Dudes that never go to rooms.
I have been to Sharks 3 times in the last 3 weeks. A Monday, a Wednesday, and a Thursday. For three different weeks. There are guys there that are there, every time. And they never seem to go to rooms. I never got to see Mina, who is my fave. I think she only works weekends. No BiBi either. I would like to sample a German, but they also seem hard to find. Where is this "German" corner.
Just how many ladies are at the place at one night
[QUOTE=JohnEllee;2929924]Very expensive now. 350 per 30 minutes if plus GFE DFK CIM and Anal. I highly advise you not go. Too expensive for cheaper.[/QUOTE]I don't talk about the money.
Just how many ladies are at the place at one night.
Sharks the past Sunday on Airport Layover
The previous Sunday I made my second trip back to Sharks in the post-COVID era. Coming from Friedrichsdorf where I had spent the night after an Oase Saturday, I barely made the train thanks to having to huff it up the towering temporary pedestrian bridge to the S5 track, but I made the train and my connection at Frankfurt Hauptbahnhof and then the are bus to the Daimlerweg stop on Rohm Street. That left me just a few steps from Sharks, and I got in at the 10 AM opening and for the 55 Euro entry.
I was also one of the first at the impressive brunch spread, and spent a leisurely morning eating poolside while reading the newspaper (paper version, I love Frankfurt airport for still distributing those), followed by a nap in the sun. Not a bad way to spend a bright, beautiful Sunday morning.
While I was there a pale, blonde pony-tailed girl came out to the pool to sun herself in a lounge chair. The sun hat she put on was one of the more unusual pieces of clothing I ever saw at a saunaclub. She piqued my interest but I wanted to give her some space, figuring I could approach her later. Later on I saw her chatting and spending time with a guy in the pool, but I never saw her go inside or pair up with a guest. Which begged the question, was she a guest? Or a girl staying at Sharks but on a day off, due to her period or whatever? It made me wonder.
Not much was being missed inside, since it was rather low on girl count until midday. I had noticed one blonde wearing eyeglasses who I put on my to-do list, but my first target was a girl I noticed for an unusual reason. At some point Lisa would have risen to the top of my list anyway, since Black women really appeal to me (she's Italian with African ancestry as I later learned) but she came to my attention due to the rude guest shouting at her when she asked if she could leave her bag near the couch where he was sitting and watching football. (The etiquette here may be debatable but he really made a scene.) A few moments later I approached the braided lady at the dining room water dispenser and invited her to get some fresh air outside with me. We proceeded to one of the outside gazebos surrounded by hedges, where we had a good session though not nearly as passionate as ones I had the previous day (some light kissing). But Lisa was good at moving her slender body sensually, I and I appreciated that while doing her in doggy I could look down at her fine ass and then up at other natural wonders like greenery and blue sky. 30 minutes for 100 Euros, BBBJ included.
My first target had actually been a slender brunette sitting at a high table near the bar, but she had wandered off as I headed her way. She was back at the table after I sessioned with Lisa, and immediately I was struck by her cute face and smile, neither model-caliber but adorable in a slightly awkward way. Hungarian Chanel greeted me friendlily, and we had a warm chat. I suggested a half-hour session in the garden and Chanel said she would do it for 150 Euros but for 100 Euros if inside. Despite the sunny weather the outside temperature was not high so she must have been wary of getting cold. I like outdoor sessions but not that much, so we headed to a small room in the nearby former Kino area (when she rose from the table I could see how tall Chanel was, one of the tallest I saw at Sharks) . The room did have a big advantage, its mirrored walls and ceiling. These played great as Chanel rode me and I could look up and see her butt bouncing on my cock, or bucking on me when she straightened up and clutched her be-cups. But the best view was her own glances into the mirror or into my eyes, while smiling invitingly, which paved the way for me to cum strongly. 30 minutes for 100 Euros, including BBBJ and a few light kisses.
As usual I have mid-visit periods at saunaclubs where I fritter away a lot of time being indecisive about my next move. At one point I sat next to a lank, baby-faced Romanian (with name starting with a T) sitting on the stripper pole platform. She quickly asked me what I wanted, a question I always find a mood-killer, so I said licking. She pressed me if this was just for pussy or for her whole body, as the latter was off limits as she had bacterial concerns. The girl was cute but I told her that I was just too sloppy and had to bow out. I was glad I did because such high maintenance attitudes (though I respect her position and her honesty) never make for good sessions. Candor was on the menu soon after when I approached a tall brunette Chanel clone who was making the rounds. When we sat on a couch we spoke of a session and me of my interest in kissing. She said that normally she would kiss but that, pointing to her lips, she could not due to a herpes outbreak. Not the expected or most lucrative sales pitch I've ever heard at an FKK, but I told her I appreciated her conscientiousness and candidness as I said I had to move on. Finally, in a departure from previous Sharks (and World, etc.) visits, I saw blonde grandma Sylvia but escaped being stalked by her; she seemed much more laid back.
