Streetwalker Reports

I arrived in town Saturday evening and stayed until Monday morning. In 24 hours, I got 5 blow jobs from a total of four different women (one at a time).

Saturday evening, I met one Angie- not the one Soccer Fan is obsessed with- though this one, too, was on Lincoln. This crud was middle-aged with long, dark blonde hair, and signs of aging and drug use. She refused to submit to the feel check, so I attempted to kick her out, but she refused. At least twice. Then she showed me a tit. Then she let me feel that tit. Then we talked, and off to the races we went. She sucked my cock for, I'd say, 13 or 14 minutes. She attempted to quit after 9 or 10 minutes, while bemoaning her odious task the entire time. Jill should teach this wench some appreciation for getting to suck men's cocks. Jill appreciates every cock she sucks, fucks, or even strokes. Alas, Angie failed at making my full balls explode, and I dropped her back off, unsatisfied.

Continuing on my cruise, I came upon a luminosity, and could barely believe my eyes. In the entire first half of this year, I'd only seen such a brightness once, and it refused to get in my vehicle. Now, so far, just one-and-a-half months into the second half of the year, I have come upon The Light Of Silver City four times- and the fourth time, she pitched me, as I was drained! But that's later this tale. So, I picked up Erika and took her to the gas station she was marching toward when I swerved illegally into the parking lane and accosted this legendary slore. Erika left her purse in my car because she trusts me (and I trust her), and went in and purchased a few snacks. We then repaired to my spot. She'd been nodding off on her heroin high the whole way there, and once there, I allowed her to sleep for an hour-and-a-half. Most of that time I occupied by chatting with a buddy on the phone. I wanted to let her sleep for two reasons: compassion for her, and the desire to not have her nodding off while she's sucking my cock. Well, I woke her up because I needed my cock sucked so badly, and I asked her repeatedly if she's up for the date, because she was still nodding off. After repeatedly assuring me that she is, she proceeded to give me a blow job that contained about twenty times of me waking her back up. Somehow, she made me squirt after around 15 minutes of that. Squirting into women is what life is all about, so I went to sleep happy after dropping her off.

I awoke Sunday with a full pair of balls and a lively cock that needed tending to. And who better to satiate my unwholesome need than Milwaukee's finest? I had other business to take care of, but then I hit the stroll at around 4:00 pm I saw toothless Sarah on 7th or 8th street and gave her Troll Mongo's phone number, but declined a date. She did, however, succeed in getting me to give her $1 to go buy a soda.

I continued cruising and picked up Chella again! She said she hates cheaters and cheating. I rejoined that I had thought she was just as much of a scoundrel as me, but that apparently I'm a worse scoundrel. After the date, she explained her position: She believes in committing the moral crime right in front of her partner! I had typed out what she is intending upon doing, but then thought better of that and erased it. Suffice it to say that rather than being less of a scoundrel, she is perhaps even more of a scoundrel than I am!

Chella was down to suck my cock right in front of people who were standing around by my spot. I was not that bold. Then Chella lured me into a place that is a serious trespassing crime, and there we committed our vile act. The wind was chilly though the air was warm, so at my behest we repaired back into my car, where she finished me off lickity split! Yum. I then chauffeured her around the south side for around an hour-and-a-half. One of the stops was at a phone vendor who was standing alone on a sidewalk, because after dropping her phone on the cement on her way out of my car last time, her screen was completely caput. To be honest, her screen already had some cracks, but not as many. I encourage my readership to verify these fictitious tales with these fictitious characters. In reality, all of this is made up, but in my fantasy world, I really am that psycho that I'm actually doing these things, and nothing is made up. I've had both a member of this forum state openly on this board, and Jill's main side dick state to Jill, that I am making certain things up. Yes, all of my writing is fiction, so it's made up, but in the fantasy world, nothing is made up. Ask Chella about her phone. Ask Danny about me swerving in wildly. Jill set that guy straight and told him that everything I write is true.

Immediately after dropping Chella off, on my way down Greenfield to go to a different part of town, I saw Rose! She had turned me down the previous night, but assured me repeatedly that she wants to see me. So, I picked her up and off we went to the races! Remember last time when I said I'll put her on her knees next time? Well, that's exactly what I did. I forgot at first, but remembered a minute or two in, and around a minute later I piped up and suggested we repair to the back, and she was happy with that. She gave me damn good head, and had me 99% of the way to orgasm at two different points in the blow job, but since I'd just shot less than two hours earlier, my machinery did not perform that function. God Bless Rose. A gem of Silver City.

Rose is a good, sweet girl. Treat her right. She was born to fuck and suck and make us pigs come. If you can think of a more important or spiritually cleaner profession (other than home-making), you can spit in my face.

