2 Dates With Erika, 1 With Hazel, And A Quarter Of A Day With Jill
Baby Jess,
Blessed art thou among women.
And blessed is he who shooteth seed into your facehole.
Amen.
The following account is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events, is entirely coincidental.
Hard data:
Erika motel date BBBJCIP.
Erika motel date BBBJCIP.
Hazel car date BBBJ BLS CIM 30.
I came into town two weeks ago and got a motel. Having arranged a date with Erika, I picked her up and brought her to the motel. I was aching to unload, but in typical fashion, she made me wait 3 1/4 hours while she dilly dallied. Her shower and eating accounted for one hour of that time. Waiting on her is never a pleasant experience for me. Also, our relationship has deteriorated to the point where she is acting hostile toward me the majority of the time we're together, and she has adopted a policy of not even letting me feel her belly with what could be my child in it! At one point, when I placed my hand gently on her side, with the intention of slipping up inside her shirt to make contact with the womb, she shoved my hand away and snapped, "Back off!" I stepped away quickly, reeling in terror at her hostility, and meekly admonishing her for it. Finally, in the early evening, she got to work, sucking my cock on the bed. It was a very good blow job, and when my geyser was about to erupt, I commanded her to lie down on the bed with her legs spread. I placed myself at a 90-degree angle to her, sitting upright, ramming my cock into her pussy repeatedly, squirting all of my aggression out into her twat canal. Ahh. Heaven! When I was finished, I quickly but gently shoved my hands up under her towel she was wearing and enjoyed 5 or 10 seconds of communication with the unborn child. She ended that by getting up off the bed, protesting as she went.
On our way out of the motel parking lot, Erika threw her hard plastic container that her meal had been in, and which she had eaten the entirety of, onto the ground out the window, onto the motel lawn! Totally classless. She is on a downward spiral in her behavior toward me, proportionate with her dislike for me. She still likes my money and my carnal worship, though.
I finally touched base with Chella that evening, while Erika was in the shower, no thanks to you guys for not sending me her number. After dropping Erika back off at her drug dealer's house, Chella had me come to pick her up. After waiting for a half hour, I left. Chella messaged me later, apologizing, and asking me to come get her. I didn't see the message until an hour later, then I called her back, and she said that she would call me back, but she never did. Oh, well.
Later that night, Erika harangued me for the other date I'd requested while I was dropping her off, holding me to my word. I shot out a set of demands that me picking her up are contingent upon. This list included the stipulation that I will not wait an hour, or even a half hour for her to come out of her secondary drug den that she was in. It also included that if my dick is not in her mouth by 15 minutes after our entrance into the motel room, I am driving her back. It also included that she will spend the night with me, not meet with any other people, and I will drive her back at 11:00 the following morning. She agreed to all of this, so I picked her up. At the 15-minute mark, she scurried in from the bathroom, speaking about the time, and began sucking my cock as I laid on the bed. This was a great blow job! When I was about to erupt, I had her lie on her back, and I pounded my pig load into her pussy as hard as I could! This felt so great! She was wincing in discomfort the entire 30 seconds. LOL After my orgasm, with my dick still inside her pussy, I sprang my attack upon her again, and inserted my hands under the bottom of her shirt, and enjoyed another 5 or 10 seconds of spiritual contact with our child, and physical contact with his or her flesh-and-soul home. The moment I'd placed my hands on her womb, the child kicked my hand hard! That was so wonderful and amazing! I really enjoyed that! Erika ended this loving activity as unceremoniously as she had ended the earlier session on our evening date, and charged into the bathroom.
By the way, last time I was in town, Erika paid me back $2, bringing her debt down from $31 to $29. This time, she paid me back $10 more, so now she owes me $19. I think it's quite amazing that in under a month, she brought her debt down from $91 to $19. This, she did by receiving less money for dates than she otherwise would have, and voluntarily so. I am really impressed with her character on this count. I was terrified when her debt was $91, and even when it was in the $80's, $70's, or $60's. Take note, gentlemen, that Erika has never stolen from me, nor left a debt unpaid, even while she hates me.
