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I'm probably one of the last people on the planet to hear about it, as usual.  lol&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recent navigation through the site brought me to a popular item commonly uploaded. Men masturbating through clothing, loose pants, shorts, underwear, whatever. The idea is intriguing, and I've seen quite a few that I definetly enjoyed. Most never climax, but I have seen a couple that did, leaving growing wet spots on their clothing while their meat throbbed beneath.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Every once in awhile, a glimpse of skin will peek out. Just enough to let your imagination go wild, and definetly good fodder for those times when your lover just happens to bear the same name as you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To the masturbating men on the Tube, keep it up boys!  Please!  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I cooked, cleaned and pampered the entire family enough to put Donna Reed to shame.  Freshly showered and ready to rumble in the sheets, I find myself alone, no Rick in sight.  Just the sounds of electronic bleeps and bloops coming from downstairs where  hes camped out.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've made my intentions quite clear, and lost out to the damned video game. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*pout*&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href='http://atasteofthegoodwife.blogspot.com/2006/08/goddamned-game.html'&gt;Click here to view the original Webpage.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;hr/&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sent using &lt;a href='http://www.r-mail.org'&gt;R|mail&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Click &lt;a href='http://www.r-mail.org/?delete=3321cd94-e05e-49bd-99fc-22d21e99fac9&amp;amp;mailto=sexchronicles+post@gmail.com'&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to unsubscribe.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style='font-weight: bold; font-size: smaller; font-family: sans-serif; text-align: left; text-decoration: underline'&gt; Recommended Products:&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style='font-size: small; margin: 3px; font-family: sans-serif'&gt;  &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/redirect?tag=kbcafe%26link_code=sp1%26camp=2025%26creative=165953%26path=http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html%253fASIN=B000CNFC76%2526tag=kbcafe%2526lcode=sp1%2526cID=2025%2526ccmID=165953%2526location=/o/ASIN/B000CNFC76%25253FSubscriptionId=15KRB81YEBHXB93R3VG2'&gt; The Greatest Game Ever Played &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-115552628023874552?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/115552628023874552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=115552628023874552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115552628023874552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115552628023874552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/08/goddamned-game-rmail.html' title='Goddamned game - Rmail'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-115544952506634225</id><published>2006-08-12T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T23:12:05.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- Rmail</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Temperature&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/o-CfMEZKLTY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/o-CfMEZKLTY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love this song and video~ makes me wiggle my ass and dance every time.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href='http://atasteofthegoodwife.blogspot.com/2006/08/temperature-love-this-song-and-video.html'&gt;Click here to view the original Webpage.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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Must enjoy and have prior experience with pussy, and be masterful with clippers and the delicate procedure of shaving said pussy.  Salary sucks.......anytime and anywhere you please.  Serious inquirys only.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Would you shave your partner?  And would it be a turn on?  Rick has mentioned several times that he would, even setting a specific date to do so, but has yet to follow through.  Of course, if  he doesn't want to do it, I would never expect him to.  But he likes me bare, and he made the offer all on his own, so I assumed he was interested if not excited to do it.  Guess I was wrong....  *pout*&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href='http://atasteofthegoodwife.blogspot.com/2006/08/groomer-wanted.html'&gt;Click here to view the original Webpage.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;hr/&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sent using &lt;a href='http://www.r-mail.org'&gt;R|mail&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Click &lt;a href='http://www.r-mail.org/?delete=3321cd94-e05e-49bd-99fc-22d21e99fac9&amp;amp;mailto=sexchronicles+post@gmail.com'&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to unsubscribe.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style='font-weight: bold; font-size: smaller; font-family: sans-serif; text-align: left; text-decoration: underline'&gt;  Recommended Actions&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style='font-size: small; margin: 3px; font-family: sans-serif'&gt;  &lt;a href='http://www.resumebay.net/'&gt;Create your resume online.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-115531206744817723?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/115531206744817723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=115531206744817723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115531206744817723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115531206744817723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/08/groomer-wanted-rmail.html' title='Groomer Wanted - Rmail'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-115524011850032178</id><published>2006-08-10T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T13:01:58.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change - Rmail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I actually went through my blog links list and weeded out the dead or broken links today.  I was surprised to see some bloggers gone without a trace, their sites already claimed by someone else.  I was also surprised, and happy, to see some familiar faces still posting away.  A few ended their blogs and moved on with their lives, their needed therapy achieved and happiness restored.  I am happy for those friends, and wish them continued happiness.  A few blogs went sour, ending on sad notes.  I wish those friends happiness and healing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Some blogs went into directions I disagree with, and being goddess of my domain, I deleted them.  Oh, but to possess that power in reality!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Blogs are funny things.  They are birthed for a multitude of different reasons, treated well while needed, and thrown in the corner and neglected when the novelty wears off.  I don't think thats necessarily a bad thing. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have had good and bad experiences with blogging.  The best being lessons learned, friends made, and progress made in my personal life.  The worst being false friendships, being stalked, and the pile of laundry that piled up as I immersed myself in other people's life stories.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to be heard, to have their voice count, opinion matter.  And it does, be it electronically through cyber space or even silently in your own heart.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href='http://atasteofthegoodwife.blogspot.com/2006/08/change.html'&gt;Click here to view the original Webpage.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;hr/&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sent using &lt;a href='http://www.r-mail.org'&gt;R|mail&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Click &lt;a href='http://www.r-mail.org/?delete=3321cd94-e05e-49bd-99fc-22d21e99fac9&amp;amp;mailto=sexchronicles+post@gmail.com'&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to unsubscribe.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style='font-weight: bold; font-size: smaller; font-family: sans-serif; text-align: left; text-decoration: underline'&gt;  Recommended Actions&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style='font-size: small; margin: 3px; font-family: sans-serif'&gt;  &lt;a href='http://www.resumebay.net/'&gt;Create your resume online.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-115524011850032178?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/115524011850032178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=115524011850032178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115524011850032178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115524011850032178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/08/change-rmail.html' title='Change - Rmail'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-115472027656847177</id><published>2006-08-04T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T12:37:56.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Erotic Photos - Rmail</title><content type='html'>I've been neglecting this blog for quite awhile. I guess  just ran out of creative things to talk about. My goal is to arouse you all, and I couldn't think of anything exciting to talk about for the last few months.  I just wanted to put a little something up today so you all would know I am still around. 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I'm thinking philosophically, I guess. Bear with me. You go to a different place, and you always wonder if or how you see yourself in...&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; [This is a content summary only. 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Squeezing my tits... Unbuckling my belt and pulling the white shorts you find so sexy over my hips... 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You wonder whether or not you should actually tell anyone about it, because you know for a fact that everyone will laugh, but you also...&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; [This is a content summary only. 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Also working full-time leaves me less time for the computer. Well, summertime is halfway over and my writing always lacks during those months where I am temporarily not a student. As much as I adore my friends here, I do kind of wish I could be back at school where there are no parents to bother me and I can do almost whatever I want. Now that many of my friends have graduated, there will be less people for me to hang out with. Of course, there's still a few &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v299/MistressJeN/Fubar/ChristineAyeshAllisonKatie.jpg"&gt;school friends&lt;/a&gt; left and my delightful new roomies, &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v299/MistressJeN/Fubar/ChrisDevon3.jpg"&gt;Chris &amp; Devon&lt;/a&gt;. I'm sure that over the school year we'll have much more fun. In the meantime, I miss &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v299/MistressJeN/Fubar/Girls.jpg"&gt;my girls&lt;/a&gt;. I'm also missing the lovely &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v299/MistressJeN/Friends/JenShay.jpg"&gt;Shay&lt;/a&gt; a lot because I haven't had time to go back to the city where my school is and visit with her yet. I'm dying to see her kitten in person and not just over pictures (take that however you'd like to, you naughty-minded people)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently sitting here with parts of my hair wrapped in tinfoil while I wait for the purple hair dye to process. There's still a few minutes left. Too bad the dye smells like grape &lt;a href="http://www.tylenol.ca"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/a&gt; but the scent will go away once I shampoo my hair. For only paying 10$ for the dye, I can't really complain. I can complain about having to go to work later on tonight though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the slut, I haven't seen much of him lately. One day in almost two months. He's busy and I'm busy so there's not much time left in there for visits. Plus he doesn't really like the place where he's working now so he's thinking about finding a new job... in Alberta. Raise one eyebrow if you will. Needless to say, if he does end up in another province/territory, I will not be going with him. Hey, if it ends then it ends. Can't say I'd be very happy about it but there's not much I can do. If he goes it's really too bad that he'd be taking &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b187/jenjenpuff/Scooter3.jpg"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt; with him (but if &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b187/jenjenpuff/Vroom/Nov172005_2.jpg"&gt;she&lt;/a&gt; goes, I won't mind so much ha ha ha). I'm not any good at the "relationship" thing. At this point, I don't even know if it's working or if we're still hanging on by the threads of habit. After only a year can you grow used to someone already? Last summer, when everything was all new, &lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b187/jenjenpuff/SuperDorks2.jpg"&gt;he and I&lt;/a&gt; hung out a lot. This summer, not so much. Well, I did tell him he can't break up with me until he reads all of the &lt;a href="http://www.scholastic.com/harrypotter/"&gt;Harry Potter books&lt;/a&gt; and, at the rate he's reading now, that could be a while since he hasn't even started the first book yet. Now it's off to rinse the excess purple dye out of my hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*stupid link of the day*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1785284782154836655"&gt;Total Eclipse of the Heart video&lt;/a&gt;: two guys drew faces on their chins and shot a video for this song. Why do so many guys like this song? I mean, it's a great song, but it's also strange that it's liked by many men. 