Streetwalker Reports

[Shune]

a little blonde with a sun tattoo around her belly button

It was a dreary day, grey sky punctuated by intermittent rain. The location of the event was equally bitter and wretched. Faces visaged in suspicion greeted passerby with subtle hostility. Patches of road work and minor sidewalk repair that never seemed to complete dotted the landscape. An obscure little village tugged precarious between a major highway and a busy thoroughfare.

It was once a place of lofty dreams and high expectations. But today, it's just a sad shell of what it once was. Whatever little left in ways of hopes and dreams fettered with the last of the great urbanization and degentrification that took place long ago, and now, only despair.

I believe someone on this thread had once gregariously bestowed the colorful moniker of "immoral area" to describe its despondency. An apt name for this forsaken little village. But to the rest of us, it's just place, a simple point of reference designated on the map as "Morrell Park. ".

With the coming of dusk, so goes any meaningful visibility other than spotty street lamps providing feeble illumination to an equally feeble place.

Once acclimate to the gloom of the local, a person's sense inevitably become acute towards the dissimilar. And in this case, as striking a contrast as a glitter in pitch-darkness, Megan meandered wearily down the sidewalk, oblivious to the imposed, and in a world of her own.

Car horns blared and mongers gawked in predatory silence. The locals tutted and howled with all the unfeeling arrogance of young thugs. But Megan simply ignored them all with equal apathy.

I was no different than any other gawker, lusting, partaking in the whole cliche. But I found myself far less graceful in the art of mongering then the rest as the right front wheel of my aging SUV became wedged in deep ruts on a haphazardly patched curb. Where the hell was the roadwork sign?!

"You almost hit me. You fucking asshole!" Megan exclaimed with her hands up in the air. Total embarrassment was followed by awkward silence as I gaped at her. "What the hell are you looking at?" Megan sized me up with a smirk. I wasn't exactly sure what she'd said next, only that I nodded foolishly at her probing gesture.

I also didn't realize just how attractive Megan was until she was already in the car sitting next to me strapping on her seatbelt. "Let's get out of here. " she contended matter of factly. I nodded in agreement as I put the large vehicle in drive. But something was dragging underneath the SUV, imbedding my forward movement. Suddenly, in a rash of crushing noise, I glanced back into my rear view mirror, and the realization. A mangled roadwork sign was now laying flat on the street behind me. Oops!

"So, where to?" Megan batted an eye at me with a barely contained giggle.

After a moment of hesitation, still a bit flustered over the embarrassment, I nodded suggestively at a pair of glowing golden arches in the distant yonder "Would you like to go for some treats, first? "Sure, double fudge Sunday with nuts" came the resounding responds, and a broad smile of unfeigned delight.

In between licking and slurping on her frozen treat, I'd learned that we're both fans of the Cinema, and amazingly much of the same genre. She'd taken a particular interest in my passing hobby as she queried with question after inquisitive questions in the arena of ScreenWriting. We had a real good time rapping on the finer points of what a good film should be. Megan has a real thirst for knowledge, and a witty sense to parlay. I liked her.

The drive to our destination were riveted with stories of her past, punctuated by vague road directions almost as a second thought, while she finished the last of her apple pies. For a person of her petite stature, Megan can sure pack away some food!

It took us a bit longer to arrive at our destination then the location would have dictated. But once there, we'd found a nice secluded spot hidden snuggly between a clump of trees and a large dumpster adjacent to a row of warehouses with nil a moment to spare as the sky opened up with all its fury. The merciless pelting from the torrential downpour sounded as if a giant piece of canvas were being slowly ripped apart by the hands of god.

She's not a pretty car, my SUV, more function then beautiful. Bertha as I'd gotten to call her, and that term of endearment was bestowed the old fashion way, she'd earned it. Bertha doesn't feel jealousy, nor does she impart morel judgment, all she wanted to do was to serve, to provide comfort and safety to her occupant.

Where Bertha exult unwavering dependability. Megan was young, exhilarating, and undoubtedly fickle, as she was beautiful.

"Ok, so, what are we doing, now?" Megan nodded shyly as the interior LED illuminated her striking features. "Well, heck darling, if you had to ask? I throw up my hands with a playful shrug. Besides, all pleasantries aside, what had she thought that we came here to do anyway?

Megan hesitated for a moment as she pursed her lips "I would like to be kissed. Before I get fucked" she added curtly with a fawning grin. I was again at a lost for words. And to say I like Megan's wit would be an understatement, she's got sprite.

With her mouth slightly agape, Megan looked appraisingly at me in a sultry visage. Uncertain of what to expect, I leaned tentatively closer to her, but half expecting her to pull away. However, Megan adjusted her posture, then in a forward thrusting motion, her luscious lips found mine in a mild collision. The instant transfer of sensation through nerve ending of our lips and tongues were dizzying. Maybe I dig her more than I'd thought, or dared to admit. She really seemed to enjoy making out. And so did I.

