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Authors name: Richard the Black (blackrichard@juno.com)
Story title : Little Lisa Loves it All
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Little Lisa Loves it All (MF, wife, work, sacrilege)
by Richard the Black (blackrichard@juno.com)
***
Sweet married Lisa, a good Christian wife, goes on
vacation and comes back a sex crazed vixen. She
immediately allows a male co-worker with a long time
crush on her to do anything and everything he wants to
her in their workplace and a nearby vacant lot.
***
The bus dropped me at work almost an hour before anyone
else showed up, usually, and as the place was still
locked up, I had to wait outside until someone with a key
got there. It was a pain, especially in winter, but it
was the only bus that would get me there on time.
I was surprised that morning, then, when a little red
Toyota I recognized as Lisa's car pulled into the parking
lot only five minutes after I got there. Lisa had been
away for a week on vacation; I guessed she must want to
get an early start on her first day back.
She got out of her car and walked over to me, smiling
brightly. Lisa is a tiny little woman, about 4'10, but
her height is actually brought on by some medication her
mother took when pregnant. Lisa has the weight and shape
she would have had if she'd been six to eight inches
taller, which on her translates to frankly huge 44DD
breasts and an otherwise chunky, solid little build.
Frizzy blond-brown hair cut short and blue eyes behind
big oversize glasses and a frankly sexy voice.
I'd had a very sexual crush on her since I'd started
working for that company, where Lisa was receptionist,
but she was married and I was living with someone, and
beyond that, Lisa was very old fashioned and straight
laced and deeply religious, so I'd never thought there
was anything in it... although I'd closed my eyes many
times while fucking my girlfriend and imagined it was
Lisa.
Today she gave me a big hug, which was unusual for her. I
hugged her back, naturally.
"Welcome back," I said, grinning. "Getting an early
start?"
Much to my shock, she turned her face up and stood on
tiptoe, so I obliged bending down and kissing her lightly
on the mouth. It was a very brief kiss, but there was a
little more lip to it than a peck, which also surprised
me.
"Oh, I'm sure I have a lot of work piled up," she said,
lowering her
face and hugging me again. I held her for a minute or so,
squeezing her, wondering at my good fortune.
"We've all missed you," I said, finally.
"I missed you too," she said into my chest, then let me
go and opened the door.
Once inside she went around efficiently flicking on all
the lights, unlocking the front door, starting the coffee
maker, checking the fax machine. I just kind of drifted
around. Finally I sat down in one of the visitor's chairs
next to her reception desk. We had at least 40 minutes
until anyone else showed up.
"Come sit down and talk to me," I demanded petulantly.
She poked her head around the corner from where she was
in the break room. "Come sit in here," she said.
I got up and went in. She was bustling around, just
finishing up with the coffee machine, putting the coffee
back in the cupboard. Kidding around, I went up behind
her and put my arms around her shoulders and kissed the
top of her head. I expected her to sigh in exasperation
and slap my hands and pull free. Instead she kind of
giggled and wiggled back against me and said "Wait until
I'm done here. Jeez."
I went over and sat down in one of the break room chairs.
She finished putting the coffee things away and came
over. I expected her to pull up another chair; instead,
she smiled impishly and plopped down into my lap. "Well?
What do you want to talk about?"
I was shocked, but pleased. I ran my hand over her
forehead, smoothing some of her thick curly locks of hair
back out of her eyes. "How was your vacation?"
She rocked on my lap a little and rolled her eyes. "Oh,
it was okay. Kind of boring. John and I" (John was her
husband) "didn't do much." Her eyes came down to mine and
she looked concerned. "Am I too heavy?"
I slapped her rump gently through her conservative, hem-
below-the-knees plaid skirt. "Nope. I like holding you
like this."
Her hand came down and covered mine on her ass, pressing
it there. "I
like it too," she half whispered.
"Mmmm," I said. I put my other hand on her cheek to hold
her head in place, tilted my head, and tried kissing her
mouth again. Lightly but firmly, pressing my lips to
hers, waiting for any response. After a second or so her
lips trembled open under mine and I felt her tongue tip
probing uncertainly. I met it quickly with mine and our
mouths opened further and our tongues joined more
forcefully. She moaned into my mouth and put her hands on
my shoulders and leaned forward into the kiss, sliding
her tongue past my lips, moaning again when I nibbled on
her tongue tip and then began to suck strongly on it.
