5 pieces of meat: Chella, Summer, Stacy, Chevrolet, and Jessi. 4 orgasms in 27 hours.
All of my reports on this forum are fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events, is entirely coincidental.
Hard chronological data:
Chella motel date BBBJ BBFS CIP 50.
Summer Star motel date BBBJ 8.
Stacy car date BBBJ CIM 30.
Chevy car date BBBJ CIM 30.
Jessi car date BBBJ CIM 30.
The modus operandi of hookers when a John dies in her presence is to stuff his body in the trunk if it's a car date, or the closet if it's a house date, and use his car or house for her sex and drugging purposes until the cops catch up with her.
Some day, some smart young lady is going to give me a heart attack with her delightful techniques, then promptly divest me of my wallet, and if she is so bold, my vehicle, as well.
Prostitutes are the hyenas of the urban jungle.
Baby Jess,
Blessed art thou among women.
And blessed is he who shooteth seed into your facehole.
Amen.
The cock head and the vulva are the color of a pig, by design.
I arrived in town and hit the stroll right about the time that cop ran over Hayley. Despite Toxic King's kind advice on the General Reports thread, I didn't take any precautions due to what was, yes, a show of force by the police. My world cannot be affected by anything.
I went hunting for a motel date, and cruised for around 2 hours. On my first lap down Greenfield, I pulled up and handed Jen a cookie bar I had made, and she wolfed it down. I told her that some guys on the forum are looking for Alyssa, and that perhaps Jen could charge a $10 finder's fee if I gave them her number. She waved off the idea as she walked away.
After an hour or hour and a half, I got a hold of Chella on the phone and we agreed I'd pick her up. She stood me up at first, then called me and I came back. This time, she was there. I picked her up and drove to my motel. On the way there, I let her eat a cookie bar. I put her in the shower, and she came out clean as a whistle. Chella knows the drill. I am a pig with simple needs. She is a pig who services our needs and provides three holes for us to shoot in for monetary compensation. She and I aren't the nicest people, but we never said we were, so what's the problem? She got on her knees and fellated my member. Over the course of the next 15 minutes or so, I'd estimate that she performed 5 sessions of ball-licking and -sucking, each session being around 15 seconds. She was sucking my dick the rest of the time. During one or two of those ball-sucking sessions that had me whimpering and panting for dear life, I remarked, "You're loosening up the sperm, so they'll be easier to remove from their ducts. You're not going to let them remain in their comfy place. " And that's exactly what Chella does. I would say that the enjoyability of Chella's blow job is average, but her professional determination to procure the load is of the highest level. When my sperm was loosened enough, I barked my command, and Chells Bells leapt backwards onto the bed, twat on the edge of the mattress, and I predatorily stepped forward and dominantly puked my bile into her vaginal canal. I hope that all of you feminists reading this are really angry. Fuck you.
On the way back, I took Chella to that prostitute's home who I took Brooklyn to two months ago, and had Brooklyn knock on the door of and rattle the household's cage; a scene which ended in me having a friendly conversation face-to-face with a male family member of this unnamed prostitute. While Chella and I were sitting out back, hidden from that home's residents' view by the neighbor's garage, one resident emerged and threw out trash. Chella accosted him verbally and made several inquiries. See, this is a household who knows Chella lovingly, but none of them know Brooklyn. The fellow agreed to go in and get this other prostitute's number, thinking that it's for Chella, when really it's for me! Ha! He emerged, purchased some narcotics from a scroungy fellow who'd just pulled up, then came over. Chella said to me, "Honey, would you take down her number for me, please?" Oh, okay, if you insist. Ha! I typed that number right into my phone!
The Eye Of Silver City does not take "no" for an answer. If you build a connection with me, ghosting me isn't an option. All false moves cause you to get confronted by me. And if I care about you, I will always find you.
Always.
That's a Body Shopper promise.
I gave Chella another cookie bar.
Speaking of Brooklyn, as Chella and I were going from dealer to dealer prior to the date, we came upon Brooklyn at 16th and Lincoln! She was pretty as ever, in a bright red dress! Looked just like a Charlie Manson girl. Yum! I pulled over on 17th and asked if she has a working number yet, and she said no. Brooklyn seemed very nervous, like she was hoping that Chella wouldn't think she was trying to steal her date, even though it was I who pulled up to her. After we drove off, Chella expressed shock that Brooklyn didn't take a hit of crack when she offered it. Brooklyn kept walking west.
