s3e20 - Carin (60) retired school head teacher from Birmingham

Series 3, Episode 20: Carin Basham

Pan around a large public park – grassed areas stretch away on either side of a concrete pathway. Dogs are running around together whilst owners watch on. It’s a brisk autumn day and the trees have already lost most of their leaves. The wind is whipping everything around.

We focus on an older woman standing on the path and watching the dogs running around. Her blonde hair (turning to grey) blows in the wind. Her friendly face is warm and approachable. She’s wearing sensible clothes for the cold conditions, not showing off too much flesh, but her shape tells us plenty about what’s hidden ... She’s a big woman – tall and relatively slim but with a huge pair of 38G boobs (yes, they’re THAT big).

She turns to face our camera and speaks with a loud, authorative voice (the voice stays clear and loud even when she seems a little embarrassed or shy).

“My name is Carin Basham, I’m 60 years old, and I’m a retired primary school head-mistress from Birmingham in England.”

We track along infront of Carin as she walks through the park. The way she’s talking, it’s hard to imaging that other park users can’t hear every work she’s saying. It looks like she may actually enjoy that possibility.

“I’ve been married forever, and we’re quite happy. I’ve got three grown up children, and eight beautiful grandchildren. My sex life is actually quite good ... I like it a little rough, and my husband is willing and able to meet my demands ... I got my nipples pierced for his birthday almost a decade ago – I love it when he pulls on the rings ... We’re not your typical granny and grandpa. But there’s some things even he can’t do for me ... I have certain ‘desires’...”

Specifically (we pan the camera onto some dogs running around in the park to our side) doggy desires?

She’s seen the dogs playing, she smiles and sighs. “Yes ... That seems to be the case...”

Tell us how that happened?

“Well, my daughter and her husband enjoy a night out every weekend. A night away from the kids – my grandkids ... So I babysit. Every week, an evening at their house.” She smiles as she thinks about those evenings. “Up until 8.30 it’s time with the grandkids, feeding, bathing, storytime ... But once they’re in bed, it’s just sitting around for 2 or 3 hours waiting for them to come home...” She smiles, demure and a little embarrassed about the story she is telling. “My daughter and her husband, they have a couple of dogs ... Big ones ... I must admit, maybe it was your show, or maybe it was just curiosity, but I started spending Saturday evenings fondling the dogs, trying to get them hard, if I got an erection from one of them I’d have a little suck ... I’d strip naked and try to get them to mount me ... Perhaps I’m too old, or they’re too old, I don’t know, but whatever it is, neither of them has ever mounted me, and I don’t like the idea of ‘dil-dogging’ ... I don’t want to use him, I want him to use me ... So, all I’ve done so far is suck on semi-erect dog-cocks...” She looks a little ashamed.

So granny is stripped naked, trying to have sex with the family dogs, whilst the grand children are asleep upstairs?

She smiles again. “Yes ... Disgraceful, isn’t it? The worst thing is, knowing the kids are up there, and that my daughter will be home at the end of the evening ... That just makes it even sexier for me. Then I go home to hubby and he hasn’t a clue that I’ve been trying to fuck a dog...”

How do you think they will react to you being on this show?

She considers the question. “I really don’t know ... At this point my desire to be intimate with a dog has outweighed my desire to not embarrass my family. It’s something I have to do.”

So what kind of dogs are we talking about?

“Wolfhounds ... I’ve read that they are too big for most women ... I’ve seen them half-erect, and I think I’d enjoy the challenge!!”

Well, we haven’t got a wolf-hound ... But we’ve got something we think you’ll enjoy all the same...

There’s a figure approaching – a tall and wiry man with long curly hair, with his hands in his pockets, leaning into the wind. Trotting along behind him...

Close up of a big, heavy sheath under a dog’s belly as it walks. Close up of a big pair of dogs balls, swinging heavy between a dog’s strong hind legs. Close up of big dog’s paws scrabbling on the pathway under foot. Close up of a huge dog’s head, mouth open, tongue out, drool and slobber on the jowls. Close up of a huge, fully erect, purple cock with little blue and red blood vessels criss-crossing its surface – a shot of things to come from a previous show. Pull back to a wide shot of the whole dog – the biggest of them all ... No words are required to introduce ... Dino! He’s almost dragging Bernard along.

Bernard looks up as he gets closer. Reaching out a welcoming hand to Carin, “Hello, I’m Bernard, and this is Dino, and I understand we have a job to do...” He smiles.

