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Idk if I miss the drugs or his dick more….
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yall seemed to like my first story about my sugaring/escorting days sooo time for another one.

This was back when I was 18-20 at university. At this point I had only two encounters with different sugar daddies. My first date, the cuckold story I posted. And the second was a quicky with a younger guy. Both times I was comically underpaid, so I think that’s what stopped me from really pursing a ton of more dates for a bit.

Then the allure of freshman year came— the endless spending and going out. I went to a private school and hung out with rich ass kids. I quickly got back on the sites and found myself a new daddy.

The selection of SDs at school was much much smaller than back at home. I lowered the already pretty low standards I had for myself.

I literally just picked the highest bidder lol. He was offering a ton of cash (to my 18 year old self) for a first time meetup. I didn’t take any precautions, he picked me up at my dorm. I didn’t ask for pictures of him. I realllyyy wasn’t thinking at all.

He wasn’t attractive and was recently divorced. that’s literally the only thing he ever talked about. He got pretty aggressive in his rants, especially his coke rants. He also loved comparing me and my accomplishments to his kids, who were around my age. He told me I had so much more potential than them.

In the first car ride from my dorm to his place he immediately made me suck him off in the car. His dick was below average sized, with sizable hairy gut covering it. The whole thing was kinda repulsive to me at first. I was deepthroating him while he was driving around campus. And he definitely didn’t wash his dick. Anytime he stopped anyone could look in. He took off my shirt too, tits out. There were so many people walking around. It was humiliating. He came in my mouth before I even got to his place.

He was so satisfied with that, he just took me back to my dorm after the quick 20 minute drive around town. I left w the remnants of a huge facial, the $800 and a lovely dime bag of the best coke Ive ever had in my life.

And of course I kept going back. No matter how grossed out I was by the whole ordeal, I made more money by just sucking his cock than the few times I fucked for money. Looking back, maybe that was his plan because I was immediately hooked.

The car bj was routine everytime he picked me up. Then, I’d hang out at his place all day doing drugs with him on the weekend. He loved snorting lines off me and making me suck coke off his dick. He also loved betting on baseball games while I blew him the entire time. Anytime his team was losing, the nights lasted much longer and my throat hurt much more. He treated my head like a stick shift lol. Those were the only nights he’d fuck me too.

I don’t think he really liked fucking me. he said i was “too young.” I think he knew I just wasn’t into it. Or something else I’m not sure. so he saved it for the nights he was really upset or really high.

Coke led to ecstasy, my favorite. I loved how utterly happy I felt on it. I was so willing, and genuinely enthusiastic about everything. and it lasted much longer than coke. And it got me indescribably horny. I could suck his dick for hours and not even realize.

I had my first threesome with two of his friends while he watched. I don’t remember too much of it, just completely out of my mind. We all were on multiple things. I loved acid too so I’d usually mix that with whatever we were having. It was all a sloppy blur but I remember not being able to handle two dicks. And they really couldn’t try that hard to keep pushing it because we were all so out of it.

I kept seeing this daddy on and off for 2 years. After every date I’d come back to my dorm with cash and pure ass drugs. I was verrryyy popular lol. Happily and generously sharing my stashes with new friends. Doing lines between classes and trips to seeing my daddy. Everyone came back to me the day after with raving reviews lol.

Eventually he ghosted me after a night where we smoked crack and it kinda all went downhill. He was going offf about his ex-wife again and it all just got really scary I think he realized how much he actually scared me idk.

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