[QUOTE=Pinkerton]"She pumped that finger in my behind."[/QUOTE]Too much information. It messed up my visual. But it was a great report.
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[QUOTE=Pinkerton]"She pumped that finger in my behind."[/QUOTE]Too much information. It messed up my visual. But it was a great report.
As far as I remember I paid 60R for 3 hours of fun. I think the rooms are quite clean and very comfortable though I can't remember if there were mirros. There was no sex chair in the room I got - perhaps it's possible in another room.. I went there twice and I think that I paid 55R the second time (I'm not sure really).
[QUOTE=Chingon] I've passed the Lido many a time. What did the Lido cost you, and for how much time? How was the room? They have fantasy suites there? i.e. mirrors and sex chair? :D[/QUOTE]
....great report man !
I enjoyed to read both them, actually I am leaving curitiba to floripa but I miss the termas in Rio as the best place I saw in the last 1 month here.
If you still not been there, I suggest you to take a look to solarium21, a bit far, after the lake, but the place with the best looking girls.
Keep on have fun friend !
I LOVE L'uomo. My favorite termas in Rio!
4x4 a close second.
She was my favorite from L'uomo. Wish she wouldn't have objected to her face being shown, truly beautiful.
[QUOTE=Pinkerton]
In particular would it live up to the experiences, girls and great sex I enjoyed in Thailand in November?
Would the girls be 'my type'?[/QUOTE]
How would you rate Bangkok/Pattaya to Rio? I'm all booked up for 10 days in November to BKK and Pattaya. I just don't know if it can get better than Rio?
I don't care how good Thailand is though, I will return to Rio!
Excellent reports deserve to be given recognition, and yours is one. Welcome to the forum.
BTW, it's perfectly all right to report a girl's name. It's not her real name anyway, and she would no doubt appreciate your mentioning her name, because it will probably bring her more business. I've had girls thank me for mentioning them favorably.
L
I throughly agree with Lorenzo: it was a great report from Pinkerton but it is very useful to have the actual work names. There are plenty of morenas at l´uomos. P could well have been Pietra. if it was her, I did not know that she allowed CIM. Would be great to have confirmation without having to ask her.
[QUOTE=Lorenzo]Excellent reports deserve to be given recognition, and yours is one. Welcome to the forum.
BTW, it's perfectly all right to report a girl's name. It's not her real name anyway, and she would no doubt appreciate your mentioning her name, because it will probably bring her more business. I've had girls thank me for mentioning them favorably.
L[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Sangue Bon]Yes GF hotels only allow 1 GDP in but when I stayed in hotels once I got 2 in to the Debret because the night desk clerk told me anything is possible for the right price and also once in the Luxor Regente, 2 blonds from Barbarellas. But as a general rule forget it.[/QUOTE]
I do a lot of threesomes (often with non-GDPs) and have had no problem with having more than one girl at various hotels. Tell the girls to dress appropriately and to enter the hotel like they belong there.
This site has some other good information as well.
[url]http://www.funsunbrazil.com/love%20Motels.htm[/url]
[url]http://www.guiademoteis.com.br/home.aspx?id=000200000000[/url]
This is a good one in Gloria
[url]http://www.guiademoteis.com.br/moteis/552/Diamond-Hotel.aspx[/url]
VIPs in Leblon (where many pornos are shot)
[url]http://www.guiademoteis.com.br/moteis/53/Vips-Motel.aspx[/url]
Is the Magic Hotel still a love motel? I know it's been renovated it. The old website was more, "love motel" oriented, with pics of the fantasy suites and rates.
The new website is more normal hotel, and the rooms are basic, not fantasy suite. Why, they even have a restaurant, buffet style.
It's now called the Magic Palace Hotel.
[url]http://www.magichotel.com.br[/url]
Day 3: Rio: Termas L'uomo again
After a busy day doing the Rio sights to get what a friend (I'll introduce you to him in a later report) calls 'alibi photos', I thought I'd have a day off the girls. I was booked to go to the Maracana for a football match at 20:00 so could only do a quick visit anyway. But my friend twisted my arm and off we went to L'uomo.
4 pm. Us two men, about 15 girls. The girls sat around doing girl talk, we sat at the bar drinking water – all very uninspiring. The choice just didn't seem anything like the previous night. One or two came over to say Hello, but I couldn't get enthused. Perhaps it was me? A few other guys arrived, chose the best of the bunch and went off to the cabines. I ordered another water and sat there. Then I started to tell myself that at least it would be a cheap visit – only the 60 reais admission.
