FKK Oase - Burgholzhausen

[Dedalus]

The same can be said about Judith.

Indeed! THAT gal definitely still has a lot of zip on her fastball.

Cheers,

Dedalus

[Akibono]

Hey Man,

Veronika is simply a heart-breaker. Use to be one of the hottest and wettest sessions in the house, and every time I see her I sprout a little woody just thinking about some of those great Kino sessions I use to have with her. Sooo many is the time that I've almost asked her to relive fond memories with me, but that's just hopeful nostalgia on my part.

Sunny is not someone who interests me anymore, but she does seem to have her fans and repeat clients. I also don't get the impression tha she is quite the Hit-and-Run player that she use to be.

Would that most Top-Acts could keep their fastball the way Viktoria/Maria (the legendary Bulgarian, not the current and seriously smokin' hot Romanian version) always did. That gal never lost a step.

Cheers,

Dedalus, old-time buffer

The same can be said about Judith.

[Dedalus]

Many old-time Oase buffs, like the wise Dedalus, will have seen girls arrive fresh at this club Oase and go through various transformations, often not complimentary as time goes on. I cite girls like Sunny (DE) or Veronika (Latvia). Both have been around a while. Veronika was at the start and middle portions of her FKK career at Oase, a top provider, but as time went on slipped in attitude, looks and general service demeanor: she morphed into a rip-off/money-first type.

Hey Man,

Veronika is simply a heart-breaker. Use to be one of the hottest and wettest sessions in the house, and every time I see her I sprout a little woody just thinking about some of those great Kino sessions I use to have with her. Sooo many is the time that I've almost asked her to relive fond memories with me, but that's just hopeful nostalgia on my part.

Sunny is not someone who interests me anymore, but she does seem to have her fans and repeat clients. I also don't get the impression tha she is quite the Hit-and-Run player that she use to be.

Would that most Top-Acts could keep their fastball the way Viktoria/Maria (the legendary Bulgarian, not the current and seriously smokin' hot Romanian version) always did. That gal never lost a step.

Cheers,

Dedalus, old-time buffer

[Dedalus]

Funny you should mention this since knowing Angus' appreciation for a fine practitioner of the art of BJ, I was actually looking for Linda but couldn't find her anywhere.
Still, I did manage to introduce him to Gabriella, Zina, and Michelle, and he sampled the wares of all them, so he did enjoy the ministrations of some mighty fine practitioners of the art.

Iseeu (also known as Odysseus whoever that is...)

P.S. Pretty busy this week, but I hope to find the time to comment om Angus' personal odyssey after reading his wrap-up.

Hey Man (and to Angus as well),

Linda was there that night. Saw her throughout the evening. Hair is a bit lighter than usual but it's still her.

Iseeu's description was probably spot on, but I just had no luck tracking AM down. Working on a better "Meet and Greet" trick for us guys.

Also explains why I only saw Gaby for part of the evening.

Personally I found the line-up a little light that night. I DID take the opportunity to reacquaint myself with Alexandra who I had not sessioned with since her days at World. She's looking really good and delivers a better than average session.

AM, we'll have to try this again sometime soon. I might even find my way out to B-town in the near future.

Cheers,

Dedalus

[Iseeu]

One girl I had really hoped Angus could have met at Oase --at least just to talk to for a few minutes-- was the famous "big-titted Czech Linda," who goes by the name of Adrianne at Oase. But maybe she is absent from Oase these days? But I would have liked to hear your perosnal "take" or "read" on this girl, Angus.

Funny you should mention this since knowing Angus' appreciation for a fine practitioner of the art of BJ, I was actually looking for Linda but couldn't find her anywhere.
Still, I did manage to introduce him to Gabriella, Zina, and Michelle, and he sampled the wares of all them, so he did enjoy the ministrations of some mighty fine practitioners of the art.

Iseeu (also known as Odysseus whoever that is...)

P.S. Pretty busy this week, but I hope to find the time to comment om Angus' personal odyssey after reading his wrap-up.

