Well, sex might have been the last thing on my mind when I finally went to sleep on that weird and trying Friday night, but by the time I woke up not more than two hours later - Marcia's hot body close up against mine, I was definitely back in the mood. And it looked like Rosangela was still asleep - maybe it we're REALLY quiet, she won't wake up…
But of course, trying to have sex with a Brazilera quietly and without moving around much is damn near impossible. And for good measure, she offered up her ass (as usual), which made things all the more difficult. Pretty soon I could see Rosangela stirring a bit - obviously she was awake now - but she decided to be cool and let me have my fun.
That bit of revenge out of the way, I bid goodbye first to Marcia and then afterwards to Rosangela - never having had sex with her through the whole ordeal. I think she could tell I was still a bit upset regarding her actions of the previous evening, and I made no offers or assurances that I would see her again.
Free at last, I strapped on the blades and cruised down to join RM at Ipanema on yet another perfectly clear hot and sunny day. Wow. The beach was packed wall-to-wall - as if half the population of Rio - along with every tourist now in town for the New Years festivities - was out there tanning. It was so crowded that if you wanted to go for a dip in the ocean to cool off, rather than simply walking straight out there you had to pick a circuitous route going back and forth around all the various lounge chairs, umbrellas and people laying on towels in the sand- and then try to remember where you were on the way back up.
And the bunda - OH MY GOD. It almost felt like watching the ball go back and forth over the net during a tennis match - "look - over there - phucking incredible!", then "no - over there - check out THAT one!" We would spend half the time actually standing up to get a better view of the shower area where all the girls would come to wash off after swimming in the ocean - the whole time oblivious to our staring (or was it panting?).
Various garotas on the beach at Ipanema
With favorite masseuse Lau
Having heard about RM's awesome experience at Centaurus the previous day - and this being the last chance we would have to hit it (closed Sundays and this time also Monday for the New Year's Eve holiday) - our termas choice for the day was a no-brainer. RM took off to go clean up back at the apartment, while I decided to hang out and get another massage courtesy of the sweet and skilled Lau - our new favorite beach masseuse this trip.
I then pulled out my ISAW-DB map and reviewed the route RM had helped me pick out to blade over there. Centaurus is located about five blocks off the beach at a point almost exactly between Copa and Ipanema, which meant I had to exit the bike trail at some point and blade in street traffic. In any case, I got there without incident, but when taking off the blades outside, was chagrined to discover I had left my sandals behind at the beach, leaving me shoeless.
So I walked barefoot into Centaurus - blades in hand - and paid the hefty entry fee. Unlike the other termas, at Centaurus you pay cover plus room and girl fees for one session upon entry - everywhere else you pay on the way out. Moreover, if you decide on additional sessions, it's back down to the reception area to prepay for those as well - definitely a hassle.
So why bother? To paraphrase a former President currently back in the news - "it's the girls, stupid!" All the major termas have their fair share of stunners, but the depth of talent at Centaurus is what sets it apart. It was my first termas on my newbie Thanksgiving trip, and I was blown away by the sheer numbers of scorching hot garotas - "10s" everywhere you looked, maybe a few "8s" at the low end. And according to RM, the previous day had been right at that same level.
So who should I run into in the locker room area but the gorgeous Andressa - the girl who popped my Rio cherry on my first trip. She remembered me, and we chatted for a bit to catch up. She then offered to assist me with my robe - a common tactic for girls to attach themselves to you - but I declined, telling her I would see her out in the boite.
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Andressa from termas Centaurus
When I first walked out there I was a bit disappointed - nothing like the 35-40 girls RM had seen upon entry the day before - probably no more than 15, and among them nothing really to write home about. But it was still very early - time to grab a gin and tonic and just chill a bit.
Drink in hand, I parked myself over at a table, passing Andressa on the way. She definitely appeared to be the best option available at the time - so a quick gesture and she was there cuddling up with me. Within minutes we were engaging in some rather aggressive frenching - so aggressive, in fact that I actually had to tell her to ease off a bit. Meanwhile, RM showed up, and he too was blown away by this girl's absolutely killer body. I decided to be bold and ask if anal was on the menu - when the answer came back affirmative no further inducement was needed to pull the trigger on session #1.
And when the clothes came off, I couldn't believe how perfect this girl's breasts were - firm but soft natural Cs - and no doubt the best set I've ever laid eyes on. Energetic and skilled, she started off with a nice BBBJ, which moved to phucking on the bed, to phucking on the platform in the front of the room, to phucking with me standing up holding her, and finally back to the bed for doggie anal (just as promised). Somehow I couldn't nut, so I resorted to the manual method, with her shoving me up against those perfect breasts at the point of orgasm. (One great thing about termas girls and Brazileras in general - they make sure you ENJOY that nut - however achieved).
