Alan’s Erotic Adventure
Chapter 8 Peeping her masturbating

Alan hurriedly took off his shoes and scrunched up his feet so as not to make any noise while walking, and put his ears on Amy's door. Listening intently, Alan's body was boiling with lust. There was a rhythm in the room that groaned" um, um, yes." This was the voice of Amy. So, Amy actually met her lover here in broad daylight, taking advantage of everyone's absence?

The pace and volume of her groan was getting faster and louder. Alan's heart was about to burst out of his chest. It sounds so amazing! 'I think the Amy's voice was so ecstatic, so beautiful, so lustful,' He fantasized. Alan wanted to crash the door down and press Amy down under him.

The creaking sound from the bed became more and more rapid, and it seemed that the both of the lovers were about to climax. Alan couldn't help it anymore. His whole being was already under the control of his hormones. His cock was so hard that it could easily break down the door. He thought to himself, "I will take out my meat tonight."

Alan's heart was tormented in every possible way, but he envied the man in the room for being able to nab his incredibly beautiful cousin and then take advantage of her like that. He pondered for a minute. 'Isn't Betty's room on the same floor as Amy's? Also Betty's key was still here last night.'

After thinking about this, he felt joyous, and tiptoed to Betty's room with shoes in hand and squeezed feet. He gently took out the key, and opened the door cautiously, not daring to make a sound. Up to now Amy still didn't know that Carol and he had returned from school. Next, the door banged open, and the moaning stopped. Yikes! Alan regretted that Amy had realized that some of the family members came back.

Just as Alan was upset about what just happened, there was another um-um sound. Alan breathed a sigh of relief, quietly closed the door, and walked carefully to the balcony step by step. Alan was feeling good inside. Not only could he enjoy the sounds of cousin's lewd crying in bed, but he could also discover her sexy ways, which turned him on even more.

He normally saw Amy as straight and upright and couldn't even imagine her screaming on the bed. Just as he was gloating over this misunderstanding, he pulled the curtains open, looked out the window and suddenly froze solid from head to toe. Extreme disappointment took him over.

When this righteous state of mind was about to disappear, he suddenly discovered that the curtains were not drawn so tightly, and there seemed to be some gaps on the other side. He was jazzed at this discovery. God really had left a door open for him.

Alan lay down like a puppy crawling under the window and then stood up and leaned against the wall. These moves made him look like a spy. After taking a deep breath, he could see his Amy's naked body immediately. He didn't even know how turned on he was.

Alan leaned out little by little, holding his breath, his heart pounding. His cock was already as hard as a rock, his eyes were getting closer and closer to the curtain, and finally Alan looked into the room through a gap in the curtain.

With only limited vision, he was only able to see half of Amy's buck naked body. There was no man in the room, just her alone. Strange! It turned out that Amy was masturbating! Knowing this, Alan's desire to die disappeared. Amy was so full of sexual longing? He couldn't wait to rush in and give her some sexual healing!

Amy was lying on the bed with her back facing the window. Her face was not visible. Only the back of her head could be seen. She was wearing a jacket, but underneath was completely naked with two big white legs exposed and wide open. With one hand stroking her private parts, her moaning and groaning was very moving to hear.

Alan wiped his eyes. He tried not to blink so as not to miss any good scenes, but no matter how Alan changed his perspective, he couldn't see her love triangle. Alan cursed that damn coat. The coat worn by Amy was a bit long, covering almost the entire love triangle area. Only a few lush and protruding hairs could only be seen vaguely. From this angle he could only speculate about how luxuriant her love patch would be. It's no wonder she would masturbate in private. It was obvious that this sexual desire had been bottled up inside her and that she had not released it for a long time.

Alan bent over, watching and listening intently. Suddenly, her screams became faster and faster, and the whole body writhed and trembled. The frequency of her hand movements sped up, and then, a sudden burst of insanity. Her convulsions almost collapsed the bed.

The cousin's whole body shot upright while her legs kept kicking the bed sheets. With her hand tightly gripping the sheet, she obviously had an orgasm. Alan was now unable to hold it back. His hard cock pressed against the wall. He was too uncomfortable to take it anymore. Three steps became two steps, and within a few seconds, he arrived at Amy's door.

Bang bang bang!

Alan was short of breath and knocked on the door three times. After Amy had an orgasm, she collapsed on the bed, motionless like a dead person. She suddenly heard the knock on the door and was startled back to life.

"Who was it?" Amy asked in surprise, hurriedly looking for her underwear, but she didn't know where it had been kicked just now.

"It's me, Amy!" Alan replied.

"Oh, you are back. Hold on. I will open the door in a minute." Amy was nervous and confused, thinking that the groan just now would be heard by his cousin. If so, she would be embarrassed to death. But the damn underwear! Where did it go? She didn't think too much about it and just put on her jeans without underwear.

She opened the door with her hair a mess.

