Sugar Daddy Novels & Stories

Instead, she obediently let me knead and squeeze her butt. "Howard, I'm sorry. I won't go to bars anymore, okay? Please don't poke me with a beer bottle." As she spoke, she squeezed her thighs together so tight that I couldn't pull my hand out. The implications of her words were huge. Did her sugar daddy have some unique fetish? Did he actually shove a beer bottle inside her? Rich people these days were all rather twisted. Her sugar daddy would spend tens of thousands of dollars a month just to have her in the palm of his hand.

She decided to log into the sugar dating forum. -I found a potential sugar daddy on Tinder, but the thing is I might really be into him- Anna types into the forum. -Ncaw, a baby sugar baby. This is so cute- -Girl, we have all been through that. Don’t get more attached to him than he is to you-

I heaved a sigh of relief because he answers my call after a minute or two that I thought he's just ignoring my call. "When are you coming back? Zeke is looking for you." I said and simply looked at Zeke who was still hugging Zuck. I heard daddy sneeze on the other line. "I don't know, maybe this weekend. Tell Zeke that I'll be back soon." Daddy said and I suddenly heard a man calling him, I want to think that it was just his staff but I am not a stupid fool, I know he is with his mistress again. Until now, I still can't believe that my father, a former soldier who was muscular and gym fit, was fucking another man.

A few socialite women whispered: "She looks like some old man’s toy, she came alone!" Her curly-haired friend, who was dressed like a North Coast dangdut singer, sneered: "Yeah, sugar babies are trending these days, Sis. Watch out for that guy, don’t let him turn out to be a sugar daddy on the side!" "Eww ... that’s such bad luck!" gasped a group of women with long, bleached hair that was straightened so flat it looked like ironing boards, and fake, fluttery lash extensions. "That’s why I get treatments regularly so I don’t get wrinkly!"

"Owh, you look even prettier when you're angry like that. Why bother asking your sugar daddy to pay, when I'm willing to do it. You can choose whatever you like here and I'll gladly pay for it for you." "I am not interested." "Come on, beautiful, how rich is your sugar daddy, I'm sure I can surpass him. I own several major printing companies and you will know how rich I am." "Be quiet sir, you are very rude and impolite." The man approached Lea and stood very close to her. "Don't be arrogant and act disinterested, beautiful, you're just a mistress of an old man who happens to be rich and has a lot of money. I can buy you from hi

He’s now a certified sugar daddy. “Would you like to apply as my sugar baby? It feels like you’re interested,” he frankly asked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. “Fuck you, I need money; I don’t need a sugar daddy. Please?” He can’t resist his cuteness, and then Angelito mutters, “in one condition….” Denver scratches his head. “What is it?” A smug smirk appears on his face. His playful side turns severe this time. “Can you suck me tonight? Please?” he mimics Denver’s cuteness, and the cute boy’s eyes widen in surprise. His throat turns arid, and his hands are cold to touch the bench.

We ate sitting on the grass, legs stretched out, people watching. "So," Gemma said, wiping ketchup off her chin, "any updates with your sugar daddy?" I choked on a fry. "He’s not my sugar daddy." "Oh please. The man is literally paying your dad’s hospital bills. That qualifies." I rolled my eyes. "He’s just… helping. Doesn’t mean anything." "Doesn’t it? You blush every time you mention him." "I do not."

“We can talk on the way in. I’m here to check out my new place.” Zoe stopped dead in the middle of the lot. “Your new place? Are you Chloe, what the hell happened while I was gone?!” Chloe bit her lip, knowing there was no way to ease into this. “Remember the man I told you about, the one who paid for my mom’s hospice care?” “Vaguely. You never gave details.” “Well… his name is Valerius. And… he’s my sugar daddy now.” Zoe stared at her for a long moment, her brows furrowing. “Your sugar daddy.”

Cheng liyue, stroked her son's little head. With a smile on her lips, she said,. " Alright, didn't I tell you before? Back then, mommy didn't even know who your father was, so let's not search for daddy, okay?" " Mommy, I heard that it's popular now to have a Godfather. You wait, someday I'll find one to support you. " The little boy said with arms akimbo. After hearing this, cheng liyue burst out laughing. Looking at her little boy, she said. " No, mommy doesn't need you to find a Godfather!

But I realized from the start that it was a lost cause already. "Well, hi there..." "Hi, I'm..." "Ethan's boyfriend, I know," the handsome older man replied calmly. I hated that he looked so fucking perfect, he must be in his late forties. He has one of that dark charm sexually alluring-looking men. "Right I'm Hugh, and you're his former Sugar Daddy," I said sneering looking at his perfect body wrapped in his khakis shorts and white crisps shirt casually worn untucked and his sleeves rolled to his arms.