Jim and Maggie Dino Paul Crocetti owned an insurance company in a typical small town right smack in the heartland of the U.S. of A. He was the factual agent and his wife helped him out with all of the details. They were a team and moderately successful in the 20 plus old age that they ran it. In a small town, everyone knows the banker, the insurance factor and the undertaker in that order because Sooner or later, you'll need the help each one of those professions.

The Martin's lived out on granger Road in a new subsection with their family Wes and Peggy, both in high school day. They belonged to the Country golf club and played golf game on the weekend and nosepiece on Friday dark, every Fri Night. Wes was a baseball role player on the varsity team and Peggy was a mid distance runner on the caterpillar tread team. Both were very estimable at their chosen endeavors and for a next-to-last 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 base in the 800 beat at the province meet. It was quite an accomplishment for them both and their parents were so proud of them that they almost burst their buttons at the Club.

After their business, Bridge took up a great bit of time and bang in the Dean Martin's lives and so when they went to playact, Wes and Peggy were on their own. It almost turned into a ritual every Friday night that Wes and Peggy would order a pizza pie and go down into the biz room and play each other in various game of Nine formal. They each got very practiced with a puddle stick and soon the competition got pretty heated. Although they were fiercely competitive, especially with each former, they were the best of friends in their day by day sprightliness, being only a year apart in ages, and truly purple to one another despite all else. So on this one Friday even when the nine globe were racked up and they were ready to split up, the competitive spirit came out in them both and, well, here's what happened.

Peggy was a tiny piffling squirt, being only 5'tall and weighing a bare 95 pounds. She was cunning as a bugs rear and had a sassy personality that exuded confidence. She had a perfect 4.0 GPA through 10th class and had developed into a genuine looker with all of the male child at schooltime. She had a well proportioned figure that was growing into a beautiful young Lady but now if her actions would only grow up to tally her body then she would be a o.k. catch for any boy that she chose.

Wes was a well-favored 17 twelvemonth old Jnr, soon to be senior, but he was much more chiseled as far as physical attributes go, being almost 6'and topping the scales at nearly 170 pounds. He was the heartthrob of every class of girls from 9th to 12th grade and many dreamt of losing their virginity to this fine specimen of a male person but only one ever succeeded. So on this Friday dark they gathered around the pool table to square off for yet another competitor of Nine Ball and the flavour was already starting the heating system up between them.

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

"Oh shit Bro, one inch isn't going to get to a mound'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 tabular array to bounce off of the far rails and coast back toward the 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 stop hers a slight scant of its target and therefore won the opening move jailbreak and with nine Ball, you want to have the disruption at every spell.

"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 balls flew apart. The Four and Two Balls found the recession pocket as Peggy grabbed the chalk and stalked her next shot on the One glob. Wes had noticed that she was wearing a loosely fitting blouse with big arm possible action that was almost falling off of her shoulder joint as she circled the table and as she bent over to aim her next pellet, it fell down her front exposing her entire thorax and pot and even the top of her cutoff that she was wearing. He was looking intently at the fleshy part of her boobs as her bra fell away just as she looked up into his eyes.

"God, you pervert,"she yelled pushing the presence of her blouse back up to spread over her chest."Isn't Carol giving you any so you have to retard out your only sister ? Shit Wes, have a female child some privacy why don't you."

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

"Oh God,"she said letting her blouse dip open again as she let go of her stab. Standing up and putting her hand on the front of her blouse once again, she muttered to herself,"pervert,"as the One Ball found the side pocket. She moved over to line up the Three Ball and as she started to stoop 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 grin on his face so she bent over and slammed the Three musket ball hard into the niche pocket.

"Get a nice horizon ?"she asked, circling the table to judge her next shot.

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

She aimed at the quintet Ball as she spat out,"Yeah, doesn't he wish. He is an octopus went it comes to making out, all hands and arms but nothing else. diddly-squat,"she said with saucer,"Your turn."She turned the board over to her brother and went to the other side to look on as he took a shot at the Five.

"How are you and carol doing anyway ? Is she giving you any yet,"she asked in a thing of fact tone.
"You know that she tells all of the girls that she's still a Virgo and she's going to stay that way until she gets marry. What do you have to say about that ?"

He sunk the quintet lump 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 breath just as he stroked the cue ball and he missed his shot as the Seven lump almost went in but hit the cushion to the side and stayed out of the air hole. She smiled as she circled the table to chalk up her cue once again.

They talked about sex all of the prison term just as they would discuss the atmospheric condition between each other. They loved to tease the other and it got sort of carried away sometime but on this particular Fri evening, just as Peggy was bending over her shot on the seven lump, Wes gave her a proposal.

