Ultimate shoulder rides

GeoffCouch wrote:

Most of my experience has been giving piggyback rides, and I love giving them to women. It is not a matter of choosing between piggybacks and shoulder rides, both are wonderful! But I always want the rider to be heavier than the mount, and piggybacks are great in that situation. I have given piggybacks to several women and wish I had given more

Back in school I was by far the lightest boy in our class. The other boys still made me give them piggyback rides quite regularly.
One time a girl gave me the dare to give a much heavier boy a piggyback ride. His name was Freddy and I even had to carry him a few stairs. He weighed 65 kilos when I only weighed 38.5 kilos. He didn't hesitate to climb on my back. I struggled a lot under his weight but eventually I was able to make it

I prefer shoulder rides, mostly because there's the thighs around the head component which is hot to me.

Lx31207:                                                                                                                                 Piggyback  rides are OK and I've been carried that way  hundreds of time  and even a few times by  girls/women  for any number of reasons. Most guys can be talked into giving piggyback rides but I don't  enjoy  riding that way in comparison to sitting on the carrier's shoulders.      When I'm sitting on someone's shoulders I don't have to hold onto his neck to stay up there and I have a better view. I can push his head foreword enough so  my  bottom is at least partially supported  rather than hanging off his back in a piggyback  ride.

m2ichaela:

I think  tying the carrier's hand and sitting on them is a   good idea, assuming he  can keep his arms back far enough.  But usually the piggyback rides have been spontaneous rather than planned.   For example I made a guy carry me through a park after a rainstorm because  I didn't want to get my shoes  wet.  He was just strong enough to carry my weight with  a lot of effort but it was only about a half mile and taking the  sidewalk would have been a mile or more to the restaurant  from  where he parled his car.   Another guy  carried me onto the beach piggyback because the sand was really hot and we were both barefoot.

I agree tying my pony's hands between his back and riding him would be very amusing! He would have to carry me to exhaustion and cannot ask me to get off. Hmm it is true that human horses also serve the practical way of carrying me as a rider if the terrain is very muddy or wet. After all why should I get my magnificent shoes or riding boots dirty?!

To curb lascivious thoughts and to have a little fun I would enjoy sitting on my horse's shoulders to blindfold him, then getting down and mounting his back. He will not be able to see, or for that matter, where our riding is taking us and have only my judgement, sight and spurring to rely on. I will turn his head if I would like him to change direction and if I was wearing a long A line skirt then I will cover his face with it ) . Of course this would only work in an open grassy area, such as a park, but what's to stop me blindfolding my horse elsewhere?

The only purpose of my carrier is to serve me, I have no compunction for casting aside their thoughts and feelings. Be that as it may they may be tired but tough! I will ride them to exhaustion, especially since they will almost certainly enjoy it!

I may enjoy dehumanising and degrading my carrier to the status of a horse, if not less. I am every masochists' dream and more! Certainly more than their limited mind could ever imagine... I may strip my carrier of his sentience so he becomes  a mindless servant and I will not care for his pain and suffering This experience would be very much jocular for me...

'' You want water horse? Carry me at a nice gallop to that bench there first . Once you reach there, you may be rewarded for your efforts with a drink of precious, pellucid liquid; namely water.''  Upon reaching said landmark I would take out some water and take my sweet time opening it. Pour the water on his face so they he may swallow what he can.. Or better yet.. pour it onto the ground so he kneels to the floor with me on his back to lap up these lifesaving drops of beverage as I laugh callously, bounce and grinding on him all the way? Then I would produce a fresh bottle, let him drink his fill (with me on top, you didn't expect me to get off from this comfortable beast of burden did you?) and have him carry me back to our starting place.

It is also prudent that my horse should experience losing control of his sight, at the mercy of me to make sure he does not bump into a lamp post or similar. I could hike up my skirt or jean shorts, or wear underwear only for all I care and it is also humorous that my carrier may be feeling my precious, soft calves and legs but he cannot see their magnificence!


My horses are not my partners or equal in status to me in any way, they are pedestals for my elegance, beauty and cruelty. I know my silence is louder than any whip, and they ache for every unspoken order. I ride with grace they serve with gratitude. My man horse does not ask when I will be ready, he knows I will already be on top of him. He thanks me for the privilege of pain.

You should know that consent is for equals, a steed cannot negotiate nor will I accept any negotiations, if you kneel as my mount, I won't insult you by asking if you are ready to bear my weight, don't be shocked when I climb aboard and ride you to exhaustion!