Streetwalker Reports

[Saber1967]

Cool Spring night as I pull into a side street from the main road and now the rain come -.

A misty fog is stagnant over the asphalt pavement: a thick impenetrable curtain. It suddenly parts and Taylor (a 25 year old fresh faced blonde from Delaware) emerges.

As Taylor draws near I realizes that she's wet. Her sheer Summer dress is a winner in any wet T-shirt contest, the fabric clings tightly to her breasts like Kate Upton's banned photos on you-tube.

My eyes widen. My mouth drops. I gawked like an awestruck school boy peeping into a girls shower after gym class as Taylor shivers next to the passenger side window.

When I'the regained my faculty, she's already sitting next to me. "You don't mind if I turn on the heater, do you?" Taylor asks rhetorically and reaches for the thermostat.

Her eyes narrow in a mischievous way and her flowing strawberry blond hair cascades wildly in front of the air vent "see'mom, let's get out of here" she says with a curious little smile hanging on her lips.

Taylor beams knowingly at me as if she knows something that I don't, or haven't yet come to the realization of; something only a woman's intuition could offer. Usually within the first 15 to 30 seconds of meeting a new guy.

"Sure darling, you betcha." as I grin, and nodded. A while later, in a dark parking lot;.

We sat and ate pizza in the front seat of my SUV and watched the traffic go by in the pouring rain. I laughed and carry-on like I haven't done in a long time, not since before my divorce a little over a year ago. Taylor seems like a real cool chick!

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. With a silly little grin on my face I sat back against the lumbar support eyeing the sparse traffic with their diminishing tail lights fading into the heavy down pour.

Suddenly, I felt a touch to my arm. I glanced over at Taylor. Her soft bedroom eyes beckoned meaningfully with that perfect combination of submissiveness and passion. As irresistible as the Sunrise. I moved in for the kiss.

To my mild surprise, Taylor reciprocated passionately with deep french kisses as if I was her long lost lover. "Take me" she whispered firmly as she guided my right hand to cup her perfectly shaped 36 C breast. She then playfully reached down and begin to caress my rapidly stiffen cock.

Taylor unzipped my jeans, took out my cock, which was absolutely raging at this point, into her wonderfully warm mouth and took it all the way down to the back of her throat! I reckon if there was any doubts in my mind as to who was in charge of the moment went straight out of window right then and there. For I am totally at her mercy as Taylor alternate between sucking my throbbing cock with wet rimming action.

But then, it was time for me to own up as a man. I flip Taylor over onto her stomach and begin to caress her bared back with the tip of my fingers. Her perfectly shaped apple bottom wiggled tentatively as my throbbing cock glided over her forbidden entrance.

Furtively, Taylor, with her striking green eyes glanced over her shoulders at me "go for it then, if you must" she pouted between her heavy breathing "but please don't hurt me" she further contends through her voluptuously ripened lips.

For a brief moment, time seemed to stand still. On the one hand, perverse passion as unyielding as my raging hard-on transcends all rational. Then, on the other hand; temperance.

I contemplated, I did, for about a nanosecond. But in the end, as inevitable as the onrushing tide crashing towards the shore, savage desire prevailed; being bad never felt so right.

Slowly, the pink skin around her pleasure cavity expended, conforming, devouring my engorged cock as I pushed ever deeper into her. I was totally and helplessly enthralled with euphoria. All that came between us was that perfect synchronicity of our moans as I pumped away rhythmically, stabbing her love canal balls deep with my throbbing shaft.

Suddenly, her hands tighten. Her nail digs into my wrists, and her moan of passion reaches a climatic crescendo "Oh my god, I'm coming... I'm coming." as her trembling voice contends. "I want to feel you're warmth inside me... Please give it to me now." Taylor, now shrieks in demand.

The world around me was spinning out of control as I hang on for dear life. But "Who am I to denied her" was the only thought that went through my mind. I can't hold back any longer. I blasted my load deep inside her again, and again.

Wow, WAF at # - would be a monumental understatement as I lay next to her with nothing more to give. Time has lost all meanings.

I never realize how acute my senses were as the rain continue to pour. I could almost pick out the cadence of each individual rain drop as it pelted against the back window.

Holding her hand in mine, Taylor beams meaningfully at me, again, with that curious little smile. Now I know.

I don't remember exactly what happened next, after we both got dressed. Just random acts of habit flashing by in montage;.

- Breaking out a fresh pack of Marlboro reds, I took one out, and tilted the open pack towards her in offering.

- I flick open the top of an old Zippo with a Ping, coaxing it to flame, and lit both cigarettes.

- Taylor closed her eyes, takes a long drag, and exhale satisfyingly as smoke exits her pursed lips.

