the twisted mind

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Part One of The Woodenhorse Trilogy - Chapter Three A - Side step

The tips started to drop after the third week and the manager was informed that we would finish off with the end of our 4th Saturday performance. Both Rebecca and I were still feeling pretty good about ourselves even though our vagina's were stretched so that even a softball bat could be plunged into either of us without lubrication or more than reaching in with both hands and opening up either of our posterior orifices.

Rebecca, Randy and I were however looking forward to going to my aunt's farm for a few weeks before doing final registration for college. We had never talked to her about the possibility or probability of having sex with their animals.

I arrived as scheduled and Aunt Mae and Uncle Jess welcomed me as their darling niece. They showed me around and told me what the status of the dogs, goats and the horses were. The goats were for milking and there were 4 nanny goats and 1 Billy goat. She suggested keeping my distance from him as he would try to knock me over and have sex with me if I let him but it would only last for about 5 seconds and he would be done. There was a thoroughbred mare and she was kept in the upper pasture and in her own barn. She would be bred in the coming months with a stud brought in for the purpose.

There were 4 quarter horse stallions that were being kept for breeding with other mares in the area. She said that they would be OK, but they would need to be groomed daily. If the mare came into heat the stallions would have to be masturbated also at least once a day. If I wanted I could capture the semen in a clean jar and to put it into the refrigerator. She didn't say what to do with it. The stalls needed to be cleaned daily also.

There is a nice swimming pond with a small floating platform for relaxing and sunning in my spare time and there is an alarm at the gate with a camera and a button to let in visitors. The gate was to be locked at all times otherwise. The road was kind of rough and it took at least 15 minutes to come in from the gate.

The house was old with 6 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. It was comfortable and also had cable internet broadband access. Aunt Mae told me that while they were to be gone for about a week, I could have friends over to keep me company and even party if I wished.

"Just take care of the horses and yourselves."

They left the next morning and I called Rebecca and Randy. They said it would be about 2 hours before they could get to the farm. I went out to do my chores. Milking the goats was no problem although the Billy had to be tied up while I was milking the females. I let the mare out to her pasture and cleaned her stall. It was a little messy but it only took a couple of minutes. I went down to the lower barn and let out the 4 studs. They were a little messier but I was done in about a half hour. I refilled their trough and feed bin. They were behaving themselves so I let them be. I knew that later they would be a lot of fun.

I explored the saddle barn and discovered something that I had wondered about a little from earlier visits and from the web site dealing with bestiality with horses. I think my aunt had some dealings or thoughts about belly riding. There was a harness that was kind of old with a horse collar and a sling on the bottom of it. The sling was fashioned so the tail end was able to go around the torso of the horse at the rear of the saddle area. I sized it and after comparing how it would fit on the horses outside of the window in the pasture, I knew that is what it must have been made for. It even had loops for reins to go through the upper part and come down each side so that the woman in the sling could guide the horse although it might be tricky. I was deep in thought when the gate alarm went off.

I went to the house and opened the gate. By the time Rebecca and Randy arrived I was getting real horny and making plans and there was no turning back.

I gave Rebecca and Randy a quick tour and we went to the saddle barn and I showed them my find. We checked it out and found that it was in pretty good shape. The leather was firm and pliable without being cracked or rotting. The Manila straps were also in pretty good shape. We pulled on them and they held without tearing. The stitching even looked good.

I had not asked about the stud's training or if they would carry a rider so I grabbed a regular saddle and went out of the barn. 3 of the stallions came over. This was a good sign. They were used to riders and maybe well broke in. I decided to try one at a time. They responded well and they all took a bit and bridle. They also did not mind being saddled. We each saddled up one and took a little ride. They were reasonably well mannered. After about a half hour we returned and took off the saddles. All 4 horses gathered together. The one we hadn't ridden was aroused. He took a bridle and seemed to be very calm and nuzzled Rebecca and I. This must be the one that had been ridden with the sling.

