How I got over being depressed about being overweight

I was fat and could not attract boys. I found a way to be irresistible to a lot of guys.

As I was growing up, my parents called me chubby, but I knew that I was fat. Other girls lost their baby fat and got their tits before I did. Boys and girls started pairing up and forming friendship groups, but I didn’t fit in with any of the groups or have hardly any close friends. No boys showed any interested in me as a girlfriend.

I was about the last to get boobs, and when I did, they were horrible. They were soft and just hung down on my chest. My nipples pointed at the floor. I also was not pretty. I was very depressed. I even thought about suicide. If my family was not so loving and supportive, I might have done it. Mom had me try various bras to hold my sagging breasts up, but when one did, it just worked weird. No company made pretty clothes in my size. The only positive thing was that I was a good student. I put my efforts into my studies.

In my senior year, I found porn and masturbation. I kept my grades up, but also spent a lot of time on my computer watching and reading porn. Porn made my bottom feel funny and lead to me spending a lot of time rubbing my clit and bringing myself to some pleasant orgasms. I found a number of stories and a few videos where the female, of any age, was less than ‘perfect’, but she became popular with the guys because she mastered the art of giving head.

I dieted but that did not help much and did not help my tits at all. I decided that I could not do much to change my body, but I could do what the girls on the stories and videos did to become popular. I was going to put out for any guy that wanted me, and I was going to learn how to suck cock and swallow cum. I wasn’t just going to suck cock, but I was going to give great deepthroat.

My first sex was with a cucumber. I went to the kitchen and got one out of the fridge. I took it to my bedroom, got undressed, put on some porn of women using toys and got on my bed. I put a towel under my ass, because I knew that the first time could be bloody as well as painful.

I rubbed myself to get some lube started and wet the end of the cucumber with my spit and then put it to my opening. I gently started putting it in. When I got to the resistance of my hymen, I stopped. Then I took a deep breath and pushed it in. I was right. It hurt a lot and it ripped into me. When I pulled it out, it did have blood on it and more blood was flowing from my vigina onto the towel. I was happy I had the towel. I went to the bathroom and washed the cucumber off. Then I cleaned myself with a washrag. I went back to the bed and got in position again. I put the cucumber back in. It still hurt and I felt stretched, but there was no resistance. I pushed about five inches in and worked it in and out several times. Then I called it quits for the day.

I cleaned the cucumber and put it back in the fridge. I laughed to myself as I watched Mom take it out and cut it up to put it in that night’s supper salad.

There was a second one, so the next day I took that one out and used it on myself again. The pain was substantially less and after a bit, it actually started feeling good. Porn showed many of the women fucked themselves with their sex toy while, at the same time, rubbing themselves to great orgasms. My masturbation sessions got much more pleasant and my orgasms got stronger.

After several fun days, I decided that it was time to accomplish the other part of my goal. That afternoon I put a couple inches of the cucumber in my mouth. That was Ok so I went deeper. When I hit the back of my mouth, I gagged and puked. I made a real mess. How could the women in the stories and videos take sex toys and cocks into their throats?

I went back to my computer and searched for how to do deepthroat. I read several articles with suggestions, like relaxing your throat, or putting butter on the roof of your mouth. I ordered a real dildo on-line with express shipping. I picked one that was ten inches long and an inch and a half thick, a lot like the cucumber I was using, but it looked like a real cock with veins on the shaft and a slightly bigger head with a rim around it. I giggled and thought to myself, “I wonder who they used to make the mold for that. I would like to meet him” The head looked like a German soldier’s helmet. It was softer and more flexible than the cucumber. I had to be sure to be the first one to get the mail. I didn’t want Mom or Dad to find it when it arrived.

It took me two weeks, every day, of gagging and pulling out before I finally felt the dildo pushed down into my throat. Once I knew that I could do it, I was more confident and started doing it faster and deeper, till there was only enough left for me to keep hold of. I could put my hand on my throat and feel it moving up and down inside. I learned how to control my breathing so I could breathe around it. That allowed me to keep it in my throat for a long time and squeeze it with my throat muscles, like I was swallowing. I had mastered deepthroat cock sucking. Then I wondered what cum was going to taste like. I searched and found one post that said to take a quarter cup of sour cream and add a little milk to thin it out just a bit. Now add a flat teaspoon of salt. The post said that was about as close as you can come in taste, looks and texture without being the real thing, and that men’s cum can taste a little different from guy to guy. I tried it and it was not bad. Now I had to find a real cock to try. I knew one girl in my grade that was an unstoppable gossip. Nobody told her anything because everyone knew that she could not keep a secret to herself. I made up a little story.

I was talking to her one day at school. I told her, “Don’t tell anyone, but I love sucking guys cocks and can take one in my throat till my nose is pressed against his pubic bone, deep in his pubic hair. Have you ever had a mouth full of cum? I love it. It tastes wonderful and feels cool sliding down my throat. Remember, don’t tell anyone. It’s our secret.” Then I showed her that I was not wearing panties under my dress.

The next day, it was all over the school. Girls gave me nasty looks and guys smiled at me. One guy even held the classroom door open for me. The following day, after classes, a good looking guy who was on the senior football team came up to me, looked around to be sure we were alone and then asked me if I wanted to go to the drive-in burger joint with him to get a soda. He had a car. I smiled and said sure.