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

She looked up at his smiling typeface and asked,"You mean, comic strip Nine Ball ?"and subside the septet with repose and as the cue ball met the niner and knocked it in for the win, she said,"Okay, that's my game. 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 affair on and I only have three so we need to start out 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 endorsement and then pulled it over his head.

"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 nothings with your thingy hanging out. That's going to be fun. Can I claim a picture of it ?"she asked with a big grin on her face.

Wes knew that he had to settle down and really go playing if he was going to win this little contender of
his so as she aimed in on the pack with her break, he got to the early face of the table and gave her an hyperbolize stare at her open blouse but she slammed the cue testicle into the pack and the Nine glob made it way slowly over to the quoin and barely rolled in.

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

Wes slipped his shorts off of his hips and wondered if it had been such a expert idea to suggest this plot."My God,"he thought,"If she breaks like that again, I'm dead."

She sighted in her slam once again and slammed the cue egg into the single-foot and all nine musket ball started to keel all around the table with the Nine testis header towards the same corner. But this prison term, it didn't have quite enough impulse and stopped just short of the pocket. No other chunk went down as she grinned widely and told him,"Shit Bro, you got real 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 slam with the One Ball into the 9 and if he pulled it off then the mesa would be turned in his favour for awhile. Peggy suddenly saw it too and started to give him some bullshit about taking a puppy but before she could pull in her tip, the ball club orchis hit the bottom of the sac and she had to take off her blouse.

She had a dainty chest and her bra that she was wearing was not made for viewing by the public. It was a half bra with the titty just barely resting in its loving cup. It was designed to show off a segmentation 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 Good Book. The amylum had been let out of her cruise, at least for the second anyway, and Wes was starting to enjoy it immensely.

As he lined up his break, Peggy tried real grueling to distract him by making all of the noise that she could but when he struck the Cue Ball against the wrack and the IX globe began to move towards the recession pocket, her pump started to pass and a frown came across her oral fissure when it made its way to the freighter and he got a big grin on his face.

"Take it off,"he said and watched as her hired man went to the waistband of her cutoff dungaree and slowly slid them over her tiny little hips. Her panties started to curl down with her soused shortcut so she had to pull 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 panties were tight against her crotch and Wes detected just a hint of her pubic hair as it dimpled the crotch of her underwear. Her complexion turned to a nighttime red as she slowly stood back up and she detected that his boxers were starting to get out a niggling 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 balls in the rack but let it slither just a little making it a loose rack 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 fourth dimension up to the Five Ball and when it suddenly refused to go down, she said,"crap !"and slammed her cue stick down on the table.

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

"Just shoot tinker's dam 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 get wind a lesson so took dead aim on the pentad Ball and rocketed it in to the corner pocket. He then ran the table on her and the look on her look was one of disbelieving as he signaled with his deal to shed the bra. She slowly turned around and, with both hands behind her back, unfastened the ginger nut and slowly released it off of her articulatio humeri. Clutching her chest region with her weapons system, she turned around to face him.

"Hell Sis, I'd almost miss a shooter 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 large number up but didn't get anything to incur a pocket so he relinquished the mesa to Peggy and her fear 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 pool cue and letting her two pin-up chest hang down and titter just a footling. Wes had his position on the other side of the table and watched as they began to swing as she lined up her gibe. 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 place over the bollock and moved on to the following without a view in the world about her free swing breasts entertaining her brother.

She was shooting them all, totally focused on her spatial relation on the table. She seemed like she didn't have a care about being nude from the waist up but was concentrating on hitting her print on the balls. Then the unthinkable happened ; she aimed at the Six ball in a finely cut crack but missed it entirely and the Cue caromed off the rail, striking the nine globe squarely, sending it down the length of the table towards the recession 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 shoot it again."

The look of devastation was written all over her face as she was trying to justify cheating to her buddy. But no issue how often 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 construct in her heart told him that there must be another way.

"Okay,"he finally relented."Here's what we will do, double or zero. If you win then I'll charter off my boxershorts and you can keep on your step-in. If you lose, then you take off your panty and you have to do whatever 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 time of day ?"she said in a beseeching voice."Please ?"

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

"You're going to lose anyway so rack them up and I'll assume my shot,"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 lump 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 nine-spot testis found the stern of the recession pocket and the light up went out in Peggy's buttock. She hung her school principal and looked down at the story for a second but then looked up with a dreadful grin on her face 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 mazed and relieved at the Sami fourth dimension but when he asked her to get up on the pool mesa and to walk over and resist right in front of him, she turned a bright ghost of red and started to complain.

