Sauna in Arequipa, Peru

Posted on 02. Mar, 2009 by Colin in peru

I got really drunk Friday night and woke up horribly hung over. My penis was so hard it hurt. I loaded up internet porn to reliev it. After editing the previous post, Pooping and Machu Picchu, I needed porn again. I made the rounds through black, asian, latina, but I didn’t want to masturbate. I needed sex.

Around 1 pm I went to a sauna in the Jose Luis Bustamante area. You pay 10 soles to enter ($3 USD). They offered sandals but I was already wearing mine. In a locker room and stripped down to my swimming trunks and sandals. Then I entered the bathhouse of tiled, white floors with tables and benches. Four showers, a steam room (camara de vapor), sauna (camara seca), and TV room showing soccer. They sell beer, water, juice, and soda. And there are putas in bikinis selling massages. I ordered a beer and alternated between the steam room, sauna, and showers.

There was only one puta working. She was hot enough. Brown and thick. Seemingly bored. A few other guys were lounging around, uninterested. I drank beer for an hour just to see if any other girls were working. She was the only one. She asked me if I wanted a massage. I did. She led me to a staircase, then a small room and closed the door. The room had a shelf with a bottle of lotion and a tall, padded bench. I paid her 60 soles ($18.63). She asked me if I knew what a massage was. I told her I did as I dropped my shorts. She asked if I like Latinas. I do.

I finished, went back to the bathhouse area, and ordered another beer. I wanted to hang out in the sauna and steam room and drink some more. That’s when I saw a different puta. Really cute. Fair complexion, cute face, dark hair. Really young. She was wearing a Brazilian-style thong to show off her shapely butt cheeks. I went into the sauna. She left the guy she was talking to and bee-lined to the sauna. She sat across from me in the dry heat. We were alone.

She had an embarrassed smile while we talked. I’m 29. She’s 20. Her name’s Fiorella. She asked if I exercise while touching the lower cleavage between her breasts while looking at me. The tension was exciting.

She said she saw me come back from the massage room with the other girl. It’s true. But I might want another massage. In fact, I was already sold. I just needed time for the juices to start flowing again. Another guy came in. Then the the first puta came in and sat next to me. Then another guy came in. It was a crowd. I was drunk again and started clowning, telling jokes and such. Fiorella laughed loudest. I left for another beer. When I came back to the bathhouse area, I felt a pinch on my butt. I turned around to see this young puta, Fiorella, giggling.

WWE wrestling was on in the TV room. I watched a match in which some guy I didn’t know beat another guy I didn’t know, to the crowd’s dismay. I kept drinking. I started talking to the other guys in the place, which is maybe taboo (talking to other guys in a brothel). But I was funny so they humored me. In the steam room, they place pounds of leaves over the steamer to create aromatherapy.

I looked for my young honey. Because there were so many guys at that hour (4 – 5 pm), she was busy. I watched her come back with an old, gross guy. We made eye contact and she winked. But she had somebody else in line. She went back to that same room with the next paying customer. She was busy from the moment she pinched my butt until now. I waited for an hour drinking and drinking. It was finally my turn.

She sat next to me and asked if I wanted a massage. I did but I can wait until she is ready. I offered her some beer. She drank a short glass and said she’s ready. We went to the same room I was in just a couple hours ago.

I paid her and said I don’t know if I’m ready to have sex. I just wanted to be with her in here. I told her I wanted to hang out outside of this place – if she wanted. I told her I live in Cayma. She said that sounds cool. How can she get a hold of me? My phone got cut off. Can I call her? She said she doesn’t have a phone. Well I guess we won’t be hanging out. With her eyes down there, she said she wants to see it. I dropped my shorts and reiterated that we don’t have to have sex if she doesn’t want to. She grabbed it underhand with a facial expression of a kid with a new toy. It got hard.

We started doing it. She was so adorable sucking her thumb during doggystyle. I didn’t finish by the time there was a knock on the door. I got dressed and left.

My drunken judgement was acting on my plans from before going to the sauna. I called Rosa. She sent me an email earlier that week (I ran into her a few times in the last weeks and told her I was moving to Colombia) saying she wants to ‘talk’ before I leave.  She agreed for a date around 10 pm. Still drunk, I sprinted through a shower and downtown to meet Rosa.

Rosa wanted more than talk. We went to Istanbul for a drink. I drank juice and she drank whiskey. I was almost nodding off at the table because of how drunk I got at the sauna. I told her I was tired from working so hard. She believed me. She asked how long it had been since I’d been with somebody. Three hours? I told her a month. I told her about the chibola. She said she hadn’t been with anybody since January. I told her I bought a DVD, The Wrestler starring Mickey Rourke and Marisa Tomei. Would she like to watch it at my apartment? She would.

We made it a few minutes into the film before making out and petting. We did it. I couldn’t do it very good. I told her I was really tired from working all day. She believed me. We slept until she went home around 2 am. We met for ceviche the next day. Afterwords we did it again – better.

It didn’t hurt anymore.

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