Wednesday, September 26, 2007

brothel story IV

In Frankfurt, Germany there is a red zone where there are strip clubs and eros houses.

An Eros house is a building with one-room apartments that are rented to prostitutes. Prostitution is legal and taxed, but not regulated in the way it is in Nevada. Customers walk through the house and the available girls stand in their doorways and try to entice customers.

Few of the girls are German and few speak much English. But they can say "Suck and fuck, twenty-five Euros." When I first walked through an Eros house it was before the Euro, and the going price was fifty Marks.

I walked through the house with friends, just as tourists. But then I went back by myself. I decided I would get a blow job.

I chose a girl and told her I justed wanted "suck" and not "fuck." She nodded and indicated I should undress. She took off her neglige. I couldn't quite figure out her ethnicity, but it clearly included African blood. She had me lie down. She got me hard and then rolled on a condom. She started blowing me, making big sucking and licking sounds.

Then she climbed on top of me and held her tits above my head. I pulled her down so I could fondle and suck them. She rubbed her body against mine. Her bush felt wirey and her breasts soft. This felt good. I waited for her to move back down and continue sucking.

In a moment I realized she had put me inside her. I guess she hadn't understood. For a split second I considered what to do. My dick overrode the thought process.

She moved her hips to and fro and I began pushing. I gave myself over to this. She looked in my eyes as we fucked and in a minute or two I orgasmed. She smiled and held the base of the condom as she lifted herself off me.

I dressed, paid her, thanked her and left. It wasn't a bad experience and certainly didn't cost much. I was relieved when I passed a blood test six months later.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

sugasm #98

The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #99? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form.

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Anal, her perspective

“This entire anal sex episode had started some months earlier, on a theoretical level.”

When the Muse Wants to Fuck

“Participles, linking verbs, superlative adjectives… You want more?”


“He’s already at work, but he’s left an order behind on the scraps of ordering paper that we have all over the house.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself

The Secret Diary of a Callgirl

Editor’s Choice

Whipped on this day: 1791

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Chicagoland by Rand McNally, Body by Celina, Photos by Usama Alshaibi

Erotic Orchid

Eva Angelina (Twistys)

Half-Nekkid Blogging

HNT (Hopelessly Narcissistic Thursday) - What I Want…

Three In The Morning by Westland Armitage

Thoughts on Sex and Relationships

Brothel story II

The Double Standard of Promiscuity

Eye contact

Half-Nekkid Dessert


Long Distance Lovin’

Playing a Role

Women aren’t the only ones with cunts

Sex News & Reviews

Beefcake Calendar Bonanza

Deeply Throaty

Sex Swing Review

Submit to CineKink!

Erotic Writing and Experiences

Craving Me

A Gift Between Friends

In Which I (Almost) Get My First Facial

Milk And Honey

The other girl

A place to live

Visit To A Sex Club

We Don’t Have Fantasies, We Have Plans

Sex Advice & Sex Poetry

How to be a Cum-Guzzler

In deep cushions redolent of perfume

BDSM & Fetish

At the Club

Back to the Garden of Carnal Delights

Catalina loves To Submit

Doll of wax

Fantasy: A man walks into a bar…

Marks like Pink Ribbons pt. 1

My Checkered Past: The Earth Moves Under My Feet

The Nooner

Post Party Portrait

The Way of a Man with a Maid

Whips and Lubes

Thursday, September 20, 2007

brothel story III

My third and final visit to a Nevada brothel was on a return trip to Reno. Just beyond the Washoe county boundary was the famous Mustang Ranch.

I don't have a very detailed memory of my visit there. I remember having a drink at the bar before viewing the lineup. I have no memory of the girl I selected, what she looked like, even what race she was.

What I do remember is that the fee was very high for that time -- $250 -- and that I got a standard missionary fuck.

I felt like I was in a tourist trap. Because I was. And I had been taken for a ride. But not a particularly good ride.

