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Since the first East Asian entered a FKK Club they have been easy prey for Eastern European girls. LOL. I remember Bianca at Oase carrying small Japanese guys around the club and taking 5 of them to the room, one after the other, in under 70 minutes.
And I remember Polish Cindy at Palace in 2005 finishing 4 or 5 Turkish fellows within an hour.
HB.
I loved the dancing midweek at samya before. With all this talk of dancing and nakedness and homely atmosphere I am now considering substituting a Friday or Saturday at oase or sharks to visit mainhatten. My main question is do you all think I would find girls of equal beauty / sexiness at the smaller mainhatten as compared to oase / sharks? Departing vienna Wednesday. Thanks sv.
[QUOTE=StarletVoyager;1571181] My main question is do you all think I would find girls of equal beauty / sexiness at the smaller Mainhatten as compared to oase / sharks? Departing vienna Wednesday. Thanks sv.[/QUOTE]Sure. Mainhatten line-up is decent. Definitely much less girls as in Oase or Sharks but level is about the same. This is no 100% confidence that you will see lots of dancing in Mainhatten. It depends of girls mood. At my experience Fridays in Mainhatten more wild than Saturdays.
[QUOTE=StarletVoyager;1571181]I loved the dancing midweek at samya before. [/QUOTE]If you enjoyed Samya try Mondial any night after 10 pm. It's Samya on steroids.
Try Mainhattan there are thin petite cute girls there like Sara (if she's still there). Mainhattan does have some girls who could lose a few pounds but so does every other club imo.
[QUOTE=SoloTraveler;1570937]Among Hessen big 5, if you have happened to have an East-Asian look, you will probably be harass by the girls very frequently no matter which club you are at.
The working girls see East Asians as the prime target to rip off or to earn easy money.
So, if you are from East Asia (Japan, China, etc) or you look like an East Asian, you really have to be more careful and more alerted. As I said before, even the receptionist at Oase will try to "forget to give your change back to you after you pay the entrance fee"...[/QUOTE]Here are some tips for East Asian looking men who want to avoid those things.
- Speak good English and tell that you are American.
- Say you live in Germany and it is not your first time.
- Look manly for gods sake. Short hair and some muscle always work.
- Go flat out. If you want something, ask for it. Stop whining afterwards without checking beforehand.
- Speak German to German speaking girls.
I for one have East Asian look but rarely have problems with rip-off trying from girls. Sometimes of course I do encounter some sharks or stupid girls but they are here and there all the time in any clubs or any occasions. Besides, I do not expect good behaviors from those Easter European girls who mostly do not have proper education. That is why it is important to talk to them first to see their intellectual level. My experiences tell that the smarter they are, the less likely to give bad service.
[QUOTE=StarletVoyager;1571181]I loved the dancing midweek at samya before. With all this talk of dancing and nakedness and homely atmosphere I am now considering substituting a Friday or Saturday at oase or sharks to visit mainhatten. My main question is do you all think I would find girls of equal beauty / sexiness at the smaller mainhatten as compared to oase / sharks? Departing vienna Wednesday. Thanks sv.[/QUOTE]It depends on your taste. I like slim girls with no flab and no sillies. At Mainhatten I struggled to find many to my particular spec. If you don't require so slim, should be fine. At Oase plenty of good lookers but service levels of newer girls a bit suspect and too much upsell. Sharks is going to win for me, as a regular it helps a lot that I have a clue which are likely to be the better girls. Today I go to World which may be difficult with most of my regulars missing.
[QUOTE=Bloss;1571211]Here are some tips for East Asian looking men who want to avoid those things.
- Speak good English and tell that you are American.
- Say you live in Germany and it is not your first time.
- Look manly for gods sake. Short hair and some muscle always work.
- Go flat out. If you want something, ask for it. Stop whining afterwards without checking beforehand.
- Speak German to German speaking girls.
[/QUOTE]LOL, at least four of your bullet points are not achievable without some investment in time (learning English, learning German, gaining muscle). Your English appears to be good, you are probably an American, and thus you would have no problem following your own advice because you can sell it to the girl. For others, it isn't as realistic.
