FKK Vrign Tour - Part V (Lucia/Paola/Joy)
for those of you who have been reading along, this is the final step of my virgin journey into the world of the fkk. i promise you, the last long report. for those of you who just check the oase thread, keep in mind this is the last day of a 5-clubs-in-6-days odyssey.
having made the decision to cram in one more high, even though i’d be starting my journey home around 6 am the next morning, i knew just what i wanted to see as a normal tourist that day. i wonder how many of the international customers of the sauna oase, or even how many german customers, know what inspires the theme of the place. just 5 miles away from sauna oase is the saalburg, the best-preserved roman fort along the limes, that ancient frontier boundary of the roman empire connecting the defenses along the rhine with those on the danube. in the "historicism" wave of enthusiasm which swept the reunified german state in the late 19th century, wilhelm iii (you know, the one who screwed up all of bismarck’s gains and helped lead germany into that disaster called world war i) had the fort reconstructed. because it was isolated in the middle of the taunus forest, an often forbidding place which was so cold and windy on the summer day i visited that all the german tourists were wearing coats, the foundations were well preserved. it is definitely worth visiting. it has a good museum and serves as headquarters for research into roman sites in germany. unfortunately, despite its status as a unesco world heritage site, it doesn’t draw many international visitors and everything in the place is in german only. i forgot to check whether they even have an english brochure. you will certainly get more out of a visit if you get some reference material first in a language you can read.
for me, no matter, i can read german, and my tour of this fort commissioned by the caesars only primed me that much more to fuck like a caesar at the sauna oase. what a suitable impression you get walking past the statues, most of them the nude goddess prototype. i walked in at 3:30 and paid my 70 euros, which in this case gets you minimal food when they choose to serve it and no alcoholic drinks, but otherwise all the usual sauna amenities. it is an upscale looking place with a number of main rooms, a kino, an indoor pool, and the best outdoor area i’ve seen, with more of those nude goddess statues, a pool, lots of room to roam, and curious little cabins rep001tered about which don't look roman to me. back inside, the main showers are downstairs and are quite clean and nice, and those little rooms with mirrors are all over the place. even on a tuesday when it was much more subdued than world was on saturday (see part iii), it was an extremely heady atmosphere with at least 25 gorgeous girls walking around completely nude. well, completely nude except for many who wear some sort of a band across their hips. i have no idea what it’s supposed to be, it really doesn’t cover anything, but i suppose it accents their bodies.
i went downstairs to take a shower and right there was my friend from bernd’s, right on schedule! as i mentioned in my previous reports, what a great stroke of luck that i met him. we had great conversations about life and love and sex, and i got the better end of the deal, because his previous experiences at the oase opened up the possibilities there for me. for all of your reports describing the girls, it is very hard to identify who is who if you haven’t been there. we both had the idea we should eat and relax for a while before having sessions, but as we were talking, along came lucia. lucia is a pretty woman of medium height (around 5’4") and slender build with hair dyed blonde, but she was pretty aggressive. a skilled debater, too, since she parried my thrust of explaining we were waiting for some food by saying there would be no food until 5 pm, so we had an hour, and what could be better than to play first? this was true (the food part, that is), as it turned out. now, i’ve said that dealing with the aggressive women of world and oase doesn’t bother me much, and i could have/should have still turned her down, because my own rule is not to have a session with someone that aggressive. still, she’d won the debating point and was quite pretty, so at that moment it did seem logical to go ahead.
my mistake. as soon as got into the room, the upselling began. would you like anal sex, would you like to come in my mouth, would you like an hour, would you like to fuck my ass and then come in my mouth? i said, let’s start with a blowjob. she eagerly dove in, looking for the kill. now, i wasn’t worried about that, because i usually don’t cim unless i build up to it, but after enjoying the bbbj for a while (she was good, i do have to admit that) i started to position her for some screwing. this is where the session really fell apart, because she was so intent on going for the kill, she made a sudden movement to go after my cock again and banged her head on my knee. this pissed her off, even though she’d really done it to herself. still, i apologized of course, and we stopped to assess the damage, which i hardly thought could be much since she hadn’t hit my knee hard enough for me to even feel it, i only found out when she started complaining. her annoyance was intensified as she realized i was bent on fucking her and she probably couldn’t cash in that cim. however, she went ahead and we started screwing various ways, but she obviously wasn’t into it, and i certainly wasn’t at that point, so after another 10-15 minutes i suggested that i wouldn’t be able to finish this time, not with all my sessions of the past 5 days, as i explained it to her.
