Marina

By AB

Riding a donkey can be fun not to mention educational

Marina was a someone I knew long before she got married to one of my friends. Now she is a woman at her mid-thirties about 1.70m tall and weights about 70kgrs. The word skinny could hardly be used to describe her. There is a bit of extra fat on the hips and her breasts are bigger than expected, however the overall appearance is very good. Furthermore she has a very beautiful face, she is an excellent hostess and cook and to put it all at once she is a very nice person to hung around with.

Last spring we were with the same group of people who went visiting a near by island on a sort vacation during the Easter Holidays. The island in question is located on the North Aegean Sea and has preserved much of its original way of life mainly due to the luck of tourism.

It was on Easter Sunday morning right after Church when her and me were sitting at the yard of the house that we "d rented, while the others were too busy preparing the famous Greek Easter Lunch, with barbecued lam and all sorts of traditional food. We were talking about life in the country away from the big city and all its worries, when we saw our elderly landlady enter the yard on her donkey. She had used it to go and attend the Easter mass to a country church located high up in the hill.

I couldn't help noticing the way she was urging her ride to walk with a crop that she would sometimes use on the its neck and sometimes on its ass. She had her Sunday clothes on; black dress and black scarf around her hair. She was riding sidesaddle and her legs were almost touching the ground as she was sitting comfortably on the packsaddle. Seeming not to pay any attention to what she was doing to the little donkey and greeted us very cheerfully from far away, wishing us a happy Easter. A few more strokes from her crop and the donkey covered quickly the remaining distance between us and stopped right in front of Marina and me, without his Mistress doing anything.

"See how clever he is?", she told as and dismounted with a small jump as though she was getting off from a tall chair.

Marina approached and raised her hand petting his big head and ears. "He is very nice Mrs. Maria", she said, "what's his name?" "Oh, ", said our landlady, "I call him Billy. He is only two years old and I been riding him since last November. He needs some more work but I think he is a fine little devil". While she was talking Marina kept petting the donkey's ears and head and was now standing beside the little animal whose back stood almost at the same height as her hips.

"Have you ever ridden before Marina?", I asked her hoping to see her ride too and very curious as to how she would look astride with her tight skirt and high heeled pumps.

Much to my amazement she blushed. "Once", she said a very long time ago, "but I don't think I can do it again". "Why not", said our landlady, "Come on! hop on it and don't get frightened. I will hold it so it will stand still for you to ride him". Marina hesitated for a while and then she approached the donkey almost touching her buttocks on its side, got hold using both hands of the packsaddle's front and rear edges and jumped right on the its back. She then straightened her skirt who had gone up revealing a lot of her thighs and looked at me with the most innocent smile, she ever did in her whole life. "I "m ok now", she said, "what do we do next-" Mrs. Maria held the donkey by the reins and pulled them as she started walking, "Ok Billy giddyup, let's give Ms Marina a good ride here!"

Billy however did not feel like giving a ride to anyone at that time. He had already climbed up and down the hill and would rather stay in the sun of the near by field than having to carry this big woman around. So what he did was raise one foot after the other and made only a few reluctant steps showing clearly that he was in no mod for a walk of any kind.

Mrs. Maria turned back and looked at my friend, "Look at him now, " she told her, "he is being naughty again. Come on Marina give him a couple of strokes to bring him back to his senses!" "I can't do that!", she protested, "how could I -". Mrs. Maria looked surprised, "Use your legs my dear, he won't walk otherwise", she said as if she saying the simplest thing in the world. Marina raised her leg and kicked gently at the donkey with her high heel, "Start walking Billy!"

Billy walked a few more steps and stopped, Mrs. Maria pulled him by the rains and Marina kicked him again a bit harder this time. "Come on, giddyup!" The donkey trembled and started walking slowly following his owner. As they drove around the yard I lost sight of Marina, who was riding side saddle and all I could see was her big bum filling the packsaddle. They went round the yard and as they turned towards me I could see that Marina was from time to time kicking at the donkey, using her heels on him. Eventually they stopped and before Marina dismounted I took the reins from the hands of Mrs. Maria and said that since there was plenty of time till launch would be ready, I could take Marina for a bigger walk around the village.

