[My Sexual History Explained] (01-09) Author: One Night Ten Sons

Author: Yi Ye Shi Ci Lang
Word Count: 12380

Note: No paragraphs, the author simply wrote it in nine parts!

My Sexual History:

I was born in Xuhui District, Shanghai in the 1960s. At that time, my family's political background was considered very bad,
so the four of us (my maternal grandmother, parents, and me) were forced from our private garden house to
a 20-square-meter room on the second floor of a lane on Chang Le Road in Shanghai (I only learned later that it was actually a rental property left by our
ancestors , but that's another story). Therefore, all my childhood memories are
of life in that lane. At that time, the people living in this lane were mostly teachers, office workers, salespeople, and some musicians
(because I often heard them singing high notes). There weren't many factory workers. I remember my friends all lived
in the same lane, visiting each other to play. There weren't many toys then; we would just flip through comic books
or look through our parents' photo albums, thinking the suits/cheongsams our parents wore in the photos were quite nice (
I didn't understand then).

Among my playmates were several older boys, three to five years older than us. I remember one summer, when I
was almost of school age, they suddenly suggested a game: a competition to see whose penis
was the biggest. We had to take turns sucking each other's penises. We did as they said,
and whoever could get an erection would get candy. That was the first time I remembered knowing that a penis could get hard.
They also had my friends suck my penis, but I don't remember having any reaction; that scene has faded from my memory.
This game seemed to happen several times throughout the summer. At that time, we all had foreskins, so the glans wasn't directly exposed
. The older boys told us that girls' urethra was different, and
the reason they were training to get hard was so that they could penetrate girls in the future and experience incredible pleasure. I was completely bewildered.

This must have been my first lesson in sex education.

And so, I entered elementary school, still somewhat confused. I remember when I was in fourth or fifth grade, the Cultural Revolution had ended.
Some girls in my class started wearing floral dresses and skirts, and we started gossiping about who was pretty.
But I still didn't understand. Back then, people came to my house every day to discuss the implementation of policies, so I mostly
did my homework at classmates' houses, which we called "Sunny Courtyard." Several classmates would gather at one classmate's house
to finish their homework together. After finishing, we'd go home for dinner, and then immediately go to the alleyway to watch TV .
Many alleyways had TVs back then, and they'd broadcast news and movies every night. One evening,
a neighbor of mine, a close friend, was watching TV when he suddenly asked me to come to his house immediately.
When I got there, he slept in the attic, which was accessed directly from the outside stairs, but
you could see into the rooms below. We often read comic books in the attic. That day,
we had just sat down in the attic, before even turning on the lights, when we heard someone open the door and turn on the lights in the downstairs room. I
was about to greet them when he pulled my mouth shut and made a shushing gesture. Then he lay down on the attic floor and peered down through a large gap
. I was curious and lay down to look too. There was another room downstairs with a bed. It turned out to be his older brother (
at least five years older than us, and I think he was already working as an apprentice) and a woman. Anyway, about ten
minutes later, I couldn't hear what they were talking about, but
then I saw his brother hug the woman and kiss her. I was stunned. Then I saw the woman's top be taken off; I don't remember her wearing a bra. Then
I saw the woman lying naked on the bed, and his brother immediately lay on top of her too
. My immediate thought was that they were acting strangely, but I clearly saw the woman's breasts, and I felt a physical reaction
myself —I got an erection for the first time. I know my face turned bright red, and my heart was pounding. Thankfully,
it was dark. Because I don't know anything about sex,
I wasn't I just found it quite amusing. I was too embarrassed to keep watching, so I sat up and didn't dare make a sound.
About ten minutes later, my classmate also got up. Neither of us dared to move. We heard them
getting dressed downstairs, and a little while later, his brother took the woman out. My classmate told me he knew his brother
was bringing a woman back that day, so he came back to see. He said he'd seen it several times already, and each time he'd get an erection. I
think from that moment on, my testosterone levels increased because I could get an erection. That was
the first time I remember getting an erection.

After seeing the naked woman my classmate's brother brought that night, we saw it three or four more times, and
each time I got an erection. Until one day, I saw my classmate imitate his brother, lying on the bed and rubbing his erection
between the bed and his body until he ejaculated. He told me that this was what sex felt like. I tried it at home,
and sure enough, I felt an indescribable pleasure and ejaculated. I often relaxed like this, though I never
masturbated; I just reached orgasm by pressing my body against an erect penis and rubbing it. This continued until
I entered junior high school.

