Doc here, a man who some say owes this incredible lady a drink, with an outstanding Couple's Flash Report from the Paris Theatre in downtown Portland.
Our reporter, the vivacious and lovely Gemini, is a very good friend of The Good Doctor. She is the total package folks: A smart, funny, sinful, and insatiable woman who loves this thing of ours. My first encounter (of hopefully many) with Gemini at The Paris back in July was nothing short of mind blowing. It was so intense, I almost lost one of my fancy wingtips in the frenzy.
As Summer drew to a close this past week, Gemini chose to celebrate it at The Paris with several very lucky men. With her awesome hubby Jordan looking on (Hi Jordan!), Gemini held court at this historic theatre. And by hold court, I mean fucked 4 gentlemen senseless.
Gemini-style.
Take it away, good looking!
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Doc,
It was the last Sunday of the summer, and I was in the mood
for a little theater fun. I sent out a
feeler on Brent’s to see if anyone would be inclined to play indoors on this
beautiful warm day.
Preparing for the
theater is almost a ritual now. The
music, the long shower, the clothing selection, and the dabs of my favorite
perfume – all of this stimulates my senses as I wonder what is to come. |
| The Real Gemini |
We arrive at the Paris and I see someone I want to spend a few minutes with, so I ask the clerk to hold off on flying a flag. He obliges and I show him my, um, appreciation.
There are only a couple guys in the place and it is easy to take my man of interest to a quiet place. I sit as he stands before me. Without a word we look at each other as he undoes his belt buckle and jeans and I unbutton my blouse. We’ve done this before. We know what we like. His cock is released and I take a moment to gaze at it. It’s near perfection. And I know in a moment I will run my tongue along the tip and it will be like running my tongue along a sweet slice of pear. Delicious and firm.
I lick my lips and begin – trying to lube his cock with my saliva. He asks if he can come in my mouth and I answer “yes”. My mouth wraps around his head as I do my best to get it as deep as possible. But it is no use - he is so thick. I continue to lick as he unwraps a condom. As he slides it on, I get on my hands and knees as he likes me. He enters me slowly from behind as my body welcomes him in. There is nothing like the first penetration. We synchronize our movements – slow and rhythmic – keeping time to an unheard song. The pace and intensity builds as he grabs the back of my hair and pulls my head back. “Use me,” I whisper. I hear him moan as he releases inside of me.
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| The Real Gemini |
I make my way to the lobby and freshen up completely before going into the theater. A “Gemini Flag” gets flown as I grab a couple towels. There are still only a couple guys inside, mostly into each other, so I go into the Oasis with Jordan and Brent to wait. I don’t even have time to sit down and B walks in. Oh my gosh, I am so glad to see him! It’s been a while and I LOVE the way he feels inside me. He is the sweetest man ever, and I can almost see him blushing in the dim lights as I greet him with a tight hug and a kiss on the neck.
I know he is shy and needs a minute, so I let him go sit down. Jordan and Brent decide to go sit in the front row of the theater and catch up. As B sits alone at the front of the Oasis rail, I lean over to talk to him. He immediately stands and I unbutton my blouse for him. I can hear his breath coming faster as the adrenaline starts to hit, and I invite him into the Oasis.
We kiss, hug, and run our hands over each other. I undo his pants and grab a pillow for my
knees. Pants around his ankles, I begin
to worship this enormous member of his.
But not wanting him to fall over, I have him sit on the towel I laid out
for him. He then asks what he can do for
me. “Oh, B, I can’t wait to have you
inside of me,” I say. He jackets up, and
I climb up to straddle him. Just before
he penetrates me, he says, “You know I would really love to taste you before we
do this.” “Oh gosh, it’s right there! But of course I will give you what you want,” I
reply.
We switch places and he delicately licks between my thighs. He continues working me up more and more, and when he is ready, he climbs on top of me. Now I’ve got my right leg straight up against the wall and the other heel on the ground as he fills every millimeter of me. With every stroke, I moan with pleasure. I’m not sure how he did this, but while continuing to pump me, he sat up enough to reach down and rub my clit. Of course, he could not keep this position too long, so I replaced his hand and stimulated myself as he continued on. The feeling was so powerful that I was overcome with a seismic orgasm which rocked me to the core. I let out a scream that filled the theater. A second wave came in soon after with the same effect. Unfortunately, the crowd started to gather at the rail and B’s shyness overtook him so we had to stop. I was obviously satisfied, but poor B was left without a happy ending. (I am so sorry! I’ll see if that quiet place is available next time, ok?)
