Comments on Jmioffe's trip report
Dear Jmioffe
[QUOTE=Jmioffe] However, I found the talent kind of lacking. It winds up that I didn't session with anyone. The girls were largely 6 and 7s -- if you didn't try to look beyond the makeup. Worse, if you did. Lots of Eastern Europeans -- Bulgarians, Romanians. Mostly late-twenties. I'd say early to mid-20s were rare, and despite being in Germany, the Western European look was rare. [/QUOTE]
Yes, there can be a lot of average looking women in the clubs - this is not a model talent agency. But just think that generally in real like most of these women would not give us a first glance in the street but here in this environment we get to choose which one we want although I appreciate that you did not get your way with Sunny (Germany) since for some reason she refused. Maybe she was having a rest or was waiting for another customer.
Yes, many many Eastern Europeans especially from Bulgaria and Romania. The main Western Europeans I find in the German FKKs are actually Germans. It is rare to find Italiani, Spanish, French, British, Swiss, Austrian, Scandinavian or Irish girls in the clubs. I guess from those countries have better options at home than working in a German FKK.
I do find that Oase always has a decent contingent of German girls, more proportionately than say World and on par with Palace and Artemis.
If the Bulgarian and Romanian contingents were excluded in a count then there will be one huge void in numbers created. It is there EEs that make up the numbers and also the attraction of many women to lure the customers. The rhetorical question is if you knew that there were only a 20-30 women working - would you be as happy to travel long distances to visit compared to the knowledge that there will always be between 60-80 girls working each day, albeit a lot of them are the EEs?
[QUOTE=Jmioffe] Oh, and one more note: One of the front desk ladies at Oase totally ripped me off! She was hot in an aging provider sort of way, and I guess I got distracted when she was telling me all the prices and options. I gave her 70E, and was totally overwhelmed by the place, so I just followed the other hostess to get the process started, and ignored her stalling to give me change. After I'd gotten (un)dressed and went back to ask her, she denied it. I shrugged it off. It was just 5E, and I was here for sin, so I couldn't expect angelic behavior. I also visited Palace, and liked that a little better, but not much. [/QUOTE]
Man, I do this all the time. I nearly always hand over €70 to pay my entrance fee since I am always short of €5 as I am getting cash from ATMs which do not usually issue €5 notes. Only the ATMs in rural NRW seem to issue €5 notes from my experience.
So in the process of getting the "I have paid tag" put on my wrist, collecting the key wrist band, taking 2 towels, eyeing up the naked girls walking by through the open reception door to the bar area and also answering questions from the thekefrau I forget to collect my €5 change from the €70 that I handed over originally. I have probably lost several sessions in the club if I add up the number of €5 change I have forgotten to collect on entrance.
I have to be less eager to get into the club.
why "no" is a good thing ...
[QUOTE=Myx Tical]It should not be a major downer. Girls can be busy or have their favourite customer waiting, or feeling sick, or just had their Uterus badly bruised by a sadist, oir ready to go home, or just was looking for a guy easier to process and extra easy Euros.
I have experienced a girl refusing to talk to me and even give her name when place was very busy. Obviously I didn't session. Another asked me what I liked to do. It was probably her period as she didn't want to do any of those things and looked for someone easier.
But in very quiet times, its much less likely to be knocked back.
Its good for girls that they can choose who they fuck. Just like I wouldn't fuck some girls (even if Ekliges Lauern was paying for it: D), similarly girls may not want to fuck some guys, especially unclean ones. Some customers really pong. I have nearly puked on occasions, passing a stinker on the stairs.
Imagine being stuck in a badly ventilated room with one.[/QUOTE]
I second all of this! Excellent observations. In particular the observation that the girls having the ability to say no distinguishes this from forced prostitution (which I could never partake in ...)
Day 2: Gabriela’s Radar and Something New
i walked in during the afternoon and gabriela wasn’t there to greet me at the door! we did run into each other at the upstairs showers where she mentioned that she was with a customer and would come find me soon. does she have radar that beeps when i come in? i didn’t tell her my schedule but lately she invariably runs into me within 15 minutes of my arrival. while she’s working, i headed outside and sat down in the far corner with a drink. after an hour, gabriela didn’t make it but someone else did.
24-year-old anita from hungary with blond hair asks to join me. i motioned for her to sit down, and before long she kissed me. she did so slowly and softly, allowing me to mirror her opening and closing her mouth, inserting her tongue in my mouth, licking my lips hungrily, sucking on my bottom lip while i suck on her top lip, and reaching under my towel to feel a throbbing erection. “i think you like kissing me,” she wryly observed. that was the understatement of the week! she found a place for us to fuck outside because it was too hot inside. we lay down beside each other and continued kissing. she went down for a blowjob and then i got on top of her for some missionary sex. or so i thought. “you don’t want to lick my pussy?” she asked. as this is a favorite activity of mine, i didn’t refuse the invitation and i went down on her. taking my sweet time, i licked her outer labia and worked my way inward. when my tongue started working her clitoris, she became noticeably more animated, bucked her hips, and orgasmed multiple times. she got on top of me and returned the favor by bringing me to an orgasm.
dinnertime: we eat, and then rest by sunning ourselves naked. during dinner, she asks if i’m married and i tell her no. she recoils in shock, like i told her that her mother died. “why not?” she asks. she’s far from the only woman to ask; i seem to get a lot of this lately. i don’t know what it is about me that screams to women “he should be married!” after dinner, i gave her a foot massage.
the experience in the zimmer was undeniably fantastic. i recommend her but do caution that she mentioned only working at oase sporadically.