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It was interesting to say this least. Sunday 8am. My birthday. I got up early and went for a run. Came home. 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Probably one of the worst couple of days at work since I started there last year. Working in the social services/mental health field can make for some surprises.&lt;br /&gt;To name just two yesterday: a patient being stabbed and now in critical condition in the ICU of the local trauma center and a victimized female patient being prostituted and beat up by her 'boyfriend' now in a battered woman's shelter.&lt;br /&gt;It can take a lot of you.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even think about HNT until after 11:00 last night and said 'screw it'.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry folks.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think I'd be dead without CJ who had a comfort food made for dinner when I walked through the door: turkey,mashed potatoes, gravy, beans, salad, and milk.&lt;br /&gt;I soaked in a warm tub and he rubbed my feet. The world went away for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am also signing off until next Tuesday. I am going out of town for a Female Family Reunion.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine 'No Boys Allowed' where I'm going?&lt;br /&gt;It should be a lot of fun, at least three generations from age 11 to 70. 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Baltimore and Maryland being home to the first railroads in the country lends us plenty of opportunities to indulge in our mutual enjoyment of the rails.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we took advantage of one of them: &lt;a href="http://www.wmsr.com/home.php"&gt;The Western Maryland Scenic Railroad&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was absolutely beautiful, green rolling mountains, the rocking of an old Pullman car, coal smoke, steam, 250 tons of a Baldwin engine.  I came home with approximately 75 photos.  I wish I could show them all off to you here, instead I've included two favorites.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6473/1370/1600/trainride2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt; &lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6473/1370/320/trainride2.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;I observed the crowds enjoying the trains.  They were men and women, young and old, all different backgrounds.  Trains are romantic and these people knew it.  Why is it so though?&lt;br /&gt;The power?  The explorations?  The movies we've seen where trains were major characters?&lt;br /&gt;(Murder On The Orient Express, Strangers On A Train, Lady On A Train, and The Polar Express, to name a few)&lt;br /&gt;What makes a train sexy?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It must have all gotten to CJ.  We went through a tunnel on the trip and there were no lights in the cars or in tunnel.  Pitch black.  CJ quickly grabbed my tits and started groping me.  I played back by finding his crotch and starting to massage.&lt;br /&gt;The light at the end of the tunnel was our signal to stop.  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- Rmail'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-115232740688798795</id><published>2006-07-07T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T19:56:46.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribe - Rmail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="img-shadow"&gt; &lt;img alt="Tribe" src="http://www.nakedloftparty.com/images/48.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p class="caption"&gt;Wild child&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="clear:left;"&gt; 	&lt;p&gt;I went to Tribe with the &lt;a href="http://badmanbadplace.com/"&gt;Bad Man&lt;/a&gt; the other night and he captured this image of a white-tailed Manhattan female in her natural habitat. They are rarely seen outside captivity—at least not on a Wednesday night—so we were both excited about this find. 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We had worked&lt;br /&gt;hard that week and decided play time was needed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Jacqueline, a beautiful woman in all respects, a mutual attraction was&lt;br /&gt;evident and we teased each other in this, but tonight we were on the&lt;br /&gt;prowl, our goals were the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;As we shot down our tequila straight, our inhibitions were quickly&lt;br /&gt;fading away. We grinded against each other on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;delighting in the fact we were giving all the men hard ons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Suddenly two men approached us, coworkers of ours.&lt;br /&gt;Very good looking hard bodies, they were dressed to kill...Jacqueline&lt;br /&gt;and I looked at each other..there would be no teasing tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It was not long before we left the club, the men got a hotel room and&lt;br /&gt;we were completely willing to partake in the forbidden. We entered the&lt;br /&gt;room, Jacqueline and I soon discarded our clothes, and began fondling&lt;br /&gt;each other. She was delightful, her kisses soft to my mouth, like a&lt;br /&gt;feather, she moved down my body caressing every inch, I closed my&lt;br /&gt;eyes, lost in her touch, unaware of anything around me. She made her&lt;br /&gt;way between my legs teasing my clit with expertise...I was in&lt;br /&gt;heaven..my body moved rhythmically to her mouth, forcing her to suck&lt;br /&gt;harder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It was not long before I felt my nipples being teased...the men had&lt;br /&gt;undressed, each to a breast, my arms above my head, I was being taken.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes slowly opened, my head turned to the side, and slowly I&lt;br /&gt;recognised someone sitting there on a chair. He was another&lt;br /&gt;coworker..watching me. He was fully dressed. I knew him.., a married&lt;br /&gt;man, delighting in the scene.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I closed my eyes again, the feeling of everyone's touch over coming&lt;br /&gt;me, I soon exploded loudly, my body trembling..I eased my way out from&lt;br /&gt;under them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It was my turn to please.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;wickedwife 2005-02-17T23:32:11Z&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Source: http://wickedwife.blogspot.com/2005/02/orgy-part-one.html&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-115199130604988074?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/115199130604988074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=115199130604988074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115199130604988074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115199130604988074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/07/orgy-part-one.html' title='Orgy - Part one'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-115199135626983723</id><published>2006-07-03T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:37:00.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Girl, Bad Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yesterday I spent some time in Barnes and Noble and had a quick browse&lt;br /&gt;at the "sex section". I randomly grabbed a book, and sat down in a&lt;br /&gt;big, comfy chair to give it a read. I have alot of time to kill and&lt;br /&gt;nothing better to do, so figured I'd see if I found anything&lt;br /&gt;interesting. The book I grabbed was The Good Girl's Guide to Bad Girl&lt;br /&gt;Sex by Barbara Keesling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I was actually kind of surprised the book was as good as it was, with&lt;br /&gt;its silly title and image of a lollipop on the cover. I laughed my&lt;br /&gt;head off while reading roughly half of the book, because the first&lt;br /&gt;thing I realized was that in my normal day to day life I'm the almost&lt;br /&gt;anti-sexual person, but when I go out or am on the prowl for lack of&lt;br /&gt;better phrasing, I'm the bad girl the book wants to teach you to be&lt;br /&gt;all the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It has a lot of detailed exercises to help you get into a sexier frame&lt;br /&gt;of mind, and some "lessons" in masturbation and really learning and&lt;br /&gt;loving your body. For someone lacking confidence in their sexual self,&lt;br /&gt;this would be a good book as its fun, and not overly serious. Hell, I&lt;br /&gt;intend to buy it because it gave me a lot of good laughs and has some&lt;br /&gt;fun ideas tucked into it towards the back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;There's also a list of distributers of sex toys, and other goodies-&lt;br /&gt;resources abound! Definately hcekc it out even if just for a laugh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Debra 2006-04-29T01:33:51Z&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Source: http://sexytomatoes.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-girl-bad-girl.html&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-115199135626983723?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/115199135626983723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=115199135626983723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115199135626983723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115199135626983723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-girl-bad-girl.html' title='Good Girl, Bad Girl'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-115199126353816377</id><published>2006-07-03T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:39:10.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Partum Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I left the hospital horny as ever, desperatly wanting to be with Rick.&lt;br /&gt;Some people resume sex immediatly, but that wasn't for me. I was&lt;br /&gt;inevitably sore, and didn't want to jump back into the saddle too&lt;br /&gt;quickly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;So I hungered for Rick with such desire, I nearly drove myself crazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;As the six week mark approached, my desire plummeted greatly. So much&lt;br /&gt;so, it actually completely disappeared. I chose to exclusively&lt;br /&gt;breastfeed, and the overflow of estrogen just stomped out my libido&lt;br /&gt;like you wouldn't believe. When Rick touched me, my eyes rolled deeply&lt;br /&gt;into back of my head as hoped desperatly that he would roll over and&lt;br /&gt;just go to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Six months later, things are slowly getting better. I have my moments,&lt;br /&gt;but Rick's usually not home when I do. lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Good Wife 2006-02-24T01:08:15Z&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Source: http://atasteofthegoodwife.blogspot.com/2006/02/post-partum-sex.html&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-115199126353816377?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/115199126353816377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=115199126353816377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115199126353816377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115199126353816377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/07/post-partum-sex.html' title='Post Partum Sex'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-115198938568058665</id><published>2006-07-03T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:03:45.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creampie Cuties</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://videobox.com/content.jtp?id=73417&amp;bspec=100&amp;amp;amp;amp;tab=dvd&amp;sort=3&amp;amp;amp;amp;text=&amp;s_t=&amp;amp;st_id=-1&amp;se_id=-1&amp;amp;ps_id=-1&amp;cur_page=&amp;amp;pid=thekolonel" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="293" alt="All About Ass" src="http://www.nakedloftparty.com/images/gallery/creampiecuties.