<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991667</id><updated>2011-07-14T14:29:15.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Porn by a Chick</title><subtitle type='html'>Tired of crappy porn? Want it personalized? Email me and I'll write a story using the names you supply, any special considerations/events, and the setting of your choice. All for a mere $2.00 donation by PayPal.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pornchick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pornchick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08249972066135148788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://ca.geocities.com/litterboxjen/chaseboys.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991667.post-109759866117452838</id><published>2004-10-12T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T09:31:01.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tie me up. Tie me down. Dominate me with your body, your will, your actions, your self.Make me focus entirely on your actions. Overwhelm me with sensations.Bite my neck, stroke my sides, lightly tease my clit with one wet finger. Make me strain to meet your touch; make me beg you to stop.I want to swear, I want to moan, I want to scream your name.I want you above me, around me, inside </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/109759866117452838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/109759866117452838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pornchick.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109759866117452838' title=''/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08249972066135148788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://ca.geocities.com/litterboxjen/chaseboys.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991667.post-108175410532474930</id><published>2004-04-12T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T00:18:52.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want you to push me up against a wall, and hold my arms above my head.Press my wrists into the wall, and make me wince a little. Press yourself against me, and let me feel you hard against me.I want your mouth on mine, your tongue in my mouth and toying with mine.I want to feel your hands on the back of my head, holding me in place for your kiss.I want you to drag your nails up my thigh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/108175410532474930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/108175410532474930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pornchick.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108175410532474930' title=''/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08249972066135148788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://ca.geocities.com/litterboxjen/chaseboys.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991667.post-10648095501530159</id><published>2003-09-28T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T21:25:50.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I think about you, I think about sex.I think about tying you with your hands above your head, standing up against the wall. I think about teasing your lips with my tongue and my lips, breathing warm air across your mouth and nibbling with my lips, but not quite kissing you.You grow hungry for the press of my lips against yours, and I can feel your nipples pressing insistently against me,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/10648095501530159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/10648095501530159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pornchick.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#10648095501530159' title=''/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08249972066135148788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://ca.geocities.com/litterboxjen/chaseboys.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991667.post-106429194420070574</id><published>2003-09-22T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T21:39:03.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think about you constantly. I think about how it feels to touch the hot, smooth skin of your cock, and how I love to feel it against my hands, my thighs, my stomach, my face, my tongue, my lips, my cunt.The idea of your hard cock, lightly brushing against my wet pussy, just teasing my clit and lips with your head... it drives me wild.I want to be tied down to the bed, spread-eagled, while </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/106429194420070574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/106429194420070574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pornchick.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106429194420070574' title=''/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08249972066135148788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://ca.geocities.com/litterboxjen/chaseboys.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991667.post-106282959168648068</id><published>2003-09-05T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T23:26:31.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I showed up at his door, dressed in a vinyl halter top, my black garter belt and fishnet stockings, high heels and a short leather skirt. Underneath the skirt was my smallest black g-string, barely covering my freshly shaven lips. By the time I got to his door, they were already drenched in anticipation.When he opened the door, I smiled my sexiest, most mischief-filled smile at him, and dangled</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/106282959168648068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/106282959168648068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pornchick.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106282959168648068' title=''/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08249972066135148788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://ca.geocities.com/litterboxjen/chaseboys.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991667.post-91462787</id><published>2003-03-26T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T22:01:54.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I leaned towards him to place a kiss on his full lips. I loved the way they felt against mine; soft and firm at the same time. Sometimes I’d break our kiss slightly so that I could take his bottom lip in between my teeth and give it a light nibble or tug; he didn’t seem to mind.I pressed harder against him as I started to get more excited. I wanted to feel his big hands all over my breasts, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/91462787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/91462787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pornchick.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91462787' title=''/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08249972066135148788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://ca.geocities.com/litterboxjen/chaseboys.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3991667.post-85390562</id><published>2002-12-02T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T11:42:17.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yet another writing venture. What can I say? I can't get enough. ;)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/85390562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3991667/posts/default/85390562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pornchick.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85390562' title=''/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08249972066135148788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://ca.geocities.com/litterboxjen/chaseboys.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
