stunning. The kind of lady who looks good in the street but would disappear if you stood her next to a model. Her long and thick reddish brown hair hangs way below her shoulders, and her big black coat gives no indication to what kind of body she might have.

Her husband is much taller, and much much wider, with a big bushy beard and a lot of dark hair. He’s got a big coat on too, but it’s pretty obvious that he’s a big guy under that.

They’re obviously very much in love.

She speaks in voice-over as they walk. Her Scouse accent is soft, nicely spoken, and has a pronounced lisp. “My name ith Madeline Dyer, I’m 31 yearth old, I’m married to Nick. He ownth a bar in the middle of Liverpool. I uthed to work behind the bar, but he preferth to keep me away from the animalth, ath he callth them ... But today, I’ll be getting clother to a real animal than I’ve ever been.”

Cut to the pair of them in close-up. The Mersey River behind them. Nick smiles as she talks.

Madeline - “My main reathon for doing thith today ith Josh ... He’s a fantathtic fella, and he’th alwayth been turned on by dogthex videoth. He’th been begging me to come on your thow ever thinth it began.” She grabs Nick’s arm and holds him close as she makes a joke, “I’ve been having thex with thith big teddy bear for yearth, tho a dog thouldn’t be anything too thcary!”

How will you feel if the customers at your bar see the show?

Nick speaks with a deep voice. Even speaking quietly, it rumbles. “I’ll be showing it at the bar. I’ll make an evening of it. Get Maddie to work behind the bar again, let everyone see what a special one I’ve got. I know I’m the luckiest man in Liverpool, everyone else should know it too!”

And we’ll be shooting the scene IN your bar, is that correct?

“Yes, I want to be able to point over at where they do it and tell everyone in the bar that ‘that’s where my beautiful wife got fucked by the dog!”

And how do you feel about that, Madeline?

Madeline shrugs, cracking a little smile. “I feel good ... I like that he’th proud of me. I only want to make him happy.”

Cut to – outside “TRIPLE FANTASY”, a trendy looking winebar in the middle of Liverpool. Nick unlocks the doors and we follow him in with a handheld camera, passing three big framed paintings on the wall, one of Beatles legend John Lennon, one of Liverpool legend Steve Gerrard, and one of legend in his own mind Nick ... Nick tells us that, “Maddie painted these ... She’s brilliant, isn’t she?” We don’t argue, the pictures are all very accurate.

Into the bar, Nick turns the lights on and the whole room is lit up ... Madeline walks to the middle of the floor, turns to face us and holds her arms out as if to say, ‘Here we are!”

Nick points to where she’s standing. “I fell in love with her right on that spot ... We’ve got a bit of a tradition here, like an initiation. Our bar manager is a lesbian and an exhibitionist, and part of her bonus is that she gets to fuck all the new bar staff ... She only hires girls she finds attractive ... So I’m watching Maddie and her going at it, right there on the floor, they were doing a 69 right there, and there was something about the way she looked going down on Andrea ... I must have seen a dozen girls doing that, but none of them made me feel the way I did watching Maddie...”

Madeline is grinning and looking shy at the same time. “I like to think I’m good at thex – I’m very energetic ... I like it. I have a very thenthative puthy, it doethn’t take much to get me off...”

And do you think a dog will get you off?

Madeline and Nick look at each other and exchange evil little grins. “If he’th a big dog and he lathts more than a minute I’ll be in heaven...”

Fade to a black screen. Pause. Then the beat kicks in. An instrumental cut of Staying Alive, by the Bee Gees. Fade up and there’s Mr Stamina himself – Samson ... He’s walking proudly, head held high, the video edited so that he’s perfectly in step with the music.

His big mottled brown and white body, those long legs, his huge head and paws, tongue hanging out. A happy beast, but a damn frightening one too.

