Fall of a MILF: A Submissive Tale

ProudMom: I'm telling the 100% truth.

QueenM: That's damn impressive!!!

I felt so damn good about myself! I was impressing an 18-year-old.

QueenM: Well a deal's a deal... my pet.

A moment later a picture popped up in chat and my jaw dropped. She was in this sexy pose on a bed showing off her body in nothing but a matching pink lace bra and panties and beige pantyhose. The photo was cropped just below the neck... enough for me to know she was a shapely big-busted blonde but that's it.

Now I've been straight my whole life but looking at this picture of her in that pose I couldn't help but notice how hot she was... and the slight tingle that suddenly occurred between my legs.

These feelings only confused me more.

ProudMom: Oh wow!

QueenM: That good huh?

ProudMom: Sorry, but yeah, you're so beautiful and your underwear look so sexy and naughty... plus I love nylons.

QueenM: Well, thank you.

I was just staring at that picture almost unable to look away when she messaged again.

QueenM: So you like nylons?

ProudMom: My husband loved them.

QueenM: Loved?

ProudMom: Yes, he passed away a few years ago.

QueenM: I'm sorry.

ProudMom: Thank you.

QueenM: Do you usually wear them?

ProudMom: Every day.

QueenM: Delicious.

I flirted.

ProudMom: Why thank you!

QueenM: Hmmmm... oh if I was there, you would find out what delicious really tasted like.

My pussy juice gushed into my panties at the blunt words... which was ludicrous since I was straight.

ProudMom: Blush.

QueenM: Oh you would be more than blushing. You would be gasping!

ProudMom: I can't believe we are having such a conversation.

QueenM: I'd love to continue this, but the reality is I have to get to bed.

It was weird, but I was feeling sad that this intimate conversation was coming to an end.

ProudMom: Alright... will you be able to talk tomorrow?

QueenM: Of course I will for my good girl.

I felt that electricity go through me again at being called a 'good girl'.

QueenM: But till we talk again, I have something for you to do tomorrow. I want you to wear a skirt that goes to mid-thigh above your knees, and a white blouse.

I read that, thinking it wasn't too hard.

QueenM: And under that, I want you in some sexy underwear and matching bra. And the final touch is your blouse has to be unbuttoned enough to show off those amazing tits of yours.

I was blushing quite a bit. My husband used to dress me up just like that when we were going out, but I hadn't worn anything that showcased my breasts since he'd gone.

ProudMom: I can do all that.

QueenM: That's a good girl. Now I have to go; good night.

Then she logged out.

I got up and went and grabbed my clothing for tomorrow, feeling kind of excited at both of my goals for tomorrow: to obey and to be a Barbie girl.

I then ignored the burning in my pussy and went downstairs to check on Hailey, who was on the couch watching television.

"Hailey, it's almost time for you to go to bed," I said.

"I know mom. When my show is over I'm off to bed."

I went over and hugged her and kissed her good night before I went upstairs to get ready for bed. Once in bed, I tried to fall asleep, but my pussy was still burning and I was horny as hell. I rolled over and reached into my nightstand and pulled out my best friend for the past couple years, a 7 inch vibrating dildo.

I kissed and sucked it, thinking of my late husband while rubbing my vagina. Once I was ready, I rubbed my dildo along my folds a few times before I slowly pushed it inside my heated pussy.

As it went deeper inside, I let out a soft moan and held it still for a bit, allowing the buzzing to tease me as I thought about my husband.

I began slowly fucking myself until I heard Hailey walk past my room.

I bit my lip as I kept fucking myself, not wanting Hailey to hear her mother getting off.

My orgasm building quickly, I couldn't control my moans completely as I furiously fucked myself with my toy.

And as my orgasm got close, I was no longer thinking of my husband and his big cock, but of QueenM.

I was on my bed and she was in Canada, but she was now between my legs licking my pussy.

"That's it, you're such a good girl," she purred as she licked me.

"Oh yes, keep licking me," I moaned as my orgasm was about to erupt.

"Does my good girl want to come?"

"Yes," I moaned loudly.

"Come, my pet, come like the sexy slut you are," she ordered.

And I did, screaming "Holy shit," as my orgasm ripped through me with an intensity I'd almost forgot an orgasm could have.

