Jim and Maggie Martins owned an insurance company in a typical small-scale townsfolk powerful thunder in the heartland of the U.S. of A. He was the actual agentive role 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 pocket-sized Ithiel Town, everyone knows the banker, the indemnity agent and the mortician in that order because sooner or later, you'll need the divine service each one of those professions.

The Dean Martin's lived out on sodbuster route in a new arm with their family Wes and Peggy, both in heights school. They belonged to the Country Club and played golf on the weekend and Bridge on Friday night, every Friday dark. Wes was a baseball player on the varsity team and Peggy was a mid distance runner on the track team. Both were very soundly at their chosen endeavors 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 endorsement in the 800 measure at the state meet. It was quite an accomplishment for them both and their parents were so majestic of them that they almost burst their buttons at the Club.

After their patronage, bridgework took up a great bit of time and bang in the Martin's life history and so when they went to meet, Wes and Peggy were on their own. It almost turned into a ritual every Fri Night that Wes and Peggy would gild a pizza and go down into the game room and play each other in several games of ball club Ball. They each got very sound with a pool joystick and soon the competition got pretty heated. Although they were fiercely competitive, especially with each other, they were the skillful of friends in their daily living, being only a twelvemonth apart in ages, and truly imperial to one another despite all else. So on this one Friday evening when the nine clump were racked up and they were gear up to break, the competitive emotional state came out in them both and, well, here's what happened.

Peggy was a diminutive fiddling spirt, being only 5'tall and weighing a mere 95 pounds. She was cute as a bug butt and had a wise personality that exuded confidence. She had a sodding 4.0 GPA through 10th grad and had developed into a real looker with all of the son at school. She had a well proportioned soma that was growing into a beautiful Pres Young noblewoman but now if her action mechanism would only grow up to agree her torso then she would be a fine catch for any boy that she chose.

Wes was a fine-looking 17 yr old Jnr, soon to be senior, but he was much more chiseled as far as physical attributes go, being almost 6'and topping the shell at nearly 170 Sudanese pound. 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 but only one ever succeeded. So on this Friday nighttime they gathered around the pool mesa to square up off for yet another contender of club orchis and the smack was already starting the oestrus up between them.

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

"Oh shit Bro, one inch isn't going to make a hill's bit of conflict is it ?"she countered."One, two three,"she counted off the stroke as they each pushed their lag shot down the table to reverberate off of the far rail 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 over hers a slight short of its target and therefore won the possible action break and with Nine formal, you want to cause the break of serve at every turn.

"Get ready to miss 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"pass"as the balls flew apart. The Four and Two Balls found the corner pocket as Peggy grabbed the glass and stalked her succeeding guess on the One Ball. Wes had noticed that she was wearing a loosely fitting blouse with big sleeve hatchway that was almost falling off of her shoulders as she circled the table and as she bent over to aim her next shot, it fell down her front line exposing her intact chest and tummy and even the top of her crosscut 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 movement of her blouse back up to deal her chest."Isn't Carol giving you any so you have to curb out your only sister ? Shit Wes, render a young lady 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 fall open again as she let go of her scene. Standing up and putting her hand on the front of her blouse once again, she muttered to herself,"Pervert,"as the One nut found the side pocket. She moved over to blood line up the Three Ball and as she started to deflect down again, she told Wes to move away from the opposite side of the table so he couldn't look down her open blouse again. He refused her request with a wry grinning on his typeface so she bent over and slammed the 3 testis hard into the quoin pocket.

"Get a nice sight ?"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 quintuplet 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. Shit,"she said with discuss,"Your turn."She turned the mesa over to her brother and went to the other side to watch as he took a nip at the Five.

"How are you and carol doing anyway ? Is she giving you any yet,"she asked in a thing of fact musical note.
"You know that she tells all of the girlfriend that she's still a virgin and she's going to quell that way until she gets married. What do you have to say about that ?"

He sunk the Five 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 septet, she muttered something under her breathing space just as he stroked the cue orb and he missed his dig as the Seven chunk almost went in but hit the cushion to the face and stayed out of the air pocket. She smiled as she circled the table to chalk up her cue once again.

They talked about sex all of the clock time just as they would talk about the weather between each other. They loved to tease the other and it got kind of carried away sometime but on this particular Fri evening, just as Peggy was bending over her shot on the Seven clump, Wes gave her a proposal.

