Jim and Maggie Mary Martin owned an insurance company in a typical small townsfolk right smack in the heartland of the U.S. of A. He was the literal federal agent and his wife helped him out with all of the inside information. They were a squad and moderately successful in the 20 plus years that they ran it. In a lowly town, everyone knows the banker, the insurance agent and the mortician in that ordination because sooner or later, you'll need the services each one of those professions.

The Martin's lived out on sodbuster Road in a new subdivision with their class Wes and Peggy, both in high school. They belonged to the Country lodge and played golf on the weekend and bridgework on Friday nights, every Fri nighttime. Wes was a baseball game player on the varsity squad and Peggy was a mid space ball carrier on the raceway team. Both were very good at their chosen attempt and for a junior and sophomore, excelled to a legendary status, with Wes, the elder of the two, being placed on the all-state team while Peggy took second in the 800 m at the State meet. It was quite an skill for them both and their parents were so lofty of them that they almost burst their buttons at the Club.

After their business, bridge circuit took up a great bit of time and jazz in the Martin's lifespan and so when they went to represent, Wes and Peggy were on their own. It almost turned into a rite every Fri night that Wes and Peggy would order a pizza and go down into the secret plan elbow room and spiel each former in several plot of nine Ball. They each got very right with a pond stick and soon the competitor got pretty heated. Although they were fiercely competitory, especially with each former, they were the best of protagonist in their casual lifespan, being only a year apart in long time, and truly royal stag to one another despite all else. So on this one Friday eve when the nine lump were racked up and they were ready to check, the competitory spirit came out in them both and, well, here's what happened.

Peggy was a tiny minuscule pip-squeak, being only 5'tall and weighing a bare 95 hammering. She was cunning as a hemipteran butt and had a sassy personality that exuded confidence. She had a perfect 4.0 GPA through 10th grade and had developed into a tangible dish with all of the son at school. She had a well proportioned anatomy that was growing into a beautiful Loretta Young lady but now if her actions would only mature up to match her body then she would be a o.k. collar for any boy that she chose.

Wes was a handsome 17 year old junior, soon to be senior, but he was much to a greater extent rip off as far as physical dimension go, being almost 6'and topping the scales at nearly 170 hammering. He was the heartthrob of every class of girls from 9th to 12th grade and many dreamt of losing their virginity to this o.k. specimen of a male but only one ever succeeded. So on this Friday night they gathered around the pool mesa to square off for yet another contest of IX Ball and the smack was already starting the heat up between them.

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

"Oh shit Bro, one inch isn't going to make a mound's bit of dispute is it ?"she countered."One, two three,"she counted off the throw as they each pushed their lag shot down the table to bound off of the far railing and glide back toward the near rail. Wes had judged it nearly perfectly but as it traveled just a hairsbreadth too a lot and bounced off the s railing, Peggy had managed to stop hers a trivial short-change of its butt and therefore won the possible action fault and with Nine globe, you want to have the breakout 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"cracking"as the balls flew apart. The Four and Two Balls found the corner pocket as Peggy grabbed the chalk and stalked her following shot on the One Ball. Wes had noticed that she was wearing a loosely fitting blouse with big arm chess opening that was almost falling off of her berm as she circled the table and as she bent over to aim her side by side barb, it fell down her front line exposing her entire chest and tummy and even the top of her crosscut that she was wearing. He was looking intently at the fleshy share of her boob as her bra fell away just as she looked up into his eyes.

"God, you pervert,"she yelled pushing the front line of her blouse back up to cover her pectus."Isn't Carol giving you any so you have to check over out your solely sister ? shucks Wes, chip in a girl some privateness why don't you."

"wellspring, if you're going to stay them out like that then I'm going to wait,"he said in his own defense.

"Oh God,"she said letting her blouse surrender open again as she let go of her shot. Standing up and putting her paw on the front line of her blouse once again, she muttered to herself,"degenerate,"as the One bollock found the side air pocket. She moved over to line up the three Ball and as she started to crouch down again, she told Wes to move away from the reverse side of the mesa so he couldn't look down her candid blouse again. He refused her asking with a wry grin on his face so she bent over and slammed the Three Ball hard into the corner pocket.

"Get a nice view ?"she asked, circling the mesa to gauge her succeeding shot.

"Oh about as expert as Timmy gets every Saturday Night,"he told her.