With him, consciously walking in time with the beat, Greg his young owner, with a pep in his step, looking pretty cocky. He speaks rather than sings... “You can tell by the way he uses his walk, that he’s a woman’s dog – no time to talk ... Music loud and women warm, he’s been fucking them since he was born...” He smiles at his own lyric, then shrugs and moves on with his introduction. “This is Samson ... He’s a 6 year old German Pointer, and an expert lover of ladies ... Me and Samson here, we’re looking for love in all the right places ... And here’s one of those places now...” Cut to Triple Fantasy, after dark, with a bar full of patrons. ‘Staying Alive’ is playing over the bar’s sound system and everyone appears to know what’s going on. Although it’s not a strip club and doesn’t traditionally have dancers, everyone has cleared the floor to make room for Madeline, who is performing a dance, and already stripped to her underwear.

She has a tight little body and surprisingly large boobs which wobble and jiggle in her bra, threatening to jump out with every move she makes. She tries to look sensual, but every time she turns to face the bar she can see Nick and cracks a smile.

She’s a pretty good dancer, and even the ‘off’ steps are fine, because we (and the bars patrons) are just happy to see her clothes coming off. She smiles to herself, and to the crowd, as she reaches behind her back to unhook her bra, removing it in tantalising stages – not letting us see her naked chest until the last possible moment. Bra off they look pretty damned good too! Full and natural, sagging a little under their own weight, but looking as good as a 31 year old’s tits can look – which is pretty bloody good!

She spins around, fingers running through her long hair, her chest out - moving closer to the crowd, some of whom reach out to grope her boobs. She doesn’t stop them, making an effort to present those puppies to anyone who wants to cop a feel. Male and female – everyone likes a nice pair of boobs!

She shakes her finger and backs away to the middle of the floor, then when she’s absolutely positive that every eye in the room is on her – she pulls her panties down around her ankles, then steps out and kicks them across the floor toward Nick. Her pussy is a perfectly trimmed little landing strip, barely an inch wide. Dark, unlike the reddish brown on her head (and over her shoulders).

She’s an impressive sight – she could make a living at this ... So impressive in fact that no-one has noticed Samson and Greg arriving and slipping in behind the crowd – even though Samson is dancing around, excited rather than scared by the loud music. But now they see him as Greg unhooks him from his chain and sends him toward the naked woman...

Madeline sees the dog coming and skips backwards a little, her broad smile cracking into a short, excited laugh. “Oh God... !” She giggles. The patrons standing around in a circle have gone very quiet, and the music has ended too, so everything that is said, every noise that is made is suddenly quite clearly audible.

She drops to her haunches, knees out wide, and leans forward to stroke and fuss over the big German Pointer. His short brown and white hair and muscular body next to her tanned flesh and curves. He’s pushing his big head against her, sniffing her, trying to lick her. She’s not keen for a kiss so tries to keep her face away from him.

He suddenly moves forward, half rearing up to mount her – from infront – but ultimately just knocking her backwards and over onto her back. She tumbles down and ends up with her legs spread. Samson sees his chance – burying his face in the most oderous part of her anatomy. The sweet smelling and quite delicious looking pussy...

She laughs, his tongue tickling her as much as thrilling her – for now ... He buries his snout in there, his hot tongue working her cunt like a professional. Her giggles soon turn to gasps and she spreads her legs wider and wider to allow him full access to her wet snatch. Her fingers holding the top of his head, gently, she likes touching fur whilst this is happening.

The patrons close in just a little to watch what she’s up to next. Likewise, Nick is using his vantage point to get the best view possible of his diminutive wife with the oversized beast.

Building toward the inevitable orgasm – closer every second, every lick, every wet slopping sound as his tongue slops back into his mouth between licks ... She only needs a few more seconds of his hot tongue ... Breathing hard, trying to control herself ... Her big tits sitting on an ever expanding rib-cage as she draws in more and more air ... The dog’s tongue driving her to distraction. Wet, sloppy, hot ... That noise – tongue on pussy, tongue back into mouth, slop slop slop ... It’s enough to send herto heaven ... She finally gives in to the feeling and allows an orgasm to explode right through her body. Feeling the buzzing, tingling heat of pleasure all over her skin.