Date: Sun, 3 Aug 2008 14:54:46 -0700 (PDT) From: Victoria Subject: Knottingwood 18 And now, the dream... "Mother! It's terrible! Absolutely terrible!" "What's so terrible, Brittany?" Brittany, my sixteen-year-old daughter had just rushed into the kitchen of our ultra-modern ranch home, built just a few years ago in 1959. It looked as though she had been crying - her face was red and her eyes all puffy. Despite the fact that she was upset she looked so pretty in her starched white cotton blouse and her blue plaid skirt! Whatever could be wrong? We had moved to this lovely subdivision, she and I and her father, my handsome husband Max Manley. Max had always been such a good provider, and was such a powerful man. Yet despite our suburban bliss here was my dear child in tears! "It's Jeff, Mother! He won't take me to the prom!" "What? A pretty girl like you? For heaven's sake why not? Sit down here at the table and tell Mummy all about it, dear!" Brittany and I sat at the lovely chrome kitchen set, decorated in red, with gray geometric accents. It was SO modern, and all of my friends were so jealous of our furnishings! "Well, after school Jeff gave mea ride home, and we stopped for a bit at the park to talk, and you know..." "No I don't know...were you naughty, dear?" "Well we were kissing and stuff! Jeff is a really great kisser, and he was putting his tongue in my mouth and I was swooning from desire for him..." "Brittany, haven't I talked to you about petting, and what is, and is not, acceptable?" "Yes, Mother of course, but while we were kissing Jeff put his hand under my skirt before I knew it!" "Brittany this is hardly acceptable behavior - and to think Jeff's mother serves with me on the PTA refreshment committee!" "Mother, Jeff won't take me to the prom because he says I have a cock!" "A what?" "Oh Mother, you know...a penis!" "What! That's ridiculous! You have a clitoris just like me, honey! How could he say such a thing?" "I don't know, but my life is ruined!" Brittany jumped from her chair and sat in my lap, hugging me and crying. I could feel her breasts pushing into mine, and I hoped she wasn't crushing the pretty floral print dress I was wearing! It was rather a special night - Max and my wedding anniversary - and I had worn my best dress as well as my frilliest undergarments in hope that my husband and I would be making sweet love this evening! As we hugged I tried to comfort her. I was shocked though to see something poking around under her skirt, and tenting the pretty blue plaid. My, but she has an active clitoris! I kissed Brittany and tried to reassure her all was well. "Honey, Daddy will be home soon, and we'll ask him about this! He's a man, he'll know what to do! Now go dry your tears and put on something pretty. I'm making a pot roast and roasted potatoes for dinner." Brittany went off to her room and I returned to my stove. Goodness, a penis! Where did that rude boy get such an idea! I had half a mind to call his mother, but I thought it might be premature. I just began to heat up a can of creamed corn on the stove when Max came in the back door. He looked so handsome in his new suit, a rather trendy shiny material with a handsome thin silk tie. His hair was impeccable as always, greased and firmly in place like the captain of industry he was! Max came up behind me and snuggled against me! Oh, he felt so good! His rough facial stubble tickled my cheek as he gave me a kiss, and I moaned. With one hand he lifted up the hem of my floral dress, and the two layers of clips beneath. With his other hand he reached over to an open can of Crisco on the counter. He shoved his fingers in, and then he roughly pushed aside my pale pink satin panties to find my pussy. He stuck two fingers in me right away as I moaned. I could feel his hardness against me! His fingers penetrated my opening and began thrusting in and out of me. He soon added a third finger and bent me over by the waist, my skirt up over my back, and my slips and panties askew. "Mmm. Mrs. Manley you've got a tight little hole!" "Max, please! I'm just finishing dinner...your favorite - pot roast and roasted potatoes!" Max withdrew his fingers and let me compose myself as his thought went from sex to his stomach. His assault left me a bit excited and my sweet little hole felt all juicy and sticky. "Max, you'll need to deal with Brittany! Her boyfriend Jeff has made her cry - telling her he won't take her to prom because she has a penis!" "Oh really? Well I'll take care of this honey - don't you worry! We don't want our little princess all upset, do we?" As Max trudged off to deal with Brittany I looked down to see that he had left muddy footprints all over my clean floor! I filled my bucket with hot water and pine sol, put on a new pair of living gloves, and got down on my hands and knees to clean up the mess. Dinner was almost ready. Down on the floor, on