“FKK Newbie visits the Palace” or “Jake Day at FKK”
For all you FKK veterans out there, please skip to the section of this report called GIRLS. This report is intended for the FKK Newbie who is passing through Frankfurt with a few hours to kill and are looking to get a quick taste of the FKK. I guarantee it will bore you if you have been to Palace before. It has probably been a while since anyone has written a report on Palace from a first timer’s perspective so I thought I might do one in honor of my first experience.
As I reported in the General section, I was going to have a 7 hour layover in Frankfurt en-route to Budapest from the States so rather than sit in the Airline Lounge and swill whiskey I decided to check out what Frankfurt had to offer in terms of FKK. I looked on the Internet at both Palace and Oase as possibilities but decided that going to the Palace this time would be better just for ease of access and being my first time to Frankfurt. On a limited time budget, I didn’t really feel like going out to the country in search of Oase. But I should mention that there is an excellent video on You Tube that give step by step instruction on how to get to Oase from The Frankfurt Airport using public transit.
GETTING THERE
Navigating the airport and finding the train was quite easy. I made my way to the station purchased a ticket from the machine for 3.60 Euros and went down to track 1. In 10 minutes I was at Frankfurt Hft. (Central Terminal). I printed out a map to Palace on Konigsbergerstrasse thinking I would get a cab, but it was a gorgeous day and since I had been on a place all night I was ready to stretch my legs and walk. I found the Palace easily with the GPS on my Blackberry and the walk took me about 30 minutes as a brisk pace. My baggage was check all the way through to Budapest so I just had my cabin baggage. The one regret was that I did not leave my backpack at the train station in one of the lockers rather than drag it with me. BTW – the return taxi from Palace back to the train station was 10.15 Euro. For those of you wanting to try the surface tram, the Palace is right near the stop called “Industrial”.
THE FACILITIES
I arrived at Palace at about 11:30 AM and there was only one guy already there. The place was dead. I suppose I know what it was going to be like and I knew that it was not going to be ideal, but considering the time I guess I couldn’t complain. I arrived at the reception, paid my 75 Euros and got my locker key and my wrist band. As far as I can tell, the wristband is of little consequence except for the staff to tell who has paid and who has not. The locker key is two purposes. It opens and locks the locker in the change room (for your clothes) and it also opens and closes the small little lock box up front. Let me make the distinction between the lock box and the locker. The lock box is up front near the reception and across from the small bar. It is in full view of people coming and going and seems to be strategically located for the financial transactions between you and the girls. This is the place you can put your money. My suggestion that is that you put only your money in this lock box. By the way – the lock box is also handy to the little bar where you can now buy some limited alcoholic beverages. Although I cannot imagine why you would want to because it is probably the most expensive booze I have ever seen. I believe I saw that 50 grams (ML) of Johnny Walker Black label was 25 Euros so if you need any sedation you are best to get it before you arrive. I should say that the FKK bears some very striking similarities to the Termas of Rio de Janeiro, but the distinct discouragement of alcohol is not one of them.
The reception will give you a robe and as you walk into the locker room you can help yourself to a towel or two. Once in the locker room you can find the locker that corresponds to the number on your key. It comes with its own wrist band so that you don’t lose it. Inside the locker is a pair of flip-flop sandals, a couple of coat hangers and a small safe with a 3 digit combination that you can program. Perfect for passport, watch, jewelry, etc. Unfortunately, the locker is not huge with my carry-on bag from the plane it was a bit of a tight fit. The shower room is basic but comfortable. Being Monday morning it seemed to take forever to get the hot water going in the shower but I suppose that’s to be expected.
Once I took a rinse I proceeded to the lounge area. I wanted to take a shave since traveling all night but considering the cold water I thought “forget it”. I got into my robe and wandered into the main area. As you come out of the locker room there’s a small buffet set up. Being early there was a continental breakfast available with plenty of juice and coffee. As there were almost no girls hanging about I decided to grab an espresso and a croissant and see if I could find a newspaper. Since there were almost no other people there, it gave me an opportunity to look around. It really is a nice facility with a number of lounge rooms laid out in sort of a random arrangement in addition to the private rooms for sex. For the smokers there are also one or two rooms where you can light up. There is a large main room that is sort of the focus of the place. As you can imagine it was pretty much empty. The few guys that had been coming in were “perching” themselves in spots around the place and wandering off into dark corners where there were very comfortable couches with big soft cushions and throw pillows. It all reminded me a bit of a Harem (not like I’ve seen one) or a Pasha’s Palace.
