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Flash Reports: Portland and Gary, IN

Doc here with two Flash Reports from the top 2 adult theater markets according to the latest Power Rankings:  Portland, OR & Gary, IN.

Let's start with Portland.

Kittycat Kiss made a visit to The Oregon Theater and judging from the 1st person account she has provided, had a fun and cum filled evening in the theater on Division Street:
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June 5th, 2010 @ The Oregon


I got to the theater at 6 PM with my escort. We went right to the new couples section and began to play immediately. Knowing my escort is very much a boob man I flung my 40 D's out immediately. He enjoyed my nipples as the men looked on. There was more men there than usual for when I visit and they all looked
like they were enjoying the show (DUH). My escort also likes eating pussy, so down he went, MMM. It wasn't long before he sent me into orbit and I spread cum all over his face. Then he took a drink of the COLD water and douched my pussy with it, OMG that was intense.

While the water drained from my pussy he took it all back into his mouth then came up and kissed me, sharing. I gargled with it and swallowed it down, yummy, pussy water. He continued to lick and eat my pussy to several more orgasms, once I have the first one they cum easily. I was ready to suck on some cock so we moved closer to the edge of the couples section. When I bend over to take his cock hands were all over me rubbing my ass, caressing my nipples and fingering my wet hole. After sucking his cock a bit he brought out the toys from his "bag of tricks."

Started with a vibrating strap on that he used to fuck me with and brought me to an intense orgasm as the guys continued to caress my body and stroke their cocks all around me. After getting me off again, he brought out the BIG boy. (smiling) He had to work this one into my tight little hole, but fucked me with it as I was doggie on the couch, cocks in my face everywhere. There was one cock I just couldn't leave alone and sucked on him. But my escort wanted more pussy, so I lay back on the couch and he ate me some more to a few more orgasms.

I finally had to have some cock and had him lay on the couch. I straddled him and rode him until he filled my cunt with his load. OMG it felt so good to be filled up. Forgive me but not sure if at this point what happened next exactly, we played a bit more in the couples section, we were in there for about an hour. Finally Kitty was ready to take on all the cock I could get. Main_man was there and introduced himself with handing me a bottle of water, so once I headed to the table up front and I invited him to be the first to give me some cock.

Guys naturally followed to the table and continued to stroke their cocks and take their turns. Nothing like getting all I want, I got to admit I'm selfish when it comes to cock, I want them all, any place I can have them. Man after man fucked my cunt, some with condoms and some without. Generally I prefer condoms but this was a "bring it on" kind of night. Some even took my ass and filled it with loads, love that! The guys got me in every way, my ass at the end of the table, bend over the end of the table as I was standing, laying on the table and up on all fours on the table too. At one point as I was laying on my back on the table taking cock after cock, one bold man ( I like that) climbed over my face and let me suck his cock until he spilled his load all over my face. Now I have to say here that it was a HUGE load that covered my face and since I was a bit busy satisfying you all, could not get up and leave for towels to clean my face and eyes off, so thank you to the guys who brought towels and napkins and helped clean it from my eyes especially. And thank you all for not cumming in my mouth, a NO NO for Kitty.

So back to the events . . . . . How does one recall everything exactly as it happens, I mean I was there playing for 3 ½ hours. So I'll keep it general. For the rest of the night I mingled with some of the guests, men women and cross dressers too. Occasionally stopping to join my escort as he was playing elsewhere. I finally joined up with Juli, the blonde CD with a glowing mouth. She asked me to fist her ass, a first for me. So on the glove went ant I worked my hand into her ass. The guys gathered of course and I heard a comment, that "I have never seen that before." Glad that I could give you all something to enjoy, that I could fuck all the cock that I wanted or wanted to fuck me and that you all enjoyed the show. I had a blast and look forward to going back again.
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At CTs Adult Theater and Bookstore in Gary, IN, the "NOWWWW" flags sent out by the owner Pete were coming fast and furious on Saturday 6/5.  This quick note from poster "Jim and Mary" says it all:
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Hey Everyone!

