Taking a suggestion from the coments page, I've rewritten some of this story and am reposting it.
Jim and Maggie Martins owned an insurance company in a typical small town right smack in the heartland of the U.S. of A. He was the actual agent 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 insurance agent and the mortician in that order because sooner or later, you’ll need the services each one of those professions.
The Martin’s lived out on Farmers Road in a new subdivision with their family Wes and Peggy, both in high school. They belonged to the Country Club and played golf on the weekend and Bridge on Friday nights, every Friday night. Wes was a baseball player on the varsity team and Peggy was a mid distance runner on the track team. Both were very good 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 second in the 800 meter at the state meet. It was quite an accomplishment for them both and their parents were so proud of them that they almost burst their buttons at the Club.
After their business, Bridge took up a great bit of time and 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 night that Wes and Peggy would order a pizza and go down into the game room and play each other in several games of Nine Ball. They each got very good with a pool stick and soon the competition got pretty heated. Although they were fiercely competitive, especially with each other, they were the best of friends 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 evening when the nine balls were racked up and they were ready to break, the competitive spirit came out in them both and, well, here’s what happened.
Peggy was a tiny little squirt, being only 5’ tall and weighing a mere 95 pounds. She was cute 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 looker with all of the boys at school. She had a well proportioned figure that was growing into a beautiful young lady but now if her actions would only grow up to match her body 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 chiseled as far as physical attributes go, being almost 6’ and topping the scales at nearly 170 pounds. He was the heartthrob of every class of girls from 9th to 12th grade and many dreamt of losing their virginity to this fine specimen of a male but only one ever succeeded. So on this Friday night they gathered around the pool table to square off for yet another competition of Nine Ball and the smack was already starting the heat up between them.
“Get your ball behind the line,” Wes said as he noticed that Peggy was trying to cheat on the lag. “God, Sis, I can’t trust 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 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 much and bounced off the second rail, Peggy had managed to stop hers a little short of its target and therefore won the opening break and with Nine Ball, you want to have the break at every turn.
“Get ready to lose again Bro because I feel it coming on tonight,” Peggy said as she let the cue fly at the rack and it met it with a “crack” as the balls flew apart. The Four and Two Balls found the corner pocket as Peggy grabbed the chalk and stalked her next shot 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 shoulders as she circled the table and as she bent over to aim her next shot, 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 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 front of her blouse back up to cover her chest. “Isn’t Carol giving you any so you have to check out your only sister? Shit Wes, give a 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 shot. Standing up and putting her hand on the front of her blouse once again, she muttered to herself, “Pervert,” as the One Ball found the side pocket. She moved over to line up the Three Ball and as she started to bend 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 grin on his face so she bent over and slammed the Three Ball hard into the corner pocket.
“Get a nice view?” she asked, circling the table to judge her next 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 arms but nothing else. Shit,” she said with discuss, “Your turn.” She turned the table over to her brother and went to the other side to watch 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.
“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 married. What do you have to say about that?”
He sunk the Five 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 breath just as he stroked the cue ball and he missed his shot as the Seven Ball 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 time just as they would discuss the weather between each other. They loved to tease the other and it got kind of carried away sometime but on this particular Friday evening, just as Peggy was bending over her shot on the Seven Ball, Wes gave her a proposal.
“Hey, let’s make our little game a bit more competitive. Let’s play for, ah, lets say, a piece of clothing per game,” he said with a teasing smile on his face.
She looked up at his smiling face 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. 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 play 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 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 picture 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 pack with her break, he got to the other side of the table and gave her an exaggerated stare at her open 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 shorts of your big Bro and in a second I’ll take your boxers too.”
Wes slipped his shorts off of his hips and wondered if it had been such a good idea to suggest this game. “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 rack and all nine balls started to careen all around the table with the Nine Ball heading towards the same corner. But this time, it didn’t have quite enough momentum and stopped just short of the pocket. No other ball went down as she grinned widely and told him, “Shit Bro, you got real lucky on that one. You almost had to get naked just for me.”