she was fine with that, because that meant she was done and could collect her 50 euros. in truth, this is the only girl of the 10 i had on the trip who i would say was unsatisfactory. i have seen some comments about lucia (i looked back through the oase thread now that i know who she is) saying she’s a hard worker, and i’d concede that point, but the word hustler would come more readily to my mind. the rest of the night i noticed how cold she was with any guy who wasn’t interested or declined her invitation after talking with her, and how she worked all the rooms with grim determination.
what a contrast with paola, a girl my friend started talking about after i showered and we took some food which indeed appeared right on schedule at 5 pm. paola was his favorite, someone he’d done on just about every visit to the oase, and he had heard she was there. sure enough, within a half hour she walked by. she recognized him and began to flirt with him immediately, but what a contrast in style with lucia. she was positive, witty and engaging. when he said he wasn’t ready yet, she turned to me, and when i said i was still recovering from a session, she worked both of us saying, surely, such good friends would have a great time together with her. even after all the flirting, and us putting her off, she ended the conversation very graciously, and sounded enthusiastic about the possibility of seeing us later. i thought, now this is a true professional, someone who has great people skills. even as i turned her down, i decided, soon i would have her.
we finished eating and talked for a while longer, and eventually paola floated by again. she didn’t approach us, but happily came over when we called her name. paola is fairly petite but has beautiful curves. her breasts are perfectly round and firm, and i would have guessed she’s 25, although i notice other posters stated she’s over 30. she is a dark-haired colombian who clearly has some indian ancestry mixed in. she doesn’t have perfect teeth but she has a beautiful smile, and her enthusiasm just shows through.
my friend said, make sure you visit the kino with her first, so off we went. she parked me in the front row and swayed her body in front of me, which was all it took to get me hard. she gently started in on a bbbj, during which she turned the intensity up and down. now this is a girl who, if i hadn’t had sex with 8 women already in 6 days, i could have just relaxed and watched the porn and looked at her mouth making me come. but after all that, i needed to be a little more active, and i said, let’s go to a room. off we went to the land of 4 mirrored walls. she could tell i just wanted to screw her (i told you, she has good people skills) and opened her legs for me after applying the condom with her mouth. after missionary and then her on top we moved on to doggy. won’t belabor this description any more, but it ended with her pushing her perfect round bottom into me. what a beautiful feeling with such a beautifully sexy woman. not a religious experience this time, but i could envision one with her sooner or later. highly recommended.
ok, it was still early but i’d had two sessions, so maybe it was time to drive back. nope, not tonight, i was having too much fun and it was my last chance. just like world on saturday, after that satisfying session the girls started to look even better. my friend and i kept talking, and we must both be pessimists, because what we discussed was how long this paradise called fkk could possibly last. you know, when something is too good to be true, it usually is. we can see the reaction to all this, the increasing pressure on clubs like the colosseum in augsburg by the bavarian authorities. it could be described as that old aphorism, there must be something wrong because we’re all having just too much fun. it is true, i’m sure, that there are real problems with trafficking girls, but i’d say the authorities should then deal with that. there are illegal workers in many industries, but no one says we should stop making toys or textiles.
enough gloomy interlude. right now, my attitude has to be, enjoy it while i can. with nine sexual encounters in 5 club nights already, i was way beyond my wildest estimation of my own capabilities, but i decided, why not just one more? then joy, a girl from thailand with that classic tiny build, showed up on the scene. it was after 8 pm and most of the night shift had shown up (oase is open until 4 or 5 am! ). now there were way more than 30 sexy naked girls walking around, keeping me well stimulated. we kind of attracted joy’s attention and, like paola, she played one of us, then the other, then told us how well she could satisfy both of us at once. i believe she could, and when i get to the point of feeling up to it, i will definitely try that with her or paola or someone. but, not tonight. like paola, joy ended the conversation graciously when it was clear we weren’t ready.
