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Four Seasons (MFf+ first)[1/2]
by hangten <an19164@anon.nymserver.com>
Date: Jun 24, 1998
(C) 1998 Frederick T. If you're going to profit from this, please contribute
a portion of the proceeds to the National Organization for the Reform of
Marijuana Laws (NORMAL) and/or the American Cancer Society.
!!!!! ATTENTION READER !!!!!
The following work is of a sexual nature. If you have not yet reached the
age of consent, where ever you reside, the author requests your parents or
guardians review this material before you continue. Censoring the material a
young mind absorbs is not the responsibility of the creator but that of the
adult who has custodial responsibility for the young mind. Having said that;
the following story is pure fantasy. It didn't happen, probably could never
happen and the author accepts no responsibility for person or persons who
attempt to make it happen. All the characters were created by the author and
none of them are based on people who actually lived or are living in this
wonderful world we inhabit. We are all created by a wonderful process called
sexual intercourse. That it was made so pleasurable is undeniably the reason
we have filled this world with our children. While the creator probably did
so for a reason; remember that human beings created all the side dishes that
accompany the basic act. Sex should have a happy ending, whether with
yourself or with a partner. That this is sometimes not the case can only be
the fault of the participants. Sex should be fun ! As always e-mail your
comments to the usual.
"Four Seasons"
Part One
(MFf+ first)
by
Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
SUMMER
The backyard was full of noise. Knots of adults, dressed in bathing suits
and shorts with aloha shirts, were standing and sitting around the pool,
talking and joking. Five or six young children were romping around in the
shallow end of the crystal clear pool with their life jackets and floaties on.
Out in the sun it was hot but in the shadows of the late afternoon it was some
what cool in Northern Utah.
Frank Mailbu pushed the screen door open with his foot and wiggled out,
careful not to spill any of the rum drinks he was carrying. He stopped on the
grass, leading to the pool, and surveyed the crowd of neighbors who were
gathered in his back yard. He saw his wife, Vicky, in her one piece, just
starting to show the bulge of her pregnancy. She was talking with a group of
women at the far end of the pool. She was by far the best looking woman here
but there were several others Frank would love to slip his wick into. There
was a large group of men gathered around the keg on the other side of the
pool. They were gesturing wildly and Frank could tell the bullshit was really
flowing. He laughed and headed over to a group of women. They were almost as
loud as the men and Frank figured, after this round of drinks, they'd be
totally shit faced.
As Frank approached the women, he noticed Traci Nelson sitting on the
steps of the pool watching the young children. That was nice of her, Frank
thought. Traci lived up the street and was their regular baby sitter.
Hopefully, she'd be sitting for both of their sons, come December. She was a
very nice looking young lady, a little skinny but then she was only fifteen.
Frank liked her blonde hair and wholesome smile...and especially her long
legs. In another year, she'd be adorable.
While passing out the drinks, he spied Michelle Sabat. She was the
daughter of one of their old friends from Las Vegas. Sixteen and a real hot,
young lady. She was standing with Vicky at the end of the pool. Frank and
Vicky had just moved to Ogden...Jesus ! They'd been here almost a year. How
time flies when you're having fun. Frank was happy to get out of the casino
business and really liked the real estate business he started here in town.
But he and Vicky missed their old friends and the hustle and bustle of 'Vegas.
It was hard to make friends up here, almost a closed society with the
religious influence and all. Their friends, most were not neighbors in the
sense that they lived near the Malibu's, had taken months and months to find
and cultivate.
He wandered through the crowd and gave his wife a pat on the ass as he
passed her. Michelle laughed when Vicky jumped. Frank wouldn't mind patting
her on the ass. Michelle was one well put together young lady. Good sized
breasts that bounced around real nice in her bikini and what a nice rear end.
He moseyed on down to where Traci was sitting with her feet in the pool,
watching the younger kids.
"Thanks for being such a good sport...Looking after the kids. Michelle
thinks she's too old for this shit." Frank thought he'd make it up to her.
"You want me to slip a little rum in your next coke ?"
The last time Traci baby sat for them, they'd shared a glass of wine with
her before leaving. "Sure...that would be great, Frank." Traci liked Frank
and Vicky because they insisted she call them by their first names.
"That bathing suit looks real good on you, Traci. Is it new ?"
"Yea ! I just got it this Summer. It's my first two-piece." Oh ! Shit,
why did she say that ? She sounded like an idiot fifteen year old. Frank
told her he'd be right back and left for the kitchen and another round of rum
drinks.