The pre-zimmer talk can sometimes be as little as 1-2 minutes. So it's important to drop subtle and not-so subtle hints immediately. You generally want to establish that you are financially successful but are still adamant about value (bang-for-your buck so to speak). As you stated, it is also good to establish that you not a potential push-over. Here is a lie that could work for even a FKK virgin that would satisfy all three of the above criteria. Complain about how you were a customer of Mainhattan for 3-4 years, regularly replenished / renewed your VIP card with more entries, but during your last visit the front desk took the girl's side when you were cheated on zimmer time (Stole this from non-Asian Breadman). Other non-subtle hints, might be complaining about how your airline screwed up the frequent flier miles and you had to ask to speak with their "manager". The other important thing is to speak slow and maybe end every other sentence with "do you agree? "what do you think? "you understand? Because not all the Romanian girls can understand you if you speak with too many English idioms, slang, or speak too fast. For instance, they probably would not know what "bang for the buck" means.
Use time to your advantage--if you have it. My advice is to go at non-peak times. If there is a target you are interested in, ask for their name. When they ask if you want to go to the room, say "maybe later" then walk away. But now you know her name. And now you can ask other guests if they have any knowledge about her service levels. You can also sit by the money lockers and watch the body language of the customer as he is paying your potential target. Then you can strike up a conversation with this male guest later. The East Asian customers seem to always go for the thin-blonde model types with more German features. Don't have much advice if you are adamant about that flavor. Because the girl, knows that the customer is over-eager and she can use that to her advantage.
Hi,
I have not been to FKK Sharks, but I made a list of those who were sharks at FKK Oase and FKK Artemis based on the reviews on the boards. I then memorized it. It took me a couple of days but it was really worth it. With this information I was able to avoid being sharked, except once but that was by someone who was not on the list. In addition, I found that being friendly to the girls, and treating them like your GF in the room helped a lot. I am a Canadian with Latin looks who is sometimes mistaken for Arab.
Hope this helps!
I made a pair of trips to Sharks the other week, a return after a few years away, with both visits slotted into long layovers between flights. The Wednesday before last I took the 8 Euro airliner bus to Darmstadt. There may be closer clubs with connections by train, but I rate this the easiest way to get from the airport to an area FKK by public transportation, especially when one is lugging a carry-on bag, even with the ten minute taxi ride from the Hauptbahnhof to Sharks.
I got in exactly at the 11 AM opening time, and as expected at this early hour midweek the lineup was pretty thin (I probably would have gone to Mainhattan had it not been Dessous Tag there). Crossing the main room I politely declined the advances of the huge-assed blonde MILF, and took up a vantage point in a lounger upstairs to survey the club. Little effort was needed on my part, as wild-haired Macedonian brunette Mariah came upstairs and sat next to me. A nice round ass and some wet-kiss marketing had me taking her to one of the cave rooms. The kissing pretty much dried up in the room, but I didn't mind as she launched into a rather good blowjob. I was enjoying myself so let her go at it for a while, but apparently she viewed it as a prelude to CIM rather than a warmup for sex. She got upset when I insisted on fucking her, and of course at that point she blew (no pun intended) any chance of me making a later deposit in her mouth.
As per my usual preference when available at FKKs, I was keenly on the lookout for Latinas and black girls as I wandered the club after some lunch. I spied Cuban Josie sitting relaxed at the bar, and when she gave me a warm smile I joined her. For a while we conversed in the Span-ger-lish I reserve for FKK visits (she spoke fluent English, I just like to exercise seldom used language "skills" Josie was probably into her 30's, but I knew what a seasoned Latina could have in store for me in the room; a brief blow job on a couch near the stairs confirmed that. For the next hour we mixed passionate kissing, sensual fucking, and talk about her mother's home-cooking back on Cuba's north coast.
The selection of blondes became increasingly impressive as the afternoon progressed; the problem was how to choose. I decided against the slimmer girls (I couldn't place anyone I saw as the famous Cindy), and went instead for a girl who was a clone of Marcia of 1970's Brady Bunch television sitcom fame. This had the makings of fulfilling a long-standing schoolboy fantasy of mine, but alas that fantasy beats the reality of the session I had. 22 year old Denise from Romania (Constanta) was as cute and sweet as could be, but was just too much of a starfish in the room. Gazing into her angelic face as I fucked her in missionary was pleasant, but didn't make the session much less dull.
