Will be there early, for a long day.. would like to chat up with some fellow mongers during the breaks.
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Will be there early, for a long day.. would like to chat up with some fellow mongers during the breaks.
[QUOTE=John Moore]First of all, thanks for the report. I also had this problem on my last visit to oase and mentioned to the girl that I've had to start bringing my own condoms and she replied that she didn't think any girl would let you do that. I quote "Guys could punch hole in them on purpose". Weird indeed. Why would a person do that?[/QUOTE]
I always bring my own condoms. I have only ever had one girl say that she does not want to use them, and this was in a bordello. She said that it was a house rule that they use the condoms provided.
I give the condom to the girl so that she can inspect the package if she wants and tell her we use them only if she is okay with it. Works for me. At an FKK, if a girl is so paranoid that she thinks I am going to put a pin hole in my condoms (for what purpose???) I probably do not want a session with her.
visited oase today, my first visit to an fkk. thanks to this amazing thread, i was very sure of how to get there, how to behave inside, etc etc, so thank you guys for contributing!
received rapid instructions that are given to newbies (of course, i knew them already!), and then given two towels and the locker key. went back later to get a robe, as i was more comfortable in that..
the changing room was also a first time experience for me, having never been nude in front of other people in a public setting.. anyways, decided on the spot who gives a fuck anyway, and coolly adopted the non-dress code ;-)
being the first time, i was immediately (and continuously) approached by several women, but was very choosy in who i wanted to start my fkk party with.. women who approached me and i turned down included:
1. diana (bulgaria): looks wise 6/10, not pretty compared to the rest of the crowd, plus had bad breath. approached me twice, once at the bar and once at the kino, but politely refused
2. heidi (?): average face, slightly heavy for my taste
3. luisa (spain): this shark was the first one to approach me, as soon as i sat in the kino.. but thanks to isg, as soon as i heard her say 'luisa' and confirmed her oriental looks and chinese-character tattoos on her legs, i very politely asked her to back off. got pushy and rude then, saying why, etc.. but i did see her getting hold of some other poor victims later. she's got her fans, i guess, but definitely worth avoiding for her rude behavior, plus fellow mongers' experience with her in the past
4. angel (poland): this one was very smart... started singing hindi songs for me, did turn out she's a fan of indian movies etc. but she wasn't very pretty, imo, so i again said, 'maybe later'. by the way, guys, before you start forming an opinion that i was getting any kicks out of 'turning down' the women, i must say i was just indirectly doing so, by saying 'maybe later'. in real life, maybe i'd love to fuck these women, but inside oase, given the other great looking sps around, the ones i am listing here just lagged behind, either in looks, or in reputation (from my readings at isg)
5. who else.. lets see, i don't remember all the names now.. maybe there was anna (bulgaria), lia (italy, i think.. she was friendly, but not very attractive, with marks on her rather chinese-looking face), etc
now for my lays:
1. unfortunately, despite all the screening, i fell pray to a semi-shark, stella (italy). she is quite beautiful, no doubt.. and had approached me very early after my entrance and i had said later. then she caught up with me in the kino, and well, she was one of the most beautiful around at ~3pm, so i didn't have the heart to say no.. within seconds, little johnny was in her mouth, and off we went to the room.. she is friendly, no doubt, but very hurried in the room.. did a 2 min suck and then no more, decided she had enough and finished me quickly in a reverse cowgirl. well, i was actually desperate to get my innings started, and stella was there at the right place and at the right time. anyway, i guess if you are one of those who take their time and can assert yourself, she might be a good lay. looks wise 8/10, body 9/10, quite a stunner actually, but a semi-shark. is a real busy-body, i saw her take at least 3-4 other men after me, in quick succession ;-) and i was there only for 4-5 hours, till 6pm.
2. my second one was much better. this was alicia (or alisa) from macedonia.. she had initially come up and chatter with me for 10-15 mins, and turned out to be a real sweet girl, and a good conversationalist, despite her limited english. fell for her style, although she is not the thinnest women around, slight baby fat here and there, but certainly beautiful, in a spanish kind of way (i first thought she is spanish). told me she has started in oase only this week, and was working in some other fkk in dusseldorf earlier. anyways, about a couple of hours after our first chat, which i spent enjoying in the whirlpool (this was one of the most amazing and relaxing things during my day today, the whirlpool rocks!), i went back and asked her to join me in the kino.. started with dfk, she is "fabulous" gfe, titty-sucking, then bbbj.. we moved to the room, and she was as gfe as ever... gave a nice bbbj, which i had to stop coz i almost came, then an amazing 10-15 mins of rapid sex, first in missionary and then finished in cowgirl.. must say, by the amount of noise she was making, she must have either enjoyed it a lot, or faked it completely!! ;-) tried doing daty for the first time ever, and man, i'm not going to try it again.. the pussy smelt and tasted like vinegar, or sth like that.. and i almost vomited while trying this stunt.. uggh, daty's definitely not my cup of tea. i hope i do not catch any disease from the two bbbjs and one daty (i am scared, frankly). no credit away from the girl, its just my personal experience with the position and i didn't like it, so that's all. anyway, so in looks, alicia is 7.5/10 and body is 7.5/10.. but gfe wise, she is 9/10, and amazing in bed (9/10). would definitely repeat.
