Alan’s Erotic Adventure

Amy, being in this terrible mood, didn't want to see almost anyone except Alan. Alan, beforehand, deliberately did push-ups and sit-ups to show off chest and abdominal muscles.

Sure enough, Amy saw that Alan was wearing only a pair of underwear, displaying taut and shredded muscles. Wasn't this the image of the man of her dreams? The boys in the countryside were either way too short because they had too much heavy lifting work, or the skin was too dark. Many boys looked like middle aged men at a young age, and every time these "old dudes" passed by the door of her house, they give a whistle. Whenever she heard this, without fail she was disgusted, regretting that she was born in such a place without a decent man.

The arrival of his cousin Alan suddenly broke open the imaginary jail cell she was in, and a beautiful man with a perfect heart stood in front of him. But goddamn it, he was his own cousin! Such was the nature of fate.

Alan closed the door and tried to coax his cousin into happiness in the most direct way, "You tell me everything you know about that stupid Barton you are being forced to marry."

Upon hearing this, Amy's melancholy eyes suddenly lit up, and she said excitedly, "Do you have a solution?"

"To solve the disease, we must prescribe the right medicine. We must find out the shortcomings of that idiotic family and then attack them. So you tell me everything you know." Although Alan was mostly an average student, he excelled as a science student. Therefore, his logical thinking and analytical skills were particularly outstanding.

Amy really knew little about stupid Barton's family. Because she didn't like them, she didn't pay attention at all. She just knew some general information. Stupid Barton's family are rich peasants. His father Bard ran a farm business and had a son in his old age. He was very happy, but unfortunately Barton was born prematurely. As a result Barton had a problem with IQ, but he was always a pretty good child. Barton was dull witted and still not married. He was a few years older than Amy.

Then she talked about the birthdate. Although Alan didn't understand this stuff at all, the matchmaker said that birthdates are perfect, no one can change that. But Alan was wondering, who in this generation still consulted a birthday horoscope? This was too superstitious.

Superstitious? Alan muttered to himself, turning this over in his mind. Yeah, maybe that was the ticket to end this marriage before it started! He smiled weirdly.

Since that family was coming to propose marriage next week, he planned to take a break this weekend and go to the next village to help Amy settle this matter. Alan said confidently that this stupid Barton's family had already shown cracks in their defense, and the top priority was to bombard these cracks, making them bigger and bigger, until they finally raised their hand to surrender.

Really? She danced with joy, "I knew Alan was the smartest."

"So don't I deserve an immediate reward?" Alan quickly took maximum personal advantage of her excitement. "Well, this lady was happy tonight, so I will give you a hug." Amy stood up as she spoke, spread her hands. She had the cuteness of a little baby coming over to hug her sister.

"Geez! We are cousins, so we can hug each other anytime. At least I should get a kiss right!" Alan said with a seductive smile, trying to hit on her.

"Kiss? Dude you're insane! We are cousins! Maybe we can kiss this one time but what we can't do was bargain over it." Amy pretended to be a queen.

She looked at him with a take it or leave it attitude. Nothing he could do about her anyway. He suddenly felt that Karen's moral thinking was the worst, and she even resisted strongly. Amy also couldn't ever accept this relationship. If incest occurred between Betty and Carol, that was completely different. They had never known Alan even when they were young, and had never lived together.

To them, Alan was a stranger who suddenly invaded their space. The middle cousin Betty didn't even pay him any respect, but Carol never even considered that she could not fall in love with him. The four age groups have radically different ethical concepts.

Alan was born in the countryside and his childhood was in the countryside, but he went to school in the city, and all the education and growth environment he received were based on the concepts that people from the city had.

"Okay, so just a kiss then." Alan looked disappointed deliberately. It's better to have a little kiss than nothing. Patience was the key. Sooner or later, this girl will be his.

Amy slowly moved her mouth. This was the first time she had kissed Alan. Actually this was the first time she had kissed a man. She looked composed on the outside, but her heart was already thumping wildly This was a guy she actually wanted to kiss, but was also her cousin. This sense of contradiction caused a lot of confusion. She knew that she had her own charm, if she let go of some morals, Alan would definitely be hers.

Amy closed her eyes and gradually kissed him.

Mmmmah!

With a slight peck on the cheek, Alan turned his head and looked at Amy. She no longer looked calm and indifferent like before. Suddenly, she looked embarrassed and serious. She became alarmed at the way Alan was looking at her.

Amy only knew that her heart was beating wildly, and being stared at by her cousin. She froze and even forgot to get out of the way.

