Lisbon

[QUOTE=Swpc10]I would PM you for more info, but I need to subscribe, and that takes 24 hours (which I am doing).

Basic question, does she speak enough English for me to call and get directions/book an appointment?[/QUOTE]

I remember she told me about having taken a quick course of basic English, perhaps she understands enough to accept the booking if you use simple words like today, tomorrow, 3, 4, etc. Definitely not enough to maintain a conversation during the performance… anyway, and this is a personal note, the silence makes me feel and enjoy her hands even better.
I can give you the directions on how to get there – it’s very easy to find. Better yet if you drop me a line.
Regards.

remember lilia?

[url]http://www.internationalsexguide.info/forum/showpost.php?p=464985&postcount=671[/url]

well, she's been away for a good part of last summer and early fall. that's when "i heard it through the grapevine" that she had, once again, abandoned her slavic olympian abode and returned to fair lusitania. a breathless kama leão ran hastily to costa da caparica... only to be informed that princess lilia was "busy" and booked for the following hour!... "flow my tears...", john dowland's words - which the wretched sting so mercilessly loves to slaughter - came to mind. yet one cannot bear too much misery without conjuring some sort of redemption. and redemption was there, right before his eyes.

no lilia, i kid you not. natalia - the bearer of lilia's unavailability news - has not her angelic features, is not even pretty (not ugly either, just a regular nice girl face), somewhat overweight (but don't let that put you off), probably a late 30s, early 40s, russian blonde woman, with soft breasts and... definitely desperate to please you!

yes, i've been growing steadily fond of the eastern front "femmes de joie" and natalia will not be the first exception. she kisses avidly (and you never, ever sense that she's doing it because she's supposed to), offers herself to your and her pleasure - orgasms after daty and "la levrette" ("doggy" sounds too harsh to kl's refined ears...) were proudly admitted and i dare not doubt it, her spasms were too graphically real to be faked -, and it will only be fair to say that her bbbj skills should qualify her for a place in the top 10 of lisbon's current pratitioners of the "royal art" now that alexandra (classic ladies) is oh so sadly departed (yes, dearest fellow mongers, we can now start to talk of a lisbon with and without alexandra and the latter will not be a better place)!

and she's a dear. i greatly loved not really-ugly duckling natalia. but i can't wait much longer for lilia...

Another victim of this callous trade.

After a day of hard underpaid labour, young ‘Murilloa’ (name changed to protect the innocent) was walking home to his tiny fourth floor walk-up in Lisbon’s humble Poço de Borratem district, when he was approached by an attractive stranger who lured him into a café.

There, he listened to stories of the fortunes to be made on the golden streets of London. Poor, hungry, under-educated, he was easy prey as his new friend offered him a respectable job working as a prostitute in Tony Blair’s Utopian capital.

Days later, Muri boarded a plane, full of hope for the future: a chance to send money back to his aged Mom, and perhaps to save up for his dream home, a one bedroom apartment in Avenida Almirante Reis.

But like so many others, he encountered a different and cruel reality when he arrived at London’s notorious Gatwick airport. There, he was met by a group of men who took his passport and hurried him away in a minicab to the infamous ‘City’ district, where he was ‘sold’ to an international financial consortium.

After a savage beating to break his spirit, he was put to ‘work’ in a tiny airless cell on the eighteenth floor of a hideous glass and steel ‘office block’. Exhausted, frightened, with only a computer for company, he now serves global capitalism, six days a week, sometimes forced to service as many as thirty e-mails from ‘clients’ in one day. Confused and terrified, he has no idea when this nightmare will end, or when he will see the streets of his beloved Lisbon again.

What does the future hold for Mur, one of so many victims of this heartless trade in humankind?

Pompeii's erotic past revealed

Each fresco reveals a different sex scene
Hundreds of tourists have been queuing in the ancient Roman city of Pompeii, Italy, to gain entry to one of the city's most extravagant brothels.
The 2,000-year-old building, featuring erotic fresco paintings, has been re-opened after a costly restoration.

The Lupanare - from the Latin word "lupa" for prostitute - is regarded as one of Pompeii's main attractions.

The town, by the slopes of Mount Vesuvius near Naples, was destroyed by a catastrophic eruption in AD79.

The eruption helped preserve the city, allowing insights into life under the Romans.

Prostitute specialities

In those times, prostitution was not illegal. Sex workers were often slaves, and many came from Greece.


