The nurse closed the door behind her as she left, having instructed me to change into the paper "hospital" gown folded neatly on the paper lined and elevated bed that was the examination table. As was the case with any medical facility, it seemed, the doctor's office was cool and a slight breeze from the ceiling vent ruffled the pamphlets clipped to a board...
Salam (Hello), it's your girl, Shahnaz Tabrizi a.k.a. dokhtar dewane (Crazy girl), your eyes and ears into Tehran's party and sex orgies underworld. This is my second blog entry and it has been an orgasmic few days, but also confusing few days. I've been splitting my time between Qom and Tehran and below is my account of the last few days. Sexually forbidd...
Chapter Thirteen Intrepid - 3755 C.E. Heads turned as Beatrice strode along corridors in the space ship Intrepid that were normally reserved for military personnel. It was unusual enough for a passenger to be seen in this part of the ship although there was no security restriction as such, but Beatrice in motion was an unusually compelling sight even in a S...
It was fucking ridiculous!! I, the most infamous living New Yorker, had a fan page of my own on the net. Thousands of 'devout followers' logged in every day to share their thoughts on me. Some called me a Messiah; others said I was 'the coolest guy in New York'. There were even those who wanted to meet me, those who wished to come with me on those nights....
I guess "typical" defines at least the first twenty one years of my (Kevin Alston's) life. I was about average in everything including smarts, athleticism, size, personality, and experiences. I had really good days, and really bad days, did some noble things, and some ignoble ones, probably in a coffee creamer ratio (half-n-half). I was better looking than a...
This is part 2 of a multipart story, and it is recommended you go back and read Victorian Dreams Ch 01 to gain perspective. For those of you who have expressed interest in the story I thank you and offer this part for your enjoyment. This part as well as the prior part and any parts that fool are Copyright 2003, 2004 by Charles F. Johnson, and all rights a...
Although I'm now 40 years old, I can still remember my first sexual experience. I grew up in a strict religious home where sex was considered to be acceptable only if you were married. It was not really discussed. Of course, since an adolescent girl is not supposed to be getting married, she really should not be thinking about sex. I spent my high school yea...
Note: All characters are over the age of 18. Dear Diary, Does anyone even keep such things anymore? I suppose since I am using password protected computer files, you are not truly a diary. But what are you then? An electronic journal of a fucked up mind I suppose. But that is too long to type each day, so how about we just keep to 'diary?' You realise, of...
I am already home from work, naked, with the bonds laid out on the coffee table, the glass of wine on the side table by the couch. I hear the door opening and my shaft becomes instantly erect, I drop to my knees and bow my head as you step out of your shoes and I kiss your feet in greeting. You smile down at me and tell me to stand as you take my erect shaft...
St. Lucius: As God Intended. This story is definitely inspired by some of the work by my favorite literotica authors "imjustasteph," and "theSparkZone." It also owes some to the whole NIS thing, but it is maybe a little different. Everyone is at least 18 yrs old. ***** I don't know what is going on with this school. It doesn't seem legal. If I told you, y...