My name is Nicole O’Bannon. I’m a six-foot-tall, busty and big-bottomed, kind of heavyset young Canadian woman of Irish descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I’ve been big my whole life. At twenty eight, I weigh two hundred and eighty pounds. Men have never found me attractive. Some lesbians liked me but I am one hundred percent heterosexual. I waited for the man of my dreams. That’s why I was a virgin up until a couple of months ago. That’s when I met Jeffrey Jean-Pierre, a tall, burly and extremely handsome young Black man from the Republic of Haiti in the Caribbean. He’s a second-year student at Carleton University, where I’m working as a teacher’s assistant while earning my MBA at nearby Ottawa University. For me, it was love at first sight.
A lot of people think fat chicks like myself are invisible. Being big and tall in a world that worships skinny chicks is hell. Luckily, I found someone who accepts me for what I am. If you’re a fat white chick, you only appeal to Black men from foreign countries. That’s okay because white guys never interested me. I’ve always liked Black men but mostly they went after skinny white chicks. Once again I found myself feeling invisible. Luckily, Jeffrey wasn’t like other men. Given a choice between a skinny chick and a fat one, he’d actually go after the fat chick. You see, in his culture, fat women are considered beautiful. I need to move down there!
Jeffrey Jean-Pierre was hot as hell. Five feet eleven inches tall, broad-shouldered and muscular, with dark brown skin and pale bronze eyes. He had long black hair braided into neat cornrows. He’s only twenty years old. He majors in engineering at Carleton University and the chicks over there absolutely love him. And why shouldn’t they? He’s tall, good-looking and educated. He’s hot as hell. On campus, he could have just about anyone he wanted. He’s the star of the men’s Rugby squad for crying out loud. So many women wanted a piece of him. Black women. White women. Asian women. Hispanic women. Arab women. All women want a piece of a sexy Black man. Well, I’m the one who caught his attention. The tall, plain-faced white chick with the huge tits, chubby body, wide hips and gigantic white ass. The fat chick got the pretty guy and left all the pretty girls standing around feeling foolish. How’s that? I love it!
Jeffrey was the one who introduced me to the world of sex. He taught me how to feel good while naked. To him, a big woman like me was the epitome of beauty. He liked my big tits, chunky body, wide hips and big ass. He liked me the way I am. When Jeffrey looked at me, I actually felt sexy. How about that? I felt sexy for the first time in my life. Jeffrey made me want to do things. He’s so charming and sexy. I wanted to do things for him, and to him. Jeffrey took me out in public and treated me like a lady. He took me to fine restaurants and cool night clubs. He bought me presents and sent me flowers at work. All the things skinny women take for granted. My man was sexy, smart and he showered me with attention. I was one happy fat chick!