If you weren't at CT's last night, then you missed the time of your life. There were so many women there that it was a buffet of anything you were looking for lol. The theater was so crowded that folks were fucking in the booths & giving blow jobs in the lobby lol.

Thanks again to Pete for giving us all a place to come & play!

Jim & Mary
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Doc here again...  It was one of those crazy weekends at both PDX and Gary that I wish I was there to observe and report.

Do you have a report you'd like to see on the pages of The God Doctor's Journal?  E-mail me at emiliolizardo1@gmail.com, and all your wishes will come true.

Thanks,
Doc

Monday Night At The Movies with The Good Doctor: The O'Farrell Theater (Now)

Doc here with Monday Night At The Movies.  I know.  It's Tuesday.  I get it.  Really.  Blogger was having technical difficulities that prevented any updating.  I had gotten this post ready last week, so all I would have to do is hit the "publish" button.  But nooooo...  Don't they know that I post a late Sunday night / early Monday morning article?  Don't they know my colleague, Major_Voyeur (http://majorvoyeur.blogspot.com/), has a regular Sunday night post? 

Speaking of Major_Voyeur's blog, you need to check this week's edition out ASAP.  Somebody had a very good vacation, and it wasn't The Good Doctor. 

Ok...Enough blabbing.  Here is this week's Monday...errrr...Tuesday Night At The Movies:
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Doc here with something a little different for this week's "Lizardo's Monday Night At The Movies".  This week we have a feature of two strippers who perform at The O'Farrell Theater in San Francisco. 

The O'Farrell was the location of the Mitchell Brothers (Jim and Artie) adult business enterprise.  From the pages of Wikipedia:

Opened as an X-rated movie theater by Jim and Artie Mitchell on July 4, 1969, the O'Farrell Theater remains one of America's oldest and most notorious adult-entertainment establishments; by 1980, the nightspot had become a major force in popularizing close-contact lap dancing, which would become the norm in striptease clubs nationwide. The late journalist Hunter S. Thompson, a longtime friend of the Mitchells and frequent visitor at the club, claimed to be its night manager in 1985. He called the O'Farrell "the Carnegie Hall of public sex in America" and Playboy magazine praised it as "the place to go in San Francisco!".

So grab your Twizzers and Mr. Pib and enjoy this week's feature presentation.

Doc

Flash Report: "Memorial Day Weekend at The Paris" by Brent in Portland

"Brent, @ Home, Wrapping Up Another Paris Report", circa 2010

Doc here with a brand new report from Brent in Portland.  Hailing from Parts Unknown, Brent is the Grand Marshall of  the "This Thing Of Our's" parade.  You always get your money's worth from Brent, and this report is no exception.  Phone the neighbors...Here comes Brent's report from The Paris in Portland:
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The Paris Theater is a private theater club for adults. It's located in downtown Portland Oregon near the corner of Third and Burnside, wedged between a smoke shop on one side and the world famous "Voodoo Doughnuts on the other side. Across Third Avenue is the night club, Dante's. Hundreds of people walk by
The Paris every day. Most of them have no idea what delightful mischief might be going on behind its double doors and that's good. The Paris Theater experience may not be for everybody but it may be for a lot of people who don't even realize it.

Because The Paris is a members only establishment and because people are advised that sexual activity may be going on, it is less vulnerable to the capricious whims of local politicians and law enforcement. Translation: The cops can't come into The Paris unless they join the club or have the permission of the owner. The good old Fourth Amendment is in full force at The Paris just like it is in your home. (wink wink nudge nudge).

To all the new members in the group, especially the ladies and the couples, I invite you to join The Paris Theater Club It costs almost nothing for single ladies and couples. After you get your membership card, go inside and make yourself at home. Relax ,get comfortable and, if you are in the mood, enjoy the intricate pleasures of adult theater sex, Paris style.

Some nights at The Paris are better than others for theater sex action . The unexpected and unplanned moments are the most memorable. That's why the" in and out" privileges that your membership offers you can be so useful. (he says with a straight face) You may find it dead and dreary at 8:30 and alive with couples and singles fucking and sucking all over the theater at midnight. When is the best time to go to The Paris for action? When it is open. When is the worst time to go to The Paris for action? When it is open. When are you most likely to meet at The Paris Theater, the attractive person or persons who will send you tingling to a lust-filled, wet-cunt,hard-cock, slithering, trembling, body-slumping orgasm? When it is open. When are you most likely to see, at The Paris Theater the person or persons that remind you of a Wal Mart check out line? When it is open.