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's just say I, um, &lt;em&gt;enjoyed&lt;/em&gt; this little scene from Creampie Cuties #5. What's to like about it? For starters the girls look amateur, average even, which is a welcome break from garden-variety porn. And they are depicting my favorite threesome position, which allows the stud in question to get his balls licked by one girl while fucking the other girl; when he—oops—slips out there's a hungry mouth waiting to receive him. Finally, there's none of the desultory, painful-looking pounding that appears in so many other productions—just good clean fun and an orgasm that doesn't involve the male talent standing there and jerking off for five minutes. ("Creampie Cuties" thumbs at &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://videobox.com/content.jtp?id=73417&amp;bspec=100&amp;amp;amp;amp;tab=dvd&amp;sort=3&amp;amp;amp;amp;text=&amp;s_t=&amp;amp;st_id=-1&amp;se_id=-1&amp;amp;ps_id=-1&amp;amp;cur_page=&amp;amp;pid=thekolonel" target="_blank"&gt;VideoBox&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-115198938568058665?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/115198938568058665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=115198938568058665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115198938568058665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115198938568058665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/07/creampie-cuties.html' title='Creampie Cuties'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-115198934063897843</id><published>2006-07-03T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:04:06.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't tempt me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://proscriptio.guba.com/redir/704/29742894/theko/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="600" alt="Paddle" src="http://www.nakedloftparty.com/images/gallery/paddle.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;You &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; get what's coming to you… in the end. (Via &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://proscriptio.guba.com/redir/704/29742894/theko/" target="_blank"&gt;alt.binaries.pictures.erotica.spanking &lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-115198934063897843?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/115198934063897843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=115198934063897843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115198934063897843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115198934063897843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/07/dont-tempt-me.html' title='Don&apos;t tempt me...'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-115198815238413902</id><published>2006-07-03T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T21:53:23.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wife Ashley - Hot Threesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="q" id="q_10c37994609f49ef_0"&gt;&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashley is sooo cute, isn't she? I'm really love her &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.naughty4cash.com/ashley/3some/index.php?ID=922902" target="_blank"&gt;newest gallery&lt;/a&gt;. Ashley is such a cute women, isn't she? What can be better than being fucked by two well hung guys? Nothing! I really love getting fucked by two men. I had a nice threesome back in 2002. My hubby wasn't at home for the weekend and i called Frank, a friend of my hubby, to come over to watch a movie. He brought Mike with him, another friend of my hubby. I was dressed like a real hotwife. A long skirt, tan stockings and no bra. We sat on the couch. Frank on my left, Mike on my right. It took us only 30 minutes to get into our bedroom! What can be better than being fucked by two well hung guys? Nothing! I had 5 or 6 orgasms this evening. It was not the last time i called Frank and Mike to invite them to a hot movie night. My hubby knows it and he loves it when i fuck other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.naughty4cash.com/ashley/3some/index.php?ID=922902" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/779/2882/400/my_wife_ashley_threesome.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;wickedwife 2006-06-29T12:30:11Z&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://wickedwife.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-wife-ashley-hot-threesome.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://wickedwife.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-wife-ashley-hot-threesome.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-115198815238413902?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/115198815238413902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=115198815238413902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115198815238413902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/115198815238413902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-wife-ashley-hot-threesome.html' title='My Wife Ashley - Hot Threesome'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-113462012453807121</id><published>2005-12-14T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T20:15:24.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The soft bigotry of lowered expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;There's a storm gathering in your mind, a tidal wave rolling through&lt;br /&gt;your skull, an idea forming that maybe, just maybe, tonight's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;a complete pain in the ass. You try not to think about it, you try not&lt;br /&gt;to talk about it, but you just know the notion's gonna fester, gonna&lt;br /&gt;color everything you do. Ideas are dangerous things. To wit: try not&lt;br /&gt;to think of elephants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Oh but you just did, didn't you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;When Jimmy comes over offer him a drink. Put on some music. Wait for&lt;br /&gt;the girls. Your girlfriend bitches about bitches but all you can do is&lt;br /&gt;admire the way her ass looks in that little blue dress. She's&lt;br /&gt;self-conscious of her muscular legs but you wouldn't have them any&lt;br /&gt;other way. Smile when Emma arrives with her out-of-town friend in tow.&lt;br /&gt;The friend is a sassy little bitch who challenges you at every turn.&lt;br /&gt;"That's a nice racket you have going with Leslie and Emma," she tells&lt;br /&gt;you. She'll be like this all night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Smoke a rip but go easy. You don't want to end up like Jimmy, his eyes&lt;br /&gt;now wide as saucers. Told you so, dude. Tumble out onto the streets of&lt;br /&gt;the Barrio, scoot past the opened fire hydrants and the old folks&lt;br /&gt;playing cards on neighborhood stoops. Half a block and you're already&lt;br /&gt;drowning in sweat. You girlfriend wants you to be careful crossing the&lt;br /&gt;street. "Don't worry," you tell her. "Nothing can harm us in the&lt;br /&gt;Barrio." Mi barrio mi mundo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And it's a Barrio party you wind up at, inside a sweat box apartment&lt;br /&gt;laden with heavy exhalations of marriage-a-wanna smoke. Grab a beer&lt;br /&gt;and try to cool down. Watch as Emma, ever full of surprises, sticks&lt;br /&gt;the lit end of a joint into her yap and locks lips with the hostess.&lt;br /&gt;Shotgun. The boys whoop and holler. Jimmy waits for Lisa to show up.&lt;br /&gt;She never does. It's time to go, so you make your way out and walk&lt;br /&gt;over a block and try to hail a cab but no one will take your party of&lt;br /&gt;five. Salvation appears in the form of a minivan—a gypsy cab. Take it.&lt;br /&gt;You'll thank yourself later on, when you're rolling down Fifth Ave and&lt;br /&gt;Emma's wrapped in your arms and she's squeezing the crotch of your&lt;br /&gt;jeans and old school Michael Jackson is blasting out of the stereo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You feel like an idiot standing on West Street waiting, and waiting,&lt;br /&gt;for the doorman to get his act together. Emma's getting upset. Tell&lt;br /&gt;the bitch to chill, because soon enough Leslie will make her way in to&lt;br /&gt;summon B. The hostess emerges. The girls hug. You get your comps. Put&lt;br /&gt;the troubles at the door behind you. Try not to think of elephants,&lt;br /&gt;remember? At least it's cool inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"It's just that these girls are all so fucking predictable," you're&lt;br /&gt;telling Emma's friend. Well what do you want? "Say anything, do&lt;br /&gt;anything original."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Grin sarcastically at the porno playing on the big screen upstairs&lt;br /&gt;because it stands in such marked contrast to the restrained&lt;br /&gt;proceedings. You watch the women dance in small clusters, chiefly for&lt;br /&gt;the benefit of the assembled boyfriends and husbands. Sexual tourists&lt;br /&gt;in abundance, voyeurs, practitioners of the dark art of swinging-lite,&lt;br /&gt;now with 25% less substance. Sitting next to a woman now who's thin&lt;br /&gt;and small-titted and hot in that seen it a million times way, you&lt;br /&gt;choke back tears of boredom. The leg of her jeans reveals a floral&lt;br /&gt;print set upon a fishnet weave that further reveals patches of her&lt;br /&gt;soft skin. Dispense with the chitchat and explore her real reasons for&lt;br /&gt;being here. Work your fingers under the fishnet. Get her to&lt;br /&gt;acknowledge that she has a cunt and you have a cock.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"I don't want to have sex with anyone," she disclaims, presumptuously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The sentence begins to form in your mind, a tidal wave rolling through&lt;br /&gt;your skull: Listen bitch, I've heard it all before… You are, however,&lt;br /&gt;distracted by something else and the moment passes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"She would have gotten wet if you'd said that," Emma's friend tells&lt;br /&gt;you later on. Oh, but you know. You know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Listen bitch: the bad news is the after-party's a bust. The good news&lt;br /&gt;is there's now more weed for you. Morning comes and the soft light&lt;br /&gt;that streams in through the bedroom window is an unwelcome reminder&lt;br /&gt;that you're up all night a little too often these days. Jimmy leaves.&lt;br /&gt;Emma and Les lie on the couch like spoons and you lie on the bed with&lt;br /&gt;Emma's friend, smoking and drinking and talking. And when your&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend enters the bedroom you must have her now, consideration for&lt;br /&gt;your guests be damned—she's been tempting you all night with a jiggle&lt;br /&gt;here and a swish there. Fuck her as your guests gather their things.&lt;br /&gt;Continue fucking her as they return to the bedroom to say their&lt;br /&gt;goodbyes. Continue even as you plant a kiss upon Emma's cheek and give&lt;br /&gt;her a spanking for the road.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Listen bitch, you think. And then you come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-113462012453807121?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/113462012453807121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=113462012453807121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/113462012453807121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/113462012453807121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/12/soft-bigotry-of-lowered-expectations.html' title='The soft bigotry of lowered expectations'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-113461980220741057</id><published>2005-12-14T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T20:10:02.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUBA Asses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://proscriptio.guba.com/redir/704/8671819/theko/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="602" alt="2 Asses" src="http://www.nakedloftparty.com/images/gallery/2asses.jpg" width="400" border="0"&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Momma always said Usenet is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get. I discovered newsgroup porn in an overbright UNIX lab over ten years ago. Back then it was a real pain in the ass to find, decode and download stuff. I have to give props to the folks at GUBA for making Usenet binaries so easy to navigate. Anyway, one ass is nice but two asses are more than twice as nice. Don't you agree? (Via  &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://proscriptio.guba.com/redir/704/8671819/theko/" target="_blank"&gt;alt.binaries.pictures.erotica.amateur.females&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;small style="COLOR: #eee"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small style="COLOR: #eee"&gt; content-bd: 636558 fb452e87e7064989ca93af0b676e7498&lt;br&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-113461980220741057?