Date: Sat, 10 Feb 2018 18:05:48 +0100
From: Bob Johnson <bjjl@mail.com>
Subject: Grandma wore a collar

Grandma wore a Collar.

By. BMAN
bjjl@mail.com

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I would like to start by saying my grandma was a very elegant and
attractive woman. She had big tits, like most all mature women. She was not
over weight, still had a pleasant figure and a great round ass for her
age. She was only 59, but she looked like she was 49.

I spend a lot of time at grandma and grandpa's house. My parents would let
me stay there on weekends, especially in the summer. I would help grandpa
with the yard work and we would go fishing and sometimes target
practicing. My mom didn't like guns, but I sure thought it was fun.

Around the house, grandma use to dress very casual. Loose fitting dress and
no bra, but she always wore a black collar around her neck. I liked seeing
the outline of her big nipples through the dress. She did wear panties, but
they were not those great big things. They were smaller and didn't quite
cover all her butt. I just thought it was nice she didn't care I looked at
her, but I was only 9. If mom has her bra showing, she throws a fit. I saw
mom's panties once when she bent over at the dryer. She got mad, told me to
keep my eyes to myself.

As time passed, I developed, arriving at puberty and all the wonderful
things that take place in your body. I was seeing girls and women in a
different light. Girls in my class, women school teachers, my mom and yes,
even grandma. I remember those summers and how she was almost naked under
that dress. It seemed like every time I dreamed about that, my dick would
get rock hard. Of course, most every female I saw would made me hard. Party
of that puberty thing.

When I was 15, grandpa passed away, heart attack they said. I didn't know
what that was back then.

I remember grandma crying a lot and I remember her still wearing that black
collar around her neck. I made up my mind that one of these days I was
going to find out why she always wore it. Dad and I helped out around her
house, doing the yard and repairing some of the simple things. Soon, dad
didn't come anymore and it was just me. I was almost 17 by then.

One Saturday morning I went to grandma's to do the yard. She always fixed
breakfast for me when I came to do the lawn. I liked that she still wore
those loose fitting dresses. I was paying much more attention now than I
did when I was 9. She still had those big tits and big nipples. The dress
hugged her hips and ass really nice. There was that collar still
there. Grandma knocked on the table.

"What are you staring at? Here, eat your breakfast. You got a lot of work
to do."

I went to the garage to get the mower and clean out the clipping basket. I
was still thinking about grandma and how she looked. As I was doing so, my
dick swelled up hard in my pants. I was also thinking about Mrs. Hansen, my
English teacher. I often imagined what she looked like naked.

I pulled my shorts down and began rubbing my dick. I bet I could beat out a
quick one before I mowed the lawn. After all, I hadn't masturbated since
last night in the shower. I leaned back on the car, watching my hand stroke
my dick.

Suddenly, the door opened and grandma walked in.

"I forgot to tell you Alex..... OH, MY! I'm, sorry...Alex."

She stopped in mid sentence. She was looking at my dick. She walked up to
me and I didn't expect her to do what she did.

"Let me apologize to you, Alex."

She got on her knees and took my dick in her mouth. I stood there quietly
because, I was surprised and it felt so good.

Her kneeling on the floor gave me a perfect view down her dress. Her tits
were beautiful, the nipples were sticking out hard. I reached down inside
her dress and slid my hand over the nipples. I heard her make a whimper
when I touched them. I slid my left hand down and grabbed her other
tit. She was sucking me much faster now, and I was going over the edge.

My automatically squirted in her mouth, and she kept sucking and that felt
even better. Suddenly, she stood up, wiped the sperm from her lips and
darted back inside. I finished mowing the lawn, empty the clippings into
the trash and sweep everything up. I pulled some weeds from around the
flower beds. I went in the kitchen.

Grandma was standing at the sink with her back to me.

"I'm finished, grandma."

"Thank you, Alex. I appreciate that."

"I've been doing it for you forever."

She spun around.

"I'm so sorry, Alex. About what I did in the garage. It's just been so long
since I had a man's dick in my mouth. I should never have done that to
you."

I smiled and walked over to her.

"It's ok, grandma. I guess maybe I shouldn't grabbed your tits like I did."

She smiled.

"Did they feel good to you?"

"Yeah, really! I never felt real tits before. Or real nipples."

She unbuttoned the top of her dress and pulled the top down.

"Do you know about the nipples?"

"Yeah. Baby's suck them for milk. I probably did my mom's."

Grandma chuckled and shook her head.

"No, your mother wouldn't allow that. She bottle fed you."

I stared down at her nipples, they were sticking out straight again.

"When you want to get a woman aroused. Make her really hot. You play with
the nipples. Twist them and pull them. Even pinch them somewhat. That
sensation goes straight down there."

Grandma slid the dress over her hips and let it fall on the floor. She was
not wearing any panties. That was the first time I saw a real pussy.

"Wow! You got it all shaved. No hair."

"Yes. I've been doing that for many years. I don't do it for looks. It's a
hygienic thing with me."

She slipped her hands behind her back and opened her legs up.

"Go ahead! You can feel it. It don't bite."

