2004 Reports - Edited

I had a few beers and played some cards at The Temple, then left about 10 PM for home. I had two drinks in Shamrock and got home by eleven and was planning on going straight to bed. But then I got a hard on and I figured I could go to the Triangle and pull someone out pretty quick. I was thinking maybe the babysitter or Romina from Catto's but neither was there. I was inches away from pressing the buzzer at Suipacha 921 6C but somehow inexorably I was in Catto's again and I grabbed Rosie and we took off. It was good but I should have been more disciplined. I still need to do Romina for sure. OTH, I hope you took full advantage of Cristina.

Hi Guys,

Yes I have RTFF over and over, yet i'm still having some trouble finding the answer to the question. So I i need all the BA regulars and locals to help me out please as I only have a 3 day business trip coming up in December.

What are your top 5 pickup joints for semi-pros and freelancers, maybe even the discos with best results? Are where are they located?

Thanks in advance, Anzac

Yesterday I paid a visit to Esmeralda 847 based on the good references in the forum. Easy to find: 12 floor, appartment H. I was received by the madam and chose for two girls: 100 pesos. There was a line up of 6 girls, all nice. Chose for the first two with names that differ from those on there website [url]www.brisamasaje.com.ar[/url]. I suppose they change them all the time. They give me the number of another appartment in the building and there I met the girls and a normal massage-table (no candles or so!)

- back massage was fine
- the girls kept all there clothes on
- they only used there hands, almost no erotic touching
- after turning they started the haggle
- top off: 30 pesos each
- BJ (not BBBJ): 20 pesos each

I didn´t ask more. I suppose all of it could end up to 150 pesos on top of the 100 it starts with. Thank you!. They showed me the shower (alone) and I left the place disappointed and thinking of all the nice body to body massages I had all around the world.

Apart from this I had some verey nice meetings at other places. I will send reports later on.

Dickhead,

Yes I did take full advantage of Chrisitna, or should I say she took full advantage of me? Either way it was 3.5 hrs of pure passion and sex.

What a chica! She is a real pro. Mult positions. BBBJ, HJ, culo, massage, MSOG, DATY, DFK...well you get the picture...geez....I need a vacation after her! She is certainly one of OTH`s favoritas now.

And my BsAs' ATF met me at the airport with the warmest, wetest and best welcome I have ever had. After a cab ride to the Hotel, 5 hrs of jacuzziing, showering (Yowzer), napping and covering all the acronyms of the alphabet I am "Ready" to begin my new adventure.
First dinner with an old friend then the Triangle (Cattos first) around midnight if anyone would like to meet up.
On second thought, maybe I should just stay in and recoup from the trip. Maybe when I'm dead.
MM

Flexible Horn and Exon are in Bariloche fishing

I´ll buy the Mouse Dinner tomorrow our plane get´s into Newberry about 8:30 pm, Dinner at !0:00

Exon

A few weeks ago I posted a favorable report and mentioned I was charged 50 pesos but was not sure what that entitled me to. Another board member told me I was overcharged as it should have been 40 pessos.

My second visit I asked for Lorena and was told she was occupied. Another of the girls perked my interest but this time I took charge of the situation. I told the madame I wanted April for one hour and handed her 40 pesos. She took the money, left momentarily, came back and said it was 50 pesos for completo. I asked what is completo and she explained. I explained that Saint Peter had never been nor would ever go through that gate. 40 pesos without cola would do just fine. She agreed.

My third visit I asked for and received Lorena for one hour. I handed her 40 pesos. She asked for 50. I explained that while Lorena possessed one of the most beautiful asses in creation, I had no intention of violating it. She retorted that Lorena was special and required 50 pesos. I also considered Lorena special and would gladly pay 100 pesos, but please don´t fuck with me. I gave her 50 pesos.