[Ortos]

I mentioned previously that I'd be keen to hear your thoughts on comparisons between Atremis and Palace/Oase. It appears that you had a similar impression of Oase as I did, although you seem to think Oase is the larger of the two internally, whereas I got the feeling that Artemis is more spacious. I agree that the girls at Oase seem better looking, but, as you suggest, the unfamiliarity of Oase may be partly responsible. I have been back to Artemis since my Hessen road-trip, and last Sunday night's line-up served only to confirm to me that there is more beauty amongst the Oase pageant than in Berlin (leide! )

I'd go again to Oase for sure, but in the summer.

Shame you don't seem to have made it to FKK Palace. That has its attractions too, and I actually preferred it to Oase on balance.

Cheers,

Charlie

I'm still digesting alot of Angus' Oase multi-orgasmic adventure. But I also find myself thinking about his series of posts as the best I've read in a long, long time. Powerful stuff, esp. if you know the place --and many of the girls-- with your own personal intamacy. Helps you picture things in an exact light...

There's so much in the Oase-two-parter that I love, but my favourite part:

I drift into the main club area and sit on the sofa beneath the TV and just watch as the night winds down. The club is all but empty now. The mood is muted and I half expect Tom Waits to replace the top forty sounds coming out of the speakers. Many of the girls have obviously called it quits for the night and hooker heels are coming off, towels being wrapped around bodies and many cigarettes are being smoked as they wait for the hour at which they can leave. Every one looks more or less as I feel. Spent.


But the club is still open. And it is still two hours from the actual closing time of 05:00. And as I sit, lidded eyes drooping almost falling asleep I notice, sitting tall, posing in a bright red bikini and looking for all the world as if she has just this moment stepped fresh out onto the floor to begin her day, a lithe, young looking, dark haired beauty.

Hummmmm. But no I can not. Not possible.

...As I mentioned elsewhere, I find it amazing that, independently, I had (over the past 12 months or so, sessioned with all save two of the girls that Angus himself, wrote about. Rebecca wasn't there until fairly recently and Zina (Leonie from the 'Hof) is also only recently arrived. But all the others I've had the pleasure of sessioning, esp Gabriella, with whom I've had several, always "off-the-charts," hours of sexual adventure. (Btw: This Veneseulan black beauty was "discovered" and suggested to me several years ago by one of our own stalwart posters, a constant source of solid, level-headed info, a Viking-monger who can reveal himself if he chooses.) But, just to show how shrewd and experienced girl selection strategy can thresh out the best of any clubs line-up independently, the sly Iseeu, to me a real Odysseus figure, found her on his own during his earlier wanderings through Oase. Like many of us, he latched on to a real gem in this club's regular line-up.

And Angus, you seem to have hit on other "top-shelf" girls there: Michelle a popular favourite with fans of the PSE, and I can only guess that if she stays in Oase, Zina will become a "star" act there. Let's hope it doesn't taint her --money corrupts, "greed is good," etc. But Michelle seems to be a girl who has stayed a pretty steady provider over the past --what is it now? two years?-- at Oase, without succumming to serious "taint" factor.

Many old-time Oase buffs, like the wise Dedalus, will have seen girls arrive fresh at this club Oase and go through various transformations, often not complimentary as time goes on. I cite girls like Sunny (DE) or Veronika (Latvia). Both have been around a while. Veronika was at the start and middle portions of her FKK career at Oase, a top provider, but as time went on slipped in attitude, looks and general service demeanor: she morphed into a rip-off/money-first type.

One girl I had really hoped Angus could have met at Oase --at least just to talk to for a few minutes-- was the famous "big-titted Czech Linda," who goes by the name of Adrianne at Oase. But maybe she is absent from Oase these days? But I would have liked to hear your perosnal "take" or "read" on this girl, Angus.

And just a note to both Angus and Charlie: your next ports of call should be World (Pohlheim near Giessen) and GT (outside D-dorf direction NL border/Venlo). To make a complete comparison of major FKKs with Artemis, and esp focus on facilities and beauty of girls in line-up, these two clubs need be experienced. If either of you guys wants a lift to both or either of those clubs during late November, just PM me and I will take you to these places myself. Angus: I'll be another "Lone Wolf" on the prowl, a wolf with a mission and a mietwagen!

