Sep 25 - my Wednesday visit to sharks
I arrived at 1730 and the parking lot was already full. Inside lots of humming and summing. Especially crowded for a last Wednesday in the month, when most still didn't have their paycheck.
This was about my 12th visit or so to Sharks.
What I liked?
- Lots of girls. Pretty nice selection for most folks - just for me not so much as i either prefer germans or very big all-naturals.
- Waiting time were ok, given that this was so crowded. Seemingly most of the men were just looking around most of the time.
What I didn't like?
- Quite a few of the germans asked for 75 or 100 euro per 30 min. This is insane. I don't have anything against a price upgrade, but please keep it modest, say 60 euro, which still is 20% more money.
- There were only 8 germans in total - and most of them were oldies, or simply burned out, long-time prostitutes of low caliber - imho.
- The boob faction lost much of its appeal. There were many fakes now. Lots of the previous all-natural-boob-stars werent there. Some like Brenda were here. But I am not a big fan of her sagging ones.
- Paying 9 euro for a sparkling wine, is imo outragous.
My rooms were not so great. But that might have been due to simply bad luck.
My First Visit to FKK Sharks
I made FKK Sharks the first stop on my first Frankfurt-based FKK tour in August-September 2019; see my previous post on the General Info thread for an overview of my tour. I sensed from what I had read online that Sharks and perhaps Oase were the most popular and highly regarded of the Frankfurt area FKKs among foreigners. My first night of mongering was a Saturday night, so I looked forward to visiting such a well-reviewed establishment at a peak time.
My visit was ultimately rewarding because I had two very satisfying sessions there with a Czech girl and a Hungarian girl. The Czech girl proudly stated that she was from Budejovice, the home of Budweiser beer. She had a darker complexion and coloring, a slightly voluptuous build, and some very charismatic body language that caught my eye. The Hungarian, a tall, statuesque blonde in the early stages of MILFhood, bore a slight resemblance to the actress Jeri Ryan. She spoke no English, but I managed to explain what I wanted with a few key German phrases that I had memorized.
Both girls delivered quality service, including kissing and BBBJ, at the reasonable price of 50 euros for half an hour. I understood (please correct me if I am wrong) from what I had read online that this had been the standard package before the 2017 condom law made oral service upsell pervasive. I had also gotten the sense that Sharks girls were less prone to upsell than those of the other Frankfurt area FKKs, which appeared to be the case with these two girls. The 50 euro CIM upsell was on the table as a contingency, but I saw no need to CIM and finished in the condom during CFS with both girls.
Both girls marked my introduction to what I found to be the exceptional level of blowjob skills among FKK girls. Both girls displayed positive attitudes and added about as much GFE as I could have reasonably expected under the circumstances. The Czech girl made a point of taking us to the more comfortable air conditioned session booths in the outdoor area. I would also add that the Czech girl was a better performer than any of the Czech girls that I encountered during the second leg of my two-week European trip in Prague (which I will report separately). The Hungarian girl was my introduction to what would turn out to be one of my preferred nationalities among the FKK girls, to the point that I am now considering future travel to Hungary more seriously than I did before.
Aside from those two quality sessions, however, the other facets of my experience at Sharks were somewhat underwhelming. They only had towels to wear and no robes, which were available at every other FKK that I visited. Unless I missed them, they did not have separate lockers for wallets and phones, which were available at every other FKK that I visited and I found to be a good idea. More importantly, the indoor areas were unbearably hot; either there was no air conditioning at all, it was not functioning properly, or it was woefully inadequate. Many mosquitoes came into the indoor areas from the open door to the outdoor areas (which probably contributed to the heat). The cigarette smoke in the social area did not help either. In all fairness, Sharks did at least outdo the other FKKs in the provision of hygiene supplies, with some spray-on deodorant, for which I was grateful in the sweltering heat.
Aside from the physical discomfort, the lineup and the odds were rather less favorable than I had expected, particularly for a Saturday night. The male: female ratio was probably the least favorable of any of the FKKs that I visited; there might have actually been more guys than girls, and it had a bit of a sausage party vibe. It was so crowded with guys that I wondered if coming to such a popular venue on such a busy night had been a good idea. The lineup was also rather less impressive to me than I had expected from what I had read. Granted, my tastes are rather different from and run a bit thicker than what appears to be the prevailing aesthetic at FKKs. Even accounting for that factor, however, I would still say that the visual quality of the lineup at Sharks was the lowest of the four FKKs in and around Frankfurt that I visited. It took quite a bit of searching to find those two girls that I did like. In all fairness, though, I cannot exclude the possibility that the sweltering heat and my general discomfort from the smoke and the mosquitoes impeded my ability to appreciate the quality of the lineup.
In all fairness and on the plus side, the girls at Sharks were also probably the least aggressive of all four Frankfurt area FKKs that I visited. As luck would have it, one of the few girls that did display "sharky" behavior was also one of the few that fit my tastes quite closely: a tall, statuesque blonde with huge tits (think Anna Nicole Smith). I was fortunate that the two girls that I selected did not display any red flags in our pre-session discussions, as I might have had a hard time finding more candidates to interview.
The language barrier was another obstacle. I had to discard two other candidates because they did not speak any English, and the few German phrases that I had memorized did not get through to them somehow. I had hardly any other linguistic problems of this kind at any of the other FKKs that I visited.
What I had read about Sharks beforehand made wonder why so many foreigners like it so much. I sensed that they like the size and quality of the lineup. If that is the case, I would disagree. I would argue, based on my admittedly limited experience, that the key selling point of Sharks was that the girls had good attitudes and delivered quality service at reasonable prices with minimal upsell. That is a strong selling point, and the two sessions that I had there started my FKK tour off on the right foot and gave me a good introduction to the quality service that I also received at other FKKs. By the same token, this selling point was not strong enough for me to return during this one-week FKK tour, when I still had other FKKs to try. I reasoned that, if the lineup did not suit my tastes well at a peak time, then it was even less likely to suit my tastes on a slower night. The sweltering heat, the less favorable gender ratio, and the language barrier did not give me a strong desire to return either. The quality service that I received does nonetheless make me want to give Sharks another shot on a future trip, perhaps at a cooler time of year, on a different night of the week, and with a greater knowledge of German.
