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Subject: {ASSM} New Story: "More Than I Bargained For" MF rom tg
Date: Tue, 28 Nov 2000 13:10:04 -0500
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More Than I Bargained For MF TG rom

This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to any one living or dear is 
purely coincidental.

This story deals with consensual sex. If graphic description of sex is 
objectionable, please do not read. If you are under 18 years of age, also, 
please don not read.



More Than I Bargained For MF TG
By Dudley DoWrite
Dudley_dowrite@hotmail.com

Another business trip, another hotel, but this time it would be a trip that 
would change my life.

I serve as VP of corporate development of my company. The position requires 
my scouting possible acquisitions, building and expansion sites and that 
kind of thing.

I'm not on the road continuously, it just feels that way at times. But, 
being single, there's no one at home that I'm pining for. Still in all, I'd 
rather be home.

I checked into the hotel upon my arrival in the town in question. A nice 
place, clean, large rooms with the request bar and restaurant. Both 
amenities are important to me, I hate scouting new places with a motel base, 
if I can avoid it.

As I stood on line to check in, I notice a beautiful woman ahead of me. 
About 5' 3", slim, nice but not gaudy breasts, and legs that knocked my eyes 
out. Her hair was the color of coal and shone under the lights. Her face was 
angelic and youthful, with full, pouty lips. I was instantly in love.

As she finished at the check in desk, she turned away from where I was 
standing to point out her luggage to the bellman. I had no chance to stop 
her. All I could do was watch her walk away. And, what a walk it is. Her 
hips are curved, her bottom majestic and, as I said, her legs are to die 
for. I had to meet her.

I checked out the bellman that took her bags and made note of his face. I'd 
hammer him with a twenty later and get all the info I needed.

I checked in got to my room, freshened up and made my way about my appointed 
rounds.

I got back about 6:45, dragging my ass. First stop, the bar. I had a martini 
and I was feeling human again. Looking around the dark lounge I spotted the 
woman from this morning. Now, I'm not usually an aggressive guy, that's why 
I don't get laid a lot, but I wasn't going to let this opportunity get away 
from me.

I walked over to her table, "Hi, I saw you check in this morning, thinking 
you might be alone and in need of company, I decided to willingly volunteer 
my services. Would M'Lady mind if I sat myself down." Gawd, how fucking 
corny could I get, another reason I don't get laid too much. But, surprise, 
surprise, she smiled up at me. My heart melted, I began to swoon.

"Why, yes, Good Sir, please do sit. Although I don't consider myself a 
damsel in distress, I really would love to have someone to talk with."

"What are you drinking?" She told me and I order her gin and tonic and 
another martini for me. The barman said he'd bring them to the table.

I sat with her, "I'm Jared, Jared Williams."

She extended a beautiful, slim, well-manicured hand to me, I accepted it, 
"I'm Lydia Franklin." What are you doing in this Burg." I explained the 
circumstances of my trip. She told me about herself. She's an art dealer in 
the same city I work in, and came in on the same flight this morning. She 
was there to scout out a new artist she had been told about. She said the 
art was good and liked the work and would be staying a couple of days to 
negotiate a show and representation.

"That sort of fits my schedule, too. I have a preliminary due diligence to 
do on an acquisition, I may be here through the weekend."

"That shouldn't be bad, this is nice country."

"Sorry, the only country I'm going to see is out some office window." The 
conversation continued along these lines. I was really felt great about her, 
she is so easy to talk with.

After a while, I started getting hungry. "Would you care to have dinner with 
me, my treat, or rather my company's treat?"

"I'd love that. Can you wait until I freshen up and change into some date 
clothes?"

Oh, man, I was really moving along here. I must be getting better at this 
pick up stuff. "I await milady's pleasure. What are you changing into, can I 
wear into jeans and a blazer?"

"Sure, that would be great. I'm just going to put on and old skirt and 
blouse.

As we walked to the elevator, she took my hand. A jolt of electricity 
coursed through my body. Her hand felt so good in mine. She looked up at me 
and smiled. I smiled back, but I'll bet I look like a little weird, I was 
trying to control my walk so my hard on wouldn't be so noticeable.

