CookyJar's Streetwalker Photos

[Bigboi47]

For another great report plus photos and the haters need to get over themselves. If they want to meet these girls get in the car go look for them like CJ does. CJ's photos and reports lets everyone know whats available in that area.

[TheyCallMeEagle]

That’s about it for me. I’ve done all I could. Just thinking about that evening has exhausted me.

If any one needs more information or more details; please consult with one of my partners: Sabrina or Crème.

ROFLMBAS

CookyJar

PS: It might be porn. It might be information. Too hell if I know!!! All I know is that it was a hell-of-a good time.

I like you style.

[Freaklikdat]

She then made a kind of confession. She said that she has wanted to get with Sabrina for a long time. She said, “Sabrina is hot in those shorts.”
CookyJar

I wanna let you know Cooky that "You are the Muthafuckin MAN" for this post right here. Those were the shorts i saw Sabrina in the day i tried to dated her. It really is something about her in "Those Shorts". Keep up the Great Work.

[Admin]

Greetings Everyone,

Wallingford is an alias for CookyBar and BeansNFrank.

This psycho has been chasing CookyJar for years. Apparently he harbors some deep-seated psychological resentment against CookyJar. Personally, I believe that he needs the services of a qualified mental health professional.

Thanks,

Jackson

[YoHimBeBrother]

Hey brother CJ,

Damn fine report. Keep up the good work in spite of the naysayers.

Yohimbebrother

Sabrina called me and told me that she’d meant a girl who she wanted me the meet. Because I was not in Philly that day, I was not able to make the a meeting. A few days later, I called Sabrina back and we agreed to get together later that evening. I picked Sabrina up by the bull. After making a phone call, she directed me to a neighborhood farther up in the northeast. We parted on a street in a rather nice residential neighborhood, as Sabrina and the girl communicated back and forth giving directions and descriptions to each other on their cell phones. A minute or two after parking, a cute little Crème walked up to my car. She got into the car on the rear passenger side, made an apology for being late and introduced herself as blankety blank, but said, everyone called her crème.

As we were driving to my place, Sabrina and Crème talked back and forth about everything from make-up to boyfriends. On occasion I was included into the conversation as the two girl rattled on. Then out of the clear blue, Crème made another apology, she asked me to please excuse her because she had been drinking but that she was okay after just having vomited a little while ago. As I thought about this new piece of information, Crème leaned forward between the front seats and holding a half filled bottle of rum she offered some to Sabrina and I. Looking at Sabrina, I could not help thanking to myself, “Oh! Shit! What have I gotten myself into now?”

As it turned out, Crème was fine. If she was a little tipsy, I could not tell. Sabrina took a couple of pulls on the bottle. I broke out another bottle of rum and some beer and the party started.

Crème was down for just about everything. I explained (as I always do) that she did not have to do anything that she was not comfortable with or that some would not normally do. I told her to just relax and have some fun. She did. She said she was willing to do anything as long as it was alright with Sabrina. (Hummm! What about me?) She then made a kind of confession. She said that she has wanted to get with Sabrina for a long time. She said, “Sabrina is hot in those shorts.” Then she said something about having wanted to do a threesome with Sabrina and her (Crème’s) boyfriend but he gets jealous sometimes. I figured to myself that the liquor was loosing up her inhibitions as well as her tongue.

After a few pictures, Crème was all over Sabrina. After a few more hits of the rum, Sabrina didn’t seem to mind at all. And my dick got so hard; I could have used it to push the camera’s shutter button. That Crème is such a dirty talker. She wasn’t vulgar. She just made sexy little comments and gestures. She actually said, in a sexual aloft tone, “I want you to fuck me hard while I suck on her fat pussy.” She said this more to herself then to either I or Sabrina. She was laying on her back, legs opened, masturbating with her eyes shut tight, making grinding motions, and soft muttering sounds; air fucking. She later said, looking defiantly at me, after I had just finished face fucking Sabrina, “That’s okay, let me taste her.” I had hesitated, but, she wanted me to stick my dick in her mouth; she said, “I like it a little rough and nasty.” The liquor had this little minks off the hook.

