Dawn Meets Big Chuc

The first story of Dawn's interracial sexual encounter with a black man. Please be advised that is based of a true story. If you're new to the Dawn The Interracial series (The White BBW), this is 1 of 3 part of the series.

3:00 pm.

Dawn had quietly cleaned up her station at the local grocery store's bakery department. The tension of the usual Friday rush was finally a distant memory. The end of her shift was here.

Gathering her personal belongings out of her locker, she was tired but oddly enough energetic to go out that night.

She made it out to her large truck and climbed inside. And checked her phone and noticed the missed phone call and voicemail from her good friend, Rachel.

"Hey, it's me! Just wanted to let you know that my parents are going to be in Mexico this weekend. Throwing something together with a bunch of people from school. I would love if you came. Love you, bye!"

And just like that. Dawn had already begin to feel the rush of getting up and going out. She needed the hustle and flow of a good time.

That semester at Cal State Monterey was grueling that spring. Only more year and she would be done. But for now, Dawn would have a fun night with some good friends.

Her apartment was small but manageable. She locked the door behind her and headed to her bedroom. Undressing herself and looked at the full size mirror behind the door.

She knew that she could be intimidating to most guys. Being nearly six feet tall and a voluptuously large girl. Her nose was broad, eyes of hazel, and the color of her hair was auburn. The pair of breasts of hers were large enough to fill both hands and were heavy. Her stomach wasn't too large. Can't be said about her large hips that towered her extra large thighs. Her butt was enormous and round. Curvature ruled her body but a lot of guys were put off by her stature.

4:00 pm.

Dawn showered and dried her hair. Picked up her phone and gave Rachel a call.

"Hey, whatcha doing?" Rachel answered, excitedly.

"Just got out of the shower. What time should I roll over?" Dawn asked.

"I would say... 8 or 9-ish," she replied.

"Alright, I'll see ya there," said Dawn.

Dawn ended the call, turned on her television.

She glanced out side and noticed clouds rolling in. Hoping it wouldn't rain tonight.

She relaxed her head and gently fell asleep.

7:15 pm.

Dawn awoke to the sound of the television. It had grown dark outside. She rubbed her eyes and stood up, stretched. Turned off the tv and headed to her bedroom.

She opened her closet and began searching for her clothes she wanted to wear tonight.

Taking apart the hangers, she her picked out her black spaghetti strap tank top, a black skirt, and a black blouse. Dawn grabbed her white push up bra and a lacy white floral thong.

She put on together the ensemble. And some black heels with a red blossom patterns.

Admittedly, Dawn liked the way she looked. She knew she was confident enough to pull this outfit off.

She began putting on her make up. Dawn knew she didn't need to put it on too heavy. And as the final touch, she put her until a flattering ponytail.

She quickly began closing up her little apartment. And bounced out of her door to her truck.

8:30 pm.

She arrived at Rachel's parents and parked about two blocks down the street. Dawn put away her keys and personal belongings back into her handbag.

The night was breezy but overly windy. She loved the way the bushes and trees swayed back and forwards.

Dawn walked up to the walkway that led to the front door. And with some knocks, so could already hear the loud, hard bass rhythm of the music from the backyard.

It was a modest suburban house. Two story, clean driveway in front of the garage, and partially lit.

Rachel swung open the door to instant echoing of people laughing and talking.

"Hey! What up? Get in here!" Rachel said, loudly.

Dawn just smiled, hugged her friend, and made her way inside in the house. She looked around the front living room was dark and empty. She removed the strap of her handbag from her shoulder.

"Yo! Where do I put my bag?" Dawn asked, as she was following her to the back of the house.

Rachel pointed to a cabinet that was located at the beginning of the hall way that lead to kitchen. Which happened to be at the back of the house.

The kitchen was filled with a group of people. Mixed with folks she knew and some were strangers.

Dawn could see the back patio was covered with a slotted awning.

There was people dancing, drinking, and all of them had smiles. She knew this was going to be a fun party. One of these nights she knew was going to forget.

Rachel poured a shot of tequila into a shot glass and handed it to Dawn.

Accompanied by a lime wedge, the two raised their glasses. The clink of the two shot glasses was subtle. The young women bit the lime and tossed back the hard liquor.

The warmth spread throughout Dawn's chest. Followed by the tingle that purses a strong drink.

