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Katrina's Checkmate

It was a regular day at the library but I felt something strange was going to happen today. Usually, folks spend time in the rec room and play chess, but there are alcoves between the books where private games can be held. This library was monstrous, and dark, like the belly of a whale. There were corners and nooks with books that people got lost in, and staff had to help folks find their way out.

One of these days I decided to wander, just out of curiosity, and I was feeling down a little. Down one dark corridor, I came upon a scene from out of this world. Lounging at the chess table was a tall thin lady in a straight leather suit, shiny and tight, like a catwoman out of the movie. She was elegantly perched at the edge of the sofa and intently looking down at the chess board, her proud chin held high and her sharp eyes scanning the board. She had a tall thin face, pouting soft lips, and short cropped dark hair. Her nose ring glimmered in the almost dark of the alcove.

Usually, I am a silent walker but she could hear me, and she did not even turn and without looking, she asked, “Do you play?”

I was taken aback like I had been detected by a human cat. I nervously replied, “I do, pretty well.”

She turned and finally looked me up and down, imperiously, taking in my physique and looks for which I am known. She granted a small smile, beckoned to the other sofa, and asked me to please play with her.  I walked over slowly and took my seat, and she continued to give me a wry smile as she told me not to go easy on her. I obliged. That chess game was one of the toughest I have ever played.

I asked her name and she replied, “Katrina”.

She seemed to anticipate every move and headed me off, while not going for the kill, it seemed she was playing with me - the manly mouse. I took the battle to her, and she turned right around and drove an attack from the back. The pieces fell hard and fast and we deadlocked into Katrina’s checkmate, on my king. I leaned back, sweating. Now and here, finally, she gave a girly laugh and her eyes smiled at me. She leaned over and took my hand and said it was the most fun she had had in a while but she wanted to reward me. I was puzzled, but somewhat nervously anticipating what might happen. This was after all a woman like no other.

She walked over on her high black heels and stood in front of me. I should not have been surprised but she unzipped her black leather suit from the top down and revealed two small boobs with dark nipples and a thin frame. She put her knees on the sofa between my legs and leaned forward and offered me herself - and said - here is your reward if you dare.

What could I do? I was a defeated pawn, but I was about to kill the queen. I moved my hands up and ran them over her ribs, marveling at the soft skin, and then finally cupped her boobs. I pulled her down and sucked them gently and carefully, flicking her nipples erect, and she tilted her head back and gasped. I was pleased to have mastered the chess master a little but now I had the advantage.

I pulled her face down and gave Katrina a deep long kiss, sucking her lips and tongue with passion. She appreciated this. My hands ran down and unzipped the rest of her suit and the crotch area parted, and of course no panties. My hands caressed her pussy and entered it, stimulating her labia and clitoris and she began to wet.

She was now getting limp in my arms and under my control. I continued to suck her boobs and stroke her pussy. She reached down and unzipped my pants and my rock-hard cock popped out. She wet her hands and stroked it harder, then she slowly sat on my cock and sank her pussy into it.

Now she was back in control and ground on top of me as I leaned back on the sofa, hands massaging her belly, ribs, boobs, and shoulders, even up to her neck and I offered her my fingers to suck as we fucked. After a long time, I came with a shuddering shaking orgasm into Katrina’s sweet pussy.

She smiled and looked down at me, and wryly said - “Game over.”