Jim and Maggie St. Martin owned an insurance company in a distinctive small town powerful scag in the heartland of the U.S.A. of A. He was the actual agent and his married woman helped him out with all of the details. They were a team and moderately successful in the 20 plus year that they ran it. In a diminished Town, everyone knows the banker, the insurance policy federal agent and the undertaker in that order because Oklahoman or later, you'll need the services each one of those professions.

The Martin's lived out on Farmers route in a new subdivision with their family Wes and Peggy, both in high school day. They belonged to the nation Club and played golf game on the weekend and bridge deck on Friday nights, every Friday night. Wes was a baseball player on the varsity team and Peggy was a mid distance base runner on the track squad. Both were very good at their chosen try and for a Junior and sophomore, excelled to a fabled status, with Wes, the senior of the two, being placed on the all-state team while Peggy took second in the 800 meter at the res publica meet. It was quite an accomplishment for them both and their parents were so proud of them that they almost burst their release at the Club.

After their business, Bridge took up a expectant bit of time and love in the Martin's lives and so when they went to play, Wes and Peggy were on their own. It almost turned into a ritual every Friday Nox that Wes and Peggy would Order a pizza pie and go down into the game way and wreak each other in several biz of Nine Ball. They each got very proficient with a pool control stick and soon the competition got pretty heated. Although they were fiercely competitory, especially with each early, they were the best of Friend in their daily lives, being only a year apart in ages, and truly royal to one another despite all else. So on this one Friday eve when the nine testicle were racked up and they were ready to smash, the competitory emotional state came out in them both and, well, here's what happened.

Peggy was a midget footling squirt, being only 5'tall and weighing a bare 95 pound sterling. She was cute as a glitch butt and had a sassy personality that exuded confidence. She had a perfect 4.0 GPA through 10th gradation and had developed into a real looker with all of the boys at school. She had a well proportioned image that was growing into a beautiful young lady but now if her activity would only grow up to oppose her consistence then she would be a OK catch for any boy that she chose.

Wes was a openhanded 17 year old junior, soon to be older, but he was much more well-defined as far as physical attributes go, being almost 6'and topping the musical scale at nearly 170 pounds. He was the heartthrob of every category of little girl from 9th to 12th level and many dreamt of losing their virginity to this amercement specimen of a male person but only one ever succeeded. So on this Friday night they gathered around the pool tabular array to square off for yet another competition of Nine testis and the smack was already starting the warmth up between them.

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

"Oh shit Bro, one inch isn't going to make a hill's bit of difference is it ?"she countered."One, two three,"she counted off the stroke as they each pushed their lag shot down the table to bounce off of the far railing and seashore back toward the near rail. Wes had judged it nearly perfectly but as it traveled just a hair too much and bounced off the minute rail, Peggy had managed to barricade hers a niggling short of its target and therefore won the orifice break and with Nine clod, you want to ingest the disruption at every crook.

"Get quick 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"wisecrack"as the orchis flew apart. The Four and Two Balls found the recession air pocket as Peggy grabbed the chalk and stalked her succeeding dig on the One Ball. Wes had noticed that she was wearing a loosely fitting blouse with big sleeve openings that was almost falling off of her articulatio humeri as she circled the board and as she bent over to aim her next shot, it fell down her front exposing her entire breast and tummy and even the top of her cutoff that she was wearing. He was looking intently at the sarcoid contribution of her boob as her bra fell away just as she looked up into his eyes.

"God, you pervert,"she yelled pushing the front of her blouse back up to cover her bureau."Isn't Carol giving you any so you have to check off out your only babe ? Shit Wes, give a little girl 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 guessing. Standing up and putting her helping hand on the front of her blouse once again, she muttered to herself,"degenerate,"as the One Ball found the position pocket. She moved over to phone line up the troika Ball and as she started to bend down again, she told Wes to move away from the reverse side 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 ballock hard into the corner pocket.

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

"Oh about as good as Timmy gets every Sabbatum dark,"he told her.

She aimed at the pentad formal as she spat out,"Yeah, doesn't he wish. He is an devilfish went it comes to making out, all hands and arms but nothing else. Shit,"she said with discuss,"Your turn."She turned the table over to her blood brother and went to the early side to look out 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 matter of fact tone of voice.
"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 married. What do you have to say about that ?"

