Lisbon

Most readers know what ‘mel’ means in Portuguese. This healthy product, which Murilloa enjoys almost every breakfast time:

[url]http://www.novomel.com.br/Produtos/Mel/Mel.htm[/url]

And this one, which was his delicious lunch hour today.

[url]http://www.portalprivado.com/mel2/index.htm[/url]

What with the injury, followed by a week of sex prison in the provinces, activity had been limited to the memorable Martinha (below). But today an opportunity came, to disburse the accumulated cash and, shall we say, vital forces, on one of the high end Portal Privado ladies. Making his way to Rua Telhal, with six fresh €20 notes in his back pocket, Mur rang Bianca. Again and again. Took a walk, rang again. Had a drink, rang again. Ate a snack, rang again. No response, some happy monger no doubt having booked her for the whole morning.

So, second choice. Mel said she would be at home near Saldanha in twenty minutes. A taxi, to save energy in the blazing heat, and another refreshing beverage at the café Maracaná, the designated landmark, busy street corner. Soon Mel sends a text to say that she has arrived. Mur has to walk exactly five metres out of the café, to Rua Pinheiro Chagas 1, sixth floor, ‘E’, a pensão called ‘Residencial Lisbonense’. The door to room 616 is opened by a goddess. Towering over Mur in her heels, Mel is certainly the one in the photographs. But lovelier.

Gold, copper, cinnamon, well, ‘honey’-coloured skin, with magnificent texture and fragrance. Small breasts picked out in tan lines – again, see the photos, gentlemen, they understate her beauty. Fine firm round butt. And, not fully visible on the net, a gorgeous face with a hint of Amerindian/Asiatic in the almond eyes and high cheekbones. Blondish highlighted hair. Soft succulent lips: two pairs. This overwhelming female kissed and licked Muri all over, allowed him to return the favour, fucked him spiritedly, rested, chatted, massaged, jerked him off slowly and talking dirty, showed him her splendid shoe collection, dressed up for a late lunch (jeans, cowboy boots and hat, heart attacks for the business boys at the Atrium) accepted €100 and saw him lovingly out.

She is from Northern Brazil and will be here for two more months. Don’t miss out.

I hoped to beat our Internet Shakespear this time but Muri is simply faster.

I did from Monday until today some consumer tests and I got a mixed bag of results.

Monday evening:
CM mentioned "3 amigas - Benfica". I was out with a friend and we called in and asked, if the ladies would receive us. OK-when would you like to come? 9.00 PM. Anyhow - my friend and I had been sitting at the Docas and talking and the suddenly it was 9.45 - so we got in the car and drove to Rua Republica de Bolivia 57/5 D. We rang the bell, rang again and again. Then I called the girl I was talking to earlier - she was upset and told me that we are 50 minutes late and that they (the girls) are packing up and are going home now.

Tuesday afternoon:
New Center, Av. Marques de Tomar 33/5D Phone 21 7932714
6 Brazilian beauties, I mean really beauties. I took a Mulata with the name Camilla. - 100 €/h, bbbj - 2 pops, kissing, anal - all you want. Was really worth the money. They offer also 30 minutes for 80 € but I opted for 1 hour.

Wednesday afternoon (today)
Ad in CM "2 negras + amigas - Benfica. Phone 96464001
The address is Av. Manuel Fereira de Adrade 7/1D

Went there - the mama-san opened a small apartment, out came 4 girls - 2 absolutely un-doable, one soso and one Angolana - Victoria. 1,65 m, approx. 55 kg, strong body. Face not a 10 but good attitude. 1 hour 50 €!

Started out with and REAL and excellent massage, after that bbbj - kissing - playing around - than an pop, another excellent massage and to crown the afternoon - another pop. Did not do anal.

It was worth the money - enthousiastic sex!

OK - that is my share on the board for today.

