A) Rachel On Lincoln Is Great b) Villains Among Us
All of my reports are fiction. None of these events ever happened.
I did a pair of nights of Body Shopping, and have a report for you gents.
On the first night, I arranged, via phone, a date with Jessi of The Holy Trinity (a. K. a. Baby Jess). 25. It was a good blow job. It had to have been 10 minutes or less, but a minute or two prior to shooting, Jessi started making complaining sounds, which she does when she's about to quit. I admonished her to continue, and that I'm nearing orgasm. She did, and carried me through. 5. Afterward, she remarked, "I was about to call it. " I replied, "That was 10 minutes or less! Why would you end a blow job so early? She replied, cheerfully and in an amiable tone, "Maybe it's 'cause I just woke up. " The fact that she would be so eager to end a date with one of her most long-standing and loyal clients- and the one who, as she says, "made her famous"- speaks volumes. Beware. By the way, I gave her a lot of candy as we parted. Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and Twix. Two of my handfuls. She then offered me $2 for more! I accepted, and offered the rest of the bag of Cups, and she happily agreed, stating that this will "be her breakfast"! At that juncture, I also informed her that a mix engineer who is in the highest echelons of the music business sends his regards to The Holy Trinity. He mixes music for some of the biggest musical artists in the world, and has been a personal friend of mine since 2001, and is an avid read of my posts on here. Jessi seemed unenthused, like she just wanted to get on to her crack-smoking and heroin-shooting. We parted ways. There is a reason these girls are on the street.
Next, I picked up Roxy, a 28-year-young Hispanic slore, who was standing on Greenfield, at around 20th street, on the north-east corner. She agreed to a donation of 20 for ten minutes of labor, plus 10 if I finish, and she submitted to my mouth check. After driving a couple of blocks, she said she doesn't do it without a condom. I suggested I drop her back off. She replied, "For you, I will. " Fantastic.
Upon finding a spot (because the spot we originally parked in became compromised), I asked if it's okay if I lay the 20 on the dash board, and she takes it afterward. She happily agreed. She then asked, "If I do a really good job for 10 minutes, can I get 25?" See? She waited until it was time to start, then tried to negotiate a better deal, when the time to negotiate was immediately when I picked her up and- negotiated. LOL I replied that if she does a really good job for 15 minutes, and I don't finish, I'll donate 25, instead of 20. Well, with my chode sitting on the pavement Jessi spat it out on, no more was forthcoming, but Roxy did a decent job, and obtained her 25. Had she kept rhythm, I would have shot again, and in less than 15 minutes. But, alas, she didn't, so I didn't. It is what it is.
On our way back, she had me make a couple of phone calls for her. I held the phone while it was on speaker. Stand your ground, gents. She asked if I'd take her to 20th & Layton. I hadn't cum, and she'd squeezed $5 out of me, so I said that I would for $5. She declined. Instead, she had me drop her off around a half-mile from where I picked her up at. You gents know that if a girl makes me orgasm, I'll tote her around for free anywhere in the county for up to one hour.
Next up was Rachel on Lincoln. 20. She sucked me for probably around 4 minutes, maybe less, then stopped, complaining about pain. I suggested we try the back seat. She agreed. She sucked me there for probably 20 seconds, then quit, because of pain, again.
I drove her back. On the way out, she hadn't been talkative, but on the way back, boy did she occupy the airwaves, bouncing from subject to subject, in an attempt to prevent me from piping up over the money I'd paid her. She had not taken any drug, so drug high was not the reason for her talkativeness. Once she paused for a second, I calmly and politely stated, "In my opinion, for less than 5 minutes of sucking, it would be the right thing to do to give me back 10 of those dollars. She thought for several seconds, and then agreed to. I then pulled out a ten and handed it to her, while she handed me the 20! She was not spiteful or resentful, either! So, even though I had to bring it up, she acquiesced readily, so I give Rachel my full support! If you ever pick her up, treat her well! She is a rare bird who gives money back when it's appropriate to! Don't abuse this good quality of hers. If she does her task, whether you nut or not, pay her well. Reward her for her good business practices by donating well to her. She deserves it.
