My wife's black boyfriends
I don't know why my wife married me. Every other guy she ever slept with was black; I am white.
I had never asked her much about her past until several years after we got married. Then in a moment of passion I asked her who was the first guy she f*****, back in high school. She told me, and then volunteered that he was black. I asked if he had a big c*** and she laughed saying, "Why do you think I did it with him?"
A few months later she was telling me about a wedding she went to while she was in college. I asked her who she went with, and she told me, again volunteering he was black. After that I asked her one night to tell me about all of her past boyfriends, and she went through a surprisingly long list, all the time stroking my c***. I wasn't hearing a lot of Scandinavian or Italian names, so I asked her if they were all black. She said, "Oh, yes!"
I wasn't jealous or hurt- she had been honest with me after all- only mystified. I asked her, "If you have that strong a thing for black men, why did you marry me?" She shrugged, then put her arms around me and said, "I loved you the first time I laid eyes on you."