07. Strip Chess with Guapa - Sex Stories

07. Strip Chess with Guapa

... hesitated with my last piece of clothing. Shyness wasn’t stopping me removing my underwear, it was stopping me getting hard. Not to mention the emasculation of being thrashed on the chessboard. Even though I was as horny as hell, I was barely half-mast. I took a breath and dropped them anyway. Guapa nodded approvingly and blew it a kiss. “Bravo. Your move.” Straight into another trap. “What now?” I said showing I had nothing left to give. Guapa smacked her hands together joyously. “Now. It gets interesting. Stand up.” I did as I was bid and my cock dangled over the table. Guapa leant over, stretching across the huge stone surface and with one finger, tickled the end like a cat under its chin. “Come on baby,” she said softly and sighed as my dick stirred, then in nodding steps pulsed itself slowly hard. The sight of Guapa’s beautiful face, enthralled as she did this, doubled up my horn and before long, she sat back, folding her arms. “Well,” she said, “You are a lucky boy…” “You’re the lucky one!” I said with an arrogance I didn’t really feel and she rolled her eyes, gesturing for me to play. I went to move a piece and she cleared her throat loudly and shook her head, then pointed to another area of the board. I couldn’t believe it. I could take one of her pawns. “My God! At last!” she said and leapt up, turning around and smiling over her shoulder as she unfastened her shorts. Beneath her short cotton blouse, a pair of creamy flawless buttocks popped out in front of me. I ...

... remember they were strongly delineated with tan-lines that somehow made them seem even more naked than naked, being a reminder that these parts of her were normally secret. She waggled her bottom and smiled at my cock nodding its head toward them, and then sat quickly before I could really see her from the front. She wriggled off the shorts under the table. Guapa looked about the chessboard and grinned as she spotted some vein of opportunity that I’d missed, and plotted my fate over the next few moves. I should have been paying more attention, but was hypnotised by the thought of her sitting there pantieless. Too horny to sit still, I had to wander round her, take it all in, growl, that sort of thing. Her bottom was a gorgeous contrast with the stone seat it was pressed to, and the delightful crease where her thigh met her hip was far more enticing than any chessboard. Guapa flicked a dismissive glance over at me as I prowled around her. "Stop stalking my ass and focus on what my queen is about to do to you." "Bring it on," I said bravely. "Okau then," she said, took my queen and pulled off her top, twisting the rules somewhat but I wasn't complaining. Her breasts were magnificent, not massive but sculptural and full. Her cinnamon nipples hardened under my gaze, but even harder under the light brush of my fingertips, making her bubble into a rare girlish giggle. She crossed one arm across herself and rested her chin on the other as she sighed, “Your turn.” I sighed too, released ...