Great First Report: Welcome Aboard!
[QUOTE=MilStreetMeat;6283093]Long time lurker, 1st time sharing. Some of you have been a big help with who seems safe and who to avoid. Figured I would share a some info from previous experiences with those that have helped me find a few good times.
Angie on L, most definitely worth a visit. Nice body, FS, pretty open with the menu. Easy on the wallet. Friendly, nice to chat with, has not tried to ditch or steal. So far! Seen a few time, and will again.
Amy on L, pretty similar to Angie except Amy has that 100% spinner body. Very tight and she tapped out not long into it. Maybe a return.
There is a prego white girl that lurks streets on L. Seems like an open menu, but not my thing. To each his own.
White girl with dyed blonde hair on G. A little thick. Seems like the kind that will ditch if paid up front.
Seems like many of you are familiar with Erica and Rose on G. I would like to thank those who mentioned those 2 on here! Both safe, clean and skilled.
Maria. Around 9 to 11 on G. Thicker hispanic chick. Good BJ, don't catch.
Lele. Usually between 16 to 20 on and. Long hair, tattoo on left side of face. Pretty open menu, nice to chat with. Def repeat.
Brunette on and between 15 to 20. Uses different names. Dee at one time. Monroe or Dimple piercing on right side of face. Talks like open menu, but will throat past completion. So repeating.
I will share a few more when I can. DM for a pic of Amy or Angie. Sorry, just a face pic![/QUOTE]I'll second Craven. That is a fantastic first report! Well done, and I appreciate all of the information.
A) Rose b) Lifestyle c) Faith
[QUOTE=DickMcNuggets;6286155]I saw her a few times, back before she took the glass diet and had beautiful fat tits. So I hit her up and holy shit time is a cruel monster. She has a nice slender body but the tits look like oatmeal cream pies with the stretch marks she has. Her head game actually was pretty good and she didn't forget how to ride some dick. A solid C-note will get you whatever you want including filming. She has around 4-5 months before is all goes to shit.
She does get very flaky in replying to your messages so be patient with her as I caught her dozing off a lot so it might be from her recreational activities. You might catch her bartending in the city.[/QUOTE]Less than half a c-note will get you all of that with her, unless you're 400 pounds or 80 years old.
I've never had her ride my dick, although I am intrigued by your mention of it and may try out her riding skills one of these visits. The three times I've fucked her, I've been the active partner and she the passive. She is always looking bored or discomforted while I'm fucking her. One thing I like about street meat is that it usually doesn't wax dishonestly like so many other women do.
The monster is not time, but lifestyle. As I said, Amy on Lincoln will show signs of roughage by April if she remains on the streets. One thing that hurts and hardens my heart- and that I'm sure affects all of us mongers- is watching these beauties deteriorate much more rapidly than they otherwise would. To witness it in dozens upon dozens of slores I shoot into, and to learn of the deaths of a couple of slores each year that I shoot into, causes a dark learnedness which, to be honest, we would be better off never reaching.
I don't know where Erika and I stand after that last date that went "sideways". She hasn't answered my call or responded to my texts. I consider her to have the greatest character of any street prostitute I've ever known, but if she leaves me high and dry for no reason, obviously my assessment of her will change. As of now, I am still 100% on board with her and support her. Last spring, there were a few months in which she was incommunicado, and when I showed her the texts I'd sent her, she seemed sincerely surprised, guilty, and sorry, apologizing profusely. Some people have faith in Jesus, some in Buddha, some in the devil, some in their local pedophile and / or homosexual priest; me, I have faith in the Holy Trinity. All of us have our faith challenged or even shaken by life's events, and it never feels good. I hope that Jessi resumes her post, Rose gets in my car next time I pull up, and Erika and I resume our dates. I even leave my wallet out around Erika nowadays and have not had anything stolen. She is the only prostitute I have ever done that around.
Anyone have Amy or Maria's contact info?
Strolled through the south loop numerous times and didn't find a single shawty. If anyone has Amy's contact info DM me please.
Linc is still nothing for me
[QUOTE=Mannheim;6291357]Had breakfast with Marie, 8th & Lincoln. Then later had brunch with Angel, National & 20th. Both held good conversation, no complaints from me.[/QUOTE]I've included Lincoln again and outside of missing that little base on Saturday, don't see anything new. Then come here and everyone sees them. I'll keep trying. And angel you say? That had to be an expensive brunch. She's hot but so money hungry.