My floor was below hers. As I got off, I looked at her, kissed her hand and 
asked when she'd be ready. She took my room number and told me she'd call 
when she was leaving her room.

I took a very quick shower, afraid I might not hear the phone. After I 
shaved, I dressed in jeans, blue button down dress shirt, argyles and 
loafers. I was the picture of understated elegance. If I do say so myself.

I paced the floor waiting for her to call. Ten minutes, fifteen minutes, a 
half-hour went by, no phone call. Shit, had I been stood up? Certainly not 
the first time, but surely the most disappointing.

There was a knock on the door, I could she her through the security viewer. 
"Hi, I thought you were going to call."

"I was, I'm sorry I took so long, but I couldn't get the right look. I 
wanted to really look special for you." I wondered if she could hear my 
heart pounding. She looked magnificent. She wore a black mini-skirt with a 
slit up the center of the skirt. A white silk blouse, expensive, without a 
bra, allowing her breasts to sway. Black, seamed stockings and black 
high-heeled pumps. I was getting hard again just looking at her.

"Aw, that's OK. You're worth waiting for. Let me get my blazer and we'll 
go."

"Well, that's why I came down in person. I thought, if you don't mind, we 
could go back to my room, I have a small suite, and order in. Would you mind 
doing that?"

I pulled on my blazer, took her arm and said, "Lead the way M'Lady."

She smiled with those pretty, sensuous lips and said, "Thanks, I really 
didn't feel up to going out. We can go up, take off your shoes and relax."

Her room was twice the size of mine and well appointed. I made a mental note 
to upgrade to small suites from now on. There was a dining table set in the 
middle of the room, with two chairs, candles and salads served. Under the 
table I could see a warmer, obviously keeping dinner fresh.

"I also took the liberty of ordering for us, salad, lobster thermador and, 
coffee and fruit tarts for dessert. OK? Oh, there's also wine on ice."

"Perfect." Could this really be happening? She went to the radio and turned 
it to a light pop station. There was only one lamp lit and she covered that 
with a towel to reduce the brightness and lit the candles. The mood and 
setting was perfect.

I took her into my arms, "Are you trying to seduce me?"

"Yes, is it working?"

"Yes," I bent to her and kissed her, softly, tenderly, which is the way I 
felt about her.

"Jared, please believe me, I've never done this before, but when I saw you 
on the plane, I felt something and when I saw you coming into the hotel, it 
really hit me. If you hadn't come to me in the lounge this evening, I was 
going to an approach on you. Does that make me sound wicked?"

"Yes, but, in this case, I like it." I kissed her again, our tongues met and 
danced together. We broke the kiss. I poured us some wine. "A toast, to the 
luckiest day of my life." We touched glasses and sipped the wine.

"My turn, to being lucky forever." This time we touched lips and then drank.

She took my hand and led me to the table. I held her chair for her as she 
sat.

We ate, talking about this and that, never taking our eyes from each other. 
I held her hand, caressing it, feeling the electricity flow between us.

When we finished dinner, I held her hand and told her, "Lydia, this kind of 
thing doesn't happen to me every day, as a matter of fact this is the only 
day. I don't want to screw things up, if I do, please don't be angry, just 
tell me."

"I'm on pins and needles too. I have never done this either, but somehow, I 
thought you are different. I need someone different, some one who is 
understanding and considerate. Are you?"

"I will be for you."

"Good." A very romantic sounding song was playing on the radio. I stood, 
took her hand. She stood and came into my arms, we danced together, really 
we swayed in each other's arms. I kissed her, my tongue searching her mouth, 
savoring her taste, her softness. My cock hardened, it pressed against her, 
I pulled back.

"I'm sorry, I have no control of that happening."

"I know, neither do I." She pressed against me. I felt a hardness. I stopped 
dancing and look at her quizzically. "Remember, you said you're 
understanding, this is when I really need it." I returned her to my 
closeness, pressing my hardness against her as she pressed hers against me.

