It’s August again. I’ve been blissfully on vacation for a couple of weeks, and Austria’s Trombodromi region has been in turmoil since last July due to new regulations affecting the prostitution industry. In fact, the new laws mainly focus on adjusting the fiscal aspect, making the tax system for young sex workers stricter. As a result, chaos has erupted even in the Carinthian establishments, particularly at Andiamo in Villach, which, after the recent opening of Wellcum, now has to face this additional blow at a very delicate moment. Meanwhile, in Slovenia, a new SaunaClub has opened in Nova Gorica, and many of the Andiamine girls have quickly moved there to escape the fiscal storm hitting Carinthia and the surrounding areas. The consequences seem disastrous, and rumors suggest that Andiamo is now on the brink of collapse. Some say there are no more noteworthy girls, and many customers have flocked to Wellcum, which, despite everything, seems to have weathered the storm, with a strong focus on its new outdoor area and a handful of new girls who have just arrived.
Last week, I already went with Aleandro to Marina for a brief inspection, and I thought it was a really nice place. However, it had only been open for a week, so there were some organizational shortcomings. Also, there were only a few girls, and almost all of them were from Andiamo, as expected. So, I decided to check the situation in person, and making use of the remaining days of my vacation, I organized a mini tour of four days that would take me to four different establishments: Casa Carintia, Andiamo, and Wellcum in Austria, and finally Marina in Nova Gorica, of course, in Slovenia. Unfortunately, due to a last-minute issue, I had to delay my departure by one day, but in the end, I managed to stick to the plan and visit all four Trombodromi as planned.
Departure Wednesday, August twenty, return scheduled for the twenty-third morning, more or less at dawn….
Day 1: Casa Carinthia
I arrive in Villach late in the afternoon on Wednesday. I had booked a single-use double room for less than fifty euros a night, at a hotel located on the main street coming from Tarvisio. The hotel is perfect for this type of stay—it’s big, has a convenient private underground parking, and they don’t even ask for an ID. When you arrive, you pay right away, and in five minutes, you’re in your room. When it’s time to leave, you just leave the key at the counter and go. Moreover, it’s located right on the road that leads from the Italian border past the junction for Wellcum in Hohenthurn, and through Villach, it connects to the road that directly leads to Feldkirchen in Kärnten. I couldn’t have asked for a better spot.
With all the time in the world, since I’m on vacation and the summer lakeside scenery is so pleasant, I arrive at Casa Carintia around six o’clock. I plan to spend a peaceful evening among the lovely “ciCCine,” enjoying a kind of appetizer in anticipation of the main course I’ll savor the following day in Villach.
I hand over the 130 euros at the counter, and as usual, I’m given two half-hour tokens, a bathrobe, and the key. The very kind receptionist wishes me a pleasant stay, and I head into the changing room. Slippers on, undressing, a quick shower, and then I head to the bar, where I find about ten girls at the moment, as always huddled on the sofas or sitting at the bar. I immediately spot dear Susan, looking hotter than ever but engaged in an intense conversation with a colleague, and I also notice a couple of new young ladies who seem promising. I order a beer and retreat to the lap dance area, waiting for a little show.
Only five minutes pass, the music changes, the volume goes up, the lights dim, and the horde of ciCCine bursts into the room cheerfully. The first to arrive is none other than Susan. Our eyes meet, she recognizes me, and I invite her to sit next to me. We chat a bit while her “not-so-young” colleague, a big-boned woman, performs a ruthless twerking routine, clinging to the pole. She’s a nice person, but she’s definitely not my type. Too much for my taste.
When her colleague is about to end her seismic show, Susan excuses herself, telling me that it’s her turn now, then she gets up and flies up the pole, showing off that agile little body and that golden ass of hers. The men in the room are excited, and I think someone is drooling on the floor at the sight of such hotness. But in the midst of all this chaos, in addition to the beautiful Turkish girl clinging to the pole, my attention is drawn to a fiery girl with short dark hair in a jaunty cut, who doesn’t stop for a moment and incites the beautiful Susan relentlessly. I don’t know her, but she seems interesting…
The music changes again, the wild horde retreats, some go up the stairs with the customers and the others go back to the bar. Susan also comes to get her purse and all smiles, but clearly out of breath after the evolutions on the pole, she takes her leave and disappears towards the girls’ changing room.