Hey, last thought Angus: I bet you left Oase with a mental to-do list: girls you would like to do, but didn't get around to, and girls you want to re-session with to see just how much of it was real and not a dream. Right? That is the mark of a good club: Like a serious red-wine, one sip leaves you pondering all kinds of tatses in your mouth.

[Excess]

My congratulations to an outstanding series of reports on Angus in Wonderland. A great mix of fact and opinion that only adds to the value of the reporting.

After reading of Angus` and Little Angus` adventures, I can but venture that part of their ``exhaustion`` may not only be from their writing duties but how shall I put it, the boys are nearly shagged out ?

Bet in a couple of days or less they will be raring to get out again. Funny, FKK`s and mongering seems to have that effect on the most jaded souls.

Thanks again, Angus.

E.

. But for the moment I am exhausted with the writing so it may take a couple of days or so.

AM

[Angus Magee]

Seconded.

Well done Angus. Sounds like you distinguished yourself both ins Zimmer and with your reporting.

I mentioned previously that I'd be keen to hear your thoughts on comparisons between Atremis and Palace/Oase. It appears that you had a similar impression of Oase as I did, although you seem to think Oase is the larger of the two internally, whereas I got the feeling that Artemis is more spacious. I agree that the girls at Oase seem better looking, but, as you suggest, the unfamiliarity of Oase may be partly responsible. I have been back to Artemis since my Hessen road-trip, and last Sunday night's line-up served only to confirm to me that there is more beauty amongst the Oase pageant than in Berlin (leide! )

I'd go again to Oase for sure, but in the summer.

Shame you don't seem to have made it to FKK Palace. That has its attractions too, and I actually preferred it to Oase on balance.

Cheers,

Charlie

Hi Charlie,

Funny-I would say that Artemis is more spacious but I have a feeling that if you measured it all up Oase would actually be bigger as in more sq. meter floor space. I think it has to do with how the clubs are set up. Artemis has a very open and spacious feel to it. While Oase has all those halls and nooks & crannies. I kind of liked the labyrinth feeling in Oase. But I have to say that the private rooms in Artemis are nicer.

In any case I will be working on and soon posting a wrap up report with my thoughts on all of this sort of stuff in a less narrative style. But for the moment I am exhausted with the writing so it may take a couple of days or so.

AM

[Charlie 123]

Angus,

I guess what I am trying to say is a BIG thank you to Angus for an excellent series of reports. Can I nominate them to the "FKK Reports Of The Year" award for 2009?

Seconded.

Well done Angus. Sounds like you distinguished yourself both ins Zimmer and with your reporting.

I mentioned previously that I'd be keen to hear your thoughts on comparisons between Atremis and Palace/Oase. It appears that you had a similar impression of Oase as I did, although you seem to think Oase is the larger of the two internally, whereas I got the feeling that Artemis is more spacious. I agree that the girls at Oase seem better looking, but, as you suggest, the unfamiliarity of Oase may be partly responsible. I have been back to Artemis since my Hessen road-trip, and last Sunday night's line-up served only to confirm to me that there is more beauty amongst the Oase pageant than in Berlin (leide! )

I'd go again to Oase for sure, but in the summer.

Shame you don't seem to have made it to FKK Palace. That has its attractions too, and I actually preferred it to Oase on balance.

Cheers,

Charlie

[Strato]

After reading Angus's reports, I immediately made my reservations to the promised land.

Agree. This has got to be the "FKK Reports of the Year".

Angus, thank you for the great reports.

Strato

Angus,

Do I have permission to steal those words and carve them on a golden plate and put it on a favorite spot at home?

With my limited English skills I don't understand half of it of course, but then again, when Gabriela put her spell on me I don't understand what the hell is happening either. It's that good!! ;-)

I guess what I am trying to say is a BIG thank you to Angus for an excellent series of reports. Can I nominate them to the "FKK Reports Of The Year" award for 2009? They are very inspiring and give a good feeling of what can happen in the top clubs - with its strengths and weaknesses. The ROD'ding by Ortos is well deserved. The only thing missing is a warning about the risk of not been able to stop booking tickets for the next flight to D-land after having read it.