My hands came up and began squeezing her heavy breasts
through her white, button up top. Normally really large
breasts aren't much of a turn on for me, but Lisa was
such a doll, and so sweet, that I found everything about
her sexy. She gasped as I started squeezing and rubbing
her nipples through her blouse and heavy duty bra, and
broke the kiss long enough to sit back, breathing hard,
and unbutton her blouse all the way down to the last two
buttons.
I slid my hands inside her bra and began rubbing my palms
over her smooth, soft breastflesh, using fingers and
thumbs to gently pinch and rub her large, sexy, brown
nipples into erection. Then I lifted one breast up out of
its bra cup with both hands and bent my head to her
nipple, taking the tiny nub jutting up in the midst of a
dark brown aereola as large as my palm between my teeth,
drawing another gasp from her as I nibbled, then licked,
then began to suck.
She let me go back and forth between both nipples with my
mouth for several minutes, holding my head to her and
moaning her appreciation. Then she pushed my head away.
"We only have about half an hour left," she said
throatily.
"Well," I said helpfully, "you can drive me home tonight
if you want. Or we could take lunch together..."
"Both," she said firmly, then licked her lips. "But
there's something I can't wait to do with you." She
scrambled off my lap and quickly dropped to her knees in
front of me. "John never lets me go down on him," she
said petulantly, unsnapping my pants somewhat clumsily,
fumbling for the zipper, pulling it down, and reaching it
to find my cock with her small, soft fingers. "So this is
his fault." She pulled my hard cock out and holding it
around the base, began to pepper the head with light
little kisses.
I looked down at her. "I thought John was the only guy
you'd ever had sex with," I said, amazed.
She nodded, licking my cockhead now with slow, deliberate
strokes of her tongue.
"So how do you know you like to suck cock if he never
lets you do it?" I asked.
She was running her tongue up and down the underside of
my shaft now, fluttering it like butterfly wings just
under the flange of my circumcised cockhead.
"When we were on vacation there was this big black guy
named Larry staying at the hotel with us," she said,
between licks. "He kept trying to get me to have sex with
him. Of course I wouldn't. Finally he caught me by myself
in the pool cabana one afternoon. He really scared me and
when he took his swim trunks off he was huge down
there... I didn't think I could take him. He said if I'd
just... you know... use my mouth on him... blow him...
he'd leave me alone after that. I didn't really know how
but I was scared of him. I could barely get the end of
his thing in my mouth. Then I learned to kind of let my
jaw relax so I could take the first couple of inches. He
put his hands on my head and made me go up and down on
him. I was surprised it tasted so good, and it felt so
nice to do it to him... sexy. It made me feel hot. I
couldn't swallow all his sperm the first time and it ran
out my mouth and down his thing and down on my chin and
my neck. He said I'd do better next time."
She looked up at me, stopping her careful licking for a
moment. Indignantly, she said "I tried to do it on John
because I liked the way it felt and I wanted to see if
his sperm tasted different and I wanted to swallow it for
him. He made me stop and said it was disgusting. So I did
it with Larry for the rest of the week."
I glanced at the clock. "People are going to start
showing up in about fifteen minutes," I said.
She nodded, leaned forward, opened her mouth, and closed
her lips around my cockhead.
"Mmmmmm," she hummed as she got very busy, giving me a
very industrious, professional blowjob, bobbing her head
on me quickly and efficiently, lips tight, tongue moving
smoothly on the underside of my cockhead as her head went
up and down on me. The sight of her head pumping in my
lap, the sound of her mouth slurping and her little
"mmmmmms" of enjoyment, were almost as exciting as the
actual feeling of her lips and tongue on me.
I found out later that she really enjoyed giving long,
leisurely blowjobs, taking half an hour or longer to
bring me off, licking and sucking, stroking with her
hands, licking and playing with my balls... but she also
had learned how to give a blowjob on a time limit. Her
head bobbed fast on me now, mouth urging me to give it up
for her, and after another five minutes of her avid
sucking I did, shooting a big thick splattering geyser of
cum into her mouth.
