Sugar Daddy Novels & Stories

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 wor

It was Raf's loud voice. I smiled proudly at my baby when she came running to me. I immediately picked her up and stroked her hair. "Am I great, Mommy?! I will be like you! A gorgeous supermodel just like what Uncle Raf said!" I smiled and kissed her cheeks. Of course. She will be like me. Whatever she wants to be, I will support her, always. "Mommy! What's a sugar daddy?" My eyes literally widened when she suddenly asked me that. I almost dropped her because of shock. Where the hell did she get that idea from?!

Alexa Andrew went to his office. I went to the office, I was worried I had stepped too hard on Derrick’s toes. He didn't seem to be the type to take criticism. He had to take my suggestions if he wanted the deal. He was in his office for a long time. With each passing hour my fear for my job became greater. I guess I should have been softer when making my argument earlier. I went to the rec room for a cup of coffee to pass my time. Andrew came by the office later, He had a large brown suitcase. He said a quick ‘Hi’ and ran into the office. I shook my head and smiled, Andrew was always running to meet Derrick. I opened up the email for any work to do. Nothing, all of it was already taken care

David has alternative ways to leave me both delighted and overwhelmed. “Sugar as of now the lack of a condom isn’t stopping me from enjoying your sweet offerings. If fact, it’s a perk now, oh yeah, it’s a perk.” David straightened and his thumb flicked at my clit before it worried it for a while. “Oh, baby girl you’re liking this a lot look at how ready you are for this. Come on, give me everything you’ve got. Yeah, oh Sugar, Sugar.” Every time he said sugar, he’d bottom out inside me. The last time he had me arching to give him more somehow. It made no sense to me. He deserved more of me. But here I am on a table giving him myself like I’m a last supper after I signed my life away in a genu

I say with disbelief. "Everything will be fine. You don't have to worry." Sydney says this as he takes my hand. He rubs the back of my hand soothingly and I look at his face. I never knew I would be the one to marry the handsome cold billionaire. One of the most feared mafia lords. One of the hottest bachelors. I remember reading of how Sydney dated so many hot women and I smirk. He's mine now. "All you have to do is defeat the Italians." With that we finish our dinner. I start to pick up the plates but Sydney insists on doing everything as I watch him. After he's done I decide on getting some sleep. I feel so tired.

"So?" "So he doesn't qualify to be called a Sugar Daddy!" "If he's giving you money, he's a Sugar Daddy! Doesn't matter how old he is," Emily schooled her a little on the world of escorting. "And something's fishy here, Nat. Twenty-eight is too young to be a billionaire, don't you think?" "I've never really thought about it, but I suppose he comes from old money," Natalie said. "Besides, if a nine-year-old can be a professor, why can't a grown-ass man be a billionaire? Anyway, why are we even discussing him?"

She winced slightly. "Really?" Nikky's eyes glimmered. "Our Daddy is a rich CEO?" He turned to look at Niccy. "Niccy, did you hear that, Daddy is a rich CEO, we could have everything we want. We are going to be rich," Nikky smiled, his eyes sparking. "Of course." Niccy's smile was musty. "When are we going to meet him again? he's so nice," Nikky turned to look at his mother. "Soon," Natasha found her self laughing, maybe it wouldn't be so bad, if they spent sometime with him, he wasn't that bad though.

“Well, well… that changes things, doesn't it? Maybe she is worth somethin’ after all. Maybe her real Daddy deserves a little… compensation. For my loss. For my pain.” He leered directly at me now. “Looks like your mama found herself a sugar daddy, girlie. Bet she’s really comfortable.” He took another step, the tire iron hanging loosely now, forgotten in his sudden calculation. “Yeah… compensation. We can talk about that. How much are you worth to him, huh? My little girl…”

Like I was never poor. My body lightened and I let myself fall asleep. “Woaaa!!,” her mouth was open in shock. But she was happy for me. And she didn’t need to express that, “You gotta tell me girl. Don’t tell me you’ve got yourself a sugar daddy,” she said as jumped on the cushions. “Sugar daddy? Who tells you things like that? Aren’t you a minor,” I said as I wiped the kitchen shelf. “I won’t be anymore in a couple of months,” she said as she came towards me.

Does whatever the fuck I tell him to. He was quiet for so long I figured he'd bolted. For a normal sugar daddy, it was an insane ask. Then he replied with one word. [Oh.] I scoffed and got ready to block him. A second later, another text came through. [Do you need me to sell my body?] [Wanna see my eight-pack?] I froze. He upped the stakes himself. I stared at the screen and slowly typed back. [No face. No real names. Once you're mine, no touching other women. Or I block you instantly.]