Philly Sugar

[QUOTE=CIPSoGood;4268999]These women often work at Target or Sizzler. I highly doubt the Human Resources Dept of these businesses sent $100 via Venmo or Paypal to their bank accounts before they were interviewed for the cashier or waitress job.

The sugar daddy is the Target or Sizzler. The sugar baby is the cashier or waitress. It really is as simple as that.[/QUOTE]This is a market like any other. Price clears the transaction between the buyer and the seller. If some saps are willing to give a girl money just to meet then that becomes the going rate for that girl. There is no blame to be had either way. I would never pay a girl up front but if I were a girl who could get paid just to meet someone I certainly would.

But it really is not so simple as taking the position that the SD holds all the power because he is the payer. SBs typically choose a SD for more reasons than just money. Most need to be charmed. It isn't like an escort or a UTR and certainly nothing like hiring an employee for a business. So a M&G isn't about a SD "interviewing" a SB. It is more like a first date with financial negotiation for the conclusion. She is young; you are older. It is not a match that would normally occur without money to grease the skids. But the SD needs game as well as money to make it work.

Cute. Lithe. Curious. Energetic. Submissive. Eager to please. Fucks like a bunny. Awesome DT and rim action. Begs for it up the ass. Loves to have her puffy soft nipples pinched, stretched and bitten and her pretty pink pussy licked and sucked. High pitched squeaks when she cums, which is a LOT. This one has been top of the batting order for a while.

Life IS good my brothers.

[QUOTE=PartyTimeGuy;4281133]Cute. Lithe. Curious. Energetic. Submissive. Eager to please. Fucks like a bunny. Awesome DT and rim action. Begs for it up the ass. Loves to have her puffy soft nipples pinched, stretched and bitten and her pretty pink pussy licked and sucked. High pitched squeaks when she cums, which is a LOT. This one has been top of the batting order for a while.

Life IS good my brothers.[/QUOTE]Well done, A++!

Every time I post pics of a SB I get a flood of PMs asking me to 'share' her or someone like her or asking advice on how to get one like her.

About "sharing:" SBs are not like SWs, UTRs or escorts. They are not generally available to just anyone who has enough dough. Even if they were, I am a SD, not a pimp.

How to get a SB? One way is on sugar sites, but there are many problems associated with that. It's not as simple as contacting a girl who advertises there and then meet for sex. While there are many UTRs on sugar sites who are available to just about anyone who asks, most are way overpriced and / or looking for suckers to scam. If you find a legitimate SB on a sugar site they are likely flooded with propositions so you have to break through the noise and there is an art to that. If you are having problems doing that there is a ton of good free advice on all the SB blogs in this forum. Assuming you get good at setting up M&Gs with genuine SBs, you need to master recruiting them when you meet in person. There is also a ton of free advice on that in this forum. Then there are numerous issues regarding keeping the relationship secret from SOs and avoiding the inevitable problems in maintaining a SD / SB relationship. There is a ton of free good advice on that in this forum as well.

In short, there is no lack of good free advice on the subject of SB recruiting from sugar sites, keeping secrecy and maintaining a SB relationship. It requires some time and research on your part but the information on the subject is overwhelming. Having said all that, I have found sugar sites not to be the ideal place for me to recruit SBs and I have provided a ton of free advice in my posts on my approach in that regard. Again, it requires some research on your part to read this information and a desire to invest the time and effort necessary to recruit a good SB.

Finally, SB recruiting isn't for everyone. It is an expensive and time consuming hobby. You need to be prepared to spend about 200 to 300 per tryst, not to mention the cost of hotel rooms, dinners, and presents. If you plan to do this weekly you need a budget of at least 25 k a year. My SB budget is considerably more than this because I have 6 to 7 SBs in my rotation at any given time and I see them as frequently as possible. A further complication to all this is that most SBs choose to be with a particular SD for more reasons than money alone. So even if you have the money and the time, you have to woo your SBs. While it is not necessary that you be fit and handsome that wouldn't hurt. Since I am neither of those things I need to have game. Fortunately for me I have plenty of that. If you had trouble getting girls in HS or college or when you were young and single then recruiting SBs will be an uphill battle, even if you have the time, the patience and the money.

If you have time, money and game you will be well equipped to play in the SB pool. I have played in all the other pools: SWs, UTRs and escorts and they are fun as well, and I still do that occasionally, but I will have to say that the SB pool is the sweetest and most satisfying of them all.

I love to role play, but so very few women are really good at it. They are usually terrible actresses and there is no suspension of disbelief. However, every now and then you come across one who is a great actress and loves to play a role. While this can be a lot of fun behind closed doors, I have found it immensely more fun to do in public.

My absolute favorite role play in public is what I call "The Bar Pickup. " One could actually do this anywhere in public but I have preferred to do it in bars, particularly upscale bars. There is just something about that atmosphere from which I derive pleasure. The basics of this role play are relatively well known: meet your wife or gf at a bar and pretend to "hook up. " But my particular twist on it with SBs has been great fun.

