Visit to PHG on Monday 9 March 2009

Their website is www.planet-happy-garden.info

I also went a couple of months back at the start of the new year so I’ll combine two trips into one report.

On both days I arrived around lunchtime and things were pretty slow, but activity picked up as both days wore on. The thing that struck me the most about last Monday was the large number of Romanian girls – normally I avoid them but I still had a very good time, as I will explain.

I’ve forgotten most of the details about January’s trip, but I certainly have not forgotten Kim, and fortunately she was present on Monday. In fact, she told me that she has just arrived back from Lithuania for another stint of a few weeks, so she’ll be there now in case anyone wants to pay a visit.

Let me make one thing clear – Kim is not that good looking, but I think most experienced mongerers would agree that service is more important than looks. This can also be mitigated if you go for doubles and select a young pretty thing with nice boobs to wobble in your face whilst the other girl gives you a blowjob.

Kim’s description: – she’s quite tall, well built, big, wears glasses and has red hair. She has a fantastic memory, is quite witty, has a strong personality, fucks like a nympho and has the ability to suck you incredibly well for long stretches of time and then make it look as if you have done her a favour. This is not just my opinion but was also verified by Willem of the Ice Bear forum, who I briefly bumped into as I left on Monday night. Boy, these Dutch (Belgian…? can’t tell the difference) guys are so well informed – it takes all the guesswork out of service-provider selection.

Now that I write this, I can remember what happened back in January. I had just had a couple of forgettable sessions and therefore I approached Kim as I had vague recollections of her from a few months earlier as being a fantastic provider, in spite of her looks. She immediately remembered my name (which was impressive) and questioned why I didn’t want a double. So she organised another (highly sort-after) girl on the proviso that I wait for ½ hour – so I spent this time talking to her, getting to know her and actually deciding that I had been totally shallow and unfair in my previous assessment of her.

The session was fantastic, and so on Monday I was looking out for her as I arrived. I lined up one of the Romanians as her partner for a threesome. She is Leila, is quite short, has big boobs and is about 22. I had previously had her last summer, so I sort of knew what to expect. Or perhaps I should say that she knew what to expect from me as I recalled playfully spanking her last summer over some minor misdemeanour and I was just waiting for her to do the same this time (which she didn’t. I don’t know whether that’s a good or bad thing).

Regular readers of my posts (and I hope there’s at least a few of you) may recall my report dated 10-01-08 on this thread where I sang the praises of another Leila (forgive the spelling, it’s the pronunciation that counts). These two Leilas are not to be confused as the other one is a true star.

Anyway, in my pre-trip planning I resolved to concentrate on quality (not quantity) and relationship building (not “I’m gonna shag everyone in sight”). So the day started according to plan: Kim and Leila upon arrival for one hour, Kim and Leila mid afternoon (again one hour and another €150) and then….…….well, basic biology kicked in and I decided that absolutely fantastic sex with a perfectly matched pair of nymphs was boring and maybe, just maybe, the grass was greener on the other side of the fence. At this stage my intention was to stray just for one, measly ½ hour session. I walked through the bar and rediscovered Maxine.

The memories came flooding back. Actually they trickled back: I could vaguely remember that Maxine was a girl you repeat with, but I couldn’t remember why. Let me explain: Back in January, I was just about to leave the club. I’d had more than my share for the day. Then (and I’m sure it’s happened to everyone here) I saw a vision of beauty, who was not actually quite my type, but who nonetheless I instantly found utterly captivating.

This is what I love about fkks: You know that you don’t have another shag in you, you spot a new girl, a totally new girl across the room, you can’t take your eyes off her, then she notices you, so you look away, then you look back, and then she looks back, and then you know, you have to have her. Fkks allow us blokes to live little adventures in short periods of time, which in reality play themselves out over days or weeks (or more likely weeks or months).

So, I sit down and start talking. This was another thing. She listened intently to my mutterings and was mildly amused without contributing a thing. I concluded by telling her to get a key. In my younger days I would never have been so in control of a situation.

Now I’ll describe the sex: She was bored and fairly unresponsive until she gave me a blowjob. Then I remembered why she was worth remembering. She gives a good blowjob. You can say a lot worse about a girl than that – a lot worse. Girls can get away with a lot in life if they can give a good blowjob, and dare I say it, I would recommend Maxine, but for no other reason.

I fucked her a bit, but she said my cock was too big for her and she went back to sucking. I didn’t complain.

Towards the end of the day I tried finding Kim and Leila, but frustratingly, I couldn’t get them both together at the same time so I picked Marie. A fat bloke of indeterminate nationality, who is a complete basketcase, recommended her to me. I think he recommended her on the basis that you could have sex with her and that was it. Marie is Romanian, claimed to be 28 and used all the usual Romanian tricks of charming you into bed and then offering sub-standard service. I don’t mean this in nasty way, I’m just stating the facts. I finally came about 40 minutes into our 1 hour session and then she got up to leave. Not what I would expect in these recessionary days. Avoid Marie unless you can see something that I can’t.

In conclusion, both trips were good and don’t assume that because no one has posted anything here that nothing is happening at PHG. I think that this week/month there are too many Romanians at the club, so that counts against it in my (admittedly prejudiced) book. Total spend on Monday was €475 including entrance. With the current poor exchange rate with the £ Sterling this was more painful than normal, but overall it still represents excellent value for money.

Kingwenslas