Senior Journal scribe Ray is back, and he is still in the Pacific Northwest. His next port of call has been Secrets in Des Moines, WA, and his report is a two-fer over this past weekend.
Ray, take it away, sir!
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Doc,
I just finished reading K&K's report from their latest trip to the 15th Ave Theater, and it "raised" a couple of things for me. Besides the obvious, it brought up a memory of some behavior that I witnessed just last night at Secrets in Des Moines, Washington. I am continuing my tour of the great Northwest and after a stellar weekend in this thing of our last week, I have been lucky enough to spend a little time exploring Secrets. I am happy to report that I enjoyed two good nights there.
Before I get to the details, let me give some kudos to the staff at Secrets. When I make these trips, I almost feel like a secret shopper. I know that I am probably going to be reporting on what I see there - whether it is good or bad. I don't tell anyone that, of course. I just keep my eyes open. Here's what I saw at Secrets.
Before I get to the details, let me give some kudos to the staff at Secrets. When I make these trips, I almost feel like a secret shopper. I know that I am probably going to be reporting on what I see there - whether it is good or bad. I don't tell anyone that, of course. I just keep my eyes open. Here's what I saw at Secrets.
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| Secrets Des Moines, WA |
While Secrets isn't big, and it lacks the ambiance of a theater like the Art Cinema in Hartford, it is impeccably clean, well run, properly supervised, and provides a safe, comfortable atmosphere for their patrons, with a special sensitivity to couples. And that's why couples show up. I won't go into all the details (cuz nobody comes to your site for that), suffice it to say that the guys behind the counter keep their eyes open, too.
Surrounding the small retail area are three viewing areas. Up front, there is a room with a stripper pole and benches lining the walls. The videos in that room, during my visits at least, featured tranny action. Across from that room is a small gloryhole area with two booths. I saw women working the hole both nights of my visit. On Friday it was cute wife entertaining her hubby by serving the troops. On Saturday, a curvy redhead was taking on all cummers as her man stood outside.
On the opposite end of the retail area are two small theaters. One of them can be quickly rearranged to provide a makeshift couples area upon request. On Friday night, the first couple that I saw come into the theater requested that arrangement. Within minutes, the first row of the larger theater had been closed off, allowing them some protection from the curious crowd. As they began to "get comfortable" the boys stood immediately behind them, trying to get a better view. To their credit, not one man attempted to make the easy reach to touch her, or to interrupt their fun. Of course, they were close enough that if the lady had wanted some help, she would have had no trouble picking someone out.
Almost as soon as they got started, another couple came in. They were early to mid 20s. She was dressed in a low-cut sweater with a tight camisole underneath. She wore tight denim shorts that barely covered her firm ass is in the nicest possible way. She looked nervous when they arrived, and I thought they might not last long. Almost as quickly as they entered, another young couple showed up, but since there was no room in the "couples" area, they opted for a small, glass-walled cubicle-like space in the other theater. He stood next to her, feeding her his cock as she happily sucked it in front of a rapidly gathering audience.
Within minutes he asked a gentleman standing nearby if he might like to fuck his cute date. The gentleman quickly agreed, followed by another, then yet another. At first she simply spread her legs for those assembled line, but eventually worked her way to her knees, letting them fuck her from behind. Her man's dick never left her mouth.
Meanwhile, that young couple in the other room was getting comfortable. While she exposed nothing, he began to play with her pussy through the tiny crotch of those shorts. It didn't take long before she was wiggling uncontrollably in his lap. She only made him stop when she noticed that the first couple was fucking. She wanted to watch, and so we all watched with her.
Meanwhile, that young couple in the other room was getting comfortable. While she exposed nothing, he began to play with her pussy through the tiny crotch of those shorts. It didn't take long before she was wiggling uncontrollably in his lap. She only made him stop when she noticed that the first couple was fucking. She wanted to watch, and so we all watched with her.
When that show ended, her man went back to playing with her. He was slow, purposeful, and effective. At a point, the young beauty began asking him to let her cum. He would not. He would bring her to the edge, and then stop. As they played, he exposed her pert tits and hard nipples to us. For a while she was straddling his lap, facing the back of the room. As her hands moved, she came very close to the lineup of hard and waiting dicks, all hoping to be the lucky "chosen one". But that was not to be.
What we got instead was an amazing show from a gorgeous young woman. Eventually those shorts were removed and he laid her across his lap so that he could spank her amazing ass. She asked if he had a belt. He did not. When she expressed her disappointment at that fact, I offered up mine. She seemed eager, but he did not.
