Chapter 6
I spent my last few days in Chicago behaving, but nevertheless, amusing myself. I ate in restaurants, went to the movies and took long strolls.
For my last night in the lake city I decided to really get dressed up and have a ball.
I headed for the center of town probably because it was the gayest part and was bubbling at all hours of the night. Those streets with their blue and red neon lights flashing like camera projectors in a technicolor movie enchanted me. The lights splashed out on the pavement and into the streets. Only Chicago and New York can display this agitation of multi-colored light.
Every one of those streets were bridges of light intermittantly dispersed with dark shadows. I passed by a bar where an elderly prostitute was discussing business with a service man, who was digging deep in his pocket. The transaction settled, they dwindled away to the back ot the bar. I walked on and gazed at the bright windows.
- 'Want something good, honey ? - A voice echoed in the night air.
Naturally it was one of the respectful ones made up in clothing to outdo the neon lights. Her lips bore a stain of red and her eyes were dark and deep. She had her hands proverbially placed on her hips pressing in her belly and enlarging her upper region.
- 'For you honey, I'll make it five bucks' - she cooed.
For me it would be only five smackers and for Ihe other suckers ? Naturally, the same. She put it as though I were getting a bargain.
I refused her proposition outright, but it must have upixared weak for she continued to entice me wilh her offers.
- 'I'll be real good to you. I'll give you the works. A blow job that can't be equalled and if you're the kind, III even whip you' -
.Just think, ail that for five dollars. There's no limit to love.
A little farther on, a con-man grabbed me by the arm.
- Take a look at these, Sonny ; pretty pictures, naked women. Only a buck and a half a photo,' he rasped.
If I took three of those miserable filthy pictures it would be almost the same price as what the prostitute proposed. Funny the slight regard we have for women at times.
A group of country bumpkins were staggering along the street. One of them was equipped with a bottle of beer and invited his friends to come and take a swig. Naturally they were accosted by the street merchants who wanted to sell them anything from soup to nuts. Anything they wanted for a price
A rather coarse heavy woman in a black silk dress stammered in a contralto voice.
- 'I hear you have some house where a woman can go and pick out a man. I want to sleep with the best looking one and have Karl, here, watch me.'
Undoubtedly Karl was the husband or the lover of this corpulent brash wench. He wasn't paying attention, because he had already negotiated with a little redhead who rubbed up against him with firm buttock.
The street merchants were thrown into despair by the request of the lady in the black silk dress.
- 'Do you know of such a thing ? No. And you ? Me, neither... I heard that there was something like it near Drancy Street, but I don't have the address'...
They tried to sell the strangers on other ideas making guests with their hands and winking lewdly. But the group decided to abandon their whims for a while and went after a night snack of bam sandwiches and cold beer.
One thing had made me stick close by the merchants. I walked up to the thin one who seemed to do most of the talking with the tourists a minute ago.
- 'About those dirty films, you mentioned' -
- 'What about them ?- He looked me up and down trying to make sure that he wasn't facing a cop.
- 'You don't come around here often do you?--he retorted.
- 'No, I'm just visiting Chicago and, well, I've never seen such films and i kind of...
- 'That'll be ten bucks in advance' - he affirmed.
Wow. And to think that cinema goers gripe at paying a dollar for a film. But nevertheless
I paid and was quite anxious to see this unusual spectacle
We had to hail a taxi that was to take us a little outside of the city. We sat there in silence, Then my companion finally nudged me showing that we were almost there.
- 'We have to be careful of the cops. That's why we don't like to take risks. Sometimes even the cops come to the films and go home without saying a word. They know if they squeel they won't get invited back.
I tried to imagine the gang back home cooking up a seance of porno- films and selling popcorn and cokes in between acts. The image didn't carry very far and it was difficult seeing my tender-aged pals producing such a spectacle.
My newly-found partner whispered in my ear:
- 'You know when the cops happen to take one of our films. Do you think that they put it down in their vaults ? No. They have private showings and invite their chicks and give them the best places.'-
The taxi rolled down a somber dark street and stopped at the curb.
- 'Go into the fourth house on the left. Go quickly and don't make any noise'.- my thin companion warned.
I looked down at the quiet unassuming house. Peace and tranquility reigned in that street.
