#fuckmates

[sugarmummiez]

Good day, Admin. This dating platform is truly remarkable, and you’re doing an excellent job.

While searching online for potential sugar lads, I came across your website and felt compelled to submit my request because I genuinely admire everything about it.

My name is Sally, a 37-year-old resident of Utawala Complex. I own a home there and also operate a hardware business in Ruiru. To be completely honest, I was in a long-term relationship with a man who had a serious drinking and drug problem. Three months ago, we ended things because his substance abuse left him unable to fulfill my needs or prioritize our relationship.

Though I am a strong and self-sufficient woman, I crave genuine passion, connection, and satisfaction.

I am now seeking a respectable, ambitious young man—someone who enjoys wine in moderation but does not drink excessively. I believe such a person exists, and I’m determined to find him.

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[sugarmummiees]

Ryan, a successful 38-year-old businesswoman, is looking for a mature toyboy to add excitement and companionship to her life. With a thriving career, Ryan values someone who can offer lighthearted fun and good company, balancing her busy lifestyle. She seeks a young man who is confident, energetic, and knows how to keep things interesting, but also mature enough to handle a discreet and mutually enjoyable relationship.

Ryan isn’t looking for anything complicated but desires a partner who can satisfy her needs, both physically and emotionally. In return, she’s ready to spoil her toyboy with financial support and other perks, ensuring a rewarding experience for both. This is an ideal opportunity for a young man looking to connect with a dynamic and independent woman who knows what she wants.

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[apirik]

[sugarmummiescougars]

Hi Admin, I've come across your platform and I was waiting for this day, I do wish to have one guy for relationship.

I know dudes want s3x and care from us. Fact: I'll comfort my partner. am so lonely. I need a pure single guy of age between 22yrs and above I live alone and I wish to have someone meaningful onto my life. I wish to have a guy for a no strings attached relationship. I'm Phyllis from Lavington Nairobi.

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[sugarmummieshub]

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thoughts on the friendzone

when i was 5 years old my best friend was a boy named kyle who didn’t know how to knock on doors so he made dinosaur noises outside my window to wake me up in the summer until i demonstrated how to ball his fists and slam them against my doors.  we collected caterpillars in my trailer park and built them houses while we traded pokemon cards.  he wasn’t the only one.  there was ben, and mitch, and noah—but kyle’s the only one who hurt me, because when he tried to kiss me and i asked him why, he told me “because you’re a girl and i’m a boy, shouldn’t we like each other?”

i missed him so much and i wondered why he couldn’t just be my friend like he always was

in the first grade there was rich and joseph and i got sent to detention with them almost every day with a smile on my face.  we built block towers and sang to my teacher’s lion king soundtracks when she’d turn the lights off during lunch time.  one day they got in a fist fight over me at recess, and i wondered why they felt they needed to share my friendship, like it was something they owned.

in the second grade zach and i played yu gi oh under our desks during free time and i got moved for talking to him constantly.  everyone in the class would tease him and i for talking, asking when we were going to date already, asking him if he’d kissed me, and he stopped being my friend.

when i was 11 i met a chubby boy with the name of a colour who wore puffy vests and unwashed t-shirts, with greasy hair and bright blue eyes and a smile that hid hurt behind it.  people didn’t like him because he was silly, but i liked him, because i was also silly.  he became my friend the day he bought me 5 giant roses and asked me to be his girlfriend, and i politely declined but promised him i’d be his best friend because i’d always wanted a best guy friend that stuck around. we burnt our feet on the concrete during the summer and walked home with the sunset silhouetting us.  he talked often about how he loved me, but never blamed me for being me, even though he refused to move on. that boy dyed his hair jet black and sat on the end of my bed playing songs to me on guitar, and all that pent up rage from before didn’t show until the first time he slapped me across the face and called me a dumb cunt.

in the 7th grade there was a boy named ryan who sat next to me on the bus and talked to me about manga.  he’d ask me personal invasive questions but i didn’t mind because it was attention and i liked attention.  i was dating another guitarist with curly brown hair, one who was much more kind-tempered than the other, and ryan mentioned how much of an asshole he was every day.  i wondered, why, why does he think the love of my life is an asshole?  but whenever i asked him, he just told me, “girls only date assholes.  there’s no room for nice guys like me.”

i wondered, if he was so nice, why did he say such mean things?

he never stopped with me, taking me to movies, hanging out with me, you know.  being friendly.  i thought we were friends.  but then, how many times had i thought that before?

how many times had i bonded with a boy, thought they got me, only for them to ask me if i wanted to make out?

how come when i told ryan i was coming out as a lesbian, he stopped being my friend, and said “damnit, the one girl i really want to pound into a mattress, and she’s only interested in chicks!”

there was a boy my junior year who stayed up all night with me until the sun rose, talking about life, past loves, hopes, dreams.  beneath a million twinkling stars spanning forever, he brushed long brown hair out of his eyes and listened to me talk about the history that made me. then he asked me if i’d ever consider dating a guy, and complained about how he’d never get laid.

when i told him no a couple hundred times, he found new girls to listen to.

i would sit on the couch and play zelda with dakota, and he’d talk about all my favourite games with me.  he was the closest thing to support i had, and the letters and poems he wrote me were always so kind and friendly.  but he’d put his arms around me on the couch, and no matter how many times i told him i was uncomfortable, he’d still come over every day and do it.

