My Alluring CEO

Regardless, Jack felt very comfortable at the moment—her soft breasts pressed against him, her sweet scent filling his senses, and the sight of her curves and the tempting valley between them was driving him wild.

Jack couldn't help but breathe in the cool air, the pleasure from Emily's soft hand stroking his cock causing all the blood in his body to rush downwards, making it so hard that it was starting to ache.

Intense waves of pleasure spread throughout his body, keeping him on the edge of climax at all times. Jack had to admit that even with just her hands, Emily was more pleasurable than his own hand job. Sweat poured down his face like a waterfall, drenching his clothes and making them cling to his skin in the most annoying way.

Jack's hair was soaked with sweat, strands sticking to his forehead, giving him a somewhat disheveled look.

Emily seemed surprised by Jack's endurance, a hint of a strange color passing through her eyes. She licked her rosy lips, an unintentionally charming gesture that made Jack's heart race.

But when he lowered his head, the sight almost made him explode. With Emily's hand stroking his cock busily, her other hand slowly slid into her skirt.

The two legs in stockings gradually appeared before Jack's eyes—straight, slender, smooth, with the contrast between the delicate skin and the black stockings creating a strong visual impact.

Jack's heart seemed to rise with Emily's upward movement, his mouth dry, subconsciously swallowing his saliva.

His heart was beating so fast from the prolonged high-speed rhythm that his whole body's blood flow doubled. Jack's angular face turned red as a dizzy feeling emerged in his head.

Fortunately, the noise in the bus covered up his rapid breathing, but the hot breath he exhaled kept spraying on Emily's neck, pressed against his chest.

Although Emily was nervous, her increasingly rapid breathing and flushed earlobes exposed her true feelings. Jack hung his head, his eyes fixed on the scene below, his eyeballs seemingly about to pop out.

Emily's skirt had been completely lifted to her waist, revealing fishnet stockings, almost transparent thong panties, the extreme color contrast making that mysterious sight even more shocking and eye-catching.

The palm-sized, see-through fabric barely hid the view—a few curls teasingly poked out from the edge, the full shape of her arousal clearly outlined, even the dip between her thighs hinted at.

Jack felt like he was about to explode, an evil desire making him almost unable to resist reaching out to tear open that transparent fabric.

Sweat beads dotted Emily's skin, her thighs equally slick.

The bus continued to bump along, which unconsciously helped this couple cover their passionate comfort. Jack was already on edge—Emily's first touch had nearly pushed him over, and the relentless friction shattered his control. He came hard, his release unstoppable.

Jack groaned, his body spasming and convulsing, the sensation of release making him go limp.

Emily grabbed a wet wipe, cleaned Jack up, and wiped her hands before pouting. "Happy now?"

"Yeah, thank you. Emily, you're so kind." Jack smiled, hugging Emily's waist and whispering in her ear. "Next time, don't do this, it's too dangerous. What if someone sees us?" Emily warned.

"Don't worry, Emily, trust me, no one will see us." Jack grinned.

Unbeknownst to Jack, every move of his and Emily's had been caught by someone with ill intentions.

It was a young man with dyed blonde hair, seated behind Jack and Emily.

From the moment he boarded the bus, he noticed Emily's large breasts and his gaze never left her towering chest.

'Her breasts are too big, at least an E cup. If I could grab them and squeeze them freely!' The blonde man thought to himself, his cock involuntarily hardening.

Luckily, Jack was with Emily. If she'd been alone, that creep might've tried to slide in and cop a feel.

Last time, on this bus, the blonde man had met a young girl who was too shy to cause a scene. He not only touched her inappropriately but also slipped his fingers into her vagina, caressing and teasing her until she reached orgasm.

Even so, he had pressed the girl's head to give him a blow job on the bus, eventually ejaculating into her mouth. Finally, the bus arrived at the station, and Jack and Emily were ready to get off.

But when she walked to the door, the blond man deliberately blocked half of it, forcing her to squeeze past him.

