Black Friday, pt II: Happy Nude Year!

Yo Hamster-ites!

Happy new year and such to you all!
I hope your holiday was stellar...mine sure was!

I really wasn't planning on sharing this one, but a) its just a quickie and b) making my previous blog post ("Black Friday") inspired it, so what the heck?

OK, as my standard disclaimer: if you haven't read the last one, you should do so now before reading this one:
http://xhamster.com/user/mandilou0303/posts/486927.html

in fact, I hope you've read them all and know my history:
http://xhamster.com/user/mandilou0303/blog/1.html


So I was once again back home visiting the folks for the holiday, just like I did for Thanksgiving (and the accompanying "Black Friday" adventures with Boog)...and since I had just posted that story here on this blog, I have to admit it was all VERY fresh on my mind especially since I was once again just a short drive away from being Across the River where Boog was! I just MAY have re-read my post and rubbed myself a bit re-living it all in my mind ;)

After the presents were all opened and such, there began the task of dealing with what needed to be returned/exchanged...and lo and behold, I had a couple of things that needed to go back to a specific store...the actual store it came from was over an hour away (gift was from an out-of-town relative), but there was another location I could return it to that was located in one of the malls ACROSS THE RIVER!

LOL, as soon as I realized that, I knew what I should...no, make that: HAD to do!

So I managed to buy myself some time away from the fam to return the item(s), saying that I was just going to run Across the River real quick, be back in time for dinner...of course, I'd already called the restaurant where Boog worked and coordinated with what time he was getting off work.

"Oh, he gets off at 4? Just tell him his ride home will be in the food court waiting on him...?

LOL, how innocent I sounded!
You should have seen how nervous and guilty I was acting in the food court waiting on him: twitching and crossing/re-crossing my legs, chewing my nails, constantly checking my phone...I was like a teenager on a first date!
But I couldn't help it; my Boog encounter was very fresh in my mind and images of our nasty fornication kept popping up in my head until I was in a haze of lust. And I needed some relief...

His eyes lit up when he saw me across the food court. I hadn't left my name with my message, so he didn't know WHO was coming to pick him up, and he looked pretty stunned to see it was me. He probably thought we were a one-time thing, and to be honest, so did I.

I don't have much of a rhyme or reason to my black dick encounters, and while I am a list-maker and strict planner by nature (its kind of my job, LOL), I tend to play it by ear when it comes to hook-ups. Sometimes I do a guy and never see him again...sometimes, depending on location, he may become a regular or semi-regular...or once a year...or once a quarter...or sometimes I get all obsessed and do him a bunch of times in a relatively short period of time and then maybe not ever again...I had honestly thought Boog wouldn't have tempted me the very next time I came home to visit, less than a full month later...but there I was, opening my arms to give him a hug and quick kiss!

I tried to once again imagine things from HIS point of view: getting off his shift washing dishes to see adorable and sexy ME there to greet him! What a surprise that must have been, and I relished seeing pure lust sweep across his face and replace the look of shock. Just hugging him innocently there in the food court and taking in his personal aura and smells brought back quick flashes of him on top of me, me on top of him, our bodies working against each other, how he tasted...

LOL, time to go! We hurried out the mall and to my car...

And didn't really say much on the short drive to his apartment. Really, wasn't much need for small talk...yes, we established that I was back in town for the holidays...didn't really need to discuss why I was there giving him a ride: that was pretty obvious. And we didn't need to look for a reason for me to come up to his apartment this time: I followed him right up as soon as I got the car switched off.

The door was barely closed behind us when I turned to throw myself up into his arms, our lips mashing together as we immediately began to make out passionately...I lifted one leg to wrap around his waist as he reached back to grip my butt cheeks to pull me against him and we began grinding against each other. His hands quickly slipped up inside my sweater, and I was quickly yanking my coat off my shoulders, followed by that sweater ripped over my head...

I had stepped out of my shoes, and had pulled off my trouser socks by stepping on them one at a time with the other foot and pulling...all while his big meaty hands were ripping my bra up over my breasts so he could roughly squeeze them...so yes, within a minute of stepping into his apartment I was already down to only my blue jeans, bare-chested and barefoot...oh, and I was also sliding down to my knees in front of him ;)

I had given his junk a perfunctory squeeze on the way down, and once I was on my knees I was tearing at his belt and jeans, quickly yanking them down to the floor and fishing in his boxers...his dick sprang out of them, nearly slapping me in the face, and I can only imagine how happy/appreciate/horny I must've looked to him as I gazed adoringly at that big black soup-can dick of his...

I immediately stuck it in my mouth, moaning appreciatively and looking up to look him and make sure HE was looking down and fully appreciating this moment as well. LOL, no surprise: he was! I locked eyes with him as I sucked him deeply, wanting him to see (as well as feel) how much I wanted him...he just stared down at me with that glazed semi-retarded look of his while I eye-fucked him...

"Don't. Have much. Time..." I managed to gurgle once I removed his dick from my lips for a quick gasp of air. I had promised my fam dinner just after 6 and that meant this had to be a quickie...but that was just what I had in mind...

