FKK Artemis - Berlin

Small question.

Is Artemis smoking or non smoking inside, by the bar etc.

[QUOTE=Sunstar777]Small question.

Is Artemis smoking or non smoking inside, by the bar etc.[/QUOTE]The only area that is non smoking is downstairs in the wellness area: pool, sauna. The rest of the club allows smoking (including the rooms).

If you can't handle the smoke, then you can hang downstairs. Only about quarter of the girls come down to this area to look for customers so you will need to go to the main room to pick the girls you want to session with.

[QUOTE=Sunstar777]Small question.

Is Artemis smoking or non smoking inside, by the bar etc.[/QUOTE]You can smoke in the bar.

[QUOTE=Angus Magee]I am playing with the idea of going tomorrow and am at about 60% yes right now. [/QUOTE]

It's worth the experience. Go there, find Viagra (Brasil) and fuck one of THE FKK legends.

HB

[QUOTE=Sunstar777]Small question.

Is Artemis smoking or non smoking inside, by the bar etc.[/QUOTE]Sunstar777,

Not that I smoke, the bar area level of Artemis allows smoking. The wellness area in the ground level is non smoking, although some inconsiderate souls continue to smoke there.

I find the atmosphere better without the smoke.

Cheers,

Londonbasketcase

[QUOTE=Sunstar777]Small question.

Is Artemis smoking or non smoking inside, by the bar etc.[/QUOTE]But don't be afraid Girls like to smoke you in the rooms.

Otherwise you can smoke in the smoking bar but not allowed in the bar downstairs be careful all the girls are in the smoking bar just few donwstairs

before i say anything else let me tell you that this morning my dick is sore and my wallet empty. and i am happy to say that i am no longer an fkk virgin.

first some practical information and my general impressions of the facility. i found actually getting to artemis just a wee bit difficult on foot. the nearest s-bahn station, in fact the only real public transit option (i think there is also a bus that stops close to artemis) is westkreuz. when i got off the train i looked around for an exit and could not see one. i found a set of stairs but there was some sort of construction going on and for some reason this did not seem to be it. i asked someone, who did not seem to know, but who told me with great certainty that the stairs were not the exit. i then proceeded to wander around the westkreuz station for about 10 minutes looking for an exit. no luck. as far as i could see the station was in the middle of railway ground and there was no way out! feeling now a bit existential and wondering if perhaps i should give up and return home, i was actually still at only about 80% yes to this whole enterprise, i decided to use the stairs. the ones that i was told was most definitely not the exit.

this was in fact the only exit to westkreuz station and it takes you to a parking lot/drop off point right in the middle of railway lands and multilane highways. but from here on it is pretty straight forward road to get to artemis. you just walk a 100 m. or so and it is really the only place that you can walk to out here except for what looked to be an auto repair facility next door. if you are having difficulties and it is night time just look over your left shoulder as you exit the station and you will see a big red neon light. head towards that as it is artemis’ neon sign on top of their building.

the intake was easy and, telling the girl (reasonable english spoken) it was my first time, i was given a good explanation of the facilities and how things worked. i changed into my robe, donned my slippers and headed for the shower. then i had a look around. my first impression of the place was that it is a very well decked out club. lots of space, seating and nooks and crannies in which to get intimate. i liked it.

the time of my arrival was shortly after 18:00 on a thursday-late in the month which apparently has an effect on the busy-ness. when i arrived there seemed to be about 20 girls, mostly in the main floor bar-the one where you can smoke. however, after sitting for about 5 minutes with a cola i could see that more were coming on shift and there would be no shortage of girls in the house tonight. as far as i could see there were not very many men at this time. it is fairly easy to get a good idea of this. you just look out over the room and if you see a sea of white robes it is busy. at this time mostly i saw mostly naked to scantily clad female forms, which was fine by me.

i took a seat on one of the bed platforms in the lounge area of the bar (near the dining room i think) and spent a few minutes arriving and watching the scene. almost right away i was approached, one after the other, by a few girls. each was nice, no stunners, and i told them all the same thing: that i had just arrived and wanted to relax a bit first. all of them were easy about this and left with the comment that perhaps we will have a chance to talk more later. i felt no pressure and i am guessing that at this time of the evening the interactions are pretty laid back.

