Doc here, a man who some say that over this past weekend, he explained to a lovely young lady, "Yes Virginia, there is a Lizardo Lantern. It's on a roof of an adult theater for all to see."
This thing of ours has seen it's fare share of adult theater rock stars over the years. Memories of ladies who, in the past (and present), took an adult theater and turned it on it's ear. Nina the Bakery Slut in Portland, Lynn the 3rd Grade Teacher in Buffalo, C&R in Ohio, countless sexy women in Tampa, Chicago, Dallas, Philly & Hartford...
One of the latest, and hands down one of the BOLDEST, is the unstoppable @Kim_In-Public ! Her Twitter feed @Kim_In_Public is chock full of Kim naughtiness, and she is a MUST FOLLOW. And now Kim is doing to adult theaters what she's been doing to turnpike rest areas for awhile now: Making them her personal playground.
This past Thursday,11/1/18, @Kim_In_Public made her first trip to the mighty Art Cinema in Hartford, CT. Accompanying her were senior Journal reporters Anaconda & the always dapper Dry Clean Only, along with a new friend Ted.
Let's see how this went down (get it...went down)!
Take it away, Kim!
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My good friend Anaconda (@MSexualHealer) has been trying to get me to try out the Art Cinema (@TheArtCinema) in Hartford, CT. Now, none of the theaters I have been to are close to where I live: Green Door is 90 minutes away and Berlin News Agency is about 2 hours. The Art, however, is almost 3 hours, depending on traffic. That’s about six hours of driving alone, so not easy to pull off.
That said, I had a free day when Anaconda did, and we made plans to hit the Art. I sent a few invitations to guys that Anaconda suggested and even checked in with my other favorite theater guide, DCO (@DryCleanOnly), but he was not available. (In his defense, he does live further away than I do and he did NOT have a free day.)
Many of the men I invited were unable to join us, unfortunately, but one of Anaconda’s first recommendations was able to attend. Ted (@giantsfan8810) had been following me on Twitter for some time, but we’d never spoken directly. I reached out, asked if he was free and fortunately he was.
Anaconda, Ted and I met up around noon (okay, they were there before noon, I was there after...I tend to run late...) at a Chili's not far from the Art. I consider these “pregame” events foreplay. I love some banter, some chatting, a little social lubrication in the form of wine before I head to a theater.
I was wearing a short black dress with nothing underneath, low cut in front but with a nice “collar” that apparently you all really like. Feeling super sexy, hopped out of the car and decided to take a quick #titsout video to commemorate the afternoon. I was in full view of the Chili's, but figured I was far enough away that no one would know what I was doing if they noticed me.
I put my phone away and strode into Chili's, looking for my dates. I was especially looking forward to seeing Anaconda who has posted his first public flashing video on Twitter for me a few hours early. Walking around with his cock out a rest stop for all to see, I knew he was really ready to go today!
Seeing the men who were moments away from having their cocks and cum all over me, I headed towards the bar. Anaconda greeted me with his customary full body hug, reminding me what his body had in store for me. As excited as I was moments earlier, a kiss and a squeeze from him kicked that excitement up several notches. I was already starting to get wet thinking about his cock inside my mouth and pussy, plus the others I hadn’t even seen yet. Have I mentioned recently that I’m very glad the Good Doctor introduced me to this thing of ours? (So very glad, by the way, so so very glad.) (ed. note: Thank you Kim!)
Anaconda and Ted were half way through their first drink so I ordered mine. I could tell Ted was nervous, but he was going to have to get over it or he was going to miss out on a great time! I rubbed my knee up against his leg and he flinched. I couldn’t tell if he was literally scared of me or if it was a normal reaction to someone “accidentally” bumping into you, so I tried it again. He seemed to get the drift that this was no accident and returned the gesture. I flashed him a smile and rubbed his leg. Oh, Ted, you have no idea what’s about to happen…none at all.