We got our sodas at the drive-thru window and he suggested that we go someplace less public to drink them and talk. I replied, “That sounds good to me.” We drove out of town and down a dirt road. He parked at the edge of a field, next to a bunch of trees. There was not another car anywhere around. I hadn’t taken three drinks of my soda before he had his hand between my legs and was squeezing my crotch. “Hey Baby, how about a blowjob. I hear that you give good head.” He did not beat around the bush. He knew what he wanted. He wanted to fuck his cock down my throat. The gossip led him to believe that all he had to do was to get me alone and tell me what he wanted, and I would do it for him.

I was anxious to have a taste of my first real cock but I wanted to play a little. I looked shocked and said, “What did you say? You want me to do what?”

He didn’t back off. “I want you to suck my cock and take it down your throat. The word is around school that you do that. How about it?”

“Well you did buy me a soda and take me for a ride in your car. I guess that you’ve earned it.”

He almost jumped out of the car, opened the trunk and pulled out a blanket. He spread it out just a few feet from the car. By the time I got out and sat on the blanket, He already had his pants and shorts down on the ground. He stood in front of me with his erect penis right in front of my face. He was a lot smaller than my dildo. Taking all of him in my mouth was going to be easy. I took it in my hand, leaned forward and licked the little drop of pre-cum that had formed in the tip of his cock. I felt his shaft twitch in my hand. He put his hand behind my head. “Take your hand away and put it in your mouth. Suck my cock into your throat.”

Next, I took half of him in my mouth and swirled my tongue around the head. I pulled back. On the second try, he was fully in my mouth. He did smell and taste a little sweaty. He just barely reached into the top of my throat. He grabbed me by the hair and started to rapidly pull my head back and forth, while also fucking his cock into my mouth. I had my hand on his balls. “Oh yes. Oh fuck yes. That’s so good. Suck my cock, slut.” I didn’t like being called slut.

I got what I wanted and so did he. I loved how his cock was warm and how the soft outer skin slid up and down on the hard inner shaft. I rubbed myself while I was blowing him and had a good hard orgasm. I had never made myself come that good. I felt his ball sack tighten and knew he was ready to come. Just as the first stream exited the tip of his cock, I pulled back so only a couple of inches were in my mouth. Three more streams followed the first one. His cock swelled each time. He groaned, loudly. My mouth was full of cum but I didn’t swallow. I pulled off of his prick and showed him that my mouth was full of his cum before I swallowed it. He watched me in amazement. I bet that the only place he had seen that done before was in internet porn. His knees almost gave way. The internet was pretty close. The recipe I had found and his real cum did taste fairly close to each other.

He regained his composure. His cock was still hard. “Can I fuck you now?”

I thought for a couple seconds. Was I ready to go all the way? It was not what I planned for today, but I did have the school nurse put me on the pill. “Yes, but only on one condition. First you have to eat me out till I have an orgasm. Then you can fuck me.” He agreed. I hadn’t shaved down there, but I had cleaned the area well. I always did. I stripped out of my jeans and even unbuttoned my blouse to let the girls out. I put my hands behind my knees and pulled my legs apart and up beside my chest. I arched back enough so that my fat belly was out of the way and my outer pussy lips were parted, showing him his target.

He climbed between my legs, spread my labia with his hands, put his face to my pussy, like a remora attaching itself to a shark, and started licking. It felt wonderful, much better than when I rubbed myself. He licked and sucked my clit, and probed my fuck hole with his tongue. I came hard, in just a couple of minutes, shaking and fucking my hips up at his face. Then he moved up and held himself in his hand and located my opening. I was wet from him eating me, and from the anticipation of my first fuck. That, and his smaller size than my toy, made it easy for him to push in. I was tight enough to give him a good feeling. He did not stretch me as much as my dildo, but it was still amazing. Because he had already come once, he lasted quite a while. He pounded his cock into me, making my saggy tits and fat belly jiggle around. Finally he groaned and held himself deep in my snatch while his next load of cum filled my vigina. He pulled back and sat on the blanket next to me. We watched some leak out onto the blanket. I leaned over and cleaned his manhood with my mouth. Then we got in the car and he drove me home. On the way, I reached over and played with his cock and balls. When I got out, I saw a big cum puddle on his car seat. I hoped it would not cause a stain.

The next day, I saw him talking to some of his friends. As I walked by, I heard one of them ask, “She really swallowed it all? My back was to them so they did not see me smile as I jiggled my chunky body down the hall.

The next day, My English teacher told me to stay after class. After we were the only ones left in the room, he said, “Let’s talk about improving your grade.” I was already going to get an A, so I was pretty sure I knew what he had on his mind. “Come to my house tonight for some special tutoring.” I told him that I could be there at seven. I arrived right at seven. His wife was away at a library club book meeting. Smiling, he said, “I’ve heard some interesting stories about you.”

I still don’t have a steady boyfriend, but now I am one of the most popular girls in school. My parents are confused, but happy that I am being asked out on so many dates. I’m finding myself spending a lot of time looking at the big bulge in my father’s pants.
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