After the date, and after the visit to the other hooker's home, as I drove Chella to her destination, she asked me if she can lean on my arm as I drive. I said yes, and she leaned on it. After a couple of minutes, she slumped down forward, so I pulled her back up. Then, she nestled in really close, wrapping her arm around my arm and resting her head on my shoulder and arm for the next 10 minutes or so until drop off. She was going straight back out to hook. I dropped her off on Greenfield, between 26th and 27th, because, as I told her, I want girls to start hooking as far west as 27th street! Chella walked straight east, and a few minutes later, I saw her at the intersection of 25th and Greenfield. So, my ploy did not work. That was a great date with her, though! And it was really nice of her to help me out, fraudulently obtaining personal information about that other hooker from that hooker's family member.
I am the Truth. I am the Light. I am the Way. Follow me, and ye shall never be led astray.
I ran into Stacy and she asked for 50 cents "so I can get a can of soda". I happily obliged.
I let Hazel in my car, and we chatted for a few minutes. I told her that I'm looking for my regulars who I fuck in the motel that day, but that I'd love to get a blow job the following day. I reminded her that she owes me $10. Hazel replied that she thinks that voucher has expired! The dirty devil! She further stated that you can't cash it in 20 years later. Buzzard! So, never lend Hazel money! Holy shit! I will still try to collect this money.
Next, I picked up Summer Star and took her to the motel. Tossed her into the shower. She came out and ate a cookie bar. Then she sucked my dick for 10 or 15 minutes, nodding off to slumber every 5 seconds! I was frustrated and angry, and at one point, Summer said that I can just give her $8 and take her back. She said she "can't do this". I figured that that was just a ploy to get out of the date, and that she would demand more money at drop-off, but no! Summer stuck to her word! I handed her $8, and she took it and said, "Thank you"! So, Summer is on my A-list now. She has a horrible batting average- 1 for 7- but she did an extremely upstanding act of business with me. Summer Star is trying to repair her reputation, so if you gents see her, go ahead and pick her up. We all make mistakes, and we all do bad things. Everyone deserves second chances, third chances, and more. Summer Star, also known as No Neck, has the stamp of approval of The Notorious P. I. G.
I pulled up to Crackmonster Kerry and told her that if she's out the next day, I will pick her up for a blow job.
There was a black hooker at 17th and Lincoln for quite some time. So, with Brooklyn up there during the afternoon, and the black one there during the evening, clearly the upper numbers on Lincoln are being worked. Personally, I would like to see National, Greenfield, Lincoln, and Oklahoma filled with hookers from 6th to 35th streets.
I picked up Alyssa. She declined my offer of a motel date. I explained that Jen comes out there for $50 every time, but that she makes me come every time. Alyssa replied, "That's because she's a crackhead. " Who tf is Alyssa to talk?! She sleeps on the floor in a traphouse basement! Obviously, she smokes crack. I am a loyalist. If things have gone south between the two cousins, I am on Jen's side. But I would still love to plant a load in Alyssa's pussy. As well as The Dreaded Marisol's.
Then at around 1:00 at night, I picked up Stacy and got a blow job in my car. Stacy gives a solid blow job. She's 3 for 3 now at making me shoot. Stacy was doing a delightful fast vertical head motion with tight suction. It took her probably ten minutes to make me shoot. Meanwhile, I was peeping into Krissie and Jessi's bedroom throughout the entire blow job. They had no idea that I was watching them or that I was even out there. Unfortunately, at the end, Stacy let most or all of my sperm dribble down my shaft onto my trimmed pubes. She had been deepthroating me and exaggerating a gag every few seconds for a minute or two. That may have been sincere, or it may have been a ruse to prepare me for her not catching my seed. She claimed afterward that she had swallowed a little bit of the load. That's neither here nor there. Next time, I will request- nay, demand- her to catch or swallow the load. Other than that ending, it was a very good blow job.
I repaired back to my motel and slept.
Got up the next day and hit the stroll. As soon as I got off the freeway in Silver City, I hit Lincoln avenue, and on my first lap up, I found Chevy entering the westbound alley from 8th street between Lincoln and Hayes, and scooped her up! She asked me for a dollar to go get a can of soda. I obliged and did not deduct it from the date. Chevy sucked my cock really well, like she always does. Dropped her back off.
