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I have made several late night recons on Conkling. And I have not seen these flights of fantasy, A great read. But if these girls really exist does anybody mind sharing? trading?
I will continue with my nocturnal visits to see if I can encounter one of these wonders that has managed to have eluded me. So far...
[QUOTE=AgentMulder;2101895]Cool Spring night as I pull into a side street from the main road and now the rain come -.
A misty fog is stagnant over the asphalt pavement: a thick impenetrable curtain. It suddenly parts and Taylor (a 25 year old fresh faced blonde from Delaware) emerges...[/QUOTE]Dude WTF was that some kind of romance novel? This is a forum for reporting on SW who typically are sucking the cocks of various random mongers with oftentimes questionable hygiene, and you are engaging in "passionate deep french kissing" with this "fresh face blond from Delaware", eeewwwww LOL! Whatever floats your boat homie!
Tell the truth now, Taylor is really a 39 yrs old H. Junkie sipping a redi filled glass straw. She had scabby covered arms and pick marks covering her face. She smelled like she hadn't bathed since her week long bender started and had greasy smelly hair in need of washing. When she dropped her drawers the lovely aromas of funky pussy and an unwashed booty filled the air, and you went ahead and barebacked her! No shame in this bro, I love these kind of chicks too!
[QUOTE=LikkerFront;2102339]Dude WTF was that some kind of romance novel? This is a forum for reporting on SW who typically are sucking the cocks of various random mongers with oftentimes questionable hygiene, and you are engaging in "passionate deep french kissing" with this "fresh face blond from Delaware", eeewwwww LOL! Whatever floats your boat homie!
Tell the truth now.[/QUOTE]"Sour apple," or is that grape? LOL.
Just a simple floral prose to convey my encounter for all to enjoy, homy boy, or is that just "Homie." LOL.
Couple of you fellas tried to hit my PM and it was full, I made some space so please try again. Thanks!
Your mailbox is full.
Rolled around the be / CB loops this morning for quite a while and saw almost nothing out. Spotted a tall drink of water named Angie by the church. She appeared to be waiting for someone at first but it was just a ploy to keep uncle from pulling her up. She gets in and informs me that she usually gets standard tuition for just skull work and twice plus for half and half.. I informed her good luck getting that while walking the streets. So she backs off of that amount to a more reasonable donation and we're off to my sanctuary. She partakes of the rock so her teeth were starting to show the tell tale signs of rock rot but she didn't have that crack diet look and her jeans showed off her amazing assets. Once we get buck, she begins with some soft and tender mic work that gets my soldier to attention most ricky tick. I had to stop her because I still want to crush it mish style. She looked amazing on her back. Love the limber flexible girls. I had her legs pinned to her ears and began the solid thrusting motion. Didn't take long till I had the baby batter splattered all over her belly. Great ride for both of us. Asked her for digits but got the same old lame excuse about lost phone, minutes, stolen by a being from another dimension.. Blah blah... She was fun though and as a added bonus didn't smell malodorous. Yay me. I'll definitely repeat if I see her out again.
[QUOTE=AgentMulder;2101895]Cool Spring night as I pull into a side street from the main road and now the rain come -.
A misty fog is stagnant over the asphalt pavement: a thick impenetrable curtain. It suddenly parts and Taylor (a 25 year old fresh faced blonde from Delaware) emerges.
As Taylor draws near I realizes that she's wet. Her sheer Summer dress is a winner in any wet T-shirt contest, the fabric clings tightly to her breasts like Kate Upton's banned photos on you-tube.
My eyes widen. My mouth drops. I gawked like an awestruck school boy peeping into a girls shower after gym class as Taylor shivers next to the passenger side window.
When I'the regained my faculty, she's already sitting next to me. "You don't mind if I turn on the heater, do you?" Taylor asks rhetorically and reaches for the thermostat.