But as he surveyed the table, he noticed that he had a combination shot with the One Ball into the Nine 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 puppy but before she could make her point, the Nine Ball hit the bottom of the 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 bench next to the wall. She tucked herself in a little as she slowly walked back to the table not saying a word. The starch had been let out of her sails, at least 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 noise that she could but when he struck the Cue Ball against the rack and the Nine Ball began to move towards the corner pocket, her heart 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 hands went to the waistband of her cutoff jeans and slowly slid them over her tiny little hips. Her panties started to curl down with her tight cutoffs so she had to pull them back into place before she pulled the outer garment totally off and they landed on the floor. As she stepped out of them, her panties were tight against her crotch and Wes detected just a hint of her pubic hair as it dimpled the crotch of her underwear. Her complexion turned to a 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 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 slide just a little making it a loose rack and as he struck the balls 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 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 easy,” Wes said in a chastising tone. “This is supposed to be fun.”
“Just shoot damn it!” she shot back and stomped to the other side of the table.
He thought about calling off the bet as he aimed at the Five Ball but decided that she needed to learn a lesson so took dead aim on the Five Ball 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 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 arms, she turned around to face him.
“Hell Sis, I’d almost miss a shot 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 pocket so he relinquished the table to Peggy and her fear of exposing her breasts soon left her as she grabbed the cue and circled the table, chalking the tip as she went. Finally settling on her strategy, she took aim by leaning over her pool cue and letting her two lovely breasts hang down and giggle just a little. Wes had his position on the other side of the table and watched as they began to sway as she lined up her shot. As the aim of the Cue Ball met its target and the One Ball hit the back of the pocket and fell into it, she rose up from her position over the ball and moved on to the next without a thought in the world about her free swinging breasts entertaining her brother.
She was shooting them all, totally focused on her position 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 mark on the balls. 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 table towards the corner pocket. She suddenly ran for it and stopped it with her hand.
“I didn’t mean to do that,” she said immediately. “It didn’t go in… I mean it wouldn’t have gone in would it? Oh Wes, let me shoot it again.”
The look of devastation was written all over her face as she was trying to justify cheating to her 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 eyes told him that there must be another way.
“Okay,” he finally relented. “Here’s what we will do, double 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 of the night.”
“The rest of the night?” she argued. “That’s too much if I lose. How about five minutes?” she asked.
“No way,” I countered. “I’ve won already but I’m just having some sympathy for you. No Peggy, it’s got to be for the rest of the evening.”
“An hour?” she said in a pleading voice. “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 rack 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 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 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 dreadful smile on her face and put her hands 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 same time but when he asked her to get up on the pool table and to walk 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 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 pubis area knowing that her pubic hair lay right under the fabric. He wanted to do this right so he extended his hands up to touch her inner thighs as lightly as he possibly could and her eyes grew wide as a slight moan came out of her mouth.
She endured his pleasurable contact to the sensitive place on her legs as her eyes slowly closed and she took in a deep breath. The sensual caressing touch of his finger tips running up her thighs caused her to quiver in anticipation of touching her precious 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 panties’ crotch and barely touched between those legs, she let out her breath and the groan that had been waiting to come out of her mouth.
Running his finger up the area of her slit, still barely touching her panties, he caressed her indentation as he softly applied his pressure to the top. She wiggled her hips as the finger touched her clitoral area and she cried out for him to stop but, as it did no good for her to object she slowly accepted the stimulation 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 spread her knees out as wide as possible, she opened her eyes in stocked horror 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 crotch like that. No, it would be too embarrassing.”
“Peggy,” Wes reasoned with her, “you lost and I won so if you want to welch on the agreement then go ahead, but remember that if you had won I would be in your predicament and you would be telling me the same thing that I’m telling 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 little smile on his face as he watched her lower herself down into the directed position and when she got all the way down and her knees were wide apart, he licked his lips at the sight of his sister’s wide open crotch.
He put his finger right on the crotch of her panties and caused her to yelp a little bit as she struggled to keep 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 opening just a little. Again she moved her hips 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 hell out of it,” he said through his growing passion. She didn’t say another word but continued to allow him to touch her in her most private place as she squatted there on the pool table right in front of him.
