My Chance

As your cock throbs and Lia's scent perfumes the room, you can't help reaching under the board and brushing her pussy lips with a fingertip. "What are you doing?" Lia scolds. You pull your hand back and look at her. "It's my turn," she says, picking up a die and rolling it. It stops on a six, and she slides the checker off that number. "I didn't mean..." you stammer, realizing she's not going to let you touch her. "It's just a game, sweetheart," she teases, licking her bottom lip as she studies the board, her breasts jiggling as she shifts her sexy body. "But now you know how it feels to be distracted." The sight of Lia's naked breasts, the sound of her sweet voice, the feel of her soft pussy under the table is driving you crazy. "This is so unfair," you complain. She shrugs, a smug smile on her face. "Life's a bitch. Roll the dice, baby." You pick up a die and roll a one. Your checkers move to a space with one pip and Lia's to a space with three. "Your roll," she purrs, looking down her body to where your cock is straining against your jeans. You roll a two and move one space. Lia rolls a three, her breasts wobbling. You groan, and Lia giggles. "Looks like I'm about to win this one," she says, licking her lips as she looks at your erection. "Wait, I want a chance to win," you say. "Why? So I can touch you?" Lia laughs. "I don't think so. Just because you're a man doesn't mean you get to take charge." "You can't do this," you cry, frustrated. "Oh, baby, I can and I will." She rolls a five, moves, and wins the game. "And I'm going to." Your cock is pulsing, the head wet with precum. You stare at Lia, wishing she would spread her legs and let you bury your face in her pussy. "Now I have something even better in mind for our next game," she says, setting up the checkers. "But you need to take those clothes off first."