Alan’s Erotic Adventure

Alan had not expected this female teacher to be the naked woman he rescued yesterday. What a small world!

"Irene, do you know each other?" Mr. Smith asked, puzzled.

It turned out that this woman was also a teacher in this school, named Irene. When Irene saw Alan, she immediately remembered the bathing incident yesterday. This was the guy that saw her buck naked yesterday. But she could never say this out loud.

"No, I have no idea who he is!" Irene curled her lips and didn't even give the slightest glance at Alan. Alan thought that was hilarious. 'I've even seen all your love making parts, so why are you being so coy?' However, Alan pretended to be a gentleman. Alan's guideline for picking up girls was to be noble and always disguise hidden intentions. He wouldn't see a woman like a duck and think he can get lucky. Only a noble image could make the women of this village throw themselves at him. This way, when the time came to have an all out orgy, it would be a piece of cake.

At the moment, Alan's first target was his cousin Amy. He found that she was the most delicious, exciting and refreshing of all of them, and he wanted to sneak into her room tonight.

Of course, the three cousins, these female teachers, and even those female students were all on his radar. Alan was secretly delighted that he had not come to the wrong place.

"Alan, you graduate as a high-achieving student, so Mr. Smith had decided to have you be responsible for both mathematics and natural science courses in the third year of the junior high school. That means the whole school's physical education program was none other than you."

"This third grade class was quite special in a bad way. We have been ranked last in the county's high school entrance examination for seven consecutive years. I really hope that you can make a spectacular turnaround this year. The county party committee will come to check tomorrow. Our task is arduous." Mr. Smith patted Alan on the shoulder, as if he had placed a heavy burden and all hope on him. Just then the class bell rang.

The female teachers in the office went out to class one after another. Alan found himself a cracked desk and sat on the right side of the ice queen Judy. On the opposite side was the mature woman Michelle behind the wall. Alan still didn't know who it was on the right, almost completely surrounded by a group of gorgeous teachers.

Mr. Smith gave him a course schedule then he left the room.

Alan looked at the schedule, which was quite full. Basically, the first two sessions were connected together. The next two or three sessions were his class. Many teachers had four sessions in a row. There were also afternoon classes, and the teaching work was severely jammed together.

He spent some time getting desks in order, cleaning the office, getting acquainted with the campus and class time passed quickly.

During the break, all the students in the school were lively and carefree, playing games together and soon the bell for the second class rang. Alan sighed. This would be the first lesson of his life, and he always had to give the students a good impression.

He had just closed the office door and turned at the top of the stairs. He rammed into a female student head-on. When the female student saw Alan, she didn't know him, and of course she wouldn't think it was a teacher here, so she cursed, "Don't you use your damn eyes when you walk?”

Alan frowned and saw that the girl was tall and sleek, immature, and arrogant. She was also carrying a schoolbag and flew downstairs. "Hey, you are not skipping class, are you?" he asked, knowing that she was exactly trying to cut class.

Seeing that she got busted, she shot back coldly, "How old are you? Why don't you stay out of my damn business!"

Are these rural girls all so unique? Just then, Principal Smith happened to pass by, saw this scene, and said, "Jimmy, skipping class again? Go back to the classroom."

When Jimmy was confronted by Principal Smith, she snorted coldly, and gave Alan a fierce look, as if she was blaming him for not being able to escape. She stomped her way straight back to the classroom. The principle gave him a direct order. "This girl is quite rebellious. You have to keep an eye on her all the time." He then returned to the office.

"This girl was more rebellious, you have to watch her!" Mr. Smith repeated and went back to the office.

Alan finally found his class, and heard a clamor in the corridor far away, just like a vegetable market. They were all girls. Alan kept smiling, trying to make a good impression on these girls. After stepping into the classroom, suddenly something whizzed towards him in a straight line.

Smack! Hit dead on, Alan's face was covered with dust. It turned out to be a blackboard eraser, one that was full of chalk dust after wiping a board. When the eraser hit his face, it left a deep white rectangular impression, maybe like a white powder print, or like an actor with rouge smeared all over his face.

Suddenly, the whole class burst into laughter!

However, they couldn't laugh anymore because it was not the crusty old Mr. Smith who stood before them! Who was standing before them was a super handsome guy, full of vim and vigor, just oozing with masculinity.

In an instant, the whole class went from roaring laughter to silence! It was not because they were afraid, but because the whole class was attracted by Alan's masculine charm. The only male teacher in this school was the terrible old Mr. Smith.

In terms of a male presence at the school, all that was left were a few country bumpkins sitting in the back, wearing Liberation type shoes, constantly pulling up their badly fitting trousers with their shirts wide open. A life of hardship and heavy work at home kept them from getting as tall as the girls. They were deeply tanned like those from Kenya. The whole group of them looked like African refugees. In the eyes of female students, these male students are not seen as men at all because they are so ugly.

So now there was handsome Alan standing in front of them. Compared to that crusty old principal dude and those turtle-looking bums in the back of the class, the huge gap in masculinity between them came into sharp focus. Alan's handsomeness had more than doubled their original concept of what a hot young guy should be.

