"Sugarbabies" / "Arrangements" Amateurs or Not?

[QUOTE=AliasSM; 1418278]I should have known I was in trouble when she texted me the day before the date and asked about money.

This can really be a tough search. I'm back at home, wasted an afternoon taking off work, out over $250 for hotel, dinner and drinks, and still horny as hell. Someone give me some sympathy please.[/QUOTE]There is your indication. In the beginning I always keep myself to what I agreed on during the m&g. Yes I have heard it "my car insurance is due now" (you knew this 6 months ago)"My cell phone bill needs to be paid or I get cut off" (you knew that was dues a month ago)

"I don't want to loose respect for myself" (you can't come up with a better line?).

The moment a SB veers of what we agreed it is "haste la vista baby" NEXT.

The best SB experiences I have had have been with the ones who did it for the fun, not the ones who needed their rent paid, their college tuition paid. One even had a 'bi-period' where for 6 weeks I was greeted upon arrival with."Oh honey. Look what I have in the bedroom for you to enjoy, she is 21"

[QUOTE=AliasSM; 1418278]It's a sad tell when you get your hopes up about a potential SB and then find out that it's just not going to work. I don't know really if this is just another tale of a just college girl with a bad case of GPS, or if I just am too far out of the going price range to realistically land a LT ATF.

This arrangement stated off good enough. A young HCB in he senior year, looking for extra cash, and we seemed to hit it off pretty well on the M&G. I left her a little sugar as I dropped her off at her apartment, we txted back and forth over the next few days, and set up the next meeting at a local nice hotel. I thought we were straight that this date would start off at the bar with a nice drink and early dinner, then we would retire to the room for some private fun. I should have known I was in trouble when she texted me the day before the date and asked about money.

I told her straight up what I was willing to pay for an allowance, and she basically told me no way in hell. That's cool if it would have ended there. I told her that she needed to look elsewhere for the 500 to 600 per meet that she was expecting. But then she texted me back and said since she "liked me so much", she would accept approximately a third of that amount, much more in line with what I originally offered. So I agreed, and like a fool went ahead and rented a nice room and bought a nice bottle of her favorite wine for the main event.

We started off at the hotel lounge for a nice meal and a couple of drinks and the conversation went well for almost 2 hours. When I finally got the check, paid the bill, and directed her up to the room. When we got to the room it was like we had never discussed money at all. She said she would feel cheap doing anything physical for any less than 500 and that she had bills to pay and didn't ant to lose respect for herself. On and on. The upsell almost worked since I had already invested in the room and meal, but she was still asking more than twice what we had last discussed. I finally told her no deal, and took her home. I don't know why, but I gave her a small amount of sugar for the almost 3 hours we spent together and we went our separate ways. (Am I stupid or what?)

This can really be a tough search. I'm back at home, wasted an afternoon taking off work, out over $250 for hotel, dinner and drinks, and still horny as hell. Someone give me some sympathy please.[/QUOTE]Alias, that is a sad, sad story my brother! To have gotten so close, and played things so well, and then be denied! For what it's worth, I think you did the right thing in pulling the plug. All I can say is keep at it. You will find a baby to spoil sooner or later.

Best,

Scott

[QUOTE=SubCmdr; 1417895]Anyway few email exchanges later she writes back that I have a very limited perspective and that I wasted her time by responding and rudely dismisses me.

SubCmdr out.[/QUOTE]I recently had a guy email me a couple of times so I finally responded with a polite,"thank you for the e-mail but you don't match what I'm looking for. Best of luck in your search" He then writes back with "what doesn't match, you need money and I have it." Yes, cause apparently that's all I want from this world (NOPE!) So, I wrote him and told him that I was looking for someone who had at least a graduate degree level of education. And according to his profile hadn't finished undergrad. A not so nice exchange followed for a couple of emails, to which I was accused of being shallow, and a whole host of other names.

That was the first time in awhile I'd had an experience like that. I think both SB's and SD's need to learn how to take rejection a little better. If someone doesn't respond to your email. It's OK, there are a lot of others out there. No need to stalk them, and then be mean when they are honest about why it took you stalking them to respond.

Anyways, I just got in from my date with Memories. Dance lessons were much better this week and it was my allowance date so always a nice night! Tomorrow I head out to see the Doctor and I am VERY excited!

Hope everyone has a very sweet weekend!

Mandy

Alias,

There are going to be some good times and bad times in the search for the ATF SB. Did not sound like she was a woman of her word. And you can't control that. I agree with Scott that you did the right thing. Just like investing in anything sometimes its going to pay off. Other times it is going to be a bust.

