Coercion by homeless people

A woman, reeking of alcohol, walked unsteadily along the tree-lined path in the park, as if she were about to collapse. Jingmin was a junior in college. Raised in a strict family, she had never drunk so much alcohol before, let alone walked alone so late at night. She had argued with her boyfriend, Rundong, that day and was heartbroken. Hearing that alcohol could drown her sorrows, she bought several cans of beer from the supermarket to ease her pain. Although it was just beer, Jingmin, who usually didn't drink, quickly became intoxicated. She sat down on a park bench, reminiscing about every memory she shared with Rundong…
Jingmin had captivating eyes and delicate features. From the day she entered college, she had attracted the attention of countless boys, with numerous suitors. Yet, she chose the not-so-handsome Rundong. Rundong's elegance and inner qualities attracted her, and he always accommodated her and treated her very well. She was truly happy with Rundong. Thinking about the argument that day, and realizing she had also been at fault, tears streamed down Jingmin's face. "If Rundong just calls to apologize, I'll forgive him," Jingmin thought. Lost in thought, Jingmin didn't finish her last can of beer before falling asleep on the bench.
Just then, a figure lurked nearby—a middle-aged man in camouflage. This man was named A-Jian, a scavenger. A-Jian had always been cynical, believing everything in the world was meaningless. He thought life was too hard and death was better, but lacking the courage to commit suicide, he eked out a living by scavenging. That day, A-Jian discovered the park was a good place; many people threw their empty drinks on the ground. A-Jian thought this behavior, though uncivilized, was a good thing for him.
Just as A-Jian was about to finish work and go home, he noticed the woman on the bench. More importantly, she was holding an empty can—worth a dime, A-Jian thought. A-Jian walked over and politely asked, "Miss, do you still need this bottle?" "Miss?" A-Jian asked again. "She's quite drunk," A-Jian thought.
A-Jian snatched the beer can from Jing-Min's hand and put it into the burlap sack he used to collect cans.
When he took the can from her, his hand brushed against her delicate skin, sending a tingling sensation through him. This was the first time A-Jian had ever touched a girl's hand. Due to his withdrawn personality, he had never been in a relationship, or even had any female friends. A-Jian scrutinized the woman before him. Jing-Min had long, flowing black hair, and the smell of alcohol made her face slightly flushed. Her cherry-like lips looked exceptionally sexy under the streetlights. She wore a white t-shirt, a black leather jacket, denim shorts, black pantyhose, and high-top sneakers—a look that was both innocent and sexy. A-Jian had never looked at a girl so closely before, especially one as beautiful as her. He immediately became aroused, and an idea formed in his mind. Looking around, he saw no one. He picked Jing-Min up, picked up the burlap sack, and headed back to his lodgings. "Drinking so late and coming out alone, she must not be a good girl," A-Jian thought. When someone does something wrong, they always come up with countless excuses to justify themselves. Although A-Jian was usually an honest and moral person, in the face of desire, morality and righteousness were completely forgotten.
A-Jian carried Jing-Min back to his place. A-Jian's place was a bicycle shed of less than 6 square meters, containing a bed made of two planks stacked together, and the rest of the space was filled with cardboard, scrap metal, and other trash that A-Jian considered precious. A-Jian was the lowest rung of society, and now he had the good fortune to encounter a drunken, unconscious school beauty.
A-Jian put Jing-Min on the bed and rummaged through her handbag. A-Jian found Jing-Min's phone, opened it, and saw more than a dozen unread text messages and several missed calls. Although A-Jian hadn't received much formal education, he could still recognize a few words. A-Jian saw that all the messages on the phone were from one person: Run-Dong. A-Jian glanced at the messages; they were mostly apologies from Run-Dong, and A-Jian roughly guessed what had happened. The woman in front of him had a fight with her boyfriend and then drowned her sorrows in alcohol, ending up drunk and unconscious. "Yes, that must be it," A-Jian thought. A-Jian also found Jingmin's ID card. Cai Jingmin, June 18, 1992. Seeing the age, A-Jian became even more excited and impatiently reached out to take off Jingmin's coat. Just then, Jingmin's phone vibrated again; it was a text message. A-Jian picked it up and saw it was Rundong again. "Minmin, forgive me!" Seeing the message, the demon in A-Jian's heart resurfaced. "
Damn it! You got such a beautiful woman! Why should I be alone forever!" A-Jian was blinded by anger. He texted Rundong back: "Let's break up! I never want to see you again!" Then he deleted all of Rundong's text messages and call records.
A-Jian turned off his phone and took off Jingmin's coat and t-shirt. Jingmin was wearing a pink lace bra, but A-Jian didn't know how to remove a woman's bra, so he simply used a razor blade to cut it off. A pair of snow-white breasts were exposed without reservation. It was the first time Ah Jian had seen a woman's body, and he was extremely excited. He immediately hugged Jing Min tightly and kissed her small lips. Ah Jian was so thirsty; his lips tightly enveloped Jing Min's lips, sucking incessantly, his tongue frantically licking into her mouth. Jing Min showed no signs of conscious thought, only letting out a soft moan. Hearing this, Ah Jian sucked even more frantically, kissing her continuously for five minutes before stopping. Ah Jian continued kissing downwards, from Jing Min's chin to her neck to her collarbone.
The smell of alcohol on Jing Min's body mingled with her natural fragrance, making Ah Jian extremely excited. It was the first time Ah Jian had smelled a woman's scent, and he felt like his head was about to explode with excitement. Ah Jian buried his face in Jing Min's cleavage, breathing heavily, inhaling her scent. Ah Jian couldn't resist sticking out his tongue, licking every corner of Jing Min's chest. Both of Jing Min's breasts were covered in Ah Jian's foul-smelling saliva. Ah Jian hadn't brushed his teeth or showered for five months, defiling such a clean body. His guilt heightened his excitement. Ah Jian grabbed Jing Min's breasts, kneading them back and forth, his mouth sucking on her left nipple as if determined to draw milk. After playing with her breasts, Ah Jian removed Jing Min's shoes and jeans. Jing Min was left only in pantyhose and underwear. For added stimulation, Ah Jian didn't simply remove them, but instead used a razor blade to cut large holes in the pantyhose, revealing Jing Min's pink lace panties between her legs, apparently matching her bra. Ah Jian cut off the panties, bringing them to his nose and inhaling them frantically, his desire reaching its peak. Then he lifted Jing Min's legs, revealing her pink labia. Ah Jian held her legs with both hands and kissed her labia.
