Centrifugal Force

Why had he let himself into the Schnapsidee, with his conical brothers out of the big city into the Upper Bavarian mountains and excellently a visit to a village church? Now it was too late for reproaches. Squeezed together, they sat on a wobbly wooden bench in front of a beer trolley table and were stunned by loud brass music, tobacco smoke and beer dripping. There was no escaping, he had to join the cronies, keep as fast as he could at the table and speak to his radar, smiled at the others who, of course, paid homage to the freshly-tapped Starkbier. On the other side of the table, soon after their arrival, a group of young ladies had taken their seats, all in the more or less free-spirited Dirndl and in the best mood. At least a glimpse of the light, he thought, and began to look at the darkened and singing women. They were all middle-aged and seemed to come from the local dialect. The strong arms made an activity close to agriculture. This was also borne out by the deep-brown decolletes, which, owing to the tight lacing of the tops, partly threw numerous fine folds.

Somehow they exchanged in a music pause; The men presented themselves as a cone club from Munich and the ladies ostensibly as local country women. But then the marching band began again with a deafening din and brought the visitors of the festivals to their feet with ground-worthy marches and popular drum melodies. In between, the obligatory “up and down again and again” sounded, and hundreds of bodies rose to their command, and fell upon the groaning benches. Not infrequently, the unaccustomed stormy movements caused the ladies’ dirndl, so that occasionally a strip of white skin emerged between the red-brown decolletes and the bodice; Indeed, sometimes even a dark areola seemed to indicate itself, which, after the end of the piece of music, was, of course, immediately put to shame.

The chapel heated more and more and animated to the rising, later even to the climbing of the benches. So now manly figures, mature men, on shaky benches, clung to each other’s hands, trying to maintain their equilibrium. When, for the first time, the woman standing opposite him stretched her arms to him, he simply let himself be carried away. He felt her strong hands and clearly the dull, rough skin. Strange that he, the cultivated city man, did not like this, but on the contrary fascinated in a special way. This touch gave him strength, diligence, and energy, and drew him in a strange way to this woman, who was surely standing with her two legs in life. Besides, he felt more by chance that she did not wear a ring just like him.

The sentimental mood and sympathetic sympathy immediately made him agree to his habit when, at the next waltz, he expressed the desire to dance and laughed at him unmistakably. He was somewhat skeptical when she took him by the hand and moved to the dance floor below the musicians’ gallery; After all, he had no practice. But she showed herself very sensitive and moved her rather full-bodied body easily and elegantly to the music, led the partner to a large extent and took his initial inhibitions. Actually, she was a pretty preppy person in her pale blue, fine patterned dirndlrock, the dark blue bodice and the white blouse, which brought out her natural skin. Her black-brown eyes gleamed, and her shoulder-length black hair curled her curly face curly. When she approached him with slow music and streaked his cheek, he smelled the fresh scent of shampoo and subtle perfume.

In the meantime, she had given up the classical dance, placed both arms on his shoulders and simply pulled him up. His right hand lay loosely on her back, and her left hand on her waist. Through the bodice he felt her soft skin and the curves of her hips. She also did not hesitate to be so close to him that her belly touched his pelvis. When had he felt such a closeness for the last time? He could have kept it forever and could continue for an indefinite time. But then the brass band paused; He slowly separated from her and bowed slightly. She picked up this gesture, laughing, and put a knick on her side. Then they stood in front of each other and he had trouble waking up from his dream world.

But she abruptly brought him back to reality, whispering to him that she must be somewhere urgent and urgent, but she felt uncomfortable to go to the toilet facilities alone in the night, over the dingy amusement park. He wondered, though, that she did not ask her friends as usual, but immediately agreed that he would accompany her, in all honors, of course; And she laughed ardently and drew him hastily to the exit. They did not talk much on the way between stalls and fairground attractions; Because first of all they were still quite out of breath, secondly the matter did not tolerate a delay. He assured him he was going to wait near the door, but she had already disappeared into the flat building.

