Jack scratched his head. "Carly, are you feeling alright?" He asked
curiously. Carly ran a hand through her long blonde hair and
shrugged. "Never mind, I'm riding with you to class." Jack said as
he walked out the door.
"Whatever you say little brother." Carly said as she locked the door
behind her. "Let me get my car." She ducked into the garage.
While Carly was cranking up her convertible, Jack was trying to figure
out what was going on. Every time he told Carly to do something, she
obeyed without question. "Am I controling my sister somehow?" Jack
asked himself. He sighed. "If I am, I wonder just how far she'll go
to obey me."
A loud horn blared, startling Jack out of his thoughts. "Get in or
walk brother!" Carly yelled from the driver's seat. Jack glared but
climbed in. "Ready to go?" She asked with a smile.
Jack smiled right back. "First, I want you to do something." He
waited for Carly to say something but she just stared at him
expectantly. Jack grinned, he really did seem to be controling her.
"Carly, I want you to act as if everything is perfectly normal while
your driving. No matter what I do, I want you to drive calmly and talk
about. . . whatever gossip you've heard lately. Do you understand me?"
Jack asked and Carly responded by bowing her head. "Good. Now, start
driving me to class."
Carly pulled out into the road and started heading for the school.
"I heard some great gossip yesterday. I seems that the principal's
wife got drunk at some party and-" Carly paused for a moment in her
story when Jack reached out and squeezed her breasts. "Anyway, his
wife got drunk and puked all over him." Carly laughed and acted as if
nothing strange was happening.
Jack reached down and yanked up Carly's halter top, letting her naked
breasts bounce free. Carly kept jabbering about the principal's wife
and other local gossip. "This is fucking nuts!" Jack said as he
massaged his sister's breasts in his hands. He pinched her hardening
nipples and laughed when Carly started complaining about all the bad
gossip going around about her. "Just keep talking sis. I'm just going
to stick my hand in your panties and finger fuck you the rest of the
way to class."
"Whatever! I'll just drive calmly and talk about gossip." Carly said
with a sigh as Jack's fingers slid into her panties. She faintly
gasped when he penetrated her with his middle finger. "So anyway,
there's this rummor going around that I banged the football team."
Carly said angrily as her brother moved his finger in and out of her
wet hole.
Jack wasn't actually listening to Carly as they drove. He was too
busy enjoying the feel of his fingers in her gooey slit. Jack was so
intent on jamming his fingers into Carly that he almost didn't notice
when they got near his school.
"We're almost there." Carly said with a smile. Jack rammed his
middle finger in hard, making his sister gasp and moan. She almost
lost control of the car. She came in a gush, soaking his finger, her
panties, and the driver's seat.
Jack licked his finger's clean, loving the taste of his sister's cum.
Then he quickly pulled her halter top back into place, just as Carly
pulled her convertible into a parking space. She turned to Jack and
smiled. "Hope I didn't bore you with all that gossip. For some
reason, I just couldn't shut up!" Carly laughed.
Jack laughed too. Then he leaned in and kissed Carly on the lips.
She pushed him off. "What was that all about?" She asked, a little
huffy and disgusted.
Jack laughed again. "That was for a really great ride Carly. And for
the even better one I'm going to have in class!" Jack grabbed his
backpack and started heading for class before Carly could say anything
else. It was amazing! He'd just finger fucked his sister to an
orgasm and she hadn't even seemed to realize that he'd done it! Jack
had complete control of her mind! Jack was so happy about what was
happening that he failed to pay attention to where he was walking. He
collided with a tall brunette in a cheerleading uniform.
"Hey! Watch it you little pervert!" She snarled as she shoved Jack
away. Her hair was short, framing her face and curling away from her
ears. She had small but perky breasts. Her hips were wide and she
didn't have an extra pound on her. She was slim, but in an athletic
way that made her seem extra sexy.
Jack looked her up and down, being very obvious about how attractive
he thought she was. He grinned and let out a little whistle.
"Creep." The cheerleader muttered, her face turning slightly red.
She started to walk toward the gym. At the same time, Jack noticed
that his best friend Arnold was about to be pummeled by some jock from
the football team.
Jack glanced after the cheerleader. As if sensing his gaze, she
glanced back, then looked away. She seemed a little interested
despite herself. Plus, Jack knew that he could "convince" her to do
anything he wanted. He turned to Arnold. The poor guy was shaking
like a leaf. Jack sighed. He wanted to go after the cheerleader,
but he also wanted to help out his friend. It was a tough choice.
"What should I do?" Jack muttered to himself. |