The following night, I picked up one lone slore: Chella. As usual, I arranged this date via phone. This time, I told her that I'm leaving in 5 minutes if she's not out. She came out 3 minutes later, and asked me first for 10, then for 20, up front! She offered her phone as collateral, of course. I gave her 20 for her phone. Then I cruised for around 40 minutes until she was ready! I had decided that if I cum before she gets out, I will make her suck my limp noodle for 15 minutes to get her phone back! Ha! But alas, I did not find a date. I picked up Chella and pumped off into her face hole. 10. I'm not fronting her money anymore, though, because she makes me wait too long. On the way out there, I told her the story about Rachel, from the previous night. She sat silently. At one point, I remarked, "You seem like you don't like that story. " She giddily chirped, "I don't like that story. " I asked why. She said, "I don't give money back. " I asked her why she would support someone not giving money back after sucking for four minutes. She replied, "Some guys come in less than 4 minutes. " Anyway, we went back and forth over and over. I concluded by saying something to the effect that she's not a very nice person. I then pointed out that she's never done anything like that to me. So, while Chella has always practiced good business ethic with me, beware that she could be a viper, as she thinks like one.
That was my last date of the night. Four slores, two orgasms, damage of only 95. In another post, I will tell about the escapade that ended that trip to Milwaukee.
I turned down Erika The Liar
I turned down Erika, and it felt great!
I ended my most recent report by stating that I will tell you gents about the escapade that ended that trip to Milwaukee. Here it is:
I had laid down in my car with the intention of sleeping a second night in town, two blocks from the drug house Erika uses and stays at most, in hopes of doing a date with her. This was around 1:00 am I pursue my passions with full force. And I've never met anyone big enough to convince me not to.
Erika has become a flake again, just like she always had been. She agreed, the day before my arrival, to do a date with me the following night, which was the night I was spending in town. She ghosted me that whole night and the following day, until around 1:00 am The next night.
Erika then texted me and had me come out to a motel that she says she's sharing with the Hispanic Jen I've mentioned on here several times. This was one of the motels around 27th & Ryan. She agreed to do the date in the motel, but then when I got there, she immediately said, unsolicited, that she's reneging, so we have to do it in my car. She said she had just showered, by the way, and it was clear that she had. I asked if I could take a piss, and she didn't deign to answer, so I did it anyway. I then remarked that I'm the lucky first John to get her when she's squeaky clean out of the shower. Then she closed off her menu to me, and relegated me to a blow job, stating that she is on her period. I asked whether she has a tampon in or pad on. She said tampon. I asked to see it. She gaily and defiantly chirped, "No. " So, I opted to not do the date with her. As I was preparing to inform her of this, she admitted that she's lying about being on her period. I then informed her that I had already decided to not do the date, when she refused to let me see her tampon. You should have seen the look on her face when I turned her down! Me backing out of the date was the last thing she was expecting! Ha! She stated a different reason for refusing to fuck. The fact is that, within the past two months, she has agreed to fuck while on her period twice! Both of those times, I wound up opting for just a blow job instead, but she had agreed to, and was ready and willing to engage in the blood sport. So, obviously that reason was a lie on its face, even if she was on her period, which she was not. I will not say, at this juncture, what her stated reason was, after confessing that she'd been lying, because that would give away one of her secrets. I'm just about done with this lying slore, and when I am done with her, I will tell all of you everything, publicly, on this board. I will blow the lid off her entire enterprise. And I know more about her and all of these other dirty slores than they even know I know. While some slores equal Erika's dishonesty, none surpass Erika The Liar. I offered twice, on my way out, to not contact her again. I kept saying that if she's closing her menu back up to me, I will peacefully walk out and she'll never hear from me again. And I meant it. See? You men need to start acting like men, like I do. Don't give a slore the time of day, unless it's for the purpose of your sexual pleasure. I learned my lesson once with her, last November, and that was all it took to knock me in the skull and rattle my brain and soul, and get me back into reality and back on track. Each time I offered to walk out and never contact her again, she assured me, with an air of desperation, that her menu is still open, and that we'll get together and do our thing next time I'm in town. Between her giving my friend preferential treatment, then committing fraud by thigh-and-lip fucking me while getting paid extra for vaginal intercourse- even though I caught her and had her sit down on it in coitus, and thus I got the real experience, so I did not get defrauded by her like she'd intended to victimize me- and now being given the same exact lie she always gave me prior to the date with my friend, as to why she won't commit this act with me, and being refused her full services in the motel room, I'm just about done with her. And when I am done, I will expose her.
