Berlin

[Ibn Buttita]

After my great session at Salon Delux with Perla I headed down K'damm in search of two things, one I found and one I failed to locate. I had read about and found a table at Haus der 100 Biere on K'damm, where I had a tasty dinner along with one of the namesake beverages. I failed to locate, however, Karlsruher Strasse brothel, despite the "Brothels for Dummies" address in its name. One door had doorbells with just family names, and at the other door I saw a name had come up when I did my initial Google map research this was a quasi-looking commercial but otherwise unlabeled door at the premises, but it looked closed; this made sense to me at the time since it was after 9 PM at this time. It turned out my research was flawed: Karlsruuher Strasse seems to be open plenty late, but the website says its entrance is in the hof, the building courtyard. So a miss for me here. A shame in that there were some great looking girls on their site.

I had another nearby option, however. A bit further down K'damm and roughly across from the Halensee SBahn station, in a side street at a kind of meeting of two streets at a V, was Salon Prestige. This place like most of the brothels on my trip had exteriors that seriously belied what lay inside. In terms of the building exterior-inside thecor disparity this may have taken the cake. The building, entered via s small L-shaped alleyway, was not in bad shape but a very plain mid-20th century restored structure, I would guess.

Inside it was anything but dull. As I discovered (at times in the dark) on my way to and from the bathroom / shower, Salon Prestige is a warren of hallways and landings and sunken rooms and elevated parlors and cul-de-sacs. This Aladdin's cave was all done up in high bordello style plush carpets and velvety curtains and the most bric-a-brac I saw in any Berlin brothel. There was even a piano in one hallway, making me think how great it would be if they had a piano man playing ragtime and the rollicking atmosphere of an 1890's *house, instead of the anonymous ushering of clients from room to room.

In any case, the late hour, about 9:30 PM and so approaching their closing time, ensured that the place was anything but lively. I may have been the only one there, and only three girls were presented for my choice. The decision basically made itself, as there was a black girl among the three, Adriana from Kenya. Why she is listed as "Karibbeanischer" on their website I do not know.

In her early 20's Adriana was fit, although her braided hair wasn't especially to my taste. The half hour was the only real option (60 Euros), and I declined the pricey 20 Euro kissing extra but went for the 20 Euro uncovered BJ. Given the late hour I was not surprised that Adriana was kind of detached and listless. And without kissing as a warm up, the session began coldly, stilted with Adriana laying there on her back as I sucked on the nipples of her smallish breasts, and stroked her pussy.

That's the thing about sex, we humans can package it commercially but that won't necessarily kill the animal drive. As I caressed and licked her Adriana began to get really turned on, becoming nice and wet and squeezing my cock with her hand. I can't even remember the oral sex, but at some point Adriana slapped a condom on me and pulled me on top of her, guiding my dick into her pussy.

The intensity ramped up as I slid my dick in slow and shallow and then deeper and faster. In a move new to me, Adriana reached up and grabbed my face, hard, then pulled me down in for a deep kiss, her passion overriding the fact that I didn't pay for kissing. In another move new to me, she had me straddle one leg in a kind of scissoring, allowing for really deep penetration and eliciting open-moth gasps and moans from Adriana. The action didn't let up once she got on top in cowgirl, rapidly bouncing her ass up and down as my hands struggled to keep hold of her ass cheeks. She really put her athletic body to use riding me hard and her skin getting the sheen of perspiration. Her horniness didn't subside, as she leaned in to suck the breath of out my mouth. So just like the unexpected opulence inside Salon Prestige, this session turned out to be a pleasant surprise.

[Ibn Buttita]

My brothel route next took me back into parts more central, north on the U9 to Charlottenburg, and one stop west to Uhlandstrasse. Salon Delux is on that side street just north off Kurfuerstendamm. It has a fancy name for a place with a very nondescript entrance next to a gated driveway, but very comfortable once inside the venue, which is reached by elevator.

In doing my research this place had appealed to me for a few of the girls on their site, a Latina in particular. I was in luck in that she was one of the girls available in the lineup (I do recall the other two being attractive too). Perla, from Brazil, may not be 22 years old as stated on their website, but no matter, she fulfilled and exceeded all my expectations for a Brazilian.

Perla looked devastatingly sexy in a black lingerie bodice, stockings and garters standing out against her rich brown skin, and adorning an insanely curvy body. From the moment we met, Perla looked after my every need, pampering e and speaking soothingly, always with her great smile. She did not speak English so we muddled through with a polyglot mix of Deutsch, Spanish, and Portuguese, whichever my memory and horniness-clouded brain would dredge up. That's the thing about Brazilian women, though, they have an uncanny ability to communicate sexually; they probably have the world's highest sex IQ.

Things began at the foot of the bed as we stood and came together for a passionate kiss, Perla's big, soft lips meeting mine, as she reached down to stroke my cock, then suddenly attached her mouth to my neck and bathed it with her hot, wet tongue. She pulled her lingerie down to reveal a set of big, ripe breasts which I immediately grabbed and took to my mouth one after the next, licking and sucking her erect nipples. My hands, with her encouragement, went down to her uncovered pussy and ass, and Perla was soon on her knees, with my dick in her mouth.

