Flash Report! Hawaiian Eyeful Goes To Mr. Peeps in Portland (w/New Gloryhole Pic!)

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Flash Report! J&L @ 8 Mile Peep Show in Detroit (with 5 Pics!)

Doc here with a terrific Couple's Flash Report from new contributors J&L from Detroit.

Their visit to the gloryholes at 8 Mile Peep Show is the focus of their report.

Take it away, J&L!

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Hey Doc,

Big fans here and do we have a report for you! It may be short but its good...

We are J&L, and we are from the Detroit area. We have been looking for gloryholes in the area and we found one ( @ 8mile Peep Show ) and to our surprise it was not bad.

The Real "L"

First, I went in a few days before to get some toys and scope out the place and ask about how things work. The guy working said just come on in and check it out which made me a little worried but I said OK we will. I went home and told my girlfriend (L) what he told me, so a day later we decided to go see what it was like.

We get there and started looking at the toys and videos they have for sale, and the guy working (same guy I talked to the other day ) asked if we needed any help. I told him we are wanting to check out the booths and he was very helpful (even showed us what booths had gloryholes). We went to town we had a lot of fun.

First she started sucking me, then our first cock came through the hole. She went to town on him, sucking him then back to me. Then he pulled out and signaled for me so I put my cock in the hole and got sucked for a little bit - we went back and forth with sucking him sucking me her sucking him, then me sucking him and then I let him fuck her through the hole. It was hot! H then bust his nut in her mouth and tits and the I came on her face.

We got dressed and left, and we are planing to go back many more times. It was so hot we can't stop talking about it! These pics I took from her first time at the hole

Hope everyone enjoys!

J&L

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Doc here again... Many thanks to J&L for providing an excellent first time Couple's Flash Report! Keep up the solid work and keep submitting your work!

Thanks,
Doc

A Quick Note From The Good Doctor

Doc here with a quick note to you, the good readers and reporters here at The Journal. 

The vision I had for The Journal when launching it in 2009 was to provide a national (and international) platform for reports, reviews, profiles, and memories of this thing of ours.  The cornerstone of The Journal is the hard work of the reporters and their submissions.  Our field reporters are our eyes and ears as to what is happening in the adult theater scene.

The Journal is a sum of its parts.  Whether the reports are short, long, detailed, or overviewed, they are all important.  When it comes to reports, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

To give you a peak behind my curtain, I’d like to share the following… The Good Doctor may come across as a crusty old veteran of this thing of ours, but in actuality my eyes light up every time a report hits my in box. 

I am a lucky Sicilian indeed. Almost every day is like Christmas, as I open up my presents/reports, tear away the wrapping paper, and dig deep into them.  And for this, I am deeply appreciative to everyone who takes the time to type up a report for your old friend in the white suit. 

I have edited well over 1,400 reports, and hope to continue to do so for many years (or until my supply of Bloody Mary’s run out).  So to each and every one of you who has submitted a report, currently submits reports, or plans to submit a report: Thank you!

You are The Journal of Adult Theaters.

Doc

Special Report! Behind The Curtain With Amber Aldrich

Doc here with a treat for you, the good readers of The Journal.

 

Amber Aldrich's articles are thought-provoking, insightful, and tantalizing all at the same time.

 

One of her first reports submitted to The Good Doctor, "Pink Girls", is still one of the most read reports here at The Journal, even though it was published in 2010.

 

This report from Amber is excellent, and focuses on how she got her start in this thing of ours (with a twist). 

 

Enjoy.

 

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Good Doctor,

 

There are hundreds of posts on the joys of adult theater sex from the perspective of the woman, the perspective of the men, and the perspective of the husband (in the case of a couple). This post presents the adult theater experience from a rarely mentioned fourth point of view – one that I present through the experiences of my first adult theater partner, a man named Erno.

 

Before my indoctrination into the wonderfully wicked underbelly of adult theater sex, I thought porn theaters were places men go to watch porn. After all, there were no VCRs, no internet, no cable TV, and the only purveyors of porn were porn theaters. So I envisioned porn theaters as being filled with darkly dressed men resembling Lon Chaney characters spacing themselves as far apart as possible, slouching in their seats so as to not be visible to each other while secretly masturbating under long trench coats.