by the time i finished with her, it was 5.45pm and i decided to go, as i had developed a headache by then..
so overall, i am glad i visited the world famous oase, it certainly is a place of its kind. the women are well, superb, and the ambience is amazing. the only negative i could think of was that the hall, just before entering the kino, is very dark, and most girls are sitting on those red sofas, or the bar tables just behind a pillar, which makes it very difficult to see their faces, and identify who is stellar looking and who's not. the risk is, if you go too close and peer, they catch hold of you and you have to go through the entire cycle of 'maybe later' :-| in summary, it is slightly challenging to "scope" the girls at oase, and therefore my scoping was limited mostly to girls who approached me.. i didn't even speak to the girls in the hall who sat on the sofas and smoked, coz i never saw their faces well enough to interest / disinterest me.
all in all, a great experience! by the way, i couldn't figure out who among the men were isgers..a couple of guys here and there sat together, but it was difficult to say.
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Spent a Monday night at the Oasis 3 weeks ago. In normal times, the Oase sign which suddenly looms up in the midst of pastoral farmland seems a mirage for the horny thirsty monger, but when the scenery appears as a moonscape all blanketed in white after a heavy snowfall it just seems even more surreal. After a long day of work commitments, I arrived to an almost empty parking lot a little before 9 p.m.. There were perhaps 10 cars parked in the lot, yet, in sub-zero temperatures, there was some poor guy with a shovel working his way to clear more spaces. Now that’s a real “snowjob”.
Wishful thinking? All told, from 9 p.m. until closing there weren't more than 30 customers in total...and about 30 SP. A buyer’s market but the lowered numbers meant that many tried and true performers were warming themselves somewhere else. Knowing the weather conditions, and it being a Monday night in a post-Messe week, I didn’t expect to be blown away by the selection and I knew that Gabriella was up north providing pleasure to my buddy Angus. Did see Verona, Michelle, Zena, Adrianna, Verona, Karina, Sunny, Linda, and Susanna. Most of the others were nameless and faceless Romanians, whom, to me, seem interchangeable, delectable and promising yes, but providing varying results. Snow Jobs…
In these dreamlike conditions it made sense to stick to the tried and true. Showered (BTW, the downstairs showers seem to get hotter quicker, stay hotter longer, and those new showerheads actually deliver a decent stream) went for a drink and met [b]Michelle[/b] at the bar. We had a smoke and caught up for awhile while both of us felt up her ample assets. She’s still incredibly horny, and as PSE as they come and she pulled out another new trick moving seamlessly from one of her fabulous BJ’s to using her neck and chin, to sliding iseeu jr. between her bouncing boobs of which she is justifiably proud, and upon which I eventually spurted my own white covering. That’s what I call a snow job…
The 2nd tried and true provider was [b]Zena[/b], who can still be counted on to give her favored customers Bernd’s quality sessions. It’s always a pleasure to see her again and we sat for a long while catching up with each other. The last time I had seen her, I introduced her to Angus, whom she fondly remembered. I told her that I know that for AM the feeling is mutual. We finally retired to the Coca Cola room. After mutually pleasuring each other (1X for me 2X for her) we gave each other body to body massages. She was so incredibly turned on for what would be her 3rd cum of the session that she strategically placed the still uncovered isseu jr. to rub against her nexus which got her off and and that’s how I incredibly popped for the 2nd time in just over an hour, all over her abdomen, with some dripping over her pussy. Another snow job…
That intense session drained me, so I sat in the Jacuzzi for awhile, rested ate a couple of fruits and just sat at the bar. I wanted a new experience and none of the aforementioned Romanians would do. I had previously stopped and spoken to [b] Latecia[/b] whom I had never seen before. Originally from Italy but grew up in Germany, she has a killer body, dark olive complexion, nicely done bolt-ons, beautiful brown eyes, ink on her right arm/shoulder and across her abdomen. I’m a sucker for smiling eyes and she had them. It was getting late, the pickings were slim and I was sitting and talking with Verona at the bar, waiting for my self-imposed between session “pausa” to be over when she walked by towards the kino and stopped in to say hello. I told Verona that I’d see her later and we went to sit on one of the couches. On the couch she wouldn’t open up, telling me that she saved it for the room. I was on a roll with Michelle and Zena. As a poker player, I should have known to stop there because this session had all the signs of an unmitigated disaster, and I only have myself to blame. I considered opting out at that point but her look intrigued me so we went to a zimmer, where the self-fulfilling prophecy was inevitable. Don’t touch me here, or there. Limited uninspired DFK, 30 seconds of DATY, a total lack of intimacy. She wouldn’t let me take over, so I went with her program, and bailed after 15 minutes. I wasn’t going to come anyway with her, and any more time in a room with her would just keep me from other more valuable players. At the pay locker, where I usually try to be very affectionate and playful to help my partner with her future marketing, I just gave her the cold shoulder. Stay Away. Yet another Snow job:(
Showered, went back to the bar and grabbed [b]Verona[/b] off of her perch. She’s not one of my regulars, but through no fault of her own, I just usually get caught up with my regular stable and find littIe time for others. Verona is pretty, very self- assured, very confident of her skills and very smart. We just talked and cuddled for awhile and I told her about my previous session. She understood very clearly her role, took control and it was very good. No snow job this time.