Back at the hotel in Reno, I purchased a souvenir shot glass. I still think it's funny, but not at all reflective of the experience:

Mustang Ranch

Where Quality Keeps Them Coming

After these Nevada experiences, I found it eye-opening (perhaps eye-popping) to see the Cathouse series on HBO featuring the restyled Moonlight Bunny Ranch. If the show is at all representative of the real experience and vibe of the place, then I give all credit to Dennis Hof. I don't know where guys find the $$$ to party there, but at least they get a good experience.

gotta read this!

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

sugasm #97

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The Manifesto of the Cuntcentric Hedonist

“I’m not being selfish, I’m being altruistic when I open my legs and offer my body up.”

No reservations, part 4

“By this time, said balls felt twice their normal size and very full.”

Sex Work And Religion: The Violent Priest

“We were to seduce one of the young ladies in the church’s choir.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself

JBS Underwear

Editor’s Choice

The Top 10 Reasons to avoid “Pregnancy & Sex” bulletin boards

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BDSM & Fetish

Bending Over……Another Erotic Tale of “Him”

Dinner with Amy

Fetish Film - Master Sessions - Mia (Master, Bondage, BDSM, Forced Orgasm)

Friday Night

I don’t know if i am strong enough for this….

My Checkered Past: Motorcycle Black Madonna Two-Wheeled Gypsy Queen

The story behind a spanking drawing

Sugarbutch Star: Jennifer

Sunday Caning

Fantasy: The Terminal

Watching hardcore collection Richard

Sex Work

Dumb emails I have received

OK, So Here’s The Thing…

Erotic Writing and Experiences

Come here

The desert

Half-Nekkid and Jilling Off

Jackhammer of love

My Office

Oil, Water and Skin

Oiled and running smoothly

The Open Door


Tit for Tat and a Taste of That

Sex News & Reviews

Polyamory Conferences and Events

Watch the Video Trailer for Hegre Art’s First DVD Release

Thoughts on Sex and Relationships

Brothel story I

Inquiring Minds Want to Know

Most MFM Threesomes Don’t Turn Out Like This

Perhaps one day this will happen to you…

Sex & Politics

Accepting the fact that kids are gonna get it on

Let’s laugh at these fagots

NSFW Pics & Videos

Catalina loves Half-Nekkid-Tuesday (the Other HNT)

Half-Nekkid One-Night Stand

Pirate Hooker Baby - You Asked For It, You Got it

Rope Rookie

Saturday, September 08, 2007

brothel story II

My second Nevada brothel visit happened during a trip through Idaho. Planning the trip -- and this was years before the Internet and MapQuest -- I realized that instead of spending a night in Twin Falls, Idaho, I could be in Jackpot, Nevada.

I stayed at Cactus Pete's, and had an enormous room for $25. It was rib buffet night, so a filling, if not gourmet quality, dinner cost $6.99. I played a few hands of blackjack and then, without having planned it, set out into the night to find a brothel. I don't remember, but I must have done some research to know that the closest town with a whorehouse was Wells, about an hour south.

Arriving in Wells close to midnight, I found Donna's Ranch. I don't remember the lineup. I do remember the girl I selected, but not her name. She was tall and black. A standard "party" would cost $100. She did try to talk me into a longer party including time in the hot tub. I didn't find the idea of hot tubbing in a whorehouse appealing, so I passed and she took me to her room.

The deal was half-and-half, including two positions. This was going to be a major breakthrough for me as the only position I had experienced in 37 years was missionary. Half-and-half meant there was oral and intercourse.

After the usual prelim of inspection and washing, on went the rubber and the sucking commenced. This girl was definitely more talented than the last one I had encountered. Once she got me going, I entered her in mish.

After a while she said it was time to switch. Now I didn't know what to do. She got on all fours and I got the idea. She reached back and positioned me to enter her from behind. I guess I was being timid, because she yelled back, "C'mon, fuck me!" So I started pounding and, voila, I came.

This was certainly a better experience than the previous one, but still not great. I think it was because there was really no social interaction. I had already become a regular strip club patron, and always enjoyed those evenings when there was a dancer I could talk to as well as get good dances with.

