A flirtatious virgin flight attendant tricked me into having a crazy incestuous relationship with her.

She was the first virgin I ever met in my life. I can't guarantee I'll ever meet another, but she truly was the first. More than a year has passed, and thinking of her still makes me want to say something, even if I didn't love her that much—to be precise, I still don't know if I ever truly loved her.
As a thirty-year-old married man, my life was generally peaceful, without much ripple. But suddenly, one day, this peace was shattered by a virgin…
I remember it was spring of 2004. I hadn't yet moved to Shanghai; my wife was seven months pregnant, recuperating in the countryside.
I saw a photo of a girl from Beihang University posted on a forum. She was young but mature, wearing a flight attendant's uniform, a red skirt suit, with regular features, long hair tied up, and long, bare legs.
For a thirty-year-old man who hadn't had sex for over half a year, seeing such a photo was more like torture than excitement; more like an erection than an erection; more like masturbating for her than masturbating for her; more like having sex with her than masturbating! I could no longer face the cold, lifeless screen I'd been staring at for over a decade, masturbating.
I won her over with words
. I spent four weeks posting over ten thousand words on that forum, finally catching the attention of a girl from Beihang University. Others make money with words, but I used words to find women.
She said: "Zhang Huaijiu, you're a really awesome man.
" I said: "Then let's have sex." She said: "
Not today." I said:
"Then wait until your period ends.
" She said: "Okay, next Wednesday.
" I said: "You're not a virgin, are you? I don't want virgins!
" She said: "Don't worry! Absolutely not!
" I don't know if a woman's period lasting seven days is too long, but I remember that during those seven days, I, who rarely smoked, smoked seven packs of Camel cigarettes.
Seven days later, summer arrived.
On Monday, she publicly posted: "The thought of having sex with someone on Wednesday makes me tremble."
I replied: "You can pretend, but don't pretend to be a virgin!"

She didn't know how happy I was when I first met her
. Wednesday arrived, and I was delighted, thinking I could finally stop using condoms and pay cash. My secret joy was indescribable. That evening, we went to a roadside stall near the bus station. She wore a white miniskirt and a black t-shirt.
I have a foot fetish, so I first glanced at her feet. She was wearing Beijing sandals, not very big.
Then a swarm of mosquitoes flew over and bit her legs, so I swatted them away for her, and in doing so, I stroked her legs. The mosquito blood left a deep red stain on the inside of her long, slender thighs.
We ordered several dishes, including shredded potatoes with green peppers, braised chicken, and peanuts, and started drinking beer. She gave me a cigarette and lit one for herself. I looked at it; it was a Camel brand. She said she had just brought it back from Beijing.
Her smoking movements were more skillful and elegant than a man's.
I said, "Does your dad know you smoke? Does he allow it?
" She said, "He doesn't allow it. I usually smoke in the bathroom, but he caught me once and slapped me.
" I said, "Then why do you still smoke?
" She said, "I can't help it, I'm addicted.
" I said, "Are you addicted to sex?
" She choked on her smoke, laughed through her tears, and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes! Yes! To do it or not to do it?
" I looked at her breasts; they were indeed large, unlike my pregnant wife's breasts: one was firm, the other sagging.
She said, "Brother, how come you're so funny? More funny than Beijing men.
" I said, "So how many Beijing men have you slept with?
" She didn't answer, just kept smoking and laughing, her breasts swaying from side to side.
I drank two large glasses of wine in a row. I thought: A bitch from Beijing! Wild enough!
We hesitated at the bedside
. Then, she seemed unable to drink much; the more I tried to stop her, the more she wanted to drink, afraid I'd accuse her of not being involved in the underworld. She'd drink one glass for every one I drank, refusing to owe me a drop, afraid I wouldn't treat her like a brother. Seeing her loyalty, I felt embarrassed to even mention getting a hotel room. We continued drinking at the roadside stall until after 2 AM, when she was almost unconscious. I was a little dizzy, but my mind was unusually clear.
I kept asking myself: What did we come here for today?
I answered myself again: Not drinking, but making love!
So I said to her: I'll take you home.
She half-opened her eyes and said: Zhang Huaijiu, you're such a damn boring guy. Didn't we agree to make love today? Tell me what day it is?
Her tongue was already slurring, and she was resting her chin on her hands, looking like she was about to fall asleep.
I said: It's Wednesday.
She suddenly slammed her hand on the table: That settles it!
So I paid the food stall owner 36 yuan (including four and a half bottles of beer), and together we stumbled off to find a hotel. Small towns are small towns, damn it. All the small hotels were closed, and all the big hotels were full. Only the lights were on at the front desk; the staff on duty were probably asleep somewhere. We searched almost every hotel in the city by pedicab, but this city couldn't find a single bed for us.
She was already asleep on my shoulder. I nudged her and asked, "How about we go to my place? My wife isn't home.
" She said with her eyes closed, "No, that's your and your wife's bed.
" I yelled to the pedicab driver, "69 Yangwei Road!
" That was where she shared an apartment. I dropped her off at the door and went back to my own place.
That night, I didn't masturbate. I silently vowed: one day I'd leave this godforsaken place.
The next day, Thursday, she called to ask where we'd made love the night before.
I said, "No."
She said, "Brother, you're useless.
" I said, "What?
" She said, "I won't owe you anything."
I said, "You're not a virgin, are you? I don't want virgins!
" She said, "Don't worry! Absolutely not!"
I finally slept with her
. That day was Thursday, I remember it clearly. Before it got dark, I booked a rather expensive room in a newly renovated hotel, just a hundred meters away from the food stall, a single room. That night, we went to that food stall again for drinks. The landlady said, "We can't drink as much as yesterday." We said, "That's right, that's right.
" I only remember that we ordered the same few dishes: shredded potatoes with green peppers, peanuts, braised chicken pieces, a little wine, and some rice. Then we hurriedly went into the hotel. My mind was unusually clear.
Once in the room, she was like a dazed person, not watching TV, not talking, just staring blankly at the white sheets.
I said, "Why don't you take a shower first?" So she went into the bathroom, and soon I heard the sound of running water. Half an hour passed, and she still hadn't come out. I got a little anxious. I pushed open the bathroom door, looked at her naked body, and asked, "Why aren't you coming out yet?"
She said, "I don't know what to wear out.
" I gave her a large towel and said, "Wrap yourself in this and you can come out.
" She said, "Okay.
"
She came out and sat on the edge of my bed, saying nothing. I pressed her down and used my right middle finger to explore her genitals; they were already overflowing with lubrication. I thought to myself: "A bitch from Beijing! Wild enough!
" She casually turned off the light. In the darkness, I untied the towel, and by the summer moonlight streaming through the window, I penetrated her, pushing her from the foot of the bed to the head. She kept crying out in pain.
I thought to myself: "You can pretend to be a virgin, but don't pretend to be one!
" After half an hour, we tried many positions, and I realized she was very inexperienced in sex, nothing like her skillful smoking. From the moment I penetrated her, she stopped calling me "brother." She knew I was different from her.
The entire time we made love, I was in complete control; I don't even know when I ejaculated. I only remember asking her afterward: "Why weren't you proactive at all? How did you do sex before? You only knew how to cry out in pain, not how to moan!
" She said: "I'm sorry, I've never done this before, I really don't know how.
" I said: "Don't joke around, if you've never done this before, you'd bleed tonight.
" She didn't say anything.
I turned on the light and said to her: "Go wash up, I'm going to sleep."

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