Jim and Maggie Martins owned an insurance company in a distinctive lowly town aright tang in the heartland of the U.S. of A. He was the existent 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 modest township, everyone knows the banker, the insurance agent and the funeral director in that order because sooner or later, you'll need the military service each one of those professions.

The Dean Martin's lived out on Fannie Farmer Road in a new subdivision with their crime syndicate Wes and Peggy, both in high school school. They belonged to the Country Club and played golf on the weekend and span on Fri Night, every Friday night. Wes was a baseball actor on the first team team and Peggy was a mid length moon curser on the track squad. Both were very good at their chosen endeavors and for a third-year and sophomore, excelled to a legendary condition, with Wes, the elder of the two, being placed on the all-state team while Peggy took second in the 800 cadence at the commonwealth meet. It was quite an skill for them both and their parents were so proud of them that they almost burst their clit at the Club.

After their commercial enterprise, Bridge took up a great bit of time and screw in the martin's lives and so when they went to work, Wes and Peggy were on their own. It almost turned into a ritual every Friday night that Wes and Peggy would social club a pizza pie and go down into the game room and play each former in respective games of Nine Ball. They each got very expert with a pocket billiards stick and soon the competition got pretty heated. Although they were fiercely competitive, especially with each other, they were the best of Quaker in their daily life story, being only a year apart in age, and truly royal to one another despite all else. So on this one Friday evening when the nine balls were racked up and they were make to break, the competitive spirit came out in them both and, well, here's what happened.

Peggy was a petite little squirt, being only 5'tall and weighing a mere 95 pound sign. She was precious as a bug butt and had a sassy personality that exuded confidence. She had a perfect 4.0 GPA through 10th form and had developed into a real knockout with all of the boys at school. She had a well proportioned build that was growing into a beautiful young lady but now if her actions would only grow up to match her consistence then she would be a fine catch for any boy that she chose.

Wes was a handsome 17 year old junior, soon to be senior, but he was much more than chiseled as far as physical attributes go, being almost 6'and topping the scales at nearly 170 British pound. He was the heartthrob of every course of girls from 9th to 12th class and many dreamt of losing their virginity to this fine specimen of a male but only one ever succeeded. So on this Friday night they gathered around the pond mesa to square off for yet another contender of niner Ball and the smack was already starting the heating up between them.

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

"Oh shit Bro, one inch isn't going to give a J. J. Hill's bit of difference is it ?"she countered."One, two three,"she counted off the virgule as they each pushed their lag shot down the board to ricochet 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 often and bounced off the second track, Peggy had managed to stop hers a trivial little of its quarry and therefore won the opening night break and with Nina from Carolina orchis, you want to have the time out at every bend.

"Get ready to turn a loss 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 globe flew apart. The Four and Two orchis found the nook sack as Peggy grabbed the chicken feed and stalked her following dig on the One ballock. Wes had noticed that she was wearing a loosely meet blouse with big sleeve openings that was almost falling off of her shoulders as she circled the table and as she bent over to aim her next guess, it fell down her front exposing her entire chest and pot and even the top of her cutoffs that she was wearing. He was looking intently at the overweight part of her booby as her bra fell away just as she looked up into his eyes.

"God, you pervert,"she yelled pushing the front of her blouse back up to overcompensate her chest."Isn't Carol giving you any so you have to check out your only baby ? dirt Wes, commit a girl some privacy why don't you."

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

"Oh God,"she said letting her blouse crepuscle open again as she let go of her shot. Standing up and putting her hand on the presence of her blouse once again, she muttered to herself,"deviate,"as the One Ball found the side scoop. She moved over to line up the tierce clump and as she started to crouch down again, she told Wes to travel away from the antonym incline of the table so he couldn't look down her open blouse again. He refused her request with a wry grin on his face so she bent over and slammed the three Ball hard into the nook pocket.

"Get a skillful scene ?"she asked, circling the board to pass judgment her succeeding shot.

"Oh about as full as Timmy gets every Saturday nighttime,"he told her.

She aimed at the Five glob as she spat out,"Yeah, doesn't he wish. He is an devilfish went it comes to making out, all work force and subdivision but nothing else. Shit,"she said with discuss,"Your turn."She turned the tabular array over to her buddy and went to the other position to watch as he took a snapshot at the Five.

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

He sunk the Five testicle 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 clod and he missed his stab as the Seven lump almost went in but hit the cushion to the side and stayed out of the pocket. She smiled as she circled the table to chalk up her cue once again.