We retired for the night, got up the next day, and headed out at 11, as planned. Jill called me while we were about to leave! This is the first time she has ever called me. Every other time she's initiated contact, it has been in the form of a text message, saying three letters: hey. I am not going to divulge in this report the happenings within our 6 hours together until I obtain clarification from Jill on some things. I will report our quarter-of-a-day together, but how I do it will depend upon what Jill clarifies to me.
I picked Jill up with Erika in the car. Dropped Erika off around 15 minutes later. A quarter of a day after that, I dropped off Jill. Soon thereafter, I arranged a date with Hazel via phone. She came out of the drug house- the same one that Erika, Jessi, and so many others of my regulars use- much more promptly than Erika does. Hazel is a competent cocksucker. As a long-time street walker and a consummate professional, Hazel takes her work and her reputation very seriously. She knows how to make men shoot. She is a master of a variety of techniques, and of rhythm. Eventually, I pumped my sperm into her mouth, then dropped her back off and headed home.
Both of Erika's biggest competitors were just released from jail, BTW! Jill, two weeks ago, and Jamie one week ago. Watch out, Erika! Keep your game up, lest you get surpassed! Erika just enjoyed a couple of months where there wasn't one single suckerfish in Milwaukee who could come close to her oral abilities. Actually, Hazel is Erika's main competition, strictly due to geographic location of business. They both work Greenfield, between 19th & 22nd streets. They both use one drug house, almost exclusively, and spend half of their lives there. This drug house has a room that the manager rents out for $20 per date to Johns. Both Hazel and Erika are available for dates in that house, pretty much 24/7, and they share many, many regulars both on the streets and in that house. Simply mentioning the name Hazel takes Erika off of her high horse, and her vulnerability is palpable.
Chella licks and sucks your balls, then drinks the goo that shoots out.
Jessi sucks cock with a wet mouth and feminine aura that no man can withstand without shooting.
Lisa sucks dick diligently until it shoots.
Jen works your cock and balls until they explode, then wolfs down your issue.
Erika fastens her facial lips to your shaft, just below your head, and tongues and sucks your head until you swoon.
Tabatha gums and deep throats your meat stick until your sperm shoots down her throat.
Marissa (Redd) bounces on your lap with the greatest ass in the city of Milwaukee, while your eyes roll back in your head and you lose your seed.
And Rachel on Lincoln is a smiley-faced hooker with a wet pussy.
Body Shopper.
Change In My Stance Regarding Your Chances Of Being Repaid By Jersey
[QUOTE=TrollMongo;7078983]My plans for Friday started on Wednesday I think, when I got a text from Jill giving me her new number. We made plans to meet Friday, with me telling her it would be Thursday afternoon before I would know for sure if I worked Friday. Communications were good with her right through me leaving home a little before 6 AM Friday and texting her I was on my way, with her replying "See Ya".
I had planned on making a few loops on Greenfield and National before picking her up, and arrived on Greenfield and 35th about 8:30 in the morning. Cruised for about 30 minutes, then had an issue with the car to take care of. By 9:25 I text her and said I'm here, where do I find you? Never heard back from her. I'm guessing a lost or stolen phone, as Jill is good at communicating when she has her phone.
With no response from Jill, I started cruising some more. For the first 30 minutes or so, Street Walkers were everywhere, I saw at least 5 on my first pass down Greenfield, but I was just window shopping because I had plans with Jill. After Jill disappeared So did most of the girls on the street. Just my Luck.
Finally after about 30 minutes with no reply from Jill I picked up a WSW at about 14th and Greenfield. Why, I have no idea. She didn't look all that good on the street, and far worse once she was in the car. I told her I only had a couple minutes for some quick oral, agreed on $20, and was happy to drop her off..[/QUOTE]Upon further reflection, I have changed my stance regarding your chances of being paid back by Jersey. While I do believe that Erika, Chella, and maybe even Jill would have ditched me after I fronted them money, and not come back out of the drug house had I not taken their belongings as collateral, I do, at the same time, think that all three- especially Erika- would have eventually paid me back in the form of a small discount on a number of dates. So, I think that Jersey might pay you back in that form. Or she might not. I don't know. Also, I apologize for my boorish and dismissive tone. I tend toward pessimism about life in general, and my thought process regarding street walkers is no exception. In my defense, I'm passionate and sincere; as such, my tone might be rough around the edges at times, but my intentions are pure.