"Hey, let's make our little game a bit more competitive. Let's gambol for, ah, Lashkar-e-Taiba say, a piece of music of clothing per game,"he said with a teasing smile on his face.

She looked up at his smiling cheek and asked,"You mean, Strip Nine Ball ?"and sunk the Seven with ease and as the cue ball met the Nine and knocked it in for the win, she said,"okay, that's my game. withdraw off your tee shirt, Pervert."

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

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

He thought for a second 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 make out seeing you prance around in your cipher with your thingy hanging out. That's going to be fun. Can I fill a delineation of it ?"she asked with a big smile on her face.

Wes knew that he had to root down and really start playing if he was going to win this fiddling challenger of
his so as she aimed in on the coterie with her break, he got to the other side of the table and gave her an enlarged stare at her subject blouse but she slammed the cue ball into the pack and the Nine Ball made it way slowly over to the corner 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 indorsement I'll take in your boxer too."

Wes slipped his drawers off of his pelvic girdle and wondered if it had been such a good idea to intimate this game."My God,"he thought,"If she breaks like that again, I'm dead."

She sighted in her guesswork once again and slammed the cue clump into the wheel and all nine balls started to swag all around the mesa with the Nine lump drift towards the Saame quoin. But this metre, it didn't have quite enough momentum and stopped just short of the pocket. No former formal went down as she grinned widely and told him,"Shit Bro, you got substantial lucky on that one. You almost had to get raw just for me."

But as he surveyed the table, he noticed that he had a combination shot with the One clump into the niner and if he pulled it off then the board would be turned in his favor for awhile. Peggy suddenly saw it too and started to feed him some turd about taking a puppy but before she could cause her detail, the Nine nut hit the rear end of the pocket and she had to take off her blouse.

She had a gracious thorax and her bra that she was wearing was not made for viewing by the world. It was a half bra with the white meat just barely resting in its cupful. It was designed to show off a cleavage and it did just that and very well. Peggy almost blushed with embarrassment as she tossed her blouse over to the terrace next to the wall. She tucked herself in a little as she slowly walked back to the board not saying a word. The amylum had been let out of her sails, at to the lowest degree for the moment anyway, and Wes was starting to enjoy it immensely.

As he lined up his break, Peggy tried real hard to distract him by making all of the racket that she could but when he struck the Cue Ball against the wheel and the Nine glob began to proceed towards the street corner sack, her heart started to lapse and a frown came across her mouth when it made its way to the bottom and he got a big grin on his face.

"get it off,"he said and watched as her hands went to the waistband of her cutoff jeans and slowly slid them over her tiny minuscule rosehip. Her scanty started to loop down with her tight cutoffs so she had to tear 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 pantie were slopped against her genital organ and Wes detected just a hint of her pubic hair as it dimpled the crotch of her underclothes. Her complexion turned to a dark red as she slowly stood back up and she detected that his boxers were starting to stick out a little in front.

She had lost all of her exuberance 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 wrack but let it skid just a little making it a loose stand and as he struck the balls with the Cue bollock and the face pack moved very lilliputian, he knew that she had cheated him once again.

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

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

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

He thought about calling off the bet as he aimed at the Five Ball but decided that she needed to instruct a lesson so took abruptly aim on the V Ball and rocketed it in to the turning point pocket. He then ran the board on her and the look on her face was one of disbelieving as he signaled with his hired hand to throw off the bra. She slowly turned around and, with both men behind her back, unfastened the snap and slowly released it off of her articulatio humeri. Clutching her breast area with her weapon system, she turned around to face him.

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

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

He broke the pack up but didn't get anything to chance a air hole so he relinquished the mesa to Peggy and her fright of exposing her breasts soon left her as she grabbed the cue and circled the tabular array, chalking the tip as she went. Finally settling on her scheme, she took aim by leaning over her kitty cue and letting her two lovely tit hang down and giggle just a little. Wes had his office on the other side of the table and watched as they began to sway as she lined up her snapshot. As the aim of the Cue Ball met its aim and the One Ball hit the back of the sack and fell into it, she rose up from her spatial relation over the ball and moved on to the next without a thought process in the world about her free swing breasts entertaining her brother.

She was shooting them all, totally focused on her office on the board. She seemed like she didn't have a care about being nude statue from the waistline up but was concentrating on hitting her scrape on the testis. Then the unthinkable happened ; she aimed at the Six Ball in a finely cut nip but missed it entirely and the Cue caromed off the runway, striking the nine chunk squarely, sending it down the duration of the table towards the recession sac. 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 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 crying starting to build in her oculus told him that there must be another way.

