Author's note: Though much of my work is completely fiction, based on fantasies of mine and/or friends of mine, some of it is partly non-fiction. That's the case with this story. While several details have been changed, I actually did fall deeply in love and lust with a bisexual minority BBW who was serving a 15-year prison sentence several hundred miles away for her role in a jewelry store robbery. She had also been arrested three times for possession of marijuana, which was a bug turn on to me, being a stoner myself. And I met her through a personal ad largely identical to the one depicted in this story.
The relationship ended up not working out, but we're still great friends and she hasn't done anything violent since her release. Like me, she continues to regularly smoke weed, but hasn't been arrested again.
While I never had any bitterness toward this woman, a lot of events in my life led to me not think much about her for several years. But recently I've started re-visiting that part of my life for the first time, and it's brought back many sweet, loving, and lustful memories that I'll always cherish.
And I think that this story is particularly worth telling because of the following:
1. The challenge of maintaining a long distance relationship, especially knowing that for years I wouldn't be able to be with her in person.
2. The exhausting and constant fight to prevent my friends and family from learning about her criminal history.
3. The immense struggle of desiring her sexually for so long but not being able to fulfill those desires, then the mind blowing euphoria of finally having sex with her after years of fantasizing about it.
And to further emphasize the latter point, it will be a few chapters before sex with me and her occurs. However, there will be no lack of sex in the overall story. Between falling in love with her and meeting her in person, I masturbated frequently and had a part-time fill-in lover. Several of those sex binges, solo and with my fill-in lover, will be described.
Finally, to try to help the reader understand the formation of the relationship as closely as possible, much of the personal ad, and the letters that she and I wrote to each other, are copied verbatim from the real life ad and letters.
I hope you enjoy it and I welcome any feedback! Thanks so much for reading!
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Upon my wife and I filing for divorce in the Autumn of 2010, when I was 39, I wanted to get married again, but not in the near future. After a 10 year marriage that was unhappy from the start, I wanted to play the field for at least a year or two before settling down again.
And I decided to start by searching for a black BBW. I dated several in my 20s and every romantic or sexual encounter I had with them was mind blowing. Every black BBW I was ever with was a sensational lover who gave 100% every time. And every one had a filthy mouth, no inhibition, and no ego. And to top it off, every one did weed.
I moved out of my wife's and my house and into my new apartment on Saturday, October 2, 2010. I set my desk and computer right next to my bed and then began my quest.
I first opened my folder that contains every track from the explicit version of every album ever released by my favorite black BBW celebrity, Missy Elliott, who I've been obsessed with ever since I first heard "Get Ur Freak On" back in 2001. Her music makes me very horny and I regularly masturbate to it.
I selected shuffle because I enjoy her music even more when I don't know which track is coming next. As soon as her music was going, I lit a joint and entered into a search page "black BBW." I was hoping to find some personal ads placed by such women.
Most of the first results I got were pornographic pages, but after going through several dozen matches, I finally found a personal ad, which I excitedly clicked on.
The first thing I noticed was her picture. It unfortunately didn't show much below her shoulders, but I loved what was visible. She was young had a gorgeous round face, a very dark complexion, thick shoulder length hair, and a come closer smile. Right above the picture was the name Jenola. I'd never seen that name before and found it to be very sexy.
Beneath the picture was a paragraph that she wrote and a questionnaire that she filled out. I first started skimming through her answers and suddenly froze in shock when I saw the phrase "release date." Immediately, I looked to see what kind of site this was and realized that it was for women in prison.
But much to my surprise, that actually turned me on. I figured that a black BBW in prison would be even kinkier and more uninhibited than the ones I'd been with, and would have a massive sexual build up from having been without cock while in prison.
So I stayed on the page and read all the information on Jenola. The questionnaire read: Height - 5'9", Weight - 230 lbs., Date of birth - 1/14/84, Orientation - bisexual, Have children - yes, Drink alcohol - no, Smoke - yes, State of incarceration - Nebraska, Release date - 1/2013, Willing to relocate - Yes.
Her paragraph read:
"I am a very romantic and sexual black BBW who is searching for a long term, committed, relationship. I love basketball, rap/R&B, dancing, camping, horseback riding, and good conversation. I have a beautiful seven-year old daughter and she is my world. Age isn't a big priority with me, but I demand honesty and respect and give the same. When I find the man or woman of my dreams, I want to stand strong with him/her and spend my days and nights showing him/her the depth of my love."
I was in awe of her ad. My heart almost melted because she seemed so sweet and loving. But at the same time, I wanted to start jacking off to the picture, because I was so turned on by her - especially since the THC was already hard at work on my brain. I have a huge sex drive to begin with, but even much more so when I'm fucked up on weed. It enhances my senses and causes me to focus even more intensely on things I'm passionate about.
I thought that she seemed like an optimal combination - very loving but also very sexual. To contact her, I had to buy her postal address for $3. I immediately did and then typed her an introductory letter on my computer, which I mailed the next Monday, along with a picture of myself and a money order for $10.
My letter read:
Dear Jenola:
I just saw your ad and, wow, it's awesome! First of all, I'll start off by saying that I'm white and I'm 13 years older than you are. I hope you're okay with my race and our age difference. I've always been extremely attracted to black BBWs.