How a day of relaxation turned out to be my personal nightmare at the Rios Spa “Sex Sauna” in London
Warning: this reading is for an adult audience only (in a way!)
Last update: July 2022
Important warning on me and sex:
The incredible package we chose at the Hôtel de Berlin. We spent a full night by ourselves in their spa facilities. Including a sauna, a beach vapor (yes!), A gym and Japanese showers. In a word: great!
If you read messages from fans of Rios Spa (even an ex-employee Lander here!) I was called nun, a sad repressed person, and so on. Well, this story of “sexy” London sauna occurred approximately in 2011 and now I am about to see one of the most sensual and exciting experiences of all time in a hotel in Berlin, how do things change huh?!
Stay listening because if you like the city of Rios Kentish, you might also like this hotel. No balnards there, but for couples, it’s fabulous.
In addition, another article on the best sexual hotels and complete “optional” residents around the world is on the way (and I bet you want to read this!). Bravo from the nun 😀
In addition to 20 years of life abroad, I have seen some interesting things, but the story that I will tell you will beat them all.
Now back to the old story, I will obviously leave it as is! Always funny like hell for me to remember the day I was suddenly “presented” in the lifestyle of the failx 😀
PREMISE: I am the most reserved person you can meet. The only time I dared naked breasts on a beach was at 17 years old. My cousin promised me 100 euros if I was courageous enough to get out of the water with my electronic cup breasts.
It was horrible.
I lasted 15 seconds, ending up running to my towel, hands trying to cover my breasts (in vain). Given the premises, How can I find myself in a nudist-sex-sauna? The short answer is: because I’m totally, totally naive!
About the same thing … but on a beach. And run as the devil was chasing me.
Longer answer: a typical Saturday evening in London. Breed, I decided to join a friend during a Sauna birthday party. The day before, my friend had almost been overturned by a car. The guy stops to make sure she’s going well. After discussing for a few minutes, He asked him to join him during a Sauna party.
Quick advance towards the weekend: I put a bikini and a towel in my bag and I met it at the tube station. Destination: a mysterious spa called “Rios” in the city of Kentish (London). While everyone here seems to know Rios Spa. I was not one of them.
The sauna / spa: Welcome to Rios Kentish Town – London
I was due to it, both like the entrance to Rios and The locker rooms had nothing to suspect. It was a very pleasant and clean place. A fairly large room with a maximum screen that strengthened the semi-finals of Wimbledon, and a dozen “beach beds”, where a few people, wrapped in towels, relaxed while looking at tennis.
And then, we entered the bar: it was as if someone had just pushed me into an ice pool without any warning.
The bartenders were two flashy Topless girls. I quickly discovered that they were naked, but the bar covered this detail. Note: at Rios Spa ex-employee Who commented below saying that they were not completely naked, that’s what I saw. And I do not imagine the “articles” discovered where there is not 🙂 To be clear: I just want people to know exactly what I saw.
Not only were they naked breasts, but but They also looked like porn stars. I was perplexed and I looked at my friend, laughing nervously. She was clearly as surprised as me. Everyone in the room was naked. I started to hyperventile, without knowing what to think. The only clear thought that I had at this stage was: I’m not going to delete my bikini printed by leopards!
You will never see me naked !! (And it will never change)
We did not dare to ask anything from the two guys on this subject. They still behaved normally, as if we were in a bar in the center of London, with fully dressed people and businessmen.
This is one of those moments when you feel that something is wrong, but you stay right there like a broccoli plant.
Samantha would have been delighted. I’m not Samantha 😉
After having sipped a glass of water (no, thank you, I will not drink wine to get drunk here), we entered the spa: 2 Big Jacuzzi, a swimming pool, two saunas and showers. Nothing special was happening. Some bare couples were inside the pool but relaxed and spoke normally.
I started to think that I was perhaps reacting excessively to all nudity. I chose an almost empty jacuzzi trying to forget this madness. No one asked me to withdraw my bikini after all. I felt safe. I only noticed a few sneaky and attractive looks, but I didn’t notice them. I closed my eyes and I let the bubbles do their job.