M (#2 last night) came over and I was tempted. But then I reminded myself that at these prices it should all be about new experiences. The lovely P (#1 last night) arrived with a few others – they were late because it was apparently weekly doctor day.
Then one I hadn't spotted before came and introduced herself – I'll call her D. It wasn't long before we were teaching each other Portuguese and English and having fun. I bought her some drinks and was gradually getting committed. Eventually I got to the 'menu' stage, but I just checked anal and OWO and left it at that – after all I'd found that most of them give me a bit of a 'what do you take me for? ' look when I ask about 'goza na buca' (or something that sounds like that). But after an hour or so chatting with this pretty face and gorgeous body I finally handed over my key.
What a good decision! We got to the room and I asked her to do a strip – it wasn't professional stripper standard but she asked if she could watch the effect on my dick as she performed. And it was very evident. I gave her a quick introductory licking before she got down to work below. Great sucking and then. A finger in the fundament. And she clearly knew just how to use it to full effect. So much so that she had to ask me to be a bit quieter. A couple of times I said 'now it's time for your arse' but she pushed me back down on the bed and it got even better.
When I thought about moving to 69, to get myself at full strength for entry, it was with some reluctance because it meant her extracting her digit. But into 69 we went and I was to have the best 69 of my mongering life. At her end of things, she was sucking my dick while plugging my arse with her other hand. At my end, I was licking and tonguing. But D took control and, after a few attempts to find the lie of the land, positioned herself at the exact point over my face best for herself – I just stayed still and provided the tongue action. Quite how she co-ordinated the movements I'll never know – finger in and out of my arse, mouth up and down on my dick, body backwards and forwards over my tongue – all at the same time.
Now her advice re noise seemed to have gone out of the window as she started yelling the house down. I joined in as the exquisite action on my lower parts got better and better. I couldn't see the detail although a couple of times I did look in the mirror to see her beautiful brown body working away on me. But there was no time for mirror – I was in paradise and gradually realising that this would be my last action – I was going to have to give. We'd had no discussion about CIM. I'd asked girls the other nights and had a no, so hadn't bothered to ask D. Perhaps she would get the warning, as my moans reached their crescendo, and take him out. Finally I let it go.
But where had it gone? As my orgasm subsided, it felt as though my dick was still in the warm and wet haven it had been in. Then, slowly, with no rush and no fuss, D got up, turned, smiled at me, motioned that she couldn't say anything, and quietly disposed of the proceeds into a tissue. I apologised, but she smiled, told me it was ok and gave me a big kiss.
I'd no idea how much of the 40 minutes had gone, but I would have expected some 'turning off' at this stage and first attempts to 'pack up'. Not so with D. We spooned on the bed, and then she opened her legs inviting me to play with her pussy. I could not refuse when I realised that she wanted to come. So, down on my knees on the floor and my tongue back to work again, joined by a finger. She was very wet. I have to tell you that she could squeeze my single finger like nothing I have ever felt before – amazing muscle action. Finally, she licked her fingers and got to work on her clit herself and came with one of those quiet but genuine big sighs.
She lay back looking very happy and as we cuddled again on the bed I said I was glad she'd cum. Then she gave me the real treat of telling me it was the second time. When I'd been in the clouds of ecstasy coming in her mouth, all that noise was her coming in a big way too. A first for me – a mutual come while in 69 – her coming as I came in her mouth. Something else for my record of special moments. Now I understood why she had got up so slowly to empty out.
I know now that I have to have her again, because I've simply got to have the feeling of my dick being squeezed like her pussy squeezed my finger.
Thanks, D – wonderful!
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[QUOTE=Pinkerton]Day 3: Rio: Termas L'uomo again
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Did you make it to M? Did F win? How many times did L pass the ball? Any penalties? How about J? Did he score a goal? Please give us all the details.
Do the termas have normal opening hours during the carnaval next week?
Paul
[QUOTE=Funkignitor]I think the title of pinkertons vacation should be smell my finger lol[/QUOTE]
ROFL. No doubt his finger wouldn´t work on the fingerprint ID at my gym either . . . ;)
Sunday night/Monday morning. Nog is shut. Skank bars on Prada doing a trickle trade. Occasional hopeful hoe on NS Copa. Feel like the walk.