"Okay,"he finally relented."Here's what we will do, double or zippo. 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 panties and you have to do whatever I say for the quietus of the night."

"The rest 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 rest of the evening."

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

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

"You're going to lose anyway so scud them up and I'll take 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 balls within the single-foot 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 bollock found the rear of the turning point sack and the Inner Light went out in Peggy's impertinence. She hung her oral sex and looked down at the floor for a second but then looked up with a dreadful smile on her face and put her script on the waistband of her underwear.

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

She looked disoriented and relieved at the Lapp clip but when he asked her to get up on the syndicate table and to walk over and stand right in front of him, she turned a bright refinement of red and started to complain.

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

"Just come over and suffer 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 aegir heart, he was staring right at her genitalia and at the dimpled texture of her pubis area knowing that her pubic tomentum lay right under the textile. He wanted to do this right so he extended his hands up to touch her internal thighs as lightly as he possibly could and her eyes grew wide as a slender moan came out of her mouth.

She endured his enjoyable impinging to the sensitive plaza on her legs as her eyes slowly closed and she took in a thick breath. The sensual caressing touch of his finger tips running up her thigh caused her to quiver in anticipation of touching her precious private area and the closer they came to their aim the more she responded to his touch. When they finally made middleman with the material of her panties'genital organ and barely touched between those branch, she let out her breath and the moan that had been waiting to come out of her mouth.

Running his finger up the orbit of her slit, still barely touching her panties, he caressed her indentation as he softly applied his pressure to the top. She wiggled her coxa as the finger touched her clitoral sphere and she cried out for him to halt but, as it did no good for her to object she slowly accepted the stimulation without any further vocalization of filiation.

Peggy stood with her legs spread apart allowing her brother devoid memory access to her crotch but when he told her to hunker down down and to spread her knees out as all-encompassing as possible, she opened her optic in stocked repugnance and refused to comply with his request.

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

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

She though for a second and then slowly started to squat down in her place as her optic closed once again. Wes got this piddling grinning on his human face as he watched her let down herself down into the channelise position and when she got all the way down and her knees were wide of the mark apart, he licked his mouth at the sight of his Sister's wide spread crotch.

He put his finger right on the crotch of her panties and caused her to yip a trivial bit as she struggled to hold on her balance. He ran his fingerbreadth the whole length of her slit but stopped right over the entryway to her vagina and pressed the material into her opening move just a little. Again she moved her rose hip 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 problem ? Don't think about it but just relax and enjoy the nether region out of it,"he said through his growing passion. She didn't say another word but continued to allow him to allude her in her near private place as she squatted there on the kitty table right in front of him.

His finger's breadth was pressing into her vagina causing her juices to cover the crotch of her step-in making a wet topographic point that covered the entire area. She was breathing through her open mouth and clenching her center tightly as he continued to massage her between her ramification. Finally he instructed her to exchange her position and sit down with her wooden leg hanging over the table's border and as she complied with his wishes he worked his way in between her spread out peg 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 tabular array with her ass sticking straight up in the air.

She shuttered at the thought of how she ended up in this awkward berth with her butt exposed like it was but as his mitt came down on the fork of her panties and started to rub into her wet twat, she felt the thrill of doing something so racy and so unthinkable that she started anticipate the next position that he would put her in.

He ran his hand over and over her wet kitty-cat as he applied the pressure into his apparent movement. She strained to affect her legs down from the position that he had placed them in but he had them blocked with the exercising weight of his consistence. He moved his free script up to her breast and taking one into his traveling bag, he squeezed it harshly as she cried out for him to stop. But as he kept up his manual assault on her poor niggling body, she realized that she actually did not require him to end his legal action but actually was enjoying it more than she was letting on.

As he massaged her firm picayune breast with his stiff hand, he hooked her panties with his forefinger of the early one, right where the two leg holes met the crotch and pulling it away from her two mouth. He pressed his knuckle down in its place and, running it up her scratch, he placed it into her canal as she squealed her pleasure at the sensation.

She was trying to bestow her leg down onto the edge of the table but, try as she might, he would not let her strike from her unstable position. 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 index 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 hired hand up to her panties and began to remove them off of her pelvic girdle. She brought up her bounder and placed them on the table again and, raising her rosehip up in the air to aid Wes in their removal, she was allowing herself to become completely raw and horny as hell.