Optics led me to my last session, with 21-year old Nicole of Bulgaria, a tall girl with light brown hair, flawless tanned skin, and a fine, pert ass. I had let her get away once already that day, not leaping at an opening, but grabbed her for my last session of the afternoon. In contrast to my previous session, the sweet Nicole I chatted with on the couch turned out to be a real vixen in the room, shooting me pornstar glances over her shoulder as I did her in doggy. Her blowjob technique and associated expressions and eye contact were also worthy of a skin flick, an unexpected bonus to end the day.
Getting away was harder than getting off on this day. I probably should have left more time to get a taxi to the airliner bus, but the desk woman (otherwise very nice and fluent in English) resisted calling me a cab before I showered, so I got all cleaned up and dressed and then had to sit at reception for ten minutes waiting for a cab to finally arrive. That delay meant I missed the bus and required a 50 Euro taxi ride to the airport, but that was a minor glitch on an otherwise fun day. Knowing I had another layover the following Sunday, I spent the next few days mulling a return visit.
Sharks apparently was popular with ISG scribes last Sunday, myself included as I made my second layover visit in five days. I arrived at noon in time for the discounted 40 Euros entry, which was effective in bringing in the guests, but even so the place wasn't too full until later in the afternoon. While not at thin as Wednesday early on, the lineup took some time to build up.
I had couple of cuties in my sights early on, a pair of girls sharing an early cigarette break. One I had seen on my last visit: tall brunette Jessica, her tanned body and curvy ass appealed, but the real hook was her cute face all nerdy in black rimmed glasses and a little gap between her two front teeth. Her friend Mara was a blonde porcelain-skinned spinner with curly golden locks. I wandered over and did the sales job for them, proposing a threesome. They said they were best friends from Moldavia, and whether that was true or not I bought the BFF claim, which could mean good teamwork to my benefit.
They turned out to be well-coordinated, with blonde Mara lying on the bed to suck my cock as I stroked her pussy, while I deep-kissed Jessica, the two then switching roles. It's hard to say which was hotter, seeing this tiny blonde sucking me with her lithe body stretched out, or watching a girl in geeky glasses with her lips around my dick. These hot blowjobs had me soon pulling Mara over to sit on my face as Jessica proactively hopped on to ride me. The switch was on again with me eating out Jessica's box with Mara getting on to ride me in cowgirl. I could not resist the view, the mirrors of the Spiegel room allowing me to view this combination from a dozen angles. The sight of blonde Mara's tiny, tight, lily white ass bouncing on my cock was too much to resist and got me to cum hard. It turned out that between the hot scenes and this being my first session of the day, we were through at little more than the fifteen minute mark, but I didn't really mind.
As I was recovering from Jessica and Mara, I noticed a girl being given a tour of the club by a staff member. Clearly her first day at Sharks, it was equally clear that she was not new to the business. My eyes were torn on how to take her in, distracted up top by curly blonde hair and melon-shaped breasts, from below by her oh-so-curvy ass highlighted by a chain around her hips. While she sat down to a bit inside the dining area I stepped outside for lunch in the gorgeous sunshine of the garden, having placed her square at the top of my to-do list, since I had a feeling she was Latina.
After eating, to my surprise I saw her sitting alone at the bar; I couldn't believe she was available. My Spanish greeting proved appropriate as I learned that Helen hailed from Cali, Colombia, though she had lived in Germany for several years. Our chat on a couch did not last long, as both of us were eager to get into a room. We selected a good one, the one with the Kama Sutra theme, the over-the-top wall paintings and oriental decor the perfect match for Helen's blatant sexuality. She proposed an hour together, which usually puts me off but in this case was part of my plan all along. A suggested massage is also often a bad sign, a time wasting tactic, but my wariness evaporated when Helen drizzled baby oil on her round tits and erect nipples and began rubbing them on my chest.
