Foreword:
Hearing the feedback that it's been a bit of a challenge to follow the flow of Part I, I've reworked Part II to go by a more classic narrative style focusing on one person per chapter as opposed to a timeline of events. That means there are more chapters, but fewer scene breaks, and less hopping around.
Thank you all for your continued support and interest.
Part 2
Chapter 6
Hana once again focused on the spreadsheet in front of her. It was the exact same as it had been for the last two hours. The cursor blinked on the same empty cell.
Her mind wandered again to what she had just seen that morning, like it did every day. What Kal had done with Kaylie. How Kaylie had clawed at his back, shuddering in delight as he came inside her.
Hana needed to confront this. It was wrong. Regardless of how much they loved each other, they were family. Family didn't do that.
Hana clicked the laptop shut and marched down the hall, but her resolve quickly faltered at Kal's door. What would she say?
Hi Kal, I know it's been hard being back, but could you please stop having sex with your family?
Kal, I'm so happy that you're feeling better, but could you please not cum in your little sister?
Sweety, couldn't you have sex with your girlfriend instead of breeding Kaylie?
Those wet slapping sounds echoed in her mind again.
And what had been wrong with his cock? It had inflated at the end there. And Kaylie had just cum her brains out around it, like it was the greatest thing ever to stretch her out. It must have felt huge and wonderful. To be filled with something so big. To be stuffed by someone she loved. To have Kal fill her so completely that she forgets yourself.
This was wrong. She shouldn't think of him like this. He was her little boy. She had raised him. She had raised both of them as siblings. And now he was having sex with her. He was fucking his sister. He was filling her with cum. He was breeding Kaylie. He was breeding her wherever she wanted. In her bed. On the table. Bent over the kitchen island.
Hana dug her fingers into her temples. "Stop thinking about it," she growled to herself. Her eyes focused on the door. This had to end.
She knocked on the door. "Kal? I need to talk to you. Kal...? Kaylie...?" She opened the door, but no one was there. Instead, she smelled it. That smell from the kitchen. That sweet and bitter scent. She glanced at the bed. The sheets were sticky with it. They hadn't even bothered to wash it.
Hana took a hesitant step toward the bed, drawn by an unknown dread. She reached out a finger, scooping some of the viscous material up. She sniffed it, recognizing that musky aroma from the kitchen. Her nostrils flared as she stared at it. Her mouth slowly opened, and she stared in horror as her finger slowly drew closer. She panted as her finger placed the dollop onto her tongue, letting the flavor play over it. She swallowed heavily. A shiver ran down her spine.
No. It's wrong. He's your brother.
She fled back to her room, the taste still on her tongue.
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It gnawed at Hana, the knowledge of what Kal and Kaylie were doing, but she couldn't bring herself to confront them. Every time she tried, she faltered, seeing how happy they were. They must have noticed something was wrong because they worried over her, asking her how work was, if she was feeling well, and doing little things like cleaning and cooking. Every day they rushed to take care of her and comfort her, without knowing that she knew what they were doing when they were alone.
She needed to stop this, but just couldn't figure out how. She finally reasoned that if she had proof, they could have a real conversation. At least, that was what she told herself. This was all to help them. It wasn't for her. It wasn't to sate her curiosity... or her desires.
Hana stood in the electronics store inspecting the device in her hand. The small black box was no larger than the tip of her thumb. She turned it, barely noticing the small hole at one end where a lens lay receded into the casing.
"This is popular with a lot of new parents who want to keep an eye on their little ones without freaking out the babysitter," the young man explained. "They can connect to your wi-fi and phone and let you listen in."
Hana tuned out again, her mind wandering back to the scene that morning. The same scene that played out anytime she thought of them. The sounds of their cries, the smell of their coupling, the taste washing over her tongue. She clenched her thighs.
"They come in a four-pack. How big is the house?"
"What?" Hana refocused on the salesperson. "Sorry, I was just... worried... about... the baby."
"Well, one of these cameras will cover a ten-by-ten-foot room easily. You'll probably want two in a larger room, like a living room. How big is your house?"
Hana's mind churned as she thought through the question. She would need one for Kaylie's room and one for Kal's. Maybe two for Kal's so that she could get a better view of his cock as it swelled. One for the living room. He undoubtedly bent little Kaylie over the couch, pumping her so full she cried out in sheer bliss. Two for the kitchen, one of which would be for the island. He definitely filled her to the brim there, gushing his cum all over the top.
Hana clenched her fists. "What is wrong with you?" she mumbled to herself.
"I'm sorry?" The young man leaned in to catch what she said.
"No, nothing. Just counting. You said they come in packs of four? I'll take two. No, three."
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Hana's heart hammered in her chest as she carefully placed the last camera. She'd managed to avoid everyone else in the house so far, but she had no idea how to explain the cameras if someone caught her. She shifted the China plate over to further conceal it. They never used Ms. Aberdeen's fine China anyway, so no one would find it in the cabinet.
Hana stepped back and checked her phone. A clear picture of her in the kitchen before the island popped up. She cleared her throat and the sound transmitted with a short delay through her phone. She let out a ragged breath and turned it off as footsteps approached.
"Hey Hana," Kaylie greeted. "Are you shopping today? We're running low on bacon again. Best get some while Melissa's out with the counselor."
"Um, sure sweety." Hana hesitated before asking, "How have you been? With Kal?"
Kaylie gave her a bright smile. "So good. He's so much better now. I feel closer than ever."
"Mhm, mhm. Ah, so, has anything changed?"
"Like what?"
Like Kal stuffing you full of cock
. "I don't know. You just seem a bit different these days."
"Have I?" Kaylie cocked her head.
"Maybe it's just my imagination."
Kaylie shrugged and grabbed an apple from the island. Hana's eyes tracked her sister's movements, glancing at her long legs beneath the unusually short skirt as Kaylie reached across the island. A small droplet ran down her inner thigh. Hana sniffed the air. Sweet and tangy.
Hana's panties moistened and she clenched her thighs together.
What is wrong with me? Why is this happening?
