Addicted To My Sugar Daddy

by Mack Collins

The drive to the airport was an interesting one, much more interesting than how it had been for me earlier on during the evening.

  “This is for you beautiful for a great night so far.” Alec presented me with a slender long black box.

  I took the gift with shaky fingers excited and anxious to see what treasure was hidden in this box.

  “OH WOW!” I gasped as my eyes caught sight of the most elegant diamond necklace I had ever seen in my life. It sparkled in the dark and the only thing that crossed my mind at that point was this was worth way more than my tuition, rent and bills put together. It lay neatly in the white soft cushion inside the box.

  Taking hold of this fine piece of ‘jewelry I brought it up to my eye level to admire its beauty.

  “Thanks Alec, it’s gorgeous. I love it,” I squeaked with excitement, thanking him profusely for his generous gift. But he was very humble and shrugged off my gratitude as if it was nothing serious.

  “There’s much more where that came from sweetheart,” he gave me a wicked little gin that sent tiny shock waves through my entire body.

  “Beautiful gifts for a gorgeous woman,” he continued, as his smile widened.

  The car finally came to a stop and he pressed the automatic bottom to the side of his door, causing both his window and mine to roll down slowly. I looked out only to realize that we were already at the airport. There was a sleek looking medium sized plane a short distance from where the limo had stopped.

  Alec quickly stepped out of the vehicle and took a few strides across the front of the car, to get to my side. He opened the door and held out his hand to me, “shall we?”

  Taking his hand I slowly disembarked the vehicle and we headed to the plane. A young brunette woman stood at the bottom of the short retractable staircase.

  “Marisol,” he gave the woman a nod as she greeted the both of us with a pleasant smile and a warm good evening.

  “Air traffic control says the sky will be clear the entire night into the morning,” she said as we entered the plane.

  The interior of the plane was so exquisite that I almost gasped in disbelief. How could a plane be so beautiful, so luxurious? The insides were painted egg white with gold trimmings towards the top, while the creamy white leather seats seem to entice you into their luxurious softness. It was like a hotel suit in the air.

  “Champagne Madame?” A voice from above asked. Looking up I saw a tall slender man wearing a black tux with a bow tie holding out a small silver tray with two glasses of Champagne. Taking hold of one of the glasses I brought it up to my lips and took a sip.

  “Here’s to the beginning of something new and exciting,” Alec hoisted his glass and made a toast.

  “To us,” I replied bring my glass up to meet his half way in the air.

  We were served with hors d-oeuvres and some more champagne throughout the two hour flight to Las Vegas.

  CHAPTER SIX

  Las Vegas was beautiful, full of light and excitement. Although we were now in the wee hours of the morning people were everywhere and it seemed like a trip to the mall. Alec took me to one of the most luxuriously exquisite casino resorts in the place. Our first stop was downstairs in the casino. Alec seemed to be well known by the staff and they greeted him by his first name. Maybe he owned some shares in this resort, I thought to myself, seeing how liberally he was spending his money.

  “My good luck charm,” he said to the dealer at the table where he spent most of his time playing blackjack and craps.

  The young man smiled, “she looks like a winner indeed.”

  Sadly he did not have much luck with me by his side and at a point I felt really bad for him, but he did not care, he was out to have fun and money was no issue for him.

  This was the second time I had ever been to a casino and boredom was slowly creeping up on me as I stood by his side. He must have noticed that I was unentertained, because he pulled out a card, his membership card to be precise and instructed me to go have fun with it.

  “What do you like to play?” He had a curious look on his face.

  “Well um… I don’t mind trying out the slot machines for a bit,” I answered sheepishly.

  “You can get some money out of the card, and use the slot machines,” he informed me. I was a little hesitant to do as he had suggested, but he was persistent and wanted to see me having fun and so I took the card and made my way to the slot machine.

