Savannah, Bonnie, and Other Stories
Hit the loop late evening Monday, probably starting around 11:00 PM. Nothing on National. There were plenty of girls on Greenfield and but for one exception, they were all petite spinners. Faces looked good, at least in the dark, though one had the sunken one-crack-hit-too-many. I took my time as I was a bit gun shy, hadn't been out for a while and cops were everywhere.
There were at least four different locations where the police had their lights flashing and two rescue squads also were joining the fun.
Around 9th and Greenfield I see a BSW and she looks really good except for wearing a really bad, blond wig. I make a few passes and like what I see but that wig was just not working. I cruise some more and eventually decide that if the blond wig was still there, I was going to scoop.
She's still there, asks me if I'm looking for fun, and we are off to find a spot. She asks if she can smoke her crack but I said wait until we're done. She had a hot little body, just what I like, and we proceed. It wasn't the best but I've paid more for less.
She's hungry and wants to go to McDonalds. Sure, I can do that. I ask her name and she says Savannah. I ask her age and she says 19. I would have believed her more if she said 15. She's not quite all there, sticking her tongue out a lot and sucking her thumb. Young, pretty, and petite, that ticks my boxes.
She gets her food, I drop her off, and I go window shopping.
Lincoln was dead. Since I was there, I drove by Bonnie's place near 50th and Lincoln. I have not seen confirmation that is the Bonnie who had passed but the lights were on and there was a white plastic garbage bag on the front step with something inside. No yellow Crime Scene tape. Had no idea what to expect.
I cruise Greenfield some more and there were some real beauties out, and plentiful. As we all know, it can be hit or miss, but I find that quiet times can produce a horn o' plenty. I avoid coming on Friday and Saturday nights. Too many mongers, too many drunks, too many young people racing cars, motorcycles, and other vehicles. Which explains why you see so many wrecked cars on the weekend.
I do one more pass on National and there were some girls by the McDonalds and the convenience store next door. If you like them plump and heavy, you missed out. But there was one stunning beauty walking between McDonalds and the gas station on 27th.
I drive up 27th. A very beautiful woman was at 27th and Wisconsin, begging for dollars at cars stopped at the light. Yes, she was beautiful other than looking like she wore the same clothes and never bathed for the past month. One dollar at a time and she'll have her next rock to smoke.
I go up Lisbon. Girls everywhere! Plump and heavy variety but one looked good. However, it doesn't work well to be a SW wearing dark clothes at night and standing in a dark section of the block. I almost didn't see her at all.
There was one little urchin, looked to be 10 years old, walking up and down Lisbon, wearing a hoodie and carrying an oversized backpack. This is after midnight. My guess is she was peddling drugs, hard to convict a minor for that. She was talking and hanging out with some of the other girls, too. Maybe she would have been the one to cure cancer if circumstances were different but she has already been sucked into the street.
It's been a while since I was out, I was on an extended road trip. Had some nice encounters in Albuquerque, Las Vegas, and Nebraska. I just love cruising Albuquerque, it's so much better than Milwaukee.
I stopped at a brothel in Elko. It was noon on Tuesday, and the place was dead. They bring out four girls for me, I choose one, and we go to the back room. Cuddling and foreplay for an hour before doing the deed, I was quoted $4,000. We negotiate but I knew this was going to be a bust. They eventually go down to $300 for a 10 minute BJ while some of the other girls watched. I leave with my wallet intact, mine and their time having been wasted.
Yeah, Savannah wasn't the best, but grandpa doing the grandchildren, and a pretty one at that, it's my weakness. For anyone who finds that disgusting, then get our Mayor and Governor to do something about the drugs flowing freely around here. Surely didn't do Bonnie any good.
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.
Wow, that is a beautiful woman!
[QUOTE=MexxxiBrewer;7400925]I had another wonderful date with Candy on Sunday night. Scooped her up from around 17th and NTL. She was walking with a AA guy but she waived at me so I pull up a half a block away from them so she walked to me. I dont usually scoop females that are accompany by other guys. 60FS and her body looks way better than back when I did does anal dates with her a few years ago. She gave me some good raw head. Then with a cover on I when inside her beautiful shaved pussy on mish and stayed in there until I exploded. This is the first time been inside her kitty and its a nice kitty. She bend over to grab something and that full moon looks spectacular. She is a great fck and it makes me very happy that we have providers like her out there.
Earlier that day I spotted a female that looked like Miss Melody (post #10543) around 15th and G. I couldnt get to her cause she went into an alley and I don't like alleys. I asked Candy about Melody and she does know her but by Angie and they do both hang out around the teens and Atkinson. I been trying to have a CIM date with Miss Melody hopefully maybe sometime later this year.[/QUOTE]Damn, that is a beautiful woman! I waited until I'd enlarged the picture before remarking about her. That's the type of beauty and posture that makes me want to lick her pussy, though I would never do that for a prostitute unless she's been with me for at least 24 hours and has showered in that time. I would sure love to fuck Candy!
