Sexy Sunday - Blasian: Birthday Evening

     This story's going to be kinda short due to lack of time. I'll do a longer story next week.
     My birthday night dinner with Blasian started with an amazing dinner in midtown Manhattan. I will always say that the way to a man's heart is through a prime rib steak....unless you're a vegan; in which case, you're not a man (just kidding. Calm down. It's just a joke). After dinner, it was back to the E 14th Street apartment. I had already texted the other fellas that I was using the apartment that night for my birthday festivities so I knew Blasian and I would have the whole place to ourselves.
     It looked like Blasian had a long day so I did the gentlemanly thing and drew her a bubble bath. I should talk about this bathtub for a second because I'm in love with this thing. First off, it's an oversized tub. Apparently, the former owners of the apartment were really tall and had this tub made. Second, it's a claw foot porcelain tub built for 2. How awesome is that? We had thought about putting in gold faucets but then, that would be too Jay-Z / Kanye West stupid waste of money and sanity. Oh and the toilet has its own room so you don't have to wait to take a shower or bath while someone else is using the toilet. Classy.
     Anyway, I went to the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of red wine and two glasses (chilled cause I'm classy like that), and went back to the bathtub. I got undressed and got into the tub. Blasian got in after me; her nude body lying in front of me, resting its back on my chest. I gave her a back massage while she sipped her champagne. I love these moments with her. We snuggle and talk business. I feast on her ears and neck. She feels my cock getting hard against the small of her back. It's a win win situation.
     After some time of heavy petting and kissing, Blasian turned around and faced me. She grabbed my cock, gave it a few strokes, and guided it inside of her. She slowly started grinding on it, getting it deeper and deeper inside of her. She wanted some slow, deep loving and I was ready for her. Blasian grabbed my hands and put them over my head. She looked into my eyes and continued going up and down on it. Her breath got quicker. Her moans got louder and louder.
     I love looking at her face while she's riding. She makes the best sex faces. Blasian also makes her lips quiver. This night was no different. Blasian really needed some deep, slow cock. I let her control the situation. While she was riding, I kept thinking thinking how lucky I was to continue being able to make love to this vision of beauty.
     After a while, Blasian's legs started shaking and she started screaming. Soon, she came deep onto my cock, making her pussy muscles clench down onto it. Her head tilted back. I broke free of her lock on my hands and grabbed her her waist so that I could feel her body cum while I sucked on her nipples.
     The evening was spent with about an hour or so of sex in the tub with her on top and myself on top. Also with her in doggie style in the tub. Then, it was to the bed for more. We had sex for about 6 hours and used every piece of furniture in the bedroom. I also had her against the window while we looked at the Manhattan skyline. A great woman and a great time.
    

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She Jay: Birthday Lunch Part 2