  Sticking the card in the slot space, I began taking chances and spinning the wheel. Every time I would win something small and would always be inclined to spend some more money. I guess that was how most people end up spending all their money at the casino; it was just so darn addictive. I was having fun with the slot machines while he was at the table playing blackjack. What an awesome time we were both having. Several skimpily clad waitresses were walking around taking orders and serving drinks, I had several shots of Bacardi, the drink that almost always had me tipsy. But I did not care, I wanted to unwind and let loose, to live in the moment for a while.

  At the end of it all I had spent over four hundred dollars and won only eighty. A little disappointed feeling caused me to want to leave the casino area and head upstairs to the room. He too did not win anything much, “just a few hundred” he had said.

  We walked up the set of stairs up until the third floor.

  “Why are we taking the stairs again?” I asked sarcastically.

  “Because its great exercise sweetheart,” he answered as he was about to continue walking up the stairs.

  When we finally got to the room, I realized that this was the most amazing hotel suite I had ever seen in my entire life. It was simply divine.

  “Mr. Strong, this looked like it was well thought of and planned out,” I teased.

  “I was hoping that you would take the trip with me,” with that he captured my lips with his and swept me off my feet with a passionate kiss. My body was left aching for more. I kissed him back even more passionately, exploring the insides of his mouth with my tongue. We pulled back briefly as he led me to the bed; he opened the wine bottle and poured a glass for himself and then a glass for me.

  “More wine,” I thought to myself, I was sure to be completely out of it by the time I would wake up.

  He took slow seductive sips of the wine, while maintaining a slow steady gaze with me.

  “So you enjoying your night so far, Liz?” He asked sitting me on his lap.

  “Yes, I am very impressed with what I see,” I admitted to him blushing.

  “Well the day is just getting started,” he said glancing over at the small alarm clock on the night stand. He was right, it was no longer night time anymore and it was a new day. His hand stroked my thighs lightly, the dress I had on was short, but not too short, parts of my long leg was exposed as I sat on him, and he was all too glad to tease my tender flesh.

  A little moan escaped my lips as he mouth made contact with the palm of my hand. “You are so gorgeous, I don’t think you even know how cute you are,” he said with a genuine smile on his face.

  “Mr. Strong, you’re turning me on,” I admitted before locking lips with him one more time. This time, I did not let go and he didn’t either. Our tongues were hot and wild for each other and as he continued kissing tiny shockwaves rushed through my body.

  In that moment there was no thought in my mind, except that of making love to Alec Strong. He had charmed his way between my legs, and I could tell that I did not have a problem with it from the throbbing between my tights. I was actually curious to see the size of his dick, would it be a lean and attractive as he was. And if that was the case, he would be like the total package.

  As we continued kissing, he pushed my body unto the bed with his, covering my slender frame with his huge masculine body. He spoke sweet seductive words to me in a husky voice that made my juices shoot through my body.

  “Oh God I want you so much,” he groaned, his lips hot and wild on mine. Soon they left my lips and trailed down the length of my neck,
planting a series of gentle kisses on my bare flesh. I moaned out as his lips stroked my neck with his tongue, giving it slow long licks that sent spasms through my entire body. I wanted to scream out in the ecstasy of the moment, my body was so sensitive to his touch.

  I could feel his hand pulling down on my dress, as his kisses followed. My breasts sprung free from the restriction of the fabric, as he continued to pull the dress off of my body. I hoisted my leg helping him get the dress off and then kicking it to the bottom of the bed with my stilettos still on. I had not been wearing a bra and it made it incredible easy for him to capture my hardened nipples with his tongue. He sucked it gently, closing his eyes and making pleasurable sounds like he was really enjoying what he was doing.

  The throbbing between my legs intensified and his fingers took hold of my other nipple and he rolled it lightly between his thumb and index finger, given it soft pinches as he continued. I moaned out again, this time with more energy than the first time.

  His hand found my pussy and he began stroking the inner flesh, teasing my wetness to the point where I was about ready to beg him to penetrate my pussy with something anything he could find, his hand, tongue, finger, anything would do right now. I was hot and ready.

