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Diane, Krissie, Brittany: 3 Blow Jobs, 3 Orgasms In 18 Hours
All of my writing on this forum is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events, is entirely coincidental.
Hard chronological data:
Diane car date BBBJ CIM 30.
Krissie car date BBBJ CIM 30.
Brittany car date BBBJ CIM 30.
Update on Erika: She is serving at the trap house she's used as her main hangout place for the last 5 years. Her trick / boyfriend- who got a settlement in June, for between $400,000 and $500,000- has spent all of that money! Now that he's a broke joke again, after having been en-rich, Erika had no reason to keep the veil of non-hyenahood up any longer, and she made off with his last $500! Yes! I love it so much! They'll eat you, ass-first! He was searching around town for her, and she was hiding out for a week. But now, he's over there while she's serving, and since he's broke again, she won't deign to be his girlfriend. LOL Also, Erika, in her desperation, has begun calling or texting some of her clients and meeting up and doing dates! Ha! She'll be back out on the streets any day, now! My, how the cookie crumbles! Ha! She hasn't contacted me, because I was extremely terrible to her, in response to her being extremely terrible to me. I told her to her face numerous times that I don't like her. I think she's a talented, gifted, highly intelligent person with a great sense of humor and much intellectual curiosity. I enjoy our conversations and sex very much. But she used me as her punching bag (metaphorically speaking), so I dislike her. Also, she attempted to make me the laughing stock between her and my friend, so I hate her guts. But when I see her on the street, I'll make her an offer she can't refuse. And that's a Body Shopper promise!
Update on debts:
Hazel: $10.
Krissie: $10.
Erika: $8.
Chella: $4. 50.
Jen: $3. 25.
I arrived in town Friday night at around 9:30. Cruised Greenfield and picked up a negress named Neesha (typical) at 15th place and Greenfield. Orange wig. She refused to come one stinking mile away with me, still in the Silver City neighborhood, instead demanding me to park in a parking lot that she said was a block or two away. I refused and told her to get out. She said she's going to call the cops unless I give her $10. Had it been a higher demand, I would have refused. Had she threatened me with thugs, I would have refused. But as I've noted on this forum countless times, the street prostitute is the most intuitive animal on this plane, so they know better than to get violent, threaten to get violent, break any of my belongings, or threaten me with thugs. They understand that they're dealing with a predator- and a cheap predator, at that- and that the cops are the only people who strike enough fear in me that mentioning them allows the prostitute to modify my actions to a degree. So, I coughed up the $10 and she got out, leaving her door ajar. As I've boasted before on here, closing their door by driving away is a fine skill, and one that I mastered a decade or two or more ago. As I began pulling out, there Neesha was, pulling at the handle on my rear driver's side door (that's where I'd pulled my money out from). As I left her in the dust, she hit my car. I should have crushed the negress under my wheels.
Around a half-hour later, I picked up Diane. Says she's 54 years old (seems like the age she probably is, based on appearance). I had her a few times back in the 2018-2020 era. Found her Friday on the southwest corner of Greenfield and 14th, 15th, or 15th Place. She gave me a decent blow job. Spat my load out the door. Paid her and dropped her back off.
Went to sleep in my car.
Woke up Saturday morning, got a bite to eat, then hit the track at around 11 in the morning. On my first lap down Greenfield, I decided to stray to the back blocks, particularly a 2 1/2-block tract of alley that connects two drug dealers' homes. Each time I'm in town, I do probably 10 laps total, up and down that alley. Tina, who I reported on around a month ago, often skulks there in the dead of night, and that's where I met her and picked her up at. So, one lap up that alley, pulled out of the alley onto the street, drove a half-block to the corner, and there was Krissie The Cocksucker, walking her emotional support animal! Unleashed, to boot! It is a k-nine. Dog, to the lay person, to quote Harry in Dumb And Dumber. Krissie swiftly put her mut back inside her home and hopped into my car. I said "Today is your lucky day!" as I pointed at Diane's or Neesha's crack pipe sitting on the front passenger's floor of my car. Krissie excitedly celebrated that gift and used it to smoke her crack-cocaine! Yay! She gave me the Krissie blow job. It's the same as always, but it usually does the trick when a nig just wants to ejaculate. Krissie gave me my morning blow job, sucking Diane's spit and thick, pink lipstick off my cock. I ejaculated into her mouth, so I could go about my day with my head clear. She spat my bile out the door. I paid her and dropped her back off.
Returned to the stroll much sooner than I'd anticipated, about an hour and a half after dropping Krissie back off. I saw a really unique-looking car on National and perhaps 22nd street. I've included 3 pictures of this car, because its appearance tickles me. Does anyone know what kind of car this is? Or did someone just craft this car himself?
