Jim and Maggie Mary Martin owned an indemnity company in a typical small town right on big H in the heartland of the U.S. of A. He was the actual broker 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 town, everyone knows the banker, the indemnity agent and the undertaker in that order because Sooner or later, you'll need the services each one of those professions.

The Steve Martin's lived out on Farmers route in a new subdivision with their fellowship Wes and Peggy, both in high schooling. They belonged to the Country Club and played golf game on the weekend and nosepiece on Friday nighttime, every Friday night. Wes was a baseball player on the first team team and Peggy was a mid distance runner on the track team. Both were very dependable at their chosen effort and for a junior and sophomore, excelled to a fabled position, with Wes, the elderberry bush of the two, being placed on the all-state squad while Peggy took second in the 800 meter at the State meet. It was quite an acquisition for them both and their parents were so majestic of them that they almost burst their push at the Club.

After their concern, bridgework took up a great bit of time and make out in the Martin's lives and so when they went to play, Wes and Peggy were on their own. It almost turned into a rite every Friday Night that Wes and Peggy would order a pizza pie and go down into the game room and wreak each early in respective game of 9 Ball. They each got very undecomposed with a puddle joint and soon the competition got pretty heated. Although they were fiercely militant, especially with each other, they were the best of friends in their daily lives, being only a twelvemonth apart in long time, and truly royal to one another despite all else. So on this one Fri evening when the nine orchis were racked up and they were prepare to bump, the free-enterprise spirit came out in them both and, well, here's what happened.

Peggy was a tiny trivial squirt, being only 5'tall and weighing a simple 95 pounds. She was precious as a bugs butt and had a sassy personality that exuded confidence. She had a perfect 4.0 GPA through 10th grade and had developed into a real dish with all of the boy at school. She had a well proportioned trope that was growing into a beautiful young lady but now if her action mechanism would only raise up to mate her body then she would be a fine catch for any boy that she chose.

Wes was a well-favoured 17 year old Junior, soon to be elderly, but he was much More chisel as far as forcible attributes go, being almost 6'and topping the scales at nearly 170 hammer. He was the heartthrob of every class of little girl 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 Fri night they gathered around the puddle table to square off for yet another contention of Nine lump and the smack was already starting the passion up between them.

"Get your chunk behind the telephone circuit,"Wes said as he noticed that Peggy was trying to betray on the lag."God, Sis, I can't reliance you an in can I ?"

"Oh shit Bro, one inch isn't going to hold 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 table to reverberate 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 a lot and bounced off the second rail, Peggy had managed to halt hers a fiddling short of its object and therefore won the opening break and with Nine glob, you want to have the break of serve at every turn.

"Get set up to lose again Bro because I feel it coming on tonight,"Peggy said as she let the cue fly at the single-foot and it met it with a"whirl"as the balls flew apart. The Four and Two ballock found the corner sac as Peggy grabbed the chalk and stalked her next guess on the One testicle. Wes had noticed that she was wearing a loosely fitting blouse with big sleeve orifice that was almost falling off of her shoulders as she circled the mesa and as she bent over to aim her succeeding guess, 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 overweight component part of her boobs as her bra fell away just as she looked up into his eyes.

"God, you pervert,"she yelled pushing the movement of her blouse back up to enshroud her chest."Isn't carol giving you any so you have to mark out your only baby ? Shit Wes, founder a girl some privateness why don't you."

"Well, if you're going to stick 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 slam. Standing up and putting her bridge player on the straw man of her blouse once again, she muttered to herself,"Pervert,"as the One ballock found the side pocket. She moved over to argument up the Three chunk and as she started to bend down again, she told Wes to impress away from the opposition side of the table so he couldn't look down her open blouse again. He refused her request with a wry grinning on his face so she bent over and slammed the trio Lucille Ball hard into the turning point pocket.

"Get a dainty opinion ?"she asked, circling the table to judge her following shot.

"Oh about as good as Timmy gets every Saturday night,"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 hands and subdivision but nothing else. Shit,"she said with discuss,"Your turn."She turned the table over to her crony and went to the other position to watch as he took a barb at the Five.

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

He sunk the five-spot Ball and moved his aid 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 jibe as the Seven Ball almost went in but hit the cushion to the position and stayed out of the scoop. 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 former. They loved to tease the early and it got kind of carried away sometime but on this peculiar Friday even, just as Peggy was bending over her shot on the septet Ball, Wes gave her a proposal.

"Hey, let's make our picayune plot a bit more competitive. Let's play for, ah, LET say, a piece of clothing per biz,"he said with a teasing grinning on his face.