I'm certain we have all had our false starts and bad experiences. I had a pot SB where everything was going well. We chatted via email, text and phone. Everything seems straight. Only to drive three hours to find out she had a fake picture and the woman who showed up was young, but obese and unattractive. 15 minutes into the meet and greet we went our separate ways. Six hours+ of time invested in just the meet alone along with the gas and wear and my car. Nothing!

Don't feel too bad my man. We all catch bad breaks.

SubCmdr out-

Welcome to the complex world of wooing money hungry SBs (that's redundant is it not?) Unfortunately many girls are here to take what they can get and give as little as they can. Many clever girls know their power over men and realize that the little head frequently kicks in when exposed to the tempting sights, sounds, and smells of Sugar. Hence the last second upsell. She " knew " that once you were on the verge of scoring you would crumble and pay the meter maid. Kudos to you for allowing the big head to take control and limit your losses. In fairness to the girls, many guys are users and abusers as well. As Scott said, keep plugging away because many of us are living proof that it can be done. Scott has an ATF, I have one going on a year next month.WooHoo! And many of our brothers (and sister) have ongoing success. You have to kiss a lot of frogs to hit the right one.

I'm discussing an arrangement with a pot SB and she says she does not take cash only green dot money packs. I've never heard of such a thing. Who does not like cash? Is this a scam?

SubCmdr Out-

There is a God and he likes me!

After a couple of abortive M&Gs, I finally arranged to meet an 18 year old black spinner after her work.

As her car was broken, she was going to meet me at the Scheetz close by. But then she decided that was too far and gave me the address of the Child Care place she worked! At this point I knew it was not a sting.

I parked at the back of the lot and at 6pm. Out came a cute spinner with a fantastic C cup rack!

Gets in. We chat and laugh. She is VERY relaxed, cute. Certainly only 18! I ask if she want to go get some food. Or just get a room, and she opts for the room. Get a room at the nicer hotel. I was not going to start out in one of those sleezey motels!

We chatted on the bed for about 5 mins before starting to kiss and cuddle, her motor started to hum and I had her top off and was latched onto her nipples with her squirming away in another 5, and and her naked with my fingers doing a dance all over her VERY wet pussy and clit in another 5.

She was moaning and bucking. I slit into mish, and rubbed myself all up and down her pussy, she was dripping. As I started to go in, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, and pleaded with me "not this time". I could feel her virginity against my head. Oh man! I came a little, and at least her pussy has had some cum in it now LOL.

I slid to the side and finished her off with my fingers. She had a blistering orgasm! After a bit she latched onto me and gave what I can only describe as the best BBBJTCWS that I have ever had.

It was RAW teenage hornyness! She knew what she wanted and she got it.

Afterwards we went for dinner, and I dropped her off at her parents house!

Cost was $60 for the room, $160 for her, and 30 for dinner.

I am slammed the next few weeks, but I think an overnight trip is certainly called for a. S. A. P!

She is honest and knows what she wants. A friend of hers has been an SB and turned her onto it for extra cash. However, there is no way she is doing for the $, she is after the sex and is turned on to older men. She is bright, at VCU (freshman) and intelligent.

Oh. And this was from SA!

Happy Fishing.

GW

Gentlemen and gentlewoman,

Before I begin to relate my afternoon with Polo, I want to congratulate Woody on his most excellent adventure. Way to go, my brother! Be sure to take good care of her, and treat her with gentleness and respect, and the efforts, I am certain, will bring huge dividends. Another member of this fraternity and I are constantly marveling at the sexual appetites and energies of these little babies, praise the Lord! You seem to have found a true gem. Lay in a supply of vitamin V and enjoy!

Now, on to my riding lesson, of which I am not entirely sure how to think. We met, as planned, at the Pleasure Dome, and Polo greeted me with what can only be described as a devilish grin.

Polo: "I have an interesting idea for today"

Me:"Ok."

I notice she is not carrying her bag, so I deduce it is not toys. After the appropriate amount of foreplay (actually, is there such a thing as an "appropriate" amount) , she reaches into the pocket of her coat, which is lying on the floor next to the couch, and pulls out two scarves.

Polo: "I'm going to teach you how to spank me."

Me: "Ok."

At this point we are both naked, and Scottie is focused on the prize with rigid attention. I have to admit that I too am eager to mount up and ride, and so for the two of us the prospect of sudden schoolwork is not so attractive, but I know that I am, in fact, her Boy Toy, so do I really have the option to refuse? In any event, Polo gets her way (don't they always?) , and I watch while she pulls a pillow off the bed and lies face down so her hips are on the pillow.

Polo: "Tie my hands together, but not too tight"

Me: "Ok."

