Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Official
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Monday, September 26, 2011
Unfulfilled
I'm trying to keep the car a secret.
I had no choice but to submit to him. I lost control of myself.
I tried desperately to hold it in but I screamed out in intense pleasure.
Maybe...$$$$ Talks.
I had the best sleep ever but I felt like something was still missing.
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Thursday, September 15, 2011
Money can't buy class.

2. Self Entitled Jackass
- My POT Jake was in the hospital. I didn't visit or call bc his family was around 24/7 [I gotta stay under the radar]. Sooo me being a sweet brown sugar baby ...I had an anon gift basket delivered. He was surprised I thought about him.
- I joined a kickboxing class. 3 days a week 2 hours. It's kicking my ass. For Real.
- I contacted Accentpot. Took him 2 days to return an email. After a few back n forth messages, we have a skype date tomorrow.
- Found a new POT. I dnt have a name 4 him yet. *blushes*
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Tuesday, September 6, 2011
VI.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Like Attracts Like
It is possible to find an SD online but it’s taking a bit longer than I expected.
The majority of my POTS want too much for too little so I’m weeding them out left and right. I want 3 SD’s and 2 back up POTS [Just in case]. My goal is to save at least $2500 a month. I'm trying to seal the deal with one POT right now.
Jake.
My last ten incoming txts are from Jake. lol. I'm a psych major but I swear I feel like his personal therapist . He complains about his job and druggie kid non stop. I try to play Positive Patty by cheering him up and lending a shoulder for him to cry/vent on but it's too much. He's about to retire soon, but despite his complaining, time spent with Jake is always an adventure. I swear cops are CRAZY....You think you are safe with police. LOL. YEAH RIGHT.... but that's another post.
Anyway, I had my first Churrascaria experience. BEST FOOD EVER. I didn't want to look like a pig so I kept my plate light. I saw 3 other SB couples in the restaurant. Mostly fug guys and young Asian girls. Thank God Jake is easy on the eyes and fuckable. I was the only young black girl in the building...eyes were def. on me. One guy kept giving me the look all night long, like I was a piece of meat. Jake's back was toward him so he couldn't see what was going on but I didn't miss a thing.
I went downstairs to the bathroom and random dude caught me coming out. He came out of nowhere with a strong accent. He said something cheesy like: Do I know you from somewhere?, your eyes are stunning and I just had to meet you. LOL. He def. caught me off balance. He pulled out his phone to take my number. I told him to put the phone away and give me your card. Nothing tackier than standing around punching in numbers. Everybody knows what your are doing.I kept looking around for Jake. lol. I went back to dinner like nothing happened. I swear white guys are BOLD with their shit and I think dude had a date/wife with him.
I’m having better luck going out free styling instead of online. Free styling, in my humble opinion is all about POSITIONING yourself in the right places at the right time. There is no right or wrong way to freestyle….do what works for you.
I want to share a few of MY tried and proven tips.
1. Have lunch ALONE in the financial district of your city.
Enjoy happy hour @ an upscale hotel bar. E.g. W, intercontinental, etc. Have only ONE drink. Do not get drunk...u are not out on the town.
Hit up a nice sports bar on game night---arrive early w/ 1 or 2 gf’s. Invest in a pack of business cards.
Other places to look for POTS ---museums, casinos, boat shows, car shows, rare bookstores, join a campaign and volunteer.
NOTE: Some of the places are boring but you are not there to have fun….you are working. *wink*
2. Dress the part.
I usually wear a sexy, conservative, outfit with an edge. The key is to stand out amongst the crowd.
Example:



Please leave the club wear at home. Guys will notice but they won‘t take you serious…
Unless you are trying to “toot”. lol. : p
3. The best days to freestyle are TUES- THURS.
4. Weekends are “OFF” days.
This is an open secret.
I never check for POTS on the weekend anymore. Weekends are usually couples/ families out and about. The streets are also full of riff raff and “regular“people….esp. the Just Got Paid It’s Friday Night crowd. You want to avoid the fakes and 30k millionaires at all cost.
I’m usually having ME time and recuperating on the weekend.
It’s mandatory for a SB to be in tip top shape so I devote at least 4 hours to maintaining my body every weekend.