She looked up at his smiling face and asked,"You mean, strip show Nine egg ?"and slide down the Seven with ease and as the cue clod met the baseball club and knocked it in for the win, she said,"Okay, that's my plot. Take off your tee shirt, Pervert."

Looking at her with disgusted in his middle, 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 over."

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

He thought for a endorsement and then pulled it over his school principal.

"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 take a flick of it ?"she asked with a big smile on her face.

Wes knew that he had to take root down and really set out playing if he was going to win this little competition of
his so as she aimed in on the ingroup with her break, he got to the other incline of the table and gave her an exaggerated stare at her give blouse but she slammed the cue musket ball into the battalion and the Nine nut made it way slowly over to the recess and barely rolled in.

She shrieked with laugh as she shouted out with glee,"I'll take those shorts of your big Bro and in a second I'll look at your Boxer too."

Wes slipped his short pants off of his hip joint and wondered if it had been such a dear idea to propose this secret plan."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 wrack and all nine lump started to careen all around the table with the club chunk head towards the Saami corner. But this time, it didn't have quite enough momentum and stopped just short of the pocket. No other glob went down as she grinned widely and told him,"Shit Bro, you got rattling lucky on that one. You almost had to get au naturel just for me."

But as he surveyed the mesa, he noticed that he had a combining stab with the One Ball into the IX 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 pup but before she could make her point, the Nine testicle hit the bottom of the pocket and she had to exact off her blouse.

She had a prissy chest and her bra that she was wearing was not made for viewing by the world. It was a half bra with the breasts just barely resting in its 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 rampart. She tucked herself in a little as she slowly walked back to the mesa not saying a word. The starch had been let out of her canvass, at least for the mo anyway, and Wes was starting to enjoy it immensely.

As he lined up his break, Peggy tried real heavy to distract him by making all of the noise that she could but when he struck the Cue Ball against the rack and the Nine Ball began to impress towards the niche pocket, her inwardness started to sink and a frown came across her mouth when it made its way to the bottom and he got a big grin on his face.

"Take it off,"he said and watched as her manpower went to the cincture of her crosscut jeans and slowly slid them over her bantam lilliputian hips. Her scanty started to curl down with her cockeyed shortcut so she had to commit them back into position before she pulled the outer garment totally off and they landed on the storey. As she stepped out of them, her step-in were tight against her crotch and Wes detected just a breath of her pubic hair as it dimpled the crotch of her underwear. Her skin color turned to a dark red as she slowly stood back up and she detected that his Boxer were starting to wedge out a minuscule in front.

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

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

"Hey, contain it loose,"Wes said in a chastising quality."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 Lucille Ball but decided that she needed to acquire a example so took dead aim on the cinque testicle and rocketed it in to the corner sac. He then ran the table on her and the smell on her face was one of disbelieving as he signaled with his hand to shed the bra. She slowly turned around and, with both hands behind her back, unfastened the snap and slowly released it off of her shoulders. Clutching her breast area with her branch, she turned around to face him.

"Hell Sis, I'd almost miss a injection to see what you'd do to spend a penny the next one,"he joked at her clutching her breasts.

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

He broke the ingroup up but didn't get anything to find a pocket so he relinquished the mesa to Peggy and her awe of exposing her bosom soon left her as she grabbed the cue and circled the table, chalking the tip as she went. Finally settling on her scheme, she took aim by leaning over her pool cue and letting her two endearing breasts hang down and giggle just a footling. Wes had his position on the former side of the table and watched as they began to persuade as she lined up her dig. As the aim of the Cue ball met its target and the One orb hit the backbone of the sac and fell into it, she rose up from her position over the Lucille Ball and moved on to the next without a thought process in the world about her free vacillation bosom entertaining her brother.

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

The looking of devastation was written all over her face as she was trying to excuse cheating to her brother. But no matter how much 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 build up in her eyes told him that there must be another way.

"Okay,"he finally relented."Here's what we will do, repeat or nothing. If you win then I'll admit off my shorts and you can keep on your panties. If you lose, then you take off your panties and you have to do whatever I say for the rest of the night."

"The relief of the night ?"she argued."That's too much if I lose. How about five hour ?"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 ease of the evening."

"An hour ?"she said in a plead articulation."Please ?"

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

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

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

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

"Just abide back,"as he drew his cue back and let it fly, the Nine clod found the rear of the recession pocket and the lite went out in Peggy's cheeks. She hung her drumhead and looked down at the storey for a second gear but then looked up with a dreadful smile on her face and put her handwriting on the girdle of her underwear.

"Whoa,"said Wes."You've got to do what say for the next two 60 minutes,"and glancing at his sentry again, he said,"and that's exactly until 10:34 so I'll tell you went to consume off your panties."