After a wonderful session with Lorena, I had a little time left which I put to good use. I tutored her in basic economics. I put 6 ten peso notes on the bed. I put 5 aside and said that is for the house. How many are left? That's right Lorena and that ten peso note is your tip. Now let´s play again. Six notes on the bed, this time four for the house, how many left? That's right and those would have been your tip if the house didn´t rip me off. Now next time I come will you make sure the madame undertands this? Of course.

Fourth visit I ask for Lorena for 1 hour. The madame tells me 70 pesos. I told her this was hyperinflationary Peronist bullshit (do the numbers Exxon). I told her she was crazy: one time fifty, one time forty, and now seventy. She flat out lied and said I never paid forty. I said I must be confused, pulled out my address cheat sheet, asked her if this was Corrientes 1965, and if it were, to bring Lorena in to prove it to me. She did and Lorena came to my rescue. They had a little conference and I paid 40.

Am I being targeted because I´m a Gringo? Did Lorena tell her about the 20 peso tip and she wants her half? Does the Madame know she has a superstar and just wants to cash in on the bonanza? I would appreciate any input from other members regarding recent pricing changes at this establishment.

I decided to cruise Florida with the ultimate objective of finding Dickhead's Maria. This was a bit out of character as I'm a day person and pretty much stick to the apartments.

Strolled from Plaza de Mayo to Plaza San Martin then back to the Richmond for lunch. I love the Richmond. I loved it more before they remodled it and replaced that beautiful parquet floor with that ugly pink marble. I also loved it more before they raised the prices to pay for that ugly pink marble floor. I had a decent executive lunch for 25 pesos which you can have at any cafe in the city for 10 pesos. But that´s the price one pays for sitting in 100 year old chairs. And I love sitting in those 100 year old chairs.

Did two more laps after lunch and then had coffee at that famous candy store on the corner of San Martin and Cordoba. Lots of eye candy but I was holding out for Maria. Another lap and then detoured on Lavalle which has been extened clear to 9 de Julio since my last visit to the area. I found a massage parlor between Florida and San Martin and made an 8 pm appointment. That would carry me till Maria's 9:30 curtain call.

I dined early at one of the restaurants on Lavalle and people girl watched till my 8pm massage. 40 pessos for one hour. I asked why 30 for women and 40 for men and was told its because men require more intense work. I bot the lie. The worse massage I ever had in my life. The thought of a happy ending never crossed my mind because if this girl fucked like she massaged, she would have to pay me.

9pm I head for Maria´s corner. I stop and talk to the girls on Cordoba handing out cards for Chicote. I promise one Í'll come back later. Another one named Karen propositions me for 100 pesos. I said give me your number and we'll get together. I approach Maria´s alcove with great anticipation but no one. There´s a girl standing at the corner and I say hello, not sure if she is working. I continued to the Marriot and turned around. Same girl on the corner and no Maria. This time she says hello. I introduced myself and her name was Mely. She's working at a new pub called Jazz. Would I like to see it? No, but I like to buy you a drink at this cafe. No go. She's working and has to bring me to Jazz. I took the bait knowing full well it would be switcharoonie time.

The place was ok but I hate fish bars where they pressure you to buy high priced drinks. On the way I told Mely I had plans and wasn't looking for any girls or high priced drinks. She was sooo sweet and promissed the drinks were not expensive. 45 pesos for a soda water and orange juice. Inexpensive is a relative term but $15 for 2 non alcoholic drinks is expensive anywhere in the world. It is armed robbery in Argentina. Another reason I stick to apartments.

Mely leaves (but not without me getting her number) and I am attacked on all sides by beautiful women wanting drinks. I'm outta here. Maria's waiting. No such luck.

I head down Florida to Cordoba and am accosted by the card girl I promised I would see later. I made it clear I had no intention of having a drink even if it were free (which the card said 1 free drink). I would only look.

Two drop dead uglies pounced on me at the door. Mary Jane permiated the air. I was outta there in a New York second. The card girl followed me and asked what was wrong. I said I'm going to have a coffee across the street and invited her. She came. We each ordered coffees then comes the one who previously proped me for 100 and asks to join us. I said yes, order something, and went to the toilet.

