Streetwalker Reports

[VikingPride]

The mild weather brought many out last night. Yes Jill the Great is still around. Spotted her walking lower numbers on G. Last time I seen her she had me stop way before her house when dropping her off so that she could sneak in and catch her boyfriend cheating on her. Hilarious. Also for those interested, I'm about 75% sure I seen Rose on 23 and G wearing a black and white skirt and walking with an AA man carrying a blanket. LOL. So she might be back in action. I did not scoop either one. I was on the prowl looking for new talent since it was a nice night out.

[BladeCruiser]

Be careful of her live in boyfriend.

Now that just begs all kinds of questions. Would love to hear the whole story of that situation. The Human Experience fascinates me. (Not my problem if there are those who don't like when I write about it).

Sounds like there is just a tad of jealousy there but I bet he was still OK with spending your money.

[WillowRut]

Jill MIA. No posts. No respond. Lost phone? New BF? Relocated? Any info.

Still around. Phone is back on. What a trip. Be careful of her live in boyfriend. Don't pick her up at her place. Have her come to your car from a block or two away.

Boyfriend kicked a dent in my car when she was getting in.

Can't believe she still went back to that dump. He's nuts. Nice dent in my back door panel.

Just be careful.

[MilwNightFun]

Jill MIA. No posts. No respond. Lost phone? New BF? Relocated? Any info.

[Freddie Kane]

Baby Jess, blessed art thou among women, and blessed is he who shooteth seed into your face hole.

Amen.

I want to take a moment to give a shout out and a personal Thank You to all of the drug dealers the world over, but especially in the city of Milwaukee. You brave heroes are risking your freedom, and your life and limb, to facilitate our lifestyle, for which we only risk an ordinance ticket, or, at worst, a class A misdemeanor charge. God bless you! May your days be long, and filled with joy; and may you be rich.

Thank you, drug dealers, for keeping our women hooked on drugs, so that they swarm the streets, performing sexual favors for a pittance. You, my friends, by dint of your business, have leveled the dating playing field, that otherwise would have women controlling it at a 100-to-0 ratio, with men having no control. Now, we don't have to kiss ass in order to get our dick sucked.

Before I get started on my tirade, I would like to take a moment to mention that in my snooping and investigating, I have discovered that Erika is a good criminal, is on the side of criminals, and takes measures to protect all of us from discovery and prosecution. I am the nosiest of Johns. And a big, fat braggart. During a date with Chella the previous time I was in town, I couldn't resist telling her, upon her return to my car, that I found Chella's narcan. I said this in spite of the fact that I understood that it would apprise her that I'd rummaged through her bag. I quickly attempted damage control and stated that I would never steal from a hooker. Chella remains on good terms with me, and seemed unaffected by my revelation. But back to the subject of Erika. I don't want Erika to know what depths I've plumbed in my snooping, so I will not reveal what I know or how I discovered it; but suffice it to say that all of us criminals- solicitors of sex, dealers of drugs, drug users, and everyone else in the Underworld- should appreciate Erika for her dedication to protecting us and herself from the authorities. She even bothered following one specific instruction I'd given her a while back, in my attempt to protect myself from discovery.

I am equaled by few, and surpassed by none, in the predatory, skillful, and flamboyant sloremongering I do.

Sit back and enjoy my latest fictional addition to the continuing saga.

I arrived in town the day before yesterday and got a motel. I picked up Erika and brought her there. She sucked, then we fucked. She sucked again, then we fucked again. I still had not cum, and though we must not have been at it more than 12 minutes by that point, she was very frustrated at my request of her sucking again. So, I told her that we will go grocery shopping afterward, if she makes me shoot. So, she sucked me more. After probably another 8 minutes, my semen came pouring out of a floppy dick. My cock enjoyed no stimulation during the orgasm, but that was no fault of Erika's. Due to her stringent demand that I not tell what we're doing, I am not going to explain the why and wherefore of this unhappy happy ending, but I will reiterate that it was no fault of hers. In fact, she tried to make it as enjoyable as possible for me during the orgasm. I also had not apprised her of my impending climax. Oh, well. 60. I bought her $20 worth of groceries.