After perhaps an hour and a half of cruising the 3 main drags, I happened upon Brittany! She and her colleague Samantha were walking through the parking lot of the gas station at around 18th and Greenfield. I didn't recognize them, but since two hookers were walking inland, of course I pulled onto the side street by the gas station, and Brittany came right over to me! Samantha had a scratched up, cut up face! She's a waif, perhaps a notch off-white. Long, black hair. Looks like she's either a hardcore drug addict at the end of her pitiful rope, to quote Fletcher in Liar, Liar, or an Auschwitz detainee who transported through time and hopped out in 2025. Britt introduced me, and they each offered themselves to me, and I chose Brittany. Picked her up at around 3:00, and we had trouble finding a spot. Eventually, we found a decent one, and she got to work. Brittany gave me an incredible blow job! This was so great! It only took her six minutes to make me ejaculate, a few minutes shy of 4 hours after Krissie made me shoot! As people, Brittany and I don't relate with each other one bit; but when she's sucking my dick, we make sweet magic together! She is one of the most amazing cocksuckers on the circuit. Jill, Erika, and LaDonna are the greatest, and in the second tier, above 95% of these women, are a few other hookers, Brittany being one of them. She is 3-for-4 now, in making me shoot. She has incredible technique! She is passionate, ambitious, and learned in her head game. I was making vocal sounds throughout the entire six minutes, even though I never purposely make any! Brittany and I feed off of each other's energy when she sucks my dick, and we make sweet music together. What a delectable finale to an incredible day! After she spat my goo onto the ground, I paid her, and she proceeded to purchase two pairs of sandals from me, for $1 each! So, I shot a third load in 18 hours (barely over 17 hours, actually), and Brittany got dropped off with $28 and two brand-new pairs of sandals! How 'about that?!
I skedaddled home Saturday late afternoon through early evening, happy.
Kassy eagerly drinks sperm, never letting a single client's issue go to waste.
LaDonna is a powerful woman with the oral techniques of a Goddess incarnated.
Diane stands on her corner, flicking her famously long tongue at random strangers driving by.
Red bends over at traffic.
No Neck Summer walks around with her pussy out for everyone to see.
Renia smiles at you while she grinds your load out into her pussy.
Heidi spits niceties at you while you pummel her.
Jessi spreads twat and takes loads in her pussy.
The most appropriate canvas for splatterpaint is a drug addict's face.
Every woman should take other men's loads in her pussy behind her husband's back.
Street prostitutes are the hyenas of the urban jungle.
If you have a wife, cheat on her.
Equality can only exist among equals.
Streetwalkers are the poor man's harem.
When a John dies on a date, the slore stuffs his body in the trunk or closet, and proceeds to use his car or home as her drug-and-sex center until the cops catch up with her.
A person who lacks the agency to maintain a long-term phone number deserves to have sperm squirted all over her face.
And remember: Treason is a crime punishable by death.
Body Shopper.
Don't know what a cyber truck is?
[QUOTE=BodyShopper;7422355]All of my writing on this forum is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events, is entirely coincidental.
Hard chronological data:
Diane car date BBBJ CIM 30.
Krissie car date BBBJ CIM 30.
Brittany car date BBBJ CIM 30.
Update on Erika: She is serving at the trap house she's used as her main hangout place for the last 5 years. Her trick / boyfriend- who got a settlement in June, for between $400,000 and $500,000- has spent all of that money! Now that he's a broke joke again, after having been en-rich, Erika had no reason to keep the veil of non-hyenahood up any longer, and she made off with his last $500! Yes! I love it so much! They'll eat you, ass-first! He was searching around town for her, and she was hiding out for a week. But now, he's over there while she's serving, and since he's broke again, she won't deign to be his girlfriend. LOL Also, Erika, in her desperation, has begun calling or texting some of her clients and meeting up and doing dates! Ha! She'll be back out on the streets any day, now! My, how the cookie crumbles! Ha! She hasn't contacted me, because I was extremely terrible to her, in response to her being extremely terrible to me. I told her to her face numerous times that I don't like her. I think she's a talented, gifted, highly intelligent person with a great sense of humor and much intellectual curiosity. I enjoy our conversations and sex very much. But she used me as her punching bag (metaphorically speaking), so I dislike her. Also, she attempted to make me the laughing stock between her and my friend, so I hate her guts. But when I see her on the street, I'll make her an offer she can't refuse. And that's a Body Shopper promise!
Update on debts:
Hazel: $10.
Krissie: $10.
