I discovered sex when I was very young. And yes, I was scared and I was all alone. But still, I discovered that I could have orgasms. It really all happened because my cousin who was my same age was developing and she was pretty as hell and now she had curves and stuff and I was dreaming about her one night and there it was, my first wet dream.

From then on, I would get in bed and I would take off my shorts and I would go for it on the bed sheets. One day I discovered that my mother had put these towels under the sheets. Man, was I embarrassed. No one talked to you back then about wet dreams and masturbation.

Oh, it was sometime later, we were a couple of years older by then, and my cousin had really opened up, if she bent over just right I could see her breasts and her nipples. Her behind was round and she shaved her legs. But we still rough housed, and that afternoon rough housing got to the point where I pinned her down and used her to masturbate by humping on her and I came in my pants. I had this big wet spot on my pants, so my cousin told me to take out my shirttail and cover it up. She let me dry hump her and it usually ended up with me getting my pants wet.

I would ask her if she liked it, and she would say no, but I liked it so she let herself be humped. Now that is a cousin for you. I didn't know it then, but I know it now. A cousin who lets you dry hump her to get off, and takes it and just lets you get your arms around her and hold her tight like that. One day she told me not to hold her the way I was, it hurt. I put my arms around her a bit lower, around her breasts and her breasts were against my arms and she said that was OK.

Of course this led to me feeling her breasts. She let me. She would ask me why I liked that, but she let me. She let me cup those breasts with my hands, get behind her and hump up against her ass until I had cum in my pants.

One day, we were now in the eleventh grade, she asked me if any girl had offered to give me a blow job. You know, humping your cousin is one thing, but hearing her say blow job is another. And asking me if I had gotten a blow job. She said that some of the girls in class had told her that it was a thing to give blow jobs on dates, it was safer that having sex. She learned how to give blow jobs on me. She loved giving blow jobs and I loved getting blow jobs. And one day I fucked her. Fucked her right there in her parent's living room. Not naked mind you, just the bottom half, I fucked her and feeling how good it was to get my dick in her pussy was an experience you can easily forget. Any way, I haven't forgotten. I apologized and she told me not to do it again.

But between dry humping her rear, or fucking her pussy? I had to fuck her pussy. It was bad because she said I had spoiled her. She was spoiled all right, she was so spoiled that she got dick pretty much whenever she wanted. For me, and I knew guys who talked, but had never had sex, for me I was having real boy girl sex. And she was having real boy girl sex.

One day this senior kid asked me for her phone number. He said he thought she was pretty and wanted to talk to her. That day, that day I was jealous. My blood boiled, I gave him a wrong phone number. I told her about it and I told her that was one thing I wasn't going to put up with. Her being asked out by some guy. She told me to get lost, or something close to that, but she never dated. She turned everyone down, even for homecoming. She was left alone at homecoming so she had to be escorted by her cousin. Now that is pretty bad socially, having to go with your cousin. But I was one of probably not too many guys in the eleventh grade that year that got some real hot pussy that night and got a blow job as well.

Her name is Martha, she is an 'artist', she paints and does sculptures and stuff and remained unmarried. She convince me to get married, I married a girl who was a freshman when we were seniors. My cousin didn't want some older experienced girl getting involved with me. Not that I married her when we were in high school, we got married after I was out of college and she was a junior in college. It is just that she was selected when she was a freshman in high school.

I am really married to my cousin. And she is really married to me. That is where the real marriage is. My wife, she is a really nice girl. Well she is like my play date. Sure she has all the privileges of being married, but the person that I feel I am married to is my cousin. That is who I have all the adult conversations with. My wife says, talk it over with your cousin. I mean, she knows that I am close with my cousin and I don't make plans or decisions unless I talk it over with my cousin first.

Anyway, it all started so long ago because I was in love up to my teeth with my cousin and I dreamt of her and had my first wet dream about her. She says she never had a wet dream, or the equivalent to it. It was that afternoon when I fucked her instead of getting the blow job she was offering me. That is when she says the noose closed around her neck. Either way, before I even met my wife, my cousin and I were no longer single. We have never been single, not since we were kids and she was pushing out all over.