She went, "MMMMmmmmm." and swallowed with a liquid
gulping sound, making the same audible swallowing sound
three more times as I continued to spurt with my cock
locked firmly between her lips.
Finally she gave one last long slurping suck at my cock
and let it slip out of her mouth with obvious reluctance.
She looked up at me, reaching for a pile of napkins on
the counter to pat her mouth with. "Any incriminating
evidence on my mouth or chin?" she asked me brightly.
"Nope," I said, and bent down to kiss her deeply, tasting
my cock and cum in her mouth as I slid my tongue past her
lips. I broke the kiss after a minute. "I expect to cum
in your mouth once a
day from now on, Little Miss Lisa," I said, mock sternly.
"Only once?" she said, looking up at me with her big blue
eyes. Then she whimpered like a puppy several times, her
eyes dancing.
"Well, we'll see," I said. "Lunch?"
"Mmm hmmm," she said, smiling as she got to her feet
again. She readjusted her bra and began to button up her
blouse. "And I'll drive you home tonight. They rearranged
the bus schedule so you need a ride home now, and I'm the
only one who can do it. It's not my fault. You don't want
to lose your job."
"Of course," I said. I pulled her to me and kissed her
deeply again. She kissed me back slowly but thoroughly.
We heard the front door open. "Somebody here?" we heard
the hoarse bellow of the crabby old woman who owned the
business. Lisa took her tongue out my mouth, squeezed my
cock with her hand, said "Get yourself straightened out,"
and walked out to start her morning at work.
The morning dragged by. I took my break at 10:35 or so,
having just finished printing out 500 resumes and cover
letters for a merged mass mailing a customer was having
us do. When I got back I'd have to stuff them in
envelopes, run off the labels, stick the labels on, meter
them... it promised to be an all day job.
So my spirits were raised inordinately when I walked into
the break room to find Lisa sitting there by herself,
watching the tiny TV they keep on the table there. It was
rare that any of us got the break room to ourselves;
there were only five employees there, and the owner, but
we all tended to take breaks at the same time.
"Everybody else must have their nose to the grindstone,
huh," I said, gesturing around the all but empty room.
Lisa looked up at me and smiled. "Sandy took Barb with
her off to Sam's Club," which was a discount place where
Sandy, the owner, bought all her office supplies. That
was excellent, it meant that Pat, my boss, would have to
stay in the area where we both worked to cover the
phones. In fact, it meant that Pat was the only one in
the building to cover the phones, so no one was going to
interrupt us. Lisa must have correctly interpreted the
look that crossed my face.
She smiled, but waggled one finger cautioningly. "Now,
now," she said. "You know Patty's going to be watching
the clock and if you're back 30 seconds late, you're in
big trouble."
"Yeah," I said, slouching back into the one corner of the
break room that people couldn't see into from outside the
door. "Not much one can accomplish in thirteen minutes or
so... but come over here for a second anyway...?"
She looked worried for just half a second, then shrugged
and came over to me. I wrapped my arms around her and
pulled her to me; she hugged me back, tightly. "This
morning has DRAGGED by," she groaned into my chest.
"Yeah," I said, nuzzling the top of her head, inhaling
the scent of her hair, "I know." I let my hands drop from
her shoulders to her sweet ass and rubbed it through her
skirt. She moaned throatily and pushed herself tighter
against me. The sensation of her big full tits crushing
against my chest was
enough to make me dizzy.
"Ohhhhhh," she said. "We can't do anything... not here...
not enough time..."
"Maybe you have something wrong with your car," I
suggested.
"What?" she asked.
"With your car. That you asked me to look at." I was
nibbling the upper curve of her ear when I said it.
"You're terrible," she half moaned, half giggled.
"Go out to your car," I said. "I'll tell Patty I might
need an extra five minutes on break to check out your
tires or something."
She reluctantly disengaged and went, smiling wickedly at
me over her shoulder. I half ran back to the word
processing area. "Patty, Lisa thinks there may be
something wrong with her tires," I said, shoving my head
back into the room. Patty, my direct boss at the time,
was an overweight woman a few years older than me who
doubtless thought she was a great person and an
excellent boss, easy to get along with and with a good
sense of humor.