I slid my hand over her puffy lips, they were so warm and slippery. My
fingers slid past the lips and inside.

She made another small whimper and a groan. I quickly pulled my fingers
back.

"Did I hurt you?"

"No you didn't, Alex. Put your fingers back in. Do you know how long it's
been since a man touched me down there?"

She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. Suddenly, she pulled away and
picked up her dress.

"I'm sorry, Alex. I have no right to do this to you. I'm just a stupid old
fool! Please forgive me."

She began to cry, darting down the hall to the bedroom. I followed her. She
sat on the bed with her head in her hands.

"I wish you wouldn't cry, grandma. It freaks me out. Makes me feel bad."

"I can't help it, Alex. Your grandfather was everything in the world to
me. For a brief moment...I wanted you to be him. Please, leave Alex."

I sat down beside her, put my arm around her.

"I want you to know one thing before I leave. You're not a stupid old
fool. Don't ever say that again!"

I leaned in and kissed her on the lips.

"I mean never again!"

"Alright. I won't."

I put my finger through the small silver look in her collar.

"Why do you always wear this black collar?"

John put it on me many years ago. It means It was a sign of out
relationship. I would always be submissive to him. Just like my ring is a
sign of our marriage. He was the only one allowed to remove it."

"This silver ring?"

"A place to attach the leash."

"Leash? Like a dog leash?"

"Yes."

My eyes were still on her beautiful white tits.

"I'd really like to have sex with you. My dick is so hard right now!"

She smiled and scooted herself back up on the bed. She leaned back and
opened her legs.

"We don't need lubrication. I'm already wet. Go ahead, Alex. Fill me with
your cock."

She was the first woman I ever fucked and it was the greatest feeling in
the world. I didn't know it was that good. I never wanted to go back to
using my hand. I was a little worried about the screams and the grunts she
made. But, she wrapped her arms around me and held me tight on her. It must
have been the best she ever felt too. I heard her in the bathroom humming
to herself while she was in the shower. After her shower, she walked out
with this long silver chain in her hands.

"Alex. This is the leash that fits my collar. I would love you to take this
leash and clip it on me."

I took the chain and clipped one end into the silver ring on the collar.

"What do we do now?"

"Well, I'm your grandmother, And, also your submissive slave. That's how it
works."

"Uhhh, I don't really know what to do."

"Well, John would lead me around the house on my hands and knees. Leading
me with the leash. He would walk and I would crawl. Sometimes all around
the back yard. Would you like to do that?"

"If you want, grandma."

She chuckled, then got down on her hands and knees.

"It'll take some time for you, Master Alex. There is another thing. I
called him master John and he called me....Slut."

"Really?"

"Yes, Master Alex. Please take me for that walk."

 I pulled the chain, grandma crawled down the hall, through the kitchen and
out to the back yard. She had grass stains all over her knees and hands. I
walked behind her, I couldn't take my eyes off her ass. It looked so sexy,
I really wanted to stop and play with her pussy. Even finger her hole, but
I thought I better not. I was new to this master Alex thing.

Grandma gave me some books she had on bondage and dominance. What to do and
what not to do, kind of thing. I was going to need practice because I found
it hard to talk to her like in a demanding way. The book said I was to be
forceful and demanding. My voice had to be strong and commanding. The slave
did what I wanted and nothing else. I spent hours in the garage
practicing. The hardest thing was making myself call her slut! She wanted
it, so I practiced it. I tried to put authority into everything I said.

Next Saturday morning I walked in the back door to the kitchen. Grandma was
there, completely naked except for that black collar around her neck. She
quickly dropped down to her knees.

"What may I get for you, master?"

That sounded so strange to me.

"Breakfast, slut! Make it fast."

"Yes, master Alex."

She quickly bounced around the kitchen. I couldn't take my eyes off her
tits, they were bouncing and swinging with every move she made. That was
all it took to make my dick hard. She put the plate down with eggs and
potatoes, glass of orange juice and a cup of coffee. She got on her knees
by the table.

"Can I do anything else, master Alex?"

First thought was my hard dick.

"Yes! Suck on my dick while I'm eating."

"Yes, master Alex."

She crawled under the table, unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down. Her
warm mouth encased my dick and it felt so great! She really knew how to
suck a dick. I guess she did it to grandpa for years.

I didn't want to go to work. I just wanted to stay there with my dick in
her mouth. She made me eject my load before I could finish breakfast.

Done with the lawn, I had to run to basketball practice with some of the
guys, but I promised to come back. Late that afternoon, I did come back. I
gave her beautiful ass a spanking, then took her to bed and fucked her one
good time.

She told me our time together was not going to last forever. We made a
pack, mom and dad or anyone could never find out about us. I kept seeing
grandma all through my senior year. I had a beautiful naked woman who
worshiped me. Sex whenever I wanted. It was the best year of my life.

I went to college after my senior year, stopping to see grandma on
weekends. The beginning of my second year, grandma passed. It was a cancer
she didn't know she had. That's why I can write this story now. I would
have never done it if she was alive. I still have the the black collar
tucked away in my desk. I only hope I could find someone to wear it as
gracefully as her.

END