My body quaked and quivered as cum flooded out of me the moment I pulled the vibrator out.

"Mom, are you okay?" Hailey asked, sounding worried, and just outside my door.

I stammered, "Yes, I just stubbed my toe."

"Oh, okay," she said, sounding relieved.

"Good night, honey," I said, a slight tremor in my voice as my orgasm continued its lengthy journey through me.

"You too, Mom," she said.

I lay there and just relaxed... my entire body spent.

I realized that I had just come from fantasizing about a girl. It felt weird and strange, but it slowly faded as I drifted off to sleep even as the last remnants of the orgasm lingered.

.....

The next day, a Thursday, I woke up early as I usually do, but for a weekday I felt more energetic than normal and almost jumped out of bed as I went to take a shower. I don't know if it was my great orgasm, the reawakening of my libido, the strange conversations last night or the task I was to obey, but I was giddy and feeling refreshed.

When I finished showering, I got dressed the way QueenM had ordered me to. As I dressed in the sexier than normal attire, I felt a tingle between my legs, and I felt twenty years younger as I admired myself in my full body mirror. The blouse showcased my breasts, as did the skirt my hips and ass, and the mocha thigh high stockings my legs. I looked really hot and wondered what the men and women of the office would think of my new look.

I unbuttoned one more button, exposing a generous amount of cleavage that really allowed my voluptuous breasts to be the center of attention. The mirror showed me that my nipples were hard and obvious poking through the lacy black bra behind the semi-translucent white fabric. I felt sexy and naughty, like a hot woman.

I glanced at the clock and realized I hadn't awakened Hailey.

I went to her room and knocked. There was no answer. I knocked again and still nothing, so I poked my head in and she was still asleep. I went inside to wake her, but as I got closer I realized, to my surprise, she had gone to bed completely naked and had kicked the covers off. I stopped halfway into her room and stared at how perfect her lithe young body was... very dissimilar to QueenM's, but beautiful and sexy in different ways. While QueenM had generous curves in an athletic way, Hailey was fit and trim, very like a delicate track star. The pale, flawless skin of her naked butt was the same as the surrounding area, making it obvious she hadn't spent any time sunbathing last winter. It was a lovely ass, and I had to remind myself it was my daughter's, and restrain myself from reaching for it.

I shook my head at my lascivious thoughts and went over to wake her up. I sat on the edge of her bed just as she rolled off her stomach and onto her back, her small but perfect tits now pointing at me.

For some reason I couldn't help but think how perfect they were. I was shocked to see that her pussy was completely shaved. 'When did she do that?" I pondered. Followed by, 'Why did she do that?'

I put my hand on her shoulder and started to shake her and call her name. She slowly woke up but almost didn't hear me. So I shook her again and watched as her perky tits shook in response.

She mumbled, as she finally opened her eyes, "Weird dreams."

"Do you always sleep naked?" I asked.

Her eyes widened as she noticed she was indeed naked and that her Mom could see everything. She reached down and pulled the blankets over herself. "I, um, well, I...."

I stood up, knowing she wanted me to leave. "It's 7:15. I'll get your breakfast ready," I said, when she finally opened her eyes again. As I went to leave, I noticed a strange looking massage wand on the floor... I wondered where she bought it and what she was using it for.

As I went to the kitchen my head was spinning:

Why was my daughter sleeping naked?

Why and when did my daughter shave her pussy?

Hmmmm, I should shave my own pussy.

What was that massage wand for?

Why did I pause so long checking out my daughter?

Why had I wanted to touch her ass?
Why was my pussy so wet in my thong?

I had no answers for these questions as I distracted myself by making eggs, bacon and toast for Hailey and me.

As I finished I called out, "Breakfast is ready."

Hailey surprised me once more when she came downstairs and was wearing a cute blue sundress, way shorter than her usual attire, and thigh high stockings; I could see the lace tops as she walked down the stairs. Her narrow neckline swept low enough that it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra... not that she needed one. I could see the slight swell between her small, trim, pale breasts.