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/113461980220741057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=113461980220741057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/113461980220741057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/113461980220741057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/12/guba-asses.html' title='GUBA Asses'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-113461971150997890</id><published>2005-12-14T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T20:08:31.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://proscriptio.guba.com/redir/704/53627468/theko/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="609" alt="Happy Ending" src="http://www.nakedloftparty.com/images/gallery/happyending.jpg" width="400" border="0"&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;More provocative than the simple nude, hardcore porn sometimes crosses that fine line into the realm of pure art. We have such an example here in a money shot that's both well composed and erotically charged. I came across (ha ha) this one while browsing for interracial shots and frantically searched for other images from the series. I came up with nothing but it's just as well—this image stands on its own. May your weekend be  &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; good. (Via &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://proscriptio.guba.com/redir/704/53627468/theko/" target="_blank"&gt;alt.binaries.multimedia.erotica.interracial&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;small style="COLOR: #eee"&gt; content-id: 654789 e8ca32d549e0a48c21c8bca791b3bac3&lt;br&gt;&lt;small style="COLOR: #eee"&gt;content-bd: 654789 161361cf27a65daa9dc41a59de7490f0&lt;br&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-113461971150997890?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/113461971150997890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=113461971150997890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/113461971150997890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/113461971150997890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-ending.html' title='Happy Ending'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-112606254576997633</id><published>2005-09-06T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T20:09:39.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creampie Cuties</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://videobox.com/content.jtp?id=73417&amp;bspec=100&amp;amp;amp;tab=dvd&amp;sort=3&amp;amp;amp;text=&amp;s_t=&amp;amp;st_id=-1&amp;se_id=-1&amp;amp;ps_id=-1&amp;amp;cur_page=&amp;pid=thekolonel" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="293" alt="All About Ass" src="http://www.nakedloftparty.com/images/gallery/creampiecuties.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's just say I, um, &lt;em&gt;enjoyed&lt;/em&gt; this little scene from Creampie Cuties #5. What's to like about it? For starters the girls look amateur, average even, which is a welcome break from garden-variety porn. And they are depicting my favorite threesome position, which allows the stud in question to get his balls licked by one girl while fucking the other girl; when he—oops—slips out there's a hungry mouth waiting to receive him. Finally, there's none of the desultory, painful-looking pounding that appears in so many other productions—just good clean fun and an orgasm that doesn't involve the male talent standing there and jerking off for five minutes. ("Creampie Cuties" thumbs at &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://videobox.com/content.jtp?id=73417&amp;bspec=100&amp;amp;amp;tab=dvd&amp;sort=3&amp;amp;amp;text=&amp;s_t=&amp;amp;st_id=-1&amp;se_id=-1&amp;amp;ps_id=-1&amp;amp;cur_page=&amp;amp;pid=thekolonel" target="_blank"&gt;VideoBox&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;small style="COLOR: #eee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small style="COLOR: #eee"&gt;content-bd: 756237 ae0a7501da5f5f13d39a28345e9c6787&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-112606254576997633?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/112606254576997633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=112606254576997633' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/112606254576997633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/112606254576997633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/09/creampie-cuties_06.html' title='Creampie Cuties'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-112606243908873871</id><published>2005-09-06T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T20:07:19.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;my pussy's wet as he touch a lick my tits.. his penis is huge man..&lt;br /&gt;10".. slowly he fuck me.. doggystylem as he squeeze my tits from&lt;br /&gt;behind.. and i finger my clit.. damn, my juices just start to flow&lt;br /&gt;down my thigh as he flip me over and fuck me hard.. he took out his&lt;br /&gt;penis and let me suck it as he pinch and pull my tits.. lol.. i love&lt;br /&gt;to fuck... come to think abt it.. what was his name again?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-112606243908873871?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/112606243908873871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=112606243908873871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/112606243908873871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/112606243908873871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-pussys-wet-as-he-touch-lick-my-tits.html' title=''/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-112606209997295031</id><published>2005-09-06T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T20:01:39.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't tempt me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://proscriptio.guba.com/redir/704/29742894/theko/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="600" alt="Paddle" src="http://www.nakedloftparty.com/images/gallery/paddle.jpg" width="400" border="0"&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;You &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; get what's coming to you… in the end. (Via &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://proscriptio.guba.com/redir/704/29742894/theko/" target="_blank"&gt;alt.binaries.pictures.erotica.spanking &lt;/a&gt;) &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-112606209997295031?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/112606209997295031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=112606209997295031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/112606209997295031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/112606209997295031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/09/dont-tempt-me.html' title='Don&apos;t tempt me...'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-112606080834489342</id><published>2005-09-06T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T19:40:08.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpatiently waiting...</title><content type='html'>I sit here waiting...waiting for you to get home. I hate when you work late, but hate it even more when I am horny. I can't wait for you to be home. I know you have had a hard day and I want to make it better. I want to feel your cock grow hard in my mouth. I want to watch you moan as I run my tongue around your shaft. I want to feel you explode inside my mouth and drink every drop of you. I want you to know that I will always make your day better. I want to feel myself get wet as I wait for you. I want to feel your tongue flick my nipples until I can't take it anymore. I want you to tease me...make me beg. And I want to feel you inside me. Maybe on the dining room table again...maybe in the tub...I can't wait for you to bite me. I don't want to know it is coming...I just want to feel it when it does. It makes me wet just thinking about it. I am so ready for you to be home. I want to be fucked hard. I want to feel you slam against me. I want the pain to turn to pleasure. I want it now...I want you now...24 hours in a day is not enough. Not when it is not spent with you...holding you...kissing you...sucking you...fucking you... --Mrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-112606080834489342?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/112606080834489342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=112606080834489342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/112606080834489342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/112606080834489342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/09/unpatiently-waiting.html' title='Unpatiently waiting...'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111344335160939496</id><published>2005-04-13T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:49:11.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Fingering - by Erica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;The most common misconception about fingering your lover, is that the giver assumes the "in-out" action is pleasurable. The most pleasant sensation is derived from applying pressure to the vaginal walls; particularly the G-spot. Ask any woman if she'd prefer her lover to have a moderately thick cock, or a long thin one. 99.9% of the time, she'll opt for Stubby. (If we wanted our cervix poked, we'd go to the gyno.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the in-out motion of a finger can become more irritating than anything. The vaginal lips are pretty sensitive, and repeat friction begins to chafe. Yes, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Of course, fingering should occur after sufficient foreplay. There's nothing worse than some moron shoving his/her pointer finger up your dry pussy and poking you into submission. So guys/gals, when your hands wander between her legs and you realize that there's more moisture in the Sahara, take the hint. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! She's wet! She's squirming! What now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The typical woman prefers to be penetrated with 2 fingers. One is not enough (unless she is a virgin, or otherwise very tiny down there) and three is too much. Of course, use your discretion and listen to her response. You should be able to tell the difference between an uncomfortable-moan and a pleasure-moan. And if you can�t, you should not be having sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slide your fingers slowly between her lips, and let yourself explore a little bit to find your bearings. If she is aroused, you should be able to feel a rough, spongy spot on the roof of her vaginal wall. Push on it. (Yes) You should be moving your fingers in a "come here" type of motion. Check your partner�s response to different pressures, and adjust to what makes her squeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inexperienced women might relate this new sensation to having to pee. Reassure her that she won�t, unless of course she guzzled a 12 pack before you got intimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not bother moving your finger in and out to simulate sex. She will most likely be in absolute erotic bliss just by having her g-spot pressed. Change the pace of the 'pressing' and note her reaction. Does she want it fast and hard or slow and easy? If you can�t tell, ask her. We'd prefer to hear our lover say, "How do you want it, baby?" than lay there unsatisfied and frustrated. (For guys, think about hand jobs and how annoying it is when you're being stroked slowly and delicately when you really want to be pumped like a SuperSoaker. See my point?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really want to get fancy, place your thumb on her clit while you press her g-spot. Even just letting it rest there feels good. (The clit is that little pink bump at the top of her pussy. Believe it or not, that would have turned into a penis had she a Y-chromosome. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your girl wont cum from this, but who cares? Most of the other women I've talked to agree with me when I say the shocking "flickers" of intense pleasure they experience are better than an orgasm anyway. The only problem is that there is no release at the end. But really, it's sexy, erotic and safe...and a great prelude to other activities that CAN bring her to orgasm, if that's what she craves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun! Erica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111344335160939496?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeds.feedburner.com/sensarous?m=30' title='The Art of Fingering - by Erica'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111344335160939496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111344335160939496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111344335160939496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111344335160939496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/art-of-fingering-by-erica.html' title='The Art of Fingering - by Erica'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111344328814056947</id><published>2005-04-13T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:26:45.