07. Strip Chess with Guapa - Sex Stories

07. Strip Chess with Guapa

... her breast and looked at the board. Standing behind her, my cock knocked lightly on her spine. She chuckled and leant back wriggling against me, though I suspect this was only to distract. The board was like the Somme, a wasteland. I had hardly anything left, just my bishop and a couple of pawns. Then it all lit up with an opportunity. My bishop. Take her queen, leave her in check. I pounced. Guapa clapped. "Okay!" she said, turning round to me, delighted, and I had a dizzy feeling of falling into a trap. Her head was level with my bouncing pleased-with-itself erection. "I have no clothes left, senor, what would you like instead?" As if there was any doubt! She was already eyeing up my cock. Without waiting for a response, she took hold of it and tested it in her hand, frowned a little. "I'm sure it can be harder than this," she said and immediately pulled it into her mouth. I actually said, "Ho HO!" – and I've never done that before – there was no teasing, no kissing just straight in. She bobbed her head up and down on me and slid her hands around it. She had a huge mouth and a soft gentle tongue that swirled around the tip every now and then, making me gasp. It was only when I moaned, "please, don't stop!" that she stopped, testing me again. " Much better, is like rock now yes?" She released me and turned back to the board. I sat back down opposite her, a little grumpily. My wet dick cooled in the breeze, but my ardour doubled. This chess thing was really starting to get on ...

... my tits. Without hesitation, she took my bishop, and nodded, “Check," she said and bounced to her feet. My eyes scampered all over her presented naked front. Her breasts were so bouncy and high, and she had an astonishingly flat stomach, a thick clipped bush and neat little lips set in a wide gap between her thighs. She stepped up onto the table, and strode across it – for two steps creating the single sexiest catwalk in the universe – then sat on the edge of it in front of me, opening her legs and leaning back, nodding down at her dainty little mound. "Check!" She said again, emphatically. I leant forward, kissing her lips lightly and making them push at me. I opened her outer lips and planted another kiss to her hood and she muttered something in Spanish. I dabbed my tongue at her, enjoying the noises she made, and swirled until she gasped. But then stopped. I patted her clitoris. " Much better! Is like rock now yes?” I turned back to the board. "Motherfucker!" She glared, but I knew what my next move was, I took the piece that checked me with my pawn, and with it checked her back. "Check," I said, my tongue already sliding into her hole to claim its prize. I flickered inside her, just enjoying the taste, until the bucking of her hips called it out and over her clit. Again she gabbled and I just ignored her and did as my mistress Sara had taught, getting Guapa increasingly het up. I toyed with playing some game, pulling away, but from her vociferousness, not to mention the ...