I tried to get pictures of as mush of the action as I could. The liquor and beer was starting to interfere with my camera technique. I was missing as many shots as I got. A few times my own hand got in front of the lens. Focusing the camera got harder as my dick got harder because I was focusing more on what the two girls were doing. I had to eventually put the camera down, the girls were starting without me and I didn’t want to miss any more of the action. (That’s why I don’t do actions shots – I get to involved.) Sabrina was good. She is always good with me, she takes good directions and she is willing to do most anything. But, Crème was like a wild sexual deviant. She licked my inter-thighs so well, I though she’d discovered a new sex organ. As Sabrina did her, Creme made love to my navel and I thought, “Wow! Another new sex organ.” New sex organs and sexual hot spots were popping-up everywhere on my body that Crème touched. She licked and kissed inside my ears and nibbled my ear lobs – it was so good I thought I was about to come out of my ears. She got into it the way only an amateur can. It wasn’t about the money or drugs – she was drunk – it was about the sex.

I mentioned briefly that I’d face fucked both girls. While I was poking Sabina in the mouth, Crème was sitting on her knees next to us, urging Sabrina to take it and while she (Crème) played with herself with one hand, she fondled Sabrina and I with the other. Her voice got a bit demanding and she told Sabrina to, “Take it all, don’t waste it.” I knew that Sabrina doesn’t swallow, so I didn’t cum in her mouth. That’s when I decided to switch. I pulled my dick out of Sabrina’s mouth. I shoved Crème back onto the carpet and wedged her head back against the couch cushion. I climbed over her face and stopped for a minute to gather myself. I did not want to cum to fast. That’s when she said what she said. She said, “That’s okay, let me taste her. I like it a little rough and nasty.” At the time I had no idea what she was talking about. I shoved my dick deep into her mouth. She deep throated. She sucked and gagged. Juicy stuff, spit, pre-cum and what every poured down her chin and spread around her mouth. I looked over at Sabrina and she gave me a befuddled grin. The liquor told me to push hard and go deeper. I did what the liquor told me. I looked down at Crème and tears were coming out of her eyes. My body took over, I was cumming. My legs shuck and I almost lost my balance. I had my hand on her head shoving dick and cum down her throat. She was gagging and it looked like she was crying. But, I could not stop. I emptied my entire load straight down her throat. Quivering, I slowly pulled out. For some reason, the nice guy in me, said, “Sorry!” Still between my legs, with m dick dangling inched from her nose and a sliver of sticky stuff bridged between my dick and her lower lip, tears running down her face, she said a little sheeplessly, “That’s okay! I like it a little rough.” I looked back over to Sabrina and busted out laughing.

We all three sat back and cleaned up. We sat and laughed, talked about rough sex and drank a little more. I didn’t want them to go. I wanted to fuck Crème. Crème didn’t want to go, she wanted to fuck and suck some more. Sabrina said she needed to get back to work, but that she would hang-out with us a little longer. I secretly (whispered) promised her a bigger tip.

