In which Ray Del Puerco finally meets Nikki Sweet
OK, I get it now.
I was out tonight on my Nikki quest, because I have to see what everyone is going nuts for. About midnight I see her walking around near Smith & Pauahi. And holy shit, she's looking good. Cutoff shorts that show off her legs, boobs spilling out of a black tank top.
I stop the car right next to her. She looks at me curiously.
"I've seen you before," she says.
"Seen me around, but you haven't 'seen me', " I say. "But you look cold. Care for a ride in a warm car?"
Unlike our previous encounter, this time she jumps in the car and we go to a secluded location.
"I [i]am[/i] cold," she says. "You have to wear a top that shows off your tits so guys can see you have 'em. You can't do that and dress warm."
"It worked," I say. "I noticed your tits. So I guess it was worth it."
"Good! I'd hate to think I was cold for nothing."
"You don't seem like you're from here," I tell her.
"Neither do you," she says. "I'm from Jersey. "
"NYC," I tell her. And of course we start reminiscing about the things we miss. Bagels. Pastrami. Pork rolls. Carvel. The right kind of pizza.
"What about tits? Do you like tits?" she asks.
"Does the Pope like pointy hats?" I reply.
Thus reassured, she pulls down her top to show me her tits. Though clearly not natural, they feel pretty soft.
"I gained some weight, so my tits are bigger and feel better. And I like the way it makes my legs look. "
Hell, yeah!
Conversation stops a few seconds later as her mouth becomes non-conversationally occupied. And damn, the girl is talented! Effortless deepthroating, ball licking, good use of tongue. And she's a tease to boot. She is easily in the top tier; I wish I could see Joelle again for comparison so I could declare a winner.
After an incapacitating finish, we chat a bit more and I take her back.
And I get it now. She's cute, very skilled, and easy to be with. Few providers out there have all three things in more or less equal measure. What's not to like?
Now before I'm PM'd to death, let me say [B][i]I DON'T HAVE HER PHONE NUMBER[/i][/B]. Not that I didn't ask; it's because she doesn't have a phone and isn't planning on getting one. The only way to get a hold of her is to catch her out on the street. It's very egalitarian; everyone has an equally crappy chance of seeing her.
Happy hunting!
In which a BBBJ champion is declared
Went on a late-night cruise and picked up Debbie about 4:30 am on Maunakea between Kukui & Vineyard. Debbie is a 45-year-old thick Caucasian woman with long dirty blonde hair. She somewhat resembles the actress Brooke Smith from the Ray Donovan series. Ms. Smith was apparently also a regular on Grey's Anatomy, which I never watched.
When she tells me her name, I am elated to have finally found another legendary DT provider. It's all I can do not to ask her if she's delightful; somehow I manage to restrain myself.
"You're not a cop, are you?" she asks, fondling my crotch as I drive.
"No. You?"
"No," she says, and pulls out her tits to prove it.
Here's what I don't understand: in all the talk about Debbie, why aren't mongers raving about her great natural tits? She may have the best tits I've seen in the downtown area so far! They're firm, a good size, have a nice shape. I've seen a lot of girls in their 20's who have WAY worse tits.
Debbie immediately asks where I'm from. Goddammit, I *have* to lose the New York accent! She's from New Jersey, and as people from the East Coast are won't to do she asks what I miss the most. This engenders a discussion about the utter lack of decent hot dogs (they should have an insane amount of flavor, lots of tasty nitrates and a natural casing), proper pizza (thin, crispy crust), and street cart vendors. We also discuss the puzzling local obsession with spam, the way everyone eats white rice with everything, and those weird scary-red local hot dog things that aren't even called hot dogs or wieners, they're called "winners" -- which I assume frees the manufacturer of any obligation to make them taste like or resemble actual hot dogs.
And don't even get me started on pastrami.
We go to a secluded spot well away from the downtown track, and Debbie asks my preferences. I tell her, and she begins to practice her craft. It soon becomes apparent that I am watching an artist at work: Debbie tops the BBBJ list so far. Really, it comes down to finesse; Debbie and Nikki are very close in technique, but Debbie has more experience and polish, and it makes a difference. Not a huge difference, but a noticeable one. The only thing separating them is time.
"Are all Jersey girls great at blowjobs?" I ask Debbie afterwards. I can't resist getting a little joke in, even though I'm the only one who will appreciate it.
"It's a residency requirement," Debbie says, managing to keep a straight face. "You have to take classes, like Home Economics. ".
I appreciate her tits one more time, and she responds by rubbing them in my face.
Does life get any better than this? Perhaps if I had a piece of pie still warm from the oven as I was getting a blowjob on a private jet.
A man can dream, can't he?
Sheila happy-me a bit sad
Thought I got lucky as I found Sheila. It was about 930 P. She was happy which I thought was good too, but her happy seemed like a high if you know what I mean. Anyway, drove to a spot where she proceeded with a BBBJ. Was good, but brief. Cover went on for CBJ which was also quick. Then onto MISH. She was aroused as her tits were up, but her pussy was dry. She blamed my technique LOL. Anyway, she lubed herself. I asked to her to reposition, got in deep and then she got wet. About a minute in, she says, "I think you came. " Nope. Shortly after, she says the same thing. Nope not yet. Feeling big time rushed, I rushed until I did. I know I probably should have slowed down even more, but when the girl rushes me, I tend to lose it and then can't finish.
Sheila had a lot of makeup on like she was going to a party or something. Too bad though as I think she looked cuter without or less. Still for. 80 I would probably repeat.
Saw the pregnant girl today.
Around 11:30 this morning, I saw the blonde pregnant girl walking on the makai side of Beretania near Smith. Walking Koko head direction. She was wearing a tight white shirt and regular blue jeans and, I think, slippers. Then I saw her two minutes later at the infamous corner of Smith and Pauahi next to the park. She spoke to a couple of dudes sitting there.
Scouting report. Tuesday 3 am
Was out at about 3 am today and cruised around DT area. Ran into a tranny standing front of empty lot on aala & beretania streets. She was in a thong and can put some of the female SW's to shame. Drove back on Kukui towards Pali and Sheila called out to me so stopped and had a quick chat with her. Wasnt really interested in hooking up although she did look.
Good.