After he had called on the men’s department, he had to walk a few minutes at a reasonable distance from the entrance to the damentoilet, but shared this fate with a number of festival-goers who were waiting for their companions. It was well known to him that the ladies needed a certain amount of time to revise their appearance. Probably however the toilets were designed simply for the rush to advanced hour not spacious enough. The men had it much easier, he thought, who could just stand in front of a tiled wall in a row. After the door had opened ten times for other visitors, his companion finally appeared, freshly dressed, with radiant laughter and wrapped in the perfume of her perfume.

It seemed as if it were new, and it was a source of pleasure. With quick steps she scrambled to the waiting, grabbed him by both hands, and gave him a kiss on the cheek with a casual excuse. He felt her hands of washing still cold, but her lips glowed on his skin. They agreed quickly to want to enjoy the fresh air before they had to go back to the others in the pavilion, filled with smoke, sweat and beer. She clipped to him and he carefully put his right hand on her shoulder, on her guard, to take her away again at the slightest negative gesture. But she seemed to enjoy this as a matter of course and strove to go to the manageable amusement park.

The rides for children were of course orphaned and the usual booths offered the few visitors hardly attractions. She steered straight for the shooting-gallery, where some gentlemen would impress the companions with their arts. He did not appreciate such self-portrayals, but she asked him to shoot a flower for her, pushing him closer to him. So he got into the game and shot well. She took a small bouquet of plastic flowers from him with a haughty laughter, and fastened it to her bodice; The red rose put her in the deep gap of her bulging bosom, where, however, she ran the risk of being crushed.

After a few steps they reached the main attraction on the square, an ancient mountain-and-valley cableway, which was used by mostly young visitors diligently. His companion immediately began to tell how she had often “dealt” all her money in her youth. There was something disreputable about this vehicle, for at the climax of every ride a mechanic similar to a wheel of a bicycle had passed through an endless green cloth over the travelers, like a giant lindworm; So there was the opportunity to exchange ideas about the outstretched embraces or even kisses.

She had talked herself into enthusiasm, jogged back and forth, and waved her knees as she tried to convince him, the deliberate, hesitant, of a journey. He would never have allowed himself to do so under other circumstances, but he could not resist her youthful eyes and radiant laughter. So he broke two cards and watched with mixed feelings as the vehicle sped rapidly, across the mountains and valleys, as the green cloth finally covered the inmates and their laughter and screams increased again. Like an oversized fan, the train and the driving force pressed the waiters against the railing. She clung to him laughingly, becoming more and more excited when the speed was throttled, the cover opened, and the train stopped. The passengers got out, some laughing, red faces, others pale and staggering, and looking for a halt.

Actually, he wanted to support her on boarding, but she jumped into the car and pulled him behind her. Before taking his seat, she put her left arm tightly around his waist and led her right hand, which she had not let go, over her head to her right shoulder; While she laughed, he was only to hold her well. She had been quite excited. Her quick breath lifted and lowered her bosom, squeezed the rose badly together, and the cheeks reddened visibly. He, too, feverishly anticipated the beginning of the voyage, for twenty years he had no longer entrusted himself to such a vehicle.

Then, as the train started with a strong jolt and accelerated at once to high speed, she emitted a long shrill cry and clung to him. The centrifugal force hurled the two bodies, which were barely supported on the wooden bench, so that his left hip was painfully pressed against the outer seat. He sensed that his companion, after her initial resistance, finally gave herself up to the forces of power, and her soft, warm body pressed tightly against him. His right hand had let go of her shoulder, clutching the chromium-plated pole above the seat, a desperate attempt to fight against the forces acting on both bodies. He pulled himself obliquely to the right, not to get closer to her, but because the inclined position promised a certain balance against the centrifugal forces.

