Grew up in a small town. In high school I was on the football squad, had friends, was a bigger guy, but not weighty. i was naturally shy when it came to women so I was a Virgin all through HS.Fall 2005 I move to a mid-size town for college. Still naturally shy when it came to adult female. All of first-year twelvemonth I remained a virgin. Lame, I known. What variety of guy ca n't get laid in college.

One night sophomore yr I decided it was time to fall behind the V-Card, and I decided it the only when guarantee way was with a hooker. Just riding around with supporter night before I form of had an theme of where there may be hookers. I ride around town looking for street girl. My idea of what I would find was based off Pretty woman and HBO specials, women walking around half naked. After 2 nights of no portion i do some research and observe out that 's not how it is. After inquiry I had a beneficial melodic theme of where to look, and I was right. I discovered this website that gives you crest for those who are into and beginning in the earthly concern of chasing hookers.Night 1. I drive to the area and Im anxious as sin. I see a woman walking, I stop, roll the window down and she asked `` if i could lend her $ 2 ''. I ask her how bad she wants it. she told me to fuck off. No fate that night.

night 2. I ride back out to that area and there 's at least 5 hookers out walking. My tool gets rock toilsome. I 'm finally going to get to see what puss feels like. I pick up this dirty blonde. She ask what i want, I say pussy. She tells me that she just had a baby and she can only pay heading. I pass. At this time I had no hint how fucked up the lives of these girls are. She tells me that she 's great at head and is basically begging me. I drop her off and as i 'm doing it i see 2 copper ride by. I get scared as hell. All i could think about that is the undercover pang I saw on the tv show cops and I call it a Night and take it back to my flat. I 'm disappointed, but I know now where they are.

Nox 3. I ride back out to the area and it 's a ghost town. I would learn later that this happens. Some Night they are everywhere, some Night they are no where to be found. I ride around for about an hour ( gas was cheaper back then ). At this tip, even though I have n't had any luck I 'm loving the quiver of the hunting. I finally see one but she 's walking with a beau, which is a no-no, so I give up.

dark 4. was pretty much like night 3. No luck. I saw a duet, but I was always too late. Some other guy was picking them up. I ride around figuring that they would be dropped of sometime soon. Did n't happen. Ghost town once again. I did n't think it would be this hard. But i never gave up. I knew sooner or later I would get favourable. I get back and my roommates are starting to get funny where i 'm going every Nox. At this point all I could reckon about is Night clock time coming and hitting the saunter.

Night 5. IT HAPPENS I ride out to that area and they are everywhere. I had a tactile sensation this would be my night. I circle around a few prison term just to scout the area. Since there were so many I wanted to constitute sure is was n't a police force sting. I roll up and blockade to one girl and its the one who just had a baby. No go. I realize i had n't went to the ATM or bought condoms. The police had just rode through the stroll so it was the stark time to do both. I get back to amble and I see this blond in short boxershorts walking back and Forth River. I slow down as i pass her so she knows i 'm interest and pull into this parking lot. As she 's walking up I notice she has like a twitching. I almost pull off, but I 'm horny as hell and was not going to let some twitching interfere.

She 's not the good looking woman, but her body is decent. I could distinguish that she was a drug addict ( at that prison term i was n't aware most were ). I asked if she needed a ride, she hopped in.I 'm nervous and excited at the same time. She asked if i was a cop. I said no. I asked her the Sami, she pulled her shirt up said no, told me to grab her tits, and she grabbed my dick. She asked what i want, i said pussy. She said $ 20. I thought she would have a elbow room but she did n't. We go to this spinal column road, she gets out and hops on my trunk missionary style and cattle farm eagle. I 'm thinking is she serious ? Even though it 's 12 midnight a car could come at any time. I start fucking her and her kitty-cat is wet as hell.Yes, I had on a safety but that 's just how wet it was. She 's moaning all loud, and I tell he she does n't ingest to manipulate it. She replies you ca n't falsify a wet pussy. I fuck until I come and drop her back off. foreign mission accomplished. It 's the best pussy I 've had in my life. Sounds crazy and lame that the salutary pussy I 've ever had is from a fracture addicted slattern, but it 's admittedly. i happen to nibble her up again a few months later and the pussy was still wet as hell.

And that is how I got introduced to the existence of street hookers. i can pretty lots position any area where there is action now. I 've been hooked ever since. I 've probably picked up 50-70 hookers since then. It 's something about the thrill of the William Holman Hunt and the fact that it 's taboo .