[Shark16]

It is as if some essential and long forgotten frozen piece of myself floats in the impossible emptiness & loneliness of interstellar space, connected by the silkiest of delicate spidery threads to the roaring nuclear life giving furnaces of ancient red giants and gravitationally collapsed, whirling, spinning white hot dwarfs.

Angus,
Do I have permission to steal those words and carve them on a golden plate and put it on a favorite spot at home?

With my limited English skills I don't understand half of it of course, but then again, when Gabriela put her spell on me I don't understand what the hell is happening either. It's that good!! ;-)

I guess what I am trying to say is a BIG thank you to Angus for an excellent series of reports. Can I nominate them to the "FKK Reports Of The Year" award for 2009? They are very inspiring and give a good feeling of what can happen in the top clubs - with its strengths and weaknesses. The ROD'ding by Ortos is well deserved. The only thing missing is a warning about the risk of not been able to stop booking tickets for the next flight to D-land after having read it.

[Angus Magee]

As mentioned at the end of part 1, I also enjoy the feeling of being a lone wolf at a large club. As I had decided not to book a room for the night in a local hotel, I was now alone until I left the club sometime around 04:00 the next morning. In fact I was later to find out that Dadelus had arrived just at the same time Iseeu was leaving. They ran into each other in the parking lot. Despite Iseeu giving Dedalus a description of yours truly we were not to meet this evening.Unfortunate, but I was lying quite low in the time between 20:30 and perhaps 02:00, spending my time in the sauna and resting in various quiet places I did manage to find. That and a very enjoyable session with another lovely as you will shortly be reading.

I knew that I wanted another session-at least one-before I left Oase. But I also had that niggling little worry I get sometimes (at 50 years old) that I would simply not be physically “up” for it. Especially after my experience with Michelle. I mean if that sexy woman can not get you going...

Whatever, I reasoned, drink some water, get some rest and go for it.

You don’t know unless you try.

I also had an idea as to who I wanted for my next session. I remembered meeting Gabrielle as we arrived and I also remembered her to be a perfectly delightful young woman. Trouble was that it was some hours back and a lot had happened. I had met a number of the girls and I was not 100% confident that I would again be able to recognize Gabrielle.

Of note about Oase is that the lighting seems to be designed to compliment the ladies, not to make recognition easy. This is, I guess, how it should be in a club, but still I wondered if I could find the young lady in question. But then I decide to sit a while and wait to see if she would just show up. I sat in various places around the room changing my location every 5 or so minutes. I met briefly a few women but nobody who really tickled my interest and a couple who definitely didn’t. I did, however, spot a girl who physically really did it for me-a tall (in 6” hooker heels) brunette who was practicing her strut and posing all over the room. Dangling her bait and Old Angus was sniffing.

I ended up over at one of the high bar tables and there was a purse lying just in front of the bar stool next to mine. Sipping my water and casting my eyes over at the bar, trying to spot Gabrielle, I paid little attention to the stool next door. But then at some point I turned around to look behind and who should be sitting right next to me, rummaging in her purse-the brunette.

Lovely-and indeed she was just lovely up close.

We exchange smiles and I say hello. A little small talk, in German as her English was almost non existent, and I find out that her name is Rebecca and she comes from Bulgaria.

Interesting. I know that sometimes Bulgarian girls have a bit of a bad rep in the clubs. At least among some of us ISG members. But I have had, at Artemis and an apartment bordello in Berlin, great luck with Bulgarian girls. One of my ATFs from Artemis (Nicoletta) comes from there as does Connie and indeed Rosie-all top Artemis girls.

Rebecca is nice-sexy as all get out and not at all difficult to talk to. The only slight question in my mind was that she seems to have rather a stilted sense of humor. But then I also reason that I am judging this by her failure to laugh at any of my dumb jokes which are, a) dumb, and b) being told in a language that is, in fact, foreign to both of us.

Funnily enough what cements my liking of this young lady is that when she gives me her sales pitch she tells me that her bjs are “sehr tief”. I, in my misunderstanding of the German language, think that she is telling me that she uses a lot of “teeth” (teeth-tief-say it out loud in a Bulgarian accent) in her blow jobs and am somewhat taken a back. I tell her that this is something that she should not tell me if she is trying to interest me in a session and she looks at me as if I am crazy.

