As some here know, I spent a wonderful 5 months living and working in Porto Alegre recently. The great part about being there as a professional rather than as a tourist is that people treated me like a local (albeit one with a terrible accent) and it was very easy to get involved in informal social activities. Most of those informal social activities revolved around work or my regular girlfriend and her group of friends. But I still made time every Thursday for a visit to Sauna Karan D’ache.

Thursdays are “Festa Day” at SK, and over a period of months I developed a good group of friends there as well. Things often get wild at SK on Thursdays, and wilder still at the frequent post-SK festas. This is a recounting of one particularly out-of-control evening that went to the top of my personal list of depraved evenings. The day began with a phone call to my regular SK sweetheart, Bia, to make sure she was coming, after which I grabbed a cab to SK (corner of Av. Berlim and Av. Pernambuco). I always try to arrive plenty early in order to take advantage of the excellent sauna facilities, and after doing so I hit the boite floor at about 4:30. The place was already getting noisy; there were probably about 70 garotas and 35 guys. For those who haven’t heard much about SK before, the girls are all freelancers, and most (probably 75%) are girls with regular jobs who come to SK on Thursdays looking to supplement their income. The girls generally wear either street clothes or a sexy outfit that would be presentable in public, although a few will show up in see-through blouses and such. Guys negotiate their own deals with the girls, and there are rooms on the premises or you can take your girl out. The house gets the entrance fee (79 reais except in cases of extra-special festas) and a modest room fee if you use the on-site suites. I almost always did take-out.

While waiting for my darling Bia to show up I had a few beers (admission includes all the beer you can drink) and chatted with some of the regulars I’d gotten to know while living there. Homero, a guy who worked at the same place I worked, had taken me under his wing, and regularly introduced me to both the men and the women. It was through Homero that I met Bia. Homero was there and was monopolizing a beautiful green-eyed blonde, so I paid my respects, squeezed his girl’s ass, and then secured my regular table, one with a good view for the 7:00 entertainment. The floor manager of SK, who is the owner’s son, speaks good English and enjoyed practicing his English with me, as few Americans find their way into SK (I never met a single American there in 5 months). He always held a specific table for Bia and me. The band playing this day was quite good, and mixed in covers of American classic rock (lots of Creedence), R&B, Samba/Funk, and plenty of MPB. Usually the dancing doesn’t get going until the crowd is pretty well lubricated.

Bia arrived at about 5:00 and we made our rounds to say hi to her friends. Our table sits right behind one belonging to a group of hard-core SK regulars. “Joe” (names changed to protect the guilty) is said to have been at SK every Thursday for the past 25 years. He is a very wealthy businessman who owns numerous food processing businesses whose products you see in any Brasilian grocery store. “Marco” is a commercial builder and has gotten very wealthy off of government contracts, and “Lucas” has some quasi-legal businesses he runs in the POA area but everyone tells me his wealth is derived from his money laundering business. The three of them stake out the same table weekly, and the table is always stocked with lots of scotch, vodka, and Red Bull, which these guys give to any garotas who want it. Joe usually has 2-3 garotas with him at all times, and is known for picking up the new girls and treating them well.

Bia and I stick to the free beer, but enjoy the show at the next table. Bia knows the gang there well and got me hooked in with them. We all would occasionally go out to eat together when SK closed at 9, and twice went to Joe’s house on the lake for festas. This week Joe had a group of four garotas surrounding him at his table. Three of them were newbies to SK, and the fourth was a stunning redhead with intense green eyes who I didn’t know but Bia told me came to SK about once a month. Marco had one of his regulars and Lucas was flirting with a couple of others but had not set his sights on anyone in particular. Joe came over to our table and invited Bia and I to his house. He said his chef was making churrasco, so we happily accepted. Joe’s chef is fantastic and his churrasco is legendary.