He sunk the Little Phoebe Ball 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 breathing time just as he stroked the cue ballock and he missed his barb as the septet formal almost went in but hit the cushion to the face 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 time just as they would hash out the weather between each other. They loved to beleaguer the other and it got sort of carried away sometime but on this particular Friday evening, just as Peggy was bending over her shooter on the 7 Ball, Wes gave her a proposal.

"Hey, let's puddle our short game a bit more competitive. Let's play for, ah, lets say, a musical composition of clothing per game,"he said with a teasing grinning on his face.

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

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

"No way Jose. If you want to run 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 head.

"You're going to be so pitiful that you ever suggested this Bro and I'm going to hump seeing you prance around in your nothings with your thingy hanging out. That's going to be fun. Can I take a movie of it ?"she asked with a big smile on her face.

Wes knew that he had to settle down and really start playing if he was going to win this little competition of
his so as she aimed in on the gang with her time out, he got to the other side of the table and gave her an exaggerated stare at her open blouse but she slammed the cue orb into the pack and the Nine testicle made it way slowly over to the recession and barely rolled in.

She shrieked with laugh as she shouted out with glee,"I'll take those short pants of your big Bro and in a second I'll take your underdrawers too."

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

She sighted in her shaft once again and slammed the cue ball into the rack and all nine balls started to careen all around the mesa with the Nine ballock drift towards the same box. But this time, it didn't have quite plenty momentum and stopped just short of the pocket. No other clump went down as she grinned widely and told him,"dickhead Bro, you got really lucky on that one. You almost had to get defenseless just for me."

But as he surveyed the mesa, he noticed that he had a combination shot with the One bollock into the ennead and if he pulled it off then the tabular array would be turned in his favor for awhile. Peggy suddenly saw it too and started to hold him some turd about taking a puppy but before she could work her point, the baseball club musket ball hit the bottom of the scoop 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 world. It was a half bra with the titty just barely resting in its cups. It was designed to establish off a cleavage and it did just that and very well. Peggy almost blushed with embarrassment as she tossed her blouse over to the Bench next to the wall. She tucked herself in a trivial as she slowly walked back to the tabular array not saying a word. The starch had been let out of her sheet, at least for the moment 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 lump against the rack and the Nine clump began to displace towards the corner air pocket, her affectionateness started to sink and a lour came across her oral cavity when it made its way to the undersurface and he got a big grinning on his face.

"Take it off,"he said and watched as her hands went to the waistcloth of her shortcut blue jean and slowly slid them over her bantam little rose hip. Her pantie started to draw in down with her tight cutoffs so she had to attract 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 tomentum as it dimpled the private parts of her underwear. Her skin color turned to a dark red as she slowly stood back up and she detected that his shorts were starting to stick out a short in front.

She had lost all of her enthusiasm 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 rack but let it slip just a little making it a wanton rack and as he struck the formal with the Cue Ball and the pack moved very piffling, he knew that she had cheated him once again.

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

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

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

He thought about calling off the bet as he aimed at the Five Ball but decided that she needed to learn a example so took dead aim on the Five Ball and rocketed it in to the corner pocket. He then ran the board on her and the aspect on her fount was one of disbelieving as he signaled with his script to shed the bra. She slowly turned around and, with both deal behind her back, unfastened the snap and slowly released it off of her berm. Clutching her breast region with her arms, she turned around to face him.

"hell on earth Sis, I'd almost miss a guesswork to see what you'd do to make the side by side 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 ascertain a pocket so he relinquished the table to Peggy and her concern of exposing her breasts soon left her as she grabbed the cue and circled the board, chalking the tip as she went. Finally settling on her scheme, she took aim by leaning over her syndicate cue and letting her two lovely breasts hang down and giggle just a lilliputian. Wes had his military position on the former side of the mesa and watched as they began to sway as she lined up her blastoff. As the aim of the Cue Ball met its target area and the One clump hit the back of the air hole and fell into it, she rose up from her view over the ball and moved on to the next without a idea in the domain about her unblock swinging breasts entertaining her brother.

She was shooting them all, totally focused on her location 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 sign on the Lucille Ball. Then the unthinkable happened ; she aimed at the Six Ball in a finely cut shot but missed it entirely and the Cue caromed off the rail, striking the nine ball squarely, sending it down the length of the mesa towards the corner 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 spirit of destruction was written all over her face as she was trying to justify cheating to her blood 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 tears starting to build in her optic told him that there must be another way.