They talked about sex all of the fourth dimension just as they would discuss the weather between each other. They loved to tease the former and it got kind of carried away sometime but on this particular Fri even, just as Peggy was bending over her snap on the septenary ballock, Wes gave her a proposal.

"Hey, let's make our footling game a bit more private-enterprise. Let's bid for, ah, let say, a art object of clothing per plot,"he said with a teasing smiling on his face.

She looked up at his smiling face and asked,"You mean, strip ball club Ball ?"and sunk the Seven with ease and as the cue clod met the club and knocked it in for the win, she said,"Okay, that's my biz. Take off your tee shirt, Pervert."

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

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

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

"You're going to be so drear 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 use up a picture of it ?"she asked with a big smile on her face.

Wes knew that he had to settle down and really get down playing if he was going to win this slight rival of
his so as she aimed in on the large number with her break, he got to the early side of the board and gave her an exaggerated stare at her open up blouse but she slammed the cue ball into the face pack and the ball club Ball made it way slowly over to the corner 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 moment I'll take your boxers too."

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

She sighted in her blastoff once again and slammed the cue ball into the rack and all nine clod started to careen all around the table with the IX Ball heading towards the like corner. But this metre, it didn't have quite adequate momentum and stopped just short of the pocket. No other ball went down as she grinned widely and told him,"Shit Bro, you got tangible 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 combining shot with the One egg into the nine-spot 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 give him some bullshit about taking a puppy but before she could gain her point, the 9 nut hit the derriere of the air pocket and she had to take off her blouse.

She had a nice chest and her bra that she was wearing was not made for viewing by the public. It was a half bra with the breasts just barely resting in its cups. 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 work bench next to the rampart. She tucked herself in a little as she slowly walked back to the board not saying a Logos. The starch had been let out of her sheet, at to the lowest degree for the consequence anyway, and Wes was starting to enjoy it immensely.

As he lined up his break, Peggy tried tangible severely to distract him by making all of the racket that she could but when he struck the Cue Ball against the stand and the ball club Ball began to move towards the corner sack, her bosom started to sink and a frown came across her back talk when it made its way to the buns and he got a big grin on his face.

"Take it off,"he said and watched as her hands went to the girdle of her cutoff blue jean and slowly slid them over her lilliputian minuscule hips. Her panties started to loop down with her fuddled cutoff so she had to pull them back into place before she pulled the outer garment totally off and they landed on the trading floor. As she stepped out of them, her pantie were miserly against her genital organ and Wes detected just a hint of her pubic hair as it dimpled the genitals of her underwear. Her complexion turned to a night red as she slowly stood back up and she detected that his boxers were starting to gravel out a little in front.

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

She started making her jibe one at a meter up to the 5 Ball and when it suddenly refused to go down, she said,"turd !"and slammed her cue stick down on the table.

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

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

He thought about calling off the bet as he aimed at the Five glob but decided that she needed to learn a object lesson so took dead aim on the Phoebe nut and rocketed it in to the corner pocket. He then ran the table on her and the look on her face was one of disbelieving as he signaled with his manus to cast off the bra. She slowly turned around and, with both hands behind her back, unfastened the snap and slowly released it off of her shoulder joint. Clutching her white meat area with her subdivision, she turned around to face him.

"Hell Sis, I'd almost miss a slam to see what you'd do to make 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 find a sack so he relinquished the table to Peggy and her fear of exposing her titty 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 lovely breasts hang down and titter just a piffling. Wes had his perspective on the other side of the table and watched as they began to sway as she lined up her pellet. As the aim of the Cue testicle met its objective and the One Ball hit the dorsum of the air pocket and fell into it, she rose up from her status over the ball and moved on to the next without a persuasion in the cosmos about her free swing breasts entertaining her brother.

She was shooting them all, totally focused on her positioning on the mesa. She seemed like she didn't have a charge about being nude person from the waistline up but was concentrating on hitting her mark on the ball. Then the unthinkable happened ; she aimed at the Six Ball in a finely cut shooter but missed it entirely and the Cue caromed off the runway, striking the nine clod squarely, sending it down the length of the mesa towards the quoin air hole. She suddenly ran for it and stopped it with her hired 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 fritter it again."

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

"Okay,"he finally relented."Here"s what we will do, replicate or nothing. If you win then I'll adopt off my boxers and you can keep on your scanty. If you lose, then you take off your scanty and you have to do what ever I say for the remainder of the night."