after about ten minutes i left the bar to explore. i ended up down in the wellness area and spent the next while in the saunas and pool. with this aspect of artemis i was very, very impressed. the hot sauna (90 deg.) is great and there are two cold plunges which i appreciate very much after a sauna. the more mellow 60 deg. sauna is a nice place to hang out and the pool is just warm enough that you can spend some time in there just floating.

there were very few ladies in this area, just every once in a while one would wander through. i guess having a look for potential customers. and there was one lady, older but with one of those very pampered looking pneumatic bodies, optically attractive but looking like she might just pop if you were to land on it a little too hard. she was lounging/posing on one of the wicker lounge chairs that surround the pool. every once in a while she would stand up and walk around the pool, positioning herself just outside the hot sauna and then returning to her lounge chair. at first i thought “major shark”, but after watching her some time i decided, in keeping with the aquatic theme, that barracuda was a better description of her. still a largish predator that i wished to avoid this evening. no worries though as she really seemed to be a woman who was pretty confident of her appeal to some men and she was simply offering her looks as bait.

at this point i was still feeling quite flat at being here in artemis. i even briefly considered that i would just hang in the wellness area for a couple of hours, get my fill of the sauna and leave. but who am i kidding. it was time to head back upstairs and see if i could find a nice girl to break my fkk cherry.

upstairs was busier when i returned. more ladies, a number of more men. i took a large glass of mineral water and sat down on one of the couches close to the bar. immediately i was joined by a dark haired beauty (spanish i think) with whom i chatted for a while but, in keeping with iseeu’s sound advise about approaching rather than being approached by the ladies, when she broached the subject of fun upstairs i told her i was wanting to mingle a bit more. she took this well (a good sign according to iseeu) and said perhaps later and left. i was sort of wondering how to find a girl i
i liked, sensing that just sitting there on the couch was a bad strategy (might as well paint a large red dot on your chest and wait to be picked off, or like dumping a bucket of fresh chicken guts into shark infested waters) when i spotted a girl that peeked my interest. the girls do seem to have some sort of sense that tells them when they have caught a guy's interest as she was walking quickly across the bar when i noticed her and she immediately stopped, looked around and caught my gaze. i motioned her over and soon she was practically sitting on my lap.

her name was luciana (i am pretty sure) and she was from brazil, tall, dark skin, smallish breasts, wide hips, flat stomach perhaps 23-24 years old. we chatted (just a note-most of the girls i interacted with this evening spoke better german than english though german was rarely their first language. my german, especially in such a situation is quite passable and i do like to practice in a relaxed atmosphere. but my feeling is that speaking only english in artemis would not be such a big problem unless you want to discuss early 1900th century philosophy with the girls. and what are the chances of that...) and after about ten minutes conversation was pretty much exhausted.

now i did not have a great feeling with this girl, not the love of my life, but she was nice and i certainly found her physically appealing, so when she suggested a room i immediately agreed. i had the feeling that i could dither all evening trying to find “the perfect girl”. ditherer as i am sometimes, i also recognize that in life you just have to take the plunge and have the experience-good or bad. so off we went and soon we were in one of the upstairs rooms doing what i had come to do.

so how was it? okay. not bad, but certainly not mind blowing in any way. luciana was a sweet girl, nice bj(uncovered), kissing and the sex was easy. she tried a brief up sell (did i want an hour long session?) but seemed quite content with the “ganz normal” session i wanted. she also mentioned extras but did not elaborate when i said no extras. in the end and after a cuddle and a bit of pillow talk i paid the girl and we parted. the earth still spun on it’s axis and as far as i could tell the sun, moon and stars were all still up there in the heavens.

i returned to the sauna, showered and did another short round in the 60 deg. then floated a bit in the pool. my thoughts revolved that in getting the maximum enjoyment from the fkk experience there is, as with many things in life, a learning curve. there is here in this environment a very delicate balance to be achieved between approaching the girls and being approached. what i learned from my first experience was that it is probably best to be mobile when approaching a girl. sitting on the coach and calling her over to you sort of implies an eagerness that, after our ten minute talk, i really did not feel. i guess i could have at that point thanked her and moved on but enough of the post game analysis. chalk it up to experience, learn what is there to learn and move on, which is what i did.