"Squeak, squeak," the sucking sounds filled the room. Jing Min cried out again, but still didn't wake up. Ah Jian sucked for a full five minutes before finally stopping.
He couldn't resist any longer and pulled out his large penis, reaching towards Jing Min's labia. He grabbed Jing Min's raised legs and thrust his penis inside. As soon as the head entered, he noticed Jing Min's vagina was very tight. Was she a virgin?
Ah Jian wondered. He pushed his penis in a little further, finding it even harder to penetrate. At that moment, Jing Min cried out again, and Ah Jian got excited, forcefully inserting his entire penis to the end! "Ah!" Jing Min cried out, but still didn't wake up. Ah Jian pulled his penis out a little, a few drops of blood coming out with it. Damn! She really is a virgin!
Hmph, I thought you'd already been with this Run Dong! Now your first time is with me! Thinking this, Ah Jian became even more excited. He thrust a few times, feeling how tight it was, and considering it was his first time with such a beautiful woman, Ah Jian felt like he was going to ejaculate. Damn! Could it be premature ejaculation? Ah Jian lay on top of Jing Min and continued thrusting.
Ah Jian grabbed Jing Min's breasts and began sucking on her nipples, his penis thrusting in and out. "Ah!"
Ah Jian finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated inside her. So good! Ah Jian exclaimed. He couldn't let himself miss out on this amazing woman. Ah Jian hatched a wicked plan. He took out Jing Min's phone and snapped several nude photos of her from every angle, even lying next to her for a photo together. He'd use these to blackmail her later when he wanted to, haha. Ah Jian thought to himself.
Ah Jian put down his phone and began the second round of battle. How could one time be enough for such a beautiful woman? Ah Jian picked Jing Min up, sat her face-to-face on his lap, and placed her hands on his shoulders, making it look as if Jing Min was the one embracing him. Ah Jian took out his phone and took another picture. Ah Jian continued thrusting, Jing Min moving up and down on his lap, her breasts swaying and rubbing against his collarbone.
Ah Jian brushed Jing Min's long hair, which was draped over her chest, back and enveloped her lips. Ah Jian loved this position, kissing her as he thrust. This time, Ah Jian lasted longer than before, thrusting for over ten minutes before ejaculating, still shooting all his semen inside her. Ah Jian rested for a while, then continued in this position for the third round of battle…
Ah Jian's decades of pent-up energy was fully released into Jing Min's body in one go. Ah Jian felt immense satisfaction, took several more post-battle photos, and uploaded the previous pictures to his email. Ah Jian had registered an email address when he played games at an internet cafe, and luckily he remembered it.
Ah Jian held Jing Min and drifted off to sleep contentedly…
The next day
, Ah Jian woke up from his sleep. He had never slept so comfortably before; perhaps it was because of the lovemaking, Ah Jian thought. Ah Jian glanced at Jing Min next door. Jing Min was still asleep. After a night, the smell of alcohol on Jing Min had dissipated, and her body exuded a youthful fragrance. Ah Jian smelled it, and his penis became hard again.
Ah Jian couldn't resist and lifted Jing Min's legs to continue. The semen he had ejaculated into Jing Min's vagina yesterday had become very viscous and looked extremely dirty, but Ah Jian didn't care about the dirtiness; he was always a slovenly person.
Ah Jian penetrated her, pressing his body against Jing Min's, his mouth constantly sucking and kissing every part of her body he could lick—her lips, neck, collarbone, breasts.
At this moment, Jing Min woke up groggily. She vaguely felt something licking her nipples and something thrusting into her lower body. Jing Min opened her eyes and was stunned! She found herself lying in a smelly, cluttered room, being raped by a skinny, lewd man! "Ah!" Jingmin screamed, pushing Ajian's head away, trying to escape his assault. Ajian noticed Jingmin's awakening, grabbed her hands, pinned them to the bed, and continued thrusting. Jingmin struggled, but although Ajian was skinny, he was stronger than the delicate Jingmin, and she couldn't break free. She could only scream for help. But Jingmin's resistance only excited Ajian more, and he thrust faster and faster. Ajian put his mouth on Jingmin's lips, and she could only make muffled sounds. Ajian's bicycle shed was in a relatively secluded corner; usually, unless someone needed to get something from the shed next door, no one would come here. No one heard Jingmin's screams except Ajian and herself. Ajian, enjoying his penetration, ejaculated inside Jingmin again, and she was crying uncontrollably. A-Jian released Jing-Min and threw her clothes at her, saying, "Min-Min, yesterday was everyone's first time! From now on, you're mine." Jing-Min glared at A-Jian, feeling incredibly angry and humiliated. Her first time had been taken by this beggar-like man. Jing-Min's bra and panties were torn, so she had to wear only a t-shirt and jeans, with nothing underneath. Because Jing-Min's breasts were large and firm, the two protruding nipples on the front of the t-shirt were particularly noticeable. Jing-Min took off her tattered stockings; after all, wearing such stockings in public would be even more embarrassing. After dressing, Jing-Min picked up her handbag and walked out of A-Jian's residence, crying…
Jing-Min walked down the street, her lower body still in great pain, making it difficult for her to walk steadily, tears streaming down her face.
