My first time

I lost my virginity to my cousin. He was not related by blood to me, but by adoption. He was one of a few that I have been with. What can I say, I have many cousins. It is a big family. This side of the family also tends to be very country, living in a farming area. I also do not remember everything, and am writing this best I can from memory. I can only vividly remember bits and peaces, so some things might be slightly wrong. You also need to remember, I would not become fully sexually active until a little later, so I was very awkward, having only played house a bit, you show me yours, a bit of streaking. I learned later from older men, who knew what they were doing. Here is how it happened:

We arrived at my grandma's house for our annual family gathering. I wore a button up flannel shirt and jeans with cowboy boots. Sorry, I did not wear a naughty farmer's daughter outfit, it was pretty normal if you grew up in a farming community. Probably closer to this outfit, with boots.

Like normal family get-togethers, it was rather boring. Watch the boys play pool, maybe try it out a little. Maybe some horseshoes. Big meals set out with the old generations catching up, swapping stories, reminiscing. Unfortunately, I was a little old to enjoy myself, running around in the grass, playing in the trees, and a little young to be swapping old stories.

I grabbed my cousin, he and I had always been close, and decided we would go exploring. We went out to the field, wandering through weeds and other plants almost as tall as we were, then came to the old house my great grandma lived in before it burnt down. Poking around for lost treasures, or heirlooms, or something to keep us interested, we eventually found nothing but boredom.

We moved out from there, going down some of the trails and exploring the woods around the area.

That's when it happened. We started talking, me asking him about girls, him asking me about boys. He mused, wondering what it was like to kiss a girl. I politely reminded him that I was a girl (Actually, I seem to remember calling him a dummy and kicking his shin, but you get the point). We didn't really factor in the fact that we were cousins, we just understood, he was a boy and I was a girl, and we had always felt more like friends than cousins, so the thought of our family tree never entered our minds.

We closed our eyes and pressed our lips together. After all, isn't that how you kiss in the movies? While this wasn't my first kiss, it was his. We stood there, lips pressed against lips, for a few moments before separating.

"I have seen pictures of a different kind of kiss, where you open your mouth and stick your tongue in the other persons mouth."

He was skeptical of this, but we decided to try it. It was probably the most awkward kiss you could ever imagine. We opened our mouths wide, then pushed our tongues into each others mouths. We licked each others tongues, the inside of each others mouths.

"Your mouth tastes strange."

I was starting to get very tingly, feeling all out of sorts, like I did when I went for my naked strolls. I pulled him back to my face, put my tongue back in his mouth.

"You taste different now. It makes me feel odd."

As I would discover later, when passion kicks in and lust arises, you can actually taste it on the other persons breath. He was tasting my lust and desire.

I moved my head away from him and looked at him.

"So, did you like kissing a girl?"

"I am not sure. It makes me feel odd. Both good and sort of strange at the same time."

"I feel funny too."

We talked about the kiss, and tried it a couple more times, mouths both open and closed.

"I sometimes feel the same way when I do something else."

"Like what?"

So, I told him about my naked walks, how I tingled, how it made me feel quivery, made me excited and scared at the same time. How I would get tingles between my legs. He surprised me with a new question.

"So, what does a girl look like? I have never seen a girl with no clothes. Not a real girl."

I giggled, then asked if he wanted to see me. At first he seemed to hesitate, but finally agreed that he would like to see that.

"Not fair. You have to take yours off too."

So, we decided to show each other what was under our clothes. Being young, there were no sexy shows, no casual slip of the shoulder, turning of the back while the shirt came off. We simply undressed (Yes, I know, poo, no sexy shows to imagine. Just imagine yourself getting ready for a shower after a hard days work).

We stood there, naked in front of each other, looking over each other. While I had some experience, he had none. I helped guide him. I noticed right away his penis was completely stiff. He looked like he was ready to pop. I brought his hand to my breasts, and let him feel them. His hands ran over them completely, cupping them, squeezing them, playing with the nipples a little.

"One time, me and a boy were together, looking at his sisters magazine. It showed a boy putting his thing inside the girl."

"How?"

I sat down on the side of the trail, my ass in the weeds, and spread my legs.

"See, you put yours in here." I demonstrated by poking my finger into my pussy.

We decided to try it out. We wiggled around, trying to figure out how to get his penis inside my pussy. He moved this way and that way, and eventually we got it right. His penis slipped into my pussy, with some slight pain. He moved back and forth, trying to thrust immediately, but it hurt me, making him slow down. Eventually, we were able to get it all the way in, and I let him go at his pace. Blood seeped out slightly, but I was used to this, since I had started my period a year or more earlier. Little did I realize, the slight pain, and the blood this time meant more than normal, that my hymen was broken. I was indeed no longer a virgin, and neither was he.

It only took him a minute or so before he came, directly in my pussy. He stood back up, and we got dressed, then headed back to the gathering.