.....
The sun was behind the house and it was chilly in the back yard. All of
the kids were out of the pool and playing on the grass. Traci walked toward
the kitchen to get herself another coke. The two women were in the pantry.
"Did you see the bulge in Frank's trunks ? Jesus ! He's hung like a
mule....."
"Betty...Those weren't trunks...they...they were indecent. I almost took
the girls home."
"But...You didn't...Did you ? Did you see how he kept flirting with
everyone ? I thought he started getting hard while he was ogling that young
dark headed girl."
"Shit ! Helen...Everyone was ogling her. She was damn near naked. Her
suit was as bad as his."
"Did you notice the way he kept looking at Beth Nelson's girl...What's her
name ?"
"Oh ! Traci...She looked a lot older in that two-piece......"
Traci went about getting her coke and even splashed a little rum into it.
After all there was no one in the kitchen except those two in the pantry. She
was glad someone noticed she was wearing a two-piece and then remembered Frank
had noticed. She'd also noticed the bulge in his swim trunks...Seen her
father's plenty of times and knew he couldn't come close to filling those
trunks like Frank did. It made her nipples get hard and filled her stomach
with butterflies every time she wondered what Frank looked like naked...All
that dark hair. She imagined his penis was dark too.
FALL
The wind blew the leaves about the front yard. Traci walked through them
as she made her way to the front door. She rang the bell but it was several
minutes before Vicky answered it.
"Oh...Traci...Thank God ! You're here. I'm so behind and Frank's going
to be here any minute. Can you run up and give Pete his bath ?"
"Sure, Vicky." Traci bounded up the stairs and found Pete in his room,
playing with some Star War's figures. She scooped him up and wrestled him
into the tub. The two of them were making enough noise to wake the dead and
there was no doubt in Frank's mind that Traci was already here as he walked
down the hall towards the master bedroom.
Frank was horny as hell. He'd spent half the day coming on to a new
realtor. She was a very hot looking woman, maybe half dozen years older than
he was with the largest tits. She was married but then so was he. What's the
big deal, he thought. Anyway, she rebuked all his advances. He hoped Vicky
hadn't showered yet.
He caught her coming out of their bedroom with just her robe on. Her
blonde hair still wet from the shower, her skin damp. The robe hardly
covering her body. His cock started to lengthen in his slacks. Lengthen, my
ass, he was getting a fucking hardon.
"Oh ! Vicky, dear, Frankie has a little something for you."
Vicky glanced down at the crotch of his slacks and smiled up at him. She
untied the sash at her waist and gave him a peek at her treasures. She was
six months along and her stomach was huge. Her belly button, normally a deep
indentation at her waist line was protruding out of her swollen stomach like a
bottle cap. Her breasts, while just a handful before her pregnancy, were like
ripe fruit thrusting out from her chest, her nipples taunt almost all the
time. A dark furry triangle covered her lower stomach, her dark pubic hair a
tremendous contrast to the platinum blonde hair that reached her shoulders.
She tried to close the robe but Frank was too quick and had his hands on her
bare, swollen breasts.
His mouth was on her neck, his hands sliding down to her ass. She was up
against the hallway wall and Frank's tongue was in her ear. One of his hands
had crept in between the cheeks of her ass and she could feel his finger
worming into her vagina. The hard rib of his cock was rubbing against her
belly. His mouth was on hers, his tongue fencing with hers. Her hands
dropped to his waist line and struggled to get his pants off. His slacks fell
to his knees and she had his hard cock in her hands, stroking it.
Frank broke their kiss and whispered, "Let's fuck..." Vicky rubbed her
belly against him and felt him slip another finger into her. She was hot and
forgot all about Traci and Pete. Her cunt lips were swollen and wet. Frank's
fingers were stirring her juices around and she wanted to feel his cock
pounding in and out of her. She pushed him away and turned toward the wall.
Frank yanked the robe up above her ass and rubbed his hard phallus up and down
the crack of her ass. He loved to watch his cock head peek in and out of his
uncircumcised foreskin as he ground his cock against his wife's ass.
Vicky reached between her legs and scratched his dangling testicles with
her nails. That's all he needed. He lowered the head of his cock between his
wife's legs and poked it up into her hair covered opening. He felt her hand
on his shaft guiding him and then he was in her. He started fucking as soon
as he felt her warm, wet meat envelope him and was stroking his full length in
and out of her almost immediately.
