Jim and Maggie Mary Martin owned an insurance troupe in a typical lowly Town mighty smack in the heartland of the United States of A. He was the actual agent and his wife helped him out with all of the details. They were a team and moderately successful in the 20 plus years that they ran it. In a small townspeople, everyone knows the banker, the insurance agent and the funeral undertaker in that rescript because Sooner or later, you'll need the table service each one of those professions.

The Martin's lived out on James Leonard Farmer Road in a new subsection with their household Wes and Peggy, both in high school. They belonged to the Country golf-club and played golf on the weekend and Bridge on Friday Nox, every Friday night. Wes was a baseball player on the first team squad and Peggy was a mid distance runner on the lead team. Both were very good at their chosen endeavors and for a junior and sophomore, excelled to a legendary status, with Wes, the elderberry bush of the two, being placed on the all-state team while Peggy took indorsement in the 800 meter at the state meet. It was quite an accomplishment for them both and their parents were so majestic of them that they almost burst their buttons at the Club.

After their business, bridge circuit took up a big bit of time and have a go at it in the martin's life and so when they went to encounter, Wes and Peggy were on their own. It almost turned into a ritual every Friday night that Wes and Peggy would club a pizza and go down into the game room and play each other in several plot of 9 Ball. They each got very good with a consortium stick and soon the contest got pretty heated. Although they were fiercely private-enterprise, especially with each other, they were the best of Quaker in their daily lives, being only a twelvemonth apart in ages, and truly royal to one another despite all else. So on this one Friday eventide when the nine balls were racked up and they were cook to break, the private-enterprise spirit came out in them both and, well, here's what happened.

Peggy was a tiny little pip-squeak, being only 5'tall and weighing a bare 95 pounds. She was cute as a glitch butt and had a saucy personality that exuded assurance. She had a hone 4.0 GPA through 10th grade and had developed into a material looker with all of the boy at school. She had a well proportioned build that was growing into a beautiful young lady but now if her action mechanism would only maturate up to match her physical structure then she would be a fine catch for any boy that she chose.

Wes was a handsome 17 year old junior, soon to be elderly, but he was much more chiseled as far as physical attributes go, being almost 6'and topping the shell at nearly 170 pounds. He was the heartthrob of every class of young woman from 9th to 12th score and many dreamt of losing their virginity to this fine specimen of a male but only one ever succeeded. So on this Fri night they gathered around the pool table to square off for yet another competition of Nine formal and the relish was already starting the heat up between them.

"Get your ball behind the line,"Wes said as he noticed that Peggy was trying to chicane on the lag."God, Sis, I can't trust you an in can I ?"

"Oh shit Bro, one inch isn't going to give a hill's bit of difference is it ?"she countered."One, two three,"she counted off the fortuity as they each pushed their lag shot down the mesa to reverberate off of the far railing and coast back toward the almost track. Wes had judged it nearly perfectly but as it traveled just a hair too much and bounced off the endorse rail, Peggy had managed to block off hers a small short of its aim and therefore won the possibility happy chance and with ball club ball, you want to have the pause at every turn.

"Get ready to lose again Bro because I feel it coming on tonight,"Peggy said as she let the cue fly at the rack and it met it with a"crack"as the lump flew apart. The Four and Two Balls found the box sack as Peggy grabbed the chalk and stalked her next shot on the One globe. Wes had noticed that she was wearing a loosely suit blouse with big sleeve gap that was almost falling off of her shoulders as she circled the board and as she bent over to aim her next shot, it fell down her front exposing her stallion breast and tummy and even the top of her cutoff that she was wearing. He was looking intently at the fleshy constituent of her breast as her bra fell away just as she looked up into his eyes.

"God, you pervert,"she yelled pushing the front of her blouse back up to cover her bureau."Isn't carol giving you any so you have to check out your only sister ? Shit Wes, kick in a young lady some privacy why don't you."

"well, if you're going to cleave them out like that then I'm going to bet,"he said in his own defense.

"Oh God,"she said letting her blouse fall open again as she let go of her shot. Standing up and putting her helping hand on the presence of her blouse once again, she muttered to herself,"Pervert,"as the One Ball found the slope scoop. She moved over to line up the Three ball and as she started to stoop down again, she told Wes to run away from the diametrical side of the board so he couldn't look down her clear blouse again. He refused her postulation with a wry grinning on his expression so she bent over and slammed the Three Lucille Ball hard into the recess pocket.

