Playing with Huge Breasts
Not far away, the yellow-haired man who was peeping couldn't contain his boiling blood. Watching that glamorous and sexy young woman get toyed with to multiple orgasms by the tall teenage boy, his excited cock throbbed wildly. He itched to pounce forward, shove the kid aside, and ram his own aching, swollen dick into the beauty's juicy pussy for a hard fuck.
Liu Yan's orgasm this time was incredibly intense. Her pussy gushed several hot streams inside before gradually subsiding. Once her breathing steadied, she saw Ma Jun's fingers still buried in her crotch. She shot him a glare and whispered, "Take your hand out already. All you do is fool around."
Ma Jun quickly pulled out his fingers, now slick with Liu Yan's pussy juices—thick, sticky fluids that gave off a scent that drove him wild. He couldn't resist bringing them to his nose for a deep sniff.
Liu Yan finally managed to sit up. Seeing his action, her cheeks flushed pink. With a hint of annoyance, she coquettishly scolded, "You're really too much. What if someone saw? Who told you to get so reckless? And your fingers aren't even clean—how could you just stick them in there like that?" She pulled some tissues from her pocket and wiped the juices off his fingers.
Ma Jun knew he'd gone too far and stayed silent, letting her chew him out. Damn, this is bad, he thought. With Liu Yan's personality, she's probably gonna punish me again.
Liu Yan quietly scolded him for a good while. Seeing him all dejected and dirtied by her words, her heart softened. She sighed helplessly. Boys his age were full of youthful vigor, and after tasting so much sweetness last night, expecting him to show adult restraint was asking too much. Besides, even grown men might not hold back against a stunning beauty like her.
With that in mind, Liu Yan smoothed her disheveled hair and said softly to Ma Jun, "Alright, no need to play pitiful. If you really listen to me from now on, don't do things that make your teacher unhappy, got it?" She gently took his hand to comfort him.
"Got it, Yan-jie. I won't do it again," Ma Jun replied. He'd braced for a thunderous outburst, but her letting him off so easily filled him with guilt. He'd been selfish, only thinking of his own pleasure and ignoring the risks to her. With so many people on the bus, if someone had been secretly watching or snapping photos, the fallout could be disastrous if it leaked.
At that thought, Ma Jun glanced toward the front seats—and locked eyes with the yellow-haired man. The creep was drooling over Liu Yan's heaving, massive tits straining against her shirt. The more he stared, the itchier he felt. A sexy, busty bombshell like her was a once-in-a-lifetime catch. Letting her slip away would be a crime. Those enormous, round melons alone were enough to get him hard—just imagining pounding her raw made his blood race.
The yellow-haired man was lost in his fantasies when he felt a pair of icy eyes boring into him. He shivered and saw the teen boy glaring daggers. Knowing his peeping had been busted, he guiltily looked away. These half-grown punks were the most impulsive types, never thinking of consequences. With the kid's build, pissing him off could mean a beating.
Ma Jun's heart sank seeing the sleaze's shifty eyes glued to the proud swell of Liu Yan's huge tits under her T-shirt. He hadn't expected a real voyeur. He wasn't sure if the guy had caught him fingering her pussy earlier, but with three rows between them and Liu Yan by the window, the perv could only see her upper body unless he stood—no way to spot Ma Jun's hand down her jeans.
Ma Jun shot him several fierce glares but was powerless to act. This was a public bus, not Liu Yan's home. He couldn't just tell the guy to fuck off. All he could do was be grateful she'd dressed conservatively today, not like her revealing school outfits. Otherwise, he'd have been caught groping her tits for sure. It was a wake-up call—no more risky shit like this.
The bus soon pulled into Zhuangtou Town. The yellow-haired man opened the door and bellowed into the cabin, "Zhuangtou Town! Anyone getting off, do it now!"
Ma Jun turned to Liu Yan. "Yan-jie, let's go." He stood and headed for the door. The cramped aisle forced his 1.75-meter frame to hunch over. Spotting him coming, the yellow-haired man sidestepped nervously, clearly intimidated by the burly teen.
Liu Yan followed behind Ma Jun to exit, but at the door, the yellow-haired man half-blocked it, craning out to call for boarding passengers. To squeeze past, she'd have to brush his arm.