I come back and the third wheel has oj and water. Then comes the pizza and special salad. I'm thinking this girl has balls. She devours it all while telling me she hasn't eaten in days. Then the coup de grace, a steak the size of a roast. It could have fed a family of four and that was its intent. She asked for it to go. I'm steaming and ask for the bill. 40 pesos. Now subtract 2 coffees and you know how much this pig cost me. But that's not all. Some guy is hacking watches for 10 pesos. She wants one so bad she's willing to take it off my future 100 peso date. This girl has mistaken kindness for weakness. Now comes the milk money for the kids. I'm not usually rude but I said hasta luego bebe and left.

Lessons learned (or at least reinforced):

Florida is a tourist trap.
Stay out of clubs.
Never be kind to a street girl.
No more Mr. Nice Guy.

I went to 1707 Santa Fe for my pre lunchoen apperatif. Barbara was her name. She had been on my mind since my last visit. She´s the tall slender one with the tatoo above her cute butt. About 5' 6 B cup 24 year old from Montevideo. She started out well with DFK and a great BBBJ but seemed to tire after some rigorous fucking. We took a little break and bonded. She recovered well. She refused my 20 peso tip. But this was just added theatrics. These girls would all do well in Hollywood. She gets an eight across the board: face, body, attitude, performance. I will repeat.

I had a fantasic 3 hour lunch at Asturias then went to 36 Billares for a coffee. I'm sitting at a table in the front window winking at every decent looking woman. I do a lot of winking here. In fact I'm going to the doctor Thursday. I think I've developed repetative stress syndrom in my right eyelid.

I evoke a big smile from one and quickly signal her to come in and join me for a coffee. She does and so does an entourage of street urchins. First the guy on crutches with no visable defects. I wave him off but not before he's devoured our cookies. Then the lottery hack who helps himself to my water. All loyal campfollowers of my new found love.

After this introduction, she wasted no time touting her sexual prowress. I told her I was spent, had no milk left for her, and for that matter very little money. Let's just enjoy the conversation and I'll try her another day. She insisted she was a blow job artist and would get me off for 20 pesos or no pay. I needed clarification on this one and further objected about having to pay for a hotel. She countered with 30 pesos including the hotel. I passed.

Now she hits me up for 10 pesos for food for the kids. I had promised myself no more Mr. Nice Guy but gave in telling her this was an advance payment for the next time I saw her. She agreed and left.

I left shortly after her and unintentionally caught up with her at Plaza Congresso. I hadn't noticed how pretty her ass legnth hair was on her 5 foot frame. I put my arm around her and she started on me again about how good she was and I should try her now. I couldn't believe how hard she was trying for only 10 pesos. She already had 10 and would risk that as she promised no come no pay. I said what the hell. Five steps further and we turn into a hotel. 10 pesos for the room (regular price). If she got me off it would be worth 20 more. If not, it's a push.

The room (en suite) was better quality than the apartments I have been in. And, you got two towels and a bar of unwrapped soap from the concierge.
Estar was about 39.9 something, cute and had all of her teeth. I was pleasantly suprised when she disrobed as she had b cup breasts with distended nipples about thumb size. She not only allowed me but encouraged me to chew on them. This was a big turn on for me and gave me the extra spark I needed. I was semi hard when she went down on me and she is an artist. She had to work hard but when she told me she loves this and I could come in her mouth and she would swallow, I lost all dignaty and blew it. She won her 20 pesos.

This was my first street walker experience. I have read little of them in the forum and am interested to know if this was an anomolly or is 20 pesos common.

[QUOTE=Mickey Mouse]On second thought, maybe I should just stay in and recoup from the trip. Maybe when I'm dead.
MM[/QUOTE]

And darn, just to think of that poor girlfriend you left in the cold North. No Christmas presents to buy her, and all that extra cheese in your pocket for warm BA hospitality.

