Kaili Runs Home

Kaili felt so embarrassed, her heart pounded her body shook.

There was just something urgent and compelling about being there at that store, next to be gestured in. She couldn’t stop running, past shouting guards to stop, crashing through the doors, and barely pausing as a car screeched to a stop, horn blaring as Kaili had charged out in front of it.

Storming onto the conveniently nearly departing bus home Kaili slunk back in a seat flustered, panting heavily, the hood of her windbreaker pulled up over her face and pulled shut tight as Kaili contemplated her irrational action, embarrassment, and questioned why had she run? How stupid was that? THANK GOD the car hadn’t hit her.

Her mental turmoil was such that as she got home, she didn’t pause to say hi, or notice the three barely clothed individuals in the kitchen. Kaili just hurried upstairs and threw herself into her bed, finding herself growing relaxed as she breathed deeply and accidentally drifted off to sleep before dinner.

In the kitchen Bee and her parents broke the sudden pause of silence to giggle. They were supposed to just be making dinner. It and dessert were being made from scratch; the long process drawn out even more during the day as irresistible acts of sex broke out.

Not just in the kitchen, but throughout the house. Room by room assorted perverted acts had been performed in screaming pleasure to the Idol, seeking to sanctify its link, not just to them, but the very rooms of the bungalow.

The sex had been non-stop, except for a short hiatus for groceries during which Bee took Tammy to get her own nipples pierced with a set of tainted barbells. Some debate was made after about corrupting the parlour staff and trying to get them to come over for a private piercing session for the whole family.

Kaili woke with a startle breathing heavily.

The knock at the door repeated, “Dinner’s ready sleepy head.” Bee’s voice called through the door before her feet audibly skipped off down the hall.

Kaili felt herself calm slightly, realizing the warm sweat that soaked her body and matted her hair. Questioning what she dreamed about so deeply she ran a hand through her soaked dark brown shoulder length hair and grew aware of the hand between her legs.

Getting up Kaili scrambled to clean up and change clothes, wondering if she’d had a nightmare, or a weirdly intense sex dream, before hurrying downstairs to join her family for dinner.

Kaili paused as she entered the room, Bee casually chatting with their father, as Tammy served another scoop of some sort of pasta casserole to Sal as he eagerly wolfed down more with delight.

“Good to see you made it, I was afraid I’d have to fend off your brother to save some for you.” Tammy remarked cheerfully to her daughter, plating two quick scoops and placing the plate down by the empty chair nearest Kaili before sitting down and beginning to eat herself.

Sitting down Kaili felt like there was something suspicious going on, Bee and dad were sitting close making obscure plans for the weekend, Sal was wolfing down dinner with a strangely voracious enthusiasm, and mom was humming contentedly to herself.

“What is for dinner?” Kaili asked picking up her fork and toying with the edge of her dish.

“It’s a pasta casserole using a bechamel sauce I found a recipe for online.” Tammy replied casually taking a scoop of the pasta into her mouth and moaning in delight as she swallowed. “Absolutely spectacular.”

As Kaili took her first taste she felt a sudden urge and pull to just dive in for more. Feeling the lurch of her body as she stopped herself, she suddenly understood her brother’s voracious approach.

“What do you think Kaili?” Tamara asked her daughter nicely, forking another bite into her own mouth through perfectly shaped lips.

“It’s… a good.” Kaili replied, biting her lip as she stabbed another mouthful and brought it her lips, feeling as if she was missing something.

“Good? This is like sex. But not plain sex. This is like the fuck you aren’t supposed to have. Behind the school bleachers in a parked car.” Bee’s words invoked new thoughts in Kaili’s mind. She shifted uncomfortably, realizing that she was growing strangely horny.

“With the incestuous relation that shouldn’t be.”

Bee’s last words caused a sudden stiff up right jolt in Sal. Kaili feeling awkward herself with the almost proposition like tone of the words, not seeing the lick of lips, wink, and kiss Bee blew Sal.

Sal trying not to stare as the pierced nipples through Bee's shirt, his mind thinking about their perfect unnatural shape when he'd seen his sister naked that morning.

“Bee, we don’t talk about sex at the dinner table. I’m not sure Kaili and Sal would like to hear about any of our exploits.” Tamara chimed in with a very caring parental tone, smirking at her husband as her mildly corrupted children failed to pick up on the connotation of the words.

Shaking her head Kaili just reflexivelt reacted. “I do NOT need to hear who you’ve fucked now.” She declared pointing her fork stubbornly at Bee before promptly stabbing it down and mouthing another bite, trying to shake the hazy arousing thoughts creeping in the back of her mind as she resolved to masturbate right after dinner, deciding it had been too long since she’d been fucked.

Sal seemed to double down on eating quickly as Bee paused, smirked and looked around the table. “Doesn’t mean I don’t want to hear theirs. Come on Sal, tell us about the last pussy to wet your whistle.” Bee smugly called out her brother with a head nod, causing Kaili to drop her fork.

“Oh my god!” Kaili cried out in shock dropping her jaw and looking at Bee in shock, desire for a good hard cock stirring stronger in her mind. She tried to deny the curious question of just what Sal would say to the prompting, eagerly accepting the generous seconds her mother promptly scooped onto her and Sal’s plates without question.

“No.. uh… Just nope.” Sal nervously grunted quickly looking down and diving into his meal. Trying to expel the view of his naked sister that had been resurfacing in his mind all day. Got his cock ached to get used. Glancing to his mother he questioned when she started to wear such flaunting shirts, the outlines of her breasts and newly pierced nipples clear to see. When did mom's tits get pierced? Sal wondered. With a glance to Kaili he questioned just what she might look like naked in his head.

Bee exchanged knowing smirks with her mother, her hand massaging her father’s cock through the pants he reluctantly put on before Sal got home.

“How bout you Kaili. Tell us about the last time you got railed.” Bee remarked leaning around their father to delight in Kaili growing flush.

“Hell no. Nope, nope, nope…” Pushing away her successfully emptied plate Kaili stormed upstairs, slamming her bedroom door behind her breathing heavily, her mind heavy with sexual frustration, the idea of stripping and demanding to be fucked by anyone at the table barely resisted.

Sal gazed at the empty casserole dish questioning how it had all been eaten already. Shifting to get up he paused, suddenly aware of just how obviously hard and rigid his cock had become.

Sal’s awareness of it seeming to only worsen things as it throbbed and ached to be touched.

As Tamara got up and began clearing plates Sal felt like a sudden deer in headlights as he made eye contact with Bee. God he didn't want to hear her ask him another thing, he wanted her to just stop with the remarks strumming upon perverted thoughts in his head.

I wonder if my cock could shut her up? Sal shook the idea from his head, feel his cock twitch at the image of his sister grinning up at him, cock in mouth.

Bee leaned forward, her hair thrown back to ensure a good view down her shirt. She smiled smugly, almost knowingly about Sal’s hard on, as her hands placement and actions became obvious.

“There a problem bro?” Bee asked, licking her teeth suggestively before bearing a predatory grin.

Their mother removing the last of the dishes from the table as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on.