Chapter 3

Amy went home reluctantly around three that afternoon, leaving Jack and Kate alone in the house. Kate brought her backpack into the living room and tried not to think about the incident that morning. She tried not to think about the brief moment of warmth when her hand had rested next to Jack in his bed, about his hand grinding the bones in her wrist and his eyes piercing her mind ... What was he thinking about when he stood there? Why did she feel so drawn to him? Was this bad? Did it count as incest if they didn’t have sex? She jerked when he sat next to her on the couch.

“What’s that?” he asked, pointing at her science paper. “What does it look like, nerd?” He snatched the paper out of her hand, reading it quicker than she could grab it back. “You know damn well those aren’t the parts of a flower! Petals and leaves? What’s wrong with you?” He gave her a stern look. “You’re smarter than that.”

“I just want to get this chapter over with ... I hate studying plants.”

“Don’t you remember when we used to go down to the pond at Betty’s and I’d tell you all the different names of the plants? And then I told you the different parts of the trees and what each part did ... and you seemed to like it -- in fact, I seem to remember you asking to go to the pond even after ... After Betty left” She looked down at her fidgety hands. “I was going to fix it. That’s just the answer I put down yesterday so I wouldn’t have to think about it until later...”

He noticed her lower lip was trembling, and when he lifted her chin to look at her face two lonely tears trickled down her cheeks. “What’s wrong?” he asked quietly. She sniffed. “I feel so dumb ... All the other kids already know this stuff, and I know I should too ... But it’s like all the things you told me were erased. I can never seem to remember when test time comes, and it doesn’t even matter how much I study ... I’m just stupid, that’s all it is.” More tears came, and they speckled her shirt with tiny saline spots. He reached out and wiped her tears with careful fingertips, trying not to freak out. “You aren’t dumb, Katydid. I don’t know why you would think that. People just forget things sometimes - it doesn’t make you any less smart, just forgetful.” She leaned into him and sobbed quietly, letting her shoulders shake with the memory of sitting in class and not knowing the answers ... and feeling so dumb. He stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head as she cried, not knowing what else to do. She finally pulled away and rubbed her eyes with her hands. “I have to ... go to the bathroom.” She left him sitting, puzzled and distressed. When she returned she was back to normal, but her eyes were rimmed with red and her nose was a little pink. “I think I remember the parts of the flower...” She picked up her pencil and started writing. When she finished, he read it and smiled. “That’s my girl,” he said, hugging her and kissing her forehead.

He helped her finish the paper, correcting the answers she had jotted down in her haste to finish on Friday. His arm found it’s way around her shoulders, and the book sat on both their laps. When she would reach over to turn a page, her fingers would sometimes graze his thigh ... and it was driving him mad! She smelled so sweet and she was warm and soft against his ribs; he just wanted to hold her forever. When she bent down to write the final answer, he leaned forward to inspect it and he started to shake his head. Before he could mention her incorrect spelling, she turned and pressed her lips to his. His stomach bottomed out and his semi-hard penis swelled into a massive erection. She put her hand on his neck and touched the softer curls at the back of his head. His lip ring was cold and exciting ... She touched her soft tongue to his lips, making him ache ever more. He dared not move, for fear that he would break the spell ... How could this be happening?! It was too unreal to be true, but there she was - kissing him! His eyes were closed, and his mind was spinning faster than the fastest carnival ride ... and then she stopped. She pulled back and looked down at her hands, nervous and craving him all at the same time. Jack took a deep breath and realized that if he didn’t do something now, he never would. He grabbed her by the shoulders and kissed back, letting her decide how far it would go. Her mouth opened and invited him in; it felt like dipping his tongue into a puddle with a live wire in it. His hands traveled down over her torso, avoiding her breasts and crotch as though afraid touching them might make him evil. His mouth moved down over her jaw and neck, and he almost came as she moaned in his ear. Her hand moved down between his legs and found his erection; he twitched uncontrollably as she stroked him and squeezed what she could get her hand on.

The crunch of tires on the gravel driveway didn’t faze them, but when two car doors slammed Jack jumped back as though she had slapped him. She grabbed her book and set it on her lap, opening it to whatever page was there and straightening her paper in front of her. He stood up and walked briskly toward the door, hoping to open it for his parents, but they beat him to it. “Hey, you party animals! You could have called at a decent hour or something!” he scolded nervously. “I don’t seem to remember you worrying about it before,” his dad said, eyes narrowing suspiciously. “Did you have a party while we were gone?” he accused. “No ... well, Kate had a friend over. We didn’t get your message until this morning! We were getting worried.” Jack looked at the floor, slightly embarrassed. “Well we called at 12:30. I’m surprised you were all asleep -- it is a weekend, after all.” Kate’s mom smiled. “We shouldn’t question it, dear - just be thankful. You kids do need your rest. How did the science go, Kate?” She looked up, beaming. “Jack helped me with it, and I think I got all the answers right.”

“Good.” They each planted a kiss on her head. Max barked in exclamation as he waited in the other room. Kate hurried to let him in off the porch.

As her mother bustled about in the kitchen and her stepfather shuffled through work papers at his desk, Kate ushered Max up the stairs to her bedroom. Jack had already disappeared into his room in a vain attempt to stifle his rising passions for his sister, and she knew he wouldn’t touch her again for the rest of the day. He was really peculiar sometimes. She was so hot she thought she would explode, and she locked her door as soon as Max was in the room.

She unbuttoned her pants and slipped them down over her legs swiftly, anxious to have that hard penis deep inside again. She whipped her shirt over her head and pinched her nipples -- they were sensitive and hard already, and she moaned as she pricked the rosy flesh with inexpert fingers, remembering the taste of Jack’s tongue on hers. Max wagged his tail and stepped from one foot to the other anxiously, knowing what was in store. She yanked her panties off and grabbed his sheath to coax his dog meat out of its furry hiding place. The pink shiny shaft poked out and then seemed to explode to full length in an instant. She whispered words of encouragement in the dog’s pert ear as she fondled his scrotum and rubbed his shaft and the knot at the base. He was humping in her hand and she knew he was ready to fuck.

She got on her hands and knees and turned her ass to him, flexing her pussy in the cool air-conditioned air. Max whined and poked his cold nose in her cunt, slurping at her girl juice and slicking her ass crack with his slobber. He mounted her and she felt his cock fumbling around, hunting for her hole. The pointy tip jabbed her quivering folds and she groaned as he poked her clit with the tip of his meat. His furry loins rubbed her thighs, and she grunted as he poked her asshole with the tip of his boner. She reached behind and grabbed his misguided dick, placing it at the mouth of her opening. He panted as he shoved his ramrod into her tight undulating fuckhole. She moaned as Max shoved his pulsing shaft in and out with animal lust, balls thumping her pink lips with every thrust. Her thighs began to shake as his knot grew and she felt it squeezing in and out of her small cunt. Once it was too big to come out, she felt warm squirting inside and she knew Max was coming. That’s when she let go and slumped down to the floor, his rod still filling her. Waves of pleasure washed over her as she lay on the carpet, rear end held up by Max’s still erect shaft. It wasn’t enough! She clenched around his knot and Max whimpered as her hot muscles contracted on his swollen flesh.