I needed something to keep my own mouth busy so I got us onto the bed and in some language called for a 69, and she quickly got into position to let me lick her smooth inner thighs and slurp at her meaty labia and slick slit, puckering around her clit. She meanwhile lavished my penis with attention, not to mention her tongue and lips.

My dick could hardly restrain itself from cumming but I had other plans for him, getting Perla onto her back and with condom in place burying my little dude into her wet pussy, and pumping her with breaks to bend in for a kiss and the suck of a nipple. I needed to involve her ass more handling so we went at it in doggy and then with her prone, and switched to cowgirl for more access to Perla's tits and her kiss. Recalling how well she sucked me I asked to finish in her mouth and Perla enthusiastically and energetically obliged.

If the other girls at Salon Delux are anything like Perla in their service (they seem to be good looking too), it heightens what a place this brothel is, and what a superb deal. For my 45 minute session I paid 80, with 10 each for kissing and uncovered blowjob. And for a cum in mouth finish, 25 extra. Given the prime (one could even say tourist-trap) location by K'damm, this can't be beat. And neither could Perla. She fussed over me as I went to the shower, got dressed, and got my things together, giving me a warm embrace as parted ways. By then I had decided that the next day I would be back.

[Ibn Buttita]

I followed up my fine experience at Aston with a hearty schnitzel lunch, and made my way to Stieglitz (an easy S1 S-Bahn ride from Schoenberg to Stieglitz Rathaus station). It was a leisurely ten-minute walk from the station to Ginas Tango Rosso, as I admired and photographed some of the Jugendstil architecture along the way in the prosperous old neighborhood. The place is on a side street off the big shops and restaurant street in the neighborhood, in what looks like a medical clinic building. I did come for treatment, so why not?

I also came because GTR's website showed some black and Latina girls on their roster. I was after one in particular, Tracy. Sitting for the available lineup I was presented with three women, all frankly older than I had expected, so I asked the German-only speaking madam about Tracy. She told me that she was not yet in but scheduled to begin at 4:30 PM; It was 3: 30 now. She also said another black girl, Daisy, would be coming at 4, so I said I would be back in 30 minutes to see her. I went out for a cup of coffee and cake at a nearby caf and when I returned she told me that Daisy had not come in, but Tracy's ETA was still 4:30. So I went out again to kill time, dodging the rain.

Back again at 4:30, I learned that Tracy was indeed present, and when she greeted me in the room she already knew that I was the stalker who came to GTR three times in the space of an hour for her. But she was definitely worth waiting for. Tracy had a beautiful face, deep ebony skin, and a fit body featuring an ass that jutted out like a shelf, as in that famous Kim Kardashian glass-on-the-ass photo shoot. And from Namibia, Tracy was especially exotic, and reminded me of the first time I had sex with a black girl in Germany, a Namibian too, almost ten years ago in Artemis. I opted for a 45-minute session at 80 Euros, plus 20 Euros surcharge for kissing and 20 for BBBJ.

We started with some very sensual kissing and mutual caressing, both of us on our knees on the bed, me dipping my head from time to time to take her wonderful right nipple in my mouth (the left nipple was out of commission due to an over-eager guest's bite! As I often do I halted her attempt to have me lie down for a blow job, preferring to lick her pussy first. I had her lie back and began a thorough exploration of her inner thighs, pussy lips, and slit, all gradually becoming wetter and wetter, from my end and hers. The grip with which Tracy clasped my hand and head, and the movement of her body, assured me I was on the right track.

Eventually I took my position on my back as Tracy bent over for a nice uncovered blow job. I enjoyed that but had to get closer to her fantastic body. Back on her back, I slid my dick inside her pussy from on top, slowly and then building up speed. Even better was Tracy riding me in reverse cowgirl, giving me full reign to run my hands over her big, round booty and squeeze those cheeks as they bounced up and down. I decided that I needed to finish with her gorgeous face in view, so she turned around to ride me as I ran my hands over her body, Tracy leaning in to kiss me and suck on my nipples (both in play for me), resulting in a satisfying cum. As I came to appreciate in the Berlin brothels, getting cleaned up and dressed was a leisurely affair, and with a nice goodbye at the door I was off to my next stop.

[Ibn Buttita]

The third day of my trip, and the next two, were completely my own, with my work responsibilities out of the way. On this Thursday morning I got off to a later start than I had wanted, since I had wanted to get in a brothel visit for the typical 10 AM opening time. My plan was to try out Airport Girls near Schoenefeld Airport by noon (their website said they opened at 11), and spend a few hours there. I liked the Calgula flat rate experience the night before, and I figured that on a weekday morning there would not be a lot of competition from other guests.

When I reached the place, a red house no more than five minutes walk from the S-Bahn Station (tip, go up to the bus station rather than cross under the street toward the airport terminal), I went around back to the basement entrance and rang the doorbell. It took a while for someone to answer, and when this younger gd did he pointed to the sign with hours on the door, the same card that was on the website. And it did say for Thursdays they were open at 11. Exasperated, I pointed that out to the guy but he just told me they were closed until late that afternoon. So it was back to the S-Bahn for me, with the morning a total loss.

