It all started this morning when I woke up in a funny mood. I thought about checking the local directory for a girl but decided to try my luck with a street walker instead. In Copenhagen, there are a few known areas, though the number of girls is limited. Many haven’t seen a shower in days—but it’s manageable if you do it right.
I called my usual cab driver, a former hobbyist who lived in Southeast Asia for over two years and knows the game well. I told him we’d take a “round-trip” through inner Copenhagen to look for street walkers. They’re usually only out after 10 PM, so nothing was guaranteed.
We drove around for 30 minutes, hitting four known streets, and saw just over 5 girls—not great odds. Just when we were about to call it, we spotted one standing on a quiet side street—white Guess bag, pink Guess shirt, short faux fur coat because it was a chill day. We both nodded: “That’s the one.”
We pulled up, and my driver rolled down the window. She walked over, smiling: “Hi baby…” in a sexy Eastern European accent.
“How much?” he asked.
“$100 for you baby, anything you like.”
My mind was already racing. We picked her up and headed to a nearby hotel I had just booked—luckily a self-check-in place, no receptionist.
She smelled surprisingly good—nice perfume, not your typical street walker. I asked her to shower, and she gladly did. She took her time—25 minutes—and came out freshly made up.
When she dropped her towel, I saw she had small but well-placed.. B-cups I would say. I leaned in to DFK—she joined in. We slowly moved to the bed, still passionately kissing. She could feel it getting hard, unzipped me, and pulled down my boxers.
“Wow, very big…” she giggled. That’s what I love about Viagra—it adds size and girth, no doubt.
“Ohh, silly boy…” she said, climbing back up to kiss me. The DFK went on forever. She kissed my stomach all the way down to my dick and started sucking the tip.
I grabbed her head and guided her down fully, first slowly then more hardcore. She took it like a good girl—again and again.. and then again for good measure. That went on for a minute or two. The saliva was FLOWING.
After that, I went down on her, then we DFK’ed again—felt almost like a honeymoon. She rolled the condom on with her mouth—very skilled—and we went through every major position: doggy, cowgirl, missionary. After 5–6 minutes, I took off the condom and she sucked me off to completion—she swallowed too.
We lay there with her on top, still kissing. After a break and some small talk, we went for round two. Finished again in the same way as the first round, then just lay hand-in-hand for a while. I could’ve stayed all day, maybe even gone for round three, but we both agreed to end it there.
We spent a little over 2 hours together. I gave her $400, and she was happy. We kissed goodbye in the room, and that was that.
What a day. At least now I know where to find her again.
If I had to pinpoint what pornstar she came closest to looking like, it would be Gina Gerson. Only with slight prettier teeth.
I called my usual cab driver, a former hobbyist who lived in Southeast Asia for over two years and knows the game well. I told him we’d take a “round-trip” through inner Copenhagen to look for street walkers. They’re usually only out after 10 PM, so nothing was guaranteed.
We drove around for 30 minutes, hitting four known streets, and saw just over 5 girls—not great odds. Just when we were about to call it, we spotted one standing on a quiet side street—white Guess bag, pink Guess shirt, short faux fur coat because it was a chill day. We both nodded: “That’s the one.”
We pulled up, and my driver rolled down the window. She walked over, smiling: “Hi baby…” in a sexy Eastern European accent.
“How much?” he asked.
“$100 for you baby, anything you like.”
My mind was already racing. We picked her up and headed to a nearby hotel I had just booked—luckily a self-check-in place, no receptionist.
She smelled surprisingly good—nice perfume, not your typical street walker. I asked her to shower, and she gladly did. She took her time—25 minutes—and came out freshly made up.
When she dropped her towel, I saw she had small but well-placed.. B-cups I would say. I leaned in to DFK—she joined in. We slowly moved to the bed, still passionately kissing. She could feel it getting hard, unzipped me, and pulled down my boxers.
“Wow, very big…” she giggled. That’s what I love about Viagra—it adds size and girth, no doubt.
“Ohh, silly boy…” she said, climbing back up to kiss me. The DFK went on forever. She kissed my stomach all the way down to my dick and started sucking the tip.
I grabbed her head and guided her down fully, first slowly then more hardcore. She took it like a good girl—again and again.. and then again for good measure. That went on for a minute or two. The saliva was FLOWING.
After that, I went down on her, then we DFK’ed again—felt almost like a honeymoon. She rolled the condom on with her mouth—very skilled—and we went through every major position: doggy, cowgirl, missionary. After 5–6 minutes, I took off the condom and she sucked me off to completion—she swallowed too.
We lay there with her on top, still kissing. After a break and some small talk, we went for round two. Finished again in the same way as the first round, then just lay hand-in-hand for a while. I could’ve stayed all day, maybe even gone for round three, but we both agreed to end it there.
We spent a little over 2 hours together. I gave her $400, and she was happy. We kissed goodbye in the room, and that was that.
What a day. At least now I know where to find her again.
If I had to pinpoint what pornstar she came closest to looking like, it would be Gina Gerson. Only with slight prettier teeth.