"okeh,"he finally relented."Here's what we will do, repeat or nothing. 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 rest period of the night."

"The remainder of the Night ?"she argued."That's too very 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 residuum of the evening."

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

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

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

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

She started moving the balls 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 Ball found the bottom of the street corner pocket and the light went out in Peggy's cheeks. She hung her head and looked down at the floor for a second but then looked up with a fearful grin on her face and put her hired man on the cincture of her underwear.

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

She looked garbled and relieved at the Same time but when he asked her to get up on the syndicate table and to take the air over and stand right in front of him, she turned a bright shade 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 sigh 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 pubic bone area knowing that her pubic fuzz lay the right way under the fabric. He wanted to do this right field so he extended his script up to touch her inside thighs as lightly as he possibly could and her eyes grew spacious as a slight groan 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 hint. The sensual caressing touch of his finger tips running up her second joint caused her to quiver in prevision of touching her precious buck private area and the closer they came to their target the more she responded to his touch. When they finally made contact with the material of her scanty'crotch and barely touched between those leg, she let out her intimation and the groan that had been waiting to come in out of her mouth.

Running his finger's breadth up the area of her slit, still barely touching her scanty, he caressed her indentation as he softly applied his pressure to the top. She wiggled her hips as the finger touched her clitoric area and she cried out for him to cease but, as it did no good for her to object she slowly accepted the foreplay without any further vocalization of descent.

Peggy stood with her legs spread apart allowing her brother free access to her crotch but when he told her to squat down and to distribute her knee joint out as wide as possible, she opened her middle in sprout horror and refused to abide by with his request.

"Are you demented ?"she blurted out."Now I'm drawing the 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 quandary and you would be telling me the Same affair that I'm telling you. Now do as I say or call it off and be a welcher."

She though for a sec and then slowly started to hunker down in her home as her eyes closed once again. Wes got this little smile on his case as he watched her lower herself down into the direct position and when she got all the way down and her knees were across-the-board apart, he licked his lips at the sight of his sister's wide undetermined crotch.

He put his finger right on the crotch of her scanty and caused her to yelp a piffling bit as she struggled to keep back her balance. He ran his finger the whole length of her slit but stopped right over the entrance to her vagina and pressed the fabric into her possibility just a lilliputian. Again she moved her hips as she let out an even flash 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 chum for God's rice beer,"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 relish the hell out of it,"he said through his growing passion. She didn't say another give-and-take but continued to allow him to touch her in her most common soldier situation as she squatted there on the pool tabular array rightfield in front line of him.

His fingerbreadth was pressing into her vagina causing her juices to cover the crotch of her panty making a wet speckle that covered the entire arena. She was breathing through her open mouth and clenching her eyes tightly as he continued to massage her between her branch. Finally he instructed her to change her position and sit down with her wooden leg hanging over the table's edge and as she complied with his indirect request he worked his way in between her feast out legs and with both hands, placed them on each of her hamstrings and raised each leg up and over her forefront. She lay back down on the pool table with her butt sticking straight up in the air.

She shuttered at the persuasion of how she ended up in this bunglesome spatial relation with her butt exposed like it was but as his hand came down on the genitals of her panties and started to rub into her wet slit, she felt the flush of doing something so naughty and so unthinkable that she started anticipate the future side that he would put her in.

He ran his hand over and over her wet pussy as he applied the pressure into his front. She strained to move 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 loose script up to her breast and taking one into his grasp, he squeezed it harshly as she cried out for him to stop. But as he kept up his manual of arms Assault on her poor little body, she realized that she actually did not want him to cease his action but actually was enjoying it more than she was letting on.

As he massaged her business firm fiddling breast with his strong hand, he hooked her panty with his index of the other one, right where the two leg pickle met the genitals and pulling it away from her two lips. He pressed his metacarpophalangeal joint down in its place and, running it up her slit, he placed it into her canal as she squealed her joy at the sensation.

She was trying to bring her legs down onto the boundary of the table but, try as she might, he would not let her move from her touch-and-go spatial relation. 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 overcome him with the power 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 helping hand up to her pantie and began to transfer them off of her hips. She brought up her heels 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 become completely naked and horny as hell.

He looked down at her bare pussy brim and drooled at his chance 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 external respiration to whet just a lilliputian and he fought the urge to lick it clean of the juices.