back up in the bar i was about to make a big mistake. i sat at the bar and was again immediately set upon, first by a dark haired romanian , who left with the usual “perhaps later “ when i told her i was having a post session rest. and then by a bulgarian (marrisa?) girl who i was later to realize was a classic shark. not a big mean fierce one that chews you apart in the first 5 seconds, rather a reef shark who does not do much damage but is never the less a predator. so she sidled up to me and before i knew it she was kissing my neck and face and had her hands wrapped around my cock under the robe. some part (looking back) knew that i should have disengaged and seen her reaction but before i knew it we were headed for the room.

the rest is history. not a good session. well, to be fair, not the worst i have had but the sex was mechanical and once we got to the room the kisses were perfunctory and the passion was obviously very fake. little angus was not happy and even getting an erection was a bit of a task. finally with some coaxing he was hard enough to do the job he had come for and marrisa, in doggy, was sexy enough to at least manage an orgasm. we cleaned up and off we went to pay the girl.

jesus the lighting down by the safe boxes needs to be improved somehow. while paying the marrisa, who i realized in the harsh light of the lobby was probably on the far side of thirty, i had one of those-did i just stick my dick in that, and pay for the privilege? moments. but maybe it was just the light and the hallucinogenic tricks the mind can play on one in the midst of deep regret.

down once more to the sauna area i grabbed a mineral water and took a recliner, close my eyes and licked my wounds inflicted by the reef shark marrisa. all in all not so bad. more of the learning curve i told myself in justification. now i was seriously considering leaving. 190 in the hole and i was still feeling pretty much dissatisfied as far as the sex aspect of the fkk experience goes. mentally i was adding it all up and calculating just what kind of session, with extras, i could have had with one of my tried and true favorites at kd or liberty. but this sort of thought really gets you know where, what’s done is done, the only thing important is what to do now.

i decided to head back upstairs for a while and observe. the bar was by now much busier. but the predominant view was nearly naked female forms. there seemed to be an abundance of women and really the white robes were in short supply. on the surface this may seem like a good thing for us mongers, but the feeling i had from the bar was one of deep dissatisfaction from the females. they were hungry, and sort of bored. a dangerous combination in my experience of dealing with women.

there were not may seats left now, all the couches being taken by foot tapping naked girls, chain smoking and casting their eyes about or conferring with their girl friends about the pathetic state of the male company tonight i imagined. i finally spotted an empty bed recliner in the upper part of the room, i took m place up there, arranged the pillows and sat back to just watch the show. i figured at this point that i would sit for some time and if nothing really interesting happened i would leave.

i was left pretty much alone now. as i mentioned the girls were all sort of restless and they seemed to be either talking with friends or circulating and trying to snare a wandering male. there really did seem to be a extreme man shortage this evening. a half an hour passed and i was still alone on the bed when a young lady walked up, asked if i was sitting with someone and when i replied no, lay down on the the other side of the bed. her name was andrea, from budapest and she was quite visually appealing. we chatted a bit and i slowly started to realize that she was not quite so non-chalantly “just chilling” as i at first thought and as she was trying to appear. nice approach though, i thought. as we sat and chatted (she was mostly complaining about the lack of action from the men tonight and how she had to pay her bills tomorrow) i saw that she was offering me poses and as i mention she was cute and i was enjoying it.

maybe 20 minutes passed and soon she was openly playing with her pussy so that i could just see what was going on. with the line nicely baited (and beautiful bait it was too) she tried to set the hook. but old angus was leery and this time thinking with the big head. for when she openly suggested we go for some fun i told her i was recovering from my second session and was frankly unsure of my ability to get it up for a third session. with this she chided me for “thinking negatively”, she who had just spent the past 20-25 minutes in full complaint about the state of things in the bar, pulled in her line and wiggled off for some deeper pool and perhaps a more promising catch. i hope she found him but was glad it was not me.

proud of myself i relaxed again alone and watched the strip show that had just started on stage. it ended and i was still alone. i considered the romanian girl with whom i had chatted earlier as she seemed to be at a loose end by the bar and she did look to be some fun, but there was not a whole lot of juice left in me. i was starkly aware that my last session had been tenuous at best (getting it up i mean) and i was not at all confident that the next would be any better unless i could somehow find a girl who really turned my crank.