I smiled contently, with a cigarette in hand I slid back into the plush driver's seat and closed my eyes.

The ensuing rush of pure euphoria was beyond the capability of any written words could convey. This was definitely a most singularly pleasurable, a pure, unadulterated encounter, indeed.

-Fox.

Pleasure cavity... A big fan of that reference. Question though..is it safe to say you had the unending aroma of pizza hangin on your junk for the rest of the night? LOL?

Your prose is inspiring!

[Saber1967]

Rolled around the be / CB loops this morning for quite a while and saw almost nothing out. Spotted a tall drink of water named Angie by the church. She appeared to be waiting for someone at first but it was just a ploy to keep uncle from pulling her up. She gets in and informs me that she usually gets standard tuition for just skull work and twice plus for half and half.. I informed her good luck getting that while walking the streets. So she backs off of that amount to a more reasonable donation and we're off to my sanctuary. She partakes of the rock so her teeth were starting to show the tell tale signs of rock rot but she didn't have that crack diet look and her jeans showed off her amazing assets. Once we get buck, she begins with some soft and tender mic work that gets my soldier to attention most ricky tick. I had to stop her because I still want to crush it mish style. She looked amazing on her back. Love the limber flexible girls. I had her legs pinned to her ears and began the solid thrusting motion. Didn't take long till I had the baby batter splattered all over her belly. Great ride for both of us. Asked her for digits but got the same old lame excuse about lost phone, minutes, stolen by a being from another dimension.. Blah blah... She was fun though and as a added bonus didn't smell malodorous. Yay me. I'll definitely repeat if I see her out again.

[Loyola]

Your mailbox is full.

[LikkerFront]

Couple of you fellas tried to hit my PM and it was full, I made some space so please try again. Thanks!

[Agent Mulder]

Dude WTF was that some kind of romance novel? This is a forum for reporting on SW who typically are sucking the cocks of various random mongers with oftentimes questionable hygiene, and you are engaging in "passionate deep french kissing" with this "fresh face blond from Delaware", eeewwwww LOL! Whatever floats your boat homie!

Tell the truth now.

"Sour apple," or is that grape? LOL.

Just a simple floral prose to convey my encounter for all to enjoy, homy boy, or is that just "Homie." LOL.

[LikkerFront]

Cool Spring night as I pull into a side street from the main road and now the rain come -.

A misty fog is stagnant over the asphalt pavement: a thick impenetrable curtain. It suddenly parts and Taylor (a 25 year old fresh faced blonde from Delaware) emerges...

Dude WTF was that some kind of romance novel? This is a forum for reporting on SW who typically are sucking the cocks of various random mongers with oftentimes questionable hygiene, and you are engaging in "passionate deep french kissing" with this "fresh face blond from Delaware", eeewwwww LOL! Whatever floats your boat homie!

Tell the truth now, Taylor is really a 39 yrs old H. Junkie sipping a redi filled glass straw. She had scabby covered arms and pick marks covering her face. She smelled like she hadn't bathed since her week long bender started and had greasy smelly hair in need of washing. When she dropped her drawers the lovely aromas of funky pussy and an unwashed booty filled the air, and you went ahead and barebacked her! No shame in this bro, I love these kind of chicks too!

[Member #4695]

I have made several late night recons on Conkling. And I have not seen these flights of fantasy, A great read. But if these girls really exist does anybody mind sharing? trading?

I will continue with my nocturnal visits to see if I can encounter one of these wonders that has managed to have eluded me. So far...

[Agent Mulder]

Is anyone buying this one? LOL! Awesome story though. I did get a knobbie when I read the passage about her unzipping your pants. Oh if only a few slices of pizza were all that was required to separate a lovely young honey from her panties. Keep exercising your literary muscles, and maybe someday well be reading your version of "Shades of Gray".

I was out yesterday afternoon on all the loops. Heavy LE presence, and very few SW's. None of my numbers worked, so I came up high and dry. If I keep trying though, maybe I'll eventually run into my own little Taylor. Fingers crossed!

Baltoman.

Stander tuition plus some extras = Taylor. LOL.

And on a separate note, aside from fornication; yes, fingers crossed!

[Crofton33]

Is anyone buying this one? LOL! Awesome story though. I did get a knobbie when I read the passage about her unzipping your pants. Oh if only a few slices of pizza were all that was required to separate a lovely young honey from her panties. Keep exercising your literary muscles, and maybe someday well be reading your version of "Shades of Gray".

I was out yesterday afternoon on all the loops. Heavy LE presence, and very few SW's. None of my numbers worked, so I came up high and dry. If I keep trying though, maybe I'll eventually run into my own little Taylor. Fingers crossed!

