Dark Meaty Secrets (Futa/F, teen, BBW, interracial)

Story by samuelmighty

A note on this story:

This is a complete rewrite of what would have been the Fourth Chapter in this other story of mine. Unfortunately I felt it didn't really fit the character as it had too much of a focus on the dick aspects and not the pussy fun of the main Futa character, and her thing is she'd more girl than boy sexual personality-wise. So I gave it an overhaul and released it as it's own separate story.

As an extra note this is heavily base on another story I once read and despite lots of searching I haven't been able to find. It also featured interracial BBW sex, but was boy woman. All I remember is it had 'Secret' in the name. So I cannibalised a few parts I remember fondly from that story an made them futa.

BBW is new territory for me. Most stories I read are more hyper than classic BBW, so I thought I'd give a 'vanilla' BBW story a try.

Without further ado, here it is. If you like please rate and let me know and I'll maybe intergrate BBW stuff in other stories :)

Dark Meaty Secrets Hi, my name is Tiana Williams. I’m a fairly typical 15 year old black girl… and I really like fat white women. Not plump or slightly over-weight, but giant, saggy breasted, ass rippling with each step land whale fat. I know what you’re thinking; how could someone so young already have such a far out fetish? Well I’ll give you a little back story.

My Mom works at a health spa that specifically targets ladies with heavier builds. They offer everything from golf without golf carts to synchronised swimming lessons and power walking obstacle courses to gently coax the weight off its plus sized clientele. And yes you’re right, there’s no way these ladies have any hope of losing any of their bulk with such casual programmes.

In truth the spa is more of a ladies club, where the stinking rich but lazy women with poor self-images gather to pretend they’re doing something about their weight and make themselves feel better by finding someone even fatter than they are. The whole ‘gently coax the weight off’ line is just an angle to keep their subscriptions going for as long as possible.

I never really thought much about these ladies. I didn’t find them particularly unattractive, and it certainly wasn’t a turn on for me to watch them waddling around on the golf course or failing at tennis. But since I often had to wait at the spa for my Mom to take me home after school I got to see a lot of them. I even made friends with some of the regulars, who would affectionately call me Tia and get really cheek pinchy. I basically regarded them all as my Mom’s friends and didn’t think much of their size until one fateful day when I was twelve years old.

Remember how I said I was a typical girl? Well I have a dick. It’s not that weird since there are lots of people like me nowadays, but yeah, probably should have mentioned that. And I don’t know whether this is something common amongst girls like me but I am one horny little kid. I’m almost always hard, and I jerk off and finger myself at least 3 times a day; before breakfast, at school and after supper. And I watch way too much porn, especially the big black cock stuff since that’s where I tend to find dicks that looked like mine, except much larger of course.

In any case there was this one day at the spa when my Mom needed to drive one of her clients to the airport, a white lady with the same ginormous proportions I’d gotten used to seeing at the spa. Since the airport would be on the way home she opted to just take me as well. There had been a burst pipe in my favourite bathroom at school and all the other bathrooms had been crowded as a result, preventing me from having my usual midday fap. I had been sporting a rock hard boner all afternoon and was eager to get home and give it a seeing to.

We took the company van. On the way to the airport my Mom asked if she could pass by the wholesalers to pick up some supplies for work and our passenger was more than ok with that. She had opted to sit in the back of the van with me, complaining she didn’t want the sun getting in her eyes in the front. It quickly became awkward for me once my Mom left us alone together. I didn’t know her but as soon as my Mom was out of sight she turned to look at me with what I could only assume was a piercing gaze behind her thick, horned sun glasses.

“I know whatchu are.” She suddenly said with a drawl. I had already smelt the traces of wine lingering around her and knew she was at least a little drunk.

“H-huh?”

“You’re one of ‘em dickgirls ain'tcha?”

“… So?” I replied defensively.

“I knew it! I can always tell, with the way they walk and they sit! You can tell they’re packing a little extra

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