His finger was pressing into her vagina causing her juices to cover the crotch of her panties making a wet spot that covered the entire area. She was breathing through her open mouth and clenching her eyes tightly as he continued to massage her between her legs. Finally he instructed her to change her position and sit down with her legs hanging over the table’s edge and as she complied with his wishes he worked his way in between her spread out legs 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 table with her butt sticking straight up in the air.
She shuttered at the thought of how she ended up in this awkward position with her butt exposed like it was but as his hand came down on the crotch of her panties and started to rub into her wet pussy, she felt the thrill of doing something so naughty 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 pussy as he applied the pressure into his movement. 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 free hand up to her breast and taking one into his grip, he squeezed it harshly as she cried out for him to stop. But as he kept up his manual assault on her 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 firm little breast with his strong hand, he hooked her panties with his forefinger of the other one, right where the two leg holes 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 precarious 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 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 hands up to her panties and began to remove 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 lips and drooled at his luck and over his possibilities. He studied her lips and the moisture that was coming from between them as he noticed that they were swollen and slightly separated. This sight caused his breathing to quicken just a little and he fought the urge to lick it clean of the juices.
Her swollen lips 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 tongue. So try as he might, his desires won out and as he lowered his face down to her crotch, 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 sensation 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 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 eyes 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 and then to the right, trying to dislodge his mouth from her craving pussy. She had to get away but she could not shake his from his oral 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 MORE! PLEASE STOP!!
Hearing her cry, he let her move away from his eager mouth but as she was writhing around on her perch at the edge of the pool table, he grabbed her by the arms and pulled her to her feet. 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 seconds after her mind registered the order, and as they hit the floor, 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 tongue 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 hand on the back of her head pulling it into his cock.
She turned her face to the side but he gave her another order. “Peggy, I won and you lost so do as I say. Lick my cock! NOW!”
She stuck her tongue out at his cock and she felt the smoothness of his head as it began to twitch from the sensation. 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 other 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 senses all of a sudden. He pulled her back to her feet as he looked her in the eyes with this crazed sense of guilt 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 take you, please?” 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 sofa as she looked up into his watering eyes. Grabbing him by the hand, she said to him softly, “Wes, all you have to do is ask. I’m willing 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 sister 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 longest time and now that I have the chance, will you make 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 sorry for being so forceful. I really do love you and I want to make 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 hard on and guided him towards her opening and just as it split her lips and stopped right at the edge, he took over and, pressing his hip into her, started it into her tight little hole. She was so tight to begin with in his steady progress in, but the further it went in, the more that her vaginal walls restricted its entrance and the more she winzed in pain.
“Rest a second Sis,” he told her. “When you’re ready we can go ahead.”
“It feels so good up there but it’s so big. It feels like you’re splitting me in two,” she told him, only half way joking but trying to smile. After a second 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 halt 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 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 withdraw it from her vagina but stopped and reversed its movement as she opened her mouth and inhaled a big bunch of air into her lungs. He repeated this procedure but this time with more force 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 exit from her vagina, their passion 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 ecstasy until it could build no more and it reached its pinnacle. They each began to see the stars that one sees when they are about to pass out from loss 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 tension, she arched her back and he tightened up his muscles and they both rammed their hips together in a volcanic explosion of emotions.
She could feel his juices come slamming out the end of his cock and into the depths of her womb. Jet after jet shot out into her hungry hole and it was drug out with his jackhammer 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 stiffness and limped out of her soggy 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 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 face that would stop a train. They each were happy with their decision to consummate their desire for each other 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 want to play some more pool?” Wes suggested.
“What do we play for now that we have gone all the way?” she asked.
“I can think of lots of new adventures and places where we could go other than where we went tonight. Have you ever heard of back door sex?” he suggested with a wry grin on his face.
She looked shock and she punched him in his shoulder but after a moment to think about it, she asked him, “Do you want me to rack them up?”
He just smiled and looked at his watch and said, “Sure, I think we can get in a quick game tonight.”