Jim and Maggie Martin owned an insurance policy company in a typical little town justly smack in the heartland of the USA of A. He was the actual agent and his wife helped him out with all of the detail. They were a squad and moderately successful in the 20 plus years that they ran it. In a small-scale town, everyone knows the banker, the insurance agent and the mortician in that gild because Sooner or later, you'll need the overhaul each one of those professions.

The Martin's lived out on Farmers route in a new subsection with their family Wes and Peggy, both in senior high schooling. They belonged to the res publica order and played golf game on the weekend and bridge on Friday nights, every Fri night. Wes was a baseball histrion on the varsity team and Peggy was a mid distance blue runner on the trail team. Both were very good at their chosen endeavors and for a Jnr 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 meter at the state meet. It was quite an skill for them both and their parents were so proud of them that they almost burst their button at the Club.

After their commercial enterprise, Bridge took up a great bit of time and love in the St. Martin's life-time and so when they went to recreate, Wes and Peggy were on their own. It almost turned into a ritual every Friday Nox that Wes and Peggy would order a pizza and go down into the biz room and play each early in several games of Nine Ball. They each got very good with a pond stick and soon the competitor got pretty heated. Although they were fiercely competitive, especially with each other, they were the undecomposed of Friend in their daily lives, being only a year apart in geezerhood, and truly royal to one another despite all else. So on this one Friday even when the nine ballock were racked up and they were ready to develop, the competitive spirit came out in them both and, well, here's what happened.

Peggy was a tiny little spirt, being only 5'tall and weighing a bare 95 Ezra Pound. She was cute as a microbe buns and had a overbold personality that exuded confidence. She had a perfect 4.0 GPA through 10th grade and had developed into a real looker with all of the boys at schooltime. She had a well proportioned flesh that was growing into a beautiful young lady but now if her natural action would only maturate up to fit her body then she would be a fine snap for any boy that she chose.

Wes was a giving 17 class old Jr, soon to be senior, but he was much to a greater extent chiseled as far as forcible attributes go, being almost 6'and topping the scales at nearly 170 Irish punt. He was the heartthrob of every class of girls from 9th to 12th grade and many dreamt of losing their virginity to this finely specimen of a male but only one ever succeeded. So on this Friday night they gathered around the pool table to square off for yet another challenger of Nine Ball and the skag was already starting the heating system up between them.

"Get your ball behind the blood line,"Wes said as he noticed that Peggy was trying to rip off on the lag."God, Sis, I can't combine you an inch can I ?"

"Oh shit Bro, one inch isn't going to name a hill's bit of deviation is it ?"she countered."One, two three,"she counted off the apoplexy as they each pushed their lag shot down the table to rebound off of the far rail and seacoast back toward the draw near rail. Wes had judged it nearly perfectly but as it traveled just a hair too much and bounced off the second rail, Peggy had managed to arrest hers a little short of its target and therefore won the opening geological fault and with Nine Ball, you want to induce the prisonbreak at every bout.

"Get ready to recede 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 balls flew apart. The Four and Two Balls found the corner pocket as Peggy grabbed the chalk and stalked her next shot on the One ball. Wes had noticed that she was wearing a loosely meet blouse with big sleeve openings that was almost falling off of her berm as she circled the board and as she bent over to aim her next shot, it fell down her front exposing her entire chest and tummy and even the top of her cutoffs that she was wearing. He was looking intently at the sarcoid persona of her boobs 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 chest of drawers."Isn't Christmas carol giving you any so you have to check out your only baby ? Shit Wes, give a girl some privacy why don't you."

"Well, if you're going to stick by them out like that then I'm going to look,"he said in his own defense.

"Oh God,"she said letting her blouse declination open again as she let go of her shot. Standing up and putting her helping hand on the front of her blouse once again, she muttered to herself,"Pervert,"as the One testicle found the side of meat pocket. She moved over to line up the Three Ball and as she started to bend down again, she told Wes to move away from the opposite side of the table so he couldn't look down her undefendable blouse again. He refused her request with a wry grinning on his nerve so she bent over and slammed the tierce Ball hard into the box pocket.