That evening, Erika hooked me up with a date with Jessi of The Holy Trinity! We did a car date. 20. She sucked me for probably around 10 minutes. Can you guess what happened then? Drum roll. A geyser of semen came spurting out of my wiener! Right into her face hole! Ha! 10. She then said that we should hang out. I agreed. She bought her drugs, then we repaired to my motel room, where we hung out for probably 5 hours. After four hours or so, she sucked me, we fucked, then she sucked me again. This time I didn't come! 30. This is only the second time she's ever failed me. That four minutes she sucked my limp noodle while I was waiting for Erika during my previous trip into town, when I had come four times in the previous 12 hours, doesn't count. This was my first time fucking Baby Jess! Her pussy looks perfect! And you can see the moisture all over the exterior of it! It is a very attractive and perfectly-made pussy! And it feels SO GREAT around the cock! Hell yeah! She lied on her back while I pounded her pussy for, I'd say, around 4 minutes. The bed was making a ton of racket! It was after midnight. I didn't give a fuck! I really enjoyed getting to fuck Jessi for the first time. I dropped her back off. She told me that the notorious toothless Dee Dee is in one of those two drug houses! Hell, yeah! Jess said she'd give Dee Dee my number the following day, and ask her if she can give me hers. I heard nothing from nor about Dee Dee the following day.

Next, I picked up Chella. Motel. 46. She sucked me, then I tried to fuck her, but my dick was too limp, so she resumed sucking me. I'd say that she worked for probably 15 - 20 minutes total, at the end of which, she caught my seed in her face hole. She went and spat it out in the bathroom sink. I admonished her that she's supposed to swallow it. I expressed a desire for 6 back due to us not fucking. She protested, citing the amount of work she had done, which admittedly was considerable. I quickly acquiesced.

I woke up the next day with my brain burning with lust for every beautiful woman, and every animated corpse, on Greenfield Avenue. So, off I went, with an itchy dick.

Do you remember that last summer, I reported that I met the most beautiful hooker in all of Milwaukee? Snow! She had come up to my car, last June, and said, "It's 50 for a blow job with a condom. " I turned white and stuttered some friendly refusal, then sped away in terror at the thought of that amount of money! Yikes! Well, yesterday, I came upon one beautiful young hooker, trotting along westbound on Greenfield, between 22nd & 23rd streets, on the north sidewalk, her huge breasts bouncing. I pulled up. She was listening to music through headphones with her phone. I said, "Hey!" She turned back around and kept walking. I pulled up a half a block ahead and tried again. This time, to my astonishment, I though I recognized her. I said, "Are you snow?" Her countenance switched to happiness and familiarity, and she said, "Yes," as she gaily approached my car. I said, "Get in!" and she did. She agreed to my terms and submitted to my mouth check, which was clearly alien to her. My 24 1/2 years on the streets, I've always had a policy (and still do) of not touching my mouth on a hooker's breasts, no matter how beautiful they are. Well, I consciously, coolly, broke that rule yesterday, with the most beautiful woman in all of Silver City! Snow could walk into any club and be better looking than the vast majority of women in there! No drug damage! Yum! These are the hugest breasts I have ever glommed in my life! I can't nearly fit one in my hand! They're way bigger than my hands! 20. I sucked on her tits for perhaps 20 seconds, then she sucked my dick for probably 6 minutes. I shot into her mouth, and she spat my bile out the door. Then, I sucked those beautiful breasts for probably another 30 seconds. 10. I got her phone number and called hers, so she has mine, too. I really hope that I will be able to reach her on the phone! I will do tons more dates with her! In fact, I would have proposed marriage and family-building, were it not for a certain fact I dug out via questioning, that precludes her from being allowed to fulfill that distinctive role in my life, due to some unfashionable and stringent social attitute I have, even though Snow has a very fecund womb. But my God, is she beautiful! She had her hair up, unfortunately. She's a thick, voluptuous girl, like Rose, but she puts Rose to shame. Snow is a fiendish devil, just like I am. In fact, it is the blackness of the hearts of souls like me, Erika, and so many others that makes our paths cross and us get deeper involved with each other. It's the law of magnetism.