Randy, Rebecca and I groomed all 4 horses and began preparing ourselves. I would be the first to try the sling saddle so I stripped and kept the stallion calm while I gave him a couple of horse treats. Randy put the collar over his head and fastened it with the 2 straps that went across his chest and behind his forelegs. He then ran the long reins through the loops to the sling. Lastly we fastened the strap around his torso. It looked like everything was ready. I gave myself as big bunch of KY and coated his now huge cock before crawling into the sling. The sling was a little loose so I asked Rebecca to direct his cock into my very ready and wet vagina. I pulled myself forward between the horse's forelegs and he began to enter me. Once I finally slipped over him until he had me overfilled comfortably I had Randy and Rebecca tighten the strap around him. I found that I could swing fore and aft comfortably and had a couple of rather smashing orgasms while getting used to the mass inside me.

I had my legs in a kind of funky stirrup on either side of the horse. These stirrups enabled me to control the horse's penetration comfortably. From the descriptions on some of the web sites of the belly rider harnesses that was not an option. Here it is!

I decided to try to control the horse. I kneed him and he started out in what might have been a slow canter but for me it was a full gallop. After about 10 minutes I found that we had covered at least a half-mile and Randy was just catching up with me while I began to get control of some of my coordination. We turned around and he led me back to the barn. The horse had cum in me and filled me to overflowing. I remembered it but things were pretty fuzzy. Fortunately the horse had not run over any ditches, brambles or fences.

Rebecca was ready to try it but the horse wasn't yet. We fed and groomed him again and by the time Rebecca climbed aboard he was ready again. This time I led the horse until she had some control of him. She was pretty good at turning and stopping. She even was able to control his acceleration and thrusting a bit after the first half hour. She was packed full of horse cum when he finally dropped out. We both tasted it and it was very creamy. We decided that it would be just the thing on our morning cereal.

I decided to try it again after a little bit and I enjoyed it as I was stretched gradually after mounting the horse. He seemed to know what he was in for when either of us began messing around with the sling. He was hitting me a little low as I pushed forward while in the sling and tried to guide him into me from when he started with his cock on my belly. I pushed forward but a little too far and he dropped under me. Rebecca guided him into me on my next try.

She walked me and Danny Boy until I came down after Rebecca led me for about 15 minutes, until I was again comfortable with the size of the horse inside of me. When I took the reins I was ready. I was able to see where I was going as the harness let my head hang upside down between the horse's forelegs.

I found I was able to steer the horse pretty easily and to control the horse pleasuring me at the same time. I think that would be the correct term as the swinging for and aft beneath the horse was indeed pleasurable. I had never thought I would ever be so full and I never thought that any cock would ever be as far inside me as the horse was. Even with the fisting at the strip club had I ever been so comfortably full and as satisfied.

After riding around the pasture and around the track about 4 times I became comfortable walking, trotting and even to a full gallop although the gallop had a tendency to bring me over the top to an orgasm that I could not control as it was continuous. The thrusting was almost to the point of giving full stroke to the horse where he was almost falling out to the point of stretching me length-wise as he thrust forward with each stride.

I returned to the stable and we drained our horse cum mixture into the jar and mixed it with the rest we had drawn to save for breakfast. Rebecca and I were going to do some additional study on the injections that some of the web sites had given for recommended shots to the horses to keep them enlarged for prolonged periods as we were already thinking of practicing for prolonged periods in the harness.

That evening Aunt Mae called to see how I was doing and I told them that Rebecca and Randy were here giving me a hand.

She asked "With What?"

I asked her about the belly rider sling in the saddle barn and she hesitated before answering. She said she only had tried it for a couple of times because she had not started using it at a young enough age to feel comfortable with it.

She and Jess had made it together and last year they had hired a migrant family for some work on the farm and the woman knew a bit about belly riding. She had helped train the horse to use the sling. The horse was a trotter that was used to pulling a light cart but seemed to handle the sling ok.

I asked about the hormone injections for the horse and she said they were mostly herbal medicines but one was injected and she had some that was a blue color in the refrigerator. It needed to be diluted about 3 parts of distilled water to one part of the herbal and the final shot should only be about 1 cc. It should be injected into the phallus just outside the sleeve of the horse when the horse was extended. This would keep him hard for up to 8 hours. If we used it someone would have to have it in them the whole time or the horse would be sick. Also one would not be able to go pee during that time.

We would talk about it all when they returned in about a week.

This gave us a bit of history of the sling and how things had gone before and what we could do for now. Randy and Rebecca wanted to make another sling so we both could ride at the same time. Since one or another of the other horses might be easily trained to carry a sling. We could take a little time and check them out. Tomorrow we would get in some more saddle time.