Suddenly, at this moment when Amy was stunned, Alan unexpectedly kissed her and sealed the kiss directly to his cousin's lips. Amy's eyes widened immediately, she realized what was going on immediately, and hurriedly pushed Alan away with both hands.

But Alan suddenly pounced like a beast. She was too gorgeous and hot. This kind of beauty was different from younger sister Carol. After all, Carol was just a young girl who didn't know much about boy/girl stuff. All Alan could do was groom her a little, gradually boil her like soup.

But Amy was with a strong femininity. The more men boiled, the more they lost the taste. For this kind of woman, using extreme hot and cold was best. More importantly, it must be fierce or wild and crazy. But also the kind that was very sudden.

She wanted to get out of this and was trying to push herself away. He had already embraced her with one hand, and put the other hand on the back of her head, forcibly pressing Amy's mouth on his own. Amy did not expect that he would suddenly go mad, and would suddenly kiss her forcibly. She was already fully aware of the situation and hurriedly wanted to break away.

Who knew that her head would be forcibly held by him, and her mouth would be completely sealed on his mouth, which was even more terrible? Alan's powerful tongue was prying her teeth open, and he was about to stick it in.

Amy became more panicked when she saw his behavior. The sudden violence and strength made her freak out and she struggled more intensely. She slapped her hands frantically and pushed on Alan's chest but she couldn't push it away. She wanted to shout but couldn't. She could only make vague and useless sounds.

Seeing that she was struggling harder, Alan even used his legs and feet together, so he simply pressed his body against hers and directly flattened her under his body. Now, Amy couldn't move.

It was the first time Amy had ever been assaulted by a man. Her lips and tongue had been pried open, and he was licking her tongue frantically. It was wet and slippery. Alan held a firm tongue in her mouth. The inside of the mouth was raging like a storm.

This feeling made Amy want to stop, but being pressed by him in this way, she didn't know what would happen. He was too heavy, and she had no strength to break away. She decided to get cruel. Panicked and impulsive, she bit down hard on his tongue.

Ahhhhh!

The tip of Alan's tongue immediately felt a sharp pain, and he reflexively let go of Amy. Blood flowed down his mouth, a strong smell of blood ensued.

Amy was still angry as hell, and when she saw Alan's mouth full of blood, she immediately remembered the scene of biting her tongue to commit suicide. She completely forgot about the incident until she had been forcibly molested just now by Alan. She hurriedly stood up to check Alan's injury.

Alan was bitten into the skin of his tongue and had some blood. The injury was actually not that serious, but it was a good opportunity for him to escape responsibility for the crime of forcibly molesting Amy just now. He didn't hurry but pretended to be in extreme pain, even exaggerated it a little. He fell on the ground and curled up into a ball.

Amy was even more panicked now.

"Hey, hey, don't scare me like that! I didn't mean it. Anyway who said it was OK to molest me? After all, it was still my first kiss." Looking at Alan's appearance, Amy felt bad and a little guilty, and the anger subsided. "First kiss? Haha!" Alan curled up on the ground and raised his head in a triumphant look. There was no blood in his mouth.

"Oh, you rotten asshole, you lied to me again, you fucking prick! Fuck you!" As she screamed at him, she slapped him fiercely, "I fucking hate you!"

"Haha, first kiss!" Alan emphasized the first kiss again, and his brows were raised.

"You!" Amy was so cute when she was angry. "Forget about you!"

"Okay, listen, my fault. OK? It will not happen next time!" Alan immediately turned to some sweet talk. Even though she was older than him, women all over the world are the same, and they all need to hear sweet talk.

"Oh, you still want it happens next time?" Amy pursed her lips and suddenly changed from a goddess to a well-behaved little girl. "Amy, don't be angry, please. I was really wrong. I will go back to plan your marriage business now. I will definitely do it all the way. Don't worry."

Seeing that it was already very late, Alan left the room and went back to his attic, lying on the bed. He was so happy that he not only stole the first kiss of Carol tonight, but also forced a kiss from Amy, especially her first kiss and tip of the tongue. "God, it tastes really the best in the world. I can't wait to hold it in my mouth and taste it fully" he fantasized.

Not long after Alan lay down in bed, he thought about these things, turned off the lamp, and the moonlight from the window was so silvery as it came in. Alan tossed and turned and found that he couldn't sleep because of all the excitement of this day. The window was beside the bed, so he leaned on the window sill.

Unexpectedly, with this rather unconscious move he saw some spring scenery on full display outside. 'Isn't this the neighbor Ella? Is she taking a shower?'