With him still hollering, Liu Yan frowned, clutched her chest protectively, and sidled out sideways. Even so, her arm grazed his. Suddenly, he yanked back—and his elbow lightly bumped her breast.
Unsure if it was deliberate, Liu Yan hurried off the bus. In her haste, her foot slipped, and she tumbled forward onto the open ground ahead. The yellow-haired man spun back, grabbing her arm to "steady" her—but his other hand clamped onto one of her massive tits.
"Miss, you okay?" The yellow-haired man wore a concerned look, as if just helping her up. But the hand on her huge breast didn't let go—instead, it kneaded harder, deforming the plump, perky globe. His fingers sank deep into the soft, yielding flesh through her thin T-shirt.
Holy shit, these are fucking huge, the yellow-haired man thought. His fingers had never groped tits this premium—massive, soft, yet springy. Every squeeze sent waves of pleasure through him. Even through the shirt and bra, he felt their silky fullness. Tits to die for. Titfucking them would be paradise. His cock surged, nearly ripping through his pants.
Liu Yan, caught off guard by the sneak attack, felt the brute's paw ravaging her sensitive breast. She yelped and struggled. Ma Jun, who'd stepped off and was scanning around, heard her and whipped back. He saw Liu Yan stumbling down, face flushed crimson, with the yellow-haired creep grinning sleazily at her side, asking if she was alright.
Ma Jun lunged forward, steadying Liu Yan and shoving the man aside. Anxiously, he demanded, "Yan-jie, what happened?" If she said the creep had groped her, he'd beat the shit out of him.
"I'm fine. I just tripped getting off," Liu Yan said. Seeing Ma Jun's fury and glancing at the innocent-acting yellow-haired man, she hesitated and didn't spill about the grope.
For one, she had no proof—if he denied it, she'd look foolish. For another, she was visiting her in-laws and didn't want trouble. If Ma Jun snapped and fought, who knew what could go wrong. Better to swallow her anger and avoid a scene.
"Yan-jie, you sure you're okay?" Ma Jun pressed, unsatisfied. He didn't buy the trip story—the yellow-haired prick had to be behind it. But with Liu Yan staying mum, he couldn't lash out. He settled for glaring daggers at the sleaze.
"Beauty, be careful getting off next time," the yellow-haired man chuckled. "Someone as gorgeous as you—ruining that face in a fall would be a tragedy. Heh heh."
"I'm fine, Ma Jun. Let's go." Liu Yan's face darkened. Ignoring him, she tugged Ma Jun away hurriedly. The yellow-haired man watched her huge, round ass sway hypnotically. He brought the fingers that had grabbed her tit to his nose, greedily inhaling, savoring the intoxicating feel. He'd pulled that trick plenty on female passengers—young wives and girls groped but too embarrassed to react, slinking off powerless.
But this glamorous young woman was next-level temptation. Those tits were perfection—huge, round, overflowing his hand. Real-deal 36F monsters. In a KTV, she'd cost at least a grand a pop. He'd banged plenty of busty whores there, but none had her pure, homemaker allure.
No more boarding, so the yellow-haired man shut the door, yelled to the driver to go, and scurried to the back row. He unzipped, hauled out his rigid purple-black cock, gripped it with the hand that had mauled Liu Yan's breast, and jerked furiously. Eyes shut, he fantasized slamming his big dick into that beauty's dripping pussy. The bus jolted along the rural road, rocking wildly—like someone inside was fucking in primal rhythm.
Liu Yan held Ma Jun's hand for a few steps until the bus was out of sight, then slowed. Shame and fury boiled inside her. She wanted to teach that shameless bastard a lesson, but feared he'd lash out, and she and Ma Jun would come off worse.
"Yan-jie, did that guy mess with you?" Ma Jun asked, noting her sour expression. "What're you scared of? We can call the cops. No way no one steps in."
"Enough, Ma Jun. It's not as simple as you think. Come on, let's shop first." Liu Yan sighed. Towns weren't like the county seat—with proper police and crackdowns on thugs. Out here, stations ignored small stuff like this. No evidence meant endless hassle, maybe even a bite-back. Ma Jun was just a kid, clueless about the world's grit. Escalating would only get them hurt.