The short story features a woman being raped by a beggar. (The End)

I saw a man, a dirty man, clearly a homeless person.

There was a two-meter-wide shelter extending into the embankment from the bridge, a
perfect place for a homeless person to hide.

He lay there curled up on a tattered cotton quilt, as if abandoned by the world.

I felt something stirring within me, so I gently walked over and placed a ten-yuan note
on the quilt.

Perhaps that was all I could do, I thought.

Perhaps he heard me, for the homeless man opened his eyes. He never dreamed that
a pure face would approach him, a face untouched by worldly concerns, like that of an angel.

Even when facing him, she smiled, unlike others who looked at him with disdain.

Seeing him open his eyes, I smiled back and straightened up to leave.

Suddenly, the homeless man sat up and tightly hugged my legs.

Ah! "

I was startled by this sudden movement. 'What...what are you doing!' I struggled to break free from his
arms.

But no matter how much I struggled, the homeless man held me tightly—he just held me tightly and made no
other move.

Slowly, I calmed myself down.

Because of my struggle, the homeless man was dragged to the ground outside the tattered cotton blanket. He sat on the ground, holding my legs
, looking up at me.

I met his gaze; his eyes were filled with desire, longing, and even more so, pleading, begging
me to agree.

I was suddenly at a loss. That look looked like that of a stray dog that had been starving for a long time, waiting for me
to give it some food.

I was stunned and forgot to struggle. My heart was beating faster, and my face felt inexplicably
hot. I quietly lowered my head.

In that instant, the homeless man 'whoosh' pulled down my jeans,
exposing a pair of snow-white, firm thighs to the air. The skin on my thighs was as smooth as silk, as white as cream, and the blue veins under the skin were clearly
visible ."

The homeless man kissed and licked me, the sweet scent of my body filling his nostrils, and his lust
surged .

Seeing that I didn't struggle anymore, he released his arms, moving his hands to my full buttocks and gently pulling down
my white panties.

My lower body was exposed to the air, the contrast between my snow-white thighs and dark penis creating a striking
visual effect. The homeless man frantically buried his head between my legs, pressing my buttocks against
himself , his hands not forgetting to squeeze my fleshy bottom a few times.

Although the afternoon temperature was relatively high, it was still spring, and my naked lower body felt a slight
chill . However, the hot breath from the homeless man's mouth as he moved on my genitals sent waves
of warmth through me, and a tingling sensation spread from there throughout my body.

My most delicate area was being stimulated so directly and powerfully, especially by the homeless man's dry
, yellow beard, hard and sticky against my penis, creating an itchy yet pleasurable sensation.

Unbeknownst to him, liquid was already secreting from his urethra, a sign that the young man's desire had been
ignited .

The homeless man licked and sucked, each drop of liquid barely flowing from the opening before his tongue swept it away,
like a parched person suddenly discovering a spring and greedily drinking its sweet water.

His senses of sight, smell, touch, and taste powerfully stimulated his nerves, a burning
lust raging within him, his penis throbbing as if it were about to burst.

He gently pressed me down onto the dirty, tattered cotton quilt—his movements were careful not to hurt me—
spreading my legs, kneeling between them, then yanking down his pants, his erect penis sprang forth.

I lay there, shyly turning my head away because my lower body was completely exposed, but I still stole
a glance at the thing about to enter me: the size was alright, but it was so dirty,
a thing covered in clumps of filth, as if it hadn't been washed in years.

Before I could protest, the dirty thing pierced my body with a movement from the homeless man.

"Oh!..." The feeling of fullness made me groan involuntarily, which unexpectedly
elicited a response from the bridge arch.

I was startled and immediately pursed my lips.

This was daytime! Pedestrians and vehicles were three meters above my head, and I could clearly hear the voices of people
on the bridge .

At this moment, how could the people on the bridge imagine that right below them, a pure young man was naked
from the waist down being wantonly plundered by a dirty homeless man.

The homeless man was on top of me, thrusting his buttocks incessantly, his eyes fixed on my face. I seemed
unable to meet his gaze, shyly looking away.

Her small nose twitched slightly, emitting soft moans with each thrust. Her

tightly pressed lips formed a beautiful curve, irresistible to kiss, and the homeless man opened his mouth and kissed her
.