"Get a prissy sentiment ?"she asked, circling the table to pronounce her future shot.

"Oh about as good as Timmy gets every Saturday night,"he told her.

She aimed at the cinque Ball as she spat out,"Yeah, doesn't he wish. He is an octopus went it comes to making out, all helping hand and sleeve but nothing else. shit,"she said with discuss,"Your turn."She turned the board over to her chum and went to the other side to watch as he took a shot at the Five.

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

He sunk the five-spot clump 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 7, she muttered something under her breath just as he stroked the cue orb and he missed his scene as the Seven egg almost went in but hit the cushion to the side and stayed out of the pouch. She smiled as she circled the table to chalk up her cue once again.

They talked about sex all of the metre just as they would discuss the weather between each other. They loved to tease the early and it got form of carried away sometime but on this finical Friday evening, just as Peggy was bending over her nip on the heptad chunk, Wes gave her a proposal.

"Hey, let's construct our little game a bit more private-enterprise. Let's play for, ah, lets say, a piece of clothing per game,"he said with a teasing grinning on his face.

She looked up at his smiling cheek and asked,"You mean, Strip 9 chunk ?"and drop down the Seven with simpleness and as the cue ball met the Nine and knocked it in for the win, she said,"Okay, that's my biz. read off your tee shirt, Pervert."

Looking at her with disgusted in his optic, 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 protrude over."

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

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

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

Wes knew that he had to settle down and really set about playing if he was going to win this niggling competition of
his so as she aimed in on the ingroup with her break, he got to the other face of the table and gave her an magnify stare at her afford blouse but she slammed the cue ball into the face pack and the Nine bollock made it way slowly over to the niche and barely rolled in.

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

Wes slipped his shorts off of his pelvic arch and wondered if it had been such a good musical theme to propose this game."My God,"he thought,"If she breaks like that again, I'm dead."

She sighted in her snapshot once again and slammed the cue ball into the rack and all nine testis started to lurch all around the table with the nine nut heading towards the same corner. But this time, it didn't have quite adequate momentum and stopped just short of the pocket. No other ball went down as she grinned widely and told him,"son of a bitch Bro, you got real number lucky on that one. You almost had to get raw just for me."

But as he surveyed the board, he noticed that he had a combination shot with the One formal into the nine and if he pulled it off then the mesa would be turned in his favor for awhile. Peggy suddenly saw it too and started to yield him some crap about taking a puppy but before she could prepare her point, the Nine clod hit the rear end of the sac and she had to film off her blouse.

She had a nice chest 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 cup. It was designed to establish off a cleavage and it did just that and very well. Peggy almost blushed with embarrassment as she tossed her blouse over to the Bench next to the wall. She tucked herself in a little as she slowly walked back to the table not saying a word. The starch had been let out of her sail, at least for the moment anyway, and Wes was starting to enjoy it immensely.

As he lined up his break, Peggy tried real number heavy to perturb him by making all of the noise that she could but when he struck the Cue musket ball against the wheel and the Nine orchis began to move towards the corner air pocket, her meat started to sink and a frown came across her back talk when it made its way to the bottom and he got a big smiling on his face.

"fill it off,"he said and watched as her hands went to the girdle of her cutoff jeans and slowly slid them over her lilliputian little hips. Her step-in started to curl down with her blind drunk cutoffs so she had to pull them back into place before she pulled the outer garment totally off and they landed on the level. As she stepped out of them, her panties were tight against her crotch and Wes detected just a pinch of her pubic hair as it dimpled the fork of her underwear. Her complexion turned to a dark red as she slowly stood back up and she detected that his packer were starting to pose out a lilliputian in front.

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

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

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

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

He thought about calling off the bet as he aimed at the Five musket ball but decided that she needed to learn a lesson so took dead aim on the Five glob and rocketed it in to the corner pocket. He then ran the table on her and the looking on her nerve was one of disbelieving as he signaled with his hand to shed the bra. She slowly turned around and, with both work force behind her back, unfastened the centering and slowly released it off of her shoulders. Clutching her chest orbit with her blazonry, she turned around to present him.

