My parents divorced when I was fifteen and we had to get out of our home into an apartment. The close quarters meant I heard everything going on with my mother and her gentleman callers. Maybe the divorce or being 37 and alone, which ever, she went from man to man.

I gained weight, got up to 180 pounds, I am 160 now, and in a new school, I never was asked out. Dreams of going off to college disappeared and I went to the community college and then the city college until I graduated with a communications degree.

It was at work that a man paid attention to me and he told me he liked full figure women. He ate me on my couch. I shaved and kept my coochie the way he liked and he ate me. I never got dick, not even saw his dick. Turns out he had a tiny dick, like a little boy.

I went out to a bar near my apartment, let a married man talk me up, I took him home and finally got fucked. I was 26. I hung out at that bar and was a regular pick up and got fucked by a dozen men, most married. I didn't want a relationship, just dick.

I met a woman lawyer who was in town for a case, and let her eat me. I liked dick better.

I am not proud of any of this. I am 32 now with no prospects. I fuck. How many men? One woman. Pathetic. I thought my mother was pathetic. At least she got married and had a kid.

I will marry any man who just wants a wife, sorry about the slut stuff. I would like to have a kid or two.