THE STALLIONS AND MARES... YES I AM 35 years old and understand that i could post this confession without legal issues,i used to live in rural texas just south of austin texas and pretty much lived in a typical ranch style home with my parents,two younger brothers and my grandfather.my father and grandfather own a stable of horses and have invested extremely well on a popular american product that sells very well throughout the u.s.and overseas.growing up i was very close and lovingly attached to my grandfather who taught me how to ride horses and shoot rabbits,cans,bottles etc.... our ranch home is impressive with three bathrooms,12 bedrooms,huge living room,giant kitchen,comfortable cherry wood patio surrounded by acres of land and water fountain in the huge backyard.money and politics are the main topics discussed at home and i was strictly forbidden from having boyfriends.growing up i always said i wanted to meet and marry a man like my dad or grandpa and as a little girl from the age of 8 until i was 10 i'd innocently sneak into my grandfathers bedroom late at night and get under the covers to sleep snugged and warm beside him.my grandpa would often wake up to find me asleep by his side and gently caress my hair in the darkness of his room,being so young i often couldn't understand the logic when he'd wake me by whispering in my ear...THERE NOW LIL-ONE YOU GO BACK TO YOUR ROOM CHILD YOUR FEMALE SCENT IS TEMPTATION...GO ON HONEY...during mating season for the horses in the stables my grandfather often made these statements while my father led the beautiful stallion horses towards an enclosed area where a young female mare was tied to a fence-post,the stallion would gallop and grunt as it sniffed and licked the mares privates...HE GONE GOT HER SCENT...my grandfather would call out to my dad as the stallion prepared to mount the mare from behind,it's huge and thick phallus often made me ask my mother..WHAT'S THAT MOMMY...though of course she never answered me perhaps because i was too young to understand.we always stood a safe distance behind the fence as the stallion locked itself to the struggling mare burying the entire length of it's enormous phallus in her privates which sent the mare into fits of panic as she grunted and kicked at the stallion though he stayed with her for a long time.my father would ride the whip to get the stallion off the mare once it had...BREEDED HER...as my grandfather often said. though my grandfather practically whiepered this every night he failed to explain why and being young,stubborn and quite persistent i'd return to his room until he finally gave up though he made it a point to discuss my behavior with my parents whom of course found it amusing that grandpa's lil-girl had full control of a big old teddy bear.though my grandfather protested that it wasn't lady-like for a young girl to sleep alongside him in only her panties my parents convinced him to just ignore my childish behavior.quite soon there-after and perhaps to deter me from sleeping in his bed he literally began sleeping in the nude,though at first it was an unexpected and strange thing for him to do i continued to sleep in his room.naturally my grandfather was just as stubborn and began using scare tactics though i could never understand his statements when he constantly whispered in my ear...YOU GONE SLEEP AND STALLION GONE GET THAT SCENT...CHILD,YOUNG MARE LIKE YOU GONE TASTE NICE...though i often slept with my back and facing away from my grandfather beneath the covers he eventually began getting closer to hug me,caress my hair and whisper...CHILD,SWEET CHILD...YOUR SCENT CALLS THE MATING SEASON...it was then i understood just before my 9th birthday what he meant.the stallion and the mares that my father and he led to mating was my grandfathers initial desire to...mount me. in the darkness of his room and hidden beneath the covers beside him i felt his hand tugging and pulling down my panties,like the stallion in the stables my grandfather silently positioned his male phallus between my small plumped thighs and it felt huge and thick forcing me to part my thighs...YOUR TOO YOUNG TO MATE BREED CHILD...he whispered as he stroked his phallus between my parted thighs and caressed my hair.though unlike the mare in the stables i didn't have fits of panic nor did i kick out at my grandfather but stood silently wondering how long he would stay with me.in curious wonder i would touched the length of his phallus and the strange pubic hairs, naturally i was shocked my grandfather had hair in that area....MY SEED CHILD...he suddenly whispered and unexpectedly my side of the bed and thighs were wet and sticky with his male seed...i could feel my grandfathers body tremble as he held me tightly and we soon were asleep.by age 10 i was my grandfathers version of the young mare in the stables... consenting,silent and very happy.late at night he'd wait for me knowing that he had the freedom to enjoy the scent and taste of a young female mare.he died before my 11th birthday never having mated with me because it was physically and sexually impossible,i visit his grave to this very day with no regrets or psychological issues and though i'm happily married with children of my own i still remember those nights with fondness...rest in peace grandpa...END