Joe and gang were getting completely hammered, and had a group of about 10 garotas around them taking advantage of the free booze. At 7:00 the floor show started. It began with a huge black guy in drag doing a very funny comedy routine. Joe joined in the show and pretended to hump the drag queen, much to the amusement of everyone. The funny part is that Joe really is both bi and completely impotent (a fact not known to most) and often sessions with the drag queen. Joe was straight, but as he is no longer able to get it up, he decided he’d rather get schtuped than be celibate. Not my thing, but I don’t have a problem with other people’s choices. Despite this, Joe always pays two or three girls for their time each week even though he never consummates the deals. In any event, during the drag queen’s show, Joe joined him on stage and the two pretended to hump one another, much to the crowd’s amusement. Next came two strippers, and it turned out that Joe’s redhead was one of the featured strippers. She had a completely hot body and moved like a cobra. Bia teased me because I got a hard-on just watching her. Finally we had a live sex show. It was the third time I’d seen this particular couple do this show, and while they’re good, it can get old. Most of the show takes place on the dance floor, but for the final 10 minutes waiters clear off various tables, and the couple goes at it on the tabletops. Our table was one of the lucky ones, so we got the close up view. It’s interesting; I thought only the guys would really get into these shows, but a couple of the girls were playing with themselves while watching the action.

I insisted that the waiters clean our table off really, really well, since the guy blew his load all over his partner at our table. By now we were all pretty wasted, and the dancing got more intense and erotic. Some of the girls started partially disrobing, and guys were groping bared tits and asses. Bia pulled up her skirt to let me know that she had come sem panties, then sat up on the edge of our table and asked me to fuck her right there. There are few things I won’t do, but I declined her offer, so she decided she could at least give me a blowjob out on the dance floor. Before I knew it, I had Bia and two of Joe’s girls fighting over who was going to suck my dick on the dance floor. At that point we heard a commotion on the stage and noticed that Joe had the redhead on the floor of the stage and was pretending to fuck her doggy-style. The band could barely keep it together, and started playing “Who Let the Dogs Out.”

I know a few guys who won’t believe this, but not being a complete exhibitionist, I talked the girls into delaying the group blowjob until later, and all resumed dancing. Word had gotten around that Joe was having a festa later, so a few more garotas joined the group, hoping for an invitation. One gorgeous classic gaúcha beauty—blonde, blue eyes, fair skin—joined the group, and Marco claimed her, much to the delight of his regular girlfriend. Debra (the blonde) and Nina (Marco’s steady) love doing duplas together because, well, they enjoy one another. Bia told me I didn’t need to invite a second garota, reminding me that Joe was going to bring three or four along and then basically ignore them, implying that I might have to fill in. That’s one of the things I love about Bia: she’s completely safada, shameless, and never jealous. Her view on things is if I can deal with her fucking other guys, she has no problems with my fucking other girls. Very un-brasileira-like! She once told me “I’m just crazy about sex and prefer to be around similar people. That way things don’t get too complicated.” Amen!

Just before nine we started preparing to leave for Joe’s place. Lucas announced that he could only stay briefly as his wife was hosting a dinner party. Everyone in the group gave him a hard time (“who wears the pants at you house?”), and Joe reminded the rest of us that this just meant more food and sex for the rest of us.

In the parking lot we had a major battle over who would drive. Joe wanted to drive his car, but he could barely stand up, his speech was slurred, and the others pointed out that he’d wrecked three cars in the past five years. Bia seemed to be the closest to something akin to sober, so she got to drive Joe’s huge Mercedes. Joe likes to brag about the fact that his Mercedes is completely bullet-proof and theft-proof, but Bia likes to remind him that it isn’t idiot-proof and can still be wrecked.

Joe’s house is like a private version of VIPS. The place is designed for parties and designed for sex. While he’s technically married, his “wife” lives in Portugal, and Joe has turned his very modern mansion into a combination mansion/frat house/bordello. We arrived at 9:45 and the churrasco was already waiting, along with feijoada and all kinds of salads and side dishes. Everyone pigged out, and the three newbies Joe brought along acted like they hadn’t eaten in a week. They were completely wide-eyed as they walked around his house and saw the spread of food. Eating was followed by more drinking (the place has a full bar, of course) and dancing (there’s a music system in every room).

