White: Queen's Rook's Pawn a4xb5

It had all started so innocently, the two of them having drinks and talking about how the club had been founded decades ago by an old musician who wanted a place he could play and share his music with the community. As time went on, the club had expanded several times to reach it's current state. The topic had turned from there to Charles and how he had served as a mentor to Bobby since he was just a schoolboy. Eventually, Ingrid, surprised to find she had already finished both her drink and the one offered to her by Bobby. The fruity cocktail had an interesting after taste which she couldn't place, but it was just the right amount of sweet mixed in with the liquor. The bubbly blonde thought she could hear a woman's voice barely through the wall across from her and her mind wandered at first to those in the other rooms... then over to Bobby...

"So... you're a regular here, right? What keeps bringing you back?" Ingrid asked, her curiosity exceeding her inhibitions.

"Oh, same as a lot of the other men here, I love to meet beautiful young women," Bobby grinned in response, "but I really found myself out of my league this time."

Ingrid took a split second to catch his meaning, her English suddenly a little more difficult to focus on, but once she did she was instantly flustered again, "Come on, you make me blush," Ingrid said, her accent coming out a bit thicker than she usually managed, "There must be something else to it."

Bobby considered what Ingrid was asking, then simply answered, "I love to teach. To help others explore new experiences, learn new skills, and to truly shine in areas they never would have considered."

Ingrid was enamored with his thoughtful response, someone who wanted to mentor, to guide, to show the way... it was sweet. Ingrid ended her slight pause when she asked, "What do you want to teach me, Bobby?"

Suddenly the two of them stared intently into each others eyes. Bobby slid closer right beside Ingrid on the couch. Ingrid froze, unable to catch her breath as Bobby gently pulled her closer and leaned in. Ingrid couldn't believe this was happening, but as she stared back up at Bobby as he leaned in she closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and felt everything wash over her as she felt his lips meet hers. Ingrid instinctively met Bobby's kiss, enjoying the blissful moment for what felt an eternity before both of them started exploring the others body. Ingrid ran her hand down his side and felt his firm muscles tense at her touch. Bobby ran a single hand to cup her breast, hesitantly at first, but more firmly after she didn't pull away.

Ingrid found herself staring up at Bobby's impressive physique as she felt overwhelmed and leaned back against the couch, those washboard abs glistening in the dim lighting as he pulled his shirt off and leaned over her, bunching up her blue miniskirt to reveal her matching panties underneath as the breathless blonde parted her legs for her partner. Ingrid tensed up as Bobby slipped her panties to the side, "W-wait, I'm not r-ready..." Ingrid panted.

"Don't worry, I'll take it nice and slow," Bobby reassured her, kissing down her v neck, lifted her crop top up to her shoulders, and continued kissing down past her belly button, to her pelvis, then... "oooOOOOOuuuuuuhhhhhh..." Ingrid's moans filled the room as she tensed and curled her legs inward over Bobby's shoulders as he kissed her lips below. Ingrid complied as Bobby grabbed her hips with both hands, his strength undeniable, as he carefully pulled her towards the edge of the seat and repositioned both of them to provide a more comfortable angle. His tongue alternated between rubbing at her tender folds and gently floating across them, the different motions catching Ingrid off guard as her moans slowly built up and her legs began to cross behind his neck.

"B-bobby, I... I... I don't think... I can..."

"I'm going to show you just what you can do," he panted as he pulled back slightly between the blonde's now trembling legs, "You're going to learn so much," he said before diving back in to lap Ingrid up.

Ingrid couldn't hold it anymore, everything, everywhere, all at once, it was so much more intense than when she had handled things herself. Ingrid let out a small squeak as her legs lost control, wrapping as tightly around Bobby as her muscles would allow, she grasped at and squeezed whichever parts of the couch her hands came into contact with before they finally settled downward around that beautiful man's head, pulling him to delve deeper with that amazing tongue. Before she realized it, her squeak had transformed into a loud scream as she fully went over the edge. The meek little Ingrid that had entered would have been mortified at who could have heard her, but the blonde beauty was far past such concerns now. She had no concept of time as the bliss washed over her several times, the man she had shared drinks with giving her no respite as he continued to work at her folds despite everything. Slowly, very slowly, the waves receded and left Ingrid as satisfied as she had ever felt, fully collapsed back against the couch...

Bobby could hear Ingrid muttering something, but the only thing he could make out from what he assumed were words was, "... Fantastiskt..." which got him to smile. He was pretty sure he got the gist of what she meant.

"Oh you have no idea, we're only getting started here..." Bobby replied to the Swedish girl's incoherent muttering as he rose up from his knees where he had gone down on this wonderful beauty, leaned over to kiss her, and grabbed hold of her hips as he lined himself for what came next.

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