I went to shower upstairs and while there heard some loud English coming from the main bar area. The evening was winding down, it was almost 3 a.m., and 2 young guys from over the pond had just stumbled in on what would be their very first FKK experience. The entire room of SP made eyes at the fresh meat, an unusual sight at that hour. Within 2 minutes they had each paired off, one with Sunny, the other with Lucia. Within 10 minutes both were back at the bar, looking for the next prey.
I had seen [b]Adrianna[/b] beforehand and told her to look for me when she was free. We were sitting on the couch facing the door next to the bar, and struck up a conversation with one of them who had found a group of 5 Romanians sitting on the 2 couches behind the bar. He and his friend were awestruck, not believing what they had stumbled into, their bad luck and having come in with an hour to go on the clock and thinking of how they could maximize their time in the short time left. Adrianna and I just watched bemused watching the Romanians try to maximize these new cash cows. In the end, each took 2 of them, and that was the last I saw of them.
[b]Adrianna[/b] and I have had some incredible sessions over the years, the last when she was still working at World and we have an easy fun time with each other. She’s still giving sensational BBBJ’s, but I found this time that she was less than generous with offering her own treats for enjoyment. Yet, although it was still very close to my last spunk with Verona, she positioned herself so that iseeu jr., was completely ensconsed by her ample mammaries and out poured what little fluid I could still produce. Yet another snow job.
All in all a pretty good night despite the relatively meager pickings and the fall with Latecia. I’ve always said that I don’t need 50-60 great SP to make a good FKK visit. 5 or 6 is usually enough. In this case, 3 FKK legends + Verona who is building her own legend.
Still confused by the definition of “snow job”? Check out the attached pic.
[QUOTE=Angus Magee]I always bring my own condoms. I have only ever had one girl say that she does not want to use them, and this was in a bordello. She said that it was a house rule that they use the condoms provided.
I give the condom to the girl so that she can inspect the package if she wants and tell her we use them only if she is okay with it. Works for me. At an FKK, if a girl is so paranoid that she thinks I am going to put a pin hole in my condoms (for what purpose???) I probably do not want a session with her.[/QUOTE]Yes I was just as confused by the whole breaking the condom thing as you and I still can't figure out a reason to do such a thing. I will bring my own next time I go to Oase (friday 19th february) and see how it goes.
Food and wrapup
At this point, it was about 17:30 and I decided to take a quick shower and relax before leaving at 17:45 to catch the 18:08 from Freidricksdorf. But that was also when the food arrived and I was quite famished. So I got into the queue and was served pretty quickly, a meal that I found quite tasty and satisfying – some kind of pork stew (not too salty), peas and carrots (not overcooked), and some potatoes and gravy. Fish was on the menu, too, but I said nicht fish.
Quickly dressing, I found a cab waiting outside after I had asked for a re-entry voucher in case I missed my 20:05 flight out of Frankfurt. The taxi got me to Freidricksdorf by the 18:08 train, leaving Oase by 17:55, but having switched trains at Bad Homburg, picking up my luggage at the Frankfurt train station, I arrived at the airport at 19:20, too late (according to Lufthansa) to board. Fortunately, there was a 21:15 plane and I was promptly reticketed. By the way, my outbound flight was SAS which to the uninformed does not exist – it is really a Lufthansa flight and plane. Who knew? The confusion cost me about 15 minutes to discover the ruse.
All in all, I had a pretty good time at Oase and look forward to my return visit this week – if nothing more than to meet (and fuck) Verona who I met the vision of beauty (a definite 10, in my book) on my return – certainly for an extended time, unless I find that there is no chemistry.
To some extent, I felt a little processed by the sessions with three of the girls. Not processed in the sense that it was get it over with as quickly as possible, but the session felt a little like a programmed mode, even with Michelle to some extent.
As a FKK virgin (no more), I really wasn’t “WOWed” by Oase. It wasn’t as big as I had anticipated (although the outside area was snow covered and useless), and the girls were pretty and naked, but just not all Playboy level material (I have fucked a Penthouse centerfold before, who extended out a 2 hour appointment to 4.5 fun hours at no additional cost). But I had anticipated this, so it wasn’t a big disappointment. On the other hand, my visit was a slow Monday during the day, and I expect the nightly and weekend lineup to be even better than during my visit. Don’t always judge a place by how things go just when you are there – the late afternoons and night are always better. My next visit will be on a Saturday afternoon, evening, and end during the wee hours.
So this report has been rather verbose and I hope my next reports will not be so long. I hope you have enjoyed the report nonetheless and taken something ‘home’ from it. Next places up include Babylon, Samya, and Bernds on my return through FKKland.
Michelle from Switzerland
Then I spotted her, perched on a stool at a table in the meeting area. Tall, smiling, long wavy brunette, size D natural tits (I am not a tit man, but these are nice), pretty ass, wide (but not too wide hips), light skin, thin waist, pretty face – wow a solid 8, in my book. And actually I approached her – hi, what is your name, mine is Mike . . . Well, I nearly spit my coffee out when she said she was Michelle from Switzerland, someone definitely on my TDL!
Finally sex! If you are offended by graphic descriptions or are under 18, please read no further.
