After my Sunny FKK initiation, I elected to chill a bit and explore the Oase facilities. Summer clearly would offer an even more intriguing experience, as outdoor facilities become more available – imagine dozens of lovelies frolicking about the pool or coaxing you into the bushes.

The buffet was better than expected, and the woman in charge of it amply solicitous, genuinely concerned that the dining experience be satisfactory. The masseuse was professional but not as aggressive as I would prefer.

I noted the parry and thrust as I sized up several ladies more closely. A few seemed genuinely put off that I had gone with someone else.

Despite my predisposition toward the eastern European experience, my radar was out for a dark-haired beauty who’d been sitting at a table with her girlfriends all evening. Whenever I passed their table, she always flashed a wide smile but never made overtures. Her small bicep tattoo had put me off a bit, but discreet closer inspection revealed a lithe body partially obscured when she was seated. The lovely Linda volunteered that she was Greek and spoke 5 languages, and agreed to come with me to our own couch.

As we sat and talked only meters from other couples locked in embraces and blowjobs, Linda admitted that public displays of intimacy were not her style. By now her winning smile and flawless body had won me over, so we retired to the room to escape our public inhibitions.

And there I realized that Linda’s body was even more spectacular than I had expected. Once upon a time I had a girlfriend who worked as a fit model – she had the perfect body for clothesmakers - and Linda left her in the dust. This girl had it all: slim waist, tight bottom, perfect C-cup breasts, long legs, flat belly, voluminous dark hair, gorgeous face, deep dark eyes, wide mouth and captivating smile. Picture DanishGod’s Adrianna from Cuba (see CH photo & movie files) at 22 on birth control pills, slightly less skinny with bigger (but still perfect!) breasts.

As demure as she seemed in public, Linda more than made up for it in the privacy of the room. Our mutual enjoyment dovetailed as I prodded her from behind and we caught the bright elusive butterfly of simultaneous orgasm (this may be fodder for a different thread, but I’ve never known a woman who could fake vaginal spasms.) Though there is no accounting for taste, it baffles me that men weren’t lined up around the block for a moment with this stunning woman.

As soon as it was over, the lovely Linda morphed into a businesswoman – I guess it’s a necessary fact of life, at least this one. Even so, she ranks way up there in my archives. I knew I wouldn’t do better at Oase, and besides, I’d been on the road since 4 AM, so I showered and found my way back to the Lindenhof.


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