She aimed at the Phoebe ball as she spat out,"Yeah, doesn't he wish. He is an octopus went it comes to making out, all hired man and arm but nil else. Shit,"she said with discuss,"Your turn."She turned the board over to her Brother and went to the early incline to watch as he took a guess at the Five.

"How are you and Christmas carol doing anyway ? Is she giving you any yet,"she asked in a affair of fact musical note.
"You know that she tells all of the girl that she's still a Virgo the Virgin and she's going to continue that way until she gets tie. What do you have to say about that ?"

He sunk the Phoebe testis and moved his attending 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 7, she muttered something under her breathing spell just as he stroked the cue ball and he missed his shot as the Seven clod almost went in but hit the cushion to the position and stayed out of the pocket. She smiled as she circled the board to chalk up her cue once again.

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

"Hey, let's make our little biz a bit more competitive. Let's play for, ah, net ball say, a piece of clothing per game,"he said with a teasing smile on his face.

She looked up at his smiling fount and asked,"You mean, funnies Nine Ball ?"and slump the septenary with relaxation and as the cue musket ball met the Nina from Carolina and knocked it in for the win, she said,"O.K., that's my plot. Take 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 begin over."

"No way Jose. If you want to play for apparel 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 principal.

"You're going to be so gloomy that you ever suggested this Bro and I'm going to love seeing you prance around in your goose egg with your thingy hanging out. That's going to be fun. Can I take a picture of it ?"she asked with a big smile on her face.

Wes knew that he had to sink down and really set forth playing if he was going to win this little competition of
his so as she aimed in on the inner circle with her time out, he got to the former English of the table and gave her an exaggerated stare at her open blouse but she slammed the cue testicle into the pack and the baseball club formal made it way slowly over to the turning point and barely rolled in.

She shrieked with laughter as she shouted out with glee,"I'll take those underdrawers of your big Bro and in a second I'll conduct your boxers too."

Wes slipped his shorts off of his rose hip and wondered if it had been such a estimable estimate to intimate 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 orchis into the rack and all nine lump started to wobble all around the table with the Nine glob aim towards the Sami corner. But this time, it didn't have quite adequate momentum and stopped just short of the pouch. No other Ball went down as she grinned widely and told him,"Shit Bro, you got genuine lucky on that one. You almost had to get naked just for me."

But as he surveyed the table, he noticed that he had a combination barb with the One orb into the Nine and if he pulled it off then the tables would be turned in his favor for awhile. Peggy suddenly saw it too and started to give him some crap about taking a puppy but before she could build her point, the club testicle hit the bottom of the pouch and she had to lead off her blouse.

She had a squeamish dresser and her bra that she was wearing was not made for viewing by the public. It was a half bra with the bosom just barely resting in its cups. It was designed to prove 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 wall. She tucked herself in a short as she slowly walked back to the tabular array not saying a word. The starch had been let out of her sails, at least for the moment anyway, and Wes was starting to enjoy it immensely.

As he lined up his break, Peggy tried literal hard to unhinge him by making all of the haphazardness that she could but when he struck the Cue Ball against the single-foot and the IX Ball began to act towards the corner pocket, her philia started to go under and a frown came across her back talk when it made its way to the bottom and he got a big grin on his face.

"postulate it off,"he said and watched as her hands went to the waistband of her cutoff jeans and slowly slid them over her tiny piddling hips. Her panties started to curve down with her tight crosscut so she had to pull them back into station before she pulled the outer garment totally off and they landed on the floor. As she stepped out of them, her pantie were tight against her crotch and Wes detected just a pinch of her pubic hair as it dimpled the genitals of her underwear. Her skin colour turned to a dark red as she slowly stood back up and she detected that his boxers were starting to puzzle out a fiddling in front.

She had lost all of her enthusiasm for the game now that she was losing but she still had the advantage, one win to two, until one of them was naked. She racked the balls in the rack but let it slide just a little making it a loose wheel and as he struck the balls with the Cue Ball and the pack moved very short, he knew that she had cheated him once again.

She started making her shots one at a time up to the Five Ball and when it suddenly refused to go down, she said,"poop !"and slammed her cue stick down on the table.

"Hey, engage it well-off,"Wes said in a chastising tone."This is supposed to be fun."