THE GIRLS
I saw a sign that said Steam Sauna and decided that was exactly what I needed after the long flight. There is also a large dry sauna and a large pool that I think is a Jacuzzi in an elevated area just off the main hall. After a good steam I gave the shave another try back at the locker room and felt much better. I noticed that back by the steam sauna there was a quiet little reading lounge with a u-shaped couch and little reading lights so I went up to the reception, found a copy of the Wall Street Journal, grabbed another espresso and wander back hoping that the number of girls would increase. The few that I had seen up to that point were nothing spectacular. Like I said before, being Monday morning during summer I was going to be getting the “B Team” for sure. The Receptionist apologized in advance for the selection saying that a lot of girls were away for vacation that that things would pick up in another few weeks. Most of the girls had dark hair and appeared to be a little bit “soft”. Droopy breasts and round faces. I saw one very pretty Asian girl but she was already engaged in conversation with another guy. There was one bleach blond who seemed to have a decent body but had a real scowl on her face so I gave her a pass. There was also another large black girl from the Dominican Republic but she was not my type. I should also say at this moment that about half the girsl were wearing some sort of lingere and the other half were buck naked except for shoes and stockings. The ones with something to hide were covering it up and the girls with good bodies were showing it off….. just as it should be.
Armed with my coffee and paper I was heading back to the reading room when I passed a nice looking naked girl with Slavic features and dirty blond hair. She smiled as I passed and I turned to give her a second look. Nice little butt and small perky tits. Not saggy, but kind of small. Certainly fuckable that’s for sure.
I made myself comfortable and started reading. But it was not long before the Slavic blond came up and said hello. She rattled off something in German and I relied with the one of the only German phrases I know, “Ich fershtaya ein bisyen Deutche” (sorry for the spelling) and asked if she spoke English. She said that she only spoke a little English and that she was from Ukraine. What a bit of luck – I switched to Russian and we became fast pals. She asked if I wanted privacy to read or could she come and join me. If she did not speak any Russian I probably would have given her a pass as I could see that she was no “spring chicken” guessing that she must have been about 30 ‘ish. Her name was Natasha and is from Donetsk telling me that she is the only Ukrainian girl at Palace at this time. I was able to ask her some questions about the club and learned that the majority of the girls at this time seem to be from the Baltic States like Latvia and Estonia with a few Poles and Czechs as well plus the usual contingent of German and Austrian girls as well as a few exotics.
She asked if I wanted another espresso and maybe a glass of water and ran off to get them. A very pleasant girl who seemed eager to please. So far – so good. When she returned we chatted a little more and she started kissing me on the lips which gave way to some nice DFK. She positioned herself in such a way as to let me suck on her tits for a while which was really enjoyable for about 10 or 15 minutes. The place we were sitting was quite secluded viewable only from the entrance to the massage room which was not going to be open until 2:00 PM so we had a little privacy. She leaned over open my robe and started sucking my dick. Nothing too vigorous but very casual licking and teasing while I played with her pussy with my free hand. This must have gone on for another 15 minutes which surprised the hell out of me because I thought that these FKK clubs were all business and strictly on the clock (like everything else in Germany – ha, ha). After a while I started to feel like we needed to move the party to a room. I was full ready now and certainly did not want to embarrass myself on my first visit to an FKK. I asked how much and Natasha told me 50 Euro for 30 minutes plus extra. Considering the slim pickings I decided that an hour would be the best bet so off we went to a private room for more sucking and fucking. She gave a very nice deep throat BBBJ and was quite enthusiastic about trying all positions while we chatted the whole time in a funny mix of Russian and Ukrainian. Lots of laughs. I really enjoyed my time with Natasha especially considering the extra time up front. I don’t know if this is normal or not but I must say it was probably the most pleasant “interview” I have had in a very long time. She was a friendly and fun girl who seemed to be eager to give me a good first impression of Palace. She wandered back to the lockboxes where I took out a 100 Euro note as she gave me a very nice parting kiss and disappeared into the Girls Room.
After another steam and shower I went to the bar to get some water. Sitting down at the bar I certainly noticed that things were picking up. More and more talent was arriving and a beautiful girl with dark hair and features went behind the bar to help herself to a Fanta. She looked over and smiled showing me a beautiful set of teeth. She had a very tight body with small but very firm, round tits. She came over and introduced herself as Gulszha (I think) from Anatolia in Turkey. I would never have guessed her for a Turk but she was very pretty and really sexy. I glanced at her watch and saw that is was getting on 2:45 PM. I really wanted to be heading out by 3:00 PM (as I had a flight to Budapest at 4:50 PM) and toyed with the idea of another 30 minute quickie. But I hate being rushed and decided that there was not time for the interview I wanted to conduct plus the session so I gave it a pass. I’m not sure little Jake would have been able to keep up after the workout with Natasha either so I headed for the locker room to change.
When I came out there were even MORE beauties just arriving and I could see that my timing was bad. But hey, it was better spent than sitting at the airport. I collected my things, asked the lady at reception to call me a taxi and enjoyed once more espresso for the road. A quick taxi to the train station and back to the airport for a leisurely walk to my plane which had just started to board.
Total cost:
Train fare into Frankfurt – 3.70 Euro
Entrance to Palace – 75 Euro
Taxi to train station – 10.15 Euro
Train fare back to Airport – 3.70
One big FKK induced smile on my face and sleeping all the way on the flight to Budapest? – PRICELESS!!!!!!!!