  I could have sworn he read my mind, because his finger soon made contact with my tender flesh as he slipped it into my wetness and began thrusting it inside deep into my moist core, flicking it around in the insides. I moaned closing my eyes as the sensations gripped my body. Pulling away briefly he scurried out of his attire, and reveals his beautiful huge dick to me. It hung there waiting to be stroked and awakened.

  Once erect his dick was almost double the size it had been when I first laid eyes on it. Parting my legs he slowly mounted me and probed my pussy with his dick.

  “Oh Yes!” I moaned loudly as his dick penetrated my pussy with a single hard thrust. I gripped firmly to his broad masculine shoulders as he gave me a series of long steady thrusts mixed with shorter harder thrusts. Bucking my pussy against his dick I gave into to his sweet seduction and lost myself in the heat of the moment. My moans could have easily been heard had the room not been sound proof.

  “Come on let it all out,” He groaned breathlessly, thrusting his dick in and out my pussy, causing me to give in to the sweet surrender. I did not want this night to ever end, it was one of the best nights of my life. I closed my eyes, and moaned even louder as he continued to ram my pussy with his dick, increasing the momentum of his thrusting sending waves of excitement and pleasure through my body. Finally with a mighty thrust and a loud thunderous groan we both reached our climax together.

  Our bodies collapsed unto the bed, tired and spent from all the activities of the night. We had a little pillow chat, complimenting each other on how good we were in bed. Had I not been so tipsy I would have gotten down on my knees and sucked his dick like never before. Mr. Alec Strong was definitely a man that I wanted to keep in my life. I could see myself, getting many perks just from knowing him. He looked like the type of man with connections, power, and wealth. Just the thing that I needed in my life right now. We soon dozed off into a deep sleep.

  ****

  The small alarm clock on the night stand read seven a.m. and I rolled out of the unfamiliar bed in the unfamiliar city. I felt around me and the body of Alec Strong was lying limp from sleep next to me. I got up and walked barefooted to the pink tiled bathroom. My reflection looked bulldozed and sleepy. Glancing vaguely at the sleeping figure in the plush bed with Egyptian cotton sheets and I decided not to wake him. Instead I did what I had wanted to do last night but did not get the opportunity to do it. Pulling down on his boxers gently I took hold of his semi erect dick. “He must be one of those that wake up with a hard on,” I thought to myself, licking the tip of his shaft with my hot hungry tongue. He did not move, but he groaned while still in his deep sleep. Without warning I took hold of the dick and began moving my mouth up and down his full length sucking him slowly at first but sucking it harder as I went along. He now began coming to life, he was making pleasurable sounds while moving his groin. He must have thought it was all just a sweet dream because his eyes remained shut. I pulled my lips away from his huge dick and search further down below, cupping his balls in my hands I brought my lips to them. Gently nibbling on his balls, I used my hand to stroke his dick; I wanted to get him an erection.

  He groaned again, this time he knotted his fingers in my silky hair and guided my head upwards almost forcing my lips open to take in his huge dick.

  “Oh yeah, don’t stop sweetheart,” he groaned as I sucked his dick over and over, gently then harder, and harder. Caressing the head of the dick with my tongue while softly massaging his tender balls with my fingers.

  I could feel his body quivering as he moved his groin almost viciously against my mouth, thrusting his dick in and out of my mouth over and over again, while holding my head firmly in place.

  “OH I’m gonna cum,” he groaned in a hoarse voice.

  He gripped unto my hair even tighter and thrust his dick all the way into my mouth almost to the point where I almost gagged. He continued to thrust his dick harder and faster into my mouth until he let out a loud groan and his hot liquid exploded onto my tongue.

  I swallowed the somewhat salty lumpy mixture, and licked my lips. “Hum… good.” I teased as I slowly released his dick.

  We both enjoyed a warm shower together further exploring each other’s bodies before catching our flight back home. Again we boarded his private jet, in a hassle free manner and in no time we were back home.