Next, I accosted Yari, as she walked away from the main drug house. I learned that I was mistaken, and this is not the same Yari I had my cock sucked by a year or two ago. They both have an underbite, but that Yari was a medium-brown-skinned woman who appears to be around 30 years old. This one is very light-skinned, almost white. She's Hispanic, and is missing her top set of teeth. I remarked to her about her missing top set, and she explained herself; I replied that missing teeth is great for hookers, and that I wish her bottom set were gone, too! Ha! She's in her 40's. 20. She sucked my cock for around ten minutes, then quit. It felt great, but she didn't make me cum. I will happily pick her up again, though, because it was worth the 20.

Finally, Baby Jess returned my phone call, and I picked her up 3 minutes after dropping off Yari. 20. Probably 9 minutes of cocksucking. Shoot! It was a mighty and intense orgasm, just like the one she'd procured me in my car the previous night! 10. I dropped her off.

So, in two days- actually, only around 26 hours- I did seven dates: three with Baby Jess, and four with four other hookers: Erika, Chella, Snow, and Yari. Three motel dates and four car dates. I am a pig.

These are interchangeable walking, talking communal fleshlights.

Body Shopper.

I tried to contact Snow on the app Tagged back in Jan 2023 but she never responded. Also I'm pretty sure I matched with her on Tinder prior to that. Might have to hit National / Greenfield one of these days and see if I can link with her.

[ATW2020]

Please and thanks. Can be good conversation there too my guy.

[BladeCruiser]

I look forward to her return to the streets. The streets is where an unaccountable, dishonest wretch like her belongs. It is where every treasonous dirtball belongs. The streets is the place where they live and they die.

Yeah, we all slip up once in a while trying to be nice and do something good for a fellow human being. Then we make it two mistakes in a row expecting something good in return.

Then again, trying to be nice is not a bad thing. Just make sure you still have your car keys and phone else it's three mistakes in a row.

[Body Shopper]

Baby Jess, blessed art thou among women, and blessed is he who shooteth seed into your face hole.

Amen.

I want to take a moment to give a shout out and a personal Thank You to all of the drug dealers the world over, but especially in the city of Milwaukee. You brave heroes are risking your freedom, and your life and limb, to facilitate our lifestyle, for which we only risk an ordinance ticket, or, at worst, a class A misdemeanor charge. God bless you! May your days be long, and filled with joy; and may you be rich.

Thank you, drug dealers, for keeping our women hooked on drugs, so that they swarm the streets, performing sexual favors for a pittance. You, my friends, by dint of your business, have leveled the dating playing field, that otherwise would have women controlling it at a 100-to-0 ratio, with men having no control. Now, we don't have to kiss ass in order to get our dick sucked.

Before I get started on my tirade, I would like to take a moment to mention that in my snooping and investigating, I have discovered that Erika is a good criminal, is on the side of criminals, and takes measures to protect all of us from discovery and prosecution. I am the nosiest of Johns. And a big, fat braggart. During a date with Chella the previous time I was in town, I couldn't resist telling her, upon her return to my car, that I found Chella's narcan. I said this in spite of the fact that I understood that it would apprise her that I'd rummaged through her bag. I quickly attempted damage control and stated that I would never steal from a hooker. Chella remains on good terms with me, and seemed unaffected by my revelation. But back to the subject of Erika. I don't want Erika to know what depths I've plumbed in my snooping, so I will not reveal what I know or how I discovered it; but suffice it to say that all of us criminals- solicitors of sex, dealers of drugs, drug users, and everyone else in the Underworld- should appreciate Erika for her dedication to protecting us and herself from the authorities. She even bothered following one specific instruction I'd given her a while back, in my attempt to protect myself from discovery.

I am equaled by few, and surpassed by none, in the predatory, skillful, and flamboyant sloremongering I do.

Sit back and enjoy my latest fictional addition to the continuing saga.

I arrived in town the day before yesterday and got a motel. I picked up Erika and brought her there. She sucked, then we fucked. She sucked again, then we fucked again. I still had not cum, and though we must not have been at it more than 12 minutes by that point, she was very frustrated at my request of her sucking again. So, I told her that we will go grocery shopping afterward, if she makes me shoot. So, she sucked me more. After probably another 8 minutes, my semen came pouring out of a floppy dick. My cock enjoyed no stimulation during the orgasm, but that was no fault of Erika's. Due to her stringent demand that I not tell what we're doing, I am not going to explain the why and wherefore of this unhappy happy ending, but I will reiterate that it was no fault of hers. In fact, she tried to make it as enjoyable as possible for me during the orgasm. I also had not apprised her of my impending climax. Oh, well. 60. I bought her $20 worth of groceries.