This past Friday, I finished my shopping at Wal Mart and headed down to The Paris Theater to see what fun the beginning of The Rose Festival and The Memorial Day Holiday might bring. Around 9:30 a couple came into the theater. She was an attractive blond in her thirties dressed conservatively western sexy in designer jeans and boots. They sat and cuddled. At one point she bent over and gave him a blow job. Another couple came in. She was also dressed sexy but conservatively . She had dark hair and was pretty like Sydney Penny. She straddled her man. He pulled down her pants just far enough to play with her pussy. She was wearing a black thong .Her ass looked pretty good or at leas what I could see of it. She kept herself covered with her back to the crowd .He had her shirt open and played with her breasts. She grinded on him and was getting turned on but was hesitant to go any further. They left .It was quiet for a while.

Then a couple that I hadn't seen in a while came in. He is a big, bald headed guy who has been called Mr. Awesome by a few of the ladies. She is a nice looking, sexy woman who visits and enjoys the theater scene once in a while. I thought about saying hi to them but decided not to. (It's not all about me)

Another couple arrived at The Oasis (That's the couples section at The Paris). She was a little heavy but well put together. She had long hair and was wearing jeans and a shirt. She reminded me of "Lynn The Glory Hole Babe", who was one of the all time great glory hole girls. He looked like one of the members of Bare Naked Ladies. It was their first visit to The Paris. They kissed and cuddled and groped and grappled. She looked eager to start playing.. Meanwhile Mr. Awesome removed his ladies slacks and gave her a gentle finger massage between her legs. The two couples checked each other out from opposite ends of the
couples section. The new girl was naked,, Her body was soft and full. She sat very close to the entrance to the couples section and turned towards the guys so they could see her bare naked
pussy. She sucked his dick. He finger fucked her. They cuddled for a while. On the other side Mr. Awesome gave his woman "what fur?" with his slippery tongue.

Two more couples showed up. The guys were bald and well put together and their wives were hot cougar types, dressed in skimpy dresses. One was a petite blond who looked like Amanda Detmer.

The other woman had a very sexy body that had just starting to turn a little which, to me made it even sexier. She reminded me of a hot Tatum O Neal. The four of them played with each other as soon as they sat down. Both ladies got fucked by both guys and sucked both guys in return. The one who reminded me of Tatum got on one of the benches close to audience. She was on her knees  getting fucked from behind by one of the guys. I heard her say "You fuck so good" and "I am so wet" . Then I heard her say in a voice dripping with lust,"Touch me". I reached up to stroke her inner thigh but there was already aflurry of hands on ,in, and around her wet pussy She reached through the slats and grabbed the nearest hard dick, stroking it while she continued to get fucked.

By now all four couples were fucking and sucking. The girl in the corner was getting fucked doggy style by her man, the two hot cougars were getting fucked by their men and Mr. Awesome had the misses bent over. It was the highlight of the night, just the kind of four couple spontaneous adult theater sex action that makes The Paris such a fun place to visit.

The rest of the night was quiet. A few more couples came in but there was very little action that I remember.

I heard that after I left,, the hot red headed girl who looks like Alicia Witt and has a body like Marilyn Monroe came in. I was told that she put on a great show. The highlight of her visit, at least for one guy, was the hand job she gave him after he brought her a pillow. He offered her his pillow. She offered him her pillows.

She and her man came back again Saturday. She wore a black dress that showed off her great legs and world class tits ,They're "Cs" but they deserve an A Plus. She was there with many other couples. Saturday was a "Where did all these hot women come from?" kind of night at The Paris Theater. I also heard that The Oregon had a good turn out for couples, at least five showed up and, according to my sources all of them played.

