I'm back in Rio again and it feels great. Some things never change about this place. Customs was a clusterfuck, and it took far longer to get through Customs than Immigration. Traffic into town sucked (it's actually getting worse). The sun was out and the beach was packed with hotties. The cab drivers are still complaining about government corruption. The food at Felice Caffč is still awesome. And Priscilla is still the best way I know of to start a trip.

This will be a quasi-trip report because I lack the discipline to commit to a real TR. I'm just going with the flow this week, with no goals whatsoever other than to get some needed R&R and get laid a few times.

I've written about Priscilla before. She and I just seem to hit it off, and are able to chat about random stuff, keep it light, joke around, have some death-fefying sex, and then cuddle and talk for a long time. The experience is definitely worth the R$250 I paid.

I called Priscilla's "minder," Kelly, and was thrilled to hear Priscilla was not only available but was in Copacabana and could be over in 15 minutes. Fifteen minutes later Priscilla andKelly knocked on my door and Kelly introduced me to a new menina named Melissia, who is a spinner in the class of Cintia (who used to work for Kelly) and every bit as cute as Cintia. I'll give her a TD later this week.

Here's Priscilla:

Photo: Priscila 01

Something about the light of day...the picture doesn't do her justice.

At my advanced age I've become a one-fuck-per-day guy, and this was a fucking awesome way to begin.

More later...

"I've become a one-fuck-per-day guy"

My god - those pins Hemp stuck in the dolls are actually working???

Enjoy the trip, meu Amigoao

My god - those pins Hemp stuck in the dolls are actually working???

LOL! The curse of Hemp! I should modify my statement, as Priscilla and I did do the nasty twice. Coming once is a piece of cake, coming twice takes some effort, and coming a third time is rarely in the cards. At that point, I'm little more than a human dildo serving her pleasure. So investing in a second GdP in one day makes less and less sense, especially at Rio prices.

Laugh if you will, Dongringo. Your time will come.

Today I'm heading to Centro to check out some leads on some hotties hiding in some of the dive privęs. Most have fee structures that start at R$30 for 20 minutes. These places are disgusting enough that GCL likes them, and that's all the recommendation I need. You do NOT take photos in these places, so my apologies in advance.

One of the girls who used to work at MC, of all places, now works at a fast sex office in 156 Rio Branco. Better hours, no weekends, holiday's off, closer to home, the usual story.

As you know, there's a fast sex place on just about every floor in that building. Apparently, one of the new ones is trying to upset the delicate equilibrium of pussy sales by undercutting the other places on the high floors by R$10 per session.

It's a gross violation of union regulations to be sure. But, it's always interesting to listen to a GdP on Skype bitching about some other hookers willing to fuck for a few bucks less than she does.

bwana, keep fighting the good fight!

Cat,

I checked out 6 places in Av. Rio Branco 156 (CH Link), and had addresses for about 7 more. Didn't fuck any girls in any of them because I found two girls in other dives, one on Buenos Aires and one on Alfandęga, that were cuter and cheaper. Did two 30 minute sessions of a total of R$80.

Life is good!

Porker,
I'm doing my best, and coach always told me that's all he expected

Sadly, this location is where l'uomo once stood. The sight broke my heart.



This painting was in the window of a neighboring art gallery. My sentiments, exactly!



(Message edited by Bwana_dik on April 03, 2013)

Thanks for the nostalgia inducing pic, BD. Luomo was my first taste of Brasileira gdps.Thomas Wolfe was right You cant go home again.

Bwana, always appreciate your updates. Can you share the addresses of the two prives that is not on Rio Branco?

Will seeing Priscilla again in May when I get back. Thanks for the photo Bwana.

Pricilla looks awesome. Especially like her delicate arms and those tits could be the Webster's illustration for "nubile."

A little late here...I've been busy

Topfotog-
Buenos Airies 85 (CH Link) is one of the dive places. It's hit-or-miss, but I had good luck this time. The other one I had luck with was on Rua Alfândega, 119 (CH Link). I heard positive reports about tree places in Av. 13 de Maio, 47 (apts. 512, 606, 708) (CH Link) but haven't been there yet.

Jigettis-
Priscilla not only looks great, she is great. She is a smart sweetheart of a girl. Here's a pic from last night:

Photo: Priscila 02

Saw another "Kelly" girl yesterday. She's new on the scene, all of 18, and loads of fun. Her name is Melissa and she is tiny, but has a really nice set of tits. Not a word of English, but if you speak Portuguese, she's very chatty and loads of fun in the cama.

Thursday was 4X4 day, and the place was well stocked with plenty of doable girls. I ran into Patricia (now Andressa) formerly of L'uomo. I sessioned with a girl named Adriana, who has that "Amazonas" look to her eyes and hair. She was a 3-holer and energetic in the suite. The damage was R$260 plus a few drinks for an hour in the basic suite.