That evening, Erika hooked me up with a date with Jessi of The Holy Trinity! We did a car date. 20. She sucked me for probably around 10 minutes. Can you guess what happened then? Drum roll. A geyser of semen came spurting out of my wiener! Right into her face hole! Ha! 10. She then said that we should hang out. I agreed. She bought her drugs, then we repaired to my motel room, where we hung out for probably 5 hours. After four hours or so, she sucked me, we fucked, then she sucked me again. This time I didn't come! 30. This is only the second time she's ever failed me. That four minutes she sucked my limp noodle while I was waiting for Erika during my previous trip into town, when I had come four times in the previous 12 hours, doesn't count. This was my first time fucking Baby Jess! Her pussy looks perfect! And you can see the moisture all over the exterior of it! It is a very attractive and perfectly-made pussy! And it feels SO GREAT around the cock! Hell yeah! She lied on her back while I pounded her pussy for, I'd say, around 4 minutes. The bed was making a ton of racket! It was after midnight. I didn't give a fuck! I really enjoyed getting to fuck Jessi for the first time. I dropped her back off. She told me that the notorious toothless Dee Dee is in one of those two drug houses! Hell, yeah! Jess said she'd give Dee Dee my number the following day, and ask her if she can give me hers. I heard nothing from nor about Dee Dee the following day.

Next, I picked up Chella. Motel. 46. She sucked me, then I tried to fuck her, but my dick was too limp, so she resumed sucking me. I'd say that she worked for probably 15 - 20 minutes total, at the end of which, she caught my seed in her face hole. She went and spat it out in the bathroom sink. I admonished her that she's supposed to swallow it. I expressed a desire for 6 back due to us not fucking. She protested, citing the amount of work she had done, which admittedly was considerable. I quickly acquiesced.

I woke up the next day with my brain burning with lust for every beautiful woman, and every animated corpse, on Greenfield Avenue. So, off I went, with an itchy dick.

Do you remember that last summer, I reported that I met the most beautiful hooker in all of Milwaukee? Snow! She had come up to my car, last June, and said, "It's 50 for a blow job with a condom. " I turned white and stuttered some friendly refusal, then sped away in terror at the thought of that amount of money! Yikes! Well, yesterday, I came upon one beautiful young hooker, trotting along westbound on Greenfield, between 22nd & 23rd streets, on the north sidewalk, her huge breasts bouncing. I pulled up. She was listening to music through headphones with her phone. I said, "Hey!" She turned back around and kept walking. I pulled up a half a block ahead and tried again. This time, to my astonishment, I though I recognized her. I said, "Are you snow?" Her countenance switched to happiness and familiarity, and she said, "Yes," as she gaily approached my car. I said, "Get in!" and she did. She agreed to my terms and submitted to my mouth check, which was clearly alien to her. My 24 1/2 years on the streets, I've always had a policy (and still do) of not touching my mouth on a hooker's breasts, no matter how beautiful they are. Well, I consciously, coolly, broke that rule yesterday, with the most beautiful woman in all of Silver City! Snow could walk into any club and be better looking than the vast majority of women in there! No drug damage! Yum! These are the hugest breasts I have ever glommed in my life! I can't nearly fit one in my hand! They're way bigger than my hands! 20. I sucked on her tits for perhaps 20 seconds, then she sucked my dick for probably 6 minutes. I shot into her mouth, and she spat my bile out the door. Then, I sucked those beautiful breasts for probably another 30 seconds. 10. I got her phone number and called hers, so she has mine, too. I really hope that I will be able to reach her on the phone! I will do tons more dates with her! In fact, I would have proposed marriage and family-building, were it not for a certain fact I dug out via questioning, that precludes her from being allowed to fulfill that distinctive role in my life, due to some unfashionable and stringent social attitute I have, even though Snow has a very fecund womb. But my God, is she beautiful! She had her hair up, unfortunately. She's a thick, voluptuous girl, like Rose, but she puts Rose to shame. Snow is a fiendish devil, just like I am. In fact, it is the blackness of the hearts of souls like me, Erika, and so many others that makes our paths cross and us get deeper involved with each other. It's the law of magnetism.