FYI,

Paola at 1707 Santa Fe is as good as advertised. She even gave me her cell number. Hahaha. Any of you guys meeting up tonight? If so please leave word. Calicula and I are meeting up early but the more the merrier. More broads that is.

The first 24 hrs was full speed ahead. After my afternoon romp with my "Special" friend here, it was off to dinner and then the triangle.

First stop was Ness where I found DH and OTH having a beer and checking out the night's availability. After saying Hi to a couple old girlfriends it was off to Cattos where OTH was almost immediately "Mugged" by Susana and Cristina (spelling?) for his "last night celebration". How did it go and what finally happened OTH? The three were hiding in a dark corner when I left.

Prices of beers are up my friends, but my chicas were still the same. Ness had a lot of late night talent while Cattos was busy with some of the old favorites still around.

I ended up the night with a duo (one old friend and a new young talent named Daniela, I think) from Ness. Daniela definitely has some talent and warrants a return one on one TLN.

This afternoon we wondered to Orleans which was packed Full of Girls (a couple cuties too) and then Excedra which was completely void of talent.

Tonight, dinner with Exon and then ............. hhmmm, take a guess.

The Mouse is out of the starting gate

BTW JC, she (at home girlfriend) changed her tune and sent me off with a big smile only asking that I promise to return to her. I'm getting good at this, or I'm being set up.

[QUOTE=Mickey Mouse]BTW JC, she (at home girlfriend) changed her tune and sent me off with a big smile only asking that I promise to return to her. I'm getting good at this, or I'm being set up.[/QUOTE]

If you have to ask if you're being set up, then you've answered your own question. She is a woman, afterall! :)

Although my first try to post a report on Esmeralda 847 failed [I didn´t see it appear on the forum yet] I give it a second shot because, besides my little disappointment overthere, I have had a great time in different places in BA.

So this time: Nuevo Estilo. I went there on monday. Good atmosphere, lots of girls, reasonable prices, good shows where the girls take everything of [bit dark though]. There was even a performance of two girls eating each other on stage. I was impressed by the show and appearance of a very little Dominican girl. I suppose It was the same Maggie where Dickhead wrote about. We had a drink together and I invited her and her girlfriend Leany for praktice around the corner. I realy had a good time. Maggie is the professional of the two but Leany is also very well shaped and she did ride me on her knees but with her feet flat down on the bed. Beautiful view. I can recommend this place and the two girls. Only one warning: don´t volunteer to take part in a show. You will be running around naked !

More tomorrow.

Sosher

Knuckhead's last day in the Promised Land

To only read the sex related material, skip to “[red]**[/red]” !

Friends, nearly three months later after his return from your land of “plenty”, and having even returned to B.A. once more in the interim, Knuckhead finally got his act together to finish writing the events of the last day of his third trip to Buenos Aires. Indeed, the infamous “Banned from Black” series of posts did establish a dangerous precedent, and despite his earlier promise not to follow in that fine tradition, Knuckhead eventually fell into the same trap. In case the previous ramblings of this Knuckhead is of any interest to you, reports of days [url=http://www.wsgforum.com/vforum/showthread.php?p=277879#post277879][red]one[/red][/url], [url=http://www.wsgforum.com/vforum/showthread.php?p=281393#post281393][red]two[/red][/url], and [url=http://www.wsgforum.com/vforum/showthread.php?p=302830#post302830][red]three[/red][/url] can be found much earlier in this same thread.

10:20 am was announced by the harsh alarm of my cell phone. I turned around and looked at the other side of the bed and immediately recalled that about 6 hours ago Alexa lay in the same spot. This was enough to “re-orient” the little Knuckhead for his first session of the day due to arrive at 11am. Breakfast arrived in short order, and the now customary call from Roxana at mission control was received a few minutes later. I showered, shaved, and waited for Camyla. Unfortunately by now I can not locate her on the web, so I have no way of directing you to her. Well, 11am turned into 11:15, and 11:15 turned onto 11:30 and she never arrived, neither did any phone call or warnings otherwise. I figured sooner or later this had to happen, and that I had indeed had a very good “run” up to that point in regards to the girls showing up on time. In my three trips and about 30 sessions, this was my first and only no-show.