"Get a nice vista ?"she asked, circling the board to approximate her next shot.

"Oh about as effective as Timmy gets every Saturday dark,"he told her.

She aimed at the five Ball as she spat out,"Yeah, doesn't he wish. He is an octopus went it comes to making out, all deal and blazonry but goose egg else. Shit,"she said with saucer,"Your turn."She turned the tabular array over to her pal and went to the other side of meat to watch as he took a stroke at the Five.

"How are you and Christmas carol doing anyway ? Is she giving you any yet,"she asked in a issue of fact tone.
"You know that she tells all of the missy that she's still a Virgo and she's going to remain that way until she gets splice. What do you possess to say about that ?"

He sunk the quint glob and moved his attention to the Six as he said,"You know that I never kiss and tell Sis, so don't even go there."

He sunk the Six and as he lined up for the Seven, she muttered something under her breathing time just as he stroked the cue ball and he missed his shot as the Seven Ball almost went in but hit the cushion to the face and stayed out of the pocket. She smiled as she circled the table to chalk up her cue once again.

They talked about sex all of the meter just as they would discuss the atmospheric condition between each other. They loved to tease the other and it got variety of carried away sometime but on this particular Friday evening, just as Peggy was bending over her shaft on the Seven Ball, Wes gave her a proposal.

"Hey, let's make our slight game a bit more competitory. Let's playing period for, ah, Lashkar-e-Taiba say, a bit of clothing per game,"he said with a teasing grin on his face.

She looked up at his smiling font and asked,"You mean, comic strip Nine ballock ?"and sunk the Seven with simpleness and as the cue ball met the ball club and knocked it in for the win, she said,"Okay, that's my game. charter off your tee shirt, Pervert."

Looking at her with disgusted in his eyes, he said to her,"Hey, I'm at a disadvantage already. You've got four things on and I only have three so we need to start over."

"No way Jose. If you want to play for clothes then I'll take that shirt,"she told him with a sense of rebelliousness in her voice.

He thought for a second and then pulled it over his question.

"You're going to be so sorry that you ever suggested this Bro and I'm going to screw seeing you prance around in your nothings with your thingy hanging out. That's going to be fun. Can I call for a picture of it ?"she asked with a big grin on her face.

Wes knew that he had to settle down and really jump playing if he was going to win this fiddling challenger of
his so as she aimed in on the battalion with her break, he got to the other side of the tabular array and gave her an hyperbolise stare at her unresolved blouse but she slammed the cue ball into the ingroup and the ennead clump made it way slowly over to the corner and barely rolled in.

She shrieked with laughter as she shouted out with mirthfulness,"I'll take those short pants of your big Bro and in a second I'll withdraw your shorts too."

Wes slipped his shorts off of his rosehip and wondered if it had been such a in force mind to suggest this game."My God,"he thought,"If she breaks like that again, I'm dead."

She sighted in her shot once again and slammed the cue ball into the rack and all nine nut started to careen all around the table with the niner clump heading towards the same recess. But this time, it didn't have quite decent momentum and stopped just short of the air hole. No former nut went down as she grinned widely and told him,"bullshit Bro, you got real lucky on that one. You almost had to get naked just for me."

But as he surveyed the tabular array, he noticed that he had a combination shot with the One musket ball into the Nine and if he pulled it off then the tables would be turned in his party favour for awhile. Peggy suddenly saw it too and started to give him some crap about taking a puppy but before she could take a shit her tip, the nine Ball hit the bottom of the pocket and she had to contract off her blouse.

She had a nice pectus and her bra that she was wearing was not made for viewing by the public. It was a half bra with the breasts just barely resting in its cups. It was designed to show off a cleavage and it did just that and very well. Peggy almost blushed with embarrassment as she tossed her blouse over to the work bench next to the rampart. She tucked herself in a fiddling as she slowly walked back to the table not saying a word. The starch had been let out of her cruise, at least for the consequence anyway, and Wes was starting to enjoy it immensely.

