Greetings from the sugar bowl, the online paradise where younger woman barter their affections and time online for the financial support of older men....these are their stories
Greetings from the sugar bowl, the online paradise where younger woman barter their affections and time for the financial support of older men .While I have enjoyed immensely my association with one of the websites that connects sugar babies with sugar daddies…, I have taken it to another level and thought I would share my adventures…. My online profile includes a single picture and details my situation, i.e. I have been divorced for over ten years but have lived with a female executive several years my junior for almost five….She is my soul mate in every way but one…the classic cliché…as she has completely shut down sexually. I use my adventures in the sugar bowl to discretely preserve my sanity…Ever since I have added to my profile the single sentence that I would expect to pay an allowance to any sugar baby who adopts me as their sugar daddy…I am approached by 2-5 young women daily….I have had very satisfying arrangements with several but the constant approaches are stimulating all by themselves…
The women I have met in the sugar bowl were invariably interesting and I clicked with some and not others. They generally range in age from 18 to 35…education runs from high school to graduate degrees…and they include the drop dead gorgeous and the not so attractive and everything in between…As you would expect, I tend to respond to the approaches from the more attractive and intelligent women that are more proximate, as the web site is set up where membership is free, but communication for men with would-be sugar babies cost money…and time. I probably respond to about ten percent of the women who approach me…and hear back from about ten percent of those would be sugar babies to whom I have responded.
The motivations of prospective sugar babies vary too…there are some hustlers, i.e. “please send me money now so I can pay my car bill”…some financially desperate….some are lonely…some are adventurous fun seekers…some want a platonic only relationship like the gal I talked to yesterday…Most are romantically practical…looking for a “mutually beneficial relationship”. What constitutes the arrangement between sugar babies and sugar daddies is very much up to the two parties involved. Some guys (and gals) have a veritable pricelist and “appearance fees”…I prefer loosely structured relationships involving not less than two meetings monthly for an allowance of circa $1k per month…with gifts and other benefits to be determined based on how things go.
Like many of the male members, I knew several women in my real life that I wished would turn up on the site. For me, first among them .was a young gal on staff at the gym I frequent that always made me crazy as I walked the treadmill…She’s a beautiful sporty blonde at least thirty years my junior with a body to die for…She has a small office just off the huge exercise floor almost always filled with young male admirers…whose attention she obviously enjoys. She knows me to say hello to …but in real life I had no shot.
I went to a stationary store and had some “business” cards made. On one side it said “You’re Sugar Baby Material”…and on the other just the website address. I managed to place one in her office very discreetly on what I knew was her day off….
I guess it was about three weeks later that I saw her profile…She used the privacy screen on the one picture she provided but it was clearly her…I sent her a message and told her I was the guy who had left the card…She was obviously concerned that I was someone who knew her and knew she was on the site…but I reassured her that she could count on my absolute discretion…and she agreed to meet for coffee…at a place of her choosing.
She wore a sundress that underscored her femininity and took my breathe away .She smiled when she recognized me and gave me a pro forma hug…She explained she had been trying to figure out who I was …given the gaggle of men she knew thru the gym. I handed her a gift card from a very nice department store as an apology for any grief I may have caused her.
We took it slow as her rules required we meet at in Washington DC…whilst we live in nearby Maryland. We had a couple of nice dinners and clearly enjoyed one another’s company…She has a broad set of interests that extend well beyond the gym…We discussed an arrangement both times and she had questions…and reservations. Mostly she was concerned that I would protect her privacy at the gym …Curiously she also focused on her tax exposure and was comforted when I told her should could accept gifts of up to $14k annually from a person before incurring any tax liability…She laughed when she told me that none of the young men who chatted her up at the gym had fifty cents to buy her a burger. When I walked her to her car after our second date she threw her arms around me and said, “Next time book us a room in a hotel.” I did…and have been living the dream ever since.
That third date was midday on her day off …a few days later…and she allowed us to meet in Maryland….I ***********ed a hotel with discrete parking and no lobby to walk across…. I fixed a picnic lunch and brought it to the hotel…As it happened it went untouched. She arrived about 15 minutes late but looked spectacular in a rag wool sweater, tight black jeans and boots……She walked straight past me to the bathroom…and came out wearing only a men’s shirt…and a wicked grin…She lounged on the bed while I sat in the one chair in the room…I opened the wine and let it breathe …as it was clear she wanted to take her time…She wanted to talk about sex …her likes and dislikes…She loved oral…both giving and receiving but wasn’t big on 69…She liked positions where we could maintain eye contact…It was funny because she seemed to be planning our lovemaking as if it were a workout… It was verbal foreplay and I was harder than Chinese arithmetic…She asked about my likes and dislikes…I told her I didn’t like condoms and had had a vasectomy anyway…and she laughed and said she was on birth control……She knew my ex’s name and some of my old girlfriends names from our two dinners and wanted a review on each as lovers…a subject for another day I said. She grinned as she knew I was calling her on her nervousness…
I poured the wine…As I handed her a glass…(ok a paper cup)…she motioned me to sit next to her on the bed …She took a sip of wine and kissed me deeply …passionately…and when she broke the kiss she whispered…”Hello Daddy”…I unbuttoned the shirt and tasted each perfect breast as she moaned softly…I gently pushed her down onto the bed and knelt beside it while pulling her legs toward me…Her pussy was beautiful, fresh, inviting and wet…and I went down on her while she whispered instructions…When I focused on sucking her clit…her orgasm seemed sudden and very intense and she motioned me to stop so she could recover. I needed a towel to deal with her juices… In a few minutes he wicked smile was back …She looked me in the eye and said “That was very nice…but these meetings will be about you…I am here for your pleasure Daddy.” She motioned me to replace her on the bed…She knelt next to me and took me in her mouth for an expert blow job…I’m not sure it was the best I have ever had so much as the first one in a while…I told her I didn’t want to come that way and wanted to fuck her…She finished undressing me and pulled me on to the bed…We literally did the sexual program she had outlined in our conversation…whispering encouragement in between soft moans…She wanted me to come in her mouth and I did…and it was fabulous. She said she came twice more but I’m not really sure she wasn’t just being nice.
We showered together after…She was sensual and affectionate but seemed to understand that I was spent. She smiled that same wicked smile as I handed her a towel…and said, “We’ll save anal (one of my favorites) for special occasions.” My baby and I are careful at the gym though last week while I was on the treadmill, and looked toward her office…filled with three young guys…she met my gaze with a wink that made me smile. I’m looking forward to this week’s rendezvous…and figuring out what will qualify as a special occasion.
I have written to the website and asked their forgiveness for the unauthorized use of their name on the business card. Of course…I would do it again. Last week I left another card for a waitress when I paid my check at a local eatery. I now scan the site daily to see if she turns up.