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This board has been really helpful to understand where the Vienna "strassenstrich" was and so I think that, in exchange, I should share some experiences of mine, during a recent business trip in the austrian capital city. I hope that my austrian colleagues forgive me if I write in English, but my german is really too poor and a Google translation would sound too ridiculus, IMHO.
Besides this Carla/Karla, I've met also some other girls (the 33 y/o Elena/Helena in front of the OMW, the famous "bus driver" Geanina/Janine). If contributions in English are accepted and appreciated, in the future I can post also other reports-
Sorry for the long post, but it's also been a long story
After having been almost hypnotized by the shiny buttocks of this blondy dancing aside the street, I finally stop in front of her. She reaches my car and I must admit she has also very cute features, besides a well proportioned body.
The conversation is not so easy, because my german is very poor and her english even worse, but in the end I understand that for 50 we can go to a private parking area. Based on my italian standards, not exactly a cheap rate for a BJ+sexual intercourse, but there is no chance to negotiate. She swears that there are absolutely no problems with the police and so she is my host aboard.
Her name is Carla (or Karla, written the German way) and she tells me that she is from Romania, more precisely from Bucharest. But, even more precisely, I would suspect that she is from Giurgiu, because later I have seen her "boyfriend"'s car and the plate was from Ruse (P), the bulgarian city standing just in front of Giurgiu, the opposite side of the Danube river. Having bulgarian car documents is quite common among romanians, because the ownership tax and the insurance are even cheaper than in their own country.
HER "PRIVATE" PARKING, kNOWN ONLY TO HER ... AND TO THE POLICE
After a couple of minutes driving, she tells me to park along a secondary road. Not exactly what I expected to be a private parkplace ... Maybe it is her "private" slot, because no other girl is using it, but certainly it's not in a private area. And, in fact, she has just the time to extract the necessary tools (condoms, etc ...) from her bag and a car appears from behind the curve, slowly approaching us. "Shit, the police!", says Carla. Luckily we weren't doing anything yet, so they simply give a look in the car and they pass by.
"Ok, we've been lucky, but here it's too dangerous. Any other option? Have you got a van? Or can we go to a pension, for instance?", I ask her. The conversation (and negotiation) is very difficult again, but I can understand that, if I pay her 100 Euros, we can eventually go to her flat, which is in the 14th district, and stay there for half an hour. I try to reduce the rate to 80, but she is again very strict about the money. So, I only want to be absolutely sure that the stopwatch will start only when we enter her room and not when I restart the engine of my car. On the other hand, she also wants be sure that I will bring her back to her standpoint, which makes me believe that the 14th district is not so close.
Before leaving, she tells me to drive back to her place, because she has to take a long skirt to wear, when entering her building. She makes also a short phone call in romanian and I can just catch some words: "parcare" (parking lot), "drum" (trip). Her "boyfriend"'s car is along the street, she asks me to stop behind him, she takes a small backpack containing some clothes and we can finally leave to her flat.
Even if language is a big barrier between us, we can have some conversation. Carla is 23 y/o, has already two small kids and has been here in Vienna for a couple of years. As I imagined, she is not a natural blonde, because she shows me a picture of her kids on the smartphone and they are definitely dark haired
She doesn't like the austrian techno-folk which is beinh aired on OE3 in this precise moment and, like any romanian girl, she is rather a fan of manele music, a genre which would lead any non-rumanian person to commit suicide within not more than five minutes
Like any girl doing her job, she complains that the business was so good in the past and that it is so bad now. But I certainly don't believe her when she tells me that some evenings she earns only 30 or 50 euros! It's true that her "boyfriend" hasn't got a powerful BMW or Mercedes like other guys waiting for their beauties in the OMV petrol station, but such figures are absolutely unbelievable: for that little money, she should maybe look for a job in a supermarket! In Italy, where the crisis has hit even harder, an independent girl working along the road earns at least 100-150 euro/night during the week and 300-500 euro/night during the week-end, tax free of course! And I've been told that, in the good times, during a friday or saturday night, they could easily collect up to 1.000 euro!