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Jean Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/sensarous?m=29"&gt;Blue Jean Lady&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/5093/1024/llpjeans0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/5093/200/llpjeans0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/5093/1024/llpjeans0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/5093/200/llpjeans0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/5093/1024/llpjeans0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/5093/200/llpjeans0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111344328814056947?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeds.feedburner.com/sensarous?m=28' title='Blue Jean Lady'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111344328814056947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111344328814056947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111344328814056947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111344328814056947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/blue-jean-lady.html' title='Blue Jean Lady'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111344307231165800</id><published>2005-04-13T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:44:32.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Anyone?</title><content type='html'>Kisses or Tootsie Pops? Does anyone know just how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/5093/1024/llpcandy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/5093/320/llpcandy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111344307231165800?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeds.feedburner.com/sensarous?m=27' title='Candy Anyone?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111344307231165800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111344307231165800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111344307231165800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111344307231165800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/candy-anyone.html' title='Candy Anyone?'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111341132393853714</id><published>2005-04-13T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T09:55:23.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I've heard everything - sexomnia???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;WTF is this shit? I'm watching "House" tonight and the (ok, older hot&lt;br /&gt;guy, there I've said it) doc House says something about 'sexomnia'&lt;br /&gt;being a legitimate condition. I figure this is TV, this is bullshit,&lt;br /&gt;right? I looked it up.... Are you a sexomniac? Many people fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;after sex, but there are some that sleep during sex. Canadian&lt;br /&gt;researchers have named this intriguing phenomenon "sexomnia" – a&lt;br /&gt;condition in which people who are asleep proceed to initiate sex with&lt;br /&gt;their bed partner. Three researchers from the universities of Ottawa&lt;br /&gt;and Toronto and the Toronto Western Hospital, described "sexomnia" as&lt;br /&gt;a mix between having a wet dream and sleepwalking. The study results&lt;br /&gt;were published in the June edition of the Canadian Journal of&lt;br /&gt;Psychiatry. Some partners not phased by sexomniacs' advancesThe&lt;br /&gt;researchers made an even more astonishing discovery when they found&lt;br /&gt;that not all the partners of people with the disorder were distressed&lt;br /&gt;or irritated by the idea of having sex with an unconscious person. In&lt;br /&gt;fact some almost prefer it. The researchers define "sexomnia" as a&lt;br /&gt;"distinct variation" of sleepwalking and stumbled across this&lt;br /&gt;phenomenon while interviewing patients at a sleep clinic. "Only&lt;br /&gt;subsequently did the issue of sexual behaviour during sleep emerge,"&lt;br /&gt;wrote the study authors, although they had noted prior cases of&lt;br /&gt;indecent exposure during sleep. Not yet recognised"We anticipate that&lt;br /&gt;the number of potential cases is large but sexual behaviour in sleep&lt;br /&gt;is not yet recognised by physicians as a behaviour of note or a&lt;br /&gt;problem," say the researchers. The researchers' study consisted of 11&lt;br /&gt;case studies, mostly male. A 35-year-old married man admitted that he&lt;br /&gt;had sexual dreams and "enacts these by having intercourse with his&lt;br /&gt;wife, who is convinced he is asleep…(he) is only aware of his&lt;br /&gt;behaviour from his wife's reports." He's a different person when he's&lt;br /&gt;'sleep-sexing'Two girlfriends of a 43-year-old man "independently&lt;br /&gt;confirmed that he frequently engages in sexual behaviour while asleep.&lt;br /&gt;One describes him as a 'different person' during these activities –&lt;br /&gt;apparently he is a more amorous and gentle lover and more orientated&lt;br /&gt;towards satisfying his partner." However, not all sexomniacs are more&lt;br /&gt;sensitive, another 37-year-old man is "more aggressive and more&lt;br /&gt;amorous" while he's sleeping, says his wife. "He indulges in&lt;br /&gt;behaviours while asleep that he does not undertake when awake…there is&lt;br /&gt;no stopping him." But she admits, when he tried to throttle her, she&lt;br /&gt;had to slap him. 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The only thing I've... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justonebite.com/archives/002255.php"&gt;more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111323330236054288?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111323330236054288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111323330236054288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111323330236054288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111323330236054288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/in-hands-of-death.html' title='In the hands of death'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111319304588652783</id><published>2005-04-11T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T21:19:51.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i was fuck hard and it felt good.. (now, what's the guy's name again...?)</title><content type='html'>yawn- woke up today and dress up in my reall short skirt and a black hatler top.. took the bus to town.. strange.. the bus was pretty empty empty except for this guy sitting inforn of me.. so i was like, what the hell and lift my skirt to finger myself... hey, i was feeling pretty horny you noe.. so, i was making a lil noises, when he turn and look at me straight at me and said " i heard you coming.. my dick is pretty needy now.. care to ride?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, as horny as a bitch, i said yes.. i lift my skirt higher and laid on my back, he came between my leg and lick me good... i start to rub against my clit as he lick and finger my arsehole and fuckhole.. his hands was squeezing my 36c breasts and pulling my nipples.. i can see his penis becoming rock hard and wet.. i push him back and went down to all fours.. i zip his pants down and took out his huge dick.. damn.. my pussy was more wet than ever seeing his dick.. im sure its abt 10-11".. hairless and clean, i lick it up.. slowly suck it and bring him to the point of no return..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was sucking his dick and licking his balls, he was squeezing my tits.. as i bropught him to the point of no return, he push me back slowly and lick and suck my tits.. i could feel his dick against my tummy.. hmm... as horny as he was.. he sit on the bus seat and push me on top of his dick.. i was sit-fucking him... hmm... spreading my legs far and pushing myslef hard and deeper so that his fat cock can bury deep in me.. hmm.. i love tt.. as i move up and down against it, a guy went up the bus! we froze in action, thinking shit, we've been caught...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then the guy said, hey can i join too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like yeah.. so he zip down and pull out a well done cock and stuff it in my mouth... i was double-fucked... one in my mouth the other in my fuck hole...&lt;br /&gt;feeling like i was going to come, i ask for a doggy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new guy insert from behind as i scream even louder as i was doubloed fuck.. one in my ass one in my fuck hole.. shit.. shit ..SHIT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes....&lt;br /&gt;i was fucked hard...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deliciousbody.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-was-fuck-hard-and-it-felt-good-now.html"&gt;from&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111319304588652783?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111319304588652783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111319304588652783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319304588652783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319304588652783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-was-fuck-hard-and-it-felt-good-now.html' title='i was fuck hard and it felt good.. (now, what&apos;s the guy&apos;s name again...?)'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111319389018092006</id><published>2005-04-10T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T21:31:30.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissing Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kissingpartygirls.blogspot.com/2005/04/naughty.html"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 434px; HEIGHT: 290px" height="290" src="http://www.collegedrunks.com/grndpajn_pumpkn01.jpg" width="508" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111319389018092006?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://kissingpartygirls.blogspot.com/2005/04/naughty.html' title='Kissing Girls'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111319389018092006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111319389018092006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319389018092006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319389018092006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/kissing-girls.html' title='Kissing Girls'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111319329174155728</id><published>2005-04-10T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T21:21:31.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow--Keep em cumming!</title><content type='html'>I said yesterday that we would let you post to our blog (just for fun), but I had no idea what you all would cum up with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep 'em &lt;em&gt;cumming!&lt;/em&gt; see the top-right of the site for the posting address!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111319329174155728?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111319329174155728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111319329174155728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319329174155728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319329174155728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/wow-keep-em-cumming.html' title='Wow--Keep em cumming!'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111319311823670764</id><published>2005-04-10T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T21:19:09.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Dark Angel</title><content type='html'>Jessica’s hand was all over MG’s ass. My Girl (MG) was not being shy either, she was running her hands over Jessica’s hips, raising her mini skirt higher and higher, exposing more leg. They both noticed me watching, I saw Jessica whisper in MG’s ear and they both laughed as they made their way to the couch I was sitting on. They sat down next to me, one on each side. They asked if I was feeling ignored. I said that I was enjoying the evening and that I was doing fine. With that said, they both leaned into each other and started making out again. I was 4 inches away from two beautiful woman enjoying each others company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt MG place her hand on my lap as she and Jessica made out. My cock got hard in an instant. She was out-lining my hardness thru my pants, I felt another hand start to unzip my pants, It was Jessica, she reached in and took out my hard cock. Her and MG were still making out like crazy. Jessica stopped kissing her and told her to suck my cock. She wanted to watch as my girl gave me head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bcdoors.blogspot.com/2005/03/dark-angel-pt2.html"&gt;more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111319311823670764?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111319311823670764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111319311823670764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319311823670764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319311823670764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/from-dark-angel.html' title='From Dark Angel'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111319229526829759</id><published>2005-04-10T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T21:04:55.