Of course, one could argue that ATW 2020 is more of a man than I am. I gave him Jessi's phone number, and he turned her down the other day, simply because she was late to the date, was smoking when he pulled up, and had a big bag with her. I tolerate all of that crap, so don't mind my huffing and puffing, guys. Perhaps many of you are more manly than me. All I know is that I live up to my value system better than anyone else lives up to my value system. But everyone has different values; so, who am I to judge another man's manhood, through the lens of my values?
My friend Alex, who she liked better than me, and who she allowed to fully experience her, whereas she'd never let me have the full experience- my friend, I say, rates the four street prostitutes he's ever fucked in his life- who happen to all be Silver City Slores- in the following order, taking all factors into consideration: appearance, feel of the pussy, voice, smell, head game, etc:
1. Becca.
2. Sydney.
3. Erika.
4. Chella.
The other day, I (again) brought up to Alex the prophecy that was made when Erika was a small child, that she will live a long life. I expressed that I, too, believe she will live long. He replied by sternly and scathingly predicting that Erika will be dead by the end of 2025. And this is the guy who she favored over me. LOL Live and learn, Erika. At least Chella was smart enough to not favor the guy over me.
By the way, I was reading my tale of his escapades last night, and I realized that I'd erred. He did not cum in Sydney during the car date with her; but he did during the motel date. Sydney is the only slore Alex has had more than one rendezvous with. He's done two dates with her. The rest, he's only done once. Aside from masturbating while in the presence of this or that hooker, he's only cum with one hooker in his entire life, out of about a dozen he's had, including blow jobs: Sydney, on the motel date.
I performed a cruelty check on Erika around a month ago. As we neared her drop-off location after a date, I lied and said that I'd be cool with it if she was into my friend. I made the mistake, however, of speaking positively about him after I made that statement, whereas I'd planned on speaking positively before making that statement. Erika seemed to find the notion to be preposterous, and assured me that she's not into him at all. I knew that she's not into him; I just wanted to check and see if she'd lie and say she is, to be cruel to me. So, though my performance of the check was haphazard and crude. She passed it, for what that's worth. Perhaps she just hates him enough now that she doesn't want to make him feel good, so she foregoes the pleasure of hurting me, just to withhold a lie that could make him feel good.
A person could not make another person feel more unwelcome than Erika made me feel at that motel. And I've made her feel completely welcome at my motels. It was in her vibe, more than her words. So, I'm making a rule: Any time Erika and I are in my motel room, there will be no more hanging out before the date. I will announce the time as we enter the room, and if my dick isn't in her mouth or pussy within 30 minutes, I'm driving her back without paying her anything. She likes to hang out, talk, and smoke crack, and if I'm lucky, I can nag her into starting the date an hour or hour and a half after we enter the room. Her little anti-Body Shopper escapade in her motel room definitely was not worth the aftermath. But these people never have foresight. She can go with those Johns who are dying for social activity. But after the date, as long as she's made me ejaculate, I will hang out for as long as she wants to. After I shoot, I am in a good mood. Prior to shooting, I am not. So, the 30-minute rule is now in effect. What a shitty first time in a hooker's motel for me to have to remember for the rest of my life. Yes, this was my first time.
Unsolicited, Erika credits me with having "made her famous", just like Jessi credits me with. Aside from once in a blue moon, somebody writing one mildly positive sentence about a date with her, I'm the only person saying anything positive about her on here! Over the past half-a-year, the only other mentions of her on here are Hunting Streets saying that Erika looks like Sponge Bob with tits, and ATW 2020 saying that Erika is a police decoy. If she was smart and had an eye on the long game, she'd never keep me out of her pussy, just to let some other John in! She's right where she belongs in life.
I relayed my rich friend's message to Erika, as well. Remember, I told Jessi that this mix engineer sends his regards to The Holy Trinity. Like Jessi a day earlier, Erika seemed relative apathetic. Over the past a little over a year, I had even electronically invited Erika out to do dates at the place he works at. She never came out, or even deigned to reply. LOL There are reasons these girls are on the streets: shortsightedness being the foremost.