When I entered junior high, a handwritten novel suddenly became popular in my class: "The Heart of a Young Girl." I believe
many of my peers here will know about it. I remember that my family underwent a dramatic change at that time. We
moved back to our old house in Xuhui District, and suddenly we were rich. My father said one day that the gold that had been confiscated
was returned to us by the Communist Party at a price of 97 RMB per 50 grams. We bought a TV, a refrigerator,
and a bicycle for me. Back then, having a bicycle to go to school was considered very prestigious. I was still attending junior high school in Changning District,
so I had to ride my bike to school every day. It was at this time that a male classmate who was close to me gave me the handwritten novel.
I finished reading it that night and was deeply attracted by the sexual descriptions in the book. From then on, I felt a surge of desire, like
a seed slowly sprouting in my heart.

At that time, I had also contacted all my relatives overseas, and they sent a lot of food, clothes, and
shoes from Hong Kong. They even imported a color TV and a Pioneer stereo system from Japan. I was considered quite an oddball at school
. Because my house was quite large, with a big living room on the first floor, my dad would throw dances at home almost every day. I
would do my homework in my room on the second floor, and sometimes I would go down to watch. I often saw men and women embracing
and dancing . Once, in the hallway outside the dance, I saw a very beautiful (at the time, that's what I thought)
older woman (I felt she was only a few years older than me), especially with her very full breasts. I couldn't help but gasp.
When she saw me, she said, "You've grown so much!" and immediately hugged me. It was the first time I'd ever been hugged (I don't remember my
mom hugging me at that age). It turned out she was my dad's friend's daughter; we used to play together when we were little,
but I'd forgotten. Then she said she wanted to see my room, so she took me upstairs to
my room. In the room, she asked if I could dance, and I said no. She said I absolutely had to learn. I really
wanted to hug her again, to feel her full breasts again, so I offered to hug her and do a
breast dance. She was startled but didn't refuse. As soon as I hugged her, I got hard, and I thought of scenes from those
handwritten books . I noticed she was hugging me tighter and tighter, and I could clearly feel her breasts rising and falling, but I
didn't dare touch them, even though I'd thought about it a hundred times. She probably sensed my erection, because suddenly she reached out and touched
my genitals, saying, "You've really grown up." She stroked me a few times through my pants, saying, "This is our secret,
don't tell anyone." Then she asked if I had a girlfriend, and I said no, and then she laughed and said she could
be my girlfriend. Just then, her father called her from downstairs, and she said she'd come back tomorrow and went downstairs.
I was lost in thought in my room.

The next evening, she and her parents came to dance again, and she came directly to my room to chat with me.
Somehow, we started talking about that handwritten book (or maybe I intentionally quoted it, I forget).
I still remember her face turning very red immediately. As a result, she led me to touch her
breasts through her clothes, and my penis became hard. Then she lifted her clothes to show me her breasts, and my first impression was that I
saw very small, pink nipples, one of which seemed to be recessed. I grabbed and rubbed them without hesitation;
this was my first outburst of lust. I felt like I had forcibly touched her vulva, which had no hair, but I didn't
know I should insert it. She didn't strongly resist; she said that if I touched her, she might have a baby… That day, she told me that
her whole family was going to Hong Kong one way because the policy had been implemented, and they had been approved to go to Hong Kong to be with their
grandparents . She came many more times after that, and each time she would let me touch her breasts and touch my hard penis. The
boldest time was when she put my penis at her vaginal opening, but her legs were very tightly closed, so it didn't work, and I felt
pain, so I didn't go any further. Later, her whole family indeed went to Hong Kong. I remember the last time we communicated
was when I was in high school.

After passing the exam and entering high school (a key high school in Xuhui District, Shanghai), I started dating
a . We often went to see movies after class. I remember there was a Japanese movie called "Love and Death," and I
really liked the plot, the Inspector Nomura, and the character Natsuko. So we called each other
Nomura and Natsuko, and we each wrote down our feelings for each other in a diary every day, exchanging them at school the next day.
Every time we watched a movie, I would reach directly into her clothes and touch her breasts. I remember her
nipples were very small, and sometimes they would get hard from my touch. At my insistence, she would sometimes
touch my hard penis in the dark. After school, I would often ride my bicycle to take her home (it seemed like
no ). I finally touched her vagina, and I even put my fingers inside, but we didn't have sex.
This continued until just before the college entrance exam, and then it ended without a trace. To this day, I don't know why we stopped
contacting each other . I don't recall ever arguing; maybe the pressure of the exam was too much. But looking back
, it was a very beautiful experience. I've always wondered if this counts as my first love.