I spent Friday with the girlfriend and visiting old friends in Rio, then saw Melissa on Saturday. Who knows what today (Sunday) will bring?

Buener Aires 85. Isn't that the one with the daunting spiral staircase to/from Hell?

Thanks BD for that info. I know about 85 and always give it a chance to check it out. I am making a note about 119. On my last trip I checked out the Treze de Maio places, I ended up not partaking. I visited 2 apts with 3-4 mulattas in each.

I hope you can talk Kelly into recruiting more talent that can work on Sundays. She won't have any competition except Balcony.

Kelly had two girls available today. I spent an hour at the beach with them today, and Melissa is on her way to my apartment now. She's a keeper, like Priscilla.

R. Buenos Aires 85 does have that unreal spiral staircase, proof the fire codes do not really exist in Rio.

Jaguar was just off to the left. A few minutes after I got settled on the beach, I smelled a cigar, and I had no doubt in my mind who had also arrived. I'll let Jaguar describe his graceful entrance

That doesn't look like Jag off to the left. Haha. A full length picture of this young lady would be great, what a spinner!! ;-)

(Message edited by Special_K on April 07, 2013)

Actually the fire codes are starting to be enforced in Brasil. OSHA is now active, the city mayors and bombeiros are being held responsible especially after the club fire in the south. I am very active n the industry side in Brasil and their safety requirements are equal to u.s. standards and codes.

Thank you Bwana for bringing up that terrible incident. I owe you one. The other day, I arrived at the beach around 12:30 and settled in for some serious reading. After a while, I looked around and saw two beauties sitting next to a “big blur.” You see, with severe macular degeneration, the center of your field of vision is a “big blur” and this time it covered someone sitting next to them. While I’m enjoying the view something odd happened--the blur started waving at me. Sure enough, the stupid blur had a hand waving back and forth above it. As I shifted my blur slightly to the right, Bwana Dik suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Imagine that, Bwana’s with two hotties and I’m over here alone with a cigar. Life isn’t fair, is it? Then I heard him shout, “I thought I smelled your cigar.”

I couldn’t miss an opportunity to meet these two women, so I went over. They all stood up to greet me. I kissed both girls on the cheeks, smiled at Bwana and immediately shifted my attention back to the two girls, careful to keep both away from the “big blur.” Bwana started talking but it was like I suddenly couldn’t understand English. A minute later he realized I wasn’t paying any attention to what he was saying, so he broke my concentration by saying, “Are those bandidos by your chair?” At that point, I turned to check on my belongings and when I turned back to them all three were seated and suddenly engrossed in their books. Bwana was holding his book upside down! Hey, I can take a hint, so I decide to let him enjoy their company without any further intrusion on my part.

I got back to my beach chair and sat down--then disaster struck. My cheap aluminum Brazilian chair collapsed and I was trapped. What was even worse, Bwana and the girls were watching events as they slowly and painfully unfolded. First, I grabbed my umbrella pole to pull myself out of my predicament, but it fell over onto me. Next, I put my hand on an equally cheap Brazilian made plastic table in an attempt to get some leverage. No fucking luck whatsoever. A table leg broke, spilling my book, open soda, reading glasses, and iPhone into the sand. Each time, as I struggled to free myself, the chair closed tighter and tighter around me. It was like I was caught in a large mouse trap-Boa Constrictor contraption. Somehow after fighting for what seemed an eternity, I managed to extract myself, but it wasn’t very pretty. Apparently, Bwana and the girls found some amusement in my misery because Bwana had a shit eating grin on his face the entire time and the girls were giggling uncontrollably. Shit, I’ve gone from James Bond to Mr. Bean!

I called Marcus over to get me a new chair and table. I picked up all my stuff out of the sand, carefully blew all the sand grains out of my iPhone and then put it in my pocket to keep it safe. After a few minutes I got my replacement chair and table, and was finally able to sit down and read my book. Ah, peace at last, or so I thought! Bwana shouted over, “Hey Jag, look down.” I looked down and saw my beer belly and suddenly hated him. Then he said, “No, look in the sand.” I looked next to my chair and there was my iPhone half buried in the sand, again!

Jag

Out slicked by Bwana?? Oh the shame of it all.

I'd suggest you fake your own death, but I'm afraid it would look too much like your chair incident.

The girls were talking about Jag for two days. They thought the whole thing was an intentional comedy routine, and that Jag was the best practitioner of physical comedy since Steve Martin. I had to disappoint them, explaining that my friend Jag simply has "issues," and that if they valued their lives, they might want to keep their distance.

Bella asked if the cigar was representative of one of his "issues." I said I was fortunate enough to not know the answer. Sweet Melissa asked why he kept depositing his iPhone in the sand instead of, like, putting it in a pocket or something. I told her that my best guess was that it's an older model, and that he's trying to (1) lose it in the sand or (2) get it stolen so he can get a new one. How else do you explain it? Melissa seemed satisfied with that answer. "Nothing else would make any sense," she said. "No one with half a brain would be tossing an iPhone around on Hooker Beach if he really wants to keep it." For an 18-year-old, she's pretty smart.

