"CHECKMATE"
There is a silence over the room as the audience watches. On the stage, in front of a big screen t.v., sitting at a draped table are two men. The battle is about to begin. Chess experts. Here to out maneuver one another for the top title. Champion. The games have been going on since early in the morning. From behind the curtain I watch. Teams of men playing against each other all day long. The one on the left is only slightly familiar to me, the one on the right is my own master of the game, Patrick. The game is about to begin. The other man has been lucky today and has won some games he normally wouldn't have. He is now paired with Patrick, who far outranks him.
The slight murmur of the audience that has begun is silenced again as the big screen lights up and they are ready to begin. I move towards the back of the stage and go down the stairs, through a hall and into a small room. The room is but the size of a broom closet and has a ladder attached on the wall leading up to a trap door in the stage above me. I begin my climb to the top. As I reach the trap door I push on it and it silently and easily opens. There before me are Patrick's legs. I climb out and slowly put the trap door back down. Under the table, I stealthily crawl towards him and begin to run my hand slowly up his leg. Reaching his fly and unzipping it. Everything must be done so slow as to not make a sound.
I slide my hand down into the open fly and grab snugly onto his cock. Pulling it out.. exposing it to me. Taking it in between my two fingers on the top and my thumb on the bottom and stroking it. Long slow strokes. Watching it in the semi darkness of under the table beginning to get hard. Feeling it between my fingers. Patrick's legs move open more and he shifts his ass. I know he is having a difficult time right now concentrating on the game. But, not to worry, I also know he is good at his game and this man is no match for him. I see his one hand in his lap, shaking a bit. This will simply be put down to a long day and nerves.
I take his cock right into my hand, trying to close my hand around the immense size of it. Squeezing gently on the upstroke and then releasing on the down stroke. Pretty soon he is fully erect. His large cock staring me in the face. I am thinking of him, needing to groan, as he is so vocal in bed. Hoping if he does, he does it when his opponent makes a blunder and the audience will just put it down to a comment on his behalf about the move.
On the next stroke up I squeeze more and watch the pre cum ooze from his slit. I know he can feel it oozing and is waiting for my touch. The sight of it is too much and I simply have to lick it off. The next sensation he feels is the warmth of my tongue gliding over the head of his cock. Licking off the juices. Long slow strokes with my tongue. I feel his cock jump in my hand and smile. Then, I take the tip of my tongue and start to dig it into the slit. Trying to get more. Squeezing and stroking him, licking it out of him as it drips out. Drop after drop. He squirms a bit and I know he is now aching for the feel of my mouth sucking... I let out a soft moaning "yes", and wonder if it drifted up from under the table.
Patrick knows what is coming as he feels me stroke him a few times more. Harder and faster. The next sensation he feels is the warmth and wetness of my lips. Patiently encompassing the head of his cock. Feeling them rolling over and around the head. I know him so well, and know he is eager to feel them pass the ridge and start stroking down his shaft. I want to whisper my approval but hold it in. Can't take the chance of being caught. My panties fill with my juices, soaking them. My hips begin to move. A stirring deep within me grows.
I stop at the head and begin to suck on it. Hard sucks... with lots of pressure behind it. My tongue snakes around the ridge of the head, just the tip of my tongue. Flicking it. Then over the slit and back to digging for that lovely precum... sucking more... tasting him, feeling him fill my mouth.. wanting to take more.
My lips are stretched wide open and I start to move down the shaft. My wet lips wrapped snugly around it. Taking in more and more as I descend. He feels his cock going deeper and deeper into my warm mouth. Getting close to the back.
Suddenly I hear a thump on the floor and then hear something roll over to me. A rook. It must be a piece he has captured. The next thing I see is his smiling face under the table as he reaches for it. He watches what my mouth is doing, for a few seconds watching my cheeks go in and out as I suck his member. Watching it move in and out of my mouth. His hand comes down, retrieves the rook then he leaves me to continue giving him pleasure. There is so much precum and I am enjoying every drop of it. Suddenly, I push his entire cock into my mouth and down into my throat. He can feel my tighter throat cocoon around the head. So soft.. so tight....
I hear a chess piece bang down hard on the table as he masks his excitement and it also gives him an excuse to squirm in his chair. My lips begin to move up and down.. while my one hand strokes his cock when the distance from the base to my lips allows it. My other hand is reaching for his balls. I pull myself closer and sit back on the back of my legs giving myself support while I begin to suck him off until he cums.
My lips are moving even faster now.. up and down the shaft.. leaving a trail of wetness behind. Stopping every few strokes to suck on just the head, then beating his cock a few strokes. All the while, rolling his balls in my hand. I'm sure Patrick can hear my breathing a bit. Oh I want more. I remove my lips from his cock and go down a bit further.. taking one of his balls onto my tongue and guiding it into my mouth where I gently roll and suck on it. I leave that one shortly and go to the next one.
I know he is going to cum soon. I feel his balls getting harder. I start to lick up the shaft again and then engulf it with my mouth. Working fast on him. Taking it all into my throat. Plunging it in and out of my mouth and throat. Playing with his balls. I want so badly to at least wrap my hands around his ass to pull him into me more but I know I can't because my hands would be exposed. Think of the pleasure he will give me later for giving him such pleasure now. My pussy is wet and getting so tight and aching for him. He hears a whispered "cummmm" in between me sucking his cock... I want him to cum so hard. I want to feel it hit the back of my mouth and down my throat. I want to drink it all.
As my head bobs up and down in a rhythmic pace, I am afraid I will hit my head on the top of the table but I don't. Doing this for him is a sheer joy. Filling my mouth to capacity and into my throat. Taking him right down to the base public hair, then back up to the head. Rolling his balls in my hand. Playing with him. Teasing him.
Loudly I hear yet another chess piece hit the board and this time hear Patrick shout "checkmate! and he also delivers the first jets of semen against the back of my throat. I feel his cock buck and throb as he delivers stream after stream into me. He is cumming so much and I drink every drop of it. Trying to swallow his cock and cum at the same time. Feeling his legs shake under the table. I would give anything to see his face right now. His body then shudders slightly as he empties his balls down my throat. His opponent must think it's because he has given him a hard fight and that he is just relieved to win. I hear them starting to go over the game. Back and forth they talk. Giving me a chance to enjoy it as he finishes up.
I slip off him when he is finished, take his cock and tuck it back into his pants, zip them up and begin to leave. Just then I hear yet another chess piece hit the floor. Patrick's face appears under the table again. There is a hot, red flush in his cheeks, a satisfied look in his eyes and a smile on his face. Smiling back at him and blowing him a kiss, I reach for the trap door, open it and begin my assent back down the ladder allowing the door to close softly behind me. Ten minutes later I meet Patrick it the lobby of the auditorium. He takes my hand and whispers to me "lets go home, and let me pleasure you". We jump in the first cab we see.......
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