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And so I was rebuffed. It was a little awkward, for she, naturally, did not know how to refuse gracefully and I, naturally, wanted to make sure her No really was a no and pressed again. There were hints, shoots of hope, my arms wrapping her from behind, a hand on her breast, questing. But her No was a real no, not a modesty no, and so that was that, and I took her down to a cab. An SMS exchange...

Sometimes a mere moment of eye contact is enough to know a woman will be easy to charm into bed. Such a woman was Jingjing. I taught her back in December. She’s a student here, plunging into German prior to going to Hamburg. Not great looking, but still somehow rather sexy. I’m not yet quite so unprofessional, quite such a slug (that description provided by Shutty), as to directly hit on a woman...

Gloria was a slow-burn relationship; I’d known her a long time before we became lovers. She worked at one of the German departments I used to teach at, and she was unusually efficient; switched on, capable, reliable -- head and shoulders above most I have met here. Workplace efficiency in this country is pretty abysmal, and initiative, reliability and industry are not so easy to find. Gloria had them...

Lovers like Lucy, who are only temporary, I tend to keep cordoned off from my other friends. This is expediency; if I introduce one to my circle, they will assume she is my girlfriend. And then, when she disappears and is replaced, my wolvish behavior would begin to be suspected. Naturally enough I want to retain some sort of good image in the eyes of my friends. And so while when I am with a group...

People appear to be reading this. I’m taken aback – but gratified, of course.Here, there is a minor debate on this blog. A user called eee says:- Good thing he’s in ‘Sex and Shanghai’ and not ‘Sex and the City’, where he’d be guarantted a one-off ’ New jersey geek’, ‘Over the hill loser’, ‘Mr. Short Penis’ or any geeky undesirable roles that are joked by the girls. There he is in Shanghai, a self-claimed...

As we cuddled and chatted after making love, there was a strange incident. She’d been getting a steady trickle of sms messages, which I had paid no mind to – until she visibly reacted to one. That was my cue to ask, and she told me. It was this guy who’s been after her maybe four, five years, having been introduced to her once, by her cousin; and that once was enough to convince him she was the...

When we met it took a little while to warm up, and I felt a little bored; but we drank our coffee, got comfortable with each other again, and then went to do some filming around town (a film of my everyday life for my people back home), and then to book a hotel. That took a while – the Tian Ping hotel again wanted to rook me 880 for a room, and the Boxueyuan, where we fucked before, only had a triple....

Making love (and especially for the first time) was of course a bigger deal for Lucy than for me. So later the next day when we chatted online, she wanted to hear those three words, words she had said three times during our revels; and, since she directly asked for them, I supplied them. And in subsequent conversations, she began to fall -- or had fallen – in love with me. I should have discouraged...

So I kiss down her belly, her thighs, down her legs, and back up, circling in. first, I blew on her pussy, gently, careful. That alone made her jump, sigh, but when I used my tongue.. My god, what a reaction. She began with ohmygod sighs, umms and ahhs, and up and on, on and up, higher and louder, reveling in it, taking it like she could barely believe the feeling, louder, passionater, hotter; and...