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A Not Very Exciting Cruise
This will be a very quick and short review of my cruise on the South Loops last Friday. I'm slow getting the review up cause quite frankly pretty much nothing worth while happened. I think the highlight of my day was lunch at Taqueria El Cabrito on 11th Street while I was hoping street action would pick up.
I was in town cruising for 6 or 7 hours I guess, and really didn't find anything very exciting, although I did get a GREAT BBBJCIM from a girl I'd passed up about 4 times previous (Bella). (Photo Below) I also picked up 4 others, although I seem to have used rather poor judgment in all those cases. No problems from them, they just weren't what I like, and with a half dozen layers of clothing for the cold weather, who knew?
Sorry I don't remember any names. There were quite a few girls out, it just seemed like each one looked worse than the one before.
Oh well, I'm taking a bunch of vacation time in March so maybe my luck will be better.
I also heard some very sad news...It seems Barbie, one of my BIG favorites, was hit by a car and hurt badly...maybe paralyzed. If anyone has heard more, please let me know
Threat, Rip Off, Blow Jobs, & More
I came into town a few nights ago and hit the loop at around 7:00 pm I had cruised Greenfield up and down a few times and Lincoln up and down once, when I came upon Krisi The Cocksucker. Hadn't gone to National yet, and it was around 7:40. She had on a decent pair of pants, but was still looking pretty wintery and not too sexy, but at least she had only two eyes again and I really wanted to shoot two loads before heading back home later that same night, so I picked her up. She did not disappoint! 25. Probably 10 minutes of toothless head. Shoot. Spit. 5. This is probably the 7th-to-10th date we've done since I met her just shy of a year ago, and she's pumped me clean every time, without exception. Keep your eye on her, gents. She's becoming a staple of Greenfield Avenue. Not the best looker, but sure as hell not the worst, and by golly, she never ever has a bad attitude, so if you're seeking a cocksucker who you never have to worry about going psycho on you, it's Krisi. She's always calm and amiable. She doesn't do any fancy techniques. She's purely a basic suckerfish, out working the streets, doing her thing. She's got a soul behind those eyes, though, as conversation proves. Loves her heroin and her crack-cocaine. Making strides, ascending in the Silver City Slore hierarchy. Doing great things.
Cruised again from around 12:30 until 4:00 in the wee hours. Picked up a rat who said her name's Jessica on National, at around 25th street. She conned me into abandoning my protocol- which I do occasionally abandon on my own, especially on National, simply because I don't know of any spots far away but close to National (east or west of the track) - and even then, I always take them around half-a-mile away- and she stole $20 from me. She's white, thin, and appears young, I'd say 20's. Her appearance, voice, and to some extent countenance are very similar to Ashley on 9th & Greenfield, whose mother Christie (beautiful soul that she was) passed away last February from a beating administered by her ex-boyfriend on the norf side. So, a gravelly, gritty voice, bright blue eyes (Ashley's are more grayish blue), hair a dirty blonde, quick, unclear speech. We hemmed and hawed, back and forth, and eventually she convinced me to take her back and park one block away from where I picked her up at. Handed her the $20, pulled my pants down, and she got out and shut the door and vanished back into the night from whence she came. Wore.
Undaunted, I pulled my pants back up and continued cruising the three main strolls.
Called lots of girls. Got a hold of Sarah in very Strict Land who goes by "Madison" on the street. This is the second time within the past month that she's stood me up on the phone. She asks how much I have, I tell her, and she tells me to come meet her. This time, though, she said she's on 32nd & Wisconsin! So, I cruised all the way up there, and she didn't answer her phone. Whoever wants her number can message me and I'll give it to you. Fuck with me, I'll fuck you back. Tell her you have $100 and then stand her up.
I pulled up to a young crud who identified herself as some Hispanic name I can't quite remember, in the parking lot of Speedway on 9th & Greenfield. Pass. Pulled up to a young mulatto in the alley that goes north-and-south between 9th & 10th streets, between Greenfield and Orchard. Some exotic name I can't remember. Tempting, but pass. Pulled up to a white crud going by the bank between 16th & 17th. She looked nervous as hell. Pulled back around onto 17th street and cut her off at the pass. Asked her her name. She didn't submit to my query but instead barfed a question of her own. I repeated mine, as no one can dominate me, and she said, "You're creepy, dude. " I drove off. Little does she know that that's a great compliment to a man. I picked up Bee from 7th & Greenfield. Homeless, fat, stinky bugger. Lied and said that if I smell something, it's the cats that live with her. I gave her change which I roughly estimate to have been $3 and had her get back out.