I met lots of nasty, desperate hoes during this trip. An Amanda on Greenfield, around 13th, was vying desperately and angrily both days. In the alley between Lincoln and Hayes, 11th and 12th, that runs east-west, Paige, Edie, and some other hoe were lurking. Edie and Paige were getting aggressive and insulting toward me. Little did they know that Chella, who was sitting on the cement directly in front of that door that faces diagonally to the corner on the southwest corner of 10th and Lincoln, had just had my load shot into her pussy mere hours earlier, and that Chella and Chevy have each done damn near 30 dates with me in a few years' time. These hoes have no idea who they're dealing with, and they should shut the fuck up. I'm a huge customer, doing tons of dates with tons of girls, and I earned the nickname The Notorious P. I. G. For a reason. They have no clue that I'm a journalist. If they were smart, they'd drop the attitude and just vie for my business.
I saw Lola on 14th, I think it was, between Greenfield and the alley that's between Greenfield and Orchard. She came up to my car and expressed happiness to see me, and gratitude for the chocolate gifts she's known me to give her over the years. She claimed that she's off drugs and doesn't prostitute anymore. Her tits were looking really nice, and her body was fuller than I've ever seen her. So, it's possible that she's off drugs. She was hanging out there with people for the better part of an hour, so perhaps she wasn't hooking. But I guarantee $100 would buy her services. She claims she lives on Greenfield, and that's why she's out walking Greenfield sometimes. LOL Sure.
I bumped into Erin. She got in and we drove around for a few minutes. I dropped her off in an alley.
I pulled up to Heidi, who was sitting on that retainer wall on skid row on 22nd street, between Greenfield and Orchard, and I explained to her that I'd just pumped off a couple of hours ago, so I am passing because I probably would not have a hard dick for her to work with.
I bumped into Krissie. She got in and we drove around for 5 or 10 minutes until Jessi called me out of the blue! Hallelujah! The angels sing! I straightaway repaired to Jessi's home and picked her up! We repaired to a spot, and she got to work straightaway. Jessi gave me a really good blow job! We were interrupted by a black male bum at perhaps around the 5-minute mark. I pulled out of the spot. He passed, then we decided to pull right back into the spot, and she resumed labor. Around perhaps 6 minutes later, I was pumping my sperm into Jessi's mouth! I made her stay sucking while I pumped my hips up into her servile face for probably almost half-a-minute! Glory be! I love getting my cock sucked by her so much!
I told Jessi that since I'm on my way to go take a dip in the lake one last time for the year, and I want to do it before sundown, I will drop her off where she wants and then hit the road. She had me take her to the food truck on 18th and Greenfield. When I saw her hobble onto the sidewalk, I felt sorry for her and declared that I will take her where she wants, then drop her off at the place she's staying at, so that she doesn't have to suffer walking in that condition- and that I can swim in the dark if need be. She went into the gas station, then got back into my car, then I took her to a fast food joint drive-through, then dropped her off at home. I went and did my final swim of the year in dusk, then drove home.
Prostitutes and Johns are the great people, and normal people are soulless idiots.
Cops need their dick sucked, too.
We mongers watch the board like hawks, and watch the streets like vultures.
I will fuck your woman and shoot my cum into her pussy.
The age of automobiles and street prostitutes is a blip on the screen of human history. We are the lucky ones who live in this glorious epoch. Take advantage of it and fuck as many hoars as you can!
Kassy enjoys sucking cock and drinking sperm.
Tania is a big-titted cocksucker.
Snow is a voluptuous beauty who makes men ejaculate into her pig mouth.
Crazy, homeless Nicky pushes a cart and sucks a mean cock.
Both Corinnas on Lincoln shoot heroin and suck dick.
Jessi sucks our cocks to get her sick off.
Little Brittany sells pussy and shoots heroin.
I love shooting sperm into Chevy's facehole.
And my greatest pleasure in life is bending Red over and pounding my load into her pussy with every ounce of strength that I have.
Body Shopper.
A Great List Of Locations In Waukesha
[QUOTE=LookingForLefty;2510601]Years ago I found a few in Waukesha but generally they are very rare. I go through every few weeks and have developed a decent eye for it. They are not blatant like in Milwaukee but more subtle.
