Baltimore Block
Ace Ventura Block Run
(A visit to the that unique locale, the 400 Block of East Baltimore Street in Baltimore,
MD.)
11/11/2000
Saturday afternoon, 13:00-16:00 hours.
Ace's performs his usual preview walkthrough ("Walk right in. Check it out.
No cover, No minimum. Six beautiful girls today") of those clubs that
have provided enjoyment in the past. The sampling reveals that there is less than
the usual amount of desirable stuff available today.
Ace decides to begin with the Jewell Box where he buys $20 drinks for the first 2 chicks
who ask him. Neither one is very attractive. Ace indulges in lots of groping,
titty pinching and kitty petting with a $5 or $10 tip to each of the chicks. Our
hero gets some significant cock rubbing through the pants but the Barwitch wouldn't let
the pants be opened for the $20 drink. Ace, despite his years of experience, is
finding it more and more difficult to get his pants opened on The Block without buying the
Big Drink. (Cogensusb claims to have good success in this endeavor, and Ace vows to
observe his technique in the near future.)
Next, Ace journeys to the Oasis, hoping for some more serious action. Ace is completely
ignored there, even by Dezire, usually a dependable fave, who pretends not to notice Ace's
arrival. Perhaps she is protesting Ventura's low tip level for her past
performances. Ace does meet Mykel there, a fellow Blocker and an AceVentura.net
subscriber.
Seriously needing some more action, Ace and Mykel move across the street and downstairs
into the Plaza, a place where subtlety is seldom practiced. True to Ace's
expectations, an aging blond Blockette, clad only in a loose-fitting, completely
unbuttoned shirt, rapidly approaches.. She wins Ace's heart and mind (at least that
of his smaller head) by allowing complete access to both outer and inner surfaces of her
surprisingly soft smooth body even before Ace buys a drink. The pair moves rapidly
to the end of the bar, where the Blockette touts her skills in deep throat technique.
Ace feels that this sounds like an eminently good idea and, after the preliminary
business transactions, the lady proceeds to give Ace his first Block BlowJob in several
years. This is a not-at-all-unpleasant experience, but, at the conclusion, Ace again
thinks, as he has often thought in the past, that BJ's are overrated. (A good shit
is underrated but that's another story.) Still, the idea that one can just walk into
a bar and within 15 minutes have a bitch on her knees with your cock in her mouth while
you are standing at the bar watching the other patrons and dancers go about their business
is something special. Midway through the activities Bitch offers to allow Ace, at no
additional charge, to place his organ where nature intended all erect penises to go.
Ace graciously declines the offer but later will wonder if he should have accepted
the invitation. Rubber was used and the total cost was $125.
Mykel then samples the bitch, but doesn't go the full route. Ace doesn't remember
her name, but there can't be too many older blond-haired Blockettes at the Plaza running
around with no clothes on.
Mykel then joins Ace for an obligatory Polish sausage at Crazy John's and Mykel then does
what Ace should have done. He leaves the Block.
Ace instead goes looking for some more action. He ends up at the Pussy Cat where he
joins up with Peaches, a reasonably friendly, extremely hard-bodied waif with AA tits.
This chick is so tiny that when she does a Lap Dance, she has to stand on the bar
rail to allow the proper body parts to meet. Unfortunately, as is usual on Saturday
at the Cat, George is the bartender. He doesn't allow the $25 drinks to last very
long and he won't let Willie be freed without the $75 drink. Peaches also requires a
$40 tip to allow kitty petting ("don't put your finger inside") and cock rubbing
through the pants. She actually makes a valiant effort to help Ace find relief but,
alas, the combination of the recentness of the BJ and the barrier of cloth render her
efforts fruitless. After she moves on, Ace finishes the job by himself. Total
cost is $100. Ventura notes that he could have performed the same activity next door
at the Gayety magazine/video store for $98 less.
Ace consumes one more Polish and then heads for home. The only bargain of the day
was the parking garage, which only charges $5 on Saturday. (Even the Polish has gone
up a few cents recently.)
Total costs for everything is just over $300.
Was it worth it?
Of course it was.
Of course it wasn't.
True ASSC'ers know that both answers are correct.
For more information on Baltimore's Block check out Blockman's excellent review:
http://www.deja.com/[ST_artlink=www.homestead.com,ST_rn=ps]/jump/http://www.homestead.com/gosalty/block.html
If you would like a copy of Ace Ventura's Little Block Book (Version 1.95), a random
compilation of Ace's notes on the Block, drop me an email request. If you get to the
Block, do a report. Fellow Blockers need all the help they can get.
Now for the AFTSD part
After reading the above review, Ken submitted the following report of a memorable
experience at the Plaza from a few years past. The story sounds unbelievable but Ace
has found Ken to be reliable and given the venue, Ace believes the story to be true.
Ken writes:
OK. Full story. Making my first round around The Block on a day about 4 years
back. As usual for me, I was getting familiar with the ever changing Block customs.
Figuring out what I can expect from the day. Figuring out where I want to end the
day. I make it across the street to check out the scene at the Plaza. Usually an
assortment of accommodating older-than-teens. That day was not different. I
walked up to the main section of the bar, to the left of the semi-circle the gals usually
sit at, almost a straight walk from where the stairs dump you off. In plain view of
everyone.
Before I even ordered a beer, one of the younger gals (mid-20s, brunette, maybe 5-5, ~120)
approached. I never saw her before and haven't seen her since. By
"approached", I mean she came over to me, kept saying "you're gorgeous, I
gotta have you". Repeated that several times, "you're gorgeous, I gotta
have you". I tried to rebuff her approach, but she was persistent.
Eventually she succeeded in turning me around, from facing the bar to facing her.
She then proceeded to unzip my fly and pull down my pants. All the while repeating
"I gotta have you". Got down on her knees, stuck my dick in her mouth, and
started sucking me off. BBBJ. In front of everyone. Even the barmaid was in
disbelief. But no-one stopped her.
After about 20 seconds of this, I'd had enough. "On your back, bitch."
I got my dick out of her mouth, picked her up, placed her down on her back on the
floor at the bottom of the entry stairs, shoved her feet up in her face, stuck my dick in
her pussy, and fucked her on the floor.
The doorman at the top of the stairs watched me fucking this bitch on the floor at he
bottom of the stairs. Dancing and conversation stopped. Everyone was watching
me fuck her. Even the bitch was starting to realize, finally, after looking around
and seeing all the stunned faces, that maybe she had overdone it.
After about 40 seconds of fucking her, I spewed inside her, got off her, pulled up my
pants and zippered back up. I got a $20 out of my wallet, dropped it on the ground
in her direction and said, "OK I'm through with you now."
The barmaid wanted me to buy her a drink. I said "It's a little late for
that." She immediately walked away. |