Berlin

After my presentation at work, I felt a weight lift from my shoulders, and with that, I felt a surge of energy through my veins, and especially into my dick. I was kicking myself for having walked out of Brigitta Duemichen empty handed and limp-dicked, but hey, I still had two days in Berlin, and I was determined to make the most of it. I swallowed a half-pill of Levitra as I left work at 6:30, and I made my way over to the famed van Kampen. I had read so much about this place, I was very excited to finally be going there. My strategy had been to test all of the others, and then save van Kampen for Thursday. By saving the best place for the day before my last day in Berlin, I was building up to the crescendo. It also gave me an extra day to either re-visit one of the previous establishments, or to revisit van Kampen on Friday.

In any case, I made my way over to van Kampen at 7:30pm. This place is extremely easy to find – right next to a car dealership on a busy street right outside the Heidelbergerplatz S-Bahn station. Additionally, there is a gold plaque visible from the street with ‘Van Kampen’ proudly emblazoned on it. I love Berlin! So I was buzzed in, and as I walked up the stairs I felt the familiar flutter of butterflies in my stomach, as well as the tingling of anticipation in my dick. The Levitra was kicking in, and I was all raging and ready to go, boy this was going to be good.

I was greeted by a middle-aged woman who spoke some English (not a lot). She showed me into a room and asked me to wait. The room was small, dark, slightly dirty, noisy from the street noise and very, very hot. That week in Berlin temperatures were in the mid-30s, and this building did not have any A/C. It was not the most comfortable of rooms. I also kept comparing it to the serene, sophisticated ambience of Royal, and unfortunately there simply is no comparison. In any case, I was ready to explode, so I did not really care too much.

The parade began, much to my delight, with a tall, strongly-built girl. She was wearing a short, plaid skirt and a school blouse (mmmphphp). She was certainly a beautiful woman, but not my type at all. I thought she introduced herself as Sheila, but looking now at their website I can say for sure that this was not Sheila. Rather, she looks more like the girl on the website named Ela, and so I think it is very likely that I mis-heard her name.

And to my dismay, that was the end of the parade! The mama-san walked in and apologized, saying that it was very busy, and that was all that they had at that time. Hell, my boy was ready to explode, but I sure as hell was not going to blow my wad on someone I did not find attractive. I kept thinking that if worse comes to worse, I could save my Euros for Laura at Royal. So I told her that I would return soon, and she agreed. She told me to return in half an hour to an hour.

So I left, and walked around for a while. I found this nice little restaurant a few blocks down and had a small, simple dinner. I followed that up with a double espresso, and rushed back to van Kampen. As I approached the door on the street, I saw this guy in a brand new Porsche pull up the curb, and I figured he was on his way in too. So I rushed the last few steps so as to beat the rich fucker to the door. I was buzzed in and Porsche-man was still getting out of his car, so I scampered up the steps to be met by glum mama-san, who had a very distressed look on her face. She explained that this time there were absolutely no girls available at all (by now it was 8:20pm). Phew, that was a downer. So I turned around and plodded down the stairs. I passed the rich guy on the way down, and I saw the smile of anticipation on his face. Poor sod. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I heard mama san telling the guy that there were no women available, and the guy was getting angry and began shouting. What is she supposed to do? I remember thinking that he was being a dick, but then it occurred to me that maybe he had made an appointment to see a particular girl. Anyway, that was his problem, I had my own problem (in the form of a Levitra-fed dick that was throbbing and screaming for attention).

What to do? For about a half a second, my fatigue and laziness combined to allow me to consider going back to the hotel and whacking off to some porno flick. But I looked out at the setting sun, felt the warmth of the evening air on my skin, and realized that were I to do suc a thing it would be a monumental failure of my manhood. I absolutely would never live this down. It was now past 8pm (which is when Royal closes), so I decided to walk to Kamilla Dee’s. It is only 5-10 minutes away from van Kampen, so it made for a nice walk.

So overall, let me say that the actual facilities at van Kampen did not match up to either Royal or Brigitta Duemichen. Additionally, the girls that I walked passed while inside the establishment looked good, butnot significantly better than KD or Royal. Were I to return to Berlin, I would definitley visit van Kampen again, but the idea that it is far-and-away the best place in Berlin does not hold true for me any more. Of course, YMMV.

