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 Author: NorthernGent
Title: Ellen Learns Chess, Chapter 5 - Your next move has consequences.
Summary: Ellen, a thirteen year old finds playing chess leads to her
sexual awakening.
Keywords: Mf, MFf , rom, 1st, petting, anal, oral, con, toys, voy,



   Chapter 1 can be found at
http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/NorthernGent/Stories/Ellen%20Learns%20Ch
ess/EllenLearnsChess_01.txt

   Chapter 5 - Your next move has consequences.





   "You have to practice.  Ellen, you need to think about where you are on
the board and what pieces you have there.  Then you need to consider where
your opponent is and what power they have... Your next move has
consequences, good or bad.  You should think about those, Ed said.



   Ellen apprehended most of what he was saying.  She nodded her
understanding.



   "You do not think in terms of protecting your pieces... or when
attacking about what you are taking," he said.  Then thinking about it a
little bit, he continued.  "So how about if we up the stakes a little bit
so you will think about those things as you play?" Ed asked.



   "What do you suggest?" Ellen asked.  Ellen finished setting up the chess
board for another game.

   "How about if we play a nickel a piece," Edward suggested.

   Ellen quickly figured out that a game could cost her eighty cents.  Now
for an adult with a paycheck that may not be a lot, but for a thirteen year
old who just started to get an allowance it was like buying a car.  She
didn't want to risk her allowance.  "I don't have any money," she said in a
half truth.

   Ed thought a minute, wrestling with a thought in his mind.  Ellen needed
to think about the game with a risk factor.  The risk of losing something.
Not just to play the game... but to have the ability to consider the
consequences of the actions she was taking, the decisions she was making.
But there was a problem...

   "Hmmmm, I guess we could play Strip Chess," he replied.

   A thought of just them taking off their clothes and sitting there naked
ran through Ellen's head.  "How is playing chess naked going to help?" she
asked as she started to consider what Ed would look like naked.

   Ed chuckled.  "No, you don't play naked...  well you don't start off
that way anyway.  You play, and when a piece is taken, you have to forfeit
a clothing item."

   In her mind, she immediately thought "NO".  But those flashes of
inquisitiveness and sexual curiosity jumped around in that brain at the
same time.  It would not know what the rules are after all.  After some
thought she asked, "What are the rules and how do you play?" Ellen looked
over the chess board as she waited to hear what Ed was going to say.

   "Okay, you play a game of Strip Chess like you do regular Chess. 
However, Strip Chess is played on a piece by piece system.  Each time one
partner piece gets captured in the game, he/she will have to remove one
thing he/she is wearing."

   "You mean if I take your pawn, I can have you take off your underwear?"
she asked thinking she could get an easy look at his dick.

   "This is strip chess, not chance chess," he said laughing.

   "Okay, how do you play?" Ellen asked

   "Well, on the internet there are several variations... but most of them
have something to do with combined pieces.  Some rules call for combination
of clothing depending on the pieces lost... there are versions that even
lost pawns means some article of clothing or another," Ed said.

   Ellen gave a slight frown at that.  She was having enough problems
thinking about individual pieces, she knew that combinations would mess her
up even more.

   "I think we can make it a little simpler than the internet version," he
said.  Ellen perked up.

   Pointing to the pieces on the board, Ed continued, "The pawns... you
don't lose any clothing when they are taken." She nodded.  She was thankful
that those did not count.

   Moving his hand over one of her rooks... "Rooks, you lose your shoe - -
- Left Rook - Left Shoe, Right Rook - Right Shoe."

   Moving his hand to closest knight... "Knights, you lose your socks - - -
Left Knight - Left Sock, Right Knight - Right Sock."

   Moving his hand to the bishop... "Bishops, Queen's Bishop, you lose your
shirt, King's Bishop your pants."

   Moving his hand to the queen... "The Queen... you lose your bra, I would
lose my t-shirt."

   Moving his hand to the king... "The King and the game... you lose your
panties and I would lose my shorts."

   "Winner gets to choose the spoils.  Any questions?" Ed asked.

   "Nope." Ellen replied.

   "Good... Okay, let's say I took your knight... then you lose a sock...
but your shoe on that foot is still on.  It is stupid to say you have to
take off your sock and then have you put on your shoe like most of the
internet versions say... So why don't we agree that that is an `Owe Me'...
if you lose your rook for that same side, you then can remove both your
shoe and sock," he said.  She nodded in agreement.