 

Despite my naiveté about adult theaters, I was a very sexually active teen, never without a boyfriend, and always hanging with the “nasty” boys, college men or older. Just before my 18^th birthday I met Erno, a gay man in his late 30s. Erno fascinated me. He was an extremely intelligent, very wealthy, well-travelled, well educated, handsome, and sophisticated man fluent in five languages. He was personal friends with Joe Strummer from the rock bank The Clash. But beyond that, there was restlessness in his sexuality that captivated me. Sex for Erno had an intangible significance – a power that would obsess every morsel of his being. For Erno, being “horny” was torture. Imagine what the torment of thirst would be like if you had no mouth, and therefore no ability to quench the thirst. This was Erno’s “horny”, for Erno needed to be … a girl.

 

Erno was totally convinced that he was not gay, but in fact a woman in a male body. Unfortunately during Erno’s sexually formative years, sex change operations were still experimental, and being outwardly gay was guaranteed to get you ostracized. So Erno resorted to the secretive world of adult theater sex to provide relief from his torture … even if just a facsimile of what he really craved. There, in the dark anonymity, he would take off his overcoat to reveal a heavenly deception – a miniskirt through which protrudes legs shaved smooth as silk and baby soft by avoiding any masculinising exercise, a low cut top to expose small but real breasts carefully cultivated by a diet of fatty foods and by breaking down connective collagen via gripping and pulling calisthenics, a main of natural long blond hair teased and styled in a Farah Fawcett mimic, and a bustier squeezing a waist into a distinctly female form. In the adult theater, Erno became Erna.

 

But despite the effectiveness of this “pseudofemale” in providing a bit of heaven for the crowd, despite the countless ejaculations deposited in his mouth, despite the numerous penises filled with enough desperation to sojourn into his rectum, despite even the knowledge that a few of those men actually think the skin they are touching is real girl, being a “pseudofemale” was not enough. And he viewed me as his salvation. I was young, gorgeous, and eager to discover that wonderfully wicked underbelly.

 

Queen Anne Theatre
Bogata, NJ - 1986
(Closed - Now a dry cleaners)

Erno didn’t want to simply live vicariously through me, he wanted to BE me. His ultimate crossdressing fantasy was to somehow open me up and wear me like a functioning body suit. We pondered how to transfer the fury directed at me in the adult theatres to him. How can a penis go up my vagina and have HIM feel it? And we finally came up with a method. Erna would slouch back in a front pew seat. I would then sit on his lap facing away from him, pull my skirt up to my waist, and wrap my legs around his. In this posture his upper legs protrude between mine. Thus if a man were to fuck me, he would have to insert his penis between Erna’s thighs to get into my vagina. Since Erna’s pleasure was our goal, we called the men at the Queen Anne Theater our “victims”.

 

We discovered that once a man penetrates me he reflexively pushes hard forward to get as much of his penis inside me as possible. This presses his waist against the back of Erna’s thighs, and inserts the man’s penis about half way up my vagina, with the lower half of his shaft remaining between Erna’s thighs … depending on how long the penis is. For the shorter penises, only the head goes inside me. But it doesn’t matter. Even if only the very tip penetrates me, that’s enough sensation to induce a decisive orgasm, especially with the shaft stroking between the silky smooth thighs of a very passable crossdresser.

 

Queen Anne Theatre Facade - 2013
Bogata, NJ

In this position the man sees essentially only me, nearly face to face in a quasi-missionary position. His hands can feel up both my and Erna’s legs and butt. As each man gets into position, Erna guides the penis through the lubrication slick between her thighs. Erna can then feel that subtle, yet powerful, hardening of the shaft from the sensation of the penis’s head slipping into my vagina. She can feel the pressure of the “victim’s” body against the back of her thighs as he strives to shove as much of his penis into the heaven in which it’s enveloped. As the penis fucks me, it has to stroke back and forth between Erna’s thighs, enabling him (her) to feel the fury that only a real girl can produce.

