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Rio, Brazil trip report

Reports of my death have been exagerated. Didn´t Mark Twain say that or something similar to it? A

I just got out of Solarium after being there on a Friday from around 5 to 9. There have been a lot of reports lately about the lack of quality material here in Rio. Last night I was at Luomos which did not impress me on my last, and first, trip to Rio. It was better last night although my blonde companion somehow managed to forget that we had a 40 minute cabine and not the hour suite that she put down for the bill. Moral of the story is to double check your bill. Costs, after a refund, were 50 entrance, 120 garota, and I forget the cabine but I think it was 50 or so. (1 dollar is 2.5 Real Prices are in Reals)

Back to Solarium. There were around 30 garotas tonight and maybe 10 or so men. The women were not happy although they put their best faces, and butts, forward. It has been two years since I was last there with a lot of water under the bridge and too many dead brain cells to do a real comparison of prettiness. I think the 10s and 9s have departed but overall I felt the quality was good. I was happy and so was my dick. Costs were 50 entrance, 120 for the garota, and 50 for the cabine. 12.50 for three drinks.

OK, that´s the end of the of the ´hard´data. What follows is your usual loser/sucker story that most of you have experienced even if some do not like to admit it.

Last trip Solarium was my favorite due to one particular garota. She was super affectionate in every way. My frustration was that I wanted to talk with her but spoke no Portuguese and was stuck with speaking very slow Spanish. By the end of my trip I swore that the next time I returned to Rio I would be able to say at least a minimum of intelligent conversation.

First thing I did back home was to buy Pimsleur. In two years I have repeated it maybe 7 times. Nine months ago I began seeing a local Brazilian for an hour a week. I have reached the point, or so I thought anyway, of being able to butcher my way through a variety of subjects. Understanding what I hear from others is still a major problem.

The first 3 months of so of my studies I would nightly look at the pictures of my ´favorita´ as a stimulus to continue. Eventually she faded from my memory except as something to give me a smile when I realized that I was slowly, very slowly, opening the door to a new place.

So, here we are as I walk into the bar area at Solarium after two years. And guess who the very first person that I saw was? She recognized me, I smiled and said her name, and she just about melted into my arms. For the next 30 minutes of so she could barely conrol herself with kisses, careses, and just plain happiness that an old customer had returned and was looking for her. And to add whipped cream to the sundae, she is the first person in Rio who I actually can understand. It was a whole new level of contact which is what I had wanted so much on my first trip. I won´t go into all the details of what we talked about because that´s not really relevent. What counts is that a person two years ago affected me enough that I changed my life and have been trying to better understand another culture and its langauge.

I´ll be here for another 10 days of so which means I will see her again. And again. I have no idea where this will lead and if I am smart I will leave Rio with a kiss or two and no forwarding address.

It´s strange how some things come back around.

Germany Report

1 Introduction My second travel within one year to Europe took me to two well-known FKK clubs in Germany, the Atlantis and Oase. Against better knowledge I engaged in unsafe sexual practices, like French kissing, daty and BBBJ. The girls were much more forthcoming than the chicas in ZN and one has a great variety of races and sizes (tall or short, not fat). I did 6 girls, 4 at Atlantis and 2 at Oase. No session was bad; indeed on the TJ scale even the worst would have counted as great. The FKKs reminded me of a fantasy of mine, an adult “Westworld”, where one enters and all present females and beautiful and willing to please the customer in EVERY way. I was just hope that there were no robots and first turned me on and than may turn on me…

2 Where to go The most renown FKK’s are just to the north of Frankfurt, the Oase and Atlantis (links below). I booked a flight to Frankfurt and planned to drive with a rental car from there to my business target in Basel. This arrangement gave me 2 days of mongering before meeting my business contacts. Most planes from the west coast seem to get into Europe in the early morning. Therefore I would have the day of arrival and last day before returning to San Diego. I landed in Frankfurt at 7 am and planned to pick up a car from Alamo for $250 per week. At this price I would have gotten a manual, so I upgraded to an automatic and paid $300 per week (Opel Omega). I didn’t pay attention to this detail when booking, but all German rental agencies will give you a manual at the basic rates. If you, like me, are not comfortable driving manual, you have to make sure that you get an automatic. They will charge more for that. My plan was to get to my hotel in Altenstadt and spend the rest of this day, ignoring all the cultural sights of Europe, at the FKK club Atlantis. I chose Atlantis over other clubs since it received the most recent positive comments on the local BBS. Although I don’t read or speak German, I saw many positive icons and many more posts on the girls from this than any other club.