Again Marina blushed, hesitated for a while but did not dismount. "Why not", she said at last, " - if that's ok with you Mrs. Maria". "No problem, but if Billy get stubborn again I think you will need this too." Mrs. Maria handed Marina her crop, which was nothing but a thin stick, cut from a tree. "use this on his neck and flunks but don't hit him on his ears", she told Marina, "I don't think that you can handle him after that"

"Ok, then lets go!" said Marina, I started walking holding the donkey's reins who followed me urged by Marina's legs. We left the yard and started walking towards the country road. At the beginning of our ride Marina was silent but as we walked far and even more far away towards the village end she started saying things like "giddyup!" and "walk on Billy" with her feminine voice, as though she was talking to a person but was now using both heels and stick hitting at the donkeys ass neck as Mrs. Maria did before. Billy was walking ok, I could feel him pulling back sometimes but Marina would very soon get him going at my pace. After we left the near by houses and got to the country road leading to the seaside Marina asked me to stop.

"Will you help me ride normally", she asked me "I feel too much of a Missy riding aside like that", "No!" I protested, I never show you looking nicer and more feminine, your legs are so beautiful as you ride aside like this" "Come on," she replied "cut the crap and give me a hand here". She jumped off the donkey as if she was getting down from a bar seat and I approached her. Wearing a tight skirt she could not raise a leg over the donkey so I knelt down and put my palms together. "Step in here" I told her "and I will get you up." She took off one of her high heeled pumps and put her foot in my hands. She then grabbed the saddle raising her other leg round the donkey and finally sat on it. I offered her the shoe that I was holding in my hands and she tried to put it back on but the packsaddle was making it very difficult for her to reach down at her feet. So, holding one shoe and the crop in her hand she turned to me and "Give me the reins, I want to drive him on my own." I handed her the rope and walked a few steps backwards just to see what she would do.

Much to my astonishment she raised both legs and kicked at the donkey with all she could, with a bit harder voice than her sweet normal "giddyup". The donkey started walking very slowly and Marina said a few more giddyups, following by kicks and blows from her stick at the animals neck. Her feet were only a short distance above the ground and kicking was not so easy anymore but she started using more of her stick. In order to hit harder, many times she would turn and hit Billy on his ass. The donkey was now moving quickly and I almost had to run to stay behind. "Hey Marina" I said, "give us a brake you are running too fast!" She laughed and hit the donkey even harder. "Can't catch me - "

I could do nothing but run. I could see her bat moving up and down the saddle her big legs one without the shoe hanging from the donkey's sides and her voice urging the animal to run faster. Finally Billy was too tired to run yet Marina kept beating and kicking but luckily the donkey could walk as fast as I could follow and after about 500 meters Marina pulled his reins and brought him to a halt.

"I didn't know that you could do that" I told her. Marina's face was flashing. "It feels so great" she said "you know I never had so much fun for a long time." She raised her stick and hit the air a couple of times. "Honestly Marina", I told her "your riding the donkey is the most erotic sight I ever show, but to be honest you were a lot more feminine riding aside", "You mean like this?" she put two fingers from one hand from the same side of the finger of the other. "Yes", "Ok then, lets do you the favor, will you help me get down". I got closer held her in my arms and practically lifted her off the saddle. I carried her up away from her mount and tried to put her gently on the ground. "Wait, wait my shoe!", she told me with a laugh, "I don't want to get my stockings dirty". She placed her pump on her foot and I put her down standing on her two feet. "Let's see now ", she said "you mean riding like this-."

She mounted side saddle with a small jump. (she didn't straighten her skirt this time), crossed her feet under the knees, got hold of the reins and raised her crop right above her donkey's head. She stretched her back and dangled her pump for a while. "How do you find me!" "Marina, I can only say that I am already jealous of Billy" "Oh he "s not so lucky as you think, giddyup you lazy beast!" Riding aside had the advantage that she could now kick very easily. Her high heels kicked the donkey's flanks who surprised started walking down the path towards home. Marina smiled at me and said "Giddyup to you too, or do you wish to be left alone up here" I harried back after them.