The animals were fed, the stalls cleaned and we had our breakfast by 7:00. Rebecca wanted to be first today and we saddled up "Danny Boy", we had a name for him now. We were not ready for prolonged periods in the sling yet so we didn't prepare any injections for him. He was ready for us any way. Randy and I prepared Rebecca, Randy, by giving her a good cream pie and me with a good fisting and some KY. I led her around the pasture for a couple of minutes until she was sure she would be comfortable for a few hours.

Randy and I started looking around for the necessary materials to make another sling. We found uncle Jess' stash of leather supplies and a few extra length rein straps. We did not find another collar or the materials for making the straps the proper width for the sling or from the collar.

We did find a large tanned suede leather sheet that looked like it would be a comfortable sling to lay in. It was almost hammock sized. We opened a side room that has the big sewing machine that could be used to sew the edges of the sheath or sling.

I looked in the house in the phone book and called a listing that Aunt Mae had written in for harness supplies and called the number. A woman answered with "Harness supplies". I told her I was looking for a horse collar for a small horse cart.

She asked me for what farm.

I told her and she asked me if I wanted one for a horse cart or a sling. I told her a sling. I also told her that I liked the one that my Aunt Mae had apparently bought.

"Oh you want a second one?"

I almost blushed and told her I did. A friend wants to ride also. She told me it would be about a week and would be the same as the last one $700. She had a used one that is pretty good shape for $900 and she could drop it off this afternoon.

I told her to bring it by.

She added, "I think you will like it because it is decorated with some pretty nice designs. It was also built for belly riding, but the woman changed her mind. If Jess still has the bindery in the barn and the machine I can help make the leather sling that I know he bought some of the supplies for."

I told her it would be appreciated and the leather and the machine were still there but some of the hardware might not be.

She told me she would bring the hardware and the straps.

This was good news that someone had the necessary background or knowledge for some of the things we were rapidly getting ourselves into.

Randy and I saddled up 2 of the other horses and went down to the lower pasture and the track where Rebecca was riding.

She was walking her horse and had heard us riding up. She was still coupled and said she had a wonderful time. She had orgasms about every 15 minutes according to her watch and Danny Boy had filled her twice but had held up his end only growing a little soft before she moved down to keep him inside and worked on him until he refilled her. The manila sling was beginning to itch a little was her only complaint.

I told her that we were getting ready to make a couple of glove leather slings that should be much more comfortable.

With that she told us that she could beat us back to the barn and she gave Danny Boy a whoop and took off. We took off after her as she was in a full gallop, not a trot. She did beat us to the barn. With any other kind of sling without the leg stirrups, she would have been impaled by Danny Boy. We were able to watch her getting full stroke by him as he bounded up hill.

I was ready to climb into the sling immediately when we got to the barn and removed my summer dress as I had nothing on underneath. Rebecca was able to slip off of the horse's cock and I slipped in to take her place. The stirrup made all of the difference. The taste of the horse's cum and Rebecca was fantastic as I was slipping into place past his extended cock.

Rebecca led me around the area as I got over my first orgasm today. I was ready in about 15 minutes and she released me. I trotted down to the lower pasture as I wanted to ride around there until the Harness lady came with the collar.

The pasture was protected from the road by the bushes and trees that were along the fence line. But I went over until I could see the gate through the thicket. The road to the house was open by sight to the pasture and after she came in through the gate I could ride next to the driveway that was a little over a mile long. I also thought we might talk a little if she had any ideas for making the sling any better or for easier use.

She arrived on time driving a pickup with a camper on the back. Rebecca or Randy buzzed her in through the gate and I rode over toward the driveway. I turned about 10 foot from the fence and she glanced over at me then looked ahead again then jerked her head back to me and slammed on the brakes. She turned off the engine and opened the door hopping out. It was kind of hard judging her size looking at her upside-down which is how I saw the world in the sling but I judged her to be about the same height and build I am although she is about 20 hears older. She said "Paula? Is that you?"

I recognized her. She was a friend of my aunt's that I had met about 5 years ago or so.

"You have grown up!" She continued.

