The Portland trip was close to a year in the making. I was a regular visitor to Rip City from 2004 to 2011, when my medical advisor position with Spacely Sprockets changed.
Well, Spacely changed ownership, a large medical group from back East brought me on early this year, and Portland was back on my radar. And not a moment too soon.
The above clip from Portlandia says it all. I missed the outstanding food trucks. I missed dodging bicyclists. I missed Voodoo Doughnuts. And I missed the adult theater scene between The Paris and The Oregon Theaters.
There were a number of people from Portland (or close enough to visit PDX) that were insistent on my return: Ms. Hawaiian Eyeful, Gemini, Bambi & Thumper, Shygirl (Ashbaby), and of course my colleague in arms, Brent.
I was able to schedule my visit when a hole in my schedule that allowed me to make the quick 48 hour cross country trip to Portland appeared. With three weeks advance notice, we were able to schedule a meet & greet dinner Friday night with Gemini, Hawaiian Eyeful, their hubbys, Brent, and myself at a great restaurant. Afterwards a field trip two blocks down to The Paris Theatre, and a later meet up with Bambi & Thumper.
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| Portland International Airport |
Touching down at PDX, I was now ready to ease back into the Portland groove and lose myself in the Rose City. And have sexual relations with those women: The legendary ladies of Portland.
I pulled my cherry red Stugotz 200 rental vehicle into the pay lot on SW 3rd, and walked down to the restaurant to meet my co-conspirators. I walked in, and to my left I spotted (left to right) Hawaiian Eyeful, her hubby, and to the right, Gemini and her hubby. It was like meeting old friends who I had not seen in awhile.
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| 2015 Stugotz 200 |
The lovely Gemini was wearing a green and grey camo blouse, that was unbuttoned dangerously low to fully display an amazing pair of breasts that I needed to get to know on a more intimate basis. And her eyes were full of mischief and lust, even over appetizers and cocktails.
A few minutes after my arrival, Brent came in looking robust and relaxed... I speak with Brent at least once a week, but it was certainly great seeing him again after being kept away from Portland by the medical industrial complex.
Ms. Eyeful's hubby (good to see you back and better than ever sir) and Gemini's hubby J were true gentlemen. Even though this was our first meeting, we were talking shop (as in porn theater and sexcapade talk) like long time friends. These two guys were two of the luckiest you will meet, with hotwives like their's.
Dinner wrapped up, and Hawaiian Eyeful and hubby decided to scoot down first to The Paris Theatre to check things out. Gemini had made no commitment to go to the theater, but after a conversation with J, we all decided to stroll down to the Paris to see what our friend HE was up to. Well upon our entering the theater, we found out what she was up to: fucking the brains out of a member of the rogues gallery, while getting throat fucked by a second member. Experts in this scene would later refer to this as a "fast start". The Arena Table at The Paris Theater in an oblong table probably 12 feet in length and 4 feet across, and perched in front of the stage area of the theater. Gemini and J were already sitting on the lip of the stage, watching the carnal action play out in front of them, when I hopped up and sat next to Gemini. I was stroking her back as she was watching lustfully as HE was getting the business. She was multi-tasking like a champ... a cock in her sexy mouth, another buried inside her smooth tight pussy, and another in her hand. It was like watching someone pat their head and rub their tummy at the same time.
Except with a trio of penises.
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| Hawaiian Eyeful |
Hawaiian Eyeful stated she needed a break, and myself along with the gentlemen in the gallery pulled back respectfully. As this south Pacific beauty was trying to cool off, Gemini decided she had had enough of the watching and wanted more of the doing.
Hopping off the perch, Gemini went over to HE and asked permission to touch. And touch she did, but not before giving a Heisman Trophy-like stiff arm to an out of town visitor to The Paris, Chocolate Man from Philly. Gemini wanted her time with HE with no help...At least for the time being.
The rest is kind of a blur, but from what I can remember, at one point Gemini and I were each latched onto one of HE's amazing breasts at the same. Gemini then moved down, kissing HE's tight tummy. I was still by HE's head, probably talking dirty. It was then that Gemini looked up at me, and she wasn't taking no for an answer.
Editor's note: The next series of events could have been catastrophic to both my clothes and my physical well-being, but thanks to lady luck, no garments were harmed in this production.
Gemini was near the foot of the Arena Table, and I was still near the head, when she grabbed me by the hand and pulled me towards her end. There was one problem however: my pants were wrapped around my ankles.
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| Gemini |
As Gemini pulled me along, I had to resort to some sort of perverted "bunny hop", since I could not move my legs. I am sure the sight of me, aroused, hopping, was something most wish they could of unseen.
Reaching the foot of the table, Gemini's lust amplifier went from 10 to 11. She was trying valiantly to remove one of my shoes, and it was not going well. I tried to help, and eventually it came off. Gemini promptly took my left shoe (of the most expensive shoes I own), and threw it over her shoulder in a no-look fashion. She then somehow removed my leg from my pants and my boxer briefs in one motion, street magician-style. Gemini moved up to me, and we kissed. There was nothing gentle about this... It was animal lust.