With this unpromising start it was surprising how full and successful a day it turned out to be. I took the S-Bahn north to Baumschulenweg and then west to Schoeneberg station and then walked through the rain a few blocks up Dominicusstrasse to find Aston (#33), one of the brothels that reports called a good value. The entrance was pretty unassuming, a glass door to a hallway and then a couple of flights up; I passed an attractive girl in lingerie and a raincoat talking on her handy before getting to the main door.

The lead-up to my visit didn't prepare me for what I was presented with: the largest and possibly the best brothel lineup of my trip. (If my trip had not been as exploratory, I would have returned to Aston without hesitation the next two days as well.) But right then I had to choose among the seven or eight girls who came in, a nice mix of blondes and brunettes with good bodies. I decided to go for a Latina-looking girl named Patrizia with a huge smile, curly hair, and a figure-hugging slip that showcased how her slender waist flowed into a very curvy ass.

My ethnic sensors must have been off because Patrizia was not Brazilian as I had expected, but Polish. It made no real difference: what really mattered was that Patrizia was one of the friendliest women I have met in this hobby, and completely dedicated to a man's pleasure. At the start we agreed to a very good value package of extras. On top of the good-value 60 Euros for 45 minutes, kissing was 5 Euros and blowjob without condom 5, and cum in mouth 15. There's no better bargain for extras in Berlin than at Aston.

The extras were not just there in name, either a peck on the lips or a quick BJ: Patrizia offered very sensual kissing, and her soft lips were even more pleasurable on my cock with her superb sucking skills. Patrizia moved her tall, slim frame perfectly under me and on top of me, and doing her in doggy offered a fantastic view of, and handhold on, her round, bouncy ass. But hooting my cum into as many female mouths as German law would currently allow was a goal, and Patrizia helped me achieve this with a fine blowjob and oral creampie. If she hadn't told me she was taking the next couple of days off, I bet I would have made it back to Aston to see Patrizia.

[Ibn Buttita]

I never had it so easy to go from one venue to the next in Germany as I did going from Liberty to Caligula: it was just three doors down the block. And rarely did an outing look so grim at the outset and then end up being so much fun. I got past the pat-down by the gruff white-haired bouncer, then paid the unsmiling cashier the 109 Euro entry, and entered a club empty of guests. It was a Wednesday night around 9, so this was not so surprising, and I had wanted to come when it was not busy as I had been to flat rate clubs in NRW where the large number of guests made getting a girl a pain.

More concerning was that the girls were standing and looking bored on a pair of stages, shuffling slightly to the Romanian music playing. And at least at first glance they were not a bunch of lookers. I sat at the bar drinking a coke and eventually walked up to a curvy girl and suggested we go to a room. I had not been sure of the protocol for this but apparently I did the right thing, as she agreed and led me to one of the rooms.

The rooms are really small, maybe 8 feet by 10 feet with a bed platform hemmed in on three sides, a raised shower staff to your left when you enter, and the only open floor space a small square to allow the door to open. They do have full wall mirrors and the ceilings are high enough, so it does not feel too ramped outside of when you are trying to get dressed or squeeze past a girl going in or out of the shower.

Anyway, Natali, a Hungarian, was not especially friendly, just pretty bored as you'the expect of girls who had to stand on a stage in an empty room. With her dress off she wasn't exactly model material, but I decided to make the best of it. She offered me what I came to learn was the standard extra on offer at Caligula, 20 Euros for blowjob without condom. I figured it was fair and that the girls here probably needed it so I said yes. When we got to fucking my dick was not really interested so a few thrusts in missionary was it. I decided to take the opportunity to do a good deed and give Natali a massage. She appreciated this and began to warm up, and things ended up being ok.

Back in the bar, I observed that the place was not as grim as I initially thought. It had a dated, slightly worn thecor, but in a funky, comfortable way, like a neighborhood bar rather than a chain restaurant. It had some character. And I noticed the grls' banter with one another on stage or when they walked to the bar for a drink or to the smoking room for a break. With a couple of guys now at the bar girls would come up to them to flirt, but not aggressively.

Something else that caught my eye was a big (and I mean big) booty Latina-looking girl on the near stage. When I took her to a room I discovered, not shockingly, that she was Romanian. Alina had a wickedly dry, deadpan sense of humor and was lots of fun. When she joined me on the bed after she washed herself I sucked on her tits and then lay her back for some nice licking that got her pussy very wet and drew compliments (she said she normally would charge for it as an extra but not in my case! She returned the favor with a good blowjob, 20 Euros to forget the condom. It was on for missionary as I slid inside Alina, clasped between her meaty thighs and wrapped around her thick body. My hands had as muuch as they could handle when she rode me and I clutched that maximus gluteus. My best memory is of her big, glorious ass in full view as I greedily grabbed handfuls of flesh, pumping her from behind in doggy and cumming hard.

Afterward I relaxed at the bar, I made an abrupt little jump in my bar stool when I felt a bug bit my ear, and slapped at my ear. I was surprised to find that instead of an insect it was a girl who had given me a sneaky static electric shock. We had a laugh over that and I got acquainted with Jessy, but I was not ready to visit a room quite yet as I had just finished with Alina. A while later another girl, whose spunky attitude I had noticed in her playful interaction with her colleagues, came over to flirt with me. I decided to go with Mona but just before we entered the hallway to the bedrooms, I pointed to Jessy and proposed having her join us. Both agreed and we headed to the room.