     After She Jay had finished milking my cock with her mouth, she got up, stripped off (finally) her clothes to unveil her perfect Asian body with perky nipples and proportinately sized breasts. She stood on the couch over my body and positioned her pussy in front of my face. "Lick my kitty kat, daddy, while your cock gets ready for round 2". With my hands still handcuffed behind my head, she grabbed my head with both hands, moved it towards her pussy, slammed her pussy onto my mouth, and started grinding it onto my face.
     As she grinded her hips onto my mouth, my tongue started darting around her clit and eventually onto her pussy lips. Her voice directed the movements. "Oooohhhh, that's it baby. Put that tongue right there. Faster. Faster baby. Come on, daddy. Make it wet. That's it. I can feel my juices going baby. You do that to me, daddy. Don't fuckin stop, daddy. Make my kitty kat purr, daddy. Fuck it with your tongue, daddy. Give me that tongue, daddy". After a few minutes of this, I could tell my tongue was doing its job on her. "Damn, my pussy's ready to fuck you now, daddy" she said. That was a good thing because my cock was hard again and ready for more action.
     She slid off my face and squatted down over my now erect cock. "No condom, baby. I want to feel it inside me" and with that, she slid my cock into her pussy. Her pussy sucked onto my shaft and gripped it for dear life. Her wetness surrounded my love pipe as her juices dripped down her slender legs. She straddled my waist with her legs, leaned forward, grabbed my handcuffed hands behind my head for leverage, and started riding my cock. Her breasts bounced in front of my face, taunting me to taste them when I couldn't. She was moving too fast up and down for me to spend any quality time licking them.
     She Jay slammed her hips up and down furiously, like a woman possessed. I was out of control again, huffing and puffing, trying hard to last and not give up all of my cum. After all, I still had plans with Blasian that night. I had to try to save some of my cum for her, even though She Jay was hell bent and determined to take what she wanted. "Fuck daddy. Your cock feels so good in my pussy. Feel how wet it is for you, baby. You like that tight little pussy fucking you right, the way a fucking woman should? Cum in me, daddy. Give your baby doll that cum. Cum bitch. Cum for mommy. Ugh. Fuck. Shit. Fuck it daddy. Fuck it hard. FUCK ME DADDY!!!! FUCK ME!!!"
     I tried keeping up with her thrust but to no avail. She was going to get hers, with or without my help. I decided to continue to let myself go with the feeling. Just then, her legs started to tighten up and quake. "I'm cumming daddy. I'm cumming" she cried out as her grip tightened around my hands and her pussy threatened to rip my cock off. She shook as wave after wave overtook her. As she spazzed out onto my body, my motions got the better of me. I get out a grunt, jerked upwards, and released load after load of my cum into her wet pussy. Each shot went up into her waiting geyser. She smiled and laughed as I screamed out in painful pleasure; half enjoying and regretting her victory of getting my cum inside her.
     She grinded her hips more onto me, milking what was left of my cum. Her pussy muscles condensed down onto my cock and milked every drop out of it. Then, She Jay got off of my cock, bent down, and started sucking the rest of my cum out of my cock with her mouth, tasting her juices with mine. "Damn baby, that tastes good" she said, then finished up, got off of me, and got dressed while I tried to gather my strength after my amazing lover had just finished pile driving my shaft out of existance. She grabbed the handcuff key, leaned over me, and undid my handcuffs. As I got my clothes back on, She Jay said "Oh, I almost forgot". She reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a bag from a local deli. "Happy birthday, daddy. Bacon, lettuce, and tomato on flatbread, just the way you like it" she said, handing me the bag. Damn, this girl knows how to make a man feel good.

