Wandering Man (Rape and Abuse Adult Fiction)

This is a story from a few years ago. Ah Zhong was a junior in my alma mater. He was a junior at that time, and I was a graduate student.

Probably two to three years or less.

We met by chance, mainly because his girlfriend seemed to be in some departmental academic position.

I hope to contact our company so that we can go back and hold a recruitment briefing. So I don't know where I got to know, through my contact

Networked with people in the company.

The briefing was held in a classroom. There were quite a few people coming and the classroom was probably just about full. On stage

It went smoothly, and I was kind enough to go there to see what the situation was. That school girl, and the boy next to her

Get up and walk towards me.

"Thank you, senior." The junior girl smiled cutely.

"No, it's my duty." I answered happily.

"This is my boyfriend Ah Zhong. He is also a member of the department society." The junior school girl introduced him to me excitedly.

"Hello." I nodded politely.

That Ah Zhong was not tall, only a little taller than me, his face was not good-looking, and his body was not strong, but he spoke

There is a kind of low-key simplicity that is very manly.

"Hello, senior." He nodded as well.

"After this event, we want to hold ｘｘｘ, ｘｘｘ... and so on. Actually, I think this year

There are quite a lot of job opportunities for everyone! "The junior school girl shared excitedly.

A Zhong and I were like listeners, accompanying our schoolmate’s enthusiasm. This is not a bad thing, for me.

I was also very happy that my junior classmates were making good progress, but Zhong had a bored look on his face.

After a while, the schoolgirl was dragged away by someone to discuss something. Before leaving, she told Ah Zhong: "Help

I'll call my senior sister. If I'm late later, can you give her a ride for me? ok? "So saying,

Left.

Ah Zhong and I looked at each other, not knowing what to talk about. He spoke first, kindly asking if I wanted something to drink.

What to eat. He took me to the table outside to secretly eat the prepared snacks.

"Your girlfriend is very lively." I didn't know what to start with.

"Oh, she's just a little noisy." He answered nonchalantly.

"No way? The junior is very cute?" I said.

"No way, senior sister, you don't understand." he said.

Of course I can't say anything about other people's family affairs, so I tried to change the subject.

We chatted for a while and then I said I was leaving. He walked me to his motorcycle and took me back

metro station. Along the way, we just chatted briefly.

I originally thought that the story with Ah Zhong or his girlfriend ended there, but unexpectedly it was just beginning.

About a few weeks later, I received a call from a male voice.

"Sandrea-senpai."

"Who are you?" I couldn't recognize you.

"A-Jung. A junior from the department society."

"Oh, it's you! What's the matter?" I asked.

He paused for a moment, "Senior, can I talk to you? I wonder if it's convenient..."

I was stunned for a moment, "Is it about the department society?"

"No, no..." he said, "It's about my girlfriend."

"Junior? What happened to her?" I asked.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, "We broke up."

"Really? What's wrong?" I asked kindly.

"Senior, I want to talk to you, okay?" he said without answering.

It's a bit strange to talk to me like this, after all, I only met them once. But in this atmosphere it is hard to refuse

Absolutely. (I think it was because I was young and ignorant at that time. Now I am an experienced person and I don’t feel anything about this kind of thing.

)

I made an appointment with him in the evening at a Starbucks near my house.

When I got home, I changed into simple winter clothes: a white shirt, a gray long skirt, a coat and a simple

Dress up.

I arrived at the coffee shop and he was waiting at the door.

"Order some drinks, senior sister, it's your treat," I said.

We took our coffee and sat upstairs. He looked confused and took the initiative to start telling his story.

I won't go into the details of the story, but during the Chinese New Year, his girlfriend and her family went abroad, and when they came back, they

He broke up with her, saying, "The world is too big, I can't be trapped by you."

She told him it was in early February, and he had prepared for Valentine's Day by buying thousands of dollars in silver.

chain, prepared to order flowers, and secretly ordered a Valentine's Day dinner. But now, there is nothing left.

He originally thought that his girlfriend really had some ambitious ideas, but he didn't expect that a few days later, he called his girlfriend

I hope to talk, but the girl is not paying attention and keeps laughing while talking on the phone. It seems like someone is calling her

Just like laughing at her.

His heart was almost broken, and he questioned his girlfriend's friends, who indirectly confirmed that there was already a third person.

Intervention, but he never found out.

He became more depressed as he spoke, staring at the coffee in front of him, the cup of latte that was no longer hot, sitting there innocently.

There.

"Why did you look for me?" I asked. On the one hand, there was confusion, and on the other hand, there was the desire to change the subject.

"Because I chatted with you that time, I felt that you were a good person. At this time, I suddenly felt like

Talk to you. "He said.

"Do you have any good friends? Can't they help you?" I asked.

He seemed to have received a greater blow, his eyes widened, and after a long while he said, "I later found out that my pile of

Two of my friends have slept with her. "

"What? How is that possible?" I asked in disbelief.

He explained that he went drinking with his friends after his breakup, and after everyone got drunk, they kept telling him not to get upset.

In order to make him think more open-mindedly, two of his friends came forward and confessed that they had slept with the school girl, in order to highlight the school girl's

I hope to make him feel better.

"This is too exaggerated! Are you sure they are serious?" I said in confusion.

"Sure." He said without looking up.

We looked at each other in silence.

Suddenly, I felt like I knew him better than anyone else. Although the plot is different, being betrayed by the person you love deeply is

The feeling of betrayal is no different. It was just as profound, sharp, and painful...