Brooklyn might be B. S. 'n me
[QUOTE=BodyShopper;7397318]The Brooklyn I refer to is a Lincoln Avenue hoar- a white woman in her 20's. Ivy a. K. a. Brooklyn is the Latina pictured in your post. My opinion is that since my Brooklyn only has one name, it would be prudent of the board to call your Brooklyn Ivy, and my Brooklyn Brooklyn for clarity's sake.
[/QUOTE]I did scoop Lincoln's Brooklyn (Post #10532) like 2 weeks ago. While we were talking thru the window she did let me know that she just recently quit escorting. But I still let her in to try to make her change her mind but no she didn't. Another reason I let her in was to ask about Mona. Cause Brooklyn sometimes stays in the same apartment Mona stays. But she told me that she doesn't know people by their names. She asked me to show her a pic of Mona but I don't have one on my phone. So I dropped her off just where I found her. Then a few days later I stopped her again we talked for a few seconds and she didn't want to service me and walked away. Who knows what the hell is wrong with her skinny ass.
All the girls share all the Johns, and we're not any worse for the wear.
[QUOTE=Mucsea;2635594]I had a dream I was near the south stroll, I decided to go on the hunt. First time in over a year. I saw lots of LE bike cops with people pulled over on both gf and L. I spotted a rough looking WSW on L and I kept looking. I saw a decent looking WSW on G around 18th. I did my normal safe routine and she was gone. I still can't believe idiots pick these girls up right on the main streets, be safe!
I tried and and it was a ghost town. I decided one more stroll up G and I was heading out. Welp around 17th, I made eye contact with a skinny WSW named Amanda. I've never seen her but, I'm sure she has been reviewed. She had a little lip ring, skinny, tramp stamp, decent looking for SW, said she smokes the glass pipe. I got a ok bbjncim for a Jackson. Nice girl and takes direction. Claims she is prego.
After the dead, I asked her if she knew the famous chella, she replied "heroin chella?" I said yep, she replies " she is really messed up now, huge scabs she picked a hole in her leg, picked up the "magic johnson virus" in the past year". Lastly, she claimed to be friends with chella and offered me her number. LOL. Of course I declined. I understand we get a lot of good and bad info from some of these girls but I'd rather be safe than sorry! .[/QUOTE]I guess that means I'll live as long as Magic Johnson, and be as healthy as him, too! Invoking his name should have given you pause and made you realize that if someone lives to be an old man and is healthy as a horse, maybe you've wasted your life avoiding a boogey man that doesn't exist. I've been having unprotected intercourse with her for almost two years, and unprotected fellatio for over two years. Many mongers on this forum have been taking her raw for more than a decade, and they're no worse for the wear. I'm looking forward to the rest of my middle age years, and then decades of my golden years thereafter.
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What about Ivy's other friend?
[QUOTE=TakeChance;7400281]1 of the ladies is Brooklyn anyone know who the other 1 is? I'm guessing a SW. On STG they advertise together sometimes haven't seen and ad for just for the unknown lady she checks a couple of boxes on my list. Thanks stay safe.[/QUOTE]Ivy had a different friend she did doubles with like at the end of last year. Her name is Slurpin' Miss Perfect. I'm guessing she is also a part time SW like Ivy. And when they post online they are probably working under the city gurlz managed faction.
[URL]https://skipthegames.com/posts/milwaukee/female-escorts/caucasian_w/slurpin-miss-perfect-is-back-/392116873807[/URL]
Passing Through Town And Back: 2 Blowjobs From Jessi, And 1 From Jen
All of my posts on this website are fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events, is entirely coincidental.
Hard chronical data:
Jen car date BBBJ CIM WS 30.
Jessi car date BBBJ CIM 30.
Jessi car date BBBJ CIM 30.
Baby Jess,
Blessed art thou among women.
And blessed is he who shooteth seed into your facehole.
Amen.
I went on a business trip that took me though Milwaukee on Wednesday, and back through Milwaukee on Thursday.