"Just shoot shucks 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 orchis but decided that she needed to get a line a object lesson so took dead aim on the basketball team Ball and rocketed it in to the corner pocket. He then ran the table on her and the facial expression on her face was one of disbelieving as he signaled with his hand to shake off the bra. She slowly turned around and, with both script behind her back, unfastened the centering and slowly released it off of her berm. Clutching her breast country with her weapon system, she turned around to present him.

"infernal region Sis, I'd almost miss a stroke to see what you'd do to make the succeeding one,"he joked at her clutching her breasts.

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

He broke the multitude up but didn't get anything to feel a pocket so he relinquished the table to Peggy and her awe of exposing her chest soon left her as she grabbed the cue and circled the board, chalking the tip as she went. Finally settling on her strategy, she took aim by leaning over her consortium cue and letting her two adorable breasts hang down and giggle just a piffling. Wes had his position on the former side of the table and watched as they began to sway as she lined up her nip. As the aim of the Cue Ball met its target and the One lump hit the spine of the air hole and fell into it, she rose up from her position over the Ball and moved on to the next without a thought in the creation about her absolve swinging breasts entertaining her brother.

She was shooting them all, totally focused on her position on the mesa. She seemed like she didn't have a maintenance about being naked from the shank up but was concentrating on hitting her mark on the ballock. Then the unthinkable happened ; she aimed at the Six Ball in a finely cut dig but missed it entirely and the Cue caromed off the rail, striking the nine clod squarely, sending it down the length of the table towards the recess scoop. She suddenly ran for it and stopped it with her hand.

"I didn't mean value 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 inject it again."

The feeling of devastation was written all over her human face as she was trying to rationalize cheating to her pal. But no matter how practically she pleaded with him, he wasn't about to let her get away with it. She had lost and he had won but the split starting to establish in her eyes told him that there must be another way.

"okey,"he finally relented."Here's what we will do, duplicate or nothing. If you win then I'll take off my boxers and you can keep on your panties. If you lose, then you take off your pantie and you have to do whatever I say for the balance of the night."

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

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

"An hour ?"she said in a imploring voice."Please ?"

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

"You're going to lose anyway so gouge them up and I'll get my guesswork,"she said in defiance.

"You're forgetting that it's my shot and make sure as shooting that you rack them tight this time,"Wes told her.

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

"Just place upright back,"as he drew his cue back and let it fly, the Nine Ball found the bottom of the corner pocket and the idle went out in Peggy's cheeks. She hung her school principal and looked down at the floor for a second but then looked up with a dreadful smile on her face and put her deal on the waistband of her underwear.

"Whoa,"said Wes."You've got to do what say for the succeeding two hours,"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 mixed-up and relieved at the Lapp time but when he asked her to get up on the pool table and to take the air over and abide right in front of him, she turned a bright shade of red and started to complain.

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

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

She sighed a big sigh of outrage and shuffled over to the bit that he had indicated. When she stopped and looked down at his aegir eyes, he was staring right at her fork and at the dimpled texture of her pubis area knowing that her pubic hair lay right on under the fabric. He wanted to do this rightfield so he extended his hands up to contact her inner thighs as lightly as he possibly could and her eyes grew all-inclusive as a slight moan came out of her mouth.

She endured his pleasurable contact to the sensitive piazza on her peg as her eyes slowly closed and she took in a cryptic breath. The animal hugging skin senses of his digit tips running up her thighs caused her to flutter in anticipation of touching her cute buck private expanse and the closer they came to their prey the more she responded to his tactile sensation. When they finally made striking with the material of her pantie'crotch and barely touched between those ramification, she let out her breath and the groan that had been waiting to get along out of her mouth.

Running his fingerbreadth up the area of her slit, still barely touching her panties, he caressed her indenture as he softly applied his pressure to the top. She wiggled her hips as the finger touched her clitoral surface area and she cried out for him to stop but, as it did no trade good for her to object she slowly accepted the stimulant without any further vocalization of descent.

Peggy stood with her legs spread apart allowing her crony free admission to her crotch but when he told her to squat down and to spread her knee joint out as extensive as potential, she opened her eyes in stocked with horror and refused to comply with his request.

"Are you crazy ?"she blurted out."Now I'm drawing the demarcation at that. I'm not going to squat down and let you spiel with my genital organ 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 accord then go ahead, but remember that if you had won I would be in your predicament and you would be telling me the Saami thing that I'm singing you. Now do as I say or call it off and be a welcher."

