Just some congratulations...reports will follow in a couple of weeks
Unfortunately no reports at this stage, last time I came to Lisboa had no time for fun but just work, but I do promise I'll try one, or even 2, places soon and report back. Here I just wanted to congratulate with Murilloa for his compendium on Lisbon's more treasured secrets and for saving us a lot of bad experiences and disappointments. I believe you are a gifted and talented writer and read always with fun all your reports. I will make an effort to equal, or at least come close to, your detailed reports next time I'm in the beautiful Lisboa.
Regds
P_cla
On the experience of the Divine
That which is truly Divine tends to be perceived by the lowly human eye in many different and wondrous forms.
"I was sent forth from the power,
and I have come to those who reflect upon me,
and I have been found among those who seek after me.
Look upon me, you who reflect upon me,
and you hearers, hear me.
You who are waiting for me, take me to yourselves.
And do not banish me from your sight.
And do not make your voice hate me, nor your hearing.
Do not be ignorant of me anywhere or any time. Be on your guard!
Do not be ignorant of me.
For I am the first and the last.
I am the honored one and the scorned one.
I am the w.h.o.r.e. and the holy one.
I am the wife and the virgin"
("The Thunder, Perfect Mind" - Nag Hammadi Library)
Thus polytheism.
Thus polygamy.
I recently came upon the Divine and She was a tall, statuesque brunette.
And She was a small, fleshy blonde.
The Divine has mischievous pitch-black eyes.
The Divine enraptures you with acquamarine-green eyes.
Her Holy Name is Diana.
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But She's kind enough to let you call Her Kelly.
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Diana is, possibly, a higher manifestation of the Divine since, in the Temple where She dwells, there is no iconic representation of Her.
But don't let that fool you, sinner: because you can see Kelly's physical body, how unwise it would be to imagine that She is a mere human like you!...
All ceremonies and rituals of worship are allowed.
All ceremonies and rituals of worship are encouraged.
All are (and should be) duly performed.
And, no doubt, you will notice that, as the Lover becomes the Loved One, a moment will occur when Time and Space cease to be.
That's when you'll verily know that the Divine goes by the names of Diana, Kelly, Alexandra, Luciana, Telma, Patricia, Marina, Lilia, Milena, Vânia, Suzy...
That's when you'll Know.
Peaceful meets Czarina Catarina
after the clarification of mr. piotr i hesitantly made a new attempt. there i was, a little before lunchtime, climbing up the rossio subway station stairs and feeling weak. arrived at the place i first pass trough two fat satten ladies and see them, three romanian princesses, in the distance. "after so many months it's finally going to happen! " and then, as i came closer, my heart started pounding harder. they were at the arcades and i was slowing my pace to let people pass, acting casual. then i arrived at the arcades and made up my mind targeting the black haired one. as i came closer they looked busy doing nothing and didn't approach me so i climb the stairs pretending to buy some african hair stuff. then i walked down and once again no approach. a black dude passed and my girl talked to him - what the hell, don't i deserve a "queres foder? " too? ! - i went down to gaze at some random objects on sale and glanced right at a red haired very pretty young prostituta sad eyes leaning on a pillar. "poor girl, she must be a junkie. " i thought while moving away my eyes.
ok, this is my third time passing near you girls, if you ignore me i'll talk to the junkie pretty girl. as i got closer a young, slim, short, immature kid-alike girl (but older than 18! totally legal mr. policeman) came to talk to me. i said i was looking for catarina. she started poking fun at me yelling "catarina! catarina! ahoow catarina! he wants catarina! "; - shh. - i begged, but it was too late, now everybody knew i was going to the putas. screw it!
catarina (the black-haired woman, what a lucky guess) finally looked at me and without saying a word started to walk. i followed her trough the eternal walkway of shame in silence staring at the floor until the pensão. arrived at the pensão she starts climbing the stairs and once again i follow. climbing those 3 or 4 floors of old rotten stairs in a mild lighted building was surely surreal. arrived at the place the door is opened and people are walking all around, men, women, yes. yes. sure. i’m here to fuck. shame on me.
arrived at the room she closes the door, the floor is so rotten i could see the level under trough a hole in it! not a word has been spoken yet! no price, no do's and don't's, not even hi. this is a dream come true, my anonymous wordless introductionless sex is going to happen, but soon enough i show how dumb i am and talk, ask her something stupid and break the silence. "ahn" she replies. i didn't understood if that was a yes or a no, or a maybe but it doesn't even matter. she starts undressing without saying a word and i mimic. then she goes to the bide and starts washing her vagina while i'm already naked, standing alone looking to the mirror, trying to peek and look at her vagina, admiring her white skinny back and looking at the level under trough the crack on the floor. i keep ruining it asking stuff. "can we slow it down? "; "ahn", a yes i suppose.
we were naked, she's clean, i was already clean, she lays on the bed and i lay too. i start touching her. she wasn't responding, not verbally, not gestually, not bodily, nothing, which made me feel awkward. i didn't knew where to touch to make her feel anything at all so i went for her pussy like a prisoner after 10 years in jail. and licked her small natural in shape pretty tits. she's a woman full of sex-appeal, she's pretty, a beautiful skull, hypnotic brown eyes, red sexy lips, the blackest hair i ever saw; slim, well shaped ass, tall, pale, a noble figure, cold inside with living warm skin, distant, enygmatic, mute; she is czarina catarina. i asked her if i could kiss her in the mouth; "náuu" she mumbled, so "náuu" is no, got that.