I arrived at The Paris at 7pm and left at 5am. There was action from the moment I walked in until a little after 4am. The reason I didn't leave then was because there were still two couples in the couples section and I wanted to see if they were going to play or, better yet, play with the boys. i was dog tired yet at the same time I was exhilarated by all of the great heterosexual, bi sexual, and cosmo sexual theater action I had witnessed and participated in.

To start things off, around 6:45 a young couple came into the theater. He looked like a combination between Eminem and Jim Norton. She had brown hair, glasses and a soft young curvy body. I thought "Sarah Palin's trashy daughter". They were in and out of the theater most of the evening. She got naked and make a lot of dirty noise while they fucked and while he ate her pussy. He kept laying her down next to another woman who was in the couples section . I prayed to the theater gods that one of them would reach out towards the other one.

The other woman was a classy and sophisticated lady who reminded me of Condoleeza Rice or Diane Carroll. She and her man, a tall Tony Curtis type played for four hours, Saturday. She had a great body, small and fit. Her breasts were like olives with pimentos. Her legs were strong and shapely. The highlight of their visit, in my opinion, was when they stood against the wall of the couples annex,and watched a cute 19 year old newbie, entertain a number of guys on the exam table. Diane stroked her mans dick and watched the young girl. She had a dazed look of lust on her face. The guys hovered near her with their dicks in their hands- just in case. Nothing happened, but the sexual tension was palpable..

Eminem and Sarah Palin's daughter also came to The Paris on Monday evening. They sat on one of the couches in the main theater. And watched a lady get fucked bareback by a stranger directly in front of them. The lady is a regular visitor to The Paris, She loves to get fucked and filled. She is usually there on a weeknight. I think of her as "The Librarian" or The "Assistant Principal." She has a big, sexy body, big tits and strong legs. She will spend an entire evening ,fucking, until there is no one left to fuck. Monday, the younger couple must have been inspired by her activities because he ate her pussy and made her scream while the guys stood inches away from them.

Back to Saturday. The pretty 19 year old on the exam table who was taking on all comers had started out with her man in the couples section. She was a big lioness type with nice big babingas and an ample assarooni. She reminded me of Kate Winslet, or an English school girl. They sat in the couples section on one of the benches directly in front of "reach through row" and watched the sexy black lady get her pussy eaten etc.

Kate pulled up her shirt and lifted her skirt so the buys could reach through and play with her tits, ass and pussy. Her old man wondered if the guys could get up a little higher so she could get her mouth around their dicks. I suggested they move to the couples annex. Faster han you can say "stirrups" she was on her back on the exam table, sucking off one guy and getting fucked by another awkward lad. For the next hour her fat wet pussy was penetrated by penis after penis while she sucked and swallowed the choads that hovered near her face. Some of the members of The Paris gang also ate and fingered her succulent English muffin. I don't want to leave that part out.

It was her first visit to The Paris. I hope she had a good time.

As you can tell by now, Memorial Day Saturday was incredible. The guy who looks like an Indian Bob Dylan was there with his lady, a petite woman with brown curly hair. They got naked, fucked and enjoyed the action that was happening around them.

The California Blond came in to the theater. She is golden beach sexy like Christie Brinkley, Jennifer Annis ton and Sandra Bullock. She wrote about her visit in a previous post. Saturday, She wore classic theater slut clothes- black dress, black thigh highs and "come fuck me high heels" She moved her shapely ass towards us. What a sight; Her long legs were spread apart. Her naked ass and bare wet pussy undulated suggestively .

I reached in and put a finger in her vagina. She was wet and slippery. She turned towards us. We played with her tits while her husband fucked her. They played with another hot couple that had just arrived. We got a chance to watch her take a load of jizz all over her perfect tits. We watched her jack off one of the boys, the lucky stiff.

Next time she visits The Paris I hope she'll play with all of us so we can lay her on the bench, feel her body from the small of her neck to the bottom of her feet, slide our hard cocks against her smooth tanned skin and shoot our thick loads all over her breasts.
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Doc here again... You can check out the rest of the report at Brent's Theater Tails Yahoo Group (link located at the Link-O-Rama).  It's a must read!

Thanks Brent!