I go back to the counter, get another beer, sit on my favorite chair in the hallway in front of the bar and see the brunette from before who continues to happily mess around with her colleagues, so as soon as she turns towards me I call her and introduce herself. She calls herself Crystal, speaks almost perfect Italian and says she is Romanian but of Italian origins, and looking at her she could be. But in the end “who cares”, I think. I find her pleasant with that perky hair, she has a nice soft and round ass. She is certainly not an absolute beauty, but she is 1.60 meters of beautiful proportions with a nice little face, on which are set two sly eyes and an inviting cocksucker’s mouth. The only flaw is her breasts, small and not very toned (a detail that I will only discover in the room, since today is lingerie day and she is wearing a bra). In any case, overall she is a very nice girl, and after we smoke a cigarette together I take her to the room.
The next two hours fly by in a mix of “Advanced notions of KamaSutra” and “How beautiful is eating pussy”, all interspersed with pleasant and witty exchanges of jokes, with the excellent soundtrack coming from her smartphone in the background. In summary, and without wanting to go into pornographic details, I can say that Crystal is a very intelligent, affable, agile, and slutty girl to the highest levels, not for nothing did she deserve two hours of my time, making me forget that I had gone there almost exclusively to entertain myself with Susan, which is no small thing.
When we get back downstairs I give her the tokens and a dime, then I recover for a moment with another beer at the bar and relax again on the sofas in the lap room. Shortly after, Crystal arrives, all cuddly and cheerful, and tells me that Susan was looking at her a little askance because she thought I was going to take her to the room. And those were my initial intentions, I adore that girl; but I really like these little “envies” between colleagues (they are funny when they feel snubbed in favor of another, especially if it is a “regular” customer who does it). Then, since we had talked in the room about how agile she was, she promised me a little show, and after a while she went to put on her song and attached herself to the lap pole, where she showed that she can be extremely sensual even in that moment, so much so that some young Germans present in the room were literally howling during her performance. And I was almost tempted to take her back to the room…
As soon as she got off the stage she came back to me but in the meantime the room filled up again and this time Isabel and her brunette friend performed, followed by that hottie Luana. And once again that rowdy Crystal had a blast cheering on her colleagues. We had fun commenting on a couple of slightly tipsy Austrian customers, and she kept me company for over an hour, but then she had to leave me because she had already told me that around midnight one of her regular customers would arrive with a gift (and I will never tell you what it is, but I know he is not the first, and I firmly believe that some people are crazy or have not understood that these young ladies, however pleasant, sweet, good and humanly adorable, are still sex professionals. In any case, everyone does what they think is right, it is not up to me to judge the follies of others). But before Crystal goes to receive her admirer, I shamelessly tell her that I feel like taking another tour of the room and ask her for advice on which of her colleagues could give me a worthy goodnight.
She immediately recommends her friend Angel, with whom she often “couples” as she is openly bisexual, so she goes to look for her over there, but she has just come up with someone else, so no way. The second choice in her opinion could be Isabel, but having seen Luana on the pole a little while before (even though in reality, I have always found her a bit annoying) I have her take me to the lounge. Crystal runs back to the bar and comes back with the statuesque brunette with the perfect body.
So I say goodbye to the crazy pepper, who runs to her appointment, and I stay alone in the little room with Luana, who continues to get on my nerves, but is still a great girl. I discover that she is also very Italianized and that when she is not working she lives in our peninsula. In any case I am not too interested in talking to her, so without further ado we go straight upstairs.
I immediately make it clear that I want to go to bed relaxed, but that her friend has tired me out and that the beers I’ve been drinking are starting to make themselves felt. However, she doesn’t let herself be intimidated and indulges in an expert blowjob that soon bears fruit, she slaps her pussy a little in my face while continuing to suck calmly, and then she rapes me gently, gracefully hopping on the Regal Augello. I’m ecstatic about her perfect shapes, but after a couple of artistic poses the beers make themselves felt, so I interrupt the sheep, throw away the condom, and make her start sucking again. In the end I see the stars while in the grip of a mystical delirium I shoot the last cartridge of the evening into her warm mouth, and then I die happy. And the image of her face with that drop on her lips is firmly planted in my head. If she were at least half as nice as she is hot, she would be on the podium of my Top Ten. But despite everything, she continues to get on my nerves…
Once the games are over and the bills are paid, I head back to the bar for a coffee. Finally, satisfied and tired, I decide it’s time to leave. I say goodbye to Luana—Crystal isn’t around—and Susan is there, but there’s no point in being unkind. I say farewell to the room, and to the reception as well.
Outside, it’s raining—or rather, pouring—but within half an hour, I’m back in Villach. I think to myself that the next day I won’t be heading home just yet, but to Andiamo instead. And with that thought, along with the memory of the carefree evening I’ve just had, I sink into the pillow and drift into a deep sleep… until the following morning.