Helen's remark that she had not had sex in ten days had me diving for her pussy. Looking up between her breasts at her face displaying increasing arousal, I put my tongue to work on her pussy lips and clit, and my forefinger drilled its way into her asshole. This all eventually elicited from her a violent shudder and a loud cry. I think I was as satisfied by this as Helen, who smilingly expressed gratitude for getting her to "leche" for the first time in over a week. She returned my oral favors before we got on to some fucking, erotic as only a Latina can provide. This session with Helen could only be complete with a doggy-style finish; I'm not one to let an ass like hers go to waste. I practically drooled looking down as I clutched those ass cheeks and pumped away, and came powerfully after I pushed her prone, egged on by Helen's cries for my own leche.
A long recovery was in store after that, accomplished with a sauna and a soak in the upstairs middle whirlpool (the other one occuppied by a deep-kissing couple). The central jacuzzi perched on the edge of the upper level is ideal for spying the girls circulating in the bar area below, and at one point I noticed a pale readhead discard her towel and sit down at the bar. My curiosity was piqued, and I happily observed her head upstairs toward the wellness area and then in my direction. On her return circuit past me she returned my smile with one of her own, but just walked on by, back to the bar. This intrigued me, not least for the lack of sharkiness when she had a clear opening. Whether it was part of a "hard to get" playbook on her part or not, this hooked me and I was compelled to dry off and approach her down at the bar.
Everything about her fascinated me, starting with her name: Sky. She said she chose it because there were so few pseudonyms available, telling me that the club maintained a book with all the names used by girls who had worked there, which were not to be repeated. To my eyes Sky was a young Christina Hendricks (of TV's Mad Man fame), with pale white skin, red hair, and ultra-feminine curves, made more exotic by false eyelashes. Her skin was adorned with a variety of pictoral and symbolic tattoos, her nipples pierced, and her punk look topped off with an upper lip stud and nose ring. Then there was her accent: alluringly British, the result of her mixed English-German parentage (she was a native of northwest Germany, choosing Sharks over clubs further north due to Frankfurt's distance from home).
We began a session with my expectations low: I was already gratified by the prospect of getting together with a girl with these looks and this style so foreign from my workaday life. While they aroused me I was a bit intimidated by all the tats and piercings, and her apparent (and unexpected) shyness had me starting gingerly kissing her shoulders, neck, and breasts, roaming my tongue around her nipple bars. She later explained that she was not shy but just reserved in approaching men at the club, and that she was getting by on four hours of sleep the night before.
Things soon warmed up, as my tongue got acquainted with a pierced clit, surprisingly, a first for me (or at least as I could remember). A new challenge like this can be invigorating, and my experimentation paid off as far as Sky's heavy breathing and sopping wet pussy indicated. She reciprocated with a magnificent blow job. We positioned ourselves into missionary, with my dick hovering over that wet pussy as she stroked my rod but made no move to retrieve a condom; I love this fantasy moment evoking civilian sex, the anticipation and confusion about whether a bareback entry will occur. The tease elevated the sexual tension as I looked over again and again to her purse, which Sky eventually opened to fetch the rubber.
The penetration and slow, rhythmic fucking that followed is some of the best I can remember, Sky's heavy breathing and dreamy but aroused facial expressions etched on my mind. Fucking her pussy from behind offered a wonderful view of her creamy ass, and the indigo of her tattoos and the flaming red of her hair set off against the pale white of her back. She lay flat as I kissed her cheek and exploded with pleasure, one of the more intimate FKK climaxes I've had.
An hour up, I suggested we spend more time together, allowing for pillow talk (mostly about her tattoos and piercings) and a smoking break for her, a respite from the usual clock-centric club sex. As much as her look and touch, our conversation and intelligence got me aroused. That said, I did wonder how I would perform after the exertions of our first round, but Sky got me going with a fine 69, my dick electrified by her wet mouth, my hands making a comprehensive tour of her soft, dangling boobs and very squeezable ass cheeks. This time I wanted to see and fondle her breasts and bedazzled nipples to the end, and Sky rode me in cowgirl with abandon, banging the bed against the wall so loudly that I expected a visit from maintenance, or security. These two hours defied all expectations, Skye's punk look belying her warmth; we parted with an embrace as I truthfully told her that had been one of the most fun sexual experiences I ever had.
