Post by $heriff Tom on Aug 25, 2006 14:20:08 GMT -5
April, 2001
The following news recount is sexually explicit. Please do not read on if you are easily offended by the wonders of sex in public in front of dozens of horny strangers.....
PUBLIC SEX ENSUES AT JEREMY'S ALE HOUSE
Creatures Cheer Couple, Boo Bar Staff
By Sheriff Tom Brown
(New York) Patrons were shocked, amused, and to be blunt, excited - as public sex broke out within the friendly confines of Jeremy's Ale House as the Yankees and the Red Sox played on in the background. A randy couple went from tender embrace to rocking the place in mere minutes, much to the joy of all who chose to come out on that special Friday night, the 13th of April.
"This place is a Love Shack." said a bemused Gang Bang Steve.
"I was very excited when I first saw them" recounted Uptown Mike. Adding that it was the first time he had seen overt sex in a public forum, he stated emphatically, "I wish I was him."
The action started late in the game, as the Bleacher Creature group enjoyed the action on the screen, a huge helping of beer, and some foodstuffs. As the woman in question straddled the lucky fellow and they started pawing around, literally in the midst of 3 tables worth of Bleacher Creatures, elbows were dug into ribs and whispers turned to blatant points as the word got out quicker than the horny guys member.
The irony of a couple choosing to engage in public intercourse, and deciding to do it in front of the Yankee Stadium bleacher creatures, horny miscreants known for thier verbosity, was just too much.
Wierd Paul was actually too deep into his cups to appreciate the scene playing out in front of him, at least at first. "I noticed they were fucking, but I was too drunk to realize the magnitude of it all." He said, sipping even more beer. "It was only when I starting hanging with you guys and you were talking about it that I really noticed it."
Bald Vinny, claiming to be the "first person to see" and therefore a conduit to everyone getting the word and a glimpse, emphatically reccomended the act. "Excellent." He said. "Best time I've ever had at Jeremy's."
The fact that the event took place on Friday the 13th was a fact not lost on many. "I'd say at least HE was very lucky." Bald Ray said, alternating between cursing the Yankee loss and carrying on boisterously over the public sex. "The kid deserves an ovation."
Dan is a POS had his own take, likening her seductive style to pulling a "Sharon Stone." "I don't know her name, but she has a great ass." he bubbled effusivly, slapping the Sheriff with a high five. "I tried to play low key on watching it, but everyone else gawked, so I gawked as well."
At first Dan figured it would not proceed past the dry hump stage, even questioning if "she was down with it" at all. But, as he said, "when I saw penile insertion, I KNEW she was down with it."
One of the bigger fans of the event was Big Brian, who was gladhanding and smiling like it was a neverending New Years Eve. "Being the pervert I am, I appreciate every second of that." he said with a grin. "He's the man!"
At first, Brian "couldn't believe" it was going on, even after he saw the "humping and fingering part" with his own eyes. "He was moving his finger in and out like a jackhammer" he said with reverential respect. "Then I saw him lift up her skirt and I saw that thong, and I was like, Damn, they are going to fuck!"
It was those same finger tactics that won Gang Bang Steve some early money, as he picked "right hand insertion" and the correct thong color just as the action was kicking off and a "sex pool" was hurridly arranged.
Just as everyone was really getting into it, Gang Bang made a grievous, agregious, tactical error. Somehow, the couple were bucking around in full view of seemingly everyone but the bouncer, bartenders, and other staff. Gang Bang, in a sharing mood, decided to stroll over and call attention to the act to Bartender Jay, but the move backfired big time. "I just wanted to share the wealth." Steve grumbled. "I thought he would enjoy it."
As soon as Jay's attention was called to the show unfolding until then unimpeded, he waved over the "fat guy." the bouncer with the inglorious task of "breaking it up." "A party pooper." as Gang Bang later deemed him.
"I did not want any part of breaking that up." said the fat guy, sipping some reflective beers the next day at a much less boisterous table. "I Knew you guys were going to boo me."
And he was right.
"A lot of motion, but not a lot of moans."
As soon as the happy (at least for a few minutes) couple were seperated, much to everyones dismay, my coworker Frank sidled over, lifted the chair, and gave it a whiff. He then moved to his own corner and lit up, cause as he said "after this incident, even I had to have a cigarette."