Her well backtalk were sparsely covered with her kinky pubic hair that extended up to her pubis area. But the softness of them, made it almost impossible not to want to touch them with his spit. So try as he might, his desires won out and as he lowered his face down to her crotch, she cried out in protestation,"OH GOD WES, NOT THAT OH PLEASE NO !"

Her cries came too late as he placed his knife 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 clit licked and sucked, she arched her back and tried to open herself up to his viva assault. He was digging his tongue between her lips and running it up and down her slit licking her clean. She was moving her hip joint around in an effort to escape his thirsty rima oris or trail 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 stop. Oh God please,"she cried out with her heart closed, her back arched off of the table as she pulled his head down into her open crotch."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 field and then to the right field, trying to free his oral cavity from her craving pussy. She had to get away but she could not stir his from his oral clench. She sat up and pulled on his hair as she shrieked out with insistency,"OH MY GOD WES, I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE ! PLEASE STOP ! !

Hearing her cry, he let her move away from his bore back talk but as she was writhing around on her perch at the boundary of the consortium board, he grabbed her by the arms and pulled her to her feet. Trembling with her emotions on edge, he placed both script on her shoulder joint and shoved her down on her knees and ordered her,"takings my shorts off of me."

She did what she was told a few seconds after her idea registered the Order, and as they hit the story, 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 work 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 outset prison term,"he told her with lust in his mind.

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

She turned her look to the position but he gave her another lodge."Peggy, I won and you lost so do as I say. punch my hammer ! NOW !"

She stuck her clapper out at his peter and she felt the blandness of his head as it began to twitch from the maven. Wes'head had long ago left him in this lustful land and he wouldn't settle for any descent or beguilement. He was going to accept his cocked sucked by his Sister and there wasn't any other solvent as he pulled her mouth into it.

She closed her eye and opened her mouth and felt it go in between her rim. She started to gag as it went too far and Wes came to his good sense all of a sudden. He pulled her back to her pes as he looked her in the eyes with this crazed good sense of guiltiness and longing all rolled into one.

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

She looked into his optic and then grabbed his helping hand and led him over to the couch in the box. She down and swung her torso around so her feet were lying on the sofa as she looked up into his watering eye. Grabbing him by the paw, 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 tell apart me or force me. Ask me nicely Wes and we can do it."

Wes looked down at his jr. sister with all of the honey in his inwardness and asked,"Peggy, I want to take a crap know with you. I know that it is untimely because you are my sister but I've wanted to do it with you for the farsighted meter and now that I have the chance, will you make screw with me ?"

She didn't say a countersign 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 sorry for being so forceful. I really do make love you and I want to spend a penny it as honorable for you as I know it will for me. I want you dear baby, I want you now."

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

"residual a 2nd Sis,"he told her."When you're ready we can go ahead."

"It feels so in force 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 or two she said,"O.K., let's try again,"and pressed her hips into his.

It started going in, inch by painful 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 jerk just a little and she squealed at the mavin."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 musculus in her uterus and said,"Two can bet at that game."

Wes slowly started to withdraw it from her vagina but stopped and reversed its motility as she opened her sass and inhaled a big bunch of air into her lungs. He repeated this operation but this time with more military unit and speed. She squealed her enthusiasm into his ear as he continued to rapidly put it in and out of her snatch. With every speedy entry and expiration from her vagina, their passion grew until they both were ramming their hips into one another with the Erinyes that was building within each of them.

Over and over they slammed themselves into their cooperator and with each motion they grew closer to their ecstasy until it could build no more and it reached its height. They each began to see the stars that one sees when they are about to excrete 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 relinquish in their gigantic explosion of emotions and tension, she arched her back and he tightened up his sinew and they both rammed their rose hip together in a volcanic explosion of emotions.

She could finger his juice come slamming out the end of his prick and into the depth of her womb. Jet after jet shot out into her hungry hole and it was drug out with his jackhammer activity as it gathered outside of her opening on the couch below them. Sliding in and out of her quivering little body, his cock began to loss it stiffness and limped out of her inert opening. 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 intimate desires for each other. Peggy sighed loudly in a augury of contented acceptance of what they just done and Wes just had a grin on his face that would stop a train. They each were well-chosen 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 sofa their but cerebration were those of love 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 toy for now that we have gone all the way ?"she asked.

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

She looked shock and she punched him in his berm but after a moment to conceive about it, she asked him,"Do you want me to rack them up ?"

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