I got into university as I wished. Although the university (also in Xujiahui) was very close to home, I was required to live on campus, but
I rarely did. I rode my bike home every day after school. Back then, ballroom dancing was very popular, and people would go to
different universities
to "dance battles" (I don't know if anyone understands: it's about comparing dance skills). I especially liked going to the nearby Shanghai Normal University because there were many female students. So, in my second year, I became dance partners with a female student. We often went to
other schools to dance, and sometimes to venues outside our homes, like the symphony orchestra near my house
. I remained a virgin until that Christmas (many people don't know this
holiday ). After dancing, I secretly took her home, and she was already very willing to give herself to me. She was also
a virgin, with C-cup breasts and nipples that were the largest I'd ever seen, pink in color. I sucked on them and immediately touched her vagina
. A lot of fluid came out, so I aimed my hard penis at her opening and slowly inserted it.
Her vagina was very slippery, but we were both in excruciating pain, probably because my foreskin was
forcibly pulled , plus the tension. I remember not feeling the urge to ejaculate, just
instinctively making piston-like movements inside her vagina. Slowly, I started to feel something, and finally, I ejaculated, all inside her.
I don't considered the possibility of pregnancy. There was her first blood on the sheets. She slept in my room
until the next morning, leaving before six o'clock to go back to her school dormitory. From then on, we often came to my house
to have sex, and it seemed like we were starting to consider each other boyfriend and girlfriend. We both felt good during sex
, and our libido was high. We had sex several times a week until one day she said her period was two months late
and she knew she was pregnant.

In those days, pregnancy was a huge deal. We were frantic and didn't know
what to do. We asked some close friends, who all said to go to a small rural hospital, or if we were in Shanghai, we'd need a
family planning certificate from our workplace (back then, everything required a referral letter). We tried several methods we thought were good for a
natural miscarriage, but they were ineffective. It was summer vacation then, and many of my high school classmates
had been admitted to the First Medical College, so I asked one of them. He helped me find a
senior at the Shanghai Women and Children's Hospital who agreed to help us through the procedure. We immediately went to the hospital for a checkup, and they said it was probably
just a miscalculation of the due date, and we could manage with medication. After this happened, we continued having sex,
but I always ejaculated outside the vagina, mostly onto her stomach. Sometimes, when I pulled out suddenly, the semen would spray all over her lower
abdomen , onto her breasts, or even her face—a testament to the speed and force of ejaculation in our youth. After some
practice , I found I could control the timing of my ejaculation.

Soon, I would be graduating. At that time, it was a job assignment system, and I was part of the cadre staff. But during my graduation internship
, I met YL, a girl from another university who was also interning at my internship company. She was very outgoing and
very fair-skinned. The most coincidental thing was that she was my high school classmate (not in the same class), so naturally, things started to develop between us.
We started having an ambiguous relationship. We ate together in the cafeteria every day and went out to see movies after work. About three months
after , when I started writing my thesis, I brought her home, ostensibly to work on it together, but actually I wanted to possess her.
In my room (which had a Pioneer stereo system that could amplify vinyl records),
that afternoon, I stripped her naked to the sound of Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake. She had very well-proportioned
breasts, small pink nipples, and very sparse pubic hair. I successfully penetrated her; she was a virgin. Meanwhile,
a female student from that school would usually come to my house on Saturday afternoons to have sex with me. Since it was during my internship and thesis writing phase,
the school didn't require classes, and my internship only required four days a week, leaving Friday and Saturday as free time.
(Back then, we only had Sunday off). I was obsessed with sex at the time, and I always ejaculated outside. I remember
one time on the same Saturday, I had sex with both of them at different times, and I didn't
feel guilty at all; instead, I felt a sense of pride. I still don't know what my psychological problem was. By the way, YL was the first
girl who actively asked to suck my penis, and from then on, all our sex started with oral sex. (Of course,
when we met again twenty years later, her oral skills had improved even further, but that's another story.) They both
probably thought of each other as my girlfriends, and I also thought of them both as my girlfriends at the same time. This
two-timing continued until I graduated, until my junior graduated, and until YL went abroad for graduate school, lasting
for nearly two years.