Sexy Sunday - She Jay: Birthday Lunch Part 1

     Right around lunch midday on my birthday, I received a text from She Jay that read "1 hour. Yours. Basement. The Spot." Since I was in my office building, I knew what that meant. At the appropriate time, I told my workers that I was heading out of the building for lunch and wouldn't be back for at least an hour. Then, off I went to the elevator.
     "The Spot" that She Jay referred to was the janitor's room in the basement. It's a semi open secret in the building that guys sometimes take their women down to the basement in order to fuck their secretaries, mistresses, or whatever during the day (it's a type A personality / Alpha Dog type of building that my new business is in so that sort of thing goes on all the time). Very few people there have what I have, though: a key to the janitor's room.
*Quick side note - always ALWAYS be nice to the soldiers in an army; never the officers. That means be genuinely nice (not that smarmy fake nice that a lot of people do) to bartenders, waitresses, salespeople, and janitors. Not only do they work hard and deserve your respect for doing their jobs, they also will do nice things for you. In this particular case, when I first moved the business to the building, I became friends with the janitors, slipped the main janitor a $100.00 bill and he gave me not only first dibs on any favors or items that came through the building but he also gave me a key to his private office in the basement. The janitorial staff has its own room in another part of the building but this guy has his own private spot, which he pimped out since he works the evening shift and no one else does. I had taken She Jay down there for some midday sex on a few occasions so she knew where it was. I walked out of the elevator and to a door tucked out of the way of the general public that lead to the basement. I opened it up and headed down the appropriately lit hallway.
     When I turned a corner to the office, my Asian delight She Jay was already waiting. She had on a long winter jacket and a ladies black business dress with a white blouse so that no one would question why she was in the building. "You're late" she said, smiling and wiggling as she did. I hugged and kissed her passionately, then said (as I opened the janitor's office) "no, you're early". "I know, baby. I just couldn't wait to give you your birthday gift". "Really", I said as I quickly shut and locked the door behind us and surveyed the office.
     The office was decent sized for a janitor's place. It was probably around40' x 20' with the usual chemical supplies, mops, and brooms that janitors use. It also had an old tv, dvd player,  steel desk, and black leather executive couch; all of which I had given him when we did our office remodel back last year. That's how I got the key to his place. I also gave him the money to sweeten the deal and for his discretion. I sat on the couch and very quickly turned my attention back to She Jay, who had already slipped off her jacket and had tossed it on the floor directly in front of my feet like a pillow.
     "Now, what gift would this be, since I didn't notce any boxes in your hands, hmmm?" I coyly said, expecting her to strip in front of me. "This" she said and pulled out a pair of handcuffs from her skirt pocket. "Hands behind your head, bitch" she commanded. I did what she told me. As my hands went behind my head, She Jay straddled my waist with her legs, leaned over, and clamped the cold steel onto my wrists. "Stay there like a good little buy and enjoy your present" she said as she got off of me and went down on her knees on top of her coat ("So THAT'S why she threw it in front of me" I quickly thought).
     She unbuckled my belt and in one quick movement (with an assist from me quickly raising myself off of the couch) she pulled down my pants and underwear and had them down around my ankles. Then, with her right hand, she started stroking my cock. She spit on my cock and worked her hand up and down my growing shaft in order to lube it up while her mouth started working on the head. Her tongue made wild movements on the lip of my head, making the nerve endings dance while she teased and taunted my cock with her mouth and her breath. She slowing licked my shaft, then made her way to my balls and licked and sucked them.
     I lay against the couch with my hands still behind my head, letting myself go. I started swearing, grunting and groaning like a primate. "Oh shit, fuck, damn bitch, and motherfucker" were heard coming from my mouth at various intervals of my pleasurable torture. She knew I was almost ready so she went for the quick kill. She took her thumb and index finger on her right hand, put them in a circle around my shaft, then quickly started moving them up and down my shaft like a jackhammer, making sure they hit the lip of my head with each upward motion, while her tongue and lips sucked and licked the tip of my cock.
     I completely lost it. I started screaming and grunting until soon after, I shot a huge load of cum into her mouth. A nice gob came out of She Jay's mouth and started dripping down her index finger. She quickly swallowed the cum that was already fed into her mouth, then slurped the cum that escaped onto her finger into her mouth and swallowed it all; all while my body kept jerking upwards, releasing all of its cum. I collapsed into the couch. "Damn girl. That is quite possibly the best blow job I've ever had" I said, inbetween my futile gasps for air. "Thank you baby" she said "but I'm not done with you yet".....

