5 Mouths And 3 Orgasms In 24 Hours
I love sharing my works of fiction with you. Here is my latest installment in my series of dreams and fantasies.
I rolled into town the other evening and hit the stroll at around 8:00. I cruised Lincoln once up and down and saw no hookers. Went to Greenfield and saw Rose on the south corners at around 20th Street. She said she was busy and couldn't go on a date right then. I met a flat-nosed mulatto named Stephanie at around 12th Street. She'd slunk up from around 10th. Pass. Cruised up and down Greenfield for a good while, then back to Lincoln. Found Chevy who goes by "Samantha" on the south side of the intersection at 12th! She passed the mouth check, but then pointed out to me a big scab adjoining her bottom lip, explaining that it's from being burnt by the crack pipe. When we got out to my spot, I told her that if that's a disease, I'll just give her the 25 and take her back. She insisted that it's not. 25. We did our thing. 5. She gave an average blow job for a hooker, as opposed to the most intense, heavenly blow jobs that I'm accustomed to from her. On that count, I was severely disappointed, because I've always hailed her as The best- with Reah in January taking up residency beside Chevy as the best, due to the amazing blow job Reah gave me that month. Long story short, I pumped my pig filth into that beast's mouth and went about my merry way. Score!
The following day, my balls were heavy, and I hit the stroll at around 11:00 in the morning. At about 11:40, I picked up Victoria, who was standing on the north-east corner of 26th and Greenfield. I pulled south and parked in the first spot on the side of the street, right in front of that school. This was the hottest middle-aged black woman you could ever imagine! Perfect ass, nice, round, shapely body! Attractive face. She agreed to the 20 up front, then 10 afterward, but told me that she'd like a tip afterward if she performs really well, and compared the dynamic to that between a waitress and restaurant customer. From the moment she placed my member in her mouth, I was in paradise, watching this pornographic movie starring me! I was seriously in heaven. Life doesn't get any better than this. After probably 8 minutes, she complained about the time it's taking. I replied that I will come in a few more minutes. I'd say it was 2 minutes later when I shot my pig filth up into that hungry face! I tipped her 15, for a total of 35 spent. You won't be reading about me in the paper, because these girls sap all of my male aggression out of me, thus making society a more peaceful place. Took her to McDonald's, as she'd arranged at the onset. She assumed I was going to pay, but I told her that she's going to, and she did. She had ordered 3 items instead of just the 1 she'd said when I picked her up. Also, she hadn't indicated earlier that I would pay for it. So, it's a good thing I didn't. I did, however, give her the last 3 1/2 cookie bars out of my cake pan. She hadn't noticed the cake pan back there. This was my idea. She took a bite and loved it! I am going to have to cut back on the chocolate and ice cream, as I received an ominous call from my medical provider today. I had picked up the lab results of my cholesterol last week, but apparently the office didn't know I had. I went in to see what they wanted, thinking they'd probably used my blood to check for hepatitis or AIDS against my expressed wishes and now had bad news to issue. I was prepared to threaten them with a lawsuit and such. But it turned out to be just a conversation about my cholesterol. I have to lower it. So, I will not be carrying my chocolate products with me as often anymore when I'm picking up hookers.
A few hours later, I picked up Rose from her normal perch. 20. She asked if I can do 5 more. I said, "If you suck for 15 minutes, I will give you 5 more, even if I don't cum. " I had already warned her that I'd shot twice in the previous 16 hours or whatever, and thus probably will not cum. I turned the key part-way and pointed out my clock to Rose. She proceeded to give me a good blow job for the following 15 minutes, only looking at the clock once. Had she done that job on me the previous night, or even earlier that day, I almost surely would have shot. Oh, well. I enjoy watching her and feeling her. Her boyfriend Danny is out of prison! She told me that he'd been standing there with her when I picked her up. I don't notice dudes. I have a one-track mind. As we approached the spot I'd picked her up from, she quipped, "Do you want to say hi?" I mulled it over for 5 or 10 seconds, then said, "Yes. " I asked her if he would want to say "hi" to me. She laughed and said, "probably not". I was looking right in his eyes, as I have so many other times, when we pulled up. He's a staple of Greenfield Avenue. Thanks to my dick, Danny gets to shoot heroin into his arms. Like Mufassa teaches Simba in The Lion King: All life is connected.