Vicky sucked in her breath as she felt Frank's cock penetrate her vagina.
She could never get accustomed to his size but loved the feeling of being
ravished by his big cock. Even though she was wet it was a few moments before
she was lubricated enough to feel comfortable. By then Frank was pumping his
cock in and out of her like a mad man.
"Slap...Slap...Slap !" The sound of their bodies slamming together filled
the hallway. Traci, who had just finished dressing Pete for bed, heard the
noise. She walked over to Pete's bedroom door and peeked out. She froze and
her eyes opened wide as she watched Frank pump his cock in and out of his
wife's behind. She could hear Vicky panting, or maybe it was Frank. Every
time Frank pulled out she could see his long, hard cock - dark and menacing,
poking out of a forest of black pubic hair...And then it disappeared back
between Vicky's butt. His pants and underwear were still around his knees.
"Ooohhh...Ooohhh...Vicky...Here comes...Baby." Frank was almost yelling.
Vicky thrust herself away from the hall wall and turned to face Frank. She
dropped to her knees and grabbed for the hard cock that had slapped up against
Frank's shirt covered belly. Her mouth covered the head and her hands slid up
and down the shaft until Frank started trembling. Traci could actually see
his legs shaking and saw Vicky's cheeks expand as Frank filled her mouth with
semen.
Vicky kept sucking until Frank's cock was dangling against his testicles.
"Sorry...Baby," she said, "I didn't want to have to bathe again."
Frank leaned down and kissed her...A long kiss...Their tongues roaming
around in each other's mouths. "That's ok, baby. I love filling your mouth
with cum...Almost as much as I love filling your cunt with cum."
Traci silently closed the door and leaned back up against it. Pete was
having a battle royal with his Star War's figures. She was breathing hard and
almost afraid to leave the room. She turned and peeked out the door again.
The hall was empty.
Traci eased out of Pete's bedroom and padded down the hall to the stairs.
As she approached the kitchen she could smell the sweet aroma. Northern Utah
was not exactly the center of social trend setting in the early eighties but
Traci, being almost sixteen, had smelled marijuana before. Several of her
girl friends smoked it at a sleep over last Summer. She thought, maybe, it
was something else but when she walked into the kitchen, found Frank sucking
on a weird looking cigarette.
Frank quickly pulled the joint out of his mouth and hid it behind him.
Figuring he'd been caught red handed, he casually inquired. "You ever smoke
marijuana, Traci ?"
Traci had been hoping Frank and Vicky would share a glass of wine with her
again. It was almost becoming a ritual every time she baby sat for them. She
blurted out. "Yea ! A couple of times with some girls at school." Traci had
never even smoked.
"I'll leave you the roach and you can smoke it after we're gone. Don't
tell, Vicky. She'd kill me if she knew...I hope you didn't tell her about
last Summer, you know, putting that rum in your coke...huh ?
"Yea ! I mean no, Frank...No sweat...And thanks."
"Hey ! Traci, if you want me to get you some...I can ?"
"Well, right now I'm a little short on cash."
"My treat...for being cool...ok ?"
.....
Frank and Vicky arrived home early. They always put her pay in an
envelope and Vicky gave it to her as she walked Traci to the door. Tonight,
Frank did the chore and when she got home, Traci found two joints in the
envelope along with her money. She still had the roach because she didn't
know how to smoke it and didn't want to waste it.
The following evening Traci invited a friend over to spend the night.
They shared one of the joints on the back patio. Her girl friend taught her
how to smoke, how to inhale...Well, how to get stoned. At first Traci thought
marijuana was stupid. She didn't feel any different than before she started
smoking. Her friend started laughing at something she said and then Traci
joined her. She couldn't remember why she was laughing but couldn't stop.
Traci was real stoned.
Traci was wired and couldn't sleep. She slipped out of bed, wandered into
the front room and curled up on the sofa. Her mind wouldn't shut down,
visions of Frank and Vicky kept flooding her brain...Frank pumping his hard
cock in and out of Vicky...Vicky down on her knees sucking the life out of
him. Before she realized it, her hands were in her pajama bottoms. She felt
the fleece of her pubic hair and started to massage her vagina lips. Her
nipples became erect and she felt a wetness between her legs. A finger
slipped into her cunt. It was so wet and warm and felt so good. Soon she was
sliding her finger in and out of her cunt. Traci was on fire. Faster and
faster...Her finger, covered with her cunt butter, slid in and out of her
vagina. Her hips, uncontrollable, arching off the couch. Her cunt almost
sucking on her finger and then she was there. She ripped a hand out of her
crotch to smother the cries coming from her mouth; finally coming to rest on
the couch, drenched in sweat. Still the visions of Frank and Vicky fucking
floated through her head. And the sound...Slap...Slap...Slap...Slap.
