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Part 5
Her heart skipped. This was exactly what Anne tried to avoid. He was encouraged, and it looked like he would make her pay for playing with his desires, even if he didn't know what he was doing. She knew the power in his young arms, but even he didn't know the power he could wield with that huge cock. Her breathing became heavy. The thought of Ethan raping her frightened her deeply.
He finally backed away and Linda let out a deep breath. Her body shook all over, but she forced the shakes to stop. She had to do something about his overactive desire, right away. She put her feet on the floor before he could force himself back between them and stood up. Her legs were weak. She steadied herself against the desk. Her own groin ached, but it was the ache of abuse.
"I think I can help you with that. Sit down here," Linda said.
She turned Ethan around and sat him on the edge of her desk. His jaw hung open and he was panting, staring at her like he wanted to memorize her every move. His cock pulsed with each beat of his heart, like a dangerous wild creature that possessed a will all its own.
Holding his thighs for support, Linda crouched in front of him. Ethan's penis rose to greet her, extended grotesquely from his groin, glistening with a coating of his own semen. Her mouth was watering and she swallowed a couple of times. She put her hand around the shaft, near the base. It was so thick, the tips of her fingers came nowhere near touching.
From her knees, it looked even bigger. She raised the shaft and looked straight at the fat, purplish head. Ethan's hands squeezed tighter on the edge of the desk, until his knuckles were white. His knees bent apart. Linda's lips parted with a soft smack. She opened them wide. That head looked far too big to fit in her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and licked the tip. Ethan groaned.
Linda's nose crinkled. His cum tasted very strong. She hesitated. The taste of a man's cum was something she never liked, from the first time she sucked a boy when she was a girl. She looked up to Ethan's face. He was staring at her, with his mouth hanging open. He looked so adorable, especially with those eyes. How could she ever think he would want to hurt her?
She licked the fat head clean and worked down the shaft of his cock with her tongue, washing away the coating of warm cum.
"Oh my God, Mrs. Murphy," Ethan said with a moan from way back in his throat. He was smiling.
Linda cleaned around the shaft, working back up to the head. His cum left a taste in her mouth that didn't go away when she swallowed. Her nose crinkled again. She began to remember why she didn't like it. She licked her lips, held her breath, stretched her jaw open as wide as she could, and slipped her mouth over the end of his cock.
Ethan gasped. Linda smiled, even though it was difficult with his cock in her mouth. How many of those girls he slept with knew how to give a blowjob?
The problem was, his cock was just too big. She sucked a couple of inches to the back of her throat until she gagged, but that was it. She dated many times since the divorce, and when she went down on a man she found attractive, she liked to take him deep in her mouth. That really turned them on. How would poor Ethan ever enjoy a good blowjob if any of the women he met could never fit more than an inch or two of his cock in their mouths? And how many would refuse to sleep with him when they saw what he had in his pants?
She sucked her mouth off and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. Her jaw was sore, after only a minute or two. She was out of practice. She bent his penis aside.
"Ethan, your testicles are big, too. Bigger than normal," she said.
She rolled them in her fingers like marbles. Inside the swollen, wrinkled sac, his balls were about the size of golf balls, and just about as hard, as if they were overloaded with sperm.
"Is that bad?" Ethan said.
Linda frowned. "No, not at all. You're perfectly normal, just ... very big for your age."
"Oh."
Linda sighed. How could she explain to the boy that he was just exceptionally well hung? Eventually, she supposed he would figure out himself that he was different from other guys. Girls would certainly give him extra attention when they found out, just as she was doing herself, at least those girls that weren't frightened away. How would he handle that kind of attention?
She touched the head of his penis to the tip of her breast, smearing her own saliva on her nipples. Ethan's hips pushed forward, away from the desk.
"Do you want me to make you cum again, Ethan?" Linda said. She pumped her hand slowly on his cock.
"Yes," he said.
She smiled. "I thought so. Just remember to tell me when you're gonna cum, ok?"
He nodded. The look on his face was like that of a boy who couldn't wait to open his presents on Christmas morning. Linda couldn't wait herself. She licked the head and let it slide into her mouth. Her jaw stretched again. She would have to be good to make him cum in a hurry. She didn't have the strength to keep a cock that big in her mouth for a long, deep blowjob. Next time, if she got another chance, she would give him a blowjob he would never forget. For that, she would have to get some practice.
She moved her head slowly back and forth. It wasn't much, but it was the most she could do. Her lips smacked and her saliva dribbled from the corners of her mouth down her chin. Ethan rocked his hips, pushing his cock deeper in her mouth. The head touched the soft area at the back of her mouth and she gagged.
Her heart was pounding and her chest rose and fell with deep, heavy breaths, but she kept sucking. What if he tried to force it deeper? He might choke her to death without even knowing what he was doing. He wouldn't realize what was happening until he shot his load and she collapsed. She saw herself lying on the floor at his feet, her mouth open, leaking with drool and his thick cum that backed up in her throat. The idea thrilled her and she sucked harder.
