The Literotica Chronicle INTERVIEWS

[mya]

I have recently been hired as a reporter for the Literotica Chronicle. It is a newspaper published weekly, where I shall publish an article that gives an overview of my interviews with different Literotica personas. My interview questions will take place here, and my finished articles will appear weekly (more or less, but for cyber purposes I’ll call them weekly) under the thread heading "The Literotica Chronicle".

My first interview will be with the lovely Dr. Chanaud. If others wish to be considered for an interview, please feel free to leave messages right here. Be sure to include the name of your character from another thread whom you wish for me to interview and the name of the thread where he/she appears.

The interview part of the thread is closed to me and whomever I am interviewing at the moment. I may recruit others if the direction I am taking the thread needs it. Otherwise, please only post if you have a character from another thread that you wish me to interview. Thanks.

 

[mya]

The Interview of Dr. Chanaud

OOC: Wow, my very own first ever thread!

IC:

Straightening my skirt and checking my blouse to be sure it’s buttoned straight, I swing through the doors of station WSRZ radio, 10 minutes early for my appointed interview time with Dr. Chanaud. I’m a little nervous with this being my first interview and all. I am greeted by Jackie. I send her a knowing grin as I’ve ahhhhh heard Jackie on the show just recently. Jackie settles me in Dr. Chanaud’s office and says she’ll be along shortly. Sure enough, she wanders in, my first glimpse of the sexy voice I’ve heard many times on my radio. She has long curly strawberry blonde hair, cornflower blue eyes, and a killer body. She pours us both a coffee and comes to sit beside me, rather than across from me, and I can’t help but like this woman.

I set my tape recorder on the desk, turning it to the on position, cross my bare legs, my skirt riding high, and settle my note pad on my knee as I begin the interview.

"Do you have a first name Dr.? How would you prefer for me to address you? And my readers would like to know your age. Exactly how old are you Dr.?"

 

[darrenfate]

OOC: This is a fantastic idea, Mya! Best of luck with it, I shall eagerly await your columns. A great first subject, the lovely Dr. Chanaud...

 

[mya]

Thank you Darrenfate...I must admit the idea was given to me by the sweet chanaud herself! But I really appreciate the support!

 

[ariosto]

Do Oshea!

Congratulations to you and Chanaud then...It's the most unique idea I've seen since I've been here!
I would like to nominate Oshea from my Route66 thread when you have a chance.

 

[mya]

Oshea will be next then...he'll be a fun interview for sure!

 

[eepy]

OOC: Great idea you two!

 

[chanaud]

Dr. Chanaud

OOC: Thank you all. The idea was only inspired by Mya's sunny disposition and inquisitive mind. I wish you the best of luck in your new career, Mya!


Jackie stopped me in the hall to remind me a new reporter is waiting in my office. I couldn't help but sigh at the commitment made by my producer. "It's all part of the job," he said. "Plus, it's great promotion." It's always the same story. Male reporters are always trying to prove their sexual prowess with me and the female reporters are always trying to dig into my past, looking for some dark secret to enhance their career.

I entered my office, and immediately noticed the exquisite creature sitting across my desk. I poured her a blend of my special Hawaiian Kona blend without asking if she wanted one, and sat next to her. Crossing my legs, I noticed our bare knees almost touched. While mine were calm, hers seemed to have a nervous kick. I placed the tip of my fingers over her knee and answered her questions...

Hello, Mya. First, you may call me Docteur. And second, don't you know you should never ask a lady her age?

 

[mya]

Interview with Dr. Chanaud cont.

Ah yes Docteur, I know that asking a woman her age is tacky, but what can I say, I represent my readers...and they want to know all about you. So as for your age...well we'll just skip that one for now.

*I glance at her fingers caressing my knee cap, and her knees so close to mine...hmmmm...interesting.*

How did you end up in this line of work Docteur? If my researcher is correct you do not possess a psychology credential do you? What experience and education do you have to advise callers about their own sexual problems? And have you ever had a sexual problem before in your own life Docteur?