Wednesday afternoon, on my first lap down, which was at around 4:00 pm, I saw Jen hooking on the southeast corner of 20th and Greenfield. I was delighted in that I knew that if I don't find any new meat and she is still out there later, I will get to ejaculate. Saw her still out there 20 minutes later. Cici and Edie were in the alley that runs parallel to Lincoln, between Lincoln and Hayes, and 11th and 12th streets. Around a half hour later, Jen was no longer out there. 10 minutes after that, I caught her walking up the alley between Greenfield and Orchard and 21st and 22nd streets, westbound. Scooped her up, as dusk was setting in and I needed to continue out of Milwaukee to that night's destination. I pulled up to Krissie on the southeast corner of 22nd and Greenfield, and handed her a cookie bar at her behest. I told Jen that I know she just did a date. She confessed and said that she'd caught a pedestrian. A Mexican had accosted Jen with a solicitation, and she'd pulled him behind a house and sucked him off, supposedly in a condom. She said that the deal had been suck and fuck out in the broad daylight for 40, but since he'd shot in during the blow job, she kept the 40 for just the blow job. Jen and I tried a couple of spots that didn't work out, and then went to another spot of mine, and that worked out great! I forgot to check the time at the end of the blow job, but I estimate it was ten minutes. I had told Jen that I'm meeting a date at 9:00, and I believe that that was the reason Jen drained me as well as she did. She made especial effort this time to wring every last drop out of me, leaving me completely empty for the next girl. And Jen swallowed, which she does around half the time. Also suggestive of her competitive motive. I pumped into Jen's facehole at around 7:00 in the evening Wednesday.
After dropping her off, I went and sat in the public parking lot at Union and Greenfield at around 8:30. A male and female were sitting in the far corner of the lot, and Ass (White Summer) was walking around between them and Union. She was looking good. After I'd been sitting there a few minutes, Ass approached my car and inquired as to what I'm doing there. I explained that I have a date with Jessi at 9:00, and I'm killing time in the parking lot until then. I then inquired, "Why do ask, considering you don't like me?" She explained that she just had been wondering why I'm perched there. The female drug addict sitting in the corner of the lot had been caterwauling the entire time, and I remarked to Summer, "That's Krazy Kerri! I can recognize her voice a mile away!" Ass retorted, "No, that's Skinny Mini. " A few minutes later, from Union Street, White Summer shouted in Ebonics, "Shut yo' mouth or I'll come hit you in yo' shit!" The caterwauling continued. Moments later, I prowled over to the drug addicted couple and said hi to Skinny Mini. She stood up and approached, and she had what appeared to be a swollen lip! She was unrecognizable! Perhaps Ass had already been "hitting her in her shit" prior to my arrival. Now, I'm thinking that Jolly may have been right to slash Summer in the face with her knife in a trap house last winter while I was stranded on Greenfield Avenue, searching for a mechanic.
What Jen didn't calculate (because I didn't tell her) is that the girl I was meeting at 9:00 was none other than Baby Jess of our sacred Holy Trinity! Wringing me dry does not prevent Jessi from stealing my seed, though Jen's wringing was much appreciated. I did not tell Jen who I was meeting, nor did she ask. At 8:55, as I crept predatorily and creepily through an alley, nearing the place Jessi told me to meet her at, there she was, standing at the end of the alley, talking with a male fellow drug addict! Hallelujah! Jessi straightaway hopped into my car, and off we went to the races! We found a spot on a street, and we hung out for a while. I told her that the longer we hang out before the fellatio, the better, because I'd just shot in another pig's mouth at 7:00 o'clock. Jessi smoked her crack, and we chit-chatted. Eventually, we moved and found a different spot just around the corner on the street. By and by, she got to work. This was at 10:05. Jessi's mouth feels so good! At one point, I started threatening her that I'm going to spit right in her fucking mouth. Around 20 seconds later, I fulfilled my ghastly threat and squirted not once, not twice, not thrice, but over and over again, shot after shot into her pig mouth! After spitting my bile in this animated community cum spittoon, I dropped her back off and continued toward my destination. It was 10:15 when I finished shooting and checked the time. So, that blow job took Jessi exactly 10 minutes. Impressive, considering I'd just shot a mere 3 1/4 hours earlier.
Blessed am I to shoot seed into her facehole.
The following day, I arrived in Milwaukee on my way back from my business activity at around 4:00 again. Car was overhearing, so at around 4:30, I pulled off on 25th street and parked between Greenfield and Orchard. Lifted the hood to let it air out. Hollered at Summer, who was hooking on 25th, northeast corner. She trotted over, and I invited her to come swim with me in Lake Michigan. I decided to take another dip, since it's still summer weather. She accepted and said she'd go get drugs, then come along. 25 minutes later, she was back! 5 minutes later, I poured fluid into my radiator, and off we went!
I swam, but Summer spent around half-a-minute walking in the water that was up to her ankles, and then gave up, saying that the water is too cold. It was actually nice and warm. In the water, I mostly walked and did a little bit of swimming. After around 40 minutes of that, I walked out we repaired back to Silver City. Since Summer is only 1-for-7, she is permanently on the 10-or-30 deal: 10 if I don't shoot, and 30 if I do. Summer refused to agree to a minimum of 10 minutes of sucking, saying "For $10, you can't make rules. " I retorted, "Yes, I can. " So, Neck and I parted ways for the night on that note. She was pleasant company, though.