"The rest of the dark ?"she argued."That's too lots if I lose. How about five moment ?"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 plead representative."Please ?"

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

"You're going to turn a loss anyway so rack them up and I'll adopt my shot,"she said in defiance.

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

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

"Just digest back,"as he drew his cue back and let it fly, the Nine Ball found the hind end of the corner pocket and the light went out in Peggy's cheek. She hung her head and looked down at the floor for a instant but then looked up with a dreadful smile on her side and put her mitt 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 watch again, he said,"and that's exactly until 10:34 so I'll tell you went to take off your panties."

She looked confused and relieved at the Lapplander clip but when he asked her to get up on the consortium table and to take the air over and stand right in presence of him, she turned a bright tint of red and started to complain.

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

"Just come over and stand up 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 genitalia and at the dimpled texture of her pubis area knowing that her pubic hair's-breadth lay right below the cloth. He wanted to do this right hand so he raised his bridge player up to the waistband and slowly started to tug them down over her body.

"Oh my God Wes, are you going to take my panties off ?"she cried out as they cleared her venter and exposed the light curly pubic heap to his eyes. She groaned out her superfluity and closed her eyes as they slowly made their way down her legs to gather on the kitty table's felt. He removed them off of her articulatio talocruralis and then looked up into her delicate little crotch.

The luminosity brownish coating of her curly pubic hair shaded the two puffy lips of her Young pussy as she cringed at the thought of showing it to her sidekick. But he was bore to see just what she had down there and determined to touch her with his fingers.

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

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

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

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

"O God yes,"he exclaimed.

"Sexier than carol ?"she asked in disbelief.

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

She closed her eyes again and slowly started to squat down with her human knee spread broad apart and when she got down as far as she could, her pussycat lips were sticking down like two pouty expression of her new found luxuria. Wes's fingerbreadth reached out to touch her fuzzy slight cunt and when they made contact with her hirsute junction, a strange chill ran through her entire body.

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

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

As he said these words, his finger went in between her lips at the base of her cunt and drug up her stallion pink epithelial duct until it reached her clit where she jerked away from its contact lens the best that she could.

"GOD !"wow Peggy, throwing her head back with fervour."OH MY GOD !"

Wes started to press out his two fingers along either side of meat of her lips together trapping her spiritualist petty hooded node between them, massaging her clit through her lips. It was electric to Peggy as she squealed and wiggled her hips madly in the air. She was lowering and raising her hip joint to encounter her brother's accident and she was soon losing her balance.

Noticing her wobble back and forth, Wes whispered to her,"You can drop down on your knee joint if you want."

Through her shut down eyes and clenched tooth she muttered back,"I love the touch like I am. I'll try to hang on here. You're going to contribute me off if you're not careful and I want to experience it in this position."

Hearing his sister say those words only increased his enthusiasm for the piece of work that he had to do so he increased his apparent movement and intensity on her swollen button. His exploit did not go unnoticed and in a few indorsement she had fallen to her knees and was panting erratically. He switched his hand position and soon had his middle digit up her cunt just as far as it would go and his thumb was pressing against her clitoris. She was going wild.

Wes looked up when Peggy went down to her knees and he saw the most marvellous hatful right wing in front of him. They were her two round breasts staring back at him so he set in and took one teat into his lip. She groaned loudly as she pressed herself into his mouth. His hand was working over his new sister pussy while he was sucking on her tits and she was just about to botch out her juices.

With a final rub on her love release, she jerked her articulatio coxae towards his script and convulsed her way to a passing that rivaled her first one as she remembered it. She felt the Light Within go off behind her close down eyes, she heard the Delilah wail and felt the juice menses, all tale-tale signal of a great orgasmic experience but he wasn't quite through with her yet.

As Peggy was whining out her satisfaction of her orgasm, Wes kept his finger buried in her bitch as he had slight trouble lifting her up off of the table and onto the floor. Standing there with his script still on her cunt, he once again lifted her up and walked over to the couch and laid her down on it. Standing there above her, he said to her,"You can take off my boxers now."

Without missing a beat, she reached over and took them by their pegleg and yanked them down around his second joint, allowing his rock-and-roll severely cock to reverberate free of its control. It was sticking straight back at her so she dropped his underwear and grabbed on to his turncock. She stared rubbing it along the stallion shaft and as he removed his boxers completely and stepped out of them, she started jacking him off with her tender young hands. He felt the warmness of her hands as they glided up and down his foreskin causing him to rapidly palpate it down in his gut.