in total i must have lay there over an hour looking at the girls and occasionally feeling a stirring of interest. then a girl i had not seen before walked into the bar. again, i am amazed at this sixth sense women seem to have. as she came in walking purposely across the floor my head turned, saw her (she was maybe 8 meters away in a darkish room) and my eyebrows must have raised. the law of the jungle was in actions and she, senses on high alert, must have caught the movement of my eye brows. or maybe i somehow beamed her a signal off the third star in orion’s belt, so i imagine, and she made a bee line for me on the bed.

she asked politely if she could join me and of course i said yes. her name was iris, from romania, perhaps 22-23 years old she was slim, wide hips, smallish breasts, long straight blondish streaked hair and just something about her i liked. she was not a drop dead gorgeous type but, dressed right, she would turn my head on the street. we chatted for some time (15-20 minutes) all the time moving closer and starting to touch each other. this was flowing nicely but i was still somehow worried about my ability to perform, or it was in the back of my mind, and i was starting to be aware that i had to somehow tell this girl that i was hesitant to commit to a full session. fair is fair and we were acting pretty much as if it was a forgone conclusion that we would end up in a room, but i was unsure.

at this point iris started to touch little angus under my robe and i more or less knew that things had gone too far if i did not stop her. i felt a stirring but no real erection yet. then she suddenly asked if i wanted a bj.

where? here? i asked

sure. she replied.

okay. (never one to turn down such an offer from a comely female)

now i know that i was now committed to the girl for a session by the protocol i have read about on the fkk threads. but i also wondered if she had little angus in her mouth, with no result, if i could still back out without causing a big scene with her. she closed the curtains most of the way, opened my robe and started to kiss, soft little kisses up and down my torso. then she reached into her bag and came out with a condom.

humm..no bbbj here, i thought.

but i was not going to argue now and besides i also had the thought that if she can get little “a” hard now, with a condom, she really will perform in a full session. down she went on me and i lay back and enjoyed the experience of being blown in a bar with the curtains open a bit so i could look out onto the bar at all that was happening around me. and little angus seemed to be responding to her talents. before i knew it he was a stiff as a fence post and iris’ magical mouth was bobbing up and down with great enthusiasm. yes this girl knew how to give head.

joy!

i let her keep going at it for several minutes until i realized that she was going to make me come if i did not stop things pretty soon. yes she was that good. i signaled her to stop and kissed her, nice, lots of tongue and asked if we could find a room. i am pretty sure that we could have just kept going in the bar there. it was quite private with the curtain pulled but as much as anything i wanted to make it clear to her that we would have a full half hour session.

upstairs the mongers were stacked up like holiday air traffic over o’hare airport waiting for rooms to be free. i guess there were more white robes that i thought this evening. iris, rather than wait, suggested that we could find a room down by the kino. sure enough there was one available and soon enough the towels were spread and we were once again kissing and naked.

so this was more like it. the session was great and as close to a gfe as i imagine i could have at an fkk. my only slight disappointment was the covered bj but with her technique it seemed actually to make little difference to how the bj felt. in the room her bj was more aggressive and she really went to town on little angus. she also enjoyed being licked and was very responsive, getting very wet and thrusting back as my tongue worked in her pussy. she was also a very loud fuck and i think for a while we must have drowned out the noises from the sex kino. when she climbed on top of me she went quite wild, fucking herself hard on my cock and even squatting, feet flat beside me, for several minutes fucking just about as hard as it is possible to go and bruising, i think, my pubic bone in the process and leaving me today with that “i was fucked really hard by a very horny girl” feeling today.

finally i had her position herself in doggy and did some of the work as well, again fucking as hard as i possibly could and much harder than i even normally enjoy. this girl’s pure animal intensity and enjoyment of being fucked hard was, well, infectious. i remember briefly having the thought that it may be difficult to actually finish. this to be was my third shot, after all, in so any hours. but my dick was so hard and in the position we were in i could really fuck her with long, hard, steady, deep thrusts. and her pussy was fully wet and seemed to keep opening and then grasping me as i pulled almost all the way out before thrusting again and again as deep as i possibly could, that i soon forgot to worry and with a final deep thrust i came in one of those really, really satisfying, ball emptying orgasms.