3 The road to Altenstadt The drive to Altenstadt from the airport in Frankfurt was easy. I didn’t take the direct route, but the easy one: The A 3 Autobahn east towards “Offenbach”, continued on A 3 for about 30 miles, exited onto A 45 north towards “Giessen”. After another 30 miles I exited onto B521, which took me into Altenstadt after a few miles. There is a shorter way, but it was more difficult to remember and would have taken me through Frankfurt. Not having driven in Europe I choose the longer way around the city. I had made reservations for a B&B in Altenstadt only 1.9 miles from Atlantis. The name of the place was Moenchhof (www.altenstaedter-moenchhof.de). It was simple and quaint and as European as I assumed it to be: small and old. The room was nice, but without Internet hook-up for 45 Euros and allowed early check-in at 11 am.

4 What is an FKK club? FKK stands for “free korper kulture” = “free body culture” and means nudism in German. However, the clubs are twisted versions of the original idea, which was an almost philosophical belief in returning to ones origin by running around naked in nature (naturism). For more information about this, check out: www.fkk-online.de. The clubs I am talking about took the naturism idea and created a brothel version of Westworld (http://us.imdb.com/Title?0070909) and I thank the “god of sex for money” for that. If there is no god of whoring than I shall just be thankful to whomever. From my extensive research online I gathered that FKK clubs are very similar to Thermas in Brazil, charge $40-60 cover and feature many naked women who serve 30 minutes for around $50. The better clubs have a spa, free buffet and non-alcoholic beverages. Since I used to go to spas in the US and loved the decadent laziness and devotion for the care of ones body, I had planned to spend a whole day in a German FKK club and use its facilities even if its employees wouldn’t hold up to my expectations. I was so naïve; little did I know how much this experience would change me.

5 Arriving at Atlantis After struggling through the morning rush hour I found the hotel, freshened up, called novia and family to let them know that al-Qaida had not taken over Germany, yet. And finally got back into the car to begin the most amazing day in my mongering history: I arrived at the parking lot, which had some construction going on, at 12.30 pm. While getting out of my car I briefly was struck with a bad case of guilt. I was about to enter the dream world of any promiscuous male after telling my novia how much I’d missed her. Luckily I was able to overcome this weird feeling and entered Atlantis. I entered the club after ringing the doorbell and being viewed at through a remote camera. I was impressed by the security system. Once inside, a beautiful, amazingly professional and courteous hostess greeted me and asked if this was my first visit. My puzzled look and stare must have given me away. She laid down the ground rules in English, took my $60 cover and handed me a plastic bracelet, flip-flops and towels. The club is open every day from 10 – 4 am.

6 My first impression After entering I went to the locker room, undressed and took a long and refreshing shower. The club provides towels, flip-flops and is amazingly clean. No comparison to the showers at Coahulia. Besides the locker room for clothes and larger objects they have small security lockers for ones wallet, digital camera and vimax. Once I was cleaned up and secured my valuables, I entered the main room. To my left was a bar with free non-alcoholic drinks and about 15 lounging and naked chicas were hanging around all over the place. I tried to stay calm and focussed on reaching the bar to sit down before getting an erection. I would have flushed like a debutante if that had happened.

Gladly I decided to hold off on the Vimax until after my first session(s). And managed to order an orange juice. The sight was amazing: not one of the girls was below a 7. Many were not my type (blondes) but all were well shaped and young. I saw no Asian girl, but Mediterranean, black, Latina and Eastern European. Now comes the problem, my problem. If I like one girl, I have to have her. It is the same in strip clubs or brothels. Once I picked my alpha chica, I need to hunt her. If she is busy I will wait, if she leaves for the day it will take me hours (or Dos Equis) it settle on something less.

The girl I immediately fell in love with, had brown hair, about 5’3” with a great ass and a-cups. I couldn’t decide if she was Eastern European or latin. However, she was the only girl at this time of the day that was sitting with customer. They were sitting on a sofa and I began to prey that he had either run out of money or just here to chat with my newfound love.

While obsessing over this Czech beauty that, in a while, she would introduce herself to me as Jana, I managed to scope out the rest of the scenery. Many girls were sitting around looking bored and smoked cigarettes. Unfortunately the tattoo craze must have hit Europe hard, too. I even saw some implanted chicas.

