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Subject: {ASSM} (New) A Lady With Something Extra (MF CAUTION) {Steve}
Date: Tue,  9 Apr 2002 04:10:04 -0400
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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights 
reserved by its author unless explicitly waived. In other words, this is 
mine. Keep your hands off unless you ask first.

WARNINGS: There is sex in this story. If you are under 18 don't look. 
Really, I mean it. Don't look.

(MF CAUTION) Some might be put off by the Caution material. No Violence.

                  A Lady with Something Extra

I was sipping my wine while looking out the window. San Francisco was spread 
out below. I could see the Bay Bridge one way and the towers of the Golden 
Gate bridge the other. The fog started to roll in and, after making the 
bridge disappear, had wreathed the tops of the tallest buildings in cotton 
candy. It was almost surreal as the tops of buildings disappeared in mist 
and cold and yet, protected by the twenty-foot tall wall of glass; I was 
warm and comfortable.

I was glancing around the bar when I saw her. She was alone. A beautiful 
young oriental woman. Not very tall and quite slender. Her hair was not 
particularly long and was shaped to follow the roundness of her face. She 
was fixing her makeup as I watched. I was in love, or at least in 
infatuation.

I continued sipping my wine and waited for her date to show up. The next 
time the waitress came by I asked her, "Is the lady in the green dress here 
with someone?"

She looked over, "No. I think she came in alone."

"What's she drinking?" I asked.

"A Chardonnay, I think," she answered.

"Would you please send her another from me." The waitress gave me a bit of a 
funny look and appeared to be about to say something but left to go get the 
wine. I saw her deliver the wine, get asked a question and glance in my 
direction. I held my China Doll's gaze and smiled. She smiled back and 
picked up the glass, tipped it in my direction and took a sip.

I may be slow when it comes to understanding women, but even I could tell 
that was an invitation. I stood and crossed to her table. "Mind if I join 
you?"

"Yes, please." Her voice was low and sexy. A sweet contralto. The kind of 
voice a torch singer uses to rip your heart out with her love songs. "Thank 
you for the wine," she held up her glass.

We clinked glasses and I said, "My pleasure. I'm Michael."

"Pia," she said extending her hand.

I was trying to think of a conversational gambit when she saved me by 
asking, "Are you here on business?"

"Not really. I was downtown for a seminar and decided to stay and have 
dinner to avoid the traffic. But I'm local."

We talked animatedly about the city, our favorite restaurants, I favored 
Nouvelle and she Asian, theater, we both enjoyed the Conservatory theatre, 
walking out at Land's End and more.  I glanced at my watch and realized an 
hour had gone by in ten minutes. Pia had been making a point about shopping 
at Ghirardelli and her hand had come to rest on my arm, casually and 
intimately, like we had known each other for some time.

She looked out the window. "I love looking out at the city. Up here it's so 
peaceful. My place is on the top floor but it isn't so far up."

"I'd like to live in the city, to look out over it at night. There's 
something about standing by the window and watching so much life happening. 
But it's all at a distance, almost removed, as if you were a Greek God 
watching the world from Olympus."

Pia had a surprised look on her face. "That's how I feel sometimes. Like I 
was watching the world from outside it. I didn't know anyone else felt that 
way." She looked thoughtful and then smiled as she continued, "Perhaps you'd 
like to see the city from my place."

"I'd like that very much," I said.

She took a last sip and stood. I followed her out of the bar. Twenty minutes 
later I followed her through the door of her apartment. She didn't turn on 
any lights as she crossed to the windows opposite. She opened the drapes to 
a small balcony looking out over the city. She turned to me and said, "Come. 
Look out at the city."

I went over and stood next to her. Her building was on the hill above Union 
street looking down onto Cow Hollow and the Marina and across the bay to 
Marin. A carpet of lights spread out before her window. The fog lay just 
above the hill creating a ceiling to the tableau. The fog acted as a 
reflector for the low sounds of fog horns and ship bells which echoed up to 
her apartment creating a mysterious and romantic ambiance. She leaned back 
on my chest and I wrapped my arms around her nuzzling my face into her hair. 
We stood like that enjoying the view and feel of each other.

I felt a pressure against my loins, a subtle movement of her butt against 
me. I kissed her neck and lightly nipped her ears. Pia moaned at the 
caresses, turned in my arms, and we kissed. She pushed my jacket off my 
shoulders as our tongues danced together. I reached behind her and pulled 
the zipper of her dress down. She was unbuttoning my shirt as I reached in 
and unsnapped her bra. Her dress fell forward and I was able to see her 
beautiful tits with the nipples rigid and standing up. I took one in each 
hand as we kissed wildly. She pushed off my shirt and I had to release her 
to let it fall off. As I did she knelt in front of me and worked my belt 
loose followed by the zipper. Pia reached in and pulled out my erect cock, 
cooing at it before taking it in her mouth. I gloried in the feel of her 
warm mouth and tongue working on my cock.