Then the penny drops-tief=deep, not teeth. So I tell her of my misunderstanding and finally she really cracks a smile. And I am smitten. This is a personal weakness of mine. There is something that for me is impossibly sexy and enticing. That is-when I find a girl, such as Rebecca, who is all glam & sexy and cool. But then at some point, if I am lucky and play my game right, this facade cracks, maybe even for just a moment, and the “real” person suddenly shines through. And the tief/teeth misunderstanding was exactly one of these moment.

Rebecca’s stock takes a sharp increase in this moment.

But I am still tired and do not want to jump into this right away. So I tell Rebecca that I like her and am interested but that I also have to wait and rest a while. She takes this well and does not completely and immediately close back down-a good sign. Rather she tells me that when I am ready, to find her, and off she struts. Rebecca, with good reason, is confident in her ability to attract a customer. This I also find sexy.

It is by now around 21:00 and I resolve to have a steam/sauna and rest before doing anything else. As I get up from my barstool I also happen to spot a figure at the bar who I believe just may be Gabrielle. But she is quickly leaving the bar, heading off towards the Jacuzzi room. I am still not certain that it is her but I give chase, she moves swiftly, and I finally catch up with her at the bottom of the stairs in the aforementioned room.

And the Gods be praised-indeed it is Gabrielle, as cute as a button and seemingly happy to see me. We exchange a soft kiss and a hug and then I tell her with utter certainty that I want a session with her tonight. But that I also know that I need some rest first. She starts to do the usual rap about being able to revive me in the room but then catches herself (she picked up on something there) and agrees with me that I know what I need best. I tell her that I plan on about an hour in the sauna and resting and that I will come look for her in the bar between 22:00 and 22:30. She seems happy with this so, to sweeten the deal, I continue that I want a soft and sensual session (her English is quite good) and that I want to book her for the full hour. I figure that just maybe this may discourage her from hooking up with any more casual hounds that will no doubt be sniffing around her at the bar. And I was, especially after seeing her again and having a bit of close contact, quite certain that I wanted to spend the hour with her. She is lovely.

I find that the sauna/steam room at Oase is nothing less than excellent. Really top notch. My only quibble would be that a supply of towels out there would really be welcomed. Maybe not even the big fluffy towels available at the front desk. But some sort of sauna towel would be nice. As I will mention in my wrap up, one of the only places that I feel Oase seriously stumbles is the lack of easy access to a plentiful supply of towels. But more on that later.

After a good 40 minutes in the steam & sauna and a short 20 minutes on a lounger with eyes closed and I am ready to go. It is amazing just how much a short rest like this can revitalize. I walk slowly out to the main bar not wanting to appear too too eager for my date with Gabrielle. Got to play the game at least a little bit.

I hang around at the bar for about 5 minutes and then she appears and melts into my arms offering to get me a drink while I suggest that we find a sofa and become acquainted. I am not sure if it was something to do with the magic of the night, something I was “doing” or something that the Oase girls are encouraged to do. But most of the girls I even just spoke with that night would offer to get a drink. It is, I find, a nice touch and sort of makes me feel taken care of. I think that the Artemis girls could learn something here as this has almost never happened to me at Artemis except with girls with whom I am very regular.

With drinks in hand Gabrielle joins me on the sofa and we spend the next 15 minutes talking, getting to know one another a bit and laughing. Slowly we start to come closer and small kisses are exchanged leading to deeper necking and finally light petting. Breasts are played with, nipples aroused and Gabrielle snakes her delicate little hand with crafted nails inside my robe to tickle and tease my hardening dick.

Time to find a room!

Off we go through the labyrinth of halls that is Oase and find that all the rooms are occupied. It is, after all, prime time for fucking here at Oase. At the end of the row of rooms along the jacuzzi room we spot a green sign and quickly claim it for the next hour. Iseeu had warned me that these small-ish rooms tend to be a bit badly ventilated and heat up quickly. On this evening I do not really find this to be so but I do find another slight disadvantage to the room. As the place is busy and many couples are looking for a place to snog, people keep opening the door (maybe three times in the hour) I guess to check to see if it really is occupied. We did turn the sign but still the interruptions. This does not bother me so much-more of a slight annoyance-but to a shy pooner it may be a big deal.