Her eyes narrow in a mischievous way and her flowing strawberry blond hair cascades wildly in front of the air vent "see'mom, let's get out of here" she says with a curious little smile hanging on her lips.
Taylor beams knowingly at me as if she knows something that I don't, or haven't yet come to the realization of; something only a woman's intuition could offer. Usually within the first 15 to 30 seconds of meeting a new guy.
"Sure darling, you betcha." as I grin, and nodded. A while later, in a dark parking lot;.
We sat and ate pizza in the front seat of my SUV and watched the traffic go by in the pouring rain. I laughed and carry-on like I haven't done in a long time, not since before my divorce a little over a year ago. Taylor seems like a real cool chick!
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. With a silly little grin on my face I sat back against the lumbar support eyeing the sparse traffic with their diminishing tail lights fading into the heavy down pour.
Suddenly, I felt a touch to my arm. I glanced over at Taylor. Her soft bedroom eyes beckoned meaningfully with that perfect combination of submissiveness and passion. As irresistible as the Sunrise. I moved in for the kiss.
To my mild surprise, Taylor reciprocated passionately with deep french kisses as if I was her long lost lover. "Take me" she whispered firmly as she guided my right hand to cup her perfectly shaped 36 C breast. She then playfully reached down and begin to caress my rapidly stiffen cock.
Taylor unzipped my jeans, took out my cock, which was absolutely raging at this point, into her wonderfully warm mouth and took it all the way down to the back of her throat! I reckon if there was any doubts in my mind as to who was in charge of the moment went straight out of window right then and there. For I am totally at her mercy as Taylor alternate between sucking my throbbing cock with wet rimming action.
But then, it was time for me to own up as a man. I flip Taylor over onto her stomach and begin to caress her bared back with the tip of my fingers. Her perfectly shaped apple bottom wiggled tentatively as my throbbing cock glided over her forbidden entrance.
Furtively, Taylor, with her striking green eyes glanced over her shoulders at me "go for it then, if you must" she pouted between her heavy breathing "but please don't hurt me" she further contends through her voluptuously ripened lips.
For a brief moment, time seemed to stand still. On the one hand, perverse passion as unyielding as my raging hard-on transcends all rational. Then, on the other hand; temperance.
I contemplated, I did, for about a nanosecond. But in the end, as inevitable as the onrushing tide crashing towards the shore, savage desire prevailed; being bad never felt so right.
Slowly, the pink skin around her pleasure cavity expended, conforming, devouring my engorged cock as I pushed ever deeper into her. I was totally and helplessly enthralled with euphoria. All that came between us was that perfect synchronicity of our moans as I pumped away rhythmically, stabbing her love canal balls deep with my throbbing shaft.
Suddenly, her hands tighten. Her nail digs into my wrists, and her moan of passion reaches a climatic crescendo "Oh my god, I'm coming... I'm coming." as her trembling voice contends. "I want to feel you're warmth inside me... Please give it to me now." Taylor, now shrieks in demand.
The world around me was spinning out of control as I hang on for dear life. But "Who am I to denied her" was the only thought that went through my mind. I can't hold back any longer. I blasted my load deep inside her again, and again.
Wow, WAF at # - would be a monumental understatement as I lay next to her with nothing more to give. Time has lost all meanings.
I never realize how acute my senses were as the rain continue to pour. I could almost pick out the cadence of each individual rain drop as it pelted against the back window.
Holding her hand in mine, Taylor beams meaningfully at me, again, with that curious little smile. Now I know.
I don't remember exactly what happened next, after we both got dressed. Just random acts of habit flashing by in montage;.
- Breaking out a fresh pack of Marlboro reds, I took one out, and tilted the open pack towards her in offering.
- I flick open the top of an old Zippo with a Ping, coaxing it to flame, and lit both cigarettes.
- Taylor closed her eyes, takes a long drag, and exhale satisfyingly as smoke exits her pursed lips.
I smiled contently, with a cigarette in hand I slid back into the plush driver's seat and closed my eyes.
