I'm a discreet naughty sugar baby, yes a sugar baby, who enjoys reading and writing about naughtiness. To let you know...I will not post my real pic on here....but will give you a close resemblance of me. I'm not into chat unless I feel there could be a connection with your writing or general conversation. So that said, I don't just take anyone as a friend. If you're interested in me, write me, don't just friend request me. I'm usually an open book but there are things I keep secret.Want to know more about me?Hmm....well, I'm an average built (40, 32, 42) with DD's, tan, bisexual, 5 foot 6 spit fire. I have a booty somewhat like J-lo but I'm built like Jennifer Hudson. I have killer green eyes and usually have dark auburn hair with high lights. I am a jack of all trades and a master of few. I've been a stripper at a young age for a summer away with friends from school....best summer of my life. I'm a part time bartender at a gentleman's club who only works when I'm needed or for special events. I have a couple of daddies who I enjoy to spend time with. Lush has become my outlet.I don't have a fetish for my father, he's never done anything to me when I was a child, nor did anyone else. I grew up in a strict home enforced that sex was the devils doing. I just enjoy calling the right man Daddy, that's all.I'm divorced....twice. Had my heart stomped on too many times and have chose to become a sugar baby. Dealing with that, I can handle not getting attached and getting hurt again. (not sure of this anymore) Love is a complicated mess......lust isn't. Who the fuck am I kidding......Lush is about the biggest hot mess there is...lol. Just word of advice....not everyone here is real about anything....so take most of what people say with a grain of salt. I the other hand, except for my profile pic, have been 100 percent true to who I am.My stories are true. I won't use real names. I may write about my past affairs, current ones, or fantasies. And I will most likely write in first person. Just remember, my character is me. It's who I am. I am Rose.Don't hate me, just enjoy me.
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run my hands all over his pretty body....
Getcha some...in my pants Tobie Keith
eenie meenie miney mo.....
what wouldn't i do to him in the shower heheheWith that knife.......well....I'll let her decide.
huggie......but then I'd be afraid I'd squish her.
Mr Smooch Mc Smoocherson
A camera....to take a still portrait.
Run my finger nails over that tattoo
help her protect that dragon.
smoochin and huggin....and whatever else that may follow.
I had been on the hunt for the perfect sugar daddy since my birthday back in January. I've dated a couple of men but no one I found intriguing enough to want to keep going with. I wanted what I had at one time, a daddy who was everything to me. A lover, a best friend, someone confident in me and himself. But with the changing of times and of course ageing twelve years, I was having a hard...
Added 11 Apr 2012 | Category Mature
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Yesterday morning when I got out of bed, I checked my phone for any missed called or texts. Nothing. Not a word. I was excited when I then check my email and there he was. The Italian had sent me our next request for our second adventure. Since the first meeting, we have text, emailed and even spoke on the phone. He told me of how precious I was to him, of how he had never met someone like...
Added 15 Apr 2012 | Category Mature
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It had been three weeks since the last time I saw the Italian. He canceled on me once because of work and when he came home there was so much going on for the weekend he just couldn’t get away. A few nights ago, I got a text from the Italian asking if he could see me. I always enjoy “seeing” the Italian. Not only because he’s a generous sugar daddy and a wonderful lover, but conversations...
Added 06 May 2012 | Category Straight Sex
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I love the feel of my skin being awakened by my lovers touch. Feeling his mouth upon mine in a gentle brush like motion, letting me know he is awake and thinking of me. His fingers gently dance over my plump breasts stopping just to pluck at one nipple before making their way beyond. His touch now upon my thighs, slowly and gently nudging them apart. My body aches for those fingers...
Added 14 Apr 2012 | Category Love Poems
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