Picture this: an urban upscale bar at happy hour. Young arrogant successful men and women in suits and business attire loudly winding down after a long day of trading stocks and bonds, getting a large account or winning a big case. You walk in. Considerably older and grayer than almost all of them. Less attractive. Casually dressed. Very much seemingly out of place. You sit at a far corner of the bar near a conversing group of yuppies, hopefully both men and women. You attempt to enter the conversation. They typically ignore you as if you belong in the run down gin mill 3 blocks away. 10 minutes pass. In walks a stunning young hottie dressed to kill. Slit up her skirt to never never land, low cut cleavage, 6 inch "fuck me" pumps, and a swagger to let everyone know she is quite aware she is now the most fetching chickie in the bar. She sits down alone at the opposite end of the bar. All the men in bar notice her. The women too. One of the yuppies in the conversation from which you have been snubbed makes a comment something like "Yowza!" The rest laugh nervously. You turn to the group and say boldly, "I bet I can get her to leave this place with me. " Laughter erupts. The women smirk. You continue: "I am willing to put my money where my mouth is. My 20 bucks against 20 from each of you that I can do it in 10 minutes. " Whether they accept the bet or not is immaterial. The objective is not to con them. If they pony up for the bet you are leaving the bar without their money anyway as a grand conquering gesture.

You motion to the barkeep to send a drink to the young lady. When he / she offers the drink to her she looks down the bar at you, then shakes her head and refuses the drink. Guffaws from the yuppie group. You ask the barkeep to do it again and in several tries get the same result: refusal of the drink. She continues to look straight ahead, sipping the drink she has ordered for herself. You continue to order drinks for her until the barkeep finally shrugs his / her shoulders as if to say "The lady doesn't want your drink offer, buddy. " If there were any cynical yuppies in your conversation group who were feeling this was a setup, they are now convinced it is for real and are now quite prepared to be entertained at your expense. Several of the guys are thinking about showing you how it's done and the girls are envious they can't be her and have the attention of the whole bar.

I walk down to where she is seated and as I pass her my obviously outstretched index finger softly runs across her back. She shivers it off as if to shed something terrible, straightens her posture and looks dead ahead, ignoring me completely. More guffaws from the yuppies. I walk back in the other direction and make the same gesture. Total indifference from her as the yuppies are stifling their laughter. I pass a third time and whisper something in her ear. She looks straight ahead as if nothing happened. I whisper again and she straightens her body, slightly lifting it off the seat and cocks her head slightly as if to indicate "Hmmm, that was interesting. " I lean forward and whisper again and she struggles to stifle a giggle as if it was very funny but she doesn't want to let on that it was. I whisper again. A broad smile crosses her face. She tilts her head back to look at me and leans back a bit as if to catch the next whisper. I deliver another whisper and she laughs out loud, covering her mouth in surprise, and she swivels around to face me with a look of intrigue and delight. I whisper again and she slides towards me, legs spreading and clasping me on both hips. My hand slips up her dress as she inches forward to it like she wants my fingers in her pussy right then and there. My hand cups her breast on the side away from the leering crowd. She is arching her back and lets out a slight moan. The yuppies are staring intently, flabbergasted and with dropping jaws. I can see the very surprised looks on their faces and furrowing brows as if to say "What the HELL is he whispering to her?" She places her arms around my neck and pulls me closer to her. The yuppies can't see my hands but one is obviously up her dress and pressed right into her crotch and the other is feeling her up. She is wiggling as if to get better position on my hands and fingers. My lips are an inch from hers and she is leaning in for a kiss, but my face retreats just enough to deny her my lips. Our faces are inches apart. My hand moves from her breast to grab the back of her hair and I yank it firmly upward as she sighs out loud. Her mouth is wide open and letting out little gasps as my hands control her hair and crotch as if she were my erotic play toy. She collapses against me in total surrender. I loosen my grasp on her hair, pull my hand out of her skirt and whisper to her once more. She lets out a wicked laugh and, pops off the bar stool as her skirt slides up to reveal she is wearing no panties. She grabs her purse and smooths her hair. I take a collar and leash out of my pocket and place the collar around her neck. I lead her by the leash to the door. She has a big grin and sways her hips with every step like she is dancing. The yuppies are all in total shock and disbelief. We stop at the door. She turns and blows a kiss at the crowd as we depart the bar.

Now the best part: we are in bed later and I am deep inside her. My mouth is next to her ear. I remind her of the bar pickup. We share the fantasy. We both can picture the bar: what it looks like, smells like, the sounds, the looks on the yuppies' faces as we did our role play. It feels real and not imaginary because we both lived it; we experienced it together. I tweak the role play, make her go the men's room, make her lean against the sink, pull up her dress, allow every guy in the bar who wants to have his way with her. Or sit her on the bar and spread her legs for one girl to lick her ass while the other licks and sucks her pussy. Or, kneel in front of every guy at the bar blowing each one in turn as everyone watches. You get the picture. The permutations are infinite. It seems real and intense and not just a creation of the mind.