   "If you Castle, you can regain one item of clothing that you have lost.
If you have not lost anything yet, you can keep an article of clothing when
you lose one." he stated.

   "If your King or Queen takes a piece, you can get one article of
clothing back," he continued.  She smiled.  By the power pieces taking
something, you could earn back your lost clothes.

   "And if you advance your pawn to the last row, you can undo a penalty of
a taken piece by calling for the return of that piece.  However, you can't
use pawn advantage as 'insurance' if you turn your pawn into a queen and
you lose it, you also incur the queen-loss penalties... even if you have
another Queen."

   Ellen thought about what Ed had said.  She knew that she was safe.  Ed
had never made one move on her.  He had always been polite and courteous.
He had never placed a hand on her in a sexual way.  It was all about the
game with him.  Perhaps he was right, she needed to change her focus in
game play.

   Ellen's mom had seen her naked thousands of times, and nothing happened.
And in the back of Ellen's mind, she did want to see Edward naked.

   After about a minute of consideration Ellen said, "Let's play.  I'll
play white"

   After a couple of seconds, Ed said, "Are you sure?  Ellen, you don't
have to if you don't want to... but if we do this you cannot tell
anyone,... you are a minor - - - I would be in a lot of trouble and could
go to jail for a long time."

   "I know,... it is like Las Vegas, what happens here, stays here.  Let's
play," she replied.  "K2 to K4." She smiled knowing that it was a strong
move.

   It didn't take long for that confidence to be shaken up.  About five
moves later she lost her King's Knight.  But because she was still wearing
her shoe, she didn't see the harm of losing the piece.  Three moves after
that she lost the Kings Rook.  Until now, it had been just a game.  But now
she was losing clothing items.  She knew that she needed to protect her
position and her pieces better.

   Edward had a Bishop at KR4.  With the only blocking his advance on the
King, good fortune of her Queen was in a position to cross the board and
Edward had to forfeit his pants.  After removing his pants, he said, Q8 to
KR4.  Ellen's eyes moved back and forth a hundred times in three seconds.
Her Queen was gone.  Within the next five moves her Queen's Bishop was
captured as well.

   Time had come that Ellen had dreaded the most.  She would be topless. 
It wasn't the taking off of the clothes that bothered her; rather what was
Edward going to think of her deformed tits.

   A tear came to her eye.  Edward noticed right away.  Then her other eye
became watery as well.  "Sweetheart, you don't have to do this... I never
want you to regret anything in life.  We will just play," he said.

   For a second she thought about what he had said.  She now knew that she
had options.  She wanted to get better at the game.  She knew that Ed was
right about concentration.  And in the back of her mind were all the taunts
that her school mates made over the past couple of years.  Those included
her being a "School Slut", "A Cock Tease" and "A Tramp".  It was time that
she made some adult decisions on her own, and not just do what others
influence.

   This man has never mad so much as a single statement to even suggest
anything other than the proper thing for Ellen, and she now knew if he
wanted to take liberties, he was so much better than the crowd at school.

   "What is done here, stays here right?" Ellen asked.  He nodded yes. 
Reaching down to the bottom hem of her yellow shirt, Ellen pulled the top
up over her head and placed the shirt with her shoe and sock.  Edward
looked at the black polyester blend lace and satin like full coverage bra.
As indicated by the caress of her top against her skin and bra, it was as
he suspected, she was too big for the bras she has been wearing.  Dimples
in the fabric indicated the nipples found underneath the surface.  She then
reached around her back, pausing just a moment, she unfastened the hooks.
Bringing her arms forward, the garment followed her arms until it was in
easy grasp of her hands.  Her breasts were bare.

   "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" Edward yelled.

   Thinking she had made the wrong decision, she immediately covered
herself up.  Her insecurities had been directly assaulted.  Ellen's fragile
ego had been battered by his words.  Her eyes teared up.  Standing up she
started to quickly gather her clothing items for a hasty retreat to her
apartment.

   "What are you doing Ellen?" he asked, shocked by her reaction and what
was happening.

   Having bared her breasts to this man with his response had shocked her.
The tears started to fill her eyes again.  The trust she had in this man
had been violated.  He was just like the boys at school.  "You hate my
tits... They are not perfect like the other women you know!" she exclaimed.
She started to turn around and head to the door without even dressing.

   "No WAIT!!!" he yelled... then realizing how loud his voice was, he
lowered it and said, "Please wait and let me explain."