I walked into KDs at around 9pm, and was shown to a really large room with a huge bed and large mirrors on two walls. The parade consisted of 6 girls (much better than van Kampen, twenty minutes earlier), of which two were of quality greater than 7. I selected Cheyenne – a cute, voluptuous blonde with a fantastic smile and a nice, large ass. We did the normals – she asked how long, I told her 45 minutes, I paid, undressed, showered, returned to the room and waited for her to enter.

She was wearing tight jeans that revealed her large ass, as well as a black bikini top. She has dirty-blonde hair, an oval shaped face with a very pretty smile. I remember her from the webpage, and it said that she does anal. While I am intrigued by anal, I am not quite ready for that, but I thought it would be nice to have that as an option, in case I feel the need to experiment.

She began undressing, and holy fuck, I nearly passed out. Cheyenne is what you would call a voluptuous or well-endowed woman. She is not really *fat*, but she is certainly on the large side. All the girls that I had sampled in Berlin up until that point had been very slim girls, and Cheyenne was a departure from that mould, but let me just say right now that it was a fabulous experience. I think it was so good because she has a ridiculously beautiful body, as well as an absolutely gem-like personality. S1o she stripped out of her clothes and stood there before me in all her glory. I was standing too, and suddenly (I mean in a matter of seconds), little kumbu stood straight up. She laughed at the sudden standing-to-attention, and I was a little flustered by it myself. I figured it was the effect of the Levitra.

So she lay down on her stomach and I started my ass-grabbing routine. Like I said, she is a large lady, which made the meat-handling all the more fun. Her ass was large, wide, fleshy and yet very, very firm. She is a young girl, perhaps 21 or 22, and she has that youthful verve. As she was showing me the shower earlier, she was running though the corridors like a young 9 year old, shouting at people to get out of the way, making faces at me, etc. She has that child-like quality that you almost never find in a place like this, and it was just a charm to be around.

She told me that she used to be an athlete when she was in school, and I could definitely tell. Her legs were slightly large, but very, very shapely and firm. Her shoulders were wide and strong, and her back was taught like a flat ironing-board. Her belly was slightly round, and her ass was wonderfully round. And finally her breasts were large, soft and oh so very tasty. Her skin was soft and a golden-orange tone. It smelled of some scented skin oil, and felt as smooth as soft butter.

So I plowed my hands into her ass flesh for about 10 minutes, and then I flipped her around and started suckling her beautiful breasts, all the while holding a great little conversation with her. At one point she notices the difference in size between her breasts and my puny little hands and she grabs her breasts and says ‘Mammmmmma!’ This was in reference to how large and womanly her breasts are. She complained about being over-weight, and I tried to tell her how phenomenally great her body was. She said that while SHE agreed, she also recognized that her beauty was not for every man. I thought that was a very mature attitude. On another topic, I asked her how many girls work at KDs, and she said something like 40-50. I was surprised by this, but she said that rarely do they have more than 12 working at any one time. The idea is to be able to have a parade of at least 5-6 girls, even at the busiest of times. And given my experience that night with van Kampen, this is a business practice that I very much endorse.

Anyway, after the breast-munching (which lasted no more than 5 minutes, cut short by my choice), she slapped on a cover and started felatting my boy. I noticed immediately that she has a stud in her tongue, which she uses to great effect. This lasted a few minutes, and then we stitched into missionary position, followed by cowgirl. I grabbed her ass and her hips and she rocked back and forth on me, and I must say it was a really wonderful ending to my long and tiring day. I felt the urge coming on, and I did not want to end it in this position, so I indicated to switch to doggie position, and she obliged. As she rolled off me, my eyes fixated on her ass and followed it like a hunter’s scope on a deer. She got on all fours and before she actually set herself in the position, she looked over at me and smiled. What was she thinking? Why did she do this? This little act really is indicative of Cheyenne herself – she is just so full of life, enjoying every moment, I truly got the rare feeling that she was having a great time.

I was on the opposite side of the bed to her, and so I moved slowly over towards her up-raised ass. As I moved forward, I lowered my head and planted my lips squarely on the left cheek of her ass while both my hands grabbed her hips, and then I kissed her right cheek, signifying the beginning of the real experience. She laughed. I then straightened out my frame and looked down at her spread ass cheeks. They were wide open, revealing an asshole of rather nondescript features. What I mean by this is that it was neither a perfect little corn hole, nor a bulbous asshole, but it was kind of a boring old asshole with few distinctive features. I bent down a little closer to take a better look, and I realized that the reason for this was that it was all waxed up. Ah-ha, now I figured it out – she was all ready for anal. So I took the plunge – I asked her if we could do anal. She paused, and then she flipped over and started to explain. She said that normally she does allow it, for an extra fee, but that because little kumbu was a little too long, she did not think she could do it. I told her that I would not use all of the little guy, but she still felt uncomfortable. I guess this is understandable. And given that I am not really that much of a fan of anal sex, I conceded and moved on to regular old doggie style sex. But if you ask ahead of time, I suspect Cheyenne would be willing to do this for you.