Doc

Flash Report! The Summit Street Theater/Bookstore in Warren, OH

Doc here with a quick review from the Summit Bookstore and Theater, as reported by a poster from Yahoo:
Summit Street Theater and Bookstore
645 Summit Street
Warren, OH

Wow what a great time at the Summit last night (June 4th). We had six couples there. We had halfpint, railroader,byggunz, Timmalory, Joanie, and a couple that frequents Summit ,Akron and Foster. Mostly known as the Cum Queen. She loves to do oral and then have guys cum on her tits. I met Joanie and was she ever a hot sexy lady. Three of the couples played and the other I think were just waiting for a chance for the couches. Wish they had more couches. But it was a great night, and this member left quite satisfied.
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I have added The Summit to the June Power Rankings because:

• This past week they have implemented an alert system on certain nights, ala The Paris "Flag" system and CTs "NOWWW" alerts. 

The Good Doctor will have to schedule a "House Call" to that area sometime soon. 

Do you have a report you'd like to see on the pages of The Journal?  Please e-mail The Good Doctor at emiliolizardo1@gmail.com

Thanks,
Doc

Justa Reply is Back! The Kansas City Scene in the 80's

Doc here with another outstanding report from Just-Reply, our intrepid reporter on the Kansas City market.  Take it away, Justa!
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 Back in the 80's there were several adult theaters in Kansas City. The Old Chelsea, The Dove and The Strand (which still exists, sort of) were the major ones. They would sometimes advertise in the back pages of the sports section of the Kansas City Star.

Come the 90s and there was a concerted effort to legislate all such businesses out of existence, yet at the same time the popular culture in general became much more coarse and debased. It's a phenomenon I find curious. Wish I could put my finger on the "why." Maybe in decades past women knew men were just going to be men, regardless, and let it be (and a few took advantage of it). Nowadays we've been stomped with the iron boot of Feminazism and ridiculous, overreaching efforts to "protect the children," even though prime time TV programming flows like raw sewage, "sexting" is the current epidemic, and girls with their ubiquitous "tramp stamps" casually hook up as the in thing to do. If she doesn't, she's like, so gay, girlfriend.

Visiting the Old Chelsea was like a trip back in time. You had to traverse a long, thickly carpeted hallway to reach the theater entrance. The hall was adorned with many large, faded, framed photographs of strippers who had worked the stage in years past; beautiful women in alluring poses wearing see-thru-nothings proudly sporting full muffs and '60s and '70s hairdoos. As is my usual luck, I missed the heyday of that scene, but had a good excuse-- I was a little too young then.

Meanwhile, there was Erotic City~~~

By the time I discovered Erotic City it had already been in full swing for several years. Located in a battered former convenience store, it sported the usual racks of movies, magazines, dildos, lotions, whips, smoking papers and other assorted flotsam common to seedier adult book stores everywhere. It also had a separate lingerie store, a big video booth area in the back, and a second-rate tittie bar upstairs.

The place was in a small slice of unincorporated county between Kansas City and Independence, an area the locals call "Dogpatch," which was home to a couple of junkyards and several run-down gas stations and houses. K.C. and Independence city ordinances did not reach there, which is how the place was able to operate as it did.

Even the hired help was seedy. A string of terminally bored and obnoxious women worked there through the years, some missing teeth, most of them pregnant off and on. Then there was a guy who sat the counter in the evenings. He was probably fifty and looked 70, had unkempt, scraggly slicked back hair, a complexion like burned oatmeal, and always wore a plain white, dirty t-shirt. He looked more like he should have been manning the coatcheck in Hell.

The thing that set Erotic City apart was the freewheeling video booth area. It was pretty much anything goes, and pretty much everything did go on back there. The booth area went through several iterations over the years. Very early on it had a small area of cocktail tables where people could meet and greet. The tables disappeared but then the booth variety got better. It had a mixture of small, one or two person booths, and larger "group" booths. For a few years some of the bigger booths had small, knee-high doors between them which were just big enough to step through and join people on the other side, and certainly big enough to play at if you wanted to remain separate. Several of the smaller booth pairs had glory holes, which appeared and disappeared periodically depending on LEO and county prosecutor focus.