dripping sweat, heart pounding we held the position for a couple of minutes as my dick fully emptied into her pussy (well, into the condom) and then finally we separated and she did the clean up on me, got rid of the condom and then curled up for a bit of a cuddle and a chat. no rush as we talked a bit and i complimented her on her skills as a lover and her beauty, which in my experience no woman ever gets tired of hearing about.

finally i suggested we get up and go finish our transaction. this time i happily paid her well earned 60 euros, we kissed once more (still deep and with feeling), said our good byes and i headed for the showers and then home to fall exhausted into my bed.

so there you have it guys, a rather long account of my introduction to the fkk tradition at artemis club. this morning i woke up and felt over all happy with my visit despite the fact that my first two sessions were a tad disappointing. as i have mentioned there is that learning curve to consider.

fkk is not cheap. last night i spent a total of 250 euros on three sessions and the entrance fee. and i guess i could have easily spent more were i to have gone for the extras offered by the ladies. so walking into an fkk (at least artemis) with less than say 300 euros is probably not so wise. i guess i could have stopped at two sessions but then i would have missed out on the best session of the evening, the one that really made it all worth while and put a shine to the evening. and to put it in a bit of balance, i also had over 5 hours at the club and easily the sauna facilities alone are worth the high price you pay. when i break it down to a per hour number it really seems a reasonable full evening’s entertainment.

so while i am not ready to forgo bordellos now in favor of fkk i do see a definite place for the fkk in my mongers diet. the whole experience is great fun, even the disappointments really. it is a bit of a challenge and an adventure to find the right girl (or allow her to find you?) who will rock your world for the evening. i imagine that i will be back at artemis, or another fkk if i can swing that, sometime, perhaps a road trip. but i also imagine that it will not be a weekly thing for me or even monthly. maybe a couple to three times a year or on special occasions.

i also see a couple of thing i would do differently next time. number one would be to really make the effort to find a time when i could hook up with another isg member to make the visit. it is my observation that a single guy, without buddies i mean, is at a distinct disadvantage at a club like artemis. two guys (or a a few more, but not a mob) seem to be able to hang easier in the thick of the female action and not be such a target for the hard core predators. then that all important eye contact etc. can be made and the girl then approached. there is often, i think, a slight air of want or need around the buddy-less male that makes it harder to achieve the energy that attracts the right caliber of woman. i mean, if you have a friend there hanging alone is not an issue and the female company is in addition to your good time rather than being your “raison d’etre” of being there.

i also think that next time i might try to arrive earlier in the afternoon, use the sauna, perhaps have one session and then go away for a while, returning at around 20:00 when things seem to really get into a swing.

so thanks for reading if you have made it this far. hope you enjoyed it and that it can be of use to my fellow monger, both fkk experienced and newbies.

over and out

am

Great stream of consciousness narrative style with lots of details! You capture the sense of what it is like to prowl a club in search of the perfect session, what the interactions with women are like and the considerations one weighs in making a decision.

At a club you recognize very quickly which dudes are hot to trot. They (as well as I) go into a pacing mode, wandering from room to room, making quick assessments of which chick is sitting where, who is away at a room, who has just come back. Its the only way to release nervous energy.

At a large club its not a problem. At a small club like Blue Note, for example, its more of a challenge. I go clockwise, then counter-clockwise.

Nothing wrong with dithering, by the way. We all do it to some degree.

You probably have more apartment bordello experience than most of us have so it was helpful to keep this in mind while reading your post. You have a slightly different perspective than a pure newbie.

Clubs do tend to have different personalities and distinct club sub-cultures, by the way. At some its easy to chat with anyone at the club: the staff, the other guests, the women. At other clubs, everyone is more standoffish. At certain clubs, certain behavior is tolerated and even encouraged. At others, there are unspoken rules about what is not allowed.

Great report, ironic but detailed. You gave the sensation of being a newbie although you certainly fucked half of the Berlin scene or more.

I also totally agree with the conclusions.

Just to mention, it seems you are still bordello oriented.

Speaking of my short experience, without any aim of teaching, in FKK it's slighty different. You achieve the consciousness of being in a wellness facility and, time after time, you (partially) loose the anxiety of the session. IMO the best is when you are unprogrammed to catch a gal but a gal arrives and upset your mind and your body.