Baltoman.

Loved the read. Took me back to my pre-teen years reading with a flashlight under the covers. I had the make myself a drink and a sandwich and read it again!

[Baltoman]

Is anyone buying this one? LOL! Awesome story though. I did get a knobbie when I read the passage about her unzipping your pants. Oh, if only a few slices of pizza were all that was required to separate a lovely young honey from her panties. Keep exercising your literary muscles, and maybe someday well be reading your version of "Fifty Shades of Grey".

I was out yesterday afternoon on all the loops. Heavy LE presence, and very few SW's. None of my numbers worked, so I came up high and dry. If I keep trying though, maybe I'll eventually run into my own little Taylor. Fingers crossed!

Baltoman.

Cool Spring night as I pull into a side street from the main road and now the rain come -.

A misty fog is stagnant over the asphalt pavement: a thick impenetrable curtain. It suddenly parts and Taylor (a 25 year old fresh faced blonde from Delaware) emerges.

As Taylor draws near I realizes that she's wet. Her sheer Summer dress is a winner in any wet T-shirt contest, the fabric clings tightly to her breasts like Kate Upton's banned photos on you-tube.

My eyes widen. My mouth drops. I gawked like an awestruck school boy peeping into a girls shower after gym class as Taylor shivers next to the passenger side window.

When I'the regained my faculty, she's already sitting next to me. "You don't mind if I turn on the heater, do you?" Taylor asks rhetorically and reaches for the thermostat.

Her eyes narrow in a mischievous way and her flowing strawberry blond hair cascades wildly in front of the air vent "see'mom, let's get out of here" she says with a curious little smile hanging on her lips.

Taylor beams knowingly at me as if she knows something that I don't, or haven't yet come to the realization of; something only a woman's intuition could offer. Usually within the first 15 to 30 seconds of meeting a new guy.

"Sure darling, you betcha." as I grin, and nodded. A while later, in a dark parking lot;.

We sat and ate pizza in the front seat of my SUV and watched the traffic go by in the pouring rain. I laughed and carry-on like I haven't done in a long time, not since before my divorce a little over a year ago. Taylor seems like a real cool chick!

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. With a silly little grin on my face I sat back against the lumbar support eyeing the sparse traffic with their diminishing tail lights fading into the heavy down pour.

Suddenly, I felt a touch to my arm. I glanced over at Taylor. Her soft bedroom eyes beckoned meaningfully with that perfect combination of submissiveness and passion. As irresistible as the Sunrise. I moved in for the kiss.

To my mild surprise, Taylor reciprocated passionately with deep french kisses as if I was her long lost lover. "Take me" she whispered firmly as she guided my right hand to cup her perfectly shaped 36 C breast. She then playfully reached down and begin to caress my rapidly stiffen cock.

Taylor unzipped my jeans, took out my cock, which was absolutely raging at this point, into her wonderfully warm mouth and took it all the way down to the back of her throat! I reckon if there was any doubts in my mind as to who was in charge of the moment went straight out of window right then and there. For I am totally at her mercy as Taylor alternate between sucking my throbbing cock with wet rimming action.

-Fox.

[Crofton33]

Crofton, your inbox is full. I have a question for you. Enjoy the holiday.

I made room and cleared out box.

[RKirk]

I have had great sessions with reciprocation demanded. She can be voracious about it!

Crofton, your inbox is full. I have a question for you. Enjoy the holiday.

[Camden]

This is such a debated topic. In the end, do what feels right and good to you. You want to empty your pocket for a pee touch, then so be it. If you walk away feeling good about your choice, then do that. None here are handing you dough for you spend.

I hear you. I've been around the block a few times and mostly gave up the hobby because the risk just wasn't worth the reward anymore. The quality of girls has become a joke. I try a girl on BP every now and then, but they can be hit or miss.

The girl in question in no way appeared to be a SW and blew away most BP girls. I tried to bargain and offered to meet her half way. She told me I could drop her off. We turned around and I could see she was not going to give in and did not want to let this one get away. I'll take one expensive hotie over 50 of the zombies walking the streets any day. It worked out for me, I got her number and have repeated. The second time was better than the first due to the inside location.

After my first encounter with her, I dropped her at her car and watched her drive away. How many SW have a car?

[Monger42]

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[Happy One]

State vice was flooding Brooklyn this late afternoon with vice trying to get the girls. I saw 4 or 5 that I recognized cruising be / CB and meeting end of 6th st. The smart ones took a break for awhile.

Saw Jenn walking, long dark hair black yoga pants holding the phone by her ear walking. She saw LE and left the area. I will bet they will be over the WW. If they see you pickup a girl, they will tag team follow you and then bust you when your parked. Be careful.