By and by, called Becca. She was 0-for-4 in the year-and-a-half or so that I'd known her, but after 3 hours of cruising and needing now to start driving home, I was desperate, and she's always pleasant and sucks cock, so I figured what the heck. We messaged back and forth and I didn't think she'd show, but by God she did! I scooped her up at around 4:00 in the morning. This time I did things a little bit different. Instead of 25 up front and 5 if I cum, I told her once we were out at the spot that I'm going to give her 20 and then another 10 if she makes me cum. She pleasantly and nonchalantly agreed. This time she sucked me really well! She kneaded these bulging, sensitive, large, virile, obscene nuts while sucking my sizeable, experienced member. Eventually, after I'd say 12 minutes or so, a torrent of hot cum shot out of my meat stick and into her mouth. Without instruction, this darling of the streets pumped me and continued kneading my balls with no loss in velocity on either nuts or cock for the 10 seconds or so that it took to relieve me of the demonic cream that had been clogging up my holy pipes. I was gasping and heaving the entire orgasm! By the time she stopped, I didn't have a drop of fuck left in me! I requested she wait until I come back to life to get her next 10. She patiently did, and eventually I emerged from my stupor and rooted out two fives, each from a different location in my car. Now, Becca is 1-for-5.
The lesson to learn from all of this is that humans respond to rewards and consequences. Take a slitch far away, and she'll suck dick rather than walk back. Give 25 then 5, and she will not make you cum. Give 20 then 10, and she will make you cum. It's all about incentive. Personal honor is practically extinct, if it ever existed. I have personal honor. Most people don't.
A few days ago, I received a threat from the phone number of a working girl for the first time in my more than 23 years of paying on the streets. At first I thought it was the pro because it was from her number- and I was terrified because I rate her as the third-most-dangerous slore in all of Silver City- but by and by my fear subsided as I realized it's some lovestruck retard or a male family member of hers. I'm not going to say whose number it is. If I ever see her again, I will definitely pick her up and put her on my dick just to spite the cocksucker who threatened me; but I will not contact her at that number again. I suppose I will call the number if I receive a text acting like it's her. I knew this was someone else's number to begin with because she usually didn't respond for many hours or even a day, though she was extremely enthused about meeting with me. So, that was a trip and a first.
I appreciate your photos, Troll Mongo. Bella looks pretty good! But a dick in a girl's mouth tends to increase her attractiveness greatly, so I shouldn't jump to conclusions.
Where does she stand around?
Luke Sky, I'm guessing that the Jessi you picked up was not the holy angel of the beloved Trinity, because as far as I know, she's still living in South Milwaukee, caring for her unborn child. Remember, she puts her people before her business. Thanks for sharing your story, though! I'm interested in learning more about this mystery Jessi!
Pray. Pray, and one day She will return! Those steps on 22nd and Greenfield which are a bright white, but were a dark-to-medium green when she was perched on them all day, every day. Pray. Pray! And ye shall be saved.
I received a text message this evening from none other than Erika! She gave me her new phone number! She is the Mother Of Divine Grace, and a conduit through which AllFather sends joy to his creations. Those who have belief in their hearts will receive her blessings. Say her name, dwell your thoughts on her, and she will manifest.
Cleared Space In My Inbox
I just cleared some space in my inbox, so do message me if you like.
WSW, blonde hair, big boobs
About noon today (Wed), 13th and greenfield, blonde maybe in her 30's (idk, I'm terrible at ages), sitting on the stoop on the SW corner. Unzipped winter coat, crop top, no bra highlighting nice boobs and nipples ready to poke someone's eye out. Kinda reminded me of Denna for those that remember her, but a little heavier. Was in my work vehicle so I couldn't pursue. Any info?
HS.
Best Blow Job In Probably Over A Year
I came into town the night before last and found Rose on my first lap down Greenfield, at around 7:00 in the evening. Pulled up just west of Comstock, driving eastbound. Rose said "There's a cop right there," pointing at a police car that had just pulled up to Greenfield on Comstock. I drove away and arrived back 5 minutes later, and she was still out there, this time at 19th or 20th (whichever is next after Comstock on the south side of the street). We pulled around the block; Rose asked for $1 to go buy a cigarette at the convenience store. I handed her four quarters. She came back a minute later and smoked all the way out to the spot, with the window cracked. Had she asked, I would have refused to let her smoke in the car. But I was soft this time and let her, since she was already doing it. I did the trusty mouth check. She'd been eating chocolate, so I required her to allow me to insert a digit into her oral cavity to move a piece of chocolate, and sure enough it came off, so I knew that it and the bunch of others like it were food and not growths.