The problem between hunting or being hunted is hard to solve but both work well in different contexts (as you realized).

Cheers,

Z

[QUOTE=Zipron]Great report, ironic but detailed. You gave the sensation of being a newbie although you certainly fucked half of the Berlin scene or more.


Just to mention, it seems you are still bordello oriented.


Z[/QUOTE]


I have to laud the post of Angus below, a kind of Catcher in the Rye of FKK reports.

However, it is important, I think, to make the distinction between Artemis in Berlin and the general body of FKKs elsewhere in Germany, primarily in NRW and Hessen. I mean, I don't know if Artemis properly represents the middle ground of the FKK experience (assuming such exists), but rather one of the more extreme "posh" FKKs, somewhat Palace-esqe.

Angus, you say, based on your Artemis experience you would certainly re-visit, but not more than a couple of times a year. Well, I wonder what you would make if you were to visit some of the other so-called "mainstream" FKKs. Imagine a bordello-like club, where things are structured and priced a bit differently than, say, KD or Liberty. Imagine a place like F39 in Bochum, where the girl line-up is spread before you on individual couches, and you just walk through the giant hall and stop at the couch of your choice to chat a bit, then move on. Or a place like Oase in Hessen, where the girl line-up, sometimes numbering beyond 50 girls, will come up to you on your bar stool or couch and flirt with you, giving you the odd HJ, etc. Or Bernd's where you can watch the girl line-up BBBJing or more other clients before you decide on whom to choose for your own romp, etc.

This is by no means an attempt to deminish the joys and charms of the bordello scene in Berlin. Just trying to encourage you and others who have only tried one club to branch out a bit (if possible) and try to explore the wide parameters of the FKK universe within Germany. Then you might have a slightly different perspective on FKKs in gereral, and Artemis in particular.

Plus, lastly, the more clubs and club visits you put under your belt, the more experience you get in playing this game. So the dividends of more positive sessions will increase. You will learn to read the body language of certain sharky types right off the bat.

Thanks for a great report and keep your insights coming....

Ortos

[QUOTE=Ortos]I have to laud the post of Angus below, a kind of Catcher in the Rye of FKK reports.

However, it is important, I think, to make the distinction between Artemis in Berlin and the general body of FKKs elsewhere in Germany, primarily in NRW and Hessen. I mean, I don't know if Artemis properly represents the middle ground of the FKK experience (assuming such exists), but rather one of the more extreme "posh" FKKs, somewhat Palace-esqe.

Angus, you say, based on your Artemis experience you would certainly re-visit, but not more than a couple of times a year. Well, I wonder what you would make if you were to visit some of the other so-called "mainstream" FKKs. Imagine a bordello-like club, where things are structured and priced a bit differently than, say, KD or Liberty. Imagine a place like F39 in Bochum, where the girl line-up is spread before you on individual couches, and you just walk through the giant hall and stop at the couch of your choice to chat a bit, then move on. Or a place like Oase in Hessen, where the girl line-up, sometimes numbering beyond 50 girls, will come up to you on your bar stool or couch and flirt with you, giving you the odd HJ, etc. Or Bernd's where you can watch the girl line-up BBBJing or more other clients before you decide on whom to choose for your own romp, etc.

This is by no means an attempt to deminish the joys and charms of the bordello scene in Berlin. Just trying to encourage you and others who have only tried one club to branch out a bit (if possible) and try to explore the wide parameters of the FKK universe within Germany. Then you might have a slightly different perspective on FKKs in gereral, and Artemis in particular.

Plus, lastly, the more clubs and club visits you put under your belt, the more experience you get in playing this game. So the dividends of more positive sessions will increase. You will learn to read the body language of certain sharky types right off the bat.

Thanks for a great report and keep your insights coming....

Ortos[/QUOTE]

Ortos-many thanks for the high praise in comparing me to one of my literrary heros. I am not so sure it is deserved but thanks anyway.

And certainly I think that you are right about not taking Artemis as wholly representative of the FKK scene. Artemis is in Berlin and Berlin is where I live so it is, until such time that another opens or I decide to take a road trip, the FKK I have.

But as you mention these other places I can certainly I imagine that they would be fun places to visit and I would be willing should such opportunity arise.

