I just wanted to mention this commercial I saw last night on TV. It was by Heineken Beer. A white fellow is sitting with this lady of color(she appears Caribbean) and she is asleep
on his arm with her face away from him. Problem is his beer
is in the hand of that arm she has penned down.

In desperation, he whispers "I love you"....and she wakes to roll over and kiss him and smile sweetly. His arm and hand(with the beer) follows with her as they kiss....he passes the beer to his other free hand....and she rolls back to where was
to continue her nap. He smiles and continues to drink his beer.

Cute commercial.......look for it.

But the girl in the commercial is quite attractive too and this may be a new trend in mainstream commercials....addressing inter-racial relations in a more candid manner.

eDJ

[QUOTE=Quote (vector-red @ Dec. 07 2004,23:48)]i s it true what they say , that men of color are blessed below the waist ?  any examples ?[/QUOTE]
Well...

I am pretty thick down there.  My thumb and forefinger don't meet, and my thumb and middle finger are only barely on kissing terms.

Please form an orderly queue, ladies...

Persia, interesting how the guys you like are mostly black.  It's also nice that you don't apologise for that, in hindsight I don't know why I felt the need to apologise for white skin being attractive.

It IS; that's all there is to it.  But like you, I definitely don't find all white girls enticing; many are positively revolting, much like many black/brown girls are.

I'd say there's still a 'forbidden fruit' factor in my subconscious that gets very turned on by being with a white girl.  Consciously I'm thinking, "She's gorgeous, I love this!".

Subconciously I'm having the time of my life with a white girl.

This is all just so weird!!

Jaybee.

I guess you could call me white but for some reason most people consider me an "other" (which I hate cause it sounds so alien). Most of the men that I've been really attracted to are black. By far, I don't consider most black men my type or even attractive but the men I like are black 99% of the time. For some reason, the thought of a non-black man's penis is too weird for me. I don't know why but I've always been like this.

About 15 years ago I had a short affair with a woman of color and it really suprised both of us. We were coworkers at a computer company that involved tremendous hours of work. As we worked together over the months we became super friends and shared a lot of history with each other. The one thing we both had in common was that we were from Mississippi. Her growing experiences were much different from mine but in the end they were similiar.

She came from a middle class family with both parents happily married that emphasised education to their children. I had the same background. Growing up she said that it was taboo in her neighborhood to mix. Although she did she an occasonal black man with a white woman. When she did see this she became angry.

Both of us were married at the time but it ended up that we spent more time together at work than at home. We would often go out for drinks and sometimes dinner.

One night after a particular good day at work we went to happy hour and stayed far too long. We ended up dancing and rubbing against each other to the point that both of us let it get out of control.

We ended up having sex in my car (seemed like high school) which was difficult and not very confortable. The next day at work we were both a little sheepish about the eposide and did not mention it.

Later in the week we did begin to talk about it and how we had crossed some invisible barrier. We continued the conversation later that evening (again at happy hour) and ended up in a hotel. The sex was probably as good as it gets and we enjoyed not only the taboo aspect but the friendship seemed to have moved to another level.

This continued for a couple of months until she became pregnant (her husband's child) and we decided that enough was enough. We continued to work together for a couple of years until her husband was transfer and we lost contact.

She will always be on my mind.

Captn

Thaks Jaybee, I'll go lookin for that one later tonight.  

I've been looking at some of he scenes from Antigua in the lesser Antilles islands east of Jamaica.  Just wonder if I could get a satellite internet dish up for broadband on a place there to work from.  One can dream.....yet if ya can dream it ya can do it.  Imagine, my own clothing optional beach?

eDJ

I'm white and I love black people. I find nothing wrong with interracial relationships. I'd date a black woman any time. I love black women.

EDJ, I just wanted to thank you for the comprehensiveness of your post, and by extension the amount of time you spent on it.

I'm only sorry I haven't had the time to reply to the very good points within, but I will.

Little tip...if you like the women of the Pacific, try to download a music video called 'Rumpshaker'. In it, there's a dusky maiden in a orange bikini, knee-deep in the sea, playing a saxophone. She was one of the sexiest sights I've EVER seen. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

Just have a fresh tub of Vaseline nearby, you'd need it..

Jaybee.

Vector-red and Jaybee, don't worry about the flack....remember this is about fantasy in cyberspace....so if anyone flames you it's their problem not yours.  People have been constrained, controlled, and kept for so long down thru the centuries from pre government times in family/tribalalism that it is just a habit with many of todays unenlightened.
Overlords depended on keeping control over people utilizing such tools as race, creed, religion, nationality, and so on.
Yet all down thru the ages peoples minds were free to wonder,
regardless of their bodies being held in bondage to the lot they were born into.

