Innocent (Interracial Romance BWWM)

By Niema Jackson

College student Raven has always been warned away from white men by her parents, but she can’t help being curious. One day that curiosity gets the better of her and she gives in to her desires and she decides to give up her black cherry to a white man!

-All characters are over 18 and fictional-

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sasha Black
• Release date: Jul 22, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311557629

Niema Jackson

Niema Jackson is a strong, sexy black woman with a taste for white men. Try some of her interracial short stories out and enjoy riding the swirl!

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Innocent

(Taboo Interracial Romance BWWM)

by

Niema Jackson

Copyright 2015 Niema Jackson

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Innocent (Taboo Interracial Romance BWWM)

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***All characters are over 18 and fictional.***


I'm a good girl. I'm 19 years old, and I always do what I'm supposed to. I don't smoke or drink. I don't break the rules, and I always respect what my parents say.

My parents, especially my father, have a lot of rules. And his #1 rule is to stay away from white boys. They’re nothing but trouble and they only want to use and discard good black girls like me. I don't mind most of the time, but lately something has woken up in me.

My parents were out of town that day when I turned on the TV and started flipping through the channels when I came upon a dirty scene in a movie. The white man was cute with blond hair and blue eyes. He was laying on his back and the woman was sitting on top of him. This was far from the first time I’d seen two people screwing on TV, but this was the first time I’d seen a woman who looked like me with a white man.

Her skin was the color of rich milk chocolate, just like mine. Her bare breasts were tipped with dark brown nipples and they swayed as she bounced up and down on him. His pale hands were everywhere on her dark skin, stroking and touching. And for the first time, I couldn’t help but think about how badly I wanted to have a white man touch me like that.

The pace picked up on the screen. They both looked sweaty and the moans got louder and louder until they both yelled out. The woman slumped down on the man's body, gasping for breath.

Between my legs, I was dripping wet. I knew people watched things like the dirty