"Why did you come back so early?" Amy asked with a forced smile. Inside, though, she was panicked as she glanced around her room. The underwear was under the bed. From here, she could see clearly. What's more, it was on the sheets and still wet.

Amy hurriedly stood in front of Alan, blocking his vision, with a fake smile.

"What are you doing alone in the room?" Alan knowingly asked. At first he wanted to rush into the room without saying anything, and force his cousin onto the bed, but when he saw her cute look which was extremely beautiful especially when she laughed, he gave up the beast-on-beast sex strategy. For such a beautiful young girl, unless she gave herself up to him willingly, it would be too much like a violent rape Not cool at all.

She nervously sputtered" No, no, I just woke up after a good nap. Come on, let's go downstairs." Amy kept standing in front of Alan for fear that her cousin would see the pool of juice on the underwear and sheets under her bed.

Alan smiled and said jokingly, "You look so beautiful when you wake up!"

"Look at you," he said to himself, 'your mouth was so sweet. I need to think of a way to help you discourage from upcoming marriage.' Women naturally could be persuaded by soft and pleasant sounding words. Alan had such a sweet way with words and he was mentally rehearsing what luscious words he would use on her.

Alan looked at the back of Amy coming downstairs, and watched her butt swaying left and right. He wished he had clairvoyant power to see if her love triangle was still wet.

Karen and Daniel both went to the mountains. Before they came back, Carol and Amy took on the responsibility of cooking. In the countryside, almost every girl handled the family's farm work, while the boys had to go up the mountain to chop wood, work the fields and other strenuous manual labor.

Alan had been thinking about how to get to Amy and make her willing. It's apparent that he couldn't wait any longer. This evening, Alan decided to seduce Amy with his mighty masculine body.

Uncle Daniel seemed to be in a bad mood every day, and when he came back, there was another outburst of anger. These angry episodes infected everyone and caused the family's mood drop to new lows. "The fish was definitely stolen by that stupid idiot York. How dare he steal my fish! Watch how I deal with this." Daniel gritted his teeth and blew up when he found the fish was stolen. The fish had just been bought with Amy's gift.

"You have no evidence, so don't talk nonsense!" Karen unloaded the firewood, obviously picking apart Daniel's conclusion.

"How am I talking nonsense? Our fish field was below their house." The widow had had a hard life since her husband died. That stupid second son Barton was a moron. York was a jerk. Every time he saw a fish, he laughed and wanted to steal it. I just didn't expect that he would be so cruel. I have to replace the widow to get things straight. What kind of morons did she spawn?" The more Daniel talked the more agitated he got. Phlegm actually got caught in his throat and he had a hard time breathing.

"Mom, Dad, Come on. Let's eat!" It was Carol who was the most well-behaved. She cooked the food and comforted her parents. If it weren't for Daniel's bad temper, her life would be much happier. At the dinner table, everyone only ate their own food. But this time, Carol took a bite of food and put it in Alan's bowl. "Alan, try some the dishes I cooked!" Carol showed a demure and cute smile. "Are you bribing Alan so soon?" Amy laughed and joked around.

"I am not bribing him!" Carol blushed and lowered her head, eating her own meal with glee. She glanced at Alan from time to time, and her heart melted every time she looked at him. "Alan, is Carol in your class?" Karen asked with concern.

"Yes, and I will take good care of her." Alan said with a smile. At the same time, he looked at Carol, and Carol also happened to be staring at him, but then she quickly lowered his head.

"That's good. Carol, finish your meal quickly, and then go upstairs to do homework. If Alan can teach you well, maybe you can pass the entrance exam to a good high school and maybe even go to college, just like Alan." The more she talked, the happier she became. Her whole being seemed alive with a mixture of hope and delight.

"Humph! What can she do with her lousy grades? Those grades wouldn't even get her into an elementary school!" The grouchy Daniel said irritably.

"Dad, that's not necessarily true. I am optimistic about Carol's ability" Amy chimed in, while Betty was eating without words.

Daniel looked at Alan disdainfully and turned around to eat his own meal. While he was picking up vegetables, he suddenly reminded everyone, "By the way, the idiot Barton's father Bard, will come to our house next week to propose a marriage. You need to get ready."

As soon as those words blurted out, everyone in unison lay down their dishes and chopsticks. "Why are you so surprised? This's just a matter of time." Only Daniel was still holding vegetables and eating.

"I will not marry! WILL NOT MARRY! No marriage!" Amy's appearance changed drastically. She slammed down the dishes, refused to eat, then ran back to the room crying.

"Humph! What the hell am I going to do with you!" Daniel snorted coldly.

Alan looked at the crying figure of his cousin, and felt very angry. Daniel had only money on his mind. To him, Amy was just another product to market and sell, completely without regard to Amy's happiness. What's more, how could such a beautiful cousin marry that stupid Barton? Just to abuse her?

No, this was definitely not gonna happen! Alan decided that he must think of a way to intervene and ruin this marriage before it happened. ☐☐☐