Alan’s Erotic Adventure

When Alan finished running, wearing a tank top, running shorts, and flicking his wet hair, he headed to Karen's house. The three cousins all stared at him. He gently shook off the sweat. His movements were so handsome and masculine!

The youngest cousin Carol was fixated on this young stud who was making her blush. Although the middle cousin Betty acted like she didn’t care at all, she still threw some secret glances his way. As for Amy, although there were countless guys trying to hit on her, Alan’s kind of masculine charm still attracted her.

Even Karen had that glow of falling in love all over again. Compared to this boring husband, the sudden addition of this sharp looking guy to the house who was a teacher in the village was something they were even more proud of and appreciated.

“Alan, hurry up and wash up then finish your porridge. Wait for Carol then go to school with her. You happen to be in the same school, but you still don't know which class you teach. If Carol were your student, that would be awesome”, Karen smiled.

“Everyone teaches the same way and her grades are so lousy. Anyway, I don't expect her to take the high school entrance exam. I have decided that right after the middle school entrance examination she will come to help in the fields”. Uncle Daniel didn’t have the gift of gab, as was the case with most farmers. How could such a beautiful Karen choose to marry such a man? To Alan this didn’t make any sense at all.

“No way! I want to go to high school.” Carol pouted. She could not imagine herself being like the girl next door running into the fields every day of her beautiful youth, chuckling in the mud all day long.

Alan didn’t hear what she said and went straight to the backyard. While jogging, he suddenly noticed that there was a black mark on the palm of his left hand. He couldn’t rub it off. He thought to just go to the backyard to wash it off quickly, but he couldn’t. This mark was not there before going to bed last night, but it was there tonight, and in between he had only shook hands with the old women. Could it be…?

The more Alan thought about it, the more something seemed wrong. He hoped this was not some kind of household poison. His luck couldn’t be that bad could it? Seeing that it didn't wash it off for a long time, he just ignored it. He took off the tank top and trousers and poured water over himself for a quick rinse.

Carol was facing Alan. Alan's body and back were completely imprinted in her eyes. He was broad-shouldered and strong, and the type of guy she really went for. Although her eldest sister Amy was young, and there were countless men chasing her, in this village, she had zero interest in any of them. She had always been single. Who knew that her dad had planned to marry her to that stupid moron next door? Not in a million years would she agree to give herself up for the first time to such a man. It was absolutely out of the question.

”How great it would be if Alan wasn't my cousin,” Amy sighed with regret. But she still couldn't stop the stirring in her heart.

three sisters took Alan to school together.

Although she only muttered a few words and glanced at him twice, the overpowering in love feeling immediately sprouted in her heart and grew like

of the two they were, the feeling he had for either cousin was mostly neutral. As for the second cousin, he noticed something last

you from now on?” Carol lowered her head and asked

small, and her body was thin. It seemed that she was still developing. I guess it wouldn’t take much to make her scream

to go

girls and young women in the village would apply all their feminine charms to seduce him. At that time, Carol couldn’t predict who would fall into his arms, so she avoided all of that by taking Alan through the orange orchard away from the village. Yes, the journey was a

getting through the orange orchard, the school was

two floors. There was also a building behind. It looked like there were some people living

whole school was less than two hundred, with an average of only around ten students in each class. Therefore, two classes are mixed together except for the third year of middle school which was independent. There were a

are even fewer village teachers, less than ten, and no one from the city wanted to come, so Alan was a special case. The school even

from the school worked. Alan knocked on the door, they called him over and Alan politely

such a handsome young man. Alan did a quick scan of the office. In addition to this nasty-looking old man, there were three female teachers sitting there, all with

about the same age as Alan. Another one was more mature and feminine, a little older, in

looked down and then lowered her head, while the mature woman looked straight at Alan. Alan smiled slightly and walked over to

been waiting for. We were just discussing when you would come.” The

let's discuss whether he will come.” The quirky female teacher shriveled her mouth, and deliberately ran in front of Alan and took a look. “Haha, he was as

Michelle shook her head in dismay, took out a big red apple and motioned to throw it over. “Here! Stuff this