Dawn began to mingle with the people she knew from school. More and more partygoers were slowly trickling inside the house. While there was about a dozen or so, dancing in the back yard.

9:45 pm.

Dawn made her way to the back patio. She was eager to dance.

With her hard lemonade in her hand, she began to sway her hips to the hip hop beat. Twirling with elegance and keeping in rhythm with poignant expression.

One of her male friends from school, put his hands on her hips and began moving with him. He was so out of time but she didn't mind. Dawn just laughed.

For a quick moment, she noticed someone staring at her from a chair outside of the dance floor.

He was a large black man. Dark chocolate skin complected with a thick mustache. For a moment, their eyes connected.

The song had ended. Dawn needed a new drink and decided to meet Rachel back inside the kitchen. Dawn looked back over shoulder and noticed this man still starring intently at her.

Rachel was in the kitchen, being a hostess, pouring alcohol for anyone that wanted a drink. Dawn approached her.

"Hey, is that Chuck?" Dawn asked, while pointing in the direction of the backyard.

Rachel tilted her head up and peered outside. And her reaction was immediate.

"Oh yeah, got here a little bit ago," she said. And went back to making Dawn a drink.

Dawn knew of Chuck. His real name was Charles but everyone called him Big Chuck. He played for the local community college football team. He made for a name for himself as a great defensive tackle.

He was 6'4" and a protruding belly. Thick armed and flab chested with insane amount of strength hidden below. Wearing a white polo shirt that easily showed his rolls, matching with black jeans.

Dawn watched him casually sip his drink and looking at folks on the dance floor. His eyes were intense even menacing.

She turned away and began chit chatting with other people in the kitchen.

10:17 pm.

Dawn began to feel the warmth of the crowded kitchen. Her body was feeling waves of heat flow.

She needed a cigarette and some fresh air. It was perhaps time to take a noise break too.

She went back to hall way cabinet where she placed her handbag. Opened it and reached inside, pulling out her pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

Dawn went back to Rachel and asked her if she could outside and smoke. Rachel told her the best place is on the outside of the garage, on the side.

Dawn exited through the kitchen and turned left over to the side of house.

Her high heels clicking on the pavement. It was a good distance away from the music and the laughter of the party.

Dawn noticed the open door on the side of the house was an entrance to the garage. There was a small faint light inside. But she continued along the side of the garage. Almost to the side gate, she stopped, took out a cigarette and lit it.

One long inhale, she saw the bright orange ember glow in the dark. And the exhale of the smoke left her lungs, she watched the trail climb high into the dark trees. Dawn looked up towards the sky, watching the clouds in the dark sky pass in front of the moon.

She felt really good. The alcohol was giving her a slight buzz and the cool ocean air breezed around her.

"Hey, how you doin'?"

A low, thick baritone voice asked behind her.

She instantly withdrew from her lone blissful moment and turned quickly. Standing in front of her, was Chuck. But in this moment, he was definitely Big Chuck.

"Hi," she replied in a weary tone. He had surprised her.

"This is a nice house. You live here?" Chuck asked, looking straight into Dawn's eyes.

"No, this is Rachel's parent's place," she answered, while taking a long drag off of her cigarette.

The blood began to flow down her body. Her heart began to race while the two stared at each other.

"I'm Chuck, what's your name?" He asked.

"Dawn," she replied.

She was fully aware of the intimate moment they were sharing. She felt the cold breeze fly between her thighs. A moistness in her panties was beginning to emerge.

His stature was something appealing to her.

"Can I get a hit off that?" He requested.

She was reluctant but she handed it to him anyways.

Dawn watched him put the cigarette between his thick, mushy lips. Taking a drag and exhale.

Going back into an awkward silence, she slipped and asked, "were you watching me?"

She felt her heart sank into oblivion. The question just blurted out. *How could've ask such a direct and weird question?* She thought to herself.

"I wasn't trying to be rude. But I definitely didn't recognize you. You're new to me, that's all," Chuck explained.

"It's nice to meet you, finally. I saw you staring at me," she retorted.

"Couldn't be helped," Chuck said.

The music from back patio had gotten louder. More guests had arrived. Mist had slowly began to fall on the two of them.

There was an intense inferno of energy coming off of this man. Dawn could easily feel it. She was drawn to it, like a moth to a flame. Yearning to understand, she decided to wait on the pursuit.