A SMALL AND OLD FLAT
Anyhow, after making a short stop at a Bankomat, we finally reach the street where she lives. We enter a block-building which looks quite old (beginning of the 19th century?) and, after climbing some stairs and walking a long aisle, we are in front of her door. The flat is just a single room, with the kitchenette along one wall, an untidy queen size bed along the other one and a couch underneath the only window. Opposite to the window, there are two doors: one probably hides the bathroom and the other one, which Carla promptly closes, gives access to a small closet where a washing machine and a heap of clothes are visible.
The first thing Carla does is to step on the couch, close the window and pull the thick courtain, so that nobody can watch from outside. Then she takes a small remote that was on the table in the middle of the room and changes the colour of the light from white to red.
COLD FEET
After I leave the green note on the table, she slowly starts to undress. The long gipsy-like skirt is the first piece of cloth to be removed, then it's the turn of her tight jersey and of the even tighter shorts she was wearing. In the meanwhile, I'm also removing my clothes and putting them on the couch. "No, please lay them on the table", asks me Carla, making me realize that we won't have our 20 minutes of fun on the bed but rather on the sofa where I'm now sitting. She explains me that she is host of her "prima" (cousin) and that she is not allowed to use the bed. I can't believe that Carla can sleep on this uncomfortable couch, which is shorter than she is, so perhaps she lives in another place with her "boyfriend" and her cousin lets her use this flat when a customer asks for an alternative to the car.
Carla is now almost naked and I can admire her well-proportioned, toned and smooth body. Maybe only the tits could be either small or falling, because she has kept the bra on, as if she is ashamed of them. On the other hand, her long and thin legs are extremely beautiful and look very sexy, with the light being reflected by her shiny pantyhose. She removes two layers of anklet socks, sadly complaining that it's not so warm anymore outside and that she has cold feet. One after the other, I take them between my hands and I rub them for some seconds, so that they are heated a little bit.
Then also the two layers of pantyhose are removed (but not the panties, for the time being) and we are ready to step onto the coach.
AT LEAST SHE IS PATIENT
I take place on the left hand side and she crouches at my right, showing me her smooth back. After a short HJ, to heat up my Lil Bro, it's time for him to be covered by the condom and to get pleased by Carla's mouth. Her technique is absolutely average (she basically moves her head up and down, no torsions around the penis, no titillation of the glans with the tongue, etc ...), but at least she doesn't look in a hurry, now that she knows that her time is paid for the next 20 minutes. In the meanwhile, I long caress her smooth back, her neck and her nape, which is usually very helpful to make the girl relax and forget that the time is passing by I also extend my arm to her buttocks, which are as small and toned as they looked at first sight. Since I'm already in the "Netherlands", I insert a couple of fingers under her panties and I stimulate the area close to her anus. After insisting a little bit, she has some shivers, so I remove my hands and restart caressing her back.
She alternates BJ and HJ for more than 10 minutes, until I ask her if we can switch to the sexual intercourse. So, she stands up again and she finally removes her panties, showing a compact and perfectly shaved pussy. I mimic some possible positions on the bed ("shall I lay?", "will you lay?"), but she indicates me to also stand up, because we'll fuck doggy style. She bends down, my penis is guided into her pussy, she extends her arms to get some support from the couch, I firmly anchor myself at her waist and we can start our gymnastics. At the beginning, I shake my pelvis very slowly, because the insertion has not been so easy. When I feel that she is more lubricated, I progressively accelerate my rythm.
ENOUGH TIME TO GET BORED
The sight is definitely very good, because her round buttocks and her toned and arched back are just in front of me, but I don't like doggy style so much, because there is no tight body contact with the girl. Generally speaking, I have the feeling that they choose this position when they want to minimize the emotional intercourse with their customer, by preventing any excessive body contact and by not looking him in the eyes during the fuck. In the specific case of Carla, this makes me suspect that her "boyfriend" is her actual boyfriend (or even the father of her kids) and that the customers are allowed to benefit only of a minor part of her physicality.
