Attraction between black men and white women
 

So, this is a question for both the men and women on this site. My black gentlemen, what attracted you to dating white women? What was it that made you instantly aroused by them? Vice-versa, to the lovely white women on this site. What was it that attracted you to dating black men? What was it that aroused you to them instantly?

This attraction goes back to the days of antiquity. The ancient Greeks believed that a big, erect dick was a sign of animalistic, uncontrollable sexuality while a small penis was a sign of civilized restraint and rationality—a notion that endured and spread through Roman philosophy, medieval Christian art, and ultimately early modern proto-science, thanks to Europe’s eternal hard-on for all things Grecian. This view flowed directly into the Atlantic slave trade, as white males used the notion of the well-endowed and thus uncivilizable, unpredictably virile Black man as a justification for their absolute dehumanization and control. This has led to many Modern while women completely rebelling against the dehumanization; replacing it with a sexual deification of Black Men.

I can remember when I first realized that this change was occurring. In 1965 I was living in Gainesville, FL and Sammy Davis had married Mae Britt, a Swedish actress triggering on going diatribes among the local rednecks. I thought it was erotic. My fiancé was also a platinum blonde, and I kept wondering what Marilyn (Photo attached) would look like with Sammy. I wondered how I would handle it.
Marilyn lived in Buffalo and moved to Gainesville with me when we got married in 1967.She had just started a job as a secretary to a politician. The first week there she went outside to eat her lunch and there was a black janitor sitting at the only picnic table eating his lunch. Marilyn sat across from him at the table and struck up a conversation.
Right after lunch the senior secretary at the law firm called her into her office and shut the door. The old bitty berated Marilyn for sitting at the same table as a black man and told her, "Here in the south, we white women don't sit with N-word unless we are sluts."

Marilyn came home in tears that night and told me what happened. I comforted her and told her that they just integrated the University 2 years ago and bigots were all over the place.
I asked Marilyn about her curious about fucking BBC. Specifically, I asked if she had wondered about what it would be like to fuck Corey, the black janitor.
She said "Not until Millicent scolded me."
I knew that over the two years she worked there she continued to have lunch with Corey a couple times a week and we would often drive him home in the evening. I asked him once if he ever had a white girl friend and he said. ‘Hell no. They would cut my balls off if I even thought about it.'"
I am pretty sure that Marilyn never fucked Corey. I am sure that his cock would have resized her pussy because I saw it once in the newly integrated men’s room at the office building. We were taking a piss in adjacent urinals. I thought I was thick but his was long and thick. It had to be at least 10 inches soft; porn star size. In retrospect Marilyn might have been game for it. I think Marilyn would have loved to fuck something that big.
I did see Marilyn actually kiss Corey once. It was the second last day that Marilyn worked there before she quit to have our first son. We drove him home and he asked us in. He had a present for the new baby to be. Marilyn was nearly 7 months pregnant. He gave us a small cradle and Marilyn gave him a kiss to thank him.
It was more than a quick peck, I thought there was a little tongue action on Marilyn's part. It lasted about half a minute. I saw that Corey had a tent in his pants when they broke the kiss and we left. Corey made no attempt to hide it as he helped me put the cradle in the car. Marilyn played with my cock all the way home and. wanted to fuck as soon as we got to our apartment. I did not think anything of it, but now I realize that it was Corey’s cock she was thinking of as we fucked. I knew that Corey had the hots for my wife. Now I knew that the feeling was very mutual.

Was simple for me, the black guy i met was physically attractive without even thinking of his dick. When I finally had sex with him it went from he is good looking to I want to only be with a black guy at that point as the physical connection I think drives attraction.

Nice story. And your wife looks like she was golden fox back then. I bet she still is.

the fact that growing up hey were unobtainable and it was considered taboo. That they generally don't know what great sex is and how thrilled they are when they find out. Once they experience great sex how submissive they become. And in all honesty a bit of revenge for white men's past racism.

Thanks for sharing this.

I've talked with a lot of white women that have been with black men, and they all say the sex is a lot. I wish I know what it was that made it so much better (Well, nevermind).