I have done several other public role plays but this particular one is my favorite. I have done it about 20 times now. It is a very rich fantasy role play for me and all my SB partners who have done it with me and we can instantly mentally recall the role play situation in any sensual/sexual situation with endless fantasy variations to spice up the activity. Cocks and pussies and mouths and tongues and hands and fingers are all useful in the sexual symphony but the conductor and most powerful sex organ of all is truly the mind.

[QUOTE=PartyTimeGuy;4258780]Pretty. Bright brown eyes. Silken hair. Creamy soft skin. Great bod. Big puffy suckable nips. Sassy. Daring and adventurous. Desperate to please. Daddy issues. Tight pussy. Loves it up the ass. Rims like a champ. Vocally multi-orgasmic. A squirter. You probably couldn't build too many women from scratch with better specifications, and especially not a college-aged SB. This one is definitely one of my ATFs. She will coyly smile as she makes an explosive sound with her lips off my cock like it is a lollipop, lick me sloppily up and down, and give me that come hither look as she coos, "I want Daddy to fuck me REALLY hard. Baby needs Daddy's big cock. Pretty please?" Then she DTs me to the hilt with those big liquid eyes staring up at me as her tongue swirls and flutters. It is all I can do not to pop right then and there. But delaying gets me quite ready to fuck her brains out in every imaginable position as she squeals in delight while begging me to do it harder and faster.

Life IS very good my brothers.[/QUOTE]Can you PM with her number?

[QUOTE=Yogi9050;4284383]Can you PM with her number?[/QUOTE]Not trying to be difficult, but you need to re-read my latest post on this subject: [URL]http://www.usasexguide.nl/forum/showthread.php?23844-Philly-Sugar&p=4281513&viewfull=1#post4281513[/URL]

I really liked this little party dress. Couldn't wait to get her to the room, lift up that dress, pull down her panties and fuck her up against the wall. Then I was ready for a long and more paced evening of pleasure.

[QUOTE=PartyTimeGuy;4288608]I really liked this little party dress. Couldn't wait to get her to the room, lift up that dress, pull down her panties and fuck her up against the wall. Then I was ready for a long and more paced evening of pleasure.[/QUOTE]You got yourself a sweet little doll there buddy. Enjoy.

Intelligence is usually not something we necessarily seek in a SB. But when we find it, smarts can be quite intriguing. It leads to imagination and interesting conversation, which can be more prized when one is meeting frequently with a woman. The sex is more varied and far less predictable. And when sensual imagination crosses the line to the dark side, the fantasies can be very stimulating indeed. A girl who is submissive and kinky not because she is a doormat and weak but rather because she is willfully resourceful, canny and strong and chooses to submit: that is an intoxication that is rare indeed.

Here is a taste. The taste is tame, but it portends a five course meal that satisfies in every way. Soup, salad, appetizer, entree and dessert to follow.

[URL]https://www.seeking.com/member/b54633ce-dccf-4073-8358-cfddf21fa83d[/URL]

Claims to be a 2001 baby, DTF, and "loves to please men" (her words). This is her 2nd account -- she said deleted the 1st one (under the username [B]rosabby[/B], note the different spelling) because she was overwhelmed by the number of messages she had received (over 400). We set up a meeting for today, but surprise, surprise, she ghosted. Avoid.

She has worn some great outfits to a party but this was a real head turner. Arm candy to the max. Lots of swivel headed males and jealous dates with wrinkled up noses. There is just something about a woman in a short skirt that turns me on, especially when she has great legs and a killer ass. Sweet and demure but those tats screamed NAUGHTY. No preliminaries for the first round at the hotel. Bend over the desk. Lift skirt. Pull panties aside. Pound to completion. Tension relieved. Take time enjoying her the rest of the night.

Life IS good my brothers.

Every now and then I find it very therapeutic to stop for a moment, take a breath, and reflect on this interesting hobby of ours.

I posted this recently in the special interests section as a reply to a post about this subject that I found to be very thoughtful. [URL]http://www.usasexguide.nl/forum/showthread.php?4228-Sexual-Addiction-Reports&p=4294827#post4294827[/URL].

I promised you a five course meal. We already had the [I]amuse gruele[/I], the starter taste that ideally excites and prepares the palate for the meal to come in an unmistakable but playful way. (The [I]amuse[/I] is not normally counted as a course. }.

Following the [I]amuse[/I] is usually the soup course. A good soup dish or first course expands upon the [I]amuse[/I] and brings a new layer into the composition. The soup prepares the diner for the hot courses to come.

Enjoying the meal? The best is yet to come, so to speak.

She looked like a hot country girl. Shorts definitely showed off her outstanding ass and legs. Plenty of male eyeballing and raised female eyebrows. It made nailing her at the hotel afterwards that much more exciting and satisfying.

Life IS good my brothers.