Well, I had planned to do Michelle, if I met her and reward her great oral skills with a FT finish, but only after I had had sex with other girls. But I also knew that I could miss my chance if I didn’t take her now (at about 11:30). So although I knew that Michelle knew that I had her on my list, based on my reaction to her name (surprise and big smile), we played a little cat and mouse for awhile. She put her arms around me, asked if I wanted to go to a room, or maybe I wanted Luica, who was sitting near Michelle, or maybe I wanted a threesome with them? No I wanted to take my time, no I don’t like threesomes with two women (I do like threesomes with a couple though), yada, yada. Then, approaching her for about the third time, I relented and said yes, I did want a session with her (she didn’t know that she had an FKK virgin!, or maybe she did?). We had our pick of rooms and Michelle suggested the big one next to the upstairs showers, which of course I accepted.
And as soon as we entered the room, we laid our towels on the bed, Michelle and I DFK’d for a little bit, before she knelt before me and started on mambo. Now oral sex is one of Michelle’s specialties. She does deep throating, but it is rather quickly done and she does this pumping with her tongue as she withdraws and sucks deeply again. And although this would be my first load, I managed to remain calm but erect and enjoy the sensation for what felt like awhile. And when she stood up, we DFK’d some more and laid on our towels on the bed, first for a bit of DATY, followed by 69 so I could continue to enjoy Michelle’s deep throating skills. Michelle tasted very clean and seemed to enjoy my licking her, but not to the point of cumming. Then breaking open a gummi, she wrapped it over mambo, sucked a little bit and mounted CG. She had a nice way with her and mambo enjoyed feeling her pussy wrapped around him. We fucked like that awhile until Michelle dismounted, turned around and sat on mambo RCG. The sight of her sitting on my cock, sliding into her pussy, and a great fucking motion, well, that oh shit moment arrived and I came deep inside Michelle, a virgin no more!
With that, Michelle dismounted, removed the gummi and cleaned up mambo a little with a nearby paper towel, depositing them in the trash can. But then it was done – no cuddling, no chatting, and yet we had only been in the zimmer 20 minutes. I had a watch to allow me to watch the time in case a girl had tried to overcharge me. It wasn’t that Michelle’s playful attitude had changed, it was just done and she was ready to go to the security locker for her 50 euro earning. Nonetheless, I felt great, was all smiles and give her a nice kiss at the locker.
Judy from Hungary
After taking a shower and relaxing a bit more, I encountered Judy. I could tell that Heidi was a little miffed that I had not chosen her instead of Michelle, but she remained somewhat friendly. Luica was another story – what a *****. Its not that she said anything, but that icy glare was meant for me, I could tell, but it didn’t matter at all because I had a choice of about 15 other girls.
Judy (whose name I later discovered) kept walking back and forth between the bar and one of the tables that some girls (who I later learned were the Hungarian girls), caught my eye. Shoulder length brunette hair, tan skin, thin, A cup tits, about 5’4”, shaved muschi, pretty smile, and as I discovered the most pretty blue/grey eyes that I had ever seen. For me, her appearance was a solid 7. On one close pass, I looked directly at her and smiled, which invited her to me. She is Hungarian, seemed pretty nice and sexy, so we retired to the kino for a little warm up. She gave a nice, but LFK, allowed some stimulation and DATY (very clean, nice soft lower lips), and her BBBJ was nice, but not exceptional. She invited me to a room, but agreed to finish things right in the kino when I asked. Putting on a gummi, she laid back, and open her legs so I could slide mambo in her nice, tight feeling muschi. We then switched to a pile driver, and then to a side saddle, her one lovely leg up on my shoulder. While visually stimulating, I could tell IT just wasn’t there for me and we eventually slowed down to a non-cum finish before the 30 minutes was up. She was not in a rush and willing to accept most positions, but I could tell she wasn’t into it. I told her it was ok for me not to cum, and we exited to the lockers for a 50 euro payment.
After showering and relaxing a bit, I took up a position on a couch right next to the main bar, well within sight of the entrance. At one point, a tall, dark skinned girl with enhanced tits and a tattooed body (maybe an 8 in looks) came by, one that I had been eyeing up during the afternoon. She is maybe 5’7” not in heels as far as I could tell and her name was Leticia. Sitting next to me on the couch, she asked if I wanted to take a room with her, but I asked what she did and she was not willing to kiss and seemed uncomfortable with any touching. So I told her no, that I wasn’t really interested, but thank you for introducing yourself to me.
Annetta from Hungary
Shortly thereafter, a somewhat shorter, slightly heavier set blonde (shaved, about 5’5”, maybe 130 lbs., C-cup, maybe D) came walking past, and we caught each other’s eye. Coming over to my couch, she asked if she could sit next to me. At first, we started talking (the usual questions) and I found out that she was Hungarian and a friend of Judy – I suppose I had cracked the Hungarian contingent. Well before long, without asking to go to a room, we were touching and making out on the couch, with plenty of DFKes. And what I discovered, this girl named Annetta really liked to kiss. It wasn’t the shove her tongue down my throat kiss, but a nice teasing, not shy kiss with the tongue.