You should see the guys these girls date. If you're not a scumbag, lying in an alley with needles dangling out of your veins, these girls won't give you the time of day. They think we Johns are a joke. That's why they refer to us as tricks, amongst themselves. They take their peers seriously, though, and give it up for free. If you're a bum buying drugs in a trap house, these same slores will throw their pussy at you for free, because you're one of them. But if you have a life, they don't relate with you, and they have no interest in you on a personal level, so you will always have to pay.
My guess is that she had showered for some high-paying client, and was going to let him do exactly what she was refusing to let me do. There is a reason these beasts are on the streets. This particular one sucks judges, cops, and tons of married men. None of them give her a hand up in life. I found out why last November, when she offered my friend a more open menu than she's ever offered me. After twenty years as a street prostitute, Erika has nothing to show for it. In all this time, and all of that labor, she has accumulated fewer than twenty regulars who see her at least once monthly.
By the way, two items I should have listed when I listed, here, some of Erika's gaslighting statements, are:
1. 97% of her dates are fellatio only.
2. She doesn't get in with black guys.
Point #1 is a joke. It takes either the naivete of a street novice, or the simplicity of an ass, to even entertain such a fallacious notion for a second. She's saying that out of 100 dates in a week, she only fucks during 3 of them, while sucking during 97 dates. This is laughable, and it is offensive that she tells me such things.
The day I had Erika, then Jessi, then Chella at my motel, one at a time, around a month ago, I brought up to each of them the subject of getting in with black guys. They each said the exact same thing! It was unbelievable! One at a time, they said adamantly that they don't get in with black guys. Then, they proceeded to list the different types of black guys they get in with! This world is surreal. One of Chella's facebook pages has a profile picture of her with a dark, black man. She's told me that the man she procreated with is black. There are no words. LOL I will point out that my statement is not criticizing Chella's life choices; rather, I'm saying that it's ridiculous that all three of them claim to not get in with black guys! Just stop saying you don't, when you do.
By the way, I spend my days 24/7 grumbling and mulling over the problems I have with people, so don't take my criticisms of slores to mean that I like the rest of society better. No! I hate society, and I'm frustrated with slores, as I am with everybody else.
Also, I will note that Erika has gracefully tolerated the abhorrent personality traits which accompany the endearing ones I possess. For instance, a couple of months ago, I laughed and told her that if she and Brenda miss each other, as they say they do under her profile picture, they would simply each walk one mile, and meet in the middle. Erika replied that Brenda moved away from there, and is living in Waukesha county now. Boy, did I feel like a horse's ass. But Erika did not chastise me for my indiscretion, or even grumble about it. She took it in stride. I suspect, though, that that tolerant aspect of her character is a business practice she's developed, to keep us Johns coming around, not an inborn part of her being.
I exited Erika The Liar's motel room and drove home. As I drove, I deleted all of the comments I'd made, and reactions I'd made, on her facebook page. I let one lone comment remain, in which I had replied to, and was helping, someone who Erika was terrorizing. I deleted all of the support I'd given her.
Body Shopper.
Where the Wicked Women Walk
[QUOTE=DaveDream;6862847]I took a few trips down the loop this morning and wouldn't let one of these SW pay me 60 to suck my dick.
I don't know what streets Body Shopper cruises and writes his loooong novels about but I'm sure it's not in Milwaukee.[/QUOTE]I've seen some beauties out there but the culture here is such that they will try to rob or cheat you more than anything. With managers lurking around the corner and cops always out to some degree, I'm just plain chicken.
Online girls is a maze of disappointments. Old pics, fake pics, and scammers. I've literally reported hundreds of ads that were deleted because they were scams (never send a deposit!) or the girl used stolen pics from a porn star (learn how to search on pics and phone numbers!)
So I've just stayed away from it all of late.
Sometimes It All Just Works Out
I think it was last Wednesday when I decided I was going to cruise Milwaukee on Friday and at about the same time I started hoping I'd run into Lola again. Not much chance I thought, but I was hoping, and continued to think about how good she treated me last time I saw her and hoping for a repeat.
Friday morning came and a little after 6 AM I left home headed for Milwaukee arriving at 35th and Greenfield a few minutes before 9 AM. Now when I leave home I set my GPS for 35th and National and have always run National first, Friday was the first time starting on Greenfield. As I turned East on Greenfield at 35th I was seriously ready to insert my dick into someone's mouth, I was way over due for some of that kind of fun. I cruised East without seeing anyone until about 13th Street when I spotted a blond SW'er, caught her eye and went around the block to pick her up. It was none other than Lola. !!