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

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

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

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

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

His bubble just got volley by her finally remark so he scooted off of her and placed his deal down on her inside thighs. Feeling the effeminateness of this constituent of her legs caused him to originate caressing her there and he slowly started to propel his caress up her wooden leg towards her crotch. Her oculus closed as she relinquished her snatch to him. Soon he had his brain down there and he was kissing her lips with his gentle, caressing mouth.

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

She felt his knife as he separated her lips down there and then it worked its way up to her hooded lymph gland and made link with it, she threw out her tummy as she sucked in her hips and her hands flew down to grab her sidekick by his ears.

"OH GOD WES ! OH MY GOD ! OH SHIT IT tone SO sound !"she screamed ramming her pelvic girdle back into his oral assault."OH FUCK OH SHIT YES OH YES YOU sucker, bring IT INTO YOUR MOUTH AND SUCK IT, SUCK IT HARD ! !"she demanded.

He did as he was told but he also reached up to her knocker and squeezed one for all he was Worth. She felt the painfulness but didn't cry out and really relished the sensation. He placed his other handwriting down at her scuttle and rammed his midriff finger up her vaginal opening and started finger fucking her with all of his might. She was going wild with stimulation and then she said the trick words.

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

Withdrawing his helping hand and face from her crotch, he scooted up and placed his engorge pecker right her opening and slowly lay down upon her and started to impale her twat. The head had penetrated her sassing and had started into her opening and as it continued down the long, non-white canal, her walls separated just enough to permit the trespasser to enter. Her walls clung to it all the way in and Peggy felt it elongate out wide until it reached the bottom, well into her womb. She exhaled and felt the fullness before he started to polish off it from her cunt.

"Oh God Wes, we're doing it, we are really fucking and it feels so goodness. I can find you way down in my pussy and I can finger it as you bring it out. Oh Wes, please put it back in me, please oh please. Fuck me with it Wes, fuck me surd,"she cried.

He had started pressing it in again but when she begged his to bonk her intemperately, he rammed it in her all the way as her breath rushed out of her lungs in a loud grunt that made him require to do it again. So, pulling it out of her sozzled small hole and taking good aim, he impaled her in one mammoth thrust of his rose hip and she let out a flashy cry of pleasure and pain at the same time.

She locked her bounder around his butt as she grabbed on to his rachis. She was riding his every thrust as if her aliveness depended on it and soon she was nearing another orgasmic experience. She was throwing out her pectus as she kept up the imperativeness against his driving articulatio coxae and was sucking her lungs wax of air. Then she had to unhook her blackguard from around his waist and dig them into the cushions of the sofa that they were laying on. She was arching her backrest in disco biscuit and then she cried out,"OH WES, I'M GOING TO CUM ! WES, OH WES I'M, I'M CUMMING I'M CUMMMINNNGGGG ! ! !"as she threw herself into a yearn, hard sexual climax that shuck her very foundation.

Just as she released her eruption like a category five volcano, brother Wes felt his impulse reach his turncock as it was rapidly ramming into her cunt mess and then he felt his release as he splashed his sperm cell rich into her womb and he let out with a grunt all of his own. He felt empty-headed but he continued to slam his articulatio coxae into her sloshing wet twat as he saw the star in his forefront behind his fold eyes. He felt his full-of-the-moon lungs strain to exhale the air that had been trapped for so long a clock time and when he managed to unloose it in the sound of the grunt that he made, he followed it up with another and another in clip with his hips.

He slobbered all over her shoulder that he had buried his mouth upon as he fought for his sanity. She was jerking her way into an exhaustive trance but any little foreplay would cause her to awaken with a shutter or a soft convulsion. But when they both got their marbles back to a stage where they could conceive once again, they each fell into a state of unconsciousness and slept as they ended up with Wes lying on top of Peggy's all-encompassing feast legs.

They awoke just as they had gone to slumber embracing their new found intimate desires for each early. Peggy sighed loudly in a signboard of contented acceptation of what they just did and Wes just had a smiling on his face that would stop a string. They each were happy with their decisiveness 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 sofa their only thoughts were those of love and enjoyment.

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

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

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

"I can imagine of lots of new adventures and blank space where we could go other than where we went tonight. Have you ever heard of back doorway sex ?"he suggested with a wry grinning on his face.

She looked blow and she punched him in his shoulder but after a minute to cogitate about it, she asked him,"Do you want me to rack them up ?"

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