Carlos Primeros

very good to see both harry and carlos back on the board. carlos clearly spent his time efficiently on his latest flying visit, and harry is our expert at unearthing hidden beauties in the suburbs.

muri, too, has been in parede. between the church and the 'marginal', yet another pair of delicious young brazilians:

parede... priscila... novidade... morena... muito bonita... discreta... meiga... 19a... 969818182

it's all true; she's new, darkskinned, very pretty, discreet and tender... also extremely friendly and intelligent. after mur had delighted in her firm and voluptuous body, she was in no hurry, and massaged his aching back and neck powerfully and effectively. priscila says she is in portugal for a year, and intends to return to goiana with enough money to finish a nursing course. the girls often tell a similar story, but it rings true in priscila's case. she's clearly finshed secondary education and has an intelligent interest in people and the world. she will no doubt make an excellent nurse, and she's already a very skilled therapist of a different kind. €50, covered bj, no anal.

her less conservative stable mate advertises thus:

parede... ruivinha... danone... oral natural... com espanholada... inesquecivel... completinha... 967069903

she calls herself victoria, and she's slim, tanned or light mulatta, with long blonde corkscrew curls, friendly smile revealing perfect teeth. 'espanholada' means that you can ejaculate over her pretty pert breasts, while 'completinha' indicates that anal is on the menu. neither practice is a regular one with murilloa, but having chatted to victoria on his way out, he will certainly be back to enjoy her properly.

harry, these two would be just your cup of tea. check them out, and mur will be up to madorna next week to view your latest finds.

it's a good time to be mongering. muri's summer bonus is being spent wisely. and if he wins the euro millions lottery jackpot tonight, he'll have enough money to visit victoria two million times..

gentlemen, read this:

[url]http://www.brusselsjournal.com/node/66[/url]

and if you do french, this:

[url]http://www.aujourdhui.ma/servaty-agadir-justice-belge-rub.html[/url]

and for the forum’s response:

[url]http://www.internationalsexguide.info/forum/showthread.php?t=1965&page=9&pp=15[/url]

belguel’s mad stupidity and cruelty are breathtaking. he told the girls his real name, he told the world theirs, he pissed on them, literally, then wrote gloating arrogant hatefulness. this, from an ‘homme du monde’ journalist, not a provincial half-wit. he has lost his celebrity job, risks extradition, faces death threats from the jihad battalions, and is belgium’s latest sleaze scandal. worst of all, horrifying, is that some of these poor girls have been imprisoned for offending public morality, in a country that treats its women like dirt but will sing and dance about a foreigner doing so in public.

he has destroyed his own life, and those of perhaps 80 unfortunate women, who for money or an escape from their stifling existence, did his bidding for an hour and will always regret it. he must have had a death wish, but like the arsehole who drives at 180km the wrong way down the motorway, he needed to take others with him.

mur remembers seeing the photos months ago, disliking the sneering comments more than the pics. reactions on the forum varied: there was applause, sorry to say, but also voices telling ‘belguel’ that he was putting the girls at terrible risk and that he himself would soon be in trouble.

but now we should all ask ourselves if we are ‘belguels’ in the making. ‘there, but for the grace of god, go i…’ mur has just read the entire lisbon board from beginning to end, and browsed many other countries.

like belguel, murilloa would lose everything if exposed. he would be crushed by the scandal. many who know him would be shocked and disgusted beyond words. but he believes that none of his own words have denigrated, humiliated, and much less endangered a woman. on the contrary, apart from some disgust and some frustration, most of his shit demonstrates that mur is an adoring respectful worshipper of femininity. unlike ‘belguel’, mur could perhaps face his aged mum and try to explain.

the same goes for the other regular writers here. perhaps it’s because lisbon is not a genuine ‘sex tourism’ destination. hobby visitors always enjoy the city, while residents - well, by now you know what we get up to. but nobody comes to lisbon only for prostitutes, and our section has not yet attracted the obsessive woman haters who are elsewhere. look at the china board, look at the thai board, and others: you will see the grim evidence. the photography buffs seem especially prone to triumphalist close-ups and sadistic “take that, b*tch” attitudes.

the point of this? not to be complacent. of course, but of course, our feminist friends are not wrong when they tell us that we are exploiting economically disadvantaged women in giving free rein to our ignoble sexuality. point conceded, if we must, although it never felt that way during today’s loving and glorious encounter with martinha of alges-via-são paulo, the tiny, plain, absorbing, orgasmic fifty-euro leading lady in mur’s life just now.

