Back to School Party @ The Art Cinema on 9/20/14: Report #4: H-Man Reports from The Front Line w/PICS

Doc here, a man who some say once kayaked from Albany to Buffalo, wearing only biker shorts , my aviators, and a sombrero, with Report #4 from the huge Back to School Party at Hartford's mighty Art Cinema.

Senior reporter H-Man was deeply embedded in the trenches,  with notebook in hand (at least until the end of the evening, but more on that later), and has filed this report with the news desk here at The Journal.

Here he is, the very dashing H-Man, with his outstanding report...

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Doc,

Over a month ago, since the announcement of the “Back to School Party” at the #1 Art Cinema, I circled the date on my calendar.  I was not going to miss this spectacular event!  The blog announcement, the clock countdown, the messaging went wild!  The anticipation, wait, and possibilities were playing mind games with many! AND…it didn’t disappoint anyone!!!

Just the fact that the Good Doc was going to host the event would bring out naughty schoolgirls and teachers (with their “stiff rulers”) from all points North, South, West and East of the #1 ART Cinema!!!  It was going to be a night for the ages!!

I knew the theater would be jammed, so I headed north earlier than normal.  I arrived around 6PM and just as I thought the main and side streets around the ART were already beginning to fill.  Once inside I was greeted by Ernie and his friendly staff (Nik and Tosh).  They were ready for the night ahead.  We exchanged greetings and caught up with small talk and the anticipation of the night ahead.

Art Cinema
Swag Bags

As it drew close to 7PM…it was like the flood gates opened.  Couples, single males, single females, walked through the door one after another.  The guest list was never ending…T&A, Rick and Ashley, Bella, MILF Kat, Natasha, M&S, Spicy Wife and the list goes on. The outfits were unbelievable….plaid skirts, white blouses, thigh-highs, knee-highs, saddle shoes, bobby-socks, and more.  Even the teachers came equipped with their “rulers”…no I mean the one you use to measure or maybe I mean the one to spank a naughty schoolgirl. 

Whichever, all the stops were being pulled out and the guests were really into the night to cum…oops!  While the Doc was welcoming the guests.

I entered the main floor and before I even got to the center aisle…it was a madhouse.  There were so many scenes right in front of me.  In one corner there was a naughty schoolgirl giving oral exams; in another there was one with her legs pinned back to her ears and there were quite a few males taking her temperature; another schoolgirl bent over a seat taking a pounding from behind, a cock in her mouth and one in each hand.  As I walked down the aisle, there were more activities occurring in the right corner….

The moaning, groaning, the sounds of naughty schoolgirls being spanked, and those sweet sounds we are all too familiar with were echoing throughout the theater!!  As I turned around and looked up to the balcony, I couldn’t believe the activity and number of couples!  It was standing room only!  There were schoolgirls bent over the railing being spanked, their breasts bouncing up and down and side to side, and their pussies be pounded.  Under the blue light there was a naughty girl kneeling before her teacher taking her punishment and the teacher had a big smile.  Doc, there was more nudity and sex than a dozen live porno films.

Bella

As I started to walk back up, in comes the “the insatiable Bella”…with her man Mr. E!   That woman attracts a crowd…she was like the piper with a trail of men just waiting for her to sit down.  Once she did, the black dress was around her mid-section.  Her boobs were for all to see, touch, and feel.  Her treasured triangle was as shaved and smooth as ever.  Before you knew it, there was someone between her legs, one cock in her mouth, and others waiting(hoping) to have a turn.  Bella never disappoints!  She has a magnetism that attracts the masses and a body that doesn’t quit. 

As this was happening, in walked a schoolgirl with her significant other.  He sat one row behind her, as she sat herself down under the white lights.  It was a free-for-all!  She spread her legs and in a split second there was a tongue working feverishly.  Her head went back and the sounds…well, I don’t need to tell you!  Boy can that woman pant, scream, and orgasm and orgasm.  She took a deep breath and was off to satisfy anyone within reach.  To her credit she stayed put for what seemed like hours.  I don’t know how many she sucked, swallowed, or fucked…but it wasn’t a teachers punishment but more like  orgasmic pleasure!! 