"Mmm..." When I saw his mouthful of yellow teeth and smelled his nauseating bad breath, I was so frightened that I desperately
turned my head away, refusing to let him kiss me.

The homeless man tried several times without success, so he gave up and moved his attention to my
chest.

My tight vest and jacket were easily removed, revealing a large expanse of snow-white chest.

I knew what he was going to do, and watching him eagerly nuzzle against my upper body made
me laugh.

"Oh!..." I couldn't help but moan again from the intense sucking.

When the homeless man's rough tongue brushed against my sensitive nipples, it felt like a powerful electric current, causing my body
to writhe uncontrollably.

"Ah!...Ah...Gently...Gently..." The homeless man bit a little harder a few times,
which made me feel a little pain, and I was afraid that he would hurt me; but on the other hand, it was precisely because of his rough actions that
I felt a strong pleasure, so although I kept saying gently, I held the homeless man's
head tightly against my chest with both hands.

A tingling sensation spread from my nipples throughout my body, and I writhed incessantly, searching for the source of pleasure.

But the penis inserted into my lower body had stopped moving due to the homeless man's passionate kisses, making the
increasingly unbearable—it needed intense friction.

I bent my legs and wrapped them around the homeless man's waist, pressing my heels against his buttocks, pressing hard… …
mmm…mmm…move a little…” I asked shyly, my already flushed face now as red as a ripe
apple .

The homeless man moved, his chest pressing against me, his buttocks moving rapidly up and down, beginning a vigorous
thrusting motion. His penis pounded into my body like a pile driver, creating intense
friction against the tender flesh of my rectum.

The stimulated flesh immediately secreted a large amount of mucus, which was drawn out with each thrust of his penis.
At the same time , the intense pleasure generated by the friction quickly spread throughout my body.

“Oh…oh…ah…oh…woo…!” "

Overwhelmed by wave after wave of pleasure, I cried out in ecstasy, my moans filling the underpass.
Startled, I quickly covered my mouth with my hand, but the suppressed sounds still escaped through my fingers
.

The homeless man thrust his hips vigorously, his hard penis plunging completely into my body each time. My
lower body burning hot, as if it were melting his manhood.

The thrusting of his penis created a squelching sound, and a continuous stream of vaginal fluid
seeped . The originally clear fluid mixed with the filth on his penis, turning into a grayish viscous liquid that
flowed down my buttocks.

Under this bustling bridge, two incompatible bodies intertwined, the pleasure of their
mingling causing them to writhe involuntarily.

The homeless man pounded into me frantically, his penis relentlessly penetrating to the deepest part of my body."

I thrust my hips, meeting the homeless man's thrusts. Waves of intense pleasure washed over my body
. Lost in the ecstasy, I clung tightly to his body, forgetting to cover my mouth. "Ah!
...Ah!...Ugh...Mmm...Ugh...Ah!..." The seductive sounds escaped my lips
, echoing through the underpass.

My white buttocks moved rhythmically, responding to the penis thrusting in and out of me. The climax
was "Ugh...Ugh...Ah!"

The homeless man felt his penis enveloped in a hot liquid, a tingling
, ant-like sensation around his vas deferens. Then, his body convulsed uncontrollably, his semen gushing out, before he
collapsed limply onto me.

All movement ceased, leaving only our uneven breathing, both of us lost
in .

"Splash!"

Someone threw a water bottle from the bridge, which landed on the water with a thud.

The sound jolted me from my reverie of pleasure. I suddenly remembered I was still under the bridge,
and that I needed to go home.

I pushed the man off me, sat up, put on my vest, and pulled on my jacket.

My lower body was sticky and covered in gray filth. I didn't have any tissues with me, so I picked up my discarded
underwear and wiped myself haphazardly before standing up and putting on my jeans.

Just as I was about to leave, the homeless man sat up. I saw that the thing that had been ravaging me was
now limp and hanging between his legs. It looked as if it had taken a bath inside me;
the grime was gone, revealing its original flesh color.

The homeless man looked at me silently, without saying a word.

I saw a hint of gratitude in his eyes. I turned my head away, unable to meet his gaze, and ran back to the steps I had
come from …

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