The brothel is becoming one of Pompeii's star attractions

Some of their names and those of their clients are still visible - scrawled on the walls of the small cubicles where the sex workers took their customers.

The erotic frescoes painted above each door of the two-storey brothel are believed to suggest the prostitute's speciality.

According to archaeologists, sex workers charged the equivalent of the price at that time of eight glasses of red wine.

The BBC's David Willey in Pompeii says the site is attracting considerable interest from tourists.

One guide told him while there was not much to see in the brothel, there were "a lot of things to imagine".

The restoration has cost $250,000 (200,000 euros; £134,000) and taken one year.
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In 2,000 years time, somebody will find something like that in Poço !

"According to archaeologists, sex workers charged the equivalent of the price at that time of eight glasses of red wine."

Hmm.. 2,000 years later, in the Poço … glass of good tinto from the Alentejo: €2.00.

Sabina should therefore be spreading for €16, but instead asks €25 and you have to possess nerves of steel to hold her to just that.

And here in Londinium, where Mur is exiled for the foreseeable future:

Glass of Australian Cabernet Sauvignon in Soho pub: £4.00

‘Quickie’ with Lithuanian blonde, in walk-up next door: not £32, but a mere £20, plus two quid for the maid, price list on wall, no bargaining hassles.

Conclusion: on the ‘Pompeii baseline’ of WMR (World Mongering Rates), London is a better deal for hobbyists than Lisbon.

BUT
Economics is a complex ‘science’. The above conclusion is probably based on a false assumption, being predicated on fast-food service. Now, was it just a ten–minute shag that the Pompeii putas were providing?

Unlikely. First, because we read of frescoes depicting the ‘speciality’ offered by each girl. Next, because we know from ancient authors that the Romans were eager dirt-track riders, just as enthusiastic about the back passage as their World-Cup-winning descendants.

Add to this the fact that "many [of the ladies] came from Greece", and you can establish that ‘A’ was a staple of this service. Latex not having been invented, and syphilis not yet imported from the Americas, we may also assume that the full performance was uncovered.

So: BBBJ with ‘A’ to follow, in modern Londinium? £150, or 35 glasses of wine.

In Lisbon? Perhaps as little as €60, or 30 glasses of wine.

So prices have slipped way out of control since ancient times, and we realise, as if we didn’t know already, that the Pompeii mongers had a better time than us. Add that they endured no mobile phones, no SUVs, no income tax and no MTV, and in the stadium they could watch the equivalent of Sporting and Benfica actually killing each other, why, you get an unrivalled quality of life.

However, they did live in fear of terrorist attacks just as we do here in London: and who needs Al-Qaeda when you live in the shadow of Vesuvius?

Hi Guys and Girls,

I will be visiting Lisbon / Estroil for 3 days.

I would like to have some info regarding where I can spend nice hours ? Clubs / Girls.

This is my first visit to Lisbon.

Thx for your help.

Joseph

J44, at least do a search on the many threads , tell us what you've found then, ask for fresh info, Bois

Dearest Muri

I hope you have a great time in beautiful (and expensive) London...
It is tremendously unfortunate for us to loose our best member, a jewel on top of the crown, our top scorer as they would say on the pitch, our lightest fedder, our sharpest eye. You´re fans will have to read the London section to retrieve your glamorous humor and your so talented writing.

Hope the best for you
Grande Muri

Do not write the epitaph yet. Temporarily lost in London, Mur retains his flat in Lisbon. Ideally he would become a commuter, best of both worlds, some time here and some there. This could get expensive, however, and the mighty bosses also need to be convinced.

There’ll certainly be Lisbon visits, and those visits will include monger activity, and that activity will be reported here.

Meanwhile, although suffering ‘saudades’ for Lisbon, Mur spends his limited free time enjoying a rediscovery of Tonytown. It’s true the place is costly, but some of the best Art Galleries and Museums in the world are here, and they are free.

Well, entrance is free, but there is so much hot tourist pussy on parade, that after an hour in the National Gallery you need to walk 500 metres across to Soho and shed £20, not of course before consuming eight glasses of wine…

In fact the budget is strictly administered – one Friday visit to Lori, plus one walk-up event, per week, and one Sacred Rose Party per month. Not much point telling the stories on the London board, which doesn’t have the same community feel as the Lisbon one.

Anyhow, thanks for kind words, Zé.

