Learning Life's Lessons, Volume 2
Remember my first report on Learning Life's Lessons? It consisted of Erika closing the curtains in the motel, and Jill turning on the heat in my car, when I was too inept to figure out those basic tricks.
Well, I've had two recent such experiences again.
First, on the one date I did with Renia this summer, upon arriving at my motel, I bemoaned to her my inability to turn the t. V. On. I went to the bathroom, and when I came out, she had it on! Then, she explained to me how to do it, and I learned, and could do it myself from then on.
Second, on the motel date with Erika which I reported on a week or two ago, Erika opened a window at a motel that I've fumbled with the windows on dozens of times, never getting one to open! I exclaimed to her, in astonishment, that she opened the window! She then explained to me how to open it, and I then closed and opened it a couple of times, to get the hang of it.
Thankfully, I have these women in my life, to teach me how to perform life's rudimentary tasks.
1 Day And 9 Hours With Erika, 5 Orgasms In 5 Women In 30 Hours, Pink Backpacks
All of my posts on this forum are fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events, is completely coincidental.
I recently spent 1 3/4 days in Silver City: 1:30 am Sunday until just before dusk on Labor Day. During that time, I did 5 dates among 5 different women. Here is the data, in chronological sequence:
Erika: BBFSCIM.
Kelly: BBBJCIMWS 30.
Bug: BBBJBLSCIMWS 30.
Marissa a. K. a. Red: BBBJBBFSCIP.
Jessi: BBBJCIM 30.
I love fucking women, as many women as possible, whether one at a time, or multiple at once. Unprotected, always. Variety is the spice of life, gentlemen, and don't you forget it!
Hail the opium and coca growers the world over, for evening out the field in the gender war.
I arrived in town Sunday at 1:30 am My mind was on fire for Erika, and my soul was restless with desire to be with her, as well. Providence aligned us, and caused her to be out on Greenfield on my first lap down! I picked her up, and she slept for 8 hours straight in my passenger's seat, from 2:00 am Until 10:00 am During that time, I only slept around 2 hours, in my driver's seat. We checked into the motel at 10:00 am, and stayed there for 24 hours, checking out on Labor Day, at 10:00 am.
Sunday afternoon, I masturbated until I was hard, then tried to fuck her. Her pussy was dry! I put 2 and 2 together, and remarked to her that sucking cock must make her pussy wet, because of all the times we've fucked, this is the first time we did it without fellatio preceding it, and she was wet every other time. She rejoined that pregnancy changes her body. I swiftly replied, reminding her that we had already fucked 5 or 10 times since she's been pregnant, and she was wet every other time. She didn't have anything to say back to that. I recommend you gents who are her regulars for full sex, jack yourselves off and then try to stick it in. I bet she'll be dry with you, too, even though when she sucks dick, she always gets wet. I encourage you to report the results of your experiment here on this forum. Erika is a pig who has a filthy mind and gets turned on by sucking dick. I would like to see a line of ten men behind her, and ten in front of her, each pair taking their turn fucking her while she's sucking another man's cock. Plant 20 loads in her in two hours.
My cock quickly went limp, so I then jacked myself off until I was ready to cum, and then I stuck it in her pussy and fucked her for a hot 20 seconds of paradise, shooting my cum into her pussy.
I fronted Erika a little bit of money on the agreement that while we're together this time, I can see other girls, but she can't see other guys. Erika and I spent a total of one day and nine hours together: 1:30 Sunday morning until 10:30 Monday morning.
That night, I picked up Kelly, as reported on earlier this summer. This was my second date with her. I arranged it via phone. She sucked my cock and swallowed my load, without me asking her to. I love it!