Anyhow, she is really patient again, to an extent that I'm even getting bored by such a long doggy style sexual intercourse. After not less than 6-7 minutes, she stops me and she proposes me to complete her task with a HJ, which I accept. Surprisingly, she doesn't ask me to sit down again on the couch, but she simply stands aside me, she bends down and she starts to intensively manipulate my penis. Her position doesn't look very stable (and even less comfortable), so I embrace her, so that at least a part of her weight is relieved on me. There is not so much to say about a HJ: the only important detail is that the finish line gets finally crossed, a couple of minutes before the expiration of the time which was reserved to me. Definitely not an experience I'll repeat, because Carla is certainly a beautiful and kind girl, but her rate is quite high and her emotional involvment during the meeting is really limited.
A JEALOUS "BOYFRIEND"
While we get cleaned and we wear our dresses, we have again some conversation. At the end, she tells me that it's not necessary that I bring her back to her standpoint, because somebody will take care of that. Her "boyfriend" must be so jealous (or so eager to grab the green note as soon as possible) that he is probably waiting for her in the street, to personally accompany her back to duty. In fact, when passing again along the Brunnerstrasse back to my hotel (I must admit I have missed the right way at least a couple of times!), I'll see the cute blonde getting off the bulgarian car and the sign "zimmer frei" immediately reappearing at the entrance of "Pension Carla"
Besides this Carla/Karla, I've met also some other girls (the 33 y/o Elena/Helena in front of the OMW, the famous "bus driver" Geanina/Janine). If contributions in English are accepted and appreciated, in the future I can post also other reports-
Sorry for the long post, but it's also been a long story
- Name: Carla (or Karla?)
- Age: 23
- Nationality: romanian, apparently from Bucharest but most probably from Giurgiu
- Physical description: very cute blonde, about 1,65 m tall, beautiful features, brown eyes, well proportioned, toned and perfectly shaved body, apparently small tits
- Rate / Time: 100 Eur / 30 minutes in her flat
- Attitude: once she gets all that money, she becomes more patient and basically seems also a good and kind girl. Once on the bed (oops, on the couch), she is certainly not a tiger.
- Location: Brunnerstrasse, approximately here: 48.134949, 16.297920 (see on Google Maps)
- Age: 23
- Nationality: romanian, apparently from Bucharest but most probably from Giurgiu
- Physical description: very cute blonde, about 1,65 m tall, beautiful features, brown eyes, well proportioned, toned and perfectly shaved body, apparently small tits
- Rate / Time: 100 Eur / 30 minutes in her flat
- Attitude: once she gets all that money, she becomes more patient and basically seems also a good and kind girl. Once on the bed (oops, on the couch), she is certainly not a tiger.
- Location: Brunnerstrasse, approximately here: 48.134949, 16.297920 (see on Google Maps)
After having been almost hypnotized by the shiny buttocks of this blondy dancing aside the street, I finally stop in front of her. She reaches my car and I must admit she has also very cute features, besides a well proportioned body.
The conversation is not so easy, because my german is very poor and her english even worse, but in the end I understand that for 50 we can go to a private parking area. Based on my italian standards, not exactly a cheap rate for a BJ+sexual intercourse, but there is no chance to negotiate. She swears that there are absolutely no problems with the police and so she is my host aboard.
Her name is Carla (or Karla, written the German way) and she tells me that she is from Romania, more precisely from Bucharest. But, even more precisely, I would suspect that she is from Giurgiu, because later I have seen her "boyfriend"'s car and the plate was from Ruse (P), the bulgarian city standing just in front of Giurgiu, the opposite side of the Danube river. Having bulgarian car documents is quite common among romanians, because the ownership tax and the insurance are even cheaper than in their own country.
