Heidi and Clarissa received their pink backpacks! A 19-hour period with Jessi!
All of my writing on this website is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events, is entirely coincidental.
Hard chronological data:
Heidi motel date BBBJ BBFS 40.
Jessi motel date BBBJ BBFS CIP 50.
Jessi motel date BBBJ BBFS 40.
Claire (Clarissa) car date BBBJ CIM 30.
Jessi car date BBBJ CIM 30.
My dick wasn't working too well this visit, so while the two car dates I did on Saturday went like normal- if with a dick that didn't get fully hard- the girls with whom I did the three motel dates Friday through Saturday deserve extra credit, because my performance was my fault, not theirs.
I arrived in town Friday at noon, to pick up Jessi at our scheduled time and place, a block from her home. She was a no-show. From 11:50 until 12:10, I stalked her home and every car that came or went in its vicinity, prowling, peeping, spying, and creeping, following folks and staring at folks, making sure that if Jessi's meeting someone else, he doesn't have a good time of it. At 12:10, I took off and hit the loop to tend to my itchy nutsack, and sooner than later coming upon Heidi on the southeast corner of 22nd and Greenfield. My entire life, I've given disclaimers, knowing full well that people will ignore them (to their own detriment). People are all very predictable. They always operate as if I made no disclaimers, but I don't care, because I remember saying them. I warned Heidi that I have not gotten a motel yet, and that it could take a while while I roam from motel to motel, negotiating with the front desk. She said she wanted to do the date, and that she will not be in a hurry. However much time it takes is good with her. LOL What she was dying for was a morning blast! This was 1:30 in the afternoon, mind you. I fronted her 10 in return for her purse that had her phone and lots of other items in it as collateral. She obtained a crack rock from a black male who sells out of his car. We then repaired to the motel strip. After our third motel, Heidi kindly stated that "so we don't waste either of our time, we could do it in the car. Even if I get less money, that's okay. " I kindly reminded her of my disclaimer in the beginning, and the fact that she agreed to it and insisted on the date. She smiled and looked down in humble resignation, admitting that she remembers. I give her credit that she even laughed and quoted herself being pushy as she insisted on doing the date. See? The point of life isn't to make things go smoothly. Rather, the point is to dot your I's and cross your T's so that no one can ever win a debate against you. I got a room at the 4th motel we went to. And that's not counting another motel I looked up and calculated the price of online between the third and fourth motels we went to. The date was decent. Her work ethic was fabulous. She showered at my request. She really wanted one, anyway. She came out and got to work fellating my member while I sat on the chair. After probably 12 minutes of that, I had her lie on the bed. This time, she clearly did not enjoy the coitus. She appeared to be in minimal pain. After perhaps a minute and a half of that, I gave up, as my dick had turned from decently hard to floppy. I had her fellate me probably another ten minutes, then I called it off. She had a fantastic attitude on the way back, the (agreed-upon) lesser pay notwithstanding. Because of her hard work and fantastic attitude, I gave her the biggest honor of her entire life: The pink backpack 4-pack!
After that, I did some cruising and texting, to no avail.
As I was on my way to get a bite to eat, Jessi called me from Krissie's phone! Hurray! The angels sing! I turned right back around and scooped her up at 5:10 in the afternoon. I don't listen to phony bologna excuses, so I'm not going to vomit quoted syllables into my readership's brains. Suffice it to say that I'm out there to fuck and get sucked, and I pursue warm, wet holes, regardless of the level of loyalty and integrity the brain they're attached to displays. Jessi and I repaired to my motel room straightaway. Since my dick was in terrible condition, I actually happily allowed her to dilly dally for several hours before spreading twat. We hung out for a couple of hours, and then she showered at my behest. Came out clean as a whistle. First, I stood by the side of the bed while she sat on the bed and fellated me. Then, I sat on the chair while she knelt in front of me, fellating me. Next, I stood while she knelt on the floor, fellating me still. At my command, Jessi let me hoist her onto the bed, with her twat at the very edge (as per my earlier instruction), and I pounded my nasty load into her beautiful, sexy pussy! Heaven! See? This was only my second time fucking Jessi! The first was a year and a half ago. I would guess March, 2024. That time, I fucked her for several minutes, seated at a 90-degree angle to her while she laid on her back. I didn't shoot that time. This time, I did my notorious trick in which I get a blow job, and then when I'm about to shoot, I have the bish fling herself back, and I pound my filthy load into her unwholesome canal. Done. Jessi laid / sat there for probably 20 seconds or so after I pulled my dick out of her pussy. That entire time, I beheld my bright, white seed- which had brewed in my ballsack for 3 1/4 days- slowly oozing out of her magnificent pussy! I am truly The Notorious P. I. G. This was my second time fucking Jessi, and my first time shooting in her pussy! I'd been hungrily and painfully looking forward to this experience for the year and a half since our first motel date!