An hour or so later, I picked up Sidney from the south corners of around 13th & Greenfield. She has bright blue hair. She's lost a hundred pounds since the first date we did last year. That time, I'd shot in her mouth and everything was good. This time, she sucked on and off for 3 minutes, then told me to take my money back. She'd been complaining of dizziness and homelessness. On our first date, she had told me her life's story. I had verified its accuracy on both Facebook and public court records. Her mother was convicted of sex trafficking of a child and is currently in prison. Sidney was her victim. So, between her telling me to take my money back instead of trying to keep it, and the tragic upbringing she'd endured, I opted to give the money back to her. I believe that we, as a society, owe lenience and help to people whose lives have been a nightmare compared to ours.
I pulled up to Victoria again, this time at the south-west corner of 7th & Greenfield! I explained that I'm into variety, and therefore will pass, since I'd already had her that day. She walked away.
At around 8:30, I picked up Ariel off of National, at about 24th Street, south corners. Score! After around 10 or 15 minutes of getting sucked, my dick shot out sperm into her mouth. That's three orgasms in a total of five faces, in just under 24 hours! Woot!
Thus ends my tonight's fantasy lore.
Silver City is gold.
Erika, Jessi, and Rose comprise The Holy Trinity. Erika is the holy and immaculate, incorruptible host.
Christie's soul is ever-present, watching over Silver City, and especially over her daughters Ashley and Arian.
Body Shopper.
Saturday Stroll: Three Cocksuckers
I rolled into town late Friday night and cruised the three avenues from around 1:45 until 3:30, but didn't pick up a girl. I saw Chevy at 12th & Lincoln. She's emaciated and looks like she's dying. Her scab connected to her lower lip is still just as big and bad as it was a week earlier. She wasn't happy being turned down. I saw all sorts of crudballs stalking the streets, but none aroused my interest. I messaged Rose, asking her if she's available, seeing that she's active right then on facebook. She immediately replied, "Yes". She didn't respond to my further messages or facebook audio call. I asked her if she could connect me with Erika. I went to sleep.
Hit the stroll Saturday at around 10:30 in the morning. Picked up black Victoria at 22nd & Greenfield at noonish. 20. After 8 or 9 minutes of mediocre head, she politely asked if we can be done. She'd gotten me to agree to tipping 15 again if I cum, so I figured that after taking only 4/7 of her pay. Normally, 20 is 4/6 since 30 is the total that they normally get if I cum. She can be allowed to quit. I should have at least gotten ten minutes, but I wasn't looking at the clock at that moment. As I dropped Victoria off at the gas station on 18th & Greenfield, I saw Danny and Rosie walking into the gas station. She'd lost weight in the couple of weeks since she'd slept with me. She was looking at her phone as they walked in.
I resumed cruising, and several minutes later saw Rose and Danny again. This time, they were walking with a purpose on the south sidewalk at 20th street. Danny veered sharply south at the intersection, and Rose came across the street as I pulled out, calling her name. She pretended not to notice me. I pulled right up after turning right, and she came to my window, leaning on the window frame, and said, "Do you have any idea how creepy you looked just now?" I am not going to be cruel, but suffice it to say that it was she, not I, who looked creepy. Some people have no self-awareness. She refused a date. Instead, she wanted my phone number and wouldn't accept just communicating on facebook. I refused to give it to her, fearing that the police could have put her up to it to verify my identity since I'd reported having her at my house on this forum. She claimed she's calling Erika for me, with the phone up to her face as she walked away. I drove off. That's the last time I get insulted or disrespected by Rose! I fell in love with her four years ago when I shot a load into her pussy. I don't think she respects me at all, and I know I would never hear from her again if I didn't reach out to her. Even though she's so much younger than me, I am jealous of Danny being the object of her continuous infatuation.
I continued on, and by-and-by met one Holly on 8th & Greenfield, north-west corner. White, 25 years old, dark hair. Tattooed the fuck up. Owns a simp who monitors her phone, thus she admonished me not to "send her sexual messages". LOL 25. Suck. Cum. 5. You gents know the drill. Dropped her off. Score!