The ensuing rush of pure euphoria was beyond the capability of any written words could convey. This was definitely a most singularly pleasurable, a pure, unadulterated encounter, indeed.
-Fox.[/QUOTE]Pleasure cavity... A big fan of that reference. Question though..is it safe to say you had the unending aroma of pizza hangin on your junk for the rest of the night? LOL?
Your prose is inspiring!
[QUOTE=AgentMulder;2101895]Cool Spring night as I pull into a side street from the main road and now the rain come -.
A misty fog is stagnant over the asphalt pavement: a thick impenetrable curtain. It suddenly parts and Taylor (a 25 year old fresh faced blonde from Delaware) emerges.
As Taylor draws near I realizes that she's wet. Her sheer Summer dress is a winner in any wet T-shirt contest, the fabric clings tightly to her breasts like Kate Upton's banned photos on you-tube.
My eyes widen. My mouth drops. I gawked like an awestruck school boy peeping into a girls shower after gym class as Taylor shivers next to the passenger side window.
When I'the regained my faculty, she's already sitting next to me. "You don't mind if I turn on the heater, do you?" Taylor asks rhetorically and reaches for the thermostat.
Her eyes narrow in a mischievous way and her flowing strawberry blond hair cascades wildly in front of the air vent "see'mom, let's get out of here" she says with a curious little smile hanging on her lips.
Taylor beams knowingly at me as if she knows something that I don't, or haven't yet come to the realization of; something only a woman's intuition could offer. Usually within the first 15 to 30 seconds of meeting a new guy.
"Sure darling, you betcha." as I grin, and nodded. A while later, in a dark parking lot;.
We sat and ate pizza in the front seat of my SUV and watched the traffic go by in the pouring rain. I laughed and carry-on like I haven't done in a long time, not since before my divorce a little over a year ago. Taylor seems like a real cool chick!
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. With a silly little grin on my face I sat back against the lumbar support eyeing the sparse traffic with their diminishing tail lights fading into the heavy down pour.
Suddenly, I felt a touch to my arm. I glanced over at Taylor. Her soft bedroom eyes beckoned meaningfully with that perfect combination of submissiveness and passion. As irresistible as the Sunrise. I moved in for the kiss.
To my mild surprise, Taylor reciprocated passionately with deep french kisses as if I was her long lost lover. "Take me" she whispered firmly as she guided my right hand to cup her perfectly shaped 36 C breast. She then playfully reached down and begin to caress my rapidly stiffen cock.
Taylor unzipped my jeans, took out my cock, which was absolutely raging at this point, into her wonderfully warm mouth and took it all the way down to the back of her throat! I reckon if there was any doubts in my mind as to who was in charge of the moment went straight out of window right then and there. For I am totally at her mercy as Taylor alternate between sucking my throbbing cock with wet rimming action.
But then, it was time for me to own up as a man. I flip Taylor over onto her stomach and begin to caress her bared back with the tip of my fingers. Her perfectly shaped apple bottom wiggled tentatively as my throbbing cock glided over her forbidden entrance.
Furtively, Taylor, with her striking green eyes glanced over her shoulders at me "go for it then, if you must" she pouted between her heavy breathing "but please don't hurt me" she further contends through her voluptuously ripened lips.
For a brief moment, time seemed to stand still. On the one hand, perverse passion as unyielding as my raging hard-on transcends all rational. Then, on the other hand; temperance.
I contemplated, I did, for about a nanosecond. But in the end, as inevitable as the onrushing tide crashing towards the shore, savage desire prevailed; being bad never felt so right.
Slowly, the pink skin around her pleasure cavity expended, conforming, devouring my engorged cock as I pushed ever deeper into her. I was totally and helplessly enthralled with euphoria. All that came between us was that perfect synchronicity of our moans as I pumped away rhythmically, stabbing her love canal balls deep with my throbbing shaft.
