Showing posts with label sugar daddy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sugar daddy. Show all posts

Thursday, February 16, 2012

What These Bitches Want From a Nigga? (What @itsmscoco2u says)


Well I guess that depends on who you ask. As for me it depends on which day you ask me. I will admit to being one of those Women who really doesn’t know what she wants. I like to attribute my indecisiveness to being a Gemini. Helps me feel better about it. Part of me wants a Rich man with a Big Penis and a Monster tongue to travel around the world with Eating, Drinking, watching strippers and having sweaty sex in wild places. I want him to blow my mind, body and soul. I want to fuck on the beach, dine at the RITZ and bathe in Champagne. I want someone who can take me places even my imagination hasn’t dreamed up yet. Someone who brings all the naughty out of me. Rock my world….  Then take his ass right back home until I summon his presence again.

Another part of me wants a strong, loving, dependable Southern Man to come home to everyday. I want a man who makes me feel secure in giving all my love only to him. A man who takes out the garbage and mows the lawn on the little piece of property we saved up to buy. A man who’s idea of a night out consist of Drinking with his friends and playing poker. A man who forgets occasionally that he still has to date me, but never forgets my birthday or our anniversary. A man who loves his Mama and fears God. I want a Man who calls me on my bullshit and caresses away my pain. I want to come home to a man who knows how to fix the kitchen sink and is willing to clean out the gutters. A man who I can put a 3 piece suit on and the outside world would never guess his past. A man willing to love me despite mine…

So… to answer the Trillion Dollar question: What these Bitches want from a Nigga?

EVERYTHING!

brought to you by @itsmscoco2u 

Monday, January 30, 2012

Life As A Mistress (Right or Wrong)


Life as a Mistress (Right or Wrong) – A post written from the point of view of “the other woman” infidelity is always a relevant topic but we never really hear from the person who is being cheated with. How it started, why it started, why she continues. Perks , benefits pros and cons…. So on  and so on


I’m not sure what part of my stroll screams “HI I’m MORALLY CORRUPT” but apparently men all over the world feel as though they can share their infidelities with me.


HOW IT STARTED: I met a guy through a mutual business associate. We started out with a strictly business relationship but with time it evolved. We’d share our sexual exploits with one another and begin to plan a time when we would rendezvous together. I already knew he had other Women in his life, but I figured it was nothing serious for this Play Boy. 


I must admit I was attracted to his status and financial capabilities. It was nearly a year before we were even in the same city together. Once we were on… there was no turning us off. There were flights to different cities, various hotel rooms, clubs, dinners, drinks all ending in hot sweaty enjoyable sex. He took me places physically and sexually that I had only dreamed of.  For a Single Woman in her 20’s this was the life. 


I began to hear through the grapevine that he was engaged and eventually I heard he was expecting a child, BOTH of which he vehemently denied. So I continued our little affair, pretending to believe a lie. Eventually he admitted the Woman was indeed carrying his child and they shared a home together but assured me he had no plans on marrying her. He would tell me how much he always missed me when he was away from me and how I blew his mind sexually. And all of this turned me on! I loved the taboo in it all! It made life exciting. And best of all, left my heart fully protected. I had NO INTENTIONS on loving this man. I knew my roll and I was comfortable in it… I had become “the Mistress.” I was the Woman on his mind when he woke up and when he went to bed at night. I would send him sexy pictures knowing full well he was probably sitting at the table with his family… he liked it and I loved it. I was the thing that kept him sane.
 The ONE WOMAN in his life guaranteed to not increase his stress levels. That is a powerful position to hold in a man’s life. Not only am I the Pussy he wants but I’m the pussy that comes with no strings. We have developed the BEST MUTUALLY GRATIFYING relationship a Man and Woman can hope to have. I give him mind (and body) blowing sex. I make him feel young and sought after all over again. He provides a situation that allows me to travel, live comfortably all while building my career. Not to mention orgasm! Do I feel bad about it? Hell No. As far as I’m concerned I’m doing a public service. I keep him happy, sane and at home (when he’s not with me). His Wifey should send me a Christmas Card.