i left to run some errands and when i returned, i grabbed the 8pm dinner and then took a nap just outside the steam baths. a sudden cold draft woke me up so i went inside to find
evita from latvia—25, black hair, blue eyes. i sat next to her at the bar, but she didn’t immediately attempt to grab me, call for my attention, nor look at me with much more than a fleeting glance. good! no sharky, pestering behavior. this is what i wanted to happen. i looked her way and smiled to see if she would return it. she did and we both looked away, perhaps embarrassed. her face has both a smile that reveals a certain innocence, and an almost scolding gaze that betrays worldliness and sophistication. we went outside to talk and then we went inside to find an air-conditioned room. we started with kissing and while she’s not as much into open-mouthed, tongue-action wet kisses as anita, she’s good in her own right. her kisses are slow and sensual, and she tried to match my own rhythm. i’d asked earlier about going down on her, and proceeded to do just that. i moved my tongue around her outer lips, licked at the junction of inner and outer lips, moved in to kiss and suck her inner lips, and as my lapping speed got faster and faster she bucked around more and more and then she finally came. she returned the favor with a blowjob. when ready, i got on top of her for sex but soon lost the erection. she offered an ft finish which did the job. it also helped that in the mirror, she looked really hot so eagerly sucking on my dick. we had some pillow talk and that took us to an hour.
Day 1 Oase notes: Hot, Hot, Very Hot
I read the forecast before arriving in Frankfurt. My expectations were thus set for a sunny, clear day with moderately good temperatures. The former was true but the latter was not, as temperatures were more in the 30 °C range.
Upon my arrival, Gabriela didn’t see me but did sneak up from behind to hug me while I was at the front bar. After catching up we tried to find a room. Locating one with sufficient A/C that day was a bit of a chore: imagine dozens of girls competing for the ~8 or so rooms behind the upstairs showers that do have decent A/C. When we were together last time, she seemed more reserved and would only kiss me with her mouth closed and lips pursed—virtually no tongue action. I thought maybe she was upset with me. No need to broach the subject though, for this time she was much more open with her kisses—sucking my lip and giving me some DFK tongue action. I did an FT finish and told her that she was the Blow Job Queen. She giggled at her own coronation! Per my request from last time that we try intercourse, she tried various ways to get me off again, including a hand job and getting on top of me and riding me so I could rest for a while. We determined after some time that this would not be a 2-pop session.
I wandered outside since it was a clear day with barely a cloud in the sky. There were lots of pretty girls sunning themselves and quite a few guys and girls talking on cell phones. (I thought a sign out front at the reception banned their use?) Some girls also playfully shoved their friends in the pool repeatedly. I too have noticed the disturbing trend of more girls in miniskirts. It used to be that the girls would avoid being naked by wearing belts. This morphed to wraps around the waist (enough to hide stretch marks and surgical scars, but you could still see a girl’s snatch so I cared some but not much.) Now they wear miniskirts, some of which hide their pussies from plain view. Someone ought to remind them of the concept of an FKK club. If I wanted skimpy outfits rather than nudity, I’d head to a Brazilian terma.
Dinner was at 5. I searched for my other favorites, but I only sporadically saw Michelle who was always with another customer. Others either weren’t there or didn’t interest me. While outside, I saw a woman with humungous breasts off in the distance sunning herself and thought that it might be Stephanie from Colombia. This girl looked like her but had shorter brown hair. It was Kate from Greece.
Someone else got to Kate before I did, so I couldn’t approach her. She caught me while I was walking to the outside bar for a drink, and asked for one for herself as well. After I brought our drinks we talked for a while. I gave her a foot massage. She said that she noticed me staring at her breasts to which I fessed up unashamedly. “They are beautiful, why not look?” I told her. We walked upstairs to the outside hut and then laid down side-by-side for some DFK. Her kissing had an almost hypnotic rhythm and she would take my bottom lip between her teeth and tongue and suck on it. Then I did the same to her. This was followed by some gentle mutual stroking, including caressing my penis to hardness. Kate took out some oil for a hand job. She then blew me until my dick ached to be inside her. And when I did get the chance it wasn’t long before I came.
8 PM: dinner again. After eating I swatted away quite a few bugs and took this as my cue to go inside. It must have been feeding time for them as well. Once inside, girl after girl hassled me until Kate and I ran into each other again by the front bar. I hugged her and she hugged me back. I asked if she had some time for me. Since she did we went to the kino. We had a makeout session and she gave me a handjob and a blowjob. We went to try to find a room. As none were available we sat on the couch and I held her in my arms while she snuggled up next to me. I moved down to grab a mouthful of her luscious melons when I could. We finally found a room and spent some more time together before I left for the day.
Despite multiple pleasant experiences in the room, I am cautious to recommend her: She let time slip quietly to a half hour more than I had requested and for which I was on the hook. Given that I was up front about what I wanted I don’t think I’m out of line in deducting points for this behavior.
I'm not sure your history is correct
[QUOTE=Xenon U]Quite simple: Neither nor. There weren't any!
The EU was formed in 1993. FKKs as we know them today came into existence after prostitution laws had been liberalised in Germany on Jan. 1st 2002!
BTW, the Czech Republic, Poland and Hungary joined the EU in May 2004, Romania and Bulgaria on Jan 1st 2007. Since then for girls from these countries working in Germany has been facilitated considerably. Hence the influx of girls from the poorer Eastern European countries.
regards, X_U[/QUOTE]
Babylon just had it's 10th anniversary party (my first visit to Babylon was in 2001) and Bernds has been around much longer. I believe the super clubs are relatively new, but FKKs existed prior to 2002.