Suddenly, her hands tighten. Her nail digs into my wrists, and her moan of passion reaches a climatic crescendo "Oh my god, I'm coming... I'm coming." as her trembling voice contends. "I want to feel you're warmth inside me... Please give it to me now." Taylor, now shrieks in demand.
The world around me was spinning out of control as I hang on for dear life. But "Who am I to denied her" was the only thought that went through my mind. I can't hold back any longer. I blasted my load deep inside her again, and again.
Wow, WAF at # - would be a monumental understatement as I lay next to her with nothing more to give. Time has lost all meanings.
I never realize how acute my senses were as the rain continue to pour. I could almost pick out the cadence of each individual rain drop as it pelted against the back window.
Holding her hand in mine, Taylor beams meaningfully at me, again, with that curious little smile. Now I know.
I don't remember exactly what happened next, after we both got dressed. Just random acts of habit flashing by in montage;.
- Breaking out a fresh pack of Marlboro reds, I took one out, and tilted the open pack towards her in offering.
- I flick open the top of an old Zippo with a Ping, coaxing it to flame, and lit both cigarettes.
- Taylor closed her eyes, takes a long drag, and exhale satisfyingly as smoke exits her pursed lips.
I smiled contently, with a cigarette in hand I slid back into the plush driver's seat and closed my eyes.
The ensuing rush of pure euphoria was beyond the capability of any written words could convey. This was definitely a most singularly pleasurable, a pure, unadulterated encounter, indeed.
-Fox.[/QUOTE]She could take your cock all the way down. I have never experienced that.
Once again I had the rare opportunity to go hunting in your fine city. After midnight I found myself on the WW loop first, where the LE presence was simply ridiculous. While I did see a few WSW and one BSW, I didn't feel safe to pick anyone up due to the excessive number of patrol cars. So I decided to try my luck over in Brooklyn.
As I drove past the Salvation Army, I saw what I thought was a WSW with shoulder-length bottle-red hair, so I did a drive-by; and a double-take. From the road she looked TGTBT: Petite Frame, dancer-toned, gorgeous features, and well groomed. Reacting to the immediate red-flag I took the time to scout the area. No LE presence, no one suspiciously lurking nearby, not even much traffic... What the hell, I took a chance.
When I drove up she seemed hesitant to acknowledge me at first, and after a few head-nods she got in the car. At this point I realized that she was actually a BSW! Her skin was so luminous and healthy that it had reflected white in my headlights! Her shapely backside hadn't even hit the seat before she did a cop-check. She seemed a little rattled, and immediately asked me what I wanted to do. (amber flag!) I told her that I wanted to move away from the area before we talked shop, and I could tell that she had no idea where we might be going; but she seemed sharp and focused. There was no sign of drug use, and I realized that I had a true unblemished gem here. A Newbie!
She goes by Faith. She went on to tell me that she had tried to date the night before, but that she and her client were pulled over on the way to their notell. Apparently our brother-in-hunting was able to get both of them off the hook, and that was the end of that. Good job whoever you are, I salute you!
Negotiations were awkward, as I impressed upon her the poor choice of asking "what services I would like", and she thought that half-and-half was something that You put in coffee. (Amber Flag?) I was able to communicate what was desired non-verbally, and once she got it she was enthusiastic about the idea. She wanted 4 jacksons as motivation, I informed her that the going rate was 2, we agreed at 3. I'm glad that we did!
After moving to the back seat she showed off her chest at my request, revealing a perfectly formed pair of A-Cups, and a body that a high-school cheerleader would have been proud of! She moved to CBJ, and her technique was decent. Lots of suction, tongue, and lip action; though the boys could have used more attention. From there we went to mish, and I got a chance to taste those A's. She smelled / tasted freshly showered, lotioned, and warm. When I finally got a look at her kitty it was very neatly trimmed, and was easily porn-star quality! I was dying... But I wanted to hit that from behind before the end, and finished doggy. She kept pounding her petite bottom back against me until I begged her to stop...