Nearly as kind as Lori. On Friday, there we were lying post-coitally on that huge bed at Blore House – Mur red and sweaty, the goddess cool tranquil and sublime -and she answered his latest marriage proposal by exclaiming, “Out of all the men I know, you are surely the craziest!”

Now that’s a compliment, coming from a babe who ‘knows’ as many men as Lori does…

Keep the torch burning bright, Lusomongers.

Without the active presence here of Master Murilloa, we all, Lisbon mongers, have the obligation of keeping busy the finest working girls around – and report. Those reports, even without his verve and style, will certainly nourish the link between him and the small world of the Lisbon beauties.
I wish, Murilloa, you can commute, and if your bosses need convincing, perhaps you could bribe them with eight glasses of red wine…

Sometime ago in my mongering life, after the fall of the Romanian-Romi dynasty, a new period was inaugurated: the Brazilian. Faithful to my new trend, but not to my current princess of Paraná about whom I’ll report later, and being somewhat fascinated by the pictures, I visited this Dany girl from Rondonia (perhaps the farthest state of Brasil):

C.M.:
ARROIOS... Dany... Morena... Escultural... Meiguinha... Sensual... Nivel... [url]www.realezas.com/dani.html[/url] Tm.960439381- Deslocações

Her body is even better than the pictures show, her face, a very nice surprise. The hair is brown, not very dark as the pictures suggest, and was overdone – to my taste. I prefer it loose and wild. Her performance was fair, good cbj, does not refuse but does not enjoy deep kissing, likes to change positions, anal (I did not reach that stage…) and a very good attitude. She did not ask for the €40 fee in advance, and made me feel quite comfortable with her, no rush at all.

However:
The building is in R. Carlos Mardel, near Alameda north side, very decent. Inside, the décor is horrifying, it was decadent twenty years ago, imagine now. An ugly girl in lingerie answered the door and asked me to sit for a minute, I think while Dany was perhaps giving herself a final beauty touch before meeting me. There, staring at the door for 3 or 4 minutes I thought a thousand times: What am I doing here? Am I insane? I should flee while I have my pants and my euros on, this is the house of the worst witch of my childhood!

A second later enters the most gracious creature in a revealing underwear and leads me inside a sizeable bedroom with a large bed, sofa, dvd player showing a dirty movie that I haven’t paid attention to…, and near, a separate passable bathroom.
Lights dimmed, I pinched myself to be sure I was not dreaming, and let operations begin. But not before thanking my grandfather who taught me many years ago that bad witches do not exist.

[QUOTE=Alfonso]Where do the mature ladies of pleasure hang around in Lisboa?
Poco sounds from the descriptions like it may be full of young East europeans -- not really to my taste. I prefer the more mature latino lady.

Any suggestions on where to look for this?

Thankx,
AP.[/QUOTE]I think that Travessa do Cidadao Goncalvez is one of the best places, metro-station Intendente.

I had the honour to meet you several times in Lisboa and I am going to miss you well-written "ass"-essments on girls and places.

It would be nice seeing you back here.

Carlos Primeros

I m in Cascais and looking for a nice welcoming lady, preferably with her own apartment. Feel free to call me at 981 08 71.

Kisses,

Philippe

[QUOTE=Pedrocas]I think that Travessa do Cidadao Goncalvez is one of the best places, metro-station Intendente.[/QUOTE]

Thank you for your reply.
Is this a dangerous area during daytime? Intendente has a bad reputation.

AP.

[QUOTE=Piotr]Chupa Cabras

To commemorate the holiday in Poço, you chose perhaps the best performer… face and feet not so nice, but everything in between is outstanding, plus a positive attitude seldom found in SWs. She has 2 photos here in the photo gallery.

Congratulations for your report. You gambled and won the Poço lottery![/QUOTE]

Visited Lisbon last weekend and managed a quick visit to Poco while my wife headed shopping ;)

Had hoped to win the lottery having heard some of her reviews. I turned the corner and before I had a chance to assess the other 4/5 girls Lili strutted over to me and I easily forgot the rest. Within a minute i was watching her undress - what a body !!

bbbj - couple of positions & shot on her amazing breasts. Had to rush back to the hotel so didn't get to fully appreciate the GFE/cuddling that followed. Didn't ask for agreed change (10) from 50.

Highly, highly recommended, (pity about the seedy room/venue)