the twisted mind

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Part One of The Woodenhorse Trilogy Chapter 4 - Mounting access

I am 18 and at 5 foot 10 have an athletic build with a 36C-27-35. I have brown hair and am told that I am good looking. My 2 best friends and soul mates are Rebecca and Randy.

Rebecca is 5 foot 2 with a 34C-25-33 figure and a towhead. She has always been blonde if she had any hair color at all. I think she is prettier than I but it has never been any problem with dates.

Randy is 5 foot 8 and trim with black hair. He is fairly well equipped with a solid 7-1/2 inch cock, and yes I measured it!

We first met when our mothers used to take turns watching us as toddlers. We have always known each others bodies like our own and maybe even better since we could we could always look and touch each other anywhere at almost anytime. Even after we started school we used to play nude together as we grew up. None of us had vaginal sex until within a month of our 18th birthdays. However we have experienced anal sex amongst ourselves since we were about 11.

We all lost our vaginal virginity at our senior prom and engaged in a gross sex weekend the next weekend when Rebecca and I along with 6 other girls took on and were gangbanged by over 30 guys in an arranged affair. We each had 2 and three men at a time in a marathon comfiest that finally included fisting.

We had worked that summer for a bit in a couple of restaurants but happened to fall into positions at a local strip club where we could legally be paid for sex amongst ourselves. After the first night we decided that we would make enough money in the first month to pay for our expenses at college for the next year. We also understood that the money, the tips and our own bodies would not last for much longer than that period of time in the occupation.

Rebecca, Randy and I were however looking forward to going to my aunt's farm for a few weeks before doing final registration for collage. We had never talked to anyone else about the possibility or probability of having sex with their animals. Over the years I had heard vague references to certain acts relating to bestiality amongst my mother's family but there were never any conversations that were more than a word or 2 that may or may not have been taken out of context.

My mom had taken off on a vacation with one of her male lover/boyfriends without discussing her trip or anything further once she had suggested I go to my aunt's farm for a few weeks before going to college in the fall. The college plans we had not finalized plans for so we had decided to do our own thing and did what we enjoyed the most. Having sex whenever we wished, however we wished, anywhere we wished and best of all for as long as we wished.

After Rebecca and I had gone into town and kind of made our public statement to the community of our involvement in bestiality with horses. We had shown off our piercing of our nipples to literally use as buttons to our vests and display our Christina piercings to hold buckle sized ornaments depicting belly riding, and choosing to leave them and our vaginal lips exposed in public and mixed company while wearing specially tailored clothing. We received word that my mother had died.

It was a heart wrenching shock that my mother had been killed in a car accident on vacation and the turmoil that had ensued with returning her home and having the funeral while putting our lives back into some semblance of order. Everything we had been doing, while interrupted, was working out nicely for us and our extended family.

Once my Aunt Mae and Uncle Jess came back home and the funeral was over we assessed our activities with the horses and ourselves. Since my only other active relatives were Aunt Mae and Uncle Jess, they would be the parental figures in my life. My only other blood relatives were another Aunt and Uncle related to my mother. They were basically retired, having raised their family. Of course Rebecca and Randy were as close or closer friends than most siblings. They were welcome to stay with me at the farm since we aided each other in our activities with the belly riding and since our gradual and fortuitous introductions to some of the people in the county, a growing clientele of couples, especially women interested in Belly riding. By October we now had 7 trained stallions in the stable with 3 mares.

Rebecca and I rode at least 4 times a week and we had people calling and reserving lodging daily up to 4 months in advance. We had started building additional facilities for them although when we had over 2 couples as overnight guests they had to stay at a motel 25 miles away. We had hired a couple of friends of ours as inside laborers to help us expand. They also (the men) were helping with sexual stimulation for some of the women that were paying and aided in the experience of being enlarged and coupling with the horses.

We were now having a local veterinarian, Duncan, who was also the defacto traveling physician, come by at least once a week to make certain that the animals were always in the peak of health. He also inspected all the men and women as a physician and gynecology specialist. He had previously done some research on bestiality and the human female changes that invariably come about whether it be with dogs, goats, pigs or horses. He was also up to speed on the lab screenings for hormone levels and other changes.

