I am a 28 year old successful engineer for a large corporation. I am a good looking athletic white male. Life was great until my fiance broke off the engagement. Apparently she was seduced by her boss who is 20 years older than her and filthy rich with a lake house and constantly traveling.
Man I missed her. She was almost as tall as me blond slim and just so hauntingly WASPy.
After the break-up I started going to this dive bar on a regular basis. It was close to my house so I could walk, not worry about DUIs, and drink as much as I wanted.
One night a group of black ghetto bitches came in and played pool. They were all really fat, loud, obnoxious and totally classless.
I was sitting at the bar drinking when the fattest one came up to the bar to order drinks. I made some snide witty comment to her that any intelligent person would understand as derogatory but she laughed. After ordering her drinks and bringing them over to her herd of buffalo she came back to the bar to talk with me.
I was amazed but thought I would just have a little condescending fun with her. The funny thing is the more snide and sarcastic I got the more she laughed and started play slapping me and grabbing onto my arm. Before I realized it her hand was resting on my upper inner thigh and I was getting hard! (I guess not having sex for two weeks since my break-up was having an effect on me.)
By this time the bar was almost closing and all of the regulars that I had gotten to know had left.
Sholanda, my ghetto bison made it very obvious to me in her crude way that she was willing to go back to my place with me. I figured why not? No one that I know is around to see us leaving together and by this time all of my neighbors will be asleep, so I can probably get away with this.
At my place we both drank quite a bit more and Sholanda would not stop giggling and acting stupid but I had to admit that kissing her fat lips was really fun. My ex-fiance's lips were so thin and I had to be careful not to bang teeth with her. With Sholanda half of my face just seemed to melt into her fat lips, and they were so soft!
Sholanda really knew what she was doing because here hands kept grabbing my ass and her thigh kept rubbing my crotch ever so lightly driving me wild! At this point I kept my eyes closed because I was pretty revolted by her appearance. This revulsionand profanity was doubled when she undressed. No strip teasing or trying to hide, but just ripping her clothes off in the full light and falling over as she did so. When she stood back up I couldn't believe that this landmass of rolling blubber was in my apartment!
In addition to all of the rolls of fat, Sholanda had a number of tattoos. Across the front of her right thigh in 4 inch tall block letters was written BAD. Across her left thigh in the same size block letters was the word BITCH. I had no idea at the time how much of a bad bitch she would turn out to be. Across her upper chest, ribs, shoulders and upper arms she had various guns, knives, pit-bulls and profanity tattooed all over. I couldn't see her back at this point but imagined it to be just as profane.
As soon as she regained her balance, Sholanda attacked me with a vengeance! She almost sucked half of my face into her huge lips and she had me in a huge tight bear hug with her fat thigh wedged between my legs rubbing my balls. I could feel her passion and it was great! I just melted into her flesh and enjoyed the feeling.
Sholanda knew what she wanted and was not ashamed of demanding it in her crude way. After a minute or so of making out she just plopped down on my sofa and pushed me down saying "eat my crack, white boy!" "If you want to fuck it you better make me cum at least three times."