*I grin at her, my own knee sliding closer to hers.*

 

[chanaud]

I answered in a low, calming, throaty voice. Please, slow down, Mya. I cleared the afternoon for you. I caught her eyeing my hand on her knee, so I quickly removed it. I allowed my hand to hang over the arm of the brown leather chair, allowing my fingers to dangle over the hem of her skirt.

Our recently departed studio manager, Art Thompson, discovered me three years ago. My dear Art had a ermm.. slight problem, and have visited many Drs. before me. All they did was overdosed him with medications and tried to blame his mother for his umm...problem. But only a week with me, he was able to overcome his little problem. He figured if I was able to cure him in the short time we had, who else can I help. And the rest is history.

I paused for a moment, to take a sip of coffee. I crossed my legs and noticed Mya's admiring eye following my movement.

And as for my credentials, the studio went through an extensive investigation on my background.

Again, I crossed my leg. And again, Mya couldn't peel her eyes off me.

I am constantly updating my education. In fact, I hold weekly sessions at Dr. Chanaud's Sex Therapy Camp. Many couples come to me, full of questions and inhibitions. But after a full week with me, they leave feeling self-confident with their sexual lifestyle.

I leaned forward dramitically, and removed my jacket. When I rested my back on the chair, I turned my body towards her, so my breasts were straining against the sheer white blouse.

And what was the last question again? Oh yesss. Have I ever had a sexual problem before? But of course Mya. We all have. If you can sit there and tell me you never have. Then, I will have to say, you're not being honest with yourself.

I took a moment to take another sip of coffee again. A long, delicate sip. The silence hung in the air. Licking my lips, I turned to her with an arched eyebrow, What about you, Mya? Do you have a sexual problem at the moment?

 

[mya]

Interview with Dr. Chanaud cont.

My eyes followed her every movement. She was one sexy woman and I found myself oddly attracted to her...it was not my usual thing...women I mean. But I sure as hell wasn't going to tell her that! And then she popped that question, "What about you, Mya? Do you have a sexual problem at the moment?"

I blushed, and nervously fingered the buttons on my blouse, accidentally opening the top two buttons, and letting my cleavage show. It was not done consciously...was it? I had to ask myself, but I would not ask her! "Errrr, ummmm, well Docteur, let's not talk about me, I'm here to talk about you!" I added breathlessly. Would she let it drop? I could usually get most folks talking about themselves...hell it was most folks favorite subject. I wonder to myself if Jackie is really the first woman she'd had sex with (I too had listened attentively to that show on my drive home that night).

My own curiosity had me asking my next question, couching it within an interview question, "Approximately how many lovers have you had in your life time Docteur? And how many of them women? And what type of unusual sexual encounters have you had or participated in Docteur? Sorry for rushing the questions, I just find there is so much I wish to ask you, (pregnant pause) errrrr on behalf of my readers of course, and so little time." I flush a deeper red, hoping she won't notice.

 

[chanaud]

Watching her fingers fumbling with her blouse, I can tell she was feeling nervous and was trying to evade my question. This exquisite beauty sitting next to me comes off innocent, but under her professionalism, I can see an animal begging to be released.

I reached out and took her hand in mine. I stood up, and she rose with me. Come here Mya. I think you will be more comfortable here, and guided her to the red Swedish leather couch.

Mya followed me in silence like an obedient student. Now, where were we? Oh yes. I have had many lovers. All unique in their style and remembered well. I don't find any type of lovemaking unusual unless it involves children and animals.

Giving her a sensous smile, Sorry, for being so broad, Mya. Now, I've answered some of your questions. Let's talk about you.

Mya's face turned bright red. A bead of perspiration formed on her forehead. I reached out to remove it with my fingertips.

Are you currently in a relationship, Mya?

 

[mya]

Interview with Dr. Chanaud (cont.)

My mind reeled...Wow, she really does have a red Swedish couch!

"Ah...well...um...I really shouldn't be talking about me. Really, my boss pays me to interview others, not waste my time talking about myself."

I bumbled along, nervous and excited.