25. Rose gave me a rather toothy blow job for, I'd say, 11-to-15 minutes, then quit, forfeiting her tip. I said, "That's okay. You've whetted my appetite. " I enjoy being inside her mouth, and love watching how she looks while performing. Through the duration of our time together, which I estimate was 30 minutes, Rose was calm and relaxed, and seemed to enjoy hanging out with me. The feeling is mutual. I dropped her off.
Around an hour later, I found Jill the gem walking eastbound on the north sidewalk of Greenfield, between 12th & 14th. Drove to my spot. 25. Suck. Swallow. 5.
At around 12:30 in the morning there were several hookers and some dude standing at the north corners of the intersection at 25th & National. One of the hookers desperately wanted to get in, assuring me that she remembers me and likes me. I was guessing she's lying, but I let her in anyway since I needed my dick sucked (again! She said her name is Maria. This was not the Maria I'd met at 7th & Lincoln one fine morning. This Maria is skinny and has perhaps some Philippino or other Asiatic ethnicity mixed with white. She has long, black hair, and is quite short. As I informed her of the itinerary and particulars of my car dates, she nodded along as though she's already familiar with it. She told me that she'd recently read three books on sucking cock, and then went on to boast about her abilities. She added some other word in a foreign language that starts with "m" after her name, which sounded phonetically clever, and told me that it means mother of all cocksuckers. She continued to boast about her great skill at sucking cock, interspersed with our other topics, all the way out to my spot! She was extremely emphatic in telling me that she likes me a lot and that I'm attractive. Early in the ride, to verify the veracity of her claim of knowing me, I asked her where we parked on our previous date. She thought a moment and told me a street, and it is the main drag right by where I usually take my girls! Once she told me where she lives, I remembered exactly who she is! The first time I picked her up, she said she's "Reah" (she was piss drunk so I didn't do a date, but instead gave her a short ride, and she said her name was "Mariah". This, the third time picking her up, she said "Maria". Who knows what it is?
Still not recognizing her as the same hooker, I asked her what she'd been wearing on our first date. She thought a moment and with some uncertainty said, "A one-piece with flowers on it". Bingo! It sure as hell was her! Whoopee! That first date, we'd had a nice boyfriend-girlfriend type of vibe, too, but she quit after around ten minutes, instead of going another two minutes and making me pop. This time, she was absolutely enamored with me. She didn't look nearly as good as she did that first time, which is weird, considering this was night and that first date was daytime. We parked, and I, a middle aged man, having had two girls a few hours earlier and shot inside one of them, was not in peak penile condition. 20. Maria proceeded to give me an incredible blow job! She rocked my world for around 15 minutes, when I finally shot my heart and soul into her hungry body and soul, as she hastily yet skilfully slurped it all out as it came. Throughout the blow job, she playfully, passionately, and I dare say joyously, employed a multitude of techniques, including both manual and oral testicular stimulation. I could hardly take the oral testicular stimulation, of which there was plenty. I usually lurched, involuntarily placing my legs in a defensive posture out of pure survival instinct. These girls don't play, and if they do, they play for keeps. She sometimes looked at me while I was lying there gasping and groaning, with my dick in her mouth. 10. I'm telling you that this girl was dealing with a dick that was not in prime form, and she forced it to emit its sperm as if it was a prick that hadn't been touched in a day. This is an amazing, wonderful woman. A beautiful gem. A true commodity to the community. A Silver City Slore of the finest composition and noblest spirit. A street angel of the holiest status. A conduit of the highest magnitude of joy. A bringer of redemption of men. A spirit of the night, a seraph of the day, a sucker fish of the sea. Teeter not in indecision if you are ever so lucky as to find this gem, for her holy being is fleeting and will pass you by.
On our way back, Maria spoke longingly about the idea of her sucking my dick while I lick her pussy. I rejoined by informing her that I do not perform cunnilingus on women of her profession, but that I'd otherwise love to. In a serious and strong manner, she said twice that she doesn't fuck. I still wasn't biting the bait. We continued with friendly banter until I dropped her back off at 25th & National, then I headed home.