There is no consistent loop, just sort of random. Hospital Hill by the Salvation Army. Grandview Blvd near Huber jail. East Ave from Main down past the tracks, there is a series of homeless and women's shelters.
East Main Street near Hartwell. Low class bars, and the famous Waukesha Amy lived next to Casa de Rio. Baxter Street that runs parallel to the river near Frame Park. Late at night or early mornings.
Gas Stations near the intersection of East and Broadway. Speedway on S. Grand Ave and Frame Ave. The Barstow bridge over the Fox River near a liquor store.
What to do and where to go. Price Point motel on Blue Mound near Pewaukee Rd. Motel 6 in Brookfield. And while you are at Motel 6 you might find some working the parking lot..[/QUOTE]This is fantastic! I wanted to share this guy's post from ten years ago with the board, because it is a wonderful summary of his (by then) 30 years mongering in Waukesha, which doesn't have its own forum. While it does not appear that there is any "scene" as such in Waukesha, it does appear that there is (or was) some activity there over the course of decades. At any rate, this is a list to save and keep handy for whenever you happen to be in Waukesha.
A. Family Business B. Open Menus
[QUOTE=MexxxiBrewer;7398331]Just want to show a little MKE Latina booty (pic below). She is not an escort nor a SW but I guess she falls in the UTR category, maybe. She is petite, has a semi cute face and she is half Mexican half Rican. She texts me often but yesterday she sex texted me and just that got me hard. She texted me that she will suck it until I cum in her mouth. And that is exactly what I did 40 BBBJWSpit. I think the last two BBBJ's from her where better cause this time it felt more rough and a somewhat uncomfortable but I made it to the finish line and busted my medium size nut in her mouth. I did ask her for FS but she keeps giving me the same excuse that she on her period.
Then after I dropped the little Latina booty at her joint I found Alyssa (Post 10824) on 22nd and Gfield. I scooped her up but I thought I wasn't going to be able to pop. Sometimes I can't pop back to back like that. But Alyssa did a spectacular job. 50 FS everything cover, I banged her in mish. Her moans, the dirty talk and her pussy did make me bust again. It's been reported on here that her cousin is in this business but then she told me that her sister is also a provider, and that's good more to choose from.[/QUOTE]Now that you mention it, Jen did tell me that Alyssa is one of two relatives of hers who are hoaring out there nowadays. Family businesses are the American way and the building blocks of civilization itself. I'm glad that Jen's family is living the American dream.
All hoars do full sex. If you ask if they do it, the answer will sometimes be "no". Same with catching loads, cum in pussy, bareback sex, etc. I came up with a new business model earlier this year that solves this problem: I don't pay until after the date! Because after the money is in their hand is when they start spitting their rules. If they spit rules before the money is in their hand, their choices are to back down and have no rules or get driven back to where I picked them up at without a penny. I pay afterward with my regulars and my new girls I meet. I never, in my decades of doing this, thought I'd be able to pay afterwards with new girls, but by golly, I'm doing it, and normally neither of us even bring it up. My presence must be enriched through years of mongering, because in the past when I tried not saying anything, most of them piped up and demanded the money. Now, that only occasionally happens. And once in a great while I pay up front if we're parked outside the Silver City neighborhood.
Septermber: 26th anniversary of mongering, and 4th anniversary of being on the forum.
September is a special month to me, because it is the anniversary of me beginning to pick up streetwalkers. I started out in September, 1999. It is also the anniversary of me joining this forum. I joined in September, 2021.
Prostitutes and Johns are the great people, and normal people are soulless idiots.
A prostitute is a communal sperm spittoon, and a John is a walking ATM machine.
A person who lacks the agency to maintain a long-term phone number deserves to have sperm squirted all over her face.
Prostitutes and Johns are the conquerors, and prostitutes' boyfriends are the conquered.
Whenever one of us dies during a date, the hoar stuffs us in the trunk or closet and takes over our house or car, and rightfully so.
Whoever had the most partners wins!
If you get the chance to fuck someone's wife, do it!
Prostitution keeps the world turn in' 'round.
Milwaukee's streets are lined with cum guzzlers.
This is a bountiful Earth.
And remember: Treason is a crime punishable by death.
Body Shopper.