Erotic City was horndog heaven. A constant procession of couples and very, very occasionally, single ladies passed through. There was so much pussy traffic that if you waited for a couple of hours, anytime of the day or night, something would come in you could doink. Many times you never had to wait that long. I went there over my lunch hour for years and if I showed up every day at noon I reliably soaked the sausage on average twice a week, and sometimes more often.

The standard M.O. was~ couple comes in, goes into a booth and shuts the door. You then would ascertain how things were progressing by putting your ear to the door crack. Incidentally, if you arrived late to the party you could usually tell if there was pussy in the booth just by listening at the door crack. Straight movies playing? Check. The booth light turned up a little bit (seen from the door crack underneath)? Check. A chick talking over the movie soundtrack? Check!

Then all you had to do was fight for a place in line and wait for the door to unlock. If the couple came to play, once they got sufficiently warmed up (a few minutes to a few hours later) the door would unlock, you'd go in and partake of whatever flavor of goodness they were up for, and be on your merry way. Repeat when horny.

It seems all good things must inevitably come to an end and so did the video booth heaven at Erotic City. By the mid-nineties several factors combined to run most of the couple traffic off. First, the always present gay crowd began to view the booth area as their personal playground, not to be sullied by the likes of women They'd tell the management the ladies were charging money and get them thrown out. Second, they hired a gay security guard, who, in cahoots with his gay buddies, ran lots of women out of there. Third, AIDS became a nagging worry which scared many off. And fourth, the rise of the Internet made it possible for people to hook up online.

The death knell sounded when some guy began bringing his underage stepdaughter in for gang-bangs. Must've been a phase they were going through as after several episodes they quit coming in. Actually it was like that with most couples. You'd see them frequently for a few weeks or months, then they'd be gone, never to return. Anyway, several years later the stepdaughter outed Mr. Stepfather as to what they'd been up to years earlier during that brief period. Mr. Stepfather went directly to jail, did not pass go, nor did he collect his 200 dollars. That was enough to finally galvanize the county into action and laws were swiftly enacted which effectively killed Erotic City. A sleepy ABS still exists in the original storefront, but the booth area is closed for good.

Gone but not forgotten, as I'm sure many a local hobbyist would attest.

Blast from the Past: Dr. Luv Comments on the NYC scene in the 70's

Doc here with a comment so good that it deserves it's own space to live and breathe.  Dr. Luv (I always appreciate comments from other medical professionals) left this comment in response to this week's "Monday Night at the Movies" feature on Times Square in NYC.  It is all sorts of awesome.  Take it away Dr. Luv:
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The YouTube vid of NYC in the early seventies reminded me of my first trip to New York in 1975 – the start of my own obsession with this “thing of ours”.

Coming from Canada, not only had I never been into a porno movie house (hardcore was illegal here at the time) I’d never seen hardcore pornography of any kind. The friend that I had gone down with suggested that after we checked into our hotel, (the Carter Hotel on west 43rd...still there...still a dump) we might want to peruse the porno.

Intrigued by the idea, I agreed and off we went to the first place we saw around the corner on 42nd street (I think it was the Bryant) paid our admission and found our way to our seats. This was a BIG theatre and was impossibly dark except for the somewhat fuzzy action on the screen. I was transfixed by the graphic sex onscreen and oblivious to my surroundings. After about 10 minutes, our eyes had adjusted to the lack of light and we could better see the dark recesses of the entire theatre. And what we saw blew our tiny little minds.

People were having sex with each other. Men were giving each other blowjobs, women were taking on one man after another and couples were watching, blowing, fucking and revelling in a scene my own imagination had never envisioned could possibly exist. I was like a kid in a candy store and the candy-store clerk had gone outside for a smoke.

There were about 6 couples (this was early on a Friday evening) and at least one single woman plus about 30-40 guys. One couple looked like they had just got off the bus from the farm. I remember he was wearing white shoes, plaid pants, bolo tie and a white short sleeved shirt. She was naked, a big-boned girl, plain with huge floppy tits kneeling backwards on the seat with a black guy fucking her for all he was worth. At the same time, she was sucking off a line-up of guys standing in the row behind her seat.

