Ultimate shoulder rides

I just stumbled on to your site while browsing the internet.  Wow, what a club you have here!  It's great to find people who share my interest in shoulder riding.  Let me start off by sharing a story of mine that got me interested in this hobby in the first place.

My first experience with shoulder riding came when I was 13 years old.  I was in an afterschool program that was run by these two girls - one around 30 years old, and the other around 25.  We were all on the school playground one afternoon trying to get a basketball game together.  Wendy, our 30 year old counselor had bought some basketball nets to go on the goals.  Since we didn't have a ladder, she asked one of the younger girls to get on her shoulders to try to hang the net.  The girl was a year younger than me and rather small for her age, probably no more than 90 lbs.  Wendy was around 5'7" and an average build.  I later found out that she weighed 138.  Wendy easily bent down and lifted this girl from behind and handed her the net.  However, she soon realized that the girl was a few inches short of being able to reach the basket.  About this time, our other counsleor, Misty (the 25 year old) was coming onto the playground along with a few other kids.  Up until now, I was the only lucky witness to this little "show."  Wendy asked Misty to get on her shoulders to see if she could reach the basket.  Misty seemed a little reluctant, using the common female cliche of "I don't think you can lift me.  I'm too heavy."  Wendy asked her how much she weighed and she said 126.  She was also around 5'7" and had a great body.  Wendy said that she thought she could lift her without too much of a problem.  After Misty agreed, she got behind her and attempted to lift her the same way she had the smaller girl.  After failing to get her all the way up on the first two tries, she had to get down in a crouch directly under Misty to lift her.  She shook a bit as she was finally able to stand up.  After about 30 seconds or so, Misty had gotten only two loops fixed on the basket.  Wendy said "I'm going to have to let you down."  I think she had been too heavy for her to hold up for long enough to get the net up.

Just when I thought that the show was over, one of the other girls my age suggested that they switch and have Wendy get on Misty's shoulders.  This is when Wendy said she was a little heavier, "12 pounds heavier, to be exact," she revealed.  To my surprise, Misty seemed eager to try to lift her anyway.  After a couple of tries, it was obvious that she wasn't going to be able to lift the heavier girl.  She got her a couple of feet off the ground the last try, only to collapse under the weight with both of them laughing.  It looked like we wouldn't be able to get the nets up that day.  Given the show I had witnessed, I didn't care that much.  Watching these two girls try to lift each other interested me tremendously, and I wasn't exactly sure why at the time.  I then did something very much out of character for me.  Since I was the oldest and tallest boy in the afterschool program, I offered to lift Misty on my shoulders to finish putting up the net.  I was very shy at that age, especially around girls, even more so around older girls that looked as good as these two.  I couldn't even believe that these words came out of my mouth.  After first saying that this wasn't a good idea because I could get hurt, Misty agreed to let me try after several kids complained that we wouldn't be able to play otherwise.  I was very nervous, but eager to see if I could get this older girl up on my shoulders.  I was tall for my age, around 5'10."  However, I was extremely thin, I weighed between 115 and 120 myself.  I looked pretty brittle, and I'm surprised that they even let me try this.  As I bent down behind Misty, I remembered how low Wendy had to go to get enough strength to lift her.  Determined to get her up on the first try, I got down in a crouching position and put my head between her legs.  By this time, Wendy had moved around in front of her to hold her hands and make sure we didn't fall forward.  Before I even got a chance to stand, I felt Misty sit back and put most of her weight on my shoulders while I was still crouching.  Feeling her weight, I realized that she was going to be a little heavier that I had thought.  But I was still determined to get her up.  With all my strength, I raised straight up and was able to lift her off the ground very slowly.  As soon as I got all the way up, she tucked her feet behind me and said "Are you OK down there?"  Even though it was a little harder than I thought getting up, I felt pretty good at this point.  Not wanting her to know that I struggled at all, I said, "No problem, you're pretty light."  She then proceeded to hang the net on the back side of the basket.  After about a minute, she said that she just had two more to go.  By this time, her weight was really starting to settle in on me.  It took all my concentration not to shake too badly.  Finally, she said "Done."  I immediately put her down.  She seemed very impressed that I was able to hold her up for almost 2 minutes.

About this same time, one of the parents came to pick up one of the other kids.  Since she had to pay and needed a receipt, Misty walked back in the building with her.  As soon as she left, Wendy said "Come on everyone, let's go put up the other net."  I wondered what she had in mind.  I was really eager to try to lift her too, but I was afraid that after holding Misty up for so long, and since Wendy was a little heavier, I might not be able to lift her.  As soon as we go to the next basket, Wendy took the net and stood under the basket and turned to me.  "You want to try this again?" she asked.  Looking back at this whole episode now, I realize that she was the instigator of all of the rides and that she was the one who had talked Misty into letting me lift her.  Now I wonder if she had an interest in shoulder rides similar to what mine has become.  I didn't think about that at the time, I was just thinking it was my lucky day.  I told her that I thought I could lift her too.  I went behind her and crouched down just as I had with Misty.  As soon as I got in position beneath her, she reached down and grabbed both of my hands in her hands for balance.  I tried to stand up and I got her a couple of feet off the ground before I fell forward.  Luckily, she landed on her feet and was already eager to try again.  She walked over to the side of the building about ten feet away and said "Let's try it over here so you have something to balance against."  She walked over to the building and stood facing it as I followed her and assumed the same position behind her.  This position did give me better balance and I was again able to lift her a couple of feet off the ground.  This time, instead of falling forward, I tried one more surge of strength to get her up.  But I failed again.  A little embarrassed, I thought this was probably the end of it.  However, Wendy asked another boy around 10 to come over and stand in front of her.  She told me to try it again.  As soon as I got crouched and got her positioned on my shoulders, she told the other boy to hold her hands and try to press her upwards.  I tried one more time to get her off the ground.  I had to hesitate about the same spot as before, however, with the help of the boy in front of me, I was finally able to stand up all the way.  As soon as he let go of her hands, I felt all of her weight directly on my shoulders.  She seemed quite a bit heavier than Misty, maybe because I was tired by now.  I didn't think that I would be able to walk back to the goal, but I tried anyway.  To my surprise, I was able to get there.  Wendy started to put up the net and commented on how strong I was to be lifting her since she was sure she probably weighed more than me.  I didn't even respond since I was afraid it would be obvious in my voice how much I was straining.  After about a minute, she said she was half through.  I was just about to tell her that I had to put her down.  I decided that I would try to hold her up a little longer.  I was shaking at this point and even sweating.  Her weight was really bearing down on my shoulders, but she didn't seem to notice.  After another moment or two, I started to get a little numb, and I was determined to hold her up long enough for her to finish.  After what seemed like an eternity, she finally said that she was done.  I used my last bit of strength to try to put her down slowly so everyone wouldn't know how exhausted I was.  About this time, Misty was coming back from the building.  She commented that I had held Wendy up for almost 3 minutes.  As exhausting as this had been, I felt like the luckiest boy in the world at that moment.

I still wonder if Wendy had a shoulder riding fetish, or if she was just having fun.  In either case, I had an experience that I will always remember.  I'm sorry this turned out so long.  When I get in to writing this story, every detail comes back to me.  I hope you all enjoy this one, even if it is a little long-winded.  I look forward to sharing more of my stories with you soon, and seeing what all you have here in pictures and videos.  Thanks for this great site!

Tad