Gabrielle in the room more than lives up to her promise. She is a beautifully skilled and gentle lover. Her touch is soft and when she takes my cock into her mouth I feel the depth and the deep stillness of space open up in my soul. It is as if some essential and long forgotten frozen piece of myself floats in the impossible emptiness & loneliness of interstellar space, connected by the silkiest of delicate spidery threads to the roaring nuclear life giving furnaces of ancient red giants and gravitationally collapsed, whirling, spinning white hot dwarfs.

It was a damn good blow job;-))

The session as a whole is no less wonderful for me. The sex itself (no trouble from Little Angus this time) is over relatively quickly. Probably it lasts no more than half an hour or even a little less before I cum. No holding back and trying to prolong the session this time. But it does not end there. We cuddle and kiss and caress and I drop kiss after sweet kiss upon her soft skin and eventually end up at her sweet softly pink and smoothly damp pussy where I linger forever and bring her to the gently shaking soft orgasm.

As with Sina this session seems to both fly by and last forever. Indeed I finally have to remind young Gabrielle that perhaps we should check the time. We are, I think, at some minutes past the hour but when we head on up to the cash lockers and I confirm with her the amount & time she unhesitatingly agrees with my reckoning of an hour, accepts her fee and with a final deep kiss, is off to the showers as am I.

It is now approaching midnight. I am tired, well fucked and thinking both another session would be nice and that there is no way that I can manage it. But I also remember the lovely Rebecca and my, at the time, completely sincere wish to do a session with her. But first another rest so I head on back out to the sauna loungers and lie down for about half an hour.

A bit rested, I make for the bar once more and again just sit quietly on a sofa, more or less being left alone by the girls and sort of wishing I could get the hell out of there and head for a nice comfortable bed somewhere. But I still have some three to four hours to go before I an make for the train station and head to Frankfurt.

Then, some time a bit after 01:00, I spot Rebecca, looking good as new in her hooker heels and tight tiny white frilly panties. She is striding across the room headed for the kino and on impulse (some part of me is thinking that I can not possibly spend the next 3 hours wasting on a not very comfortable sofa) I give her a smile and wave her over with my head. Surprised, she makes a sharp but graceful turn, glides over to me and perches herself on the sofa arm next to me.

Was machts du? she asks.

Ich warte auf dich. I reply with confidence

Just the right thing to say at this time of the evening to a girl who may be wondering if the night is prematurely over. The club has emptied considerably and customers look to be in short supply for the girls.

Rebecca genuinely smiles, her cool demeanor drops and falls, all arms, legs and perfume-y clouds of girly giggles, right into my lap. She kisses my lips and then asks if I would like her to fetch me a drink.

Danke, Mineralwasser mit Zitron ohne Eis, bitte.

And off she goes to return shortly with a regular water, no lemon and with ice. Hey she is beautiful. I don’t expect her to remember my order;-))

Once again I sit on a sofa and flirt with this beautiful girl, complimenting her on her rudimentary English (when we try it), her skin which truly is soft, lovely to delicately stroke, and her undoubtedly excellent sense of style. She eats it up and we move closer as I deposit kisses on her cheeks and lips and tease her hardening little nipples with my fingers and the occasional kiss.

A next session is most certainly starting to take shape.

I remind Rebecca of her earlier claim to give a superior and “tief” blow job-with little teeth.
She smiles wickedly and asks if I really want to find out.

Yes-let’s find a room. Comes the now familiar refrain.

This next session I will keep the description to a minimum as I am getting a bit tired-here, as well as in my sweet memory of the evening. We find again a small room in the jacuzzi area and quickly get to it. Rebecca naked does not disappoint. As mentioned her skin is lovely and soft and she is receptive to my stroking and kissing which elicit soft moans. Her pussy is clean and fresh but I sense that it has been given maybe a bit too much attention tonight (many girls tell me that men are often way to rough with their licking and by the end of a long evening their pussies are sort of sensitive) and I content myself with a fairly short exploration and then lie back and let her prove her claim.