It was still early morning, and only some elderly people were practicing Tai Chi on the street; no one noticed Jing-Min. Sadly, Jing-Min took out her phone, wanting to call Run-Dong, but then remembered that she had argued with Run-Dong yesterday, and it would be too embarrassing to call him first. Jingmin scrolled through her phone; there were no caller IDs or text messages from Rundong (he'd already deleted them all by Ajian). "What a jerk!" Jingmin thought. Tears welled up in her eyes again. Despairingly, Jingmin returned to her school dormitory. It was the first class period, and all her roommates were in class; the dormitory was empty. Jingmin had never skipped class before, but after what had happened today, she had no desire to go. She was so desperate that even if the sky fell, it wouldn't matter to her.
Jingmin put her things down and went into the bathroom to shower. She took off her clothes, revealing her snow-white breasts. Looking at her body, she saw several obvious hickeys on her shoulders, breasts, and thighs—the result of Ajian's passion the previous night. Her vagina felt sticky, the residue of Ajian's semen, and there was a white, gelatinous substance on her pubic hair, solidified semen. Seeing her body, tears welled up again. Her body was so filthy; Jingmin felt that ten showers wouldn't be enough to clean her. Jingmin poured water over her head, trying to clear her head. The water flowed down her long hair, onto her chest, nipples, labia, and thighs—a beautiful picture of a woman emerging from a bath. Jingmin squeezed out a large amount of shower gel, vigorously and quickly scrubbing every corner of her body, but how could a bottle of shower gel wash away the shadows in her heart? Jingmin washed in the bathroom for a full hour, but she couldn't shake the thought of how dirty she felt; her eyes were completely red from crying.
Jingmin looked in the mirror and found herself looking much more haggard. She noticed a hickey on her neck, very noticeable, too shameful to be seen by anyone, so she covered it with a band-aid, pretending it was an injury. Jingmin sat expressionlessly on the bed, recalling yesterday's events. If she hadn't been drinking, this wouldn't have happened! Jingmin thought. Tears welled up again.
Meanwhile, at A-Jian's place, still lost in ecstasy, he was licking Jing-Min's bra and panties, masturbating again. Jing-Min's leather jacket was also left behind. A-Jian picked it up, sniffed it, and noticed Jing-Min's scent. "This jacket is nice!" A-Jian draped it over himself.
Jing-Min sat on her bed; her roommates hadn't returned yet. Needing comfort, she mustered her courage and called Run-Dong. "Hello?" A familiar voice came from the other end of the line—it was Run-Dong. Jing-Min couldn't help but cry again. Run
-Dong, hearing Jing-Min's sobs, was very anxious. "Min-Min! Is that you, Min-Min? What's wrong?" "Run-Dong…I…Waaah!" "Min-Min! Don't cry! Where are you now!"
Run-Dong and Jing-Min met at their usual spot—under a banyan tree on campus. That was where they met.
As soon as they met, Jing-Min threw herself on Run-Dong and burst into tears. Jing-Min recounted her experiences from yesterday to today to Run-Dong, who felt it was a heavy blow after listening. Rundong held Jingmin tightly, the two embracing each other under the banyan tree.
Call the police? No, a girl like her values her purity so much; these things definitely can't be spread. Beat up that beggar? That's pointless too; these lowest-class scum are worthless, killing him would make them happier. Rundong couldn't think of a solution for the moment, and held Jingmin tightly. "Minmin, I'm sorry, I'll always be by your side from now on, I won't let anyone bully you again." Hearing Rundong say this, Jingmin felt a little warmer.
For the next two days, with Rundong by her side, Jingmin's mood calmed down considerably. However, things didn't end so simply…
Today is Sunday, the third day after Ajian lost his virginity, and Ajian's desire returned; he couldn't control himself. Ajian took two yuan from his pocket and went into a nearby internet cafe… Today is Monday, the day of Jingmin and Rundong's school basketball game. As a top student and an athletic star, Rundong naturally participated in the game. "Minmin, come support me at the competition tonight at six!"
"Okay!" Jingmin replied to the text message while playing on her phone. After replying, Jingmin turned on her computer, wanting to look at something cheerful to clear her mind, since this kind of thing wouldn't calm down in just a few days. Jingmin logged onto QQ and found a new email from a stranger. Jingmin opened the email. Inside was a folder attachment, which Jingmin downloaded out of curiosity.
Jingmin opened the downloaded folder, which contained dozens of pictures. Curious, she opened each one. When she opened the first picture, her mouth dropped open, her pupils dilated involuntarily, as if she were witnessing the end of the world. On the computer screen was a familiar place and a familiar naked woman! And that naked woman was none other than Jingmin herself! Jingmin was completely stunned! Her mind went blank; her nude photos had been taken by that homeless man and now sent to her computer. Jingmin snapped out of her daze and continued clicking on the other pictures.
Each picture showed every part of Jingmin's body from various angles; some were even photos of her having sex with the homeless man. Jingmin felt incredibly humiliated, countless speculations flashing through her mind. Did he take the photos to blackmail her? Or did he have some other purpose? Returning to
the email, Jingmin noticed a line in the body of the email below the attachment: "Those who don't want these pictures to be spread, please meet me at xx park." Monday night—tonight, isn't that?
However, I promised Rundong I'd go see his game tonight... Sigh, for the sake of my innocence, I'll go to the park. Luckily, it was just extortion. Jingmin thought to herself.
It was 5:30 pm. The stadium was bustling with activity, a large group of spectators were waiting for the game to start, and the players were warming up, Rundong was no exception, stretching his limbs on the field. Why hasn't Minmin come yet? Rundong thought to himself.
At the same time, at the side gate of the campus, a girl with long black hair was walking towards xx park...
The homeless man's coercion (2)
Jingmin walked on the street, feeling increasingly uneasy. Why did he only extort 200 yuan? Did he intend to extort it in multiple installments? Or did he have other motives? After I gave him 200, would this matter be over? With countless questions, Jingmin arrived at xx park. Jingmin sat down on a bench, her heart filled with anxiety.
The game was about to start, why hasn't Minmin come yet? Rundong was full of doubts, picked up his phone and called Jingmin.