As I waited for a little strength to return to my empty balls. I urged the girls to engage if they wanted. I could tell that Crème was eager for more. She was playing/rubbing herself while she was stroking me sitting beside her. I got up from between them and moved to the end so that the two girls could sit next to each other. They fondled, and embraced, and then they went into a kind of a clinch. Then Sabrina rolled back and suddenly Crème’s face was buried deep between Sabrina’s heavy legs. Sabrina was breathing heavy but the major sounds in the room came from Crème. Loud, slurping sounds, soft humming sounds – Crème was in her world. She was on her knees, her ass pointing high in the air and her face deep into pussy. Sabrina was twitching. After a minute or maybe two of pussy eating, Crème’s humming and cooing stopped and said to me as she wiggled her butt, “Come on and fuck me.” My dick rose to the invitation. I watched them both as I slid a rubber on my dick. I stood, walked to where Crème’s face was; she had returned to slurping on Sabrina’s pussy. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face up level with my dick. I pushed my dick up to her mouth and said, “Spit on it.” Crème shot a wad of spit on my covered dick. I told her to lick it, to get it nice and wet. I let go of the grip on her hair as I pushed her face back down between Sabrina’s legs and into the pussy. Sabrina was grinding up into Crème’s face and she took a handful of hair holding the young girl down. I climbed in behind Crème, reach over and pulled her arms back from beneath Sabrina’s big legs – I said, “Spread you cheeks.” I rested the head of my dick on Cream’s pussy lips. The extra spit and lubrication made it easy. I pushed pass the lips and took one big gigantic thrust to get all the way in up to my balls. I pushed the girl so hard, her face slid up off of Sabrina’s pussy and end up on Sabrina’s belly. I grabbed her by the hips and roughly pulled her back, repositioning her so that she could continue to do what she wanted to Sabrina. I heard her say, “Damn.”

Crème’s pussy was wet and juicy. She was tight enough so that I could feel pussy muscles pulling against my dick as I went hard in and out. As I jammed my dick into her and held on tight to her hip, I could tell from her breathing and shaking that she came at least once maybe twice. I really couldn’t tell whether Crème had made Sabrina cum. I could see Sabrina doing a lot of grinding-up and she seemed really involved. The one person that I was sure, for a fact, had came – was me. Crème is a little girl with a big ass. It shuck ever time I pounded into it. Doggie style, looking down and watching that big ass shake every time I plunged hard, just made me want to get deeper and hit it harder. She liked it rough and I wanted to give it to her rough. I smacked her ass, I fucked and fucked, and in the end she won. I couldn’t wear her out. I pushed up hard against her big beautiful butt and blew my rocks.

Later as we were getting dress, I in fact did, ask Sabrina if she had climaxed. She smiled and looked at me puzzled and said “yes.” Crème, volunteered and answered that she’d had a numbered of climaxes. (I didn’t want my feeling hurt so I didn’t inquire further as to by whom she had got off the most.)

I drove both girls back to the Northeast neighborhood where we’d picked-up Crème. They claimed that they were going to go out and do some more partying.

Crème’s sexual appetites are such that I am not sure whether I’d want to be alone with her. I got the impression that when she is drinking she could go all night. I am not sure whether I will be able to get Crème’s contact information from Sabrina. That could present a problem in Sabrina’s eyes - after all I am one of her regulars. She may fear loosing regular’s to the wild, sexual bomb called Crème. YMMV

CookyJar

[Afex1]

[QUOTE=CookyJar]If any one needs more information or more details; please consult with one of my partners: Sabrina or Crème.[/QOUTE]Is there a customer service hotline? :P

It might be porn. It might be information. Too hell if I know!!! All I know is that it was a hell-of-a good time.

I'm pretty sure that qualifies as a good time.

[Member #3948]

Don't change one thing CookyJar. Jealousy is a strong emotion some can't contain.

Steel Blue

[R Consultant]

You got yourself a nice little duo there Cooky.. Creme & Sabrina are some girls you might want to keep on the to-do list and speed dial. They both look more than happy to make there photo time alot of fun and filling.

Happy Hunting..

[CookyJar]

He is arrogantly ignoring the purpose of this forum, which is to "facilitate the exchange of information between men who are looking for sex with women". In fact his most recent post bluntly tells us to just forget about getting such information. And even if you and the thousands of photo gallery viewers are getting "sex" by jerking off to CJ's photos, that still isn't sex with women.

Don't confuse pornography with information.

That’s about it for me. I’ve done all I could. Just thinking about that evening has exhausted me.

If any one needs more information or more details; please consult with one of my partners: Sabrina or Crème.

ROFLMBAS

CookyJar

PS: It might be porn. It might be information. Too hell if I know!!! All I know is that it was a hell-of-a good time.

