Growing up, little Linda had always been embarrassed by the size of her lips. Everyone told her how pretty they were, but to Linda they seemed way out of proportion. When she looked in the mirror, her button nose and wide-set eyes seemed to disappear and all she could see was her huge soft mouth, naturally red, glowing between the thick strands of her chestnut hair. Her lips were beautifully shaped, Linda could see that, but it made her uncomfortable that they were so big and drew so much attention. She could always see strangers staring at them. And friends too. Especially boys.
And then one day Linda's embarrassment disappeared in the space of a few unforgettable minutes. She was necking with a boy a year or two older than she was. They were alone in a shelter out in the woods that Linda had helped to build, and as they kissed and pressed together, Linda could feel how excited her older boyfriend was. He met no resistance when he took Linda's hands and moved them to the straining lump in his pants. Eagerly, she unzipped his jeans and took his out his big cock. She gazed lustfully at it - it was far from being the first cock she'd ever seen, or handled, but it was definitely the biggest. Slowly, expertly, she began to rub it.
`D'you want to do it?' Linda's boyfriend murmured. Linda shook her head. Getting pregnant was the last thing she wanted to have happen. She went on stroking the huge, hot, awesome cock in her hands, hoping to make him spurt as she'd made other boys spurt, during the past year. `You could do it a different way,' she heard the boy say, and then he was gently pressing Linda's pretty face down towards his purplish, straining cockhead.
That was when Linda discovered what the glory of her lips was for. As she licked and laved the big cockhead, her cunt contracting with excitement, her stomach fluttering in ecstasy, she glanced up at the boy whose cock she was kissing and saw the rapture on his face. His eyes were focussed, as if his life depended on it, on the place where her big soft full lips worked on his cock. Linda had never seen anything like the intensity of fasci nation that she could now see in the boy's blue eyes, and when she took his cock into her gorgeous mouth she thought he was going to go crazy, moaning at her not to stop.
Stop? She never wanted to stop swabbing and sucking at the huge slick pole between her lips, it was as if she had discovered her life's purpose. Linda's unbridled enthusiasm was too much for her boyfriend and it was only a few moments before the big cock in her mouth swelled up and Linda knew she was going to get a mouthful of the luscious semen she had often licked off her hand but never yet taken full on her teenaged lips.
Now the boy was in the throes of by far the greatest orgasm he had ever experienced, and he was battling to keep his eyes open. Gazing back into his furious gaze as she nursed his huge cock to a climax, Linda could see what he was going through. She had never felt such power or such ecstasy in her life. She rubbed her spasming cunt against the boy's knee as he suddenly tore his cock from her big, swollen lips and pointed the erupting cockhead at them. Linda stared lustfully at the beautiful, slick head, stretched, it seemed, to bursting point. She glanced up at the boy's eyes, which seemed to have turned a more intense, glittering shade of blue, as he gazed down at his cock twitching against her soft, pillowy lower lip, about to erupt, and orgasm rushed up his body. `All...over...' he gasped, grunting as he fought to draw breath,`Say it, say you want it... want it all... over.- .. your mouth!'
His own words brought him off before Linda could speak, and she watched with a kind of fascination that transcended her own orgasm, as the shuddering, rigid boy painted her big lips with spurt after spurt of thick, cling ing white spunk. Jacking off like a madman, yet concentrating with all his might on Linda's mouth, he managed to land every charging squirt of his thick cum on her lips until even Linda's lavish, gorgeous lips were covered and invisible under the tangy white custard of his boyish spunk.
Then he watched, panting and gasping with the exhaustion of his gigantic orgasm, as little Linda extended her spoon-shaped tongue, then slowly, steadily licked his hot spunk off her lips and ate it all.
That had been the start of it - of Linda's own discovery that the taste and smell and feel of spunk on her lips and in her mouth were enough to bring her to a huge, wrenching orgasm, sometimes without even touching her sizzling cunt. And at the same time there was the discovery of what her huge, beautiful lips meant to the males she sucked off: how they watched with crazed excitement as the wet red spongy rose of her young mouth plunged slowly down and pulled up their cock, drawing the spunk up from their balls. Linda loved to see them watching her puffy, swollen mouth with a demented intensity, as if watching themselves fucking the softest and most beautiful red-lipped cunt in the world, lusciously splayed around their penis, with a cute button nose above it and eyes that followed every movement of their cock and yet kept glancing back at their eyes to measure their excitement.
And then the cum. For the men she sucked off it was rarely enough to drain their madly over-heated balls into Linda's big lips. They had to see it happen. On her swollen lips. She loved the way they seemed to go crazy - watching their hugely straining cockhead as the tiny cock-lips parted and the first hot rope jetted onto Linda's waiting, pouted, perfectly shaped mouth - gazing in ecstasy at the spunk draping her wonderful cocksucker's pout, and stroking madly to fire another thick warm rope of it, and another, shooting and spattering onto Linda's already soiled mouth, onto the tender expanse of soft, pink, swollen tissue that contrasted so sweetly with the thick white cum-jelly.
By the time she was twenty, her fabulously full lips were Linda's proudest possession. And cocks were her full-time obsession. Sometimes she wondered if she would ever find one big enough to match her fantasies. Big enough to match her lips.
Lately, she had discovered the riding stables nearby that many of her friends had been frequenting for years, while Linda herself had been more wrapped in boys than horses. Now she had discovered riding, with a vengeance. Or more precisely, horses. The first time she had glimpsed the huge tool carried by her favorite stallion, the aptly named Brutus, she had had to go home and masturbate herself to exhaustion, imagining the waterfall of spunk he would produce. And picturing herself in front of the erupting cock, receiving it all on her open lips.
And one day, when Linda had crept softly back into the stables after her riding lesson, to take a private peek at Brutus's cock and fuel her fantasies, she was about to stretch her strong, slim hand out to touch it for the first time when she heard a groan from the hayloft above her.