Ethan groaned. His hips thrust a bit quicker. Linda looked way up to his eyes. He was looking down at her, with the corners of his mouth turned up. He brushed her bangs away from her eyes. His breathing was heavier. He was getting close.
"Oh Mrs. Murphy ... Mrs. Murphy," he said, gasping for breath.
His hips bucked harder, forcing more of his cock past her lips. This was it. He was going to cum, right there. She should take him out of her mouth, if she didn't want to drink his cum. His cock throbbed, and it was too late. The first glob hit the back of her mouth like it was fired from a cannon. Linda gagged on it. She had no choice but to swallow, but before she could, the next glob pumped into her mouth, then the next, and the next.
Her eyes opened wide and she squealed. His cum filled her mouth in a hurry, swelling her cheeks out until they could hold no more, and it spilled out over her chin. Ethan finished with a deep groan, still pumping his hips.
"That was great, Mrs. Murphy," he said.
She pulled his cock out, smacking her lips on the head. Her mouth was full of his strong, potent cum. The stuff floated around her tongue. No guy ever came in her mouth before. Just the thought always disgusted her. So why did she let Ethan do it? She probably shouldn't have let him. It might give him the wrong idea.
She looked around for somewhere to spit it out, but her wastebasket was on the other side of the desk. She made a face and swallowed. That was so gross. Now she would never get that taste out of her mouth. She looked down at her chest, where a few drops landed on her bare tits.
"Oh shit," she said with a hiss in her voice.
"What's wrong?"
"I got a stain on my blouse. This was my best one. Now it's ruined," she said, and wiped at the cum stain on the front of her blouse.
"Sorry," Ethan said.
Linda put her hand on his thigh. "It's all right. It's not-"
They both heard a noise from the outer office and looked at the door.
"Who's that?" Ethan said.
"It's your mother," Linda said in a whisper. She stood up and pulled down her skirt. "Get dressed. Hurry up."
Ethan yanked his jeans to his waist, stuffing his cock back in, and held up her panties.
"What do you want me to do with these?" he said.
Linda snatched them from his fingers and stuffed them in his pocket. Her hand brushed along the length of his hard penis.
"You keep them. Don't let your mother find them this time," Linda said, and kissed him quickly on the lips. She hooked her bra over her breasts and buttoned her blouse just as the office door opened. She turned around, smiling.
"Hi Anne. We were just finishing," she said, and felt her face grow warm.
Ethan stuffed his hands in his pockets and wouldn't look in his mother's face. Linda could still see the outline of his penis against the leg of his jeans. Didn't that boy ever go soft?
"How'd everything go?" Anne said.
"Fine, just fine," Linda said, and clapped her hands together with a big, stupid grin on her face. She couldn't believe how guilty she felt. How would she feel if she found out one of her boyfriends had seduced Cindy? She cringed, and hoped Anne didn't notice.
Anne cleared her throat. "Did you have any problem with the condom?"
Linda and Ethan looked at each other.
"No," he said.
"No, no problem at all," Linda said, and grinned wider.
"Great. You ready to go, honey?" Anne said.
"Sure," Ethan said, and took off through the door.
Anne let him go on ahead and turned to Linda.
"Did he give you any trouble?" she said, in a low voice.
"No, no trouble at all. Why?"
"Did you make him ... Did he have an orgasm?" Anne said.
Linda hesitated. Could she tell? Could she smell it on her breath?
"Yes, he did," Linda said.
Anne let out a deep breath. "You don't know what a relief that is. I mean, I'm the one who got him all worked up." She shook her head. "These kids are gonna drive me crazy."
They laughed together as they came out of the office. Linda saw them out and locked the door. Her head was spinning. What a day. She still couldn't believe what just took place.
Her feet took her straight back into her office. Immediately, she could smell the strong odor of Ethan's cum. How could Anne not notice it? She would have to empty that wastebasket before the smell permeated everything in the room.
She flopped into the chair behind her desk with a sigh. She could still taste Ethan's cum on her tongue. She needed a glass of wine to wash it away. That part was pretty bad, but the rest, having him in her mouth and between her legs, that part was good, very good.
She shivered suddenly. What would happen now when he was with other girls, or worse, what if he went out with Cindy? What if he thought he could satisfy her just by shoving his cock into her, or by cumming in her mouth? The thought of any man doing that to her little girl frightened her, but Ethan ... He would brutalize her. What sort of monster had she allowed to walk out of her office?
She leaned back in the chair. Her knees fell apart. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She saw Ethan again, hovering over her, holding his enormous cock inches from her cunt. She remembered that helpless feeling and that sudden fear of what he could do to her. Even though she was sure Ethan never would have forced himself on her, in a strange way she wished he had. How long would she have to wait before she had a chance to experience anything like that again?
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