He responded to this by yanking me to my feet and turning me around...I placed one hand on the arm of his now-familiar couch to brace myself as I reached back with my other hand to help him un-do my jeans...I wiggled my hips to help push them down to the floor and then quickly stepped out of them...yes, I was now naked with my backside to him and bending over his couch in front of him...I felt his thick fingers fumble at my wet opening, followed by something even thicker than his fingers and quite warm and throbbing pressing against my soaked pussy lips...

I went up on my tip-toes and...yup, his fat dick began sliding inside me...or was it more my pussy sliding down and impaling itself on his black soup can dick? 6 of one, 1/2 dozen of the other...

He dug his fingers into my waist, just above my hips and began slamming himself into me.
Oh. Em. Gee! Yes, exactly what I wanted!
Just 15 minutes earlier I had been tapping my foot in the food court waiting on him, and now I was bent over his couch while he fucked me from behind, our bodies making LOUD slapping sounds as he raised me up on my tip-toes with every thrust...it was almost business-like the way we were doing this standing doggie-style thing, and did I mention that it was LOUD?!? Like, a very ringing CLAPPING sound every time we collided, and a sharp squeal from me and a low gorilla grunt from him with every thrust...

After a few minutes of this very feral a****l humping, I had a sudden spasm...not exactly a full-blown orgasm, but a quick convulsion that caused my knees to buckle and my pussy to suddenly soak itself (not quite a "squirt" LOL)...these sudden movements pushed his dick out of me suddenly as I collapsed over the arm of his couch...

I turned to face him as I wiggled myself back over the arm and onto the seat of his couch, my legs spreading wide around him, my feet hooking behind him to urge him to follow me down and join me...and "join me" he did as he scrambled over the arm of the couch and on top of me, sticking his fat black dick back inside me again...I squealed at the sensation of being filled by Boog's thick black dick, especially when he buried it balls-deep and began wiggling his hips from side to side...

I pulled my legs back until my bare heels were resting on his shoulders and he began to screw me...I smashed the soles of my bare feet against that ugly moon-pie face of his, the sensation causing sharp ripples of pleasure to jet throughout my body, especially when he began licking at my soles...I had been wearing those socks all day, with the floor heater in my car going full-blast, so my soles were VERY moist and sweaty, and I knew they had to be pungent as I rubbed them across his face...once again, I don't think he was necessarily a foot guy, but he wasn't pushing them away either...

And it was that sensation: my moist soles pressed against his face while he filled me up with that black dick, his heavy hairy balls slapping my ass while I rubbed my clit...that caused me to get off. And I mean REALLY get off, no quick spasm like before...I dug my nails into his doughy ebony body as I came, probably leaving marks but also probably not caring if I did...

Once I had my orgasm, I was pretty much a puddle of jelly, Boog pressing my ankles back nearly to my ears as he continued to pound away at me...he kissed me, ungracefully shoving his tongue in my mouth, and I could actually taste where my sweaty feet had pressed all over his cheeks, in addition to the menthol cigarettes on his breath and the lingering mildew smell of dishwater that clung to him...

And naturally when Boog also finally came, he did it deep deep deep inside me, without first asking if that was OK or if I was protected, etc...LOL, I only wrapped my arms and legs tightly around him as he convulsed repeatedly and emptied what felt like a quart of his semen inside me...after our hearts finally slowed from jackhammer to normal pace, I rolled him off me and began getting dressed. I made no promises of when I might return for round 3 and he didn't ask...which is the perfect scenario for me ;)
And yes: I made it home in time for dinner, praying they couldn't smell Boog's crappy apartment or his body funk or his sex all over me...

So Boog was my last sex of 2015...and the first of 2016, you ask?

Well, I went to a party on SAT night...this was a post New Year's New Year's party (my actual New Year's Eve was actually pretty boring, in a good kind of way)...but SAT night was spent out with some friends + colleagues at a private event held in the middle of a very public place...I was wearing a LBD (little black dress), with black thigh-high stockings and black strappy heels. As the night wore on, I did my usual thing of nursing 2 drinks all evening (in between bottles of water), so that I was just loose enough without being anywhere close to inebriated. Its all about control, LOL!

But as my friends and co-party-goers began to get drunker as it got late (OK, actually early), it was easier for me to slip away from our private group unnoticed and mingle with the folks down at the dance club below us. It was a very, shall we say, "urban" crowd, and I immediately began having dirty thoughts and contemplating my first black dick of the very new year.

And to be honest, it really was about that easy: a generic hood-rat sort of black dude eventually approached me, offering to buy me a drink or engage me with a dance, and I thought to myself: "yep, you'll do..."

Instead of drinks or dancing, I instead suggested some fresh air...within minutes we were outside the building and within minutes after that we were getting into my car in the parking garage, and within minutes after that we were making out. What magic pick-up line did I use on him, you ask? Duh, I just leaned over and started kissing him! Works every time!

And within minutes of that, his hand is up inside my LBD and he's fingering me (OK, I MAY have guided his hand there) and I've pushed open the top of my dress so he can suck on my nipples...and I'm rubbing the lump in the front of his pants while my hips begin bucking furiously against his hand. Yes, it was mostly me making the magic happen, but I did manage to get myself off with his help.

