The Challenge 4: Origins and Revelations - Sex Stories

The Challenge 4: Origins and Revelations

... blonde hair the same color as Bob's in his younger years, and had a magnificent set of breasts. He had seen them many times in the Playboy magazine he repeatedly looked over, but seeing them in person was something totally different. They were huge, tear drop shaped, orbs that she slid the pole in between when she squatted up and down during her dance routine. The rest of her body was amazing too, but Bob kept going back to those tits of hers -- he thought they were so big and juicy. He was blown away by her. After several tries, due to several men beating Bob to her, Bob finally got a private lap dance from her. Her eyes were the same color as his, looking into his while straddling him in the back private room, the music blaring. "How are you hon?" She spoke into his ear, loud enough for him to hear her. Her voice deeper, not nasally or high pitched; it reminded Bob of his mother's voice. "I'm great. What's your name?" Bob asked. "Dee," she smiled, sliding her top over her shoulders, rubbing her massive tits in Bob's face. He was in heaven. "That you real name?" Bob asked, after a nipple trailed his lips. She shook her head and turned around, slowly grinding her butt into his crotch. "What is it?" She chuckled, laying herself back against him, "It's Diane, but keep it a secret ok?" "Alright, Diane. Will you reach into my left pocket please?" "Mmmm, I'm not sure I can do that at this club, but I'll be quick," Diane slid to her knees, her huge tits trailing over Bob's ...

... crotch, pretending she was dancing for him, flipping her long blonde hair around, she quickly reached into his pocket and withdrew a rolled up wad of cash. Straddling him once more, she looked at it confused, "They only charge $10 for a song here." "That's a thousand times more than $10 rolled up in there and I'm not buying a song," Bob winked at Diane. "What are you buying?" She asked him skeptically. "You, for the night, and maybe some of the day tomorrow," Bob smiled at her. Diane smiled back, slowly nodding her head. **** Bob guided her to the bed, their mouths entwined, moaning as they kissed. He rolled over on this back, taking Diane with him, bringing a huge tit to his mouth. She moaned and offered him the other. Diane began squatting up and down on Bob's cock. "You feel so good," he said. "So do you," she said breathlessly as she worked, her tits bouncing with her. Gripping her breasts tightly, Bob nursed her hungrily when she stopped bouncing. Diane began grinding into him, working toward her orgasm, "Cum for me, Diane!" "Ah yes! Yes!" Diane shook, as her orgasms rippled through her, her nipples numb from Bob's mouth. He watched her climax, feeling her body tense up, smiling as her pussy clamped around his shaft. It would go all night, rolling around onto the floor, up against the wall. He surprised Diane with his stamina, but he didn't want it to end. Finally, the next morning, after a shower together, it did. Diane sat in the passenger side seat of Bob's rental car. She ...