Rebecca does not lie. Her blow job is very, very good. Deep and sure she sucks and twirls and does not ignore “the boys” and even licks and kisses my perineum-as close as one can get to a rim job without actually going “there”. Little “A” is more or less cooperating but Rebecca has to work hard. He is at full attention but I do not trust him to behave were we to stop and apply the condom so I indicate that she should just continue and I lie back and enjoy, watching our activity in the convenient over head mirrors.

After much exertion and a great deal of proof that her bj is “tief”, I finish by coming in her mouth which she takes with ease and does not immediately jump back to spit. Rather she keeps stroking and drools a great deal of the load back out onto my dick in true porn star fashion. We clean up, she takes a small swig from her pocket mouthwash and we cuddle for some minutes and talk.

The session is short (1/2 hour) but I am totally satisfied. I Like Rebecca. As I mentioned earlier, I love a girl who, in the room, shows a wee bit of her real self. And I think Rebecca did just that. She is a pro, no doubt about it, but she also can be thawed a bit with a little sweet talk and humor. While I would not recommend her quite so wholeheartedly as I would Sina, Michelle and Gabrielle, still I would say if you meet her and you seem to hit it off a bit then go for it. I do not think that she will disappoint when you treat her right.

Now surely this is it for me for the evening. I’m finished, Done. Completely drained of my precious bodily fluid. I spend a short time in the sauna, almost (but not quite) fall asleep on a now very quiet lounger next to a toweled service provider who is frantically texting someone-her boyfriend? I move back inside to the main bar and spot Gabrielle, who I thought had left for the evening, and spend a few minutes sitting next to her chatting before saying good bye with a kiss on the cheek.

I drift into the main club area and sit on the sofa beneath the TV and just watch as the night winds down. The club is all but empty now. The mood is muted and I half expect Tom Waits to replace the top forty sounds coming out of the speakers. Many of the girls have obviously called it quits for the night and hooker heels are coming off, towels being wrapped around bodies and many cigarettes are being smoked as they wait for the hour at which they can leave. Every one looks more or less as I feel. Spent.

But the club is still open. And it is still two hours from the actual closing time of 05:00. And as I sit, lidded eyes drooping almost falling asleep I notice, sitting tall, posing in a bright red bikini and looking for all the world as if she has just this moment stepped fresh out onto the floor to begin her day, a lithe, young looking, dark haired beauty.

Hummmmm. But no I can not. Not possible.

However, I do feel a glimmer of interest left somewhere in me and my eyes open a bit more and I sit a bit straighter on the sofa and glance over a second time. Women are extraordinary creatures. I sometimes think that we men really have no idea just how sensitive they are to our male gaze. I have been told, by women, that when they are in a room they can sometimes tell if a man is interested even if his back is turned across a crowded bar. And I do not know if this is true but I suspect that there is more truth in it than we men would care to know.

In any case, red bikini certainly picks up on my sudden interest and soon, after an appropriate look around the room for other prospects and finding none, she is moving in my direction and responds to my smile by coming and sitting close on the softly pink glowing sofa.

What is your name?--Janey

And?

She comes from Bulgaria. She is pretty, mass of dark curls, fresh, in a red bikini complimenting her deep red lipstick, and wearing a boxy white stylish pair of glasses that are stimulating every secretary or naughty teacher fantasy I have ever had. And she is an excellent angler, patiently bobbing her bait in front of my satiated libido and waiting to see if I will bite.

We speak for quite some time. She is patient. I can honestly say now that I suspect she knows we will be heading for a room before I know this myself. After maybe half an hour of conversation we share a gentle kiss and she whispers in my ear, knowing that I have taken the hook into my mouth, shall we find a room? setting the hook and starting to reel me willingly in.

But....I do have some concerns and I feel the need, perhaps foolhardily, to share them with her. She allows me a bit more line and sits back to hear them. Earnestly I tell her a bit of my exploits this evening and express the concern that I may not be...errr...physically “up” to the task that she is proposing. I desperately try to stack my bets, hedge my funds and keep a safety exit open on the session.