 

Even though the penis is not pumping into Erna’s rectum or mouth, the sensations she feels are in many ways sexier. For example, every nuance of the man’s autonomic quest to get his penis deeper and deeper into my body has to first drive through Erna’s “thigh pussy”. Erna can feel the subtle quivers in the man’s abdomen and legs as the sensations caused by my insides floods through the “victim’s” penis. Erna could feel the skin-on-skin friction as the victim’s hands took in the texture of my thighs and butt. And every so often a hand will slide off my leg and onto hers, and she will get a sample of the hunger that devours a real girl.

 

As the victim approaches orgasm, his zeal begins to blind him to the distinction between shemale and real girl flesh. His hands wonder wildly in a quest to take in as much “girl” as they can in those magical few seconds when the victim knows he has absorbed too much intensity and is now GOING to cum. And now Erna and I are one. I am the insides she’s longed to have all her life. The sensation of my insides has brought the victim to this extreme point, but now the victim’s penis is overwhelmed from tip to base … and half of that is the caressing by Erna’s thighs.

 

Queen Anne Theatre
From the Highway

When the victim ejaculates Erna can feel the semen pulsing up through the shaft, bloating with each burst between her thighs. A final perfection to this technique was to place Erna’s penis between my lubricated butt cheeks. Thus, as the men pump into me, the force against my body rocks my butt along Erna’s penis, literally jerking him (her) off to the “rhythm of being fucked like a girl”. For Erno, this was the closest he can get to “wearing” a girl’s body.

 

Erno and I went to the Queen Anne Theater about twice a month. Left up to Erno, we would have gone every day. But I always felt somehow guilty after each trip to the Queen Anne. It would take me about two weeks to get back in the mood for it, but when in the mood, I could think of nothing as a substitute. The craving for it felt very different than normal “horny”. It felt (and still does) more like a fever, complete with shortness of breath, hot skin, cold sweats, dry mouth, shaking, loss of appetite, and confusion. Erno felt this same “fever”. I would later learn that this is the common feeling of arousal for the sexually obsessed.

 

What is uncommon was my feelings of guilt afterwards. After each venture to the Queen Anne, I would sit silently in the car on the drive home promising myself “this is the last time … I’ll never do this again”. I stare at Erno’s profile and see such a handsome man, who just 15 minutes ago was an irresistibly sexy woman … now looking like a circus clown with smudges of lipstick and foundation too stubborn to be removed by a baby wipe in the darkness of the Queen Anne’s vestibule. The vamp-like tease in his long flowing blond hair long collapsed into a stringy mop from the groping of men reaching over from behind our seat.

 

I watch Erno massage a kink in his neck from cocking his head over the seat back to accept penises reaching for his mouth. Erna’s head bent 90 degrees over the seat back and the man standing on tippy-toes arching his back to get enough of the penis into Erna’s mouth to induce a small approximation of the heaven the men at the other side of our row are enduring. I smirk at an image of the Sistine Chapel where God and Adam’s fingers are reaching for each other. 

 

After each episode I would insert a tampon – a futile attempt to stop the backflow of literally ½ cup of semen. In the car’s vanity mirror I see the face of a girl who provided heaven to a bunch of creatures for whom “horny” is torture. Heaven that occurs in bursts that last only a seconds, but so vital to these creatures to dominate their whole lives. The earthy remnants of that heaven peppering my skirt and blouse, and forming white crusty blotches on my legs, arms and belly. I glance over to Erno and see similar crusty spots on his shirt and hands.

 

I have a recurring flashback to one such “deposit” that happened the first time Erno took me there. There was a line up to fuck the Erna/Amber combination. One man was standing to the side, glaring at the sight of each successive penis vanishing between Erna’s thighs, then quickly glanced up at the “victim’s” face to see his expression when the penis vanishes enough to penetrate me. I noticed this man’s face began to look like he was about to cry. His penis, so erect that it was pointing nearly vertical to the ceiling, began to bounce up and down like a cantilever. Then all of a sudden a stream of semen shot out and lashed across my belly. Then another, and another, and another. The man’s face was contorted, but his eyes were fixed on the action taking place behind Erna’s legs. Have you ever seen a penis ejaculate spontaneously without anything touching it? It’s quite a sight, resembling a bratty kid spitting between his teeth bobbing his head up with each squirt … and it happens frequently at adult theatres.