As Rose and I pulled back up to where I'd picked her up from, we began squinting, but alas, 'twas not the sun that blinded us! Erika was standing there in broad daylight on 21st street, about 50 feet in from Greenfield avenue, talking at the passenger's side of a small, red car that was sitting in front of a garage, facing Greenfield. A male was driving, and a female was in the passenger seat. Our windows were all down, so with a big grin on my face, I said to the fella when he looked at me: "You're probably doing the same thing I'm doing!" He smiled a little, but didn't reply. Erika came up and talked me into a date, though I was warning her that I'd squirted in Chella's mouth a mere two hours earlier, so it's unlikely that I'll come. She took her chances and hopped in. She sucked me for around 15 minutes, then a torrent of goo came shooting out of my sizeable member and into this slore's capable face hole. Heaven. Erika has had more than 10,000 men splash their cream inside her adroit mouth and has saved more than 100 lives with Narcan, not to mention the volunteer social work she does in Silver City on a daily basis. I'm proud to say that I've taken the initiative to do some volunteer social work in that neighborhood, myself, though the quantity of such work I've done isn't even on the scale of what Erika's done. In fact, she just saved the life of Jessi of The Holy Trinity by tricking her into going to the hospital and arranging with the trap house boss that they will not allow Jessi there that night. When Becca's unborn child was at risk, I drove her to the women's care center. As we were at the stoplight, she asked me if we can "do this another day". I swiftly replied, "No" and gunned it. She says that's the best thing that's ever happened to her.

As long as Erika and I are around, we will remain a positive influence and preserve peoples' lives to the best of our ability.

Erika performs miracles. The orgasm she gave me during this visit, 2 1/2 hours after I pumped into Michella's capable mouth, is one such example. Another occurred the previous time I was in town, when she deigned to pause her reading for the 11 minutes it took her to make me cum a mere 90 minutes after my previous orgasm! Silver City is a holy place, bustling with Street Angels who are doing God's work.

Body Shopper.

[QUOTE=BodyShopper;6571169]I arrived in town Saturday evening and stayed until Monday morning. In 24 hours, I got 5 blow jobs from a total of four different women (one at a time).

Saturday evening, I met one Angie- not the one Soccer Fan is obsessed with- though this one, too, was on Lincoln. This crud was middle-aged with long, dark blonde hair, and signs of aging and drug use. She refused to submit to the feel check, so I attempted to kick her out, but she refused. At least twice. Then she showed me a tit. Then she let me feel that tit. Then we talked, and off to the races we went. She sucked my cock for, I'd say, 13 or 14 minutes. She attempted to quit after 9 or 10 minutes, while bemoaning her odious task the entire time. Jill should teach this wench some appreciation for getting to suck men's cocks. Jill appreciates every cock she sucks, fucks, or even strokes. Alas, Angie failed at making my full balls explode, and I dropped her back off, unsatisfied.

Continuing on my cruise, I came upon a luminosity, and could barely believe my eyes. In the entire first half of this year, I'd only seen such a brightness once, and it refused to get in my vehicle. Now, so far, just one-and-a-half months into the second half of the year, I have come upon The Light Of Silver City four times- and the fourth time, she pitched me, as I was drained! But that's later this tale. So, I picked up Erika and took her to the gas station she was marching toward when I swerved illegally into the parking lane and accosted this legendary slore. Erika left her purse in my car because she trusts me (and I trust her), and went in and purchased a few snacks. We then repaired to my spot. She'd been nodding off on her heroin high the whole way there, and once there, I allowed her to sleep for an hour-and-a-half. Most of that time I occupied by chatting with a buddy on the phone. I wanted to let her sleep for two reasons: compassion for her, and the desire to not have her nodding off while she's sucking my cock. Well, I woke her up because I needed my cock sucked so badly, and I asked her repeatedly if she's up for the date, because she was still nodding off. After repeatedly assuring me that she is, she proceeded to give me a blow job that contained about twenty times of me waking her back up. Somehow, she made me squirt after around 15 minutes of that. Squirting into women is what life is all about, so I went to sleep happy after dropping her off...[/QUOTE]Where does one dream of rose and how many thorns does it take to pluck the rose.

Skinny, tall, 20 something year old. Looks Hindu but most likely just a caramel BSW. 24th and Green overnight. Hardworking, nice, polite, quiet attitude. Standard rates. Would repeat.

[QUOTE=TheyTanky;6571771]Where does one dream of rose and how many thorns does it take to pluck the rose.[/QUOTE]She's a fixture between 18th and 22nd on Greenfield. Can't miss her. Short. 90% cellulite from her hips to her knees. Belly hanging out of a crop top that's not supposed a crop top. Her mouth must be golden because physically she's nothing to look at.

HS.

[QUOTE=HuntingStreets;6572726]She's a fixture between 18th and 22nd on Greenfield. Can't miss her. Short. 90% cellulite from her hips to her knees. Belly hanging out of a crop top that's not supposed a crop top. Her mouth must be golden because physically she's nothing to look at.

