Sunday, May 14, 2006

Fucking Tingting

I am not quite the guy for a one-night stand. Casual sex, sure, yes – dinner followed by fuck, that’s great. But I like it to last longer than one night, to pull it out to a few days or weeks. And in the case of Tingting, I would have liked it to be semi-permanent.


So the day after we fucked we traded a few sms messages. These began benign enough, with her messaging me to tell me the name of a book she’d tried to remember over dinner the night before. I ended my reply with saying that I was thinking of her, to which she replied `..What do you think about met? That I’m bad woman?’

‘A wonderful woman.. a sweet, sexy, beautiful, passionate woman I want to spend more time with..’ I replied.

`Do you have other adjectives? 华心巧语.'

`哦,很多,很多,fascinating, charming, graceful, lithe, intoxicating, exhilarating, erotic, bewitching, and so very beautiful..’

‘If I need adjectives to describe a woman later I will consult you.. but seriously speaking, I think about you too.’

`I am very glad about that. I want to spend more time with you. Do you want to see me again?’

`When will you be free? Aren’t you busy i dating other ladies? 嘻嘻’

‘Other women? I only think of you. Well, I am free this Sunday, but all next week I’m really busy, class morning, noon and night!’

All this was true. I was only thinking of her -- that day -- and did not deny dating others. Not that this was in any way an excuse, for I was still deceiving her.

She said:

‘I have a research project, then I might go to Taizhou to visit my husband. Maybe we can meet in a week’s time.’

I have to say I found this message rather exciting… that she could think about me and mention her husband in the same breath… It’s a turn on, gives me a rush of power, of sexual confidence, of bedroom victory. This is the pack-animal male in me, the pride in taking another man’s mate.


Naturally I wanted to see her again soon – but I did not suggest this. In part just because my place needed a clean up, but more because a wait will make her more keen. So I messaged:-

‘Ok, then let’s meet the week after next.. dear, I miss you’

and to this she replied:-

‘My heart is full of fear. I don’t know you well. Frankly, I cannot even tell if you are telling the truth or lying. I am lost in your world.’

So I said:-

`I know you are scared, worried, but I hope you will learn to trust me. I will email you again tonight – I sent you a mail last night also – to answer your message more fully’


I spend most of that day lying on my bed thinking of her, her body, her smooth belly, delicate, elegant pussy, cute little asshole – which, by the by, I did put I finger up, and she said nothing for a minute or two, before her cultural conditioning kicked in and she said, `No, don’t, it’s dirty’; which, as a doctor, she must know is not quite true.


This conservative nature of hers is a veneer, however; and I have found this to be true with many Chinese women.


Sure, on the outside they can seem prim, reserved; and even when taken to bed this can persist. It is, I say, cultural conditioning, and I can only assume that Chinese woman behave in bed the way they do because that’s what Chinese men like. Thus with Tingting, as I have said, the first time we fucked she wanted the lights off, flinched when I went down on her and the like.


But it does not take much to dump these shackles; some caresses, kisses, and most of all the verbal encouragement of `It is ok.. this is natural, normal, healthy’ will work a wonderful change. Yes, to tell the woman `In bed we are equal… you must show your feelings, follow your desires… do to me what you want to do..’ can be enough.


I believe that Chinese women are creatures of passion, eroticism and desire, of creativity and joy in bed. But they are taught to believe all this is wrong, that it is dirty, that they should just lie back, in the dark, for the two or three minutes it takes the average Chinese guy to come. They are taught it, I say, and try to live up to it; but such is their passionate nature that they never truly believe this lesson. And so one does not have to delve very deep to bring this true nature out. A few words, some tender care, a joyful, open attitude to sex and the woman will turn from a squib to firecracker.

And thus I knew that the passionate, uninhibited psyche that beat beneath Tingting’s apparent conventionality could be freed. Indeed, signs of this inner nature were clear even on that first fuck, for she talked a little dirty to me as she rode me. Nothing too elaborate, just , `大坏蛋’ and later, when I had told her the English translation, `Bastard, bastard, my big bastard.’ Saying these words turned her on even more, and it made sense to me that it would, for this was showing a passion and desire that she could surely never voice in front of her unimaginative husband.


Ah, her smooth sweet belly, her breasts, her pussy…



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7 comments:

uklothario said...

wow, the Chinese girls I was with were mainly very unskilled and clumsy in bed. Probably due to lack of knowledge and experience.

They seemed to know little of the art of love and didn't believe me when I told them how to do certain things. I suppose, given enough time and patience on my part, they could have been schooled. But I didn't really have the patience especially when there are so many other women in Asia of other nationalities who are much better. Mongolians, Thais, Vietnamese, Japanese, Korean all come to mind.

Anonymous said...

god h0ly fuck~!

Jei said...

lol, dude.. you rock!!

danny said...

Sounds great buddy ! Chinese whores should be fuck over and over !!!! These sluts are always already to be fuck by white guys like us...

Anonymous said...

Man,obviously,you've underestimated Chinese men.

Anonymous said...

This is funny, I love your writing, if I try write something about the Chinese girls I fucked it wont be half as good

Anonymous said...

Thank you for schooling Chinese women, and consequently Chinese men as well. Obviously you have a poor ego which needs to be replenished by satisfactions primarily psychological(or shall I say, vanity?) through this charitable service to women(not Chinese women exclusively, I guess you'd love Korean and Japanese women as much). I think Chinese men and women should be enlightened (in many different ways) if they read your blog rationally, intellectually and in a rather detached manner, and think in a way not merely manipulated and limited by your narrow and miserable scope and vision. Mind you or not, mister, you yourself are a product of civilized repression (go through the history of Western civilization yourself). So, fifty fifty.