HER "PRIVATE" PARKING, kNOWN ONLY TO HER ... AND TO THE POLICE
After a couple of minutes driving, she tells me to park along a secondary road. Not exactly what I expected to be a private parkplace ... Maybe it is her "private" slot, because no other girl is using it, but certainly it's not in a private area. And, in fact, she has just the time to extract the necessary tools (condoms, etc ...) from her bag and a car appears from behind the curve, slowly approaching us. "Shit, the police!", says Carla. Luckily we weren't doing anything yet, so they simply give a look in the car and they pass by.
"Ok, we've been lucky, but here it's too dangerous. Any other option? Have you got a van? Or can we go to a pension, for instance?", I ask her. The conversation (and negotiation) is very difficult again, but I can understand that, if I pay her 100 Euros, we can eventually go to her flat, which is in the 14th district, and stay there for half an hour. I try to reduce the rate to 80, but she is again very strict about the money. So, I only want to be absolutely sure that the stopwatch will start only when we enter her room and not when I restart the engine of my car. On the other hand, she also wants be sure that I will bring her back to her standpoint, which makes me believe that the 14th district is not so close.
Before leaving, she tells me to drive back to her place, because she has to take a long skirt to wear, when entering her building. She makes also a short phone call in romanian and I can just catch some words: "parcare" (parking lot), "drum" (trip). Her "boyfriend"'s car is along the street, she asks me to stop behind him, she takes a small backpack containing some clothes and we can finally leave to her flat.
Even if language is a big barrier between us, we can have some conversation. Carla is 23 y/o, has already two small kids and has been here in Vienna for a couple of years. As I imagined, she is not a natural blonde, because she shows me a picture of her kids on the smartphone and they are definitely dark haired
She doesn't like the austrian techno-folk which is beinh aired on OE3 in this precise moment and, like any romanian girl, she is rather a fan of manele music, a genre which would lead any non-rumanian person to commit suicide within not more than five minutes
Like any girl doing her job, she complains that the business was so good in the past and that it is so bad now. But I certainly don't believe her when she tells me that some evenings she earns only 30 or 50 euros! It's true that her "boyfriend" hasn't got a powerful BMW or Mercedes like other guys waiting for their beauties in the OMV petrol station, but such figures are absolutely unbelievable: for that little money, she should maybe look for a job in a supermarket! In Italy, where the crisis has hit even harder, an independent girl working along the road earns at least 100-150 euro/night during the week and 300-500 euro/night during the week-end, tax free of course! And I've been told that, in the good times, during a friday or saturday night, they could easily collect up to 1.000 euro!
A SMALL AND OLD FLAT
Anyhow, after making a short stop at a Bankomat, we finally reach the street where she lives. We enter a block-building which looks quite old (beginning of the 19th century?) and, after climbing some stairs and walking a long aisle, we are in front of her door. The flat is just a single room, with the kitchenette along one wall, an untidy queen size bed along the other one and a couch underneath the only window. Opposite to the window, there are two doors: one probably hides the bathroom and the other one, which Carla promptly closes, gives access to a small closet where a washing machine and a heap of clothes are visible.
The first thing Carla does is to step on the couch, close the window and pull the thick courtain, so that nobody can watch from outside. Then she takes a small remote that was on the table in the middle of the room and changes the colour of the light from white to red.
COLD FEET
After I leave the green note on the table, she slowly starts to undress. The long gipsy-like skirt is the first piece of cloth to be removed, then it's the turn of her tight jersey and of the even tighter shorts she was wearing. In the meanwhile, I'm also removing my clothes and putting them on the couch. "No, please lay them on the table", asks me Carla, making me realize that we won't have our 20 minutes of fun on the bed but rather on the sofa where I'm now sitting. She explains me that she is host of her "prima" (cousin) and that she is not allowed to use the bed. I can't believe that Carla can sleep on this uncomfortable couch, which is shorter than she is, so perhaps she lives in another place with her "boyfriend" and her cousin lets her use this flat when a customer asks for an alternative to the car.
