A Date With Red, 3 Dates With Erika, Then A Date With Chevy
This post is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events, is entirely coincidental.
Baby Jess,
Blessed art thou among women.
And blessed is he who shooteth seed into your face hole.
Amen.
A quick shout out to all of the opium farmers and coca farmers of the world. My life wouldn't be nearly as great as it is without you.
Also, a big shout out to all of the drug dealers in every city in America, for keeping our streets lined with slores. I especially want to thank all of the drug dealers in Milwaukee. I send my money into your hands. Slores are just the middlewomen.
I arrived in town around a week and a half ago. Here are the statistics of this voyage:
Red car date BBBJ BBFS CIP 40.
Erika car date BBBJ CIM.
Erika car date BBBJ CIM.
Erika motel date BBBJ BBFS CIP.
Chevy car date BBBJ CIM 30.
Erika doesn't want me to list the prices I pay her, so I stopped doing that a month or two ago. Actually, she wants me to refrain from posting a lot more than just that, but I refuse to refrain from posting any of the other data and details.
My goal was to first pump a load into Red's pussy, then Chella's, then spend the rest of my time with Erika. I can't get a hold of Chella, so if any of you have her current phone number, would you send it to me in a private message?
On my very first lap down, after getting off the freeway in the late afternoon, there was Red, slinking across 21st & Greenfield! I took her to one of my parking spots, had her suck my cock from the driver's seat while I sat in the passenger's seat. Then, when I was about to shoot, I had her sit on it. Unfortunately, she hovered a few inches above me, while I pounded my load into her fine pussy. Then, she sat down on it and moved around until I called the date. Dropped her back off where I found her.
As I drove away, 40 feet from where I dropped Red off at, was Erika! Picked her up, had her suck me while I sat in my driver's seat and her in the passenger's seat, and pumped a load into her mouth.
We slept together in my car. During the wee hours, she gave me another blow job, and I pumped another load into her mouth.
Checked into the motel in the morning. In the late afternoon, I sat on the chair while Erika sucked me. Then, when my climax arrived, I had her fling herself onto the bed with her twat on the edge of the bed, and squeeze my cock as hard as she could while I pounded- and I mean POUNDED- my load into her tight twat. Paradise. As she's gravid, her grimace of discomfort is much more pronounced and passionate than it always had been prior to her pregnancy, while I pump loads into her. Next best thing to having a woman like me.
All three of the blow jobs she gave me- including the third, which resulted in me fucking her pussy- were super-great! That woman takes me to heaven when she sucks my dick.
Over these last few trips, I have begun putting the straw of her drink up to her mouth, and having her drink. So, I took the liberty to tell her to take a shower now, as she had been saying she's going to. She pertly retorted that she'll shower when she wants to. She never did shower that night. I put the drink to her lips out of love. These drug addicts don't know how to take care of themselves, so they need someone to have them drink, have them shower, etc. She defiantly disagrees and insists on full autonomy, even though her autonomy has caused her to be homeless the majority of her adult life, as she currently is, and has been for almost a year.
We retired shortly after midnight. She was supposed to suck me off in the wee hours, then I'd take her to her drug dealer, and back to the motel. Instead, she broke my rule I'd made last spring, and which she submitted to, in which she is not allowed to bring a man to the motel, nor go out to his car. She rudely was watching t. V. And using talk-to-text while I was sleeping, which is what woke me up. When I realized what was afoot, I reminded her of that rule, and admonished her that she is not allowed to bring men onto the motel property! She was rude in response, and said into the talk-to-text, "I'll be walking down the road. " I was frantically worried that she'd stolen my money from my car, since this was the first time I'd slept with her with my keys out in the open. I threw my shorts on and made a mad dash to my car, and all of my money was still there! Breathing a sigh of relief, I scolded her beside my car, and she walked away, without even saying "bye"! This, after I'd spent around $50 on food for her over the day-and-a-quarter that we were together, in addition to the normal prices for the dates themselves. Technically, the guy didn't drive into the motel parking lot, so she didn't break my rule, but by golly, she was going to break it! But to her credit, she paid me back a bunch of money over the course of that day-and-a-half, by me paying less for dates than normal. She paid me back $40! That reduced her debt from $91 to $51. So, she owes me $51 now. My generosity with food would be going on, even if she didn't owe me money. I'm doing it for her and the child. I would never add extras on to compensate for someone paying me back. When someone pays me back, they feel it.
I tried to sleep some more, but couldn't. It was almost 6:00 am I laid there until 8:00, left the motel at 8:30, and messaged Erika, looking to pump my demons into her face hole. She didn't reply. I got off the freeway and cruised up Lincoln. On my first lap up- after driving around 10 seconds- I found Chevy between 7th & 8th or between 8th & 9th streets. At any rate, I pulled in a block or two east of the gas station, and she walked west to meet me, and hopped on in. She sucked me off, and I pumped into her pig mouth. Messaged Erika, bragging about my success, and rubbing it in her face that she failed at making me miserable with her absence. Headed home happy.
Charmed life. Or something.
I've read Body Shopper's most recent report several times over just to get my head around the scene of a pregnant slore giving him the cold shoulder, leaving a motel room and walking down the street in middle of the night to meet another client. Whew!
Car date tips. Brookfield?
Gents. Looking at a possible "let's meet up over lunch" connection in Brookfield / Waukesha, and I'm to cheap to go to a no-tell. Any suggestions on any low profile locations for some privacy? Or am I asking for trouble? PM me if you don't want to blow up your spot.