Today is going to be another fairly short day. It was Saturday and for some strange reason I decided to head downtown to check out the termas. Big mistake! I wanted to check out some of LaGuy’s smaller termas. Specifically, I wanted to see Termas 61 and Termas 30. I got into and taxi and when we pulled up to Termas 60 it was closed. Then I asked him to take me to Termas 30. Sure enough, it was closed as well.
Then we headed to Termas 4x4. Still no dice. Ok, let’s try one more downtown termas. How about Aeroporto? Buzzzzzzzzzz. Wrong answer. Ok. After going 0-4 on open termas and which I should have know better, I decided it was finally time to get a little sightseeing out of the way. I told the taxi to take me to Pão de Azucar. I must have said it thirty different times and as many different ways as I could think of, but it just was not happening. He didn’t understand me at all. I finally asked him for a piece of paper and wrote down the name. That finally did the trick.
In case you are interested, 1979’s Moonraker is one of my favorite movies of all time. I was only four when it came out, but I remember recording it off of ABC in the 80’s and watching it dozens of times or more while growing up. At the time, of course, I didn’t realize the significance of Rio, Carnival, and Pão de Azucar. So one of the things I was really looking forward to on this trip was heading up the gondolas to Sugar Loaf and looking over Santos Dumont airport, much like James Bond and Dr. Goodhead did 24 years before me.
As soon as I arrived at the bottom of Pão de Azucar and the station, I was immediately accosted by someone who wanted to sell me a tour of Corcovado. I passed and instead got my tickets to head up to Sugarloaf. I had to buy a ticket for each way and there is one stop in between. The first stop is Urca Hill. Then you proceed from Urca Hill up to Sugarloaf. I don’t remember the exact price, but it seemed like it was R$ 20 to R$ 30 for all four ways. At Urca Hill there seemed to be some restaurants and shops and there were also helicopter tours you could buy.
I took about 100 pictures while I was there. Here are a select few:
After my nice side trip to Pão de Azucar I headed back to the Luxor Regente to upload all my pics before heading out to Monte Carlo.
There wasn’t too much talent out that night, but I did start talking to an attractive morena there. Her name was Latita or Talita or some damn thing like that. She passed the interview and was friendly so I decided to take her up. Once again, the suite was occupied so I had to settle on the 40 minute cabine. She did provide a good, long BBBJ and her ball licking skills were excellent. She didn’t react too much to the Vigel, but I still rubbed it in fairly well while she continued to suck my cock. We started off on top and I allowed her ride for a while before we switched over to missionary. Talita was another good kisser so missionary was quite enjoyable with her. We switch for a brief time to doggie so I could pound and slap her ass before I rolled her back over to missionary for more kissing and the big finish. Right as I was blowing my load inside of her with my tongue down her throat, the phone rang. Good timing guys! Overall it was a very solid and enjoyable session. She didn’t come, however, even with the Vigel. Oh well, I tried.
As I was settling my bill at the front desk, Flavio the manager started asking me which termas I had been to so far and which ones I liked. So I named off a few and gave him my general impressions. Then I asked him how they selected the girls to work in termas and how were they able to get such consistently high quality sessions out of the girls. Flavio replied that they have so many girls wanting to get into the termas that they can afford to be very picky. He said most girls were NOT chosen based on looks, but rather they were mostly selected based on their attitude. I then asked who got the lucky job of “interviewing” the girls and he said it was the owner who got to do it. Interesting stuff.
I went and back to the Luxor Regente and I tried to get a hold of Leticia from Aeroporto one more time. I finally got a hold of her and she asked if I wanted to see her tonight. I told her yes and she took down my hotel and room number and said she would call me at 9:00 before coming over. Well, 9:15 rolled around and there was no Leticia and no phone call. I wasn’t going to mess around with this girl anymore so I said fuck it and headed over L’uomo.
As I was walking out of the Luxor the bellboy started bugging me and wanted to know where I was going. I wasn’t about to tell him. He then rattled off about three of four different termas and wanted to get me a taxi. I just played like I didn’t know what he was talking about and went out the street and got my own taxi.
Once I got settled in at L’uomo I started talking to this tall, dark chick named Kamile. She sat with me for a while and we talked, but then out of the blue she asked me if I wanted to see a striptease. I said sure and she promptly popped up and went to change into “uniform.” I had to hold off a few more garotas that tried to lure me in while I was waiting for Kamile to change and do her striptease, but luckily I was able to dispatch them without trouble.
When Kamile came back out she was wearing a white chef’s hat, a white bikini I guess, and then white socks that were pulled up to her knees. She started with her butt to the audience while facing the stage and did an amazing butt shaking routine to start off the show. She was very light in her feet while she danced. It was a sight to behold.
Soon the hat came off and now I was the proud recipient of it on top of my head. Then the bikini bottom top and bottom came off and again, I was the recipient of those items as well. When she finished her routine she went straight to the dressing room to get some clothes and then came out to join me once again.
A few others girls danced and we enjoyed the show for a little while longer. After verifying the BBBJ, Kamile and I went off to a suite for an hour. She started me off with a pretty good BBBJ and I sat back enjoyed her oral delights for a while. I applied a liberal amount of Vigel and then entered her in missionary. We continued there for a while which also included some excellent DFK. But it wasn’t too long before she asked for it in doggie, so I flipped her over and started pounding away. Her 19 year old pussy was so tight though and I came rather quickly, but not before she came twice.
We then took a break and ordered some drinks before we went for round two. I spent most of round two getting her from behind, my legs outside of hers while she was lying flat on her stomach. I was able to pop another time and was completely and totally satisfied with the performance of Kamile.
She was also quite the active talker while I was fucking her, although I could not understand a word of what she was saying. I swear I heard something like, “fudge me” or “fudga me”over and over again. I guess I can kind of understand that.
By the time Kamile and I were finished, L’uomo was completely closed and girls were walking out and catching taxis along side me. I figured now would be a good time to check out Barbarella. I thought since I had already shot the gun three times today, I would not be so quick to pull the trigger for a fourth time and make a poor decision with expensive prices at Barberella.
If I remember correctly, the entrance fee and the first two drinks were R$ 50. After that the drinks were R$ 15 each and if you wanted a girl for takeout it was R$ 50. The place was pretty nice and I was seated right next to a side stage so I was able to get a good look at some of the dancers. A lot of women there were quite attractive.
Since I was close to this side stage I also got a first hand view of someone pissing away R$ 50 a pop for something I considered to be very stupid. This one guy’s thing was to come over to this side stage with a handful of R$ 1 bills. He would then tell the girl to get down on all fours and then he proceeded to shower her back with the R$ 1. I saw him do this three of four times with different girls throughout the night.
One girl sat down next to me and I spoke with her for quite a while. Besides a little petting on the arm she wasn’t that affectionate. I forget her name and age because I wasn’t that interested, but she was attractive enough to do. I asked the price out of curiosity and she quoted R$ 300. I told her no thanks, too expensive.
I continued enjoying the show for a while and then headed back to the hotel to call it a night.