HS.[/QUOTE]Hi. Does anyone have a pic of rose? Thanks all!

[QUOTE=Gopack13;6573486]Hi. Does anyone have a pic of rose? Thanks all![/QUOTE]It's pretty shitty quality from a distance but it'll give you an idea.

HS.

[QUOTE=HuntingStreets;6573531]It's pretty shitty quality from a distance but it'll give you an idea.

HS.[/QUOTE]Thanks HS!!

[QUOTE=HuntingStreets;6572726]She's a fixture between 18th and 22nd on Greenfield. Can't miss her. Short. 90% cellulite from her hips to her knees. Belly hanging out of a crop top that's not supposed a crop top. Her mouth must be golden because physically she's nothing to look at.

HS.[/QUOTE]I would like to add that if it's a BBBJ you're looking for with her it is pretty good and a little sloppy but she cannot suck dick more than 5 minutes without complaining. So if you last more than a couple minutes and like to enjoy yourself I would recommend someone else.

Saturday morning I woke up late (Just before 8 AM) and decided to go see Andrea. I'm posting this in the streetwalker section cause I did do a little recon for you guys but overall what I saw on the street was a disappointment. Too be clear though I did very little cruising.

Andrea did not disappoint, she was where she was supposed to be when she was supposed to be there and we retired to Dolly's for a few hours. (Photo Below. She Looks SOOOO Good Walking Across That Street) On the way she was very attentive and even with only seeing her two times before today she knows just what I like and is happy to provide it. The ride to Dolly's itself was a great time. No need for me to go into detail but the girl just don't disappoint.

After we left Dolly's we tried Villa's on 26th and Greenfield for lunch and then I dropped her off.

I didn't want to let anyone here down so I did a few loops on Greenfield and National. A couple very quick ones before picking Andrea up and then a few more after dropping her off. I saw one girl both before and after that looked really good. That was on National first around 22nd and later around 12th. Young, trim, Latin I think. I've never seen her before.

Greenfield had nothing but then I did pick up Samantha on 26th just one building South of National. She is a thin Native American girl, very nice looking, wearing a just above the knee length dress and nothing else other than shoes. We settled on 30 and she worked on me a little while driving to a spot I often use just off National. After we stopped she wanted me to grab her hair which was knotted on top of her head and kind of hammer her head up and down. She also wanted me to kind of hump her mouth. Once I figured out what she wanted we went to town pretty good. No phone of course but maybe I'll find her again. She was a really fun girl.

The trip really was all about Andrea, I find her to be not only one of the best of her profession, but a very nice person as well. Just spending time with her has become somewhat of a highlight of my otherwise boring life.

[QUOTE=TrollMongo;6576116]Saturday morning I woke up late (Just before 8 AM) and decided to go see Andrea. I'm posting this in the streetwalker section cause I did do a little recon for you guys but overall what I saw on the street was a disappointment. Too be clear though I did very little cruising.

Andrea did not disappoint, she was where she was supposed to be when she was supposed to be there and we retired to Dolly's for a few hours. (Photo Below. She Looks SOOOO Good Walking Across That Street) On the way she was very attentive and even with only seeing her two times before today she knows just what I like and is happy to provide it. The ride to Dolly's itself was a great time. No need for me to go into detail but the girl just don't disappoint.

After we left Dolly's we tried Villa's on 26th and Greenfield for lunch and then I dropped her off.

I didn't want to let anyone here down so I did a few loops on Greenfield and National. A couple very quick ones before picking Andrea up and then a few more after dropping her off. I saw one girl both before and after that looked really good. That was on National first around 22nd and later around 12th. Young, trim, Latin I think. I've never seen her before.

Greenfield had nothing but then I did pick up Samantha on 26th just one building South of National. She is a thin Native American girl, very nice looking, wearing a just above the knee length dress and nothing else other than shoes. We settled on 30 and she worked on me a little while driving to a spot I often use just off National. After we stopped she wanted me to grab her hair which was knotted on top of her head and kind of hammer her head up and down. She also wanted me to kind of hump her mouth. Once I figured out what she wanted we went to town pretty good. No phone of course but maybe I'll find her again. She was a really fun girl.

The trip really was all about Andrea, I find her to be not only one of the best of her profession, but a very nice person as well. Just spending time with her has become somewhat of a highlight of my otherwise boring life.[/QUOTE]Is that code for something or something else?

Andrea seems to always be in this leather outfit. I wouldn't mind having her suck me off.

[QUOTE=ATW2020;6576220]Is that code for something or something else?

Andrea seems to always be in this leather outfit. I wouldn't mind having her suck me off.[/QUOTE]Its her work uniform.