She wasn’t exactly my type body wise and her skin wasn’t real soft, but I found enjoyment with her and our kisses and caresses became more passionate, until she opened my towel and introduced her to mambo, with a nice soft bbbj, right there next to the bar! And furthermore, as things progressed, she started making love to my cock with her mouth, whilst allowing me to play with her muschi. She came up, kissed me, and suggested we go to a room, but I responded with a suggestion that we keep going right there. Looking around a second (for what?), she said ok and continued with her sweet bbbj, until we switched position so I could lay on the couch with her on top of me.
I suggested that we swing around so I could taste her, and we switched into 69 with her on top, whence she began sweetly sucking mambo again, who responded nicely to her new found passionate sucking. In the meantime, I started licking her muschi, not quite seeing what was going on around me, tasting/smelling her clean but slightly earthy aroma, to which she began responding nicely. And she started getting wet, grinding on my face and tongue, which I eventually added a finger, then two to the mix, both teasing her pussy and ass, while I started bucking my hips to fuck her mouth from below. We must have been quite a sight from the bar, with her grinding her pussy on my tongue and seeming cuming to a nice orgasm, which then inspired one of my own, deep into her mouth, after which she kept sucking for a bit and really didn’t reach for a towel or anything to discharge what may have been in her mouth – pretty much a CIMWS finish, right in front of anyone (including her Hungarian counterparts) who cared to look, before turning around to give me a sweet, inspired DFK and an extended caressing cool down.
Well, by this time and as things developed, I really had no idea when the ‘session’ started and when it really ended, but I know for certain that we had been well over the 30 minutes with a CIM finish. But since she didn’t say anything, I offered her 100 euro for the effort and asked if that were ok, to which she replied that it should be 150. I added the requested amount without any remorse or regret, because Annetta definitely earned the reward.
Sandy from Germany
So being about 16:00, I took yet another shower and retired to the whirlpool for a bit of a rest, deciding whether I wanted one more girl or not (ain’t life grand), having spent 250 of my 300 budget. And then I ran into Sandy again, who I had briefly talked to earlier (5’6”, blonde, German, shaved, A-cup tits, maybe B, see a pattern here?). We agreed to go to a room, because she seemed pretty and nice. In the room however, there wasn’t much passion, with some LFK and a quick BBBJ before rolling on the gummi, followed by mish, a pile driver, and a side saddle finish (just like Judy, come to think of it). But again, mambo just didn’t feel desired in his new home and just woundn’t do his part. Realizing this, I cut the session a little short after about 15-20 minutes, giving Sandy her 50 euro note. If someone had been watching me, they would have seen the difference in how Sandy and I parted, from the way that I parted from the other girls at the locker.
In a way, we all owe a debt of gratitude to those that blazed trails before us and generously gave advice that save us time, money, and made the journey more pleasurable. Although it is often difficult to repay that gratitude, we can do what we can to contribute an informative report that builds on the previous foundation.
While I probably have nothing meaningful to add to what is written here by frequent FKK visitors and veteran mongers, I can share with you a unique perspective I had last Monday as an FKK virgin at Oase. Perhaps it will help those like me who have never been to an FKK or SaunaClub before.
I am however not an inexperienced monger, having the pleasure of many experiences, most good, some great, and some not so good. All of my experiences have been in North America, which is far different than the circumstances at an FKK or SaunaClub. But I know how to treat a lady under such circumstances to maximize my/our pleasure and I know what it is like to be ‘processed’. By far, the most pleasurable encounters have been ones that there was chemistry, and in a couple of instances I have been asked back or asked to stay the night at no additional expense to me. Now I am semi-retired, but a recent event gave me the opportunity to visit FKKland and have a new type of experience.
I know that I may not write as eloquently as some other correspondents, I hope you will persevere with my writing as my purpose is not to feed my ego and entertain you. I am also sharing my personal view and opinion. Take it for what it’s worth and realize that your opinion may differ from mine. Its not worth a rebuttal, because your background and expectations differ from mine.
Finally, as an FKK virgin, I may not have selected my sessions as optimally as I could have, so I wouldn’t mind the veterans grading my performance (out of the zimmer, please) for the session choices that I made.
Getting there is half the fun
As a result of prior planning, I had a day layover in Frankfurt, after flying the red eye over the continental pond. As much as I tried with physical help of various sorts, I didn’t get much sleep and arrived at Frankfurt airport at 6 am. Having read the prior information here, I knew that I needed to take the regional S-5 train to the Frankfort train station and transfer to the S-8 to Freidricksdorf. I also believe that lockers at the train station were available for my luggage and that there were banks across the street where I might exchange some currency.
Particularly at that time of the morning, clearing German customs was not difficult. At first, I thought I was going the wrong way because you go through customs BEFORE retrieving your checked luggage and the checked luggage never really goes through a customs check. As reported earlier, there are two lines, one for non-EU citizens and one for EU-citizens. It is not difficult to tell the difference.
From the luggage carousel, just follow everyone else out and you will see signs for the regional and ICE trains. Before you enter, there are a number of ticket machines that you can purchase various sorts of tickets. Described in more detail elsewhere with pictures, you basically choose your favorite language on the machine, choose a destination code (there is a table of contents on the machine, I think Friedricksdorf is 521), choose how many passengers, then choose a day ticket (“Tagesticket”, not difficult if you have studied some rudimentary German before travelling. About two weeks before travelling, I purchased a language CD to play while driving and flying). The thing I found not very obvious in Frankfurt (and in Europe in general) is that it is not obvious which track/station you should be on when going inbound or outbound. For the Frankfurt train station, you should be on Station 1, as I was informed by a helpful German man I asked.