So in goes kumbu, nice and tight, spreading her pussy like Moses through the red sea. And as I spread her pussy, I notice that her asshole convulses slightly (?). So I thrust ever so slowly inwards, and she gasps some breath, and I pull out ever so slowly, and she releases her breath. I thrust in very slowly, and she moans, and I pull back slowly, and she purrs. I thrust in, she growls, I pull out, she Ooooohs. This was the most well-choreographed doggie-style experience I had ever had, and it was just fabulous! We were situated right in front of a large wall-mirror and I could see myself full-on as I fucked her. Just about every other woman that I have been with in this situation has been fixated on her own face – they lie there and look into their eyes as you do your own business. But as I fucked her and grabbed her ass and enjoyed the very real experience of doggie with her, I noticed that she was looking at me in the mirror smiling and licking her lips. Are you fucking kidding me?!?!?

Levitra has the effect of causing unending swelling in the nether regions, but it also diminishes sensitivity a little, and this makes for a longer experience. So I pumped her for a good 5-6 minutes before finally exploding and collapsing a broken man on her beautiful, soft hips. She giggled and whispered things to me for a good five more minutes before cleaning me up and snuggling in my arms. I was falling asleep, so I decided I had better get out of there. We got up, I went to shower, and when I was done she was waiting for me in the room. She kissed me goodbye, and off I went, a happy idiot walking into the Berlin night. Later that night, as I lay my head on my hotel pillow and closed my eyes, I dreamt of Cheyenne's ass. Actually, I dreamt of her lying face-down on the bed with me running my hands over her entire back, from neck to ankles. If any of you guys have the pleasure of Cheyenne's company in the near future, do me a favor and run your hands from her neck down to her ankles (making sure to sample everything in between). And if you could PM me when you do it and share with me the delight it brought to you, I would very much appreciate it.

So this was my second experience with KDs in as many nights, and both times it was excellent. I thought Laura was perhaps the fitter of the girls, and the face-sitting was a very unexpected delight, but Cheyenne was easily the more pleasant and charming girl, and her voluptuous figure was a very tasty departure from the norm. I would highly, highly recommend Cheyenne to anyone who is not on the prowl for a pencil-thin girl.

My next report will be on my last day in beautiful Berlin, where I have the pleasure of an encore visit with Laura of Royal, as well as a disastrous trip to Venus girls.

Thanks for the report Kumbu-entertaining and informative as usual. I was starting to dispair that you had given up as it was such a long time between posts.

Thanks for taking the time to make the Berlin board active.

I do have a question regarding KD's. How much was the donation for your time with Chyenne (45mins. I believe) and had Greek been on the menu, would it have cost extra.

I have had my eye on this lady for some time now and your report may have tipped the scales in her favor. Also, how accurate would you say are the pictures of Chyenne on the KD web site. She does not look as large as your report seems to suggest.

Keep it up,

Regards-AM

I went to Berlin recently and I have called KD escort service. the girl on the phone spoke decent english so she understood what I was looking for and then she call me back with some (to be honest just 2) proposal

We agreed with 1 hour service at my hotel for 200€ with a busty little blond.

I have to say that the meeting was really satisfactory , 200E worth!

Angus,
I paid 120 Euros for 45 minutes with Cheyenne, and I tipped an additional 20 Euros (up front), totalling 140 Euros. Absolutely worth every euro. I'm afraid I did not ask how much the extra for anal would have been, but I really doubt it would be too much more, perhaps another 30 Euros?

As for the pictures, I just looked at them, and I would say that the pictures are a little misleading. In the pictures she looks rather slim and lanky, with long legs. I think her legs are certainly long and sexy, but not quite as lanky as the pictures suggest. But please remember that she is still one hell of a sexy lady. I generaly prefer slim women, and while Cheyenne was a little bigger than I would normally look for, she is most definitely worth your time and money. Let me put it this way: if I were to return to KD and Cheyenne was in the line-up, I would probably pick her again.