   Half way between the table and the apartment door, Ellen stopped and
turned around.  She didn't come closer, nor did she move farther away.  She
did not dress, nor did she put her things down.  She just stood there with
tears slowly caressing her cheeks.

   "First, if my outburst upset you, I am truly sorry.  I was unable to
properly express myself for what I was seeing and thinking.  Let me put it
into perspective so you might better understand.  I have been with five
women in my life.  My first was when I was sixteen, pretty much dumb and
stupid and the sixteen year old girl left me after two months.  However she
was my first love, and I am proud she had me for that long.  My senior year
and the summer after, I dated a girl one year younger off and on for the
entire time.  She found someone new that she liked to be with more.  I had
two girlfriends in college but those relationships also ended badly for me.
Then I met Susan.  She was my dream girl.  She was a nurse at the hospital
in the town we lived in.  We were married for three years... Then her dream
was found in a doctor's bed, not mine.  We divorced.  Since her, and that
was eight years ago, I have not dated anyone.  Ah... not that you are a
date, but please understand what I am saying.  I expected to see large
breasts on you, if the truth be known, I kinda was hopeful I would get to
see yours.  None of my relationships have even half of what you have size
wise.  I will agree that your tits do not look like everyone else's, but
what you don't understand is how wonderful that is.  Your breasts are the
most magnificent I have ever seen.  Your big nipples are inviting in ways
you may be too young to understand.  Your puffy areoles by the size and
shape are very... very special.  It may be crude, but the fortunate bastard
that gets to suck on your tits is one very lucky son-of-a-bitch!  As I
said, really until you, I have not seen breasts so large that looked as
good as yours do - especially at your age.  They stand firm and grandiose
on your chest even with their mass, but somehow you defy gravity.  They
proudly stand where women of half your size droop and sag.  The size of
your tits is delight enough, but the added delicacy of your tit's assets
are a pleasure to behold.  If I could hand you a blue ribbon for the Best
Breast, I would pay to have a twenty-four carat gold lifesized trophy in
the shape of your tits made instead for the award!" Edward said.

   "Do you really like my boobies?" Ellen asked as she lowered her hands
away from the orbs.

   "Ellen, as the Sun will rise in the east tomorrow, I will be able to
rejoice that I had the privilege to have seen your tits this day," he
replied.  "Your boobs are amazingly sexy!"

   Ellen smiled.  Not moving for a while, she thought about what Edward had
said and the way he had said it.  He had been sincere.  She tossed her
clothes onto the living room couch.

   "They are just like my Mother's, but her's are bigger," Ellen said
walking back to the table.  "I got them from her."

   "Can you turn and model for me?" Edward asked.

   He watched as Ellen turned slowly in place.  By almost all accounts,
Ellen was just a thirteen year old girl.  That is until you come to her
figure.  "Ellen, what are your measurements?" he asked as she was turning.

   "The last time my Mom took them I was 32D-26-29," she answered.

   "She should be an `E' cup, maybe `F'..." he thought as she turned, he
wasn't sure because of their unusual unique shape.  Ellen's nipples are
large as a hazelnut, but her areoles were a wonder all by themselves.  The
pinkish-brown puffies were round and the size of a full golf ball that was
cut in half.  Then where the areoles met the actual breast there was an
extension of another half an inch back that was the same golf ball
diameter. Then the breast widened to the round orb the size and mass of a
normal `36C' cup sized breast.

   A big smile came to Edward's face.  "God I would give anything to touch
those beautiful boobs!" he exclaimed.

   "Why can't you?" Ellen asked.  Thoughts of what some of the school kids
was ringing in her mind.  Most of them not true and Ellen wanted to
experience the things she had been accused of.  Ellen wondered what she was
missing, was it worth the harassment she had received.  She wanted Edward's
touch on her body and to explore him.

   "I would love to... but it wouldn't be right.  And if anyone found out,
I could go to jail for touching you," he answered.

   Thinking about the boy and girl at the park, a couple of thoughts
entered into Ellen's head.  "What goes on here, stays here... right?" she
asked

   "I suppose." He answered.

   "So you want to touch them?" she asked.

   "Oh God Yes!" he replied.

   "And you would give almost anything to do it... right?" she asked
giggling a little.

   "What?" he started to ask.

   "I want to sit on your lap when you are touching my tits," she
proclaimed as she walked toward Edward.  Thinking she was going to sit side
saddle, he put his legs together.  She walked up and straddled him as she
sat down on his legs.

