Sexy Strip Chess – A Naughty Queen’s Gambit Story

Sexy Strip Chess – A Naughty Queen’s Gambit Story

 

Sexy Strip Chess – Have you watched ‘The Queen’s Gambit’? You really should! It’s a great story about a girl who’s a genius at chess. It takes place in the 1960s when the Soviets are pretty much dominating the “sport”. Imagine how much better the show could be if I was the leading lady! Now let me share my fantasy with you about turning the Cold War into something hot and steamy…

I hope you know there’s a lot more to me than just my looks and my nymphomania. You might not guess it when you look at me, but I’m an excellent chess player. Like a lot of other chess players, I’m not afraid to play the game psychologically, though. Chess doesn’t just happen on the board. Almost all of my opponents are men and they tend to get distracted by the way I look. What makes it even more difficult for them is when I start using hot dirty talk as a way to distract them. You’d be surprised how easy it is to raise a flirtatious eyebrow and come up with some naughty sentences.

“This must be so HARD so you!” or “looks like you’re about to be mated!” or even “your big bishop is pointing right at me!”

When I pile on those innuendos, I can see that my opponents start to sweat. They know they’re up against a genius player who is also the sexiest woman they’ve ever seen. Their minds get fuzzy, their defenses crumble and I show them why I’m the real Queen of the board.

I have to practice my techniques, of course. My great chess nemesis is the Soviet player Vasily Borgov. One day, I challenged him to a private game in my hotel room, just the two of us. He couldn’t wait to be alone with me, but he was still determined to beat me. I was pretty sure I could melt my Cold War comrade. You won’t be surprised that I proposed a slight change to the rules. Each time we lost a piece, we had to lose an item of clothing.

The cold, serious Borgov had never played Sexy Strip Chess.

When I lost my first pawn, I only removed my necklace and I could see his disappointment. He wanted so much more. That made him play with foolish aggression. He soon took another pawn and, to his excitement, I slowly unbuttoned my silk blouse and cast it aside. I sat there in my bra, my mind on the game. His eyes lingered on my cleavage then went back to the board, then the same thing happened.

My Soviet opponent was learning very quickly that he was not a Grandmaster when it came to Sexy Strip Chess!

I had never seen him play so badly. All he cared about was taking pieces. He was not considering his position at all. When my bra came off, revealing my large, shapely breasts, I could see him shifting awkwardly in his seat. How could he concentrate on the board when he could see my firm nipples? I gave a flirtatious pout. He was sitting topless too, a bulge forming in his black pants, but I was far more able to keep my cool.

I am sure you can predict the endgame in this match of Sexy Strip Chess. If you want to hear the details, you’ll need to call me to experience the best phone sex. I’m sure you’d enjoy hearing me call out, “Checkmate”!

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