In Munich & # 39; s Oktoberfest party, adult only, with beer, tits and bonking, where naked revelers enjoy wild sex games



I crawl through a gigantic pair of female legs and the most rude door I've ever seen in a 5ft-high tunnel with plastic breasts.

I am flashing in a darkened cinema, where horny revelers are involved in different positions on the floor.

    A 5ft-high tunnel covered with plastic breasts welcomes me at Stoketoberfest

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A 5ft-high tunnel covered with plastic breasts welcomes me at Stoketoberfest
    This mischievous offshoot of the Oktoberfest makes the annual liquor marathon look like a children's theater party

Olivia West on behalf of the sun

This mischievous offshoot of the Oktoberfest makes the annual liquor marathon look like a children's theater party

70s porn blasts from a giant screen for cutting to, bizarre, a nature documentary with late Aussie crocodile hunter Steve Irwin.

I feel like Alice In Bonking land while I take in the burgeoning debauchery.

Welcome to Stoketoberfest, an unofficial and very mischievous offshoot of Munich's famous Oktoberfest, which makes the annual liquor marathon look like a children's theater party.

This secret festival, in which party-goers heartily embrace the instruction to "leave their inhibitions at the door", has proved to be a hit with Britons who flock to the capital of Bavaria for the three-week Oktoberfest, which ends in six days .

    Partygoers who come in are told that they have to leave their inhibitions at the door.

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Partygoers who come in are told that they have to leave their inhibitions at the door.

Mancunian visitor Dan, 27, tells me: "I arrived last night and I slept with five girls.

"I was planning to go to the Oktoberfest, but what's the point when it's much nicer here?"

I had come to Munich to investigate the Oktoberfest after I heard that the locals were angry about the low-cut Bavarian "barmere" outfits that were favored by female British party-goers.

They made the traditional costume – known as a dirndl – look like a "porn dress", 70-year-old resident Franz Thalhammer complained.

    In the beginning I was mocked because my outfit was not & # 39; busty enough & # 39; used to be

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In the beginning I was mocked because my outfit was not & # 39; busty enough & # 39; used to be

Nothing is further removed from the truth.

Within minutes of appearing in the huge Oktoberfest room, my dress was mocked because she was not 'busty enough'. used to be.

Local Lina from Munich, 30, tells me: "We do car & # 39; s and bra better", because she insists that I exchange my British dress for an authentic dirndl of 200 euros, an outfit with what she describes it as "the German version of a wonderbra".

The bra takes more time than boxing champion Anthony Joshua and I feel like a knockout because the super thin material gives me a boost from a modest C-cup to a lustful E.

    I was told that I had to exchange my British costume for an authentic dirndl, an outfit described as the German version of a Wonderbra & # 39;

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I was told that I had to exchange my British costume for an authentic dirndl, an outfit described as the German version of a Wonderbra & # 39;

In the beer halls, British people stand on wooden benches and cheer each other on steins, equal to two pints of beer.

If you fail, the crowd of pretzels cries and cries at you.

In the neighborhood, around twenty brunette cut some suspicious-looking white powder with her British driver's license and sniffed the lines.

But if I thought that it could not be debaucherous today, I was wrong.

    There was a lot more debauchery to come on the & # 39; real & # 39; party

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There was a lot more debauchery to come on the & # 39; real & # 39; party

"This is not the real party", whispers Matt, 26, a Nottingham salesman. "This is just the warm-up."

That is how I find myself on the short drive to Stoketoberfest, where skimpy outfits are the least worried of anyone.

Matt had warned me that I "must see it to believe it". He was right.

At The Wheel Of Misfort, drinkers play a game of daring, where the giant roulette wheel is like exchanging clothes, throwing your underwear in a tree, running naked and making a shoe (drinking a beer from your shoe).

    At The Wheel Of Misfortune you can lose your clothes or drink from your shoe

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At The Wheel Of Misfortune you can lose your clothes or drink from your shoe

At the moment, it is a 26-year-old boy named Ben from Leeds. The arrow lands on "give us your underwear", so he gets off and throws his boxers in the tree above – where hundreds of other couples are already hanging.

& # 39; This place is wild & # 39 ;, Ben says while he tries to put his clothes on again.

"I've never been at a party like this before, I share a tent with a randomer, but he was not very happy when he returned and I had sex with a girl there."

Ben disappears into the darkness and more festival goers step up the stairs to take their turn at the wheel. Two girls land on "naked run", so they strip away and race screaming through the crowd.

    Everything goes for party-goers at Stoketoberfest

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Everything goes for party-goers at Stoketoberfest

In the meantime, party-goers dancing for the main stage become wild when the DJ Renegade Master blows out and people throw beer over each other.

Around the corner there is a long line for the "super secret" party.

You need a special card to enter and it feels like a scene from the erotic 90's movie Eyes Wide Shut, while you get a masquerade mask on arrival.

Inside a girl sniffs beer through a long tube that is welcomed by party-goers.

    You need a special ticket to enter the party and you will receive a masquerade mask on arrival

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You need a special ticket to enter the party and you will receive a masquerade mask on arrival

Half-naked fire-climbers perform daring strokes while naughty guests wriggle on the ground. Naked mannequins appear in the corners of the room.

In the neighborhood, young couples pile up in the kissing booth & # 39 ;. It's not just for kissing on the lips, "giggles a girl as she drags a guy to it.

She tells me that she is Amy and that she is a 22-year-old film student from Kent. "I was planning to go to Oktoberfest, but I did not make it," she adds with a laugh.

"We started drinking here at 8 o'clock and everyone says that here is so much better than the actual event."

    At this party, the pillow cubicle is not just for locking lips

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At this party, the pillow cubicle is not just for locking lips

The man where she snaps into chips: "It's all beer, tits and bonking here – what's not to love?"

It is easy to understand why Brits flock to the alternative festival en masse.

For only 60 euros (£ 53) per night you arrive at your pre-arranged tent and for ten euros a day you get unlimited beer, sangria and food.

People start standing in line to drink from 8 o'clock in the morning.

    It is easy to see why Brits flock to the alternative festival en masse

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It is easy to see why Brits flock to the alternative festival en masse

At Oktoberfest you look at 12 euros each and at least £ 350 a night for a hotel room in Munich. The event is led by Stoke Travel, an alternative festival company based in Barcelona.

On the spot there is a chic clothing store with Bavarian outfits for only 70 euros. You will also be treated to live bands, glitter painting, a tattoo salon, various bars and a shisha lounge.

Back to tonight, and by 3 o'clock it is raining hard.

But nothing is going to stop these frantic festival goers from getting their kick.

    The event also has live bands, glitter-painting, a tattoo salon, several bars and a shisha lounge

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The event also has live bands, glitter-painting, a tattoo salon, several bars and a shisha lounge

More than 2000 tents fluctuate and, in the free love style, most tenants have left the curtain wide open.

"We did not make it to the Oktoberfest," giggles a beautiful brunette, wedged between two handsome boys – all three naked after a threesome.

"We only left the tent to refill beer," she continues, before turning the boys around and kissing.

For fear that they will ask me at any time, I will leave – and pass another couple who is steaming in the back seat of a car. They laugh when they see me pass by, apparently enjoying an audience.

Terrified for what I see below, I leave. The next morning I wake up in my quiet hotel room and I think I've dreamed the whole thing.

I wonder if the locals who moaned about saucy Oktoberfest outfits know what's going on down the street. I do not hope so in the interest of their blood pressure.

Kick-off at the Oktoberfest Beer Festival Munich 2018




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