"Nature couldn't make up her mind when I was born. I'm a woman," for 
emphasis, she took my hand and place it on her round, firm breast, I could 
feel her hardened nipple. "She gave me attributes of both sexes. Sometimes 
it can be fun, most times I'm scorned as a freak. Am I to you?"

I bent and kissed her, passionately, and did something I never thought I'd 
do, I reached down to caress a cock. It felt strange, but good. She returned 
my kiss with equal fervor.

"Tell me the truth, Jared, are you married, is this a one night stand for 
you?"

"No, Lydia, I'm not married, and, from the moment I first saw you, I've been 
planning how to make this a long term relationship." She pulled me to her 
and kissed me. I held her tight, still clutching her hard penis.

"I can do so many things for you, so many sexually thrilling things. I can 
make your life fulfilling. And, if you want, I CAN bear children for you. 
I'm not a freak, I just have a very big clitoris."

I unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders. Her breasts were 
magnificent, round, soft with a little up turn. Her nipples, pointing 
slightly upward, were erect. I took one in my mouth and sucked it, as I put 
my hand back on her hard penis. She undid my shirt and took it off my 
shoulders as I continued to suck her and hold her dick.

She undid my pants, they fell to the floor. She kissed my ear, licked it and 
whispered, "You'll have to let go so I can take you pants off."

"I don't want to." She kissed me and gently pulled away anyway. She sank to 
her knees, took off my shoes, socks and pants. She reached for my boxers and 
slipped the off my hips. My hard cock sprang forth. She took it in her mouth 
and sucked me with an intense passion.

Her head bobbed on my dick until I felt I was going to cum. It was too early 
for that. I reached down, lifted her up and exchanged positions with her, on 
my knees. I undid her skirt and held it as it fell. She lifted one leg at a 
time as I removed the skirt and threw it on a chair. She stood before me in 
thigh-highs, heels and panties. I looked at her panties, the were cut full, 
to hide her male endowment. I looked up at her.

"This may not work out if you're bigger than I am." I was smiling broadly 
and she took the humor in what I said. I lower her panties, slowly. Her 
pussy/cock bush came into view, slowly I continued taking off her panties. I 
could she her root. Lower and lower her panties went, more and more of her 
cock came into view. It is a full cock, fortunately, not as big as mine is, 
which really would have been too humiliating.

I removed her panties completely. Her cock is about five inches long and not 
as thick as mine. But substantial anyway.

I had seen hermorphadites in porn flix. Some had decent dicks other had not 
so good-looking dicks. Lydia's was perfect, like a twelve-year-olds. Firm 
and shapely, standing at attention. I couldn't believe it, but I loved this 
cock.

"Can I suck it?"

"I'd be honored if you would."

I stood, took her hand and led her to her bed. She turned the bed down, got 
up on it and lay on her back. I got between her legs and took her beautiful 
dick in my mouth ad sucked it deep into me. I tongued it, licking all over 
it. I took her undeveloped balls in my mouth and licked there too.

I went under her cock and found a pussy, a very fuckable pussy. It was wet 
to overflowing. I licked her pussy. Pushed my tongue deep into it and 
tongued fucked her.

I went back to her cock, back and forth I licked her. I was licking her 
pussy, my tongue deep in her, when she held my head fast her pussy and came 
on my face. When her cum subsided, I moved up to her took her in my arms and 
kissed her.

"I know it's early for this, Lydia, but I think I'm in love with you."

"I know I am with you, Jared. No man has ever treated my as compassionately 
as you have tonight. Nor has any been as understanding. What do you want to 
do to me? Do you want to fuck me or do you want me to suck you?"

"I want what you want, Lydia, I think we're going to have plenty of time to 
do what I want. Relax and enjoy yourself, I'm yours."

"Are you sure, I might want more than you can offer?"

"I'll learn, I want to learn, I want to make you happy."

Lydia reached up and pulled two pillows to the center of the bed and stacked 
them one on the other. She looked at me and smiled, "Are you sure? You don't 
have to."