"Bonnie! I didn't recognize you from this angle." By this time she had climbed through the fence and I had stopped Danny Boy. She walked up to the horse and petted him on the nose before bending over and giving me a hug. "We have been taking turns with Danny Boy here and I guess he has been enjoying it as well."

She stepped to where she could see me getting fucked by the horse and acknowledged that he must be. "How far is he in?"

I told her I was not certain and pushed down onto him some more and told her to hold him where he entered me. She reached in and grabbed hold and I raised myself almost pulling out.

"Damn that is better than 16 inches. I didn't think women could take any more than that or even really that much." She said.

"I know I can take 18 inches steady and maybe one or 2 more for just a second. I am still pretty flexible. Any more than that and it might be fatal." I told her.

"I'm going to have to try that although I don't know if I can take the length. Let's go on up to the house and we will see what we can put together." Bonnie said.

She stepped back and headed toward her pickup and I decided to see how fast I could get back to the house. I had a big orgasm at a gallop. I managed to stay conscious and was able to slow down approaching the barn. I walked Danny Boy in circles until Bonnie drove up. Danny boy had cum in me a second time and was shrinking as I climbed off of his cock and out of the sling.

Randy and Rebecca were ready to drain me when I got off. Bonnie remarked at how big I gapped. She asked what we were saving the liquids for and I told her for my cereal in the morning. "We like it as much as cream from a cow." I rinsed myself off with the hose and slipped into my summer dress. I still had on my shoes and socks.

We went into the barn and showed her the suede leather sheet we had found. She looked it over and told us she could make not only another sling but two of them with the sheet. She brought out the collar she had and it was beautiful. It had dye paintings and embroidery on it. The inner side, of the collar when she held it up, looked just like a giant open vagina with a clit on the top. The front that is on the outside was decorated with a figure of a nude woman on each side about 12 inches tall. They were in relief. It was very pretty and we knew it would fill our needs well. Randy had brought my purse and I counted out the 45 $20 bills.

Bonnie asked us to get the old sling and collar from Danny Boy. Rebecca went out and got it while Randy gave him a good grooming and some extra grain.

She laid out the sling on the table that we were using and then laid out the leather sheet. She asked us if we would be comfortable with the sling primarily just under us instead of having to reach through the webbing around our shoulders. We would still be retained in position sideways by the strap next to our hips or midsection going around the horse. The support would also still be below our shoulders and our buttocks by the sling. I thought that that would be good as the webbing restricted us on uncoupling and made it difficult to mount and get into position. Rebecca said about the same. I thought I would like a little more relief in the middle of the buttocks so the cum would be easier to collect and so that it would not accumulate and rot or soak into the leather.

Bonnie thought about that a minute and said she had a solution for that too. She told Rebecca and I to strip and lay down on the sheet. We did and she positioned us with our shoulders touching and marked our body outlines on the leather including our crotch. With that she told us to go away and to leave the old sling and collar.

We grabbed Randy and went swimming. The water was just the perfect temperature although there was getting to be a little algae on the side of the pond by the weeds. We cooled off as the temperature was in the mid 90's in the sun and the sun got a bit warm in about a half hour if lazing around on the deck. We wandered back to the barn.

Bonnie had cut out the Suede sheet and lined the top side with some stretch cloth she had brought with her and had already bound the edges with a leather band that would give a general reinforcement and place to connect the hardware for the strap over the horse and the 2 leather straps to the Collar. We commented at the interesting design where our buttocks would sit when mounted. The center of our buttocks would be fully exposed but the strap on the side was positioned where it would give support while we had our lower legs in the stirrups. The straps to the collar would attach at a point if our head was level it would be just above our head but gave a smooth broad pad so our head could hang down for us to see. The side view of the rider would be unobstructed as well as our lower buttocks and the status of our coupling with the horse.

"I should be ready to try it on Danny Boy in about 20 minutes." Bonnie said. We didn't think about it at first but when she took off her jeans and panties and asked Randy to give her a good warm up we read what she said a little differently.

"Oh! You want to belly ride?" Asked Rebecca.

"If I can stretch enough to let him fit!" Bonnie said with a grin.

"It might help a little if you had a little cum cocktail from the horses' cock." I suggested.

Rebecca went to the house and got the jar from the refrigerator. She brought it back and we passed it around to share it a little.