 

In the mirror I see the face of a girl who just absorbed too many thrills too fast. I’ve seen faces like that before. Driving down skid row, you see those same faces on the crack addicts. The face of girls who absorb too many thrills too fast. That was me on the ride home every time. A face that would otherwise be way too pretty to be doing this. So I swear I’ll never do it again, sometimes even to the point of breaking up with Erno. But he’s unfazed, for he knows in a couple weeks I’ll get the “fever” back again … and so do I. And when I do I swear to myself, “ok, ok, just this one more time … this is the last time, then it’s out of my system”. But I know it will never be the “last time”. There will be no “last time”, for I am addicted to something so good that it can’t be described by words. And before Erno was out of my life, I would no longer be plagued with guilt over feeling so much enjoyment out of something so depraved.

 

Erno and I broke up when I moved away for college. It would be about a year before I returned to an adult theater. I was reluctant to go alone knowing the sexual feeding frenzy in which I am the feast. But eventually the “fever” would be too much for me to ignore, and, at age 19, I ventured into an adult theater in upper Manhattan … alone. And from that day on, the adult theater would become my sexual mainstay.

 

I heard from Erno on occasion. Shortly after I left he found another woman to take my place at the Queen Anne. We spoke on the phone a few times, and toyed with the idea of getting together again for adult theater adventures, but never did. We were now 100 miles apart, I didn’t need him anymore, and he had another woman. But I will never forget how I got my start.

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Doc here again... I am very interested in your comments for this report.  The Comments Section is open, so what is your take?

Many, many thanks to Amber Aldrich for her fine work on this article.  Please keep submitting reports and/or articles.

Thanks Amber!

Doc

Flash Report! Dry Clean Only Hits Rte 20 News in Rensselaer, NY

Doc here with a quick Flash Report from our good friend, Dry Clean Only.

I'll take mine with medium starch, please.

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Hello Doc,

Quick visit to the Route 9 & 20 News in Rensselaer, NY recently... Mid-afternoon weekday was my availability, unfortunately, but the clerk mentioned that lunchtime and 5p-7pm weekdays are the busiest.  

Rte 20 News / Adult World
Rensselaer, NY

When I was there, about 8 guys, all of the confused sort.  It's a weird place. The store is pretty small. There's an arcade which seems to be made out of old office cubicle dividers.  The "theater" is just another division of the large room with office cubicles separating it from the arcade, and there is an presentation-projector of a movie with about 15 movie theater style seats.  

 

You have to press a doorbell to be "buzzed" into the theater by a makeshift door at the back of the theater area.  Fluorescent drop-ceiling lighting, big storefront window covered with something temporary to conceal the view, but lets in a ton of daylight. Good, mostly discrete parking.  Safe neighborhood.  Definitely no allure of the Paris, Video Liquidators, Talk of the Town in Buffalo and Syracuse, or Adult World in Oakland.

 

Probably not worth the visit unless there's advance notice of our types of patrons. Very clean and well kept, though, throughout.  Hoping to drive through Toledo on an upcoming trip to Detroit, and Hartford on the way to Boston over the next couple months.  

 

Doc, there's another Video Liquidators on the south side of Buffalo by the General Mills plants.   Happened across it one day, and it had a number of cars there on an early afternoon weekday. May want to ask for some reports. Neighborhood is not good for after dark visits.

 

Best,

DCO

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Doc here again... Many thanks to Dry Clean Only for another great report from the Empire State (The Doc's old stomping ground). Keep up the solid work, sir!

Thanks,
Doc

Flash Report! Jersey Strong with The Black Hat @ Berlin News Agency, Berlin NJ

Doc here with a terrific Flash Report from senior reporter The Black Hat.

 

His port of call this week was Berlin, NJ, and he ventured to the legendary Berlin News Agency, as well as the Red Barn.

 

So parts unknown, weight unknown, I bring you The Black Hat...

 

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Doc,

 

Greetings from the Black Hat!  

 

Friday evening March 22, I made my way up 95 from the Carolina's and made a pilgrimage to Berlin, NJ.  First stop was Berlin News Agency.  I arrived at 9:20 PM and made my way to the theater.  There was a full house of guys surveying the scene and looking for any hint of action.  First thing I noticed was a fairly attractive Asian CD who was giving a dude a very serious, wet cock sucking. She sucked him like a champ and then lubed him up and finished him off with a nice hand job. A happy ending any AMP mama san would be proud of!  She made her way around the theater and pleased a few more both orally and manually before exiting.  