That was probably my best session of the night. Part of it was that we just clicked, joking around, comparing their mother tongue (Romanian) with other romance languages, with lots of smiles and laughs all around. We also had some good sexual chemistry (it was my only session at Caligula to feature some kissing). Mona gave me a long, superb blow job (ohne gummi at 20 Euros for each as Jessy blew me later) while Jessy straddled my face as I licked her juicy pussy and squeezed her big titties, and Mona then took my dick out of her mouth to ride me. The girls switched to give Jessy a taste of my dick and me a taste of Mona's pussy, and then it was my turn to fuck Jessy. Jessy was squat but busty and curvy, and while Mona had the superior body I actually got more aroused by Jessy's plump squeezability. Getting on top to fuck her felt intimate and I loved boning her in doggy, with Mona caressing me while I watched it all in the wall mirror.

I also loved that I did not feel rushed, and didn't in any of my sessions at Caligula. Although the standard sessions were supposed to be twenty minutes there wasn't any clockwatching and I did not feel a time crunch with any of my sessions at Caligula, surely because there were so few guests. There was a knock on the door at the end of one of them I think, but during cleanup. Maybe I got some bonus time during these sessions.

One girl at Caligula caught my attention all night because she was probably the best looking one there, a slender blonde, whom I also noticed because she had such a grumpy look on her face while "dancing" on stage, and took every opportunity to escape to the smoking room. Still, she was hot so I planned to wait out one of her smoking breaks when the fattest girl in the club approached me. This curly haired blonde (whose name I forgot) came over and rubbed her large ass on my dick as I sat on a barstool. I was polite and chatted with her a bit, but I would not have gone with her in any other setting. However, I had seen her on stage talking with the slender blonde a lot and so figured I'the try to take them both to a room and have her act as a buffer against the other one's hostility.

When I proposed the threesome she agreed, and called the slender blonde (Gabi) over. In the room the fat blonde was the most active, sucking me off (20 Euro BBBJ fee) while Gabi lay there aloof, though sexy. After some doggy she rode me while Gabi sat on my face, and then it was Gabi's turn to suck my dick and get boned. It wasn't nearly as good as the earlier threesome, but I think the rapport between the two Romanian friends made it better than a session with either one of them on their own.

There was one more girl who interested me at Caligula, an attractive brunette wearing some of the tightest jean shorts I had ever seen, with a sexy white top. Unfortunately, I got concerned about catching the you-Bahn before the system closed. I probably jumped the gun and should have tried to squeeze in a session with her, but I can't say I didn't get my money's worth at Caligula.

I had gone in not knowing what to expect, but I had a lot of fun at Caligula. Despite the connotations of the name it's got a kind of homey, comfortable atmosphere. The contrast with Airport Girls, which I visited on my last day in Berlin, was stark. There was no rush here like there was at Airport, and the interactions with the girls were far more positive.

[Ibn Buttita]

With my visit to Annie Porsche not turning out to be an extended one, my schedule opened up to allow another brothel visit as well as the chance to check out Caligula flat rate club. With Liberty just down the street from Caligula, it was a natural choice. Liberty had been reported on the forum and Rockitreports as a good value brothel less pricey than places like Kamilla La Dee or Royal but nevertheless with good offerings.

I got there via you-Bahn to Nollendorfplatz and then a ten minute walk through one of Berlin's gay neighborhoods mongering in Berlin like few other places allows for some fine city exploration. As my research had indicated, I spotted Caligula on the same street and a few doors down Liberty (the weird Berlin Street numbering system did mess with my mind briefly, not helped by the wind-blown rain in my face). On first look things were not promising as Liberty's building entrance sits right next to a gay sex shop making me wonder if I was in the right place. The doorbell label convinced me and I was buzzed up.

For a dull modern exterior Liberty was rather plush inside, and I quickly made myself comfortable in the warm waiting room, happy to be in out of the cold. Only three girls were ushered in to see me (it was around 8 PM, near the end of the day for the place), and it was an easy choice as one of them was a black woman, my first chance on a brothel visit this trip.

As her name suggested Alejandra was Latina but not Cuban or Brazilian as I guessed, but from Cali Colombia. As the home of the Cola Major great ass contest Alejandra honored her hometown. And while not beautiful facially and probably in her late 20's or 30's, a tall girl with a fine ass and big tits (man-made) was someone I appreciated. I paid her the 80 Euros for 45 minutes, plus an extra 20 for blowjob without condom. Kissing was another 20 but I declined, burned by the Sexy Candyshop girl the night before.

After cleaning up in what could be the biggest, most luxurious bathroom I have ever seen, I returned to the room and Alejandra and I chatted in Spanish a little. She soon had me on my back with my dick in her mouth, and at the barest guidance from me she pivoted and positioned her meaty pussy lips right over my mouth. The pleasure of her lips and tongue on my cock and mine buried in her pussy was enhanced by the view I had looking up at the ceiling mirror, which revealed the top of my ivory face peeking out from under her glorious ebony buns, which I clutched and squeezed to the cadence of her / my oral rhythms, occasionally reaching down to grab a big breast.