[CookyJar]

They fondled, and embraced, and then they went into a kind of a clinch. CookyJar

Initially I wanted to get in there and fuck Crème while they were in the 69 position. I started to swat over Sabrina’s face and fuck Crème from the rear while she (Crème) continued to lick Sabrina. Unfortunately, in a moment of weakness, I couldn’t bare to pull them apart.

In the end I am glad I opted at Crème’s request for the other venue (doggie style). Pounding up against that ass was so much fun.

CookyJar

[CookyJar]

Sabrina called me and told me that she’d meant a girl who she wanted me the meet. Because I was not in Philly that day, I was not able to make the a meeting. A few days later, I called Sabrina back and we agreed to get together later that evening. I picked Sabrina up by the bull. After making a phone call, she directed me to a neighborhood farther up in the northeast. We parted on a street in a rather nice residential neighborhood, as Sabrina and the girl communicated back and forth giving directions and descriptions to each other on their cell phones. A minute or two after parking, a cute little Crème walked up to my car. She got into the car on the rear passenger side, made an apology for being late and introduced herself as blankety blank, but said, everyone called her crème.

As we were driving to my place, Sabrina and Crème talked back and forth about everything from make-up to boyfriends. On occasion I was included into the conversation as the two girl rattled on. Then out of the clear blue, Crème made another apology, she asked me to please excuse her because she had been drinking but that she was okay after just having vomited a little while ago. As I thought about this new piece of information, Crème leaned forward between the front seats and holding a half filled bottle of rum she offered some to Sabrina and I. Looking at Sabrina, I could not help thanking to myself, “Oh! Shit! What have I gotten myself into now?”

As it turned out, Crème was fine. If she was a little tipsy, I could not tell. Sabrina took a couple of pulls on the bottle. I broke out another bottle of rum and some beer and the party started.

Crème was down for just about everything. I explained (as I always do) that she did not have to do anything that she was not comfortable with or that she would not normally do. I told her to just relax and have some fun. She did. She said she was willing to do anything as long as it was alright with Sabrina. (Hummm! What about me?) She then made a kind of confession. She said that she has wanted to get with Sabrina for a long time. She said, “Sabrina is hot in those shorts.” Then she said something about having wanted to do a threesome with Sabrina and her (Crème) boyfriend but he gets jealous sometimes. I figured to myself that the liquor was loosing up her inhibitions as well as her tongue.

After a few pictures, Crème was all over Sabrina. After a few more hits of the rum, Sabrina didn’t seem to mind at all. And my dick got so hard; I could have used it to push the camera’s shutter button. That Crème is such a dirty talker. She wasn’t vulgar. She just made sexy little comments and gestures. She actually said, in a sexual aloft tone, “I want you to fuck me hard while I suck on her fat pussy.” She said this more to herself then to either I or Sabrina. She was laying on her back, legs opened, masturbating with her eyes shut tight, making grinding motions, and soft muttering sounds; air fucking. She later said, looking defiantly at me, after I had just finished face fucking Sabrina, “That’s okay, let me taste her.” I had hesitated, but, she wanted me to stick my dick in her mouth; she said, “I like it a little rough and nasty.” The liquor had this little minks off the hook.

I tried to get pictures of as mush of the action as I could. The liquor and beer was starting to interfere with my camera technique. I was missing as many shots as I got. A few times my own hand got in front of the lens. Focusing the camera got harder as my dick got harder because I was focusing more on what the two girls were doing. I had to eventually put the camera down, the girls were starting without me and I didn’t want to miss any more of the action. (That’s why I don’t do actions shots – I get to involved.) Sabrina was good. She is always good with me, she takes good directions and she is willing to do most anything. But, Crème was like a wild sexual deviant. She licked my inter-thighs so well, I though she’d discovered a new sex organ. As Sabrina did her, Creme made love to my navel and I thought, “Wow! Another new sex organ.” New sex organs and sexual hot spots were popping-up everywhere on my body that Crème touched. She licked and kissed inside my ears and nibbled my ear lobs – it was so good I thought I was about to come out of my ears. She got into it the way only an amateur can. It wasn’t about the money or drugs – she was drunk – it was about the sex.