Reading “Perfect 10” magazine with all these European girls I hoped that implants weren’t popular here, yet. Immediately I crossed out all the ones with implants, blondes and the ones with too many tattoos and piercing. This left me with 4 doable girls, one being Jana. Knowing me, this is truly amazing. AB and CC at best have 4 doable girls on a Saturday night and here I was on a Wednesday at just after noon.

7 Getting accustomed to the German FKK etiquette I settled in and began to relax. I was tired from the flight I wanted to use the amenities for some spa action. Unfortunately they had no masseuses at hand and although I was sure that any girl would claimed to be a great masseuse if asked, I didn’t want to waste my first session on a potentially poor massage.

When in limbo at AB or CC, while waiting for a chica to loose her customer or just hanging low, I usually drink and dance. Here I swam, sauna-ed and even slept a little at the pool. To keep hydrated one girl recommended a drink called “apple-shore”. It was very refreshing and much better than their juices or coke.

The first girl I spoke with was a German blonde with decent size tits and good English. Her name was Simone, but besides being blonde I didn’t get a good vibe from her and passed. Like at AB I had planned to pass on every chica who was not willing to flirt with me and show me a good time before striking the deal.

All this lounging and spa-ing gave me ample time to rest and check out what was going on and study the local brothel etiquette. During the next 2 hours more customers arrived, most seem to be regulars and many did amazingly graphic routines with their ladies in public.

Sometimes it reminded me more of a swinger club than a whorehouse, not that I’ve ever been to the earlier. It made me think how naïve I was to be concerned about my erection when I entered. Here were guys getting a BBBJ in the middle of the club and following their providers into the private rooms without any consideration for the other customers or ladies. I guess them Europeans are more liberal in many ways…

8 First session (overall 1) (Jana, 22, no kids, brunette, a-cup, 5’3”, 120 lbs, Czech) Time came for me to engage in the local customs and I finally saw my alpha chica standing around alone. I quickly walked up to her and started to chat her up. She told me she was from Prague (yeah, like all the chicas in AB/CC are from GDL or DF) and that she was new in Atlantis, but enjoyed her work immensely.

I told her that I was born yesterday and she actually laughed about this. That was all it took to sell me: a hooker with humour. Or did she not understand what I said? Anyhow, I felt like in my early times in TJ when I spoke so little Spanish that I often didn’t know what the girl said or if she understood me.

Some misunderstandings are quite nice and at this level of relationship non-verbal communication is almost all one needs anyway. We sat down on one of the couches and she started to stroke me gently and kissed my neck. I replaced the favor, kissing her neck and licking her small and firm breasts.

A few minutes later she motioned to give me a BBBJ, but I was too shy to let her do that in public and told her to take me to one of the private rooms. I didn’t ask about the price, since the hostess had assured me that all girls would charge $50 for 30 min FS. The private room had a queen size bed, which was very clean and looked a little like a futon bed. I like a firm mattress for sex and the cleanliness of the room and the good smell reminded my of the Douglas Brothel in Berlin, which I had visited last year. I was lying on my back and Jana gave me a BBBJ, almost all the time keeping eye contact with me. Her performance was so outstanding and professional that the sex felt like dancing with a girl who simply knows how to move.

How I managed not to blow into her mouth is something I still don’t understand, but I came mighty close when she looked me in the eyes while putting condom over robertito using nothing but her mouth. I had read about this, but no girl I was with ever pulled it off like Jana. Most actually still use the hands to get it down, but this girl seem to have absolutely no gag. Something that must come handy in her profession…

She fucked me in cowgirl position kissing me passionate and more intense then my own novia does most of the time. After a few minutes I had one of the best orgasms in a long time. I was lying on my back and Jana moved her hips so well that I blew more cum than ever. She laughed when she saw that I almost had passed out and it was fun to see how happy she seemed to be that I appreciated her performance. After recovering some of my senses I asked her if she would be available for outcall and she declined.

I managed to get some information out of her and she claimed to be 22-years-old without children and to study at the Frankfurt University. I would have guessed her to be a little older, believed the no children part, but don’t see how one can study while working in the far away brothel all day.

Summary, Jana – Czech Republic - Atlantis: Looks: 9 Attitude: 10 English: 7 Technique: 10 Hygiene: 10, she showered before and after Repeat: yes

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