Novel My Duda My Sugar Daddy Novels & Stories

She used her body like a language. Not crude. Not obvious. Just strategic. The way she arched her back when he was inside her, making him want to go deeper. The way she whispered his name like it was a secret only she knew. The way she pretended that his obsession was the most beautiful thing she’d ever experienced. Because here was the truth about being a sugar baby: it wasn’t about sex. It was about making a man believe that his desire was actually her desire. It was about turning his need for her into the only thing that mattered.

she sneered, eyeing me from head to toe. I forced myself not to roll my eyes. “I don’t have business with you, Daniella. Move.” “Oh? And since when are you this brave?” she scoffed. “What changed? Got yourself a new sugar daddy dropping you off on campus? Or is it because you finally got Ethan to defend you yesterday?” What did she mean by sugar daddy? “Judging by that expression,” Daniella smirked, “don’t tell me you haven’t heard? The little Bookworm is the talk of the campus today.”

she said with anger laced in her voice. "I just found out that you never planned to give me a child all these years because you are only after my money!" He said with gritted teeth. When she married him, she helped build a fortune in Henry's company and after a year of hardwork with her exceptional skills she transformed the company from average to a Billion dollar company to the surprise of everyone causing Henry's love for her to increase. In another year Henry made her the CEO of one of the branches of Damaco Companies and they had set up more business and branches becoming the second biggest company in Florida in two years!

“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.

“But a promise. You’re mine, Kira Holt. I want the world to know it. Move in officially. Build this life with me—messy family drama, business wars, and all. I’ll protect you. Spoil you. Fuck you senseless every night. And let you stand strong beside me as my equal.” Tears pricked her eyes. She slid the ring onto her finger—it fit perfectly—then kissed him deeply. “Yes, Daddy. I’m all in. Sugar Daddy tastes sweeter than anything I’ve ever known.” Damien’s laugh was dark with promise. He kissed her again, slower, sealing the vow as the jet touched down.

His face brights up again, but I'm pretty sure he'll turn sullen once he hears the next thing I'm gonna say. "I want that fairy tale story. I want to meet my husband the conventional way, not because he's my sugar daddy. I wanna tell my kids I met their daddy with this certain cute story, not by a sugar baby contract because I like money." I was right. He's completely devastated with his eyes giving the defeated look. "You're not the first sugar daddy I fell for-" "You fell for me?" He gasps. I narrow my eyes when he interrupts me which he grins sheepishly, "Sorry, just wanna get the fact straight before you proceed. Can't understand the whole point if we don't get the fundamentals right, is

She wanted to be sure that she heard her friend correctly “the boy is very handsome. He has Julio’s physique and his wife’s beautiful face. We can’t deny the fact that he is the current most eligible bachelor in the whole of Santa Marta. He is driving everyone nuts…including Isabella.” “That’s not true” mrs. Jimenez closed the black file in front of her desk. She couldn’t comprehend what mama Dora said. When she did, a frown appeared on her face “wait, I don’t understand. What do you mean by even Isabella? What does my daughter got to do with this?” ** Mama Dora sighed. Now, she was going to give another explanation. Why was it so difficult for people of Santa Marta to understand her.

The waiter who was a young boy turned a light pink, his face not being able to look into mine, and I instantly knew he wasn't the one he was referring to. "No ma'am, there's a man who booked one of our suites for himself, and he asked me to find the most pretty woman I could find just for him. The moment you walked up to the bar, I was just waiting for the right moment to ask you if you could do it, you liked so–" "What is the man like, is he old?" Maybe the idea of having a sugar daddy wasn't that bad. At least, he would be able to pay for all my expenses, and all I had to do was to please him anyhow he wanted it.

Yes , That is the company of my sugar daddy. I got out of the Uber paid the Uber driver. I walked into the company, I walked to the receptionist, she made a call and I was allowed into the office. My sugar daddy was busy with his laptop when I entered into the office. " Good afternoon daddy" I said seductively and walked to him where he is seated on his office chair. He looked up at me and smile. " You didn't tell me you were coming today? He says. I kissed him and caress some part of his body.

Sugar daddy: Good, what do you have for daddy, it's been a while. My face turned red in excitement as I screamed into my pillow, I picked up my phone and saw he was now video-chatting me but I couldn't see his face as usual, he was in his robe as he slowly played with his dick, it felt unusual at first as he had never done that before but I didn't mind. Sugar daddy: I want to see yours I smiled, taking off my clothes slowly and slowly, opening my legs revealing my already wet clit, I didn't care anymore. I was craving this man and it was driving me crazy. I slowly stretched out my hand as I slowly rubbed myself and let out a presentable moan.