Sunday Sexy - Columbiana: Birthday Morning

     A few weeks ago was my birthday. I started off the day the same way I had ended it the night before: with a beautiful woman. My birthday coincided perfectly with Columbiana staying overnight in the city on layover from her flight attendant duties. She got into town a little late (a bad flight, full of tourists, turbulance, and low cloud cover). When she got in, she called me and told me to meet her at the hotel. She usually stays in a hotel in midtown, a little further up in the Times Square area. When she got in, all she really wanted to do is relax. I poured her a drink, ran a bath, and poured in some bubble bath (I know what she likes, since I've been fucking her for over a year now). We cuddled in the bathtub until she was almost asleep. Then, I got her out of the tub, dried her off, carried her over to the bed, and laid her down. I laid beside her, pulled over the covers, and cuddled and carressed her until she fell asleep in my arms.
     Now, it was morning. My birthday morning. I woke up to a warm feeling and a slurping noise. I shot up startled; only to realize what was going on, then fell back in he bed and enjoyed. Columbiana was waking me up by giving me a blowjob. I laid back, put my hands behind my head, and enjoyed feeling her mouth guide itself up and down my growing shaft. Columbiana has a way with her tongue, letting it swirl around the head of my cock.
     "Good morning lover. Happy birthday" she cooed. She stroked my cock hard, making it rise to its full attention. "I didn't get to fuck you last night. I want you to take me any way you want me. Use me baby. Treat me like a fuck toy. I'm your present today. Fuck me hard baby". Little did she know that later that night after she had flown back to Columbia for her airline, Blasian was going to come by my place for a birthday fuck. Details details. The woman said fuck her like a fuck toy. Time to have my way.
     I pulled her off her blowjob duties and threw her onto the bed on her back. "Spread your fucking legs" I demanded, stroking my cock, getting it ready to thrust inside of her. "Yes sir" she said and spread her legs, unveiling her glory to me. I slid my cock slowly inside her and grabbed her long hair. I started thrust into her hard, grunting like a primate. "That's it bitch", she said. "Take me. Fuck me hard, motherfucker. Make me scream. Make me feel it". That only got me hotter and harder. I took my birthday present and fucked her harder. Columbiana started moaning at first. Then, her moans turned into screams.
     She wrapped her strong thighs around me, making me go even harder. "Bang that pussy, baby. Work it. It's yours. Take it. Take it, baby. Make me cum". I grabbed her hair tighter, pulling her head back as I thrusted my body harder and harder into her. I could feel her muscles tensing up as she screamed like a banshee. I could tell she was getting close. I kept at it, making the bed slam into the wall repeatedly. Chips of paint from the sheer force of our fucking began to come off the wall by the bedposts. I could've cared less. I was going to make my trophy cum and cum hard. Soon enough, she did. She grabbed my ass, dug her nails in, and alternated between gasping for air, twitching her body around from the force of her orgasm, and screaming.
    As the screams subsided, my ego full of pride for another job well done. I mentally held her up as another trophy won; a hunter's prey felled, mounted, and stuffed on my wall. I celebrated my victory by shooting my load deep inside of her, letting it coat her insides. I then fell on top of her. "Damn girl. That's why I love fucking you so much". "I know baby" she said. "That's why I keep fucking you".

Update

     People of Earth,
Hopefully, everybody had a good and safe holiday season. I know I did. I had my birthday during it, which was celebrated with lots of sex. The same thing with New Years. I'll be putting up those stories as time goes on. I also joined a new gym early last month. It's one of those higher income gyms with trophy wives looking for a good time. It's already paid off with a few encounters. Those stories will be up as well.
Thanks to those who voted in last month's poll. By an overwhelming margin, people have slept with someone outside of their own race, which is what I had figured. Maybe it shows hope for the future. I haven't thought up a new poll for this month but that concludes the racial questions. Thanks for indulging my curiousity.
Starting this month, I'm adding more videos. I'm bring back masturbation, interracial, gay, lesbian, threesome, blowjob, MILF, and amateur. Hope everybody enjoys them.

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY EDDI HASKELL

Happy Anniversary to my friend Eddi Haskell, the Best Blogger in Second Life.
Its the 3rd anniversary of his blog.

Hope you and Jago have a great celebration and thanks for all the support you've given me.

Poll Results

Last month, I put up a poll question that asked if race plays a factor in who you have sex with. As a quick P.S., since someone apparently took offense that I even asked the question, this post from last month (http://amorousebonychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/black-fetish.html) about Sarah Palin having sex with Glen Rice and American media reaction to it (along with normal folk's reaction to it and my own experiences with race and sex) is the one that kicked off this conversation. Back to the poll results.
The final total was YES - 10 and NO - 20. One third of people consider race in who they sleep with. Very interesting. This month, I'm going to delve deeper into the topic. The poll question (which is on the right side of the page) is the following: Have you slept with people of your own race or with different races?

If you've read enough of this blog, you know that I'm a virtual United Nations when it comes to which women I sleep with. I don't think I've missed one, which now scratches them all off my sexual bucket list. I'm curious as to who you guys like, though. Note that the question isn't about which races you WANT to have sex with. I'm not looking to find out about your Black Man sexual fantasies or whatever (that'll be next month's poll hehe). As usual, be honest with your answer. Oh and I'm not talking nationality, for the European crowd. I'm not talking about British people who've slept with French people (lucky you if you have, though. French women are Hot!!).

