My White Teacher (Interracial Romance BWWM)

By Niema Jackson

College girl Jonelle flunks a huge test, but she knows one way she can buy herself a better grade. Her white professor has always had a taste for brown sugar, and he’s very willing to trade an A for a chance at her DDs. . .

-All characters are over 18 and fictional-

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sasha Black
• Release date: Jul 5, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310660863

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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My White Teacher

(Taboo Interracial Romance BWWM)

by

Niema Jackson


Copyright 2015 Niema Jackson

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My White Teacher (Taboo Interracial Romance BWWM)

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


I’d always been an overachiever. It wasn’t enough to get an A; I had to have an A+. I was dedicated. I was driven. I was going to go to Johns Hopkins and graduate at the top of my class. I was going to be a scientist and show everyone that just because I happened to be a black girl with big breasts and an ass to match didn’t mean I was stupid.

Neither the brain, nor the boobs ever helped me in Professor White’s class though. He loathed me from the first moment I walked into his class. Organic chemistry fascinated me with all the interesting chemicals and symbols, like a poisonous secret code. It was hard to learn when the Professor just seemed to hate me so much.

It was a new experience for me. I hungered to learn since I was in elementary school, so teachers had naturally liked me. I asked questions, I listened, I worked hard, and they rewarded me by respecting me. All except Professor White. To him I was a show-off and an irritating know-it-all. It didn’t matter if I was the only person in the class who knew the answer, my raised had was always ignored.

In the beginning, I wondered if he was racist and ignoring me because of my skin, but the four other black students in my class never received the same level of hateful treatment that I got. It wasn’t my skin color he hated; it was just me.

Getting into the best science program at my dream school meant I needed a perfect chemistry grade and a great recommendation from the teacher. At this point, it didn’t look like I was on track for either.

***

I had turned 18 yesterday, and decided to throw away caution for one night and go out with my friends. What started off innocently enough as a bonfire down by the lake ended up having some real consequences for me.

Come on Jonelle! my best friend Katie said, handing me a strawberry wine cooler. It’s your birthday. It won’t kill you to stay out late for one night!

My boyfriend Tyrone sat down next to me by the fire. Tyrone was captain of the football team and lusted after by all of the cheerleaders. He had these amazing deep brown eyes that made girls just throw their panties at him. The muscles didn’t hurt either. He looped his arm around my shoulder, casually brushing one of my breasts with his hand.

"Listen to her, J. You can