Lesbian Female / 25
My family owned a horse breeding farm in Colorado. From the earliest memories I loved to go watch when the mares were bred. We had thorough bred horses and my father thought it was just bad not to let the stallions get on the mares. I got all the talk, everything was scientific, the breeding selection, getting the mare into heat, bringing in the stallion to mount her. When I was eleven we had a young female veterinarian, her name was Josie. She was pretty and hard as nails, she would get the stallion on the mare and help the stallion's penis find the mare. She would give me these big gloves and would have me help. Once the stallion was in we would watch him mount her until he pulled out his penis and it would hang under him dripping wet. We would wash down his penis and then let him go.
The mares would be kept tied to their ring in the shoot until the stallion was out of the barn. We would examine her vagina and make sure she was alright, no tears or bleeding and then she would be taken out to a pasture for mares.
Josie and I talked, I walked around her while she did her rounds, helped her check the condition of the mares, watched mostly while she checked the stallions, they were a lot more skittish and she didn't want me hurt. One day I asked her why she didn't have a husband. She looked at me and asked me if I thought it was something I wanted to do to have a penis stuck in me like that. No thank you, she didn't need a penis and she advised me against it too. I asked her what if she wanted children. She answered that she never wanted children, and anyways she had me.
One afternoon, around labor day, she asked me if wanted to go horseback riding. She asked the foreman to get us a couple of stallions and we would go out to the rim and we would be back by sundown. We raced, these horses could run, and once they were let go to run, we just held on and raced until we got tired, because our horses could keep going. We got to the rim, and got off and tied the horses to a branch and sat down and talked. I was going to be turning 15 and going into high school and I was being sent to a private boarding school in Connecticut where my mother was from. Her stallion let his penis out and we watched it. She asked me if I thought it was beautiful and I said I thought I did, in fact it was beautiful.
She laid back on the grass and pulled me onto her and asked me if I wanted a penis. She put her finger on my lips and asked me to promise her never to let a penis get in me. We were a different kind of female. A stallion's penis was beautiful, in fact it was about the most beautiful thing in nature, but a man's penis was horrid. She rolled me over and she was on top of me and she asked me to swear to her that I would never allow that, we were different females, we had each other and we didn't want a male. I opened my legs and she fell between them and she kissed me. She told me she didn't want me to go away to school. That she loved me and that she couldn't stand the idea of me being so far away from her. We made love, we didn't undress completely, but we got the necessary parts uncovered. I told her that I would be back for my mother's birthday, for Thanksgiving, for Christmas, for Spring Break, and if I got lonely I knew my father would bring me back for the weekend. And we would be together all summer long.
When we pulled ourselves together her Stallion had drawn his penis back. She put her hand under his belly and she rubbed his sheath. Before getting back on our stallions, she stopped me and said she needed to hear that I loved her as much as she loved me. I gave her my love and swore I would never let a man near me. She gave me her ring, and asked me to wear it everyday, to remind me that I was hers and that she was waiting for me.
My days at school were so bad. I never knew loneliness till then. I wore my ring every day, I never took it off. Fifteen became sixteen, sixteen became seventeen, seventeen became eighteen. I never took my ring off, never. When I went home, after spending the necessary time with my parents, I would finally be able to go be with Josie. As I got older we got bolder and for my last semester of my senior year, I asked Josie to walk with me out on the back lawn of the house, and I took her hands in mine I gave myself to her for a goodbye kiss. I knew my mother was in her sitting room and she would be seeing us out on the lawn.
When I went to Boston to go to college, my mother asked Josie to go with me to take care of me. I would be living in an apartment and she did not want me living alone. When we were at the airport, and we were getting ready to go through security, my mother pulled us aside and told Josie that a mother's trust went with her, to take care of me as if I was her own, that I was Josie's girl now and she expected her to take care of me.
My mother wants grandchildren. It will have to be with an ampule of donated semen.
The mares would be kept tied to their ring in the shoot until the stallion was out of the barn. We would examine her vagina and make sure she was alright, no tears or bleeding and then she would be taken out to a pasture for mares.
Josie and I talked, I walked around her while she did her rounds, helped her check the condition of the mares, watched mostly while she checked the stallions, they were a lot more skittish and she didn't want me hurt. One day I asked her why she didn't have a husband. She looked at me and asked me if I thought it was something I wanted to do to have a penis stuck in me like that. No thank you, she didn't need a penis and she advised me against it too. I asked her what if she wanted children. She answered that she never wanted children, and anyways she had me.
One afternoon, around labor day, she asked me if wanted to go horseback riding. She asked the foreman to get us a couple of stallions and we would go out to the rim and we would be back by sundown. We raced, these horses could run, and once they were let go to run, we just held on and raced until we got tired, because our horses could keep going. We got to the rim, and got off and tied the horses to a branch and sat down and talked. I was going to be turning 15 and going into high school and I was being sent to a private boarding school in Connecticut where my mother was from. Her stallion let his penis out and we watched it. She asked me if I thought it was beautiful and I said I thought I did, in fact it was beautiful.
She laid back on the grass and pulled me onto her and asked me if I wanted a penis. She put her finger on my lips and asked me to promise her never to let a penis get in me. We were a different kind of female. A stallion's penis was beautiful, in fact it was about the most beautiful thing in nature, but a man's penis was horrid. She rolled me over and she was on top of me and she asked me to swear to her that I would never allow that, we were different females, we had each other and we didn't want a male. I opened my legs and she fell between them and she kissed me. She told me she didn't want me to go away to school. That she loved me and that she couldn't stand the idea of me being so far away from her. We made love, we didn't undress completely, but we got the necessary parts uncovered. I told her that I would be back for my mother's birthday, for Thanksgiving, for Christmas, for Spring Break, and if I got lonely I knew my father would bring me back for the weekend. And we would be together all summer long.
When we pulled ourselves together her Stallion had drawn his penis back. She put her hand under his belly and she rubbed his sheath. Before getting back on our stallions, she stopped me and said she needed to hear that I loved her as much as she loved me. I gave her my love and swore I would never let a man near me. She gave me her ring, and asked me to wear it everyday, to remind me that I was hers and that she was waiting for me.
My days at school were so bad. I never knew loneliness till then. I wore my ring every day, I never took it off. Fifteen became sixteen, sixteen became seventeen, seventeen became eighteen. I never took my ring off, never. When I went home, after spending the necessary time with my parents, I would finally be able to go be with Josie. As I got older we got bolder and for my last semester of my senior year, I asked Josie to walk with me out on the back lawn of the house, and I took her hands in mine I gave myself to her for a goodbye kiss. I knew my mother was in her sitting room and she would be seeing us out on the lawn.
When I went to Boston to go to college, my mother asked Josie to go with me to take care of me. I would be living in an apartment and she did not want me living alone. When we were at the airport, and we were getting ready to go through security, my mother pulled us aside and told Josie that a mother's trust went with her, to take care of me as if I was her own, that I was Josie's girl now and she expected her to take care of me.
My mother wants grandchildren. It will have to be with an ampule of donated semen.