Next, I accosted Yari, as she walked away from the main drug house. I learned that I was mistaken, and this is not the same Yari I had my cock sucked by a year or two ago. They both have an underbite, but that Yari was a medium-brown-skinned woman who appears to be around 30 years old. This one is very light-skinned, almost white. She's Hispanic, and is missing her top set of teeth. I remarked to her about her missing top set, and she explained herself; I replied that missing teeth is great for hookers, and that I wish her bottom set were gone, too! Ha! She's in her 40's. 20. She sucked my cock for around ten minutes, then quit. It felt great, but she didn't make me cum. I will happily pick her up again, though, because it was worth the 20.

Finally, Baby Jess returned my phone call, and I picked her up 3 minutes after dropping off Yari. 20. Probably 9 minutes of cocksucking. Shoot! It was a mighty and intense orgasm, just like the one she'd procured me in my car the previous night! 10. I dropped her off.

So, in two days- actually, only around 26 hours- I did seven dates: three with Baby Jess, and four with four other hookers: Erika, Chella, Snow, and Yari. Three motel dates and four car dates. I am a pig.

These are interchangeable walking, talking communal fleshlights.

Body Shopper.

[Body Shopper]

I visited the street prostitute Rose in jail last September. I dropped $20 on her commissary after my visit, because I appreciate all of the loads she's wrung out of me in the past, and I know she'd wring more out of me if she wasn't behind bars. Some of us mongers have morality and loyalty, and some do not. I'm proud that I'm in the former category.

I think I had to pay $24, and she got $19 of that.

I was secretly planning on dropping the same gift amount once every two weeks or so, whenever I pass through on my way into Milwaukee.

She called me around an hour after I left.

She called me again the following evening, and I told her that Danny is cheating on her with Princess. She went silent and said she has to go, but that she'll call me back in 5 minutes. She said that two or three times, with me accepting it each time.

She never called me back. So, I never visited her again. So, she didn't keep getting my money while she was in jail. That's the way her cookie crumbled. I recommend the rest of my fellow males start comporting themselves with dignity, like I do. Never inform a person- male or female- of anything nice you're planning on doing for them. Never back down. Never give in. I never visited Rose again after she said she'd call me back, then didn't. Fuck her. Even though I was in love with her. I stuck to my guns and held true to my convictions. When a woman (or anybody, for that matter) draws a line in the sand, you should never cross it. Let them die.

And now, as I mentioned in a recent post, she texted me out of the blue and agreed to meet the following week, then blocked my number. I reached her two weeks later, which was one week after we were supposed to meet up, from a different phone number. She said, "Hey. " "Can I call you back in a minute?" I said, "Yes". Then I said, "You're not going to call me back, are you. " She hung up on me.

Now her phone number is out of service.

Props to me for refusing to give her any information about Erika or the scene. When she inquired a few weeks ago, I simply said, "I'll tell you all about it when I see you next week. " This, I did, because I refuse to give someone information they're seeking, if they're lying about meeting up with me, or if they will change their mind. I give info only in person, if I haven't seen or talked with the person on the phone in many moons.

I look forward to her return to the streets. The streets is where an unaccountable, dishonest wretch like her belongs. It is where every treasonous dirtball belongs. The streets is the place where they live and they die. Interchangeable, walking, talking, communal fleshlights.

[PeckerHead]

There are a number of girls walking the streets of Milwaukee that are down right scary looking, but there are also many who are at least "average" if not better than average. Girls like most guys would be happy to pick up in a bar or club or restaurant, maybe not Playboy Centerfold material, but that have average or a bit above attractiveness. I have spent an entire day cruising without finding even one, but then I've on several occasions found 2 or 3 or even 4 in the same day. I drive 170 miles each way to get to 35th and National, my starting point, so I tend to make a day of it when I come to town.

If all your doing is making a pass through while going for fresh avocados then it's no wonder you don't spot to many..

