Chapter 5

The idea that I was laying in a bed, a feeding tube through my nose, an IV in my arm, pressure sleeves on my legs, and still able to not break down as I spilled my history to a total stranger was something strange. The fact that my cock didn’t care about any of that and just wanted to engage in everything was normal.

“I’m not sure I am ready to talk about my virginity just yet Doc,” I said. “I prefer to think about my interactions that had less of an emotional impact.”

“If that is what you wish Mr. Shaw, I am listening,” the petite woman stated.

“Buster was the name that was given to the deerhound. He was a handsome brute. Quick as a deer, and scruffy as the heather. He weighed a full 7 stone. He wasn’t small, in any areas. From the time he was a pup, he was always precocious. He would have been about 3 the summer that I was 16. One could say that we both went through our own sexual awakenings at the same time. Sure, I was busy with my hand, but it was mostly fueled by things that I helped happen. Buster was busy mounting anything that was in the correct position, myself included.”

“Are you saying that you were mounted by a dog Shaw?”

“Well, he tried. He was also cuffed for it and didn’t try again with me. The same couldn’t be said for some folks on the farm. Shell was the first girl to benefit from my plotting and Buster’s mounting. She had already sucked off a stallion in front of me, so when I told her that I wanted to show her something else, well, she was excited. Buster spent about five minutes sniffing and licking her pussy from behind before he jumped up and started probing at her. The instant that his cock finally penetrated her, I knew it by the way she gasped, then moaned and shuddered. I didn’t know until it was done that he had speared her in the ass. There was something delicious about watching his semen drip out of her ass and run across her labia and down her legs. She kissed me and told me to warn her the next time so she could have a plug-in. At the time, I had no clue exactly what she meant. I learned two days later when she lifted her skirts and had a rubber butt plug seated firmly in her seat so that Buster couldn’t fill her ass again. That day when he knotted in her pussy, was the first time that a woman had touched my cock, even through my pants.

“It was the third or fourth time that I had Shell in a collar and a lead tied to the wall in the barn while Buster was filling her with his seed that we were caught by one of my Nans,” I confessed as I reached down to begin stroking my cock.

“I am sorry Doc, but this blanket chafes the head of my cock so do you mind if I uncover it while I talk?”

I almost didn’t hear her as she huskily whispered, “Please do.”

“Nan Alisa was, at the time, my youngest Nan. She was only 35 that summer. My Grandfather had collared her and owned her for about 6 years. She wasn’t the bustiest of my Nans, but when I would look for bras and undergarments to fuel my masturbation, it was often hers that I used. I would say that she had D-cup breasts. Before that day, I hadn’t ever seen her in anything less than a bathing suit. I had walked in on all of my other Nans in some state of undress, but Alisa was reserved and cautious with nudity around me. I didn’t know at the time why. When she caught Shell rubbing my cock through my pants as Buster was knotting her, she didn’t yell or freak out. We didn’t know we had been caught until we both had cum dripping down our legs. My cum was dripping down my leg, and Busters was dripping down hers. I was getting ready to remove the collar from Shell and allow her to try to stand when Alisa cleared her throat. She told Shell to go home, and she would talk to her later. I was certain that I was going to get a lashing.

“After Shell left, Alisa looked at me and asked if I knew the risks that I had taken and if I knew what would happen if my Grandfather had caught us. I didn’t know what would happen, I hadn’t thought of it. I was actually more worried about the wet spot in my pants at the moment than what would have happened. Alisa pointed out the wet spot and said that Buster had made a mess on my leg. Before I could object, she stepped to me and wet her finger on the spot, then put it to her lips. The look on her face would later be something that we talked about as an inside joke. I daftly asked her how she knew what Buster’s sperm tasted like, her red face said everything. I was told that I couldn’t say anything and that she would do whatever it took to keep my silence. While I was daft about her activities with Buster, I was not daft about my opportunity to explore a real woman.

“That day I told her that I had jerked off in her bra enough times that I wanted to see what it held. She didn’t argue and quickly removed her blouse and bra. The only thing remaining above her waist was the steel collar that my Grandfather had placed on her. I sank down to the hay bale that Shell had been kneeling over and pulled out my cock. Alisa gasped when I did, though, at the time, I thought it was because I was being bold. I began stroking my cock, and once I was fully erect, I finally took my eyes off her breasts. She had the most magnificent nipples. Her areola was bigger than a silver dollar, and the nipples stood out like the nipples of a bottle. When I took my eyes off her breasts it was only to look at her face for a moment to see her open mouth then I closed my eyes and began fisting my cock something fierce. I wasn’t prepared for the sensation of her mouth covering the head of my cock. She didn’t try to move my hands, she just swirled her tongue around the crown and applied a great suction. I was taken back to the feeling of the mare’s pussy. I lasted longer than I expected to, probably because of the pseudo hand job I had received from Shell. I didn’t know the proper protocol was to give a warning before ejaculating, and I came with abundance. Even without being warned, she swallowed every drop. She slowly started to rise and placed her lips to mine before she grabbed her clothing and put it on then went back to the house. I sat there with my mind reeling as I had just gotten my first blow job, and had the taste of my own seed on my lips.”