A group of young lasses were just hitting puberty and all the adolescent fantasy that came with that. So for these girls who were already absorbed in thoughts about men every day, how exciting it was to see Alan! He appeared like a prince charming to all the girls, blinding them all at once.

Alan picked up the blackboard eraser and walked to the podium. He took out a tissue and wiped his face. He didn't show any anger at all. Instead, he just smiled slightly, "Is this how you welcome the new head teacher?"

Alan's smile fascinated all the girls, and several girls could be seen almost drooling.

"I was the one who threw the eraser. If you want to punish someone, punish me."

Alan followed the voice and found a girl standing in the back row. He saw that it was Jimmy who was skipping class just now, and said, "OK! Your punishment is to give me your apple." Then she took out an apple and tossed it over with a good deal of force behind that throw.

Alan's 'punishment' surprised the hell out of everyone - even beyond Jimmy's expectations. No teacher had ever punished students in this way.

Wow! So handsome! After a while, there was a lot of lively discussion among the students.

"Teacher, do you have a girlfriend?" Alan didn't know which student shouted this out, which caused another burst of laughter in the class.

"Not yet, but if you are thinking of dating..." Alan stopped deliberately. But all the female students in the class knew what the teacher was going to say, because Mr. Smith reprimanded them every day: Don't fall in love. Don't find boys. Don't hold hands. Don't kiss. All those were nasty things.

Alan smiled again. In fact, Alan had two dimples when he smiles. It was not so obvious, but it was a super turn on for girls. Alan surprised them with this, "You happen to be at the perfect age for dating, and so if now is not the right time to fall in love, when is the right time? I personally encourage you all to find boyfriends in classes, schools, and villages, even guys younger than you."

With this remark, everyone in the room was thunderstruck! Was this remark really from a teacher? Did they hear him right? The teacher actually encouraged them to fall in love?

Of course, if there was a girl in the class that the teacher liked, the teacher will definitely hit on her! These words were like a sex bomb, exploding and lighting their racing hormones on fire. Actually, Alan was simply putting himself in their place. He started thinking about girls in the third year of junior high, but he never acted on it. He was still regretting it. 'Why didn't a young person in the prime of life have the right to fall in love? Why not?'

'Why didn't our teachers let us date in junior high school, high school, or even college. But then as soon as you graduate from college, after the print on your diploma had just dried, parents will force their children to start going on blind dates! Why? Why? Why do we have to learn about marriage before even learning about love with the opposite sex?' Alan still didn't know! Therefore, he refused to restrain his students in this way. Healthy dating was their right and freedom.

It also included his own teacher-student relationship. Alan's concept was very simple. 'I like you and you like me. That's all. What do I care if you are a cousin, a teacher, a student or a loser but gorgeous girl, as long as you like each other. That's enough.'

"Okay, everyone, be quiet. I will introduce myself. My name is Alan Wilson. I am your head teacher. I'll be teaching you Math and PE! Looking forward to working with you all!"

So, in all the excitement, the classmates started to introduce themselves as well. Alan couldn't remember so many people, but he was still quite impressed by Jimmy, a particularly rebellious student. His cousin Carol also happened to be in this class.

"My name is Carol! I like hiking!" When Carol introduced herself, Alan kept his gaze fixed on her. He realized that this young girl was really not just an ordinary beauty, she was simply magnificent. She was absolutely intoxicating to him. Seeing Alan eyeing her like this, Carol flushed with embarrassment.

Some students teased, "Carol, why are you blushing like that? Do you like our teacher?" It made everyone laugh.

In addition to these two students there was also a girl named Sue. When she got up, she looked at Alan in a straightforward, nonchalant manner. Her self-introduction was also very ridiculous, "My name is Sue I like you, teacher. Can I hit on you?"

Alan did not expect that these young female students could be so bold, not shy in the least. All he could do was muster an embarrassing smile as his answer.

There are also a few super beauties. One that made a particularly strong impression was the village chief's daughter, Maria. She was tall and slim, and her figure was comparable to Alan's cousin Amy. Alan was hoping that she was not too young. "Ah, damn! Too young!"

And there was Janice, who had a super cool temperament. She was nearly 6 feet tall, the tallest of all the girls. It would be a pity if she ended up not being a model. This little princess was from a rich family and displayed extraordinary bearing and nobility! She was really in a league of her own compared to the other girls.

There was another named Ashley, who gave off a super feminine vibe. She was like a sexy little vixen. Her eyes were so big that she seemed to shoot electricity from them. Alan was almost numbed by the electric shock he felt looking at her.

The first period was getting acquainted and breaking the ice. In the second period, Alan tried to teach something, but these girls didn't listen at all. They either chatted or teased Alan. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The afternoon class was not so full. Many students had to climb the mountain to go home, so school let out relatively early. Alan walked his cousin back home.

When they arrived, nobody was home. Karen and the others must have gone to the mountain. Carol saw that the dishes at home hadn't been washed, so she dutifully did housework first. Alan headed upstairs and prepared for the next day's class lessons.

But as soon as he went upstairs, and walked by Amy's door, he heard a moan coming from inside the room. Alan pricked up his ears. This turned out to be the voice of Amy. So she was rolling in the sheets with her lover in the room during the day, huh? The groans fluctuated, and Alan suddenly became extremely turned on.