- 'As soon as you reach the door I'm going to leave you. You won't have any trouble getting back to Chicago' -
I wasn't completely sure of this. The door opened as if someone said 'Open Sesame' When I turned around the taxi had scuttled off. A half-lit salon beckoned me at the end of the corridor. Three people were seated in modern arm chairs and reading quietly. Anyone would have guessed that they were waiting for the dentist.
I beamed a cheery 'Hello everyone' a bit indistinctly. No one answered.
There were two women - however they didn't form a couple this time - and a man, rather bald and heavy. One of the ladies was rather pretty, blond and thin; the other bad all the characteristics of a Spaniard. Her hair was black and full, her bosom was heavy and big and she had a promising air about her.
We looked at each other in silence. The man was clumsily wiping his nose with this han-kerchief, while the blond would frequently look at her wrist watch, impatiently waiting for the voluptuous sequence to begin. As for the brunette she was taking me in very calmly without any timidity ami showing a real personage who was there because she wanted to be there, A young barman came in helping a woman of a certain age. (She must have been ail of sixty). She certainly must have been very attractive in her day for there were remarkable traces of beauty. This relic of a woman displayed sparkling jewelry under a mask of heavy makeup, which helped to conceal only somewhat the years that were too obviously underneath.
Our hostess began to speak :
- 'We are now going to see the film for which this evening has been organised. It will last about an hour. As soon as it is over I should like you to return to Chicago has quickly as possible and separately. If you wish to come back once again, please do not do so before four or five days. Thank you' -
She added;- 'If you should care for some refreshments...'
But we were only thirsty for what we were going to see.
We went into a small room cleared of all furniture with the exception of cushions on the floor and several ashtrays. On the far wall was a white sheet which undoubtedly was to serve as the screen. At the opposite end, a hole in the wall was punctured for the projector to unfold its images.
The old dowdy sat down ou my right. And to my left, to compensate for that, was the captivating brunette. The heavy set man and the blond sat a little way's off to the left in a corner.
The title of the film broadened the screen. 'A young lady at the beach'. Truly an inoffensive title.
A few lines were added, to the effect that it-would be impossible to add the names of the stars of this film due to certain rules and regulations. I'm sure that everyone understood.
A young girl of about twenty named Irene was seen polishing her nails in a boudoir that did not at all resemble that of young girls. There were mirrors all around. She wore a thin negligee and it was quite apparent that she bad very little on underneath.
Then a young man knocked on the door. (Ah ! Here is where it would all begin). He was in night clothes himself. As Irene answered the door and led the young chap in she dropped her comb and in bending down to pick it up, she showed a wonderful arse with a bush of fine hair creeping between. (I really hope that all women could be blessed with such an exciting snatch.) She wiggled and did all she could to excite the young lad. But in vain and we were all asking why ?
Close by me the older woman was breathing strongly and I detected that she spread her legs a little more than normal. The dark mysterious woman was watching the effect the film had on the others. I couldn't see the others they were too far away.
Then we saw Irene vexed because the young man bad left the room. (We couldn't make out what she was saying because the film was silent.)
Then the wanting lass entered the bathroom to take a bath or wash herself. We were all trying to guess what would happen next. She soaped herself, her breasts her stomach and then with some twists and wriggles she soaped her back and we saw her bottom at another angle.
Then she bent over the toilet and fingered herself sweetly. She. moved around her love-box and then went inside with regular strokes. The great divide of her buttocks could be seen. On the screen in order to elucidate the audience was the great title SEX.
My neighbors, were in exstacy. My black haired beauty had her marvelous breast in the air, and the aged woman who was a regular hostess had her band under her shinny skirt. In the dark corner a few moans echoed in the room.
I didn't want to be left out of things and I felt the need to let my own dick fly into the air for it was breaking through my pants. I arranged myself in such a way as to permit the two women to have a good look at my swollen red peter which was within hand's reach.
On the screen Irene was now playing with a massager. She was going over her breasts and her belly. Then she fixed the apparatus at her sex. Her eyes rolled in her head which was bobbing up and down convulsively. It was easy to see that these caresses were making her happy and she was losing her head over it
I have heard from numerous friends that this was a way to sublime excitation.