"How long have you been playing football?" Dawn asked Chuck as she folded her pack of cigarettes.

Chuck gave a knowledgeable grunt as took one last hard drag off the cigarette Dawn had started.

"Hmm since forever..." Chuck answered, with a small sarcastic chuckle.

They both gave an awkward laugh.

When the laughter stopped, as if a car came to a stopped, they looked into each other's eyes. They were extremely close to another.

Dawn looked up and could see a bottomless pit of masculinity. His arms were large as well as his gut. A teddy bear was the best way to describe him, she thought.

She needed something to break the tension. Her throat was on fire and needed a sip of anything.

"I'm going to head back," Dawn said.

10:32 pm.

Dawn began slowly walk past Chuck. He stared at her as move past.

She could hear a sign of affection as he was close to her...

"Mmm..."

Chuck was now behind her. Moving slowly back the way of the pavement.

Along the side of the garage.

As she approached the side door of the garage, she felt Chuck grab her shoulders and began to rub them.

The movement and pressure enamored Dawn. The power of pleasure of this man was all that she wanted.

Chuck turned Dawn around. The two embraced into an erotic kiss. She felt his thick lips on hers and the two entangled in a circle of lust.

She felt his tongue graze her top lip. Chuck's hands were pressed upon her hips. Dawn put her hands on his face.

She needed this man.

She could smell his cologne and cigarette smoke. Her blood was flowing inside of her. She was inescapably turned on by excitement and strength.

He began caressing her large buttocks. Squeezing with a gentle giant charm.

Dawn was becoming a waterfall.

The two beautifully large couple were in a dance of eroticism and enjoying the birth of their newborn relationship.

Chuck pushed the vulnerable Dawn up against the stucco wall of the house. He pulled her leg up by the thigh. Stroking it smoothly while the two still buried into their faces.

Dawn caressed the sides of his large, swollen cheeks. In an instant, she felt his lips on the inside of her neck. This raw emotion has afire and she was in a strange trance. Now she was now under the spell of this beautiful black man.

Chuck stopped kissing her and took Dawn by the hand. And pulled her through the side door of the garage.

Chuck closed the door behind him and locked it. The typical smell of a garage was present. But it had appeared that the garage had been converted to a lounge area. Rug on the floor, a television entertainment center was up against the far wall, and on the other side of the garage was a new couch.

The new couple continued their new sexual adventure. Dawn put her arms around his neck and began kissing this teddy bear of a man.

Dawn needed him more than any man than anyone else in her twenty one year old life. In that moment, at least.

His vigor was overwhelming on Dawn's ability to resist. Chuck's attention was shifted down lower. His eyes widened in a conquering demeanor.

Dawn pulled his white polo shirt up. Revealing his pudgy gut and flabby chest. Covered in his masculine curly chest hair. She stuck out her moist wet pink tongue and began flicking his dark nipple. His scent smelled so good to her. She fully embraced his nipple into her lips and began sucking. Taking turns between the left and right side of his chest.

Chuck loved it. She could tell by his deep breath along with his familiar chuckle.

She began squatting down lower and lower. Kissing his stomach and unbuttoning his black jeans that warm to the touch from being tucked under his large black belly.

She was able to pull the jeans down and the other thing left was his dark green boxer briefs. In front of her face was a thick bulge. She gripped his large thick penis.

"This was it" she thought to herself. This new experience was what she needed in her life. At that moment, she knew of her love of black men was permanent.

Dawn pulled down his briefs and there in front of her face was a large, fully erect circumcised dark chocolate penis. A large vein had zig zagged across the top. She gripped and began stroking Big Chuck. The name fit.

She giggled, "is that enough for you? Ready to cum yet?" Giving another giggle.

Dawn took his cock into her mouth. Chuck tilted his head and gave a faint "ah shit."

The rubbery texture of his penis glided in and out her warm, wet mouth. She had right hand at the base of the shaft while the left hand kept her balance by hold the side of his hairy thigh. And slowly pushed and pulled Chuck out of her mouth.

Pushing the head of his penis into her cheek.

"Your tongue was is soft, baby" Chuck said in a low voice, looking down at the voluptuous Dawn.

She gave an alluring giggle and continued sucking Big Chuck.