The reason I remember this so vividly was that her husband wasn’t watching her getting fucked (like we all were) but instead seemed more interested in watching the movie. I remember her swallowing my joint and giving me an enthusiastically sloppy blowjob which (unlike my girlfriend back home) culminated in her swallowing every drop of my baby batter. I had now been in the theatre 20 minutes.

In another part of the theatre, my friend was getting a blowjob from a husband and wife team who were admiring his young body (we were both only 19) and the impressive dimensions of his erection. People were in various state of dress and the smell of poppers (amyl nitrates popular with gay men) permeated the air. I was transfixed. And then the lights came on.

I freaked and went to find my seat followed closely by my friend with his pants still pulled half-way down. What followed was not the police (as I had expected) but a young couple who walked up on stage, pulled over an old mattress and then proceeded to fuck each other- following the positions in the kama sutra from page one to 47. Meanwhile, the entire audience had moved into the first few rows of seats. At some point, the couple finished, stood and were applauded. The lights went back down. Sex amongst the audience continued.

I don’t remember much else of what I did in NYC that first trip – aside from my indoctrination into the cult of theatre sex - but I think I saw the inside of almost every theatre on the strip between Broadway and 8th avenue over the next 4 days.

Since then, I have hunted out every porn theatre on the continent and have seen and participated in head-popping perversions of every variety. But I will always fondly remember that evening in NYC...and how it hooked me into this “thing of ours”.
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What can The Good Doctor say but "Wow!"  Awesome report and trip down memory lane and right into Times Square.
 
Special Note:  Dr. Luv, please contact me directly at emiliolizardo1@gmail.com

Monday Night At The Movies: Times Square In The Late 70's

Doc here with Monday Night At The Movies... Tonight is another short documentary about Times Square in the early 80's.  This feature has some nice close-ups of some of the classic old porn palaces of that era in NYC.

Enjoy.

Doc

Blast From The Past: The Colony in East St. Louis by Justa Reply

Doc here with a Blast From The Past from one of our newest field reporters, Justa Reply.  The Colony Theater & Cocktails has been the subject of several reports, but this one from Justa paints a vivid picture of one of our favorite haunts.

Submitted, for your approval, is Justa's report:
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East St. Louis was several hours away from me, but I made it to The Colony Theater a couple of times in the mid-90s. Haven't been back since, but from reading internet posts here and there I don't think it's changed too much.

The Colony was sort of a combination swinger club/adult theater-- at least it had that feel. Had a bar area with a pool table, and a "couples only" area through a closed door off the bar area. The other end of the building contained three theaters (probably about 150 seats each) and a "couples only", locked theater room (couples had to "rent" a room key when they paid to enter the theater). The whole place was rather run-down-charming in a '70s sort of way. They had one rule-- you had to wear some type of "dress shirt," ostensibly to keep up some sort of standard even though it was a porno palace. Any short of shirt with a collar would do fine.

First time I went I got there too early, later finding out from the regulars the action didn't start until around midnight. Between roaming sessions I periodically stood at the back of the main theater and got to talking to a nice guy and fellow hobbyist. After a while he began periodically asking, rather crossly and to no one in particular, when the action was going to start. I asked him if he'd ever been there and not gotten at least something. He shot a perplexed look off into space for a moment. "No!" he said.

After while a couple ambled into the theater. They went down about half way and the wife, a big boned ole gal, flopped into a seat and promptly started sucking cock. Took about five seconds for her to collect about a dozen guys around her, all with their cocks out getting ready. She didn't do much for me but I did enjoy the spectacle for a bit, and was about to turn away but stopped short-- this little, scrawny, oldish guy, about 5'5" and around 60 years old, pulled out a sausage that made John Holmes look like a piker. While having a "holy shit" moment staring at that massive slab of man-meat, I nearly missed the entrance of the second couple.

