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Part 4
He kicked off his shoes and jeans and stood up. His erection bobbed and swung, hanging awkwardly from the front of his body. Linda's mouth watered and she felt a twinge deep in her groin. She spread her legs and pulled up the hem of her skirt.
"Have you ever seen a woman's pussy?" she said.
"Yes." His eyes locked on the area between her legs.
"Have you seen a pussy up close?"
He shook his head.
"Touch me, Ethan. Put your finger inside me," Linda said.
Her chest rose and fell with deep breaths. His penis looked even larger than before, stretching the condom like it might burst. She wasn't sure she could be patient long enough to show him how to satisfy her before she had to feel it inside her. She couldn't guess how long he would wait.
His fingers started in the soft hairs on her mound and worked down to her moist lips. Linda bit her lower lip.
"You're so soft," Ethan said in a low voice.
His fingers moved lightly over her pussy lips. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Ethan made her feel like a young girl. She trembled all over, like when she did that same sort of thing with a boy for the first time.
"Spread them apart, Ethan. That's where your penis goes in," Linda said.
His rough fingers parted her pussy lips. In his wide eyes, she could read the desire.
"Put your finger inside me, Ethan. Use two fingers."
"Like this?" he said, and pushed two fingers between her pussy lips.
Linda groaned and nodded her head. How odd that she wasn't much different from her own daughter. She was only a girl herself the first time she had sex with a boy, and all she could remember was how much it hurt. Maybe that was why Ethan made her feel like a girl. She could only imagine how much his thing was going to hurt.
"Touch me here, Ethan."
Linda took his hand and moved his fingers up to the button between her pussy lips.
"That's my clit. That's where it really feels good."
"Right here?" Ethan said, and pressed with his fingers.
Linda squealed and nearly jumped off the desk. Her arms wouldn't support her any longer and she lay flat on her back. His fingers rubbed softly over her clitoris, like he'd been doing it for years. Linda stared up at his face, with that boyish look of wonder, and unbuttoned her blouse.
For years she tried to protect Cindy from the same pain she felt her first time, from the dangers, but would she have any more success in keeping her out of trouble than Anne had with her own children? Linda closed her eyes and clenched her teeth. And dear God, here she was corrupting Anne's son herself. She glanced between Ethan's legs and sighed. It was worth it, though, if only for that one time.
"Ethan, I want you to kiss me," Linda said.
He nodded once, leaned over the desk and touched his lips to her mouth. He was soft and tender and pressed firmly with his tongue until her lips parted. Someone must have taught that boy how to kiss, and she had a feeling it was probably the same older girl whose underwear he was collecting.
"Now kiss me down here," Linda said, and squeezed his hand with his fingers moving in and out of her pussy.
He stared at her with blank eyes.
"Kiss you there?" he said.
"Yes. Use your tongue, just like your fingers."
Ethan withdrew his fingers and gazed between her legs as if trying to decide what to do. The air was cool on her warm, wet pussy. He dropped to his knees. Linda held her head up to watch. He opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, crinkled his nose, closed his eyes and licked.
Linda gasped. Ethan licked again. His tongue pushed between her lips, just a bit at first, then deeper. Linda's head dropped to the desk and she came. Her body shook and convulsed and her hips bucked, rubbing her mound on his face. She moaned and squealed over and over, hoping she hadn't spoiled it for him. Now he would think every girl was that easy to get off.
Ethan stood up between her spread legs. Linda was panting and weak, but raised her head. He held his penis like a fireman held a water hose, ready to douse a raging fire.
"Are you gonna fuck me now?" Linda said.
"Yes. That's what I wanna do."
"Are you gonna fuck me because you like me, or just because I'm here?"
His eyes looked pained. "I like you, Mrs. Murphy, but I'm gonna fuck you because it hurts so much and I ... I need to."
Linda hooked her legs around his waist, rocking her hips. She touched her palm to his cheek and he sucked her thumb into his mouth.
"That's ok, Ethan. I want you to do it. But Ethan?"
"Yeah?"
She looked at his cock then up to his eyes. "You could hurt me with that, so be careful, ok?"
Ethan grinned. "Whatever you say."
He touched the head of his cock to her pussy. Linda moaned. Her back arched off the desk. Ethan pushed. His cock split her open.
"Oh yes ... Oh yes ... Go easy, baby," she said in a low, soft voice.