"Wes,"she asked in a questioning tonicity."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 suspiration of indignation and shuffled over to the smear that he had indicated. When she stopped and looked down at his eager eyes, he was staring right at her crotch and at the dimpled texture of her pubis area knowing that her pubic hair lay compensate under the fabric. He wanted to do this right hand so he extended his bridge player up to touch her inner second joint as lightly as he possibly could and her eyes grew wide as a little moan came out of her mouth.

She endured his pleasurable contact to the sensitive place on her legs as her eyes slowly closed and she took in a deep breath. The sensual petting touch of his finger gratuity running up her thighs caused her to quiver in expectation of touching her precious individual area and the closer they came to their target the Sir Thomas More she responded to his touch. When they finally made impinging with the material of her step-in'crotch and barely touched between those wooden leg, she let out her breath and the groan that had been waiting to come out of her mouth.

Running his digit up the country of her slit, still barely touching her panty, he caressed her indention as he softly applied his pressure to the top. She wiggled her hips as the finger's breadth touched her clitoral area and she cried out for him to stop but, as it did no commodity for her to object she slowly accepted the stimulant without any farther vocalization of descent.

Peggy stood with her wooden leg spread apart allowing her comrade unfreeze access to her crotch but when he told her to squat down and to spread her human knee out as full as possible, she opened her eyes in stocked revulsion and refused to abide by with his request.

"Are you crazy ?"she blurted out."Now I'm drawing the bank line at that. I'm not going to scrunch down and let you wreak with my crotch 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 agreement then go ahead, but remember that if you had won I would be in your predicament and you would be telling me the Same thing that I'm notification you. Now do as I say or ring it off and be a welcher."

She though for a bit and then slowly started to squat down in her place as her eyes closed once again. Wes got this little smile on his expression as he watched her low-pitched herself down into the directed office and when she got all the way down and her knees were wide apart, he licked his sass at the great deal of his sister's wide open crotch.

He put his finger right on the crotch of her panties and caused her to yip a lilliputian bit as she struggled to keep her symmetricalness. He ran his finger the whole length of her dent but stopped right over the entrance to her vagina and pressed the framework into her possible action just a little. Again she moved her hips as she let out an even louder moan of exhilaration.

"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 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 perdition out of it,"he said through his growing mania. She didn't say another word but continued to allow him to touch her in her to the highest degree private space as she squatted there on the pool table right in front of him.

His finger was pressing into her vagina causing her juices to cover the crotch of her panties making a wet spot that covered the entire expanse. She was breathing through her open backtalk and clenching her eyes tightly as he continued to massage her between her peg. Finally he instructed her to shift her locating and sit down with her leg hanging over the table's edge and as she complied with his indirect request he worked his way in between her bedcover out legs and with both hands, placed them on each of her hamstring and raised each leg up and over her head. She lay back down on the pool table with her hindquarters sticking straight up in the air.

She shuttered at the view of how she ended up in this uneasy side with her hindquarters exposed like it was but as his hand came down on the crotch of her panties and started to rub into her wet pussy, she felt the thrill of doing something so juicy and so unthinkable that she started anticipate the future spatial relation that he would put her in.

He ran his handwriting over and over her wet pussy as he applied the pressure into his movement. She strained to be active her legs down from the position that he had placed them in but he had them blocked with the weight of his body. He moved his discharge hand 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 piteous little physical structure, she realized that she actually did not need him to stop his action but actually was enjoying it more than she was letting on.

As he massaged her house little boob with his strong hand, he hooked her panties with his forefinger of the early one, right where the two leg kettle of fish met the crotch and pulling it away from her two backtalk. He pressed his knuckle down in its place and, running it up her slit, he placed it into her canal as she squealed her pleasure at the sensation.

She was trying to institute her legs down onto the sharpness of the board but, try as she might, he would not let her impress from her shaky attitude. Then, as he made another run of his knuckle up to the top of he slit and ground it into her clitoris, she managed to overwhelm him with the mightiness of her legs and threw them back down to where she felt a little more comfortable.

Dislodging his finger's breadth from her genitalia, he took both of his hands up to her panties and began to remove them off of her hips. She brought up her heels and placed them on the mesa again and, raising her hip joint up in the air to aid Wes in their removal, she was allowing herself to become completely naked and horny as hell.

He looked down at her bare pussy lips and drooled at his luck and over his possibilities. He studied her lips and the moisture that was coming from between them as he noticed that they were swollen and slightly separated. This sight caused his breathing to renovate just a little and he fought the impulse to puzzle out it white of the juice.

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

Her cries came too late as he placed his clapper directly between her two back talk and brought it up to the top. She screamed for him to stop but as she felt the wonderful sensation of having her clitoris licked and sucked, she arched her back and tried to open herself up to his oral ravishment. He was digging his spit between her lips and running it up and down her snatch licking her clean. She was moving her rose hip around in an crusade to escape his hungry mouth or chase his tongue where ever it went and only she knew what the difference was.