"Yummy that is good!" Bonnie exclaimed as she took a second swallow. She smeared some on her clit and slipped a little into her shaved vagina.

Randy had been servicing her and as usual he had let go in her at the 5 minute point I suggested that she try to mount a fist to help open her us and she looked at our hands and asked how we should do it?

Randy suggested the easiest way would be either to lay on the table and we could work a fist into her after we had put the sling in place or for one of us to sit on a chair and she could lower herself onto a waiting hand and do most of her own stretching. Rebecca and I told her that either one works fine for us. An alternative is a very well lubricated baseball bat if she was already a little loose.

We took the sling and collar and mounted it on Danny Boy. We talked about it and she decided that Rebecca and I would begin by trying to enter her. Then Randy could fist her while she sat on his arm. We suggested that we would work on her nipples and do all kinds of oral sex on her while we stretched her to size. She removed her shirt and bra, keeping her boots on.

Bonnie has nice B cup breasts and for a gal about 40 is very well shaped and firm. She looked a little older that us but she is still very attractive. She was not real tight and we were very optimistic she would be able to open up nicely to be comfortable. She mentioned that this was not her first or last brush with bestiality. She regularly had coupling with her watchdog, an older German shepherd called "Peanut."

Bonnie did not take too long on becoming aroused when both Rebecca and I were nursing at her nipples. We were using our hands to fondle her clit and began working into her Vagina taking turns. I was working 3 fingers into and then a fourth when Randy was fingering her anus and she was having a climax and began shooting some extra lubrication. While she was pulsing I tucked in my thumb and pushed and in a matter of a couple of seconds I was in her. As she came down a little I told her to put her legs straight. She was surprised but she was able to and she was tight but I still had some circulation. I told her to open up again and then began working my arm in and out as she had another orgasm. In about 10 minutes I was working my arm in and out and she said she thought she was ready to mount Randy's arm.

I told her to stand up with my arm inside.

She was able to and I withdrew. Randy sat in the chair and had some horse cum already over his clenched fist. She was able to mount him in about 3 minutes with him twisting and wiggling his hand before she slipped down on him. As she sank down she had another orgasm and slipped all of the way. Randy said she felt fine although she probably should have had an enema because he had to dodge some soft obstructions as he went in. He was able to just feel the pressure through the walls around her innards. Since our regular habit of morning enemas we had forgotten about that little concern. When Bonnie came around we told her about it and she agreed and thought it would make more room.

We went to the hose and set the temperature and she inserted the hose into her anus and ran it in and out a few times as the hose filled her then released the mass. After about a half dozen times she felt pretty emptied out and she was not having any trouble with cramping.

We did another fisting and she was feeling good about herself and well stretched and ready.

Bonnie rechecked the bridle collar and sling before slipping underneath. Danny Boy was not yet fully enlarged so we did not have any difficulty getting him lined up with her now slightly open vagina. Her access to her vagina under the horse was adequate and she could even finger the top of his cock when it was inside and even palm it.

We adjusted the height of the stirrups and she declared the fit perfect. We led her around the corral a few times as she stroked back and forth getting used to the horse inside her. I had one of the other horses saddled up and when Rebecca released her to control herself, I had decided to accompany her in a regular saddle. I was impressed at how she looked and how comfortable she looked. I was on top of my horse and my boobs were doing all kinds of gyrations with the different speeds and bouncing down when the horse was going up. There was none of that for the belly rider. Only the gentle fore and aft motion. It was like the difference in ride between a big car and a jeep on a rough road. I watched as Danny Boy slowed as he came in her and she had another orgasm. She directed Danny Boy back to the barn after 2 trips around the track.

Bonnie was bubbly when she got back and said that at least one of the other horses would make a good candidate for a belly riding horse. She said "I don't know of any other time I have had so many orgasms in my life. I think I will take it up permanently. I will make my own collar and sling just like these. I will also help train the other stallions for the slings."

Rebecca and I gave her a big hug and we began talking about it. Belly Riding was a popular before the mid 50's in Brazil and Argentina. It began being actively discouraged by the church in the 40's because of a dispute between one of the local archbishops and one of the wealthier missions and convents of the catholic church (Sisters of Mary Magdalene) that had a rather large following and practiced belly riding and nude missionary work by the sisters all over both countries and also practiced by a sizeable number of the wealthy landowner settler families. The practice had largely died out, but was staging a comeback in various places in the western hemisphere.

