I've Decided...

     I'm sorry for my lack of blogging. I had no idea that people were hooked on my blog. The business is coming along nicely. We have some new clients & there will be much traveling. I'm not complaining, though. It means that maybe things are slowly turning around with the economy.
     What this mainly means is that I have now carved out some time each week so that I can write this blog. I figure I should probably be able to write somewhere between 5 - 7 posts a week for the forseeable future.
     I've also decided to reintroduce myself to the blog; meaning that I'll probably be either rerunning certain blogs from when I first started blogging a year ago (one year already? Damn!!) or simply updating some of the posts. The reason is because there are a lot of people who either joined only a few months ago or haven't looked at the earlier posts. Plus, I think some of those posts better explain why I do what I do & who I am.

Panther's New Jungle

     It's been a very busy summer, as I've said in certain quick posts. However, all plans are now in place. I've gotten a promotion of sorts in my job...sort of. I've left my other company & have started a new company with 3 partners creating content & promotion for the nightclubs & hotels.
     What this means to the blog. Well....
1. More traveling to Las Vegas, South Beach, & LA for conferences & mettings, which means more opportunities to meet more women.
2. A new office in midtown Manhattan with a view & a couch in the office & a long conference room table. I will definitely be breaking in both sooner rather than later.
3. I'm moving. I was going to move to Chicago, in order to make traveling to LA & New York easier but I've decided to hold off for a couple years, in order to build up the business. I'm moving to a better apartment, though, here in NYC. I'm going into a nice 1 bedroom in midtown that I got a good deal on. It doesn't have as nice a view as the office but it's not bad. I think there are a few celebrities who live nearby so it'll be fun to see if I know anybody.
4. Our office has a deal with a new upscale gym so that means more opportunities to meet more women.
5. It may less time spent in nightclubs doing business & more time in nightclubs partying, if I want to. That's a nice change of pace.
6. It means more or less time to blog; I'm not sure which at the moment. If you want to strike up a conversation & tell each other stories, email me at ebonypanther@gmail.com. I like telling the stories to one person at a time. It's more intimate than just a post to hundreds of anonymous people.

Much delayed Valentine's Day story - part 1

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NYC: Emma - The Stairway

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     After our elevator fun, Emma & I made our way to her apartment, where we fucked for a few rounds. Even after all of that, I still wasn't close to being spent. Persuaded by that, being extremely horny, having already downed a bottle of champagne, & it being only 4 in the morning, I decided we needed to fuck in a couple more public places.
     I grabbed a beach towel & another bottle of champagne, took Emma by the hand, walked out naked to the hallway, closed the door behind her, put her up against the wall, & made out with her. At any time, one of her neighbors could've come out of their apartments but we were too liquored up to care. Besides, I love being watched. I love all eyes on me, seeing my muscles clenching & contracting as I'm pleasuring another woman.
     After a few minutes against the wall, we made our way to the stairwell that leads to the roof. We opened the door, walked in, closed the door behind us, & started walking the 32 flights to the rooftop. Before we had even gotten a half a flight up, Emma put me against the wall & started kissing me. Our hands were all over each other. She started stroking my cock, getting it hard.
     Emma bent down, took my balls, & started rubbing them while her mouth started sucking the head of my cock. I started grunting loudly while she sucked & licked up & down the shaft. I could feel my cum started to build an eruption.I caressed her hair as her mouth expertly went about its duties.
     Finally, I stopped her from sucking the cum out of me. I was ready to explode but wanted to put it in her, like I had down all morning. I stood her up, turned her around, then bent her forward, & put her down on all fours, with her facing the stairs going up. I split apart her ass, grabbed my cock, & guided it into her hole. Emma backed her ass right onto it like the champ that she is & started fucking me hard. I knelt there for a minute, watching her round ass plowing back & forth onto my cock. Then, I grabbed her waist & started matching her thrusts.
     Her moans became louder & louder. I'm sure people heard us but we could've cared less. We kept fucking each other hard, fast, & angrily, each wanting the other to get off first. Emma's ass suddenly tightened around my cock, putting a stranglehold on it while the rest of her body came & shook. I released my load into her very soon afterwards. We stopped for a minute while I pulled out of her, letting her catch her breath. Then, I grabbed the towel, took a swig from the bottle of champagne, & we both headed up the rest of the flight to the rooftop.