"Hello?" "Hello, Minmin? The match is about to start, why aren't you here yet?" "Rundong... I'm sorry, I'm feeling a bit unwell, I can't come to cheer you on." "Oh? Are you alright? Did you see a doctor?" "I'm fine, just a little dizzy, I'll be fine after a rest." "Okay, then you should rest, I'll come see you after the match." "Okay, good luck." Jingmin hung up the phone. This was the first time she had lied to Rundong, and this was not a good sign. The first lie meant that countless more lies would follow... At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Jingmin. It was Ajian. Ajian was still wearing that yellowish camouflage uniform and those rubber sandals. Jingmin felt angry and fearful when she saw this disgusting face. "Minmin, you're here on time." Ajian spoke first. "What do you want!?" "Did you bring the money?" "How much money do you want? Just say it all at once, don't bother me again later!" "I don't want money, I want you to have sex with me, haha." He put his hand on Jingmin's shoulder as he spoke. "Get your filthy hands off me!" Jingmin shoved Ajian away. "Since you won't cooperate, I'll just have to post our photos on your campus forum so your classmates can see your whole face!" Ajian threatened. "You...!" Jingmin was clearly terrified. If her classmates and alumni saw those photos, she wouldn't be able to live anymore.
"What's wrong? Have you thought it through?" Ajian put his arm around Jingmin's waist again. This time, Jingmin didn't resist because the photos were too threatening; they would ruin her reputation. "Isn't this good? Come on, let's go to the XX Hotel. The 200 yuan I told you to bring is for our room fee tonight, haha." Ajian led Jingmin out of the park.
On the street, a beautiful young girl was being tightly embraced by a slovenly, lecherous middle-aged man.
Passersby cast strange glances. After all, the two were such an odd couple. If they were father and daughter, the man was too young; if they were lovers, the woman's taste was too strange.
And so, A-Jian led Jing-Min from the park to the XX Hotel. The strange looks from passersby excited A-Jian; after all, walking down the street with such a beautiful woman was quite prestigious. Once inside the hotel, A-Jian took out his ID card and Jing-Min's wallet and booked the smallest, cheapest single room. A-Jian also had an ID card, but he refused to work and chose a life of decadence.
Meanwhile, the game had already started. Although Jing-Min wasn't there, many cheerleaders were still cheering for Run-Dong. Run-Dong didn't care about anything else and focused solely on the game. Half a minute into the game, Run-Dong's team launched a strong attack, scoring a three-pointer! Thunderous applause erupted from the stands!
Back on the other side, A-Jian led Jing-Min into the room. The room wasn't large, and the bed was only 1.5 meters wide; it was cramped for two people. As soon as they entered the room, A-Jian eagerly hugged Jing-Min. "I've been waiting for this for a long time!" A-Jian kissed Jing-Min's lips. "Cough cough," Jing-Min was clearly choked by A-Jian's pungent smell. "Did I make you stink? Hehe. Come on, let's take a shower first." A-Jian carried Jing-Min into the bathroom.
Jing-Min had no choice but to let A-Jian do as he pleased, because if she resisted even slightly, A-Jian would threaten her with the photos. After brushing his teeth, A-Jian started to undress Jing-Min, and in no time, he had her completely naked. Jing-Min was standing naked in front of A-Jian again. After A-Jian undressed himself, he pressed Jing-Min against the bathroom wall and kissed her passionately.
This time, he left a hickey on Jing-Min's cheek. A-Jian picked up the showerhead and started showering himself and Jing-Min. A-Jian hadn't experienced the feeling of showering in a long time, and since it was early summer, he felt very comfortable. The shower water soaked Jing-Min's hair and body, her long, wet hair draped over her flawless breasts, making her look extremely sexy.
A-Jian had an idea. Ah Jian squeezed a large amount of shower gel onto Jingmin's breasts and said,
"Minmin, use your breasts to wash me!" "What?!" Even after being forced to go without sleep or food for a month, Jingmin never imagined such a lewd thing could happen. And now she was being forced to do something so lewd herself; Jingmin felt utterly humiliated. Jingmin
's chest was covered in shower gel, and Ah Jian hugged her, rubbing his chest against hers. "Like this, got it? Come on, wash my whole body clean like this!" Tears welled up in Jingmin's eyes. Her parents had given her such a clean and pure body, and now she was being forced to bathe a homeless man in this way.
As Jingmin washed Ah Jian, she thought of her own parents. From childhood, her father had been very strict, ensuring her consistently excellent grades and admission to a prestigious university in the province.
Her mother had always doted on her, providing her with the best food and things; she was the apple of her parents' eye.
Jingmin, sobbing, finally finished wiping Ajian's back. "Thank you, Minmin! Now it's my turn to wash you," he said, grabbing Jingmin's breasts and kneading them. Ajian couldn't resist Jingmin's breasts, rubbing them dozens of times before finally stopping.
Ajian squeezed some shower gel onto his hands, spreading it all over Jingmin's body, constantly touching her. Ajian hugged Jingmin from behind, playing with her labia with his fingers. "Ah," Jingmin couldn't help but cry out. Ajian's play became even more frenzied, increasing the speed of his hand movements and vibrating Jingmin's clitoris. Jingmin's lower body twitched, and Ajian stopped. "I'll make you climax soon, hmph," Ajian thought. Ajian picked up the showerhead and rinsed the shower gel off both of them. Ajian felt that he hadn't felt clean in a long time; it felt so good. After drying Jingmin's body with a towel, Ajian wrapped the towel around her body. The bath towel just barely covered her nipples at the top and her buttocks at the bottom.
It was the break time after the first quarter of the game, and the score was 26-18, with Rundong's team in a commanding lead. Rundong and his teammates returned to rest under the basketball hoop. "Brother Dong! Your water!" A mischievous girl handed Rundong a bottle of mineral water. "Brother Dong! Sister Min isn't here, but we're here to cheer you on!" Xiaoqing said playfully. "Thank you, Xiaoqing, Yiting."