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

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

He broke the ring up but didn't get anything to find out a pocket so he relinquished the table to Peggy and her reverence 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 cover girl chest hang down and giggle just a footling. Wes had his stead on the former position of the table and watched as they began to rock as she lined up her shot. As the aim of the Cue Ball met its target and the One Ball hit the back of the pocket and fell into it, she rose up from her locating over the bollock and moved on to the next without a view in the world about her exempt vacillation breasts entertaining her brother.

She was shooting them all, totally focused on her position on the table. She seemed like she didn't have a care about being nude sculpture from the waistline up but was concentrating on hitting her crisscross on the balls. Then the unthinkable happened ; she aimed at the Six bollock in a finely cut crack but missed it entirely and the Cue caromed off the rails, striking the nine ball squarely, sending it down the distance of the table towards the box pocket. She suddenly ran for it and stopped it with her hand.

"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 fool away it again."

The look of devastation was written all over her look as she was trying to justify cheating to her comrade. But no matter how a lot she pleaded with him, he wasn't about to let her get away with it. She had lost and he had won but the tears 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 take off my underdrawers and you can celebrate on your step-in. If you lose, then you take off your pantie and you have to do what ever I say for the rest of the night."

"The 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 sympathy for you. No Peggy, it's got to be for the rest of the evening."

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

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

"You're going to fall behind anyway so rack them up and I'll train my guessing,"she said in defiance.

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

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

"Just stand back,"as he drew his cue back and let it fly, the niner orb found the bum of the corner pocket and the light went out in Peggy's brass. She hung her head and looked down at the floor for a 2d but then looked up with a dreadful smile on her expression and put her hands on the sash of her underwear.

"Whoa,"said Wes."You've got to do what say for the next 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 confused and relieved at the Saami time but when he asked her to get up on the puddle board and to walk over and stand up right in front of him, she turned a lustrous nuance 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 naked is embarrassing enough."

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

She sighed a big sigh of indignation and shuffled over to the touch that he had indicated. When she stopped and looked down at his bore eyes, he was staring right at her crotch and at the dimpled texture of her pubis area knowing that her pubic tomentum lay right below the fabric. He wanted to do this right hand so he raised his hands up to the waistband and slowly started to tug them down over her body.

"Oh my God Wes, are you going to take my panty off ?"she cried out as they cleared her abdomen and exposed the light curly pubic knoll to his eyes. She groaned out her embarrassment and closed her optic as they slowly made their way down her branch to tuck on the kitty prorogue's felt. He removed them off of her ankles and then looked up into her touchy little crotch.

The light Brown University finish of her curly pubic hair shaded the two intumescent lips of her Whitney Young pussycat as she cringed at the thought of showing it to her brother. But he was eager to see just what she had down there and determined to tinge her with his fingers.

"scatter your legs a little,"he told her as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other with embarrassment."A little wider, that's it. Wider, now squat down like your peeing or something,"he instructed her.

"Wes, we shouldn't be doing this. You're my comrade for God's interest and I'm your babe,"she objected.

"Peggy, I've been thinking about doing this with you for the tenacious prison term. You're so aphrodisiac that I'm about to cream my pants. God you're so beautiful,"he told her.

She paused and then opened her eyes. Looking down at him she asked,"You think I'm sexy ?"

"O God yes,"he exclaimed.

"Sexier than Carol ?"she asked in disbelief.

"Ten metre sexier, no a one hundred times sexier,"he confessed.

She closed her eyes again and slowly started to squat down with her genu spread widely apart and when she got down as far as she could, her pussy brim were sticking down like two pouty expressions of her new found luxuria. Wes's fingers reached out to touch her blurred niggling cunt and when they made contact with her hairy junction, a strange chill ran through her entire body.

"Oh my God Wes,"Peggy cried out at the input."We can't be doing this. It's wrong but it feels so good."

"Just sit back and relish it then,"Wes whispered into his sister's ear."Just enjoy it."

As he said these Scripture, his finger went in between her lips at the base of her slit and drug up her entire pink canal until it reached her clitoris where she jerked away from its striking the best that she could.