FKK visits are a lot more fun when I can close down the place and climb into a hotel bed shortly before sunrise, in anticipation of another round of club-going the next day. I had no such luxury this time, with a deadline dictated by a flight-departure time. And this time I was not going to wait until the last minute to get a cab to the Hbf for the bus to the airport. It was 6 PM and I figured I had time for one last session. Of course I like to close out a visit with a strong session (especially after how good the one with Sky had been), and figured caliente Colombiana Helen would be the best way to do that. I had seen her going up to a room about 30 minutes earlier, so I camped out with a coffee on the couches near the cashboxes, where the girls exit their locker room. My timing was spot-on, as she did emerge after a little while, and she greeted me with a kiss and accepted my invitation upstairs. My travel plans made only a 30 minute session possible, but we did what we could with limited time.
Helen told me this would also be her last session of the day before heading home, so I wanted to send her off with a nice parting gift. I again buried my face between her luscious round butt cheeks, this time giving her asshole a thorough licking as she strummed her clit, bringing on a loud orgasm and a wide smile on both our faces (mine much wetter than hers). I grabbed that ass as Helen rode me cowgirl, getting me to cum with her gyrations and an urgent "aye papi".
The taxi was quicker this time and I made my airline bus to catch my flight with ease, a flight spent fondly recalling the girls from Sharks. I had gone in wondering about returning to Sharks twice in the space of a week instead of branching out to another club, but it was clear I had made the right decision.
Wow, what a nice report. You truly have the gift of gab, sir.
BTW, your Sky sounds very similar to a German Scottish girl I sessioned with a few months ago, called Ivy. She too had slightly sagging breasts, red hair, tattoos and piercings, nose ring, and in a club dominated by Eastern Europeans, her English accent was so alluring. She had a Scottish dad and German mom, as I recall. I wonder if she changed her name to sky for some reason. Did Sky say if she is from Hanover or did she work in Fuldau previously?
[QUOTE=IbnButtita;1571466]Sharks apparently was popular with ISG scribes last Sunday, myself included as I made my second layover visit in five days. I arrived at noon in time for the discounted 40 Euros entry, which was effective in bringing in the guests, but even so the place wasn't too full until later in the afternoon. While not at thin as Wednesday early on, the lineup took some time to build up.
I had couple of cuties in my sights early on, a pair of girls sharing an early cigarette break. One I had seen on my last visit: tall brunette Jessica, her tanned body and curvy ass appealed, but the real hook was her cute face all nerdy in black rimmed glasses and a little gap between her two front teeth. Her friend Mara was a blonde porcelain-skinned spinner with curly golden locks. I wandered over and did the sales job for them, proposing a threesome. They said they were best friends from Moldavia, and whether that was true or not I bought the BFF claim, which could mean good teamwork to my benefit.
They turned out to be well-coordinated, with blonde Mara lying on the bed to suck my cock as I stroked her pussy, while I deep-kissed Jessica, the two then switching roles. It's hard to say which was hotter, seeing this tiny blonde sucking me with her lithe body stretched out, or watching a girl in geeky glasses with her lips around my dick. These hot blowjobs had me soon pulling Mara over to sit on my face as Jessica proactively hopped on to ride me. The switch was on again with me eating out Jessica's box with Mara getting on to ride me in cowgirl. I could not resist the view, the mirrors of the Spiegel room allowing me to view this combination from a dozen angles. The sight of blonde Mara's tiny, tight, lily white ass bouncing on my cock was too much to resist and got me to cum hard. It turned out that between the hot scenes and this being my first session of the day, we were through at little more than the fifteen minute mark, but I didn't really mind.
As I was recovering from Jessica and Mara, I noticed a girl being given a tour of the club by a staff member. Clearly her first day at Sharks, it was equally clear that she was not new to the business. My eyes were torn on how to take her in, distracted up top by curly blonde hair and melon-shaped breasts, from below by her oh-so-curvy ass highlighted by a chain around her hips. While she sat down to a bit inside the dining area I stepped outside for lunch in the gorgeous sunshine of the garden, having placed her square at the top of my to-do list, since I had a feeling she was Latina.