[QUOTE=ATW2020;6576220]Is that code for something or something else?[/QUOTE]From the title I assume you mean Dolly's. That is Dolly's Villa Vista Hotel in Oak Creek. If you go west off I-94 by the Ikea store to 27th Street and turn left (South) it's on the left about a quarter mile. Or, if your cruising Greenfield, National or Lincoln, just turn South on 27th (Layton) and head down that way although going that way is a bit slower of course. Rooms go for $35, $40, or $45 depending on size of bed and the place is pretty clean but certainly not fancy. They only take cash. Probably half the customers there use the room for only a hour or two. There is another motel just down the road on the other side of 27th that is $50, and a third one a bit farther South that I have not tried. Dolly's and the one across the road seem to assume clients will be staying for only a hour or two.

[QUOTE=HuntingStreets;6572726]She's a fixture between 18th and 22nd on Greenfield. Can't miss her. Short. 90% cellulite from her hips to her knees. Belly hanging out of a crop top that's not supposed a crop top. Her mouth must be golden because physically she's nothing to look at.

HS.[/QUOTE]That's the most unflattering description of her. Here is my description:

Rose is a curvy 25-year-old white woman who, as you stated, is a fixture of Greenfield Avenue, between 18th & 22nd Streets. She is a member of the esteemed, lauded, touted, and much-fabled Holy Trinity. As seen in the photo Hunting Streets posted, she has beautiful thighs and child-bearing hips. In fact, she has a fecund womb that places her at the top of the breeding stock of our young women, contingent upon her quitting drugs. She has beautiful, natural red hair. All three members of our Trinity were graced by God and imbued with beauty. All three have partially damaged themselves with drugs, but their inborn beauty is still visible through the drug wreckage. I have had the privilege of having Rose naked in my house. Lying in bed, walking around the house, showering with me; as I've stated, she is in the 10% - 20% of women who I actually enjoy looking at when they're naked. In the motel room last December with Erika, Rose never removed her t-shirt, and I was concerned that she would not look good naked. My fears were put to rest to my delight several months later when she was home for a spell. Her pussy is absolutely magnificent! Its appearance is of supreme beauty, and to address Hunting Streets' conjecture about Rose's mouth, I will say that her mouth is just fine, but her pussy is the organ that is made of gold! I am in heaven when my cock is throbbing and thrusting inside Rose's sweet pussy. It's all the will power I can muster to resist licking the precious thing and giving her pleasure. I have to remind myself that lots of other dicks squirt their filth into it each day, so I have to refrain from licking it. Beholding Rose either lying naked on my bed with her legs spread, or lying pant less in the front or back seat of my car with her legs spread is an aesthetic delight fit for the Gods. I love looking Rose in the eyes and giving it to her. Admittedly, I love doing the same to Jill and Erika, but Rose is the one I feel at home and at peace inside. Like Troll Mongo with Andrea, I value my time with Rose, even though my life is not boring at all, like he says his is. In fact, I value my time with Rose more than I value my time with any other hooker. This is why my emotions ran so high last April when I announced to the board that I was done with her because she had made a remark to me through my window that I did not care for, and which I then came on here and said about her. She and I made up soon thereafter, and have done two dates since, and are on great terms. I wish to add that I truly value my time with Erika, as well; but she is a wise, independent, old soul who will run circles around a man. Erika is a very powerful woman, which intimidates and even frightens me. So, I am honored to be Erika's friend, and I'm glad that Erika feels comfortable enough around me to shoot up right in front of me, even though I don't use drugs. I truly value our friendship. But Rose is the one I feel comfortable with in that she will not desire to, nor be able to, destroy my soul like so many women do when a man becomes enamored with them.

[QUOTE=BodyShopper;6577329]That's the most unflattering description of her. Here is my description:

Rose is a curvy 25-year-old white woman who, as you stated, is a fixture of Greenfield Avenue, between 18th & 22nd Streets. She is a member of the esteemed, lauded, touted, and much-fabled Holy Trinity. As seen in the photo Hunting Streets posted, she has beautiful thighs and child-bearing hips. In fact, she has a fecund womb that places her at the top of the breeding stock of our young women, contingent upon her quitting drugs. [/QUOTE]Ya gottta respect a man who can use the word "fecund!

Coochie (Hellz yeah) Eater.

God bless you all.

P.S. Gahdamb Shopper! What's another word for "punctilius?" I be that word.

Does anyone know anything about this weird girl I keep seeing, she has an amazing little body and every time I see her walking she seems crazy, she has very to short poorly cut hair and wears matching tight fitting top and pants like yoga wear, she's kinda tall and sucks her thumb, never stops moving, I told her she has a nice ass and she seemed oblivious like she doesn't speak English, what's her deal? I saw a cute long haired black girl on Greenfield, nice spinner was she the one mentioned recently?