That night, and especially the following morning, Erika was being abusive toward me. She hurt my feelings very badly. As a matter of fact, she crossed a line with one remark. My paternal instinct causes me to approach this situation with caution and longsightedness, so I am keeping my cool and doing what I have to do in the interest of the continuity between ancestry and progeny. I made a conscious decision to restrain myself from saying what I normally would say, and making the decision I normally would make in response to her vexations. Furthermore, it is the duty of a man to tolerate more from a woman who is pregnant with his child, than he would ever tolerate from anyone else. She, and the world, might view my tolerance as simping, and such misconceptions are a chance I'm willing to take, for the previously stated interest. The child might or might not be mine, but I am treating the situation as though it is mine, in case it is.
Between this and my previous time in town, Erika has accrued $56 in debt to me. I will keep you gents posted as to her progress or lack thereof in repayment.
After dropping Erika off, I hit the stroll. I quickly met Bug, who Troll Mongo reported on, and posted two photos of, a few days ago. I had her a mere two days after he did. She gave a very good blow job, and like Kelly the previous night, swallowed my load without me bringing up the subject! Wow! How lucky I was on this trip, to get two women who swallowed my jism, and that unsolicited!
In the late afternoon, I picked up Marissa. She's a black chick who has the nicest ass and thighs imaginable. I stood outside of the front passenger's seat while she sucked my white cock until I was ready to shoot. I then had her quickly stand up and bend over, head down in the passenger's seat. She bent over in the most lascivious manner possible, and I inserted my cock into her sweet, beautiful pussy, and enjoyed 10 seconds of shooting sperm into her black pussy! She is the first black woman I've ever fucked! I had never had a black chick before, other than blow jobs.
On my way to go home, as I was driving westbound on Greenfield, I ran into Jessi of The Holy Trinity! I picked her up and warned her that I just came, so she should expect to only earn 20, by sucking for 15 minutes. I timed her, and in 10 minutes, this pig had me shooting into her capable mouth! I estimate it was 43 minutes after my previous orgasm! To the nearest 5 minutes, 45 minutes, so that's what the official record will say. Jessi beat out Erika's noble, distinguished record of making me shoot one hour after I'd pumped into Hazel's pig mouth! Jessi yanked the crown straight off of Erika's head! Props to Baby Jess!
I am giving pink backpacks out to my girls. This is their uniform, as Body Shopper's girls. It is also a sign you can look for that means they have my approval, so instead of driving up and asking everyone's name, you see a tiny pink backpack with a black pocket on the lower portion of it, you just scoop her up, no questions asked. I gave this out to Kelly, Bug, and Jessi this time. In fact, it is part of a 4-pack of items: pink backpack, pink shaver, pink back of Hershey's Kisses, and a container of hand sanitizer.
5 orgasms in 5 women in 30 hours.
I dropped Jessi off and went home happy.
Body Shopper.
Myah Going, going, gone. Maybe.
[QUOTE=Wenceslas;7023127]The new SD and old stalker 2 different people I'm hoping?[/QUOTE]I don't know but I've known her since about 2010 and this is the longest she has been MIA by far. Went a couple of those years awhile back without seeing her by choice for reasons that have long ago been debunked but other than that she has always responded to texts or has tried to reach out to me consistently. With others claiming on here that she is no longer responding to texts along with a good SW friend of hers that I see from time to time claiming the same thing then I would no doubt bet the farm that she sobered up from that long hospital stay and has retired. She did make it out of the hospital. The old man Tom probably knows what happened but I'm not stopping by there to find out. That weirdo hates me. Like I said her looks were going. I miss the old days of her youth and watching her strut down L wagging that ass with her big titties scrunched up and bouncing. LOL. Like so many others from back in the day she will be missed but we can't expect these girls stay young forever.
The Screams, The Silence, and Ashley
Been away for four months, not like anyone missed me, but I put forth a work of fiction here for I do not partake in illegal activity.
I arrived at 27th and National last Thursday night around 2:00 AM and see two girls right away, one looking really good, but I keep going because I'm off to the casino to pee. I know of no other convenient location that time of night to relieve oneself. I see another girl with her Goon. Do you girls read these? If you want to make money, then lose your Goon. I'm not stopping with your Goon standing next to you.
