Novel & Cerita Sugar Life Aesthetics

he just wants to live his life fullest and enjoy every moment ariel:- I am travel, as you know, I travel so many places and fitness so many magnificent things like you. this perfume is made up of honey and dead material which is rare and soon get extinct Ariel notice. this place is heaven, beautiful woman, expensive wine and fruit are decorated on the table, there are both man and women serve as host, Ariel want to work there and live his life in heaven ariel give 20 $ for 1 hour, he sits with two beautiful ladies. they have the same age as him. those girl dresses are really small and sexy.

“Never… I’ll never let you sigh, howl and growl underneath the other men’s bodies, Eva Sweetheart… You only belong to me; you solely belong to Sugar Aquarius Minarto…” Sugar Aquarius pounced his Eva Sweetheart’s perfect, gorgeous, slim as well as sexily intoxicating body again. Their lips, mouths and tongues twisted one after another again. Their hands were seen exploring, travelling as well as adventuring on each other’s flawless, gorgeous as well as sexily intoxicating bodies. Hot bed was begun again. Words, phrases as well as sentences weren’t needed anymore. Sighing, howling and growling were soon audible throughout Sugar Aquarius’ personal room that night.

By the time midnight rolled around, I was convinced that Sugar had either lost her mind, or was secretly plotting to kill me through sheer exhaustion. “Again!” she clapped her manicured hands like some demented ballet instructor, her diamonds sparkling under the chandelier light. “But this time—more sway in the hips, darling. You are not Marigold, the peasant with a limited wardrobe. You are Margaux, the scandal of every dinner party. If you do not look like you are plotting someone’s social downfall with every step, you are failing.”

I have now sexually identified myself as a microwave meal- I'm ready in two minutes and I don't look anything like the picture pasted on the label. Compared to the three pictures I used for my profile when I first registered myself at the Cupcakes website, applying for the sugar baby position, I am currently thirty pounds heavier with chubbier face and widening figure. Luca Sinclair would've never thought three years later he'd be fucking a woman who looked nothing like the profile he chose, and fourteen years older than the one he usually prefers.

"Well, if it isn't Ms. Gavell. What are you doing here, shaking milkshakes?" "Aren't you your family's precious little princess? Yet you're now stuck living in a dorm, can't even afford food, and have to work a job like this." "Did your family company go under, or did that perfect image you worked so hard to build finally fall apart?"

Candy and Sugar stepped in right behind me, already smiling like predators. Candy was pure p**n-star perfection with platinum blonde, fake DD tits barely contained in a tiny silver bikini top, tiny waist, and an ass so round and firm it made my mouth water. Sugar was the perfect contrast with caramel skin, long dark hair, natural heavy tits, and a fat, juicy ass that jiggled with every step. Both of them were barely dressed, bodies glistening with oil and glitter. “You’ve been staring at us all night, Drew,” Candy purred, pushing me back onto the couch with both hands on my chest. “Time to stop looking and start feeling.”

I always thought sugar babies were girls with no ambition, just pretty faces chasing easy money. But that day, as I sat in my studio apartment, staring at unpaid bills and an empty fridge, I realised I was about to become one myself. New York City wasn’t cheap. My job as a part-time waitress barely covered my rent, and classes at NYU left me exhausted. So when Chloe, my friend from art history, showed me the SugarConnect app, I rolled my eyes at first. But that night, desperate, I downloaded it.

“Amelia….Amelia, she’s tired of all these things, her life has changed for the worse. She just wants her life back, that’s all.” She said that since she ever saw me her life changed into a completely different story. Where was the girl who wanted to work so she could attend college and fulfill her parent’s dreams? What I was hearing broke my life. Then she moved closer to me. She placed her hands on my shoulders and she smiled. She told me to make her continue with her life. I'm the only one who she wants now and who can make her go back to her life. I can change her life back to who she was before,

Yoonjin didn't reply, staring blankly at the younger. "Am– am I your sugar baby?" Hosun asked hesitantly. Yoonjin smiled a little and Hosun's breath hitched. He leaned on the table. "You aren't." "Oh..." "But I want you to be." Hosun's brows shot up, his cheeks reddening. "Wha– uh..." "Do you want to be my sugar baby?" Yoonjin asked casually, voice low and eyes piercing. Hosun was suddenly very flustered. "Uh~ um, why have a sugar baby when you're like, what? Twenty seven?"

"Fine but you owe me." "Okay babes." All the eyes of the man were on them. One man even went up to Sabrina. "Miss how do you feel about being my woman." This was Cody a second generation rich kid. He partied till the sun came out. He had many woman around him begging for attention and he loved being the centre of attention. "No thanks I'm good." "Baby girl I.can take care of you and give you whatever you want in exchange for you." "No thanks but when I need a sugar daddy will call you."