As he lined up his happy chance, Peggy tried real hard to distract him by making all of the disturbance that she could but when he struck the Cue Ball against the rack and the Nina from Carolina glob began to move towards the quoin pocket, her nitty-gritty started to sink and a frown came across her sassing when it made its way to the bottom and he got a big smiling on his face.

"film it off,"he said and watched as her bridge player went to the sash of her cutoff jeans and slowly slid them over her petite piddling hip. Her panties started to curl down with her tight crosscut so she had to pull up them back into place before she pulled the outer garment totally off and they landed on the floor. As she stepped out of them, her scanty were soaked against her genitalia and Wes detected just a steer of her pubic hair as it dimpled the crotch of her underwear. Her complexion turned to a dark red as she slowly stood back up and she detected that his boxers were starting to stick out a trivial in front.

She had lost all of her enthusiasm for the biz now that she was losing but she still had the advantage, one win to two, until one of them was naked. She racked the musket ball in the single-foot but let it slide just a little making it a unaffixed rack and as he struck the balls with the Cue testis and the inner circle moved very little, he knew that she had cheated him once again.

She started making her pellet one at a prison term up to the Five formal and when it suddenly refused to go down, she said,"SHIT !"and slammed her cue stick down on the table.

"Hey, remove it easy,"Wes said in a chastising step."This is supposed to be fun."

"Just shoot hoot it !"she shot back and stomped to the other side of the table.

He thought about calling off the bet as he aimed at the Five Ball but decided that she needed to hear a lesson so took dead aim on the quintet Ball and rocketed it in to the corner scoop. He then ran the tabular array on her and the spirit on her face was one of disbelieving as he signaled with his hand to disgorge the bra. She slowly turned around and, with both hands behind her back, unfastened the snap and slowly released it off of her berm. Clutching her titty arena with her arms, she turned around to face him.

"Hell Sis, I'd almost miss a shot to see what you'd do to take a leak the future one,"he joked at her clutching her breasts.

"It's not funny,"she said with a smirk."Just shoot !"

He broke the pack up but didn't get anything to recover a air hole so he relinquished the table to Peggy and her veneration of exposing her breasts soon left her as she grabbed the cue and circled the table, chalking the tip as she went. Finally settling on her strategy, she took aim by leaning over her pond cue and letting her two lovely breasts hang down and titter just a niggling. Wes had his position on the former side of the board and watched as they began to persuade as she lined up her shot. As the aim of the Cue bollock met its target and the One ballock hit the rear of the pocket and fell into it, she rose up from her placement over the ball and moved on to the next without a thought in the world about her innocent vacillation breasts entertaining her brother.

She was shooting them all, totally focused on her post on the mesa. She seemed like she didn't have a care about being nude person from the waistline up but was concentrating on hitting her St. Mark on the balls. Then the unthinkable happened ; she aimed at the Six Ball in a finely cut shot but missed it entirely and the Cue caromed off the rails, striking the nine ball squarely, sending it down the length of the tabular array towards the box pouch. She suddenly ran for it and stopped it with her handwriting.

"I didn't mean to do that,"she said immediately."It didn't go in… I mean it wouldn't have gone in would it ? Oh Wes, let me film it again."

The look of devastation was written all over her expression as she was trying to justify cheating to her blood brother. But no topic how a good deal she pleaded with him, he wasn't about to let her get away with it. She had lost and he had won but the rip starting to build in her eyes told him that there must be another way.

"Okay,"he finally relented."Here's what we will do, double or nothing. If you win then I'll direct off my pugilist and you can keep on your panty. If you lose, then you take off your step-in and you have to do whatever I say for the rest of the night."

"The eternal rest of the night ?"she argued."That's too much if I lose. How about five minutes ?"she asked.

"No way,"I countered."I've won already but I'm just having some fellow feeling for you. No Peggy, it's got to be for the residue of the evening."

"An time of day ?"she said in a imploring voice."Please ?"

Glancing at his watch and seeing that it was 8:30, he said,"Two hours. That's my concluding offer."

"You're going to suffer anyway so wring them up and I'll involve my shot,"she said in defiance.

"You're forgetting that it's my stab and wee indisputable that you rack them tight this fourth dimension,"Wes told her.

She started moving the balls within the rack and finally, squeezing them tightly together, she asked,"testament that one do ?"

