Carnival in germany [MF]

So, [it’s](https://en.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8rjazt/mf_how_a_good_friend_turned_into_a_fuckbuddy_long/) [been](https://en.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aae7yv/my_time_with_to_friends_long/) [a while](https://en.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b448ko/first_time_being_chained_and_used/).

This happened some month after the episode with Vicky during carnival in germany. Carnival in germany is nothing like that in Brazil. Where I live it is mostly celebrated in ball rooms and you dress in suits and garments, with speeches, sketches and show acts.

A friend of mine, Krissy, was active in a so called show ballet, doing dances.
Krissy is 1.75m tall, of lean body, brunette hair and brown eyes.
I knew from friends, that she is quite open about sexual relationships, but the two of us were quite close, friendzoned and all.
This meant, we also talked about our sexual exploits, at times the sexual tension was quite palpable, but nothing happened. My favorite story was about a guy who fell asleep while she rode him.

Fast forward.
In 2008 I attended carnival for the first time in our town. Back then I was of lean, trained body, maroon hair and brown eyes. For the occasion I wore a grey suit, blue shirt and a light blue tie.

The evening progressed with lots of booze and I marveled at how Krissy and her group could mve their bodies. After the official part was over, the after show party started, meaning you would frequent the cocktail bar and then moving back to your tables to talk etc.

I knew that Krissy was into a guy, but he was obviously quite dense. Krissy wore a very tight and revealing red dress, with a deep neckline thin strips of fabric across her naked shoulders. During the evening I joked that the neckline was so deep I could see her belly button as Krissy stood in front of me. It was at this point that I realized she was not wearing a bra and Krissy knew I had realized, for she smiled quite mischievously.

Later we sat at a table and Krissy, for the lack of chairs sat on my lap. The guy she fancied sait across the table and I swear she flirted so aggressivly, I thought she would leap over the table.
At some point, she had positioned herself on my righ knee and I realized she made trusting moves with her hip. At first I thought nothing about it, but then she started to circle her hip ever so slowly.

Sooner or later she leaned back, almost lying on top of me. Once again I could marvel at her neckline and after she asked, what cocktail I wanted she brushed across my crotch. As I mumbled sex on the beach I also noticed my raging boner and I swear to god, she actualy touched and moved it, so it stopped bulging my pants. Then she excused herself and went to get the cocktails.

Now it is important to get the lay of the ballroom: Our table was in a corner with my chair being in said corner. As the night progressed, Krissy continued to sit on my knee and lap and I swear, she slowly rubbed herselfs off, climaxing with a shudder I could see running through her body.

As we went for a smoking break, she asked me, if everything was fine and I answered, that the other guy was in for one wild night. At that, her smile disappeared.

“You know Chris, I bought this dress to impress.” At that I nodded, smiling knowingly.

“He didn’t even look at me the way you did.” She looked not exactly happy, so I embraced her and gave her a little kiss on the forehead, as was our thing when she was sad. Usually there was nothing sexual in it, but in that moment, her whole body pressed into mine.

“Well little one, I did not have my view and certainly did not feel you rob one off.”

At that she looked up at me with her big brown eyes and smiled again.
“So you did realize what I was doing. You pack quite a package.”

At that, she left and I followed her back inside.
The night continued as before, but Krissy upped the game. When she returned from the cocktail bar, every now and then she would flash me one breast, which caused me to sputter my drink at the first time. Also she would no longer sit on my knee but on my lap and I swear I felt her lips through my pants on my dick.

Realizing the rest of our group at the table were all very tipsy, I upped my game too. Touching her thigh, Krissy turned around, eyebrows raised, but smiling. I took this as a cue and moved beneath the fabric of her dress, caressing her smooth skin towards her hip. Considering the thin strip of fabric I felt at her hip, not wearing a bra meant fabric must be surely in short supply.

As I laid my hand on her hip, Krissy spread her legs and moved slightly to her right side, so my hand simply slid in her crotch and the fabric of her underwear was also in short supply, barely covering her vulva, not a single hair outside of her string and a quick stroke with the tip of my middle finger showed no pubic hair beneath it.
Stealing a glance around the table, the others were deep in their cups, with the dense guy watching with raised eyebrows.

Leaning forward I wisphered “I think he is on to something”, which made Krissy starting to giggle, pressing her butt into my crotch, trapping my hands between her thighs.