my hands and knees, I began at one end of the kitchen and started to clean up the mess my husband had left for me. A woman's work is never done, is it? My dress was rather short, as was the modern style, and in this position I could feel air as my bottom was a bit exposed. Oh well, it would only take a few minutes to clean up this mess. I wondered if the seams on my French stockings were straight - I had taken great care in that when I attached them to my white garter belt! About half way across the floor I felt Max fiddling at my panties again, and poking around. "Max please!" Wait a minute! Those weren't fingers, it was a snout! Someone had let our dog Sparky into the house! Sparky was a large mutt that Max had brought home a few months back. The dog was very active, and Max said he hoped to breed him someday. Why anyone would want to breed a mutt like him, I'll never know! Sparky was a bit of a pest and I rarely allowed him in the house. He had a disgusting habit of trying to hump my leg whenever he could, leaving a sticky mess all over my stockings. Max always just laughed about it. Before I could do anything about it Sparky had torn off my pretty panties and had his tongue deep inside my hole. I cursed Max for letting the dog into the house, as well as lubricating my pleasure hole with the Crisco from the counter. The tongue felt divine! I know it's wrong of course, but it feels so good to be eaten like this...Max hadn't eaten me like this for ages! I allowed it to go on for just a minute or so, and shaky and weak I tried to stand up and stop what was happening. Unfortunately Sparky had other ideas! "Sparky, no! Bad dog!" Before I could stand up Sparky jumped on my back and was trying to breed me! This just couldn't be happening! It was my wedding anniversary...and while I was expecting to be mounted it was to be my husband, and not the family pet! With a lunge Sparky was inside me! I never felt such pain before! Sparky must have inserted nearly twelve inches of his painfully hard canine penis inside me! I began to cry out as Sparky began to thrust in and out of me! "Max Darling, come quick! I need you!" All I could hear was Brittany giggling in the other room and Max laughing wickedly. What on earth were those two up to? Soon I felt an incredible thickness pushing against my hole, trying to get inside me. The pain was incredible! I began to cry and scream out for help! The thickness kept bouncing against my opening, and then somehow it slipped inside me! I could feel Sparky's penis swell to even bigger proportions and he began to make love to me with an even higher intensity! Finally, my screams brought Brittany and Max into the kitchen. They were greeted by the sight of me on all fours, my head down on the checkered asbestos tile. I was drooling and the dog had his legs wrapped around my waist! My pretty clothes were askew, and the dog was humping me for all he was worth! "That's it Sparky, fuck the bitch! Get yourself some asspussy!" "Max, what are you saying? You want him to be violating your wife like this?" "Hell yes, there's more than enough sissy cunt to go around in this house!" "What are you saying Darling"" I looked to the side to see Max and Brittany, both nude. Max was pushing his big penis into Brittany who was bent over our chrome kitchen table. From my position on the floor I could see Brittany's clitoris, at least what I thought was a clitoris...it was nearly eight inches long and dripping! "Honey, Jeff was right about our little Brittany here...she does have a penis...and so do you - although yours is so small no one could consider it a real cock! Brittany has been fucking Daddy for a few months now! Why do you think I've been giving that twat of yours a break? I've been getting all of the ass I need - and a tighter one I might add - right from our little sissy daughter! Why do you think you were unable to bear a child and we adopted? You were born male, Victoria!" I gasped from shock, and from the feeling of Sparky beginning to squirt deep inside me! The squirting became more insistent, and he filled me with his dog sperm as I watched Max fuck my dear Brittany senseless! "Ooh Daddy, fill me up! Make me feel good! Use me for your pleasure!" "Don't worry, sweetheart! Daddy's gonna breed you good, just like Sparky here is breeding your mother. Things are gonna be changing around here from now on! Now that you two bitches know your place around here Sparky and I are gonna be quite contented males! I'll have a talk with that Jeff, he'll come around when he has a taste of your hot ass and mouth, Brittany! Don't you worry about a thing, Daddy knows what's best!" How could such a thing happen, in such a lovely home, in such a lovely subdivision? I just hoped we could keep this aberrant lifestyle from affecting my involvement in the PTA, and that Brittany would remain the popular teenybopper everyone loved!