"Oh God, Wes, Oh my god ! What are you doing ? What are we doing ? Oh please block. Oh God please,"she cried out with her eyes closed, her back arched off of the table as she pulled his head down into her open genital organ."OH MY GOD !"she cried out with real tears forming in her eyes."OH YES, OH YES, OH YES !"

Just then, she turned her body to the left wing and then to the right, trying to dislodge his backtalk from her craving pussy. She had to get away but she could not shake his from his oral hold. She sat up and pulled on his hair's-breadth as she shrieked out with insistence,"OH MY GOD WES, I CAN'T payoff IT ANY More ! PLEASE STOP ! !

earreach her cry, he let her move away from his tidal bore mouth but as she was writhing around on her pole at the edge of the pond table, he grabbed her by the subdivision and pulled her to her metrical foot. Trembling with her emotions on edge, he placed both hands on her berm and shoved her down on her human knee and ordered her,"return my shorts off of me."

She did what she was told a few bit after her mind registered the order, and as they hit the floor, Wes'hammer 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 spit 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 initiatory time,"he told her with lust in his mind.

"No Wes, please,"she pleaded as she felt his bridge player on the dorsum of her head pulling it into his cock.

She turned her typeface to the position but he gave her another ordination."Peggy, I won and you lost so do as I say. Lick my cock ! NOW !"

She stuck her natural language out at his cock and she felt the smoothness of his headland as it began to flip from the superstar. Wes'mind had long ago left him in this lustful state and he wouldn't settle for any descent or distraction. He was going to have his cocked sucked by his sister and there wasn't any early result as he pulled her oral cavity into it.

She closed her eyes and opened her oral fissure and felt it go in between her sass. 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 understructure as he looked her in the center with this crazed sentiency of guilt and longing all rolled into one.

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

She looked into his middle and then grabbed his hand and led him over to the couch in the corner. She down and drop her body 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 volition to do anything with you if you only will ask me. But you have to ask me, not order me or squeeze me. Ask me nicely Wes and we can do it."

Wes looked down at his younger sister with all of the love in his inwardness and asked,"Peggy, I want to micturate love with you. I know that it is haywire because you are my sister but I've wanted to do it with you for the longest prison term and now that I have the probability, will you draw hump with me ?"

She didn't say a Good Book but pulled him down between her separated ramification and slowly closed her center. He kissed her tender backtalk as he told her,"Peggy, I'm so sorry for being so forceful. I really do love you and I want to take a leak it as goodness for you as I know it will for me. I want you dear babe, I want you now."

She placed her hand down around his raging hard on and guided him towards her opening and just as it split her sassing and stopped right at the sharpness, he took over and, pressing his hip into her, started it into her tight fiddling hole. She was so tight to begin with in his steady progress in, but the further it went in, the more that her vaginal walls restricted its ingress and the more she winzed in pain.

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

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

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

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

She squeezed her muscle in her womb and said,"Two can represent at that game."

Wes slowly started to withdraw it from her vagina but stopped and reversed its movement as she opened her sassing and inhaled a big gang of air into her lungs. He repeated this procedure but this time with more force and velocity. She squealed her enthusiasm into his ear as he continued to rapidly put it in and out of her kitty. With every speedy entry and exit from her vagina, their passion grew until they both were ramming their hip 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 X until it could construct no to a greater extent and it reached its pinnacle. They each began to see the stars that one sees when they are about to exit out from red ink of atomic number 8 but neither of them would let out the air that they had trapped in their lungs. But when they started to unloose in their gigantic explosion of emotions and tensity, she arched her back and he tightened up his muscles and they both rammed their hips together in a volcanic explosion of emotions.

She could finger his juice come slamming out the end of his cock and into the depths of her womb. Jet after jet dig out into her thirsty hole and it was drug out with his jackhammer action as it gathered outside of her opening night on the sofa below them. Sliding in and out of her quivering little torso, his prick began to going it stiffness and limped out of her soggy initiative. 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 tired and spent bodies.

They awoke just as they had gone to sleep embracing their new found sexual desires for each former. Peggy sighed loudly in a mansion of contented toleration of what they just done and Wes just had a grin on his face that would break a train. They each were happy with their decision to consummate their desire for each other and they knew that they had some soulfulness searching ahead of them but as they lay there on the sofa their entirely thoughts were those of passion and enjoyment.

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

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

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

"I can think of piles of new adventure and places where we could go other than where we went tonight. Have you ever heard of rear door sex ?"he suggested with a wry grin on his face.

She looked cushion and she punched him in his shoulder but after a instant to think about it, she asked him,"Do you want me to extort them up ?"

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