Salam (Hello), my name is Shahnaz Tabrizi a.k.a. dokhtar dewane (Crazy girl), I am your eyes and ears into Tehran's party and sex orgies underworld. On this blog, I am your navigator into a world of intrigue, betrayal, lust and power. With my fair skin, yellowish-blonde hair, big hazel eyes, slender frame and round butt, I am a popular party girl, but I refuse to be called a hipster.
Both my parents are ethnic Azerbaijanis (or Azeri Turks), whose family roots are in northern Iranian places like Tabriz, Ardabil and others. My great-grandfather was a respected religious scholar and Marija (he had followers), his son (my grandfather) was a religious scholar and Hojatoslam (very senior religious position) and my father is a Mulla (Cleric) and Hojatoslam, based in the city of Qom. When I visit him, I dress in full black headscarf and baggy clothes, but my parents are divorced and I live with my mother in an upper-middle class neighbourhood, near Valiasr Street in Tehran.
To my father, I am a devout, pious and religious girl. But in reality, I never say my prays and my spiritual compass is not towards Karbala in Iraq, but to the high fashion of Paris and Milan, the music and movies of America and the skiing vacations in Switzerland. Qom is many miles away and my mother is very liberal, thus in Tehran, you will see me in tight fashionable clothes with a lose headscarf and front fringe exposed. You might see me with my cute, fluffy, white-haired dog and my smart phone cruising the streets.
Or you might see me in my expense European car or me getting into some random guy's car. Yes, I typify a child of the revolution; I am a modern woman in post revolutionary Iran. I have no boyfriend, but many lovers. I am part of generation 'me' and I want it all. I'm no bimbo either, like 60% of Iranian women, I attend university. Studying for a degree in Philosophy and Literature at the University of Tehran, means I can blow your mind, as well as your cock.
If you ask me, what life in Tehran is like? I will tell you to read the Divine Comedy by Dante. Like the Divine Comedy, living in Tehran, you must go through the 9 circles of hell and then into Purgatorio (Purgatory) before reaching Paradiso (Paradise). Iranian society has yet to reach Paradiso, and some of us have created our own Paradiso, in the circle of hell we enjoy being in. Dante was guided through hell by the Roman poet Virgil, but unlike Dante, me and Virgil never made it pass the second circle of hell.
Upon entering through the second gate, I learned that it was the endless flight of those whose logic was controlled by lust: their souls are whirled around like strarlings borne high aloft by winter's blast in great wheeling flights... The voice quickly came and went in the black squall, and I had to shout over the uproar: "Teacher, who flies in the gale?"
He answered: "That first one was empress over peoples of many languages. She was so lewd that she had to repeal the laws against the sex crimes that she committed. She's Semiramis. As you've read, she was the wife of Ninus, and succeeded him as rulers of the lands that the Sultan of Baghdad holds today."
"Next to her that's Dido who broke faith with Sichaeus' ashes and then killed herself for love. And there's that sex pot Cleopatra. Look: That's Helen, for whom the mills of war revolved for so long. And there's great Achilles who died with love of Polyxena... There's Paris and Tristan, too." He pointed out more than a thousand shadows of those who died for love. Dante's Inferno.
Literature explains life, unlike any other medium in existence. And tonight, I will enter into the second circle of the inferno, yet again. I have been invited to an orgy with a difference. Most orgies I attend are with free-loving young people, but tonight's orgy is with a group of divorced women in their forties. They have hired a group of gigolos, but they are also looking to push the boat out, and try a girl with the mix. Hence, why I am going!
This is not an unusual practice in Iran these days, our sexual norms have changed considerably in 30 years. There are many factors, which have caused our sexual norms to change. Firstly, a declining birth rate, 20-years ago Iranian women had on average 6.8 children. Today they have 1.2 children per woman. The Iranian government was worried that the country would suffer from over-population and so introduced family planning measures. This included changes to abortion laws, manufacturing and distributing contraceptives and educating the public about why less is more. Today Iranians regard anyone who has more than 3 children to be backwards and culturally inferior.
Secondly, female social mobility and participation in society increased along with female education. You'll find women in practically every job and profession, but while women have progressed, men are still lagging behind, which has led to an increase in the divorce rate. Despite all of this, there are many restriction on women and so many women like to rebel in their own private space. Hence, the MILF sex orgy.
The evening approaches and I head off to Mrs Sossan's house. I arrive and buzz the intercom and a voice appears. I say the password, "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here." I am buzzed through and I enter into a luxuries home. Iranians treat their homes like palaces, they are always spotlessly clean, well decorated with expensive furniture and pictures and artworks on the walls.
There are six women in this circle and four of them are divorced and two are cheating on their husbands. The host Sossan is in her forties and has fair skin, blue eyes and dark hair. An educated woman, who use to be married to senior Iranian diplomat, and who has visited and lived in many different countries. Fluent in French, English, German and Italian, she does part time documentation translation work.
Negas is another divorcee of the group. Being the youngest of the group, the 35-year old only got divorced recently, and is new to this scene. She's attractive with bronze skin, but is timid and shy and doesn't speak much.
Shireen , also divorced, is the oldest of the group at 45 years old. She is the main gossiper of the group and if you want to know the dirt on anyone, she's your woman. An attractive woman, who could pass for younger, with dark hair and eyes with fair skin.
Nadia the last of the divorcees of the group and one of the most interesting. Olive-skinned with honey eyes, she represents the greatest tragedy of the group. In her twenties, a talented singer and artist. She painted pictures, which now hang in European Galleries and she also had a brief singing career. Like many Iranian artists she sought her fortunes abroad, but came back to Iran when she married an Iranian-Frenchman. Her whole career feel apart and then her marriage too. Currently she earns a living teaching art at the University of Tehran.
Roxanna is the group member most interested in me. She has beautiful blonde hair and green eyes with fair skin. But she also makes me nervous too. She is still married and her husband is a senior commander in the Revolutionary Guards Special Forces unit the Quds brigade. He has close relations with Iran's ruling elite and even sits with Supreme Leader Ali Khamenei. Roxanna is a notorious adulteress and nymphomaniac.
Nasrin is also married. Her husband is a travelling businessman and they rarely have time for sex. Nasrin is also a quiet person and says very little. There are also three young men, who look like students, but are studs nonetheless. They are tall and muscular and they are clearly the hired entertainment.
Roxanna beckons me to sit next to her on the couch with an excited look on her face. Sossan hands out bootlegged fine wine in expensive Italian made cups. The women proceed to talk among themselves, while the men sit in their laps and feed them grapes from an expensive bowl. The conversation starts off with mundane topics such as their latest activities or their children, but then it goes into racier direction.
Each woman starts talking about their first time. Half were married when they lost their virginities and they speak of the terror and fear of the wedding night. Of course Roxanna wades in, being the most sexually experienced of the group with her first time story, which happened when she was a teenager. But, unlike the others, she needs to build up to it and starts telling a story of her sexual journey before losing her virginity and then what happened after.