One piece of advise is for you to ask for the anal ahead of time. For whatever reason, I just cannot do such things while fully clothed - I just feel like such a degenerate ("I'd like to stick my dick up your ass, how much for that?"). But if you do want to do that, put your shame aside and go for it. As I have been told before, these ladies have seen and heard everything before.

ok, so this was my last day in berlin, and as i intimated in my previous posts, i was getting pretty fatigued from all this fucking. i decided to ditch all the work-related activities that were set up for me in favor of a full days worth of mongering. here is a summary of what happened. details will follow.

- saw laura at royal for the second time, had the most sublime mongering experience of my life.
- went over to tiffany later in the afternoon, ditched without seeing anyone
- made the error of trekking across town to venus girls, saw anyeshka. no good, would not recommend.

i woke up late that morning and had a large, slow, gentle, relaxed breakfast at the hotel. i sipped the coffee, munched on some pastries, ate an apple, all the while pondering the day of devastating debauchery that lay ahead of me. it’s quite a sublime feeling. overnight i had thought about the various places i had visited over the last week: la folie, royal, kamilla dee’s, and the two duds van kampen and brigitta duemichen. i was very tempted to try the last two again today, because i had read fantastic reviews of these places on this forum, as well as the fact that the establishments themselves gave me a pretty good vibe when i visited them. i knew my bad experiences were down purely to luck, so they deserved another shot.

but there were two other things playing in my mind. first, laura from royal had told me that she works on m-w-f, and today was friday. my first experience with her was so good, and yes there was the danger that i would spoil a good thing, but i didn’t care: i just had to take her for a second spin. second, there were ten additional establishments on my list that i had painstakingly detailed on my little cheat-sheet. i had spent hours upon hours reading, researching, judging, etc. 15 different establishments, and i really wanted to check out at least a couple more of these places. so i decided that my plan of attack would be to go to royal first, and then check out tiffany on the zobeltitz, and then if stamina allowed, venus girls on kastanienalee.

i wandered out of my hotel at around 10 am and did some sight-seeing around the zoo area for a while. i then took the u-bahn to bundesplatz. by the time i got there it was a little early (around 11:30am), and given that the temperature that day was something like 36 degrees, i decided to look for some place to buy some water. i found a little convenience store right around the corner and got some cold sparkling water and went into the platz and sat sipping my water for about half an hour. i sat watching from a place that offered me a full view of the door to royal (i was sitting diagonally across the platz from the door), and i felt like some sort of stalker watching to see if any obvious mongerers go into the place. i was kind of hoping to see laura go in – i was wondering what she looked like in street clothes. i saw a couple of people go in and out, but given that the building is a perfectly respectable place, i couldn’t really tell if they were there for legitimate reasons, or to get freeky with some beautiful girl from royal. as i wondered about that, i realized that time was wasting, and that laura was just sitting up there on her pretty ass – get to it man!

i rang the bell at exactly 12:15, and this time i was greeted by the madam of the establishment (a blonde woman in her late 40’s perhaps, who was obviously a stunner in her day) and led into the same small holding room where apparently they conduct all the line-ups. she asked if i knew the rules, and i nodded anxiously, and so the parade began. laura was second in the line-up, and she came over and introduced herself. i said ‘nice to see you again’, and she was confused – she obviously did not remember me. i was a little hurt by this – wasn’t it as good for you as it was for me?? didn’t i make the same indelible mark on you as you did on me?? am i not the only one that you have had sex with in the last 3 days?? anyway, that lasted about half a second before i realized i am not a chick, and as she walked away (showing off that once-in-a-life-time ass in an orange string bikini) i realized there were more girls in the line up. the last time i came here was on wed at around the same time, and the line-up consisted of three girls (see previous report). this time the line up consisted of six girls, of which four were very attractive (on my scale, they were all 7s or more), and the other two were maybe 5-6. there was one girl (i don’t remember her name, sorry) who looked really stunning – blonde, sweet smile, maybe in her late 20’s, but she must have been a full six feet tall with legs like you wont believe. she was wearing six-inch stiletto heals and a one-piece swim suite with a sheer wrap around her waist. as she walked in, a chorus in my mind began chanting one repetitive word “legs! legs! legs!” – they were strong, toned, perfectly shaped and as long as you can imagine. a man could get lost in those legs for hours at a time. so when the parade was over i had a decision to make: laura with the delicious, plump, firm ass, the wonderful smile and soft, sweet personality…or legs?