"Pia," I said. She looked up. "Let's go to your bedroom."

She smiled and stood. I helped her out of her dress and then shrugged off my 
pants. As I reached to remove her panties she grabbed my hand and led me to 
her room. The light from the city provided a soft glow illuminating the room 
but hiding stark details. She led me to her bed and pushed me onto my back. 
Crawling between my legs she took my cock back into her mouth. I was soon 
lost in the sensations and closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling of her lips 
and tongue working around my cock. I felt her reach for something but she 
never missed a beat. I was surprised by something cold and greasy being 
rubbed into my butt. It startled me until I realized she was lubricating my 
ass. I had once a girlfriend that did prostate massage while blowing me. 
Jesus, those were wild orgasms. Anticipation of what was to follow brought 
me close to cumming.

She must have sensed it because she started to kiss up my stomach, teasing 
me and delaying my cum. She worked up to my chest and licked both nipples. 
That's when I felt something strange. Something was pushing at my butt. I 
was caught between the wonderful sensations Pia was making with her bites 
and licking and this new strange sensation. It moved between the cheeks of 
my ass and found my opening. Pia moved up and the invader started to push 
into my ass.

I gasped in surprise and started to ask what the fuck was going on when Pia 
leaned down and clamped her mouth to mine shoving her tongue into my mouth. 
It distracted me for a few moments allowing the invader to pop past the 
protective ring of my ass.

"Pia, are you a woman?" I realized that sounded like a stupid question but I 
was at a loss. What the hell was I going to say?

"Of course." She answered as she continued sliding into my ass. "But I have 
a little something extra for you." I'm sure I looked as stunned as I felt. 
She kissed me again and started fucking me. "Baby, I'm a chick with a dick."

Mama taught me it was better to give than to receive and I had always 
fervently believed that when it came to dicks. I wanted to give, not 
receive. But here I was getting fucked by a woman. That's when I noticed 
that it was starting to feel good. Her cock was rubbing against my prostate 
and in my already horney state the sensations overrode my more conventional 
thoughts. I pulled Pia to me and kissed her passionately. She was bucking 
against me her cock was driving into my ass. She moaned and I felt her cock 
expand and then her cum exploded into my ass. I was about to loose my own 
cum when she collapsed on me.

She pulled her cock out of my ass and kneeling beside me with her ass in the 
air said, "Your turn." She handed me the tube of lube as I knelt behind her. 
Squeezing out a glob I worked it into her ass with one finger and then two 
before smearing it on my cock. I put my cock at her brown opening and 
started to push.

"Slow baby. Give me time." I held still for a second, and then she pushed 
back so I pushed. The head of my cock popped into her tight ass. "Stop," she 
pleaded. "Oh Jesus, baby. Wait." I felt the muscles gradually relax. "Give 
me a little more." I pushed in a little more and she moaned, "Yes." Pretty 
soon I was in to the hilt. Pia reached between her legs and fondled my balls 
while telling me, "Fuck me, baby. C'mon, fuck me."

I pulled back until only the head of cock was in her ass and then pushed 
forward. She moaned, "Yes, baby. I love your cock. Fuck my tight ass." It 
should have sounded corny but the way she moaned as she said it drove me 
crazy. I was already close to cumming from her exquisite blowjob followed by 
the fucking she had given me. Her tight ass sent me over the edge and I 
exploded. She screamed, "Yes baby," as she felt me filling her with my cum.

My orgasm crashed through my body as my balls emptied into her tight ass. A 
last desultory thrust and I was spent. My cock slipped out of her and I fell 
next to her on the bed. Pia snuggled into my arms and kissed me. "Thank 
you."

I wasn't sure what to say. I had just had the most unusual and unexpected 
experience in my life. I looked at her face. She was a beautiful woman. I 
felt her breasts pressed against my chest in post-coital bliss. She was 
definitely a woman. So I kissed her. "You are very beautiful," I told her.

She snuggled closer and kissed my neck. "Thank you. You are very handsome." 
A little white lie but I liked it anyway.

"Pia?"

"Yes honey," she answered

"I don't understand," I said quietly.

"Understand what?" she asked.

"I mean, you're a woman but you just fucked me. It's supposed to be the 
other way around," I said with a tone of conviction.

"Did you like what we did?" she asked.

"Well, yes," I answered.

"So, there's nothing to understand. I'm the best of both worlds. Don't think 
about it, just enjoy it," she said and pulled me into a kiss. I felt her 
cock rubbing mine and her tits pressing into my chest. 'The best of both 
worlds?' I asked myself.

What the hell? I pulled her to me and kissed her passionately as my cock 
rose for my lady with something extra.






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