FAQ: Privileged Cougars, Sex and Love

Q. Any definitions for cougar women?

A. The term “cougar woman” ranges from pejorative to appreciative.


Her perspective:

The definition of the real cougar doesn’t really have anything to do with who she sleeps with. A real cougar can be either married or single. She can be a businesswoman, a stay-at-home wife or mother. She might be divorced or she might be a woman who has never walked down the aisle. But whatever her path, the real cougar has chosen it for herself. She is not defined by a band on her finger. She will not be codified by society’s passé ideas about what makes a woman valid and vibrant.

So, here’s the bottom line: Achieving the rank of “real cougar” is a privilege, not an embarrassment. Don’t ever let age stop you from getting everything you want. You deserve it all.

Source: Move over, Demi: 5 tips to being a sexy ‘cougar’


His perspective (Gene Hackman’s, for instance)

‘Overall, Deb would say to me my job is to be out of shape so that she can look as good as possible,’ he tells Australia’s News.com.au.
‘So she’s always upset with me if I’m in really good shape.’
‘She’s like, ‘I think you’re forgetting the contract of marriage – ultimately everything is about me looking better, so enough with the training’.’

Source: ‘She gets upset when I’m in better shape than her’: Hugh Jackman reveals his cougar wife wants him to quit fitness regime


From the Urban Dictionary (young guns):

Hot and sexy older woman, usually in her 40s or 50s, single or married, who is sick of her same-age counterparts which are usually hairless, have big guts, who only talk about their insurance premiums and have the TV remote control attached to their hands. Cougars are attractive, in their sexual prime, who know what they want and aren’t afraid to go after it.

Source: Urban Dictionary – Cougar

In my perspective:

There are so many definitions because a cougar woman may come from that many places. I picked this one last because I know “what” I want and I don’t even have to go after him, because he’s always there for me. Definitely I’m a domestic house cougar wife. Men use the MILF term which isn’t exactly on my taste — too rude the manner of expression. Can we take the optative mood (or should we?) as a compliment alone?

Q. Are you a cougar wife?

A. Yes, I think so. A cougar bunny — both wild and submissive.

Q. What’s that a domestic cougar?

A. Well, I am one! Because I chose to live and love and sleep with only one man. My man! He’s anyways a tad younger than me, although sleeping with younger men is not a particular condition for being a cougar woman. I make my own decisions and I don’t really care (that much) about social clichés. Incidentally, I’m a domestic animal because I find it’s more thrilling to wander the woods as a couple than alone. The internet woods, because we seldom leave our garden in the real life.

Q. Are cougars less feminine than, say, bunnies?

A. Seems so. Look at the definition of a cougar. A real cougar is a woman of her choices. And this alone makes her manly. The intrinsic female nature is to listen and obey. A rebellious cougar seeks freedom to roam and roar. Some cougars imitate men to the tiniest detail: chasing and changing partners, craving for younger flesh, doing whatever they want whenever they want. I, for one, am not likely to go that far with my independence. Why? Because when you’re totally independent, then it’s only a matter of time for you to realize that you’re also totally alone! Nothing hurts more than a wide void surrounding your soul.

You may run away from chores, from worries and from age. But you can’t hide! Unless you’re in love with your man. Loving means sharing, giving and taking without counting. Escaping as a couple is funnier than escaping as a cougar. This makes me a bunny as well. See? I’m not that manly after all!

The following picture is a daring one. Don says it fits quite well under a cougar post. I’m not so sure, rather ashamed (the bunny in me) to show off this much. “But you’re hiding your tits and your pussy with your hands, bunny. You’re not showing anything!” It’s obscene, I keep saying. “Good, then I’ll slap a landscape painter effect over it and we’re declaring it a nude sketch, okay?”

Okay or not, I finally gave my consent on publishing this naked photo (or sketch?). The daring cougar in me fights the shy bunny. Today is a cougar day.

cougar bunny stretching naked out of red car

The actual size image is cropped in order to match a Droid wallpaper at a resolution of 960×800 pixels.

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