Donahuge, meanwhile, was sitting like the cat that ate the canary. "They said the place has the best calamari in NY. Well, they bought the platter!"
All that was missing, said Gang Bang Steve (I think, I can't read my writing as to who said it for sure) was the "Chariots of Fire" music. "Inspiring music to go along with the act....and that was quite an act." When asked when he realized this was an event to remember for all our days, and what called his attention to it in the first place he added, without hesitation, "the porno-esque bouncing of her ass on his scrotum. That was it."
Of course there was the unfortunate few that missed the event, talking or even watching the Yankee game. Ironically enough, the game ended just as the sex was reaching an early peak. What a tremulous mix of despair and delight as the Yankees went into the Loss column while this couple was rocking a chair around the floor like a hippety hop.
The chair was promptly passed around in a hero's welcome, as the couple retreated out the side door to probably finish up underneath the Brooklyn Bridge. A marker pen was passed around and the sex chair was tagged up and put in a place of prominence to display, for us to gaze at in wonderment and hope that one day we too can share such an adventure.
"Beers may be $6, but looks are free" said Donahuge's amiable friend Dibbs. "Chicks will be chicks, and guys will be guys, but alcohol is alcohol every time." He gazed off at the chair, on its lofty perch to his left. "God bless it." He said wistfully. "God bless it."
"I give it an 8 and a half." Uptown stated emphatically when asked for a rating of the calamatous event. "I would have given it a 10, but I did not hear a lot of moans." He shook his head. "A lot of motion, but not a lot of moans."
When asked to give his reasoning on that, he said "It led me to believe he don't know how to work it." He took a swig of his beer and added, "either that, or he has a small penis."
10 minutes after our hero stepped out with his gasping girl in tow, he was back by himself simply to exchange high fives and accept congratulatory accolades. We lined up, proud of this ambitious man, and hoping we could one day carry that mantle.
"I wish I was that kid" Bald Ray mused, and none of us could have said it better.
"He's the man" Brian repeated. "The man."
Copyright 2001 - All Rights Reserved
The following news recount is sexually explicit. Please do not read on if you are easily offended by the wonders of sex in public in front of dozens of horny strangers.....
PUBLIC SEX ENSUES AT JEREMY'S ALE HOUSE
Creatures Cheer Couple, Boo Bar Staff
By Sheriff Tom Brown
(New York) Patrons were shocked, amused, and to be blunt, excited - as public sex broke out within the friendly confines of Jeremy's Ale House as the Yankees and the Red Sox played on in the background. A randy couple went from tender embrace to rocking the place in mere minutes, much to the joy of all who chose to come out on that special Friday night, the 13th of April.
"This place is a Love Shack." said a bemused Gang Bang Steve.
"I was very excited when I first saw them" recounted Uptown Mike. Adding that it was the first time he had seen overt sex in a public forum, he stated emphatically, "I wish I was him."
The action started late in the game, as the Bleacher Creature group enjoyed the action on the screen, a huge helping of beer, and some foodstuffs. As the woman in question straddled the lucky fellow and they started pawing around, literally in the midst of 3 tables worth of Bleacher Creatures, elbows were dug into ribs and whispers turned to blatant points as the word got out quicker than the horny guys member.
The irony of a couple choosing to engage in public intercourse, and deciding to do it in front of the Yankee Stadium bleacher creatures, horny miscreants known for thier verbosity, was just too much.
Wierd Paul was actually too deep into his cups to appreciate the scene playing out in front of him, at least at first. "I noticed they were fucking, but I was too drunk to realize the magnitude of it all." He said, sipping even more beer. "It was only when I starting hanging with you guys and you were talking about it that I really noticed it."
Bald Vinny, claiming to be the "first person to see" and therefore a conduit to everyone getting the word and a glimpse, emphatically reccomended the act. "Excellent." He said. "Best time I've ever had at Jeremy's."
The fact that the event took place on Friday the 13th was a fact not lost on many. "I'd say at least HE was very lucky." Bald Ray said, alternating between cursing the Yankee loss and carrying on boisterously over the public sex. "The kid deserves an ovation."