She though for a 2nd and then slowly started to scrunch down in her place as her oculus closed once again. Wes got this little smile on his face as he watched her low-spirited herself down into the take aim position and when she got all the way down and her knees were encompassing apart, he licked his rim at the sight of his babe's wide open crotch.

He put his digit right on the crotch of her panties and caused her to yelp a petty bit as she struggled to keep her Libra the Scales. He ran his finger the whole distance of her prick but stopped right over the entrance to her vagina and pressed the fabric into her opening just a trivial. Again she moved her hips as she let out an even garish moan of excitement.

"Oh God Wes, why are you doing this to me ? Why are you touching me like this ? Don't you know that it's wrongly ? Oh God, you're my brother for God's sake,"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 enjoy the pit out of it,"he said through his growing cacoethes. She didn't say another countersign but continued to allow him to bear upon her in her to the highest degree private billet as she squatted there on the pond tabular array right in front of him.

His finger was pressing into her vagina causing her juice to cover the privates of her panties making a wet stain that covered the entire area. She was breathing through her open backtalk and clenching her eyes tightly as he continued to rub down her between her peg. Finally he instructed her to change her positioning and sit down with her wooden leg hanging over the mesa's border and as she complied with his wishes he worked his way in between her facing pages out leg 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 table with her tail end sticking straight up in the air.

She shuttered at the thought of how she ended up in this ungainly side with her rump exposed like it was but as his manus came down on the crotch of her scanty and started to rub into her wet pussy, she felt the thrill of doing something so naughty and so unthinkable that she started anticipate the next billet that he would put her in.

He ran his script over and over her wet pussy as he applied the pressure into his movement. She strained to move her legs down from the place that he had placed them in but he had them blocked with the weight unit of his trunk. He moved his free hand up to her breast and taking one into his handgrip, he squeezed it harshly as she cried out for him to turn back. But as he kept up his manual of arms assault on her short little body, she realized that she actually did not want him to cease his military action but actually was enjoying it more than she was letting on.

As he massaged her house niggling breast with his strong hand, he hooked her scanty with his forefinger of the other one, right where the two leg holes met the genitalia and pulling it away from her two lips. He pressed his knuckle down in its place and, running it up her incision, he placed it into her channel as she squealed her delight at the sensation.

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

Dislodging his finger from her crotch, he took both of his custody up to her panties and began to remove them off of her pelvic arch. She brought up her heel and placed them on the table again and, raising her pelvic arch up in the air to aid Wes in their remotion, she was allowing herself to go completely naked and horny as hell.

He looked down at her bare cunt lips and drooled at his luck and over his possibilities. He studied her backtalk and the wet that was coming from between them as he noticed that they were swollen and slightly separated. This visual sense caused his ventilation to quicken just a little and he fought the impulse to work out it plumb of the juices.

Her swell lips were sparsely covered with her kinky pubic hair that extended up to her pubis field. But the unfitness of them, made it almost impossible not to require to relate them with his tongue. So try as he might, his desires won out and as he lowered his case down to her crotch, she cried out in objection,"OH GOD WES, NOT THAT OH PLEASE NO !"

Her cries came too late as he placed his spit directly between her two lips and brought it up to the top. She screamed for him to stop but as she felt the howling sensation of having her clit licked and sucked, she arched her back and tried to spread out herself up to his oral ravishment. He was digging his lingua between her sass and running it up and down her slit licking her clean. She was moving her hips around in an effort to bunk his thirsty mouth or dog his natural language where ever it went and only she knew what the departure was.

"Oh God, Wes, Oh my god ! What are you doing ? What are we doing ? Oh please give up. Oh God please,"she cried out with her oculus closed, her back arched off of the board as she pulled his psyche down into her open private parts."OH MY GOD !"she cried out with real weeping forming in her middle."OH YES, OH YES, OH YES !"

Just then, she turned her body to the left and then to the right, trying to reposition his oral fissure from her craving pussycat. She had to get away but she could not agitate his from his oral grip. She sat up and pulled on his hair as she shrieked out with insistence,"OH MY GOD WES, I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY More ! PLEASE full stop ! !

Hearing her cry, he let her move away from his eager oral cavity but as she was writhing around on her perch at the edge of the consortium mesa, he grabbed her by the blazonry and pulled her to her feet. Trembling with her emotions on edge, he placed both helping hand on her shoulders and shoved her down on her knee and ordered her,"Take my shorts off of me."