“don’t you know how it feels to love someone and not have them love you back?  don’t you know what it feels like to be friendzoned?”

when i meet guys who talk about the friendzone, who talk about the girls who don’t give “nice guys” like them i chance, i always want to just say

when i was 10 years old i met a girl whose brown hair fell across her shoulders and whos eyes sparkled when the sunlight hit them, whose voice was like velvet and whose scent was like mountain smoke, who made me dizzier than a fly climbing a sugar hill.  and i’m 18 years old, and i still love her, and she knows, and she doesn’t love me.

but my first thoughts upon hearing her rejection were not “what a bitch,” were not “she just wants a douchebag and not a nice girl like me!” were not “im going to keep pushing her until she dates me,”

they were

“she is the best friend i have ever had, and i am the best she’s ever had, and i would hate to take that away from her.”

so before you play the victim, mr. Nice Guy, before you angrily throw your fedora on the ground and blame the girl you claim to adore so much:

put yourself in the shoes of a girl who thought she made a wonderful friend, only to find out that he just wanted her for sex.  that he just wanted her for a relationship.  a girl who was just an object to win, a prize.  a girl who’s trust you’ve just shattered.

maybe she friendzoned you.  but you girlfriendzoned her, first.

[sugarmummiez]

Hello Admin, I’ve browsed the website, and I must say you’re doing an excellent job! Attached is a recent photo of me. My name is Brenda, and I’m based in Lavington, Nairobi. I’m looking to meet a nice, charming gentleman in this space.

If you’re over 23 years old and living in Nairobi, feel free to reach out. I’m single, independent, and I see myself as fun, witty, sweet, intelligent, and compassionate. I’m seeking a young, vibrant guy for a no-strings-attached relationship.

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[sugarmummiees]

Diana, a wealthy and independent sugar mummy from Nairobi, seeks a connection with a young, energetic Kenyan man. She values a serious and meaningful relationship and is ready to provide support and companionship. Diana is open-minded and eager to meet someone special who can share in her desires and ambitions.

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[becausewearebadmemories]

Lonely wife with long hair shows her tits to tease sex mate

I got married late last year and unfortunately, a divorce forced me to end a rather lonely marriage. On the other hand, I have completely recovered and am ready to take on anything but serious contact with the opposite sex. I’m of Polish/Italian/Indian descent so I’m used to contrast and push-me-pull-you stuff that has made my life exciting. I’m a low-maintenance girl who would rather cuddle in…

[girlsmytime11]

Best babe my petting and smooch creampied, close up new action.

After shoving his penis far down her throat, she shoved his peewee in her fanny. GO ON...

[05sugarmummies]

[nerves-nebula]

im dying...post neglected rasey to save me (not forcing you btw ^^)

merry fuckmat

[goodgymboy]

Your obsession to me will never stop.

It feels so good following my words.

You love having no control over yourself.

Instead of looking for a fuckmate or a boyfriend, focus on serve.

Focus on find a Dominant Master.

This is your only happiness!!

You don't own yourself. I own you.

[jacki-daytona]

Alright, let’s do this: fandom guide

- if you see characters and you would like them to be soulmates/fuckmates = you “ship” them.

- these characters are not real, go wild.

- a fandom space is a shared space, and sharing is caring.

- racism, homophobia, transphobia, harassment and bad behaviour are NOT welcome in fandom spaces - if you are called out, maybe take a minute to listen and learn?

- these characters are not real, but the people in fandom that you interact with ARE REAL. and real people do not have to deal with your bullshit if you bring it into fandom spaces.

- keep fandom away from actors, show runners, and corporations. they don’t owe us anything and we don’t owe them anything - let’s keep it that way yeah?

- if you don’t like something, don’t read it.

- your kink is not my kink and that is ok.

- fanfic writers and fan artists owe you nothing, they are sharing their time and hard work for FREE. say thank you.

- this is how we’ve been doing it for years and of course it isn’t perfect (we still have a massive racism problem in fandom).

- don’t be a dick.