Jessi and I got some food, and then I took her to a drug house. She was in and out in 4 minutes, and we then repaired straightaway back to the motel for the night. We hung out til around 12:30, then went to bed. I was almost asleep. Jessi couldn't sleep. She complained of hunger, so I microwaved her one of my meals. She ate it, exclaiming that it's delicious, and then we went back to bed at around 2:00. I woke up at 7:00 and laid there until 9:00, not being able to sleep, then got up. Jessi slept until I woke her up at 9:15. I showered, then ate, and then we got to business at around 10:10. She sucked me, then I fucked her for probably a pathetic minute, and then I had her suck me again. All of the fellatio was done with her preferred position of her kneeling while I stood in front of her. The coitus was performed in missionary. After around 20 minutes of her labor, I called it off. At 10:34, Jessi suggested we leave. I refused, citing my Friday's disclaimer from when I gave her the option of being dropped off after our yesterday's date: I had told her that I don't leave motels until 11:00 am Upon my reminder, Jessi laid back down on the bed until I told her, at 10:47, to get up. Jessi bought me a small meal on our way back. That was a nice gesture of hers. I dropped her off at "her" place at around a quarter to 12.
Jessi is only the third hooker I've ever slept with. The first was Rose, reported dutifully on here in late winter or early spring, 2023. She came to my house and slept a night. The second was Erika, who did it first in February, 2024, in a motel room, and countless times since then, both in motel rooms, and in my car. And even a 27-hour period in my house! So, Jessi was the third one on Friday night. Glory be!
Jessi agrees that hookers are animated fleshlights, and Johns are animated ATM machines. She also acknowledges that she enjoys having a wide variety of men she fucks and / or sucks, and that having so many men lusting after her validates her. And when I stated that the nice thing for both hookers and Johns is that by having so many partners, we each are constantly reminded how unimportant each one provider or client is to us, and that he or she can be replaced unnoticeably by the revolving door of meat slabs we politely call "human beings", Jessi happily concurred again, and I could tell that she meant it.
Jessi suffers from diabetes mellitus. Her right foot and leg, almost up to the knee, are swollen and red. She is in pain any time she walks. She even has an open wound on the leg, and the whole foot and lower leg look like they're rotting. I admonished her to let me take her to a clinic or hospital, but she refused. After I've shot several loads into her pussy, so I can afford for her to stop seeing me if she is so inclined, I will stop by a hospital that is on our route, and I will take her inside; or, if she refuses, I will go into the emergency room and tell them that there is a patient outside who needs help getting in. I was planning on kidnapping her and taking her there, but I figure that if I have her willingly driving on a route that happens to take us by a hospital, and I pull into the lot against her wishes, I cannot be charged with kidnapping.
Erika once tricked Jessi into going to the hospital by lying and telling her that they had a double date to perform. Erika arranged a driver, and she arranged for the trap house to not let Jessi back in that night. Jessi's entire leg was swollen, and she'd been in pain for weeks. I give Erika a lot of credit for squeezing Jessi out of options and into resignation to get mended. Only this time, Jessi won't have Erika to bring heroin to her hospital bed. I had asked Erika to ask Jessi if I can visit her in the hospital and get a blow job at her bed, but of course Erika didn't pass along that message.
I do what's right, not what's popular or legal. But like I said, I figured out a way to do it without breaking the law: when we happen to be driving by a hospital anyway, I'll just pull in. But after I've shot several loads in her pussy. So far, I've only shot one.
If Jessi continues on her path, she will at best have a foot or leg amputated, or at worst die. So, being that she might not be long for this world, I recommend all of you gentlemen try her out if you haven't yet; and those who have, do as many dates with her as you can. I keep kicking myself for never having tried out Bianca, and never having followed up with Katie or Marietta after the one glorious date I did with each of them. Don't let Jessi die without enjoying her to the maximum. She stands almost exclusively on the northwest corner of 19th and Greenfield these days, though she can occasionally be found on the northeast corner of 20th and Greenfield.
