My White Girlfriend

Being one of six girls of a large hispanic family my coworker, an anglo single child of a divorced mom, seemed lonely to me. I invited her to my birthday party at my house. She was the only white person there, and she didn't speak spanish so I spent my party with her. At work she became my best friend and we were lunch partners and we hung out after work. Me being somewhat tanned she looked so white when she was with me.

I was with her at her apartment, I lived at my mom's, at her apartment we were alone. We really focused on her pale color compared to mine. Most people don't realize that brown people are always comparing their skin tone and I was really brown compared to her. I helped her out of her shirt and bra and we compared tits and nipples, touching and kissing and feeling each other up. Her nipples are pink like pencil erasers and mine big brown the size of quarters. But with my eyes closed her nipples felt as big as mine.

Once we were fully undressed we stood in front of the mirror, my bush dark and hers light brown, her open legs with pink inside my open legs very dark almost black. It felt strange kissing and hugging with a white girl. We slept together all night.

For the first time I realized how brown I am and how tender pale she is to me. But when you are in bed, the lights turned off, and you only want to make her feel how much you care you don't think about it, how pink her nipples are, how pink she's inside. All the other girls I've kissed are brown like me. If she were a boy they would accuse me of trying to lighten up my color, but now my sisters ask how I can want to be with her she's so white.