I mentioned briefly that I’d face fucked both girls. While I was poking Sabina in the mouth, Crème was sitting on her knees next to us, urging Sabrina to take it and while she (Crème) played with herself with one hand, she fondled Sabrina and I with the other. Her voice got a bit demanding and she told Sabrina to, “Take it all, don’t waste it.” I knew that Sabrina doesn’t swallow, so I didn’t cum in her mouth. That’s when I decided to switch. I pulled my dick out of Sabrina’s mouth. I shoved Crème back onto the carpet and wedged her head back against the couch cushion. I climbed over her face and stopped for a minute to gather myself. I did not want to cum to fast. That’s when she said what she said. She said, “That’s okay, let me taste her. I like it a little rough and nasty.” At the time I had no idea what she was talking about. I shoved my dick deep into her mouth. She deep throated. She sucked and gagged. Juicy stuff, spit, pre-cum and what every poured down her chin and spread around her mouth. I looked over at Sabrina and she gave me a befuddled grin. The liquor told me to push hard and go deeper. I did what the liquor told me. I looked down at Crème and tears were coming out of her eyes. My body took over, I was cumming. My legs shuck and I almost lost my balance. I had my hand on her head shoving dick and cum down her throat. She was gagging and it looked like she was crying. But, I could not stop. I emptied my entire load straight down her throat. Quivering, I slowly pulled out. For some reason, the nice guy in me, said, “Sorry!” Still between my legs, with my dick dangling inched from her nose and a sliver of sticky stuff bridged between my dick and her lower lip, tears running down her face, she said a little sheeplessly, “That’s okay! I like it a little rough.” I looked back over to Sabrina and busted out laughing.

We all three sat back and cleaned up. We sat and laughed, talked about rough sex and drank a little more. I didn’t want them to go. I wanted to fuck Crème. Crème didn’t want to go, she wanted to fuck and suck some more. Sabrina said she needed to get back to work, but that she would hang-out with us a little longer. I secretly (whispered) promised her a bigger tip.

As I waited for a little strength to return to my empty balls. I urged the girls to engage if they wanted. I could tell that Crème was eager for more. She was playing/rubbing herself while she was stroking me sitting beside her. I got up from between them and moved to the end so that the two girls could sit next to each other. They fondled, and embraced, and then they went into a kind of a clinch. Then Sabrina rolled back and suddenly Crème’s face was buried deep between Sabrina’s heavy legs. Sabrina was breathing heavy but the major sounds in the room came from Crème. Loud, slurping sounds, soft humming sounds – Crème was in her world. She was on her knees, her ass pointing high in the air and her face deep into pussy. Sabrina was twitching. After a minute or maybe two of pussy eating, Crème’s humming and cooing stopped and said to me as she wiggled her butt, “Come on and fuck me.” My dick rose to the invitation. I watched them both as I slid a rubber onto my dick. I stood, walked to where Crème’s face was; she had returned to slurping on Sabrina’s pussy. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face up level with my dick. I pushed my dick up to her mouth and said, “Spit on it.” Crème shot a wad of spit on my covered dick. I told her to lick it, to get it nice and wet. I let go of the grip on her hair as I pushed her face back down between Sabrina’s legs and into the pussy. Sabrina was grinding up into Crème’s face and she took a handful of hair holding the young girl down. I climbed in behind Crème, reach over and pulled her arms back from beneath Sabrina’s big legs – I said, “Spread you cheeks.” I rested the head of my dick on Cream’s pussy lips. The extra spit and lubrication made it easy. I pushed pass the lips and took one big gigantic thrust to get all the way in up to my balls. I pushed the girl so hard, her face slid up off of Sabrina’s pussy and end up on Sabrina’s belly. I grabbed her by the hips and roughly pulled her back, repositioning her so that she could continue to do what she wanted to Sabrina. I heard her say, “Damn.”