With all that, but 7 am, I was arriving at Frankfurt train station on track 21 (you may arrive at a different track). There are all sorts of eateries at the train station, both in the main terminal and in the mall below it. Don’t pass up the opportunity, because the food there is truly pretty good. I also walked out the front of the train station to cross the street and found that there were in fact no banks nearby – and furthermore, my handy Novi 270 GPS ($60 on eBay) did not tune in the satellites at all for quite some time, either due to location, surrounding buildings, or maybe jetlag. But there are some “Reisebank” locations in the train station that will exchange currency and currency exchange machines that will accept debit and credit cards with a 4-digit pin.
I didn’t want to drag my luggage and computer with me to Oase, so I looked for locker rentals in the Frankfurt train station. Their location was not obvious, so I asked at the Deutsch Bahn information desk. The clerk spoke English (which almost everyone in the service industry within Europe does so) and directed me to ones located just next to track 24 near the north side of the station (to the right facing the trains). A large locker for suitcases cost 4 euro for the day, single use. This is where I took the opportunity to pull out my monger ditty bag (toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash, watch, book, etc.).
The S5 train to Bad Homburg/Freidricksdorf leaves from station/track 103/104, both located in the lower level. There is a set of escalators not very far from the track 24. Earlier mention that some trains stop in Bad Homburg is correct – you want the train to say Freidricksdorf on the LED marquee. If you make a mistake, you can either take a cab to Oase from Bad Homburg for slightly more money, or switch to a different platform at the small station and continue on another train that continues on.
There seems to always be a cab waiting for passengers when the train arrives at Freidricksdorf (about every half hour from Frankfort), and without any difficulty, I simple offered the cabbie 10 euros to take me to Oase, no problem. The ride is kind of fun, going through town and a few narrow windy roads for about 10 minutes arriving at the door at Oase. Even getting breakfast, searching for lockers and banks, and whittling a little time off at the strip shopping area in Friedricksdorf, I still arrived at Oase a few minutes after the 10 am opening. Give the guy the 10 euros and you will be buzzed into the door, where a thaukfrau (sp?) with greet you in German, but quickly switches to English when she realizes your obvious fumbling with the language. I told her that I had not been to Oase, but I had been (at least familiar) with another FKK club. And since I was prepared with 65 euros and seemed to know the drill, she simply gave me the rundown on prices and told me where the locker room was located. There was no girl to give me a tour, even though there were several naked girls parading back and forth to my immediate left inside the club.
As reported elsewhere, she gives you a key for your wrist and tells you the locker number. The security locker is small, but adequate for a wallet and some other small items, located to your right across from the bar as you enter the door. Then instead of going DOWN the stairs, you have to go UP a few stairs before you go DOWN to the lower level where the lockers are located.
Unlike some other reports, I found the lockers to be surprisingly adequate to hang my coat, pants, and shirt, with a shelf for shoes and other items. The even lockers have a top shelf and the odd lockers have a shelf on the floor. If you are short, get an odd locker and if you don’t want to bend over for things, get an even locker. The Thaukfrau also gave me two towels of the same size – one for taking a shower, one to wrap around my waist in the club.
So, stripping off my clothes, arranging my locker, and taking a shower, I was ready to find out what Oase and an FKK was like. In the showers, I new that they delivered cold water at first, but with a few presses of the valve (they are timed to go off after 30 seconds or so), I had plenty of adequately hot water to shave, brush my teeth, and wash down with soap. The lockers and showers were very clean – no odor at all. Maybe Oase cleaned up their act, or no one had yet arrived to do something unmentionable in the shower.
All prepared
Ready to go, I enter by the bar, intent on taking it slow, getting some coffee and a snack, and of course meeting the assembled girls. This is the first that I actually got a look around, at the 12-15 assembled girls and one bear, besides myself. I think there is another bear in the house, but he was probably already in the zimmer. As I had prepared myself for potential disappointment, the girls looked nice ranging about 6-7, mostly what I felt was a girl next door look. Well, this was a Monday and early in the day, so I didn’t expect a superb lineup, until possibly later. And I had plans to take it easy, maybe not take a session until 12 or so, and I had a budget of 300 Euro for the day, in addition to the 65 euro entry fee and 20 euro round trip cab fare.
Grabbing some breakfast/snack was a bit of a challenge, because the girl at the bar spoke little English, I speak very little German, and the items were not on the counter, but served to you from behind the bar. Nonetheless, she was helpful and I knew what brunchen, marmalade, butter, and kafe were. With some eggs and fresh fruit, this was the entire offering of food at Oase until dinner arrived about 5:30, leaving me a little wanting in that department.
So taking my plate to the tables near the whirlpool, I sat and smiled friendly at the girls that came by, without leering. The first to come by was Domenica, a 5’4”, 110 lb., 24 year old, (probably bottle) blonde, with a shaved muschi. (I am not great with judging heights, weights, ages, and breast sizes, so look her up on other postings). She seemed nice, spoke decent English, stood close to me, and was friendly. We exchanged names, had I been there before (I said no, but I lied and said I had been to another FKK so I didn’t seem to be shark bait). My story was that I was there on business, just stopping by on the way to a work assignment that might become a long term thing, and that I had plans to be back at Oase next week (all true).