Although Yiting hadn't said a word or cheered, she smiled and greeted Rundong politely. What's wrong with Jingmin these past few days? And now Rundong is saying he's not feeling well during the game? Although things in the dorm had been normal these past few days, Yiting still felt something was off.
Xiaoqing and Yiting were both Jingmin's roommates, but Xiaoqing, being a bit of a ditz, was always carefree and oblivious to others' subtle cues. Only Yiting noticed that Jingmin had been acting strangely lately.
They shared a dorm with four other girls, including Jiajie, a study fanatic who spent all her time in the library, who also didn't notice.
Back at the hotel, Ajian suddenly realized that he'd only blackmailed Minmin to satisfy his sexual desires; what if she got pregnant? Thinking this, he decided to take precautions. "Minmin, go to the front desk and buy a box of condoms. I don't think you want to get pregnant with my child, right?" he said, handing Jingmin 20 yuan. Jingmin was stunned for a moment. She never expected this homeless man to be willing to wear a condom, but it was a good thing for her too. So she said, "Okay, I'll put on my clothes and go down." "
Who told you to put on your clothes? By the time you're dressed, it'll be dawn! Go like this! Hurry up!" "Just...go like this?" Jingmin was only wrapped in a bath towel, and it was past 6 pm, the busiest time for check-in. There would definitely be a lot of people at the front desk. Going down like this would be incredibly embarrassing. Jingmin thought to herself.
"Is there a problem?! Are you afraid of a few people seeing you wrapped in a bath towel right now, or do you want the whole world to see your nude photos?!" A-Jian said, pushing Jingmin out. Jingmin wrapped the bath towel even tighter, afraid it would slip off. She took the elevator down from the 8th floor, and the elevator stopped on the 5th floor. The elevator doors opened, and four men appeared in front of her! They were all hotel guests, and they were stunned to see a woman wrapped only in a bath towel in the elevator!
The men stepped into the elevator and went down to the lobby on the first floor with Jingmin. The men kept glancing at Jingmin's breasts. Because the towel was too narrow, it barely covered her nipples, leaving half of both breasts exposed. The elevator was still filled with the fragrance of her fresh shower, and all four men couldn't help but get aroused.
Jingmin stepped out of the elevator, and the lobby security guard was stunned. He stared intently at Jingmin's exposed upper body; he had never encountered such a bold guest.
The front desk was indeed crowded with guests checking in, but there were only two computers operating at the front desk, meaning Jingmin would have to stay in the lobby for a while. Jingmin sat on the waiting sofa in the lobby; at that moment, a minute felt like an eternity. The security guard continued to stare at her breasts, and she noticed it, but she couldn't do anything about it. If she pulled the towel up a little higher, her buttocks and pubic hair would be exposed, which would be even more humiliating. Jingmin sat on the sofa, enduring the voyeuristic gazes of the security guard and passersby.
Finally, the check-in process was finished. Jingmin took a box of condoms from the shelf and went to the front desk to pay. The young man at the front desk glanced at her attire, then at what she had bought, and gave her a surprised look.
Jingmin finally finished buying the condoms and walked back towards the elevator. However, due to the rush of people at that time, the elevator hadn't come down yet, so it hadn't been able to pick up the previous group of guests, and now there was a large crowd waiting at the elevator entrance.
The elevator finally arrived at the first floor, and Jingmin stepped inside. But there were just too many people; the elevator was instantly packed. Jingmin was tightly sandwiched between several male passengers, her breasts pressed tightly against the arm of the man in front of her. She just wanted to get to the eighth floor as soon as possible; this place was unbearable.
The elevator finally arrived at the eighth floor, and Jingmin hurriedly stepped out. Just as she stepped out of the elevator, her bath towel got caught on a guest's suitcase! The momentum of Jingmin walking forward ripped the entire bath towel off! A naked woman, holding a box of condoms, stood before everyone! Her snow-white breasts, thick pubic hair, and large buttocks were completely exposed! Everyone was stunned! "Ah!" Jingmin screamed, immediately covering her nipples and genitals with her hands, and ran back to room 809.
She pounded on the door incessantly. A-Jian saw Jingmin naked outside through the peephole. She had clearly gone out wrapped in a towel, so why was she back naked? A-Jian was puzzled. "Heh, I deliberately didn't open the door, just to make you anxious outside." Seeing Jingmin's anxious expression through the peephole excited A-Jian.
"Please! Open the door," Jingmin pleaded helplessly. "Minmin, my wife, call me 'husband' three times and I'll open the door, hehe."
Marriage is a lifelong commitment, such a sacred thing, how could it be accepted so casually, especially by a despicable, perverted homeless man? Jingmin was filled with trepidation. A-Jian felt a moment of silence outside the door, then said again, "What's wrong? Call me 'husband' three times and I'll open the door."
Just then, Jingmin noticed two men approaching from a distance. They must be residents of the 8th floor again. Jingmin didn't have time. Gritting her teeth, she stomped her foot and shouted into the door, "Husband! Husband! Husband!" "What? I can't hear you. Speak louder!" "Husband, please open the door for me!" With a "squeak," the door opened, and Jingmin rushed inside, then immediately slammed the door shut.
Ajian pulled the naked Jingmin into his arms. "My good wife, Minmin, from now on you'll call me husband, understand?" Jingmin remained silent. "What's wrong? You were shouting so loudly just now, but now you won't call me that anymore?!" Ajian opened the door again and pushed Jingmin back out. "No! Please don't! Husband!" "Hmph, that's more like it." Ajian carried Jingmin to the bed and pressed his entire body against hers.
Today, A-Jian wasn't as rough as usual. Instead, he gently kissed Jing-Min's neck. Jing-Min, naked and pinned down by a man, was being kissed so tenderly; it felt strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. A-Jian pinched and rubbed Jing-Min's nipples between his index fingers and thumbs, making her feel like she was about to explode. She had never experienced such pleasure before. A-Jian snatched the condom from Jing-Min's hand.