I drive through the area daily, multiple times of the day and night in the course of my employment and I can say I've seen nothing worthwhile out there. Nothing. Unless you have very low standards or have some sort of fetish picking up ugly drug addicted smelly women then go for it. You guys can keep trying to put lipstick on these pigs but they are still pigs.

[TrollMongo]

The streetwalkers only fans are necrophiliacs. 99.99% of you guys wouldn't touch these carrion if they came up to you in a bar and offered to pay you. It doesn't get any lower than this unless you literally start digging up dead women's bodies in a grave yard. Giddit.

There are a number of girls walking the streets of Milwaukee that are down right scary looking, but there are also many who are at least "average" if not better than average. Girls like most guys would be happy to pick up in a bar or club or restaurant, maybe not Playboy Centerfold material, but that have average or a bit above attractiveness. I have spent an entire day cruising without finding even one, but then I've on several occasions found 2 or 3 or even 4 in the same day. I drive 170 miles each way to get to 35th and National, my starting point, so I tend to make a day of it when I come to town.

If all your doing is making a pass through while going for fresh avocados then it's no wonder you don't spot to many.

Like everything else in this world, the quality cycles. A few years nothing much, then a few years it might look almost like Figueroa Street in LA or Aurora Avenue in Seattle.

[Double Life]

And that's a generous ranking, if you ask me. I haven't cruised in a while because the talent just wasn't there anymore and it's kind of mind boggling to see which girls some people go nuts over.

I still drive down from time to time because Pete's has the best large avacdos, pablanos, and jalapeños. Better than Sendicks. I drive the loop to get there. The streetwalkers only fans are necrophiliacs. 99.99% of you guys wouldn't touch these carrion if they came up to you in a bar and offered to pay you. It doesn't get any lower than this unless you literally start digging up dead women's bodies in a grave yard. "Hey, BS, I found one that isn't fully rotted!! Almost warm from the decomposition. Jackpot!" Giddit.

[BobSacamano]

You have an amazing number of posts and from all over the Country. Amazing stuff. What you'll find here in Milwaukee, especially on the streets, is that "good looking" simply doesn't exist currently. On a real world scale the average Milw SW is a 1-3.

HS.

And that's a generous ranking, if you ask me. I haven't cruised in a while because the talent just wasn't there anymore and it's kind of mind boggling to see which girls some people go nuts over.

[HuntingStreets]

That is amazing story. Hard to believe you came twice. Personally I have never had more than one girl in day. The main reason is that I prefer to get maximum satisfaction from cumming. The other reason is that is hard to find more than one girl that is good looking and gives good service. I would like to cum more then once with girl however. It also amazing that these girls were so reasonably priced.

You have an amazing number of posts and from all over the Country. Amazing stuff. What you'll find here in Milwaukee, especially on the streets, is that "good looking" simply doesn't exist currently. On a real world scale the average Milw SW is a 1-3.

HS.

[MongerSeeker]

That is amazing story. Hard to believe you came twice. Personally I have never had more than one girl in day. The main reason is that I prefer to get maximum satisfaction from cumming. The other reason is that is hard to find more than one girl that is good looking and gives good service. I would like to cum more then once with girl however. It also amazing that these girls were so reasonably priced.

All of my writing on this forum is fiction, including this post.

I arrived in town Wednesday morning, the day before yesterday. A lady was getting kicked out of the motel I was checking into. In two minutes, I struck up a deal where she stays with me for suck and fuck. The moment she stepped into my room, the owner came out and told her to leave again. So, I took her across the street. I paid a mere $12 toward her motel there, while I held her phone that she had offered me for collateral. We repaired to her room. This fat, blond pig sucked my noodle for probably four minutes, then told me to fuck her while it was 60% hard. It quickly deflated to 50%, and as many times as I stuffed it back into her pussy with my finger, it kept coming out. She sucked me another minute or two. We tried to fuck again with my floppy thing, but to no avail. I had agreed to pay her 10 more afterward, but after this lousy service, I told her that I'm not going to. She accepted that. She said her name was Brittany, and that she occasionally works Greenfield Avenue. She refused to tell me any of her acquaintances on Greenfield, but asked me mine. The first one I listed was Erika. She goes, "Eww! She's a heroin addict!" I said, "I know. But she's also a crack addict!" Brittany acknowledged that. You see, Brit had told me about her crack habit before I even told her about my slore habit. Brit said that Erika was at the trap house she was at the previous night! Later, Erika told me that that woman had identified herself as Jackie at the trap house. Small world. So, lousy service, but at least 10 minutes of sucking and fucking for $12. Not a bad deal! Ha!