In another scene, one naughty girl had cum covering her breasts…her hands….her thighs.  Another woman was sitting naked and there were three men deep trying to get to her...a cock in the mouth, a head between the legs, a cock in each hand….and she did not say no to anyone.  There was a woman for all ages and none of them were shy to pleasure or pain!   

After a few hours, I sat down about half way down the aisle.  Watching and listening to the sights and sounds of what seemed to be an all-out orgy!  The visions engraved in my mind while the sounds reminding us all of the activities occurring.  It was later in the evening, when a man wearing his medical white coat and aviators was escorting a scantily clad, beautiful lovely medical assistant/naughty schoolgirl down the center aisle. 

I watched as they made their way to the left side of the theaters main floor.  The lovely medical assistant was prepping a patient for a procedure (and you thought this was just about schoolgirls).  She was using her oral skills to make sure he was at attention.  As she bent over, I noticed she had lost her panties (or maybe she just shed them).  It was a sexy sight. Her skirt over her ass…with only her white socks….she was in all her splendor…naked.  I approached the good Doctor and started to  have a conversation when he said “this is a private scene”.  As I started to walk away…..I was told…no not you, you have Executive VIP Privileges . Then I heard from beneath the seats…"you stay".    

It was after midnight when the Theater had emptied and the doors closed on another MAGNIFICENT event!   88-Couples; 6-single females; and dozens of males.  It was well planned…advertised…attended….and a BIG Thanks to the Good Doctor, Ernie and his staff.  THE ART CINEMA is the #1 Adult Theater!!!!  For those who did not attend…I strongly recommend attending a future event or just visiting the ART!  It is well worth your time…and your body will thank you time and time again!

To all those “naughty schoolgirls”, thank you for blessing your beauty and nakedness to all those to see!  I hope you learned your lesson and took your punishment well and couldn’t sit down for days!

Doc, till the next time!  Best….

H-MAN

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Doc here again... H-Man, once again you have outdone yourself.  You did an excellent  job capturing the frenzied vibe of the evening, which at times bordered on sensory overload. A true night for the ages.

Thank you for your very kind words sir, and I know one very naughty schoolgirl that loved every second she spent with you. Whether is was grinding into you as you brought her to one squirting orgasm after another, or the personal chat you had with her afterwards, you had her undivided attention. 

Thanks again to the dashing H-Man for this awesome report!

Doc

Field Report! Pat Wilson on The Lido Theater in Dallas

Doc here, a man who some say "keeps it real", when in fact, only my finely coiffed mustache is real, with a check in from an old friend of The Journal, Pat Wilson.

Pat's original website covering this thing of ours, Adult Theater Review, was the first adult theater website I remember visiting back in the early days of the net as we now know it. As a veteran of the scene, Pat's authoritative words are always spot on.

Pat checked in over the weekend while I was still doing my Merv Griffin thing hosting the Fire & Ice Party at 15th Ave. Adult Theater in Chicago, and has filed this report.  It's a great read.

Take it away, Pat!

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Emilio:

Just wanted to re-initiate our correspondence, and to thank you for all of the outstanding work you've done over the past few years promoting the adult theater community.  When I started writing the Adult Theater Review in the mid-1990s, I always hoped that there would be someone who would assume the responsibility to disseminate current. accurate information on all of the theaters in the country, along with an interactive method of sharing experiences and events.  You've done all that and more, and I want to thank you most profusely.

After I gave the Adult Theater Review materials to some friends in Kansas City who published www.showingoff.com
(now defunct), I moved to an area in which there were no theaters, where I lived for about 15 years.  Other than 2 or 3 weekend trips to Portland every year (during which I always made sure to take Brent out for the best steak in town), and the occasional visit to the steadily deteriorating situation in Tampa, I haven't really patronized too many theaters.

The Lido Theater
Dallas, TX

Anyway, I recently relocated to Texas, and had the opportunity to make a couple of trips to the Lido in Dallas, which I wanted to describe to you.  The Lido features two theaters, each with about 100 seats.  The downstairs theater shows all-male movies during the week, and regular films on weekend.  The upstairs theater shows regular films all the time, but it is (in effect) restricted to couples on Friday and Saturday evenings.