I cruised the three streets for an hour or two. At one point, I accosted Ass by the alley on 21st street, between Greenfield and Orchard. I said, "Why don't you get in and suck my dick finally?" Ass snarled in Ebonics, "How much you got?" I paused and retorted, "I pay after the date, you know. " She yawned, "Hell naw. " I moved on.
Found Lola walking eastbound on National, south sidewalk, between perhaps 22nd and 23rd streets. Pulled up, she asked for a ride, I obliged. Solicited her, and she lied and said she "doesn't do that anymore. " She's "doing really good!" Barf. I said, "So, I won't see you walking again tonight?" She replied, "You might see me walking somewhere, but I'm not hooking. " Just like Brooklyn is lying to Mexxxi Brewer and claiming that she's not prostituting anymore, even though he catches her walking on Lincoln time and time again, Lola is lying to me and telling me that same horseshit. Perhaps Brooklyn knows you're a journalist on here, and Lola knows I am, so they give us disinformation in hopes we'll publish it here; or Brooklyn dislikes you and Lola dislikes me, so they refuse to date us anymore. At one point, I grabbed Lola's tit from outside her shirt, and she quipped, "That'll be $5. " Of course, I didn't pay anything, but due to that shitty remark, I will never give her a free ride ever again. If she wants to do a date, fine, but never a free ride with her having that kind of sense of humor. After dropping her off on 21st and Greenfield, Lola began walking eastbound on the south sidewalk, in pure hooker form. She's lying through her teeth when she says she doesn't prostitute anymore.
Eventually, Baby Jess hollered at me from the northeast corner of 20th and Greenfield! I screeched onto 19th, screeched into the alley, tore down the alley, bounce back out onto 20th street and picked her up!
Blessed is me!
This time, I told Jessi that I want to go home, so the quicker we can do the date, the better. We got right to it, in the same spot that we did the previous night, right on a street. I didn't time it, but the blow job was great! Jessi is so feminine. Our energy has always meshed well together, at least for the purposes of my arousal and pleasure. I don't think I need to tell you pigs the drill, but I'll do it anyway. Jessi was performing a magnificent manual technique on my testicles throughout the duration of the blow job! That combined with her fine oral technique caused me to experience intense pleasure throughout the entire blow job! At one point, I admonished her to make sure to carry me through my entire orgasm, draining every last drop out of me, so that I can drive home with a peaceful mind, body, and soul. By and by, I disrespectfully shot a bunch of shots of thick sperm into her foodhole. She pumped every last drop out of me. Revolted, she spat my issue out the door, like always. I handed her her money, dropped her off, and we parted ways on a high note.
For almost 8 1/2 years, Jessi's head bobbing up and down in my lap has been a steady part of my lifestyle. I'm guessing we've done around 45 dates over these glorious years. She's probably made me shoot on 39 of them. From spring, 2017 until late winter, 2023, she had a perfect record. I'm guessing it was the first 25 dates that she made me shoot on. Whenever you gents are cruising for an animated community cum spittoon, Jessi comes with my highest recommendation. As does Jen. Both of these cocksuckers are dedicated to making men shoot into their mouths and pussies.
The most fitting canvas for splatterpaint is a drug addict's face.
Find them, fuck them, forget them.
Hookers and Johns are the great people, and normal people are soulless idiots.
A person who lacks the agency to maintain a long-term phone number deserves to have sperm squirted all over her face.
I will fuck your wife.
Hookers are life! Cheating is life! Variety is the spice of life!
Summer's pussy is always dripping with the seed of several men.
Jen lets random strangers shoot sperm into her pussy behind houses in the community.
Hookers take your husbands and drain their balls so they don't have to obey you at home.
When Rosetta (Bella) bends over, all men stand erect, at attention.
Lola is a street prostitute who is always walking Greenfield or National Avenues.
Jamie looks you in the eyes intensely while squeezing your cock until you involuntarily ejaculate in her pussy.
Red bends over and the earth turns into paradise.
Rose lies on her back and lets random men from all over the earth shoot seed into her vulva.
Cici should be the subject of bukkake sessions, because that's the only thing she deserves.
Heidi is a great provider with a warm, wet pussy and a skillful mouth.
And the moments Erika lives for are those in which she's sucking off someone's husband, and hears the wife's voice on the phone, telling him that she loves him, while hubby is firing off on Erika's tonsils.
Notorious P. I. G. Out.
Some of You are Real Bastards
Met Nini tonight. I can't be the first one here to have found her. The lack of intel means some of you aren't sharing. But I can see why you don't want to share. Bastards!
And that's all I'm going to say about this one.