a touch decision, but i went with laura – and i have absolutely no regrets. so she came in, took my hand and walked me down to a different room from the one i was in on wednesday. it was a larger room than the last one, with a large four-post bed with a silk cloth draped over the top of it. this made for a very sexy and elegant atmosphere. there was a large leather couch in the room, as well as a beautiful large mirror on the wall. soft, rhythmic music was being piped in from somewhere, and the whole thing makes for a very surreal experience. she asked me what i wanted, and i said ‘the same as last time’, and she crinkled her nose and tilted her head to the side quizzically. i waited to see if she would remember (we all have a little bit of chick in us), and a second later her eyes light up in recognition. she laughed and i laughed and she tried to explain why she had not remembered me and i jokingly waived her off. let’s just get to business, shall we?

i paid her 100 euros (the cost is 90 euros for 45 minutes), and she showed me to the shower. afterwards she was waiting for me outside the door. we walked back to the room, my eyes fixed on her rump, and when we got into the room it began. she took off her bikini top and slipped out of the bikini bottom. i was particularly interested in this second piece of clothing – i watched with an eagle eye as she hooked her thumbs on the strap, slipped it off her wide hips, and it stretched to get past the flesh of her ass, and once that was done it shriveled and rolled as it was pushed down her long, silky legs. phew, god, if you exist and are listening, thank you.

so she lay down on her stomach and waited for me to start my massage (she remembered what my routine was, and that satisfied the estrogen in me). so i got my hands onto her shoulders and started rubbing and stroking. we were talking about various things like where she lives (in a village outside berlin), what she did between wed and fri (went sailing, hence her deeper tan), what she does outside of this place (a student, although at that time she was on summer vacation), etc. but as i massaged her shoulders and upper back, and as we talked, my eyes were fixated squarely on her ass. my eyes moved over her lower back, stroked down the round, perfect arch of her back, counting the little spinal ridges along the way. i imagined rubbing my closed lips in the little blonde fluff at the base of her spine. i caressed the butt crack with my eyes from top to bottom, aching to put my lips into that flesh. i noticed the slight irregularity at the top of her butt crack, ever so slight, which gave her ass even more character than it already had. i traced the creases at the bottom of her cheeks from left to right, and back again. as i massaged her neck and moved from left side to right side, i noticed that her ass would wobble in response to my pressure. so i started to alternate pressure from her left shoulder to her right shoulder, watching her ass wobble back and forth – it was mesmerizing, hypnotic, sheer sensual decadence on my part. needless to say i was very distracted and i was giving her a pretty shitty massage, but i think she was enjoying the quiet, relaxed atmosphere.

this lasted longer than i anticipated, something like 5-6 minutes. but as i moved my massage down her lower back, i decided to waste no more time and i started to kiss her back. i started between the shoulder blades and i moved methodically across her back, down a couple of inches, and back across to the other side. i made my way down her back until i reached that blonde fluff that i had been eyeing. and i closed my lips and rubbed them against the fluff. it was soft, but coarse at the same time, and really very, very sexy.

a few seconds of this and i had to move on to more interesting things: her ass. i started by slowly kissing the very top of the ass, moving from left to right, tracing the ridge of her hips. i kissed all the way across to the very side of her ass, moved down an inch, and came back across. on my second pass i came across that little irregularity and realized it is just her tail bone, so i put it into my mouth and suckled it for a second – mmm, delicious, she giggled and squirmed. on my third pass, my lips began to enter the very top of her ass crack, and this was really getting me going. but even beyond the crack, ass kissing is an activity that every ass-man can testify about – it is an essential part of any experience with a woman who is so phenomenally well-endowed. as i passed over the butt cheek proper, my lips were sinking deep into her plentiful ass flesh, and it was just an absolute delight to have my face half-disappear into the fleshy cheeks. and as i was busy with my mouth on her ass cheeks, my hands were not sitting idle either – they were groping and massaging the beautiful things constantly. on my next pass, by which time i was down to the middle of the ass, i used my hands to pry open her cheeks to reveal the round eye of her asshole. i stopped all of my activity and lay there for about 10 seconds, looking, gazing into the eye of heaven, again mesmerized by the sight of it.