[url]http://www.portalprivado.com/marta2/index.htm[/url]

no, mur’s only aim is to invite comment, to beg lisbonites to post more, but to do so with tolerance, respect, humour and above all, appreciation of our girls. look at some of the merciless misogynists elsewhere, and do otherwise. don’t expect jackson to hammer them: censorship and suchlike authoritarian practices never work. what works, is the civilised consensus among honest peers that we shall do what we do in a kind and decorous manner.

sorry to bore on. truth is, the servaty story has been food for much painful thought.

anyone tried most-expensive portal privado chica bianca yet?

or will muri, “..sigh..” have to shoulder this heavy responsibility for the common weal?

Hello gentlemen,

I was in Lisbon a couple of days last week, unfortunately with too much work for serious mongering. As my plane arrived 2 hours late, it was no more possible to visit Marques de Tomar again – with due regrets.

In place, I paid myself a supper at Elefante – excellent beef at normal price, and actually a very nice place to eat when alone. You do feel like a pasha, being surrounded by numerous brasilian beauties when enjoying your bife de lombo and your red wine – and you have all your time to make your pick.

I resisted to the usual traps, chatted a bit with one superb blonde from Florianopolis, felt her too chatty and not enough ‘body language’ to be fair, and left for the Gallery, 200 yards away.

I hit there a much better atmosphere, again zillions of Brasileiras, but as well some Eastern Europe beauties, Africans etc. Usually the girls are nicer at the Elefante, but this time the average level was very similar. I eventually went out with Carolina, a young (23), well equipped (big splendid natural solid pair of tits), morena clara (brunette) from Bahia. Nice conversation, outstanding body, no scar nor defect. But… performance was below average, specially at this price (200 an hour in my hotel) : un-fascinating covered BJ, don’t do this, don’t do that, cow boy and doggy, one pop, terrible massage, and rush out. Pois. I can’t understand why she left me her details – why should I call her for this poor service when there are so many good professionals to experiment ?

Next time I’ll do my best to catch an earlier flight… as the proper brothels close much too early (spec. compared to Spain!) for business travellers to enjoy the best of them. You will please your naive friends by inviting them to Elefante and the others around – but for a real good f**ck, you’d rather follow the excellent advises of Mur and buddies, or try your chance by the Correio da Manha (or even the more serious Diario de Noticias)!

BTW, did someone try [url]www.glamourescortsclub.com[/url] ?

All the best,

GB

I followed Muri advice and I went with Priscila (parede). The result could not be better. She is something else. Not very pretty but young and fresh. I asked her to come to my place. The first impact was great it's like meeting your girl friend (probably better). She is tender, adorable and VERY, VERY active. You can immediatly see that she has no experience, but that she really feels it.

When you masturbate her she helps you to do it in the way that she likes better. After a while she forgets completely that she is a Pro and start behaving like a girl that is loosing her head.

Once you finnish she doesn't go, she continues kissing and caressing giving you the impression that she loved it (probably true).

Fantastic.

Thanks to Muri another good experience in Lisbon.

Tomorrow or after tomorrow I'm going to try Amanda from Portal Privado.

On the phone she sounds interesting. i will deliver a small report.

By the way Muri I tried Mel yesterday. For my taste she is too much Pro.

Very "simpatica", good fun, but sex is to mecanic and to predictibile.

Muri found himself at Cais do Sodré late Saturday, and remembered Zé’s post about ‘Armazen F’, weekend nightspot for Brazilians. He was nearly rebuffed by the €15 entrance fee. Having plebeian tastes in bars and restaurants, he'd forgotten that this kind of joint charges just to let you come in and look at the beautiful people.

Not to be a cheapskate, he pressed ahead, secured a ‘caipirinha’, and looked around. Beautiful people indeed! And loveliest of all, a few metres away, was Mel herself. There were four or five other resplendent creatures at the same table, and Mur would guess they were all Portal Privado babes, on the ‘programa’ as the Brazilian expression has it. Indeed one of them was almost certainly ‘Filipa’.

It was still ‘early’: only just midnight – but there must have been 200 women, outnumbering the men, all dressed to kill, feet tipped up on giddy sandals, short skirts or tightest of cutaway jeans, firm tanned boobs thrusting to meet the admirer’s gaze. The room throbbed to Brazil music on a huge screen: some chanted along to the nostalgic songs, others danced, swarmed round the bar, or drank beers and caipirinhas at a table, like Mel and her colleagues. A finer collection than that table and the adjacent one could not be found anywhere in the world.