Due to family connections, I was assigned to a research institute near Xujiahui, a completely
seniority- egalitarian institution. Every day was filled with nothing but checking the data collection work assigned by the project leader, which meant spending all my time
in the library. Back then, there were no computers, so we relied entirely on books. This was a job I couldn't stand at all. Just
then , a nationwide craze for companies began, and there was even talk of officials profiting from their positions. Our institute was no exception and was allowed to set up a company to do technology
trade. I actively requested to become a salesperson for the new company, so I could go out and do business instead of
staying in the office.

It was under these circumstances, looking back now, that my first turning point in life slowly arrived.

After a special application and a gift of some health supplements/Marlboro cigarettes to the head of personnel, I was temporarily
transferred from my research group to the institute's development department (at that time, various large research institutions, in response to the boom in private companies, successively
established development departments to handle external scientific and technological development cooperation). Because of my outgoing personality and ability to maintain good relationships with leaders and
colleagues , I often brought imported snacks from home to my colleagues. Moreover, I was the youngest in the department, and
most importantly, I had a bicycle (which was still rationed at the time). Therefore, various
tasks of delivering materials to brother units and partner units fell to me (and my professional skills were thus neglected).

Through this, I got to know some business managers and salespersons from Shanghai foreign trade companies on the Bund, and
also some junior officials from the Shanghai Machinery and Electrical Equipment Office who were in charge of approving import licenses for scientific research equipment (they all became
friends later). I also continued my English studies at Shanghai Qianjin School every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evening after work, and
attended English typing training every Tuesday and Thursday evening (there were dedicated typewriter training sessions at the time). In addition, my company
sent me every Saturday to the first full-time training course for import and export customs brokers at Shanghai Customs School. It was through this
process that I began building my network entirely on my own. During this period of hard work and study, my girlfriend, a junior, continued to
meet and have sex with me every weekend, while my friend YL was busy with the procedures for studying abroad for graduate school,
so we saw each other much less often.

My restless heart led me to adopt a so-called "younger sister" (WH, six
years younger than me and still in high school) at an English training class, and a "god-sister" (CL, two years older than me and working in a
famous . They were both beautiful Shanghai girls, so I became their
personal escort on bicycles. The school I attended was on Fuxing West Road, the "god-sister" lived on Taiyuan Road (her
father was a retired cadre), and the "younger sister" lived on Jiashan Road, both not far from my home. I would invite them to my
house under the guise of attending a music concert. At that time, my family wasn't holding dance parties as often,
and we had contacted our relatives in Hong Kong and Taiwan. My parents were very busy visiting relatives in Hong Kong and
meeting with relatives in Taiwan, leaving my grandmother and me alone at home for a considerable period. I remember
receiving large packages from Hong Kong frequently, filled with clothes, shoes, and food. My mother knew I had a girlfriend, so she also
sent many girls' clothes, stockings, and so on. Of course, there were also many cassette tapes; the first
Michael Jackson cassette tape was sent around that time.

I remember bringing WH home first, because the teacher canceled class that day at the last minute, so I just took her
home. My room had an attached bathroom with a large bathtub and an imported Japanese electric water
heater . She said her home also had a toilet and a small bathtub, but no water heater, so she only showered about once a week
. I invited her over to shower (a rather ridiculous reason now) and listen to music. When we got to my room, we
danced to music. She was very shy, her face flushed. I kissed her lips, and she kept them tightly closed, but
when I placed my hand on her breasts, her mouth opened slightly. I very slowly kissed her face, nose,
eyes, and ears, and very slowly massaged her breasts. During the music, I took off her top, and touching her white
breasts, I couldn't hold back anymore. I whispered to her, "I'll make love to you very gently." I noticed she
was sweating. Her pants had an elastic waistband, which easily pulled down, revealing pink shorts and
clearly visible pubic hair. The moment my hand touched her vulva, she trembled and leaned completely
against me. Fifteen minutes later, I had taken her completely. My withdrawal
startled ; her virgin blood was pale pink. I forget the details of the shower. I only remember being dizzy with excitement.