Knuckhead is generally a very optimistic person, and soon he simply talked himself into believing that maybe this “no-show” was for the better after all, and that perhaps he has had “too much of a good thing”, and that Anna the Russian would be arriving for an extended session in a few hours anyway. Instead, he decided to give some “balance” to his life. Yes, instead he would concentrate on the [b]other[/b] cardinal pleasure in life: Excellent food.

To that end, a loud knock was made on Sterling V’s door, and his sweet REM sleep came to a harsh, abrupt end. Indeed, he was being dragged out to a fantastic meal at Le Sud. A telephone call to the restaurant indicated that this last minute reservation was more than welcome. We dressed up and hopped into a cab. The cab took an interesting route, passing through some very fancy streets lined by designer boutiques I hadn’t noticed in my previous trips, and arrived at hotel Sofitel in about 10 minutes. For some strange reason both of us neglected to pay the cabbie and just began walking into the hotel!!! The poor guy made a few hand gestures to indicate he wasn’t paid, and we still didn’t get it! So he finally took a 10 Peso bill put of his pocket and bingo! We felt horrible, but it nevertheless was very refreshing to contrast his gentle mannerism in demanding payment to that of other big cities.

As I previously described in the restaurant section, the two of us had a fantastic meal and few glasses of wine. The staff is highly attentive and speak excellent English, not to mention that the reception girl is also a fox! As a WSG “first”, Sterling V took some photographs of the menu and food and posted them as well. After a memorable meal and great conversation, we decided to part company; he had some sightseeing to do, and I had some Anna the Russian to “re”-do!

I visited the pharmacy on Las Heras between Laprida and Puyerdon to make some purchases for relatives at home. I had price –shopped a certain non-mongering related medicine and had found that in most pharmacies the price is exactly the same, down to the centavo; In fact they all look up the price in the same book or software. However, some pharmacies would immediately offer a 20% cash discount. My suspicion is that when asked, most pharmacies would offer this. I found the prices for Argentinean made generics very affordable and as far as the imports were concerned, still much better than in the U.S. I placed and order which had to be collected from a number of sources and therefore needed about 1 hour to be filled. I decided to pick this up after my appointment.

[red]**[/red] Back at the apartment, preparations were made for this final, 2-hour encounter of the trip. The “check list”, of course, included an inspection of the Pocket Rocket to ensure optimum performance. [url=http://www.platynum.com.ar/Entretenimiento/Escorts/Anna/Anna5.jpg][red]Anna[/red][/url], having confirmed her appointment earlier in the day, arrived right on time at 3pm. From the start it became apparent that my decision to repeat with her was going to be dully rewarded. We embraced with a long-lasting DFK, and had a soda together. She excused herself to the bathroom and returned with very tantalizing lingerie. Once in bed, the pocket rocket was called into action from its resting station in the nightstand; however, its mission proved to be short-lived as it was once more mercilessly thrown out of the “picture” to be replaced with the requested “real thing”. Small mutual kisses everywhere gradually heightened the sensations and in no time, we were engaged in an extended 69 session. Surely, there is a certain level of YMMV in this, but Anna (again) appeared to be highly orgasmic, and for me this took the session to a much higher level of enjoyment.

For over two hours we continued to change positions under the sheets in between having orgasms. I had two, and she appeared to have two “regular” ones and an “extended”, crescendo-decrescendo one. The progressively faster but shallower panting, the pupilary dilation, the drops of sweat running down our bodies, and the involuntary sounds of pleasure emanating from us both….. these are the thoughts that will follow me through life and will put a smile on my face when I become and old man, and ones I will secretly pass on to others when I [b]finally[/b] become a dirty old man!

