God! Patty thought dimly, he's going to strangle her. He's going to cum in her mouth, and the hot, sticky stuff will choke her! He'll kill her! He'll kill her!
And as the horrified girl watched, Hank yanked his wildly jerking cock suddenly from her mother's sucking lips and held the huge red tip about two inches away from her face. With an expiring groan from his lust-contorted lips, his penis began spewing white hot cum directly into her wide-open mouth. The hard, quick spurts streamed from it like milk from a cow, filling her mouth to the brim, and the passion-crazed older woman swallowed voraciously, not wanting to lose a drop of the lust-inciting fluid. Her Adam's apple bobbed up and down lewdly trying to keep up with the wildly ejaculating sperm spewing into her face.
Patty groaned at the obscene picture of her mother's self-inflicted humiliation as Hank's cock throbbed out its last remaining spurts. Thin strings of the sticky white fluid ran down from the tip of his penis to her wetly glistening lips, linking them in an obscene spider-web of sexual connection.
Suddenly Patty's heart caught in her throat as Hank seemed to look directly at the window. She backed quickly away into the dark, her finger slipping wetly from her own vagina. Oh God, what if he saw me? she thought as she raced away from the house. She was dimly aware of Champ running at her side and felt reassured by his presence.
CHAPTER THREE
Patty headed instinctively for her favorite hiding place, a small open area padded with soft green grass and surrounded by a wild profusion of bushes. She always felt secure here, not because the place was inaccessible, but because she was usually able to hear people coming long before they could see her.
She flopped down on the grass, her knees drawn up, and cradled her head in her hands hoping the whirling confusion in her mind would somehow quiet down.
The confused teenager knew she should be shocked and horrified by the lewd and sinful scene she had just seen her own mother engaged in, but such rational thought was beyond her at the moment.
Twice tonight she had been brought near the peak of sexual fulfillment only to have it cut off before she had realized complete gratification. This was the first time in her young life that her virginal body had ever been so wildly aroused.
And she needed release!
Oh, God! she thought to herself, why hadn't she let Danny take her? The sadistic spectacle of her mother's humiliation had only added another dimension to her need.
She felt suffocated somehow, even though the night was not unbearably hot. She began to pull off her clothes as she had done many times before in this secluded place. She had never fully realized what she had done it for, only that there was something sensuously exciting about the feel of the wind's caressing her budding young body.
In a few seconds her clothes lay scattered in the clearing, and she collapsed backwards on the grass with a half-stifled moan of unfulfilled passion. Her unblemished skin shone like silver in the fight of the moon, and her tiny young nipples were standing out like two berries topping a bowl of cream. The fine blonde hair that barely covered her virginal young pussy was only a suggestion of a shadow in the eerie light. She began to rub the palms of her hands slowly and sensuously over her naked body, from the flat plane of her taut little belly to the tiny tips of her proudly up-thrust breasts. Her thighs ground together in a slow hypnotic rhythm, causing sharp new thrills to shoot lightning-like through her hungering young cunt.
Champ sat on his haunches about three feet away, obviously nervous. He started several little sharp motions forward but checked himself each time. This night had been full of new and strange emotions for him too. He had seen his beloved young mistress in a new light. They had been together ever since he was a puppy, and she was all he knew and loved. They had romped and played together; he had lain in her doorway as she slept, ready to protect her from whatever danger that might present itself. They had curled up together in sleep; he had licked her face in his happiness, and she had thrown her arms around him with the little laugh he knew her by.
But tonight had been different. He had seen her change as she lay on the ground with the young human. A strange passionate wildness had emanated from her that aroused some dark longing in his animal heart as he smelled the heavy pungent odor of her sexual arousal. He watched her now as she writhed on the grass before him, and a low half-whine, half-growl emanated from his throat.
At first Patty did not notice.
She had been letting the obscene images of her mother and Hank drift excitingly through her mind. She knew she was only putting it off. She knew that in a few seconds she would once again plunge her fingers deep up into her madly burning pussy and stroke in and out until blessed relief came. But she sensed somehow that it would never be the same as having a real penis thrust into her, to feel a domineering male body hovering over her, driving her to heights of passion that were possible no other way. Her fingertips were just sliding up her thighs, dancing teasingly over the soft curling hairs of her pubic mound, when she heard that strange sound come once again from deep in Champ's throat.
She looked around in surprise. The huge German shepherd had gotten to his feet and was approaching her. His massive head dropped once toward her loins, then he looked up at her questioningly. For a moment there was a blank look of surprise on the girl's face, which slowly changed to an expression of shameless lust as she remembered the ecstatic look on her mother's face as Hank had kissed her vaginal flesh. Nervously, she wet her lips and raised up on her elbows, her knees drawn up and wide apart. She nodded with her head toward her hotly throbbing vagina, then put her finger down and pointed to it.
"Lick it, Champ," she said in a hoarse whisper. The huge German shepherd lowered his head to the now panting girl's warmly perfumed pussy and began sniffing. His tail wagged and trembled as though he had found a bitch in heat. The naked young girl moaned in shock as the cold nose suddenly made contact with her tiny puckered anus. Then Champ's long warm tongue snaked out and licked wetly up and down the crevice around it, the tip burrowing slightly into the fleshy anal ring.
The erotic sensation was like nothing the lust-driven girl had expected; it was as if a bolt of fire had shot from her nakedly offered loins through her entire body. For a moment she tried to squirm away, but Champ moved forward and began greedily lapping the narrow pink slit up between her thighs. He ran his tongue wetly the full length of it, from the tight closed pucker of her anus, over the fluted pink edges of her cunt, and up to the tiny sensation bud atop her pubic mound. His great tongue spread through the soft, hair-covered swelling like a child's tongue licking an ice-cream cone. It flicked relentlessly between the girl's widespread legs stopping sporadically to curl its way deep into her most sensitive flesh. The beautiful young girl jerked spasmodically as she squirmed under her loyal dog's oral assault on her love-starved little cunt.
Patty looked down in amazement at that slithering thick tongue licking so thrillingly into her. She raised her hands, holding them in indecision for a moment above her squirming body, then dropped them to grasp the dog's ears. With a deep animal sound she lifted her knees even higher, until they were pressed against her breasts, and pulled his nose forward into her quivering vaginal lips. His long slippery tongue ran up her moist passageway like a red carpet of welcome being unrolled, and the sex-crazed teenager began trembling in a forbidden rapture as incoherent moans streamed from her lips. She pleaded with the big dog to lick faster and deeper and encouraged him with her wantonly writhing, upturned buttocks. Champ worked like a savage beast, some ancient rutting lust of the wild driving him.