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Sugar Daddy Chronicles, Part 2

Every Day is Sweet

By A.Published 3 years ago 7 min read
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Sugar Daddy Chronicles, Part 2
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When we last left our Sugar Daddy, he’d spent a lovely Sunday evening with Kat. Now, two weeks later, he’s seen Primary Sugar Baby a couple of times, but is about to embark on another weekend alone.

He’d continued texting a couple other women during the time when he’d met Kat. One in particular had the most incredible eyes. Big, blue, deep -- simply enchanting. Tiffany. Dark hair, what appeared in pictures to be rather large breasts. She made him laugh over text, and that was always a good sign.

So, he finally agreed to meet Tiffany. He asked her to his favorite bar for drinks on a Sunday night. Exactly two weeks after he’d spent the night with Kat.

Tiffany was shorter than he’d imagined, with incredible curves. A very round ass, and those breasts were perfect - full, round, definitely drawing his attention. But, what he noticed in person was her eyes. The same thing that had caught him in her pictures. This short, thick, lusciously curvy woman just looked at him and owned him. As much as he enjoyed her body, he couldn’t stop looking into her eyes.

They went into the bar and ordered drinks. She wasn’t much of a drinker, she told him, but she did order a cocktail.

They started talking and immediately connected over some mutual interests. She was 20 years younger, but she told him he could pass for a man in his 30s. He could also tell she would not be sleeping with him that night. Still, he had a great time - she had a great time. They laughed, shared food, he finished her drink.

As they were talking, she told him about her profile on FetLife. He’d heard of the site some years ago. She texted him the link.

Back at his apartment, he poured a cocktail and opened her FetLife page. He found pictures of her in a leather collar, in sinful lingerie, and one picture he couldn’t stop looking at. Her mouth wrapped around a very thick cock, her eyes staring up at the camera. He wanted this - wanted to look down and see her mouth around his own fat cock, see her eyes looking up at him. He thought the reality of that scene might make him cum instantly. He wanted to find out.

He read some of the stories she’d shared. He then sent her a message about liking her page. Then, he sent her some stories he’d written.

She was starting a new job, she told him, but was off work every Monday. So, maybe they could see each other the following Sunday. He agreed that Sunday would be good.

Monday was a normal day for him, quietly going about his writing.

Tuesday, he talked briefly with Primary Sugar Baby in the morning. Then, he went about his day. Texting and teasing Tiffany, admiring her humor and her naughtiness.

Wednesday morning came, and Primary messaged him she wanted to meet that night. He always made time for Primary. He picked up Mexican food and took it to her house. She kissed him when he walked in, and they shared margaritas and laughs.

She told him she had a surprise, and pulled out a bag of mushrooms. She told him it was time for him to have this experience. He agreed. She handed him a bottle of water and the crushed mushrooms in the bag. No mushrooms for her, she’d just drink a bit and make sure he was ok.

The room turned golden, and she appeared to be an elf. A glorious, sexy elf. He could not resist looking at her. She turned on music and he sat on her couch, drinking a bourbon and enjoying the experience. Waves of intensity, a reset to normal, then colors and lights and sounds at a whole new level. Then grey and white and another drink of bourbon.

This went on for a few hours. She threw a stuffed cat at him and it came alive. A small plant turned into a spider.

As he felt the experience coming down, felt longer bits of normalcy between the intensity, he noticed she’d gone upstairs.

When she came back down, she was barefoot, in yoga pants, and a cut off t-shirt. No bra. She smelled of his favorite perfume, and she placed her hand on his thigh. This was not a hallucination, she was coming on strong.

He pulled her face to his, kissed her deep red lips. Felt the heat of her body, felt her breasts beneath him.

She was in his lap now, massaging his hard cock through his pants, kissing his neck, letting him smell and feel and absorb her essence.

He unzipped his pants, and she eased hers down. No panties, just a perfectly smooth, slick pussy. She gripped his hard cock with her long fingers and then eased him into her. She moaned and said his name as the full length and thickness of him was inside her. She rocked up and down, gently, slowly. Kissing him, looking into his eyes.

They loved this - this togetherness, this moment. She began fucking him a little faster now, and his hands were on her ass, holding her down, grinding against her body. He was kissing her all over her neck and shoulders and chest. He was lost in her scent, in the moment, in this. The mushrooms had heightened his senses, and he could not stop.

He felt his body tensing, felt her gripping him tightly. He let out a loud moan and filled her with his hot cum. She looked into his eyes and kissed him. She told him to stand up, and she led him upstairs to her bedroom.

Once there, he would place his head between her legs as she lay propped against some pillows. He tasted his cum mixed with her sweetness and got lost in the feel of her clit, the taste and scent of her, of them. Her climax came in a matter of minutes, and she pulled his head up to her, tasted his salty sweet lips. They held each other and fell asleep.

The next morning, she wanted him to take her golfing. Of course, he obliged. Lunch, drinks, golf, and he dropped her off. He had some work on the weekend, but they’d surely be back together the next week.

Sunday came. It was time to meet Tiffany again.

They met at the agreed location, and he walked her to another of his favorite bars. She liked the drinks here better, she told him. He laughed with her and he knew this was the night.

They walked back to where they’d parked and she invited him into her car. She gave him a blunt and lit it for him. They sat and smoked and laughed. Her hand found its way to his pants, to his throbbing cock. She unzipped him and stroked him and took him in her mouth. He pulled her head up and told her they should go back to his place.

She kept one hand on his cock as she drove them to his apartment, just a few miles away. He had to stuff the thick, erect penis back into his pants to walk up the stairs to his place.

The door closed, and his mouth was on hers. Then, she was on the bed. Then, he was kissing her flesh. She felt as if she were being eaten alive. He felt like devouring her. His pants were down again, his cock rock hard. He placed his cock against her cunt, let it slide inside. Then looked at her, looked into those amazing blue eyes.

He pulled his cock out and kissed his way down to her open, wet pussy. He tasted her and lost himself in her. She wrapped her thighs around his head, placed her hands in his hair. She let go, she came hard, she screamed his name.

He kissed her lips and she stroked his cock. His mouth now on her breasts, her shoulders, back to her lips, all the while she stroked him. Her hands were soft, perfect, gentle. He kept looking into her eyes, feeling his cock throbbing in her hand.

As he kissed her deeply, he felt himself at the climax, felt his cock grow, felt the explosion of hot cum. His semen shot onto her hand, her arm, her breasts. She commented on the thickness, the heaviness of his load.

With sticky hands, she held him to her. They collapsed and slept. He saw the clock at 3 AM when he woke up. She was gone, leaving only her purple lace panties behind.

He texted her the next morning, told her they should make Sundays their day.

Then, Primary texted him. She wanted him to come over, to bring a bottle of bourbon. By 9 AM, he was at Primary’s house, she was pouring him a drink.

Just another normal week in the life of our Sugar Daddy.

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A.

A. writes creative nonfiction and fiction across a range of genres.

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