I didn't recognize her until she was in the car cause once again she has changed her hair color. I ended up advancing her 40 for her pharmaceutical needs and after making that quick stop we headed for Dolly's by way of 27th Street.
I wasn't in a hurry, at Dolly's you can't check in before 10 and I know how much fun Lola can be while driving, she knows just what I like and provides it with a great deal of skill. On the way since we had extra time she mentioned she was hungry so we stopped at Denny's and I got to enjoy her company over breakfast.
Last time I went to Dolly's with Lola, we were in room #1, at the very far North end. This time we were in room #20 at the very far South end. I'm hoping to try out every room there with her, so we kinda got a good start.
I won't go into detail of what all went on behind those closed doors, I was chastised a bit for being to descriptive last time so I'll just say Lola was in fine form. She was sore from a accident she had a few days ago, but once again made my trip worth while.
On the return after dropping Lola off at her house it was about time for me to head home so I turned West on Greenfield headed for 27th. I saw at least 5 SW's between 6th Street and 27th .2 sitting on a doorstep, the rest walking between 22nd and 27th. Most looked pretty good, the two on the door step being the exceptions. Never even drove on National except to cross it. All in all, my quickest Milwaukee cruise, as well as least SW's picked up, but I'm not disappointed at all. Hopefully the action is picking up a little now that warmer weather is getting here.
Another visit go the Macabre
Nothing on Lincoln. Greenfield about 19-20th, in the distance, a female figure wearing hip hugging jeans. Blonde shoulder length hair, well styled. Do my eyes deceive me? A seemingly well proportioned figure and she actually did her hair?? Can't be true! I actually dove around the block and parked with her coming my way. From a block away I could tell she had red lipstick on. OK maybe things have improved down here. The closer she got, things started to come into focus. 50 feet away a was thinking well at least she looks clean and well dressed. In only a moment she was at my door and realised this is one of the skeletons all dolled up. Definitely a hard pass for me but to some on here she is a 10. I waved her off and looked across the street to a heavy hauler in a short dress. Again, a hard pass for me but definitely Macabre top shelf. Cellulite on her knees. How is that even possible? But she appeared to be a freshly showered hog. Up national and only one typically fat nasty dirty hole and back to the OZ. So for those of you interested in clean dirty holes, 19-20th and G is where its happening.
Giddit.
Oh also a skinny black girl on about 11th and N. I didn't get a good look but don't remember seeing them this far east on National.
I report, you decide.
Brittany Must Be Samantha
[QUOTE=MilwNightFun;6863317]Saturday 3 pm. Noticed plenty of sidewalk traffic so I parked in front of the taco truck on 26th & Nat to observe. A 5 ft 100 lb nothin petite white slore approached me to say hi & introduce herself. Said her name was Brittany and seemed relatively normal with her choice of conversation. I invited her in to take a ride. A few blocks away I pulled over and slid my hand down her halter top to cop a feel of her little titties and ask what she likes to do. Menu was open and with bright sunshine and plenty of peeps about, readily agreed to 25 to just top me off. Great little cocksucker and got right down to her job with some gentle teasing, licking, nibbling and DT. Got me rock hard in minutes and when she started lifting and tickling my sack with her fingernails, I went off. She showed no surprise and kept sucking until I was totally drained as I quivered and wiggled around in satisfaction. I'll be watching for her again and hopefully it wasn't just a one time treat.[/QUOTE]That sounds like the "Samantha" I picked up in one of my recent reports. Scooped her on 15th & Greenfield, and got my cock sucked in the Walgreens parking lot for 6 minutes for 20. Your damage was 25. I'm curious- how long do you take to shoot? I'm middle-aged and begin soft, so I'd say I average 10 minutes. I'm wondering why she made you cum, and not me. Was it the extra 5? Or are you younger, or taking viagra, and therefore, you came within 6 minutes? If you recall, I also described her as 5'0" and 100 pounds, so I'm pretty sure it's the same slore. Gosh, is she pretty! Usually I'm not into petite girls, but this one was a healthy petite! Nice, full, pretty face. Felt great on the cock, but quit early, even though she knew she was foregoing another 10.