Panting, caressing and fondling. The Oxytocin induced euphoria was electrifying!

My manhood grew and swelled with every subtle stroke and the vivacious caressing of her velvety hand. The burgeoning of my cock was absolutely undeniable as Megan unzipped my jeans. With a dreamy look in her eyes, she went down on me.

I breathe out in exasperation as my shaft became as hard as steel in the temperate wetness of her nurturing mouth. Megan's oral prowess was breathtaking as she was unrelenting. Slow, fast, faster, she changed position and speed at will, coaxing gobble of uncontrolled per-cum from my inordinately erect cock.

With one last savory motion, Megan pulled my engorged cock slowly out of her moist mouth with a muted pop. "Mmmmm." as she smacked her lips, relishing the taste as if it were the sweet treat she'd hungrily devoured earlier.

With a firm grip tightly around my throbbing shaft, "not yet, baby" she looked up at me with a crooked little smile that's sure to melt ice " are you ready to give to me?

"Yeah." as I nodded between shallow breathes. Wearing a fawning grin, Megan mounted me and guided my unyielding cock into her moist, clean shaven love-box in one continuous motion. It was totally out of my hands at that point, not that it ever was as her silken snatch glided smoothly up and down on my glistening rod like a well lubed piston. "C'Mon. Baby. Oh, yeah." as Megan chanted with sweet nothings.

I shifted my gaze between her bewitching eyes, her pouty lips, and finally settling on her perfectly shaped breasts, which at this point was oscillating out of control!

While my cock, still embedded deep in her, Megan pivoted, spun around, adjusting her gait into a Reverse Cowgirl position, all with the grace of a ballerina. Then with both of her feet planted firmly on the floorboard, and her right arm leveraged against the headrest, Megan moved up and down rhythmically, gliding on my cock, hips gyrating in what I could only described as a squatting action. It must be experienced to be believed! She was just showing off at this point. Absolutely amazing!

It was as if Megan had been transformed into this sex crazed she-creature conjured from the dark depth of some hedonistic fantasy. And all I could do was hang on for dear life.

Outside, the storm continued. But inside, the wrath of nature was nothing more than a muted drumroll adding to the placid hum of the SUV's climate control, a concussive symphony building it's way up to a climax.

Her forehead beads of sweat. Her chest heaved of shallow breathes. Megan's demand wasn't a simple assertion derived from false pretenses, but rather something primal from deep within. A desire as self-serving as the need to breath. Something sear inside her coming to a boil "I want to feel your cum inside me." she panted.

As inevitable as the sunrise in the morning, the incoming tide crashing against the shore at dusk, I exploded unabashedly inside her with all the anger and pleasure rolled up in one. Over and over again, pumping her uncontrollably with load after prodigies loads of hot cum.

"Oh my god, I felt that!" Megan exclaimed in delight as her gyrating hips demanded every last drop of warmth from my spasming cock.

The storm had subsided. And in its still silence, my senses felt so alive! The beating of our hearts, the discern quiver of her body against mine and the gentle purr of contentment as I caressed her bareback.

How long? Five minutes? Five hours?. I pondered as we laid static on top of the SUV's plush upholstery. An eternity could have passed for all I cared as Megan breathe softly next to my ear.

Tomorrow may be damned, but right here, right now, I have everything I need.

I smiled knowingly as I gazed out into the darkness.

Note; the attached photos were taken during our subsequent interludes.

[CrapChute]

Is this the Amber you met? She's a gem.

No, I met a different Amber.

[SpankyNoSpank]

Damn SpankyNoSpank sorry to hear that. I guess they treat everybody different you know how it go. You could have a wonderful time with a chic. In someone else would have a horribly experience with the same individual. Charge that to the game.

Ace I know far too well. I been in the hobby for 25 years or so. I have fantastic times with some that others complain about also. Most I will give a 2nd attempt to I can't get comfy with the pimp / rush scenarios. I like the freelancers alot better.

[CaveMan9]

I'm glad she not around dundalk anymore. She left once the other girls found out about her loose lips. Her BF pimps her but she will deny it. To make it worse her sloppy toppy skills lack luster and I would ask for a refund if I had a receipt. She started high on the donation claiming the talent was off the chart but I only gave half to start and the other half after she finished plus tip if it was off the charts like she claimed. She started the bobbing for apples then asking how long was I going to take to blow the load. I politely informed her that it would be faster if she stop asking questions. Then went the turnoff tugging and back to the below the chart bobbing technique. I gave her advice to do it like it is a job and you will get paid and possible raises plus recommendations. If not then the job will take for ever to finish and it is a waste of both parties time. Make it short She aint get the other half of the agreement and I hoped the verbal tip was enough. Thnaks for telling me where she is so I know what area to avoid.

