I’m not sure I look like a ‘typical’ sugar baby but then, what does a typical sugar baby look like? I’m 5ft 7in and a dress size 12 (UK); I’m not as slim as I used to be, but it is what it is.
As you can probably see from my photos, I have thick hair, with a surprizing amount of grey; or silver highlights as I call them. I used to hate my hair growing up, so thick and unruly, but now as I watch other women faffing around with hair extensions and expensive products trying to create volume, I finally appreciate what I’ve got.
My eyes are probably my best feature; despite the fact they don’t work very well (I can see fuck all without contact lenses or glasses). I’m not so keen on my masculine (roman) nose, but you can’t have it all. I like my pale complexion and classical looking face; and lean into the ‘English rose’ aesthetic I’ve got going on. I’d be great in one of those Tudor period dramas; in a tightly laced corset, my bosoms heaving, waiting for some rich married man to fuck me and make me his mistress… hmm yes please!
Talking of bosoms, I love my breasts; they’re a good handful (36D if you’re interested), and fairly pert. I can still get away without a bra if I need to; although for how much longer I’m not sure… (gravities a bitch). My tummy is soft and rounded, bigger than I’d like, but that’s because I’m lazy and enjoy eating and drinking too much; I have a big slapable ass, strong thighs and long shapely legs. I have stretch marks from being overweight as a teenager, and having a child, but these are faded now, and not as noticeable as they once were. My stretchmarks don’t bother me, I think they’re quite pretty; the cellulite on the back of my thighs on the other hand is not so attractive, but at least I don’t have to look at it.
Shall I describe my pussy? I just as well… I can always cut it out later (the description, not my pussy, blimey). Before you ask, no, she doesn’t have a name, I just refer to her as my pussy, or if I’m feeling funny I might call her my money maker, but that sounds a bit crass.
You know some girls have neat tucked away pussies that you have to open like a delicate flower, well mine’s not like that; it’s out and proud, like a big old daffodil. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have massive saggy pussy lips or anything, it’s still fairly neat, it’s just a shower, not a grower. I actually think it’s quite pretty, but then I think pussies are, they’re certainly nicer to look at then penises, which just look silly most of the time.
My clitoris is easy to find (for most men anyway) and will become erect and stick out when aroused. Despite having had a child, my vagina is in pretty good shape, one advantage of having a baby so young, I guess. It’s still fairly tight (or so I’m told), and men often find it hard to believe I’ve had a child, which is always a nice compliment (shout out to the doctor who sewed me back together afterwards…).
If you’re struggling to picture my pussy, here’s a description from one of my sugar daddies, “most pleasant and a bit like a ham roll with an engorged slice of ham peering out from time to time”. Before you say anything, no, I didn’t ask for this, it was just a random message he sent me one day after we’d had sex…
Men seem to love my womanly curves, and soft milky skin; my hourglass figure looks classy in figure hugging dresses, and my long legs look good in stockings and suspenders. My body is far from perfect, but it’s the only one I’ve got, and I’m certainly not about to do anything drastic to change it.
Growing up I never liked my body or the way I looked, I was bullied quite badly at school, so have had to work hard to love and accept myself (which is still a challenge at times). At the end of the day, I’m not stunning and I’m never going to be, but I’m pretty enough, which is all that matters really. I’ve certainly improved with age, not quite the ugly duckling who turned into a magnificent swan, but the ugly duckling who turned into a pretty enough looking duck (which makes more sense, ducklings don’t turn into swans, that’s impossible).
Before you ask, no, I’ve not had any cosmetic surgery (which would be obvious if you ever met me); I don’t do Botox or lip fillers or any shit like that. No-one is putting any needles anywhere near my face, or anywhere else for that matter!
I was a proper tomboy growing up; so not very good at all the grooming and pruning that us women are ‘supposed’ to do. I don’t fake tan, nor do I wax or pluck anything, other than this one really annoying hair below my nipple which randomly appeared the other day and keeps coming back, what the fuck…
I shave my legs and under arms, and keep my pussy trimmed, but that’s about it; oh, apart from using hair removal cream on my toes, something I’ve been doing since my ex-boyfriend’s daughter asked her dad why his girlfriend had hairy toes… loudly enough for me to hear (aren’t kids great).
Sometimes if I haven’t bothered to shave for a while, I pretend I’m one of those women who doesn’t give a fuck, but I’m not really ready to embrace the whole hairy look in public quite yet, and to be honest I don’t think my sugar daddies are either. I’m slightly worried that I’m growing a moustache, but have so far avoided doing anything about it, I’ve a horrible feeling that once I start, I’ll have to keep it up; and I’m not sure I can be bothered at the moment to be honest. I’ll just wait for some innocent child to point it out…
As well as attempting to stay smooth and hair free(ish), I usually have painted nails and wear a modest amount of makeup. I don’t get my nails done professionally or anything, I just paint them at home whilst watching tv. Infact, I haven’t even been to a hairdresser for years, I just cut my own hair; I don’t like having people fussing over me! Some of my sugar daddies like me to dress up and have a more glamourous look, whilst others prefer something more understated and natural, so I tailor my look accordingly, or at least attempt to.
I don’t scrub up too badly actually, and when I’m all dressed up and out at a fancy restaurant, I love looking and acting like a lady (like a proper lady, not just someone with a vagina). It’s a stark contrast to sitting at home in my PJs, slobbing out on the sofa, watching Netflix, which is often what I’m doing when I’m not working; I’m not very glamourous at home…
There are sugar babies out there who are absolutely stunning and look like Victoria Secret models, but I’m not one of them; I’m very much your girl next door. I do own a Victoria Secret handbag, but that’s as close as I’m ever going to get…
Who wants to go out with someone unrealistically attractive, who’s too worried about looking perfect to have a good time anyway…
Here’s to all us women keeping it real!
Emily-Rose XXX
Sugar and Spice 