Domenica was interested in going to a zimmer right off, and seemed to push that a little without what I thought would be a customary warm up. When faced with my reply that I wasn’t ready, she seemed to push that maybe I didn’t like her, why not now? And this seemed to be the approach taken by most of the girls, despite the high f:m ratio throughout most of the day. I found this a little off-putting and I was not terribly receptive to it. One by one, they came by with a brief smile and introduction, punctuated by ‘do ya wanna?’, including Luica (who I knew about as a processor), Heidi (who looked pretty and caught my eye, but up close wasn’t my type, too much like a little girl, but some here like spinners), and Ingrid (?), as well as a couple of others, before it seemed that the word was getting around that I wasn’t interested in anyone. I tried to be pleasant with all the girls, regardless of attractiveness.
After my snack, I walked around a little, visiting the sauna for about 20 minutes, before taking another shower and visiting the rest of the club. Oh, by the way, the club initially gave me two towels, one of which I used around my waist and the other to dry off. So each time I took a shower, I took a new towel, used the one around my waist to dry off and deposit it in the cedar barrel conveniently located and used the new towel around my waist. I also found the downstairs showers to be functional and warm. But I knew that the initial blast would be cold and just pushed the valve until I started getting hot water. Pretty simple, if you ask me.
So then, ready to possibly proceed with someone interesting, I walked through the meeting/couch area and looked into the kino. The whole place seemed nice, clean, but not as big as I had expected given the advertisements and reports. I took a peak at the rooms and everything seemed clean and well set up. But also the thing to remember is that this is early in the day and hardly anyone had yet arrived.
@Mambomike,
Great reports! Very well written and with a lot of relevant details. Good to see you met 2 long time known Oase veterans with a good reputation, Michelle and Judith.
Actually I think Monday is most certainly not the most preferred day to visit the Oase ... . My first Oase visit actually was on a Tuesday, then I also thought "this is it?". But one month later I came back on a Saturday. The birds where whispering the Sky was bright and I saw to many attractive girls :)!
But remember, even on the many Saturdays I was in Oase before 18 hr it was more relaxing time.
The only day of the week I did not visit Oase was ... Monday :)!
Kind Regards,
Big30
[QUOTE=Mambomike]. On the other hand, my visit was a slow Monday during the day, and I expect the nightly and weekend lineup to be even better than during my visit. Don’t always judge a place by how things go just when you are there – the late afternoons and night are always better. My next visit will be on a Saturday afternoon, evening, and end during the wee hours.[/QUOTE]Entertaining report Mambomike - ideal for my pre Monday morning commute. You will see a big improvment, in terms of eye candy, when you return on a Saturday.
[QUOTE=Mambomike]Finally, as an FKK virgin, I may not have selected my sessions as optimally as I could have, so I wouldn’t mind the veterans grading my performance (out of the zimmer, please) for the session choices that I made.[/QUOTE]
Hi Mike,
Thanks for the detailed report. It was a pleasure to read and I have posted in the RoD thread for posterity & easy reference.
As for the choices, sounds like you scored pretty high as it was Monday afternoon & a first time visit. My only comments would be, first, with regard Michelle-she is (IME) very much a full on PSE. I find with this type of girl one needs to slow things down (if possible) at the start of the session. It is the only way of getting the full half hour if that is important to you. Otherwise you just have to go with the fast pace and let the chips fall where they may. In the end (again IME) she is not a big one for post session cuddles.
And the last session (Sandy, DE) sounds like a mistake I often make, that of thinking you have one more left in you and making a hasty decision late in the day. These sessions I notice are often lack luster (not always, but often) and ones that I ultimately regret. They are the sexual equivalent of the eyes being bigger than the stomach. I am getting better at not making this mistake, but still it happens in moments of weakness.
I look forward to your coming views on Samya, Bernds et.al..
[QUOTE=Mambomike]In a way, we all owe a debt of gratitude to those that blazed trails before us and generously gave advice that save us time, money, and made the journey more pleasurable. Although it is often difficult to repay that gratitude, we can do what we can to contribute an informative report that builds on the previous foundation.
While I probably have nothing meaningful to add to what is written here by frequent FKK visitors and veteran mongers, I can share with you a unique perspective I had last Monday as an FKK virgin at Oase. Perhaps it will help those like me who have never been to an FKK or SaunaClub before.
I am however not an inexperienced monger, having the pleasure of many experiences, most good, some great, and some not so good. All of my experiences have been in North America, which is far different than the circumstances at an FKK or SaunaClub. But I know how to treat a lady under such circumstances to maximize my/our pleasure and I know what it is like to be ‘processed’. By far, the most pleasurable encounters have been ones that there was chemistry, and in a couple of instances I have been asked back or asked to stay the night at no additional expense to me. Now I am semi-retired, but a recent event gave me the opportunity to visit FKKland and have a new type of experience.
