My Sugar Daddy Artinya Novels & Stories

Men like him didn't look at girls who smelled like dish soap unless they wanted a dirty little secret for the night. "Solange," he repeated, like he was savouring the name. "A beautiful name for a beautiful girl. I’m Alistair Vance." Surprise shot through her. She knew that name. Hell, anyone who has ever watched or heard the news knew the richest man in the state and one of the top 3 richest on the continent. She quickly tried to pull her hand away from his; if anyone saw them now, they would say she was pushing herself on him, hoping to catch a sugar daddy.

“He chased me like a thief, it scared me. I felt like I was compelled until I eventually wanted him. At the time, I didn't even realize I was in such a cage.” Cara claimed she began to seriously enjoy his wealth, all his money and attention, he was like a sugar daddy. It hit me right then. My dad used to be a sugar daddy to women in the past. Brittany just sat there with a quiet calm, taking in everything with a nod. At this point it seemed she had long accepted her fate, or maybe she had already known and could not be surprised any further.

(Natalia) “This can’t be real. Her Highness and the King’s best friend? How did this even happen?” Arturo exclaimed before glaring at Blaze who was sitting by my side and then at me. The lord’s gaze softened. “Blink twice if you are being threatened by the General, your highness.” Blaze let out a low growl, stopping the conversations in the dining hall all at once. In another time, I’d be amused. Arturo was my godfather and one of the very rare lords who was able to prove himself and gain dad’s approval and trust.

"Why are you with him if you don’t like him?" "Haven’t you heard of the sugar daddy-sugar baby relationship?" Alice asked, and Mary shook her head in the negative. "Basically, he will cater for all my needs and spoil me, while I try my best to give him the best of sexual pleasures." Alice explained, but Mary's mouth still hung open. All this was new information. "Wow." Mary exclaimed, at a loss for what to say. She couldn’t even imagine it.

Kellerman replied, holding me by the hand and walking me into his house like a proper gentleman will always do. "I live here alone all by myself, as you see, with no servants, bodyguards, or anything like that; that's how I like it," he added with a smile on his face. We both smiled as we got down to business immediately and had such great sex on the first night. My account was buzzing with dollars, I thought, as well as it was more than enough to get going with my just expired house rent. “Please don’t go,” Kellerman said to me, "as I want to be your sugar daddy, and I have what it takes to make you mine,” he opined.

It opened me up to a refined lifestyle that I found exhilarating. By this time, I had experienced a couple of Sugar Daddy encounters, but they were with much older men. These were new experiences for me: Being involved with men both geographically and culturally distant from my husband. I enjoyed the financial benefit, the lavish gifts, and the company of successful, culturally refined gentlemen. I was not really physically attracted to either of my two previous sugar daddies, but the sex was still thrilling in its own way.

My mood dulled, thinking I’d have to go back to that strip club and stand half-naked in front of horny men. Shuddering at the thought, I changed into pajamas. My phone dinged with notification and I smiled, seeing my screen. Sugar Daddy: are u free? Me: no, my sugar daddy paid 3 million dollars for a date so hed say im expensive Sugar Daddy: brat.

No boundaries. "So what's the random theme?" He asks, most probably to make things okay again between us. "If you could have a sugar baby, or sugar daddy for me, what are the three things they should have?" Because I just finished reading a sugar baby book hihi. "Sugar daddy, you're looking for someone with money, authority, and a big cock." I actually laugh at his last word, "Cock? What? Why?" "I don't know, from the way you tell me about the stories you read, they ALL have huge monster cock."

So many tried to get my attention but I did not give them time of the day. Then, one morning, I saw you from my office, going to school, and for the first time in years, I felt alive. It was love at first sight for me, Tanya but you were way younger than me so the only thing I could do was propose to be your sugar daddy. I drew up a contract and had you invited into my office. I offered you a black card and was also ready to pay you daily. The only condition was for you to be my sugar baby for Three years.

Scartl adds, defending the website. "I don't know. I mean, I don't believe I could even have a...sugar daddy." I say, dropping my voice worried that someone could hear. "Just because you have a sugar daddy, doesn't mean it has to be disgusting. A lot of the men on here simply want company. Like, sometimes they have an event they need to attend, so they simply want someone young and lovely to stand next to them. It all simply depends on what you are comfortable with." "I don't know about this, Sara," I responded uncomfortably.