In order to eliminate future problems with some of the women trying to overextend themselves, he was asked to examine them and check if they could physiologically do the feat. There were a few that he decided could not. There were a few that he enabled them to do so with a minimal amount of harm to themselves by giving injections of muscle relaxants allowing them to open up their cervix enough without splitting themselves open. Others he needed to finish up opening the hymen that had been only partially opened or had been overly thick making basic sex very uncomfortable even with a normal man. He also found signs of cancer in a couple of women.

We were joined by a friend of my aunt's, named Bonnie, who was a single woman and mother in the her late 30's. She had been making her living shoeing horses and making leather accessories for horses in the local area. She had joined us in making the slings and harnesses for the horses and after seeing Rebecca and I ride the horses while coupled to them, became intrigued and developed better designs and had started riding herself. She also, as a grandmother, had gotten the piercings like Rebecca and I had gotten and wore much the same outfits as we had taken to.

One thing about the later designs of the sling that allowed a woman to ride doggy style under the horse comfortably was that we had not until this time figured out how to mount the horse with this type of sling without help from at least one or 2 others. With help, the woman would slip under the horse and then, with help raise her bent legs and slip her lower legs to the knee in the stirrups then push forward and take the horse's cock in the vagina or anus and be relaxed with 12 to 14 inches of cock in her. Control was fairly easy once the initial orgasm of the coupling was over. Getting out was a little easier for the first 6-8 hours. Beyond that help was suggested and readily available.

I had been looking over the problem seriously for a couple of weeks since the local search and rescue asked us to help look for some missing hikers in the hills. We really were not certain whether they were serious or not but we went and the guys looked real closely at us. They were very cordial and gave us a tremendous amount of support, especially when we found the hikers in less than 2 hours.

They had been looking for 2 days. We had taken the horses in trailers to the trailhead, but we had to ask for help getting mounted. I guess a couple of the guys about lost it when we asked them to help guide the horse cocks into our exposed vagina's.

I had Danny Boy on the grass by the house and I was wearing my suede jacket with the formed cups and the holes for my nipples to poke through with the studs to link as buttons. My suede pants had the openings I needed. I was trying this direction and that direction and even stretches to try mounting different ways.

Finally I hit on an idea.

If I connected the reins to my nipples while I had my shoulders on a couple of blocks while laying on my back with my legs between the forelegs, I could lift one leg then the other and bring them behind the back of the front sling.

Then if I was careful and went between the reins, I could brace against the belly of the horse and guide my feet into the sling stirrups. As I continued I could guide the horse's cock into myself and then, using the attached rein, arch my back, get my knees into position so support myself on my shoulders, and pull on the reins that were looped in the forward part of the sling to pull myself up.

When I got my head and shoulders past the back of the forward sling I would be at full penetration by the horse and would need to pull myself forward with the straps to the front and use the reins to pull my breasts forward past the rear of the sling.

I decided to try it and everyone came out to watch. There were even a couple of young girls that had come with their parents to learn about belly riding that their mother's had taken up weeks or months before. They were preparing to try it themselves.

I positioned myself and Danny Boy was already getting ready for me. I hooked the ends of the reins to the rings on my studs and lined everything up. After going over everything a dozen times it was seeming awfully simple. I was using some hard cushions for my shoulders so it was not too uncomfortable. I was well lubricated and the temperature was about 45 degrees although I was not too cold.

I was able to reach the rear of the sling and make certain I would not get tangled up in anything when I became glad I was wearing moccasins instead of boots. I was able to literally walk on Danny Boy's belly to where I needed to slip into the stirrups and rolled a little and slipped Danny Boy into me. He was quite warm but the precum on the tip of his cock was chilly but warmed after the initial shock. I felt that he was uncomfortable as I felt him trying to raise me and his enlarged cock to a more straight position. It was easier than I thought to guide and pull myself into the sling. I only had to pull a little bit on the straps and the reins guided my breasts over the rear strap very easily. I am not sure how it would do with a bare breast but that would have to wait until after the spring came.

It only took about 10 seconds! That had to be some kind of record for this type of sling. Everyone was cheering.

I had a very good orgasm and settled down as Danny boy started his easy sexy stroking walk that I knew would keep me up to a very comfortable level of excitement for an hour or so. He would cum in me at least twice and I would get some exploring out of the way and maybe meet someone new.

This may be thought of as unusual because in social settings a woman riding beneath a horse with the horse cock stuffed inside her might throw things into a "Don't even think about it!" to "Damn that is weird setting". We have found that it is a matter of curiosity lately and if we are able to talk about it in a reasonably civilized manner, it is accepted in most circumstances.