A girl who stood out despite small breasts and was wild-haired brunette Natalie from Romania. She had been walking around the club confidently, which (with my estimation of her age as 30 ish) made it clear that she was a real pro. I banked on that meaning she had skills, so I approached and I was won over by her witty tongue (verbally at this point). On our way to the garden for a session she asked if I wanted a threesome; I considered the girl I had seen her walking around with earlier and decided that adding a bit of contrast would be fun. Returning to the bar Natalie introduced me to her countrywoman Aires, whose big tits, curvy body, innocent smile, and quiet personality could not have been more different than slim, bold Natalie. An upstairs room was a better venue for this kind of group activity so no outdoor sex this time. But once in the room Natalie began the upsell, and I caved on a price of 150 each for a half hour with BBBJ. That was executed well, with each expertly working my bare dick with their lips as their partner rode my mouth. In most of my threesomes I develop a chemistry with one girl but not the other, and this happened in a big way here with Aires. We locked eyes intensely as I looked at the pleasure on her face while her thighs straddled my face, while I squeezed her full, heavy breasts. I gave Natalie the chance to do some cowgirl but at the first chance I directed Aires to that spot, and then into doggy, then prone, Aires signaling her pleasure throughout. I didn't quite have the energy to cum and with time running out Natalie proposed another half hour with them, but that was too rich for my blood when I only had interest in Aires. I passed, with the hope that I would see Aires solo in the remaining hours I had at the club.
On the prowl again, I saw the blonde glasses girl I had seen earlier (I had seen her at one point from the upstairs, and was annoyed that I could not do this from the confines of the great railing-side whirlpool they removed). There she was at the bar, and then I did a double take, because I saw her twin walking by. While pondering this mirage I looked over to the bar and the first glasses girl was gone, so I got up to figure out which girl was really which. As I walked past the bar the doppelganger approached me and I quickly realized that this was not someone I wanted to go with; Romanian Magda looked like the glasses girl at the bar but I did not go for her style, she came across as a fast talking Shark so I excused myself and took a seat on a couch (as I made one last round of the bar area at the end of my visit she called out that she had been waiting for me, confirming my choice to pass).
Fortunately, the original glasses girl was back at the bar and, noticing me looking her way, Monica came over to introduce herself, saying that she hailed from Alicante, Spain, and that she had observed me checking her out earlier. While confident and outgoing, her manner did not raise any red flags for me as her twin had. When we each expressed our taste for pussy licking and sensual sex an agreement of an hour for 200 Euros was made.
Monica cut a stunning figure, and in her late 20's or early 30's and sporting thigh-high black stockings and the glasses she summoned multiple fantasies in my head (like a one night stand with a flight attendant or hotel front desk staffer); her single cheek dimple also turned me on. We soon got down to the promised cunnilingus, for which Monica had perfectly suckable and lickable pussy lips and clit (responsive bits, as she said she came thrice), switching over to 69 so she could demonstrate her own oral skills (the view of her ass and pussy in the mirror as she blew me was amazing). We shared kisses as I built up a rhythm fucking Monica in missionary, then ramping up speed as we spooned. Her vaginal muscles gripped me when she got into cowgirl, but even with that I wasn't brought over the edge, a combination of my jet lag and her keeping me just shy of deepest penetration. With the hour up I was happy to extend another 30 minutes, allowing for more 69 ing and energetic sucking from Monica (she said that while she did not do cum in mouth she was willing to bring a friend up from downstairs to do it, but I declined). Monica finally elicited a cumshot from me via an lubed hand job while licking my right nipple. I really appreciated Monica for her sensuality and her skills: sex yes, but as important as that the ability to communicate and connect that results in memorable sessions. I'm glad that I finally got together with her for my last session of the day.
Approaching 7 PM, the club had become packed with girls and it was a challenge to weave through the crowd to get dinner. As I reluctantly made my departure for the airport, I turned in my key as girls continued to enter the club, including a slender, dark skinned girl I'the swear was Indian (she was probably Romanian Roma) and whom I would have loved to have seen out of her demure sundress and in the nude. Sharks was as fine as ever this Sunday, and while I enjoyed my return to Oase the day before, Sharks gets the nod over its rival for numbers, nudity, and looks (my Oase Ghanaian being the exception).