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends With Benefits</title><content type='html'>Leah perched in her usual spot on the low brick wall that bordered the path leading from the parking lot to the entrance near the cafeteria. The grass was still damp under her as she sat, her hands wrapped around a paper cup of coffee, inhaling the steam and feeling the rising sun heating the back of her black hooded sweatshirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rumble of a Harley jolted her out of her thoughts. She watched as Logan parked it, slid off, and paused to light a cigarette. Smoke swirled from his lips as he stared off into the distance, looking scruffy and tough and ready for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah wanted to be that cigarette. |&lt;a href="http://midnighttales.blogspot.com/2005/03/thesis-story-4-friends-with-benefits.html"&gt;more&lt;/a&gt;|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111319229526829759?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111319229526829759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111319229526829759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319229526829759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319229526829759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/friends-with-benefits.html' title='Friends With Benefits'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111319106339716913</id><published>2005-04-10T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:59:50.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aren't men supposed to be more experienced?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Oh look, two queen beds, we have room for company," I joked as my gf and I entered our hotel room. It was early summer and I'd called her at the last minute expressing my need to get away from it all &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sun, 10 Apr 2005 19:02:27 -0800&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://datenation.com/blog/941/post_12708.html?dcb=datenation" target="_blank"&gt;http://datenation.com/blog/941/post_12708.html?dcb=datenation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111319106339716913?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111319106339716913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111319106339716913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319106339716913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319106339716913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/arent-men-supposed-to-be-more.html' title='Aren&apos;t men supposed to be more experienced?'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111319065574986503</id><published>2005-04-10T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T20:37:35.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Orgy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I moved off of him slowly, my body easing to the side of him, my leg&lt;br /&gt;draped across his, I began to nibble on his neck, whispering, "I 'm&lt;br /&gt;not done."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;His grin widened, as I began to lightly stroke his stomach, his body&lt;br /&gt;becoming quickly aroused once again. I saw his response becoming fully&lt;br /&gt;erect, as he turned me on my back, lifting my legs up over his&lt;br /&gt;shoulders.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I grinned back at him as he began stroking my clit with his fingers,&lt;br /&gt;his cock barely grazing my ass, he played with me until I began to&lt;br /&gt;breathe heavily, his fingers entering my cunt, my wetness spilling&lt;br /&gt;down onto his fingers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;His cock teasing my ass, my legs clenched around his neck, I looked&lt;br /&gt;him in the eyes, and whispered, "Yes".&lt;br /&gt;This was all that needed to be said, he knew I wanted it..and soon&lt;br /&gt;pressed his cock against my ass, the tip entering slowly, his fingers&lt;br /&gt;rubbing my clit. My arms outstretched above me, I moaned with his&lt;br /&gt;entry, relaxing my walls, letting him inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;His fingers entered my cunt once again, pressing down, as he eased his&lt;br /&gt;way with his cock filling me, making me gasp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;As his strokes became faster, deeper, he let my legs fall onto his&lt;br /&gt;arms, spreading my legs wide. Jacqueline took notice of me, and she&lt;br /&gt;made her way to me, her fingers stroking my clit now, then entering&lt;br /&gt;inside me. Her man came to my face, his cock hard, he began teasing my&lt;br /&gt;mouth with it, I took hold, and began sucking his cock..my groaning&lt;br /&gt;humming on his cock..I soon closed my eyes, lost in all that was&lt;br /&gt;around me, feeling those places that were being touched, stroked, and&lt;br /&gt;filling me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We fucked till the morning came. Then Jacqueline and I left. In the&lt;br /&gt;taxi, our bodies sore from use, we looked at each other..the&lt;br /&gt;realization of what we had just done coming to us...and we broke out&lt;br /&gt;in laughter. The sluts in us had manifested full force..we grinned at&lt;br /&gt;each other..we had no regrets...even though we giggled about the fact&lt;br /&gt;we would have to see them again at work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Like me she didn't care, it was worth it..how many fufill themselves&lt;br /&gt;with fantasies in such a way....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Her an I never indulged in an act like this again, nor did we speak of&lt;br /&gt;it afterward. At least not more than a knowing smile. We remained&lt;br /&gt;friends for a long time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;While talk may have occurred at work, we were never to hear of it.&lt;br /&gt;When I would see them, I would only smile knowingly. I received an&lt;br /&gt;email, from the one that I played with..he told me how awesome it&lt;br /&gt;was...I replied, yes it was a good fuck indeed. I think he&lt;br /&gt;understood...and we never spoke of it again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111319065574986503?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111319065574986503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111319065574986503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319065574986503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319065574986503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/orgy.html' title='The Orgy'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111318973355149572</id><published>2005-04-10T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T20:22:13.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever masterbated while tanning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- in case incoming feed has no style --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;body { background-color: #fff; 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I say, my short night shirt riding up and revealing my naked ass to his wandering hand.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He traced circles on my skin, very soft and gentle, before quickly and sharply spanking the exposed skin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Oh!&amp;quot;, I exclaim, trying to hide the excitement in my voice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He continued this pattern, tender carresses followed by sudden slaps, leaving my behind red and tingling. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would moan or sigh or let out a small, &amp;quot;ow&amp;quot;, only to be met with more spankings and Rick replying,&amp;quot;You like it. Don't pretend like you don't.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Finally, after several moments without touch, I sat up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Did you get up because I stopped spanking you?&amp;quot; Rick asked.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Yes,&amp;quot; I thought to myself, but answered &amp;quot;no&amp;quot;. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;From &lt;a href="http://atasteofthegoodwife.blogspot.com/2005/03/on-my-knees-i-leaned-across-ricks-lap.html"&gt;http://atasteofthegoodwife.blogspot.com/2005/03/on-my-knees-i-leaned-across-ricks-lap.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111318939409738173?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111318939409738173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111318939409738173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111318939409738173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111318939409738173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/rick.html' title='Rick'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111318785583694753</id><published>2005-04-10T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:01:51.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a tad bashful</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lori Porter 2005-04-11T00:19:37Z&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;hr&gt; &lt;br&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://sensualarousal.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-tad-bashful.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://sensualarousal.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-tad-bashful.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;To unsubscribe from &lt;a href="http://sensualarousal.blogspot.com/atom.xml" target="_blank"&gt;this feed&lt;/a&gt;, click &lt;a href="http://rails.yanime.org/rssfwd/unsubscribe?id=686&amp;amp;email=xad-ss@mentoredbymasters.com&amp;amp;genpass=40968195815527187ba85f1e8576f68b" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://rails.yanime.org/rssfwd" target="_blank"&gt;RssFwd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111318785583694753?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111318785583694753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111318785583694753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111318785583694753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111318785583694753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-tad-bashful.html' title='Just a tad bashful'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111318766306804511</id><published>2005-04-10T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:03:13.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;She met me at the door wearing a thigh length teddy/robe. We went straight to the bedroom. For about 10 minutes we chit chatted. A little awkward at first. Then she said &amp;quot;Well, I'm mostly undressed, and you are mostly dressed&amp;quot;. I stood up and quickly got naked. &amp;quot;That's better&amp;quot; she said. I ran my hand along her thigh. No underwear. Not even a thong. I didn't waste time. I ran my hand inside her teddy to her nipple. As my hand rose, I pulled the hem of her teddy with it. I lowered my mouth to her nipple; teasing and sucking for a few seconds. Her teddy made it difficult to play much more than that. She sat up and took it off. I went back to teasing her nipples. I let my tongue trace down to her belly. Then down to her pussy. I started slowly. Teasing her lips. Brushing her clit with my tongue. Occasionally dipping my tongue inside her pussy. I worked my tongue slowly and deliberately at first, then faster. She began pressing herself up to my mouth. My tongue found her clit. I teased and sucked and worked my tongue harder and harder. She arched her back and thrust her hips upwards as she began to shake. I rode out her orgasm and as she started to push my head away I lifted my tongue away and started kissing the insides of her thighs. As she settled down I very gingerly ran my tongue around her pussy. My cock was throbbing at this point. I eased my cock in. She was still very sensitive from her orgasm. I went slow. Almost pulling out. She started moaning. I went faster eventually pounding away. She said &amp;quot;This is perfect&amp;quot;. It didn't take me long at all for me to explode.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;See more at &lt;a href="http://pluffmud.blogspot.com/2005/03/she-met-me-at-door-wearing-thigh.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://pluffmud.blogspot.com/2005/03/she-met-me-at-door-wearing-thigh.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111318766306804511?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111318766306804511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111318766306804511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111318766306804511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111318766306804511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/good-time.html' title='Good time'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111317471940044328</id><published>2005-04-10T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T16:11:59.