After eating, to my surprise I saw her sitting alone at the bar; I couldn't believe she was available. My Spanish greeting proved appropriate as I learned that Helen hailed from Cali, Colombia, though she had lived in Germany for several years. Our chat on a couch did not last long, as both of us were eager to get into a room. We selected a good one, the one with the Kama Sutra theme, the over-the-top wall paintings and oriental decor the perfect match for Helen's blatant sexuality. She proposed an hour together, which usually puts me off but in this case was part of my plan all along. A suggested massage is also often a bad sign, a time wasting tactic, but my wariness evaporated when Helen drizzled baby oil on her round tits and erect nipples and began rubbing them on my chest.
Helen's remark that she had not had sex in ten days had me diving for her pussy. Looking up between her breasts at her face displaying increasing arousal, I put my tongue to work on her pussy lips and clit, and my forefinger drilled its way into her asshole. This all eventually elicited from her a violent shudder and a loud cry. I think I was as satisfied by this as Helen, who smilingly expressed gratitude for getting her to "leche" for the first time in over a week. She returned my oral favors before we got on to some fucking, erotic as only a Latina can provide. This session with Helen could only be complete with a doggy-style finish; I'm not one to let an ass like hers go to waste. I practically drooled looking down as I clutched those ass cheeks and pumped away, and came powerfully after I pushed her prone, egged on by Helen's cries for my own leche.
A long recovery was in store after that, accomplished with a sauna and a soak in the upstairs middle whirlpool (the other one occuppied by a deep-kissing couple). The central jacuzzi perched on the edge of the upper level is ideal for spying the girls circulating in the bar area below, and at one point I noticed a pale readhead discard her towel and sit down at the bar. My curiosity was piqued, and I happily observed her head upstairs toward the wellness area and then in my direction. On her return circuit past me she returned my smile with one of her own, but just walked on by, back to the bar. This intrigued me, not least for the lack of sharkiness when she had a clear opening. Whether it was part of a "hard to get" playbook on her part or not, this hooked me and I was compelled to dry off and approach her down at the bar.
Everything about her fascinated me, starting with her name: Sky. She said she chose it because there were so few pseudonyms available, telling me that the club maintained a book with all the names used by girls who had worked there, which were not to be repeated. To my eyes Sky was a young Christina Hendricks (of TV's Mad Man fame), with pale white skin, red hair, and ultra-feminine curves, made more exotic by false eyelashes. Her skin was adorned with a variety of pictoral and symbolic tattoos, her nipples pierced, and her punk look topped off with an upper lip stud and nose ring. Then there was her accent: alluringly British, the result of her mixed English-German parentage (she was a native of northwest Germany, choosing Sharks over clubs further north due to Frankfurt's distance from home).
We began a session with my expectations low: I was already gratified by the prospect of getting together with a girl with these looks and this style so foreign from my workaday life. While they aroused me I was a bit intimidated by all the tats and piercings, and her apparent (and unexpected) shyness had me starting gingerly kissing her shoulders, neck, and breasts, roaming my tongue around her nipple bars. She later explained that she was not shy but just reserved in approaching men at the club, and that she was getting by on four hours of sleep the night before.
Things soon warmed up, as my tongue got acquainted with a pierced clit, surprisingly, a first for me (or at least as I could remember). A new challenge like this can be invigorating, and my experimentation paid off as far as Sky's heavy breathing and sopping wet pussy indicated. She reciprocated with a magnificent blow job. We positioned ourselves into missionary, with my dick hovering over that wet pussy as she stroked my rod but made no move to retrieve a condom; I love this fantasy moment evoking civilian sex, the anticipation and confusion about whether a bareback entry will occur. The tease elevated the sexual tension as I looked over again and again to her purse, which Sky eventually opened to fetch the rubber.
The penetration and slow, rhythmic fucking that followed is some of the best I can remember, Sky's heavy breathing and dreamy but aroused facial expressions etched on my mind. Fucking her pussy from behind offered a wonderful view of her creamy ass, and the indigo of her tattoos and the flaming red of her hair set off against the pale white of her back. She lay flat as I kissed her cheek and exploded with pleasure, one of the more intimate FKK climaxes I've had.
