Chapter 54: Standing Above Others
Liu Yan's father-in-law didn't live in Zhuangtou Town itself, but in a small village still a dozen or so li away. Since Liu Yan needed to pick up some nutritional supplements in town anyway, the two of them stepped into a general store. The entrance was stacked with crates of instant noodles and pure milk.
The shopkeeper was slumped over the counter watching TV when he suddenly spotted a tall, glamorous young woman walking in. His spirits lifted instantly, and he jumped up to greet her. "Hey there, miss, what can I get for ya?" But his eyes were glued to the full, proudly thrusting breasts under Liu Yan's T-shirt, sweeping over them hungrily. Damn, this woman's tits are huge, he thought. Wonder if they're real. Would kill to get a handful.
Liu Yan frowned at the man's burning gaze, feeling a familiar helplessness. There was no escaping it—any man who saw her first noticed the two towering, sky-high firm ultimate huge breasts on her chest. Even Ma Jun had been hooked at first by those quivering massive tits, falling into a one-sided crush on her ever since.
But Ma Jun was luckier than most. Not only could he behold the true glory of Liu Yan's ultimate huge breasts, he could fondle those man-melting big milk balls at will. Of course, his exploration of her body was just getting started. Plenty of moves he'd tried on Zhang Li and Li Wen were still waiting for their debut on Liu Yan.
So far, she'd only jerked him off by hand. But last night had been a jackpot for Ma Jun—footjob and assjob in one go, total surprises.
What he craved most, though, was the blowjob she'd promised. A woman had three holes, after all. She'd guarded her pussy like a fortress. Several times, his cockhead had brushed her labia—just one more push for real penetration—but she'd ruthlessly shoved him out each time. Ma Jun didn't want to force her.
Anal? Not his thing. Sure, novels raved about ass play, but Ma Jun wasn't that twisted yet. He hadn't tried it with the others, and Liu Yan sure as hell wouldn't agree.
Her mouth was the last frontier—and with his grades now, he'd hit her conditions easy. Hell, Ma Jun secretly wondered if it was a special perk just for him.
Liu Yan figured she hadn't visited her father-in-law in ages, and with his health being poor, she loaded up on tonics for him. Ma Jun grabbed the bags, and they left the store. Spotting a women's clothing shop nearby, she told him to wait outside while she dashed in.
Ma Jun stood there eyeing the town's buildings. It was way dirtier than the county seat—roads full of potholes and puddles, even horse shit everywhere, trash piling up. He wrinkled his nose. If the town's this bad, the village must be worse. No wonder Liu Yan insisted I come—alone, she'd hate it.
A few minutes later, Liu Yan emerged with a black plastic bag. Ma Jun eyed it curiously. "Yan-jie, whatcha buy? Lemme see."
"Get lost. Nothing to see. This is all your fault, you little punk." She shot him a glare, cheeks flushing. Truth was, she'd dozed off in the car, only for his fingers to plunge into her pussy and make her squirt. Her panties were soaked. With her father-in-law's place next, she'd grabbed a couple spares from the shop.
Ma Jun paused, then grinned sheepishly. He hadn't expected her pussy to be that sensitive—just a few strokes and she'd gushed like a fountain. So my cousin's body is starving too. She's just too stubborn to drop her principles. The more she resisted, the more determined he got. He'd swear on it: one day, she'd beg for his big cock in her pussy. And he'd be her only man.
Liu Yan had wanted to swap panties in the town toilet, but it was a revolving door of people and filthy as hell. Time was short, so she gave up. She'd change at her father-in-law's. She asked around for directions to his village, then they headed out along the road beyond town. Fields stretched everywhere, endless corn towering nearly two meters high. Ma Jun, a city boy through and through, rarely hit the countryside. The cornstalks fascinated him; he gawked at the scenery with boyish excitement.
Liu Yan watched him turn childlike and smiled softly. "Ma Jun, if you like it here, I can bring you often. Deal? But only if you're good."
"For real? Awesome!" Ma Jun was all in. As long as he was with Liu Yan, he didn't care where—even some deserted wild ridge, he'd say yes in a heartbeat.
Watching movies on a phone: They were walking when a putt-putt-putt rumble approached from behind. Ma Jun glanced back—a farm tricycle, driven by a middle-aged guy in a straw hat. Spotting them, he pulled over. "Where you two headed?"
Liu Yan smiled faintly. "Xiao Wang Village, visiting relatives, sir."
"Perfect, that's my way. Hop on. Hot as balls out here—you'll sweat buckets walking."
"Thanks so much." Liu Yan's smile bloomed as she and Ma Jun climbed into the back. No seats, just straw. She frowned—the ride would be bumpy standing, but sitting seemed grimy. As she hesitated, Ma Jun plopped down on the straw, legs spread wide with a grin. "Yan-jie, your seat's ready."
"Pretty thoughtful, huh? Good call bringing you." She nodded approvingly, easing sideways onto his lap. "Comfy enough? Tell me if your legs go numb."
Ma Jun was in heaven. Her plump, round ass crushed against his thighs, jiggling heavily with every jolt, squeezing his legs. Fuck, my big dick's getting hard already.
The driver hummed ahead, glancing back to chat up Liu Yan now and then—clearly not just being friendly. She humored him politely, but Ma Jun seethed. He couldn't exactly forbid her from talking to other guys; that'd make him a total caveman.
Suddenly, a wild rabbit bolted from the cornfield. The driver, mid-chat, caught it from the corner of his eye and slammed the brakes. Liu Yan lurched, tumbling into Ma Jun's arms. He slipped his hands under her arms, hugging her soft, plush waist and whispering in her ear, "Yan-jie, lemme hold you. Safer this way."
Too intimate in public, she thought, trying to wriggle free. But his hot palms on her belly melted her resolve. The driver kept his eyes forward now, focused on driving. Helpless, she let him hold her. "Fine, but no funny business. Almost to Xiao Wang Village—behave."
"Promise, Yan-jie. Stock still." He grinned, arms locked around her waist. But with her lush back and ass flush against his belly and thighs, every bump ground her fat cheeks up and down his crotch. Their thin pants offered no barrier—the friction had his cock rock-hard in seconds, bulging through his jeans to wedge straight into her soft, plush ass crack.
The warm, squishy ass flesh clamping his rod made Ma Jun hiss in bliss. Shit's even hotter than pussy. His hands tightened instinctively, pulling her down to bury his cock deeper.
Liu Yan felt the rigid poker spearing her crack—Ma Jun up to his tricks again. She twisted for a fierce glare, but the wild bouncing made this the steadiest pose. She endured his cock rubbing her cleft.
That rod burned like hot iron, heat seeping through jeans to her panty-clad pussy, teasing her nerves. This punk never quits. She bit her lip, fighting the surging pleasure, face flushed and alluring, eyes misty and dewy.
Twice, the trike hit rocks, bucking violently. Her body bounced, slamming his cock right at her pussy entrance. Without pants, his tip would've plunged in. They rode in charged silence, savoring the indescribable thrill. She even shifted her ass to let him thrust comfier.
Can't give him my pussy yet, so this'll make up for it, she reasoned. As long as his cock stays out of my vagina, I'm not betraying my husband. Her final line in the sand. To outsiders, it was self-delusion—but to her, it kept her from being a total slave to lust.
Ma Jun reveled in her juicy, soft ass cheeks milking his cock with every jolt, thrusting in and out of her crack, battering her pussy entrance. He was in paradise, wishing the road would never end.