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| The Real Gemini |
By now the flag was taking effect and men were coming into the theater. I headed down to join Jordan and Brent at the Arena Table. It was a little strange for me, though. Many of the men were coming in and stripping down presuming I was going to play with them. This had never happened to me before. Anyone who knows me, knows that I typically play with one or two men I know, and one or two new men. It wasn’t until late that evening when I read Brent’s posting: “Gemini is at the Paris and she needs your dick!” LOL!!! That explains a LOT. So right now I would like to apologize to anyone who came down thinking I was taking on all comers and were left unsatisfied. I didn’t understand what was happening, and I wasn’t trying to be a snob!!
I sat between Jordan and Brent as I tried to get my
bearings. Finally, I climbed up on the
Arena Table and the Mechanic was there in a flash. I didn’t recognize anyone else, and he never
fails to please, so we began what would turn out to be a marathon fuck
session. A bearded man moved to the
seats nearby to get a better view.
I
began by sitting on the edge facing the big screen with my legs spread out like
the splits. He stood between my straddle
while I bent over to suck his cock. I
know he likes that, but he enjoys fucking more, so we moved to the long end of
the table. He chose to begin with me missionary style at the edge. The
one thing I’ll say about the mechanic – he is like the Energizer Bunny…well
maybe even a jack rabbit. He will pound
you until you beg for mercy.
I turned my
head to the side to see the bearded man stroking a delicious looking cock. I invited him over so I could suck it and
wouldn’t you know…it is barely in reach of my tongue. Tease me!
I strain to lick him and pull him over me with his head pointed towards
my feet. I can’t suck him from this
angle, BUT I can lick his entire cock including his balls. I can hear him gasping as I swallow up his
balls and run my tongue around them. He
is hard as a rock and I wonder if he is going to cum right then and there. (Which, by the way, I would take as a
compliment.) He doesn’t though, and as
the Mechanic takes a break I invite him to take his place.
He suits up and enters my wetness in a
heartbeat. I can already tell this is
another nice fit and I am four for four today.
I love the way he looks in my eyes as he pumps in and out of me. He feels absolutely incredible and I squeeze
my eyes shut to relish in the moment.
Looking back at his face, I can tell he’s holding back. “I need to cum,” he confesses. “Cum for me then,” I say. “You don’t mind?” “Not at all….please cum for me!” As he pumps faster, the climax comes and he
orgasms inside of me. So intense!
I take a moment to regroup and rehydrate. Standing by the fan, my skirt flies around
and I try to maintain my balance on the steps.After a short time, the Mechanic resumes his spot but decides to have me face down. In my heels, the Arena Table is the perfect height to bend over on it. And the Mechanic is the perfect height to enter me. He is a gentleman, but there is nothing shy or timid about him and he lets me have it porn star style. Plowing into me, his cock buries further than my body will allow. Harder and harder. Faster and faster. I almost ask him not to go so deep, but at the same time the orgasms come one after another. I gush and I cum. I gush and cum some more, panting and screaming all the while. This is so extreme; I don’t know how much I can take. With my skirt pulled up, he begins to spank my ass. Not too hard, but enough to find it wildly erotic. He fucks me for an eternity until I’ve lost count of my orgasms. Or was it just one big long one?? Finally, he pumps me with a frantic frenzy and I can hear him moan as he cums with large deep thrusts.
I am now sweating, exhausted and dizzy as I fall to a crouch at the end of the table. I’m sure I have hyperventilated and try not to pass out. Luckily I don’t, but it takes me a few minutes to recover this time. Once I can stand, I cool off in front of the fan again.
Jordan and I head to the lobby and someone asks for some playtime. I have to refuse, as I have been worked over like a community garden in the spring. The Paris did not fail me on this last summer weekend, and I am looking forward to my first visit of the Fall.
Anticipating,
~Gemini
“So slide over here
And give me a moment
Your moves are so raw
I’ve got to let you
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Doc here again... Wow! I can't thank Gemini enough for the incredible report. Keep them coming... And yes, I owe you that drink! ;o)
Thanks,
Doc