The way home was a lot more pleasant. Billy was tired enough to avoid running despite Marina's hitting and kicking and the sight of her legs dangling on the side, with her high heels and shinny stockings was so exciting that I could feel my erection growing by the minute. Marina was mostly talking at the donkey urging it with words like "giddyup" and "come on".

Eventually we arrived home when all the others had prepared our supper and were out looking for us. "Marina," said Natascha one of the other girls who as far as I new was one her best friends "so Mrs. Maria gave you the donkey, perhaps I can ride it too!" As soon as Marina entered the yard, the donkey stopped and Marina got down giving the reins to Mrs. Maria who was also a bit worried because we wee away so some time. "are you alright dear?", she asked her "Did Billy give you any trouble?" "No, no" said Marina it was a wonderful ride. I really enjoyed very much. Thank you very much for letting me have it". "Anytime" said Mrs. Maria who then took Billy away to the near by field so he could get some rest and fresh grass.

The supper was great we all sat down together and enjoyed out food out in the clean air. We had lots of food and wine and after that we all helped the girls and Mrs. Maria to clean up the mess and the dishes. After cleaning was over everyone went to bed to get some rest.

I couldn't sleep. The though of Marina riding was all over me. She seemed to have forgotten all about her morning ride and was in her room sleeping or resting.

I went to the kitchen and made myself some coffee. I sat there on the table and kept to myself thinking about the morning scenes. After sometime daydreaming I was joined by the other girl of the group whose name is Natascha and she was (is still) one of Marina's best friends. I offered her a cup of coffee and started to talk to her about what we were going to do that night. The previous day I had discovered a seaside bar and we were thinking of visiting it at that night.

"By the way" said Natascha "where did you go with Marina and the donkey this morning? You should have told as something I would love to go for a ride too!" "It all happened so suddenly" I said, "Mrs. Maria brought the donkey home this morning and Marina thought she would take it a ride". "Is that so", said Natascha. "however you could still have called us!"

As soon as I said that Marina entered the room dressed in a summer dress and sandals.

"Hey Marina, come sit here and tell us about you morning ride. How was it?" Natascha made some room for her on the couch and gave her a cup of coffee. "Oh it was very nice, you know the donkey Billy is such a sweet animal, it really feels great being carried" said Marina. "the only thing is that Billy was rather tired this morning and he didn't run as fast as I wanted him to" Natascha laughed and got hold of a magazine that she folded round like a bat. "Didn't you give him any encouragement -" Both girls giggled. "Yes, but just enough to keep him walking" said Marina as if she was talking about how much salt she had put on yesterdays soup.

Natascha rose to her feet and opened the door. "Look," she said "do you think that Mrs. Maria will let us go for a ride now there are at least two hours till sunset, and I really feel like going for a ride."

Both girls went out of the house and walked towards the yard. Billy was tied up by the fence, all saddled like he was waiting for them. Mrs. Maria was near by feeding her chicken with leftovers from the noon's salads.

Natascha was wearing a pair of trousers and had clogs on her feet; Marina and her approached the donkey and started petting it on its head neck and ears saying how pretty he is. Marina turned to his owner. "Could we go for a ride again Mrs. Maria? Natascha here got very jealous of me this morning and wants to go for a ride on Billy herself". "Why not", said Mrs. Maria, "I am very busy right now but I suppose that if you can manage yourselves, Billy can take you for a ride around here."

"Thank you Mrs. Maria." Marina went to the fence and untied the rope, meanwhile Natascha was already putting her leg above Billy's back and was riding him in no time. "Giddyup! Little donkey!" she said as soon as Marina handed her the reins. Natascha was a lot shorter than Marina and as she had ridden her heels were at the right height to the donkey's belly. She used her heavy heels clogs on him a couple of times and the donkey started walking around in slow reluctant steps. Natascha kept yelling at him and kicking but it was obvious that Billy would not run any faster. After a round around the yard, the donkey stopped right in front of Marina and put its head right in her hands.