Identification Of Slores, And Statement Of Intent
[QUOTE=RustyBaker;6871279]I arrived on Greenfield at 4:30 pm sharp. I had an hour, and I hadn't been to Milwaukee to monger in too long. I was hopeful that I wouldn't need the full hour, but it wasn't to be the case. For the first 45 minutes of my cruising, I saw two SW, and neither one looked appealing. One was a short blonde WSW around 24th and gf with a giant pair of sunglasses on. The other was around maybe 16th and gf, tall WSW but just. Ill-proportioned. With little time remaining, I was prepared to settle for the tall one, when I saw a nice-looking little HSW around 20th and gf. I whipped around the block and made the scoop.
She said her name was Summer and she offered 30 for a bbj. Perfect. I was too far from my usual spot, so I just parked any old place. She wanted no time. She delivered the promised service and looked good doing it. No attempts to upsell or do any other shady shit. I took her back to the spot she requested because it was on my way, and I tore out of town, a full load happier.[/QUOTE]The tall, ill-proportioned one an around 16th street sounds like Too Tall. If so, I concur with your dismal view of her appearance.
The short, blonde around 24th & Greenfield with a giant pair of sunglasses on is Erika of The Holy Trinity. The Holy Trinity consists of Erika, Jessi, and Rose. Rose has been inactive on the streets since last August, but I am pretty sure she will eventually return. Either way, these three all have eternal membership in The Holy Trinity. Erika is The Fellating Messiah and The Mother Of Lies. I have done more dates with her than with any other slore. I'd say I've done 60 with her, 40 with Rose, 40 with Jessi, and 30 with Jill. All of this over the past 7 years, mind you. Erika gives the best blow job I've ever had. Aside from a friend of mine who I trained up from an average cocksucker to the greatest I've ever known- and who then slid right back down into averageness- Erika makes me feel better while she's sucking my cock than any other woman I've ever met. Her pussy is top tier, too. The feel of the organ is equaled only by Jill, Jessi, a former slore named Michelle, and a Hispanic Tina, who now resides in Walworth County, according to her facebook page. Only Rose's pussy feels better than Erika's. In appearance, Rose has the most beautiful pussy, and second place are Erika and Michelle, tied. But Erika's soul draws me into her, and makes my sessions with her filled with delight and exuberance. One of Erika's former associates put it best, as quoted by Erika: She oozes sex through her pores. That's exactly what I've always subconsciously perceived about her. Ultimately, of the approximately 15 slores I've fucked, I rate Erika tied as second-best with Michelle, after Rose. Of the hundreds of women who've sucked my cock, I rate Erika as #1. But that's just my particular taste. Jill deserves credit alongside her. Jill is an absolutely wonderful woman with a voracious appetite for cock.
Even if you are not attracted to Erika when you drive by, I recommend pulling up and letting her in. I don't think you will be able to resist her, once she's perched beside you. Her aura has been built and continuously strengthened by 20 years of street sloring. Tens of thousands of souls have splashed their fluids into her holes, and she becomes more powerful with every one of us she conquers. The moment she enters your vehicle, every spermatozoa will retreat and take refuge in your ducts, because her presence is imbued with the spirit of making men ejaculate. The sperm can sense that they are in danger. They want to remain in their warm, comfortable home. Against Erika, they don't stand a chance toward that end. Conversely, if Erika is nodding off, you might not cum. But if Erika is alert, Body Shopper guarantees one thing: Your sperm will all be shot out by her capable hands, and your soul will be added to her roster. I can guarantee that even Hunting Streets, with all of his hifalutin criticism of Erika's lifestyle and appearance, has lost at least one load in Erika's capable mouth or twat over the years. It may have been 10 years ago or 20 years ago, but I guarantee it's happened. And since you read every word on this board, Hunting Streets, I welcome a response to my allegation.
