A Fine First Night, And A Frustrating, Disappointing Second Day And Night
The following is fiction:
I wish to begin by cordially thanking the good opium farmers of the Orient, as well as those in Persia.
In the Great Circle Of Life, I pump my seed into Rose's mouth, and 20 minutes later, Danny shoots heroin into his arm. The trap house boss pays his rent, and his landlord pays his property tax. The slore buys some snacks at the local pantry, and the pantry pays their sales tax and property tax. We Johns fuel the local Silver City economy.
I arrived in town Thursday evening and picked up Kerri after cruising for only probably 15 minutes. She was lurking in an alley that I was creeping through between 15th place and 16th street, half-a-block south of McDonald's. 20. I took her out to one of my spots and pumped a big pig load into her mouth. 5.
Later, I came back out and creeped about. I picked up Andrea on the corner of Greenfield and around 13th street. 20. Took her out to the spot and pumped a load straight down her gullet 4 hours and 15 minutes after shooting into Kerri's mouth. She lacked rhythm but made up for it with diligence and determination. After probably 17 minutes of fellatio, Andrea swallowed my load with ease and stride. 10. I'm proud of Andrea. She has acclimated to her new profession comfortably and smoothly. Her job title is cocksucker. I respect the fact that, like Jill who stands in the same area Andrea stands, Andrea takes advantage of the perks of her profession, such as the abundance of free protein drinks the clientele make available to her. A girl swallowing my load is a wonderful creature. Body Shopper is a pig among swine and recognizes those of his fellow travelers who also meet that bar. I can't remember if Andrea swallowed my chode on our first date or not, but her doling so on this, our second date, suggests that she is in that high category of raucous souls such as Jill and myself, who consume and splash about in as much volume of sexual fluids of as many members of the opposite gender as possible. She's still new, so time will tell.
I awoke the next day and sloremongered from 12:20 pm Until 1:00 am, during which time I did three dates and also took a break to try to nap once.
I picked up Becca from around 12th street, a half-a-block or so south of Greenfield, at around 2:00 pm Over the course of the next hour, we used two different spots for fellatio, then she suggested we do it outdoors. 20. She was nodding off every five seconds and scraping the hell out of my dick in so doing. Once we were outdoors, she opted to bend over and suck in standing position, but before she could begin, I ended the date. She'd sucked for probably 20 minutes in two sessions, nodding off the entire time. As we got back to her stomping grounds, The Dreaded Marisol was standing on a corner at around 12th street, shouting angrily at someone across the street. I started to pull in, but Becca desperately told me not to, citing Mari's presence as her reason, and saying that Mari is "horrible". Yeah, no shit. Becca got out at 7th or 8th Street. Mari is skinny as a twig, was almost naked, acting crazy as hell, and looking like she's about to die. I saw her out there that whole day and night.
I picked up Lola at around 6:00 pm At the pantry at 11th & Greenfield. We agreed to 20 for suck or 30 for suck-and-fuck if I don't cum, and 30 for suck or 40 for suck-and-fuck if I do cum. She did a mediocre few minutes of head, then I fucked her with a 3/4 hard dick for a minute or less, then pulled out since it was going limp, then she gave me a few more minutes of head during which she, like Becca earlier, started nodding off! At one point, she quit, saying "I'll take the 30". I looked at the clock, and this was a full 11 minutes after she'd begun the blow job at the beginning of the date! I handed over the 30 while expressing my discontent. She then nodded off and was asleep most of the time on the way back. I hollered out the window to a lady at a bus stop, "I just got my dick sucked!" Lola woke up and screamed out the window, "I just sucked his dick!" As we neared her stomping grounds, I could not wake her. So, I pulled into the open pantry again, this time into a parking spot right in front of the doors, with the windows down. Lola's shorts and underpants were still off, and she was unresponsive. People were parked on both sides of us. I was fearing that this would end poorly for me, and I was quite frantic, going out of my mind, continuously yelling at her to wake up and get out. Finally, after around 5 minutes of that, she arose and tucked her underpants into her bra, put on her shorts, and exited my vehicle. Hallelujah!
At almost midnight, I called Kerri, knowing that she is always the opposite of nodding off. She answered, and we met just after midnight at the location of her choice, though she offered me to choose. 20. She sucked me hard and frantically for 20 minutes or so until I told her that the date can end then. I dropped her back off where I'd picked her up at and drove home disappointed and frustrated.
Baby Jess, blessed art thou among women, and blessed is he who shooteth seed into your face hole.
Erika, you are The Light Of Silver City. Illuminate us with your divine presence.
Reah, oh divine Sister Of Mercy, The Annointed One. You are truly The Mother Of All Cocksuckers.
Amen.
Rose And Lola Must Think I'm Ugly
I bragged to both Rose and Lola on my most recent date with each of them, about Jill demanding I fuck her brains out for free in the motel a month or two ago. I may have bragged to other prostitutes about it too; I don't remember. Both Lola and Rose were incredulous, astonished, bewildered, and in disbelief. These were on separate dates, mind you, not on a threesome date. Rose said, "That's unbelievable. " Then she managed to face reality by reasoning, "I've heard that Jill loves sex. " Lola said flat out, "Na-ah," smirking. She, too, eventually accepted that it happened, but neither girl could wrap her mind around it. The only conclusion I can draw from their respective and identical reactions is that they both think I'm ugly. Otherwise, why would they find it so difficult to believe that a woman would want to have sex with me? Rose and Lola both have had sex with plenty of men for free, and every girl they know has done the same. One day I will share with you fine gentlemongers the rebuttal that I intelligently restrained myself from saying to Rose. I dig Rose's looks and personality very much, so my rebuttal would not have been anything critical of her. But it would have laid the smack down, nonetheless.
