I'm actually part of both groups (even though I'm still technically a BBC virgin). I definately started out in group number 2. I was raised in a lower middle class predominantly white town and can even remember someone painting KKK on a mailbox down the street from my house when I was very, very young. I went to grade school where there was one (yes, one) black student in the entire school. It was just a very small catholic grade school. His mom was Puerto Rican and his Dad was black. He acted very white. When I moved on to high school I switched to a public school where the ratio was about 60/30/10 (white, black, hispanic), and many of the black guys were involved in gangs. I remember being hit on by a few black guys in high school and just really not knowing what to do or say... I think I was even a bit scared of them. I was athletic and proportionately thin at the time, but was told I had a "ghetto booty". I think one guy even went as far as to say he never knew a white girl could have such a big ass. Anyway, during and after high school I was in pretty serious relationships; I think I was only without a boyfriend for maybe 8 to 10 months between the end of high school and the beginning of college. I got pregnant and I married my husband when I was 21 years old. He's 11 years older than I am (I'm 32 now), and he actually went to the same high school that I did, but it was even worse there when he went... there were racial riots and everything. I believe there was even a white boy that was killed in a riot when my husband was there. Now that I'm really thinking about all of this objectively for the first time, I'm realizing that both my husband and I didn't really have a whole lot of choice but to be at least somewhat racist while growing up... I believe I actually had a conversation with my sister once about maybe 8 or 9 years back and declared I could never have sex with a black man.
So, fast forward to the present time and how I currently belong in group number 1... my husband and I have a family and have matured and have had more experiences in life; we realize that not all black people live and act like the ones that are near us logistically. As I got some jobs working in downtown Chicago, it really opened my eyes to all kinds of different people and races and for surely different ideas about blacks. There were actually black people that knew how to speak English!! (Sorry, it can get pretty bad where I live.) I still had (and admittedly probably still HAVE) my stereotypes about certain things. White women with black guys just seemed sooooo slutty to me. Just trashy... Awhile back, my husband started watching more IR porn, and that took away a lot of the taboo and the unknowns about black guys for me. He bought me a black dildo a few years ago, which still surprised me quite a bit. I still never had thoughts about actually having sex with another man, much less a black man... it just wasn't a possibility (being married and faithful), nor was it necessary; my husband is right smack in the middle of average sized, and we have great sex. But, I enjoy being filled by my black dildo a lot, and the more we watched IR porn, the less I desired to see white cock. I wanted to see big black ones... My husband told me a couple months ago that he would like to see ME get stretched by a big black cock! After the very initial shock, very slight embarassment, and thoughts about the general badness of it all, I tossed it around in my head... would I, could I, get pounded by a black man? A black man? Almost immediately, I knew the answer was yes. And the fact that my husband wanted it as well, made it even more fun. After some heated discussions and heated sex, it was made clear to me that he would really allow me to have sex with a black man or men. It enters our conversations daily, and now I'm pretty actively searching for my first real attraction and hot sex with a black man. Now, I want to be the white slut with the black guy.
