Tracy’s Nightmare

Tracy had grown up in the rough part of town; therefore she spent most of her twenties around gangbangers and dealers of all imaginable kinds. She had always had a thing for the bad boys. They were either amazed or intimidated by her 6 feet (183 cm) height, large breasts and butt. The intimidation part was mostly because she had beaten up a few men, to impress some of the bad boys every once in a while, and it had gotten her quite the reputation in the neighborhood. Tracy was quite a brawler, and her size alone made it easy to beat up a lot of smaller men and women.

Tracy was a tall black woman in her prime (according to herself at least), and she was going to the city to celebrate her 33 year birthday tonight. She was going alone, because she had had a fight with her girlfriends Tasha and Becky last night – apparently they didn’t like her notorious bitchy attitude. They were all for it, when she used it on their behalf, but when they were the target of it, then it was suddenly another story.

However it didn’t matter, that Tasha and Becky was elsewhere tonight, Tracy wanted to celebrate herself by exploring the other side of her bisexual nature. The bad boys were fun, but Tracy had had enough of them for a while, and now the price she was looking for was a young feminine woman for a hot lesbian encounter. Ideally she wanted the most innocent looking white girl she could find.

Tracy was wearing a nice red dress highlighting her big hips and butt, while her huge boobs were pushed up to catch the interest of the right girl. She was going to lure potential lovers in with her big assets. She was clubbing in the nice part of town, where the girls were softer and unscarred by the roughness of neighborhoods like the one Tracy came from. The drinks were more expensive in these clubs, but Tracy made them last for hours, while she was looking for a girl of interest.

It didn’t take long before Tracy met Kate. Kate was a skinny pale redhead with freckles on her cheeks, and she was no taller than 5.1 feet (155 cm). She just turned 21, and with her small b-cup tits and tiny ass, she was roughly half the size of Tracy. She was the looking so innocent; just the type of girl, Tracy was looking for. In contrast to Tracy’s fancy dress, Kate wore jeans and a tank top that exposed her flat belly.

Tracy had done this before, and she knew exactly how to play the part of a warm and welcoming person. She had left the bitchy attitude at home, and it wasn’t long before Kate felt completely safe in her presence.

Tracy leaned that Kate was only in town for a few weeks because of a family members’ untimely departure, and that she had rented an apartment only ten minutes away from the bar. “Perfect” Tracy thought to herself.

Kate invited Tracy back to her place, to see ‘where this was going’.