My two visits both took place on weekdays, so I was able to go upstairs and see the action.  Along the hallway that terminates at the theater, there are about 8 lockable private rooms, each with couches and a small-screen TV for watching movies.  Most of the action takes place within these rooms, and there's a very good reason why:  the single-male patrons of the Lido are unusually aggressive, and tend to swarm around any woman who even shows a hint of activity, even if it is obviously intended for her companion.  One good swarm generally drives the couple into a private room, sometimes alone, sometimes with invited guests.  But rarely does anything serious take place in the theater (at least on weekdays).

On both of my visits, 3 or 4 couples -- aged anywhere from mid-20s to late 50s -- showed up at the theater.  Most of them started to play, got swarmed, and then left in semi-panic.  If you're lucky, you might get to see 10-15 minutes of action, and then hope you're selected to be invited into a room, although the single male patrons are very aggressive on this issue as well.

I have heard that the weekends are wonderful, and frequently draw 50-75 couples during the evening hours.  On weekends, there is activity both in the theater and the private rooms, and it lasts well into the night.

I'd like to visit the theater during a weekend evening, but (alas) my long-time girlfriend, who was my companion (and fellatrix) at many theaters in the 1990s -- including such classic locations as the Regency in Sacramento, the Grady theater (now Fantasyland II) in Tampa, and the Monroe in Rochester -- has informed me that she will no longer accompany me to adult theaters.  I am truly heartbroken.

So if there are any women in the Dallas area, preferably in their 40s or 50s, who would like to be escorted for a weekend evening at the Lido, please feel free to write me at wilsonpat@yahoo.com.  (Put the word Lido in the subject line, please.)

Anyway, please keep up the fine work.  I used to receive many e-mail messages when I published the Adult Theater Review (almost twenty years ago!), so I know that there is a substantial audience for all of the things you publish, whether it is theater information, stories recounting experiences in theaters, or feedback from visitors to the venues.

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Doc here again... Thank you for the kind words, Pat! We appreciate your review of The Lido and what to expect when visiting there. I know of one particular naughty girl (Hi Snowy!) who visits during typically off-hours, and has submitted reports chronicling her adventures. Being a 24/7 facility, fun could happen at any time.

We look forward to you next adventures, sir.

Thanks,
Doc

Couple's Flash Report! "The Last Day of Summer" at The Paris Theater by Gemini on 9/21/14

Doc here, a man who some say owes this incredible lady a drink, with an outstanding Couple's Flash Report from the Paris Theatre in downtown Portland.

Our reporter, the vivacious and lovely Gemini, is a very good friend of The Good Doctor. She is the total package folks: A smart, funny, sinful, and insatiable woman who loves this thing of ours. My first encounter (of hopefully many) with Gemini at The Paris back in July was nothing short of mind blowing. It was so intense, I almost lost one of my fancy wingtips in the frenzy.

 

As Summer drew to a close this past week, Gemini chose to celebrate it at The Paris with several very lucky men. With her awesome hubby Jordan looking on (Hi Jordan!), Gemini held court at this historic theatre. And by hold court, I mean fucked 4 gentlemen senseless.

Gemini-style.

Take it away, good looking!

 

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Doc,

It was the last Sunday of the summer, and I was in the mood for a little theater fun.  I sent out a feeler on Brent’s to see if anyone would be inclined to play indoors on this beautiful warm day. 

Preparing for the theater is almost a ritual now.    The music, the long shower, the clothing selection, and the dabs of my favorite perfume – all of this stimulates my senses as I wonder what is to come.

The
Real Gemini

I leave the house in a flirty deep pink skirt, and a white blouse unbuttoned very low to reveal a deep pink demi-bra to match.  Nude colored high-heels finish off the look as Jordan and I head out.

We arrive at the Paris and I see someone I want to spend a few minutes with, so I ask the clerk to hold off on flying a flag.  He obliges and I show him my, um, appreciation.

