And then there had been her own mother before her. As Paula had grown older she had come into contact with family rumors about her beautiful mother; some kind of scandal. After Paula's father died, her mother had a bewildering succession of lovers, but none had seemed to last. They wore out, it seemed, one after another.
And now was Paula's own daughter starting on this shameful road of unending physical hunger? Was this some genetic curse that descended in her family from mother to daughter?
My God, what was going on out there now?
Paula could see that the beautiful young teenager had raised her head from Danny's throbbing penis, a thin string of lubricating fluid trailing from her full young lips. She seemed to be beckoning to someone behind her, Paula couldn't see just who through the narrow knothole. Then Champ came into view, moving towards Patty, walking strangely. It was a moment before Paula could see what was the matter with him and then she saw it… yes, his penis was swinging beneath him like some kind of brightly tinted staff. Paula's mind reeled again. What she thought was happening just couldn't be happening. Then her daughter spoke and confirmed her worst fears.
"Here, Champ, here," she heard the now panting girl say, "get up here and fuck your Patty."
With her eyes wide in shock and her breath choking in her throat, the horrified mother watched the huge German shepherd quickly mount the trembling young girl as if he'd done it a hundred times before. Paula moaned softly to herself as she saw the glistening dog-cock ram mercilessly into her no-longer innocent daughter's pink young cunt, Patty's nakedly kneeling body jolting forward from the force of the inhuman impact. Paula groaned to herself again as she saw the handsome young Danny reach up with a gurgling groan and wrap his hands in her daughter's golden tresses, forcing her gasping mouth over his hard young cock. Paula had never seen anything like this in her whole life, and the fact that this was her own daughter she was watching wallow in every kind of lewd perversion drove the scene into her mind like a bullet.
The stunned woman's beautiful long legs weakened under her and she sank down helplessly onto the soft straw that covered the floor of the tool-shed. She was shaking all over, and her breath was coming in short gasps as the scene she had been watching began to affect her in the way that she knew so well. It seemed that a million butterflies had been let loose in the depths of her belly. She could feel the muscles in her thighs automatically contracting and a hot wetness starting high up between her legs.
She put her trembling hands over her ears in a futile attempt to shut out the depraved sounds pouting through the thin wooden walls. That was her daughter out there, that was her daughter! She mustn't give in!
But it was hopeless. Gasps of pain and pleasure filtered through her fingers and beat against her tortured ears. The sounds of flesh sliding wetly over flesh merged in her mind with the obscene pictures of struggling tangled limbs, smoothly naked flesh and thick dark fur. A tiny smoldering spark ignited up between Paula's thighs; she clamped them desperately together to try to make the lewd feeling go away, but the pressure only increased her agony.
As if in a dream her own hands began to involuntarily massage the straining whiteness of her full sensuous breasts through the material of her blouse, trapping the trembling nipples between fingers that kneaded and pulled until it felt as though the hardening pink buds would be pulled loose from the quivering mounds. She moaned and turned over on her stomach, pressing her erectly throbbing clitoris down against the floor attempting to relieve the fire that was suddenly raging out of control there. Once again she was becoming a helpless victim of her body's insatiable need.
Her hands burrowed against her will down between her body and the floor and groped at her hungrily throbbing vaginal mound. Her legs scissored open, the toes of her shoes scraping through the straw. She could now feel her own moistly palpitating pussy against the tips of her fingers which were drawing the narrow furrow open, exposing her pulsating cunt to the warm summer air. With a groan she sank her outstretched middle finger deeply into the hot, thinly bearded mouth of her femininity.
She held her breath, relieved for a moment, but only for a moment. The fire was beginning to burn more intensely now, demanding more to feed its lewd hunger. She inserted another finger, drawing her knees up to a kneeling position, with her buttocks high in the air. The sounds from outside were becoming more violent, and she crammed her fingers into her vaginal moistness in time to, the maddening rhythm of the dog's hairy body fucking against her panting young daughter's smooth young buttocks.
The pictures in the tortured woman's mind of the three bodies locked so lewdly together just a few feet away drove her on as she rocked back on her knees against her fingers, screwing them deeper into her cock-starved cunt. She could visualize that brightly glistening thick animal cock ramming its way into her daughter's tightly clasping little vagina, sinking through the soft blonde pussy hair like a greased iron pipe. She imagined the handsome young boy writhing ecstatically on the grass before the lewd bucking body of her daughter, his beautiful young cock plunging in and out of her sucking mouth.
Oh God, how she wanted those two cocks that were now defiling her daughter's shamelessly aroused body. Paula's hands became those cocks – and her own gasps began to match that of the racing bodies on the other side of the wall. She wanted what Patty was getting. She wanted to be fucked, to be split. Oh, how she would love to have that handsome young teenage boy crouched over her, ramming his thick young cock up into her hotly sealing passage.
The thought of those swollen penises so close made her realize that her fingers were not enough, she had to have more! But her fingers were all she had, so in desperation the kneeling young mother reached up over her quivering buttocks with her other hand and searched through the wet crevice before finally ramming her extended middle finger deep up into the tightly puckered anus nestled between her moon-shaped buttocks.
She gasped as in her haste a fingernail dug into the soft fleshy walls and sent a sharp stab of pain through her passion-wracked body. She held still for a moment and then took up the rhythm again, her body balanced by her head digging into the soft straw beneath. Her rounded breasts hung down and brushed sensuously against the straw-covered floor, the nipples swelling to an even greater hardness within her sweat-soaked blouse. Electric tingles of darting pleasure raced through her nerves as she pictured herself a part of the incredible trio locked together so near. If only she could join them… if only they'd fuck her too!
Her face colored crimson as she felt her orgasm coming, coming with a great roar. Frantic with lust, she rammed her fingers deeper into her hotly clasping cunt and anus. She hung for a moment teetering on the edge of release, her lushly ripened body vibrating… and then her white hot passion gushed from around her plunging fingers, covering her hand and dripping down like pearls onto the straw below. Just then a low male groan and a piercing female scream penetrated the thin wooden wall, signaling that her daughter's orgasm had a savage fury to match her own.
Then it was silent. Paula stayed on her hands and knees for a while, her buttocks still swaying in the air. She couldn't bring herself to withdraw her fingers from her still convulsing vaginal opening or her puckering little anus until the last dying throbs had gone from her body. She heard low murmurs from behind the tool-shed, then the whisper of clothing. There was a half-bark, half-whine from Champ, and then she could hear footsteps fading away in the distance. Paula's fingers slithered wetly from her satiated cunt, and she rolled limply over on her side, the ever-present guilt beginning to chew at her mind once again.