"GOD !"scream Peggy, throwing her head word back with agitation."OH MY GOD !"

Wes started to iron his two fingers along either position of her rim together trapping her sensitive little hooded node between them, massaging her clit through her back talk. It was electric to Peggy as she squealed and wiggled her hips madly in the air. She was lowering and raising her rosehip to meet her buddy's accident and she was soon losing her balance.

Noticing her wobble spinal column and Forth, Wes whispered to her,"You can drop down on your articulatio genus if you want."

Through her closed centre and clenched tooth she muttered back,"I love the spirit like I am. I'll try to hang up on here. You're going to bring me off if you're not measured and I want to feel it in this position."

Hearing his sister say those Word only increased his enthusiasm for the employment that he had to do so he increased his motion and loudness on her swollen clit. His endeavour did not go unnoticed and in a few mo she had fallen to her human knee and was panting erratically. He switched his hand stance and soon had his centre finger's breadth up her cunt just as far as it would go and his thumb was pressing against her clit. She was going wild.

Wes looked up when Peggy went down to her articulatio genus and he saw the most wonderful muckle right in front end of him. They were her two round boob staring back at him so he bent in and took one nipple into his mouthpiece. She groaned loudly as she pressed herself into his mouth. His hand was working over his youthful sister pussy while he was sucking on her tits and she was just about to mess up out her juices.

With a final rub on her love clit, she jerked her hips towards his hand and convulsed her way to a release that rivaled her first one as she remembered it. She felt the ignitor go off behind her close down eyes, she heard the sirens wail and felt the succus flow, all tale-tale augury of a groovy orgasmic experience but he wasn't quite through with her yet.

As Peggy was whining out her satisfaction of her orgasm, Wes kept his fingerbreadth buried in her cunt as he had piddling trouble lifting her up off of the tabular array and onto the story. Standing there with his hand still on her pussy, he once again lifted her up and walked over to the sofa and laid her down on it. Standing there above her, he said to her,"You can take off my boxers now."

Without missing a pulse, she reached over and took them by their legs and yanked them down around his thighs, allowing his rock-and-roll hard cock to take shape unfreeze of its restraint. It was sticking straight back at her so she dropped his underclothes and grabbed on to his stopcock. She stared rubbing it along the total slam and as he removed his boxers completely and stepped out of them, she started jacking him off with her attendant Thomas Young hands. He felt the passion of her custody as they glided up and down his foreskin causing him to rapidly find it down in his gut.

He took her hands off of his cock and lay down between her wide spread pegleg on the couch. She looked hesitantly at him as if to object and then said,"Oh Wes, I want to but do you cerebrate that we should ?"

"Peggy, you are still on the anovulant aren't you ? He asked.

"Yeah, but, ah, you're my brother and I don't know if we should do it or not. Playing around with each former is one thing but to actually do it is quite another,"she said to him. She was looking up at him with her bring down lip placed between her front tooth with a doubting look in her eyes.

He said to her,"Peggy, I know that incest is wrong because if you would turn meaning than the babe could be, well not right in its development, but since you are on the lozenge and your not supposed to get pregnant then I don't see what difference it makes who you do it with. I'm your sidekick yes, but I'm a guy and you do sleep together me don't you ?"

"Yes I love you Wes, but to do it with your brother is kind of weird or something. I think that I'll have to think about it for awhile,"she told him.

His bubble just got burst by her last comment so he scooted off of her and placed his manus down on her inner thighs. Feeling the sissiness of this part of her legs caused him to set about caressing her there and he slowly started to locomote his caress up her branch towards her crotch. Her heart closed as she relinquished her pussy to him. Soon he had his head down there and he was kissing her sass with his gentle, caressing mouth.

She had never experience anything close to having her pussy licked before, in fact, her experience was limited to one time with a fourth-year and that happened a year ago. He had taken her virginity and then dumped her like so a lot left field over meat but she never forgot her 1st time. And now she had another first time to save in her memory.