We flipped so I fucked her from above for a bit, but it was much more fun when I got Alejandra from behind, grabbing her firm, round butt cheeks and jackhammering my dick into her puss. The sheen of perspiration glistened on her beautiful brown back, the strength of her body apparent. I was on the receiving end of that when I got back on my back and she mounted me, squatting on my cock and bounding up and down. I alternated my hands between her ass cheeks and her big round tits, but eventually grabbed her ass for dear life, not sure if I was jostling her up and down or if my hands were just along for the ride, as she rode me to a hard cum.

Beyond the sex, the service Alejandra provided was appreciated. She was not a smiley kind of friendly, but I felt she was looking after me, as when she alerted me to take my pants with wallet into the bathroom when I went to shower. Liberty did match what I had read about it, and as another bonus I got my black and Latina fixes together in one package.

[Ibn Buttita]

Most of my second day was occupied by work meetings, so the start of my mongering day came in the late afternoon, amid some lousy weather including heavy rain. Fortunately, the end point of my you-Bahn journey was Annie Porsche, getting out at the Gneisenaustrasse station and simply crossing the street to get to the place.

Only slightly wet, I got buzzed into the heavy door of the old, graffiti covered building entrance and from the passage up a flight of stairs to the right to the apartment, arriving around 6 PM. The atmosphere here appealed a lot more than at Erlebniswohnung, much cozier with subdued light, especially in the main fun room. They manage to do a lot with limited space here, but it would be nice if they could squeeze in some more shower facilities, since there's basically a single stall available, and more in the way of locker space, with that narrow hallway getting jammed up a lot. The food available at least gave you something to much on, and the candy was a nice touch.

My view of the main bedroom from the hallway window made me eager to join, since the girls looked great. One was a slender, very porn-star looking blonde, accompanied by a cute, petite brunette. There were only about five or six guys in the room when I got there, with two lying down getting a lot of individual attention from the girls, the others sitting on the bed touching the ladies or watching from seats in the room.

I was of two minds about the situation; at this time and later the girls gave a lot of focus to one guy at a time, in contrast to Erlebniswohnung. In theory, that's just how I like it, but the drawback is that despite the low numbers I didn't get together with those two very good looking girls. Part of it was not being assertive enough, I suppose.

Not long after I arrived the blond girl left and was replaced by a slim black girl. Mariana turned out to be from Salvador, Brazil, and in keeping with my keenness for black girls I made her acquaintance quickly. So did another guest, and the quality of the uncovered blow job I was getting from Mariana as limited by the hard doggystyle pounding she was receiving. I decided to take a food break and when returned a little while later was able to get a more focused blowjob and then a fuck in missionary and doggy, Mariana vocal throughout.

Guests left and guests arrived, and the numbers grew. Getting together with the cute brunette looked increasingly unlikely, so by 7:30 PM or so I decided to try my luck elsewhere. As I was cleaning up another girl arrived, short and chubby, so while she had a girl next door quality to her I was not missing out on too much. Overall I preferred the vibe at Annie Porsche to Erlebniswohnung, but despite my enthusiasm for the concept in practice the party scene (in the absence of numbers near parity like Lady Marmalade / Phoenix in London) just doesn't work out for me.

[Ibn Buttita]

Looking for a way to end my first night on a satisfying note, I headed on foot from Erlebniswohnung in the direction of a couple of places I had read about in nearby Lankwitz. Heading west on Lankwitzerstr. , which becomes Kamenzer Damm, after a 10 minute walk or so I reached Sexy Candyshop. Unlike so many of the other places I would visit on the trip it was not set in a residential or commercial neighborhood, but on a semi-industrial stretch of lonely roadway (the kind of location you might find an FKK), a free-standing building well-marked with a big, red-lit sign. No discreet doorbell codes, like at KLD, here!

Besides the location I had picked Sexy Candyshop because it was one of the late-night options my research had turned up. So many brothels close by 10 PM or so, and late night options seem more the exception than the rule. I did wonder how active the place would be at night, but happily when I was buzzed in and shown to a room for a lineup, at least six girls presented themselves. Unexpectedly, it was a pretty strong selection. Not at the caliber of the Royal lineup I had seen earlier that day, but I was pleased and had a bit of a challenge making a choice. (In another surprise, the room and overall level of facilities was good, which I had not expected since the place's website had given off a kind of low-budget vibe).

I went with a Latina-looking (and sounding, name-wise) girl named Selena, who turned out to be from Bulgaria. I paid her the 60 Euros for the half hour, and agreed to 20 more for kissing and 20 more for BBBJ. The kissing barely materialized, beyond a few pecks on the lips, making this the worst-value extra of the whole trip. I did get a BBBJ and licked her pussy in return, and we had some nice fucking with a prone doggy finish, If I recall. I liked Selena's big tits and curvy body, though those were by-products to some extent of her being heavy-set. She was very smiley and friendly, so she ticked some boxes for me, but I had been hoping for more passion at the end of my first day.

[MarkBrookes]

Australian girl Eliza at KD is highly recommended: http://www.kamilla-dee.com/1-sexy_girls/eliza.htm.

