Vicky

It was raining cats and dogs. Even my fancy red jacket could not stand this shower. I had to stay somewhere under the roof, but my appointment point was in the middle of Marien platz.

I knew Vicky could not also go stand there so I started looking for her in the surroundings of the square where there are roofs. I did not know even how she looks like. All I had seen was some few photos.

Finally, among the crowd I found a beautiful girl, with a black jacket, blond hairs, and two widely open green eyes gazing at me.

She was not tall, but normal, and she had both her hands into her pocket. Like someone whom you owe her something. I said hello to her, she was quiet. Like, she was analyzing the guy! That lady, became my best friend for several months.

Still after 2 years from that time, Vicky is the one whom I go to her with pleasure. I still write her time to time, although she answers after one month or more. The good thing is she answers. If one day she says “I am back and I want to be your sugar baby again” I will accept her warmly and I will drop every other girl I am meeting or supporting or writing to right now.

I remember that day, we walked towards Isar river. We found a restaurant and we had a Mexican lunch. She was fit and very caring about her body style.

On the way back to Marienplatz, I remember I gave her 150 euros. She said “You don’t need to do this!” And she was serious about not accepting the money. But I really wanted to meet her again so at the end I left the money in her hand bag.

When I look at myself, I see that I did never fell in love with Vicky but I really liked her. And i was really enjoying my time with her. And she was an exceptional girl.

After years of experience I now know you should avoid falling in love with your girl at any cost. Because as soon as you fell in love you no more behave logically. You start sacrificing yourself for her. You forget your own needs and priorities. Well at least, that’s how I am. And at the end, the girl starts using you, and at one point she will leave and you remain destroyed and devastated.

For her, money was not everything. She more wanted to have a proper friendship and life. Now, after years of experience with girls, I understand how important this is. If you ever found such a girl, never let her go!

I kept meeting Vicky continuously. She gave me a name after a while: “Mr. Darling”! Vicky was working in a fashion store. Sometimes I was picking her up from her work, had a drink with her and drove her home.

Vicky had an issue: “she was always stressed by her work”. All the time she was talking about work and customers and bosses and what has happened and what is going to happen and… this sometimes was boring.

I think this is a common problem that sugar daddies have few things to talk about with their girls. For me however a proper communication was very important. Specially that I am a type of guy who is not after sex. Or at least it is not an urgent priority for him. I am more after going out and visiting places and spending time together and … that’s why it is important for me that the girl enjoys talking about everything.

With most of the girls, I am then one who always leads the conversation. If I get quiet, the girl gets quiet too. They usually have nothing to say. And sometimes, they just dont open up to me.

When I was with vicky, I was not really a rich guy.

Chapter 3: Nik!

After my unsuccessful experience with the first sugar baby, I decided to try harder and meet more girls until I find that unique Angel who matches my taste of beauty of charm.

Nik was the second person I met. I still meet Nik almost every week, we still go out and we have a nice time together. I still buy her gifts with pleasure. She however, never asks me for anything, I do all of this at my own will.

As I described to you, no sex or intimate contact is involved. I know Nik for more than two years now, and I have never kissed her on the lips even once. Everything between us has been very formal.

Nik has turned from a Sugar Baby into a nice friend and this is really valuable for me.

Nik has brown eyes and hairs. She is German. No green or blue eyes, no blond hairs, not super tall, but she is still pretty. I have noticed she does mostly wear no makeup, or when she does, it is very light.

Chapter 2: The First Meeting!

I really decided to become a sugar daddy back in Autumn of 2016.

So, I registered there in the web site and started writing messages to girls.

One difficulty I had was my language. Trust is a very important issue in this bussiness. Many of the girls in the web site were losing interest in me as soon as they were noticing I am writing them in English instead of German.

Also a very large number of them were getting scared and feeling insecure as soon as I was telling them I am from somewhere in the middle east.

In spite of these, after a while, I had replies, and then, I started setting appointments and meeting them.

The first one I met, was calling herself Maya! Goddess Maya! She actually did her best all the time to hide her real identity.