WINTER
The house was almost too warm even though outside it was in the low
thirties. Maybe that's why the house seemed too warm. In the last three
weeks Northern Utah had been the recipient of over six feet of snow. All of
the homes were well insulated to begin with and the snow, drifted up against
them, added even more insulation from the cold outside.
Traci walked down the stairs. She had just put the Malibu boys to bed.
Greg had been no problem at all but Jerry tossed and turned for over a half
hour before he finally gave up and fell asleep. She was looking forward to
watching the videos Vicky got for her. One of the movies had two of her
favorite stars in it. She could hardly wait.
She knelt down in front of the VCR and attempted to push the tape into the
machine. It kept being rejected and it was a few moments before Traci figured
there was another tape in the machine. She punched it out. The tape had a
hand written title on the side of the cassette - "Michelle - August 1998."
Traci almost put it on top of the TV but something made her shove it back into
the VCR.
The tape started off with the usual static and Traci fiddled with the
tracking until the Malibu's bedroom came into focus. She watched for a few
minutes and was about to punch the tape out when she heard Vicky laughing.
She turned up the volume. She could barely hear what sounded like someone
sucking on a joint and then more laughing. This time it was both Frank and
Vicky. Traci tried to figure out where the camera was, maybe in the closet.
It was pointed toward the bed but there was no one in the picture.
She heard another female voice almost shout, "Ooohh ! Wooow !" And then
more laughing. Frank was the first into the picture. He was leading Michelle
by the hand. Vicky brought up the rear and the three of them sat on the bed -
Michelle between Frank and Vicky. They were passing a joint back and forth
and laughing at each and every thing the three of them said.
She hadn't liked Michelle Sabot. Even though the girl wasn't even a year
older than Traci, Michelle treated her like a child. She thought Traci was a
little girl and Traci knew it. It made her mad. Michelle hardly talked with
her at all during the entire pool party last Summer. That's why Traci went to
watch the kids playing in the pool. Traci thought Michelle was a stuck up
bitch.
Back on the tape, Frank was moving up to lie on the bed with his back
against the head board. Traci noticed Vicky was rubbing Michelle's back as
she took a big hit off the joint. The young lady coughed up most of the smoke
and Vicky started laughing.
Michelle burst out, "Oh ! Fuck ! I've never been this stoned !" Frank
and Vicky started laughing. Frank started taking off his shirt and Vicky
stood and pulled her shift off over her head. She was naked and Traci could
see she was just starting to show the signs of her pregnancy. The video must
have been made while Michelle was staying with them last Summer. Vicky's
nipples were erect, small pink knobs of flesh poking out of small areolae.
Michelle started laughing. Vicky leaned down and kissed her right on the
lips. If Michelle was surprised she didn't show it and threw her arms around
Vicky's neck, almost pulling her down onto the bed.
Frank was down to his jockey shorts and Traci could see the bulge his
cock made. It was much larger than the bulge he made in his swim trunks last
Summer. It looked almost as big as the night she caught them fucking in the
hall. Traci still fantasized about that chance encounter; that and her finger
always brought her to a tremendous orgasm.
Frank was behind Michelle, pulling her "T" shirt off over her head. It
got hung up as the two women were still kissing. They started laughing as
Frank pulled her "T" shirt off over her head. He immediately unhooked her
bra. Traci sucked in her breath. Michelle Sabot had big tits - much bigger
than hers and even bigger than Vicky's. Vicky was on the floor on her knees.
When Frank pulled the girl's bra away, Vicky leaned forward and sucked one of
Michelle's nipples right into her mouth. Michelle's areolae and nipples were
a dark brown and even larger than Vicky's. Frank was dragging his jockey
shorts down and his cock was huge. Shit ! It looked bigger than the night
Traci spied on them.
Frank pulled Michelle back onto the bed while Vicky was still sucking on
her breasts. Traci could see Vicky's tongue painting the young girl's areolae
and sucking her nipples into her mouth. Frank was kissing her and then he
pushed Vicky away and straddled her chest. He pushed his cock down and
Michelle eagerly sucked the head into her mouth. Traci could hear Michelle
slurping on Frank's cock. Every once and a while, she licked on it like a
popsicle. Vicky was busy pulling the young lady's shorts off.