Back out in the boite, I grabbed another drink and chilled for a bit. More girls now - things were definitely picking up. A few more minutes and then Carla appeared - another girl I had met in there on my last trip, though we didn't session. A had also run into her outside when we left that night, arranging with her to meet me later at Help. She had cabbed over there with a buddy while I went back to Ipanema Towers to clean up and get ready, but when I didn't show up until after 12:30, gave up and left - very disappointed according to my friend.
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Carla from termas Centaurus
Well, I'm not one to miss an opportunity more than once, so after a few minutes of getting reacquainted, it was off to the rooms for session #2. I was absolutely blown away when her clothes came off - like Andressa, a practically flawless body with prefect tits and ass. And if anything, even nastier and more energetic - trumping the previous experience by letting me cum in her mouth.
Afterwards I wandered back out to the boite to check up on RM. He quickly hooked up with his typical tall flaca, but in the meantime pointed out Keity, a tall, exotic looking girl he had seen previously, calling her "the hottest girl in here." Pretty soon she was over there sitting with us, and when RM left with his girl, turned her full attentions to me. And oh my, was she sweet.
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Keity from termas Centaurus
But she was competing with a flaca baby-faced blond on my other side, who looked like she could have been right out of the O.C. I was having so much fun going between them that I actually considered the dupla the girls were pushing, but with two sessions already under my belt, thought better of it and decided on Keity alone, leaving the blond a bit put out. Trying to make it up to her, I suggested they come by my apartment the next day for a "festa" - which they both agreed to.
After two amazing, physically demanding sessions, the equipment wasn't quite functioning to full spec as we got started. So to buy myself a little time, I dove into that exquisite juicy pussy, while she obligingly fingered her clit. Within a few minutes she reached a shuddering orgasm, afterwards thanking me profusely for the effort. Then it was off to the races again, not pausing until I somehow squeezed out nut #3 of the visit.
By the time I finished, RM had already left. I went back out to the bar where I hung out with Carla a bit. Pretty soon Keity came out and handed me a little piece of paper with her phone number - Carla then wrote hers down too. Feeling a bit wiped out, I went back to the TV lounge area for some R&R, where Carla again joined me for a few minutes. Finally I dragged myself to the showers, got dressed, and left as the clock passed 11pm - more than six hours after I came in off Ipanema beach.
Total bill - around R1100 (roughly $630 U.S.) - though I had already pre-paid most of it. Cover charge, drinks for me, some drinks for the girls, room rental and session fees for the three sessions.
Phucking in succession three of the most gorgeous, hottest, sweetest girls I've ever experienced - priceless.
Even though I was way tired and still half drunk, I opted not to flag down a cab barefoot, and instead strapped the blades on to get me back to the apartment in Copa. The going was a bit shaky, but fortunately traffic was relatively light, and I made it out to Avenida Atlantica and then into Copa to the street just past Help where I crossed back over to get to the apartment.
But yet - the night was young. Within a half hour or so, I was back over to meet RM at TA, where once again we basked in the glow of the assembled garota multitude - a scene just as impressive as the previous night. And better yet, I was a free man - though RM told me Marcia had been around looking for me earlier.
Inside Help, things were cranking. We managed to reserve a table to the left of the stage, and then went over to get drink tickets. And that's where I ran into Rosangela again. Being nice, I gave her a hug, and then let her follow us back over to the table.
But I had already decided I wasn't going to hook up with her again, and with all the hot talent on hand I really wanted to play the field. So I sat her down and told her I didn't think it was a good idea for us to be together after what had happened the previous night. She seemed to take it in stride, and then got up to leave, wishing me a good evening on her departure.
Okay - with that little chore out of the way, time to GET BUSY. And first order of business - see if I could visually cockblock my way into this hot flaca blond hanging out with this frumpy looking guy a few tables over. It quickly became obvious she didn't really want to be with him, and she kept getting up and moving over towards me while gyrating her hot little ass to the music. I turned to RM and said it's time to make a lap, making a motion towards the blond to meet us out there.
But we hadn't made it twenty feet when this cute, diminutive black girl reached out and grabbed me. She seemed like all kinds of fun - so forgetting the blond, I led her back over to the table, her friend following. It was only then that I recognized her as Patricia - the girl I had pulled out of Help my very first night on the previous trip. She had come in later on with a few friends of hers from Centaurus, and seemed a bit on the shy side at the time, though we ended up enjoying a nice TLN together.
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Patricia on Help outside terrace
Well, I don't know what came over her, but now she was a totally different girl. Dancing, making out, grinding her ass into me - she couldn't have been hotter or nastier. So with my hookup determined, it was now up to her friend to persuade RM. But though she worked him hard, for him it was nothing doing. Finally I left with Patricia around 5am and enjoyed a hot session #5 of the day, though I'm not sure if I made it all the way through without passing out from exhaustion.
But of course, there's always the next morning…
The morning of what would later turn out to be the most harrowing mongering experience of my life…