I arrive at the casino and at the entrance is a stunning blonde sitting with an older gentleman. Now, race doesn't matter much to me but there are situations where is does matter. The blonde is white and the older gentleman is black, and he has one leg, the prosthetic being a modern metal pegleg. They are chatting away. But did the blonde give me "The Look" as I go in?
I do my business and am intrigued with the girl so when I exit, I position myself where I can watch the girl while tapping on my phone. Upon further review, she is not stunning but still way up there in quality. She is wearing sandals but does not keep them on and her feet are very dirty. It appears she is more "street" than I realize. Older Gentleman takes off but the girl never looks at me, she just has her head down in her phone.
Older Gentleman arrives at the entrance in his car, rolls down the window, and starts shouting at her. Hey! Hey! Hey! She ignores him. He blasts the car radio to get her attention. She ignores him. He gets out and talks to her though her body language says she wishes he was gone.
I leave because this is getting messy and I don't need messy.
Back along National starting at 6th and there's a small group at 21st. I see a girl so I circle around the block to get a closer look. When I get to the corner she is on all fours and screaming in pain. The medication she took apparently was giving a bad reaction.
A chubby girl waves at me. If there is anything I learned, if you are patient, you'll find what you want. I don't care for chubby. I see a short, stocky dude, shirtless, punching the air in some sort of martial arts routine but the antics are induced by pharmaceuticals.
I go down Greenfield and find a spinner body, the kind that I like. But even in the dark and plastered with makeup goop, I could still make out the Zombie face. I circle around for a closer look but couldn't get a good glance. I take another long circle around, wondering if a Zombie will do. They can be short, tall, fat, thin, but they all have the same face, sunken cheeks, protruding forehead, eyes with a look of despair. I wonder what the over-under is for missing teeth. My long circle back decides the issue, when I arrive she is getting scooped.
I find myself at 11th and Greenfield, and there is one. Spinner body, face looks nice. I stop, she gets in, and she is pretty. Face done up nice with makeup and she's wearing perfume. Perfume! Not the odor of homelessness you mistakenly run into!
FS, covered, 40. This one is a keeper. I'd say she's close to 40 but in the dark can pass for 20. Her name is Ashley and for those who care, she is black.
I drop her off, the streets continue to be silent, I'm just window shopping now. Virtually no car traffic. Men here and there wandering. I go to Lincoln and see one girl but she is with her Goon. I pass through 6th and Greenfield on my way back for another loop on National and I see Ashley getting scooped. So it goes.
On National, Martial Arts guy now has his shirt on and is bent over, his medication beginning to wear off. Screaming girl is now asleep, laying on her back, a towel under her head, being guarded by some of the other 304's.
Around 23rd I see a young, stunning white girl. Junior is drained but I circle around to get another look. This girl was mighty fine but a little wider in the hips than I care for but I know she would make some of you howl. I stop at the corner to turn, and take my time. Now, I've seen this behavior a few times before. She just stands there, staring into space. Her body language and eyes tells me she sees me looking at her but she continues to play statue. The regular girls will look at you, nod their head, smile, wave, or come up to your car. I do not have the experience or knowledge for police tactics but I do know that a bait girl needs to have you proposition her which means you have to make the first move. This makes me suspicious but I move on, the testosterone having been depleted.
I take run on Lisbon for a look-see. A Goon drops off two girls at 34th street, one redhead and one blonde. They are both black and not bad looking but not the spinners I gravitate toward. The blonde is wearing some kind of sheer dress that you can see through and she is wearing nothing underneath but skimpy panties.
I make my way back home, having found the streets to be extremely empty and silent of cars and mongers despite a decent selection of girls. Fate of screaming girl remains unknown. Ashley, she appears to be a good soul in a world of bad. I hope to see her again.