Erika: $8.
Chella: $4. 50.
Jen: $3. 25.
I arrived in town Friday night at around 9:30. Cruised Greenfield and picked up a negress named Neesha (typical) at 15th place and Greenfield. Orange wig. She refused to come one stinking mile away with me, still in the Silver City neighborhood, instead demanding me to park in a parking lot that she said was a block or two away. I refused and told her to get out. She said she's going to call the cops unless I give her $10. Had it been a higher demand, I would have refused. Had she threatened me with thugs, I would have refused. But as I've noted on this forum countless times, the street prostitute is the most intuitive animal on this plane, so they know better than to get violent, threaten to get violent, break any of my belongings, or threaten me with thugs. They understand that they're dealing with a predator- and a cheap predator, at that- and that the cops are the only people who strike enough fear in me that mentioning them allows the prostitute to modify my actions to a degree. So, I coughed up the $10 and she got out, leaving her door ajar. As I've boasted before on here, closing their door by driving away is a fine skill, and one that I mastered a decade or two or more ago. As I began pulling out, there Neesha was, pulling at the handle on my rear driver's side door (that's where I'd pulled my money out from). As I left her in the dust, she hit my car. I should have crushed the negress under my wheels.
Around a half-hour later, I picked up Diane. Says she's 54 years old (seems like the age she probably is, based on appearance). I had her a few times back in the 2018-2020 era. Found her Friday on the southwest corner of Greenfield and 14th, 15th, or 15th Place. She gave me a decent blow job. Spat my load out the door. Paid her and dropped her back off.
Went to sleep in my car.
Woke up Saturday morning, got a bite to eat, then hit the track at around 11 in the morning. On my first lap down Greenfield, I decided to stray to the back blocks, particularly a 2 1/2-block tract of alley that connects two drug dealers' homes. Each time I'm in town, I do probably 10 laps total, up and down that alley. Tina, who I reported on around a month ago, often skulks there in the dead of night, and that's where I met her and picked her up at. So, one lap up that alley, pulled out of the alley onto the street, drove a half-block to the corner, and there was Krissie The Cocksucker, walking her emotional support animal! Unleashed, to boot! It is a k-nine. Dog, to the lay person, to quote Harry in Dumb And Dumber. Krissie swiftly put her mut back inside her home and hopped into my car. I said "Today is your lucky day!" as I pointed at Diane's or Neesha's crack pipe sitting on the front passenger's floor of my car. Krissie excitedly celebrated that gift and used it to smoke her crack-cocaine! Yay! She gave me the Krissie blow job. It's the same as always, but it usually does the trick when a nig just wants to ejaculate. Krissie gave me my morning blow job, sucking Diane's spit and thick, pink lipstick off my cock. I ejaculated into her mouth, so I could go about my day with my head clear. She spat my bile out the door. I paid her and dropped her back off.
Returned to the stroll much sooner than I'd anticipated, about an hour and a half after dropping Krissie back off. I saw a really unique-looking car on National and perhaps 22nd street. I've included 3 pictures of this car, because its appearance tickles me. Does anyone know what kind of car this is? Or did someone just craft this car himself?
After perhaps an hour and a half of cruising the 3 main drags, I happened upon Brittany! She and her colleague Samantha were walking through the parking lot of the gas station at around 18th and Greenfield. I didn't recognize them, but since two hookers were walking inland, of course I pulled onto the side street by the gas station, and Brittany came right over to me! Samantha had a scratched up, cut up face! She's a waif, perhaps a notch off-white. Long, black hair. Looks like she's either a hardcore drug addict at the end of her pitiful rope, to quote Fletcher in Liar, Liar, or an Auschwitz detainee who transported through time and hopped out in 2025. Britt introduced me, and they each offered themselves to me, and I chose Brittany. Picked her up at around 3:00, and we had trouble finding a spot. Eventually, we found a decent one, and she got to work. Brittany gave me an incredible blow job! This was so great! It only took her six minutes to make me ejaculate, a few minutes shy of 4 hours after Krissie made me shoot! As people, Brittany and I don't relate with each other one bit; but when she's sucking my dick, we make sweet magic together! She is one of the most amazing cocksuckers on the circuit. Jill, Erika, and LaDonna are the greatest, and in the second tier, above 95% of these women, are a few other hookers, Brittany being one of them. She is 3-for-4 now, in making me shoot. She has incredible technique! She is passionate, ambitious, and learned in her head game. I was making vocal sounds throughout the entire six minutes, even though I never purposely make any! Brittany and I feed off of each other's energy when she sucks my dick, and we make sweet music together. What a delectable finale to an incredible day! After she spat my goo onto the ground, I paid her, and she proceeded to purchase two pairs of sandals from me, for $1 each! So, I shot a third load in 18 hours (barely over 17 hours, actually), and Brittany got dropped off with $28 and two brand-new pairs of sandals! How 'about that?!
