Horsing around

One of my 2013 resolutions is to do more riding. I was talking with SO about it this morning and we're going to make it part of our get fit regime.

Then I logged on here and found that search terms over the last day include  'equestrian porn jodhpurs' and 'ladies in jodhpurs and spanking'. Which reminds me that my interest in all things equine is not entirely unconnected to SQ. 
As it happens I went to the saddlery yesterday to buy a turnout rug (a coat for a horse) for one of our ponies and was looking at jods. Time was when you could only get black, blue or stone colour, but now the choice is wonderful and some of the colours and designs are crazy.
I particularly like the design that has a seat and inner thigh panel that's a different colour. But for me there's a couple of problems in the brighter, breezier designs; firstly, I think they're a bit young for me - I worry that I'd be mutton dressed as lamb, and there's also the skill issue.
Bright pink or blue jods catch the eye, but if your riding is a bit rubbish - as mine is - then that's not a great thing. You'd rather blend in a bit more.
Anyway, the way jods (of any colour) cling to your bottom is a wonderful and erotic thing. It's something that I think the fabulous Pandora Blake seems to understand as her work often features horsey gear.
I love it all and for a spanko it immediately puts you in 'that' frame of mind. Add in riding whips, lots of leather and the saddle-soreness that comes with a long ride and the riding-spanko connection is a heady thing. Perhaps I could find a pair of pale pink jods with a vivid scarlet seat as a celebration of the sport's spanko heart.

Connections - horses, jodhpurs and spanking

Perfect sunny winter's day here today, just right for a hack (for our non-UK friends, that's Brit equestrian speak for a gentle horse ride through the countryside). Sadly I have work to do, so today a ride is out of the question.

But I find myself sitting here thinking about what my interest in riding is really all about. I'm not a horsey obsessive like some people I know, but have done some riding for as long as I can remember.

Yes, it's a great sport, exciting at times too, but for me there's also a very strong link between the whole riding thing and my sexual self. It's all very sexy.

No, I don't fancy horses! But there's a power and control thing that happens around them that does put me in that frame of mind. For a start, I like the gear. The way that a well-cut pair of jods hold your bottom is something else and they look great too (on the right backside).  

A well-shaped bottom in jods cries out to be smacked, doesn't it? Then there's the formality of traditional British riding gear, which harks back to a more disciplined time.  Plus a bit of a class thing too - it's hard not to look a bit haughty when you're in the saddle of a horse.

Add to that the pupil/teacher relationship and it becomes a heady brew. I've had lots of riding tuition over the years too, which tends to call to my spanko self ever so clearly - the tutor's firm voice, curt commands etc.

And, of course, there's all the leather, the riding crops and the straps and belts... Long before I first read Jilly Cooper's 'Riders' in the mid-1980s I was getting all hot under the collar (and tie) about stable-related sex, but afterwards I became convinced that the equestrian community has a much very high number of spankos per head than than the wider community. Or at least I'd like to think so.

PS Just after I posted the above I came across a Zille Defeu post on the subject of joddies. Seems kinky minds think alike. Zille and Pandora look great, though I'm not sure Pandora's boots are quite right for a hack out.