Actually she was a two faced bitch, sweet to people when
talking to them, ripping them apart behind their backs.
She was also lazy, dropping all the really involved,
tedious jobs on me and spending most of her day chatting
with customers, answering the phone, and occasionally
inputting something fairly easy and simple on our one PC.
I suppose she figured rank had its privileges. She also
tended to take out any of her crabby moods on me, but
show me a boss that doesn't.
She looked up at me with annoyance. "That mailing has to
go out today," she said in her irritating whine.
"It'll go out today," I reassured her. "I'm just gonna
take ten minutes or so looking over the car for her. We
don't want anything to happen to our Lisa, do we?"
Her piggy little lips pursed in a frown. "I haven't had
my break yet today," she said loftily. I didn't tell her
that for all anyone could tell, she'd been on break all
morning.
"Fifteen minutes tops," I said, smiling, and ducked back
out.
Lisa was out in the car... sitting in the back seat,
smiling. She pushed the door open with her toe as I
walked up. The seatback was up against the steering
wheel; she slid over in the backseat. I slid in and
pulled the door shut. "Fifteen minutes, tops," I
whispered. Then her arms were around my neck and her
mouth was on mine.
Our tongues slid back and forth between our mouths as we
moaned. My hands were squeezing her breasts through her
blouse. She grabbed one of my hands and pushed it down,
up under her skirt, and I was shocked to find a pantyless
Lisa pussy... soaking wet. I immediately slid two fingers
up inside her, finding her clit with my thumb. She moaned
into my mouth as I fingered her. Her hand then went to
the clasp on my slacks, undoing it clumsily, unzipping
me, pulling my cock out.
Her hand left my dick for just a moment as she broke our
kiss to lick her palm and fingers. Then her mouth joined
with mine again as her slick fingers and palm closed over
my cock and began pumping.
I pumped my fingers in and out of her hot wet pussy and
rubbed the ball of my thumb over her clit as she expertly
jerked me off. For a sweet married Catholic lady, Lisa
was showing unexpected talents. "John must let you jerk
him off a lot," I gasped into her mouth as I continued to
hand frig her juicy cunt.
"No," she half moaned back, "Father Santini showed me how
when I was 12 in the
confessional and he let me do it for him instead of
saying penance for a long time. He'd pull the screen up
and stand so his thing came through the window and I'd
stand with my back to the wall and reach down and stroke
it for him."
"I'm surprised he didn't just have you sit there and suck
it," I said.
"That would have been dirty," she said primly. "I was too
young for that. Anyway until Larry made me I thought
putting it in my mouth would be disgusting."
Her hand on me felt so good, as she'd stroke lightly,
then squeeze just under my cockhead, then stroke again.
Up and down. Steady and regular. "Uhhhhhh," I sighed,
"boy, for someone who hasn't had sex with anyone but her
husband you've got quite a track record, Lisa. Anyone
else in there?"
She bent down and kissed the head of my cock as she
pumped it. "Hand jobs don't count as sex," she said. She
licked my cockhead. "This does," she purred, and took it
into her mouth and started sucking. Her bending over had
moved her pussy out of my reach so I put my hands on her
head and relaxed back against the car seat and enjoyed
her mouth on me.
Her head bobbed up and down beneath my hands. She slid
her hand into my zipper and squeezed my balls gently. She
went "Mmmmm... mmm... MMMM!" as she blew me, sucking
away, lips tight, tongue moving on me like a little wet
snake. After a minute or so I tightened my hands in her
hair and shot off in her mouth for the second time that
day. I heard her choked squeal of delight as the first
spurt filled her mouth and then her gulping and gulping
again as she swallowed it all.
Finally she straightened up again, licking her lips,
resting her head on my shoulder, her fingers still closed
loosely around my wet cock, the knuckle of her thumb
rubbing idly back and forth just under the flange of the
head. I tilted her chin up and kissed her mouth, sliding
my tongue past her lips, enjoying the musky taste. Her
tongue met mine and toyed with it as her hands tucked my
cock away again and zipped me back up.
We both broke the kiss reluctantly. "We should get back
inside," she said.
"You go in first and tell Patty I'm checking one of your
rear springs for you," I said. "I'll be in, in a minute."