I rode down the driveway to the gate. I was planning on riding at least as far as the driveway to the farm away from town from where we lived. I had not met them but I heard that were nice folks. I don't think we had met before so I wanted to pay them a visit. I went past our gate to the road and began following it north along side of the road along the left side. This would let me see any approaching traffic and also let Danny boy be a second set of eyes instead of letting occasional cars sneak up behind us. This way if we thought necessary we could go off the side of the road a little way and let them pass. It was just over a mile when we saw the driveway off to the right side and crossed over.

The house was only about a hundred yards up the road. There was a barn and several equipment sheds behind it and a car and a couple of pickups next to the house. As I approached the gate, I saw an old swing and picnic tables under the trees. I looked around the gate and found an intercom and buzzed it. A young voice answered and asked who I was. I told "him", I guess, that I was a neighbor from the south that had come to pay a visit if the parent's were home.

A woman's voice came back, somewhat hesitantly, "The belly rider?"

I said. "Yes! I came for a friendly visit but will go back if it is inconvenient or not acceptable for you or the rest of the family to have me here like I am."

She came back chuckling and said. "We would be happy to have you for a bit, if you would not mind having 4 kids and 3 adults see you coupled to your mount."

I told her if they were curious they could even touch and feel.

I heard the gate buzz and the gate swung open for us. I had plenty of time to look around and enjoy Danny boy as he again hesitated from his stroking gait and came in me. I would be leaking when I arrived and coming down from another orgasm.

A mare was being led out of a trailer and taken to the barn by 2 men and two teen aged girls. I pulled up next to the picnic table as a woman and 2 children came out of the house to meet me. The boy looked about 8 and the girl about 10.

The lady introduced herself as Marianne. The boy she introduced as Donny and the girl as Danielle.

I introduced myself and Danny Boy.

"I see he filled you as he came up the driveway. I have always wondered how it would feel. My older sister died from an accident while trying to belly ride when she was 16 when her horse reared and she had no way to control penetration. I see you are prepared." Said Marianne.

"I am sorry to hear that. I know that the practice has been around for years, but I don't think it is practiced much, at least in this country." I admitted. "I only heard about it about 6 months ago, and then it was after my 18th birthday."

"I was 14 when I saw my sister have her accident. We were by ourselves alone at home at the time and I didn't know more than to call on the phone and get help. Help arrived but she had been dead for 20 minutes before anyone got here. I married at 17 but my husband died this last July from cancer. My brothers came back home to help me for a few months. There is only so much a single mom can do on this farm."

"I am sorry to hear that your husband is gone. I had only joined my aunt and uncle at their farm in August and had not met any of the neighbors yet. Are the 2 older girls yours?" I asked.

Yes! They are Mona. She is 16 and Sheila, she is 14. My brothers are Donald and David. Donald is a retired army officer and David is still looking to settle down, almost a lawyer, an add agency man and insurance.

They were closing up the barn and the trailer and came over to join us. Mona was the first one that commented on my coupling with the horse. She asked me if I had been doing it for long.

I told her that I started doing it since about the first of August but I had been preparing myself for several months before.

Danielle asked if she could look closely and maybe touch? I told her to take her time and be careful of the hooves since she would be in a place where he might stomp on a foot if she excited him too much.

The girls said they would be careful.

The youngest girl, Danielle, asked how far he was in me and I told them about 12 to 14 inches.

David asked me if I still enjoyed sex with men. I told him I do, but not for about 6 hours after the horse. Longer if the guy is small. Are you volunteering or asking?

He stammered and said he was curious. I told him just ask and if you are nice, clean and ready I am usually available. You too, Donald, if you are curious. Donald blushed and said "I am married for the last 15 years."

I apologized. "As I was telling Marianne. I am single and always looking although I am not married, I have lovers and I ride them bareback although they are not all horses."

Marianne asked me if I would like some coffee or was I stuck on the horse?

I told her that he was getting soft for a bit and I could come inside.

The girls asked me if I needed help and I told them I would appreciate a bottle or hose for rinsing and a towel to dry.

Marianne told Donny to get me the warm water bottle with the little hose on it that was hanging in the bathroom and a towel.

I told her that I did not expect the luxury of that. It is appreciated though.