"Lychee flavor," A-Jian read the three words on the box. "I didn't expect you to like lychee flavor, haha."
A-Jian opened the box, took out a condom, and put it on his penis. He then lifted Jing-Min's legs and slowly inserted it. "Ahhh~" Jing-Min groaned. She felt less pain this time than before, and along with the pain, there was a strange sensation.
A-Jian began thrusting repeatedly.
Meanwhile, on Rundong's side, the game was in its third quarter, with the score already a dominant 67-42. "Rundong team will win!!" Xiaoqing shouted loudly. Silly girl, Yiting thought to herself. Actually, Yiting envied Xiaoqing's carefree life, her nonchalant attitude towards everything she did. Yiting herself, however, was the student council president, with a mountain of problems waiting for her to handle every day—English corner, club activities, and so on. Just thinking about it gave Yiting a headache.
"President Zhao!" A bespectacled boy walked over from a distance. "What is it, Pan Jia?" Yiting turned around. "President Zhao, there's a problem with the speech about organizational safety. Could you please take a look?" Pan Jia said. Rundong also looked over when he heard this. Yiting smiled at Rundong, indicating that she had to leave first, and then left the basketball court with Pan Jia.
Yiting was very pretty, and several male student council members were also very fond of her, but none dared to pursue her openly, because Yiting gave off a high-and-mighty feeling. If Jingmin was gentle and charming, Yiting was noble and aloof.
"Ah!" Jingmin couldn't help but cry out. She had been being penetrated by Ajian for ten minutes. She covered her mouth with her right hand to keep herself from making a sound. So hot... Why is this happening... Being violated by someone she hates, she actually feels a little pleasure! Jingmin couldn't believe her body and tried her best to remain silent, to make herself seem less lewd.
Because Ajian was wearing a condom, his sensitivity was slightly reduced, and he increased the speed of his thrusts. "Ugh," Jingmin couldn't help but cry out even though she covered her mouth. The increased speed of Ajian's thrusts made Jingmin feel hot all over, and the pleasure in her lower body intensified dramatically. Ajian saw Jingmin's flushed face and kissed her.
"Hold me." Ajian breathed into Jingmin's ear. Jingmin put her arms around Ajian's shoulders.
Why am I listening to him? Jingmin only realized this after she did this. But she couldn't care less. The intense pleasure made Jingmin lose her mind, and she kept crying out, "Ah~ Ah ah."
A-Jian increased the speed of his thrusting again. Jing-Min felt like her lower body was about to explode. She hugged A-Jian tightly, closed her eyes, and felt the intense pleasure. "Ah~!" Jing-Min screamed loudly, her lower body began to convulse, preparing for orgasm. At this moment, A-Jian stopped.
Jing-Min opened her eyes and took deep breaths. A-Jian had to stop just when she was about to orgasm, which made her feel very uncomfortable. She wanted to continue, but she couldn't take the initiative, because taking the initiative would be tantamount to admitting her lewdness in front of A-Jian. A-Jian kissed Jing-Min's ear and said, "Want it? Say 'husband, I want more,' and I'll make you orgasm." Jing-Min wanted it very much, but she still held back. I can't lose in spirit too. She thought.
A-Jian looked into Jing-Min's eyes, and seeing that she didn't intend to speak, he continued to thrust, because A-Jian himself couldn't hold back anymore. Jing-Min felt A-Jian start thrusting again and felt pleasure. "Ah~ ah!" Jing-Min cried out again. Jingmin felt the pleasure return to her lower body, a feeling 100 times more pleasurable than holding in urine for 5 hours and then finally ejaculating! Jingmin's vaginal fluid gushed out! She had never felt so comfortable!
Ajian felt this impact and couldn't help but ejaculate as well. Ajian then made Jingmin kneel on the bed and entered her from behind in a doggy-style position.
The game was now in the fourth quarter, and it was very intense on the court, just as it was in the hotel room. Ajian's big penis kept going in and out of Jingmin's vagina. Jingmin gripped the pillow tightly with both hands, feeling the pleasure of being penetrated.
Ajian lay on Jingmin's back, reached behind her and grabbed her two big breasts, his penis thrusting in and out continuously. "Ah..." Jingmin's moans were mixed with her breathing.
Back on the court, the game had ended, and Rundong team had won. "Hey! Rundong! Let's go, dinner's on me!
To celebrate our victory!" Rundong's teammate Ahui shouted. "No, you guys go ahead, I have something to do," Rundong said, thinking that Jingmin wasn't feeling well and he needed to keep her company. "Damn! He's probably off with his girlfriend again! He doesn't care about his brothers anymore, does he?!" Ahui said angrily. "Alright, I'll pay for next time, you guys go ahead today!" "You said it, I remember."
After watching them leave, Rundong called Jingmin.
In the hotel room, a cell phone ring broke Jingmin's breathing. Ajian and Jingmin turned their attention to the phone screen. "Rundong," the screen displayed. "Answer it." Ajian handed the phone to Jingmin. Jingmin took the phone and swiped to answer. "Hello? Is this Jingmin?" "Yes, Rundong," Jingmin said with difficulty. Seeing that Jingmin had answered Rundong's call, Ajian instantly increased the speed of his thrusting. "Ahhh!" Jingmin suddenly cried out. "What's wrong? Minmin?" Rundong asked, puzzled by Jingmin's cry. "No...it's nothing, I just accidentally kicked the table with my toe." "Oh, are you feeling better?" "Yeah...much better, don't worry." "Oh...that's good, let's go out for dinner later! I won the competition, let's celebrate!" "Ah...I'm going to sleep now, I have a bit of a cold and want to rest early." "This..." Suddenly, A-Jian sped up his thrusting, and Jing-Min couldn't take it anymore, speaking with great difficulty. "That's all for now, let's have dinner together tomorrow! I'm very sleepy." Jing-Min could only quickly end her conversation with Run-Dong. "Well...okay. Get some rest." "Okay." Jing-Min hung up the phone.