She proceeds to squirm herself into the pillow a bit, and extends her arms out in front of her on the bed.

Polo: "Now spank my ass, and then rub it."

Me: "Ok."

Apparently I was not vigorous enough the first couple of whacks, but I soon got the right amount of force going, both lefty and righty, with the correct amount of rubbing afterwards, which she told me later was important. She was encouraging me on vocally as well as visually, and there was a wet spot growing on the pillow underneath her hips. Truthfully, I had no idea about this sort of thing. Intermittently, she would tell me to rub her pussy as well, something I am more familiar and comfortable with, quite frankly. In any event, she suddenly decided enough was enough.

Polo: "I want you inside me when I cum."

Me: "Ok."

So a newly-energized Scotty threw himself into the breach like a true champ, and had barely settled in when we heard the breathy grunts which I have previously described that indicate that Polo has cum.

The riding lesson proceeded more normally from there, and we both departed with promises to get together next week for more instruction. I am sexually crazed for her, frankly, and today was hot in a novel kind of way, but I'm not really into the spanking thing. It's not that Scottie was dozing, but he was not at his most proud. I am happy to do this for Polo, since she so clearly digs it, but I'm not putting on a leather mask, if you know what I mean, and I'm for damn sure not going to surrender my own cheeks for paddling. I went to Catholic school, and had more than enough of that, thank you very much. All it makes me think about is a mannish nun, with a couple of unfortunate warts, holding back her rosary with one hand so she could get a really good back swing with the other. Erotic? NOT!

Take care, my friends, and have a wonderful weekend. I am off tomorrow through Monday, and am looking forward to making a roasted lamb shank and all the fixin's on Sunday.

Don't forget to write,

Scott

[QUOTE=SubCmdr; 1418812]I'm discussing an arrangement with a pot SB and she says she does not take cash only green dot money packs. I've never heard of such a thing. Who does not like cash? Is this a scam?

SubCmdr Out-[/QUOTE]The ole Green Dot card approach. This can be 100% legit, or 100% scam.

The scam version: Baby has you buy the GD card then ask you over the phone for the verification # on the back of the card, just to know you are legit. Well, with that # they can transfer or redeem the entire proceeds on the card. The bank on the fact that you think this is somehow just a verification # and not the card. It works for lots of these theives, unfortunately.

The legit version: Some pros use the GD approach, that somehow it is more safe than cash from the getting busted standpoint. They do not ask for the # over the phone.

So I might suggest that you buy a GD card for kicks, load it with some nominal amount of cash, then if the SB / thief asks you for the # in advance, I would jumble the numbers of a legit set of #'s on the card, and the joke will be on her. Hehe. And of course you can then go out and redeem the GD card on dinner or whatever you wish for yourself. Or save it and give to next legit and deserving SB as a gift.

SB1. I touch base with a 39 year old MILF off of SA. She is from Germany, in the USA for five years and still has just a slight accent. Average body, nice padding where you need it. Meet for coffee. She's fuckable, has pretty eyes and long black hair. I pass her chemistry test. We compare our schedules and make plans. I get the party pad and she's bringing the party favors. And the good part is that I get to unwrap them.

About a week later she shows up at the party pad as scheduled and is dressed casually but has the hair done, the make up nice and has that wonderful new pussy smell about her. She presents the party favors and I unwrap them with great anticipation. Standing there before me is the lovely lady in matching bra and panties. Not bad. Those breasts are like boom; out there. Too bad I'm not a breast man. Really don't have much use for them. The fun part of a woman is from the neck up and the waist down. The periscope goes up. Missile tube one is loaded. And the moisture seeking missile system is locked on target.

Kissing begins, the rest of the clothes come off. She goes down and does not come up for air. The Cmdr has ordered weapons release! I launch into her mouth and she doesn't miss a beat or a drop. It all goes down the hatch. We switch places and the order is given to submerge the ship. Dive, dive, dive. She hits her high note and we both take a rest.

After a short nap together it is on to round two. She dives again; the periscope is up. The Cmdr sets the moisture seeking missile for deep penetration. It is a direct hit from behind. I'm grabbing the hips and pounding away. I intensify the action by grabbing that shoulder length black hair and slapping that ass. She's grabbing the sheets, toes are curling, were both speaking in tongues and having a religious experience. Flip her over and dive in again and we are rocking the boat until weapons release. WOW!