Once she finished her toilet, Irene went back into her boudoir. There were several doors and we noticed that Irene was approaching one of them stealthily. Marked on the screen in blocked letters was the following text;-Irene who is a young modern girl is obsessed by the demon of the senses. She must find a lover. By her own caresses she has put herself in a state of excitation and now she is looking through the key-hole into the room where her brother is washing himself.-
Irene had her eye glued to the key-hole. The camera shifted it's view to a young boy. The lad was moving around naked in the room with his prick stretched at full length. (The actors were superb with their beauty and voluptuousness.) He was almost at the height of his masturbation. He seemed like a lion in a cage. Finally he decided to look over some books.
He opened a book in which an excellent photo demonstrated a nun who was holding her skirt up ready to receive a gigantic prick in the ass. Irene's brother rolled in pleasure and behind the door kneeling at the key-hole Irene drooled and puffed with desire.
The young brunette who was at my side was now approaching me, or was I dreaming. I could feel her feminine odor, like a cat, creep into my nostrils. She must have taken off her light slip while I was watching the film for I detected a glistening spot of liquid on the cushion beside me.
Back to the screen, we saw the handsome lad unload his sperm right on the photograph. And at each spurt there was an obscene spasm of the back muscles which died down gradually.
My elderly neighbor could no longer control herself. She seized my dick without letting me defend myself and dragged it toward her feminity. She was as wet as a goat, the old bitch. -'Put it in me, I'll pay you anything you want' -
We heard the couple in the dark squealing with delight and scratching on the floor.
Irene was walking around in her room with her satin attire. The caption read: -Excitedly the young girl decides to go into the garden for some fresh air. But since it has been raining she takes an umbrella with her.
She walks to a statue in the garden and takes a seat there. (What the statue was like I will leave to your imagination.) Irene hears something moving in the hedge nearby. She lends an ear and an eye. The camera follows her.
A man of some thirty of forty years of age is making love to a full-blown woman. She is leaning on a bush and breathing hard while the massive prick is burying itself inch by inch in her nest.
I must say that the camera work was excellent, because you could see the ass from every angle and the wet delicious sex of the actors. Every movement of the balls was followed. (What a delight for the camera men).
- Do you want me to suck you off? - Came the hoarse voice of the Spanish looking woman.
I was right in the middle of saying yes, when she grabbed my stick and pushed it into her mouth. She licked it all over and her expert fingers enchanted my blown balls. She licked from all angles and with her middle finger she found my arsebole and shoved it in deeply.
I let out a moan which must have shaken the entire room. The old matron besides us became more and more excited. She masternated like she was twenty and jumped up ami down like a fish ont of water. She snuggled close to us and gave us some motherly advice.
- 'Have you ever tried to drink tea before executing a blow job? she asked. - 'It's sensational. The other day I sucked off a service man after drinking some tea and he came twice in a row it was that good...'
'Its not so bad with ice cream either. I remember a friend of mine who adored that!' she continued.
'Drop dead, old cunt' - steamed the Spanish like lady turning to me. - 'Let me swallow you up my darling' -
I tipped her over on a cushion and was preparing to enter her with my rigid dick. I passed my hand nnder her crotch and spread it like a palm leaf on the two sides of her buttocks.
But this was too much for the old lady. She jumped on us and tried to pull us apart.
- It's my turn. It's not fair for the same one to always have her pleasure. A little for me, he.
Let me hare ft honey. I know tow to make you big and hard.' -
I wai forced to posh her off. Then she went storming up U the barman who was always neatly dressed. He was standing op whit his arms crossed in front, right in front of the projection room door.
- 'I'll give you fifty dollars if you fuck me' - she wailed pitiably. - 'Pre got to hare it, I cant take it any more' -
- 'I'm sorry. I only like me' - concluded the barman, She tet out a cry of dispair. Then she was suddenly invtded with a strange hope. She proposed.
- Mffell in that case fuck in me in the ast, my daring' -
The nan It white did not answer, but with one gest he turned her around and had her bend over. We sav her panties drop down aver her thin thighs. The barman brought out his steel weapon, a dang of tremendous proportion and stuck it all' tie way into the ladys crevice. She was moaning and groaning like and old hen and flutter! tg like a sparrow.
- 'Here oil. girl take my load' - he roared while laboring
She took the shock and it almost broke her in two. She looked older than before. An old rag nicely worn out, - 'Don't forget the tip old gal' - chanted the immaculate barman straightening his tie.