Carla is now almost naked and I can admire her well-proportioned, toned and smooth body. Maybe only the tits could be either small or falling, because she has kept the bra on, as if she is ashamed of them. On the other hand, her long and thin legs are extremely beautiful and look very sexy, with the light being reflected by her shiny pantyhose. She removes two layers of anklet socks, sadly complaining that it's not so warm anymore outside and that she has cold feet. One after the other, I take them between my hands and I rub them for some seconds, so that they are heated a little bit.
Then also the two layers of pantyhose are removed (but not the panties, for the time being) and we are ready to step onto the coach.
AT LEAST SHE IS PATIENT
I take place on the left hand side and she crouches at my right, showing me her smooth back. After a short HJ, to heat up my Lil Bro, it's time for him to be covered by the condom and to get pleased by Carla's mouth. Her technique is absolutely average (she basically moves her head up and down, no torsions around the penis, no titillation of the glans with the tongue, etc ...), but at least she doesn't look in a hurry, now that she knows that her time is paid for the next 20 minutes. In the meanwhile, I long caress her smooth back, her neck and her nape, which is usually very helpful to make the girl relax and forget that the time is passing by
I also extend my arm to her buttocks, which are as small and toned as they looked at first sight. Since I'm already in the "Netherlands", I insert a couple of fingers under her panties and I stimulate the area close to her anus. After insisting a little bit, she has some shivers, so I remove my hands and restart caressing her back.She alternates BJ and HJ for more than 10 minutes, until I ask her if we can switch to the sexual intercourse. So, she stands up again and she finally removes her panties, showing a compact and perfectly shaved pussy. I mimic some possible positions on the bed ("shall I lay?", "will you lay?"), but she indicates me to also stand up, because we'll fuck doggy style. She bends down, my penis is guided into her pussy, she extends her arms to get some support from the couch, I firmly anchor myself at her waist and we can start our gymnastics. At the beginning, I shake my pelvis very slowly, because the insertion has not been so easy. When I feel that she is more lubricated, I progressively accelerate my rythm.
ENOUGH TIME TO GET BORED
The sight is definitely very good, because her round buttocks and her toned and arched back are just in front of me, but I don't like doggy style so much, because there is no tight body contact with the girl. Generally speaking, I have the feeling that they choose this position when they want to minimize the emotional intercourse with their customer, by preventing any excessive body contact and by not looking him in the eyes during the fuck. In the specific case of Carla, this makes me suspect that her "boyfriend" is her actual boyfriend (or even the father of her kids) and that the customers are allowed to benefit only of a minor part of her physicality.
Anyhow, she is really patient again, to an extent that I'm even getting bored by such a long doggy style sexual intercourse. After not less than 6-7 minutes, she stops me and she proposes me to complete her task with a HJ, which I accept. Surprisingly, she doesn't ask me to sit down again on the couch, but she simply stands aside me, she bends down and she starts to intensively manipulate my penis. Her position doesn't look very stable (and even less comfortable), so I embrace her, so that at least a part of her weight is relieved on me. There is not so much to say about a HJ: the only important detail is that the finish line gets finally crossed, a couple of minutes before the expiration of the time which was reserved to me. Definitely not an experience I'll repeat, because Carla is certainly a beautiful and kind girl, but her rate is quite high and her emotional involvment during the meeting is really limited.
A JEALOUS "BOYFRIEND"
While we get cleaned and we wear our dresses, we have again some conversation. At the end, she tells me that it's not necessary that I bring her back to her standpoint, because somebody will take care of that. Her "boyfriend" must be so jealous (or so eager to grab the green note as soon as possible
) that he is probably waiting for her in the street, to personally accompany her back to duty. In fact, when passing again along the Brunnerstrasse back to my hotel (I must admit I have missed the right way at least a couple of times!), I'll see the cute blonde getting off the bulgarian car and the sign "zimmer frei" immediately reappearing at the entrance of "Pension Carla"
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