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Share Your Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We're allowing you to share your stories and fantasies.&amp;nbsp; Just email them to &lt;a href="mailto:sexchronicles@gmail.com"&gt;sexchronicles@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111317471940044328?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111317471940044328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111317471940044328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111317471940044328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111317471940044328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/share-your-stories.html' title='Share Your Stories'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111317460267335720</id><published>2005-04-10T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T16:10:02.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A man at work</title><content type='html'>mmmm....Where do I start...I have gotten to know a man named Patrick at work...And when I say I have gotten to know him I mean I know him....He is incredibly sexy...Best looking man in the place....And boy does he turn me on...He has made comments to me that he he wants to fuck my legs off....Boy would I love to let him...He has the most sexist smile....I want to tear him up....I want him to fuck me like my husband don't!! I have rubbed my ass up against his hard dick more than once and when no one is looking I rubb my big tits and rub on my pussy...He likes that...He has been driving me crazy about taking a vacation day to spend it with him fucking all day long...And I belive that I am Going to have to take him up on his offer...I cant resist him anymore...He turns me on ...(not as much as ol Betsy)....But I can feel my nipples harden...And my pussy tingle everytime that I am around him...I long to feel his hard cock deep inside me feeling me full of all of his juices...Riding him like no other woman has ever rode him before....Making him flip me over and ram that hard cock in and out of my pussy...Slapping my ass making me scream for more.....Deep inside me he will go....Long hard strokes of Multiple orgasm's...mmmmmmmmmmm....Letting him run his tongue up and down my body with a hard pump of cock with every lick..mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmi cant wait...And I won't wait the day is cummmming and so will I .......... from &lt;a href="http://workmo.blogspot.com/2005/04/all-about-him.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111317460267335720?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111317460267335720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111317460267335720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111317460267335720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111317460267335720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/man-at-work.html' title='A man at work'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111319255560409369</id><published>2005-04-10T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T21:19:25.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My wife and my best friend</title><content type='html'>We had a happily sexual life in early part of our marriage. In the process a beautiful secretary was appointed at my office and she was terrific she used to accompany me on my official tours and I could not resist to her approach and succumed to her sexuality. Believe me she was terrifice asatisfy as I was very busy in business i’ll tell about my first sex with her in next letter to Human Digest.&lt;br /&gt;And regarding my wife she used to leap over me when I came from tour and she could do all the attempts to raise a hardon, but after a tiresome sex with my sexy secretary and a busy official work I could not satisfy her. This left her in madness and used to fight with me. During this period one day my friend Vicky has come to my house on as he was transferred to my city he ahs to stay till he could get a house to live in. Next day after breakfast as usual I left for office telling my friend to be free and ill be late in evening as I was having a meeting asking my wife to take care of him personally. Due to my clients problem my meeting was cancelled and I have to reach home early. As no one was answering my knocks I though nobody at home went inside through the back door. As I reached my bedroom I heard some moaning and muffling sounds I was in a confusion and though my wife could be having some problem but in return I saw the shocking scene in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend is standing near the edge of bed naked and my wife was sucking his big cock almost 8″ bigger than mine 7″ cock. I was stunned and could not come to sense of few minutes after I realised what was happening I could not resist my anger and though of punching the bastard in his face but simultaneously I was very excited watching my beautiful wife sucking his long and hard dick moaning and pulling his ass toward her and my friend was rubbing her white ass and slapping and fucking her face holding her hair in other hand. She was moaning mmmmmmmmmmm and spat that and asked him fuck her face faster and she reached behind his ass finger fucking his asshole I never though my wife would be this wild and asking for more POOOR MUH ME DALLO PLEASE FUCK MY FACE VICKY PLEASEEEE . And my friend holding her hair fucked her face hard then he asked shall I come in her mouth she wild bitch has no time to tell yes she began to pull his ass to her mouth then with a long moan he began to come in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sucked all the cum without leaving drop. Leaving his limp cock from her mouth she lay on her back and asked him to suck her pussy he without hesitation began to spread her pussy lips and tongueing her she moaned OOOOOOOHHH YEASSS CHATO MERI CHOOT KO PLEASE MY HUSBAND IS NOT GIVING ME oh yessss tumhara puri zabban andher dalo. He began to suck her pussy making slurping sound and began lower down to her asshole and she was shocked and was excited and asked him to do more OHHH YESS CHATO MERI GAAND KO BHI MERA HUBBY KABHI NAHI KIYA AISA I M CUMMING UR ARE BETTER THAN MY HUSBAND I LOVE U HONEY I LOVE U. She came in a sec. I was hard like a rock and I slowly pulled my cock out and began rubbing it. T Then he came up on top of her began to kiss her hard on her mouth and pushing his tongue into her mouth and licking her roof of her mouth and began to lick her face eyes, nose and ears and began to moan I love u baby, OH I LOVE U POOJA UR HUSBAND IS LUCKY TO HAVE SEXY WIFE LIKE U .. And started licking her boobs and pressing her nips in his fingers and suck the other boob making her moan and her boob were a red with his mauling but to my surprises she asked him to pull the tits and suck them more. And taking his big cock in her hand and rubbing it up and down and oh UR LUND IS VERY BIG and she put its head at her choots entrance and lifted her ass OHH YESS FUCK ME VICKY FUCK ME LIKE NO ONE EVER FUCKED ME OOHHHHHH CHODO MUJHE PLEASE CHODO MUJHE. I never heard talk like that it was erotic and shame for me simultaneously. now he slowly eased his long cock into her soft and tight pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humandigest.com/blog/index.php?p=267"&gt;more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111319255560409369?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111319255560409369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111319255560409369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319255560409369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111319255560409369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-wife-and-my-best-friend.html' title='My wife and my best friend'/><author><name>web visitor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09229404568756430319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111316762731348546</id><published>2005-04-10T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T14:13:47.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lovely View</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;From my bed I can see into the bathroom; the bathroom sink to be&lt;br /&gt;exact. My arm bent and behind my head, a pillow under my arm, I watch&lt;br /&gt;as Mrs bends over as far as she can, her body hovering over the sink,&lt;br /&gt;her face inches from the mirror. She stands like this for longer than&lt;br /&gt;I could, toes on the floor, bent at the waist, preparing for bed after&lt;br /&gt;leaving me in the ecstasy of my post-coital glow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Her ample ass and arched back is enough to get my blood flowing again,&lt;br /&gt;to get me started minutes after ending. I stare, feeling the cool air&lt;br /&gt;from a floor fan blowing around the room and I try to disengage all&lt;br /&gt;thoughts other than those prompted by looking at her creamy white skin&lt;br /&gt;and her strong, beautiful legs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The curves of her body know the power they possess, but I don't think&lt;br /&gt;she realizes just how much I mean it when I say that she's sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Depending on how she moves there at the sink, I can glimpse for&lt;br /&gt;fleeting moments her mound and through sense memory I can taste her&lt;br /&gt;all over again. Her calf muscles are taut and her thighs are the soft&lt;br /&gt;path leading to her round ass, to her slit, to her depths.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I was there moments ago and already I want to be back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111316762731348546?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111316762731348546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111316762731348546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111316762731348546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111316762731348546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/lovely-view.html' title='A Lovely View'/><author><name>need_you_tonight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09513437850162921264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314950966145531</id><published>2005-04-10T09:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:11:49.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you Spit or Swallow?</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a poll. Leave your answer in the Comments. I prefer to Swallow, as if you suck fast and hard during a Blow Job, you can't even taste it. Did you know that a teaspoon of ejaculation has like 11 calories along with proteins and calcium? Is that on the Atkins Diet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314950966145531?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314950966145531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314950966145531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314950966145531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314950966145531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/do-you-spit-or-swallow.html' title='Do you Spit or Swallow?'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314949254657622</id><published>2005-04-10T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:11:32.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Girls and a Guy</title><content type='html'>Why are guys so fascinated about having 2 women at once? I'm not sure I could do a threesome with another girl involved - I'm too self conscious about my body. I would maybe consider letting a girl eat me out (just cause I'm getting desperate for some cunnilingus), but I think I would puke if I had to reciprocate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314949254657622?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314949254657622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314949254657622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314949254657622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314949254657622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/2-girls-and-guy.html' title='2 Girls and a Guy'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314947793527205</id><published>2005-04-10T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:11:17.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna Have a Threesome?</title><content type='html'>A few months back I had a little much to drink and went driving around with two guys, and I'm not proud to admit they are both married. One thing led to another, and we fooled around. Those porn movies make it look it so easy - it's not! I actually wanted to try them both in at the same time (anal and vaginal), but one came too fast, and that was that. They've already called me to do it again, but I turned them down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314947793527205?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314947793527205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314947793527205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314947793527205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314947793527205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/wanna-have-threesome.html' title='Wanna Have a Threesome?'