Novel My Duda My Sugar Daddy Novels & Stories

“Dude, it couldn’t be half as painful as this shit we’re doing and the pay would be so much better,” Anna nods. “I wouldn’t want a sugar daddy per say, but a sugar buddy, like someone who’s like hey what’s up, how’re you, here’s five hundred bucks move the hell out of your mother’s house,” “Living alone is not easy,” Jude tells her. “Living with an overly-strict and paranoid African parent is not easy either,” Anna explains to him. Flashbacks of last night play through her mind.

I tip toe and kiss him to shut him up. There's some truth when I call him my sugar daddy. Because he spent a lot of money on me every time we go out. Luxury items, fine dining restaurants, expensive vacations, shit. The only thing missing is my monthly allowance though I'm not going to be cheap like that. I'm with him because I like him, not for his money. Even when I first dated him, it's just to quench my thirst of having that first-date experience. "Are you ashamed of me?" He frowns, looking upset despite the bright expression he had earlier when I said yes.

I took a sip of coffee when I saw my name in red letters on the front page, I spat it out in amazement. << YENNA COLLEN, IT WASN'T ME HONEY, IT WAS ANOTHER EX, LET'S TALK, OKAY? I MISS YOU... S.D>> S.D.? He signed as suggar Daddy, Jacob is crazy, what is that not him? but the article did say so.

Not willing to give all the details, she just stared at the ceiling and sighed. “ If only I can just see Ten thousand dollars as my account balance right now,” Sophie thought aloud which made Kayla chuckle and make a joke about getting a sugar daddy for Sophie. Sophie couldn't remember the joke but had grabbed the word sugar daddy. She knows what sugar daddies and sugar babies do with each other and she knows what that kind of relationship entails.

Brice would rant his ears off if he did not show up later. Being a sugar baby to a very rich man is quite awesome, considering the amount of money deposited into his account every month for his allowance. He gets the money he needs, and at the same time, the pleasure in every encounter. The man is a beast in bed but he is considerate. He takes care of his pleasure, not just his. For a sugar daddy? He is excellent and they have a peaceful relationship. His huge allowance is on time and the man is not difficult to get along with. He just needs to be in the room the instant he is called and the moment the man is finished with him, he will just leave without a word.

They knew where to find me after all. "Tell us, son, how did you meet your impeccable wife here? She's the daughter of a tycoon, are you aware?" Edgar and I had met a couple of times and during all of them, he was a sick loser with no sense of shame even when he was caught openly leering at other men's women. "We are aware of each other's background, Uncle. Sure, it's a handful but that doesn't define the base of our relationship" Diego answered, his voice calm and composure collected, neat, and not guilty even for a semi-second.

"This must be a joke. Are you trying to prank me?" "What makes you think that?" "It's just... from what I'm reading here, it sounds like..." I trail off, my brain struggling to process the offer. "A sugar daddy arrangement." He flat-out laughs. "Interesting perspective," he says. "In my opinion, I'm giving you a great offer." "Really?" He nods. "I can see you don't get it, Mindy. You'll have money, security, the whole nine yards. The kind of life most people only dream of.”

I asked. “I have tried for years. Unfortunately, he doesn’t listen.” He said, before following Luca to the car. “Sugar daddy?” Damiano asked with a raised brow. “Yes. But then again, do sugar daddies spend fifty million dollars on their sugar babies?” I now wondered about my own question. “Only if the pussy is good.” He winked. “Damiano!” I gasped. “People can hear you!” I hissed at him and looked around to see if anyone had heard him. With a teasing glint in his eye, he drew me close and kissed me deeply that it stole my breath away.

Some bullshit like ‘I’ll be 40 next month so technically I’m 39 now’. And yes, I'm fully aware 39 is not young if we were to compare with my pretend age. That's a huge, jaw-dropping age gap. I was actually talking as Sophie, the 32 year old divorcee, not my pretend persona of this 19 year old college girl. Rich? Yeah, I think so. Because seriously, if you don't have money, why would you be a Sugar Daddy? How are you going to shower us with love, since love in this business equals money and expensive gifts.

I said to the new cook mom employed for me. I'm not interested in cooks who can't meet my expectations. I am expecting something unusual and something I've never tasted before. I'm tired of the same old way of cooking and preparation besides this one is too stupid. I asked her to prepare a simple coffee, with no sugar. She added a mountain of sugar. How am I supposed to take that? She's clumsy and to top it all she's ugly and that's a big problem for me. My name is Drake John Sunders. I'm Twenty-eight and a very successful multi billionaire. At a young age, I'm the richest person at my age. I know a lot about business and I make my money from the numerous businesses I have.