What we got instead was an amazing show from a gorgeous young woman. Eventually those shorts were removed and he laid her across his lap so that he could spank her amazing ass. She asked if he had a belt. He did not. When she expressed her disappointment at that fact, I offered up mine. She seemed eager, but he did not.
Instead he continued to spank and finger her, pushing her constantly toward the edge. She then moved to her knees and sucked his cock until he finally had to push her away, lest he cum too soon. She climbed up onto his lap and literally begged him to fuck her. Again, he refused. He enjoyed keeping her right on that edge. At one point she leaned away from him as he sucked her tits in front of us. She leaned so far back, in fact, that she seemed to be certain to fall to the floor. She easily recovered and returned to her original position. When someone commented on her flexibility, she said that she was a ballerina. A ballerina! In a porn theater!
She finally got her wish as he laid her back along the bench letting us watch as he finger-fucked her shaved pussy to a loud, explosive orgasm. If she had been nervous when they came in, she was certainly relaxed when she left.
Saturday night was fight night, of course, so things were much slower. Aside from that redhead in the gloryhole room, there was very little (ie: NO) couples action. Not until a short, bubbly black girl came in with her man. Now we reach that touchy subject of crowd behavior. As they walked through the two theater rooms, no one was willing to give them a seat. As I say, these rooms are small and seating is limited. On their second pass, the first bench in the larger room had become available, so they took it. Almost immediately, guys, with their dicks in their hands began to surround them. The couple looked absolutely dazed. One had the courtesy to at least lean in and ask the man something. He simply shook his head as his lady tried to hide behind him. One of the assembled crew offered to take them to the couples area on the other side. There is no couples area on the other side. He was simply trying to get them away from the rest of the pack.
She finally got her wish as he laid her back along the bench letting us watch as he finger-fucked her shaved pussy to a loud, explosive orgasm. If she had been nervous when they came in, she was certainly relaxed when she left.
Saturday night was fight night, of course, so things were much slower. Aside from that redhead in the gloryhole room, there was very little (ie: NO) couples action. Not until a short, bubbly black girl came in with her man. Now we reach that touchy subject of crowd behavior. As they walked through the two theater rooms, no one was willing to give them a seat. As I say, these rooms are small and seating is limited. On their second pass, the first bench in the larger room had become available, so they took it. Almost immediately, guys, with their dicks in their hands began to surround them. The couple looked absolutely dazed. One had the courtesy to at least lean in and ask the man something. He simply shook his head as his lady tried to hide behind him. One of the assembled crew offered to take them to the couples area on the other side. There is no couples area on the other side. He was simply trying to get them away from the rest of the pack.
At this point, someone told them that the room could be reconfigured for couples. The request was made and the staff responded quickly. All of the guys were told to leave that front area, and we were reminded that no single men could be in that area, unless they were invited by the couple. Clear enough.
It took them a bit to relax, but eventually they were making out and he was pulling one of her large breasts out into the dimly lit room. He noticed a man standing close behind them, and simply smiled. With that tacit signal, others began moving closer, still restrained by the boundaries of the couples area. The gentleman standing next to me, mesmerized by that big brown breast, asked if touching would be allowed.
"Yes. She would like that."
So a few hands moved in to give her what she would like. As they did, I was nearly knocked over by a guy springing over the boundary into the front of the the theater. It was the same one who had tried to take them to the "couples area." Again, the couple looked startled and confused. Her breast disappeared.
"It's OK?" the guy asked.
"Uh...," was the startled reply.
"I'll just stand here. OK?"
I knew that he wasn't going to just stand there, but the man gave a perplexed nod and turned back to kiss his lady. Almost as soon as he did, the guy that was going to just stand there was on his knees running her hands up her legs. She only stopped him when he reached her panties. Again, he began to tell them about the mystical couples area.
Since no one else spoke up, I finally did. I told him that the couple were right where they wanted to be, and there was no need for him to try to get them to move. I then asked the lady if she was OK with the guy in front of her. She said she was fine if her man was OK with it. He was setting the rules and she was cool with that. Fair enough.
It took them a bit to relax, but eventually they were making out and he was pulling one of her large breasts out into the dimly lit room. He noticed a man standing close behind them, and simply smiled. With that tacit signal, others began moving closer, still restrained by the boundaries of the couples area. The gentleman standing next to me, mesmerized by that big brown breast, asked if touching would be allowed.
"Yes. She would like that."
So a few hands moved in to give her what she would like. As they did, I was nearly knocked over by a guy springing over the boundary into the front of the the theater. It was the same one who had tried to take them to the "couples area." Again, the couple looked startled and confused. Her breast disappeared.
"It's OK?" the guy asked.
"Uh...," was the startled reply.
"I'll just stand here. OK?"