"Ah...ah...ah..." After hanging up the phone, Jing-Min let out all the discomfort she had been holding back. Hearing her lewd moans, A-Jian also intensified his efforts. Jing-Min's buttocks moved automatically in rhythm.
Xiao-Qing returned to the dormitory and found no one there. "Strange, didn't Sister Min say she wasn't feeling well? Why did she go out again?" Xiao-Qing called Jing-Min again.
The phone rang again in room 809. "Damn it, who is it now?" A-Jian said irritably. "It's Xiaoqing, my roommate," Jingmin said, answering the phone. "Hey, Min-jie, where have you been again! Weren't you feeling unwell?!" "Ah... it's Xiaoqing, no, I went out to the pharmacy to buy some cold medicine, I'll be back in a bit." "Oh, then hurry back! Your sister is about to suffocate!" "Okay, sure," Jingmin hung up the phone.
"Um... can I go back first? My roommate's going to get suspicious." Afraid of giving herself away, Jingmin pleaded with A-Jian. "Um? What do you mean 'um'? You have to call me husband! Understand?!" "I... understand... husband... please let me go back." "Since my wife is begging like this, I won't force you. Let me ejaculate one more time and I'll let you go back."
A-Jian said, lying down and letting Jingmin sit on top of him. Jingmin cooperated and started moving on her own. " Hurry up and make him ejaculate and get back to the dorm as soon as possible, otherwise we'll really be exposed,
" Jingmin thought. She had told Rundong she was in the dorm, but Xiaoqing had discovered she wasn't there. She hoped they wouldn't inform each other. "Hey, Dong-ge, weren't you with your girlfriend? What brings you to our losers' party again?" Ahui mocked. "How can a girlfriend compare to you guys, Shabao Hui? What's wrong, not welcoming me?" "Come on, three drinks as punishment!" Ahui said, pouring Rundong a full glass of beer.
Jingmin's knees were on either side of Ajian's waist, her buttocks rubbing back and forth, making Ajian feel incredibly high. Ajian pulled Jingmin down to face him. Jingmin's hair was still wet and fell onto Ajian's face. Ajian kissed Jingmin's lips through her hair. Ajian felt he was about to ejaculate, so his penis started moving, thrusting in rhythm with Jingmin's movements.
After another three minutes of thrusting, A-Jian ejaculated with satisfaction. Jing-Min felt a sense of relief, her whole body lightening considerably. "Wife, let's have some more fun in a few days! Haha." Jing-Min shook her head; she didn't want to see this person again. She didn't know why she had felt that way just now, she didn't know why she had moaned, she really didn't know. She clearly loved this person to the core, yet she called him her husband, willingly letting him thrust into her… Jing-Min dared not think any further… She quickly dressed and left room 809.
A-Jian watched Jing-Min leave. He forgot to say "goodbye kiss," A-Jian thought. A-Jian had watched some romantic dramas before, and that's how couples acted. He already considered himself and Jing-Min as a couple because he could threaten her into doing whatever he wanted at any time.
A-Jian lay on the bed and turned on the TV with the remote. Staying in a hotel is so comfortable, he thought. Compared to his own place, the hotel was worlds apart, and A-Jian suddenly felt a little sad. "I could live a more comfortable life if I had money, why should I wallow in self-pity?" A-Jian thought of his former classmates, all now living peacefully while he was scavenging for scraps and barely surviving. A-Jian made a decision: he would find a job so he could afford to have sex with Jing-Min. He decided to fight for his sexual desires.
Jing-Min returned to her dormitory, having bought a box of cold medicine as a cover beforehand. "Sister Min! You're back!" Mischievous Xiao-Qing jumped over to Jing-Min. "What's wrong, little sister? Didn't Yi-Ting keep you company? You've been saying you're bored all day." Jing-Min forced a smile to cover up her feelings. "Hmph, she's always busy with the student council, she doesn't need to care about us sisters anymore... Huh? Sister Min, your face..." "What happened?" Jing-Min picked up a mirror. Jing-Min saw another hickey on her face!
"Um... I probably scratched myself while scratching an itch." "Haha, Min-jie, you big cat!" "Shh!" Jingmin put her index finger to her lips, signaling Xiaoqing not to make a fuss. Jingmin then put another band-aid on her face.
At this moment, Yiting returned, and Xiaoqing became excited again, like a little child who could never stop.
"Oh, President, you finally decided to come back?" Xiaoqing mocked. "What's wrong, little girl? Did you miss me?" "Who missed you? Shameless." "Jingmin, what's wrong? Are you feeling better?" "Yeah, much better after taking the medicine." Jingmin pointed to the cold medicine on the table. "Your face...?" "I probably scratched myself while scratching an itch." "Ah!
You won't be disfigured, haha." Yiting joked. "What are you saying... I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to take a shower." Jingmin smiled.
Yiting sensed something was wrong. Jingmin had seemed sullen these past few days, lacking the joy of their usual chats. Even her smile just now seemed forced.
"Jingmin, tell your sisters if anything happens, we'll definitely support you!" Yiting raised her fist in encouragement. "Okay!" "Hey! President Zhao! You should worry about yourself! If you don't find a boyfriend now, you'll graduate next year. Can your student council be with you forever?" Xiaoqing said playfully.
"Eh? Why is my business your business again? You little gossip!" "I heard that Axiang in your student council has a crush on you! He's a nice guy! Think about it!" "Shut up, little girl..." Seeing them so happy, Jingmin felt a little relieved.
In the bathroom, Jingmin recalled what happened at the hotel and felt her body was unusually dirty. Although she only had pleasure in her mind during the orgasm, she still felt a serious sense of guilt afterward. Jingmin repeatedly washed her body.
"Oh my, isn't this Jiajie? Long time no see!" Xiaoqing teased Jiajie who had just entered.
"What are you saying?! We just met in class today." Jiajie retorted. "Didn't you fall into an ocean of books?" Yiting teased along. It wasn't their fault; Jiajie was a bookworm. Aside from classes, meals, and sleep, she was always in the library. "Books are the ladder of human progress," she often said.