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My Sexual Sides

     Someone asked me once why I don't just stick to one woman. First off, it's because I've never seen one to settle for anything. I always want the best so if that means that I have to search for it, then I search for it. If I never find "the one" then oh well. Besides, I don't think that I'm "settle down" material. I tend to concentrate on myself and what I want to accomplish.
     This is probably why I have more than one fuck buddy. Blasian fills my "classy yet raunchy" side. She's someone I can take anywhere and not have to explain things to. She's passionate and loves sex. Plus, she loves threesomes with Fiona, who is Italian fire. Fiona's just the right amount of sexy and slutty.
     Goth is for my very dark side. She's the mistress of kink. I can get rough with her and she can get rough with me. There's a lot of trust between the two of us, as there has to be when it comes to bondage.
     Emma's a bundle of youthful passion and energy. She's fun to fuck. Plus, she loves to have sex everywhere so she takes care of my exhibitionist side.
     She Jay and Columbia are there because they're fun. I love being with them. Plus, they're involved with others so they're not around a lot. When they are, though, they're a great time. Now, if I could get all of these women wrapped up into one person, I'd settle down. It won't ever happen but I'm enjoying the search.

Black Fetish

     A couple weeks ago, there was a story that came out about 2008 Republican vice presidential candidate Sarah Palin. Apparently, there's an unauthorized biography (I've always hated those. It's just people trashing other people for money) about her, in which the biographer claims that Sarah had a one night stand in 1987 with (at that time college) basketball superstar Glen Rice (the story has since been confirmed by Glen Rice, if I'm to believe the media).
     For those nonbasketball fans out there, during the early part of the college basketball season, Alaska hosts a yearly tournament called the Great Alaskan Shootout. The story went that Sarah had sex with Glen Rice while she was a sports reporter for an Alaskan television station and Glen was playing for the University of Michigan.
     I bring this story up not to bash or to make fun of Sarah Palin (in full disclosure, to say that I'm NOT her biggest fan would be a huge understatement) or any perceived hypocrisy on her part for some of the things she may or may not have said over the years. I bring this up because of a line that I read in the first article that I saw when this story broke. The "reporter" supposedly quotes someone who said "Sarah and her sisters had a fetish for Black guys for a while". Either there are more Black guys in Alaska than I figured or the Palin family got their "Black fetish" on during the tournament.
     This lead me to recall the times that I've been told that a woman is only sleeping with me because I'm Black and that she only wants to have sex with a Black guy to get it out of her system (this happens to me on the regular when I go to Vegas but I'll tell those stories at another time). I suppose that they choose me because I'm a pretty clean cut guy and that I come from a middle class background and therefore, safe to fuck. That or because of the way media builds up the myth of the Black male as a "thug" lover with the huge cock who will rough you up (see virtually any interracial porn video if you really have no clue as to what I'm talking about).
    Now, I will admit to being rough and thuglike sometimes when I want to be and (as my photos on other pages show) I'm not exactly small when it comes to penis size. However, I love and have all kinds of sex. Sometimes it's rough, sometimes it's kinky and sometimes it's seductive and loving. I've never been with a certain race because I have a "fetish" for them. As regular and long time readers know, I'm pretty much equal opportunity when it comes to women. Right now, I'm with a regular United Nations of women: Black, Asian, Italian, and Colombian. I sleep with women in spite of race, not because of it.
     However, I've also had women say that they won't sleep with me because they don't "do" Black guys. That's the "you can fuck one of them but don't ever marry one of them" mentality. For some people, it's a "rebellious" act to sleep with someone from another race when you're young in order to piss off your parents or whoever (much like smoking, drinking, staying out late). However, you get it out of your system and fall back to the confines of whatever your social group deems is "acceptable behavior". At least, that's what some people think.
     This does make me curious about my readers, though. Therefore, I'm going to do a poll in the right column. Answer truthfully since it's anonymous. Who here sleeps or doesn't sleep with someone because of their race? Is it because you were attracted to them or was it a "fetish" to mark off your to do list? Feel free to leave comments here, too because I'm really curious.

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What I've figured out...Thanks to Cande & Johanna

I'm going to be honest with you. For the longest time, this blog felt like a chore. It was one more thing that I had to do in my already overwhelmed week. That was especially true when I was putting up different songs, videos, clips, etc, so I took a break. I went out, enjoyed myself, went to Vegas on business a couple of times.