The three of us where chatting about all sorts of random things when a fourth joined our merry threesome. DCO had arrived! I’m not going to lie, I was SO hoping he’d join us. Not that I wouldn’t have had an amazing time with my current partners in crime, but DCO is that little added something that every party needs. He’s the voyeur that every exhibitionist girl needs at her theater visits. There’s something about being at a place where every guy but one has his dick out for you to play with...it just makes you want that one even more. Poor DCO has bruises from how hard I hit on him! (Figurative bruises, friends…I don’t actually hit him!)
My merry band established, I was nearly ready to hit the theater. I slid off my barstool and stood next to Ted. That was enough of an invitation for him. His hands immediately explored my body...a hand on my tits the other on my ass...sliding my dress up to reveal that I was not wearing panties. My eyes locked on DCO, I had Ted’s hand on one tit and Anaconda on the other, I was getting a preview of fun to come.
Despite the fun we were having chatting away with some light fondling, the guys reminded me there was more fun waiting for us at the Art, so we settled up at the bar and hit the road. I was so excited to play with my friends and make some new ones!
After receiving instructions from DCO (@DryCleanOnly) on how to get to The Art Cinema (@TheArtCinema) and where to park, the four of us hopped in our respective cars and made our way. I will admit that I did try to get DCO to let me give him a pre-game blow job in the back seat of his very nice car (what kind? It was white, does that help?), but he, as always, politely declined. I would have my share of blow jobs shortly, so I wasn’t too upset!
My haggling with DCO made us just late enough that Anaconda (@MSexualHealer) and Ted (@GiantsFan8810) arrived before us. DCO helped me into my ridiculously high heeled mini-booties (it’s just not safe to drive in those things) and we walked around the corner to the Art. I had added some body jewelry to my ensemble, a mermaid shimmery “bra” that both covered and displayed my tits amongst the sequins and chains. They made a delightful jingling sound as I moved around that I thought the theater boys might enjoy.
A well-dressed man (DCO always shows up in a suit and tie, I like to pretend that it’s not his work attire, but more that he’s showing off for me) and a woman teetering on sky high heels in a dress that barely covers her in that neighborhood receive some knowing glances and a few nods and smiles. It seemed everyone knew what was about to happen to me in that building and were silently cheering me on. Not one to let the fans down, I picked up the pace (as much as my shoes allowed).
This was going to be fun! Let’s get this party started!
We walked in to find Anaconda and Ted negotiating with the man behind the counter (ed. note: This is the owner, Ernie) on why he should let my fearsome foursome into the couples’ section.
(A note on the couples’ section at The Art, which I did not know prior to date. It is literally a separate section for couples, one man and one woman, no single men allowed at all. Which means a woman who has brought three dates (don’t judge) would either have to choose one man to be her “date” for the evening or forego the entire experience.)
This would not do for Anaconda and DCO (Ted probably as well, but since he was an Art Theater virgin like myself he had no preconceived notions about it). Anaconda was floating the idea that I would escort each man in his turn to the couples’ area, so I would be up with one man at a time, thus making a “couple.” However, our timing was perfect, since there were no couples in the section at the time (and with a promise that we each would do a write up for Doctor Emilio Lizardo’s Journal of Adult Theaters (@LizardoJournal) I was allowed to bring ALL of my dates upstairs!
This was a major score! We promised to vacate the area should a couple arrive, which was totally fair and an excellent compromise and headed upstairs. Now, this was my first visit to the Art and normally my fair escorts Anaconda and DCO would have given me a full tour before heading right to the main event, but they were laser focused on getting to that couples’ section before anyone else arrived to ruin their fun. Ted and I, it seemed, were just along for the ride.
And what a ride it would be! I’m going to tell you as much as I can remember but I do not vouch for the timing of what happened when or that I’m not combining two events into one and I reserve the right to edit this if I remember anything else. What I actually need is an actual scribe to follow me around while I’m at the theater and take notes to jog my memory.
We took a quick walk through the balcony and ended where it overlooked the main theater. I now understood why Anaconda and DCO wanted to be up here so badly. As soon as it was clear there was going to be action upstairs, men had moved to the front of the theater so they could watch. It was almost as if the balcony was a stage and we were the performers. On previous trips to the Art, my companions had been spectators. Today, however, they were the stars!