"The sea of learning is boundless, the road is long, only books accompany you. Ah, you guys don't understand." "Yiting, look at her, she's having another episode." "Let's ignore her, let's go to sleep." "Right! Ignore her." Xiaoqing made a face at Jiajie.
"Is Jingmin taking a shower?" Jiajie asked. "Yes, she's been in there for a long time," Yiting said. Right, since three days ago, Jingmin's shower time had noticeably increased, and Yiting only just realized this. At the same time, Jingmin's mood had also started changing three days ago. Was this a coincidence? Yiting was filled with doubt.
"Time is like flowing water, once gone, it never returns. Miss Cai, could you please speed things up a bit?" Jiajie urged from the bathroom door. "Time is also like water in a sponge, you can always squeeze some out," Jingmin replied.
The next day
after class, Jingmin called Rundong. "Hello, Rundong?" "Minmin, how are you? Is your headache better?" "Yeah, it's fine. I'm done with class, wanna eat together?" "Sure, wait for me at the school gate, let's eat out. I'm tired of the school cafeteria." "Okay." Rundong's real reason for asking Jingmin out was to find a quiet place to talk to her; the school cafeteria was too crowded. Rundong couldn't let go of what happened three days ago; he couldn't just let that homeless man get away with it. However, Jingmin had just suffered a blow a few days ago, and Rundong didn't want to bring up that painful incident. Now that Jingmin seemed calmer, he wanted to ask her what the homeless man was like, where he lived, and then teach him a lesson.
As soon as Rundong saw Jingmin, he hugged her. Jingmin trembled and unconsciously resisted. "What's wrong?" Rundong was a little puzzled by her reaction today. "N-nothing…" Jingmin came to her senses and took Rundong's hand back. After yesterday's hotel incident, Jingmin's psychological trauma had worsened considerably. Any physical contact from a man reminded her of that despicable homeless man, causing her to instinctively resist. Moreover, the way Rundong hugged her was exactly the same as Ajian's; Ajian always hugged her like that whenever he saw her.
"Minmin, your face..." "I accidentally hurt it yesterday, it's nothing, just a superficial injury," Jingmin had explained countless times. "By the way, did you win the competition yesterday?! Congratulations!" "Thank you." Rundong kissed Jingmin's cheek. Jingmin trembled again; she remembered Ajian's frantic sucking on her, but she tried her best to control herself, not wanting anyone else to affect her relationship with Rundong.
Rundong and Jingmin went to a relatively quiet fast-food restaurant and sat down. After ordering, they chatted about some things in life. "That Director Tang from your department is too fat. Yesterday, when he got into the elevator, which had a weight limit of ten people, there were only eight people inside, plus a child, and he immediately exceeded the weight limit, haha," Rundong laughed. "Yeah, we secretly call him Sugar Winter Melon, haha." Jingmin finally smiled. Jingmin was a foreign language student, majoring in Business English; Rundong was a management student, majoring in Business Administration.
As they chatted, Rundong's expression suddenly turned serious. "Minmin." "?" Jingmin looked puzzled. "I know you're still upset, but I really want to know what that homeless man looks like, where he lives? You've gone through something like this, and I can't do anything about it. I really can't get over it. Tell me where he lives, and I'll go teach him a lesson, okay?" Hearing Rundong say this, Jingmin looked into his eyes and remained silent for a while. "Don't mention him anymore, okay? You've been with me enough. Don't settle scores with him. I don't want to talk about him anymore."
Hearing Jingmin say this, Rundong didn't press further. He decided to investigate privately and find out who this man was.
Jingmin hadn't expected Rundong to bring up the matter again. She could only refuse his request to visit him, because if Rundong contacted Ajian, he might find out about yesterday's hotel incident and the nude photos. Jingmin absolutely couldn't let Rundong find Ajian.
Meanwhile, the hotel receptionist was calling to urge Ajian to check out at 10 o'clock, but Ajian was still fast asleep in his room, completely undisturbed by the phone. He and Jingmin had made love the night before, and it was the first time he'd slept in such a comfortable bed; even thunder couldn't wake him. The receptionist had no choice but to call Jingmin's cell phone to confirm. (They had registered Jingmin's cell phone number for easy contact when they checked in.) A ringing phone broke Jingmin and Rundong's meal. Jingmin saw it was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello?" "Hello, is this Ms. Cai? This is the front desk of XX Hotel. We'd like to confirm if you need to check out of room 809 from last night today."
Jingmin hadn't expected the trouble from last night to come so quickly. With Rundong right in front of her, Jingmin couldn't handle the situation and could only pretend she'd dialed the wrong number. "You've dialed the wrong number." The call ended with a curt reply. "What's wrong?" Rundong asked. "Nothing, just a bored kid playing with his phone." "Oh." The receptionist had no choice but to have a waiter knock on the room door. "Hehehe...hehehe..." "Hello, waiter." The waiter's knocking finally woke A-Jian. A-Jian stretched and opened the door. "Hello, sir, it's time for you to check out." "Oh, okay, I'll go down now." A-Jian returned to his room, put on his worn-out rubber shoes, and left the hotel.
Walking down the street, A-Jian remembered his decision from yesterday: to find a job. Although A-Jian was a very lazy person, he always kept his word; he believed a man should be true to his word. He walked the street, looking around for job postings. Unconsciously, he arrived at Jingmin's school gate.
"Security Guard Wanted, base salary 1200, meals and accommodation included." A-Jian jumped for joy when he saw the sign. If he could work here, he could see Minmin every day, A-Jian thought.
Ah Jian noted down the person in charge's phone number, returned to his apartment, and pulled out a suit and a pair of leather shoes from under his bed. This was Ah Jian's battle armor, something he wouldn't take out unless it was absolutely necessary. Ah Jian put on his armor, went to a nearby convenience store to borrow a phone, and called the person in charge of the interview…

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