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314946553722660</id><published>2005-04-10T09:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:11:05.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage is Over-Rated</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I want to get remarried. But the only real reasons are (1) to have a church wedding I never had (ex-DH and I got married on a Monday afternoon at the courthouse) and (2) to change my last name. I know I could go back to using my maiden name, but I've used this one for 12 years, and my kids have this one. And there is now another gal in town with that name. Did I mention that my ex's new wife is like on her fifth new last name? And now it's mine - yuck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314946553722660?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314946553722660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314946553722660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314946553722660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314946553722660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/marriage-is-over-rated.html' title='Marriage is Over-Rated'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314945138635691</id><published>2005-04-10T09:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:10:51.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you jerk off?</title><content type='html'>I've decided that I will marry the first guy that can make me orgasm by eating me out. I LOVE to receive it, but for some odd reason, I just can't cum that way. Give me your fist, and I'll be off in 30 seconds. Or I'll use my own hand. Why can't people just admit they masturbate? I'm in my prime, and need to satisfy my urgings someway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314945138635691?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314945138635691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314945138635691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314945138635691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314945138635691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/do-you-jerk-off.html' title='Do you jerk off?'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314943901859968</id><published>2005-04-10T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:10:39.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Famous</title><content type='html'>My Blog hasn't even been up for 12 hours, and I'm already getting comments and emails from people - WOW! To clarify, I do not have a "potty" mouth in essence of swearing profusely. I am just open about everything. When the life of the party is dull, what better way to liven it up by then talking about my new sex toys. Guys eat that crap up. Gals are either interested or talk behind my back (ie "I can't believe she told us that").&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314943901859968?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314943901859968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314943901859968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314943901859968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314943901859968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-feel-famous.html' title='I Feel Famous'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314942040783931</id><published>2005-04-10T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:10:20.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I opt for the Boob Job?</title><content type='html'>A few years ago I bought a bunch of domain names thinking I would find the time to develop them. This week, I was asked if I would sell one of them for $7000?! Ummm, let me think about this - is that a good investment on $20 - YES - SOLD! I have decided that with the check, I may get a breast augmentation and a tummy tuck, hoping that will help increase my self esteem. I'll let ya know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314942040783931?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314942040783931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314942040783931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314942040783931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314942040783931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/should-i-opt-for-boob-job.html' title='Should I opt for the Boob Job?'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314914262511653</id><published>2005-04-10T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:05:42.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Finish Line for Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Last night when I went to bed, I accidentally laid on the remote, and&lt;br /&gt;the VCR started playing and porn came on. Hmmm, so either Ken Doll put&lt;br /&gt;that in there (but I don't know when he was ever alone) or my kids&lt;br /&gt;(who were alone for a bit Saturday night). My son is fourteen.... I&lt;br /&gt;don't want him to grow up unaffectionate like Ken Doll thinking guys&lt;br /&gt;just lay or stand there and enjoy it while the chick does all the&lt;br /&gt;work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Which is exactly what this chick named Missy did when Ken Doll came to&lt;br /&gt;take a nap this afternoon. I took his dick out of his pants and sucked&lt;br /&gt;awhile, but stopped before he came. I'm not that stupid to give him&lt;br /&gt;total pleasure and me none. We fucked our usual spoon style, and&lt;br /&gt;rolled me on to my stomach to cum. Still no kissing, and his pants&lt;br /&gt;were still up. After he left, I put my head over the side of the bed&lt;br /&gt;and rode my fist to finish myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314914262511653?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314914262511653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314914262511653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314914262511653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314914262511653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-finish-line-for-sex.html' title='No Finish Line for Sex'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111316779483570052</id><published>2005-03-10T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T14:16:34.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All this sex I'm getting and I'm still horny as ever. Nicki messed me up big time today when she showed me she was going to work without panties this morning. The thought of her semi-shaved pussy without panties under that business suit skirt has given me a day long hard on that I'm finding hard to control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do anything she wants tonight, anything. I'm so worked up that I'll probably last 10 seconds after she touches me. I should probably rub one out before she gets home just so I can last longer. That never works well for me though. If I'm excited, it's all mental. I'm going to have a glass of wine ready for her when she comes home and maybe dinner if I have time. Then when she's relaxed I'm going to start licking her at her toes and all the way up until she pushes me away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111316779483570052?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111316779483570052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111316779483570052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111316779483570052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111316779483570052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/03/all-this-sex-im-getting-and-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>in-the-burbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07922044616628650668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314962620248545</id><published>2005-01-11T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:13:46.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can Finger Myself &amp; Type at the Same Time</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here scratching my crotch where I shaved a little too close, so it itches where it's growing back. Geez, I could literally sit here and finger fuck myself. Not sure if I'd admit it - I could be doing it right now.... Hmmm, which sex toy should I use tonight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314962620248545?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314962620248545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314962620248545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314962620248545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314962620248545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-can-finger-myself-type-at-same-time.html' title='I can Finger Myself &amp; Type at the Same Time'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314959271382464</id><published>2005-01-10T09:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:13:12.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need a Cigarette, and I don't Smoke</title><content type='html'>Ken Doll is laying in my bed right now. Sure, he is isn't touchy, feely at all, but I missed his dick. Just about big enough. Definitely bigger than Married Guy. Although not near as big as my Ex. Ex's was so big that I couldn't put my hand all the way around it - too big actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314959271382464?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314959271382464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314959271382464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314959271382464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314959271382464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-need-cigarette-and-i-dont-smoke.html' title='I Need a Cigarette, and I don&apos;t Smoke'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314956407880186</id><published>2005-01-10T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:12:44.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the Mistress Considered an Adulterer?</title><content type='html'>Ken Doll never even called last night. And my Ex had the kids. So I was Extremely lonely with no one in the house. So, I got desperate and called Married Guy. He may have a little dick, but he can kiss and touch and caress like no other. I needed that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314956407880186?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314956407880186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314956407880186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314956407880186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314956407880186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/01/is-mistress-considered-adulterer.html' title='Is the Mistress Considered an Adulterer?'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314938391476079</id><published>2005-01-10T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:09:43.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Story in a Nutshell</title><content type='html'>I suppose I should tell you a little about myself.... Got knocked up at 17, married at 18. After 11 years of marriage and four kids, my husband (pathological liar with mental problems) left me for another woman. He waited one whole day after our divorce was final before marrying her. So, here I am - 30 and entering the dating scene again. And living in hickville, the choices are pretty slim, and finding a guy to accept a gal with 4 kids, they get slimmer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314938391476079?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314938391476079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314938391476079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314938391476079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314938391476079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-life-story-in-nutshell.html' title='My Life Story in a Nutshell'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12057936.post-111314935297897044</id><published>2005-01-09T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T13:35:57.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon a Time....</title><content type='html'>I decided to create this blog after watching "Sex in the City" tonight. I am too cheap to get HBO, thus I am watching the edited reruns on TBS. I needed an outlet to vent - one of my friends told me yesterday that my "potty" mouth is giving me a bad reputation. What - because I can openly talk about how I use a vibrator - that makes me a slut? I guess so. Small towns are terrible for gossip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12057936-111314935297897044?l=sexchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111314935297897044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12057936&amp;postID=111314935297897044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314935297897044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12057936/posts/default/111314935297897044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/01/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon a Time....'/><author><name>Miss Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717381313829128151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