When I reopened them a few minutes later, I regretted it.
Rios spa: sex, swingers and a naive girl
The couple before me were engaged in a naughty hand game underwater. I could see the fingers of the busy guy. The strange thing (for me, at least) is that they did not even try to cover what they were doing. In the opposite, they seemed to win even more pleasure because everyone could see. Especially me.
She must have seen me look at it, so she smiled in a attractive way which wink more than once biting my lips. I started to become more and more uncomfortable and I tried to turn my attention elsewhere.
Something similar was happening in the swimming pool next to mine, where a 40 -year -old woman passionately kissed her husband? (I was not sure anything at this stage) by touching another guy underwater at the same time.
Ok, I had seen it quite. Now I was sure it was a “special night”. Honestly, I didn’t even know that such things could happen in a spa. But I was in the midst of this “sexual paradise!”
So what should I do now? Do you flee as quickly as possible? Stay? Call mom?! I was really curious, so I decided to stay and how far this thing could go. As long as sexual acts did not involve me.
Yeah, a man at a time, and no one takes me one night. And even less swing. Not for me and not to judge. Just old -fashioned.
Most of the residents of the sauna should assume that being there, we were also part of the game. I did not consider this detail, because I was too busy trying to understand what was going on. Since the woman in front of me was now moaning strong enough, I decided to leave the pool to look for my friend, who had disappeared in the meantime.
I entered the first empty sauna I found, trying to relax, but all I could do was laughing at me for the situation in which I had put myself. I went backwardly returned to the swimming pools when he was already at 8 p.m. Most people have already set up upstairs, where Rios provides “Special massage rooms”, alias “Sex Rooms”.
I did not know how they organized these sexual nights and if they had common, private or both rooms. I did not dare to go upstairs to take a look. And it was quite calm too. I could not hear sounds or groans or anything. The jacuzzi pools were empty, and I got into one, hoping to be left alone.
It didn’t last long. A young couple decided to join me (the other jacuzzi was empty, so I guess they wanted the company). They wore a swimsuit so I thought they were perhaps by accident, just like me.
How naive! After five minutes, I felt a hand touching me in a very inappropriate way. The guy smiled at me by rubbing his hand between my legs. I was on the verge of slapping him, but given the situation, I abstained and I gave him a killer look. I took his hand and gave it where it belonged, because I wanted to specify that I was not part of the game.
He thought I was playing hard to get, in a kind of exciting sex game, and he made another try this time on my breasts. It was enough.
I rushed out of the pool, leaving the glowing couple while making fun of me. I finally found my friend sitting in a sauna chattering with an older man in politics; I grabbed her arm and told him I wanted to leave. NOW.
The point to remember from my (no) sexual adventure at the Rios Spa:
It’s not Rios. It is another place in Italy where I show you what I consider as a relaxing afternoon 🙂
On the way back, thinking of all the things I have seen, naked bodies and people with sex in front of everyone, I started to laugh. I could not believe that a relaxing Saturday afternoon turned into this embarrassing sexual experience. It was funny to realize how naive I was. I felt like an amateur!
Coming from Italy, our culture and our open -mindedness with regard to sexuality are very different and we have a different perspective on things (thanks to the Vatican mainly), so don’t tell me that I am an idiot of not having recognized in which I was going to enter.
In London, you can go by yourself to a sex shop in the center during the day, and no one pays you attention. Try to do this in Italy, and you would be labeled forever like the “neighbor pervert”. This is our culture.
I don’t think I will go to another place again like Rios. I am open enough to be happy that people who want to live such sexual experiences have the right places to go, but I am an old repressed nun (at least I was called certain comments below) and Proud to be as I am. And what path am I exactly? None of your things 😉
Quite said! 🙂 I am not a nun or a slut. We are who we are. And I like to keep my sex life outside this website.
In the end, I was happy to stay and have discovered this “new world”. History has become one of my friend’s favorite travel tales. These perverts! 😉
