Story time: So a long time ago before I was a sugar baby I started fucking with this old nigga that I met at work who I knew had a lot of money I thought he’d be a “SD” before I knew what a “SD” was but never got any money out of him because I fucked and started liking him and he was hanging with me and my kid. Well I was about 50 pounds heavier when I dated him. Tonight I randomly sent him photos of my new body and he was like freaking out rushed over to confirm it and everything. I wouldn’t let him in my apartment we just sat in his car and smoked a bowl. “I haven’t smoked since you left, or dated, or had any happiness Boohoo” except he treated me like complete shit! Treated me bad called me fat countless times. But now hes in awww weakened by my beauty y'all he looked like he wanted to die. And a bitch had a slight casual beat for his ass and this Peruvian hair down to my ass. He couldn’t believe I was the same girl. And he won’t believe when I take his money. Because I’m not the same girl! congratulations! you’re a contestant on drain your pockets. He’s taking me shopping on Saturday as a gift for a job well done. He was the meanest man I’ve ever dated so this will be easy. Xoxox –Ursula
It snowed this week. It snowed so much that I missed two days of work. And then it snowed some more, but not enough for us to close again and so basically I didn’t read as much this week (well, I did, but I don’t keep track of it well when I’m not at work) so instead, and in the spirit of Valentine’s/Galentine’s/Palentine’s Day, you get my top 10…
Med school has been trying to end your girl’s life. I’ve been so busy with so much on my plate but I HAD to record an episode this week. I’ve been really missing all the Tumblr fun and this lifestyle. I’ll also be trying to catch up on the asks this week.
This week’s episode focuses on wealth creation:
Different methods and testimonials to help you take charge of your finances and life goals
So what happens when you’re getting a steady allowance and you want to take your sugar money to try and advance yourself in life? Society hates SWers and women who use their body, looks, personality to make money so be prepared for that. I’m in the process of trying to purchase property and have hit some roadblocks with my lender.
Finding out that my whore moneyisn’t good enough to get me approved for a mortgage Now I have to push back my timeline for buying a home while I “make legit money” is probably one of the most frustrating things to happen to me lately. I’m just fortunate enough to have parents that support me and will help legitimize my money. Do y’all want me to document this homebuying process? I feel like this may be a common problem SBs and other SWers may face when trying to get loans, mortgages, etc.
The allowance and/or camming money can be saved and used for down payments but you’ll still need a “legit” job with a steady paycheck coming in every month to get a bank approval. After talking with my lender, I learned that even having a steady income from camming isn’t good enough to get a mortgage approval unless you’ve been doing it for a year and even still it’s considered freelance money so lenders are less likely to feel comfortable approving you for a loan So my suggestion is have a “normal” job in addition to SW money always.
If it’s hourly you’ll need to have the job for 1 year.
If it’s salaried then at least 6 months.
I used to have a legit job with a boss I hated but when covid hit I took the opportunity to leave and channel my inner whore to make money at my leisure which was so great and easy for me to balance school with.
It’s so frustrating that in 2021 women can’t do what the fuck they want or have to explain why they’re doing what they want with their own life and body. The upside to all this is that I’ll have a lot more money saved for a bigger down payment and better mortgage loan rates when it comes time to fill the application. Trying to stay the course and keep positive while the Universe works her magick in my life.
This episode features Koko, a former SB current hypergamous dater, businesswoman, property owner, leveled up boss bitch. She’s joining us this week to talk about the best cities to freestyle and meet wealthy men. We’ll be recounting some experiences as well as a bonus Q&A.
Sugaring, classes, work, and just life in general can get exhausting. Mental health is critical for manifesting and creating a life you love living. Join me while we go through some self care and wellness strategies:
Affirmations
Mindfulness activities
How to create and incorporate a self-care routine
Pro tip: subscribe to luxury magazines for more visual vibe enhancement. My favorites are Veranada, House Beautiful, AD (Architectural Digest), and Elle Decor
The worst is when you can kinda feel your sugar daddy falling in love. Last time I checked I don’t have an account on eharmony. I’m the girl you occasionally spoil I’m not your girl. Run that check tho
Changing it up because they’re steel cut oats instead of rolled - which retain more fiber and protein because they’re not steamed and rolled out.
A friend was telling me that your brain only has the capacity to make a certain amount of decisions during the day before getting “tired.” So the less decisions you make in the morning about what you’re going to eat, what you’re going to wear, how you’re going to do your hair, etc., the better. I guess you can consider my brain primed for the entire day because I haven’t made a decision about food in about a month. Oatmeal it is and always will be.
Relationship: Sebastian Stan x black plus sized/requested reader
I don’t even know how the guys got me out here to a strip club. First I’m reading over lines for this new movie them all of a sudden I’m here watching life size Barbie dolls dance and shake their ass.