 

Berlin News Agency
Berlin, NJ

Next, a CD and a curvy African American girl entered and the CD immediately found a spot on her knees and sucked a few older guys why curvy girl talked on the phone.  I got bored and split for Red Barn News, where I suspected it would just be a manfest.  After paying my way and checking out the booths and theater I sat down to wait it out.  

 

About 5 minutes later, I hear a female chatting the counter guy up.  She enters the theater about 10 minutes later.  I put her at about 53, firm body, nice ass on the larger side and blonde hair.  She must have planned to rendezvous with two guys ahead of time because they all knew each other and got into it really quick.  She dropped down and sucked a well built dude of about 60 while a more petite gent of about the same age sat beside the other guy and felt her up.  They took turns fucking her while a good crowd of us watched and stroked. She made no eye contact with any of us which was cool, but I had places to go, so I watched a little longer and called it a night.

 

I returned to Berlin News on Sunday March 24, around 3PM and was treated to a great show.  3 couples in total in the theater.  One very attractive blonde, perfect body, maybe 36, had the interest of about 25 guys as she was naked and fucking and sucking all comers without condoms.  A nice guy of about 50 was her escort and jumping in and out of the fray.  I enjoyed watching them and they were still going strong when I left around 4:45!  

 

While this was going on, couple number two goes to the opposite quad.  A guy of about 65 was escorting a lovely young gal, maybe 25, good body, perky breasts and brown hair.  They were there to perform.  They stripped and she dove right for his cock sucking him to full command.  Then he proceeded to "fucking pound her" in several positions.  He came hard and they finished up about 25 minutes after they began.  They then walked over to watch the blonde vixen continue her gang bang.  

 

Couple three was my old friend "Ma Parker" and her husband (I think).  They were sitting in the main theater and wandered back to watch Blondie.  Several trips ago, Ma sucked me good while I was watching a gang band in progress but she was just looking to watch this time.  I hung a bit longer and called it a day. All in all a lovely visit to NJ and our many friends there in this thing of ours have bounced back nicely from the devastation of Hurricane Sandy.  

 

See you all on the turnpike!  Until then, be clean, be respectful and be cool.

 

I remain...The Black Hat!

 

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Doc here again.. Another 5-Star report from The Black Hat!  Thank you sir for your service the Journal and to this thing of ours.

 

Thanks,

Doc

Flash Report! One Shot @ CTs Adult Theater in Gary, IN on 4/6/13

Doc here with a great Flash Report from newcomer One Shot.  One Shot details a great evening at CTs Adult Theater in Gary, IN.

Hey Doc!

First time reporter, longtime lurker here. I was relaxing at home when my spidey senses went off. Its weird.

After doing this thing of ours for so many years sometimes you just know. The senses don’t stretch across country but in our own neck of the woods something starts a rumblin’. Were’ at home and the leg starts bouncing, too many commercials on TV, or whatever voodoo shit kicks it in gear but we know.

So I drove over to my local adult theater, CTs Adult Theater in Gary.  It was a comfortable crowd. A cd was working the guys who wanted it—not my thing. If it looks like a duck and walks like a duck, I say why not just wait for a real damn duck. But to each his own—its cool.

As I said it was a comfortable crowd. No couples. But the senses were still tingling. So I waited. And lo and behold “She cries when she cums hard” walks in.  I’m pretty sure she’s been mentioned on here before, with another gangbang . God yesssss!  She’s an attractive forty-something. Nipples like damn! Body like fuck yeah! Forgive me if I sound overly excited but I’d been trying to see her so many times. Anyway “She cries” and her husband, a clean cut black guy, walk in. She chatted up the staff.

CTs Adult Theater
Gary, IN

I noticed the black guy was her husband. I always scout the rings on couples. Here is my opinion: boyfriends and girlfriends are kinky, but married couples have nothing to lose. When they cut loose they get all the way wild and they stick around in “this thing of ours” longer. Just my opinion and fetish I guess.