She said he doesn't need to see me dismount the horse. When I got back on again it would be enough.

I agreed. When he ran toward the house I pushed down on Danny Boy and untangled my breasts from the forward sling and rolled off in the summersault maneuver. Cum poured out of my gaping vagina. It had about stopped when Danny came back with a full bottle. I put the hose inside me and Sheila opened the valve. The warm water felt great as it drained in front of everyone as I sat exposed with my legs and vagina open, kneeling with my knees apart.

David said that he did not think I was being very lady like and I told him that it must be lady like cause a man can't do it like this. Everyone laughed. He handed me the towel and gave me a hand standing.

Mona led Danny Boy to the barn and said she would put him in a stall, remove his bit, and give him some grain and water. He was still pretty fresh and did not yet need grooming.

We went in for fresh coffee. Marianne told Donny to put a plastic cover and a towel on a chair for me to sit on. It was done before I arrived. Everyone was full of questions. Marianne asked me to tell me about myself with stipulations. I must be completely frank and forthright about any sexual things I might mention. I asked her if all family members would be permitted to hear anything and everything. She said "Absolutely!" You noticed that Donny had no questions or was not surprised when you cleaned yourself out? He had seen all of us do that at one time or another if for no other reasons than normal hygiene.

I agreed.

I told of my relationship with my mother and my friends, telling them of my current relationships with Randy and Rebecca. I also told them of our sexual relationships over the years and my other adventures. I told them of my prom date and finally breaking my hymen, and the after prom affair and later the sex shows after I had seen the references to belly riding and the stretching I had planned from that time on. I also told of my mother's accident and what we had done before and after.

Marianne complimented me on many of my choices. She said that she and her girls, to her knowledge, had never really had a hymen to deal with. She was also surprised that it was possible for girls to refrain from vaginal coupling until being old enough to be of legal age for commitment to marriage or maturity for child bearing. She asked if I was thinking of bearing children.

I told her that I might in the next couple of years. I would have to quit coupling with horses for at least 6 weeks first so I would shrink everything to proper size and refrain from sex with oversized cocks for the duration of the pregnancy or I would lose the child. Coupling with a horse is almost certain birth control because the cock goes all the way into the womb and actually stretches it to almost the size of a term pregnancy. The alternative is somewhat dangerous and does not go through the cervix and the penetration misses the cervix and the womb. This can rupture the vagina easily and can be easily fatal when it crushes the diaphragm and or the liver. As it is any woman who wished to couple with a horse must clean herself out with a very thorough enema first. This will keep bruising down inside and give things room to move around. If there is a rupture of anything it might bleed but can often be repaired if done in time and septus infections are reduced if there is a tear or rupture. It can be almost considered a form of Russian roulette.

From what I have been able to find from research on the internet. There are nearly as many men that succumb to horse impalement as women. Most of the men that are found dead from the act have a gay background. The women usually live for a few minutes to a couple of hours but are not deserted as the men are since they often do it while alone. Men that do it are in front of an audience as a spectacle but the watchers leave immediately when there is a problem. Much of the practice has disappeared since the 1950's when Brazil changed some of the laws permitting it. It has been discouraged there since. In the U.S. there are about 50 instances per year of fatalities of those not prepared for the practice. These are only surmised from the statistics. While not completely outlawed in all states, it is highly discouraged.

At our farm we have tapped into and drawn from an underground following and now are looking to expand our housing and stable facilities. Dr. Duncan has consented to be our medical resource since he is a qualified human GYN and is very familiar with the behavior of the women and animals involved.

Marianne began adding to the conversation.

"We have been trying to decide what we can do to support ourselves here. My late husband did some logging and we have a small sawmill for cutting rough lumber for building. We also are energy self- sufficient and have stalls for 16 horses in the barn. It is good for year around usage and has climate control and drainage. We also have metal and woodworking facilities as good or better than any farm around. Our house has 6 bedrooms although at this time it is full. Are you looking at buying or leasing?"