so there i was laid down with her waiting awkwardly for my cock to get sucked as it's usual. i stop touching her since she didn't respond at all so she sat and put a midget small tight condom on me. again i kissed her skin and ears and again asked if i could kiss her mouth - "aaa! náuu! aquí" pointing at her cheek. dumb as i am i fell on the joke and really kissed it! i kissed her cheek! very funny, she could be a stand-up comedian.
she laid down and spread her legs. "hmmm, isn't something missing miss? ", i thought, but ok, i wanted to make sure i would fuck a romanian chick (another nationality to my "already fucked list") and do it with a street walker before i died (it was dangerous since the floor was rotten, the bed could fall on the lower level and kill us both) so i quickly dive in.
for some minutes i was upon her, warming up and hearing that miserable bed eek while staring at her lovely beautiful face and her dark pair of eyes focused at somewhere else than me or my face. then i asked her if she wanted to go on top. "ahh. náauu", she mumbled. she's a rubber-doll with life! (not entirely because she moves just the minimum to haste you). after a few more minutes i asked her to go on 4. "ãahn? o qui é quatro? " so i showed it to her by posing myself as a dog. "ahh. " and so she positioned herself. she wasn't lubbed and i was afraid that the (mini) condom would blow up. the doggy was boring since she still wouldn't move and now though i had this fantastic vision: a in-shape small lovely butt and her entire vertical spine almost ripping her skin apart outside her slim body, but i couldn't enjoy her porcelain face.
after a few minutes she finally took the iniciative and said something: "aahn. "; i deducted it was "hurry up" so i asked her to lay down again so i could finish and to lube my dick. she accepted (with an "ahn") and went to her purse to get some. then she laid down and once again i was on top and by the end she was breathing fast, seemed like orgasm to me. was it? or was she faking it? could it been without her being moist? why would she fake it? to make me come faster? anyway, i pounded harder and came, felling on her. we were both sweating and burning. i melt the rubber-doll! beautiful!
i took a moment, 20 seconds approximately, until my dick spasms stopped and came out. she quickly, quietly, cleaned her pussy and dressed in front of the mirror. a thing i couldn't stop noticing: i licked her tits and ears and she didn't clean it! probably i ate other men spit. ?
after she and i were both dressed up she stayed standing silently and i tried to take my little ridiculous revenge. i stand in silence without making the move to pay, playing dumb. 1 second. 10 seconds. 20 seconds. 23, 5 seconds and she wouldn't talk, not even to ask the payment, won't she ever say a word? why! she approached the black guy (without prejudice or offense but i'm not half as ugly as he was, and i'm much younger)! my revenge failed so i made the move and paid. i gave her 30 euros, 5 more than the standard (even though we never discussed prices), a tip of 20% of the base value, and pointed it out "i added 5 euros! ". "obrrrígada. " she mumbled. well, i know i'm not a hero but couldn't you at least fake it, that you were surprised or happy and give me a little victory?
on the leave i knew she was going to stay here for more 3 months. i wished her "a prosperous summer. (whatever that may mean to her.)" and she, for once, smilled and let me kiss her goodbye. she went one way and i left the poço trough another. so. now, i’m officially a level 1 street-monger. the level 2 is obtained when you have sex in a car with a sw.
prologue of my long long post
argh, even with all the ranting and frustration i somewhat loved this weird experience; it was so underground, hardcore, raw, amusing, thrilling and mostly long-desired and waited for so long. i will surely repeat. maybe next time not with the rubber-doll queen catarina, or maybe i will! if i will i promise i won't speak a word. or at least try. or at least not star making stupid conversations. she's so pretty, so passive, so silent. i'll do naughty stuff until she asks me to stop, at least she will start talking. so. if you like rubber-dolls she's the one! sorry for the long post, it's to compensate the talking that didn't happen today.
resume: it was weird. it was so funny. she's so lovely. i loved it.
best regards,
p.
[b][u]editor's note[/u]:[/b] [blue]i certainly hope that the author or somebody else will post a link to this report in the reports of distinction thread.[/blue]
Is it a club with a swimming pool somewhere?
Gentlemen,
I've tried various places in Lisbon, as described in previous posts. I've already noticed that most appartments' rooms are painfully hot during Summer. In the meanwhile, air-conditionned clubs as Elefante, Gallery, etc., only open at night. Too bad to stay indoor anyway when weather is so fantastic…
I'm dreaming of a mansion with pool and sundecks, which would host nice girls keen to please wealthy-ish patrons. There are places like this in Sao Paulo, Goiania and Recife. Does some member know if such a paradise does exist in Lisbon or vicinity? Just think about chatting under an umbrella and sipping a fresh beer surrounded by wet bikinis… getting a tan before making your pick and 'rest' upstairs!
Thanks by advance for your advises,
Long life to Portuguese Forum,
GB
PS: Peaceful, thanks for your refreshing report. I'm sure we all felt the adrenaline shot when going up the stairs with a complete unknown - more 'adventure' than 'performance being more than usual, indeed. Keep on reporting!