There are only a couple guys in the place and it is easy to take my man of interest to a quiet place.  I sit as he stands before me.  Without a word we look at each other as he undoes his belt buckle and jeans and I unbutton my blouse.  We’ve done this before.  We know what we like.  His cock is released and I take a moment to gaze at it.  It’s near perfection.  And I know in a moment I will run my tongue along the tip and it will be like running my tongue along a sweet slice of pear.  Delicious and firm. 

I lick my lips and begin – trying to lube his cock with my saliva.  He asks if he can come in my mouth and I answer “yes”.  My mouth wraps around his head as I do my best to get it as deep as possible.  But it is no use - he is so thick.  I continue to lick as he unwraps a condom.  As he slides it on, I get on my hands and knees as he likes me. He enters me slowly from behind as my body welcomes him in.  There is nothing like the first penetration. We synchronize our movements – slow and rhythmic – keeping time to an unheard song.  The pace and intensity builds as he grabs the back of my hair and pulls my head back.  “Use me,” I whisper.  I hear him moan as he releases inside of me. 

The Real Gemini

I make my way to the lobby and freshen up completely before going into the theater. A “Gemini Flag” gets flown as I grab a couple towels. There are still only a couple guys inside, mostly into each other, so I go into the Oasis with Jordan and Brent to wait.  I don’t even have time to sit down and B walks in.  Oh my gosh, I am so glad to see him!  It’s been a while and I LOVE the way he feels inside me.  He is the sweetest man ever, and I can almost see him blushing in the dim lights as I greet him with a tight hug and a kiss on the neck. 

I know he is shy and needs a minute, so I let him go sit down.  Jordan and Brent decide to go sit in the front row of the theater and catch up.  As B sits alone at the front of the Oasis rail, I lean over to talk to him.  He immediately stands and I unbutton my blouse for him.  I can hear his breath coming faster as the adrenaline starts to hit, and I invite him into the Oasis. 

We kiss, hug, and run our hands over each other.  I undo his pants and grab a pillow for my knees.  Pants around his ankles, I begin to worship this enormous member of his.  But not wanting him to fall over, I have him sit on the towel I laid out for him.  He then asks what he can do for me.  “Oh, B, I can’t wait to have you inside of me,” I say.  He jackets up, and I climb up to straddle him.  Just before he penetrates me, he says, “You know I would really love to taste you before we do this.”  “Oh gosh, it’s right there! But of course I will give you what you want,” I reply. 

We switch places and he delicately licks between my thighs.  He continues working me up more and more, and when he is ready, he climbs on top of me.  Now I’ve got my right leg straight up against the wall and the other heel on the ground as he fills every millimeter of me.  With every stroke, I moan with pleasure.  I’m not sure how he did this, but while continuing to pump me, he sat up enough to reach down and rub my clit.  Of course, he could not keep this position too long, so I replaced his hand and stimulated myself as he continued on.  The feeling was so powerful that I was overcome with a seismic orgasm which rocked me to the core.  I let out a scream that filled the theater.  A second wave came in soon after with the same effect.  Unfortunately, the crowd started to gather at the rail and B’s shyness overtook him so we had to stop.  I was obviously satisfied, but poor B was left without a happy ending.  (I am so sorry!  I’ll see if that quiet place is available next time, ok?)

The Real Gemini

By now the flag was taking effect and men were coming into the theater.  I headed down to join Jordan and Brent at the Arena Table.   It was a little strange for me, though.  Many of the men were coming in and stripping down presuming I was going to play with them.  This had never happened to me before.  Anyone who knows me, knows that I typically play with one or two men I know, and one or two new men.  It wasn’t until late that evening when I read Brent’s posting: “Gemini is at the Paris and she needs your dick!”  LOL!!!  That explains a LOT.  So right now I would like to apologize to anyone who came down thinking I was taking on all comers and were left unsatisfied.  I didn’t understand what was happening, and I wasn’t trying to be a snob!!

I sat between Jordan and Brent as I tried to get my bearings.  Finally, I climbed up on the Arena Table and the Mechanic was there in a flash.  I didn’t recognize anyone else, and he never fails to please, so we began what would turn out to be a marathon fuck session.  A bearded man moved to the seats nearby to get a better view. 