Next I picked up the notorious Chella! I used my trick I've been doing on Erika on Chella. I had her suck me for around 10 minutes or so, and then I commanded her to flop back on the bed how I'd instructed her to before we got started. She thrust herself back and flung her legs wide, and I hopped onto the bed, at the very side edge that faces the chair I'd been sitting on. I rammed my cock into the wettest pussy I've ever felt in my life. I thrust hard, repeatedly, for probably 45 seconds of paradise. Done. 50. I drove her to her next date, downtown. I waited around a half an hour, then scooped her up again and took her home. I did all of this for free, because I appreciate slores who make me come at an affordable rate. And because I'm not near my house, so I don't have much to do between orgasms.

Simps abound. I am not allowed to say what I'm doing with Erika nor Chella, because the former can't afford to have her clients read it, and the latter her boyfriend! Can you fucking believe that?! LOL.

This pig had a particularly itchy nutsack that warm Wednesday. Luckily, I found many swine to scratch it.

I went over to the drug house that Erika spends most of her time at, and started creeping. I asked one lady on the street if Erika's in there. She was cautious in her answers. I pulled back up to her when she got to Greenfield. She was carrying a coffee pot and a bag of stuff. I asked her if she wants a ride. She declined. I asked her to come over so that I can see her. I asked her to get in and talk while I drive her to National. She accepted. 20.15 minutes later, I was squirting semen into her mouth! 10. Said her name is Lesa, pronounced Lisa, but with an "e". Afterward, she had me drop her right back off at the drug house. I wrote a note for Erika with my phone number on it. She said that Erika is up there, and that she will deliver it.

On my way back toward Greenfield, I accosted Yari, asking her about Erika's whereabouts. Same shit. Yari offered me her number. I instead had her give me hers, and I called it. Her phone was having problems, or she didn't know how to use it, she said. But she assured me that my number would be on her phone, and that she would give it to Erika and have her call me if she sees her. I also reminded Yari that she sucked my dick once. She didn't remember. Yes, gents. I've pumped into her mouth, too.

No sooner had I gotten back out on Greenfield, then Hazel came up to my car and told me to let her in, so I did. I'd been wanting to get with Hazel for a while. 20. This slore is a great cocksucker! Let me tell you, the blow job she gives is right up there with Jill and Erika! Holy shit! I am so happy that we connected, finally. While Erika's blow job is my preference over everyone else's, I will say that both Erika and Jill, as skilled as they are, seem to be going through the motions when they suck my cock. Maybe this meeting with Hazel was treated special by her, because I've been pulling up to her for several years, and she studies my writings on here, and wanted a great review; but whatever the case, she was extremely attentive the entire time, and applied a smorgasbord of techniques, each of which were equally as skilled and important, one more filthy than the next. By and by, after perhaps 10 minutes or so, Hazel unleashed a torrent of sperm that shot into her capable, adroit mouth! 10. Life is so great, guys! You're blind if you think our streets aren't full of slores! Hazel's personality is much like mine. The common person finds us to be unbearable. We aren't the friendliest sort, and when two such creatures congregate, it is a meeting that the average person would find quite repugnant. I have an easier time getting along with soft souls who aren't like me; but I enjoyed Hazels's company, and we got along fine. Over the years, there has been much strife between us on the streets, though. As I stated, she is a student of my writings on this forum. She actually has called me by my screen name on here for many moons. I definitely plan on picking up Hazel again. This was an extremely enjoyable blow job. Don't get me wrong- Lesa and Gina, the latter of whom I am about to write about, had personalities that click better with mine- but as I stated in my previous post, sex is what I'm after out here, and while I do plan on picking up Lesa and Gina if I see them again, I definitely plan on picking up Hazel, because she is in the top 10%, or probably even 5% of cocksuckers, in terms of skill. Again, she employed a large smorgasbord of techniques, each more delightful than the next! And what a legendary meeting of swine: Body Shopper and Hazel. It was bound to happen sooner or later. For two pigs like us to not ever bump uglies is as ludicrous as the notion that Erika and Danny have never bumped uglies in the many years they've known each other. Pigs will be pigs, and I will die like a dog.

