I'm a white girl and I love black guys. I love any guy, white or black or Hispanic, who exudes confidence and takes care of his body is handsome and thinks I'm pretty. The rest is all learned through experience. You never know for sure if a thug is really a sweetheart or if a preppy white jock is a closet pervert until you jump in and take him home. I'm always open to learning more about any man that pushes my buttons and makes me tingle because white or black, he could turn out to be my perfect man. So far, none have proven themselves worthy of me which would include men from a variety of backgrounds and races. Black athletes, Hispanic entrepreneurs, white business men, and one Greek restauranteur. All in all dozens of men have caught my eye and been given opportunities to show me how awesome they are yet I'm still looking. That said, I've dated a great many black men who were drop dead marriage material but for minor issues such as a family who couldn't accept a white girl daughter or him cheating or other stupid things. Black men in general, not all, are very hot, attentive, passionate lovers with style and swag and everything a girl could want in a man. White guys, I think, are in general less passionate and more focused on how they're perceived by others by having a hot girl on their arm. They think a good job and a cute wife equals success in the eyes of the community. They seem to be more interested in how I make them look rather than how they can please me. Black guys leave all that status BS aside and just focus on me, what I'm wearing, how great my body looks, how sexy my makeup is, and just ooze sexuality and physical attraction. They, mostly, without much effort, make me feel like I'm the most beautiful woman in the world. What's not to love?