  He had the same limo driver pick us up at the airport and he dropped me off at my apartment before heading back to his hotel.

  “Good bye for now, my sweet sugar baby,” he teased. This was actually the first time he mentioned anything along the lines of the nature of our relationship.

  I laughed repeating what he had just said, “Sugar baby.”

  He got out of the vehicle and walked around to my door and opened it for me, helping me out of the car. As he walked me to my front door he slipped his hand in his pocket and pulled out a card. It was his personal business card.

  “Here, anything you need or want just call or email me, and you’ll have it baby okay,” he cupped my face and planted a soft kiss on my forehead. He handed the card to me, before quickly making his way back to the car.

  As I entered my apartment a slight feeling of regret came over me. How could some people have it so good, while life was just down right shitty for others like me?

  The red light on the telephone showed that there were three messages. One from the telephone company saying that I had ten minutes left on my cell phone, another from the electrical company informing me that my light bill was way over due and I needed to make a payment on it by this Tuesday. Damned electrical company how could they call me on a weekend and bug me about some darn bill? I sucked my teeth as a wave of irritation and anger swept through me. There was another message, it was not a bill collector though, it was from Mike, the young guy whom I’d had dinner with on Friday evening he was inviting me for lunch and some drinks. I picked up the phone and quickly called his number, anxious to hear his voice. For some reason I felt like Mike and I had a connection. It was more than just sex; in fact we had not even had any sex yet. It was a deeper connection.

  “Hi Mike, I wanted to take you up on your offer today but it’s sort of late for lunch don’t know if you want to do dinner.” I said into the telephone, and after some brief static on his end, he spoke up.

  “That would be so cool, I could make the reservations. Where do you want to go for dinner?” He asked and I paused, considering my options.

  “Well,” I started. I was about to say Petite Paris remembering how fancy it had been in there, but I decided against it, considering the fact that the staff there seemed well acquainted with Alec. Then I was going to pick another restaurant but I decided against that too, I didn’t want to risk bumping into neither Alec nor Joey; the owner of the
bar that Mike worked.

  “How about a nice little homemade dinner at your place,” I suggested coyly.

  “Sounds Great, We’ll cook up something spicy,” He replied and I giggled. When we ended the call, I quickly ran up to my room. I needed to take a little nap, so that my body could recover from the events of what had happened in Vegas. The time because the last thing I remembered doing was setting my alarm for six in the evening. It must be some mistake the alarm must be broken I thought to myself, it had seemed like just about five minutes since I went to lay down. Checking the time on my phone I realized that I had just slept several hours straight and it was now time to wake up and get ready for dinner with Mike. I got out of bed sluggishly and rushed off to take a quick shower. My stomach growled, as I realized how hungry I was.

  After digging fruitlessly through my closet, I settled for a purple loose fitting mini dress and purple sling backs. I was just about to lock up when I heard the shrill horn of the Mike’s car disturb the silence of the apartment complex. Rushing out of the apartment, I barely locked the door on the way out.

  “Hi again,” Mike said to me just as I had haphazardly entered the car, closed the door and put on my seat belt. He smiled and wrapped his arms around me in a protective hug. I hugged him back and felt warmth that had not been there before. Smiling he turned towards the road and started the engine of his car. We drove in companionable silence and as we neared his high rise condo that overlooked the city. We started up a relaxed conversation.

  “So how has work been?” I questioned trying to find out whether my name had come up in his conversations with Joey. I checked my hair in one of his mirrors, and soon after he escorted me to the elevators. He inhaled just as the doors closed.

  “It’s been great, Joey’s turned the place around almost completely and now business is definitely booming. The new look suits the place perfectly.” A warm smile graced his face as he spoke and his eyes lit up with excitement. Looking into his beautiful eyes I realized that they seemed to tell a mysterious tale all by themselves and I just couldn’t seem to wait to unravel it. My heart raced at the sound of Joey’s name and a rush of excitement coursed through my body. Thankfully Mike didn’t seem to notice my reaction to Joey’s name.