The day after taking her, I had a typing training class. I was still reliving the previous day's lovemaking
, so I naturally became a little distant from CL. I didn't realize it myself, but CL did.
She immediately asked me what was wrong, a wake-up call. I remember that day I had boldly asked her if she had
a boyfriend. She said no. I asked if she had slept with her ex-boyfriend, and she immediately called me a pervert, her face flushed
and angry, but we made up soon after. At the time, both my and her home had telephones, so...
Sometimes we'd talk on the phone after I got home in the evening (back then, phone calls were charged per call). That Saturday evening,
just before dinner, I got home from customs school when she called. She said she wanted to come see me after
dinner I remembered I was going to see a movie with my girlfriend after dinner, and I was thinking about bringing her back for sex. Less than 30 minutes later,
after I'd just finished dinner with my grandmother, she arrived. I still remember she was wearing a blue dress, had long hair
, and very delicate features—a typical Shanghai woman. When she came to my room, I did my usual thing: played records for her, played
the latest cassette tapes. She asked me what I meant by asking her if she had a boyfriend the other day, and whether I had a girlfriend. I
blushed and felt guilty, saying I didn't have a girlfriend, but I had some close female classmates, and that I was still
a virgin . She laughed and told me not to overthink things, and if I really wanted to be her boyfriend, I should just say so.
Then she lectured me, saying that things should be taken slowly, and you can't just do it right away. I told her I liked her, wanted to be
her boyfriend, and wanted to have sex with her. Her face flushed crimson again, and I seized the opportunity to hug her. She struggled slightly
, and I felt her breasts. My left hand, wrapped around her back, also felt her bra strap.
I kissed her, simultaneously kneading her breasts with my right hand. When I tried to take things further, she
said it wasn't possible today and she needed to think about it. Then she asked me to take her home on my bicycle. Thinking about my
date with my girlfriend, I agreed. As a result, because I was late, we missed the movie, and I ended up taking my girlfriend
home early. All my pent-up desire was released in my girlfriend's body, and she agreed to spend
the whole night with me that day.

Just like that, I had three girlfriends I could have sex with at the same time, and a potential love interest, CL.
So my life was very fulfilling, and my work was going very smoothly.

Not long after, during the hottest month in Shanghai that year, YL's student visa came through. We
spent one last night together in my bed. I remember each time I ejaculated, I'd go to sleep, and less than half an hour later, I'd groggily
roll over and continue. Less than half an hour later, I'd be groggily receiving oral sex from her until I was hard again. She said
her period had just ended, so she could ejaculate inside me completely. We continued until noon the next day when my grandmother knocked on the door. We'd
done it at least ten times (according to her). This was my first time doing it ten times in one night. I didn't go to the airport to see her off;
that was it. I don't recall any further communication. I think I already told her I had a girlfriend who was a junior in college
. But I was still saddened by her departure.

Meanwhile, my typing and customs broker training ended as scheduled, only my English class continued.
WH's parents were determined to send her abroad to study (the trend of studying abroad was already starting), without taking the national college entrance examination (Gaokao)
. So she had no pressure to prepare for the Gaokao. Basically, after the training course ended, she'd come back to my house
once , and then I'd take her home. As for CL, I never truly got her. She always
stopped herself just as I was about to take her pants off, probably because she was older than me, so I didn't dare to force myself on her. It seems she
soon told me she had a boyfriend, the son of her father's friend (who was also a leader in Shanghai), and we gradually
lost contact.

Around this time, my family decided to register a foreign-invested company in Shanghai (handled by my relatives in Hong Kong).
The office was rented in the Jinjiang Club (then Shanghai's foreign affairs office building, now the Shanghai Garden Hotel).
Because I already had some connections in foreign trade and customs, they hoped I could help develop the business. So I
took a leave of absence from my state-owned enterprise job to become a representative at the foreign company. My income increased twentyfold.
That year, I also had a long-term lease on a Toyota from Friendship Taxi Company for business receptions.

By the end of the year, I only had my girlfriend and WH, and I knew WH would eventually leave too. I
was resentful , so I would separate from them every few days.

At that time, dining parties (restaurants with dance floors or performances) were becoming popular in Shanghai. For business
purposes, I often treated clients to dinners and dancing. At one such business gathering, I met
ZWJ, a new sales representative from a Shanghai foreign trade company. She had very fair and delicate skin, and her face resembled Maggie Cheung. She was the daughter of a leader at Shanghai Foreign
Trade and Economic Cooperation Bureau and a graduate of Shanghai International Studies University. To my surprise, she agreed to a date that very day. She also
told me she had a boyfriend, but they were always arguing, and her father disapproved because he came from a working-class family. I think
I was selfish at the time, believing her father would be a great help to my business, which made me want her even more.
The following week, I took her to Lan Cun and Swan Pavilion on Huaihai Road for Western food, took her home to
a concert, and took her to dance with a symphony orchestra. Finally, one afternoon in her room at her home, we
had sex . She wasn't a virgin, and she really enjoyed oral sex, especially deep throating, swallowing until she almost vomited,
which surprised me. After that, whenever we had the chance, we would usually go to her house to make love during lunchtime (Kangping
Road wasn't far from my office). She didn't have big breasts, her nipples weren't very prominent, and she was very tight and wet. Her
moans during orgasm were like those of a night owl. Her father basically didn't let her go out at night. I never asked
her about her boyfriend, and she never asked about my girlfriend. Sure enough,
she later played a significant role in my business development—but that's another story.