One of the reasons that it began to be actively discouraged was the extraordinary incidence of female impalement. The slings that were being used did not have any method of control for the women that were riding in them. The depth control was very crude and basically the women were at the mercy of the horse handlers. If the horse reared and the woman was coupled it was usually fatal with all of her weight on the horse's cock. The woman had to be extremely careful with what she drank or ate while coupled, as there was no way for her to urinate while coupled to such a large organ. The general custom of many of the women to marathon couplings of up to 3 days led to a variety of health problems both for the woman and the horse.

We talked of some of the methods they used and one question popped up was the capability of choice of position. Bonnie showed that the method the girls were using with the slings we had was the method that gave the woman much better control of the horse and penetration. It gave the option also of anal penetration. It would give the ability to urinate while mounted doing the anal coupling also it allowed the woman to mount the sling by herself. It was generally most comfortable for laying on their back. A modification to the sling could allow the woman to be mounted with her back up and her breasts swinging, her legs splayed for either vaginal or anal penetration doggy style. She could also have control of the horse and penetration but would have to have help mounting and dismounting. If a tiny catheter was worn in the urethra she could retain the ability to drain her kidneys with comfort with either penetration.

I liked the idea of trying the alternate positions and Bonnie slipped another very abbreviated sling together. It had 2 straps coming from the Collar and would cross between our breasts with a pad above and below to help support our weight. The straps would end at the belly strap above our butt while our knees were in the stirrup. All of our lower weight would be on our spread knees and on the horse's cock inside of us. Our breasts would hang and swing as our weight shifted.

We mounted this sling on Danny Boy and I wanted to try it first. We had to have a couple of bails of hay and a blanket to lay on to start. I climbed into the sling from the back and put one knee into the stirrup. Danny Boy was not yet extended. The pad and the strap crossing was comfortable but I needed Randy and Rebecca to help me get my other leg in the other stirrup. They adjusted the height as I was arranging myself I had decided to take Danny Boy in the anus this time. I was well lubricated. I had also walked out to the corral with the softball bat in my ass. Rebecca began exciting Danny Boy and I dropped down until he was able to enter me as he left his sheath. This definitely felt different. I gave the camera to Bonnie and told her I wanted a lot of close up pictures. I was not uncomfortable but I wanted to find out how I would feel in a couple of hours. The straps and harness was adjusted so I was relaxed with about 14 inches inside me and able to stroke easily both directions. With Danny Boy in my anus I could still see the mound of his cock moving my internal organs a couple of inches below my rib cage.

Randy led me around the corral a couple of times before I was confident enough to leave. I rode to the lower pasture and around the track a couple of times. It was very enjoyable. I was over by the road end when I heard a couple of voices and looked between the trees and saw a group of cyclists riding by. I felt excited a bit by this. It must be the exhibitionist in me. I rode over by the gate in hopes they would see me. They weren't looking my way so I told Danny Boy a little loudly "Whoa Boy!" I had been doing a little canter and he gave a whinny and stopped. They all looked at the same time.

There were 3 women and 3 men on the bicycles. They almost crashed stopping. They echoed the "Whoa!"

I said "HI! Having a good ride?"

They were almost speechless before one of the women came back. "Not as good as you!" We all laughed. I was only about 5 foot from the gate and they were able to see all of me. They were curious and I was willing so when they asked if they could come inside the fence for a closer look? I told them to climb through, but approach the horse slowly. And if they might have a treat, he would appreciate it. One of the men had a cube of sugar in his pouch and offered it.

I told them if they wished they could touch either of us as we would not break. I was feeling so sexually hot, that whatever they did would not make that much difference.

The women agreed. They asked why I was doing the anal coupling and I told them I wanted to try it for a change. And I was trying a new sling to see how it worked and felt. I was comfortable with the horse in either orifice.

The guys said that with my boobs swinging, or even still, it was almost too much for them. They were bulging through their riding shorts. I told them that if they came back another time they were welcome for some coffee or a snack up at the house. Just ring the bell at the gate and we would buzz them through.

The women had moisture at their crotches as they were getting aroused also. Together, they said goodbye for now and crawled through the fence remounting their bicycles.

[Continued in Chapter 3B]