Hi. The name's Giovanna Summers. I'm a light-skinned Black B.B.W over five feet tall with big breasts (48g), wide hips, a big belly, a nice fat bubble butt, and some massive thighs. My hair is in very thin braids, dyed light tan-like color, and I have hazel eyes. By the way, I'm 22 years of age.
I'm what they call a B.B.W; most women don't like to associate themselves with that term or with being fat but I do. I am built like a brick house and I take pride in being fat! I like being fat, and if anybody thinks I'm a slob for being fat and liking it, their problem, my life, f*ck them!
It was a Saturday morning and I was half-awake in my Philadelphia apartment, only dressed in my unbuttoned lavender nightgown as I slept on my side, my gigantic tits avalanching from it. With my fingernails polished in a color pattern (one nail polished purple, the next polished pink and so forth) I lightly tugged and pulled on my dark nipple, making it grow thicker and harder with each pull. I felt the tingling sensation from within my swollen breast as pinched and tugged. Both my nipples were getting so hard that they began to hurt!
What was it that I was fantasizing about that was making me so horny?
I was having sexual fantasies about my 18-year-old girlfriend Deborah. She's also a Black B.B.W chick (her skin is darker than mine though), with a nice rack (42ddd), an overhanging potbelly, and a lot of meat on her bones but I was just a bit fatter than her. I got myself out of bed, my braids in disarray, as I walked over to my makeup station where there hung a huge mirror, safely secured on my old cheaply-painted tarnished yellow wall.
I got out some strawberry-scented lotion and poured some on the palm of my thick fat hand. I then rubbed my hands together and applied the cold cream to my swollen, milk-engorged jugs, smoothly and slowly in round circles as I rubbed up on my Tootsie Roll-sized dark brown nipples. As I looked up into the mirror at myself at my greenish-brown hazel eyes, almost red like devil eyes, I felt the erotic sensation spark me like a bolt of electric energy. The sensation from within made me breath slowly like I was meditating. When the lotion was fully rubbed in, I made sure my breasts were fully out of my nightgown. I had whitish colored stretch marks all over my breasts along with dark semi-microscopic dots all over them. My breasts also featured 4" areolas with smaller dots all around the edges, resembling the sun's atmosphere.
Since my basketball-shaped boobs were already all the way out, and I didn't have any bottoms on anyway, I thought to myself 'Why have it on, anyway?'
So. with that, I removed my nightgown and carelessly tossed it over the bed. Now bare naked, I set one foot on my gray office chair and admired my own nakedness into the mirror, mesmerized. I got more lotion and smoothed it over my chest. I lifted my breasts from my preggo-looking belly and my face grimaced as I saw the many dark brown stretch marks that laced around my wide deep belly button, scarring my whole belly, all the way over to my sides.
With one hand, I rubbed the lotion around my belly, until the lotion was fully rubbed in. Then taking one of my fingernails, a bit longer than my finger itself, I dug into my belly button and smoothed in the remaining bit of lotion on my gut. Getting some more lotion and with my foot still on the chair, I began to massage my thick meaty pubic region, massaging my lips, stroking the bushy hairiness of my pussy as I combed my fingers through my curly velvety black pussy hairs.
AWGGH! I was so horny. I was standing here masturbating, but interrupting me was my telephone giving off its fancy ring for an incoming call.
I rushed over to white phone on the floor, not too far from my desk, and bent down to answer it.
"Hello?" I answered the phone with a light gently voice of softness.
"Giovanna?" replied a somewhat deep feminine voice. "It's Debbie."
"Hey! Debbie!" I enthusiastically greeted her as I rubbed the bottom of my tit, like rubbing the bottom of a basketball. "How are you this lovely Saturday morning?"
"I'm fine. My dad's away at work. so anytime you're ready to come and take me out to the park..."
"Oh... I was just ready to go get dressed. So I will be on my way shortly. Okay, baby?"
"Okay thaaanks!"
"Alright, I'll see you then... alright... bye."
And I placed the telephone receiver back into its place.
Getting myself dressed and ready to go out, I first put my braided yarn-like hair into a big bun in the upper back. I got some of my too-small clothes ready. I tend to hold on to my outgrown clothes because I like to show off my body and I like how my big body looks in tight clothes. I put on a really tight pair of Hanes Her Way white and pink striped panties, and a too-small black cotton bra, only good for women with a triple-d-cup. This bra started to get a bit uncomfortable as the straps started to dig into my shoulders and sides but it wasn't that bad, and I could deal with it.
When looking into the mirror of myself, only in my underwear, I placed a foot on the chair once again and became my own admirer as I took pride off how fat and round my pussy was in tight panties. I loved the sight of my fat and round bulging pussy as the black pubic hairs were peeking from the sides of my panties, my gigantic round belly hanging over the band. I also fell in love with how my breasts were beginning to flood from my bra.