I dropped her off and went cruising for another mouth to feed, since I did not cum with Jessi during that morning's motel date. Found Clarissa (who introduced herself as Claire) standing on the southwest corner of 7th and Lincoln. Turned her down because she looks like a tranny, but then saw her walking by the Speedway at 9th Place and Lincoln. Pulled up, asked her if she's trans, and she said no. I started driving away, but then I asked, "Are you the one who used to live in a van with your dad?" She said yes! Bingo! I invited her in. I had her probably three times back in 2018-2019, and she got me off every time, I think. I looked up her interview and compared her to the woman in the interview, and it's the exact same hair and hairline, so it's her, for sure. I checked the pussy by both sight and touch, and the breasts. Let me tell you, no tranny would ever want breasts like hers, nor could a doctor fake that shit. On our way out to the spot, I even reached over and gently felt her throat with my fingers, checking for an Adam's apple, and there wasn't one. She happily assured me, "I'm not a man. ".
Once at the spot, Clarissa proceeded to give me a really good blow job! Her technique is rather singular but very pleasing! She procured my load after perhaps 9 minutes of labor. Bless this woman. On our way back, I gave her the pink backpack 4-pack! Pink and black backpack (a solid pink section, and a smaller solid black section), pink twin-blade shaver, a pink bag of Hershey's kisses, and a bottle of hand sanitizer. I informed her and Heidi each that the backpack serves as a uniform that the Johns reading my posts look for. Semper Fi!
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I went and did some other things around town, and returned to the South Loop at around 8:00.
I saw CiCi standing hopelessly on the corner at 15th and Lincoln.
I saw Jen and Nicole (Draco) in the alley at 23rd street, between Greenfield and Orchard. Nicole actually introduced herself as Nicole this time! But I turned them both down, but gave Jen a ride one block down to "her man" at 22nd street. LOL.
BTW, I erred in my last report when I said that Summer was standing on 21st street, at the alley between Greenfield and Orchard. No! It was between Greenfield and Scott! 'Twas a half-block north, not south, of Greenfield.
About an hour into my Saturday night's cruising, Jessi hollered at me from the northwest corner of 19th and Greenfield, as I drove by! I ripped onto 18th street, sped up the alley with my knuckles gripped white, and by the time I reached 19th street, Jessi had hobbled halfway over to my car! I pulled up to her, and she got in!
I told her that I'm looking for new meat. She said that she just wants to hang out, and agreed to do so while I cruised for new meat. After perhaps 10 minutes, I asked her if her leg condition would allow her to suck my balls while another bish sucks my cock in the back seat. She replied fervently in the affirmative. I told her that we will do that if I find someone. Alas, I found no one I wanted after driving with Jessi for around 45 minutes, so we repaired to a spot, and she sucked me off really well. I love pumping my jism into Jessi's facehole! So, Jessi and I spent a 19-hour period together from Friday late afternoon through Saturday late morning, then another hour and a half together Saturday night. Unfortunately, she's been scratching and picking at her face, and has created several bloody wounds. When she returned to the streets two months ago after her place of employment got raided, she was a clean, beautiful woman, as God made her. I remember how striking she looked that first night, in her beautiful white dress! The following night, she had on the same dress, and had her hair done up on top of her head in the same elegant manner, appearing like a woman of royalty from the Victorian era. Her hair also looks really nice when it's down, as it is now- and it's nice and long and beautiful- but in place of the white dress, she's usually in pajamas now, and like I said, she scratches her face until she bleeds. Back in 2019, she had her entire face covered with bloody wounds the whole year! And two months ago, she didn't have a single blemish on her face, but was pure beauty! So, I've seen Jessi at her best and at her worst, but I've always picked her up, because she sucks my dick how I like it, and makes me shoot.
After using Jessi's face as a cream spittoon, I dropped her back off at 10:30 and drove home happily and peacefully with an empty nut sack.
Holy Trinity for life!
Hookers are life! Cheating is life! Variety is the spice of life!
Some day, some smart young lady is going to give me a heart attack with her delightful techniques, and then promptly divest me of my wallet, and if she is so bold, my vehicle, as well.
Streetwalkers are the poor man's harem.
If you have a wife, cheat on her.
Burn society to the ground.
Parking lots are for car dates, and streets are for roadhead. And the daughters of the construction workers who pave them are for us to pump into.
Street prostitutes are the hyenas of the urban jungle.
Jill loves to watch cum shoot out of a cock.
Regan lives to receive facials.
Erin enjoys studying each man's face while she sucks his cock.
Jessi is validated by being the object of the lust of hundreds of men.
Erika prefers married men, because she likes winning against their wives.
Rachel relies on the emotional support of her Johns.
Chevy spits Ebonics at her fellow slores, while speaking in English to her clients.
And Chella has dedicated the last 15 years of her life to making men shoot in her pussy and her throat.
Body Shopper.