I took off my dress, revealing my jingling body jewelry (given to me by the inimitable Tonald Drump (@tonalddrump45), no relation) to appreciative nods from my close, soon to be closer friends. Ted was on one side of me, Anaconda on the other and DCO settled in a few rows back to watch. Since this was Ted’s first theater visit ever, his first visit to the Art and the first time meeting me, I decided to lavish my attentions on him right away.
I got down on my knees (the Art has CARPET!! How fancy!) and took Ted in my mouth. His lovely and large cock grew in my mouth as I slid up and down his shaft and gently cupped his balls. This was apparently too much for the poor man as he let me know he was about to cum. He knew exactly where to deposit his warm seed and my tits got their first, but not last, covering of the night.
DCO was right on cue with my Cuddlebean to clean up the mess. This was a HUGE improvement over my last theater outing when the lovely @Raffer99 had to run around and find scratchy and non-absorbent paper towels. If you haven’t checked out Anna Rae (@thecumpanion) and her aftercare towels, now’s a good time to do so. Go ahead, the story will still be here when you get back.
My tits were now ready for a second go, so I turned to Anaconda. He slid his cock into my waiting mouth and I maneuvered so the men watching below could see his every thrust. I knew he was loving the attention, both from me and from the watching crowd below. Ted was behind me, sliding his fingers inside me, so I was in heaven. Two men, no waiting. I thought perhaps Anaconda would also blow a load on my tits, but he had a better idea. “I want to fuck you over the railing so the guys below get a good show,” he said.
Who am I to argue with a fantastic idea like that? I turned around and leaned over the railing, so my tits, all jingly, were hanging down while Anaconda, suited up, took me from behind. I was so wet that he slid right in. His hands were on my hips and with every thrust the body jewelry sang with the excitement I felt. I couldn’t make out the men’s faces below, but I could tell they were enjoying the show Anaconda was putting on for them and I liked it too. He asked if I wanted more cum on me and I did, so he dismounted and sprayed all over me.
Anaconda wiped me down with the Cuddlebean (definitely a must-bring going forward!) and whispered “I want to go down on you.” We moved to the stairs, I laid down my dress and sat back, legs spread. Anaconda got in between them and started licking and sucking my pussy without abandon. I really can’t tell you who was enjoying it more, but as he rubbed my g-spot I could tell it wouldn’t be long before I came. My legs wrapped around Anaconda’s head, I had to beg him to stop lest I die from pleasure. Plus, there were still cocks out there that needed attention.
I turned that attention back to Ted and took him in my mouth for another round. I motioned for Anaconda to come closer so I could stroke his cock at the same time. DCO held my hair back so he could get a better view, whispering dirty and naughty things to me that I loved. I would have responded, but it’s rude to talk with your mouth full.
Ted came a second time, again all over my tits. He had been there since 10:30 am (way earlier than I had been) and he was going to turn into a pumpkin. He begged forgiveness for cumming and running and headed out the door. Looking at my two favorite theater companions, I felt like he had left me in good hands.
Anaconda had grown hard in my hands and I wanted to taste him again, so I began to suck him again. It wasn’t long before we both wanted his rock hard cock inside me (it’s no accident that he’s called Anaconda, ladies and gentlemen…). He fucked me again, hard like I like it while DCO watched. Something about looking into the eyes of one man while another rails you from behind is such a huge turn on. It must have been a turn on for Anaconda too because I could feel his intensity build, hit a crescendo and then subside.
Spent, the three of us took seats on the balcony, one of my dear friends on each side of me. We were chatting and lazily running our hands over each others’ bodies when I decided I wanted to tease DCO. I hopped off the seat and sat in front of him, facing. Watching me carefully, to make sure I didn’t cross the stated boundaries, DCO let me run my hands up and down his legs while my tits swung over the seat. I could tell he was turned on because he turned and said “Anaconda, why don’t you fuck the shit out of Kim for us?”
And thus started one of the most erotic moments of my theater career, nay, of my life.