the sight of a bared female asshole, especially one this close-up and this gorgeous, is one of the most primal, visceral experiences i could ever imagine having (needless to say, this has absolutely no gay connotations here). i watched and admired for 10 full seconds, which in the heat of the moment is quite a long time. she must have been wondering what happened all of a sudden, so she began to move to look to see if i was ok. before she could change positions, i hastened to start up again. remember, i had each ass cheek in a hand, spread open wide, my face very close and ready to pounce. i kissed the apex of the right ass cheek, slowly descending into the butt crack towards the asshole. i increased the intensity of my treatment now, kissing every half inch, now taking the flesh into my mouth and sucking it ever so slightly, twirling the tip of my tongue on each suckle, tasting the flesh, cherishing it, burning it into my memory. as i descended towards the asshole she began to stir more and more, perhaps indicating discomfort with me going there, perhaps indicating sensitivity. in any case, i had no intention of putting lips to asshole – i had done that once already this week, and i was not going there again. and honestly i am not sure she would have allowed it – while she was a wonderful, obliging woman, she, as all women, has preferences and dispreferences, and this *may* have been something she did not allow. but i came very, very close. i got down to the outer circle around the asshole, and my lips just skirted that circle, making one semi-circle around the top of the circle. i then popped my tongue out and traced back around the top to the other side again, and i continued down towards the pussy. at this point i was in total darkness because the mass of her ass cheeks were weighing down on the top of my face and obscuring the light – i was literally inside her ass cheeks! and what’s more, i was completely aware of my position, loving every second of it! there i was, on my knees, my hands on her butt cheeks, my head squarely in between those ass cheeks, and my dick absolutely dripping wet and throbbing like a son of a *****! i think if someone walked in at that moment and wondered what i was doing, the most obvious conclusion they would come to is that i was in the midst of an elaborate religious ceremony, and this woman’s ass was my alter of worship. not far from the truth really.

after about 20 seconds of digging like a ferret down there, i began to get short of breath – i couldn’t breath at all. so i pulled out and took a gasp of air, finally ending this display of shameless, utterly degenerate, ass-worship. all told, i think the ass kissing lasted an ungodly 15 minutes – i have never done anything quite like that before, and i now vow to make this a regular part of my routine. she took this as a signal and turned over, donned the cap for the red, bulging mini-kumbu, and we went straight into the sex (no bj). we started with her on her side facing me, with her legs bent up to her chest, and me entering from behind. this was great because her wide hips were readily apparent, and it was quite a visual feast. we then switched into a very, very nice position that i have never tried before (for some unfathomable reason): her flat on her stomach, her legs wide apart, and me penetrating her pussy from behind. this is different from doggie because she is laid out flat (she had her head flat on the bed, arms spread wide), and the pussy is not presented to you as neatly and obviously, but her ass cheeks are right there, round and ripe. this was getting me off a little too quickly, so i slowed down and quickly switched into missionary position. as i have said before, i can basically go on forever in this position – it’s a great holding position while i regain my composure.

a few minutes later, i had regained my composure, so i indicated for her to flip over. she very willingly turned over, popped her ass high up into the air, arched her back like a good little girl, and looked back at me with a smile indicating it is safe to proceed. i looked into her backside and inspected once again, just because i like looking, and then i got to my knees very aware that this could be the highlight of my mongering career. but here is where things took a turn, and it was a turn for the better. she was kind of close to the edge of the bed, so i had to make her move or else i would be half off the bed – not a comfortable position to do anything, let alone fuck the brains out of this beautiful woman. i was about to ask her to move further into the bed when i had a brain wave – i asked her to move closer to the edge, and i stood up to do her from a standing position.

i’ve done doggie from a standing position before – the last time had been earlier that week in amsterdam with a very lovely lady called lisa in the rld. standing doggie position means the woman is standing and i am standing pumping her pussy from behind. i very much enjoy standing-doggie, although there are subtle differences between this and the normal variety of doggie. in both positions you get to grab the ass, hips, waist, lower back, shoulders, etc. but in normal doggie, you also get the visual feast of a very arched, taught back, and because of this arching, the pussy is served to you in a more up-right position. whereas in standing doggie, the woman has a straight back, which causes you to crouch down to get a good angle of entry, and it causes a little bit of discomfort. however, the advantage of standing doggie is that you get this additional tension in the woman’s back and legs which feels great in the hands.

the brilliance of my current situation was this: laura was on the bed, and so she was arching her back like crazy, presenting her pussy to me like a gift from heaven. meanwhile i was standing up, and what this did was it changed the angle of attack – and this proved crucial. so i slowly entered her, putting just the head in, feeling the warmth, and waiting for the initial surge of excitement to pass. i then pushed deeper, exploring with my dick, pushing a little left and a little right, figuring out the exact dimensions of her passageway. given the length of ass kissing that i had just allowed myself to indulge in, my boy was on the edge, so i had to be extra careful. but surprisingly, i was holding up pretty well – there was no sudden urge to cum, which usually accompanies doggie. and here i figured out the importance of geometry.

