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Mary Loves Hair
By
Jan
I was a late bloomer. I had always been a large Irish girl with light skin, brown hair and blue eyes. You could say everything about me was round; Face, breasts and butt.
I married right out of college. We were from northeastern Pennsylvania. We had two children in quick succession. The children were the center of my life, while my husband saw fit to chase every skirt in town. That hurt me to the quick. The marriage sucked. We had nothing in common. The only reason we stayed married was for the sake of the children, and the fact that we were Irish-Roman Catholics. It gnawed on my soul to the point that I sought solace in the bottle. I thought no one could smell Vodka. so I started drinking more and more as the years passed.
After the children were grown and married we just continued living together out of habit until, I had enough of his screwing around. Nothing pours cold water on you more than finding your husband fucking another woman in your own bed. I filed for a divorce over our priests objections. I told him if he wanted to excommunicate me that he and my husband could go to hell.
I had drunk my way through the years. When faced to make my way on my own I had to face the fact that I had become an alcoholic. I knew I could not dry myself out, so I joined Alcoholics Anonymous (AA) a year after the divorce.
AA became almost a religion for me. I met a lot of fucked up people and some wonderful people at the meetings. I still count every sober day. I have not had a drink since February 8th, 2003. It was at the AA meetings that I met Wendy.
We began to socialize with each other after meetings. We would head for a diner where we would drink coffee and smoke while we told each other about ourselves. Of course I told her all about what had brought me to AA.
She helped me sort out my feelings of failure, guilt and worthlessness. She assured me that the failure of my marriage was as much my husband's fault as my own. There was nothing for me to feel guilty about and punish myself about.
Anytime I felt like I could not go another minute without a drink I could call her and she would come over and talk to me until I got over the sick feeling that wrenched my stomach into knots. I had to face the fact that I had stayed drunk to numb my feelings of failure, loneliness and trapped in a bad marriage.
We were friends for a couple of years. During those times we were confessing our shortcomings to each other, she confided to me that she was a bisexual. It did not bother me because I considered myself straight.
She was a slender Italian woman, with large eyes, high cheekbones and dark skin. Her hair was thick. She was only 110 pounds, with small breasts. She did have prominent nipples though. She had wide hips that looked sexy on her. She did have an elegance that did exude sexiness that attracted men. We did make a Mutt and Jeff couple. After all, I was a heavy set woman; 170 pounds, 44-FF. Hell, each of my thighs was bigger than her waist.
One night we went to a movie together. Afterwards we returned to my house. I don't even remember what the topic of conversation was about but at one point she kissed me. I was not upset about that at all. I didn't resist when she led me to my own bedroom. She was attracted to my monstrous tits. It did feel good having someone stroking and sucking on my tits. My size did not turn her off. She seemed to be attracted to my plump body. When she put her head between my legs and got a look at my thick brown bush she went wild sucking my pussy. I thought she was going to suck my clitoris right off of my body. I was in heaven. Nothing my husband had ever done to me had ever felt as good. She actually gave me the best climax I had ever had. It was just natural. I just had to return the favor. I found that I did enjoy sucking her pussy for her.
Wendy was married and had two children herself. Apparently she did have a nice husband. She was not looking for a lasting relationship. She just wanted to have a little fun with a chubby woman.
I met Beth at an AA meeting later. If anything she is a 57-year old, mirror image of me. She is about five-feet seven, 170 pounds, 44-DD, round face, blond too and blue eyes. She is a large bodied woman like me, not so much fat as just large. She does dress beautifully. We struck up a conversation after a meeting one evening. It felt like she never took her eyes off of my tits at the meeting. It made my pussy wet. Normally women did not turn me on that way. After a couple of meetings she came home with me. We were sitting at the pool talking. There was no one around to see what we were doing. While we were talking she leaned over and kissed me.
I stood up and took her to my house where we just took each other's clothes off and made love to each other. Beth was an old hand at sucking pussy and she introduced me to the use of dildos. She fucked my pussy and my ass regularly when we were together. Of course she allowed me to do the same to her. What turned me on the most was that she had a thick brown bush that smelled very strong. The smell was enough to make my pussy wet. I loved the taste of her pussy.
The sex was great while we were together. I found that I had a strong attraction to thick pubis bushes. Beth didn't shave her underarms either. That just added to the erotic smell while I sucked on her big flabby tits sagging down to her waist. To someone that had never experience the taste of a big butted woman's asshole you can't explain the way it makes your cunt drip. After I moved south she would visit me during the winter months.
Both of my kids had gone to the University of Miami and settled down there. Both of the boys had married great wives. I have two grandchildren now. There was nothing keeping me in Pennsylvania and I had a cousin that had his family living in the Florida Keys. I made arrangements to stay with my cousin and his wife while I looked for my own place. I made the move to Florida in 2007. It was convenient to Miami area. Moving close to my cousin allowed me to be close to the boys, but not too close. As soon as I settled in the Keys, I found where the AA met.
When Beth comes down for the winter we don't talk about other women. That does not mean I am a celibate when she goes home. I have not had a serious relationship with any of the local talent. The women I pick up are from AA meetings and a beach I found out about that was frequented by women with a taste for women. I can't frequent bars anymore because that would be an invitation to fall off of the wagon.
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