The Cmdr needs a rest. Some cuddling, idle chit chat, longer nap and then I wake up with her in my arms. More kissing and I'm like whoa. Don't think I'm up for round three. She say 'Yes, you are. I'll wake him up. ' She sets the bow planes for dive and and wake up I did. Start to shift for a position change and she says 'no, just lie there'. So, in the face of this direct assault, the Cmdr has no choice to but authorize another weapons release. She surfaces with a smile on her face and my cum running out the sides of her mouth and down her chin. She playfully directs it all back into her mouth and thinking I'm in a porno movie, but this is live and I simply can't believe it. No only that, but I haven't busted three time in a session in years. Damn, strange pussy is the BOMB!

Wow! An amazing performance by old girl. We clean up and go grab a bite to eat. Get back to the room and I am worn out, sexually spent. We hang out and chat a while longer and she decides to head out. I slip the sugar in her back pocket on the goodbye hug. And we make plans to do it again. I get a text saying expressing what a good time she had and wants to get together again.

SubCmdr out

Thank you to all my brothers on this site that responded to my request (and I guess I need to say sisters also since Mandy has joined us). It's good to know that some of you have been there and done that also. I guess after thinking this over for a few days, I should comprise a list of lessons learned:

1. When the old GPS discussion first rears its ugly head, run (don't walk) to the nearest exit, stop responding to texts, cut her off right then and there. Negotiation is not a good idea at this point because she has already shown her hand and you will lose in the long run.

2. Never rent a room in advance unless you have already SUCCESSFULLY been to the FC.

3. Be careful of the young ones (late teens and early twenties). They may be hot as hell, but with all of their opportunities for sex on campus and in their real life, money is even more of a driving factor to play this game.

4. Once you get through the niceties of the M&G, be totally up front with your expectations so there is no doubt where the night is going. I thought I was, but she alleges that she still thought that I understood that our arrangement for the lower dollar amount was only acceptable to her because no sex would be involved.

I'm much better now. Thanks for your kind responses of understanding.

[QUOTE=Varoom; 1419049]The ole Green Dot card approach. This can be 100% legit, or 100% scam.

The scam version: Baby has you buy the GD card then ask you over the phone for the verification # on the back of the card, just to know you are legit. Well, with that # they can transfer or redeem the entire proceeds on the card. The bank on the fact that you think this is somehow just a verification # and not the card. It works for lots of these theives, unfortunately.

The legit version: Some pros use the GD approach, that somehow it is more safe than cash from the getting busted standpoint. They do not ask for the # over the phone.

So I might suggest that you buy a GD card for kicks, load it with some nominal amount of cash, then if the SB / thief asks you for the # in advance, I would jumble the numbers of a legit set of #'s on the card, and the joke will be on her. Hehe. And of course you can then go out and redeem the GD card on dinner or whatever you wish for yourself. Or save it and give to next legit and deserving SB as a gift.[/QUOTE]I am constantly amazed by and grateful for the vast amount of collected wisdom that resides among the brotherhood. I have not yet encountered the Green Dot request, but certainly will keep this in mind if ever I do so. Thanks, Vroom!

Scott

Great job, Sub! Sounds like your skirmish ended well for both sides. Great metaphor.

Keep up the good work, my man.

Scott

Gentleman,

Now, I know I have this, and it's not often that I really plot to use it to my advantage. But, today I have decided to. I'm headed to see THE Doctor and am breaking out of my fairly conservative normal demeanor. And by that, I mean how I dress. If you were to pass me on the street, you'd have no idea that I'm the fun "bad" girl you've always wished for. But, today you would. And as I stepped up the stairs to board the train into the city and revealed a peek of the lacy tops of my stalkings and garter through the slit of my coat, well the guy beside me did and just smiled.

Outwardly, I have on a cute little sweater dress, but the doctor will enjoy the lingerie that's under my dress. It's cold today, so I threw on a pair of cute leg warmers over the stalkings and of course I have a killer pair of heels in my suitcase that I'll put on just before arriving.

I decided to exert my Girl Power today and carefully picked my clothing just in case he had any notion of making this my last trip to see him. I think he'll most certainly be kicking himself for kind of breaking up with me two months ago!

Wish me luck! And yes I just admitted to all of you exactly how deliberate a babies plotting can be. Use your new knowledge for good and shhh, you didn't hear any of this from me.

Hope you all have a fun filled sugar weekend!

Mandy

[QUOTE=SbabyBlog; 1419306]Gentleman,

Now, I know I have this, and it's not often that I really plot to use it to my advantage. But, today I have decided to. I'm headed to see THE Doctor and am breaking out of my fairly conservative normal demeanor. And by that, I mean how I dress. If you were to pass me on the street, you'd have no idea that I'm the fun "bad" girl you've always wished for. But, today you would...[/QUOTE]I hope your Doctor knows he is one lucky guy indeed to have you showing up dressed like that. Hopefully the two of you will have a fun time together and he will figure out he's got a good thing with you.