In my article “Berlin odyssey” (http://wp.me/p1rllI-ib), I sought to set the scene for my forthcoming sojourn to Berlin, for my fist visit of 2012. I discussed my plan and my aspirations, so what was the outcome?
It occurred to me, after 8 visits to Berlin to date and numerous Bordello encounters to my name, I have yet to have a truly bad, or even indifferent experience. Indeed, all have either been good or excellent. This situation gave me cause for thought whilst reflecting on the flight home. Firstly, what does this say for my maxim of one cannot beat “research, research and more research”? Secondly, no-one I have seen to date has been on the basis of any feedback, field report or testimonial, so what does this say for my belief in these media? Indeed, every lady I have met to date has been based on a snap decision, based on my gut feeling during the “parade”.
I reached the conclusion that it was simply a case of “when in Berlin”, as in London it is simply not possible to have a selection of ladies in front of one and to decide who one is most attracted to on a number of levels. If it were, I would surmise it would change how many of us gents do operate.
However, as the status quo is where one has to choose from a selection of photos and biogs on an agency website or from the thousands of profiles on Adultwork (www.adultwork.com), one needs to use a different approach and employ the best tools at one’s disposal. I still go on gut feeling and try to form an opinion of what a lady is like and then read the feedback and try to ascertain her personality and that of those gents who have seen her.
In Berlin, one can go on looks, how a lady carries herself, the way she greets one and her overall personality. Even though it is the briefest of interactions, it is usually enough to form a snapshot opinion. Interestingly though, more often than not, I do not go for my “standard type”, if I do indeed even have one. I normally go for the most friendly, warm and charismatic lady. Equally, a decision can be based on what one feels like on any one given day.
Summary of latest visit
I started at my favourite place, Tiffany’s (http://www.ritter11.de/index.php). I have visited there on three previous occasions and always had an amazing experience. There has always been a large number of ladies available and choosing my companion has been really hard.
Sadly, this year I timed my visit badly, as there was only one lady who was available when I arrived. I could have waited or left, but as she was one I had identified on their website as a possibility, I thought why not see her?
The next issue was she was only available for half an hour. I have never wanted to do quickies and the shortest booking I have ever had previously was an hour (except when I have walked out). However, I decided an hour was better than not being able to see her.
She was a lovely lady and it was a pleasurable experience and she was also sorry we could not have had longer and said I had picked a rare day when there were not many women in and there were lots of prior appointments. However, as I said to her, I only needed to see one lady and it made the parade a damn site easier choosing than usual! At least this time I did not forget the name.
What were my thoughts of this visit and of my first quickie? A lovely lady and a great time, but not as fulfilling due to the lack of time, but nevertheless still a pleasant experience.
My second port of call was to a place I had only visited once before in 2010. Liberty (http://liberty.xbi.ch/) is a little hidden gem and one should not be put off by the appearance of the entrance or the immediate locality. It really is a nice location with an amazing line up! My first proper parade was made so much easier by one stand-out lady.
I booked an hour, but this was soon extended and the afternoon was a delight on every level. This companion was so striking and reminded me of an A List Hollywood actress, yet an even better looking version of her, but this lady would have won many an Oscar for her personality alone.
Visit three was to my other favourite Berlin haunt of Royal (http://www.royalgirl.de/en.html). I was the first client through the door on the day and the only one who visited that morning. This gave me something of a scarcity value. This and my Britishness seemed to cause something of a stir, or so the lady I chose told me. Nice to know we Brits are occasionally appreciated! I was torn between three ladies and as the maid was due back in, I felt in a tight spot! Then, one of the ladies one my list came back in, as she thought I had already chosen her. This decided it for me and it was a good sign, as we had an amazingly hot and passionate hour. When we started talking, I told the lady I wanted to give her a pampering session and show her how an English gent likes to look after a lady. She kept saying what a dream it was and how the normal clients she sees only thinks of his own pleasure and wants to pound her for the whole booking. We had a truly sensual time and I believe the electricity between us caused a deep connection, where we intuitively read each other and responded to each other’s desires spontaneously. I could have extended, but it had been amazing and frenetic, so I decided to quit there.
This should have been the end of my nefarious fun for this trip. However, I decided to go for a massage as an old rugby injury had flared up again and was causing me grief. I had seen a place near to my hotel and decided to go for a rub down. It did occur to me, being Berlin and its notorious and hedonistic reputation there may be a happy ending on offer, but I really was not prepared for what followed! I went for the body-to-body naked massage (and why not?!). It was an incredible massage and really sorted my injury out. At the end of the massage, the lady asked me if I wanted anything extra. I played the rather naive foreigner and she spelled out what was on offer, but I did not fully understand as she did not know the appropriate English terms and my German is not that good! I said I was happy for her to choose what she would like to do with me and she named a price, which seemed ok with me. She started by giving me oral and hand stimulation, but then leant over and whispered in my ear that she wanted me to “fuck her hard”. Now that was a surprise! Many a time I have had sexual fantasies during a massage, particularly when it was a sexy masseuse and then the awkward moment when I was asked to turn over….! At that point it is always hard to hide, well, one’s hardness! To fulfill such a fantasy was unexpected and it still gets me hot thinking about how we utilised the couch. It was an explosive few minutes and she certainly enjoyed a couple of her own happy endings too!
After this final experience, I felt wary doing anything else in Berlin, in case it too carried any “extras”! I felt there should be a government health warning at the airport, not to enter the city unless one can withstand its exertions!
My first visit of 2012 was quite different from any of my previous ones or from what I had envisaged before I went. However, it was certainly a memorable one and has whetted my appetite further for the next visit. When my boss said on my return to London my company may be opening an office in Berlin, I was almost filled with blind panic! Only momentarily!