Lots of fun with those big natural tits. Only downside was that she wanted extra for COB, so after some very hot Spanish action I shot my load in doggie. She gets very wet when fingered and DATY. Easy to talk to, she's into the Berlin sex scene (Kit Kat etc) and techno, a great and passionate kisser.

Standard prize 80 euro for 30 minutes. Will repeat if I get the chance.

Thinking of visiting KD. Will be my first time doing anything like this, obviously bit nervous and unsure, so want to do it 'right'. I tried to inquire about an appointment with Eliza but not had a reply to my e-mail.

I know these women have lives and stuff and you can't 100% guarantee an appointment, but I'm just wondering whether KD will ever call a girl and say 'a guy would like to see you on X day, can you do it? At least give her the chance to consider it. Is that not how it works?

[Ibn Buttita]

With several sex parties and flat rate clubs on my agenda for this trip the goal being to check them out before possible changes after the new law launches in July, I had to decide how to parcel them out. I decided to try Erlebniswohnung this night, and Annie Porsche the next, to avoid what I suspected might be bigger crowds closer to the weekend. Getting to Erlebniswohnung by S-Bahn (Bundesplatz to Tempelhof) and then you-Bahn to Alt-Mariendorf was easy, and the walk from the end station not too far in the night's cold temperatures. The Forum tip that the club is in a building right next to a McDonald's was a big help on a day I began to discover the whims of Berlin's street address numbering system.

With the downstairs door open I walked up and a young Middle-Eastern guy opened the door of the flat for me, giving me a friendly welcome and taking my 50 Euros (Not 59, I guess they got tired of giving out change). It was around 8 PM and once I got undressed down to my towel and into the dining hallway I notice that there were about a dozen guys there, watching football, eating, drinking and otherwise whiling away the time period between sessions. As I finished my own coffee and a snack the action began, with two girls offering service in two of the adjoining rooms.

It's funny, I love public FKK kino sex with spectators, as well as a setting like London's Lady Marmalade / Phoenix sex parties, and can perform fine in those settings, but my mojo is off in a gangbang setting. So I stayed on the sidelines, sitting in a chair against one of the walls, trying to get into the spirit of things (ok, I admit it, trying to get hard) while watching one of the girls fuck and suck off four guys. My arousal situation was not helped by the fact that she was kind of a plain Jane, with a decent enough body but not someone who could compete with the porn playing on the screen in the room. In contrast, the girl in the next room was rather hot, also wearing a plaid schoolgirl skirt but in her case visually slutty and sexy enough to fulfill a jail-bait fantasy. Alas, it was hard enough to even see her, she was surrounded by such a large crowd.

I got closer to the action, but felt a little like the little piglet squeezed out from the mama sow by his sucking siblings. When I eventually got in there, on my knees to get an uncovered blowjob from the woman at the center of the action while she got pounded hard in doggy. But with her focus understandably shifting elsewhere, she ended up giving me rough hand action that I blame for a bit of cock bruising I had to deal with for the next day or so.

After getting some more refreshments during the next break, I joined one of the party rooms to see the new woman on hand, chubby but with the big tits that come along with that. I took my time before getting into the action, but had to admit that the blonde threesome porn on the screen in this room was more enticing than the play on the bed. It actually was entertaining to see one wiry guy wildly pound all the ladies like a jackhammer, at this time the heavy set one and then the one who had sucked / bruised me. The day's theme shown on the website made it sound like there would be more girls than I encountered. Having been to a Saskia Farrell party where there were four girls at a time in action, I was a little disappointed by this; Annie Porsche proved better the next night, in terms of number and quality. By now it was a bit after 10 PM and so I figured I didn't figure to get much more out of this event, so I got cleaned up (limited shower space! Dressed, and left, off to one of the nearby bordellos in the neighborhood to finish the night.

[Ibn Buttita]

I planned a lot for this trip, but my first day developed without an overall plan going in. My flight into Berlin-Schoenefeld arrived at 2 PM, and my plan was to get to my hotel in the Friedrichsrain-Warschauer Street area, drop off my bags, and get to a work function. It was postponed so I had the afternoon free as of 4 PM. I consulted the schedule of girls on duty at Kamilla La Dee and noticed that three I had interest in were scheduled: Italian Ilza and French Juliette, and Australian Eliza, so I decided to head there first. Getting to the Blisstrasse location was easy enough, a few minutes walk from the you-Bahn station of that name. The building was nondescript but easy to find (it is right next to an Asian restaurant at an intersection), and I was happy I had taken note of the "Text und Form" doorbell label mentioned on their website.

I was buzzed in and shown into the first floor facility by a very friendly middle-aged madam. She asked me if I had an appointment or if I wanted to see the girls available, and when I chose the latter she had me wait in a room for them to come it was my first bordello procession of the trip which was exciting. In they came, first Sarah, then Chiara, and then a third girl. Both Sara and Chiara looked better than their photo on Kamilla La Dee's website, but Chiara and the third were in street clothes and Sarah in a bathrobe; I guess at about 6 PM I was coming at the start of a shift.