"Just endure back,"as he drew his cue back and let it fly, the Nine Ball found the fundament of the turning point pocket and the sluttish went out in Peggy's cheeks. She hung her head and looked down at the floor for a second but then looked up with a dreadful grinning on her side and put her hands on the waistband of her underwear.

"Whoa,"said Wes."You've got to do what say for the next two hour,"and glancing at his watch again, he said,"and that's exactly until 10:34 so I'll tell you went to take off your panties."

She looked befuddle and relieved at the Same metre but when he asked her to get up on the pocket billiards mesa and to walk over and stand right in front of him, she turned a hopeful refinement of red and started to complain.

"Wes,"she asked in a questioning tone."What are you doing to me ? You won so don't make me do anything embarrassing. God, letting you see me defenseless is embarrassing enough."

"Just come over and resist right here,"he indicated where to come.

She sighed a big sigh of outrage and shuffled over to the spot that he had indicated. When she stopped and looked down at his aegir oculus, he was staring right at her crotch and at the dimpled texture of her pubis area knowing that her pubic hair lay right under the fabric. He wanted to do this right so he extended his hands up to touch her inner thigh as lightly as he possibly could and her optic grew wide as a little moan came out of her mouth.

She endured his pleasurable contact to the spiritualist place on her peg as her eyes slowly closed and she took in a deep breath. The sensual caressing touch of his finger crown running up her thighs caused her to quiver in anticipation of touching her precious private area and the closer they came to their fair game the more she responded to his spot. When they finally made tangency with the stuff of her pantie'genitals and barely touched between those legs, she let out her breathing place and the groan that had been waiting to come out of her mouth.

Running his finger up the area of her slit, still barely touching her step-in, he caressed her indentation as he softly applied his pressure to the top. She wiggled her hips as the finger touched her clitoral expanse and she cried out for him to end but, as it did no good for her to object she slowly accepted the stimulation without any encourage vocalization of blood line.

Peggy stood with her legs spread apart allowing her brother absolve access to her crotch but when he told her to squat down and to spread her knees out as panoptic as possible, she opened her eyes in stocked revulsion and refused to follow with his request.

"Are you disturbed ?"she blurted out."Now I'm drawing the line at that. I'm not going to squat down and let you recreate with my genitals like that. No, it would be too embarrassing."

"Peggy,"Wes reasoned with her,"you lost and I won so if you want to welch on the arrangement then go ahead, but remember that if you had won I would be in your predicament and you would be telling me the same matter that I'm telling you. Now do as I say or scream it off and be a welcher."

She though for a s and then slowly started to scrunch down in her place as her eyes closed once again. Wes got this little grin on his face as he watched her depress herself down into the directed position and when she got all the way down and her knee joint were wide apart, he licked his lips at the sight of his sister's across-the-board clear crotch.

He put his digit right on the genitals of her panty and caused her to yelp a slight bit as she struggled to hold back her balance. He ran his finger the whole duration of her slit but stopped right over the ingress to her vagina and pressed the fabric into her opening just a little. Again she moved her hips as she let out an even louder moan of inflammation.

"Oh God Wes, why are you doing this to me ? Why are you touching me like this ? Don't you know that it's wrong ? Oh God, you're my brother for God's saki,"she told him.

"Because you lost and I won and I want to, that's why. I know that I can and that you love it so what's the problem ? Don't think about it but just relax and revel the Hades out of it,"he said through his growing passion. She didn't say another word but continued to appropriate him to touch her in her most private situation as she squatted there on the pool table right in movement of him.

His finger was pressing into her vagina causing her succus to encompass the genitals of her pantie making a wet fleck that covered the entire domain. She was breathing through her outdoors mouth and clenching her center tightly as he continued to massage her between her legs. Finally he instructed her to transfer her spot and sit down with her leg hanging over the table's edge and as she complied with his wishing he worked his way in between her bed covering out legs and with both hands, placed them on each of her hamstrings and raised each leg up and over her head. She lay back down on the pool mesa with her rear end sticking straight up in the air.

She shuttered at the thinking of how she ended up in this awkward side with her seat exposed like it was but as his hand came down on the genital organ of her panties and started to rub into her wet kitty-cat, she felt the thrill of doing something so naughty and so unthinkable that she started anticipate the following position that he would put her in.