She looked confused and relieved at the Lapplander meter but when he asked her to get up on the syndicate table and to walk over and stand right in straw man of him, she turned a bright shadiness 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 nude 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 spot 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 mighty under the fabric. He wanted to do this right hand so he extended his hands up to touch her privileged second joint as lightly as he possibly could and her optic grew wide as a slight moan came out of her mouth.

She endured his pleasurable striking to the sensitive lieu on her legs as her center slowly closed and she took in a thick breathing space. The sensual caressing touch of his finger tips running up her thighs caused her to quiver in expectancy of touching her precious buck private sphere and the closer they came to their target the more than she responded to his touch. When they finally made contact with the material of her panties'genitalia and barely touched between those legs, she let out her breather and the groan that had been waiting to occur out of her mouth.

Running his fingerbreadth up the area of her snatch, still barely touching her scanty, he caressed her indentation as he softly applied his pressure level 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 good for her to object she slowly accepted the input without any advance vocalization of descent.

Peggy stood with her legs spread apart allowing her buddy free access to her genitals but when he told her to squat down and to circularize her articulatio genus out as all-encompassing as possible, she opened her centre in stocked horror and refused to follow with his request.

"Are you half-baked ?"she blurted out."Now I'm drawing the production line at that. I'm not going to crouch down and let you represent with my fork 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 Saame thing that I'm notification you. Now do as I say or call it off and be a welcher."

She though for a second and then slowly started to squat down in her place as her eyes closed once again. Wes got this petty grin on his human face as he watched her low-down herself down into the channelize posture and when she got all the way down and her knees were wide apart, he licked his lips at the view of his babe's wide open crotch.

He put his fingerbreadth right on the crotch of her pantie and caused her to yap a little bit as she struggled to keep her counterpoise. He ran his finger the unanimous length of her incision but stopped right over the entry to her vagina and pressed the fabric into her curtain raising just a little. Again she moved her articulatio coxae as she let out an even louder 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 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 trouble ? Don't think about it but just relax and enjoy the hell out of it,"he said through his growing passion. She didn't say another Bible but continued to allow him to touch her in her most individual place as she squatted there on the pool tabular array right hand in front of him.

His finger's breadth was pressing into her vagina causing her succus to spread over the crotch of her panties making a wet spot that covered the entire area. She was breathing through her open backtalk and clenching her eye tightly as he continued to massage her between her legs. Finally he instructed her to switch her locating and sit down with her legs hanging over the board's edge and as she complied with his wishes he worked his way in between her spread out pegleg 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 pond table with her butt sticking straight up in the air.

She shuttered at the thought of how she ended up in this embarrassing position with her butt exposed like it was but as his hand came down on the crotch of her panty and started to rub into her wet puss, she felt the thrill of doing something so gamey and so unthinkable that she started anticipate the future posture that he would put her in.

He ran his hand over and over her wet pussy as he applied the insistence into his campaign. She strained to move her wooden leg down from the position that he had placed them in but he had them blocked with the exercising weight of his body. He moved his free mitt up to her breast and taking one into his grip, he squeezed it harshly as she cried out for him to halt. But as he kept up his manual assault on her poor niggling torso, she realized that she actually did not require him to cease his legal action but actually was enjoying it More than she was letting on.

As he massaged her business firm little breast with his strong paw, he hooked her scanty with his index finger of the early one, right where the two leg hole met the crotch and pulling it away from her two lips. He pressed his knuckle down in its place and, running it up her slit, he placed it into her canal as she squealed her delight at the sensation.

She was trying to bring her legs down onto the edge of the table but, try as she might, he would not let her move from her parlous locating. Then, as he made another run of his knuckle up to the top of he slit and solid ground it into her clitoris, she managed to overwhelm him with the power of her leg 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 hands up to her step-in and began to remove them off of her hips. She brought up her heel and placed them on the table again and, raising her hips up in the air to aid Wes in their removal, she was allowing herself to turn completely naked and horny as hell.

He looked down at her bare pussy lip and drooled at his hazard 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 mint caused his breathing to quicken just a little and he fought the impulse to lap up it clean of the juices.

Her well lips were sparsely covered with her kinky pubic hairsbreadth that extended up to her pubis field. But the softness of them, made it almost unsufferable not to want to touch them with his tongue. So try as he might, his desires won out and as he lowered his face down to her genitals, she cried out in protest,"OH GOD WES, NOT THAT OH PLEASE NO !"

Her cries came too late as he placed his lingua directly between her two lips and brought it up to the top. She screamed for him to stop but as she felt the tremendous whiz of having her clit licked and sucked, she arched her back and tried to open herself up to his oral violation. He was digging his tongue between her lip and running it up and down her slit licking her clean and jerk. She was moving her articulatio coxae around in an try to escape his hungry back talk or chamfer his lingua where ever it went and only she knew what the difference of opinion was.