"Billy, you are being naughty", said Natascha with a laugh, "are you now saying that she is better than me? Come on now, you "ll have to take me for on other ride". She grabbed the reins and was about to turn the donkey to the opposite side so they would start walking again. "Wait," said Marina, "what you really need to get him walking is this". She handed Natascha Mrs. Maria's crop that she picked from the ground. Natascha gave Marina a broad smile took the stick in her hand and blinked an eyebrow. "Thank you Marina, I have forgotten about it!" She lowered it towards Billy's side. "Let's see what this can do to you", she said laughingly as she pulled the reins to the left and hit him on his flanks. "Perhaps you "ll learn not to flirt a girl when you are already carrying another!" Billy made an annoyed sound but quickly turned and started walking more vividly "Yea boy, that's more like it, Giddyup!", said Natascha who raised her crop and hit the animal again and again with even more strength this time. The donkey was now running around and Natascha was looking very happy sometimes kicking and sometimes beating him.

"You looked a lot better up there", I told Marina who was standing next to me and was watching Natascha riding. "What makes you say that, is it my missy riding?", "No, I call it feminine." I replied. "Look, I think that riding like Natascha does is a lot more fun and there is less chance of the donkey throwing you off but if you want to make a fair judgement you "ll have to see Natascha riding like me." "Ok." I said but I can't ask her that. "Nonsense!" she told me "Hey Natascha, bring Billy over hear!"

Natascha brought the donkey near us. "Get down now" demanded Marina "I want to go for a ride too" Natascha dismounted and gave the reins and crop to her friend. "Here you go" she said, "but after that I "m gonna ride him again". The donkey was breathing rather heavily but Marina approached it and got up in her usual charm that she had acquired from the morning. The tops of her heavy breasts were provoking though her summer dress, her legs hanging on the air and her feet looked so sexy with her strappy sandals and red toenails. She made herself comfortable on the packsaddle took a firm grab of the reins lowered her crop on the other side of the donkey's flank and kicked it with her heels. "Giddyup donkey" she said in a voice more feminine than -- I as far as I "d known her ' she had ever used before.

The animal started moving and Marina led it with constant kicks and strokes from her crop at least three times around the yard. During that time she was urging him saying "Giddyup Billy!" and "that's the way my good donkey" Billy however was not used to being ridden for pleasure so after the third round he suddenly stopped refusing to walk a step further. As soon as they had passed in front of us for the third time he stretched his front legs, lowered his head and stopped refusing to pay any attention to his riders kicks and "giddyups". Marina lost balance, but was able to stay astride. "Oh, Billy, Billy, what are you doing now!", she said somehow annoyed.

Natascha stepped forward. "Look Marina, " she said "it is obvious that Billy has had enough of you and he now wants someone else to ride him" "No! No!", said Marina, "come on you!". She raised her foot and kicked hard at the donkeys flank. The donkey trembled but did not move.

Mrs. Maria approached us holding a small basket in her hand. "Hey girls" she said, "instead of arguing who will ride Billy first, why don't you both get on him and got down to the village square to deliver this basket with fresh vegetables to my niece who has the tavern right by the harbor gate. That way you can both get a ride and Billy will not get so stubborn having to run all round and round-. What do you think"

"Well ok, but can he manage with both of us?" asked Natascha. "Oh yes, he can, look last time we were picking olives he was carrying four baskets, so no problem"

"Ok then", said Natascha, "but I get to drive him" She came close to the little donkey, Marina still astride and tried to ride after her friend but the was no way the packsaddle could fit them both. "Get down Marina!", she demanded we can't both ride if you sit like this. Marina dismounted, but it became obvious that the packsaddle was very good for one person but now for two Mrs. Maria looked at them both and then said. "Look girls we can remove the saddle but you have to be very careful for he might drop you if you ride him bareback". She quickly removed the packsaddle from the donkey and placed a blanket on its back that she tied around his belly with a belt. She then took and other long leather stripe that she secured around Billy's back just under its tail. Billy looked even smaller without the saddle but Natascha quickly rode on him just above his neck her feet hanging and her clogs dangling right in front of the donkey's chest. She started caressing his neck and the donkey moved a couple of steps feeling more at ease. Marina rode behind her, her legs hanging from the same side her big ass almost covering the donkey's. Mrs. Maria gave Marina the basket grabbed the reins from Natascha's hands and turned the donkey to the direction of the entrance gate, She opened it and gave the reins back to Natascha. "Here you go dear, now be careful and have a good ride". Mrs. Maria raised her hand hit Billy's but and the little donkey started walking with small careful steps Natascha kicked him with her heels and Billy started moving a bit faster.