Laid down for several hours, during which I slept first a two-hour chunk, then another 45-minute chunk. Hit the stroll again at around 6:00. Found Jill The Great at around 6:30 on 14th or 15th street and Greenfield! Woot! Hooray! Jill was looking good! 25. Pump. Cum. Swallow. This time, I had her look right at me and show me my jism in her smiling mouth, then watched her swallow what she hadn't gulped down during the blowjob. 5. She must have polished me off in around 6 minutes. You gents need to refer to her as Jill The Great! She is truly a treasure to the community. I missed her so much in the more than three months it had been since I'd seen her. She's a guaranteed orgasm. You know who else I miss? Erika and Jessi of the Holy Trinity.
I have a buddy who has recently come down with something that we think might be herpes. In the past, I took him out a few times and he got girls, but now I'm refusing to take him out because I don't want him spreading his disease to the girls I have sex with. I want Erika to examine him and diagnose him, and give me advice on whether to let him cavort with the girls or not. I can't find Erika, though. I never see her out on the street. If anyone has her current phone number, do send it to me.
Let's keep pumping cream into these women's holes, shall we, gents?
Body Shopper.
Two Hungry Mouths, Including A Missing Woman's
I dreamed that I came into town on Tuesday and hit the loop at around 5:30 in the afternoon. Picked up Storm at 20th & Greenfield at around 6:30.20. Pump. Watch the pornography starring Storm and I. An attractive young, white woman sucking my cock. Paradise. Squirt. Smash the unlock button. Spit. 10.
Came back out and cruised from 1:30 until 2:30 at night. Found nothing in that hour and went to bed. When I arrived on Greenfield, though, I found myself behind a red car with no license plate and a window out and a plastic bag-style sheet in its stead. At 23rd or 24th street, as I rounded the block and came back out to Greenfield to pick up this hooker, this same car scooped her right in front of me! They drove across the street while I turned right. Some minutes later, down in the low numbers, I found myself behind this same car for a third time! We both saw a hooker on the north-west corner of 8th street, so we both jutted in on 7th and took the alley, me right behind him. He must have been freaked out at that point, seeing me behind him for a third time. So, he continued straight into the next alley while I went and talked to said hooker. It was just that creepy Lexi, so I passed. Was that red car one of you mongers on this board? Come on now and say so, if it was. Don't be shy.
Hit the loop again Wednesday afternoon at around 4:30. Found a legendary hooker on Greenfield between 6th & 7th streets on the south sidewalk. Zoomed left into the driveway to that grocery store and cut her off at the pass. I promise none of you have ever seen as aggressive or brazen a John as myself. Of course, when the cops catch up with me, I run away with my tail between my legs, frightened to death. But other than those brief moments, I'm King Of These Streets! I asked her her name, and she said "It's me" and told me her middle name. I then recognized her and excitedly stated her nickname, and she said "yes"! In she hopped! She hadn't been out on these streets since 2019! I'm not going to say her name, because on facebook that night, I saw that she was reported "missing" that day, and that literally thousands of people had shared the posts! How dreadful. We hung out for around two hours. 20. She had a stuffed up nose, so she couldn't keep rhythm too well, thus it took her probably a good 15 minutes to procure my gift. Prior to the blow job, we discussed where she would squirt it. She apparently had been planning on shooting it into the air. After I convinced her to shoot it into her mouth, she informed me that she will swallow it, stating that she doesn't understand why girls spit it out. If it goes into her mouth, she said, she just swallows it. So, when I was about to shoot, she stuffed my pigstick into her upper esophageal sphincter and squirted 2/3 of my load into her stomach. Unfortunately, the other third wound up oozing out of my cock onto my thigh. But all-in-all, it was a fabulous time! We buzzed around looking for her truck on-and-off for the next hour-and-a-half, while we chatted pleasantly and reminisced about old times together and about the street scene then and now. Now, she has a job, a vehicle, and is off hard drugs, as evidenced by the fact that she wasn't in a hurry and has a vehicle. She loves her probation officer! Perhaps in a future post I will say which hooker she is. That truck I dropped her off at and watched her get into was the same one in the pictures her family and friends posted. One huge bit of criticism I have of hookers is that they leave their family and friends wondering if they're alive or dead. Shame on them for that.
I cruised home after that. Though I only got two blowjobs, they both were excellent and I was 2-for-2 in orgasms. All-in-all, a pleasant excursion.
Body Shopper.