We had a very friendly ride back to her hunting ground, and I found out that she is a BP provider new to the area. Business was slow there, so she had taken to the streets to make some extra cash while she was waiting for her (pimp?) manager to line up some more business. She seems very eager to please, intellegent, and yet still business-oriented.
SW Scale: Off the Chart. (Civi is in the 8 - 9 range; perfect 10 if you have a high-school cheerleader fetish).
Service: 8/10 - with extra points for friendliness.
Tuition: Above standard, but worth it for quality IMHO.
Contact Information: Available to Established Seniors that I trust. (its a short list...).
Be good to this one gentlemongers!
Nailo.
Good morning... When the weather gets nice, we get on the prowl. Well went to go see one of my favs. Apparently Ashley doesn't have enough for her room so she hits me up. I picked her up around the way. Since she didn't have a room, we the do in the car. Very good BBBJ to finish off with MISH. Always love having her little spinner body underneath mine. Standard tuition.
I met up with Nikki again this weekend. Man, this young lady is the definition of GFE! She takes her time to make sure that I get everything exactly as I like it. She is so cute and petite, with an awesome little butt as you can see. Loads of attention to the boys, lots of licking and sucking and just generally a great time. She is also simply fun to hang out with, too. Nikki told me she was trimming her hair so she would have a little patch but messed it up and wound up having to shave it all. She wants to let it grow back, and I really hope she does. She is trying to work mainly from her phone, so if you have credibility on this forum her number is probably available. I have to run everyone by her before giving it out. If you happen to see her out she is absolutely worth stopping for. Treat her very well. She deserves it.
Here are the rest of the pictures from this weekend. Nikki is an awesome date and a good person. We had an issue once, but thankfully that has since been resolved. Treat her very well, guys. She deserves it.
[QUOTE=KingMountain;2102798]She could take your cock all the way down. I have never experienced that.[/QUOTE]However, one can not, in good conscience expect a concept in abstract to be fully comprehended by a person who lacks the proper blood flow above the neck due to. A self proclaimed. Demands, needed elsewhere.
Now, a toast to a few of the recently posted encounters by the likes of Saber, Nailo, Crofton and so on... Cheers!
Your willingness to parlay stirring exploits into something informative, and most of all entertaining is most rousing. And your effort to do so is appreciated.
Withe that being said, perhaps lighting due strike twice. I picked up a perviously reported Backpage Girl walking along Patapsco avenue. And I will try to post my encounter soon.
-Fox.
Met up with her Friday night blonde short hair very attactive for a woman 54 year old nice breasys took her to my place had a couple of drinks and headed to the bedroom that is when the hang ups started said she would pull up her skirt and she would bend over no blow job no playing with the boys finally got her clothes off but would no change her mind tuned me off and took her home no repeat unless the BJ's start.
I recently had the good fortune to meet Jessica from CB. I'd seen her strolling around 2nd and Pontiac once or twice before. She's a spinner, with awesome legs, about 5'3 with reddish hair past her shoulders. Sometimes her hair is permed, but this time it was straight. She's got a cute face, and looks smokin' hot in tight shorts and a tank top. We went to my spot where I laid back and she crawled between my legs. Her oral skills are tops. I was standing up in no time with her BB oral massage. Then she started to DT me. Her nose was bouncing off my belly again and again. I was surprised she took it all the way down, as I am a little long. It felt great. We switched to covered mish and banged for a while. She really got into it as I pinned her legs up in the air so far they were almost behind her head. Then I asked her to finish me orally with BBBJCIM. She continued to pleasure me after I completed, just like a pornstar. She was pleasant, but I did feel a little rushed. I will repeat for oral. Be careful, LE presence was obvious.
Baltoman.
[QUOTE=KingMountain;2102798]She could take your cock all the way down. I have never experienced that.[/QUOTE]