Crème’s pussy was wet and juicy. She was tight enough so that I could feel pussy muscles pulling against my dick as I went hard in and out. As I jammed my dick into her and held on tight to her hip, I could tell from her breathing and shaking that she came at least once maybe twice. I really couldn’t tell whether Crème had made Sabrina cum. I could see Sabrina doing a lot of grinding-up and she seemed really involved. The one person that I was sure, for a fact, had came – was me. Crème is a little girl with a big ass. It shook ever time I pounded into it. Doggie style, looking down and watching that big ass shake every time I plunged hard, just made me want to get deeper and hit it harder. She liked it rough and I wanted to give it to her rough. I smacked her ass, I fucked and fucked, and in the end she won. I couldn’t wear her out. I pushed up hard against her big beautiful butt and blew my rocks.

Later as we were getting dress, I in fact did, ask Sabrina if she had climaxed. She smiled and looked at me puzzled and said “yes.” Crème, volunteered and answered that she’d had a numbered of climaxes. (I didn’t want my feeling hurt so I didn’t inquire further as to by whom she had got off the most.)

I drove both girls back to the Northeast neighborhood where we’d picked-up Crème. They claimed that they were going to go out and do some more partying.

Crème’s sexual appetites are such that I am not sure whether I’d want to be alone with her. I got the impression that when she is drinking she could go all night. I am not sure whether I will be able to get Crème’s contact information from Sabrina. That could present a problem in Sabrina’s eyes - after all I am one of her regulars. She may fear loosing regular’s to the wild, sexual bomb called Crème. YMMV

CookyJar

[Johnny Stales]

I always visit this forum for Cookies pics. I see he prints them out in large backround form. His famous couch. That is a lot of out of pocket expenses he goes through plus bring them to the same place. He is to be commended for sharing not hated on. Who cares what he is actually doing with them as long as he is happy? Cookie is footing the bill. If you think what he is doing is easy and not time consuming then just try it.

He doesn't print them, he does that digitally with photoshop or a similar program.

[Greentomato]

I like you photos keep up the good work. I read many of the reports from all around the US. Many I find boring that’s ok I just ignore them. Who am I or any one else to decide what is interesting and useful for others to post. I don’t understand why some one would want to come down on you for you post if he didn’t like it he should grow up and just ignore it and move on. Some guys like me like you posts; I have read many of them.

Keep up the good work and ignore the negative comments

Hopelessly horny

[Sir Loin]

I didn't notice the Photo Gallery for quite some time as I lurked this site for a few months, I was hesitant on signing up because I thought the servers were in the US. I was afraid of being traced via IP.

Once I started checking out the photo gallery, I too began following CookyJar's posts

I think it's safe to assume that he does everything and anything w/ these chics, although I wouldn't be too dissapointed if all he did is took pics (ya right, thats torture, how could one resist these girls?)

I may have not noticed, so correct me if I'm wrong, but as far as I noticed, he's only stated what the girls were willing to do, haven't noticed much talk of rates or his own actions. Which in my opinion, for a monger w/ such a presence on the board, is a smart move in his part.

For all of the haters, seriously, get a life. Ignore him if you don't like what he is doing, life goes on. Is he stopping you from sleeping at night? Is he taking food out of your children's mouths? I think not. Move on with your life and find a more worthwhile cause to fight for, like Mike 80 said, YOUR SIDE LOST. He has his own thread for fucks sake, get over it, let the man post his pictures already.

I have family in Philly, Cali, and Chicago, but CookyJar's posts make me want to visit Philly the most because of the local talent: D

[Luv Swallowers]

I will chime in here. Unless this guy is providing serious intel and pictures to give us an idea of what he is capable of nailing then he should keep his mouth shut. We all enjoy cookiejars exploits. And I'm in San Diego!

Keep up the good work bro. Don't let some Johnny Yahoo take you off your game!