I returned to Cactus Pete's close to 2 a.m. Bleary-eyed the next morning, I played some blackjack before heading north. I attended to business in Twin Falls and found the spot where Evil Knievel tried to rocket across the Snake River before heading west to Boise.

Friday, September 07, 2007

brothel story I

I visited Nevada brothels three times 15+ years ago, during business trips. None of them were great experiences. All the visits ocurred during business trips.

The first time was when I was in Reno for a trade show. I had a free day which I spent driving around Lake Tahoe. As I returned in the afternoon, passing through Carson City, I saw a directional sign pointing to Moonlight Ranch. Although I had not planned for this, I guess I had given some thought to going to such a place. I turned.

The "ranch" was a couple of trailers stuck together, with a nasty high fence in front. I was buzzed in and greeted by a madam who presented a lineup of three girls. I can picture the one I chose. She was blond, about 5'7", not glamorous, but girl-next-door pretty.

Since at age 36 I had never received a blow job, that's what I ordered. Price: $60.

She had me take off my clothing and walk over to a wash basin. There, she inspected my dick and washed it. They don't show that very unsexy part of the transaction on HBO's Cathouse (shot at the same place, now the much fancier Moonlight Bunny Ranch).

Then she got me hard using her hand and rolled on a condom. I think I stood and she knelt. Although I was a newbie, I could tell her technique wasn't very good. Eventually I came.

As I dressed, she said she thought my red Chucks were cute. She was friendly enough. I left feeling a strange mix of elation (at least now I wouldn't die without ever having been blown) and sadness (I might die without ever getting a good blow job).

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

tmi tuesday #99

Been a while since I did one of these, but this week's questions amused me.

1. What did you eat for dinner yesterday?

Mango chicken.

2. How much cash is in your purse/wallet right now?

$81. Enough for four topless lap dances and a buck for the dancer on stage. Or a nice dinner for me and the wife. Hmmm...

3. What have you done to avoid being flirted with by someone you didn't like?

I should be that unlucky.

4. Do you believe the theory "Once a cheater always a cheater"?

No. Everyone and every situation is different. But, when you open Pandora's box, as it were, it's hard to close the door.

5. Describe your sex life in two words.

Fucking great.

Bonus (as in optional): Would you/have you ever paid money for sex?

Yes. I mentioned the first time in an earlier post. I have paid for oral perhaps 6 times and intercourse 3 times. Most were not great experiences. If you include erotic massage/handjobs, I don't have a count, but these have ranged from from mediocre to fabulous.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

sugasm pick better than nose pick

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“She could see that he had something concealed in his other hand, but couldn’t quite tell whether it would be an instrument of torture or pleasure.”

Lunch Hour
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About size
“But if we’re going to start talking about penis size, then it is only fair to talk about vagina size.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself

“Men on a Mission” Calendar 2008

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The S Spot Sexy Short Story Competition!

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BDSM & Fetish

Abstract Question

Crimson Pain

Etched with Love (Anniversary pt 1)

Half-Nekkid in America

Happy HNT - Rope bondage paddling

His Cane, His Gown, His Mortarboard

Master and Slave

On becoming a small letter person

Pagan preaches…

Sex and Money

Spankings and Cupcakes….

Want To Learn How To Do Figging?

Sex Humor

Mystery Sex Toys

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Ace and Idiot

The beauty stops by

Brothers friend..what a night to remember.


Finger Fucking Friday


Holding Pattern


No reservations, part 3

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Half-Nekkid Fetishist

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Perla | Voluptueux (errotica archives)

Petter Hegre’s Fantasy Island

Ron Harris’s Latest Erotic Photo and Video

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Do I Kiss & Tell? (Or, Why Sex Pros Make Better Bloggers)

Sex Work And Religion: Sacred Pussy, Controlled Womb

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The Brick Wall Statement

Being out vs Being out there

MisQuote The Craig, Evermore

More On “Hiding in Plain Sight”

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Ivy Intimate Touch Palm Massager Review

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