On an impulse, I march briskly to Balcony. As if I really want to be there. A squiggly sign over the bar assures me, [i]Open 24hrs from 1st Oct to 1st Apr.[/i] Which means it´s open now :) When even most of Copa´s working girls are having a night´s rest.
I attach myself to the bar-end. The sun is about to rise. The silky hand caresses my thigh, even before its owner, a black woman I find strangely unattractive, slides into view. I let he pre-packaged patter reach a sentence-end. My look, a sort of friendly f-off (together with a nice smile and some kindly muttered words) provide (I trust) the full stop. I´m left in peace again. And Balcony [I]is[/i], strangely and beautifully, peaceful. Maybe about a dozen working girls hazily plying their customers. Two South-American tourist girls saying goodnight to a couple of attractive young men (who they´ve bought drinks for it seems). Even the pigeons look relaxed like they belong. I could almost drift back half a century.
The soft silence is brashly broken by an ugly Americano loudly ordering a Jack Daniels.* Fat. Unshaven. He is escorted by a slim, beautiful and perfectly attired young lady – who I pray is getting paid handsomely for services in respect of his company. But he´s not content to inflict his largesse on her alone. He ´offers´ the two tourist girls beer, flexing his knowledge of Portuguese, and speaking in a tone reserved for – what in his country is called – trailer trash.
The less pretty girl, but the blonde I fancy, looks away, mildly nonplussed. She is heavier-set than her brunette companion with classic good looks, but she has a gentle refinement of features I find particularly appealing. Happy Jack is being gregarious. Which includes buying anyone in the bar. I catch her embarrassed features as her face flushes. Our eyes dance to the tinkle of a samba song in the background, sharing a twinkling gaze and no doubt both wondering if Happy Jack will maybe do the decent thing and drown himself.
I hold her smile long enough for us both to have to suppress giggles. I motion her to shush. (Like many Americanos, Fat Jack is quite a big bloke and I have no desire to see him agitated. And isn´t this an Americanos bar? Maybe I should be the one to go drown . . .
A mulatta girl I don´t want but who makes me laugh bats chatter with me as I try to tie her nicely in knots. Twenty minutes pass. After the fourth attempt, cheeky mulatta girl she gives up with good grace and goes home with a skanky-looking pal. Flash Jack is trumpeting a selection of dollars, Euros and other currencies to get nice consort tart to fix a price. Amazingly they leave. Blonde tourist girl avoids my look. I probably now have a monger label. I (stupidly) show disinterest in her gorgeous friend who gives me a couple of polite openings. The three of us watch the sun creep over the horizon.
A drunk cripple tries to steal a lime from the bar and gets caught. The bouncer, bored out of his skull, leaps into action and gives him a couple of slaps. The two girls are moving towards the beach. Sad cripple tries to hold his own at a safe distance but bouncer boy is clearly irritated and goes after him. Official-style shouting and verbal. The girls are almost hidden to the waist by the rise of the sand.
Staff start piling chairs on tables. Was the sign merely decorative, I wonder?
The hair of the blonde girl mixes with the sunlight. I can hardly see her now. I can still taste the magic of her movement.
I walk home strangely elated. Are some things occasionally maybe even better than sex??
[color=gray]*of course, his ´ugliness´ is partly my perception. I don´t dislike Americans, just most of the ones I meet on Avenida Atlantica. This guy was admittedly coarse, but it is more a matter of my tastes than any judgement, moral or otherwise. I think my own American friends are more subtle, but many still have a cultural bias I find wearying (although in other situations it would be a bonus). If you see the current (Oscar nominated) movie, [i]Vicky Cristina Barcelona[/i], the dilemma is expressed perfectly. The rich, sensible, educated fiancée in the film is a sensible choice for engaged girl on holiday in Spain. But she longs for the spiritual freedom of the artist, represented by Javier Bardem. In this light, the American is seen as unintentionally patronising and oblivious to the beauty of life beyond the material. The dilemma is that he is a really nice chap. America is so isolated that, like Arabs in Thailand, its inhabitants can have genuine difficulty finding a way of expression that isn´t stereotypically self-centred and all-knowing. And I have genuine difficulty putting up with it. So nothing personal, Mr Flash Jack. Avenida Atlantica, rightly or wrongly, belongs to you. That I long for an earlier time is my problem. [/color]