Elsewhere, plenty of less attractive women, but all looking their best, and all… looking. Dancing alone or with another girl, chewing, drinking, smoking, chatting, but missing nothing. These are ‘second class citizens’ at a place like this. Mel and friends are the ‘upper classes’, with wads of cash in their designer purses after a week selling their designer pussies. The others, as Zé pointed out, are earning what they can as waitresses in the shopping centres. Too virtuous, or not pretty enough, to go on the ‘programa’, this is a big night out for them. You could almost say that half the girls here are looking for a night of sex to brighten the week, while the other half are enjoying rest and recreation with a night of glamour and consumerism but no sex. Perhaps.

(Philosophical question: is any girl too ugly for the ‘programa’? Do not commitment and authenticity count more than beauty? Isn’t that why Brown James in his fine post below enjoyed Priscila so much and Mel rather less?)

Now Mur was among the older members of the male minority, but sportily dressed, fit, tanned, recent weight loss helping him look a fine dapper little figure of a man, no one would have guessed his real age of 93. He’s sure that by aiming carefully at a no-longer-young-and-never-beautiful unaccompanied woman, and with some astute marketing, bullshitting, and expenditure on drinks, he could have enjoyed a free takeaway.

But he has written about this elsewhere. The effort just seemed so great. Why, just a couple of days earlier he had enjoyed Mel’s magnificent body in an uncomplicated lunch hour, for €100. Was he now to spend two hours shouting above the music proffering drinks and cigarettes, in the hope of ‘pulling’ a long taxi ride, a pensão and a fuck? Well, in fact he was inclined to try. It was when the live band crashed into mega-decibel action, at 0130, that he shook his head and settled for the bedtime book rather than the bedtime bonk. But before he left, Mel graciously came across and chatted rather vacantly for a while. As Brown James says below, this is a real pro – Mur knows exactly what he means. But what a gorgeous big cat she is, anyway.

Yesterday, Mur followed Harry Hymes to Rua V. de Gama in upper Parede and had €50 of fun with Fabiana, a solid, firm copper-coloured girl who was friendly, gave good BBBJ, and (delicious touch of Lori) ensured all the action took place where she could watch herself getting fucked in the mirror. Good, recommendable service.

Talking of Brazilians abroad, what an outrage, and what a victory for terrorism, that the London Police should so lose their customary cool as to gun down an innocent immigrant on the tube. Blame must again be laid squarely with the villainous hypocrite Blair. England will not recover until the nation’s fortunes are directed from Lori’s fragrant boudoir in Blore Court.

A spell in sex prison looms up, but until then, the sperm (and alas, the money) will flow freely. Thanks to all contributors new and veteran who are making this board a fine and sane place to be. Sorry to go on again.
In comradeship,
Mur

Some more PM flak for Mur, this time not abusing his prose style, but defending the indefensible Belguel.

If neutral commentators would like to come to their own conclusions they should look at the Cameroon forum, where Belguel's photos and arrogant disdain for the ladies are in full evidence: here, he calls himself 'Raoul' and 'Member 2089'.

Note how many fellow mongers cheer him on, as he tells us how he duped third world women with promises of a better life, and then used them as toilets.

Make up your own minds, and post public reactions. Don't send flaming PMs. Pity the poor exploited women, and if you were brought up a Christian, spare a thought for the misguided Belguel, who is going to prison in Belgium: at least this may perhaps keep him out of the hands of Muslim assassins.

Green Banana,

Asked some info about [url]www.glamourescortsclub.com[/url]. Here it is.

I tried today Monica. Call the Agency and 30 min later she was at my place.

Very pretty(dressed) when she undresses the situation changes a little bit. She is fatter and certainly not like the photos. Anyway pleasant.

Very friendly a little bit crazy. She worked before at Elefante Branco and now she just works for this agency. 200 €.

First of all she asked if I have a condom. Obviously not. First problem to be resolved. Then she suggest to call a friend (girl) to bring her a condom. Finally we agreed just a plane bj. Not worst 200.

Not to be repeated.

I don't know about the other girls. Anyway on the site she was the prettiest.