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| The Mighty Art Cinema Hartford, CT |
Many of the men I invited were unable to join us, unfortunately, but one of Anaconda’s first recommendations was able to attend. Ted (@giantsfan8810) had been following me on Twitter for some time, but we’d never spoken directly. I reached out, asked if he was free and fortunately he was.
Anaconda, Ted and I met up around noon (okay, they were there before noon, I was there after...I tend to run late...) at a Chili's not far from the Art. I consider these “pregame” events foreplay. I love some banter, some chatting, a little social lubrication in the form of wine before I head to a theater.
I was wearing a short black dress with nothing underneath, low cut in front but with a nice “collar” that apparently you all really like. Feeling super sexy, hopped out of the car and decided to take a quick #titsout video to commemorate the afternoon. I was in full view of the Chili's, but figured I was far enough away that no one would know what I was doing if they noticed me.
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| @Kim_In_Public |
Seeing the men who were moments away from having their cocks and cum all over me, I headed towards the bar. Anaconda greeted me with his customary full body hug, reminding me what his body had in store for me. As excited as I was moments earlier, a kiss and a squeeze from him kicked that excitement up several notches. I was already starting to get wet thinking about his cock inside my mouth and pussy, plus the others I hadn’t even seen yet. Have I mentioned recently that I’m very glad the Good Doctor introduced me to this thing of ours? (So very glad, by the way, so so very glad.) (ed. note: Thank you Kim!)
Anaconda and Ted were half way through their first drink so I ordered mine. I could tell Ted was nervous, but he was going to have to get over it or he was going to miss out on a great time! I rubbed my knee up against his leg and he flinched. I couldn’t tell if he was literally scared of me or if it was a normal reaction to someone “accidentally” bumping into you, so I tried it again. He seemed to get the drift that this was no accident and returned the gesture. I flashed him a smile and rubbed his leg. Oh, Ted, you have no idea what’s about to happen…none at all.
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| @Kim_In_Public |
My merry band established, I was nearly ready to hit the theater. I slid off my barstool and stood next to Ted. That was enough of an invitation for him. His hands immediately explored my body...a hand on my tits the other on my ass...sliding my dress up to reveal that I was not wearing panties. My eyes locked on DCO, I had Ted’s hand on one tit and Anaconda on the other, I was getting a preview of fun to come.
Despite the fun we were having chatting away with some light fondling, the guys reminded me there was more fun waiting for us at the Art, so we settled up at the bar and hit the road. I was so excited to play with my friends and make some new ones!
After receiving instructions from DCO (@DryCleanOnly) on how to get to The Art Cinema (@TheArtCinema) and where to park, the four of us hopped in our respective cars and made our way. I will admit that I did try to get DCO to let me give him a pre-game blow job in the back seat of his very nice car (what kind? It was white, does that help?), but he, as always, politely declined. I would have my share of blow jobs shortly, so I wasn’t too upset!
My haggling with DCO made us just late enough that Anaconda (@MSexualHealer) and Ted (@GiantsFan8810) arrived before us. DCO helped me into my ridiculously high heeled mini-booties (it’s just not safe to drive in those things) and we walked around the corner to the Art. I had added some body jewelry to my ensemble, a mermaid shimmery “bra” that both covered and displayed my tits amongst the sequins and chains. They made a delightful jingling sound as I moved around that I thought the theater boys might enjoy.
A well-dressed man (DCO always shows up in a suit and tie, I like to pretend that it’s not his work attire, but more that he’s showing off for me) and a woman teetering on sky high heels in a dress that barely covers her in that neighborhood receive some knowing glances and a few nods and smiles. It seemed everyone knew what was about to happen to me in that building and were silently cheering me on. Not one to let the fans down, I picked up the pace (as much as my shoes allowed).
This was going to be fun! Let’s get this party started!
We walked in to find Anaconda and Ted negotiating with the man behind the counter (ed. note: This is the owner, Ernie) on why he should let my fearsome foursome into the couples’ section.
(A note on the couples’ section at The Art, which I did not know prior to date. It is literally a separate section for couples, one man and one woman, no single men allowed at all. Which means a woman who has brought three dates (don’t judge) would either have to choose one man to be her “date” for the evening or forego the entire experience.)