If you are married or in a relationship, show Erika pictures of you and your woman together. Erika enjoys winning against other women. In fact, I recommend calling your woman while Erika is sucking your cock, and having a nice conversation while you pump off into Erika's mouth. Do not put her on speaker phone, because then your woman could hear the rhythmic slurping; but turn the volume in your ear up all the way, so that Erika can have the pleasure of hearing your woman's voice. Erika deserves that. Here is a video of Erika, with the huge sunglasses which you noted, and which are her trademark, sucking a cock:
[URL]https://www.xvideos.com/video.uhfcelff48c/erika_sucks_cock_on_a_car_date[/URL]
I will have to pick up Summer soon, and try her out. She's gotten good reviews on here, and my friend who I've reported the exploits of on here also was very happy with her blow job, even though he didn't shoot. Of the dozen or so hookers he's ever had, he's only shot in one, other than jacking himself off. I actually find summer to be unappealing, as you find Erika to be. I am actually thankful to our Creator for creating all men differently. For if all of you guys shared my tastes in women, their rates would go through the roof, and I would not be able to afford them. I recently learned that Johns used to refer to Rose by the nickname "Garbage Truck", because she stunk! I never smelled a bad smell on her, in around 40 dates, over the years. But if all of you were head over heels over Rose and Erika, I'd be shit out of luck. But for what it's worth, I give my opinions, and I support and advocate for the women who give me the best sexual experiences. And I'm happy that my words have helped their careers. I look forward to trying Summer out. I've turned her down several times over the past year.
God Bless our South Side Cocksuckers.
Four Dates, Three Orgasms: Four Mouths And A Pussy
The following account is fiction. Any resemblance to real persons or places is entirely coincidental.
I came into town a few days ago and had 21 hours to sloremonger. My quote was to have two orgasms, and my goal was to have four. I managed to have three.
I had three car dates that consisted of a blow job, and one motel date that consisted of suck and fuck. One new woman, and three regulars.
I am going to wait until this summer to tell the first tale of my adventures. When I do, you gentemen will love it! Suffice it to say that this first date was with the new woman, and did not result in orgasm.
Erika had agreed, the previous day, for me to pick her up at 4:30 in the afternoon for a motel date. She wasn't answering my calls or texts, so I called her from a 414 number, and she answered! "Milwaukee County Medical Examiner". I called her out, and she then said we'd get together at 9:00, and that we'd be in touch between 8:00 and 9:00. Well, I went off and did that first date that I'm not reporting right now, and then cruised some more, and eventually called Jen, the middle-aged Hispanic lady I see sometimes. I called Erika at 8:20, and she did not answer. I met up with Jen at around 8:45. We hung out and talked in my car until around 9:15. During that time, Erika texted me and asked me to pick her up at some house on the south west side at 9:15. I agreed. As Jen and I continued chatting, I though to myself that it's good for Erika to have me be a flake and show up late for a change. When the pendulum swings, no one can complain, right?
At around 9:15, I had Jen begin the blow job. During the first minute of it, I shot Erika back a text or two. She was wondering where I'm at. LOL She became exasperated (a familiar feeling when she's nowhere to be found) and told me that she's going to organize a ride back to Silver City. Meanwhile, Jen was taking great care of me. After perhaps 10 minutes of sucking and licking my cock and balls, Jen pumped my load into her mouth and drank it! I had not asked her to swallow; she did it on her own volition. Prior to sucking me, she pulled out her tits, and between those and her long black hair, she was looking real nice. 30. Dropped her back off. By the way, she took issue with my claim that she weights upwards of 200 pounds. I had misjudged her height. Like many of Milwaukee's Finest, she is short. 5'2". So, I believe her when she says that she is under 200 pounds. At first, she said 165, but under my scrutiny, she just staunchly declared that it's definitely under 200. For the record, I believe her, due to her short height. The moment my chode had been gulped, I texted Erika back and told her that I had just done a date, and will be out there soon. She immediately replied, stating that she will wait for me.
I arrived out there 50 minutes later than the 9:15 I'd agreed upon, which was already 4 3/4 hours later than the 4:30 we'd agreed upon. Even then, she made me wait ten minutes while she dilly dallied inside.
I had a great sexual experience with Erika that night. Suck and fuck, and she let me do the thing I love doing so much that she normally reserves for strangers. Ah. Sweet release. 60.
During the drive out there, and during the three hours we spent in the motel room, Erika berated me for my previous post against her, and we argued and questioned each other about things. I was not offended at all, as my heart is extremely fond of her, and I am happy that we are comfortable and familiar enough with each other that she dares to confront me like that. By the way, I immediately, upon picking her up, informed her that since I'd just ejaculated, I am waiving my new rule for that night- the rule, I say, that I announced in my post against her a couple of weeks ago here. The rule that she has to take my dick in her mouth within 30 minutes of entry into the motel room.