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| The Girls of The Paris: (L to R) Bambi, Hawaiian Eyeful, & Gemini |
Hawaiian Eyeful was still on the table, and was now pressed up against my back. I turned my head to the right, to be met with her lips. We kissed deep...and intensely. As we separated our lips, I whispered to her "grab my cock & jerk me off into Gemini's mouth."
Without hesitation, HE's hand was wrapped around my hard cock, feeding it to Gemini, as she looked directly into our eyes. I was on sensory overload, as the sight of Gemini swallowing my cock, Hawaiian Eyeful's hand stroking me, and the sensation of HE's magnificent breasts pressing against my back was driving me to red-line.
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| The Girls of The Paris: (L to R) Bambi, Hawaiian Eyeful, and Gemini |
Within less than two minutes of this, I was shooting a huge load of cum into Gemini's mouth and down her throat, with her not hesitating or missing a drop. She moved back up to me, and we kissed... Her eyes even more lustful than before. As it seems, Gemini wanted and needed more.
Looking like a carjack victim at this point, one pant leg intact, the other bare, missing my Steve Madden wing tip, I tried to pull it together. A benevolent soul found my errant shoe (thank you sir), and I was now back in the walking business. I dragged my Sicilian ass back to our perch, just in time to see Gemini grab a friend of her's, Bob, a silver-haired Superman of stamina, who drilled Gemini on the Arena Table while Hawaiian Eyeful was holding court at her end.
After taking a short break in the lobby, I spoke to Brent who mentioned that Bambi & Thumper had arrived and were in the Couple's Oasis. I hopped back into the theater, and poked my head around the corner of the entrance and introduced myself to Bambi & Thumper. Bambi's pics do not do her justice, as she is a stunning woman with a killer, head-turning body. We would later make plans for Saturday afternoon and evening, and what a day that would turn out to be.
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| The Girls of The Paris: (L to R) Bambi, Hawaiian Eyeful, & Gemini |
When Gemini came back out, put together, and looking great, I was able to talk her, Hawaiian Eyeful, and Bambi into taking a few (g-rated) pics in the lobby of The Paris, which are posted above.
We talked for a bit as we walked to vehicles; Gemini and J heading home for the night, as were Hawaiian Eyeful and hubby. We hugged and said good-byes (for now), with a promise to pick up right where we left off upon my return. It was an amazing start to the weekend, and the night was just a few hours old.
Brent and I jumped into the Stugotz 200 (much like The Green Hornet and Kato) and headed to The Oregon Theater to meet Jessica and continue this crazy evening.
Walking in, we were met by the amazing Jessica. She has single-handedly added adrenaline to the scene at The Oregon Theater, and with it an increased couples and single traffic to this grand old movie palace. Jessica is awesome... And I will talk more about her in Part 2 of this report.
The Oregon was quieter than The Paris when Brent and I got there, save for a single curvy brunette that was laying on one of the OT's many couches, having her way with the boys. I confirmed with Jessica my photo shoot at The Oregon to take place before opening on Saturday morning, and those images will make their debut shortly at The Journal (and in Part 2).
I looked down at my smartphone, the Intergalatic S9000, and saw I got a message from Shygirl (Ashbaby), stating that her trip to The Paris for Friday night was going to have to wait until Saturday night. She was excited to meet me (and I was excited to meet her as well), but our rendezvous would have to wait another 24 hours. I adjusted my dance card, and continued on...
Brent and I hopped back in the Stugotz 200 after saying our good-byes to Jessica, and headed back to The Paris. And at The Paris, nothing happened for the next 2 hours, aside from the growing line at Voodoo Doughnuts to the right of the theater. It was time for The Good Doctor to hang up his stethoscope for the night, and get ready for the shoot at The Oregon at 11am.
As a laid down in my suite at the hotel, and reflected on the evening that was, it was one of the most memorable for me recently. And within the night, possibly the hottest scene I have been involved in within an adult theater in almost 30 years in this thing of ours: Gemini and Hawaiian Eyeful sandwiching me on the Arena Table at The Paris Theater.
Yes Portlandia, I have missed you.
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In Part 2, The Good Doctor returns to the Oregon Theater & Jessica for a very cool photo shoot; Doc joins Bambi & Thumper for a fun afternoon of G-rated fun; a return to The Oregon where later in the evening he joined Bambi & Thumper for XXX-rated fun; Doc meets another legendary lady of Portland's adult theater scene, Ms. Fullswing; and finishes the night at The Paris where things really got crazy with Shygirl (Ashbaby), L (The Girl with No Name), L's friend C, and Brent, and an opportunity to meet the incredible Koral and her hubby S by complete coincidence at The Paris.
Thanks,
Doc