“That ship has sailed and found a safe harbour.” At that, she stood up, smoothed her dress, took my hand and pulled me with her.
Heading to the restrooms, we crashed into the restroom for disabled people, barely locking the door. Krissy went straight for it.

Kissing me with tung, she fumbled at my zipper, as I pulled up her dress with one hand, and with the opening the zipper of her dress.
Finally she opened my pants spit in her hand and began stroking my dick, as I groped her labia. God she was wet.

“Yes, yes, I need you!” She moaned as I backed her against the wall. As my pants hit the floor, Krissy rubbed the tip of my dick through her labia. Like in a cheap movie, she placed one foot on the toilet, lined up my dick and with one hard stroke I penetrated her. She came right away.

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop” How could I? Upping the speed of my trust, I pushed deep into her still pulsing vagina, groping her tight ass.

We continued for some minutes, untill she pushed me onto the closed toilet, stripped out of her dress, while I removed my shirt and literally jumped onto my dick.
She rode me like there was no tomorrow, moving her hips up and down, thrusting forwards and backwards, circling them. I could feel her getting close and the moment her vagina began to pulse, her whole body began to shudder. With a scream she jerked upwards, clinging to my shoulders, digging her long nails into them.

But I had only eyes for her pulsating vagina, scooping her up, pressing my mouth onto it and licking her. At that she nearly lost it. I was painfully aware of her nails scratching across my shoulderblades as she bent over backwards, shuddering and moaning, so I had to hold onto her back as I continued to eat her out.
Slowly her orgasmn subsided, moaning and giggling.
“You didn’t cum Chris!”

Looking up from underneath her, she looked radiant. A thin sheen of sweat was on her body and with one last lick I disconnected myself from her vagina.
“What are we gonna do about it?”

She smiled and turned around, presenting her ass to me, with her still slightly pulsing pussy open to me.
“Take me. Fuck me without thinking.” I laughed at that. We had talked about this many times. I could never let go during sex, always thinking how to do it, to make sure a lady would orgasmn.
I stood up, grabbed her hips, as Krissy took my dick and lined me up. I thrust into her, hard and deep.
“Harder!” She commanded and I pistoned my dick into her.
“Again! Faster!” And faster I rammed my dick into her, accompanied by a slapping sound.
“Fuck, fuck me!” With that, I lost myself. I hammered my dick into her pussy, one hand on her ass, the other groping her tits, as she rubbed her clit. I could feel her cumming again, grabbing her hips again to keep her upright, but to no avail.
I sat her down on the toilet, taking hold of her ankles, I pushed into her open pussy again. I could feel my dick hitting her cervix and looking at Krissys face, I could see her eyes were rolled back.
“Yes, yes, deeper, dee…” At that she came again and I came. I lost hold of her ankle, slowly going on myx knees, pumping my load into her twitching pussy. There we were, breathing hard, moaning, my dick twitching in her pulsing pussy, her legs wrapped around me. Dimly I was aware of some banging on the door and as Krissy caressed my bleeding shoulders I snapped back into realitiy, whincing.
“Sorry Chris…we should’ve done this sooner.” With that we both started to laugh. Outside I could hear the owner of the place telling us to unlock the door.
As we collected ourselves, I stood and retrieved my shirt. I honestly did not expected Krissy to take my dick into her mouth, sucking greedily. With a gasp I came for a second time, which was a first. Krissy smiled at me, licking her lips.

“And here I thought you don’t come being blown.”

I scooped her up and kissed her, tasting our juices, before we got dressed.
Unlicking the door, we looked at the angry face of the owner, who cracked a smile almost at once.
“God dammit, I wanted to close this lace half an hour ago. Out, out with you, return tommorow to pay!”

With that, he shuffled away and we could hear him cursing about locking the toilets next time.
Indeed, we were the last ones at the place and after helping Krissy in her coat, we went outside, holding hands.
It was freezing cold, and Krissy started to shiver immediatly.

Scooping her up we went for my place, undressing and went to bed. Before we fell asleep, Krissy told me me she was on the pill, then snuggled up on me and put my dick into her again.
Unusual, but I could get used to it.

The next morning, I woke to a throbbing pain in my shoulders, but with that beautiful naked woman pressed against me and while sleeping, she had taken hold of my dick.

While I thought about getting out of bed, she mumbled out of nothing:
“I think I need another ride.”

Oh boy, if you can get a woman riding horses, keep her.

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