She had long since given up keeping her head straight; Her cheek pressed against his temple, and her left breast weighed upon him in the hollow between the upper arm and the clavicle. The treacherous hills and valleys of the road caused the passengers to be pressed onto the seats in rapid succession, then thrown back upwards, a movement which was absorbed by the intestines, but above all, in an unusual manner, stimulated the organs resident in the abdomen . The lesser evil seemed to him the usual pulling in the bladder, and more dangerous was the fact that his blood was more and more pressing into his male organs and causing them to swell slowly but steadily; So the effort to assert itself against the centrifugal forces, the struggle with the body functions, which are difficult to control, came to the fore.

Again, she was not spared the effects of constant up and down. If their sensitive female organs were pressed against the pelvic floor during the ascent, she suddenly raised the descent into the abdominal cavity. It seemed as brodle there a volcano, whose glowing lava rhythmically pulsates and waves of excitement chasing through their bodies. That she had just visited the toilet prevented at least an uncomfortable misfortune. All this had the effect that the two bodies pressed even closer together, almost seemed to fuse together.

Even her voluminous breasts were not created for such extreme changes of position. They were then pushed down with power, then thrown upwards, so that they could hardly keep them under control. As his face was directly above, he was chosen to watch this act at close range. As in a never-ending dream, the soft masses moved toward him to be pulled down deeply in the next moment. The supple tissue was working higher and higher until a dark brown canopy appeared, and then, with a single swing, the right bosom freed itself from its covering, and now bounced further over the bodice. His companion had long ago closed her eyes and kept shouting out loud; She probably had nothing to do with the misfortune. Besides, the frantic ride would have made a correction anyway impossible. In addition, the driving force tugged more and more at the hem of her wide Dirndlrock, so that the latter was suddenly thrown upwards by the influence of a particularly tricky boom, and her legs showed up to the height of the garters.

He did not know what stimulus was affecting him, the freed, swinging bosom, or the powerful white thighs arched between the end of the ocher-colored nylon stockings and the neck of the waist-piece fastened with black suspenders. Following an archaic instinct, he leaned even farther on the body against the centrifugal forces; While his left hand impulsively reached for the thigh, which appeared in all its openness, and clung to it as if it were the last rescue anchor against the acceleration of the orbit. Even now no counter-defense came from her, perhaps an even more pointed scream and an even more powerful clasp.

Then, with a metallic rattling, the fabric coating began to lay over the wagons and wrapped them in almost complete darkness. At first they both remained in their embrace, then, with great effort, turned their heads to the left and sought his mouth. He sensed, as if sensitively, how suddenly her glowing lips caught on his, as if to devour him. It seemed as if she was being swept by a sensuality she had failed for many years; And he, too, had forgotten to defend himself; he let himself fall into the moment, into a trance that might have lasted forever. But then a jerk went through the train; The braking effect lifted the two almost from the seats, the green curtain jerked back again and the wagons held with a deafening shriek. When she opened her eyes, she instantly stowed her chest in the Dirndlo blanket with a crimson face, without noticing that the rose had long since been lost. Then she looked down at herself and saw his hand still clasped in her thighs. With a powerful grip she grabbed this, loosened her from her leg and arranged the skirt. Horrified, he looked into her eyes and awaited a penalty. She, however, laughed again, and said, “Thank you, have kept me well!”

After getting out, both had to look for a stop, so their bodies trembled after the unfamiliar torture. For a while, they leaned tightly around the rails of the train, because no one dared to take the first step, or perhaps because they did not want to finish the intimate embrace. Finally, they carefully descended the wooden steps, and went out into the plaza, without completely loosening their connection. But the nearer they came to the tent, the more distantly they separated from each other, to give the friends no reason for guessing.

Before they threw themselves into the mixture of brass music, groaning people and tobacco smoke, she stopped briefly, fetched a business card from the bag of her dirndlrock, and pressed it into his hand, remarking that she would be very glad if he could get it soon Call She would like to show him her organic farm and the Bavarian mountains. Surprised, he looked at her and read in her eyes that she was serious about her offer. Without hesitation, he promised to report to her soon, and he did not know whether he was looking forward to the farm and the landscape, or to the mountains and valleys of her mature body.