It was a nice spring night in the Midwest. “She Cries” had on a black dress, halter style. They enter the theater. I follow behind trying to hide my “jackpot” smile. Her husband sits her in a theater chair. Ct’s is small so I don’t have to crowd them. I’ve been at this for a while. I give them their space.

Her husband stands in front of her. He pulls out his cock and puts it in her mouth. Immediately you hear the choir of zippers start in the dark back ground. It was funny because he didn’t seem like he was really into it so much as he was sending a signal that they were there to play.

He stood her up and she bent over her chair. Her husband started drilling her and making her moan. As he did it he was looking around the room, making eye contact and nodding guys up!

A couple of guys put on a condom and mounted up, one after the other. She made some of the greatest sounds ever. And then she wanted to be on the exam table.  Her husband guides her to the exam table. He announces that she loves hands rubbing all over her. And man, hands came from everywhere. She got goose bumps. She was a submissive and her husband kept giving suggestions. I thought it was distracting at first, but everything he said to do kept sending her over the edge.

Guy after guy pounced on her as she moaned while sucking cocks. She came a lot, and announced that she was squirting a few times. The guys suddenly looked down, so I think they got a surprise. But nobody made her cum hard enough to start crying. I swear to you. I heard about it. She actually cries when she starts to cum really hard. I heard that the owner of Ct’s has actually seen it. And some lucky guys have made her pussy scream tilt and light up. But when I stepped up she was warm and tight. Her skin was soft. Looking down on her utter enjoyment as she sucked cock was enough to make the best of us explode. And so it ended…

As soon as the momentum died down they were out of there. I heard they were coming back. But I had to go. My load was spent and I don’t recuperate like I used to. I only get one shot. There you have it, follow your nose friends, and always listen to your gut.

One Shot

 

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Doc here again...Many thanks to One Shot for a GREAT rookie report here at The Journal. Keep the hits coming, sir!

 

Thanks,

Doc

Blast From The Past: ChromeTool Reflects on the Grand Rapids Scene

Doc here with a long overdue Blast From The Past Report from regular contributor ChromeTool. In this Blast, he takes a look at the scene from his hometown of Grand Rapids, Michigan.

 

Enjoy this trip down memory lane...

 

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Good Day Dr. L,

 

I've been enjoying your unique brand of blog content for some some time now, and enjoying this thing of ours for a helluva lot longer. Thank You, Thank You, Thank You for all your splendid work in this regard!

 

I've been lucky enough to witness firsthand, the evolution of the local XXX Theater industry in the past 30+years. To sum it all up, Times They Are A Changing (Neil Young, 1973), and my hometown Grand Rapids (the second largest city in the great state of Michigan) has seen its fair share.

 

Now, for all you young-un's in the crowd, back in the day these theaters used actual reel to reel video tape projectors! You take a 4 foot tall machine, load it up with a 30" film reel, then hit the start switch to turn on the 1000 watt light bulb and start the clickitty-clack film feeder. Usually, it only took a minute or two to change flicks, unless stoner Andy was working that day. Otherwise he might take 6 minutes to change films, then end up with a machine jam-up where you literally saw the film melt on screen...  then after another 10 minutes of splicing and whatnot, you'd only have to ask him 3 or 4 times to focus the machine...

 

Those Were The Days (Mary Hopkins, 1968) and we had three excellent venues to visit back then:

 

The Burton Capri was originally a big screen feature film theater that probably sat more than 300. The place was HUGE. I recall watching the original Behind The Green Door and Deep Throat there a few years after they debuted. Couples were frequent, but playtime unfortunately was not. This probably had something to do with the 1/2 acre of seating and me being a newbie player...

 

The Red Barn was a converted fast food joint turned mini theater. It sat about 50 with a stage under the screen for "Live Strippers". It was way cool. For $6, you could watch porn for a couple hours, then get treated to a live show while being patient for the real thing. And these girls were some pretty hot pro's, traveling the country to strut their stuff (and make a few bucks on the side, or so I was told :).  Interestingly, I got more invites to go home with couples there than I had actual in-theater sexcapades.

