Spa Part 2

It seemed as if it were new, and it sparkled with the enthusiasm of enterprise. 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 immediately accelerated 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 turmoil, 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. At the same time, he moved 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.

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 clung to 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.