They have also told me they like to submit to black men, also. So, there is just something black men do that white men don't compete with.

You have no idea how inadequate white men feel when they know their girlfriend has had a black man before. They get jealous. I learned to just accept it and get over it.

The first time I saw what a black guy could do to a woman I knew it was over for me. haha. But I sure do enjoy watching it.

Just feels so much hotter... I always cum more for white women and I'm just more attracted... the skin contrast the anticipation everything drives me wild....

We grew up in neighboring predominately white towns and went to separate colleges. She went to a big city college and met several different cultures and a lot of her girlfriends dated black guys. We said we each could date others as we were quite a ways away but still wanted to have a future. She told me she had gone on a few dates with a few white guys, gave some handjobs, blowjobs, one guy tried to fuck her but she really didn’t like, but I’m sure she did one other guy she was close to, but I was okay with it. She said she was too afraid to date the black guys as her girlfriends told stories of how big they were-she is only 4’11” and 100 lbs and was worried about being hurt so she just kept them as friends. I pressed her to explore and find out, but she said no. One time when I visited she would introduce me to them and they would kiss and hug her, grab her ass and she would reciprocate by grabbing their muscles, butt and drop her hand into their laps on their cocks in front of me, saying that’s just what they do as they’re all friends.
She did admit she liked that some were pretty big and she likes feeling their muscles, but that’s all she did was rub and stroke them.
After college we married and started a family, but still have a few friends that would swing with off and on. One couple had a BBC they saw, he wasn’t a large man, but was a good bull and they convinced Kellie to talk with him online. She thought back to the guys from college and soon we met up with him. She enjoyed feeling his body, and his stamina thrilled her and she allowed him to unload in her multiple times, where she made other use condoms or pull out. Surprised by this I asked on the way home and she said he just made her feel so good and I didn’t want to stop and and his cum felt good when he went off inside me. I’m on the pill so it should be ok.
So since then she has been pretty much exclusive with black bulls. She enjoys the feel of them and the control they take knowing what they are going to be giving her. Once I. Awhile she thinks back to her college days wondering where some of those guys are now.

We just look good together
Black men like white women and white women crave the black man

I totally agree , white women look good with black men

it sounds arousing. I love o try smth new and Ifoften use this dating site Black Match. What I love about this site is that everyone is on the same page. No awkward guessing games—just real, honest connections with people who want the same thing. The chat features are great, and I’ve had some amazing experiences thanks to this platform. Definitely one of the best out there.

can only attest
 

that since I started planting that interracial seed of encouragement in my wife's mind..there seems to be a palpable electricity when she is in close proximity to a black man that shows some interest in her. It's almost electric,and I wonder if she's getting wet thinking about the real possibilities of my suggestions

For me, the initial attraction was the taboo of being a white woman having sex with a black man. Secondary attraction -- beyond the taboo -- was the physical/sexual gratification by bbc, and the more 'in charge' (not necessarily 'dominant') attitude in the bedroom.

Would you mind sharing about the difference between dominant and in charge?
Are we talking controlling versus confident?

Yes, from my perspective it's more a confident, assertive attitude. Being able to accurately 'read' my body language to know where he may be able to push a bit versus where he might want to pull back, all while getting his needs met/mutual enjoyment.

I've often found white men seem to hold back to follow my lead rather than taking the lead themselves.

I'm not sure how well I've explained where I'm coming from in this regard, but hope it makes sense. :)

That's what I hear from white girls all the time. It's more than the BBC. It's the attitude and assertiveness.

The White Guys Were Afraid of My Wife Slutiness, The Black Guys Weren't
 

I am writing this for my wife. It is her thoughts and her our combined verbiage.

I attended an integrated school system in an integrated municipality. Whites and Blacks lived peacefully with each other. Yet, when it came to dating, Blacks dated Blacks and Whites dated Whites. That did not stop the Black boys from leering at us White girls.

I completed puberty in Junior High School, and I had developed a woman's body. I had also developed a very high libido. I wanted to have sex, I wanted to feel cocks in my pussy and, while aware of the consequences, I also wanted to feel my pussy being filled with the warm, white sticky stuff.