as we all know, the most sensitive part of the human penis is the underside, just short of the head. more contact and friction with this part of the penis will cause quicker ejaculation, and contact and friction with other parts of the penis, while capable of causing ejaculation, will do so in a longer period of time. i have a preference for tall women – i usually select women that are at least 5ft 8inches in height, sometimes taller than that (laura is something like 5ft 10-11 inches). this means that when in normal doggie position, because the woman is tall, her legs are long, and so the pussy is presented to you relatively high. unless you are significantly taller than the woman, the penis will enter the pussy from below, which means the greatest amount of friction is going to be on the bottom of the penis. in my current position, however, the angles are different. because the bed was relatively low to the ground, and i was standing up, laura’s pussy was actually at exactly the same height as my dick. that meant that my dick entered her pussy exactly horizontal to the ground and exactly in line with her pussy lips. and that makes all the difference – i was able to pump in and out with almost no danger of ejaculation. after years of pursuing the perfect doggie experience, of failing to attain it, of questioning what was wrong with my own abilities, it was the most liberating feeling to finally be in a situation in which *i* was in control.

and a very welcome bonus was that the view from this vantage point was absolutely unparalleled! laura was doing such a fabulous job of arching her back, and the weight of her butt cheeks was such that they fell naturally away from her pussy revealing her pussy absolutely perfectly. the result was that as i pushed into her, i saw her pussy lips retract inwards from the pressure of my dick, and as i pulled out, i saw her pussy lips stretch back outwards being pulled by my dick. it was such a fantastic sight, it was right out of a high quality porn movie - something i have never seen so closely and with such clarity before.

so i pumped for quite a while, watching the orchestral movements of her pussy and my dick, i don’t know exactly how long. it must have been a good 8-10 minutes (quite a feat, given my previous record) before i consciously let go and exploded in one hell of an orgasm. she cleaned me up, and we lay there for a while talking about this and that. i looked into her grey/blue eyes and marveled at her jaw line, thinking once again that she looks remarkably like rebecca romijn-stamos. i was aware of the fact that i had stayed beyond my 45 minutes, but she was not particularly anxious to get me out. after a while the talking got a little awkward (i mentioned in my previous post that her english is not all that good), so i volunteered to shower and leave. on the way out she gave me a little kiss on the lips and a small pat on the bum.

i walked out into the humid warmth of the berlin afternoon a very, very happy man. i considered having lunch at restaurante roma, but across the street from there is a mexican restaurant called alcatraz. they had a sign for a lunch special – chicken fajitas for 7.50 euros. i would recommend this place over roma, even though it is a little more pricy. i sat on their covered terrace and watched the beautiful women of germany walk by, ate fajitas that were really quite good, and wondered what i had done in previous lives to deserve such pleasures. life is good.

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[QUOTE=Kumbu] I think if someone walked in at that moment and wondered what I was doing, the most obvious conclusion they would come to is that I was in the midst of an elaborate religious ceremony, and this woman’s ass was my alter of worship. [/QUOTE]

LOL. Kumbu, you excel yourself. If only we could get you into an FKK in the near future. I need a shower.

Hi Kumbu,

What a great set of reports. After reading your Berlin reports, I actually search for the rest of you reports and read about your adventures in Portugal and I must say those reports are just as good.

The next step in your journey should be Frankfurt, visiting the big 3 FKK clubs. It's just a natural progression of your quest.

Chivaz

[QUOTE=Novize][url]www.fkk-artemis.de[/url] (german only)

Have fun,

Novize[/QUOTE]Looks interesting. Here is an article about the upcoming opening.

[url]http://www.canada.com/sports/soccer/story.html?id=d820431e-7135-4cd8-8c85-98fa9831fbd5[/url]

I did not get from the article what sort of place this is to be. Looks like an FKK. The admission price stated on the web site is 70 euros. Kind of pricey unless the girls are spectacular.

AM

[QUOTE=Chivaz]Hi Kumbu,

The next step in your journey should be Frankfurt, visiting the big 3 FKK clubs. It's just a natural progression of your quest.

[/QUOTE]

Chivaz and Toscana, I completely agree - FKK land awaits me. It's just a question of getting my ass back across the Atlantic sometime soon...

