Like all young ladies, a time is reached in life when adolescence is left behind, and a new sexual awareness arrives—a time filled with new excitement to be explored and experienced. Changes to my young teenage body, my emotions, and my urges were all new to me, and every day seemed to bring an incredible discovery and thrill as I changed into a young woman.

As I entered puberty, my five male cousins in my age bracket suddenly started paying me a lot more attention. I loved the attention I was receiving and did my share to return theirs. Between the ages of 15 and 16, I had many innocent make-out sessions with Gary, Ralph, Larry, and John. I wanted to experiment as much as they did, and I probably was as much an instigator as they were. Most of the time, it was just teasing and playing grab ass that led to more passionate caressing, kissing, and exploring. Sometimes it would lead to making out and deep kissing while we dried, and screwed with our clothes on.

I’ll never forget the first time with Ralph. While we were kissing and rubbing against one another, he gave out a loud groan. Shortly thereafter, he excused himself to go to the bathroom. It was sometime later that I realized the reason for the rapid departure.

Unbeknownst to me at the time, I think all my cousins were talking to one another and comparing notes on how far they had gone. That was only fair because I was telling my girlfriend about what we were doing, too. However, I was having fun and not trying to achieve any special goals, especially the major one all my cousins had in mind.

My story begins with summer in full swing. I had just turned seventeen and had once again been invited over to my Aunt’s farm for a couple of weeks in the summer. My Aunt, who had no daughters, would pay me to help out with the summer farming chores, and in return, she would give me money to buy new school clothes. I was excited to return to school as a senior the following year. Anyway, I loved the farm because it was so different from my home life in town. The work was hard, but the playtime was fun, too. We swam, had picnics, and did many other fun things. I enjoyed helping my Aunt and her two sons with the chores around the farm, and to me, it was fun and not work.

My two male cousins were about the same age as me. Gary was almost eighteen, and Ralph was sixteen. As I said, being the only female cousin in their age range made me the center of their attention and curiosity. I loved the feeling of power I had over them and the attention they gave me as we all tried to explore our curiosity and the changes in our hormones.

With all of us still just kids at heart, we did all the things that kids do. My two cousins were always trying to coax me to go up in the hayloft with them. There, we would joke and tease one another. Often, they would say, “We will show you ours if you will show us yours.” When that didn’t work, they would always try to undo my bra straps, which often led to a little wrestling match; a hand would squeeze my breast while another would slide up to my crotch. Not to be out-maneuvered, I fought back playfully and limited their access somewhat. However, I did get excited when I noticed the bulges I created in their pants.

We played this game last year, and it was no surprise to me that it continued again this summer. Although this year Gary had bought a car and started dating one of the local girls and wasn’t chasing me as hard as in the prior years, but we still had fun teasing one another. However, Ralph was another matter. I seemed to be on his mind all the time.

Now, let me tell you about the day that changed my life forever. Summer was rapidly coming to a close, and I would soon be leaving the farm to go home. However, it was a beautiful July day, with birds singing, and there was not a cloud in the bright blue sky. Gary was out feeding the cattle, my Aunt was out making some egg deliveries, Ralph was mowing the grass, and I had just gotten done snapping the fresh green beans for our supper later that night. The smell of fresh-cut grass filled the air as I decided to take Ralph a cold glass of lemonade and have a little fun teasing him. First, I went by my room and slipped on my cutoff blue jeans and a Navy blue halter top. My top was about as revealing as a two-piece bathing suit top, but showed a little more cleavage than the average top for my age group. I wouldn’t have worn it if my Aunt had been home. I just wanted to see Ralph’s reaction when I teased him. Additionally, I wore white tennis shoes, and my hair was short and blond for the summer.

When Ralph saw me approaching, he turned off the mower and stared at my cleavage. I said, “Hey Ralph, I thought you might like a cool drink.” He replied, “Thank you,” as I handed him the lemonade. We decided to walk into the barn to escape the heat of the sun. Ralph mentioned that he was going to climb into the hayloft to rest and cool down, and he asked if I wanted to join him to keep him company. I answered, “Sure,” and followed him up the ladder. I love the sweet scent of fresh-cut hay.

I noticed that he struggled to keep his eyes off my cleavage, which excited me even more. We chatted and joked as he finished his drink, and then one thing led to another. He began teasing me again about wanting to see my tits. When I firmly told him no, it led to yet another wrestling session, with Ralph trying to undo my halter top in the back. It didn’t take long for him to untie it, and I was left holding it in place with just my hands.