I had a sinking feeling, I knew what she wanted of me. Was this a test, or 
did she really want to fuck my ass? I turned over on my belly on top of the 
two stacked pillows, my legs splayed.

Lydia went opened the night table drawer and took out a tube, squeezed some 
into her hand and applied some to her cock. She squeezed more into her hand, 
came to me, bent and kissed my neck and whispered, "I've never done this 
before, I never had the nerve to ask anyone to let me do this, but I trust 
you, Jared, and I want to love you fully."

I turned my head to her and asked her to kiss me, "Love, me Baby, love me 
good."

"And you'll love me, everywhere, Darling, in every orifice."

She positioned herself behind me, between my legs. I felt her press her cock 
against my ass. I reached back and repositioned it in the center of my anus 
and, as she pushed, I steered her into me.

I held my breath as she pushed herself into me, slowly, but without stop, 
until she was in me totally. I let out my breath. And gasped my next two. I 
could fell her breasts press against my back as she leaned lay on me. She 
kissed my back and licked it. I squirmed from her teasing, tickling.

"Are you OK, my Love?"

"I didn't know what to expect, it hurts but it feels good too."

"Now you know what you have put women through when you put that big monster 
of yours in their backside." She was right, I rear door fucked some women, 
but I couldn't have understood what they felt. Now I did, I wasn't sorry I 
did it, I just would have done it different. Lydia was very concerned for my 
well being, but she wanted to fuck me anyway, no matter what I felt. Just 
like a man.

She backed off a little and gave me relief, I breathed easier. Lydia pushed 
into me again, held it hard against me and then backed off a little, and 
then a little more. She withdrew from my backside until just her tip 
remained in my backside. I feared she would pull out of me.

But, she didn't. She pushed back into me faster and harder than before. The 
good feeling I had from the assault on my backside surprised me.

"I'm going to fuck you, Honey, I'm so hot I want to cum, I'm going to fuck 
you hard and fast."

She started fucking me with a strength I didn't think she possessed. She was 
humping hard against my prostate. My cock was hard as a rock and began to 
feel my own cum welling up in my cock. I needed relief. I needed to cum, 
too.

"Oh, Lydia, fuck me, Baby, fuck my ass good." I started to shot cum as I 
humped the pillow. I felt Lydia tighten up in my ass and she reached her 
orgasm. She continued to hump my ass, I continued to shot hot cum on the 
pillow with her was in the throws of her own orgasm.

We were both spend. Lydia collapsed on my back, with her arms wrapped around 
me and her dick still buried in my ass. Finally, it slid out and I found 
blessed relief from her assault on my rectum. But, I loved it and I would 
let her do it again, whenever she wanted.

She rolled off me and lay beside me, "Oh, Jared, that was so good. Did you 
like it, Sweetheart, are you OK?"

I rolled to the other side of the pillows, held her hand and told her, "I 
loved it, you can do me when ever you want. My backside is yours to do with 
as you want."

"Good, but, I don't know how to tell you this, but the top pillow is yours 
tonight." I looked at it, it was soaked with my cum, we laughed. I reached 
over and pulled her to me. We kissed.

"OK, but it's your room, and I'm a guest, don't I get better treatment then 
that?"

"Sorry, Buster, I'm hard hearted when it comes to wet pillows." We laughed 
and played.

I had never been happier.

We got up after a while, I sat on the couch, she sat on my lap and we 
finished the bottle of wine and started another. We talked, getting to know 
each other better, liking what we heard about each other.

She was so beautiful, even her cock added to her beauty. I wanted this woman 
to be my own. I couldn't see how she could be anything other than what I saw 
sitting here, her arms wrapped around me. Cute, cuddly, almost little 
girlish, but a woman through and through.

We fell into quietude, just holding each other experiencing one another. The 
second bottle of wine was finished. She sat up and looked into my eyes.

"It's getting late, let's go to bed, I want you in my pussy, before we 
sleep." I could think of nothing better.

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