We soon noticed that Joe and Duda (the redhead) had vanished. Marco took this as a sign, and split for one of the bedrooms with Nina and Debra. This left me with Bia and the three newbies, Letitia, Clara and Michele. Bia smiled at me and said “it looks like you’re going to get a workout tonight,” grabbed me by the hand, and led me and the other girls to another bedroom.

These bedrooms are very reminiscent of the suites at VIPS. Ours had a extra-large bed, what I sometimes hear called a California King, mirrors on the ceiling and at the head of the bed, and the essential “cadeira erotica”—the “love chair.” At the foot of the bed was a chest, and inside the chest was nearly every sex toy one could dream of: vibrators of every type, single and double dildos, scented oils, lubes, strap-ons, condoms galore, extra batteries, etc. The attached bathroom had a triple shower and a Jacuzzi big enough for four, and a steam bath that had its own cadeira erotica. Bia told the other three that they could have at me but she wanted my “premeiro orgasmo.” That didn’t end up taking too long, as I’d been in a state of peak arousal for about 5 hours. I fired my first round while she was blowing me. One of the newbies yelled at Bia not to swallow because she wanted it, so when I’d pretty much finished Bia crawled over to Clara and let my cum drip out of her mouth and into Clara’s. Bia and Clara then start going at it, swapping my precious bodily fluids from mouth to mouth. Next to them, Michele has put on a 9” strap-on and is fucking Letitia in the ass. They are amused when I chastise them for having bareback anal sex.

I declare a time-out, and suggest that we all go brush our teeth and use mouthwash before we continue, and my squeamishness is greeted with both jeers and laughter, but they all join me in the bathroom. After proper oral hygiene, we decide to relax in the Jacuzzi. All five of us cram in, a bit tight, and Bia dumps in a huge amount of bubble bath. Soon there are bubbles covering the entire bathroom floor and flowing into the bedroom.

The only way we can all fit is with me sitting in the center of the Jaccuzi and one of the girls straddling me. This is great, and I’m having a deliriously good time, and it is only when I am on my second girl, Michele, that I realize I’ve just barebacked two garotas. Oh well, if you’re gonna bareback, I suppose it’s better to do it in a tub of soapy water. I mentioned my discovery and the girls were completely nonplussed. Indeed, Letitia and Bia then insisted I fuck them bareback as well. I made a deal, that I would bareback them in the tub, but not when we got out, and they were cool with that.

I was starting to get a little fatigued at this point, so I asked the girls if they could amuse themselves for a little bit. Not a problem. Bia and Michele grabbed the sex chair and went at it, so Letitia and Clara pulled the other chair out of the sauna and put it to good use. I took a shower and cursed myself for coming without a video camera. They broke out various sex toys from Joe’s pleasure chest and put on a display that had me hard again in a few minutes. As I was about to rejoin the fray, Duda (the redhead) runs into our suite, nude and laughing, and says “you have to come see something.” Curious, we disengage from one another and follow her to Joe’s room, and see one of the more bizarre sights I’ve ever witnessed. Joe is laying face-down on his bed, knees tucked under his chest, sound asleep and snoring, and has a strap-on dildo stuck in his ass! The guy has passed out with 6” of dildo in his ass. Duda is laughing hysterically, saying “I was fucking him and slapping him on the ass really hard, and all of the sudden he was snoring!” Bia grabbed the strap-on and pushed it in a little farther but it didn’t seem to disturb his sleep at all. Duda said she thought he was probably dreaming about cows and horses.

We decided to leave Joe in peace with his friend, and look for Marco, Debra and Nina, but they had disappeared…strange, because Marco’s car is still in the driveway. Eventually we find them in the dining room. Marco is fucking Nina on the big marble dining table and Nina has her tongue shoved up Debra’s twat. Debra is moaning and grinding her ass on the table and suddenly lets loose with a torrent of obscenities that would have made a normal person blush but just sent the girls into fits of laughter. Debra then stood up on the table and pissed all over Nina, who appeared to enjoy the shower.