My mind was rather set on the girls I had ranked as top choices from their site, so I asked the madam if any would be available soon. She was incredible helpful, one of the nicest madams I encountered on the trip even though we communicated only in German. She left the room to consult the schedule and came back with a slip of paper with the hours when Eliza would be available. I asked again about Ilza, mentioning she was from Italy, and the madam then seemed to realize who I meant and went out again to check (I doubt many madams would go through the trouble). When she returned she told me that Ilza had just had a client cancel his appointment and so was now available. Thrilled, I asked to see her and sat down to wait.

When Ilza entered my jaw dropped. Here was possibly the most perfect woman I had ever seen, clad in dark bustier and panties, in a slinky robe and high heels. Ilza's KLD website photos had wowed me, depicting her as the big-breasted brunette girl next door. Here in person, she glowed with a sexy sophistication I had rarely encountered. This was the kind of woman you would see on the arm of a high roller at a banquet, an awards event, an exclusive club.

Ilza greeted me with a lovely smile and perfect English, tinted ever so slightly with a Continental flavor. I paid her the house's share of the fee (the total was to be 120 Euros for 45 minutes), and after stepping out for a bit she led me upstairs to a room with tasteful Moroccan thecor. Through all our interactions Ilza displayed a knack for conversation, tinted with wit, and a general sense of mission to pamper her gentleman: very Geisha in spirit.

Once I returned to the room after taking a shower I lay on the bed to see how Ilza would start things. If I thought Ilza looked amazing in her bustier, it got only better as she unbuttoned it down the front, dropping it to reveal perfect, pendulous breasts (three of my favorite words in the English language), with nipples made for lots of attention from lips. That's just what I gave them as Ilza lay down on the bed. I had known from our initial conversation that this would not be a session marked by unbridled passion, since she had indicated that kissing was unlikely to be available even at extra cost. So I spent a good amount of my early attention to Ilza fondling and kissing her breasts, sucking those lovely nipples.

She returned the favor with fine touching of her own and nice kisses on my body. When she pulled her lacy panties off I caressed her pussy, but no fingers were to go inside; I actually can't remember if I licked Ilza's pussy, which does say something about the nature of the session: I was in the presence of great beauty, but like a work of art I had to appreciate the experience, to some extent, from a distance.

One area where barriers fell away was with Ilza's blowjob. We negotiated an extra 30 Euros (down from the original ask of 40, paid on the spot before lips touched dick) for sucking without a condom. It was very much worth it as Ilza's skills were excellent, with some deep-throating and eye contact that got my heart racing, accentuated by fine views in the mirrors on the wall.

The sexy looks Ilza gave me continued as I lay her on her back to penetrate her, with condom, in missionary. She looked amazing but it got even better when she got on top to ride me. Looking up at those fantastic bouncing breasts, holding them, was memory-making, whether from my POV or by watching her move on me in the mirror as I shot my first load of the trip. Breathtaking, stunning those are the kinds of words that apply, and offer a measure of compensation that the session was a bit more restrained than others I had later in the trip.

As at the start of the session I was shown to the bathroom down the hallway and not rushed through washing up and getting dressed, a nice feature of just about all the bordellos I visited in Berlin. We had a friendly chat as I was getting ready and as Ilza showed me out, this young woman a model of elegant, refined service throughout our time together. Leaving Kamilla La Dee I discovered another nice thing about the place, the fact that around the block on Hildegard Street there are a couple of nice looking restaurants, one Italian and one German (which I tried and discovered to have tasty food and generous portions). Sustenance for the hungry monger!

Another advantage is that Royal is within walking distance, a few blocks east down Hildegard Street and then south a couple of blocks to Bundesplatz. Royal truly lives up to its name, occupying a lavish flat in a stately old apartment building. Once buzzed in through the large doors I headed up a flight of stairs and was shown to a room by the stocky madam. She was a real contrast with the warm, friendly madam at Kamilla La Dee, so I was happy to sit back in a comfortable chair and observe the parade of girls entering to greet me.

The lineup did look pretty good, but I came to Royal with expectations, namely to get together with one of the several gorgeous black girls I had seen on their website. None were in evidence this evening, and while attractive none of the ones I saw really stood out (a number of Romanian gazelle-types I expected to see at Artemis later in my trip), so for the only time on my Berlin trip I left a venue without having a session. The madam did not seem thrilled about this.

[Ibn Buttita]

In late February I spent five days in Berlin, a return after a couple of years but with a much more ambitious agenda than I had on my previous two trips, visits that had just included Artemis and one or two brothels. This time I really wanted to sample the range of what Berlin has to offer, which it a lot, and doing that posed a challenge because of the embarrassment of mongering riches available. My goals were to try a number of brothels, try some flat-rate clubs and sex / gangbang parties (especially before any July changes), and of course to get back to Artemis.

The southern stretch of Berlin's ring Bahn rail line (S41-S42) is the monger's highway. From Westkreuz station at one end (where Artemis is located) to Sonnenallee, just about each major stop has one or more brothels nearby, or has a crossing UBahn or S-Bahn line that in a few stops will take you to a station with nearby venues. Besides Airport Girls flat rate club near Schoenfeld airport, I stuck to this transport zone. There are some venues on the north side of the city, or further out on some of the rail lines, but they seem to be less prominent places so given my time constraints I couldn't search them out. I couldn't even come close to hitting the majority of the places listed on a website like Berlinintim, so for example in a rich mongering ground like Neukoln I got to only one brothel.