I began by sitting on the edge facing the big screen with my legs spread out like the splits.  He stood between my straddle while I bent over to suck his cock.  I know he likes that, but he enjoys fucking more, so we moved to the long end of the table. He chose to begin with me missionary style at the edge.   The one thing I’ll say about the mechanic – he is like the Energizer Bunny…well maybe even a jack rabbit.  He will pound you until you beg for mercy. 

I turned my head to the side to see the bearded man stroking a delicious looking cock.  I invited him over so I could suck it and wouldn’t you know…it is barely in reach of my tongue.  Tease me!  I strain to lick him and pull him over me with his head pointed towards my feet.  I can’t suck him from this angle, BUT I can lick his entire cock including his balls.  I can hear him gasping as I swallow up his balls and run my tongue around them.  He is hard as a rock and I wonder if he is going to cum right then and there.  (Which, by the way, I would take as a compliment.)  He doesn’t though, and as the Mechanic takes a break I invite him to take his place.  

He suits up and enters my wetness in a heartbeat.  I can already tell this is another nice fit and I am four for four today.  I love the way he looks in my eyes as he pumps in and out of me.  He feels absolutely incredible and I squeeze my eyes shut to relish in the moment.  Looking back at his face, I can tell he’s holding back.  “I need to cum,” he confesses.  “Cum for me then,” I say.  “You don’t mind?”  “Not at all….please cum for me!”  As he pumps faster, the climax comes and he orgasms inside of me.  So intense!

I take a moment to regroup and rehydrate.  Standing by the fan, my skirt flies around and I try to maintain my balance on the steps.

After a short time, the Mechanic resumes his spot but decides to have me face down.  In my heels, the Arena Table is the perfect height to bend over on it.  And the Mechanic is the perfect height to enter me.  He is a gentleman, but there is nothing shy or timid about him and he lets me have it porn star style.  Plowing into me, his cock buries further than my body will allow.  Harder and harder.  Faster and faster.  I almost ask him not to go so deep, but at the same time the orgasms come one after another.  I gush and I cum. I gush and cum some more, panting and screaming all the while.  This is so extreme; I don’t know how much I can take.  With my skirt pulled up, he begins to spank my ass.  Not too hard, but enough to find it wildly erotic.  He fucks me for an eternity until I’ve lost count of my orgasms.  Or was it just one big long one??  Finally, he pumps me with a frantic frenzy and I can hear him moan as he cums with large deep thrusts.

I am now sweating, exhausted and dizzy as I fall to a crouch at the end of the table.  I’m sure I have hyperventilated and try not to pass out.  Luckily I don’t, but it takes me a few minutes to recover this time.  Once I can stand, I cool off in front of the fan again.

Jordan and I head to the lobby and someone asks for some playtime.  I have to refuse, as I have been worked over like a community garden in the spring.  The Paris did not fail me on this last summer weekend, and I am looking forward to my first visit of the Fall.

Anticipating,

~Gemini 

“So slide over here

And give me a moment

Your moves are so raw

I’ve got to let you

You’re one of my kind.”

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Doc here again... Wow! I can't thank Gemini enough for the incredible report. Keep them coming... And yes, I owe you that drink!   ;o)

Thanks,
Doc

Smut for a Sunday Evening: Gloryhole Edition with 50 Naughty Pics!

Doc here, a man who some say was once the spokesman for Serranto's Pizza back in his New York days. His catch phrase "Ladies, if you are getting drilled in a back alley, ask for Serranto's Pizza" was legendary.

Well kids, it's time for another edition of Smut for a Sunday Evening.  My name is Emilio, and I will be taking your drink orders...

I thought I'd stick a specific theme tonight, just because I am having an excellent hair day. So, the password is gloryholes.

These are some of my favorite submitted gloryhole pics, from the naughtiest girls I know in this thing of ours. These original  are naughty, nasty, and filthy...Just the way The Good Doctor likes them!

So ladies and gentlemen, grab a Fresca (Hi Gemini!), and enjoy this evening's Smut for a Sunday Evening - Gloryhole Edition.

Thanks,
Doc

SFASE: Gloryhole Edition
(Please click the thumbnails to ENLARGE)