Thank you Bwana for the left handed compliment, I think? Your suggestion that the girls “keep their distance” is sage advice. Many, many years ago, a friend called asking for my help while he worked on his roof. The major problem was the steep slope of the garage roof. I came up with an easy solution--fix a rope harness around his torso, then attach the rope to the bumper of his car so he wouldn’t fall. He pulled his Mercedes out of the garage and parked it in the driveway and we attached one end of the rope to the bumper and the other end to the rope harness we made.

At first he was a little nervous, but I convinced him that the 5000 pound car would easily hold his 180 pound frame. Satisfied with my explanation, he climbed the ladder, scurried up one side of the roof, and crossed over the ridge so he could replace missing shingles on the down side.

Everything went smoothly for about ten minutes, while I was directing him and smoking my cigar. Then he suddenly disappeared. Poof, he was gone! Where the fuck did he go? He wasn’t on the ground so I ran around the garage to his driveway. I caught a glimpse of him as his wife pulled out onto the street driving his Mercedes for her weekly trip to the local mall. It wasn’t pretty. After driving two miles, she was pulled over by the police. She was immediately hospitalized in a mental institution, and he was buried three days later!

I’m sorry to say that her children abandoned her because of what she did. After all, she killed their dad. I still make weekly visits to the Institute to see her, except when I’m traveling. The attendants say she does much better when I’m traveling. Go figure?

Jag

Everyday someone proves PT Barnum to be a genius.

Jag...You are priceless!! It's very easy to vividly picture the entire beach scene as it unfolded. Great to see you on the beach this trip!!

Special K and his good friend learned the hard way to keep their distance from me. Last year they joined me for a day of sun and fun at Hooker Beach. Shortly after meeting me, his friend started feeling ill. Several hours later, he was in a hospital in Copacabana, where he remained for the next three days. I offered to visit him, but Special K suggested that it might be a good idea if I stayed away. Guess he needed his rest.

Anyway, after three days in a hospital in Rio, he flew home where he was immediately admitted to the leading hospital in his city where he spent the next five days getting pumped full of antibiotics Like you, I wondered what was his diagnosis was. Guess what? It was: UNKNOWN!

Jag

And this time Special K pointedly never took a seat next to Jag on the beach.

You know what they say Bwana, live and learn!! Now I would sit with you on the beach anytime except for when you're at posto 8 on Ipanema like last week. ;-)

Bwana,
Thanks for the "man on the ground " report.It's good to hear your exploring new prives and such . I had a blast in S.P. in January. Is the "Kelly' your refering to Claudinha ?

Cdaze,

No, although I stay in touch with Claudinha this Kelly is a former Help puta who realized she was past her "use by" date, so she now has a stable of young girls (all 18-20, I think) she brings to Rio from Caxias to introduce to fine gentlemen such as ourselves.

Would love to hear more about your SP exploits. I'll be in your neck of the woods June 17. Perhaps we can get together for a beer or dinner?

Bwana

Bwana,
Sounds good to me . I'll put that date on the calendar !

One more thing,
That photo of Luomo is saddening. So many good times were had in that spot. If I had known there was an expiration date I would've spent more time there. One time this friend of mine referred to it as a "spaceship" because one could lose track of all time in that spot. I couldn't have agreed more.

Jag tells the best stories.
You should put your stories in book form.

maxsweet
i agree.i rarely log on nowadays as rio trips are on the decline.

Its so easy nowadays to get fine Brazilian and latina women here in the states that an expesive trip to Rio kinda seems unnecessary. Does anyone else feel this way?

Iggy56
You are in Rio now? Can I join you from Jan 23, 2014? Could show me things around?

"Its so easy nowadays to get fine Brazilian and latina women here in the states that an expesive trip to Rio kinda seems unnecessary. Does anyone else feel this way?"

I live in Miami and before that awhile in Rio - Without a doubt that are some incredible Latin stunners in Miami, but still there is nothing like the vibe in Rio.

My single days are over - I ended up importing one from Brazil, which has worked out well (so far, until she catches me). But wow was it fun in Rio - It was just so damn easy. It is easy to meet women in Miami as well, but it takes more work. In Rio you can also mix going after regular women, then while building on that head over to 4x4 to release some tension, or pick one up on the way home at the Balcony Bar after a night of getting numbers in Lapa.

Now I do have to admit there are some fineeeeeeeee assss bitches in Miami Beach and most local night spots! Getting to them is another story, however. But I know we are talking mongering - lots of incall and outcall available, but just not the same when you take the 0% risk of legal problems in account compared to Rio

What happens in Rio, stays in Rio :-)