We are not looking at moving anyone out of their family homes. Depending on what is contributed and involvement of the individuals in the venture, we are prepared to allow a good living income, taxes and health benefits to principles on the farms. We are continually asked by clients for both stable and family resort housing on both short and long term basis. The horses would be housed and cared for by the company. Some of them, if the animals are owned by the clients, they would be paid for and reserved for their exclusive usage unless they explicitly allowed them for general use. Others would be for usage by a greater number of clients and others for use by anyone wishing to pay to use them. Principles in the venture may use any of the horses for personal gratification as long as the horse and the person continues to be STD free. Of course the clients are required to maintain a STD free status. Principles are encouraged to participate in helping the clients with any of their wishes as long as the service is offered. If a service is offered by the principle it must be delivered as quickly as possible. Any special services are above the posted rated services are on an individual basis. Principles must be over 18. Any service offered will be paid to the company and those principles involved will receive a percentage of the commission involved.

Now for the protection of those under 18. Your daughters and son are not required to participate in sexual acts of any sort with any of the clients. As such they will be allowed to participate in assisting the clients with their animals as a principle. If they are to participate in any way, you must itemize how far and what they can do. Like today with Donny. He was told to get the warm water bottle for a douche. He would not be made to insert it or do the act for the client. If he was asked to insert it, he would have to rely on his own judgment on how far to go. In some cases someone his size might be asked to insert his whole arm inside of a woman holding the hose. This would be up to him and an adult principle. Would you allow such a thing?

They looked at each other and Marianne said. "No he wouldn't yet. Only to fetch the device and hold the bottle until he gets better acquainted with the female organs and more familiar with women coupling with horses. Then we would talk it over to determine if he was interested or not and able to handle the assignment properly."

Mona and Sheila asked what they might do. I told them that they could do anything they wished if they were helping the clients. They would not be requested or required to have sex with any of the clients, commit sexual acts, or even look like they were available. They would not be asked to strip or run around nude in mixed company. If they wished to do so they would have to work the details out with their mother. If they wished they may have a GYN exam by Dr. Duncan any time he was available. Any treatment would be under the watch and permission of your mother. They seemed satisfied with the explanation.

Donald and David asked what they could do as principles since the farm was equally owned by the three siblings.

I thought about it for a bit and carefully laid it out for them. They would join as a family unit. As such they would receive payments for services as a family unit as principles. The more participation they did the more income they would receive. This would include capitol improvements on any of the corporate facilities and maintenance. If you join the company, the company pays for the property taxes and acts as a conduit for the majority of the cash flow. Anything above the minimum effort that pays the taxes goes toward the health and well being of the those principles doing the actual services for the clients, or corporate maintenance and improvements.

Donald asked if I had the necessary papers for an agreement. I told him that we had prepared the basic papers for when we had someone that wished to add to our venture at the house.

He asked for them.

I will bring them tomorrow with my aunt and my 2 friends that have put their lives and all of their savings into the company.

"We can tour the premises at that time." Said Donald. "Now I want to see how you mount that horse of yours." He said it with a smile and a twinkle in the eye.

"I think it will be the best view from in back of the horse if he doesn't kick you. That way you get to watch me slide all the way on from both sides. The only other place is either side just forward of his legs. You would be closer but I think the kids will want to be there to watch. I am still stretched so he should slip right in." I said, grinning in anticipation.

Mona and Sheila went to get Danny Boy with the other two children in tow.

I thanked Marianne for allowing the children to hear about me and the enterprise. I also asked how she had heard about a belly rider in the neighborhood. She told me that the girls had heard a little about it at school from some of the kids that had seen me in town. Not much was said so there was not any real rumors running rampant. I told her that anything of our arrangement must not be repeated by the kids and to explain that to them. They must explain that the bestiality thing with the horses is simply the woman's choice. It is not entirely legal do not imply anything more. It was not a generally done thing and I did not expect or advocate it to be, especially for young ladies or boys.

She agreed with that and would reinforce the idea with all of the children and any one that asked her. Donald and David listened intently at this and agreed.

The kids got back with Danny Boy and he was nearly ready for me when he saw me. I gave the girls some lubricating gel and asked them to rub it on the horse. They seemed to know just what to do.

I readied myself by laying under his chest with my legs between his forelegs. I fastened the reins to my nipples as I had the first time.

Donny noticed my nipples the first time and asked why I did that and I told him I needed to pull them over the back of the front sling to get in place. He asked why I didn't hook the reins to the top of the pocket and I told him that I didn't always wear a jacket or a vest. I still needed to pull them ahead of me while mounting the horse.