And yes, Portugal is another great mongering destination (although, in my opinion, not quite up to the quality of Berlin).

So, another city, another report. I spent a few days in the capital of Germany and really enjoyed myself. The weather was absolutely perfect--highs in the mid 20s and lows in the high teens and plenty of sun. Berlin is quite an enormous city, but with S- and U-bahns everywhere, it is quite accessible and for only €5.60 per day. I would like to have seen the Reichstag, but alas, the line to get in was very long. It would have been interesting to see Merkel and Schoeder going at it. Wouldn't that be a great way to decide a government? Just have them fight it out, 2 men enter, one man leave. It would certainly be more interesting than talk of traffic light coalitions or Jamaica coalitions but I digress...

Based upon Kimbu's extensive reporting here, I decided to visit what his top club was. It was a Saturday afternoon, and I was a bit tired from sightseeing and U-bahn hopping so I took U9 to Bundesplatz. What a great idea that was! Royal is right next to the U-bahn ausgang and easy to find. I was greeted by a hot blonde in her 20s but she turned out to be the receptionist--what a shame! She led me into the living room and would introduce me to the girls. I was very impressed with the apartment. The decor and furnishings showed they had an interest in making the clients feel comfortable and making a good impression. The theme was reminiscent of Roman times, but tastefully done and certainly it gave the impression of an upscale operation.

The girls came in and introduced themselves, both smiling from ear-to-ear and making it a difficult choice. Out of the two girls available, I picked Silva (I can't remember the other girl's name) and she led me back to the bed room. Again, I could tell they spent a bit of money as the room was very nicely done and very comfortable (I wish their decorator would give my flat an extreme makeover!). She gave me the run down: €70 for 30 minutes, €130 for the hour. Kissing and BBBJ were €15 extra each. After seeing all those beautiful women walking around all day, I knew 30 minutes would be enough for me. I topped it off with kissing since she said she "enjoyed" it. After taking a much-needed shower, she asked if I wanted a massage, but I turned it down. She was very tender from the start, grabbing me from behind and gently kissing and stroking my body while we were standing at the foot of the bed. This was a bit of a change as I've become accustomed to the girls going right for the blow job, but it was welcome and it helped us to connect and turn--if not both of us, at least me--on.

She led me to the bed where we continued to kiss and caress each other before she slipped on a cover and started working on the little guy. She had a real good technique so I had to stop her to give myself a break. This 20 year old blonde student does not have a very big set of breasts, but her ass is a sight to behold. It's not big or fat, but just right, with the right amount of curves and flesh to make grabbing it worthwhile. On the other side, her pussy is also very nice. No gaping hole here, it was a very nice specimen, the outer lips forming a very nice gateway to the altar of our desire. Indeed, if she wears a bikini, she would not doubt have a very nice camel toe. Well, obviously, at this point I could not help DATY and she seemed to enjoy the attention, her body quivering with delight. We started with mish, but I had to switch to the cowboy. If done right, cowboy can be my favorite position: she does all the work, at the pace and position that feels good to her as well as me, I get full view of everything at work, but can still hold on to all the important parts, and finally, a good slap always adds to the fun. Of course, as we're doing this I'm thinking what Kimbu knows all too well--doggie is where it's at. I have only read 1 or 2 of his posts, but we're in agreement--a good doggie with a nice ass and hole winking at you is just too much to handle. By this point in the session, I've managed all I could do, and Silva is sweating and seemingly enjoying it as well. But just when I think she can't do anything else, she changes position ever so slightly, moving her knees toward me and leaning forward and arching her back. Wow that's a nice ass! This lasts for maybe 30 seconds more before I simply explode.

We both collapse to the bed, she resting in my arms and basking in the After blow. We lay there, caressing and enjoying each other's company for the rest of the session. In the small talk afterwards, I find out that, indeed, she is a student and she was only 4 years old when the wall fell! But boy, she was really talented and fun to be with. She's a music major and I've been singing her song for many days now...

Thanks 22acacia for your Royal Report. My B-day is coming up and I have had my eye on this new Royal Girl since she appeared on the web site a while back. You may have tipped the scales in her favor.

I will most certainly give a full report.

AM

So has anyone tested Artemis?? I am going later this week and I am curious to know it......

Howdy,

Long time lurker, first time poster.

I was wondering if anyone has experience of the above web site - sounds too good to be true! €75/hr callout and they advertise a 'Happy Hour' twice weekly for €45/hr!