I remember before New Year's Day, WH finally flew away. Before she left, she came to my house to make love again. She especially liked doggy style.
We both cried for a long time when we parted. After she went abroad, she often sent me cards, photos, and letters, but I didn't reply much, and things
gradually faded.

My girlfriend had already been assigned a job, and we would go out to see a movie almost every Saturday, and then come to my
house to make love. I hadn't brought ZWJ home yet, but I brought her to my office.
We did it on my desk and on the carpet in the meeting room. Once, the cleaning lady came in to clean, and we
were having sex . We were so scared we didn't dare breathe, so we locked the door. The cleaning lady saw the meeting room door was locked, so
she cleaned the outside office area. Later, the vacuum cleaner was very loud, so we had oral sex and sex inside. I found it very exciting at the time.

Because of business needs, I started to need to travel. That's how I went to Beijing for the first time.

Since I had never taken a train before (I had flown to Hong Kong with my parents to visit relatives), I specially
bought a train ticket. I remember it was a train that departed at night and arrived in Beijing the next morning. My girlfriend saw me off at the train station
, saying a reluctant goodbye. Actually, I was only going for a week. Moreover, my father had specially arranged for a consultant (a middleman with connections in Beijing
) to go with me.

I won't go into the details of my business activities in Beijing; they went smoothly, and I had some free time on the last two days. I wanted to
visit some famous Beijing attractions by myself, so I went to the Forbidden City near the hotel early in the morning for a quick look (I remember
there weren't many visitors then), and then rushed to the Temple of Heaven. Before the exit of the Temple of Heaven, there was a shop selling handicrafts to
foreign visitors I went in. I saw a desk
in a corner of the shop, and a person was writing calligraphy, seemingly for sale. As I stood in front of the desk watching him write, I vaguely
felt a heat on the back of my neck. I turned around and saw a rather scholarly-looking woman also turning to look at me. I
was startled. As I left, I smiled and nodded. I had brought a Leica film camera that a relative in Hong Kong had given me,
and she offered to use a regular cable.
Not , so I was a little surprised. She wasn't pretty or tall, but she seemed to have a large bust and was carrying a
sports bag. We started chatting. It turned out she was a young teacher at Renmin University, working in the Youth League Committee and living in
the faculty dormitory. I've forgotten the details of our conversation, but anyway, we went to the Summer Palace together (she took me),
and then it started raining heavily. We took shelter in a pavilion in the Summer Palace until it closed at night (6 pm).
I clearly remember that in the pavilion, we somehow ended up hugging and kissing. She told me that her boyfriend was
a fine arts student at a university in Beijing, and that he had taken a female student to Inner Mongolia for sketching the day before, which led to a big argument between them
. Then we took a bus in the rain (at that time in Beijing, there weren't any taxis soliciting passengers on the streets; they all
waited outside hotels for fares), and took a taxi directly to my hotel room (Beijing
Hotel) at the nearest hotel. I don't quite remember what we ate for dinner that night, but I do remember that as soon as she got to the room, she naturally went to
the bathroom to take a shower, which surprised me a bit. I immediately called the consultant's room to let her know I was safe and sound,
and told her I was tired from playing and wanted to rest early because I was flying back to Shanghai the next afternoon.

I hadn't done it for almost a week. We did it at least 5-6 times that night. It was my first time with
a woman who was more open and older than me. Her breasts were indeed large, especially her nipples, which were large and dark red. She also
gave me oral sex, which felt very good. She had a lot of thick pubic hair, and her body was very flexible. Her legs could bend up to her neck. She was
very wet and tight. I could feel her vagina sucking my penis deep inside, but she liked to bite
a towel without making a sound. I ejaculated inside her completely, as she instructed.

The next morning, she left alone, saying she would write to me and would always remember that
night . When I saw her off at the hotel, tears streamed down my face, as if I was reluctant to let her go. I
felt that my feelings came and went quickly.