Spanky Out.

That's why I said in a previous post. Fun on a good day. Sloppy top is far from the best. She pulled that are you almost finished crap on me once too. Just made things last longer. Smh. Nothing pisses me off more. As if I'm supposed to pop cause she has big hair, a rear and in the passenger seat. Not a good car date I agree on that. Definitely not giving a backpage donation either way. When her slightly above average SW looks vanish. There won't be much to go on. No pun intended.

[AceKing88]

I'm glad she not around dundalk anymore. She left once the other girls found out about her loose lips. Her BF pimps her but she will deny it. To make it worse her sloppy toppy skills lack luster and I would ask for a refund if I had a receipt. She started high on the donation claiming the talent was off the chart but I only gave half to start and the other half after she finished plus tip if it was off the charts like she claimed. She started the bobbing for apples then asking how long was I going to take to blow the load. I politely informed her that it would be faster if she stop asking questions. Then went the turnoff tugging and back to the below the chart bobbing technique. I gave her advice to do it like it is a job and you will get paid and possible raises plus recommendations. If not then the job will take for ever to finish and it is a waste of both parties time. Make it short She aint get the other half of the agreement and I hoped the verbal tip was enough. Thnaks for telling me where she is so I know what area to avoid.

Spanky Out.

Damn SpankyNoSpank sorry to hear that. I guess they treat everybody different you know how it go. You could have a wonderful time with a chic. In someone else would have a horribly experience with the same individual. Charge that to the game.

[Cls9637]

I made my first trip to Baltimore recently. I went directly to Wilkens and starting driving during the middle of the day. I did not want to make my first trip to Baltimore at night, and I am glad I did. I know nothing about the city of Baltimore or how the streets work, but I quickly started to recognize the name of streets I had read about here. It seems to be very few stop signs in the city, and I am not used to this city's driving style. I was somewhat shocked by the level of poverty and state of the infrastructure in the area, it was a little unnerving. I drove around trying to find my way around, getting lost and finding my way again. There were many people outside in the residential area, maybe they do not have jobs. I saw many SWs but none of them were dressed like they were SWs. I saw uncle and drove right passed them, I think they were there for something else. I had seen many SWs that looked really old and bad off. After driving around for an hour I finally saw a young girl dressed in leggings and a sweatshirt walking. She was really pretty, about 5'7, thin with a nice little butt. She did not look like a SW but given where I was I thought it would not hurt to try, so I pulled over. Not long after that she hopped right in the car, no talking through the window or door. She just jumped in and closed the door without me ever motioning or talking to her. I had read about the short terms here and knew the name of one but did not know the address. So we went there and I had a good experience. She said her name was Amber, it was. 50 but. 60 for BB.

Is this the Amber you met? She's a gem.

[SpankyNoSpank]

That's where I met her. Then when I seen her on Conklin. I asked why not Dundalk anymore. Those words came out of her mouth. She can't be in Dundalk for that reason. I'm not saying she is bad. Just don't expect anything good if something goes wrong. Dude.

I'm glad she not around dundalk anymore. She left once the other girls found out about her loose lips. Her BF pimps her but she will deny it. To make it worse her sloppy toppy skills lack luster and I would ask for a refund if I had a receipt. She started high on the donation claiming the talent was off the chart but I only gave half to start and the other half after she finished plus tip if it was off the charts like she claimed. She started the bobbing for apples then asking how long was I going to take to blow the load. I politely informed her that it would be faster if she stop asking questions. Then went the turnoff tugging and back to the below the chart bobbing technique. I gave her advice to do it like it is a job and you will get paid and possible raises plus recommendations. If not then the job will take for ever to finish and it is a waste of both parties time. Make it short She aint get the other half of the agreement and I hoped the verbal tip was enough. Thnaks for telling me where she is so I know what area to avoid.

Spanky Out.

[BigPappay]

Old gal is out on wilkens flagging cars down. Stop if you have some time. She's nice and performs above average. I had already made plans otherwise I would've helped her out. She's looking kind of hot in those red boots and short dress! She's a bonafide member of the local plumber's union. Certified pipe cleaner!!

[EasyLuvr]

Cruised the loop for an hour this afternoon without much luck until I ran across Jessica hoofing down Payson and made the scoop. Headed to Pierre's for some fun and she didn't disappoint. Tight little vag and super sensitive little nipples that she loved getting sucked. Pounded her mish with great moans and groans from her until I splattered her tunnel with my baby batter. Cleaned up and dropped her back near the Busy Bee. No digits (stolen cell phone, of course) but will repeat.