He ran his hand over and over her wet pussy as he applied the pressure into his effort. She strained to make a motion her peg down from the attitude that he had placed them in but he had them blocked with the weight of his body. He moved his free script up to her breast and taking one into his grip, he squeezed it harshly as she cried out for him to stop. But as he kept up his manual assault on her poor little torso, she realized that she actually did not require him to stop his action but actually was enjoying it Thomas More than she was letting on.

As he massaged her firm little breast with his potent helping hand, he hooked her panty with his index finger of the other one, right where the two leg holes met the crotch and pulling it away from her two mouth. He pressed his knuckle down in its place and, running it up her slit, he placed it into her duct as she squealed her delight at the sensation.

She was trying to bring her stage down onto the edge of the table but, try as she might, he would not let her move from her precarious position. Then, as he made another run of his knuckle up to the top of he slit and dry land it into her clitoris, she managed to overwhelm him with the power of her legs and threw them back down to where she felt a little more comfortable.

Dislodging his finger from her genital organ, he took both of his hired man up to her panty and began to hit them off of her pelvic girdle. She brought up her heels and placed them on the table again and, raising her hips up in the air to aid Wes in their remotion, she was allowing herself to become completely naked and horny as hell.

He looked down at her bare pussycat lips and drooled at his fate and over his possibleness. He studied her brim and the moisture that was coming from between them as he noticed that they were swollen and slightly separated. This sight caused his respiration to renovate just a little and he fought the itch to lick it clean of the juices.

Her swollen lips were sparsely covered with her kinky pubic hair that extended up to her os pubis area. But the softness of them, made it almost insufferable not to want to touch them with his spit. So try as he might, his desires won out and as he lowered his face down to her crotch, she cried out in protestation,"OH GOD WES, NOT THAT OH PLEASE NO !"

Her cries came too late as he placed his tongue directly between her two mouth and brought it up to the top. She screamed for him to stop but as she felt the wonderful sensory faculty of having her clit licked and sucked, she arched her back and tried to give herself up to his oral ravishment. He was digging his spit between her sass and running it up and down her prick licking her clean and jerk. She was moving her hips around in an effort to escape his hungry lip or chase his tongue where ever it went and only she knew what the dispute was.

"Oh God, Wes, Oh my god ! What are you doing ? What are we doing ? Oh please hold back. Oh God please,"she cried out with her eye closed, her back arched off of the tabular array as she pulled his headspring down into her capable crotch."OH MY GOD !"she cried out with real weeping forming in her centre."OH YES, OH YES, OH YES !"

Just then, she turned her physical structure to the left and then to the right, trying to reposition his mouth from her craving puss. She had to get away but she could not stimulate his from his oral grip. She sat up and pulled on his hairsbreadth as she shrieked out with insistence,"OH MY GOD WES, I CAN'T takings IT ANY MORE ! PLEASE stopover ! !

Hearing her cry, he let her move away from his tidal bore mouth but as she was writhing around on her perch at the edge of the pool table, he grabbed her by the munition and pulled her to her base. Trembling with her emotions on edge, he placed both hired man on her shoulders and shoved her down on her knees and ordered her,"proceeds my shorts off of me."

She did what she was told a few seconds after her mind registered the order, and as they hit the floor, Wes'cock sprung out like a bullet from a gun and stared her right in the eye. She looked at it but didn't take the jot. Finally he said,"Put your lingua on it and lick it all over."

"No, not that. I don't want to. I've never done that to anybody before,"she cried out.

"Then this will be the first time,"he told her with lecherousness in his mind.

"No Wes, please,"she pleaded as she felt his hand on the spine of her straits pulling it into his cock.

She turned her nerve to the position but he gave her another order."Peggy, I won and you lost so do as I say. punch my prick ! NOW !"

She stuck her lingua out at his tool and she felt the smoothness of his header as it began to twinge from the whizz. Wes'mind had longsighted ago left him in this lustful province and he wouldn't settle for any descent or distraction. He was going to ingest his cocked sucked by his sister and there wasn't any other answer as he pulled her sass into it.

She closed her optic and opened her mouth and felt it go in between her lips. She started to gag as it went too far and Wes came to his senses all of a sudden. He pulled her back to her fundament as he looked her in the eye with this half-crazed sentience of guilt and longing all rolled into one.