When I came back, I only had thoughts of writing only a few times but I kept up with other people's blogs, mainly thanks to Google Reader. There were 2 blogs that I especially love that I've probably spoken of more than a few times. The first (and I must say, my absolute favorite) is Secret Diary of an Online Stripper by Cande. When we last left Cande, she had managed to finally bed the guy she was having a long distance online relationship with & also had managed to somehow avoid temptation from another man; all while watching her relationship with her boyfriend take more twists & turns than a Formula One race track. Then, she went on a summer vacation (lucky Europeans with their long vacations). I found that I missed her blog....a lot. This is one very sexy lady who does not hold back; at least, not online. I found myself asking "what if she doesn't come back?" I was very happy when she came back to blogging once the vacation was over a couple months later. She doesn't write as much as she used to but even if it's once a week, I'll take it. I need her blog in my life.

My other favorite blog   doesn't have such a happy ending. It's  Orgasms of Johanna by Johanna. She's decided to end her blog. While I see the need for her to have it come to a conclusion, I'm sad to see it go. Blogs sometimes are like friends going through online soap operas. You always want to know what happens next & isn't that the definition of a good blog? The fact that there are real people behind them with real emotions makes in get under your skin.

Anyway, Cande, who also followed Johanna, wrote about it on her blog post & wrote something profound about the blogs being friends, which I took to heart. I miss writing my sex stories for this blog. I don't brag about my sex life in real life. In fact, I like to keep that part of me as quiet as possible. It's to the point that certain people in my life are beginning to ownder if I'm gay because I haven't had a steady girlfriend in a while (actually, my mother's wondering but I'm thinking that she wouldn't want to meet most of the women I sleep with). I guess, if I'm going to analyze myself here, that this blog just feeds my ego & I need a place to put this all down. I'm at the point where I honestly don't care who reads it or if it even gets read or commented on, to be honest. I'm just going to be selfish about it & write it just for myself. No more porn clips or movie or music choices; just my stories. OK, maybe an occasional clip or two. So thanks Cande (yes, I know your real name but you know I'd never use it here) for unintentionally reminding me why I started writing this blog almost 2 years ago & thanks for the memories Johanna. You will be greatly missed & I wish you much luck on your journeys.

Vacation

Kids, I'm doing the vacation thing so no updates until next weekend. Enjoy the week!!!

Fubar

Some people have been wondering why I haven't been on Twitter (twitter.com/ebonypanther for those not in the know) lately. I've actually been stuck on this web site Fubar.com. It basically works like a virtual bar. You buy virtual drinks, get people to like you, and you like them back. The more gifts you give, the more points you get, and the higher your point level goes (with perks, to boot).

The funny thing is that, from what I've noticed, people don't really talk to each other. They just seem to give gifts back and forth. It's kinda weird. There are lounges to visit so maybe I'll go in there to see what's what. Overall, though, an enjoyable experience. If you join and you want to look me up, I'm ebony panther on there, too.

Monday Posts

Happy Monday. Last week of work for me before I go on vacation. In the meantime, here are today's posts. There are amateur and interracial videos. There are nude photos of men. The woman of the week is the woman who was supposed to be married at this moment to Hugh Hefner: Crystal Harris. The TMI question concerns high school. Seize the day, people!

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Sunday Posts

Sunday funday. Here are the updates. There's amateur videos. There are male sex and couples photos. There's a sexy gif and the TMI question is about fit women. Seize the day, people!

Friday Posts

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Thursday Posts

Ah Thursday. One day closer to the weekend. Make it a fun and productive day. Hopefully, these posts will help you enjoy your day. We have the usual daily posts. Plus, there are anal videos. The celebrity sex tape video this week is Czech model and Playboy model Veronika Zemanova. The erotic music this week is Damage.  The TMI question today is what do I use to set the mood. Seize the day, people!!

Hump Day Posts

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Tuesday Posts

Tuesday. A day that used to be exciting because it was a day when new music got released. Now, it's a day when I say "well, at least it's not Monday". On to the posts.

We have our usual daily stuff, plus rough sex videos. The female porn star of the week is Ginger Lee: a woman who's been in the news lately because of a certain Congressman. Also, today's TMI question is what are my biggest turn offs. Seize the day, people!

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