"Okay." We both slid out of either side of the car. I
winked at her over the roof as we straightened up on
opposite sides. "It's a two blowjob Monday so far," I
said.
She pursed her lips. "Uh huh," she agreed. "On lunch
break we're gonna fuck, though."
I smiled. "We can park behind Arturo's," a long closed
restaurant off Rte. 61 about a mile away, "and I'll bend
you over the back of your car, pull your skirt up, and
fuck you like an animal."
Her eyes widened. "Larry always wanted to fuck my ass but
he was way too big," she said. "I'll bet you'd fit,
though."
"We'll find out," I promised. She looked trepidatious,
then blew a kiss to me and went inside, licking her lips.
"You wouldn't really bend me over the back of my car and
fuck me like an animal, would you?" Lisa said, looking at
me, lower lip trembling. She'd just parked her car behind
Arturo's long empty restaurant building off Rte 61, about
a mile from where we worked. We had a little less than an
hour for lunch. I'd tried to grab her as soon as we'd
gotten in the car, but she'd slapped my hand lightly and
told me to behave until people couldn't look over and see
us. People found it odd enough that we were going out
together for lunch.
I reached over and squeezed both her breasts through her
blouse firmly, pinching her nipples through the cloth.
She closed her eyes and sighed.
"You're a pretty horny little girl," I said, leaning over
to kiss her neck.
"Mmmmm," she said as my hands continued to maul her tits.
"Well? You wouldn't really?"
I looked over the seatback, through the back window. The
old parking lot was overgrown with weeds and we were
right behind the building so no one could see us from the
road. The lot was enclosed by uncleared scrub woods on
either side. It was pretty private, unless someone else
pulled in for the same reason we were there, or a cop
pulled in on his lunch break or something. I looked back
at her. She had her head tilted towards me, looking up at
me as I rubbed and squeezed her big tits. I kissed her on
the mouth and started unbuttoning her blouse.
She slipped her tongue past my lips, sighing, and reached
for my pants. I slapped her hands and kept unbuttoning.
The kiss kept us from talking. Finally I pulled the tails
of her blouse out of her skirt's waistband and started
sliding it down her arms. She shrugged out of it, her
tongue still moving in my mouth. I reached around and
unclasped her bra and she shrugged out of that, too. I
hung both garments over the steering wheel.
Then I broke the kiss, reached past her, and opened her
door. Shoving it open, I said "Get out and go to the back
of the car."
She just looked at me disbelievingly. She was naked to
the waist and her huge boobs were hanging down and she
looked sexy as hell in her plaid skirt. I reached out and
pinched her nipples gently. "Go ahead, Lisa," I said. She
hissed as I pinched her nipples... then shrugged and got
out of the car and walked around to the trunk.
I got out my side and walked around to her. I took her in
my arms and pressed her back against the top of the trunk
and kissed her hungrily. She kissed me back, eagerly, one
leg coming up to wrap around my waist as her arms went
around my neck.
I broke the kiss and straightened up. "Turn around," I
said.
She did it, moving around so her back was to me. I put my
hand on her neck and pushed -- shoved her, really -- down
hard so she was bent over the back of the car, her naked
upper torso pressed firmly against the sun warmed metal
of the trunk lid. I reached down and flipped her skirt up
onto her lower back.
Then I unzipped and let my cock out. I probed her pussy
with my fingers and found it very wet. "Uhhhmmm!" she
gasped as my fingers went into her. I slid a thumb into
her ass, or tried to. It was very tight. She gasped again
as she felt me prodding her there. "Reach behind you and
spread your cheeks," I told her. She did it, reaching
back with her small soft hands, grasping the curve
of her chunky ass cheeks right where they came together,
and pulling them apart.
She gasped again. I moved forward, lined my cock up on
her pussy, and slid up into her.
She groaned as I did it, then gasped out "I know I'm not
that tight, I'm sorry..."
I slapped her ass as I started to fuck her slowly.
"You're fine," I said. "What, did you let ol' Larry up
here finally?"
"Twice," she moaned. "He was so big... it hurt... he
couldn't get more than half of it in me... but I liked
it... uhhhhhh..."
I shoved my cock all the way up her and said "Well, I'm
buried to the balls in you now, sweetie. Like it?"
