Chapter 1: Frustration

The largest shopping mall of East City was bustling a little more than usual today. Plenty of couples came in and out just to browse, maybe even just to pick up a limited run of a particular item. And while this mall and its staff were used to the all too familiar shopaholic customer and their often unreasonable demands, they always dreaded when one particular customer would enter their shops with whomever her new sugar daddy happened to be. The busty bluenette was hard to miss in a crowd, and if you just happened to miss her you could always spot her by the trail of dropped jaws and drool from nearly all the men in the mall as she walked by.

"C'mon Jamie, I wanna hit at least three more boutiques before we leave for our date at that fancy restaurant!" Maron said with her patented giddy smile in tandem. Trailing behind Maron was lanky man in his mid-30's complete with red rimmed glasses and a platinum blond bowl cut. Jamie was Maron's latest in a long line of boy toys, and while he certainly wouldn't strike anyone as anywhere near Marron's league in terms of looks, he certainly was in her preferred income range. Jamie was not the one carrying Maron's ridiculous haul of clothes and jewels, but his hired protection was doing all the hard work. Maron had made it a habit of dating men who could provide everything she could want out of a man, or at least out of his wallet. And this hadn't changed at all close to two years after the historic end of the now infamous Cell Games. In fact, her tastes had not surprisingly gotten even richer as time went on.

Jamie moved to check his watch. "It looks like we still have two hours before our reservation sweetie. Are you sure we can get to three more in time? You spent two hours in the last jewelry boutique alone," said Jamie as his entourage struggled to keep up with the couple.

"I know exactly I want in these last three silly Jamie, besides if we run late you can just get your private airship to come pick us up and go straight there." responded Maron without even looking back at him.

"Anything you want Maron my sweet." Jamie said with more confidence than you would come to expect from a man of his stature.

"God he is too easy," Maron thought to herself. "Give these ugly rich boys one night they won't forget and they're wrapped around my finger." Maron had been with Jamie for only just shy of two weeks and was already getting the shopping spree of the century. "I knew the son of the largest energy provider in all of East City would be loaded, but not this loaded." Maron had always been a gold digger, but she had struck a venerable gold mine this time around in Jamie. He had more money than she knew what to do with.

Jamie was a sheltered guy, had little to no social skills, but he knew how to spend money. Or at least he knew how to spend his father's money. Maron had wormed her way into Jamie's life through his dad Charles, whom she had also called "Daddy" before she ever met Jamie. Maron had taken a more provocative approach to getting what she wanted just before the Cell Games and had made her rounds amongst the rich and powerful of East City. She never had brain power to get what she wanted, but she had that dynamite body of hers. A true hourglass figure with big perky D-Cup tits that spilled out of every top she owned. She had helped Jamie's dad Charles spy on his competitors by sleeping with them and eventually Charles rewarded her loyalty with the biggest meal ticket she had ever gotten. An all-access pass to his fortune through his only son. Had he not already had a trophy wife of his own, Charles would have taken Maron himself. But that didn't stop Charles from calling up on Maron for the occasional "favor" or three when they had time.

As her shopping spree came to an end Maron was jubilant at the prospect of a truly pampered life that she always wanted. Sure she had cast away the prospect of true love she had clung to almost 5 years ago with a particular ex of hers, but she finally had all the money for material goods she could ever want with no end in sight. Men couldn't make her happy but their money could. Little did she realize she was about to be confronted with the reality of her choice in men that came with her lifestyle. As the hours went on, daylight passed and so did dinner. That when Maron retired to hers and Jamie's floor in the family complex

East Energy Co. had their own high rise in the middle of East City where Jamie and his whole family lived. Maron enjoyed the view of course, but she wasn't looking out the window right now.

"Oh…oh shit….I'm almost," moaned Jamie as Maron continued to blow him. Before, Maron wouldn't go to this stage of the relationship this fast. Maron hadn't just been a gold digger but one hell of a tease. But a short while before she had started working for Charles, Maron had become more and more used to jumping straight to the more sexual aspects of relationships. She always knew men wanted her, hell some had offered to pay her mistaking her for a hooker. She was a bombshell with a face to match for sure, but she wouldn't sleep with just anyone. She had to gain something from it. And Charles fortune was definitely her meal ticket.