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| The Mighty Art Cinema |
This was a major score! We promised to vacate the area should a couple arrive, which was totally fair and an excellent compromise and headed upstairs. Now, this was my first visit to the Art and normally my fair escorts Anaconda and DCO would have given me a full tour before heading right to the main event, but they were laser focused on getting to that couples’ section before anyone else arrived to ruin their fun. Ted and I, it seemed, were just along for the ride.
And what a ride it would be! I’m going to tell you as much as I can remember but I do not vouch for the timing of what happened when or that I’m not combining two events into one and I reserve the right to edit this if I remember anything else. What I actually need is an actual scribe to follow me around while I’m at the theater and take notes to jog my memory.
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| @Kim_In_Public |
I took off my dress, revealing my jingling body jewelry (given to me by the inimitable Tonald Drump (@tonalddrump45), no relation) to appreciative nods from my close, soon to be closer friends. Ted was on one side of me, Anaconda on the other and DCO settled in a few rows back to watch. Since this was Ted’s first theater visit ever, his first visit to the Art and the first time meeting me, I decided to lavish my attentions on him right away.
I got down on my knees (the Art has CARPET!! How fancy!) and took Ted in my mouth. His lovely and large cock grew in my mouth as I slid up and down his shaft and gently cupped his balls. This was apparently too much for the poor man as he let me know he was about to cum. He knew exactly where to deposit his warm seed and my tits got their first, but not last, covering of the night.
DCO was right on cue with my Cuddlebean to clean up the mess. This was a HUGE improvement over my last theater outing when the lovely @Raffer99 had to run around and find scratchy and non-absorbent paper towels. If you haven’t checked out Anna Rae (@thecumpanion) and her aftercare towels, now’s a good time to do so. Go ahead, the story will still be here when you get back.
My tits were now ready for a second go, so I turned to Anaconda. He slid his cock into my waiting mouth and I maneuvered so the men watching below could see his every thrust. I knew he was loving the attention, both from me and from the watching crowd below. Ted was behind me, sliding his fingers inside me, so I was in heaven. Two men, no waiting. I thought perhaps Anaconda would also blow a load on my tits, but he had a better idea. “I want to fuck you over the railing so the guys below get a good show,” he said.
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| Balcony of The Mighty Art Cinema |
Anaconda wiped me down with the Cuddlebean (definitely a must-bring going forward!) and whispered “I want to go down on you.” We moved to the stairs, I laid down my dress and sat back, legs spread. Anaconda got in between them and started licking and sucking my pussy without abandon. I really can’t tell you who was enjoying it more, but as he rubbed my g-spot I could tell it wouldn’t be long before I came. My legs wrapped around Anaconda’s head, I had to beg him to stop lest I die from pleasure. Plus, there were still cocks out there that needed attention.
I turned that attention back to Ted and took him in my mouth for another round. I motioned for Anaconda to come closer so I could stroke his cock at the same time. DCO held my hair back so he could get a better view, whispering dirty and naughty things to me that I loved. I would have responded, but it’s rude to talk with your mouth full.
Ted came a second time, again all over my tits. He had been there since 10:30 am (way earlier than I had been) and he was going to turn into a pumpkin. He begged forgiveness for cumming and running and headed out the door. Looking at my two favorite theater companions, I felt like he had left me in good hands.
Anaconda had grown hard in my hands and I wanted to taste him again, so I began to suck him again. It wasn’t long before we both wanted his rock hard cock inside me (it’s no accident that he’s called Anaconda, ladies and gentlemen…). He fucked me again, hard like I like it while DCO watched. Something about looking into the eyes of one man while another rails you from behind is such a huge turn on. It must have been a turn on for Anaconda too because I could feel his intensity build, hit a crescendo and then subside.
Spent, the three of us took seats on the balcony, one of my dear friends on each side of me. We were chatting and lazily running our hands over each others’ bodies when I decided I wanted to tease DCO. I hopped off the seat and sat in front of him, facing. Watching me carefully, to make sure I didn’t cross the stated boundaries, DCO let me run my hands up and down his legs while my tits swung over the seat. I could tell he was turned on because he turned and said “Anaconda, why don’t you fuck the shit out of Kim for us?”