If you sent me a message between October 18th and November 5th, I did not receive it.
From October 18th until November 5th, I did not receive a single private message. Normally, I receive several weekly. Erika has been getting extremely nosy lately, so I am afraid that she might have guessed my password and started deleting messages as they're coming in. Or, perhaps no one was interested in sending me a message for a whopping 2 1/2 weeks. At any rate, I changed my password today, so if any of you sent me a message after October 18th or before November 5th, know that I did not receive it. Please, send it again.
Thank you.
Body Shopper.
It's either Jessi or Dee Dee
[QUOTE=HuntingStreets;7090895]Correct me if I'm wrong, but is this Baby Jess, the third member of your holy trinity?.[/QUOTE]I'm pretty sure it is. It's either her or that toothless cocksucker Dee Dee (Denise). They have a similar appearance and spirit.
Blessed be.
BS.
It Turns Out Becca Lied, And She Actually Knows Erika Really Well.
Remember that I reported last summer that I interrogated Becca for approximately 20 minutes, asking her whether she and Erika had a conversation about my friend Alex somewhere between his date with Becca in the beginning of September, 2023, and his date with Erika around a week into November, 2023? If you recall, she repeated throughout the entire 20 minutes that she doesn't know an Erika, and has never met her. Viewing Erika's pictures on facebook, Becca still denied knowing her. I told you readers that I didn't believe her, even though I also didn't think her intellect was high enough to maintain such a lie. Well, a part I left out in my report #10022, posted on August 24th, 2024, was that an hour or two before dropping Erika off and heading home, I spotted Becca on 6th & Greenfield, and squealed over, backed up, and Becca came to Erika's passenger window. I confronted Becca, and she lied and said to Erika, "I've seen you a couple of times. I haven't seen you since last winter!" I replied that Erika told me of an escapade Becca had at a trap house approximately one week earlier, in which Erika was also present and participating. Erika backed me up reluctantly, gently, and with guilt.
When I spotted Becca, Erika told me not to pull up to her. I did anyway. That's what any dignified person does. That's what anyone with a full soul does. Everyone gets confronted. No one escapes.
Becca is a terrible person! I took her to the Women's Care Center when she was 7 months pregnant, after our first date, which was in June, 2021. On our next date, she told me that that was the best thing that's ever happened to her! Then, last year, after my friend Alex decided not to pay Becca because she'd thrown a crack pipe in his car when the cops pulled up on them, I not only required him to hand me the 40 they'd agreed upon; I required him to hand me the 50 that he'd raised it to a few days after their date, because he was so happy with the date, and they'd gone at it for almost an hour. Then, earlier this year, when I found her, I handed her a crisp $50 bill! You have to be an awful person to look your benefactor in the eyes and tell him you don't know a slore who he's not even trying to find, but only trying to learn about a conversation you may have had with her.
See, even though Erika denies it up and down, I think she asked Becca about Alex. Here are the reasons I think that:
1. Erika demanded repeatedly for me to tell her who my friend went on a date with, after I told her about the date, and that they got caught by the cops. I finally gave in and told her. Bad mistake.
2. My friend asked Becca whose dick is bigger, mine or his, and she said his is.
3. During Alex's date with Erika 2 1/4 months later, she hovered over his dick with trepidation prior to commencing fellatio, and said, "It's so big. "
I can imagine Erika asking Becca how the date went, and Becca laughing about my friend and telling Erika that it's really important to him that you tell him his dick is big. I bet Erika was inwardly condescending as she hovered there with trepidation, saying "It's so big. "
If you take the most venomous serpents from around an entire state, and place them all in a 10 square mile radius, they will bite each other and anyone else who is unfortunate enough to pass close to them.