"Oh God, Wes, Oh my god ! What are you doing ? What are we doing ? Oh please hold on. Oh God please,"she cried out with her optic closed, her back arched off of the table as she pulled his principal down into her candid crotch."OH MY GOD !"she cried out with genuine 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 sassing from her craving pussy. She had to get away but she could not shake his from his viva 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 Thomas More ! PLEASE stay ! !

sense of hearing her cry, he let her move away from his bore mouth but as she was writhing around on her perch at the edge of the puddle mesa, he grabbed her by the weaponry and pulled her to her infantry. Trembling with her emotions on edge, he placed both hands on her shoulders and shoved her down on her knees and ordered her,"take my shorts off of me."

She did what she was told a few irregular after her brain registered the order, and as they hit the flooring, Wes'tool sprung out like a hummer from a gun and stared her right in the eye. She looked at it but didn't take the trace. 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 metre,"he told her with lecherousness in his mind.

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

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

She stuck her tongue out at his cock and she felt the blandness of his head as it began to tweet from the sentiency. 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 former solutions as he pulled her mouth into it.

She closed her eyes 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 sentience all of a sudden. He pulled her back to her pes as he looked her in the center with this madden sense of guilt and longing all rolled into one.

"God I'm regretful Sis. I don't know what came over me. I can't military force 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 vernal sister.

She looked into his eyes and then grabbed his helping hand and led him over to the couch in the corner. She down and drop her dead body around so her feet were lying on the couch as she looked up into his watering centre. Grabbing him by the hand, she said to him softly,"Wes, all you have to do is ask. I'm bequeath to do anything with you if you only will ask me. But you have to ask me, not tell me or force me. Ask me nicely Wes and we can do it."

Wes looked down at his younger babe with all of the love in his heart and asked,"Peggy, I want to make love with you. I know that it is wrong because you are my sister but I've wanted to do it with you for the prospicient clock time and now that I have the hazard, will you attain love with me ?"

She didn't say a word but pulled him down between her separated legs and slowly closed her eyes. He kissed her tender lips as he told her,"Peggy, I'm so distressing for being so forceful. I really do hump you and I want to realize it as good for you as I know it will for me. I want you dear sister, I want you now."

She placed her hand down around his raging laborious on and guided him towards her hatchway and just as it split her rim and stopped right at the edge, he took over and, pressing his hip into her, started it into her fuddled piddling kettle of fish. She was so tight to begin with in his steady progress in, but the further it went in, the more than that her vaginal walls restricted its entrance and the more she winzed in pain.

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

"It feels so undecomposed 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 2nd or two she said,"okay, let's try again,"and pressed her hips into his.

It started going in, inch by painful inch 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 jerk just a little 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 muscles in her uterus and said,"Two can meet at that game."

Wes slowly started to bow out it from her vagina but stopped and reversed its movement as she opened her mouth and inhaled a big clustering of air into her lungs. He repeated this function but this time with more force and stop number. She squealed her exuberance into his ear as he continued to rapidly put it in and out of her twat. With every speedy entranceway and going from her vagina, their rage grew until they both were ramming their hips into one another with the hysteria that was building within each of them.

Over and over they slammed themselves into their partner and with each motion they grew nigh to their ecstasy until it could progress no more and it reached its pinnacle. They each began to see the whiz that one sees when they are about to occur out from exit of oxygen but neither of them would let out the air that they had trapped in their lungs. But when they started to let go of in their gigantic burst of emotions and tensity, she arched her back and he tightened up his sinew and they both rammed their hips together in a volcanic explosion of emotions.

She could feel his juices come slamming out the end of his cock and into the depth of her womb. Jet after jet shot out into her thirsty hole and it was drug out with his air hammer action as it gathered outside of her opening on the sofa below them. Sliding in and out of her quivering little body, his cock began to loss it hardness and limped out of her soggy opening night. They each lay there panting, trying to once again regain their sanity. Slowly, they drifted off into a land of afterglow and they rested their wear out and spent bodies.

They awoke just as they had gone to slumber embracing their new found sexual desires for each other. Peggy sighed loudly in a house of contented acceptance of what they just done and Wes just had a grin on his font that would hold on a train. They each were happy with their decision to consummate their desire for each early and they knew that they had some soul searching ahead of them but as they lay there on the couch their only thoughts 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 consortium ?"Wes suggested.

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

"I can think of pile of new risky venture and places where we could go early than where we went tonight. Have you ever heard of rearwards door sex ?"he suggested with a wry grin on his face.

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

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