my friend and i hung around, we talked, and i kept looking at the amazing eye candy which became more and more animated as the evening moved into prime time. he said joy was reputed to be good. even though it had been less than an hour after i finished with paola, when joy came by again, i bid her over. she smiled broadly as she realized i was indicating that now i was ready. off one last time to the kino, another bbbj in the front row. what is it they say about thai girls? small and delicate, but super skilled and high energy. after this tiny joy, i need no more convincing. we moved on to the room and she was all over me, working me in each position we tried. when she was on top, such a tiny girl could really stroke my cock with her pussy. nonetheless, she being now the 10th woman in 5 club nights and with my 7th cum impending, i needed to go back to my favorite doggy position, with her flat on her stomach and me pounding from behind and below, my legs around her hips. she laid there with her head to the side looking quite dreamy. no doubt, another reflection of extensive practice, but lying silent with her eyes closed, she looked so sexy. it took a while but i built to a climax. afterwards, i felt truly worn out, and i said to her, you know, i came but feel like i had nothing to give. we took off the condom and, sure enough, no real evidence of coming. no, jackyo, i didn’t fake it, i guess i really had nothing left. still felt just as good, though.
tiny joy was a great joy to me, and i think she could find a way to satisfy any of you. it wasn’t even 11 pm but i was done. a group of turks came in and livened things up, and the club seemed ready for that because a belly dancer walked over to the pole for some gyrations as soon as they appeared. i will add one more description. my friend had a session while i did lucia, but i was ticked enough about that i never did find out who he did. but later in the evening, verona waltzed in. verona is a croatian with platinum blond hair, and a super-hard body. with the four women my friend and i both saw during my trip, my experience matched what he said pretty closely. so when he described verona as another dream girl, that’s good enough for me. he went on to a session with her while i was doing paola, and said she was better than ever. his culminating high for the trip. so, if she’s there the next time i’m at the oase, i’ll go after her, and i’d recommend her to anyone, second-hand basis or not.
the women were looking better and better, but around 1 am i thought, all great things must come to an end. my friend said it would take 4 hours to drive as far as copenhagen at that hour, as opposed to 8 hours during the day, and i had an hour drive back to limburg, so we said our goodbyes and my fkk virgin tour was over.
i have one final thought, something which relates to another conversation between my scandinavian friend and me, on biology and the human condition. i find this funny, but after 10 women in 5 clubs, including three sessions i’d describe as close to a religious experience, the one vision burned into my retinas is of the last girl we flirted with. she is a tall (maybe 6 feet), very slim hungarian who calls herself jennifer. she looks barely out of her teens, and indeed she said she was 20. once i spotted her, i watched her walk by again and again with her straight blond hair down to the middle of her back, her somewhat reserved but fascinating expression, her small chest high and proudly stuck out, and that perfect little behind moving rhythmically as she walked away, sometimes wrapped in a towel folded to make a thin band over it, and sometimes just gloriously naked.
after all my experiences on this first fkk tour, all the great memories, that’s the picture i remembered, and those were the impossibly long legs wrapped around me in my mind as i had sex two days after i got back home. the girl i didn’t get to fuck (yet! ). now that is the curse, and that is the glory, of the human male condition. that’s what keeps us going, really.
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Romans and Asterix and Obelix
[QUOTE=Globus]I think many people know – or at least should know ;–)
The name of one of the German forum does refer to this historical background – in a almost self-ironic way, the readers and contributors call themselves "Romans".
Recently, there was even the (ironic) question whether FKK World is still – geographically – within the old borders of the Roman empire or not. There are the remains of a Roman watchtower respectively the "limes" near/in Pohlheim (actuallly I think it's more sort of a restored tower).
Thanks for bringing up some interesting details. :–)
Cheers,
Globus[/QUOTE]
The RF is called Roemerforum because of a series of posts which the guys put on the older predecessor German language forum which constantly referred to [i]Asterix and Obelix[/i]. So the guys are Senators, Legionnaires, etc... and started calling themselves names with -ix suffixes: Deanix, z. B. Wolfl is Lupus Sextilus, Feldstecher is Gerne Kuschelus, etc..
Hence the Roman references.
But if you aren't familiar with Asterix and Obelix, these references won't really make much sense.
The guys don't really speak Latin. It just seems that way.
The Romans colonized parts of modern day German. Though the Muenchner claim they live in the northern most Italian city in Europe, they were in Koeln too. In fact, the name Koeln comes from Colonia.