She felt his tongue as he separated her lips down there and then it worked its way up to her hooded node and made impinging with it, she threw out her tummy as she sucked in her rosehip and her hands flew down to grab her brother by his ears.

"OH GOD WES ! OH MY GOD ! OH prick IT FEELS SO GOOD !"she screamed ramming her pelvic girdle back into his oral violation."OH FUCK OH diddly-shit YES OH YES YOU soft touch, TAKE IT INTO YOUR MOUTH AND SUCK IT, suck IT HARD ! !"she demanded.

He did as he was told but he also reached up to her tits and squeezed one for all he was deserving. She felt the annoyance but didn't cry out and really relished the sensation. He placed his other hand down at her opening and rammed his middle finger's breadth up her vaginal opening and started finger fucking her with all of his might. She was going gaga with input and then she said the magic words.

"Oh Wes, put it in me, put it in me deep and fuck the crap out of me. Yes Wes, oh fuck me hard and rich. shtup me as hard as you can,"she yelled.

Withdrawing his manus and font from her crotch, he scooted up and placed his engorge peter right her porta and slowly lay down upon her and started to impale her pussy. The head had penetrated her backtalk and had started into her porta and as it continued down the long, nighttime canal, her walls separated just enough to reserve the trespasser to enter. Her wall clung to it all the way in and Peggy felt it elongate out wide until it reached the derriere, well into her womb. She exhaled and felt the voluminosity before he started to remove it from her cunt.

"Oh God Wes, we're doing it, we are really fucking and it feels so practiced. I can feel you way down in my pussy and I can experience it as you bring it out. Oh Wes, please put it back in me, delight oh please. nooky me with it Wes, fuck me toilsome,"she cried.

He had started pressing it in again but when she begged his to fuck her hard, he rammed it in her all the way as her breath rushed out of her lungs in a loud grunt that made him want to do it again. So, pulling it out of her tight footling cakehole and taking unspoilt aim, he impaled her in one gigantic thrust of his hips and she let out a loud cry of pleasure and pain at the same time.

She locked her bounder around his butt as she grabbed on to his back. She was riding his every thrust as if her life depended on it and soon she was nearing another orgasmic experience. She was throwing out her chest as she kept up the force per unit area against his driving hip joint and was sucking her lungs full of air. Then she had to unhook her hound from around his shank and dig them into the cushions of the sofa that they were laying on. She was arching her cover in Adam and then she cried out,"OH WES, I'M leaving TO CUM ! WES, OH WES I'M, I'M CUMMING I'M CUMMMINNNGGGG ! ! !"as she threw herself into a long, hard orgasm that shuck her very foundation.

Just as she released her eruption like a form five vent, sidekick Wes felt his urge reach his rooster as it was rapidly ramming into her cunt hole and then he felt his acquittance as he splashed his spermatozoan deep into her uterus and he let out with a grunt all of his own. He felt airheaded but he continued to slam his hips into her sloshing wet pussy as he saw the stars in his head behind his closed in centre. He felt his full lungs strain to emanate the air that had been trapped for so long a metre and when he managed to release it in the phone of the oink that he made, he followed it up with another and another in metre with his hips.

He slobbered all over her shoulder that he had buried his backtalk upon as he fought for his sanity. She was jerking her way into an exhaustive trance but any little stimulation would have her to awake with a shutter or a mild fit. But when they both got their wits back to a point where they could think once again, they each fell into a province of unconsciousness and slept as they ended up with Wes lying on top of Peggy's wide spreadhead leg.

They awoke just as they had gone to sleep embracing their new found intimate desires for each other. Peggy sighed loudly in a sign of contented acceptance of what they just did and Wes just had a grin on his face that would stop a train. They each were happy with their decision to consummate their desire for each former and they knew that they had some soul searching ahead of them but as they lay there on the sofa their only when intellection were those of love and enjoyment.

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

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

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

"I can conceive 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 smile on his face.

She looked shock and she punched him in his shoulder joint but after a moment to recall about it, she asked him,"Do you desire me to torment them up ?"

He just smiled and looked at his lookout and said,"Sure, I think we can get in a ready secret plan tonight. ”