 

[chanaud]

Don't worry about your boss, Mya. He and I are good friends.Giving her a knowing wink. How do you think he was able to get this interview?

I would think a beautiful woman like you is attached.

I scanned her body appreciately, not caring if she saw me.

 

[mya]

oops...I thought I caught this post in time! Sorry sweet Chanaud

 

[mya]

"Well, I have recently met a man. We have been seeing each other quite a bit lately. I think we are exclusive now...so I guess you could say I have a boyfriend...yes. So what about you Docteur, so you have someone exclusive in your life right now?"

I watched her check out my firm body as I settled on the lounger...my skirt slipped higher, my blouse tugged lower exposing the lace edge of my demi bra...my C cups created quite good cleavage. I know most men enjoyed them...but apparently so did the Dr. I lifted my left leg, slowly and high in the air, watching to see if she'd peek up my skirt...if she did she'd catch a view of one of my brand new thongs that I'd received from a dear friend as part of my 12 days of Christmas presents. Slowly I settled the left leg over the right one, displaying my shapely calves in their best pose.

 

[artful]

I anxiously await the seduction of the reporter that I sent to interview Dr,Chanaud.

 

[artful]

As I silently waited in the SECRET alcove,hidden from all.I,Art thompson could barely contain my lust as,for the first time,I silently started the vcr, recording the plush,well appointed office of the lovely Dr.Chanaud.

It had taken 3 years of carefully planned installments to finally be able to do as I wanted.To have the opportunity to see,and record for my own pleasure,the seductions of Dr.Chanaud.

Though much time had been needed to complete this project,it had often been delayed by financial restrictions.For I had obtained state of the art equipment,and though my income was substantial,still was not limitless.

Being able to view the entire office,through the large two way mirror that hung directly across from the red leather upholstered swedish couch.I sat comfortably,waiting for events to unfold.

 

[chanaud]

Dr. Chanaud

I can tell she was putting a show on for me. She lifted her leg high, to reveal a silk black thong. But, I didn't mind. She does have sexy legs that seemed to lead to heaven.

You say, you're in a relationship. And you are exclusive? I wanted her to think about that question, again.

Yes, I am in a relationship. In fact, I'm in several. *giggles*

 

[Butch]

Awakening

OOC: Hope you'll let me join.
Chris Bander
Mya's photographer.
5'9, 140 lbs, dark curly hair.

IC:Chris woke up in the middle of the day took a shower, jerked off and got dressed. He began eating breakfast and looked at the time.
"Well, 3 pm, that's nice."
In a split second he realized his fault and began running very fast with his camera in his pocket.
"Shit, that damned doctor thing was today. Gotta hurry."
He came to the location about 15 minutes later and got pretty surprised of what he saw.
Sure, he and Mya had been working together for a long time but he had never seen her naked:
"Sorry,...I'm...late" he said nervously.

 

[mya]

"Hmmm...am I in an exclusive relationship? That does merit another thought! I, ummm, well not exclusive, well maybe exclusive...but we've not made any commitments to each other...so I guess not exclusive. Perhaps I should ask him that question Docteur?"

A bit flustered about my relationship now that the good Doctor has made me re-examine it again, I begin spouting off to her like one of her callers. "Docteur, now that you mention it, he does have a few quirks about sex. For one he's got this thing for another woman. He says he's pretty much over her, but he asks me to pretend to be her sometimes."

I swing my legs over the side of the couch and face Dr. Chanaud, looking in her eyes for honest answers. "And he likes to make love best with the radio on. Shit, sometimes a girl just wants to hear the sounds of love, if you know what I mean. Am I a fool to be with this man Docteur?" My hands land on her knees and begin to softly stroke up and down her thighs as I await her answer. I catch the time on my watch as my fingers stroke her thighs.

"Hell he's picking me up here in about half an hour or so. My damn vette broke down. Perhaps you could counsel him on our relationship also?"

 

[mya]

All characters in this thread are taken...for now anyways...

OOC

Hi All...

Feel free to let me know here if you wish to be interviewed as one of your characters in another thread.