Maron upped the pace of her fellatio as well as quickened the speed of her hand on his shaft. "Go ahead and come wherever you want," Maron cooed, her words muffled by his cock in her mouth.

"Your mouth then!" answered Jamie as he blew his load into Maron's mouth. Jamie sat back panting heavily while Maron swallowed his sperm as she was accustomed to. She looked down at her drained sugar daddy knowing he had nothing left for her. Yet another night she would go unsatisfied. Her new class of men, while extremely wealthy, were lacking in the bedroom. She had been with men and been satisfied before, but for all the wealth her recent circumstances had given her she sadly couldn't get off. Jamie in particular couldn't amount to much in bed. While he wasn't a virgin when Maron met him, he clearly hadn't put any effort into getting in better shape since his last girlfriend. Worst of all his size was just pathetic smaller than average at a mere four inches in length. He was smaller than his father for sure, but then again Charles wasn't all that impressive in bed either. Maron hadn't cum during sex with these business types at all. She had to get herself off every time unless she was piss drunk, she was more than likely to fall asleep than cum if she was drunk anyway.

Maron beckoned back to Jamie longingly. "Hey honey, it's Maron's turn for some loving…Jamie? Honey? Really?" Maron's disappointment couldn't be understated. Jamie was knocked out, snoring with a satisfied grin on his face. "You've gotta be kidding me." Maron said holding back her rage and preventing herself from screaming. "Again with this shit? How is it that someone with so much free time can't be bothered to fuck his girlfriend before dozing off?" said Maron. She got off the bed in a huff, quickly dressing herself in a robe and walked over towards the open bottle of campaign of the table across the room. As she drank the rest of the bottle over the next ten or so minutes she thought to go and see Charles. No, he couldn't satisfy her either. Worst of all Charles made sure that none of the guards on her floor were men, she wasn't free to sneak off to another floor to flirt with the burly guards.

"I've got all the money, clothes, and jewels I want right? I should feel happier, right? If I had known earlier I just wanted hunk that could get me to cum I would've have gone this far." Maron sighed as she tried to think back to the last time she felt the kind of pleasure she was seeking. She far less enjoyed being a prize as time had gone on.

"I wanna get fucked so bad," Maron moaned. She tried to think of the last time she was physically fulfilled, the last time she felt like a woman, not just an object. The pleasure that only the fit men she used to date could give her. What was that guy again? The one she dated before she went back to that ex of hers Mack?

"He was soooooo big, too bad I only teased him….gosh he was fit too, a little short but hey who cares?! With a dick that big I bet blowing him alone would almost be enough to get me to cum. What was his name again?"

The next morning, Charles addressed Maron in his office. "Well, I'll have to overlook all that zenny we spent on you and worst still, deal with my son when I tell him the most gorgeous woman he's ever been with is being transferred. *Sigh*, I don't like lying to him but you've made me more money than I've spent on you, so sure. It's a deal. And you're sure this is what you want?"

"Uh-huh!" the bluenette nodded with her ditzy grin. "Thanks for everything Daddy but I've places to go and people to see, so byeeeeeeee!" said Maron sauntering out of the office. Charles watched her leave and stared intently at her shapely ass bulging out of your thin one piece, her hips swaying side to side. He sighed, "There goes the best lay of my life, probably Jamie's too."

As Maron left the building she hailed a taxi, with her tits swaying in that top as much as they were it didn't take long for a cabbie to ride up nice and close. "Gulp, uh where to Miss? I'd take you anywhere…Oh gosh I'm sorry for staring."

"Hahaha. Not a problem at all cutie, just down to the Capsule Corp building, I need to buy a long distance speeder." Maron playfully answered the young driver. "Watch out Kame House, hope you didn't forget about little old Maron.

Author's Note:

*First attempt at anything with smut in it. Was surprised how into I got, and believe it or not I have about 66 pages more pages written totaling at about 13 chapters so far. And yes, they get juicer as it continues. Would like to periodically release more chapters once I have more time for some fine tuning. Please feel free to ask questions, point out canon/non-canon stuff I may or may not have gotten wrong etc. As much as this is my own project I like to know people enjoy it.