"God I'm sorry Sis. I don't know what came over me. I can't force play you to do anything that you don't want to do. But God I want you. Please let me take you, please ?"he begged his beautiful younger sister.

She looked into his eyes and then grabbed his hand and led him over to the couch in the corner. She down and swung her body around so her human foot were lying on the sofa as she looked up into his watering eyes. Grabbing him by the hired man, she said to him softly,"Wes, all you have to do is ask. I'm willing to do anything with you if you only will ask me. But you have to ask me, not assure me or push me. Ask me nicely Wes and we can do it."

Wes looked down at his younger sister with all of the love in his eye and asked,"Peggy, I want to crap roll in the hay with you. I know that it is ill-timed because you are my sister but I've wanted to do it with you for the longest time and now that I have the chance, will you make lie with with me ?"

She didn't say a password but pulled him down between her furcate legs and slowly closed her eyes. He kissed her tender rim as he told her,"Peggy, I'm so good-for-naught for being so forceful. I really do get laid you and I want to make it as thoroughly for you as I know it will for me. I want you dear babe, I want you now."

She placed her handwriting down around his raging hard on and guided him towards her opening and just as it split her lips and stopped right at the bound, he took over and, pressing his hip into her, started it into her pissed little hole. She was so tight to begin with in his steady forward motion in, but the foster it went in, the more that her vaginal paries restricted its ingress and the more she winzed in pain.

"Rest a second Sis,"he told her."When you're ready we can go ahead."

"It feels so beneficial up there but it's so big. It feels like you're splitting me in two,"she told him, only half way joking but trying to smile. After a indorsement or two she said,"okey, let's try again,"and pressed her hips into his.

It started going in, inch by sore inch until it finally came to a halt and she let out all of her air."Oh my God it fills me up."He forced it to hitch just a lilliputian and she squealed at the sensation."Oh God Wes, what do you conceive you are doing ?"

"Trying to get you turned on,"he said looking down into her smiling eyes.

She squeezed her muscles in her womb and said,"Two can playact at that game."

Wes slowly started to back out it from her vagina but stopped and reversed its cause as she opened her mouthpiece and inhaled a big bunch of air into her lungs. He repeated this procedure but this time with more power and speeding. She squealed her enthusiasm into his ear as he continued to rapidly put it in and out of her cunt. With every rapid entranceway and exit from her vagina, their passion grew until they both were ramming their pelvic arch into one another with the fury that was building within each of them.

Over and over they slammed themselves into their partner and with each motion they grew closer to their hug drug until it could build up no more and it reached its meridian. They each began to see the sensation that one sees when they are about to surpass out from red ink of O but neither of them would let out the air that they had trapped in their lungs. But when they started to discharge in their gigantic explosion of emotions and tenseness, she arched her back and he tightened up his muscularity and they both rammed their rose hip together in a volcanic explosion of emotions.

She could palpate his juice come slamming out the end of his cock and into the profoundness of her womb. Jet after jet barb out into her hungry hole and it was drug out with his jackhammer action at law as it gathered outside of her opening on the sofa below them. Sliding in and out of her quivering little soundbox, his cock began to personnel casualty it stiffness and limped out of her sloughy porta. They each lay there panting, trying to once again regain their sanity. Slowly, they drifted off into a state of afterglow and they rested their wear and drop bodies.

They awoke just as they had gone to sleep embracing their new found sexual desires for each other. Peggy sighed loudly in a sign of contented banker's acceptance of what they just done and Wes just had a grinning on his face that would stop a train. They each were happy with their decisiveness to consummate their desire for each early and they knew that they had some mortal searching ahead of them but as they lay there on the lounge their sole thought process were those of love and enjoyment.

"What are we going to do now,"Peggy asked.

"I don't know. Do you want to encounter some more syndicate ?"Wes suggested.

"What do we play for now that we have gone all the way ?"she asked.

"I can think of loads of new risky venture and blank space where we could go other than where we went tonight. Have you ever heard of back door sex ?"he suggested with a wry grin on his face.

She looked stupor and she punched him in his shoulder but after a moment to cogitate about it, she asked him,"Do you desire me to rack them up ?"

He just smiled and looked at his watch and said,"Sure, I think we can get in a quick game tonight. ”