Ron was almost a year older and we lived in the country; he lived in a small cluster of houses, I lived on a medium sized stock farm. Since we both li...ed horseback riding, camping and other outdoor things, we became very good friends. We also attended the same school.This went on through the 1950’s and early 60’s; back then there was no stigma against and, it seemed normal, for 2 ‘boys’ to share a bed during a sleep-over when you were visiting a friend’s house. It’s just the way things were.. I had been to the edge several times but managed to hold off. But I knew I couldn’t last much longer under her oral onslaught. I knew that the first time I reached orgasm with her I wanted to inside that sweet pussy of hers. I managed to push her off on me on to her back. ‘Damn girl. You didn’t tell me you are an oral artist too.’ She just laughed at me. ‘I try to give as good as I receive.’ ‘Well you sure did that baby. Now it’s my turn.’ I said as I licked her firm tits as I worked my way. Finally Stacy broke the silence. “I need to ask a favor from you.” I said “Sure what ya need?” She back peddled a bit, “Well, it’s kind of an odd request.” “Come on. What do you need? “I asked pressing her. Stacy paused a minute and then looked me in the eyes and said. “I need you to fuck me.” Well there it was. After all these years, it had come full circle. “Look I know I shouldn’t ask this of you and I know you are my cousin. My hot cousin that I watched on stage and got my panties soaked. "I told her everything my Mama had told me, which, of course, was the sum total of my knowledge of the subject. Somehow she was able to laugh at my unsophisticated dissertation without seeming insulting or derisive. Her laughter was infectious and soon we were giggling like schoolgirls, so to speak.She embarked upon a lecture that lasted far in to the night, taking a risk of a good hard flogging if we were caught together in her bed, especially completely naked. She expanded upon everything.