Hy all...

Back in Lisbon.

I have tried New Center. Good conditions (similar to the ones in Clinique Massage) and some beautiful ladies.

100€ for 1 hour, full sex and a nice massage.

Good deal I would say.

The lady name was Laura, (fake) blonde with a very nice body. A sex godess I can tell you!

So Armazem F is good on saturday?

Still in funds, Mur fancied a Saturday lunchtime date. Knowing that the Portal Privado chicas party hard and sleep late, he compiled a list of six possibles, hit the street with his mobile… and ended up returning to Mel.

Brown James, below, will hardly understand this, but Mur felt he had unfinished business and in particular wanted to know more about Armazem F – which may also help Bazurka.

First, conversation. Mel asked why he had left, last week, so early, just when things were buzzing. Well, he dislikes loud music, and felt old. She sympathised about the music, then said all the right things about how girls prefer distinguished older men and anyway Mur behind that façade is a roaring young stud. Thank you, sweetie, nice to hear anyway.

She confirmed last Saturday’s impressions exactly: that her table companions were PP chicas, that they are off duty for the night unless a specially wealthy or regular client calls, and that the non-pro babes go to drink, dance and get laid. She said the place gets even more crowded as the night wears on, with some older chicks in twos and threes ready for adventure.

“It’s absolutely certain, com toda a certeza, if you had stayed, you'd have taken home a nice Brasileira”, she said, giving Mur’s cock a firm squeeze by way of emphasis. Now of course, she is a top geisha and was trying to please – but it seems beyond doubt, gentlemen, that if you can last to the small hours, if you are generous, well presented and can function in some kind of Portuguese, and if you aim lower than the top tier represented by Mel and her professional colleagues – then you need not leave the Armazem empty-handed. It would be interesting to hear one of our younger colleagues - welcome back, Bazurka - reporting on this.

It’s also beyond doubt that if a woman like Mel squeezes Murilloa’s cock, it gets, well, not big exactly, but very, very hard. And his other objective was to persuade her to depart from professional routine, which he and Brown James suspect she has polished all too well, and run through a fantasy of his.

British reserve will censor the details. But Mel caught the idea immediately, threw herself into her role with true gusto and no little skill, and asked “Was that it? Was that good? Gonna come back and do that again?”

Yes, yes and yes.

Recovering, Muri showed her his ‘little list’, which she loved. She offered a verbal portrait of each girl, assuring him that ‘they should none of them be missed,’ with the dramatic exception of Filipa, who was indeed one of those present at the Armazem, and who dwells on the third floor of the same pensão.

“Her photos look great, and Filipa is fine if what you like is anal sex with an old ugly lady who is made of silicone.” Miaaaow!

But we multifaceted mongers being what we are, Mur wagers that some guy reading this, would enjoy Filipa exactly as described. Of Duda, Mel was much more appreciative, sighing, “..Ahhh, Duda… she lives here too. The only one more beautiful than me.” Praise indeed, from one who is by no means unaware of her own charms.

The hour continued with a special handjob, and ended with Mur helping Mel rub body lotion all over her chest, back, legs and feet. After which, a late lunch, walk in the park, and a movie.

Hope the information is useful. Next week’s project: Duda, of course. And Victoria… and then another attempt on that lottery.

Keep posting, everyone, things are lively and cheerful here.

[QUOTE=Murilloa]“It’s absolutely certain, com toda a certeza, if you had stayed, you'd have taken home a nice Brasileira”, she said, giving Mur’s cock a firm squeeze by way of emphasis. Now of course, she is a top geisha and was trying to please – but it seems beyond doubt, gentlemen, that if you can last to the small hours, if you are generous, well presented and can function in some kind of Portuguese, and if you aim lower than the top tier represented by Mel and her professional colleagues – then you need not leave the Armazem empty-handed. It would be interesting to hear one of our younger colleagues - welcome back, Bazurka - reporting on this.[/QUOTE]

Next week-end I will for sure look for the Brazilian ladies on Armazem F.

I will report!

Last Friday, I went to Algés, searching for Marta. However, Gabi (who also is on PP) appeared instead: "Martha's not available, I am, I'm also on PP, come with me you'll love it, etc." Didn't click, went away.