Am I setting myself up for failure? Some might say so. But in the end I tell her that I want to spend some private time with her but that I am not sure that we will finish the job. Or indeed even fully start it. I am quite sure that this will be okay with Janey just as long as I pay for my pleasure at the end of our time together but I do feel the need, for her or for myself, to mention it.

So quickly now, reeling in her big old floppy loggerhead, Janey leads the way to a room which by now are in anything but short supply. I figure that at the worst I will feel a bit of embarrassment and be able to spend my final half hour at Oase in the arms of this lovely faux secretary, getting to see what is now being hidden by her tantalizingly small red bikini.

That’s gotta be worth 50 Euros.

Faithful readers, those of you who have made it this far in this epic post deserve to know, and I will not keep you much longer in suspense. But I have not much more energy nor superlatives left with which to describe my short session with Janey from Bulgaria. Little “A” indeed rose to the challenge and in fact far surpassed anything that I ever could have hoped for from him, allow me to brag! He seemed to hit a second wind-a pooners high if you will- and performed not just admirably but with sturdy enthusiasm and gusto. Janey’s blow job was strong and steady and her receptivity and juicy response to my licking was genuine. Briefly I considered the safety of a cim but then threw caution to the wind and asked for the condom. I fucked Janey with sureness in mish and then gusto in doggy, finishing at the half hour mark and collapsing on top of her and then moving to a gentle in out rhythm in spoons to give her what may or may not have been her own genuine “O”.

And as I withdrew and Little “A” saw once again the light of a late night room in Oase he maintained his turgidity for some minutes as we tidied up, a wonder not seen by me since perhaps George Bush Sr. was in the White House, save the time some years back when I experimented briefly with Vitamin V when in Bangkok for a week. And perhaps I feel a wee bit embarrassed to tell you all of this, But Little “A”, while an enthusiastic player, is past a half century in age. He is dependable but always needs to be treated with a gentle respect for what I often believe is the inevitability of aging.

Was it Janey who caused this unexpected vigor? Pheromones? Some fluke? Or maybe just that having well and truly given up on any idea of successfully completing sexual union did my powerfully creative mind just take a rest and allow my humble body to just do what it is naturally designed to do with a beautiful young woman, late at night in one of Germany’s premier FKK bordellos.

Most likely it is a combination of all the above factors. But in the end, having paid Janey & kissed her good bye, showered, collected my suitcase & laptop safely from behind the desk and been buzzed out of Oase, I walked up to catch a taxi with a renewed vigor and spring in my step. My day and evening at Oase was a resounding success and the most fun I have had at an FKK in quite some time.

Thanks for reading and look for my final wrap up & analysis in the General Info thread in a couple of days. I might just give it all a rest tomorrow.

AM

[Mike De H]

Nope, no time outs given to my knowledge.

Likely just the calm before the storm.

Just remember, it's always darkest before it's .... pitch black.

Tick, tick, tick.

You fucking bet!

[Vito Corleone]

It has gone rather quiet here in the FKK section of the forum. Due to the recent fracas over in the Golden Time thread I can't help but wonder if there have not been a few temporary time outs given to the parties involved

This ain't easy to find on the website. In fact I just spent 5 minutes looking and still did not find it. But I am pretty sure it is there somewhere.
Anyway as Ortos says-10:00-05:00 in general. But I also think that it closes a bit earlier-4:00? earlier in the week. Sunday to Wednesday?

Been busy the past 2 days.

I think Oase's schedule is Sun-Wed 10am-4am & Thur-Sat 10am-5am

[Kimino]

And perhaps you don't enjoy my particularly long winded ;-)) narrative style. As it is all still so fresh in my mind and as I have plenty of time to spend this week, I will give you the run down as I remember it.

Thanks Angus & Orthos!

Yes, I acted as a lazy guy, sorry about that.

I did start to read the reports but not finding quickly what I was looking for I asked.

I definitely didn't find the time of opening and closing on the site, not even in the german version, so thanks also for that info.

All the best!