From the age of 16 I figured out that I was never going to be one of the real stunners. I was a little overweight and my hair was thick black curls. I wore glasses and as we weren’t the wealthiest, my clothes weren’t exactly the most fashionable. I did however like boys. So much that up until I was 19 I would masturbate two or 3 times a day thinking about the lads at college, the teachers, the next door neighbour, the guy in the corner shop! You understand I’m sure! Unfortunately I’d never had the chance to go with a lad as I was shy, had no confidence and didn’t get invited to many parties. In the summer of ‘87 I was nearly 20 and invited to my cousins 18th birthday party. He wouldn’t have asked me but family looked after that one. It was at his house and his parents had left a couple of cases of beer for everyone there and then disappeared off somewhere. I ended up sitting by myself mostly, but got a bit tipsy on a few tins. The party was dying down a bit when a few of the lads started asking me questions. All about sex and they were laughing at me. It was so embarrassing with these drunk lads mocking me. Then right in front of me they started daring each other to feel my tits or kiss me - all pretending how gross it was. I was so embarrassed but also getting turned on as these lads squeezed my tits and one came in and frenchied me to howls of laughter from his mates. Eventually it got to the point where they asked if I would go into a room with one of the boys - I was timid and just nodded and a lad called Matt was told to take me in the small bedroom and see what he could do. Inside the room he turned the lights off and assured me this was only for a dare before he kissed me. I was happy to have the attention and he put his hand under my top squeezing my tits. He then put his hand down my trousers and my hairy fanny was touched by a man for the first time. He couldn’t believe how wet I was and pushed two fingers into my tight virgin fanny. I was really excited and could hear the shouting and laughing outside the door of his mates. At some point he told me to suck his knob and sat me down, stood in front of me and pulled out a hard cock. I just opened my mouth as he pushed it in and I started sucking and licking it frantically. It turns out this was my skill. I could take him all the way into my mouth and within a couple of minutes he pulled out and came on my lips and chin. He staggered out the room, and the sounds of his mates listening to him explain what happened changed to a stunned silence. I was still sat there, wiping the spunk off my face when another lad came in and asked if I’d suck him off too. I was happy to, and after he had cum as well another 3 of them came into the room and got sucked off by their mates ugly cousin. From that day on I knew that if I offered to suck someone’s cock they would probably say yes as they didn’t care about looks so long as they got that. It was another 6 months before I got fucked for the first time, but I had sucked at least 25 cocks by then. This pattern hasn’t changed in my life. I’ve never married and now as a 52 year old woman I still regularly suck cock. Of course I’ve had blokes who keep coming back (no pun intended) but mostly it’s young lads now who I offer it to on a plate and they are only to happy to have this cock sucking lady empty their balls before they tuck it away and disappear, not looking back as I tidy myself up. I love the feel of a cock in my mouth, I love the cum and always laugh at how easy it is to convince blokes - young or old, married or single to let me have them.