Back in Shanghai, I did it with my girlfriend that night as usual. By then, she would occasionally stay
overnight I still ejaculated outside every time, but that day, because I was worried that the amount of semen I ejaculated would be too little,
I specifically asked for doggy style. I ejaculated on her buttocks the first time. I felt a little smug for a moment, but now I realize I
was a bad person.

I continued having sex with ZWJ. As business grew, I had more and more clients,
the company expanded, and more and more foreign companies came to Shanghai to establish offices. I even had secretaries.
The saying goes, "A rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow," but in my eyes, "Why not take advantage?" So I basically took all my secretaries
home and slept with them. Except for the first few (because they were all my relatives' daughters, I didn't dare), my
experience was that they almost all had boyfriends. Sometimes I'd take them home for sex at lunchtime, or
lock the meeting room door and have sex with them after work, and then their boyfriends would pick them up for dates. So, while men are known
for being fickle , women are too, as long as the man is generous and bold enough. Of course, gifts are a must
(I've never given cash), and I've never been refused.

The following year, I frequently traveled to Beijing, Xi'an, Chengdu, Qingdao, Dalian, Shenzhen, and Kunming for business,
and also established branch offices in Beijing, Xi'an, and Chengdu.

I remember that turbulent spring when I arrived in Beijing and stayed at the Lido Hotel (it
was inconvenient to move around because of the constant protests in the city). During the day, people from the branch office came to the hotel for meetings. In the evenings, I would listen to music in the basement bar. I remember
a very tall girl came in and sat there listening to music, so I ordered her a cocktail, and we sat
together. She turned out to be a local Beijing model (back then, fashion shows had just started), and she had arranged to meet
a friend, but the friend hadn't arrived yet. A little while later, a woman I knew brought in a short man
. I could tell from his accent that he was from Hong Kong, but the model seemed indifferent. The Hong Kong man
was soon taken away by the woman. At this point, she told me that he was her blind date. I asked why she was having
a blind date in a bar, and she said it was their first meeting, and she found the man too short and didn't feel anything for him. I felt my chance had come
, so I thought about how to get her to my room. She drank two cocktails and then said she was going home. I said,
"Why don't you upstairs and sit for a while? I'll take you home later." She actually agreed! As soon as we left the bar, I put my arm around her waist and took her to
the elevator back to our room. Her waist was incredibly slim, her legs were long, and she was wearing jeans and flats. In the room, I thought she
was even more beautiful; her facial features were defined, her eyes were rather long and narrow—she was clearly a Beijing girl. I hugged and kissed her right there in the room
, and she responded, and we ended up in bed. Her breasts weren't large, only a B-cup, her pubic hair was sparse,
her legs were white and long, she liked oral sex and intercourse, her vagina was very wet and quite tight, and what felt best was
when I penetrated deeply, her vagina would suck my penis, and she would moan very loudly during orgasms. She liked doggy style, said she could take medication, and
allowed me to ejaculate inside her. So, she came to my hotel for three consecutive nights and we had sex.

Shortly after returning to Shanghai, Beijing went into lockdown, so I made a special trip to Beijing, staying at the Beijing Hotel,
where I met LDL and ZL, and had sex with each of them several times. LDL said she was about to marry her boyfriend (they had reconciled),
and she kept talking about the students at Renmin University; she was very worried, but as a member of the Youth League, she also supported the students. ZL
was preparing to leave Beijing for a fashion show trip in the south, mentioning that she wanted to develop her career in Shanghai and wanted to be my girlfriend. She actually did come to
Shanghai, but that's another story.

I remember once when I was queuing for my flight to Shanghai at Beijing airport, there was a tall
Beijing . I greeted her and chatted about the current situation. When it was my turn, she suddenly came to the ticket counter and
said she wanted to sit with me so we could continue chatting on the way. It turned out she (her name XL) had relatives in Shanghai, and since
Peking University was closed and things were chaotic, she was staying with her relatives there for a while. My lust was rekindled; I felt I had a chance. (Beijing girl)
She was quite proactive, enthusiastic, and straightforward. As soon as we arrived at Shanghai Airport, I had the driver take us home together. I invited her
to my room to listen to music and take a shower. She was shocked, saying that her relative's house didn't have a bathroom, and everyone had to use
the public bathroom. I joked that she could stay at my place. She immediately said yes, she could tell her relative she was staying at
a classmate's house for a few days. I really didn't expect this. I forget how I convinced her to sleep with me, but we
did. She had a B-cup, light black pubic hair, and was very wet, but it still took a lot of effort to penetrate her. She was very
tight, immediately confirming my feeling that she was a true Beijing virgin. All virgins
naturally exude a very pleasant fragrance when aroused, an indescribable body odor. I
can tell from the smell that she's a virgin or has just started, and this experience still holds true. Later that
night , I took a taxi to take her home. The address was a house in an old alleyway in the southern part of the city. I didn't go in.
We agreed to go out together in two days.