   Her tits were directly at his eye level.  He reached up with both hands
and wrapped them around her unique puffy areoles.  Then he started
squeezing them like you would a stress ball.  They hardened up immediately.
Then he pushed his hand back to the rounder part of the breast and started
to massage it as well.  Every once in a while, he would tighten his grip as
he moved his hand toward the nipple, pulling the breast away from her chest
into an irregular cone shape.

   Because her areoles were missile shaped, he did not stimulate them as he
had done with his other conquests.  His inclination was to pull on them
like farmers milk cows.  Ellen loved what he was doing to her by the
constant pulling motion on her tits.  She felt her pussy gush as it had
done in the park when she was watching the couple behind the monument.

   Edward's hands were now roaming over her entire chest.  Her nipple and
areoles were hard as rocks and had grown a bit larger.  Edward was in awe
of the thirteen year olds tits.  His mouth was open because he was no
longer breathing through his nose.  The next time he let go of her nipple,
she twisted her body just enough to force her elongated areole into his
mouth.  She reached behind his head and drew it closer into her.  He
started to lick the nipple and suck on her tit instantly.  He was a man
possessed.  Going from one breast to the other and back again.  She wrapped
her arms around his neck, and he moved his hands toward her butt.  He
hugged her tightly and she was inched closer to him in the process.  Then
she felt it, his erect penis tenting his underwear, pointed directly at
her. She reached down and into his underwear and surrounded his cock with
her fingers.  Ellen then pulled it up and released the rod from its cloth
prison.  This was the first actual cock she had ever seen up close or
touched.

   She began to stoke the shaft very slowly.  Ellen mentally measured
Edward's penis to be a full eight inches, longer and larger for sure then
the boy in the park.  She knew he was a lot larger than the idiots in her
class.  With her other hand Ellen started to caress his balls.  Edward
sucked Ellen's tit very hard.  She now knew the joy that the girl had in
the park when the boy sucked her tits.  Ellen's tits were definitely made
for sucking.  There was no doubt in Edwards mind about that.

   She could feel Edward tensing up.  "Ellen, we have to stop..." Edward
attempted to say.  Without missing a stoke, Ellen lifted her body off of
Ed's lap and went to her knees on the floor.  She spread his legs, and then
moved her head toward his crotch.  She could see the veins running down the
side of his penis.  The head of his penis was engorged with blood making it
hard and purplish in color.  It had a clear liquid coating that she hadn't
noticed before.  While still jerking Edward off, she lowered her head to
his cock and inserted the penis head into her mouth just as the girl had
done at the park.  Ellen teased the cock head with her tongue, just like
Edward had teased her nipple.  She tasted the pre-cum over the head of
Edwards cock.  She felt as his body shifted and tilted his hips to pump her
face with his cock.  She sensed as his leg and stomach muscles clinched.

   "OH FUCK, I am going to cum Ellen!" Edward exclaimed.

   With his dick still in her mouth she continued to jerk him off.  She
looked up at Edward's face, his eyes closed, the expression one between
pain and intense concentration.  His mouth was wide open.  His balls pulled
up into Edward's body.  Edward shot five loads into the waiting warm wet
mouth.  She didn't swallow it, but she allowed it to flow out of her mouth
onto her tits.  When he was finished cumming, Ellen swallowed the sexual
fluid that she still had in her mouth.

   "I'm so sorry Ellen!" Edward cried out.

   Ellen licked her lips clean, drawing the semen in her mouth with her
tongue.  "Ed, no one was here.  Nothing happened.  All that was done is a
simple game of Chess between friends." Ellen said calmly.  She then rubbed
the globs of semen all over her tits, chest and stomach.

   "Ed, do you think I am a cock tease?" Ellen asked as she licked the
forbidden juice off her hands.

   "Ellen, you may tease cocks, but from what I saw here, you deliver on
the goods.  So no," he answered.

   She smiled at that.  With her tits and chest covered with his
translucent sexual fluids, Ellen got up and went to her clothing.  She put
on her bra, and then pulled her top over her head.  She tucked the top into
her cut-offs.  Then she put on her sock and shoe.

   "Mom will be home in a couple of minutes, I need to be there before she
gets home.  Leave the game set up." Ellen said as she turned and opened the
apartment door.  "See ya Ed," Ellen said as she walked out the door,
closing it behind her.  As she walked back up to her apartment, she could
smell the aroma of Edward's ejaculation on her... proud of herself, she
smiled.
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