I am flattered by those who wish to join, but for now I have my plate full with Dr. chanaud, and my soon to be arriving boyfriend (who knows who he is).

If at any point you wish to join, please PM me with your ideas. I already have half a plan where this thread is going, so if I can fit you in, I shall.

Otherwise, I'm happy to post in other threads too when I can. Or you can visit the Rick's Rooftop...it's a place to get to know other writers and find writing partners. It's also a fun place to flirt! (The one rule is that you can only post there 6 times per day and sex is not the main theme, although it certainly comes up a lot! LOL)

I do apologize for the confusion, and ask you to bare with me. This is the first time I have posted as the thread starter and I should have made things clearer at the start. If I've still got you confused, or maybe I've just confused you, please PM me! I'm always happy to chat!

Thanks again,
xoxo
mya

 

[chanaud]

OOC: You are doing a wonderful job with your first thread, Mya.

I glanced at my watch too. Only half hour passed since she's been here. Oh yes, I forgot I had cleared the afternoon for her.

No, I don't mind counseling you and your boyfriend. But, tell me. Who does he want you to be? Does he reciprocate when you want him to play a certain role?

I noticed her knee rubbing against mine. She was obvious deep in thought and doing this unconsciously. Loving the feel of her soft skin against mine, I made no attempts to stop her. Then her finger stroking my leg. She was tickling me, but I just sat there afraid to bring her back to reality. The flutters crept up my leg and settled between my thighs. My voice dropped an octave,

And what does Mya want? Does Mya have any fantasies?

 

[mya]

Interview of Dr. Chanaud

Some how I'd lost all control of the interview and the rookie in me didn't even realize it as I listened and contemplated her questions.

"No, I don't mind counseling you and your boyfriend. But, tell me. Who does he want you to be? Does he reciprocate when you want him to play a certain role?" she said.

"Ummmm, well, Docteur...it's kind of embarrassing really." I flushed before continuing, "He ummmmm, ahhhhh, well he wants me to pretend to be other women, usually celebrities. Sometimes he even asks me to dress up like them, or to cut and/or die my hair like them. Sometimes he asks me to emulate their speech and accent...which I suck at. But he does not seem to mind. Is that weird Docteur?"

My fingers continued their play, as my gaze focused on some place other than Dr. Chanaud's office. It was as though I was transported back to our times of love making, recalling every nuance of his actions, and every thought that crossed my mind as he pushed his large beautiful cock into my warm inviting pussy again and again and again.

"And what does Mya want? Does Mya have any fantasies?" the Dr.'s question intruded on my memories.

"Fantasies?" Gulp. "Fantasies, well ummmm, it's been a long time since I've had 'em Docteur. I was raised to think fantasies were 'dirty'. I have never asked him to take on other identities Docteur. Perhaps he would, perhaps he would not."

My mind began to reel as I began to remember the old fantasies I used to have. "Wait Docteur...some of the fantasies I used to have as a teenager are coming back to me now...let me think for a few moments please."

My finger nails began to scratch soft circles around and around and around her hard thighs as I remembered. I spared a glance at my watch, as I wondered if I would have time to tell her about those suppressed memories before my boyfriend showed up to give me my ride home.

 

[chanaud]

Her fingers continued to creep up my inner thighs. She didn't even notice when I opened my legs to allow her access.

By all means, fantasies are not abnormal, Mya. The only time it can be abnormal is if you confuse fantasy from reality. Does he do that, Mya?

But, I can't understand why he would want to replace with other woman, when you are so refreshingly sexy.

She seemed deep in thought now. I stopped talking to catch my breath. Her fingers circling my thighs sent butterflies up my body.

Now tell me, Mya. Do you ever fantasize of being with other women? Her fingers were near the top of my thighs. If I opened my legs wider, she will feel a patch of moistness.

Surprised by my question, she turned to me with her lips parted. I leaned closer, Oh Mya Mya Mya. I whispered softly. What a beautiful name for a beautiful person.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head. Taking it as a cue, I leaned in and kissed her softly.