I knock back another lemon drop shot just praying that we leave soon. “Seb what’s your issue man? Lighten up” Anthony says
“Yea you’ve been sulking all night” Robert points out. I roll my eyes and cross my ankle over my knee knocking back a third lemon drop shot. I start feeling the liquor hit my system and the lights go out. The song partition by Beyoncé plays in the background.
“Alright everyone” the invisible MC speaks softly “next to the stage is Brown Sugar”
“Let’s go baby” anthony grabs my shoulders shaking me and I smile sitting back and slouching. I open my legs and cross my arms and I see a spotlight turn onto a chaise chair. A silhouette of a woman with big curls pushed up into into a high ponytail walks out. She has long nails, long legs but her thighs are thick. She had a curvy body a dip right above her hips leading into her luscious rotund chest. She looks naked. The curve of her ass has my mouth dry and my dick getting hard.
She starts at the bigger spherical end of the chair leaning forward embracing it. I can already hear her moans as if I were back there fucking her the way she is right now. She pulls her legs up in a planking position moving her arms down to the smaller end of the chair. Her chins and ankles move up as she extends her ass in the air arching her back. Her curls dangle in the spotlight. Who is this girl?
In a swift motion she spreads her legs swooping down in a rapid motion pulling on knee up to her chest and the other out.
I am mesmerized and hard to say the least. She arches her back off the seat and uses her heel to push herself up extending her arms and pulling out her ponytail letting her curls fall loose in the mid air. She moves upward sitting on the chair and throwing her hair back.
She gets off the chair and the background creating her silhouette is lifted and that’s when I see her. Curly blonde hair, terra colored skin, perfect natural breasts covered by a shimmery bra and a barely there thong exposing her entire ass. I’ve somehow managed to become harder as she stands there on the pole doing flips and tricks. My bottom lip is pulled between my teeth watching her move (gif up top). I watch her intently.
She comes out into the crowd and spots me. She gets on her knees crawling towards me placing her hands on my knees. Is this real? This isn’t real. Anthony and Robert cheer me on as she snakes forward our face and lips inches apart and she straddled my lap grinding against my throbbing cock. She turns around shaking her ass on my lap and I watch it bounce. I don’t wanna distract her by touching it without her permission.
“I like you” she speaks. My hands are at her hips unconsciously as she grinds on me kissing my neck. “What’s your name baby?”
“Sebastian” I moan
“I don’t usually do this but meet me in room A soon as I leave the stage”
“Ok” she stands up and kisses my cheek before getting back on stage and leaving. I stand up and the boys smirk at me.
“Aren’t you glad you came?”
“Shut up. I’ll be back” I leave hastily seeing the different colored rooms. Room A is a devil red color and I walk in and sit down.
I wait for only a minute before Brown Sugar walks in with a smirk “early. I like that”
“You were great on stage” I nod rubbing my thighs unconsciously
“Thanks” she smiles. She sits on my lap lifting my chin giving me a soft kiss on the lips.
“Oh this is for you for the performance I forgot to give it to you” I hand her 2 100 dollar bills and she smiles putting it in her bra. She wraps her legs around my waist kissing me harder this time.
We just sit there making out as she grinds on my hard-on. I almost came when she aw as grinding on me and she kissed my neck.
“Brown Sugar. You’re up next” A man outside calls. She stops and looks at me.
“I’ve gotta go” she stands up and I shield myself
“Wait can I get your number?”
She grabs a marker and writes her number on my arm “I’ll be waiting” she strides out of the room and I sigh raking my hands through my hair. I need to see her again.
I don’t want to spend too much time on this “hot” topic. So here are my thoughts on the mixed fishing phenomena…
1. I’ve noticed that average looking non-richly melanated women, who dont meet the conventional beauty standards i.e. slim, blonde and white, tend to partake in mixed-fishing shenanigans. In an attempt to appear more “desirable”, they use cosmetics, non-invasive/invasive surgery to alter their natural average features with hopes of looking : racially ambiguous, exotic, or of mixed heritage… because in “urban” culture such looks are considered beautiful.
2. If you are blessed to be an offspring of two Black parents, you shouldn’t feel offended or disappointed by this nonsense, because these white women aren’t contributing to our dehumanisation or erasure. If anything, their actions are negatively impacting mixed women.
3. Accordingly, Black women I urge you to put down your capes, and let mixed women and the ignorant self hating black men (who worship white/mixed women) fight this battle…it isn’t any of our beautiful black business.
Stable loving families are the bedrock of any society. Let’s celebrate and encourage more people to enter/start good-quality relationships, partnerships, marriages etc.
I pray that every single Black woman finds genuine love, peace and comfort with their destined life partner (Amin Ase ❤️)