Dawn suddenly felt pressure on the back of her head. Chuck had begun slowly pushing her face down further down his thick shaft. He held her head as furthest he could put into her mouth. Then Dawn gagged a little before jetting his cock out of her mouth and gasped for air.

Dawn lifted his penis up and took each of his dark testicles into her mouth. Pulling on each with his wet pink lips. Dragging her tongue along his hairy scrotum. The salt taste lingered in her mouth.

"I want you," Chuck whispered, stopping Dawn's fellatio performance.

Chuck pulled Dawn to her feet and led her to the couch that was nestled up against the wall. Giving her a slight shove so she laid back down.

Dawn gazed up at her at new lover. This bulky man's silhouette from the light behind had knelt down between her large pale smooth thighs.

Chuck began tracing the lines of her face. Placing his thumb across her mouth to where Dawn licked the tip and slowly sucked it hard in a feverish manner.

He removed his thumb and began cupping her large breasts. Squeezing through them both through her tank top and bra. Finally, Chuck took out both boobs over the clothing. Revealing her bare breasts and nipples that were fully erect.

"These are gorgeous," he moaned.

"Can I be honest? I've never been with a black guy..." Dawn said to Chuck. With the tone of excitement and exhaustion. Taking deep breaths in between words of her confession.

"For real?... I'm gonna tell you the truth... I ain't never been with a white girl before neither."

With both milky white breasts encased inside of Chuck's large ebony hands, the two giggled.

Chuck leaned down and began inserting each of Dawn's pink hard nipples into his mouth. She felt his mushy lips leaving each nipple with a soaking glaze that sparkled from the garage light.

Dawn moaned with pleasure as she pressed with her hands behind Chuck's head. Chuck raised up and traced the outline of Dawn's rose tattoo above her left breast.

"Damn, baby. You're so sexy..." he said softly.

"I want to taste that pussy..."

Dawn let out a loud moan and squeezed her breasts, pinching her nipples.

He looked down at Dawn's white panty covered mound. Giving a small subtle grunt of satisfaction, he rubbing her clitoral area through the fabric.

Dawn's breathing was getting rapid and her moaning was beginning more frequent. Her body was in heat and the blood was flowing to her vulva.

Dawn began whimpering inside the grasp of the black man's hand, pulling her panties to the side of her vagina. She felt the cool air brushing her hot zone.

Chuck scooted back and lowered his face. He began using his tongue on her hood. Licking the sweat inside of her lips.

"That tastes so good, baby..."

Dawn whimpered a moan.

The tension was building. A rubber-band like feeling engrossed her.

Dawn suddenly felt a finger being inside of her vagina. Chuck stopped licking and watch his ebony finger disappear inside Dawn's wet pink vagina.

She desperately wanted his cock inside her. Dawn wanted to beg but she was hesitant. She wanted the moment to last with Big Chuck.

Dawn's view was of her large pale thighs were on the sides of a large man's stomach. The fabric of his shirt roughly rubbed on the inside of her legs. Her skirt was pushed up towards her stomach. Dawn's large breasts were coming in very close to the underside of her chin.

Dawn had never been in entranced and this turned on in her young life. No man had been this direct, domineering, and dedicated. But she was willing to play along.

Dawn wanted this man to have his way, his will, and his fire take control over her.

"Don't make a sound," Chuck demanded, in a low volume manner as he looked into Dawn's eyes.

She moaned in a very faint tone.

She did everything in her power not to make a sound. But at the same time, she short signs of pleasure. A slight exhale of breath there, a quivering sigh there.

Chuck gave the motion of the "*come hither*" with his index finger.

"I saw your ass looking at me, you wanted this," Chuck whispered in her ear.

He raised off of her and

Chuck pulled a condom out of his pocket. Slipping it over his black member.

"You gonna get it, I promise you that," he told Dawn.

He pointed his penis to inside of her of her swollen vagina. And with a gentle shove, he jammed himself inside.

Dawn let out a gasp of pain and pleasure. The fullness brought tension at full motion.

Chuck began thrusting short but firm. The tightening of her vagina gripped his cock.

10:41 pm.

Rachel broke from the social circle in the kitchen and she realized she was out vodka. But she knew that there was a new bottle in the refrigerator in the garage.

So, she walked down the hallway and made a right turn towards the inside door of the house that entered the garage. The music from outside was almost vacant. As she got closer to the garage door, she heard giggling and moaning.