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A Mom's Doggy Style

byLittlemissblair©

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I was so proud that my daughter was so proud of me....she even nominated
me to be a chaperone at her prom...her own mom!


One day while passing her bedroom I heard her friend Jennifer
say...."Heather, your mom is sooo hot. How can you live here...be so
near!
Wouldn't it be sooo cool...get her to do things. You know, like sexy
things... Wow...it would be like so cruel to get a dog collar and pull
her around ...even take her into town!.... "


I didn't understand...what the hell was this eighteen-year-old girl
talking about...Deciding to ask my daughter about this later...no, I
can't, she'll think I was spying... probably start crying!


I eventually forgot about it...the following week Jennifer was visiting
Heather again...


Heather yelled downstairs to me; "MOM...MOM...CAN YOU COME UP TO MY ROOM
FOR A MINUTE"....As I walked in they grabbed me, threw me on the
bed...holding my head!


Around my throat, choking, a chain, like a heavy necklace. Releasing me,
I lay on the bed glared at them...so mad I could hardly
speak...suddenly I noticed...they were six feet away, they both had a
chain in their hand, how can that be..MY GOD, THEY WERE BOTH ATTACHED
TO ME!


I arose from the bed, grabbing at my daughter, I was being jerked away,
Jennifer was pulling HER chain! I went after Jennifer, I was jerked
away, Heather was pulling HER chain...what the hell, now what do I
do...the number of chains was two!


"You're in trouble now little miss...wait till I get my hands on
you...and you Jennifer, wait till your mother hears about this...now you
let me go this instant...I'm not playing...you hear what I'm saying."


I could see in their eyes the sudden fear, they didn't know what to
do...let me go, or what. I pulled on my daughter's chain but was jerked
backwards by Jennifer...this was insane, and I didn't like this feeling
of helplessness...did I?...and the element of sexual overtones I
felt...didn't help.


After twenty minutes of standoff Jennifer, the little wench, asked me to
promise...if they let me go I wouldn't punish Heather or..or tell her
mother. I promised...I didn't want to...didn't want to be
released...they had spent their imagination complete...just as my
defeat...felt comfortable.


It was weeks later...I couldn't shake the thought of that twenty
minutes...what about it intrigued me so?...One night, feeling slutty, I
went out in our garage...found a dog collar we saved after Duke
died...also a long chain...this was insane!


Jennifer worked part time at McDonalds...she walked home every night. I
sat in my car in the dark and watched as she walked by...why did I
notice her tight ass...the way her cheeks fought each other for
position...her strong calves. I pulled up next to her..."Jennifer, do
you need a ride home...I'm alone."


The look of amazement on her face...staring at the collar around my
neck...handing her the end of the chain. I mumbled submissively "Do you
want to go straight home...or maybe ride around...in another part of
town?


She directed me to the local cemetery...a place where teens go to
park...she led me thru the tombstones...running, pulling me. When I fell
down she came back, stood over me. I couldn't help but notice how white,
fluffy...how thick her bobby sox....were...touching my cheek...I was so
weak.


Looking up...up under skirt...where her perfect thighs met...white
cotton panties...I could see how they were pulled up inside her
crack...front and back. She lowered herself...squatting above my face, I
could smell her...is this what Heather looks like...smells like...
too...oh my god...the weight of hips... on my lips.


Her smooth muff muffled my moan as I ground my ass in the dirt...my
index finger tickled her anal hole...she wiggled...as she giggled.


Faintly, from under her skirt, in the darkness I hear..."Oh Mommy, I'm
going to cum"...H

ere among the dead...I'm giving head...can they hear what she said.
Just this once...no more...God I'm such a slutty whore.


I drove her home...swore her to secrecy...I promised myself this can
never happen again. Into the garage I drove, thru the back door, into
the kitchen, my daughter...Heather...waiting for me.


"Mommy..I'm so glad you're home...where have you been...what is that you
have around.....oh Jesus......MOMMM!!!!


Somethings amiss, her eyes all aflame... can she see my shame...I've
been tamed...Oh God, my neck...the pain...I still have on the collar and
chain!


author, little miss blair
© copyright 2001

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by Anonymous12/21/13

I loved it

I can't wait to read more of this poem. I hope there is more to come.
I'd like to know where mother and daughter go from here.

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by Anonymous12/10/13

I fived iut

What a unique and different approach - very nicely written, very erotic. I love where your mind goes. benawriter@gmail.com

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