A nice looking woman about 40 strode purposefully down the isle, husband in tow. She was just beginning to put on some middle-aged weight but was still attractive and curvy. She quickly walked about five rows down, suddenly turned left and headed down a row, then I saw her cigarette ash glow yellow with one last drag, and she sat down. I took one last look at Horse Cock, then headed up to the newcomers. By the time I got there she had her feet propped on the row of seats in front of her and a guy was already between her legs pumping away. Both tits were exposed and she was reaching up behind her with both hands, stroking a cock in each. Two other hands were squeezing each nipple. I got in line.

I think I was number three or four. When it was my turn her pretty ankle raised up like a railroad gate crossing and I walked in, flopped to my knees and slid home. She'd already been cum in several times by then and that silky-smooth wetness was like erotic heaven. Sensory overload ensued and I quickly hosed another load on top of the existing ones, staggered to my feet, and went out for a breather. Got a drink of water, cooled down, caught my breath, then looked back in. She was still at it with a crowd of guys bunched around her.

By then the sudden, predictable change had come over me and I wasn't horny anymore so I left the theater and hung out in the bar for quite a while. Along about 2:00 A.M. the place started to wind down. I headed out, but took one last look in the main theater on my way. By then most everyone had left, but there was another mid-40-ish gal in there, bent over the back of a seat, with some guy banging into her from behind. Her husband looked on with a grin. She took it for a few minutes, then said, "that's enough. I gotta be in Sunday school in a few hours."
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Thanks Justa for the fine report! 

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Doc

Blast From The Past: "The White Limousine" by Brent in Portland

Doc here with a classic Blast From The Past by the poet laureate of "this thing of our's", Brent in Portland.
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Brent at home, circa 2010
 
This little post is about The Pussycat and The Studio Theaters in Buena Park, California, back in the early 1990s . I would drive down from Visalia listening to "Welcome To The Boomtown" and would feel a rush of adrenaline as I drove over The Grapevine down I-5 through Los Angeles traffic to The Beach Blvd exit.
 

I'd head first to The Studio where Howard Stern would be playing on the TV in the lobby and the amount of action inside the theater was directly proportional to the number of people hanging out by the concession stand. I'd go into the super clean bathroom (crushed ice in the urinal),clean up a little and then open the doors  to the theater. A sexy prerecorded female voice would welcome me inside the auditorium, where two movies played simultaneously on three screens. The place was always crowded, especially on weekends. There was no couples section so the couples were scattered around the theater Sometimes it was easy to find out where the action was by the crowd clustered around. I don't remember there ever being as much actual fucking and sucking as there is at The Paris- a lot of that would take place in cars in the parking lot behind the building (a form of dogging) or at one of the nearby motels, but I remember there was always something going on.
 

Down the street was The Pussycat Theater. It was older and more run down than The Studio. I remember one night watching a very pretty blond with frizzy hair,and a sexy body fuck and suck about 6 guys right in the middle of the theater. She was very high and very horny and she exuded that high and horny energy that is so endearing. She really didn't care who fucked her or whose dick she sucked and she took no precautions, whatsoever. I still remember how pretty she was. In my minds eye, she was wearing a frilly white dress and had a red ribbon in her hair. Actually she wore a jean skirt and top, both of which she unbuttoned when she sat down. Within ten minutes the guys were on her like saliva on a cigarette.

Another time a man pulled up to The Pussycat in a white limousine. He brought a lady into the theater where they played for a while and met another couple. The four of them played in the theater and the action was just getting good, when, suddenly, they decided to move the party to the Cadillac. I'm not sure how it came to pass (I think I begged) but I, along with a few other guys from the theater, ended up back in the limo watching the couple that had been in the theater fuck and suck each other while animal porn played on the VCR. The man who owned the limo asked this pretty model- like black girl (where did she come from?) if she wanted to suck my dick. I don't recall if she was his girl friend or what- but she bent over and started sucking my Johnson. As soon as I got off they drove me back to my car. I really didn't want to leave the party but it was obvious, by the open door and the foot kicking my ass, that they wanted me to leave. Oh, well. That was one hell of a consolation prize. I got into my car and started to drive, imagining the orgy that was going on inside that white limousine
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As always, no one spins a yarn like Brent.  Thanks once again for the contribution.
 
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Doc