FKK Finca Erotica - Dierdorf

[Marlow]

Agree with Breadman and Toscana. Stay an hour and then bugger off isn't giving any place let alone yourself time to bed in - so to speak. I take my hat off to the Old Comrades brigade. A testament to the human spirit to think they can still get it up at that age! 4pm is when the second shift girls arrive. Evenings? Try the weekend, in the summer months Fri/Sat nights and even Sunday can be lively when the second happy hour kicks in.

[Breadman]

I must say, that my experience also shows that many of the early shift slip away mid-evening because there are fewer night punters at this club right out in the sticks without tourists.

Exactly my point...

I noticed a ton of girls at 11am...and even went with one who I had a great time with the previous visit....only to have wasted 50 euro's. Did her and didn't see her again until 4 or 5pm. She was barely awake. And later on in the evening she seemed back to herself walking around in the nude and getting guy after guy. I was there from 11am till around 10pm and she worked the entire day (as well as some others).

So have to guess that the girls that stay at the club get up to grab the early guys...then recharge for the nightshift. It would make sense...the girl is already at the club, can't really do anything but work...so she might as well grab the guys when its busy.

[Toscana]

3pm till 4pm...not a whole lot of looking around in my opinion. Have to give a club at least 3 hours before deciding its not worth sticking around. Hell, several hot chicks might be in the rooms for an hour or two and you probably didnt even see them.

From my recollection, it was fairly busy in the early afternoon with all the 'retired' gentlemen showing up at 11am and grabbing all the girls...then it slowed down till around 5pm when the girls started to come back out (think some who stay at the club work till 4am and then get up in time to catch the retired guys...then go and crash out for a few hours)...then night shift starts coming in around 6pm.

So you probably hit the club right when alot of the girls started taking their breaks...

I haven't noticed the phenomenon of girls leaving to crash out, but I have regularly experienced the phenomenon of the early rush at 11.00. I was once waiting for a phone call in the car outside the club just before opening, and by 11.15 no less than 25 guys had already entered the club. I was panicking, I can tell you :-) :-) By the time I'd got in and ready, the place was a wasteland, and all the rooms were occupied! Since most of these guys are upwards of 50 and not that fit, a really good time to turn up is 13.45: you still get the happy hour price, the guys are already spent and lolling around in the saunas, and the girls have already done business and are consequently not stressed. Enter Tosc, and he can line 'em up :-) :-)

I must say, that my experience also shows that many of the early shift slip away mid-evening because there are fewer night punters at this club right out in the sticks without tourists.

[Breadman]

Actually stopped by Finca on Friday at around 3pm. Had a business meeting in the Cologne area and my colleague drove the extra 70km or so and I paid the 50 Euro per person entrance fee. Must say that the lineup wasn't really up to par. Ended up leaving after an hour or so, driving back to NRW to see what was going on at GT.
Been there, did not do it, got no t-shirt.

3pm till 4pm...not a whole lot of looking around in my opinion. Have to give a club at least 3 hours before deciding its not worth sticking around. Hell, several hot chicks might be in the rooms for an hour or two and you probably didnt even see them.

From my recollection, it was fairly busy in the early afternoon with all the 'retired' gentlemen showing up at 11am and grabbing all the girls...then it slowed down till around 5pm when the girls started to come back out (think some who stay at the club work till 4am and then get up in time to catch the retired guys...then go and crash out for a few hours)...then night shift starts coming in around 6pm.

So you probably hit the club right when alot of the girls started taking their breaks...

[Sir Screwalot]

Actually stopped by Finca on Friday at around 3pm. Had a business meeting in the Cologne area and my colleague drove the extra 70km or so and I paid the 50 Euro per person entrance fee. Must say that the lineup wasn't really up to par. Ended up leaving after an hour or so, driving back to NRW to see what was going on at GT.
Been there, did not do it, got no t-shirt.

[Marlow]

@lustyHombre - tells us more!

[Marlow]

She went to Bologna and walked the streets as USO (unidentified Sexual Object), sat in cafes and lingered in Piazzas. Everything was done with a lascivious style and minimal dress, deliberately making eye contact with the men. The idea was to get one to follow her along a route she had planned which eventually led to the open door of her pension and the bed. So the guy had to be hot and persistent, not simply a voyeur. All this was secretly filmed for her later use. All went well until one guy once he got to the bed and it was explained he had been filmed and what was about to happen was also scheduled for screening drew a gun and shouted for his bodyguard. Turned out he was a mafia boss.
Another was a dinner party where she appeared as Madame X. All the guests knew each other, each had a torn up photo which she explained was her last lover. The person who assembled the photo first having answered her questions correctly and identified the lover won the prize of an evening of sex with Madame X. A professor won, turned up for the date and was told his photo would be the next on the table the next time the game was played. So the whole thing was both real and unreal and self-perpetuating.
The girl's got class let alone nerve!
As the cost of filming wasn't totally covered by her uni grant she did work for a Cologne escort agency. Any man who chose her must have thought all his Christmases had come at once.

[Iseeu]

Her other 'happenings' were even more bizarre.

Okay- you piqued my interest- what could possibly be even more bizarre?

[LustyHombre]

sounds almost neanderthal, it's that far back in time. Around that time the only game in town (or should that be 'on'?) was naturally Bernds and a smattering of nightclubs around Bonn and Cologne. ....... In Frankurt there was Sudfass in which the Duchess of York's American lover used to partake when he was miffed with the royal muff. ........

