Doc here with a real trip in the wayback machine for first time contributor, Chauncey Gardiner. Chauncey will be contributing on a regular basis moving forward, but this freshman submission is a good one. Plus, it's part of the "First Time at an Adult Theater" series...
So here is Chauncey Gardiner and his "First Time" report...
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Hi Doc,
I finally decided to write up something for The Journal. The recent series you have been running on First Times in an Adult Theater, as well as the Blasts from the Past, have gotten me thinking about how I got started in “this thing of ours”. Since I haven’t had much luck lately at my local theater, The Art Cinema in Hartford, CT, I thought this would be a good way to contribute.
I grew up and lived in New York City until my mid twenties, and discovered Times Square and all it had to offer in the 1970’s as a teenager. I started out by going into the peep shows and watching the movies in the booths. Then live peep shows started springing up, where you could watch a nude woman masturbate, &sometimes a live sex show with a man and a woman. Some of these turned into open window peeps,where for a dollar you actually touch what was on the other side. All of this was a teenagers dream.
Around the early 80’s, I started visiting the Adult Theater son a regular basis. At first I would go in looking for single women, but as we know, it’s a rare occurrence. There were dozens of theaters through out the 5 boroughs, and I visited many of them.There were a couple of very seedy theaters in the 14th street area, which, as Screw Magazine described them, “had husky hookers of undetermined gender.” It was in The Variety theater on 3rd Avenue between 13th & 14th street where I encountered my first single woman in this thing of ours. She was a wearing a plaid skirt & white blouse. She sat down, drew a crowd rather quickly, and for the next couple of hours she was mauled by dozens of men. I couldn’t get close, but watched the goings on in rapt attention.
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| Variety Theatre New York, NY c.1991 |
In the early 80’s, I would visit the adult theaters all 4 boroughs (there were none in Staten Island) and had many voyeuristic experiences. I was still somewhat timid at that time,and probably missed out on some interactive playtime because of that. In the mid 80’s, I moved to Hartford, CT, and started visiting the adult theaters in the area. Around that time I bought my first car, which gave me the ability to visit all the theaters in CT, including a couple of drive-in theaters that showed adult movies. (That’s a story for another time). I also started traveling more on my own, and would always try to visit the adult theaters wherever I went.
My first “home run” experience in an adult theater happened in 1987 or 1988 in Daytona Beach, FL. I had traveled to Florida for a business conference, and after it was over, drove from the Miami area to Orlando, deciding to make a side trip and spend the night in Daytona. I checked into my hotel, and then drove around the area. I traveled away from the beach over the inter coastal waterway, and on one of the north-south main streets, I found an adult theater.
I don’t remember the name of the theater (ed. note: It was probably The Capri Theatre at 715 N. Ridgeview Ave.), but it was an older one with a balcony. It was early evening on a Tuesday or Wednesday, so I didn’t hold out much hope for seeing any couples. I went into the darkened theater& waited for my eyes to adjust. I looked around the orchestra and didn’t see anyone sitting there. I walked over to one side of the balcony (it was separated by a wall that housed the projection booth), and saw a middle aged man walking down the stairs. After he passed by, I started up the stairs. On the side closest to the projection booth there were rows with 2 seats, and on the other side of the aisle, the rows had maybe 10 seats. About half way up, I struck gold.
On the side with more seats, there was a couple. The first seat in that row was empty. The lady sat in the second seat, and her gentleman next to her. She was white, petite, and looked to be either in her 30’s or 40’s, with short dark hair. She was wearing a dress that had a tube top—it didn’t have any straps that held it over her shoulders. I excitedly took a seat in the same row, but across from them on the side with the 2 seats. I looked over nervously, hoping not to scare them off. I saw the man lean over and whisper into the woman’s ear. She then looked at me, pulled down the tube top exposing a small set of breasts, and then turned towards her man and started to actively rest her head in his lap. I watched for a few minutes, and then took out my cock and started to stroke. The man reached over and pulled up the woman’s skirt, exposing her ass & pussy.I thought I had died and gone to heaven.
After a few minutes, the woman sits up, looks over at me, and gives me the come over gesture with her finger. I almost fall flat on may face, crossing the aisle to sit next to her. We say hello to each other, and since I still had my cock out, she reached over and started stroking it. I leaned over and played with some nice long nipples attached to some very small breasts. She the leaned over and whispered in my ear, “do you want me to jack you off or do you want to fuck me in the chair.” As she said that, she pointed towards the top of the balcony, where there was a chair with red vinyl cushions and a metal frame.
Still not believing what was happening, I said that I wanted to fuck her in the chair. So she grabbed my hand and led me towards the top of the balcony. She sat down in the chair, hiked up her skirt, and raised up her legs. I moved forward and she guided my cock into her pussy. It was soft and warm, and it felt like I had just put my dick into something that was lined in velvet. I started to pump away, and it didn’t take long before I shot loads of cum into her. We stood up, fixed our clothes, and started down the stairs. It old her I wish I could have lasted longer, and she said that it was OK. She sat down next to her gentleman, and I proceeded down the stairs to go to themen’s room.
I cleaned myself up, and looked around the lobby at the videos for sale, still not believing what had just happened. I went back into the theater and headed back into the balcony. At the top of the stairs, the lady was now being pounded in the chair by a tall & muscular African American man. I sat down and looked up at the action. It wasn’t long before they finished. The man walked down the stairs and out of the theater. The woman sat down next to her gentleman, and then a few minutes later they got up and left. I walked out and watched them walk down the street, hand in hand, the lady with a happy little bounce in her step. I never got her name or saw her again, but I’ll always remember that experience.
Chauncey Gardener
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Doc here again...Thanks again to Chauncey Gardiner and his terrific first report. Look for his second report, a Flash Report on the Art Cinema in Hartford, a little later in the week.
I will have more First Time reports this week, as The Good Doctor catches up. So if you have sent one in, don't worry... It will be up soon.
Thanks,
Doc