FYI-- Save YOUR $$$$$ let him pay for the expensive ass spa treatments.
^^Me no like hard wax... so yeah.
XOXO
Brownsugar.
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Labels: Beauty, Fashion, free style, Jake
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Trying to make it happen
I started fall semester.
I'm taking two on campus classes and 7 non credit online classes. I'm soooo behind in the online classes. I'm a HOT mess.
It's HARD work trying to keep up with school, a square job and the SB lifestyle.
*sigh*
Moving along.....
I met a new POT.
Jake.
He pulled me over and wrote a seatbelt ticket but gave me the wrong copy. He showed up at my house later that night w the "correct copy" and his card "in case I needed anything".
I ran his name through Google. He's legit. Cute. He looks menacing one moment and warm/welcoming the next.
Divorced. Gambler. Bossy...IDK how this is gonna work out bc I have a major problem w/ authority and I had to politely check him twice for trying to tell me what to do. I made it clear that I wanted a sugar DADDY, not another FATHER. His entire attitude changed after that.
I get the feeling he might be a sub... and I'm usually right about people.
I decided I needed a little bit of help w my "tuition".
We met up at the race track a few days ago, I never asked him for anything and he never gave me anything besides footing the bill for our expensive dates and gassing up my car. The last thing I do was to come off as a beggar or “gold digger“. He was watching the race and I sat down next to him. I was soooo nervous bc we never discussed an arrangement. IDK if he was actually in the market for a SB.
Would he curse me out?
Or
Walk away and leave me standing alone?
All these thoughts ran rampant through my mind.
He knew something was up but I couldn't tell him what I really wanted. I choked.
We had a good time gambling, we hugged and went our separate ways.
He txted me soon as I got in the house. .We talked about the date. And I stroked his already inflated ego.
He said he wanted to catch the midnight screening of Conan. I told him I couldn't go. He was devastated, I told him I would love to spend more time w/ him but I had to focus on getting my tuition fees together.
He actually called this time and asked how much did I need. I told him it didn't matter and it wasn't his problem. I said I had to go and hung up in his ear.
He called right back and volunteered to help me.
I aimed low and said I needed $1000 dollars. I was hesitant bc I didn't know how he would react. It was quiet on his end...he said "That's all?" He told me he knew something was wrong bc I wasn't my usual "bubbly, cheeky self". He told me not to worry and I should not be afraid 2 say what’s on my mind. He was happy to help me out.
Twenty minutes later the money was in my account. I thanked him and took a bubble bath.
The next morning, I caught an HP touchpad on sale for $150. I originally wanted an ipad2 but screw that... Iphone5 is coming out in October. I spent the day running errands. I ordered two textbooks for class, and ended the night w my sis, bff and a few drinks.
Our nxt date is in a few days...can't wait.
xoxo
BrownSugar.
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Thursday, August 18, 2011
Not Your Average SD
I was looking through my old photo albums and I started to feel a little sentimental.
I came across the pics of my first sugar daddy.
Soooo....
When you think about the average Sugar daddy ...what picture comes to mind?
Old ass man
gray hair
with lots of cash.
WRONG!
I had my first taste of "sugar" back in High School. I met M when I was 16 and he was 17. His best friend, D, actually had a crush on me, but I wanted M. I think they actually had a fight about me. M would never admit it but I knew I ruined their bromance. M was sexy to me, chocolate skin, bedroom eyes, nice body, white teeth. I couldn't help it. He had a lot of sex partners, but not a serious, committed relationship. M slowly became my best friend / silent partner.
I never told anyone about him ---I liked my privacy. We didn't go to the prom together. He had his date and I had mine. Deep down, I hated that he slept with other girls. We were not officially together so I couldn't say anything. Nothing sexual ever happened between us and he never tried anything with me. At one point I thought he was gay... I would say and do little slick things around him like casually walk around in my bra and panties, ask him to help lotion my back...cheap tricks like that. He never fell for it.
M was very good to me. He hooked me up with my very first job, he helped purchase my first car [ Pontiac Sunfire ] --- LOL. He bought my first piece of jewelry [nameplate and diamond heart necklace] for xmas. I even had a Best Buy and Victoria Secret credit card in his name. He wasn't filthy rich but he always made sure I was taken care of. He was a spoiled kid--only child, upper middle class family. He never asked for anything in return---- except my time.
Moral of the story
It's not about how much money a guy has...it's about how GENEROUS he is. I know Doctors and Lawyers who live lavish but are cheap as hell and on top of that stingy. A POT could have a billion dollar net worth and make a sb empty promises about money.
Remember Actions ALWAYS speak louder than words.
xoxo
Brownsugar
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