Thank you for the historical perspective which rekindles pleasant memories, streching back a few more years still:

I started visiting FRA without "supervision" once or twice a year in the early seventies and was introed to "Sauna an der Zeil 15" by a fellow mongerer whom I met during 1 of my Sudfass romps. If Sudfass was like a Holiday Inn, An der Zeil was like a boutique hotel, small and very intimate, on 3 or 4 levels comprising of a common area (sauna, showers, bar and get-to-know-each-other couches etc) as well as themed lustzimmers reachable by elevator, in short: it was a true precursor to todays FKK.

However, I didn't go to FRA much anymore after encountering the almost indescribeable raunchiness of Amphore in Hamburg a few years later: this was an off-Reeperbahn sexclub like I have only experienced in Tehran before (where I was based at that time): public sex wherever you look and free-for-all orgies thrown in for good measure every now and then, everthing without protection. I still remember some of the explanations I gave my comptroller for the $2, 000 expense reports I submitted afterwards. Whatever you engaged in was not billed for in cold hard DM but in whatever the supposed equivalent of champagne bottles was.

[Marlow]

That'd be the day. I hope that some outrageously sexy German academic woman is at the moment working on her thesis. All I need to know is this - which club is she working in? I knew a blonde in Cologne who was doing a post grad study on sex at the uni. She is six foot, slim and turned up for ..well, it was strictly ballroom if you understand me.... saying she had remembered to buy new batteries for her vibrator as 'we' might be sometime. Her course tutor, a famous feminist, didn't care to much for her personal approach to post grad studies. She used to perform a sort of song and dance at erotic trade shows calling herself Unidentified Sexual Object and handing out cards to the gawping men. She was blonde and six foot remember. The cards invited them to a sex session in the nearby five star hotel, each card colour coded for a different 'service'. As each man turned up she told them what they would get - black was sex, blue was a blow job for example - and it would be filmed. Half of them ran for it, thinking it was a TV stunt. The resulting film was artistically edited in a sort of existentialist style and shown at the Cologne Art Festival where she had stand.
This could only happen in Germany.
Her other 'happenings' were even more bizarre.

[Jackyo]

I wonder how long it is one needs to wait before one can start conversations with: "In my day, FKK clubs were ___ ... " and when it is that FKK history and culture will become the topic of academic study.

[Marlow]

sounds almost neanderthal, it's that far back in time. Around that time the only game in town (or should that be 'on'?) was naturally Bernds and a smattering of nightclubs around Bonn and Cologne. One called Top Secret in Bonn was the favourite for government figures, another called Club 111, and Bernd's 'sister' club though at that time it was owned by an ex-boxing champion and run with a rod of iron by his sister who was herself an ex-model. In Frankurt there was Sudfass in which the Duchess of York's American lover used to partake when he was miffed with the royal muff. Whether he perfected his toe sucking at Sudfass remains a matter of conjecture. He was renowned for a certain thumb technique which I dare not describe even here. FKK clubs were barely (sorry for the pun) known. For example Oase was a former tennis and swimming club that fell on hard times and thinly populated with a smattering of girls by someone who was game enough to give it a try. The car park was overgrown, the path to the door was through shrubbery, the tennis courts were desolate. The FKK concept as of now was around five to seven years in the future. Berlin was a dead loss and at best private houses for moneyed men. My only experience of Berlin was of Scorcese proportion sleaze. A grafittied door behind which was a bar with me and two other men and the barkeeper. I almost uttered that famous line of Linda Florentino 'who around here do you have to fuck to get a drink?'. Luckily, or maybe sadly, a girl appeared and hung onto the pole on a stage no bigger than my table. She had to hang on for fear of falling off. Pretty, blonde. I was sure of one thing about her - one day she would be old enough to buy a drink. I forgot to applaud and was grunted at by the barman who then brightened up wonderfully when I clapped and smiled. I was offered the girl and a back room in a sort of Corleone threat. Yet another offer I was wise not to refuse.
No, FKK came into its own with the fall of Communism. Ironic isn't it. It was said by West Germans that Ossies were good at fucking because that's all the entertainment they had. So I would indeed argue that pornography as we know it today was Eastern Europe's great gift to the West. We thought we knew it all? Hey, let's not kid ourselves, they not only corrupted us but showed us how to do it right. I was lucky to catch this wave in Russia in the late eighties. Ah, those long legged Ukrainian blondes in terribly short skirts telling me 'I want to go to your room and make love to you'. I couldn't have put it better myself.....

[Nick The G]

A friend of mine told me, that Jamilla from Hof is working on (some?) weekends in Finca Erotica now! He met her yesterday - on good friday - at Finca.

[Jackyo]

it never ceases to amaze me the encyclopaedic knowledge of all things Monger and Mongerdom that ISG members have.

Excellent contribution on the evolution of a club and its ups and downs.

... pre-Wende (the period prior to the fall of the Iron Curtain) though?

I've wondered to myself what the mix of girls was like then and how different the clubs were.

The Red Carpets were probably the scene back then and Bernds, of course, led the way.

As Marlow has remarked, one can track contemporary European history in the development of these clubs and in the migrations of the women who work there.

There was a thread maybe a year ago on the RF about how the scene has evolved but amongst RF participants surprisingly not that many folks actually have a long historical view.

[Excess]

it never ceases to amaze me the encyclopaedic knowledge of all things Monger and Mongerdom that ISG members have.

Excellent contribution on the evolution of a club and its ups and downs.