 

The Cina-Mini was my favorite among the bunch. Nestled in a storefront on a old major thoroughfare, and sandwiched between a church and some old houses, this place made their patrons feel welcome. The old owner Earl, used to set a nice table of exotic liqueurs for all the regulars on Xmas eve and New Years eve. And, it's still open for business to this day! I saw a lot of action there over the years with the most memorable tidbits being:

 

- The lonely guy who brought in a different streetwalker every time to orally service all (I wonder what that cost him).

- The single gal who stepped out during the day from her home for the mentally ill. I'm not shitting you, she was goofy as hell too, but knew how to multitask with 3 Jimmy Deans while remaining seated the whole time (it's a real bitch while she's stretched out in her seat and you're trying to keep up the deep dicking at a 45 degree angle).

 

- The lady who wouldn't let go. She was a large woman with the biggest, flabbiest tits I've ever fondled in real life. Once she sucked you dry, she wanted to suck you RAW. I never saw anyone donkey punch her, but you had to literally pry her head off your meat and then check your package for bite marks (it was hilarious as hell to watch a first-timer get head from her).

 

- The Oriental Smorgasbord. Picture three couples. Then picture the trim Asian Hottie in the group with milk white skin and long black hair stripping naked. Next thing you know, she lays across the collective laps of the others in the group and they proceed to 100% work her over good. (WOW!)

 

- There was also one time when ex-wife #2 got extra tipsy, slipped into a fishnet body stocking and high heels, then covered up with a raincoat. We arrived at the Mini at prime time and turned the place into a zoo.... it was total barrel of monkey fun time! She probably should have left the raincoat on because it was raining sperm that night (In the end, I had to literally drag her outta there and a line of partially satisfied patrons begged to follow us home).

Oh yes those were the days my friends. May you always feel Forever Young (Rod Stewart, 1988).

 

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Doc here again... Many thanks to ChromeTool for the terrific Blast From The Past Report.  Keep cranking them out, sir.

 

Thanks,

Doc

Couple's Flash Report! M&S Hit The Art Cinema on Saturday 4/6/13 (w/PIC)

Doc here with a terrific Couple's Flash Report from senior Art Cinema reporters M&S. Their trip Saturday night to The Art yielded the following report

Enjoy...

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Hi Doc,

M&S coming to you from the greatest adult playground in New England, The Art Cinema in Hartford. We got there about 7:30pm,  and as we gave Tosho our admission he told us there was already 3 couples in the balcony. So up we went, and when we got up there we saw an older couple was sitting in our favorite seats under the lights and 2 other couples that we had seen 2 weeks ago under the lights as well.

All 3 guys were getting there cocks stroked, so "S" wasted no time in getting down to her fishnets and I got naked. And soon all 4 ladies were sucking their mans cocks. We soon decided to show the other couples what the balcony was all about, and I then bent "S" over and sent my cock to heaven. It was about 8pm when the balcony started to get busy, including the great showboating couple of M&C ( The Art Cinema Addicts). They actually caught S & I fucking in the bathroom lounge area near the end of the night. In total I believe 11 or 12 couples were in the balcony during the night.

The Real "S"

Another couple we met 2 weeks ago, I will call The Sox Fan, because of his backwards Red Sox hat and his VERY hot lady. They went between the balcony and the main floor 4 times - she is a real champ. Of the 15 -20 guys on the main floor every one of them I believe either played with her tits, pussy or got sucked (a real team player).

I had the pleasure of going down to the main floor and watching for a bit when I went to get "S" a candy bar. We saw some really hot couples we had never seen before but hope to see again. Of the other 3 couples under the lights with us the ladies only sucked and never got undressed.  The older guy sitting up in the back offered to help with "S" a couple times and was telling us about a swingers club called "The Farm" out near Harrisburg Pa. that they go to. As a matter of fact the older guy offered to help out a bunch of couples but had no luck, so back to getting sucked he went.

The fun continued after we left at 10:30, as "S" had to work Sunday morning. We are leaving for Florida next week on vacation, so can you recommend any go places to play near Disney, lol.

We hopefully will have a story or 2 from Florida when we return. Here are a few pics from past visits to The Art Cinema. 

Your faithful followers 
M&S

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Doc here again... Many thanks to the great M&S for another quality Flash Report from Hartford's Art Cinema.  Keep the reports coming, kids!

Thanks,
Doc

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