At this point I decided it was time to return to our room; no golden showers for me, thanks. Duda asked Bia if it was OK if I fucked her, since Joe was supposed to fuck her with the strap-on once she was done with him, but obviously that plan went awry. Bia said “sure, as long as you’ll eat my pussy.” Deal. Duda has the hottest little body…not an ounce of fat and perfectly shaped C cup tits. She has a fine line of bright red hair just above her pussy; no dye job here. Duda also turns out to be a screamer, but uses more conventional language than Debra. The other girls have a waterproof vibrating dildo in the shower and are taking turns reaming one another. These goddamn brasileiras simply do not tire of sex! Meanwhile, I’m enjoying the hell out of Duda, and after she cums she stops her shouting and gets back to work on Bia, who eventually lets out a pretty good shout of pleasure herself. Bia then disengages herself and starts playing director. She tells Duda to turn over on her back, takes off my condom and tells me to fuck her sem camisinha but to pull out and cum on Duda’s tits. Being the compliant type I do so, and in just a few moments I give Duda’s tits pretty much everything I have left. Bia then pushes me aside and starts licking my cum off Duda’s tits and then DFKing with Duda.

By now Clara, Michele and Lenita have grown tired of the shower and are looking for trouble. I explain that I’m not capable of fucking anyone for a while, and Lenita proposes that maybe they should all take turns fucking me. Huh? At this point Clara comes to the bed wearing the strap-on and Michele grabs a huge jelly dildo and the two try to get behind me. Well, this ain’t gonna happen, but they all enjoy tormenting me for about five minutes. Meanwhile, Bia and Duda have gone to the kitchen, and a few minutes later return with some bananas, a mango, and a jar of chocolate syrup. “Well” my darling Bia says, “what shall we do with these things?” She takes one of the bananas, peels it with her mouth, gives it a nice tongue-lashing, sticks it about half-way into her pussy, and then pours chocolate syrup over it and drizzles more syrup over her body. Duda, meanwhile, has taken the mango, peeled it and smeared it all over herself and shoved a good portion into her cunt. Well, being a chocoholic, I go for Bia and the banana/chocolate special, with Lenita joining me. Clara and Michele go to work on Duda and clean up the mango very nicely. Pretty soon chocolate is flying everywhere and both Lenita and Clara are masturbating with bananas. I’m given the honor of eating the bananas afterwards. My dick gets thoroughly coated in chocolate and cleaned multiple times. Bia decides that chocolate might make a good lube, so she coats my once-again hard dick in chocolate and climbs on top of me. Well, I have news for you all, it really isn’t a very good lubricant, so we finally gave that up. At this point Clara or Lenita pointed out how thoroughly we had trashed the place, The bed was covered with a mixture of chocolate, banana, mango, sweat and cum. The floor was awash in water from the Jacuzzi which had overflowed, mixed with chocolate syrup, a dozen beer cans and a few (but too few) condoms and a variety of sex toys.

I suggested maybe we’d done more than enough damage for the night, but Lenita announced that she wanted to fulfill a fantasy of hers: she wanted to be double penetrated. I pointed out the obvious fact that there was only one dick in the room, and it couldn’t fill two holes at once, but all the girls quickly reminded me that the strap-on would do just fine for this purpose. I confessed that I’d never DPed a garota, largely due to the fact that I didn’t want my balls that close to another guy’s balls, so this would work great for me as well. I took hole #2 and Bia and Clara took turns with the strap-on and hole #1. Bia really seemed to enjoy using the strap-on, which made me increasingly nervous. Finally, after Letitia had cum a couple of times, Bia declared the festa a success and suggested we all shower, so all five of us got in the shower at once and groped one another for a few more minutes.