We sat like this for two or three hours, until the store was about to close.

We said goodbye at the door of the store.

"Are you going to be okay?" I asked him worriedly.

"Well, senior sister, thank you..." He left quietly.

I looked at his back, and a familiar feeling of pity and regret came over me, for a once sweet relationship.

Sadness of early death.

The next day, I couldn't get rid of my lingering concern for him, and I didn't know why. (Someone told me,

I am too kind and easy to be bullied, I think maybe...)

I called Zhong and he sounded a little surprised and grateful. I can hear he

I was sad, so I chatted with him for a while and told him that he could talk to me again anytime.

We talked on the phone quite often over the next week or two. He became quite proactive in calling me, even to the point

Later, as if it was a habit, he called me every night. We started talking about life, of course, he also

She will always let me know how her schoolmate is doing recently. The junior school girl seems to be enjoying her new relationship very happily. This also makes me

I felt even more sympathy for my junior.

One day, I received a call from him again. I was bored that day and wanted to find something to do, so I impulsively looked for

He came out to eat.

"Hey, eat with me."

"Okay, I'll pick you up, senpai."

We had a random buffet and then went to the nearby Shida Night Market to eat some ice cream.

Like lovers, we walked and chatted side by side until around ten o'clock when he was ready to take me back.

Home, I suddenly had a strange urge to do something for him.

He walked to his motorcycle and was about to put on his helmet. I suddenly grabbed him.

"Hello," I said.

He looked at me.

Suddenly, his eyes reminded me of the male protagonist in "The Love Story", with that kind of confusion, emptiness,

expression. (Has anyone seen that movie?)

"Come with me. I'll accompany you tonight." I said with determination.

I don't know what made me so impulsive and stupid, maybe it was the familiar heartbreak, maybe

It was the kind of sad beauty wrapped in his story. Maybe it was because I was also in an ugly ambiguity at that time. Maybe it was not

For any reason.

In short, he didn't refuse anything and wasn't surprised at all.

We found the nearest hotel, entered the room and locked the door.

I faced him and said, "Imagine me as a junior school girl and treat me the way you would treat her."

"Senior, I can't do this..." He shook his head.

"Hurry!" I urged, "before I change my mind."

"I really can't do this. This is too unfair to you, Senior..."

"Hurry up and stop talking nonsense." I pulled his hand and placed it directly on my chest.

His eyes widened and there was an expression of disbelief. His other hand also came up and began to touch.

I reached out and pulled his belt, and he cooperated by taking off his clothes, and then began to frantically take off my clothes.

"Senior, you have a great figure..." he exclaimed when I was completely naked.

"Don't call me senior, call her by her name..." I said.

"Xiaoyi... this is weird..." he said with a frown.

"It's not strange. Try it again." I pulled him to the bed.

"Xiaoyi..." he said.

"What..." I asked with my head tilted, infatuatedly.

"I want to fuck you..." He pushed me down and rubbed my breasts with his hands.

"I don't want... I don't want to give it to you..." I said deliberately to blend into the atmosphere.

"I want to!" He suddenly seemed to be really into the role, and his movements began to become wild.

He lay on top of me, kneading my breasts with both hands, and began to rub them vigorously. He then reached out and touched my breasts.

Go up to the vagina and push it in hard.

"Ah Zhong... Ah Zhong..." I moaned his name in a tender voice.

"Xiaoyi..." he panted.

He suddenly pressed hard with his hands, pressing my hands flat on the bed.

"Wear a condom..." I reminded him in a tender voice.

He put on a condom, adjusted it, and then thrust in forcefully.

"Ah!..." I screamed.

He still pressed me hard, thrusting vigorously, as if he was venting something with each thrust.

All pushed to the deepest.

"Xiaoyi...I love you so much...why..." He kept thrusting.

"Ah...ah...ah..." I could only scream wildly.

"I want...ah...ah...it's so tight..."

"A-Chu...ah...don't..."

He seemed to be getting more into the role, thrusting harder and harder, mumbling with each thrust, "I'm so

Love you...Xiaoyi...why..."

“Ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…”

"Why? Ah... why did you let Xiao Ming... why did you let Datou... you slut..."

"Ah Zhong... be gentler... ah..." He was using so much force that it hurt.

"I'm going to fuck you to death... fuck... fuck... ah..."

He grabbed my breasts with both hands so hard that I cried out in pain. But he still thrust harder.

My excitement gradually rises between pleasure and pain. His thrusting was like a desperate and sad release.

This kind of desolate and depressed outpouring is particularly intense and fiery.

"Senior, senior...it feels so good..." He gave up pretending and completely immersed himself in making love with me.

“Ah…ah…ah…”

"Senior...your breasts are so big...so soft...so nice to touch..."

"You...are so bad..." My breasts seemed to be supporting the balance of his sprint, and they were grabbed roughly.

Wear.

"I can't hold it anymore... I'm going to cum... ah... senior sister..." he shouted. Suddenly I ejaculated.

The two of us lay panting on the bed in the hotel. After the intercourse, my whole body relaxes, making me feel light and airy.

Sense of unreality.

"Senior, you are great..." he panted and tried to hug me.

I was also panting and hugged him blankly.

That is a hug that a survivor or someone who has also been hurt can give to each other.

People who have experienced this cannot understand it.

After we finished, we cleaned up and went back.

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