Where I grew up there was a neighboring black community.  As guys we played sports together but frictions would immediately rise when men of color mingled or flirted with
white women.  At the time hardly any white guys would consider a woman of color.  In college a black friend of mine was married to a intelligent and  attractive woman of his own people.  We would be at sports events which she didn't care so much about and I took some time to ask her honest opinion about some things or black white issues.  I mentioned that were no right or wrong answers, but only her opinion based on things she had seen in life.

I asked what she thought of the "black white thing" and if she thought it was one sided.  I mentioned I couldn't recall seeing black women with white men where we lived but had heard that in larger cities it was more common.

She began to tell me that she thought it could be beautiful in theory but a lot of things would have to change before that equality was realized.  In her view the reason it was so one sided with black men and white women was the absence of black women having been shown as beautiful women or even desirable until the eighties.  White women were the world standard of beauty. Black men were traditionally denied them unless they were older, wealthy, powerful, and married foreign white women.  Where was the black woman shown in the media...not in too pretty a picutre.

When I asked her how she felt about it she replied, that as a black woman it hurts to see white women with their men as the guys act so stupid to have any white woman with them.
They have to put her in his car and drive up and down the streets of the black community honking and waving to all the bro's in the hood  so they see him with a white girl.  Most of them are some dumb little blue eyed bleach blond white girl right of the farm looking for some dangerous fun.  It would be different if they brought some white girl around who was the equal of many of the good, educated, worthwhile black women.  I just feel cheated and sold out by my own and feel worthless after awhile.  But it is growing up for the guys.

When I asked her if she would cross racial lines, she said she wouldn't want to unless she could an ethnic man of quality, but probably not white.  Just too many changes here in the USA for her with the black white thing.  I told her I appreciated her candor and honesty.  I hadn't realized what she was telling me to the extent she could define it.

I mentioned to her that I hadn't considered the black girls yet one had kind of hit on me once.  She was just as afraid as I, yet she sensed something about me she kinda liked.  I was nice to her and would continue to be nice, but she closed that window for intimacy when she realized I wasn't so quick to pursue it with her. Possibly not wishing to feel rejected.
I was only afraid to try it.

I've found that white guys and girls who are afraid of black/white or dark/lite issues tend to when they have the opportunity to mingle with Foreign people or Asians.  In my neighborhood a woman is married to a native American and they are a fine couple.

Personally I've always been enamored with certain Asian or Polynesian women.  When I had a computer class taught by a
Chinese American from Hawaii, we talked  for a bit at a coffee shop about women.  He asked if I knew any white girls with bone white skin and red hair with green eyes and lots of freckles.  I told him I thought they either hid themselves or had committed suicide around here.  Most of them here hated their looks and felt life was hopeless.  He made me promise him I would send him every one of them I met their email for penpal.  He would simply drop at the feet of these red heads.
He mentioned seeing some at the pool with these large inch square freckles on thier backs and much of their skin rusty with freckles.  He held it as the rarest of beauty in women.

He bet me I would like to come to Hawaii where all the women are dark with long black hair in hula skirts.  My heart did skip a few beats.  Then he waved his hand and said, aw they are a dime a dozen where I live.  They all look the same and I'm so burnt out with the sameness.  I laughted and went back to class from our break. But I did find him a few redheads who would penpal with him.

So, an Asian woman standing on a Pacific beach beside the cerulean waters foreshadowed by the feathery spines of the date palms will have to remain on my wall in the form of a calendar.  With the what if someday, or perhaps in another lifetime.  How I would enjoy swimming or surfing in the nude
with such a beauty. Or perhaps a South American Latino from
Brazil perhaps.  I would see myself as a porn writer there and spend time as an artist illustrator photographer, with her as my demimonde model.  Yes, my interracial fantasy.

eDJ

I'm of (East) Indian origin, and I can tell you, f***ing a white girl is EXTREMELY thrilling for me. I love it. I guess I shouldn't, because it seems a bit racist for a persons tint to be an attractant. I don't know why I'm feeling guilty about something that pulls me TOWARDS someone. Now, although I've seen some utterly fuckable non-white girls, I admit, a good white girl beats her good non-white counterpart

(Heavens, I'm going to catch some flak for this!!!)

but yeah, back to the topic, her milky white orbs in my hands, her blonde hair on my cheeks, her pink nipples between my teeth. Her blue eyes fluttering wide open with utter ecstasy as I plunge my brown self deep into her pink depths...

I guess I can soothe my conscience by remembering that there are plenty of white guys - and girls - who are attracted to other races in exactly the same way.

Jaybee.