The Challenge - Sex Stories

The Challenge

Author's note: First of an eight part series . Chapter 1 Julie smirked, chuckling to herself as she felt Bob’s still-working 70 year old penis twitch and spurt semen inside her. Her hands were resting on his large, round, belly as she watched him moan and convulse below her. Reaching upward, he cupped her fabulous new triple D sized, teardrop-shaped implants he had given her a few months ago for her 41st birthday. “Good?” She asked, raising an eyebrow while rubbing her hands on his belly. “Oh yes. Very good.” Bob groaned, releasing her breasts, propping himself up on his elbows. Julie smiled, leaning forward, dangling her breasts in front of his open mouth. Bob flicked his tongue across a nipple, and then placed several kisses across the bulbous breast meat. She swayed her shoulders back and forth, playfully dragging her breasts across his white, Santa Claus-like beard. She giggled to herself at the tickling sensation before sliding off Bob and resting next to him on the bed. “Sorry I didn’t last that long Julie.” Bob apologized. “Aww, don’t worry about it. It’s no big deal,” She said, throwing her arm around his chest, sighing contently as she felt semen ooze out of her. She loved that feeling. She loved having sex with him. While not as energetic as other partners, he was always funny, and made her feel comfortable. They have been sleeping together occasionally for about 6 months – shortly after she took care of Bob during a quick visit to the hospital where she was ...

... employed as a nurse. She couldn’t resist his charm. He was much older than any man she’s had sex with, but the single mother didn’t care. “Well I do worry about it. I guess I should be glad the thing works, but still, a lovely woman like you should be getting yours during sex.” “I’m telling you, it’s ok. I had a nice orgasm earlier when you went down on me. It’s that beard!” Julie teased, running her fingers through it. “Well, alright, I guess I don’t feel as bad then.” Julie smiled, continuing to run her fingers through his beard, “So have you and Robin set a date yet for the wedding?” She asked, referring to Bob’s 62 year old fiancé, who lived in Jacksonville, Florida. “Not yet, but It’ll be this year sometime. We need to figure out if we’re having it in Florida or here in Atlanta. I suspect it’ll be Florida since most of her family is there. She’ll then move in here with me. So sadly, our little trysts will either have to come to an end or be few and far between!” Julie nodded, “Well that’s certainly understandable. I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble. She’d divorce you and take all your money!” “Oh no, we can’t let that happen,” Bob replied, reaching down to spank Julie a couple times. “That’s actually something I wanted to talk to you about.” “Oh, want to give me a nice chunk of it?” Julie teased. “Yes, I do actually.” Bob answered without hesitation. Julie rose on her elbow, looking into Bob’s eyes, “Really? You’re serious?” “Yes, I am, on one condition. I’ve already set ...