His shorts were pushed up high.

The person I love isn't my husband, but another man—my cousin!

In the summer, we grow watermelons at home, so someone needs to watch over the watermelon patch. My father is in charge of guarding the patch,
and the daytime watch naturally falls to my cousin.

At noon, I would bring him lunch.

June weather is unpredictable; it was sunny, but just as I was carrying lunch towards the watermelon patch, a torrential downpour suddenly began. Large raindrops soaked through my thin summer clothes in no time, clinging tightly to my body. I could only rush towards the watermelon patch with my food in my arms.

In the watermelon patch, there was a simple hut made of reeds, and my cousin was there.

When I reached the hut, I saw him wearing only shorts, his upper body bare and covered in rainwater. I didn't know where he had been, but he had clearly just returned to the hut.

Although my cousin was only sixteen at the time, his muscles weren't fully developed, but he was still well-built, especially his proportionate figure. Looking at him, I felt my face flush.

Hearing a sound behind me, he turned around, smiled brightly, and said only, "It's raining so hard, and you still came?"

Then he seemed a little stunned. I followed his gaze and saw him staring intently at my chest. Although I was already wearing a bra then, it was still a minority in our village, and I wasn't wearing one, just a tank top and a pink shirt over it. After being soaked by the rain, my nipples were faintly visible. I don't know why, but my nipples were very hard, and they looked particularly obvious through my clothes. "

What are you looking at? Let's eat first." I think I said something like that, but it's all too hazy; I don't remember the details very clearly.

I set the food on a simple table, and when I turned around, I saw my cousin staring at my buttocks. I hadn't noticed before, but when I bent over, my pert bottom was right in front of him.

My looks are average, my figure is decent, and while my breasts aren't large, they're quite shapely. But what I'm most proud of is my buttocks—round, perky, and full of elasticity. My

soaked pants, because of bending over, dug deeply into my buttocks, clearly outlining them.

I could feel my cousin's somewhat burning gaze, and I could see he was trying hard to control himself. When I straightened up, his face showed a slight embarrassment, and he turned his head away.

When he turned towards the doorway of the thatched hut, I saw his shorts bulging high. At sixteen, I already knew these things, and of course I knew what that meant. Just by looking at how much his shorts were bulging, I had a feeling that my cousin's penis must be quite large.

Seeing my cousin take two deep breaths from behind, I couldn't help but chuckle. I quietly walked to his side and said, "Let's eat first."

Ah! My cousin heard me speak and suddenly turned around, but coincidentally, his large penis, which was swollen, landed right in my hand.

We both shuddered involuntarily, and he even stuck his buttocks back, trying to avoid my hand.

I don't know why I was so impulsive at that moment; my feelings for my cousin erupted in that instant, almost subconsciously, and I grabbed his penis in my hand.

My cousin let out a soft groan, and a heavy breath hit my face. This scent, while not exactly the one I longed for, was one I often thought about and even dreamed about.

At this moment, I slowly moved closer, and my cousin initially flinched a couple of times. I said proactively, "It's just the two of us here; no one else will know."

Hearing this, my cousin looked outside; sure there was no one there, he stopped flinching.

I slipped my hand inside his shorts and truly touched a man's penis—the kind I'd only ever seen in books. It was so hot it was burning my hand; my hand could barely grasp my cousin's penis.

At the time, I didn't know any techniques, just randomly kneading it with my hand. But my cousin seemed very excited. Then his hand moved, gently pressing against my breasts, gradually increasing the pressure. It felt like being struck by electricity; the pleasurable sensation spread from my breasts throughout my body, especially a surge of heat that went directly to my lower abdomen. Between my legs, a hot, itchy sensation, like ants crawling, emanated from my vagina.

"Hmm—" I remember that moan clearly. That sound drew my cousin's lips to mine, and he suddenly pulled me into his arms, kissing my lips.

At that moment, all reason was overwhelmed by the tide of lust. My hand, still inside my cousin's shorts, gripped his penis tightly, as if holding a precious treasure. For the first time, I felt the happiness of being a woman.

Outside, the rain was pouring down, and inside the thatched hut, a frenzied act was unfolding. I gently pulled my cousin's shorts down below his buttocks. Because I'm not tall, it was easy for me to take off his shorts.

One hand kept squeezing and kneading his penis, while the other hand caressed his buttocks. After his shorts were off, I wanted to see what the penis I had longed for for so many days looked like, but my cousin was holding me too tightly, so I couldn't see it immediately. I could only sense the size of his penis—very large and thick. It wasn't until later that I learned my cousin's penis was seventeen centimeters long.

My shirt was still buttoned up, and my cousin pulled it off over my head along with my undershirt. The rain outside seemed a little chilly, but that chill was easily overcome by the desire burning within me. My cousin was already sucking on my breast; no skill was needed, just the heat of his mouth made my blood rush to my head. I felt a buzzing in my head, and my whole body went limp. At the same time, I could feel my vagina was already soaked—not rainwater, but love juice, vaginal fluid! My

cheap belt was roughly unbuckled by my cousin, and he pulled down my pants and underwear, revealing my virginity from the most direct angle.

Without much tenderness, we hugged each other and fell onto the straw mat in the thatched hut.

Does losing one's virginity hurt? I don't know, because I didn't feel much pain at the time. My cousin's thick penis easily slid into my well-lubricated vagina, making a "pop" sound.

As he thrust in and out, my cousin's penis pressed deeply against my cervix...

Although it was my first time, the sensations my cousin gave me were unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. I don't know if I had an orgasm, but towards the end, the muscles in my vagina convulsed violently, and I felt an urge to urinate.

However, in the end, it wasn't me who urinated, but my cousin; a thick stream of semen shot deep into my vagina...

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