Erika expressed hunger, so I cooked us up a frozen enchilada meal, which we split. She wanted peanut butter cups while the food was cooking, but I refused, telling her that she can have as many as she wants after she eats her supper, but not before hand, because it will spoil her appetite. See? I really care about her. It's a fault of mine. I shouldn't, after all that's happened, but I still like her a lot. I really wanted her to get nourishment. After probably five times back and forth, I submitted to her request for just one lone cup. She at it, and then she ate her two enchiladas. I was delighted to feed her.
I'm 99% sure that the 20 minutes she spent in a car outside the motel was a date. At one point, she told me that a drug dealer arrived, and she asked me to front her 10. I asked for her phone, and she coughed it up. This thought didn't cross my mind until the next day, on my way home. During the time she was out in his car, I was thinking two things: either she's sucking the drug dealer's cock for drugs, or he's actually a thug who she organized to rough me up to punish me for my previous post on here. So, my mind was occupied with preparation for potential violence, and I did not intend to lose. After perhaps 4 minutes in his car out front, they pulled around the side of the building! Then, perhaps ten minutes later, they pulled back out front. Another 6 minutes or so, and she re-entered my room. I asked her what race he is, and she said black. Her claim was that the 20 minutes was spent with him admonishing her for making him come out there for a $10 sale, and that he had only brought crack-cocaine, when she had, in fact, said "boy" (meaning heroin) twice, and that she had therefore not bought anything from him. LOL I asked for my 10 back, and she coughed it up. Right. That's what black dudes do. Drive around to the far ends of Milwaukee County, getting duped into doing it for a $10 sale, and then making no sale, and spending 20 minutes admonishing a prositute for her transgressions. LOL Right. I can't believe that I didn't put 2-and-2 together on the spot. I was just so damn worried about being ambushed. Perhaps that is the cause of my lack of understanding.
I am super-impressed with Erika on one major count: the way she handles conflicts such as ours. She showed herself to be in the top 1% of people in this regard. 99% of people who are in such a predicament with me, or with anyone else, resort to the following lowly tactics, in no particular order:
1. Ridicule & insults.
2. Threatening harm.
3. Threatening to disassociate.
4. Citing the purported opinions of his or her associates.
Erika did not do any of these pathetic things! Most people submit to those tactics, but even if you get someone to submit by employing those tactics, you have still done a lowly thing. I have never submitted to any of those tactics. So, she wouldn't have gotten anywhere, if she'd tried them out on me. Instead, she used logic and reason, as well as expressions of her emotions. This, too, I didn't realize until a day or two later. I am just awestruck, because everyone's behavior is completely predictable and pathetic when they're experiencing this type of conflict, and she did not fall into the mold that everyone else does. Instead, she showed herself to be above the rest, in this major facet of existence. I did not, and do not, take back anything I've said, but she and I are working through this, and it is my sincere hope that we get along from here on out, and that our future will be filled with business interactions that fulfill us both.
By the way, last year, one of her friends told me that she was in a relationship, and I kept that secret, as per Erika's request. Now, another friend of hers told me that she's in a new relationship, and who it's with, but Erika denies it. She swears up and down that she's single. And she says the same thing all women say right before starting a relationship: "My intention is to be single for the rest of my life. " Ha! She knows that I would keep it secret for her, if she told me she has a boyfriend, but doesn't want the world to know. So, since her boyfriend doesn't exist, here's what I have to say to him: Ha-ha! I fucked your woman, and she let me do everything she lets you do! Ha! It felt great!
There. Honesty is key.
The following day, I picked up Krazy Kerri in an alley between 15th street and 15th place, and between Orchard and Greenfield. This was after around 20 minutes of cruising. I saw Krisi The Cocksucker on the corner of 15th street and Greenfield. I didn't recognize her, but when I asked, Kerri told me who it is, and then I recognized her. She looks to have lost around 30 pounds, and has died her hair a bright yellow, just like Lola's current color. On the way out to the spot, I told Kerri that she can eat as many peanut butter cups as she wants, and I'd say she at 10 or 15, which I was happy about. When I granted her that permission, she literally wept with joy. LOL Then we both laughed, because she understood that her reaction was funny.
20. I'd say the blow job took all of around ten minutes. Kerri pumped my issue into her mouth. Ah. Sweet release. Spit. 10. I drove home happy.
Body Shopper.