To summarize the kinds of places I visited:

FKK: Loved Artemis as usual.

Flat rate clubs: Caligula exceeded expectations, Airport Girls the opposite.

Contact club: Carena Girls was a place for which I had a range of possible scenarios, and in the end was a fun venture.

Group Sex / Gangbang Parties: Erlebniswohnung and Annie Porsche were places I was happy to finally get to, and l liked their operations, but despite my inclinations in practice they were not really my thing.

Brothels / Bordellos: Kamilla La Dee, Royal (only place I did not take a girl), Salon Prestige, Salon Delux, Gina's Tango Rosa, Liberty, Aston, Stella, Sexy Candyshop.

While I'll go into detail of my visits to these places in my reports, I want to give a bit of an overview and observations on the brothel / bordello scene. In terms of price, I noticed three main price categories: High end like Kamilla, Royal (presumably Van Kampen too, which I did not visit), the majority in the middle with base prices were 50 or 60 Euros for 30 minutes, 80 Euros for 45 minutes and 100 Euros for an hour, and the best value places Aston and Stella which charged 60 Euros for 45 minutes, 90 for the hour, with by far the best deals on extras.

The extras are where the brothels / bordellos really vary widely, without a lot of rhyme or reason. At Kamilla La Dee the already high prices came with the highest price I paid for an extra (30 Euros for blowjob without condom), but I don't know if this varies according to the girls there. At the rest of the places, extras could cost anywhere from 20 Euros (for kissing or blowjob without condom or cum in mouth), down to as low as 5 Euros for kissing and BBBJ (15 CIM) at Aston and Stella. And again, except for the really high BBBJ cost I paid at Kamilla La Dee, there does not seem to be any rationale behind this, certainly not by location: at fairly isolated Sexy Candyshop extras were 20 each for kissing and BBBJ while at Salon Delux just off elite Kurfuerstendamm, I spent 20 total for kissing and an uncovered blowjob. The problem is that the base prices are shown on these brothels' websites, but generally not the extras, so you don't know until you show up. Which is why we need more ISG reports on the Berlin brothels which are generally lacking, despite the attempt at the separate threads that Bobo. FR began, which seem to have dried up (without a search you can't even find a link to them on the forum).

Apart from the prices, there was a generally high standard of women at the bordellos; I think anyone I went with could have slotted in at any of the others. And the facilities at the brothels were uniformly high quality; whatever the location or building exterior, the rooms offered me comfort and some sort of perks (mirrors, decor) to enhance my experience. I would argue that Berlin can hold its own with anywhere else in the bordello department.

In short, here are the basic extras rundown of the places I visited (from what I remember):

Stella: Kiss 5, BBBJ 5, CIM 15.

Aston: Kiss 5, BBBJ 5, CIM 15.

Salon Delux: Kiss 10, BBBJ 10, CIM 25.

Liberty: Kiss 20, BBBJ 20, CIM?

Sexy Candyshop: Kiss 20, BBBJ 20, CIM 20.

Salon Prestige: Kiss 20, BBBJ 20, CIM 20.

Gina's Tango Rosa: Kiss 20, BBBJ 20, CIM?

Kamilla La Dee: Kiss NA, BBBJ 30, CIM?

[AntonioMontana]

Hi, how do one know which clubs these are? I e the one holding themselves with house girls? Can't remember having seen "bragging" about this in adds and like.

Wbr you.

It will most likely never been advertised (at least for classical swinger clubs). So E. G. Insomnia Thursdays has house girls and it is more or less known. However I cannot remember that it is somewhere advertised. On Insomnia page for the Thursday parties it says the "Club der Nymphomaninnen" (club of nymphomaniac women) will be there. So one could guess this is a hidden hint for house girls. But it does not need to be. Also in the text below they explicitly write that just because you are paying does not mean that you can fuck every girl you see. So they specifically point it out that you cannot expect to definitely get a sure shot ("Dies bedeutet jedoch keine Sexgarantie. Wer in einen Swingerclub geht, muss damit entspannt leben knnen, nicht berall mitspielen und nicht alles was er sieht, vgeln zu knnen. ".

[Uggabugga]

Excellent report and very valid points from Myrrh.

My best advice for single men is to refuse to visit swinger clubs that do not have house ladies. That way the owner of the clubs have to make sure everybody gets somethings worth for their money. Clubs that do not care for those guests that's actually are paying for the whole club to keep working, should be shut down by refusing them your money.

Best of Luck, JD.

Hi, how do one know which clubs these are? I e the one holding themselves with house girls? Can't remember having seen "bragging" about this in adds and like.

Wbr you.

[Wild Man]

Well, I recently spent a week in Berlin. I had been looking forward to this trip for a long time, but unfortunately I came down with some kind of flu and was out of commission for most of the time. But I did squeeze in a visit to the EW, though. I am sorry to say blowjobs are almost all covered. Mustafa told me that as of this summer with the new law going into effect BJs would all be covered. So we will see how things work out in the future. The girls were OK but no bukkake or anything like that. Everyone just humped along merrily. .

Does this indicate that ERW and other such clubs will still be around after June 30th, I sincerely hope so but AFAIK gangbang clubs as we have known them are finished!