Less than a week later, we were together again.

In the months following the incident, import and export business essentially ceased, and I officially completed my resignation procedures,
relinquishing my so-called cadre status and leaving the system.

My girlfriend had already been met by my parents, who had no objections; she was just waiting for me to formally visit her home (the so-called "
homecoming"). As for myself, I felt like I was being pushed along by the current of life, drifting with the tide. At the same time, I maintained
sexual relations with my girlfriend, ZWJ, and ZL, a Beijing girl in Shanghai, 1-2 times a week. I also occasionally
had sex with my then-secretary in special settings (I later saw office AV films and found some similarities),
such as her hiding under my desk to give me oral sex while I answered the phone with a straight face.

During this period, I went to Beijing several times for business (the Beijing branch was closed at that time), and had sex with LDL in a hotel
; it was still full of passion, even though she was already married.

As business gradually recovered in the 1990s, I met MX, a very young female purchasing manager at a German-owned company in Shanghai,
during . She surprised me greatly. We
shook hands firmly; she had just returned from a conference in Germany/Belgium, wearing a well-fitting suit and extroverted.
My first impression of her told me there was something I wanted, and I felt a renewed desire to win her over. Back then, there were no
cell phones, only pagers, but she had a home phone (private phone numbers were very difficult to obtain in Shanghai), so I asked for
her number, which she gave me, indicating she wasn't averse to communicating with me. We started chatting frequently on the phone.
Her father was a high-ranking official in a ministry (no wonder she was young but held a high position), and they lived in one of the best
newly built high-rise apartment buildings with elevators in Shanghai at the time. It seems like less than a week later, we were having dinner together. I remember the second time we went on a date,
after dinner, I took her home. We kissed in the fire escape stairwell next to the elevator on her floor.
I touched her small breasts, and then she gave me oral sex right there on the stairs. I was very surprised at how quickly
things progressed. Then she said she wanted it, and we had sex right there, doggy style, and I ejaculated inside her. She was
the most proactive and direct Shanghai girl I've ever met. Later, she brought her assistant to my company. In
the , she would suddenly ask me to leave the meeting room and go to my office. She would close the door and say she wanted it,
and we'd have sex on the desk. Another time, after a meeting at her company, she whispered to
me as she walked me to the elevator that she wanted it. So I can say that there are women with very strong sex drives in real life. She only had an A cup,
lots of pubic hair, was quite thin, and moaned during sex. We maintained a rhythm of having sex during meals from time to time. She was also taking medication
, so it was mostly internal ejaculation.

One day, my former boss invited me to dinner at a private restaurant on Yongjia Road. The moment I saw the
pretty waitress, HW (at that time, all restaurant waitresses in Shanghai were from Shanghai), I was immediately captivated
. Her skin was incredibly smooth, and her breasts were full. I felt an urge to have her, especially since her home was nearby,
not far from mine. My former boss was quite amusing; he deliberately teased her, making her face turn bright red. I went to
dinner with her several times, and finally one day she agreed to go to the movies with me on her day off (not Sunday). On
that day , I took her to the United Building on Yan'an East Road for Japanese food, and then I took her home. On the way, I
smelled that unique scent of a virgin, and I knew I was going to have her. Sure enough, at my place, her face remained flushed
the entire time ; she was very shy. I was overjoyed. With music playing, I touched her breasts (C-cup), almost no pubic hair,
incredibly wet, but she couldn't quite spread her legs. I entered her very slowly and took her. As expected,
she was my Shanghai virgin, 19 years old at the time. I felt I was in love with her then and there. After a week, we
started having sex frequently. I taught her oral sex and doggy style. Her nipples were pink and very small. Touching
her breasts would make her wet. We continued like this until she married and moved to Japan, which was two or three years later.

My girlfriend was also asking me to propose, and it felt like we were getting married. I felt like
my good days were coming to an end. I didn't feel ready.

—To be continued—

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