I knew that he wasn't going to just stand there, but the man gave a perplexed nod and turned back to kiss his lady. Almost as soon as he did, the guy that was going to just stand there was on his knees running her hands up her legs. She only stopped him when he reached her panties. Again, he began to tell them about the mystical couples area.
Since no one else spoke up, I finally did. I told him that the couple were right where they wanted to be, and there was no need for him to try to get them to move. I then asked the lady if she was OK with the guy in front of her. She said she was fine if her man was OK with it. He was setting the rules and she was cool with that. Fair enough.
A few minutes later, the leaper was again closing in on her panties. In an admittedly confusing twist, her date told the guy that he could go down on her. He didn't seem to understand the term and continued to try to poke at her pussy, which the lady clearly didn't enjoy. Again, he was told that he could taste her. Again he poked.
So, being the gentleman that I am, offered to lick the lady's pussy. I was immediately given the green light and the other man was told to back away. If I had any doubts about her comfort level, they quickly dissipated as my tongue worked its way between the folds of her ample lips. She began to moan almost as soon as I began. As my tongue found her clit she gasped and clenched, then relaxed. It took little work (is that really work?) to bring her to her first orgasm. She removed her panties allowing me better access to her slit. Now as I licked I worked a finger inside and began to tease her G-spot. Two orgasms later, her man was eager to fuck her, rolling her onto her knees and aiming her mouth toward my cock as entered her from behind. I was happy to be on the receiving end of her oral skills.
So, being the gentleman that I am, offered to lick the lady's pussy. I was immediately given the green light and the other man was told to back away. If I had any doubts about her comfort level, they quickly dissipated as my tongue worked its way between the folds of her ample lips. She began to moan almost as soon as I began. As my tongue found her clit she gasped and clenched, then relaxed. It took little work (is that really work?) to bring her to her first orgasm. She removed her panties allowing me better access to her slit. Now as I licked I worked a finger inside and began to tease her G-spot. Two orgasms later, her man was eager to fuck her, rolling her onto her knees and aiming her mouth toward my cock as entered her from behind. I was happy to be on the receiving end of her oral skills.
While my head had been buried between her thighs (quite tightly at a couple of points), the crowd had once again begun to gather. As we were exchanging those post-action pleasantries, a staff member entered the room and began escorting guys out. As you might expect, they all claimed that they had been invited. He asked the lady if she had invited anyone, and she was quick to say that I was their only guest. The rest were removed.
It turns out that this was her first night at Secrets. Her first night ever in a porn theater. I commended her for diving in so enthusiastically, and pointed out that she was in absolute charge. She nodded toward the staff member and said, "I see that." I told her she was the queen and that she could have whatever she wanted, but was under absolutely no obligation to do anything with anyone. Her man offered to let me do anything that I wanted with her at that point, but I felt it best to let them step away, regroup and determine how they wanted their evening to proceed. As it was, I had already enjoyed more of her time and talents than either of us was expecting when she first got started.
My only frustration on the night is that the leaper was nearly rewarded for his bad behavior. His apparent difficulties in understanding the man's instruction is the only thing that prevented that. I feel certain that if the couple had been more experienced, or if management had witnessed his actions, things would have ended for him sooner. As for the rest of us, let's remember to be patient, mind our manners, and remember that if a couple is kind enough to invite us into their fantasy that we are there - in large measure - to make their night the best that it can be.
It turns out that this was her first night at Secrets. Her first night ever in a porn theater. I commended her for diving in so enthusiastically, and pointed out that she was in absolute charge. She nodded toward the staff member and said, "I see that." I told her she was the queen and that she could have whatever she wanted, but was under absolutely no obligation to do anything with anyone. Her man offered to let me do anything that I wanted with her at that point, but I felt it best to let them step away, regroup and determine how they wanted their evening to proceed. As it was, I had already enjoyed more of her time and talents than either of us was expecting when she first got started.
My only frustration on the night is that the leaper was nearly rewarded for his bad behavior. His apparent difficulties in understanding the man's instruction is the only thing that prevented that. I feel certain that if the couple had been more experienced, or if management had witnessed his actions, things would have ended for him sooner. As for the rest of us, let's remember to be patient, mind our manners, and remember that if a couple is kind enough to invite us into their fantasy that we are there - in large measure - to make their night the best that it can be.
In doing so, we may find that we have some good nights along the way, too.
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Doc here again... Many thanks to Ray for once again going above and beyond the call of booty duty, and providing his observations on Secrets in Des Moines. Well done, sir!
The learning moment in this report is simple: When bad behavior is observed, get management involved (or at the very least, self-police). Let them take care of the rocket scientist, and the rest of us can enjoy a special evening inside an adult theater.
Thanks,
Doc