He was satisfied at this and stepped back a little. I had 2 kids on each side as I lifted my feet to the horse's chest and began curling up. As I neared the already enlarged cock, 2 pair of hands guided it into my now open vagina. I guided my feet and legs into the stirrups and did my hand stand as Danny Boy helped lift me as I was impaled at my limit. I slipped into the front sling in a matter of seconds. Donny was watching with big round eyes as I had pulled on my nipples stretching them as they glided into place.

Marianne said. "I have to try that! It looks so gratifying."

I replied. "It sure is. It feels great every time I mount a horse this way."

We said our good bye and I guided Danny Boy toward the gate. It opened before I got there. I was feeling great and Danny boy built a nice swinging canter all the way home for the 2 miles. I don't remember much of it but I was in prime orgasm most of the time. I do remember seeing 3 cars or pickups passing. I don't remember if they might have seen anything or even cared. They didn't honk.

I explained to aunt Mae and the others what we had talked about and we took out the draft papers and filled in the blanks. We also filled out the current pricing for the services we were rendering and any that we could conceive rendering.

The next morning Aunt Mae called and talked with Marianne. Since it was Sunday they would be home all day and asked us to drop by for a late breakfast. Uncle Jess agreed to stay with the 2 guests staying with us, to give them breakfast, and prepare their horses for them.

Bonnie, Rebecca, Randy, Aunt Mae and myself piled into the van and drove the 2 miles to the neighbor's house. The gate was opening when we arrived. The girls surprised us when we got out of the car since they were wearing only their birthday suits. Marianne explained they usually were without clothes around the house and they only had clothes on yesterday because they had been away getting another horse for the stable. She had on only an apron although Donald and David had clothes on because they were out in the back area finishing a few chores where they might get scratches if the didn't wear protective clothing. Aunt Mae didn't but the rest of us pealed off our suede outfits and joined them. Even Randy took off his clothes but kept on his moccasins. Marianne looked at him in his perpetually aroused state and agreed with me that he was a keeper. It was a bit chilly outside so we quickly went into the house.

Breakfast was served and we sat down and enjoyed ourselves. We had a full meal and it was great. Mona and Sheila sat on either side of Randy. They were aroused and perky. The girls asked us about our nipple piercings and our Christina buckles. We told them, and showed them all, what they were and what the buckles signified. We also told them that the buckles also covered most of our vaginal lips when we were sitting from general unobstructed viewing while in public. They also required us to leave our legs apart a little in a generally unladylike manner like cowboys. We laughed about this. Bonnie showed Donald and David giving a close-up demonstration of her ornamentation since she had known them when she was in school. She almost gushed at them when they touched the buckles and even felt behind them and her clit just beneath the bottom of it. Bonnie said they have permission if they want to do more later. David said he would take her up on the offer. The girls snickered and said that Uncle David was going to get laid. Bonnie laughed and said "Bareback of course!" David blushed.

We finished breakfast and broke out the papers. We explained that the papers did not need to be signed immediately and in fact they could not be registered until Monday at the bank.

David read them thoroughly and complimented us on how well they were done and how explicit they were on the rights and responsibilities of all parties involved. He passed them around for the others to read and asked us how we had them drawn up. I explained that most of it was done by the 5 of us and then we had it edited and reviewed by a law professor who is a friend of ours at the state college whose wife is a client and a judge who is also a client. He remarked that is quite remarkable. It does not itemize the specific services but does refer to a bill of lading for services rendered.

We handed him the document we had of the current pricing of the services rendered. We explained that it was done this way since some of the services may be conceived to be illegal as in prostitution although it was not called that here. All of the services are based on taking care of human needs and desires. Some of them are pretty kinky in many parts of polite society. That is why they are listed on a separate listing of services. It can be substituted for legal purposes like woodcutting, plumbing or hay bailing. It only refers to client services. The provider takes a percentage of the tender offer and the rest goes to the company to pay for infrastructure and non-covered expenses like taxes, administration and personnel benefits.

It sounds and looks good to me said David. He signed as one of the principles for the family farm. It was passed around the table and all signed the document including the children at their place to sign. There were 3 copies and we each kept one. One would be registered with the state at the bank tomorrow.

The weather was warming nicely and Marianne suggested we all go on a little tour of the area. She told us that much of it was never seen by anyone except family. Most of it was camouflaged from aerial photography by the tax office. We started with the barn.