I know that I may not write as eloquently as some other correspondents, I hope you will persevere with my writing as my purpose is not to feed my ego and entertain you. I am also sharing my personal view and opinion. Take it for what it’s worth and realize that your opinion may differ from mine. Its not worth a rebuttal, because your background and expectations differ from mine.
Finally, as an FKK virgin, I may not have selected my sessions as optimally as I could have, so I wouldn’t mind the veterans grading my performance (out of the zimmer, please) for the session choices that I made.
Getting there is half the fun
As a result of prior planning, I had a day layover in Frankfurt, after flying the red eye over the continental pond. As much as I tried with physical help of various sorts, I didn’t get much sleep and arrived at Frankfurt airport at 6 am. Having read the prior information here, I knew that I needed to take the regional S-5 train to the Frankfort train station and transfer to the S-8 to Freidricksdorf. I also believe that lockers at the train station were available for my luggage and that there were banks across the street where I might exchange some currency.
Particularly at that time of the morning, clearing German customs was not difficult. At first, I thought I was going the wrong way because you go through customs BEFORE retrieving your checked luggage and the checked luggage never really goes through a customs check....[/QUOTE]Thanks for a nice report and I for one thinks it's fun to read the in depth reports about more then the girls in the club. Also thanks for the information about the luggage lockers at the hauptbahnhof, I will need them this weekend and now I know where they are placed and what they cost. Great. Both good and bad luck when it comes to your encounter with Michelle. She seemed to be in a hurry a bit. She is my favourite but as I'm the one hurrying out of the room (don't ask why) I haven't noticed her being much in a hurry. Last session I had with her we both layed on the bed relaxing a few minutes but that was a very energetic session indeed. Well, hope to meet you at the club this weekend and that you will enjoy the weekend line up even more.
[QUOTE=Angus Magee]In the end (again IME) she [Michelle] is not a big one for post session cuddles.[/QUOTE]
I suppose, depending on definition, this is not entirely true, AM. I met Michelle over one weekend two years ago. She's really not my physical type and, after we'd chatted for a few minutes while my wingman and I were dining, she walked away. Her cheerfulness was quite enticing. A few minutes later, she smiled again as we were walking past the bar. What happened next is a blur; the next thing I actually remember is Michelle and I making out at the bar. I found, after finishing with the business of pleasure, that she remained quite a bit friendlier than some of the girls can be after sessioning, even hanging out with us briefly as the evening wore on.
We were back two days later on Sunday. As is the case usually, I had no intention of running off to a Zimmer until I'd enjoyed the ambiance for an hour or so, but not fifteen minutes after we arrived, Michelle popped out from behind the bar, saw me, broke into a wide smile, threw her arms around me and... This was a slow Sunday and we did spend some time together throughout the afternoon.
Around toward early evening, I was totally ausgefickt and sitting on a couch in the big room when Michelle came over, flashed a pouty face, complaining about how slow things were. She sat down and I started giving her a back rub. Eventually she lay down and received a fully body massage, me leaving out the good parts. Remember, I was done for the evening. At some point she turned over and the massage continued on the front. Before long, Michelle started playing with herself and before much longer after that, watching her became just too much for me to take.
[QUOTE=Regnad]I suppose, depending on definition, this is not entirely true, AM. I met Michelle over one weekend two years ago. She's really not my physical type and, after we'd chatted for a few minutes while my wingman and I were dining, she walked away. Her cheerfulness was quite enticing. A few minutes later, she smiled again as we were walking past the bar. What happened next is a blur; the next thing I actually remember is Michelle and I making out at the bar. I found, after finishing with the business of pleasure, that she remained quite a bit friendlier than some of the girls can be after sessioning, even hanging out with us briefly as the evening wore on.
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I stand corrected. I do have to say that I am (perhaps unfairly) basing my assessment on a single session I had with Michelle in October. And in this session, following too closely on the well defined heels of Zina, I suffered hydraulic collapse. Michelle was too much woman for me in that moment. But she handled the whole affair with grace beyond what I could ever hope for.
And I also have to agree that Michelle does stay in touch post session (throughout the rest of the evening in fact) to a much greater degree than almost any girl I can think of except my regular squeeze at Artemis, Nicoletta.
So I in no way meant my comment about her & post session cuddling to reflect badly upon my opinion of Michelle. I think she is one of the best and perhaps in a later session (one hour this time) I would happily be proved completely wrong. This would not surprise me, being proved wrong, as it happens. From time to time.
[QUOTE=Angus Magee]I think she is one of the best...[/QUOTE]
She certainly is. I didn't find her to be PSE at all, AM. The best of these working girls is able to read her companion's style and go with that flow. Michelle did that with me during our three sessions that weekend.
This brings to mind a girl name Carole who worked at Finca a couple of years back. And absolutely stunning homecoming queen type, who I met as she was eating dinner. I asked her to take her time and find me when done. She did, but asked if she could smoke before we went off. I acceded as this would give us a bit of time to get to know each other and play a bit before having a go at each other. A bit later, off in the room, I found Carole a warm lover, gentle and playful, just as I like.
When our time together was done, we went back on the floor, Carole to her friends, me to my wingman. He now decided that he wanted Carole, much to my surprise as his style is quite different from mine. Thirty minutes later, he emerged from the room, his eyes fairly popping out of his head. Carole had given him a PSE rocking that I'm sure he remembers to this day.