I skedaddled home Saturday late afternoon through early evening, happy.
Kassy eagerly drinks sperm, never letting a single client's issue go to waste.
LaDonna is a powerful woman with the oral techniques of a Goddess incarnated.
Diane stands on her corner, flicking her famously long tongue at random strangers driving by.
Red bends over at traffic.
No Neck Summer walks around with her pussy out for everyone to see.
Renia smiles at you while she grinds your load out into her pussy.
Heidi spits niceties at you while you pummel her.
Jessi spreads twat and takes loads in her pussy.
The most appropriate canvas for splatterpaint is a drug addict's face.
Every woman should take other men's loads in her pussy behind her husband's back.
Street prostitutes are the hyenas of the urban jungle.
If you have a wife, cheat on her.
Equality can only exist among equals.
Streetwalkers are the poor man's harem.
When a John dies on a date, the slore stuffs his body in the trunk or closet, and proceeds to use his car or home as her drug-and-sex center until the cops catch up with her.
A person who lacks the agency to maintain a long-term phone number deserves to have sperm squirted all over her face.
And remember: Treason is a crime punishable by death.
Body Shopper.[/QUOTE]That's a Tesla cyber truck. They are more common now. Never seen one? Odd you didn't know what it is. It is an odd looking truck, that's for sure. I think the pizza owner drives it.
Glad you enjoyed Diane. She lives behind the McDonald's on 16. Been seeing her for a long time but she knows too much about me, talks about a boyfriend and last time, her kids and grandkids along with the kids dad. Seemed fake.
Diane and the Cyber Truck
[QUOTE=ATW2020;7422707]That's a Tesla cyber truck. They are more common now. Never seen one? Odd you didn't know what it is. It is an odd looking truck, that's for sure. I think the pizza owner drives it.
Glad you enjoyed Diane. She lives behind the McDonald's on 16. Been seeing her for a long time but she knows too much about me, talks about a boyfriend and last time, her kids and grandkids along with the kids dad. Seemed fake.[/QUOTE]Diane spews all kinds of lies that are generally harmless. Her fingers will go through pockets and take anything they can find. Both vehicles and clothing that have any type of storage, such as pockets, need to be clear or out of reach for any wretch you allow inside your car. Diane has very sticky fingers, one of the worst. She got me for $10 and could have been a lot more had I been less vigilant.
That cyber truck has been parked on National forever.
Learning Life's Lessons Pt. 3, Jessi The Plumber, A Fun Conversation With Jessi
Remember how Erika closed the curtain that I couldn't figure out how to close a few years ago, and Jill turned on the heat in my car that I couldn't figure out how to turn on, and I think there were a couple of other such instances? Well, on my recently-reported motel date with Jessi, I informed her that the room's door doesn't lock. She went right over and locked it. It was a lock that you turn on the middle of the knob. Under her instruction, I successfully turned the lock and locked it! Hooray! Then, I complained that there was no warm water in the sink. Jessi proposed the possibility that the hot water is turned off. Sure enough, she got down there and turned a knob, and the hot water came out! It drips from the sink faucet, so I eventually turned it back off.
A few weeks earlier, at a different motel, I explained to the staff why I placed an ash tray right in front of my window: to keep the window shut! The lady proceeded to tell me that there is a crank on the window, in the room, that will lock it. I turned the crank, and voila! The window was tightly shut! Reminds me of when some slore- I want to say it was Erika, but it could have been Jamie- some time last year, cranked open the bathroom window! 'T was a miracle! I'd never thought that any of the bathrooms at that motel had openable windows!
Jessi and I had a conversation on our first or second date after her place of employment got raided and she found herself back on the street, hooking. She said the lie that all women volunteer to men they aren't interested in, and whom they are afraid might pursue a relationship with them: "I'm not looking for a man. " Well, around two months later, I called her out on that lie. I said: "You told me that you aren't looking for a man, but that's not true. You are looking for a man, and you require that he smokes crack and is not fat. And you would like it if he shoots heroin, too. All women lie and tell men who they aren't interested in that they are not looking for a man. " She rejoined, "That's an asinine thing to say. I'm not looking for a man. Plus, I'm a chubby chaser. " I said, "How did you meet Chewy?" She replied, "I wasn't looking for a man. We just wound up spending a lot of time together and fell for each other. " I retorted, "And was he fat?" She proudly replied that Chewy had six-pack abs! Notice that she didn't say it with disgust, but rather with pride! Most of my fellow human beings are really tiresome. Honestly, it gets boring after decades of dealing with you. I reminded her that I would never take an active prostitute as a girlfriend, and that any prostitute who would like me to even consider being with her would first have to quit drugs and prostitution completely, and I therefore am certainly not in the market for Jessi's hand. I finished by asking her how she'll be able to look me in the eyes when she gets her next boyfriend, after telling me this hogwash. And that was the end of that fun conversation.