Inside it didn't look like a barn. The floors were sealed textured concrete and it was warm and very well lit with 10 foot finished ceilings. Marianne said the farm is self sufficient for energy with 4 windmills and a photovoltaic area for electricity. We use electric heat for the barn and the rest of the buildings. All of the waste from the horses and pens are fed through troughs to an incubator in the back that generates methane for the use by the tractor and the trucks. It also breaks down the waste for fertilizer for the orchards and the garden.

We left through the back door and went past the pond. In the back was a metal shed that had the incubator in it. Past the pond was a low stone wall. Around the corner we saw a long equipment shed with bushes and vines on top of it with about a foot of soil.

Marianne began the narration. "This shed was built by my father for farm maintenance and is invisible from the air. Nobody else is allowed back here. Inside is metal and woodworking machinery some of it is even state of the art CNC for making precision parts and cabinetry. Some of the tractors we have are only half original parts but have new replacement parts made to order by us. Behind this we have our little sawmill for cutting rough lumber and timbers from logs we cut off the rear part of the property or are brought to us by neighbors to cut. We also have 4 pigs and a boar for bacon and about a dozen chickens for eggs."

Sheila spoke up about this time and asked her mom if they could all go to see the pigs. "This is my Sunday and I need a new plug. It is more fun to get one when others are here to talk to."

Marianne looked at us a moment with a kind of guilty look.

I asked, "A new plug?"

Marianne picked up the conversation and told us the girls were using one of nature's birth control methods. "The girls, from the time they entered puberty have been coupling with a boar we have kept for the purpose. The boar couples with the girls as he would a sow and attempt to impregnate them. He leaves a natural diaphragm in the cervix and fills their womb with his semen that does nothing but does give them a satisfied feeling. It lasts about a week then comes out. The girls get the plug on the day after their period and again a week later after it comes out. They can couple if they wish in between but they will not get pregnant this way. Their cervix and womb are filled for the 2 week period with the plugs. A lot of the farm girls do this. It may be that is one of the reasons that nobody made a big deal of your coupling with horses when you had your piercings. The girls find it fun and within their group a kind of social event."

Mona spoke up and asked her mom if she could ask Randy to couple with her while Sheila was getting plugged?

Marianne nodded.

Mona asked Randy if he could mount her while Sheila was being mounted by the boar. "I like to try different guys to try them for size and you are about as big as any that I have come across."

He was already getting aroused and told her he would try to do her right. At 16 she looked very mature but he had not made any moves on her because of her age. He could see that she was already getting aroused and leaking a little.

We went around to the back of the equipment shed and entered a very clean livestock area. It had the same flooring as the barn but smaller stalls. Sheila explained that she and Mona had built this area as a 4-H project. We built 3 breeding pens to use. Actually we built them for us to use and made 3 different sizes for as we grew into them. At the end was a small pen at the end of a ramp that Sheila said was her "Breeding pen. Donny! Could you bring Bruiser?"

Donny went into the enclosure to get the boar.

Sheila went to a small cooler and took out a small jar and stuck her finger in it before sticking her finger in her vagina. She replaced the jar and crawled into the little pen that was designed to protect her from the large boar and to keep him from crushing her. She was on her hands and knees with her legs spread apart, almost like Rebecca and I when we were belly riding. She was at about eye level so she could see and all of her be seen by all of us. A ramp led up to the back of the pen where the boar would mount her. She was also fully exposed and open for the boar to take when he was ready.

The boar was squealing a bit when he was led outside but caught the scent and ran up the ramp to give Sheila a sniff before putting his feet on both sides of her cover. His corkscrew cock was already at work. Within a minute he had entered her with his small crooked cock. She said he was working her up real well. "It is unbelievable how he tickles me as he comes in and works his way into me. Ahh! He just got through my cervix. And he is starting to fill me. I feel so hot inside." She was squealing with excitement as she had her climaxes and orgasms, describing things as they happened.

Meanwhile Mona was sitting on Randy and was bouncing on his cock taking him all the way. Her full B sized breasts held fast with his hands as she was pulling and tugging on her enlarged nipples. She was having a good rolling up and down in a series of orgasm but was getting tired of doing all the work. She asked Randy to do her from the back while Sheila and I talk to each other. Randy finally gave her his load as they both had another full orgasm.

Randy did not last as long as the boar did although he was done in about 20 minutes.

[Continued in Chapter 4B]