While this is Ok for a sugar baby to do it in the beginning, as I will show you, it is extremely dangerous if you get a sugar baby in your life who always wants to hide her private life from you.

I remember the day we wanted to meet for lunch the first time. Our meeting point was beside an old wall in the city center. I was excited and stressed.

She was late. I remember I was waiting there for 20 minutes. Then she arrived but did not recognize me. There was a man selling flowers beside the wall. She thought he is me and ran to him and said “Hei are you M.?”.

It was funny! But then i started thinking maybe we two are wearing clothes the same way! And then i fell in doubt, I am really rich?

We walked to a restaurant, we had lunch, the only positive point about her was her high heel black ankle boots, nothing else was interesting about her. she even was not fit. She has a round big belly!

She was many times looking at my wrist watch. I think she wanted to know if I am wearing a Rolex! Which I am not! And even if I have millions, I will never waste my money on that.

I remember that day for the first time I put money in the wallet of a girl! Also I bought something for her.

She walked me after launch to a shop and got a swim suit for herself. I paid that. And for your reference I did never see her in that seem suit.

Now that I think about it, I strongly believe I am a true idiot. Why should you buy clothing for a girl which she never wears them for you? But she wears them when having fun with another man?

Those days it was Ok for me to do it. I was thinking I am doing something cool. I was thinking I am real man, taking of a girl’s needs. Today I recognize how mistaken i have been.

I met Maya that day, and only one more time after many months. I will tell that story later. The 50 euros I put in her wallet that day, was the only and only money I gave her.

She was not the one i was looking for. She was not really pretty.

Still when I visit that web site, I see she is online seeking for silly guys to suck their money out of their pocket!

Chapter 1: The Journey Begins!

Sometimes I don’t know what i am doing! and clearly, today is one of them. I have just started this web site!

I am M! And all of the story I am gonna put here is real! All has really happened or is happening right now!

I live in … well, somewhere in Germany! I have an illusion that I make good money!  Well you know, I guess at least I make more than average people.

However here is the first problem! I am not German. I am from somewhere in the middle east. The lovely, full of trouble middle east! I don’t look like Germans, no blue eyes, no blond hairs, not very tall.

Also that is painful but my German speaking skills are not good enough yet. So I mostly stick to English for conversation.

I am near my end of 38. I have a lot of dreams. I guess, i should fight harder for them.

I think I like girls! Or I don’t know, may be it is an illness! probably the worst illness I have. I have of course another illness which is as sever as this one: I always feel lonely. Even when there are a lot of people around me.

I don’t feel lonely only when I am with someone whom I love. As you will see in my story, this illness will make me pay a lot of money!

You know, I have been working my entire life. Work, work, work…! In the old days, when my smartphone was showing a new message has arrived, I was almost sure it is either someone who needs something or the mobile phone operator!

It was never happening that people write me and simply ask, “Hey, how are you today?” Specially not girls!

Now, imagine me as an Asian guy who has such issues in Germany! How can he attract some girls and go out with them? German girls… just think about the depth of the disaster!

The racist is there! It is only hidden, but it is there. I have been living here in this country for 4 years now, and I know those walls between us, and Germans are there.

No one talks about them. Every one pretends there is no wall, no difference, but there is. You will only feel it if you look very carefully and if you try to pass the wall. I don’t say passing the wall is impossible but mostly it is extremely difficult.

Even I believe many immigrants think they have passed the wall and are now a part of Germans community, but indeed they are still strangers. This however shows up only in very special circumstances.

Anyway now, imagine it is Friday evening and I want to go watch a movie in the Cinema and I like to have a nice company. How would I do that?

The solution which came into my mind was easy and straight forward: what if I attract them with money? I can easily afford to have a lady beside me.

That was the reason why I got interested in the idea of being a sugar daddy. I really was not after having sex or any intimate contact with any one. I just wanted to have a nice company.

Now after more than 2 years of being a sugar daddy however, I recognize how wrong it is to not to be after sex! You may get surprised or angry about what I said, however, in future I will show you why I am right.

So! I became a sugar daddy. And here is my story… which is still ongoing…

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