Carin appears to be a little lightheaded as she tries to talk to Bernard but can’t keep her eyes off Dino. She reaches out to stroke the dog’s huge head. “Yes, yes, quite ... I think I might have a ‘job’ to do too ... I hope so anyway.” She smiles a little nervous smile.

What do you think of him?

“He’s magnificent, isn’t he?” She says, trying to look into camera, but wanting to stare at the beast. “Huge.”

So, back to your place... ? Or would you rather step into the bushes?

Carin looks to the tree line at the edge of the park, then at the dog, as if seriously considering some open air action. Then smiles to camera and laughs a little, “I think, erm, I think we’ll go back to my place this time ... Maybe if I do it again I’ll go for outdoors.”

“That’s a relief,” chimes in Bernard, “I’m bloody frozen, I didn’t want to stand around watching him pound an old lady in the park...” He considers what he’s said. “Not that you look like an ‘old lady’ or anything like that.”

She smiles and waves him off. “Don’t be silly ... I’m not easily offended!” She looks toward the dog. “If I was ... I wouldn’t be doing ‘this’.” We watch as Dino squats down to take a huge shit on the grass.

Cut to the living room of Carin’s home. She is already, very matter of factly stripping off her top.

Dino is on the other side of the room watching her. Standing, then sitting, then standing. Big tongue hanging out of big mouth. He knows what it means when a woman begins to take her clothes off, but he’s not keen on the way Carin pauses between clothing items to chat about the temperature, or to check the time to make sure we’ve got long enough before her husband returns.

“The biggest problem with babysitting, “ she says, “when you’re trying to seduce your daughter’s dogs...” She places her blouse over the back of a chair. “Is that you spend half your time worrying that one of them is finally going to mount you, and then you’ll be interrupted by a child crying, or worse still, by a child coming down to ask for a drink and catching you at it... “ She imitates a grandchilds voice, “Nanny – what ARE you doing with the doggy!” She smiles. “Of course the problem has never eventuated...”

She unzips her skirt and lets it fall to the floor, leaving her in a big bra and bigger knickers. On show for the camera and crew alike.

She’s not fat – she’s just a large, healthy sixty-year-old. Tall, with weight, loose flesh, etc. Everything sags a little more than she’d like, but it’s not ugly.

“Now, the funny thing is, I find myself ready to surrender to this magnificent beast ... And I’m very much looking forward to it, but, alas, there’s no sense of danger that the children will come home early, or the grandchildren will come down and catch me at it...” She pauses, imagining being caught in the act, then has a happy thought, “I suppose I can look forward to the broadcast date – everyone I’ve ever known finding out the truth about me.” She smiles.

And the truth about you is... ?

She turns to camera and answers with the most honest and earnest face you can imagine, absolutely deadpan. “That I’m a dirty wannabe dog-fucker!” This would sound good coming from any woman, but from such a respectable lady ... It’s actually outstanding.

Then we’re watching as she flips the shoulder straps of her bra off, then unhooks the rear and lets her big boobs loose. They sag, 60 years of gravity kicking in, and she looks a little disappointed. “I wish I could do something about that...” Then it’s her knickers, the waist rolled down until they are almost sexy briefs, then slipped down her thighs, over her calves and off. She’s got a well-tended pussy, trimmed short and shaped neatly.

A few minutes later, she’s on her knees with Dino infront of her. “Good afternoon Dino, my name is Carin...” She reaches out to him in a mock-handshake and is surprised when he raises his paw to meet hers – he’s well trained for more than just sex. She laughs at it. “Marvelous ... A dog with manners ... A gentleman...”

She leans forward and strokes his side, pats him on his big shoulder as she looks around toward us ... And he drops and rolls onto his side, one hind leg rising into the air exposing his belly and the delights below...

Carin laughs, “Oh lord, he’s not THAT much of a gentleman, is he?” She rubs his chest. “Not subtle at all!”

She shuffles forward and runs her hand over his belly, over his sheath, gently down, round and behind his big ball sack. Gentle. A little smile on her face, she clearly finds this soothing for her as well as the dog. Whispers, to us, “I’ve done this before, of course ... But it never ceases to amaze me ... The way it makes me feel ... It’s not like anything else in the world ... To know that I’m playing with a dog’s testicles and penis...”

Dino lays still on his back as Carin moves from stroking to rubbing, then from rubbing to holding and jerking ... Everyone is silent, letting the old lady do her thing. No one wants to interrupt the moment.