"Oh yes," she said. "Oh yes just fuck me please."
So I fucked her. I held on to her hips and started
fucking her faster and harder, finally just hammering
away at her there in the sun with cars whizzing by twenty
yards away. After I'd fucked her for a few minutes her
asshole relaxed enough for me to get my thumb up there
and I slid that in and out and twisted it from side to
side as I plowed her cunt with my cock. She started
gasping and moaning and even sobbing as I put it to her,
flexing and straightening her knees to push her cunt back
up at me as I fucked inward. Finally, after about ten
minutes, I dumped a load in her cunt and slowed
down some. My cock stayed hard in her and I kept my thumb
in her ass, which had flexed to accommodate it
considerably.
"So ol' Larry never got your sweet ass, huh?" I said,
still stirring my cock in her pussy.
She moaned. "No, he was too big," she said. "He did me
with his finger like you are though."
I kept rotating my thumb in her bung. "John ever do you
here? Or Father Santini?"
She shook her head against the trunk of the car. "No one
ever has," she gasped.
I smiled. "Reach back and spread your cheeks again,
baby."
I could see a shiver go over her, but she did it, pulling
them apart once more for me. I slid my cock back out of
her pussy. It gleamed with her juices and mine. I could
see her little brown pucker as I pulled my thumb out of
it and lined my cockhead up on it, nudging forward to
lodge it there against the entrance. She made a little
grunting noise, then said "Oh God."
I put my hands on her hips to hold her steady and pushed
forward, trying to drive my cock up her rear entrance. I
wouldn't have made it if she hadn't dropped her hands
from her cheeks, put them flat on the trunk of the car,
and pushed back at me hard. My cockhead suddenly popped
up past her sphincter like a golf ball shoving up into a
garden hose. Lisa gave a little shriek and tried to pull
away. I held her hips implacably and slowly slid the rest
of my cock up into her asshole.
With the brown ring of her sphincter nestling around the
base of my cock and my balls brushing the bottom of her
pussy, I stopped and waited for her. She was crying now
and gasping and going "Oh God oh God oh God" over and
over in a whisper. I reached around and found her clit
and began to pinch and rub it with my fingers and thumb.
She gasped at that and I felt the tight velvety
length of her rectum suddenly relaxes and shifts around
my cum-slick cock.
"Oh ohhhhhh OH," she said. "Oh mmmmmmm..."
"Fits just fine," I said. "Nice tight little ass, Lisa.
Hold on..."
I started to fuck her ass much more slowly than her
pussy, pulling my cock back just a half inch or so,
rocking it forward again. Even that much motion felt
amazing to me and made her gasp and sob again. I
continued rocking my cock in and out of her for five
minutes or so on very short strokes until I felt she
could take a good fucking. Then I started giving her one,
pulling back out until just my head was up inside, then
slamming back forward again until the whole length was
buried in her ass again. She made little whistling
shrieks as I started to fuck her asshole harder, but she
was taking it and I knew she was loving it. After another
five minutes I spurted off again up her ass.
I checked my watch. We still had maybe half an hour. I
slowly slid my cock back out of her ass, trying to be
gentle, knowing it was going to be uncomfortable when my
cockhead popped back out past her ring muscle. She moaned
as it came out. I gently took her shoulders and turned
her over and kissed her nose and cheeks and mouth and
then both nipples.
"Oh," she said. "Oh my God. Oh. Oh Jesus." She opened her
eyes and looked at me. "I have been totally and
completely fucked."
"You're amazing, Lisa," I said, kissing up her breasts to
her neck and then to her mouth. She took my tongue into
her mouth for a second and sucked on it, then let it
slide back out.
"I'm gonna be feeling you up my ass for the rest of the
day," she said. "God."
I lifted her heavy breasts and started kissing her
nipples again. "Want to go back?"
She slapped the top of my head lightly. "No! We still
have time. Let's sit in the back seat."
We did and she tenderly cleaned my cock off with an old
towel she had in a picnic basket back there on the floor.
Then she put her head in my lap and sucked me for the
third time that day. I didn't cum in her mouth that
time... I'd already cum four times that day... but she
seemed to enjoy it anyway.
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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