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The Bronx To Jersey

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Last night I banged this girl.

Here’s how that happened…

 

I had a meeting in Jersey today and whenever I have to be somewhere for a meeting, I like to travel the night before so I wake up in the place where I have to be.

On my way, I felt like getting some action so I figured I’d head up to Hunt’s Point and see if there were any suitable hoes walking around. I got up there and right on Tiffany there were three black girls. I don’t usually mess with the black hoes unless it’s an absolute emergency so I kept driving. I drove around for a bit and then I saw a well-scrubbed Latina girl / woman. She must have been new. She was pretty, thick but not thick enough to be considered “thick”, had her hair pulled back, pretty face, whatever. Nothing extra special. She was walking with what looked to be her lesbian friend / escort. I pulled up to her and rolled down my window.

“What’s up?” She asked. “Nothin’. Just driving around.” I said. She asked if I wanted to hang out and I told her, “Nah. Maybe later.” I kept driving.

It’s weird, but I have strange criteria when it comes to some strange pussy. I don’t know exactly what it is I look for but there is a certain something that needs to strike me. This Latina gil didn’t have it. Plus, she seemed a little too scrubbed and a little too new which, to me, is a bit of a red flag that it could be an undercover cop or some shit.

I left the point and got on Bruckner heading towards the Major Deegan so I could get to Jersey. Plus, maybe there was some Jersey, Newark Airport action to be had.

A little ways up the Bruckner, I pulled over and went on the internet on my phone, looking for incall hoes in Newark. I found a few and called the numbers but noone picked up on any of the lines I tried.

The I remembered that I have often seen ads for girls in the Bronx where they list “Yankee Stadium” as the landmark of where they are near. I did a search for “Yankee Stadium” and found some listings.

There was one “mature” listing that I tried calling but nobody picked up. That would have been my preference because I love the mature Latinas. Oh well. I called the next number which belonged to a girl named Precious.

She picked up and I told her I wanted to come see her. She told me she was 150 for a half or 200 for the hour. I asked if she had a quickie rate but she said no.

I said fine and she told me to drive to 152nd Street and Melrose and then call her.

When I got there I called her and she told me that she wasn’t dressed.

“Good! Perfect!” I said.

She asked if I could give her ten minutes and I told her no. I was getting tired, I needed gas, and I wanted to get out to Jersey.

She gave me a bit of a shady run around but then came downstairs and brought me up into her apartment. On the way up she told me that her sisters husband had just got home and that she didn’t have the bedroom but if I wanted, we could go in the bathroom.

At this point, I did my normal routine.

“Are you a cop?” I asked her.

“No.” She said.

 “Okay, let me feel your pussy.”

She left me feel her pussy. It was shaved which I don’t really like but I guess it’s all the rage with a lot of females.

Having copped a feel and feeling a little safer that she wasn’t a cop, I told her that we could fuck in her bathroom but I was gonna pay her less.  I reluctantly agreed to $120. I needed to get a nut off.

We got into the apartment which was a sorta nasty yet sorta average, poor, Bronx apartment. She was nervous and kept whispering and telling me how quiet we had to be. I gleefully obliged as I had actually seen the guy go up into the apartment who was supposedly the sisters husband and he was a huge, fat black guy. Some slob. While I was waiting downstair for her to let me in, I saw him waiting at the door too when I was across the street and I saw him get let in. If he was her sisters husband why didn’t he have a key? My feeling was that the “sister” was hoeing too.

Anyway, I was quiet.

She came into the bathroom and put the sink water running so as to make a camouflaging sound. The door didn’t lock and there was a malnourished cat who kept pushing it’s way into the bathroom.

This girl was young-ish. She was thick but frumpy, not thick with curves and sexiness. She was a kind of lump of a Puerto Rican girl with tattoos and she was a tad bit sweaty.

She wouldn’t let me finger her which sucks for me because feeling the inside of a warm pussy is, if there not much else going on, a pretty surefire way to give me a boner. She wouldn’t let me finger her so I sucked on her tits abit while I jerked my dick to try to get it hard enough to put the condom on. It was awkward, uncomfortable, and moving a bit slow.

I sat on the toilet and jerked my cock hard while feeling on her ass and titties. I managed to get hard enough to put the condom on and then she sucked me for a bit. When I was hard enough, I stood up and tried fucking her from behind. The bathroom was mad small. I was struggling to keep my cock inside her sweaty but tight pussy. I grabbed her fat ass and tried pounding her from behind but all the angles of the room and how we were standing were completely wrong and my dick fell out a few times.

Finally, I bent her over, way over, so her hands were on the toilet lid. I held on to her ass really tight and stuff my dick in her pussy and just pounded away until I shot a load of cum into the condom.

She apologized for the circumstances and I told her straight up, “That was really wack.”

I don’t understand when people volunteer for jobs that they suck at. I left with the quickness and hopped in my car to begin my drive to Jersey.

Driving down the turnpike, I felt like I wanted another adventure so instead of getting off at exit 10 to et on 287, I got off on exit 9 so I could get off.

I drove to New Brunswick and hit Commercial Ave. I hadn’t been there in a while but that’s always been where the street walking hookers are in New Brunswick.

I pulled off Rt 18 onto Commercial Ave and within ten blocks I saw a women… a white woman too. Those are rare. She wasn’t skinny or crackheady either, just a regular, 40 something, kinda thick, mom-looking redhead. I pulled over and she got in the car. She told me that her name was Denise and that she was from Sayreville.

Now, I had this whole fantasy going on in my head on the way to New Brunswick. I wa gonna be staying in a hotel so I imagined that I would find a semi presentable girl (so the front desk wouldn’t think anything weird) and bring her back to the hotel. I imagined that I was gonna tell the girl that I liked knowing that a woman’s pussy was thoroughly used. I was gonna tell her that I like huge, loose, worn, sloppy pussies. I was gonna ask her if she hd a big, loose pussy. I wanted to get a woman to brag to me about how loose her pussy was and I was gonna ask her what the most number of cocks was that she ever had in her vagina in the same day.

Then, if she had admitted to hving a nice, big, sloppy cunt, I was gonna take her to the hotel and take pictures of her big, used snatch.

 I didn’t do any of that though.

Denise from Sayreville (When I was younger, people called it “Slayerville” because it was the home of Bon Jovi and there was a lot of metalheads from there) got in the car and we drove up to a side street.

I ended up just getting a kinda uninspired blowjob while I grabbed on her sexily sloppy fat ass. I came in her mouth and then she sat back and asked if she could bum a smoke. We both lit up and I dropped her back off.

A few minutes later I was at the front desk checking into a Marriott Courtyard. I put my stuff in my room and went to the vending machine and got some cheddar cheese flavored Combos.

I haven’t had Combos in a really long time.

 

Written by mistermore

September 25, 2008 at 10:00 pm

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