Emily frowned, shielding her chest with her arms as she sidestepped toward the exit. Even so, her arm brushed against his, and suddenly, his elbow "accidentally" grazed her breast.

Emily didn't know if he was intentional, but all she cared about was getting off that bus ASAP. In the chaos, though, she lost her footing and stumbled forward, nearly tumbling into the empty space in front of the bus.

At that moment, the blond man suddenly turned around and grabbed Emily, but his other hand took the opportunity to grab one of her large breasts.

"Miss, are you okay?" The blond man's face showed a concerned expression, as if he wanted to help Emily up, but his hand didn't let go—instead, it groped her breast, gripping it hard. His fingers dug into the soft flesh through her thin dress, practically molding it.

The blond man felt that he had never touched such a perfect breast before, which was so big and soft, with full elasticity. Every time he squeezed it, it brought him incredible pleasure.

Even through the t-shirt and bra, he could feel the smooth and fullness of the breast, it was simply a pair of breasts that all the men were thirsty for. If he could use these large breasts to help himself masturbate, it would be absolutely amazing.

At the thought of this, his cock hardened in a second and formed a tent down to his crotch, almost bursting through the fabric.

Emily gasped, caught completely off guard by the guy's sleazy move. His hand was all over her breast, and she couldn't hold back a cry as she tried to squirm away.

Jack had just gotten off the bus and was looking around when he suddenly heard Emily's voice. He spun around to see her stumbling out, her face flushed, while the blonde guy behind her was smirking like he'd just pulled off some cheap trick.

Jack quickly stepped forward, grabbed Emily, pushed the blond man aside, and asked urgently, "Emily, what's wrong?"

Emily was clear that if she said that the blond man had been inappropriate with her, Jack would definitely beat him right then and there.

"I'm fine. I just tripped when getting off the bus." Emily saw Jack's angry look, glanced at the nonchalant blond man beside her, hesitated but didn't mention what had just happened.

Without proof, calling him out would just backfire—he'd deny it, and she'd look like she was overreacting. If Jack went off on him, who knew how it'd end? Better to keep quiet and avoid the drama.

"Really? Tell me if something happened to you!" Jack wasn't buying it. Emily didn't just trip out of nowhere. That blonde dude had to be up to something shady. But since Emily didn't want to talk about it, he couldn't force her, so he just glared fiercely at the creepy blond man.

"Miss, be careful when getting off the bus," the blond guy smirked, his eyes lingering on Emily. "Wouldn't want someone as pretty as you to get banged up."

"I'm fine, Jack, let's go." Emily said, her tone sharp. She ignored the guy entirely, grabbed Jack's arm, and practically dragged him away.

Emily gripped Jack's hand and walked a few steps, only slowing her pace once the bus was long gone. Frustration burned inside her. She'd wanted to put that creep in his place, but the thought of him flipping out stopped her. If it turned into a fight, she and Jack would be the ones getting screwed.

"Emily, did that guy bully you?" Seeing Emily's unhappy face, Jack couldn't help but ask. "What are you afraid of? We can call the police or I would have punched him if you told me just now."

"Let it go, it's not as simple here as you think." Emily said, shaking her head. The two walked towards their destination.

The roadside was full of large patches of corn, the stalks towering well over 6 feet tall.

Jack grew up in the city and was visiting the suburbs for the first time, so he found these corn stalks very fresh.

After walking for a while, a pickup truck drove up and the driver shouted, "Where are you guys headed?"

Emily mentioned the destination, and the driver said, "I'm going that way, hop in, I'll give you a ride."

Jack thanked him and then helped Emily into the back of the truck.

It was a work truck, so no seats, but luckily there was a pile of soft hay. Jack helped Emily settle onto it, the cushioning making the ride a little more bearable.

With the cramped space, Jack wrapped his arms around her. Feeling a little queasy from the ride, she leaned into him, and his hand naturally found its way to her waist.

The road conditions in the suburbs were rough, and the pickup truck was bouncing and shaking, causing Jack's already hard cock to rub and press against Emily's cunt inside her sundress, the intense friction between them made Emily's shy eyes reveal a hint of desire.