Dan is a POS had his own take, likening her seductive style to pulling a "Sharon Stone." "I don't know her name, but she has a great ass." he bubbled effusivly, slapping the Sheriff with a high five. "I tried to play low key on watching it, but everyone else gawked, so I gawked as well."
At first Dan figured it would not proceed past the dry hump stage, even questioning if "she was down with it" at all. But, as he said, "when I saw penile insertion, I KNEW she was down with it."
One of the bigger fans of the event was Big Brian, who was gladhanding and smiling like it was a neverending New Years Eve. "Being the pervert I am, I appreciate every second of that." he said with a grin. "He's the man!"
At first, Brian "couldn't believe" it was going on, even after he saw the "humping and fingering part" with his own eyes. "He was moving his finger in and out like a jackhammer" he said with reverential respect. "Then I saw him lift up her skirt and I saw that thong, and I was like, Damn, they are going to fuck!"
It was those same finger tactics that won Gang Bang Steve some early money, as he picked "right hand insertion" and the correct thong color just as the action was kicking off and a "sex pool" was hurridly arranged.
Just as everyone was really getting into it, Gang Bang made a grievous, agregious, tactical error. Somehow, the couple were bucking around in full view of seemingly everyone but the bouncer, bartenders, and other staff. Gang Bang, in a sharing mood, decided to stroll over and call attention to the act to Bartender Jay, but the move backfired big time. "I just wanted to share the wealth." Steve grumbled. "I thought he would enjoy it."
As soon as Jay's attention was called to the show unfolding until then unimpeded, he waved over the "fat guy." the bouncer with the inglorious task of "breaking it up." "A party pooper." as Gang Bang later deemed him.
"I did not want any part of breaking that up." said the fat guy, sipping some reflective beers the next day at a much less boisterous table. "I Knew you guys were going to boo me."
And he was right.
"A lot of motion, but not a lot of moans."
As soon as the happy (at least for a few minutes) couple were seperated, much to everyones dismay, my coworker Frank sidled over, lifted the chair, and gave it a whiff. He then moved to his own corner and lit up, cause as he said "after this incident, even I had to have a cigarette."
Donahuge, meanwhile, was sitting like the cat that ate the canary. "They said the place has the best calamari in NY. Well, they bought the platter!"
All that was missing, said Gang Bang Steve (I think, I can't read my writing as to who said it for sure) was the "Chariots of Fire" music. "Inspiring music to go along with the act....and that was quite an act." When asked when he realized this was an event to remember for all our days, and what called his attention to it in the first place he added, without hesitation, "the porno-esque bouncing of her ass on his scrotum. That was it."
Of course there was the unfortunate few that missed the event, talking or even watching the Yankee game. Ironically enough, the game ended just as the sex was reaching an early peak. What a tremulous mix of despair and delight as the Yankees went into the Loss column while this couple was rocking a chair around the floor like a hippety hop.
The chair was promptly passed around in a hero's welcome, as the couple retreated out the side door to probably finish up underneath the Brooklyn Bridge. A marker pen was passed around and the sex chair was tagged up and put in a place of prominence to display, for us to gaze at in wonderment and hope that one day we too can share such an adventure.
"Beers may be $6, but looks are free" said Donahuge's amiable friend Dibbs. "Chicks will be chicks, and guys will be guys, but alcohol is alcohol every time." He gazed off at the chair, on its lofty perch to his left. "God bless it." He said wistfully. "God bless it."
"I give it an 8 and a half." Uptown stated emphatically when asked for a rating of the calamatous event. "I would have given it a 10, but I did not hear a lot of moans." He shook his head. "A lot of motion, but not a lot of moans."
When asked to give his reasoning on that, he said "It led me to believe he don't know how to work it." He took a swig of his beer and added, "either that, or he has a small penis."
10 minutes after our hero stepped out with his gasping girl in tow, he was back by himself simply to exchange high fives and accept congratulatory accolades. We lined up, proud of this ambitious man, and hoping we could one day carry that mantle.
"I wish I was that kid" Bald Ray mused, and none of us could have said it better.
"He's the man" Brian repeated. "The man."
Copyright 2001 - All Rights Reserved