My Biggest Celebrity Crush

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I have been in love with Janet Jackson since I first saw her on the Jacksons Variety Show way back in the 70s, when I was, like, 10 years old. I watched Good Times because of her. I watched Fame because of her. Hell, I even bought her first album with Dream Street on it & trust me, that album sucked. If she walked into a room or called & said "you, me, let's go" I'd be there in a heartbeat. I don't care if I'm married for years at that point.
To this date, I still hold a serious grudge against Justin Timberlake for not standing up for her after that stupid Super Bowl incident. A real man would've spoken out & defended her. Instead, he saved his own career & left her out there to twist in the wind while critics & Congress went after her. Now, you can't say Janet's name in the media without hearing some stupid pun on wardrobe malfuction.
Anyway, look at her. What's not to love? She's amazing. So, who's your biggest celebrity crush?

NYC: Shejay - The Entrance

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NYC: Shejay - An Intro

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     I met Shejay out in Los Angeles. She was the resident dj at a club that our company services. She has a very smolderingly seductive way about her. She's Eurasian with a thin frame & proportioned properly. The first few meetings were innocent enough. We talked shop & flirted a little. I found out she had a boyfriend so not much ever came of the flirting.
     After a couple months of general meetings & conversations, I asked her if she wanted to get a drink once her gig was done for the night. She said yes. We went to a club with a rooftop bar. The cocktails were flowing & the conversation was lively. Her laugh was infectious & her smile lit up the room.
     We got up from our chairs & walked over to a quiet corner the rooftop in order to look at the lights. She looked over railing, looking at the cars going by. I was behind her, putting both hands around her body, holding onto the rail. After a few seconds, we melted our bodies into each other. I started kissing her neck & behind her ears. She softly moaned. Our hands started roaming freely but I kept things discreet because the bar was still crowded.
     I turned her away from the crowd, reached down, undid her belt, & reached into her pants. I started slowly rubbing her pussy through her panties while kissing her. Her moans of pleasure were quieted by our kissing. After a few minutes, she came. I pulled my hand out of her pants, redid her belt, & moved my fingers to her lips, letting her suck & lick her cum from my fingers.
    We kept in touch over the past couple of years, having phone & cam sex. When I went to L.A. on business, I always got a hotel near whichever club she was working so that we could spend some time together. Now, she & her boyfriend have moved here to New York City. We use a friend of mine's apartment to meet up, since it's not too far from where she is & my friend's constantly out of town.
     When we have sex, it's always slow & erotic. She's not into quick & dirty. When I'm inside of her, it's always long deep strokes. We use food & candle wax, among other items. She doesn't want to leave her boyfriend, nor would I ever want her to. However, when she's around, we have a great time together.
    

Formspring.me - So when you approach a girl in the club(possibly one you wanna smash), do you have a certain strategy you go by?

The only strategy I have is to be myself. Normally, I don't approach women in clubs. I usually know the person that they're with & I get to know them that way.
When I was younger, I tried every pick up line & every strategy in the book. They never worked. Quality women see through that shit all the time. In fact, if I could go back in time & meet my younger self, I'd smack him silly. Then, I'd tell him what numbers to play in every big lottery jackpot.
Playing games is never a good thing so I don't play them. That goes for women as well as men. In fact, everything I'm writing here goes for both genders. Being yourself works, unless you're an idiot & you know it. If that's the case, lie your ass off.
If the woman doesn't like you, move on. There are plenty of other women out there if you have the patience. Never look or act desperate. You do stupid things when you are.
If a woman's just cock teasing you to get drinks or something materialistic out of you, move on immediately before you go broke. That's someone who's into manipulating & is completely not worth the time. Besides, they think you're stupid & have zero respect for you so why bother? The good ones don't need to manipulate.
I always like women who know what they want & don't have to play games. Women know if they're going to sleep with you or not. Game playing, by either a man or a woman, should not enter into the equation. If it does, move on.

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