Alas, at about 5:30 pm I finally had to start packing, as my flight was due to leave in about 4 hours. We said our goodbyes, and Anna began walking towards the door. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned around, and visibly feeling awkward, said to me: “I’m very sorry, but I think you forgot something”. What could I have forgotten? Ah… silly me! Of course she wants one last long kiss goodbye! But as I reached forward to deliver that, a more mundane matter came to my mind. I hadn’t paid the poor girl! I felt absolutely horrible. I gave her AR$300, a little more than she had originally asked for.

With Anna out of the door, I went to soak in the tub for about 15 minutes and actually used it’s Jacuzzi function for the first time. After the first and only 15 minutes of relaxation during this trip (!!), I was in a frenzy to pack everything and check out of the apartment, as Anna the remis driver was to show up in a little over an hour from this point. I manage to pack in time, trying to make my condoms as well as the pocket Rocket as inconspicuous as possible, in case my luggage had to be manually searched.

The manager from [url=http://www.barent.com.ar][red]B.A. Rent[/red][/url] arrived right on time and very efficiently checked me out of the apartment. These fellows run a very smooth operation and their prices are very reasonable, and hence get my unconditional recommendation. I tipped Pablo the doorman AR$20 and again had a little chat with him regarding the selection of chicas of this trip. He seemed to approve! A few minutes later Anna arrived. I bid farewell to Pablo, and we were off to the airport.

As I [url=http://www.wsgforum.com/vforum/showthread.php?p=274539#post274539][red]wrote earlier[/red][/url], the trip to the airport by Anna serves a therapeutic purpose. It nicely bridges the gap between being a Sexual marathoner in B.A. and the ugly realization that in less than a mere 12 hours from that point in time, literally with jet speed, one would once more turn back into a de-clawed monger in sex prison.

Once in the airport, I paid Anna AR$55 (45 plus 10 for a tip) and most reluctantly hauled my tired and abused body toward the check-in counter. Again, thanks to all those frequent flyer miles from uncle United, I had arguably the best seat in the entire plane, and as such a desperately needed and hopelessly past-due period of uninterrupted sleep was not too far off. This distracted me from thinking too much about my imminent re-confinement to sex prison, and worse yet, having to go to work in the morning directly from the airport.

The security agent, a reasonably good looking woman in her late 30’s, asked me her typical questions, and then wanted to see the inside of my bag. I opened the bag for her, and for a minute thought that she was not going to notice the condoms, the K-Y, and the [url=http://www.wsgforum.com/vforum/attachment.php?attachmentid=11427][red]Pocket Rocket[/red][/url]. Wrong! She soon came across and opened my monger-pack®, and went through all the above. I just about “melted” with embarrassment; however, she soon raised her face, looked me in the eyes, and gave me a very sweet, Argentinean smile as if meaning to say “You must have been a bad boy these past few days, weren’t you?!”. “Have a nice flight”, she said continuing with her smile, as she closed my bag and directed me to the check in.

With the boarding pass in hand, I paid the taxes, went up to the departure level, and passed customs and immigration. These took about 20 minutes, which I found typical for this airport. Once in the boarding area, I was just about to faint from exhaustion and lack of sleep. There was no time to visit the Red Carpet Club, as the plane was already boarding. Unfortunately, there was a long line as far as the eye could see. As horrible as I felt about jumping in front of others, I was simply a “monger in distress” and had to collapse in my seat [b]right there and then[/b]. I figured I would “milk” my “free” first class ticket for what it was worth, so I went to the back of their podium. The cute chica there pointed to the back of the line, but when I showed her my boarding pass she smiled saying: “Bienvenido abordo, señor”, this time pointing to the jetway as she tore my boarding stub.

Once inside the plane I took my shoes off, sat down, had their cup of sparkling wine, and just fell asleep. I think at one point shortly after take off the fight attendant put some food in front of me and I took a few bites with a cup of wine. After that, I had one of the deepest sleeps I have had in years, not waking up until literally 2-3 minutes before landing in the morning. Sadly, this morning I wasn’t about to wake up to a new chica :(. I was already in sex prison and had to go to work soon after getting out of the airport.

Knuckhead