An hour up, I suggested we spend more time together, allowing for pillow talk (mostly about her tattoos and piercings) and a smoking break for her, a respite from the usual clock-centric club sex. As much as her look and touch, our conversation and intelligence got me aroused. That said, I did wonder how I would perform after the exertions of our first round, but Sky got me going with a fine 69, my dick electrified by her wet mouth, my hands making a comprehensive tour of her soft, dangling boobs and very squeezable ass cheeks. This time I wanted to see and fondle her breasts and bedazzled nipples to the end, and Sky rode me in cowgirl with abandon, banging the bed against the wall so loudly that I expected a visit from maintenance, or security. These two hours defied all expectations, Skye's punk look belying her warmth; we parted with an embrace as I truthfully told her that had been one of the most fun sexual experiences I ever had.
FKK visits are a lot more fun when I can close down the place and climb into a hotel bed shortly before sunrise, in anticipation of another round of club-going the next day. I had no such luxury this time, with a deadline dictated by a flight-departure time. And this time I was not going to wait until the last minute to get a cab to the Hbf for the bus to the airport. It was 6 PM and I figured I had time for one last session. Of course I like to close out a visit with a strong session (especially after how good the one with Sky had been), and figured caliente Colombiana Helen would be the best way to do that. I had seen her going up to a room about 30 minutes earlier, so I camped out with a coffee on the couches near the cashboxes, where the girls exit their locker room. My timing was spot-on, as she did emerge after a little while, and she greeted me with a kiss and accepted my invitation upstairs. My travel plans made only a 30 minute session possible, but we did what we could with limited time.
Helen told me this would also be her last session of the day before heading home, so I wanted to send her off with a nice parting gift. I again buried my face between her luscious round butt cheeks, this time giving her asshole a thorough licking as she strummed her clit, bringing on a loud orgasm and a wide smile on both our faces (mine much wetter than hers). I grabbed that ass as Helen rode me cowgirl, getting me to cum with her gyrations and an urgent "aye papi".
The taxi was quicker this time and I made my airline bus to catch my flight with ease, a flight spent fondly recalling the girls from Sharks. I had gone in wondering about returning to Sharks twice in the space of a week instead of branching out to another club, but it was clear I had made the right decision.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Jnpr30;1571561]Wow, what a nice report. You truly have the gift of gab, sir.
[/QUOTE]As you can see, it is possible to quote just part of a other report. Some people hate scrolling, I am not sure why exactly.
[QUOTE=Syzygies;1571408]It depends on your taste. I like slim girls with no flab and no sillies. At Mainhatten I struggled to find many to my particular spec. If you don't require so slim, should be fine. At Oase plenty of good lookers but service levels of newer girls a bit suspect and too much upsell. Sharks is going to win for me, as a regular it helps a lot that I have a clue which are likely to be the better girls. Today I go to World which may be difficult with most of my regulars missing.[/QUOTE]Hello Syzygies.
First of all, thanks for your recommendation of Cindy. I could not believe how tight she was. I had first showed up at Sharks, last Sunday and was asking around about her. Her friend, Hayley (ROM) told me that she was there, but had left for the day. I finally had her as my fourth and final session on Wednesday. If I had not already been sucked dry by the 3 other girls before her, she would have definitely made me cum the fastest. Myself, I consider my "johnson" to be on the side of average. Still her grip on me was like that of a boa constrictor on its victim. She asked that when I describe her on the forum to mention how good she was a provider and not to use any description of her pussy being tight. Honestly, I don't think she needed any more advertising. There was some guy on Friday night that booked her for the entire evening 19:00 h to closing time 04:00 h. I wanted her for another session, but hey, money talks! She deserves to make as many Euros, as easily as possible. I would have loved to have met Roxanne too, but such is fate.
Other girls I tried.
Ina (ROM). She looks a bit like Blake Lively to me. She wears a different pair of colored leggings every day.
Rose-"something" (Left shoulder tattoos) (HUN). She upsold me on the ANAL and CIM. Then complained about me hurting her with anal. AVOID!
