Cuckolded Sugardaddy

by Kara on September 27, 2009

image-69ec_4988b897I notice you staring at me from across the room. I can’t help but laugh out loud when you miss your mouth while eating your meal because you are staring at me so hard. I can see in your eyes that you are intimidated by me. You know that I am a beautiful princess and doubt that you could ever have me. Even knowing that you cannot help yourself, your eyes are glued to me.

I flirt with you from across the room. Slowly licking my lipsas I lift my glass of wine to them. My eyes lock with yours and I lean forward giving you a fabulous view of my perky tits as they almost bounce out of my lowcut dress.

I know you are thinking to yourself that you are one lucky guy and it is a miracle that a girl like me is looking back at you. I laugh as I think to myself that if you were smart you would run away right now. Most things that seem to be too good to be true, probably are.

I walk across the room to you and sit down at your table, crossing my leg I give you an incredible view of my upper thighs. We chat, we laugh and we have a good time. I give you my name and number at the end of the night and even let you see me home safely.

The next day I giggle hysterically when the flowers arrive at my door. I am in awe of my geniousness. The fact that you sent me 3 dozen long stem roses, a card, and a big box of chocolates after just meeting me last night tells me exactly what I wanted to know. You are financially comfortable and incredibly gullible and weak. The card says that you would like to take me out to dinner to a restaurant name that I recognize. It is that new swanky 5 star restaurant everyone has been talking about. The one with reservations booked for the next 3 months. Now I know that not only are you rich, but you are obviously a very influential man.

I pick up the phone and call you and tell you that I would love to see you again but unfortunately I have nothing to wear. You tell me that you are going to send your limo around to take me shopping so that I will be able to join you tonight for sure.

A few months down the line I find myself looking down at you laughing. You are on your knees licking my toes. We are on a beach in Cozamel, one of many vacations you have taken me on. I am wearing an Emilio Pucci designer bikini that cost almost a thousand dollars. A pair of Louboutin sandles that were almost 2 grand. Thousand of dollars worth of jewelry. You have definitely been a very generous pet. Most importantly, I am sporting Julius. He is my lover. My lover that you are paying for me to be on vacation with. That is right. I have turned you in to my cuckolded sugardaddy. You spoil me rotten and do not even have the priviledge of fucking me. All you get to do is spend incredible amounts of money on me and my lovermen, suck my toes, and if you are a good boy occassionally I will let you taste my super creamy sweet pussy. You are on your knees in front of me, you are wearing my collar and that pathetic cock and balls of yours are locked up in a cage. The male chasity device that only I have a key for.

I am in a generous mood today. I even allow you a quick kiss on my cheek as I send you scurring to get me and my lover man another drink from the tiki bar.

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