After that, I expressed my gratitude in the form of unzipping his jeans and getting his hard black dick out...I had slipped my shoes off and did rub my damp black nylon arches up and down the shaft of his dick, both of us admiring the sight of that...and then I quickly switched positions so that my head was in his lap and... yeah, my lips around his dick.

YAY, first new black dick of 2016!
That yummy roast beef flavor swirling in my mouth and I began attacking him rather hungrily, not just his black dick, but also licking his balls and taint as well...lordy, I was so hungry for him I probably would've tossed his salad and sucked his toes if we hadn't been in a parking garage in the middle of downtown on a busy weekend night! So I managed to control myself somewhat and settled for slipping my hand down to massage his balls and taint, and down to his crack area while I sucked his dick...

Naturally this thug sort of fella seemed surprised when a well-put-together classy white white lady like myself began playing with his butthole while sucking his dick like I was dying of thirst...he began bucking and grunting and finally blew a MASSIVE load in my mouth while I simultaneously rubbed his balls with my thumb while my middle finger was 2nd-knuckle deep in his butthole...LOL~!

And I capped this off by mispronouncing his name while I was kicking him out of my car afterwards...LOL!
He wanted "dem digits" but I convinced him I was visiting from out-of-town and we'd probably never see each other again...dang, hope I don't run into him around town!

So that's my last interracial sex of 2015 and my first black dick to suck of 2016...so now let me cap this blog post off tonight by telling you about my first FUCK of 2016! Which was...TONIGHT! Just a few hours ago! In fact, haven't had a shower yet and still have his Negro sex scent all over my body!

No crazy chance encounters or crazy unexpected random hook-up with a stranger...this was a "regular" of mine, a local black college boy. He'd just gotten back into town this week, and I found myself getting a little antsy today at work...had some important stuff going on, and afterwards I couldn't help think I could use some "stress relief" and what better stress relief than having some young black dick stop by?

I worked late and he met me at my place afterwards. I excused myself to go "slip into something more comfortable" (LOL, sounds like something out of a sexy movie, right?) while he put some music on...of course he was soon in the doorway of my bedroom, watching me change out of my work clothes, something I know he likes to see...slipping out of my heels, peeling my tan pantyhose off, stepping out of my skirt, unbuttoning my blouse...sitting on the edge of my bed in my bra and panties, slowly putting lotion on my legs...all under his watchful and appreciative eye...

Finally slipping on a robe and joining him, listening to that gosh-awful whiney "slow jam" black music he'd put on...normally I don't cre for that kind of stuff, but in situations like this it DOES get me worked up...he knows me and what I like, going right for a foot massage...he is a foot guy himself, and I know this will have the same effect on him that it does on me...my maroon-tipped toes up on his lap as he rubs them, watching the lump in his pants grow, then my foot rubbing across it...my robe falling open and I wonder why I even bothered to put it on in the first place ;)

Then kissing, touching...him effortlessly lifting me up and carrying me to my bed, my arms around his neck and our lips staying locked even when he eased me down onto the mattress...me undressing him, marveling at his fine young sleek body...us tasting each other all over, from head to toe, my head swirling at the salty flavors of his musky ebony skin on my tongue...LOTS and LOTS of kissing in between, my pussy getting wetter and wetter while we tongue-fuck...he is familiar with the Mandi-Pedi and soon I am on my back with my legs spread, my feet up in his face so he can lick my soles and suck my toes while he fingers me, basically sitting on my face so I can lick his balls and suck every inch of his beautiful big black dick...

Which of course leads to regular 6ixty-9ining, him on top, then side-by-side, then me on top, humping his face while he fucks my mouth...which of course leads to: good ol' FUCKING! Him rolling me onto my back and climbing on between my legs, easing himself into me and grinding his dick inside me, my hands gripping his shoulders and my legs locked around his waist, all while continuing to make out passionately...wonderful glorious intense screwing: sweet but dirty, fast but slow, with that intense passion that can only be found between black men and white women...

All over the bed in all the usual positions (and a couple UNusual ones as well ha ha), stopping the intercourse occasionally so I can suck his dick, savoring all the flavors of ME on HIM...there was some doggie on the edge of the bed, us watching our bodies in the mirror over my dresser, as well as me on top riding as well as (my favorite) spooning...but mostly good ol' missionary SCREWING in the middle of the bed, just like a regular couple...well, if a regular couple was a well-built young black guy and a *slightly* (LOL) older white professional business lady who never ever dates black guys in public, but LOVES to have sex with them in private...

Yup, I got off and eventually so did he...but only after a very long and satisfying session of (dare I say it) love-making. OK, maybe not actual "love-making" since we're not in love, but the next best thing: very hot passionate interracial sex. He admitted I was his first sex of 2016 and I told him he was my first FUCK of 2016 as well, leaving out the Saturday night blow-job of a stranger. He finally left and I'm left sitting here in the after-glow, still nude with his sweat on my body (and his semen inside my pussy) as I type this up on my laptop...I'm going to take this as a good sign that 2016 will be a phenomenal year!

happy 2016 to you all!
Mandi