Hayley (ROM). She may be too thick for you, but she does have a nice curvy body and a cute face. She's Cindy's friend. Great wet BBBJ and ball licking. Took her for 1 hour on Sunday and two long sessions on Friday. Definitely my go to girl at Sharks. She told me that she will be headed to Palace by the summer.
Alicia (Albania). She was nice to me at the bar. Starfish in the room. AVOID!
Lorena (ROM) (She's Roma). Not sure if she's your type, but she was a bit of a tease in the room. I like her, but not in a hurry to repeat.
Livia (ROM). Super cute blonde spinner. She wanted only to kiss for a 1 hour session, but I did not accept. Still I love her cute little butt. I would take her again, but for 1 hour, if there are no other options available.
Mira (ROM). Another blonde spinner. She was nice to me downstairs, but kept using the upsell in the room. She also kept trying to get me to finish. I had to say "Shhhhh" and just tell her to shut up. Don't think I will repeat with her.
I don't know if you were there last week on Sunday, Wednesday, or Friday. I can see why this is one of your favorite clubs. I liked the outdoor area, the availability of fresh fruit in the buffet, the BBQ, and the selection of beauties. (Regretted not trying Laura (ROM) also in the same clique with Cindy, Livia, and Hayley). There was also a cute brunette who stands alone, with pouty lips that I thought was avoiding me. I never did approach her. Sorry, I know that description does not help much, but something for my return visit.
The things I didn't like about this club, some of the aggressive fugglies. They do not take NO for an answer. Being a non-smoker, some of the areas were just too toxic for me. OK to escape outside for a breather. Not liking the prospects of being trapped in a smoky environment during the cold months. The rooms are awful, with creaky beds. The cave rooms were too dark and too noisy. I need quiet concentration in order to finish, especially in the later rounds. Overall, I had about a 60% success rate. I will have to change my game plan and grab all the good girls early and avoid the busy days there. Lots more girls I would have taken into the room, but I was just trying to get an overall feel for the club. My return visit would be different.
I know you don't like Mainhatten because the girls there do not fit your criteria. Overall, the things I dislike about Sharks is what is in abundance at Mainhatten. Consequently, I split my time evenly between Sharks and Mainhatten. 3 days at each location. My plans to head over to Palace, Oase, and further up to World and Samya were all abandoned in favor of repeating at those two clubs. I would love to hear your assessment of my brief visit to Sharks and if you can offer up some other recommendations. I also found a nice berry smoothy drink I can offer up as payment for all your helpful advice. Drink that and eat as much of that watermelon they serve and you will be good to go.
Looking forward to hearing from you.
FiddyCent.
Hayley or Healey is former Katja from Oase. She didn't get too positive reports so it is good to hear she can give good service. Palace? Let's see if they let her in, I've heard they don't except any more Romis.
HB.
[QUOTE=FiddyCent;1571720]Hello Syzygies.
First of all, thanks for your recommendation of Cindy. I could not believe how tight she was. [/QUOTE]Wow, it's great to have some comments on so many girls. Looks like you tried more girls in a week than I get done in the whole year.
Cindy does not have such a "tight pussy". Its a powerful squeeze rather than a tight squeeze. Calling her pussy tight, would be misleading. We did hear her service has been declining. Ha ha! Hard to imagine how much better she could have been, for me.
Its already been written that Mira is a bit of nutter, an "over the top" girl, so hardly surprising that you needed to shut her up. Get a dick in her mouth. :D Hayley, blonde with full voluptuous figure, looked very nice to me, but a bit bigger than I usually go for. Don't know Rose-? Or Alicia. Lorena (Gypsey looks) I sampled long ago at World. At that time she was inexperienced and totally hopeless time waster in the room. I hear she has improved a lot and gets a fair number of customers these days. Livia doesn't have best reputation.
For rooms, I only use the upstairs rooms with windows. They are spacious. I need fresh air and to avoid hot rooms. I don't recall bed creaking problems at all, but probably I would not care if it creaked. The rooms I use are, for me are better than the rooms in other clubs. The caves are out, for me. Also underneath the aquarium. Too hot.