I thought then of Murilloa's suggestions of Victoria and her colleague, but ultimately decided to head to Madorna. This time, I wanted a go of Fabiana, the girl from Goiás.

She was there and it was wonderful.

The girl was sweet & beautiful. She never hurried the act. She did a great BBBJ staring me frequently in the eyes, with a wicked seemingly innocent smile and sensuous looks.

And the sex itself (no anal) was also slow and varied and always in a good mood. There was the mirror too, so while we got going, I could check the scene simultaneously. And she just kept looking to the reflection with that smile on her lips.

Paradise. Memorable. Here's to Goiás!

Which brings me to this thought: That I love women. In fact, it's always very hard to conceive of men who have sex with women as part of some hate agenda. Men to whom their sex is actually more of a weapon than a way for a good time (or who have of "a good time", of sexual arousement and of pleasure some strange notions that wholly elude me). But clearly, these guys exist, they exist in droves and these girls have to contend with them.

Fuck the bastards.

That some of the girls, like this one, can maintain such a poise and such dignity and be so delightful seems miraculous.

Hail the girls.

A good run came to a disappointing end.

Duda disappeared from the Portal site on the very day Muri thought of investigating her heralded charms.

So: Victoria of Parede? Rang the number, a bad tempered middle-aged Brazilian woman said she knew nobody of that name. Half an hour later, the same enchantress told him “the girl you want is not here today, but I have someone else who…”

Not this time.

Next day, same result. Then Mur thought he spotted stocking-clad Suzy’s return to Carcavelos: same ad, same number as before. Like the stupid fucker he is, he went all the way to Quinta do Barão, called the number… to be told to report to Alapraia, opposite Pingo Doce. (Why do the girls so often take up residence right by a branch of this supermarket? Just for easy reference, or is there some connection?)

Anyway, Mur thought the voice was Suzy’s, so he trekked off to Alapraia, in the hinterland of São João Estoril. Arriving sweaty and frustrated, he was greeted by two Brazil babes clad in black lingerie, one corpulent, one fat. He took the less laden of the two, €40.

Now this was a true ‘girlfriend experience’. At first, Paula seemed disenchanted, hardly able to force a smile, allowing herself to be touched and stroked with a certain ‘oh, well, if you really must, go ahead’ demeanour. Then went through the motions of a BBBJ with the same attitude. Then sulkily allowed herself to be fucked… then right at the end, just as Mur was getting this uninspired act over with a low voltage orgasm, she discovers some zest - grunts, shouts, pants, gets all worked up… then pulls him out, examines his wilting dick, lights a cigarette, says “well that was fine for you, but no orgasm for me, eh?”

Anyone else ever had a girlfriend like that?

Now for sex prison: the guards, dogs, wire fence, watchtowers and searchlights are in plain view. Mur shaves his head, hands in his possessions, and steps meekly through the gate to pay his debt to society.

Keep the prisoner’s spirits up, gentlemen, by reporting fully and frequently.

Muri - I am at present time in lovely Lisboa - had a nice evening at Elefante Branco -

Went there on Friday evening at around 9.30 pm there. It was a little bit early as the girls started only to flog in. At present time there is not much going on in Lisboa except the upcomming concert of U2. The heat is unbearable (36 - 38 C) and everybody including the girls are at the beaches.
Met Clara - a curvy Brazilian girl, around 24 - 25, had a lenghty chat with here. It is good going to the Elefante around 10 PM, than you have a large selection of girls and at present time you can really have your pick. There are hardly any tourists in Lisboa.

Around 11 PM we reached an agreement for 180 Euros for TLN - as there had been hardly any mongers in Elefante and around 80 girls. Initially she asked for 250 but I just said NO WAY.

We had a very good night, kissing, likking, BBBJ, vaginal and anal. What do you want more? In the morning we had breakfast together and I told her that I wanted to go to the beach in Estroil - she asked me If she could join me - sure! We had a nice Saturday (she does not have to work on Saturdays - the appartment where she is working is open only from Monday 11 AM to Friday 9.00 PM) - she gave me her phone number for another day when she is needed. It was simply a nice GFE experience.

I intend to report alço about Galeria and Hipopotamus - but this is another story. - To be continued.

Lisboa sempre!!!

Carlos