But when I look at the FKK experience I do see that it requires a fairly large investment in both time and (for me) money. So I am not so sure that it will, as I say, replace the bordello experience. I guess that we are all in this game for different reasons. While "the hunt" does appeal to me, I am often just wanting to get my pole waxed without the bother or having to get into it as it seems is required at Artemis.

In short, and I certainly hope that no perspective "real" GF ever reads this, sometimes an FKK seems like just too much commitment;-)

Perhaps this will change. After all, before this year I never, never went to see the same girl twice and quite enjoyed the sex kino experience.

Late night, horny, pay the lady, get my cock sucked, leave.

Now I find myself wanting to often repeat with a girl and am enjoying the familiarity this brings. And I have not hit a late night sex kino since last winter. So yes things can change.

[QUOTE=Angus Magee]

I also see a couple of thing I would do differently next time. Number one would be to really make the effort to find a time when I could hook up with another ISG member to make the visit. It is my observation that a single guy, without buddies I mean, is at a distinct disadvantage at a club like Artemis.

I also think that next time I might try to arrive earlier in the afternoon, use the sauna, perhaps have one session and then go away for a while, returning at around 20:00 when things seem to really get into a swing.

AM[/QUOTE]I have now visited Artemis twice on business trips to Berlin and agree that the first visit as a newbie is a lot about gaining these insights. I too have also had good and bad experiences (well not that bad but clinical) in a single visit never having 3 good experiences in one visit.

I will be in Berlin again on Wednesday/Thursday 3rd/4th December and would be glad to join you.

[QUOTE=A Fox]I have now visited Artemis twice on business trips to Berlin and agree that the first visit as a newbie is a lot about gaining these insights. I too have also had good and bad experiences (well not that bad but clinical) in a single visit never having 3 good experiences in one visit.

I will be in Berlin again on Wednesday/Thursday 3rd/4th December and would be glad to join you.[/QUOTE]

Great-week days are not so good for me but please get in touch closer to your arrival and I will see what is going on then. I do understand that December brings a lot of new girls to the club.

AM

Hello all,

I was in Artemis on Fri 31st Oct whilst visiting Berlin. This was my 8th time in Artemis spread over the last 2 years or so. Is it just me but on this visit I noticed two things which disappointed me compared to my previous visits (which have been great). One was that the overall quality of women has decreased and the other more importantly to me is that the women are more aggressive than before. What I liked previously about Artemis was that you approached the women, if they did approach you it was subtle and they weren't pissed off if you said you needed more time to relax. You would then pick your girls carefully and normally ended up with good experiences. However on this trip there were a lot of sharks that kept coming up and trying to immediately get you to go to a room. Maybe things are more desperate with the credit crunch biting! Maybe this is just me but I would be interested to hear the opinions of others?

[QUOTE=Mac75]Hello all,

I was in Artemis on Fri 31st Oct whilst visiting Berlin. This was my 8th time in Artemis spread over the last 2 years or so. Is it just me but on this visit I noticed two things which disappointed me compared to my previous visits (which have been great). One was that the overall quality of women has decreased and the other more importantly to me is that the women are more aggressive than before. What I liked previously about Artemis was that you approached the women, if they did approach you it was subtle and they weren't pissed off if you said you needed more time to relax. You would then pick your girls carefully and normally ended up with good experiences. However on this trip there were a lot of sharks that kept coming up and trying to immediately get you to go to a room. Maybe things are more desperate with the credit crunch biting! Maybe this is just me but I would be interested to hear the opinions of others?[/QUOTE]Mac75,

I agree with you that the girls are more aggressive than in the past but I would argue that the quality has improved in the 2+ years I have been going to Artemis. There has been a lot of turnover in the past 6 months and I personally believe the girls are generally more attractive and a bit younger than in the past.

I was at Artemis the same evening and had a great time. I have noticed that there tends to be more girls working in the club than in the past so they may be feeling competition to get customers. Also, the girls have been complaining the past month of a big slow down. They say the number of customers have dropped and are spending less money. General consensus seems to blame the economic downturn hitting all over Europe since September. So an increase in number of girls and drop in customers is probably adding more pressure on the girls to compete and troll for customers.

Still, with a bit of screening, anyone should be able to have a good time with multiple, very attractive girls

But