[Real Ninja]

Lately I been having more and more thoughts about hanging up the cleats for good. I am not even 30, yet I already been in the monger game for 10 years. Time really flies. As much as I enjoy the monger lifestyle sometimes the bad experiences make you feel like it is not worth it. But no matter what that monger ich always comes calling when you least expect it.

Anyway I dreamed I went out the other day to satisfy my cravings, check out my dream below. I usually prefer to dream of the thicker ladies but this night I decided to go in for one of the spinners so many of my monger brothers out here love. I did get a kick out of her random comments about me little guy.

http://www.pornhub.com/view_video.ph...h586f1f21c692b

[CrapChute]

I made my first trip to Baltimore recently. I went directly to Wilkens and starting driving during the middle of the day. I did not want to make my first trip to Baltimore at night, and I am glad I did. I know nothing about the city of Baltimore or how the streets work, but I quickly started to recognize the name of streets I had read about here. It seems to be very few stop signs in the city, and I am not used to this city's driving style. I was somewhat shocked by the level of poverty and state of the infrastructure in the area, it was a little unnerving. I drove around trying to find my way around, getting lost and finding my way again. There were many people outside in the residential area, maybe they do not have jobs. I saw many SWs but none of them were dressed like they were SWs. I saw uncle and drove right passed them, I think they were there for something else. I had seen many SWs that looked really old and bad off. After driving around for an hour I finally saw a young girl dressed in leggings and a sweatshirt walking. She was really pretty, about 5'7, thin with a nice little butt. She did not look like a SW but given where I was I thought it would not hurt to try, so I pulled over. Not long after that she hopped right in the car, no talking through the window or door. She just jumped in and closed the door without me ever motioning or talking to her. I had read about the short terms here and knew the name of one but did not know the address. So we went there and I had a good experience. She said her name was Amber, it was. 50 but. 60 for BB.

[AceKing88]

She was wearing a beige knitted hat / scarf combo and may have had a mole or a blemish around her chin. She was slender. I liked the way her butt filled out her jeans. But they were loose, so she may have lost some weight recently. Does that help?



I was passing through Conkling near the Pulaski BP around noon and spotted a real cutie, about 26,5'2" and 100 lbs. What's her deal? I didn't have time to stop. But she was obviously looking at drivers. Anyone get lucky?

I'm assuming Nikki she doesn't move from the gas station. Her complexion is a little light could pass for civi. She was wearing a black north face jacket. If it's her don't pass her up next time you see her. Excellent date her twat gets extremely wet sound effects in all. Her bbj is amazing as well I had to tell her to slow down before I bust. Also Tiffany is home from her short vacation put on a Little weight in that ass. I highly recommend both of them you can't go wrong either way. Tiffany has a soaking wet cooch as well. As always be safe.

[NiceGuy1957]

I just wanted to tell you about Brandy this girl amazing she will leave you satisfied each and every time. I can't wait to hook up again with her. If you guys want a warm sweet girl and aims to please this is the one. She is about 5'9" tall and long brown hair and long legs also a nice thin body.

[Baltoman]

She was wearing a beige knitted hat / scarf combo and may have had a mole or a blemish around her chin. She was slender. I liked the way her butt filled out her jeans. But they were loose, so she may have lost some weight recently. Does that help?

That could have been anybody could you be more distinctive bro.

I was passing through Conkling near the Pulaski BP around noon and spotted a real cutie, about 26,5'2" and 100 lbs. What's her deal? I didn't have time to stop. But she was obviously looking at drivers. Anyone get lucky?

[CaveMan9]

Ok, seems like my post done opened the flood gates. The comment on "fishsticks"" was a joke to make fun of the fact that your fingers (sticks) smell musky (fish) when you pull them out of a wet c**t. All women have a unique odor that tends to be strongest when they get wet, its just pheromones they secrete to attract males. Having said that I was not referring to a stank rotten fish smell, clearly that is nasty and I would not even countinue if I caught a whiff of that.

And yes when girls get a yeast infection they let off a very strong and uncomfortable odor. I found that one out the hard way.

Lastly some of you guys on here talk like your looking for a girlfriend out on these streets. Talking about wanting them clean, and pretty and respectful. Bros I am sorry to disappoint but the only thing your going to find on these streets is damaged goods who are so desparate or so addicted to drugs that they are willing to put a c**k in their mouths for a Jackson. Come on let's have a little more sense. If you are trying to find a nice girl maybe you shouldn't be out on the streets creeping maybe you should get a job a go on match.com; and let us monger's out here enjoy our "fishsticks".

Stay safe mongers.

You got guys fighting over girls that will dip for a Jackson. Smh. Must be love. That's why they got in your car or stay at your house. I am one that will pass if I know there woohoo or there attitude stinks. It's about relaxing, I don't need a headache from either of the above. It's my time too. Be safe & Happy hunting!