Frank was starting to thrust his cock in and out of Michelle's mouth and
she was sucking on him like she couldn't get enough. Vicky had her shorts off
and stripped off her underpanties. Traci thought Michelle had a hairy pussy.
It was covered with a thick pelt of dark, curly hair - just like Vicky's.
Vicky spread her legs and buried her face in the young girl's groin. Michelle
was still sucking on the cock Frank was pumping in and out of her mouth.
Vicky brought her face out of Michelle's crotch and slapped Frank on his
hairy ass. "Fuck me...Frank...You'll drown Michelle with your first load."
Frank scrambled off the young thing and got behind his wife. He was fucking
her instantly. Traci heard the "slap...slap...slap..." of their bodies coming
together. Michelle was moaning softly. Vicky was licking her cunt with long
swipes of her tongue. Traci had a hand in her pants and was fingering herself
to beat the band. She came about the same time Michelle and Frank did.
"Ooooohhhh ! Lick...Lick...Me...Vicky...I'mmmmm cummming...Aaaggh !
Oooohh ! Fuck...I'm...cumming !" Michelle was screaming but was almost
drowned out by Frank yelling, "Fuck...Fuck...Fuck..." as he pounded his cock
in and out of Vicky.
The three of them came to rest but Traci found her hips still humping up
to meet the finger she had buried in herself. Her cunt was greasy and slick.
She couldn't ever remember getting this wet when she played with herself. She
finally came to rest on the floor just gawking at the TV.
The action on the TV hardly stopped. Frank got up from behind Vicky, his
cock dangling down between his legs. Traci could see semen dripping off his
dick as he climbed up on the bed. Vicky stood and climbed up on the bed with
Frank. Traci watched Michelle roll over and slither up toward them.
"Frank...I want you to fuck me." Traci thought she saw Frank's cock lurch
when Michelle talked.
"Suck his cock, Michelle." It was almost an order. "Or would you rather
eat my pussy while I suck his cock ?" Vicky had her knees up and her legs
spread. Traci could just barely see some of Frank's semen matted in her dark
pubic hair. Michelle looked from one to the other and then captured Frank's
soft cock head with her lips. As she sucked on it, she looked at the two of
them as they sat with their backs against the head board. Michelle had a
great looking ass too, thought Traci. Now, that's one place Traci could
compete with her. Traci Nelson had a grade "A" ass - like two pumped up
volleyballs.
"That's it, Michelle...Suck his cock !" Vicky was fingering herself.
Traci was still fingering herself and about to have another orgasm. Frank was
starting to get hard. He and Vicky were kissing. Michelle's head was bobbing
over his crotch and Traci could see her lips sliding up and down Frank's cock.
Traci wished it was her who had Frank's cock in her mouth and then she started
cuming.
Traci yanked her hand out of her jeans and got to her feet as Frank moved
to Michelle's rear end, his cock bobbing in front of him - long, hard and
dark. She watched as Frank forced his cock into the young lady and started to
fuck her brains out. Vicky moved over and forced Michelle's face into her
groin. "Come on, honey...Eat the cum out of me."
.....
It was a little after two before Frank and Vicky got to bed. "Well...What
do you think...Did she or didn't she ?"
"No way, Frank...Traci...If she looked at it at all...immediately turned
it off and told herself she'd never baby sit again for such perverted people."
"Bullshit...You know she watched us fuck that night !?"
"That's what you say. I never saw her and I was looking for her. Shit !
You were too busy fucking my brains out to know what country you were in."
They were both sharing a joint and lying in bed.
Frank pushed play on the remote and said, "Get ready to suck my cock when
we find young Traci fingering her brains out !"
"The only pussy you're going to see tonight is mine, honey. Get that
tongue limbered up, baby."
Frank fast forwarded for almost fifteen minutes before Traci entered the
bedroom. She came right up to the camera and appeared to look at it from
several angles. She disappeared from the screen for about a minute or two and
then reappeared, totally nude. Frank sucked in his breath. "Oh ! My God !
She's beautiful !" Vicky was frozen. Traci climbed up on the bed and
immediately ran a hand down into her lush blonde bush. Her breasts were about
the size of small apples, her areolae and nipples a brown color - the nipples
erect and pointing toward the ceiling as she started to pump a finger in and
out of her cunt.
Frank could hear her breathing hard and put his arm around Vicky guiding
her head to his crotch. "Suck me dry, baby."