It was the age of the mini-skirt and the micro-skirt. I had taken dance lessons, and I had developed "show girls" legs. I started wearing skimpy clothes, loose, light weight tops which showed off my budding nipples. I also wore micro-skirts with no panties. My slutty side started to develop. I learned that bending over or spreading my legs while sitting got the boy's attention. However, the white boys seemed to be timid while the Black guys obviously liked what they saw.

Time marched on and the itch in my crotch wanted attention. I tried the venerable cucumber 🥒 and the handy hot dog. But my female sense kept screaming at me that I needed what the boys had in their crotches.

I started to return the moves the boys put on me with my own female moves. Again, the white boys seemed to move away but the Black boys started to grab my ass cheeks and slip their tongues into my mouth.

Eventually, the Black boy who was the most aggressive of the Black alphas turned his attention to me. I knew of his power with girls, that he had copped the cherries of several Black girls. There were also rumors that two Black girls had to leave school because their bellies had begun to swell. Several girls warned me that if I went to bed with him, I would become his first white bitch. That just served to increase my itch in my horny pussy.

Then the day dawned when my body overruled my mind. He talked very sexy, telling me that after school his parents would be at work and his older brother would not be around. He asked me to come home with him after school so that we could make love. I noted: "a Black boy with a white girl?" He replied: "Yes, just as nature intended." I said yes and gave him a passionate open mouth kiss.

After school, we walked with our arms around each other. Arriving there, he took me upstairs to his bedroom. I excused myself to use the bathroom. While there, I stripped down to my birthday suit. Returning to his room, I found him nude on his back, his hard cock pointing straight up at the ceiling. I joined him in his bed, and we began to make out.

It got to the point he was above me looking down at me. My breasts were rising and falling, the nipples were as erect as big erasers. I spread my legs even wider I wanted his Black cock in my very wet white pussy. He got between my legs and began to rub his love tool over the wetness in my slit. He told me that he was going to put his cock in me and that I was going to be his woman, his bitch. And that everyone would know I was his. His cock began to slide into me, and I felt my pussy stretching out to accommodate his girth. He reached down and started to kiss me. Suddenly, he thrust into me, I felt a sharp pain as he destroyed my virginity, but I was happy as I knew that my pussy could handle any cock that was put in it. As he slid deeper into me, the pain was replaced with pleasure. He began to saw in and out, he was determined to be balls deep in me. Finally, he was all the way in me, and we were pubic hair against pubic hair. I felt my first ever orgasm hit me, and I wrapped my arms and legs around him. Crushing his pecs against my stiff nipples. He began the ancient movement in and out that would result in our bodies combining to make a baby. Continuous orgasms hit me. This continued until I felt his cock begin to swell up in me. I knew that he was about to impregnate me. All apprehension left me, and I wanted him to put his baby in me. He kissed me again and then said softly: "I am going to make you, my bitch. I will put a baby into you. Are you ready?" "Yes, oh yes, I am ready. Knock me up! Make a little white/black baby with me! Fill me with your bitch making seed!" I felt his cock explode inside me. Thick hot streams of Black sperm splattered against the inner walls of my now impregnated womb. If I am fertile, I will join the two Black girls and begin to develop a baby-bump in my belly. The walls of my pussy began to pulse in unison with his continuing cum streams. His head reared back, and a primal scream of sexual conquest and accomplishment escaped from his mouth. Then, both our bodies joined in having an intense, earth-shaking orgasm, our reward for making a baby.

I did not become pregnant, but I was hooked on having sex with and creating babies with aggressive Black alpha men. All women want to obtain deep sexual pleasure and give birth to the babies of alpha men. And Black Men are the ultimate in alpha men.

Black men and white women
 

I was always mystified by others telling me about black men and there size and how different they were than white men. I finally found out for myself at age 49. WOW....... Now I know Black MEN ARE SUPIOR to White cock in every way.

I so agree

there's nothing more erotic for me than a really dark man between my thighs...the contrast is a huge turn-on