<?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-6020806807900368330</id><updated>2011-08-01T13:00:50.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of Rj</title><subtitle type='html'>When your horny daydreams come to paper...


*All stories are fictional, for suggestions email me.*</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofrj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020806807900368330/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofrj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Henry Murphy Jr.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575275779076591944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KUN1UHQX_q8/TffO6MOQd1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/YQidlclN6zs/s220/ill%2Bfuck%2Byou%2Bright%2Bi%2Bwill%252C%2Bill%2Bfuck%2Byou%2Bright%2Bi%2Bwill%252C%2Band%2Bafter%2Bwe%2527ll%2Btalk%2Babt%2Bhow%2Bamazin%2Bi%2Bmade%2Byou%2Bfeel.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020806807900368330.post-514772274229513549</id><published>2011-07-19T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T18:20:44.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rj - Redemption.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Why, why would you bring that back up&lt;/i&gt;?” I said, turning myglare away from her. I lay back onto the chair, sinking my head into itscushion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Her smile faded, which led to an awkward silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;She curled her body into a ball just a little bit, andrested her head on my chest. She said it low, but loud enough for me to hear:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In a most remorseful tone, “&lt;i&gt;I’m sorry&lt;/i&gt;,” passed through herlips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I didn’t look at her, but I wrapped my arms around her.“&lt;i&gt;Don’t be&lt;/i&gt;,” I said underneath my breath. I wasn’t mad at her, but it made me hatemyself a little bit. Bringing that situation back up makes my skin crawl andchanges my mood. I screwed up BADLY, and I ended up hurting the both of us. Andeven though I was forgiven; the world knows I can never live it down in myheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Awkward silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I kept thinking, “&lt;i&gt;What if I just kissed her right now&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;i&gt; Whatwould it lead to&lt;/i&gt;?” the thought just kept running through my head and I couldn’tpush it out. I told myself to leave it alone. Kissing her would only make thesituation even weirder. Plus, I was getting nervous. She looked up at me, andput her hand over my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Baby, calm down&lt;/i&gt;.” She whispered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And at that moment, I took action. Our lips met, and lockedfor a few moments. She bit my bottom lip, I sucked on hers. I flicked my tongueagainst her lips, and then she sucked on my tongue. As we kissed, she climbedon top of me, lifting my shirt off. I managed to get a firm grip on her ass,all while she began to nibble on my ear. She felt me begin to harden, andslowly started to grind against my body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was living in the moment, for once. I embraced every kiss,every touch, every thought I had about what I should do next;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lick her neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lay her on her back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Take her cargo pants off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I planted kisses everywhere on her body, making my way downto what we both knew I was in search of. Her scent grew stronger the closer Ibecame. Her soft, curvaceous, well toned caramel shape provided the perfecttrail for me to turn my kisses into licks. I pulled her panties away with myteeth to reveal my prize; a very wet, fully shaven&amp;nbsp;pussy with a tattoo at herbikini line reading “Hello.” With her panties still clenched between my teeth,she stopped my removal at her thighs,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Wait&lt;/i&gt;,” she said. “&lt;i&gt;Sit back&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Puzzled, I raised my eyebrow and did what she commanded. Isat back and relaxed, wondering what was to come. She stood in front of me,bending over with her hands placed on the coffee table in front of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Eat it&lt;/i&gt;.” She said,&amp;nbsp;and I gladly did so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So here we are, in her living room. I have no shirt on, she’sbent over a coffee table, her panties are wrapped around her thighs, and I havea grip on those thighs while my face in buried; drinking juices like I had twotongues to tag team her pussy with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pure art.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to be continued...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020806807900368330-514772274229513549?l=chroniclesofrj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofrj.blogspot.com/feeds/514772274229513549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofrj.blogspot.com/2011/07/rj-redemption.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020806807900368330/posts/default/514772274229513549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020806807900368330/posts/default/514772274229513549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofrj.blogspot.com/2011/07/rj-redemption.html' title='Rj - Redemption.'/><author><name>Henry Murphy Jr.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575275779076591944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KUN1UHQX_q8/TffO6MOQd1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/YQidlclN6zs/s220/ill%2Bfuck%2Byou%2Bright%2Bi%2Bwill%252C%2Bill%2Bfuck%2Byou%2Bright%2Bi%2Bwill%252C%2Band%2Bafter%2Bwe%2527ll%2Btalk%2Babt%2Bhow%2Bamazin%2Bi%2Bmade%2Byou%2Bfeel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020806807900368330.post-9211462757227409803</id><published>2010-01-01T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T15:46:46.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rj fantasy - Sport of Gods</title><content type='html'>I had a dream. Well, call it a fantasy. Her name's Layla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's&amp;nbsp;good girl that's been covering my thoughts from time to time. She's got grey eyes, smooth curves, a nice round backside with breasts to match, and curly black hair that goes down her back a little.&lt;br /&gt;But she's a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every thing's untouched, and she respect's herself. That's what adds onto my&amp;nbsp;attraction to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's a friend, but a friend I could see myself with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows&amp;nbsp;about the freak in me, but we're&amp;nbsp;just friends, too bad thoughts go as far as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dream we were at her house,&amp;nbsp;and she was wearing a black&amp;nbsp;long-sleeved&amp;nbsp;shirt, grey sweats, rainbow colored socks, and she had her hair tied up. I randomly looked at my phone. It was 2:00pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mom told us she was leaving and wouldn't be back until about 8pm. She trusted me, so she wasn't worried. After her mother left; Layla locked the door, and went too the window to watch her mother leave. I stared at her ass for a minute,then she said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"RJ come here you gotta see this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't thinking about whatever she was talking about, I knew what I wanted. I got up, and walked over to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowly and lightly bumped my dick up against her ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ooh," she jumped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hugged her from behind and brought my tongue across the back of her neck. She moaned, then turned around and placed a hand behind my back. She kissed me. Damn I love her lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought you were a good girl."