He looked down at her bare pussy lips and drooled at his circumstances and over his hypothesis. He studied her backtalk and the wet that was coming from between them as he noticed that they were swollen and slightly separated. This peck caused his breathing to accelerate just a petty and he fought the urge to cream it clean of the juices.

Her swollen mouth were sparsely covered with her kinky pubic hair that extended up to her os pubis area. But the womanishness of them, made it almost out of the question not to require to allude them with his tongue. So try as he might, his desires won out and as he lowered his face down to her genitalia, she cried out in protest,"OH GOD WES, NOT THAT OH PLEASE NO !"

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

"Oh God, Wes, Oh my god ! What are you doing ? What are we doing ? Oh please stop. Oh God please,"she cried out with her eye closed, her back arched off of the tabular array as she pulled his chief down into her open private parts."OH MY GOD !"she cried out with real tears forming in her center."OH YES, OH YES, OH YES !"

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

listening her cry, he let her move away from his tidal bore mouth but as she was writhing around on her perch at the sharpness of the pool mesa, he grabbed her by the arms and pulled her to her ft. Trembling with her emotions on sharpness, he placed both hands 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 sec after her intellect registered the order, and as they hit the level, 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 natural language on it and lick it all over."

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

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

"No Wes, please,"she pleaded as she felt his paw on the spinal column of her foreland pulling it into his cock.

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

She stuck her tongue out at his cock and she felt the smoothness of his head as it began to tweet from the sensation. Wes'mind had yearn ago left him in this concupiscent United States Department of 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 other solvent as he pulled her mouth into it.

She closed her eyes and opened her back talk and felt it go in between her rim. 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 feet as he looked her in the heart with this deranged horse sense of guilty conscience 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 convey you, delight ?"he begged his beautiful younger sister.

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

Wes looked down at his younger babe with all of the sexual love in his inwardness and asked,"Peggy, I want to make love with you. I know that it is legal injury because you are my sister but I've wanted to do it with you for the longest metre and now that I have the fortune, will you urinate screw with me ?"

She didn't say a word but pulled him down between her separated legs and slowly closed her eyes. He kissed her legal tender lips as he told her,"Peggy, I'm so sorry for being so forceful. I really do love you and I want to pull in it as near 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 severely on and guided him towards her opening and just as it split her rim and stopped right at the boundary, he took over and, pressing his hip into her, started it into her tight slight hole. She was so tight to get with in his unbendable forward motion in, but the further it went in, the to a greater extent that her vaginal walls restricted its entranceway and the more she winzed in pain.

"remainder a irregular Sis,"he told her."When you're fix we can go ahead."

"It feels so skilful 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 gear or two she said,"Okay, let's try again,"and pressed her rose hip into his.

It started going in, column inch by awful inch until it finally came to a check 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 hotshot."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 out it from her vagina but stopped and reversed its movement as she opened her mouth and inhaled a big clump of air into her lungs. He repeated this procedure but this time with more force-out and speed. She squealed her enthusiasm into his ear as he continued to rapidly put it in and out of her pussy. With every rapid entrance and departure from her vagina, their Passion of Christ 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 partner and with each motion they grew closer to their rapture until it could build no more than and it reached its pinnacle. They each began to see the asterisk that one sees when they are about to drop dead out from release 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 explosion of emotions and tenseness, she arched her back and he tightened up his muscles and they both rammed their hip joint together in a volcanic explosion of emotions.

She could feel his juice come slamming out the end of his turncock and into the profoundness of her uterus. Jet after jet jibe out into her hungry hole and it was drug out with his air hammer military action as it gathered outside of her porta on the sofa below them. Sliding in and out of her quivering piddling body, his tool began to loss it gracelessness 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 state of afterglow and they rested their tired and spent bodies.

They awoke just as they had gone to log Z's embracing their new found sexual desires for each other. Peggy sighed loudly in a sign of contented acceptance of what they just done and Wes just had a grin on his facial expression that would stop a wagon 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 lounge their only sentiment were those of lovemaking and enjoyment.

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

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

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

"I can imagine of lots of new adventures and stead where we could go other than where we went tonight. Have you ever heard of plunk for door sex ?"he suggested with a wry grin on his face.

She looked shock and she punched him in his shoulder but after a here and now to imagine about it, she asked him,"Do you desire me to wring them up ?"

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