He leaned over her and his cock sunk into her body. Linda screamed in his ear. Ethan pulled his hips back and jammed himself forward. She screamed again. The pain was intense. She pushed at his shoulders, blinded by the searing jolts that shot through her body.
"Ethan, stop it, stop it," she cried, and pounded on his chest with her fist, but he pumped with his hips and drove his cock deeper.
He lay on top of her, pinning her to the desk, grunting in her ear. His hips rose and fell like he was trying to crush her and she clawed at his back and shoulders, trying to make him stop. She could hardly breathe.
"Oh God ... Oh God, Ethan," she said with a deep moan.
The sharp pain eased. For the first time, she felt his cock inside her. It stretched her open, like no man ever did, and rubbed in and out of her channel like a piston in a motor. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her bare chest.
"Fuck me, Ethan, fuck me, baby," she said, whispering in his ear.
She squeezed her eyes shut, ground her teeth together and whimpered. She forgot how much she liked it that way. It had been so long since she had a man willing to just fuck her. Most of the older men she dated wanted to show her how tender and sensitive to her needs they could be, when what she needed was a thick cock pounding into her cunt fast and hard. It took a nineteen year old boy to teach her what she was missing from her life.
Ethan groaned. "Mrs. Murphy ... Mrs. Murphy, this is it," he said between gasps for breath.
"Do it, Baby. Do it for me," Linda said, her fingers stroking the back of his neck.
He pumped a few more times and she felt his cock throbbing inside her. Ethan's eyes closed and he groaned again. His body jerked in fits and his hips slammed against her pelvis. Linda gasped. She was glad he had that condom. She would hate to have to explain to Anne how her son got her pregnant.
Ethan's hips finally slowed. He was panting and sweating. Every few seconds, his penis spasmed, and he sucked in a breath. Linda's legs were locked around his waist, holding him inside her body like a trapped animal. She held his cheeks in both hands and kissed him deeply, forcing her tongue into his mouth.
"That was good, Ethan. That was very good," she said. She was panting as hard as him.
"It was?"
"Yes baby, it was very good," Linda said. She stroked her fingers through his hair and kissed him again. "Did you fuck the other girls like that?"
He shook his head. His hips started moving again, sliding his cock in and out of her pussy. From his parted lips came a long, low moan.
"Mrs. Murphy?" he said.
"Ethan, what are you doing? Are you fucking me again?"
"Yes." His hands closed over her bare tits.
"God, you recover fast," she said. She pulled his hands away from her chest. "Ethan, stop. You have to put on another condom."
"I don't want to," he said.
"You have to. That one could break and you'd get me pregnant. Remember what we talked about," Linda said.
Ethan just groaned and his eyes rolled shut. His hips continued to pump. She felt herself panicking. Would he listen to her?
His hips stopped thrusting. He straightened upright and backed away. Linda released him from the grip of her legs. His penis withdrew slowly from her pussy. She watched it with wide eyes, amazed again by how thick it was, by how long it was. She couldn't believe he put so much of that thing inside her, or that her body could take something so huge.
The condom was bloated with his cum. She sighed, glad she made him stop. He would have busted it for sure, and she would have had all that juice inside her.
Ethan slowly peeled the condom from the shaft of his cock. Linda inhaled deeply. The strong odor of his cum made her dizzy, and reminded her how much she liked to let guys shoot their cum on her belly, or her ass. She stared at the view of his cock between her raised, spread knees. How long had it been since she felt a man's cum on her skin? At least not since she was trying to get pregnant with Cindy. How easy it would be to let Ethan slide that cock back inside her, already slick with cum, to pump his warm seed straight into her cunt.
She swallowed hard and leaned up on her elbows. Ethan was still between her legs. She rubbed his hips with her heels.
"Ethan, you're still hard," she said, and reached for his cock. His skin was sticky with his cum.
"It still hurts. I don't have another condom. Can we do it again without the condom?" he said, and stroked the inside of her leg.
"No, we can't," Linda said.
Ethan was leaning over her, between her legs, with both hands on the desk on either side of her. She noticed the look in his eyes and was suddenly afraid. She was holding his cock and squeezed it, afraid to let go. The wet head brushed the inside of her thigh, near her mound. He looked like he might do it to her anyway, and could she stop him?
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