I was about to ask her what the occasion was for such a cute outfit, especially the thigh highs which would be visible every time she sat down, but she spoke first, noticing my own attire, so much less conservative than normal. I felt like her eyes were almost caressing my generous cleavage, which was displaying far more than a slight swell.

As she looked me over, she asked, "So what's the occasion?"

I just smiled "just thought it would be nice to dress up for once."

"Me too," she said, although she looked slightly uncomfortable.

"Where did you get the dress?" I asked.

"I borrowed it from a friend," she answered.

"Oh," I nodded, sensing she wasn't comfortable talking about this.

We had breakfast and she left, her friend Cameron picking her up like she often did.

Curious, I went to her room. In the garbage was the packaging for the thigh highs. Still on the floor was the massage thing. I picked it up and moved it to my nose. As I suspected, it smelt of pussy. Curious what the device would feel like, I pulled down my skirt, tugged my thong aside and turned it on. I moved it to my vagina and moaned loudly. The pulsations were strong and intense. Instantly, I could feel my orgasm building, my body not used to such intensity.

I collapsed onto Hailey's bed and just allowed the pleasure to envelop me as I closed my eyes and again pictured QueenM's amazing body.

I was so close when I was startled back to reality.

"Mom! What are you doing?" Hailey's shocked voice burst into my consciousness.

I sat up quickly, jerking the toy away from my near orgasmic cunt, and stammered, before I even opened my eyes, "I-I-I'm sorry."

When I did, my shock doubled. Standing beside Hailey was not Cameron as I assumed when Hailey had answered the doorbell... but the blonde cheerleader Megan who had been so sweet and smug and over-familiar the other day.

"Wow, your Mom is cool," the blonde said smiling widely.

Hailey stormed out.

"Don't stop on my account," the blonde smiled, checking me out.

"Please go," I said, guilt rushing through me.

She shrugged, "Nice outfit and thigh highs, Heather." Thankfully, she walked out as I collapsed on the bed, not out of pleasure but mortification.

What was I going to say to Hailey?

Then I wondered... why was Hailey with that cheerleader?

That made no sense.

Two days ago she was being bullied... and now she was hanging with her.

Fuck!

I glanced at the clock and realized I was going to be late for work. Emotionally I was a mess, but I couldn't call in sick today so I headed to work even as I replayed the bizarre situation that had just transpired.

At work I got tons of compliments, quite a few second and third looks and even got my ass grabbed by a stranger in his twenties while I waited in line at Starbucks.

I felt like a woman again.

Alive.

Then my daughter called me.

"Hi, Mom."

"I'm so sorry," I instantly apologized.

"It's okay," she said. "Just wanted you to know I overreacted."

"No," I continued, "you should never see your mother doing such things, especially in your room."

She surprised me as she said, "Oh Mom, I understand you have needs too."

I laughed, "Maybe it's time we had a chat about things."

"Maybe," she agreed.

"Why was that cheerleader with you this morning?" I asked.

"Megan convinced me to join the cheerleader team," she answered.

"Really?" I asked, shocked by her answer. "As a towel girl?"

"No, an actual cheerleader," Hailey answered, excitedly.

She didn't elaborate. I wanted to ask more, ask why, but this was a conversation to have face-to-face. I said, "I'd love to hear about it, maybe we can have a mom and daughter night tonight."

"Sounds great," she said. "But I have cheerleading practice until five and then I need to go meet with Mr. Jones for the debate tournament for an hour or two."

"Okay, we'll have a movie night once you get back," I suggested.

"Okay, but I got to get going, bye," she said.

I said bye too and hung up feeling better about the reality I hadn't scarred her for life with what she had witnessed.

My computer beeped.

I had a new chat message.

Instantly, a chill went up my spine.

QueenM: Hello, my pet.

I looked at the message, I knew I only had a few minutes before I had a meeting. Yet, I felt compelled to respond.

ProudMom: Hey, QueenM

QueenM: Were you a good girl and obedient to my clothing instructions?

ProudMom: Yes QueenM, I wore everything as instructed.

QueenM: You're such a naughty girl and such a good girl.

I smiled and blushed as wetness leaked out of me.

ProudMom: Umm... QueenM would it be okay if we talk later? I have a meeting I need to go to.

There was a pause and I waited as if I needed permission from this foreign teenager to leave and go to the meeting.