Duda checked on the others—Joe was still out but the strap-on had worked its way out of his ass. Marco and girls had gone to sleep in another room. Duda grabbed the keys and volunteered to drive us home in Joe’s Mercedes. My only problem was I could not find my pants anywhere, which was especially weird because no one had left the place. In the end I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist and went home wearing that and my polo shirt. When Bia and I arrived at my apartment the doorman acted as though this were nothing out of the ordinary. Maybe lots of guys in Brasil roll in at 4 a.m. wearing blacks shoes, a polo shirt and a towel. Who knows? I guess these porteiros have seen and heard it all.

Duda drove Clara home and Lenita and Michele stayed in my extra room, as they decided their parents would prefer not to be awakened at that hour and would rather their daughters spend the night with a friend. When we woke up later that afternoon, Bia said “you smell like chocolate.” I pulled the covers back, climbed down, spread her legs and licked her pussy, and said “you taste like banana.”

OITIMO BD! What a quinta feria, to remember!

You kinda make me want to fly down and join you next Thursday, and be the second gringo.

Great report Bwana, your a Rock Star, or someone who has impeccable timing! How far is Porto Alegre from Rio, I'm going to be down in Rio for 3 weeks over New Years. Dont know if it would be worth a side trip to go. Are you or any other hombres going to be in Rio to rock in the New Year.
W5

Wow, definitely FORUM material. I am getting hard just reading it

Wonderfulllll report. Pictures?

DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!!! Too Cool.
CG

I’ve worked in the adult industry for several years and I’ve done some crazy stuff but I gotta give it to ya Bwana, that story makes me jealous brother!

I get bored in Rio at times and enjoy getting off the beaten path; I’d like to experience this place at some point. Care to show a guy around Porto Alegre?

It was a quinta to remember, and I do get hard thinking about it. To answer the questions:

I had good timing and the good fortune to have been introduced to Bia. She's a very cool lady. She's older (30) but very sexy and totally cool, and well liked by everybody, so she was my ticket to the good stuff.

I'm not sure how most guys would react to the scene in POA. It's nowhere near as gringo-friendly as Rio or Sampa. The scene is not as big and definitely caters to locals. Portuguese is a must. I love the place, but am not sure others would have the same response. But I enjoyed my quintas at SK more than any time in the termas or clubs of Rio. The girls working there will hook up with only one guy, so when you find her, she's yours for the evening.

Pictures...you know, a camera probably would have ruined the whole thing. The last thing you'd want to do is make even one person self-conscious.

CG-
I think I told you a little about my SK group, but don't think I ever got to tell you the whole story. It was too cool.

Back12draft-
Sure wish I still lived down there so I could show you around. I'll be back in early 2006, but not sure of the dates.

BD,
Yes, you told me about "Joe" ,the crew and Bia. But, not the details of that evening. Outstanding. After reading about that evening of debauchery, I feel like choir boy. Wait, maybe choir boy is a bad choice of words, although "Joe" certainly knew the feeling..
CG

Can I admit to getting turned on while reading this report? It's hard to believe that stuff like that can actually take place. BD, you have definitely led the good life.

Wow, Bwana, a night to remember indeed! I liked POA a lot, and see why you do too. The Thursday night party at SK may become a major CH destination based on your exploits. I am planning on another visit to POA next trip to Brasil, I hope you will be there too--keep us posted on your dates.

Man...
If it wasn't BD, I would call this a very nice story. Timing, location, knowing the right people and plain dumb luck. You CAN'T make a night like this happen, but you can ruin one like it.

I have only one thing to say. I HATE you BD, for reminding me how ordinary my life is.

Awesome escapade Bwana! That evening was the stuff dreams are made of...and you lived it! You are the man!

Yeah, but did you get to wave to the Fed. Police while fucking them??

Great report buddy. Gotta make it down there again sometime.

Sandman,
I was glad Lucas--the money launderer--didn't stay long, because I could envision the the federal police keeping an eye on him. I figure the federal place already have a pretty good set of photos of me and don't need any more.