&lt;br /&gt;"I am, but with a boy like you good girls have needs too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slid my hand down from her lips, to her chest, and around to grab on her ass.&lt;br /&gt;"Whats that supposed to-" She tugged at my belt buckle and kissed me gain.&lt;br /&gt;"Just shut up," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked her up, and started walking towards her room. She kissed me again, then proceeded to put a hickey on my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started nibbling on my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea she knew what she wanted. As we entered her room, I laid her on her bed. We continued kissing, she grabbed my hands and slid them down her sides. I kissed her neck, and slid my body down to her private regions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bit on her pants, biting on the fabric where her pussy was. She didn't have any panties on, I could feel it through her pants. I began to poke her pussy with my tongue while slowly pulling her pants off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had no panties on. The view was mouthwatering.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't want to just dive in just yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traced out her name with my tongue along her thigh in cursive. Starting near her knee, I extended the lines so I always finished the last letter close to her pussy. Then I kissed a lip, which turned into a lick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traveled over to the next thigh, while exploring her body with my hands. She was drenched by the time I reached &amp;nbsp;her other lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my hands behind her knees, spreading her legs. I licked the areas where her leg and pussy&amp;nbsp;met. I dragged my tongue from her bellybutton to her&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;clit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flicked my tongue, and moved my body closer so I could pleasure her more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brushed the sides with my tongue, and she began to moan.&amp;nbsp;I slid my tongue deep inside her, traveling through the rest of her womanhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She became juicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face was getting messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tongue-fucked her vagina, and moved my tongue from her hole to her clit and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How does it taste?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and said "Like pussy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one more trick in my mouth, the finale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spread her lips to have her fully exposed, and made an "O" shape with my tongue around her clit.&amp;nbsp;Slowly, I slid two fingers inside of her. Moving it back and forth around her spot; I slid my fingers in and out of her, increasing the tempo of my tongue and hand motions simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 3 to&amp;nbsp;5 minutes, her legs shot up into the air and she grabbed my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Right there!" she screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept every single rhythm intact, as she kept moaning, and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm cumming!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled her closer to me, my lips covering hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her juices squirted into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I kept eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her legs were shaking, her body jerked up, she started pushing on my head a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She screamed my name so loud&amp;nbsp;that I swear I heard a bird fly off the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Insert quick laughter.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came again, this time oozing into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swallowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat up, watching her body still shake. I noticed she was pulling her sheets. I laughed, licking my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grabbed my wrist, looking at her I noticed she had a look in her eyes. I thought about what she said a little earlier:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With a boy like you good girls have needs too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my performance, she was looking at me signaling she wanted more. She glanced at my belt, then back at me. There's no words, body language&amp;nbsp;says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled, then rolled onto her stomach. She&amp;nbsp;unbuckled my belt, my button and unzipped my pants all in one minute. I pulled them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I didn't have any underwear on either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy shit right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a full hard-on, and she had a firm grip on it. She kissed the tip of my dick, then opened her mouth. I abruptly woke up; mouth dry, boxers a little soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself sitting on Layla's couch. Her mother was gone, and she was sitting next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That must have been some dream." She laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratching my head I replied, "How long was I asleep for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"15 minutes to the most. I mean after what happened in my room you were so zoned out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She giggled as I looked at her confusingly. She then used her thumb to wipe the corner of her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You tasted pretty good, you lick pretty good too."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020806807900368330-9211462757227409803?l=chroniclesofrj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofrj.blogspot.com/feeds/9211462757227409803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofrj.blogspot.com/2010/01/rj-fantasy-sport-of-gods.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020806807900368330/posts/default/9211462757227409803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020806807900368330/posts/default/9211462757227409803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofrj.blogspot.com/2010/01/rj-fantasy-sport-of-gods.html' title='Rj fantasy - Sport of Gods'/><author><name>Henry Murphy Jr.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575275779076591944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KUN1UHQX_q8/TffO6MOQd1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/YQidlclN6zs/s220/ill%2Bfuck%2Byou%2Bright%2Bi%2Bwill%252C%2Bill%2Bfuck%2Byou%2Bright%2Bi%2Bwill%252C%2Band%2Bafter%2Bwe%2527ll%2Btalk%2Babt%2Bhow%2Bamazin%2Bi%2Bmade%2Byou%2Bfeel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