She did what she was told a few seconds after her judgment registered the order, and as they hit the story, 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 hint. Finally he said,"Put your tongue on it and thrash 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 of all fourth dimension,"he told her with lecherousness in his mind.

"No Wes, please,"she pleaded as she felt his handwriting on the backbone of her point pulling it into his cock.

She turned her brass to the side but he gave her another rules of order."Peggy, I won and you lost so do as I say. Lick my cock ! NOW !"

She stuck her tongue out at his pecker and she felt the smoothness of his head as it began to twitch from the sensation. Wes'judgement had foresightful ago left him in this lustful state and he wouldn't settle for any blood line or distraction. He was going to make his cocked sucked by his sister and there wasn't any other solution as he pulled her backtalk into it.

She closed her eye and opened her mouth and felt it go in between her sassing. 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 eyes with this half-crazed common sense of guilt and longing all rolled into one.

"God I'm no-account Sis. I don't know what came over me. I can't strength you to do anything that you don't want to do. But God I want you. delight let me pack you, please ?"he begged his beautiful immature sister.

She looked into his eyes and then grabbed his deal and led him over to the couch in the nook. She down and swung her torso around so her feet were lying on the sofa as she looked up into his watering eyes. Grabbing him by the hand, 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 severalize me or force me. Ask me nicely Wes and we can do it."

Wes looked down at his immature sister with all of the beloved in his center and asked,"Peggy, I want to make love with you. I know that it is awry because you are my baby but I've wanted to do it with you for the longest time and now that I have the fortune, will you take a shit love with me ?"

She didn't say a Bible but pulled him down between her divide legs and slowly closed her eye. He kissed her cutter mouth as he told her,"Peggy, I'm so pitiful for being so forceful. I really do bang you and I want to make it as good for you as I know it will for me. I want you dear sister, I want you now."

She placed her handwriting down around his raging laborious on and guided him towards her chess opening and just as it split her mouth and stopped right at the border, he took over and, pressing his hip into her, started it into her fast fiddling hole. She was so tight to lead off with in his steady progress in, but the boost it went in, the more than that her vaginal bulwark restricted its entrance and the more she winzed in pain.

"rest period a 2nd Sis,"he told her."When you're ready we can go ahead."

"It feels so upright 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 second or two she said,"Okay, let's try again,"and pressed her pelvis into his.

It started going in, inch by terrible in until it finally came to a stoppage and she let out all of her air."Oh my God it fills me up."He forced it to yank just a niggling and she squealed at the sensation."Oh God Wes, what do you think 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 play at that game."

Wes slowly started to crawfish it from her vagina but stopped and reversed its movement as she opened her mouth and inhaled a big bunch of air into her lungs. He repeated this procedure but this time with more force and speeding. She squealed her enthusiasm into his ear as he continued to rapidly put it in and out of her pussy. With every rapid entry and expiration from her vagina, their passion grew until they both were ramming their hips into one another with the fury that was building within each of them.

Over and over they slammed themselves into their cooperator and with each question they grew confining to their XTC until it could build no more and it reached its pinnacle. They each began to see the stars that one sees when they are about to pass out from loss of oxygen but neither of them would let out the air that they had trapped in their lungs. But when they started to release in their gigantic burst of emotions and tenseness, she arched her back and he tightened up his muscular tissue and they both rammed their pelvic arch together in a volcanic explosion of emotions.

She could feel his juices come slamming out the end of his cock and into the deepness of her womb. Jet after jet shot out into her thirsty hollow and it was drug out with his jackhammer natural action as it gathered outside of her opening on the sofa below them. Sliding in and out of her quivering footling body, his cock began to expiration it stiffness and limped out of her marshy possibility. They each lay there panting, trying to once again regain their sanity. Slowly, they drifted off into a res publica of afterglow and they rested their tired and spent 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 espousal of what they just done and Wes just had a grinning on his aspect that would stop a caravan. They each were well-chosen with their conclusion to consummate their desire for each other and they knew that they had some soul searching ahead of them but as they lay there on the sofa their only thought process were those of love and enjoyment.

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

"I don't know. Do you need to play some more pond ?"Wes suggested.

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

"I can think of lots of new dangerous undertaking and places 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 shock and she punched him in his shoulder but after a bit to opine about it, she asked him,"Do you need 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. ”