2025 Catalog Of Silver City Slores
All of my writing on this website is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events, is entirely coincidental.
Come one, come all! Step right up and get yourself some commercial sex! Milwaukee is the regional cornucopia of prostitution. Our fair city has two distinct areas of prostitution: the north side and the south side. The south side's streetwalkers are all condensed in the Silver City neighborhood, while the north side has scantily and randomly dispersed streetwalkers, occupying a huge swathe of land. While 98% of the north side's providers are black, Silver City offers a racial smorgasbord of talent and personalities. Let's take a look at what our fair neighborhood has to offer.
Swallowing is a great service and a sign of respect. If a hoar swallows, there is also a much greater chance that she feels lust for you than if she doesn't swallow. Our swallowers are the highest class of hoars. Here is a list of swallowers:
Kassy.
Jill.
Toothless Tabatha.
Bug.
Michelle (Chevy's mom).
Hoars who sometimes swallow:
Jen.
Chella.
Kelly.
Notable Black Hoars:
Red (Marissa).
Toothless Cocksuckers:
Tracy.
Amanda (Mr. Ed).
Krissie The Cocksucker.
Jennifer.
Maggie.
Sarah.
Corinna.
Missing their top set of teeth:
Yari (middle-aged, light skin).
Destiny (Michelle).
Greatest cocksuckers:
Erika.
Jill.
LaDonna.
Tightest Pussies:
Jill.
Red.
Jessi.
Rose.
Tina Are.
Erika.
Mom-Daughter duos:
Aaone and McKayla.
Michelle and Chevy.
Kim and Star.
The girls who are most likely to make you cum:
Jen.
Chevy.
The girls with the best attitude:
Jamie.
Heidi.
Our Holy Trinity is one of Milwaukee's foremost tourist attractions. It consists of: Rose, Erika, and Jessi.
Rose is on indefinite hiatus.
Jessi is an excellent cocksucker. Steeped in Americana, Jessi comes from a regular middle-class upbringing. Her intelligence is slightly above average. Her decent upbringing and fair intellect combine to make her an enjoyable conversationalist. She is mild-mannered and feminine, with a soft, feminine voice. Her pussy is one of the tightest on the circuit. Jessi's business has been thriving for more than a decade, by dint of her beauty, mouth, pussy, and availability. We are fortunate to have Jessi among our cadre.
Erika is one of Milwaukee's three greatest cocksuckers, as mentioned above. Erika takes pride in her work. She, too, comes from a middle-class upbringing. Her intellect is the highest of all slores in Silver City, and she brings an intellectual curiosity to the table that refreshes the John, letting him know that he's talking to a real person, not a subhuman who doesn't know anything. Erika's foremost intellectual interests are marine biology and space exploration. She is an avid reader, often whipping out her phone and researching any matter that happens to be brought up. Her life's soundtrack consists of men's heaves, moans, groans, and gasps. Erika says that these sounds reassure her of the high quality of her performance, and invigorate her to perform with ever more vigor, taking her client through the most intense orgasm imaginable. Erika's pussy is also super-tight. For the past 14 years, men have been squirting daily 5 loads into Erika's pussy, 5 into her mouth, and 5 into a condom. All of the police are familiar with her, and many of them get serviced by her, as well. They pay her just like the rest of us do.
Chella and Erika both have a supernatural ability to consume copious amounts of drugs and not overdose.
Chella has been on these mean streets for 15 years. She is an absolute legend! She has drank the loads of 30,000 men, and taken the loads of 20,000 more in her pussy.
Michelle is Chevy's mom. Michelle is the longest-running hooker on Milwaukee's streets! She is 52 years old, and has been a street prostitute since she was 19 years old. She started in 1992. That's 33 years!
Red (Marissa) is the hottest hooker on the circuit. Bending her over and fucking her brains out is the greatest experience Milwaukee's commercial sex industry has to offer.
The streets that Silver City's slores can be found on are:
Greenfield, from 6th up to 27th.
Lincoln, from 7th up to 20th.
National, from 18th up to 27th.
Enjoy our Silver City Slores!