I suppose this is the stuff of dreams, but I'd never dreamed of anything quite like this. These brasileiras, though, seem to have no limits on what they can imagine. None of these women are full-time GDPs; they all have regular jobs. Bia owns a stationary store with her mother, Duda works as an inspector in one of Joe's firms, Debra teaches German at a well-regarded language school, and the three newbies all had regular jobs as well. They come on Thursdays because, like most Brasilians, they can always use a bit more cash, but also because they love sex. Bia and I were discussing American attitudes towards sex, and she said "I don't understand. It's just pleasure. What could be wrong with giving and receiving pleasure?" Few American women think this way. Fortunately for us, many brasileiras do. God bless 'em!

"God bless 'em!"

You can say that again!

In the future when I'm back in Brasil, I guess I have to schedule a Thursday visit to POA and SKD.

Hunterman, care to be my wingman again?

But as BD stated, it would help to "fala Portuguese". But with all your time spent in the Orient, what Port to you still remember?

Or should I, bicara Bahasa Indo dengan lu, lebih baik? Masih suka chewe Brasilera? Atau habish? Mau main lagi di Brasil? Saya masih suka banyak!

Taman lu, sf4dfish LOL

About my only regret about Brasil in 2.5 years of going there is that when I was in POA on business this spring, I had no time to monger. Got in late on Wednesday night with the GF, worked all day Thursday and Friday, Thursday night dinner with the guys from work and Friday night was an early night due to the 6:00 AM flight back to Rio Saturday morning.

I didn't get a chance to see much of POA, but from what I saw (Centro and Minhas de Vento) I really liked the town. Certainly cheaper than Rio, much more laid back, very friendly people but not out to rip you off if they get a chance, like just about every carioca will.

In the future, I plan on going down to POA for a couple of days to hang out.

"Back12draft-
Sure wish I still lived down there so I could show you around. I'll be back in early 2006, but not sure of the dates."

You're on! I'll keep that in mind for my early 2006 trip.

Wow..

Only thing I can add is that the best sexual experience of my life happened with the only true 10 I ever had, that I pulled from Groto Azul down in P.A.

Also, like BD said, very good Portuguese is essential there, even with the GDP's.

There's a huge untapped market down there.

Kudos BD.

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I saw a higher percentage of beautiful women in POA than any other place I've been in Brasil. While living there I had a few short trips to Rio and SP, but always looked forward to getting back "home" to POA.

Thanks for the great report. I'm still hoping to make it to POA one of these days.

Bwana, it's stories like this that make me want to work harder with the Portuguese! This is not something likely to happen at a termas or coming out of Help...amazing.

Broman,
I got the sense that stuff like this happens all over Brasil. Joe told me about a regular festa of rich guys in Curatiba that sounded pretty cool.

Outstanding report. Thanks for sharing and keeping the dream alive.

sf4dfish, I would LOVE to be your wingman again on a trip to POA. And you know, when the Pimsleur guy says a sentence I'm supposed to translate into Indonesian or Thai, the Portuguese words jump into my head first, for a fleeting moment, while I am trying to remember the correct translation (usually in vain for Thai). And yes, I'm back in BKK for a month, but I'm thinking Brasil is next--adventures like BD's certainly make the little head contribute ITS thinking. Maybe I'll even take some of those high-priced Port lessons in LA, I'm far from fluent.

Thursday night it is (just the month is indefinite). Maybe soon for me, I know you get down there often.

Dood--I also had one of the best sexual encounters with a Grut Azul girl. She wasn't a 10, but performance was off the scale--even the Brasil scale.

Bwana,
I guess I'd better change my mind and get MUCH better at Portuguese ;-). Thanks for the report

Bwana,

Felix told me to wait until I finished my last report before I read yours. He said, "It will blow your socks off!"

All I can say is, "I'm speechless."

Jag

Jag,

It was a lot more fun than I made it sound...

Bwana, whose in Rio now but is dreaming of POA.

You lucky bastard.

Bwana, great report. Go to Porto Älegre about 3 times a year. Would like to explore your knowledge of the area.