Next up was Gina. I had cum three times already that day, but I picked her up! Through the window, after obtaining her name, I asked her if she used to panhandle on 27th by Oklahoma. She said, "yes"! Remember, gents? I told you that I propositioned a panhandler named Gina a year or two ago. Ha! So, we repaired to my spot. Gina, too, is in close with Erika. Erika is her favorite person out on these hard streets. 20. Suck, pump, spit. 10. You pigs know the drill. Gina is toothless, BTW, with the exception of the tiniest ivory stubble on her top, front gum. Too bad, because that stubble detracts from what otherwise would be the toothless experience. Gina is a sweetheart! She complimented my appearance! This was the first compliment my fat, middle-aged ass got on the street in two years! Though this came after the blow job, not before it, like most of the compliments I got in prior decades did. She also complimented my being "trimmed and well-kept" on my genitals. I swiftly and gleefully replied that the reason I began my grooming down there is because last August or September, Erika advised me to, unsolicited. Gina and I had already talked about Erika, and what a central pillar she is in both of our lives. Gina, too, had me drop her off at the drug house Erika hangs out at. I sent a message in with her, as well, to call me.

At one point, I accosted a couple who were making out on the sidewalk a few doors down from the drug house. Black guy, but I couldn't tell what the woman looked like. She seemed small, like Erika, and dressed how she'd be dressed, so I stalked them as they crossed the intersection, then I pulled up and waited for them. I rolled down my window as they passed by, and said, "Erika?" The guy said, "wrong person". I said "sorry" and sped off.

When my nuts start itching, I dedicate my time to seeking out women who make a living by scratching itchy genitals. Especially The Fellating Messiah.

The next slore who emerged from that drug house was none other than Jessi of The Holy Trinity! By this time, it was around midnight, and Erika had just messaged me from someone else's phone, saying she'll be right down. So, I pulled a couple of blocks down and parked. Told Jessi that I already came four times in the past half-a-day, but I'll give her 20 to suck until either Erika emerges or Jessi deems the time is up. She gladly accepted. She sucked my limp noodle in the dark on that street until I received a text message from that number. It turned out it wasn't Erika, but I though it was, so I drove back, and there was Erika standing there! Yes! So, Jessi only had to suck my cock for probably 4 minutes for that 20. Good deal for her. It was nice for me, too, to get to do a quick date with her, as I never happen to see her out there, even though she works all day and night every day and night, just like all the other drug addicts.

Erika got in, and we went to the motel. She was zonked out. I laid her down on the bed, removed her socks so that she could be comfortable, and we slept a night together. The following morning, she sucked me for a good 20 minutes, but to no avail, because she was nodding off from heroin. I have her 30.

I found Erika twice more that day, and did a car date each time.

The first one was in broad daylight. Some young mulatto adult male walked one foot from the driver's side of our car while she was sucking my cock. Two minutes later, he walked back. She had a bright, pink jacket on, and I a bright, purple t-shirt. So, he definitely saw what we were doing. He didn't look at us once, though, even from behind, as I was watching him in the side mirror. This is the first time I just kept on going, while someone walked by that near us. First time I kept going as long as I did after being seen. I shot in Erika's mouth, then dropped her off.

The second one was at dusk. She sucked my cock for exactly nine minutes. I shot into her mouth. Both of these car date blow jobs were as heavenly as a blow job can be. Erika makes me feel so great when she sucks my cock. She is a gift from heaven, truly. I wish I could get sucked by her every day, thrice daily.

So, three dates yesterday: blow job, damage of 30 on each. One motel date and two car dates. She didn't make me cum on the first date, but did on the second two. She tried on the first one, but couldn't because she was nodding off. All three dates were with Erika. The second one, I picked her up from outside the other drug house, not her main one. The third one, I found her walking Greenfield between 23rd & 24th, south sidewalk, eastbound.

The previous day was my greatest day of sloremongering, ever! Six different women, four of whom I'd never had before! Four orgasms! Damage of 172.

Body Shopper.