And thus started one of the most erotic moments of my theater career, nay, of my life.
Grasping DCO by the hand, Anaconda had his fourth turn at fucking me senseless. His big strong hands on my hips, slapping his balls against me as he nailed me from behind. I could just imagine what the men below were thinking because I was not being shy about my enjoyment. The intense look in DCO’s eyes and high tightening grip on my hands as his friend’s cock impaled me sent me over the edge.
Spent and nearly at an end of my day, I ran to use the ladies’ room. (And by ran, I mean I wobbled over like a toddler learning to walk…why DO we women wear these damn heels? Oh, right, because we look smoking hot in them…) When I returned, DCO had gone to the lower level to check out the action, so Anaconda and I joined him.
We sat in some seats in the middle of the theater. There was an amazing porno going on where the “Office Manager,” who had just nailed the lovely young blond cleaning woman, was interviewing another woman who he was clearly also about to fuck. Anaconda was next to me and he invited a nice looking man named Dennis to come sit on the other side. I asked Dennis if I could suck his cock and he agreed. We were getting into it and drawing a crowd which was awesome for me…but not so much for Dennis. He asked for a break and his spot was quickly replaced with Bill.
Bill had an amazingly hard and large cock that I would have wanted to fuck, had we the time. I was a few minutes in to what I thought was a damn good blow job when Bill announced he’d need at least fifteen minutes more before he could come. My jaw ached just thinking about it. I asked Bill for a rain check, bid adieu to the other waiting men and headed for the door.
DCO was chatting up (Ernie) and thanking him for letting us use the balcony for our personal playground. I introduced myself and let him know that I had an amazing time at his theater and would be back again soon.
Spent and nearly at an end of my day, I ran to use the ladies’ room. (And by ran, I mean I wobbled over like a toddler learning to walk…why DO we women wear these damn heels? Oh, right, because we look smoking hot in them…) When I returned, DCO had gone to the lower level to check out the action, so Anaconda and I joined him.
We sat in some seats in the middle of the theater. There was an amazing porno going on where the “Office Manager,” who had just nailed the lovely young blond cleaning woman, was interviewing another woman who he was clearly also about to fuck. Anaconda was next to me and he invited a nice looking man named Dennis to come sit on the other side. I asked Dennis if I could suck his cock and he agreed. We were getting into it and drawing a crowd which was awesome for me…but not so much for Dennis. He asked for a break and his spot was quickly replaced with Bill.
Bill had an amazingly hard and large cock that I would have wanted to fuck, had we the time. I was a few minutes in to what I thought was a damn good blow job when Bill announced he’d need at least fifteen minutes more before he could come. My jaw ached just thinking about it. I asked Bill for a rain check, bid adieu to the other waiting men and headed for the door.
DCO was chatting up (Ernie) and thanking him for letting us use the balcony for our personal playground. I introduced myself and let him know that I had an amazing time at his theater and would be back again soon.
The wonderful part of having your own entourage is that if there is no action at a theater, I don’t go home un-fucked. However, when you like fucking your friends that much, sometimes you miss out on the opportunity to make new friends. Next time, I’ll start in the main theater and if there’s time end up in the balcony, with my guys.
If you were at the Art, saw me, but didn’t get a blow job, hit me up…I’ll give you a rain check!
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Doc here again... Many, many thanks to the awesomeness that is @Kim_In_Public and her outstanding report from her first visit to the mighty Art Cinema! Kim is the real deal folks, so if you ever have an opportunity to see Kim in action on the front lines, soak it all in. And if it's in the cards, jump in line.
Make sure you follow my good friend Kim on Twitter, @Kim_In_Public . Her content is great, and for boob lovers, this is Valhalla.
Many thanks goes out to Anaconda and Dry Clean Only for once again escorting this lovely lady to the dark side, and helping her own it, Kim-Style. Kudos, gents!
Thanks,
Doc
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