I harried back after them. Marina had put her arms around Natascha's waist and would occasionally use her crop from time to time to speed the animal up. The girls voices started to fade away as the donkey despite the weight it was carrying started to run down the hill. I felt sure that there was no point trying to follow so I stayed behind and sat on the fence to smoke a cigarette and wait for their return.

The girls returned after about 30 minutes. I watched them climb up the hill chatting among themselves about clothing and make up. From time to time Natascha would hit on the donkeys neck who would not go any faster but Marina would just sit her arms around Natascha's waist and her feet dangling by the side.

As soon as they approached Marina got off quickly and Natascha urged the donkey to enter the house gate using just her heels.

"How was you ride this time Marina", I asked hoping I could get a few more details. "No so nice", she told me "Natascha was holding the reins and I could only sit after her." Natascha dismounted and approached us leading the donkey by his reins. "so tell us what do you thing, who is the best rider from the two of us?", she asked me "Me ", said Marina before I could even say a word. "He said that he likes my riding aside" "Sure", I agreed it is so feminine and elegant. "Nonsense!", said Natascha "I bet you that I would look a lot better if I would ride like that" "Show us", said Marina take one more ride around. Billy is already tired so lets get him a bit more"

Natascha approached the donkey and rode aside but as soon she did that she got off. "Wait" she said, "it's unfair, let me put on a skirt and we "ll see."

She harried back in the house and returned very quickly back. She had changed her trousers with a long summer dress and open toe pumps with a heel of 2 or 3 inches. "If you want to see a feminine rider then I show you the way" She harried back to were the donkey was staying and hopped gracefully on its back. After all she was about 10Kgrs lighter than Marina. The donkey didn't expect that and moved a little only to receive a couple of urging strokes from his rider's heels.

"Come honey giddyup! You must give me another ride!"

I could not help thinking that there is no greater a puzzle than women. Had the two girls been asked about donkey riding a couple of days before, they would have refused even the thought of it and here they were now fighting for the most feminine riding style. Of course if I was lucky to be there then I thought to myself that I could only sit back and enjoy.

"She is getting the hung of it, " I told Marina who looked annoyed as her friend was now riding with legs crossed and her waist turned forward as if she was riding astride, her crop on her right hand urging the donkey from the right side along with her right heel from the left.

"Nonsense! The next thing she "ll do is to ride the donkey for fox hunting, look at her". Marina was seriously annoyed for being beaten in her own game. "I think I "ve had enough of this", she said, "I am going for a shower to get ready for the evening!"

In a rather abrupt manner, she turned and left

After a few minutes Natascha got off her mount and approached me leading it behind her as I was still standing by the fence.

"Where is Marina" she asked me, "I don't know" I said, "all she said was that she had enough of it and that she is going in the shower" "Very well", said Natascha "in that case I "m going too, take care of the donkey will you?" She threw the reins in my hand and harried to the house, leaving me with an exhausted animal that I quickly tied to the fence not really knowing what to do. I went in the house found Mrs. Maria and told her that I had left Billy tied by the fence. I thanked her on behalf of the girls and went to my room to get my towel so I could go to the bath too.

As I was walking towards the bathroom, I heard some strange noises coming from Marina's room. I saw that the door was not entirely closed and could not resist the temptation of peeking.

Marina was on all fours naked while Natascha was still wearing her dress and shoes riding her with the aside position she had at her last ride. She was using a small leather strap to hit Marina's ass and Marina was kissing and licking her foot and shoe as she was dangling it in front of her face.

Natascha raised her strap and hit hard on Marina's ass; a red line appeared

"Giddyup my little filly!", she said with a laugh,"- after all the rides you "ve had today, I hope you "ll know what a descent Mistress should expect and demand from a descent mount!"

Marina moaned and started crawling while Natascha settled her self on her back and raised her strap again. "Faster you lazy cow, even Billy was more vivid on his last ride that you are now!"