QueenM: I'll allow that if you do one thing for me.

Somehow I felt compelled to obey, drawn in completely by this strange domme-sub internet relationship we had.

ProudMom: Do what?

QueenM: I want you to remove your blouse and take a picture of your tits in your bra, then send it to me. You may keep your face out of it.

I read it twice.

I paused.

I thought of saying no, but instead found myself striding across my office, locking my door and taking off my blouse.

I shouldn't do this... I knew I shouldn't... yet I used the computer camera to take a half dozen shots... all hiding my face. I felt heat rush through me as I snapped picture after picture. As I flipped through the pictures I decided to take a naughtier picture for the teenager. I set the timer and got in the pose again, but this time pulling one cup of the bra down to show a nipple as the camera went off. I examined the picture and I liked it much more than the others and sent it to her without another thought. I waited for what seemed like forever, feeling a strange nervousness.

QueenM: Oh, I can see you're really enjoying your new role as my pet.

The definitive assessment that I was obeying her as a submissive made my pussy gush.

QueenM: You have great tits, my pet. That picture is soooooo naughty.

I moved my hand to my wet pussy, getting so turned on by the conversation. I responded, enhancing my submissive nature to her.

ProudMom: I thought and hoped you'd like it.

QueenM: Well I don't like it... I love it.

Wanting her to know the impact she was creating on me... wanting her to take the hint that I wanted her to take control of me... I told her the truth.

ProudMom: Can I be honest with you?

QueenM: Please do! My pets must always obey, but must always feel comfortable in sharing EVERYTHING with me.

ProudMom: When you call me your pet, my pussy gets wet.

QueenM: Mmmm, is my pet wet for me?

ProudMom: Yes.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

"It's time for your meeting, Mrs. Foster," my secretary called out.

"Thank you, Amy," I said, glancing at the clock.

ProudMom: I really have to go now.

QueenM: Me too. I expect you online tonight.

ProudMom: Of course.

It wasn't until after I logged out that I recalled the mom-daughter time I had already planned.

I quickly got dressed and went to my meeting, my pussy tingling and begging for attention.

......

As soon as I got home, I logged onto my laptop and sent a message.

ProudMom: I'm home, Miss.

As soon as I clicked send, I realized I had called her 'Miss'. Then I shrugged, it was just another hint of my submissive persona.

I waited impatiently for a response.

When one didn't come in ten minutes, I grabbed my laptop and went downstairs and made a quick supper.

I checked my laptop every couple of minutes and felt a chill of disappointment every time there was no response.

I couldn't believe how silly I felt... as if I were in high school again and waiting for a boy to call.

Shaking my head, I went and took a shower.

Coming out, I put on my robe, checked my laptop and at last found a message from her.

QueenB: Miss? I like that. You really are a submissive little thing aren't you?

ProudMom: Yes, Miss. I am.

QueenB: So how obedient are you?

What a tough question! The truth was when my husband was alive I would obey any order he gave me in the bedroom.

Yet, with an online stranger... I wasn't sure myself. While I was still trying to figure out how to answer, she pushed the envelope.

QueenM: I want you fully naked now, my pet!!!

Her forceful message instantly got me wet... rekindling my pussy, which had calmed down from this afternoon's brief wild moment in my office. I could feel my juices running down my leg.

ProudMom: That will be easy, I'm only wearing a robe. I just got out of the shower.

QueenM: Drop the robe!

I grabbed the laptop, went to my room and obeyed.

ProudMom: I'm naked, Miss.

QueenM: Such a good girl. Now lean back in your chair and rub your cunt... very slowly.

I was a little taken aback by her saying 'cunt', but for some reason it turned me on even more.

ProudMom: Yes, Miss, I'm rubbing my pussy.

QueenM: I said rub your CUNT!!!

The forcefulness made my pussy burn. I quickly responded.

ProudM: Sorry, Miss. I'm rubbing my wet cunt.

I rubbed my cunt, which was desperate to erupt, the commanding orders from the 18-year-old stranger really turning me on.

QueenM: Better!

QueenM: Now imagine me on your bed, naked and legs spread, and my ripe juicy pussy is in full view. What do you want to do?