Innocent Devil’s Harem Taboo

Innocent Devil's Harem Taboo Ch. 55

-- Breakfast with older Sister and goth chick.

Original: September 11, 2021

Submitted: October 10, 2024 to Literotica (Copyright 2021 Kaizer Wolf)

Tags: harem, incest (brother/sister, mother/daughter), taboo, group sex, orgy, urban fantasy, supernatural, shifter, big tits, redhead, blonde, MILF

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- CHAPTER 55: Meeting -

Avery shivered as she laid in her guy's bed, listening to her mother wash up a little in the bathroom, still feeling immensely overwhelmed after experiencing two powerful orgasms back-to-back. The first one had been intense enough as she laid on her side while her mom straddled her leg and grinded their pussies together, while the daughter's head swam with passion and lust, whimpering from the sensations bombarding her.

But then, after she cummed hard, her mom quickly pulled away and bent down to begin sucking directly on her clit, causing Avery to slam her hands over her mouth as she cried out in ecstasy, her entire body bowing upward, her mom's mouth moving with her, only her shoulders and feet on the bed as her mom sucked hard.

Until she collapsed in mind-blowing pleasure.

It felt so good, it hurt in an amazing way.

And now she just felt overwhelmed, remembering her mother's words, just before she left the bedroom.

"Yep, you're just like me. Definitely my baby girl. I knew I could make you orgasm twice in a row. I know your body better than you do," she added in amusement.

Avery had no idea that was even possible - to get there twice like that.

Had no idea that the second one would be so powerful, as if it was riding the high of the previous to go even higher.

But her mom knew.

Because she was clearly the same way, and had found that out through years of experience. Both with Avery's father, as well as anyone the mature woman had been with, before Avery was born. As Avery laid there, her body trembling with shivers every few seconds, she'd noticed that her mom had been on the phone briefly, but didn't think anything of it until the blonde MILF finally came back into the bedroom.

"Serenity called to check up on us. Seemed a little concerned, but when I asked her if everything was alright, she said they were fine."

Avery's blue eyes widened at that, recalling the uneasiness she'd sensed earlier.

Had she ignored something important?

Not that there would have been anything she could do...

She cleared her throat, surprised that she sounded a little hoarse from her earlier scream. "Do you really think they're okay? I kind of felt something odd earlier."

Michelle frowned at that. "I think his sister assumed we were already out shopping, so maybe she didn't want to say much. They'll probably tell us later if something is really up. In the meantime, we probably should get the shopping done. Do you think you'll be alright in public?"

Avery's face flushed, just at the idea of being around people, as if she was afraid everyone would know that she'd just had sex with her mom twice in a row. As if they'd know that when Avery reached up to grab something off the shelf, that it would be with the hand that she'd stuffed in her mom's pussy earlier that day. That they'd somehow know that their lips had been between the other's thighs not long ago.

It was illogical, she knew.

They wouldn't know.

They wouldn't have a clue.

But she knew.

Which...kind of made this a real test.

Could she handle being in public with her mom, after having such passionate intense sex with her?

With the woman who raised her?

Because if so, then maybe she could be intimate with her man sooner.

Avery was still pretty sure she was ovulating right now, due to her stopping her birth control a couple of months ago, when she found out about her father's infidelity, so that was a bit of a barrier, but maybe they could do other stuff sooner.

Maybe...

"Sweetie?" Michelle asked in concern. "That wasn't too much for you, was it?"

Avery immediately shook her head, finally beginning to ease up on her elbows, her heavy tits perky, nipples hard, realizing that her entire body was trembling. And her entire body was flushed even though she was no longer transformed. Because she'd just had sex...

With her mom...

Her eyes suddenly widened as she realized that her mom had kind of taken her virginity just now.

She still hadn't been penetrated, but...

She'd definitely just had sex.

Avery slowly focused on her mom in surprise, prompting the mature blonde to move closer and sit on the edge of the bed, really concerned now.

"Honey, talk to me. What's wrong?"

Avery tried to swallow. "Umm, it's nothing. That was just the first time I've had sex."

Michelle smiled warmly. "I know, sweetie. I was careful not to finger you too much, since I know you want our man to be the first one to

really

penetrate you fully. But..." She gently bit her bottom lip, her blue eyes looking almost wired. "Was it alright that I took your virginity?"

Avery was shocked.

She'd never seen this side of her mom before. She was like a mischievous seductress. And as if to confirm that, her mom continued.

"I've never felt so naughty before," she added, reaching out to rest her hand on her daughter's thigh.

Avery convulsively swallowed. "Yes," she managed, answering her previous question.

Michelle grinned, only to sigh heavily, seeming to grow more serious like Avery was used to seeing. "We do need to go shopping though, sweetie. Do you think you can handle it?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"Okay honey," Michelle said reassuringly, standing up to go finish getting dressed in normal clothes. "Don't push yourself too hard, but I feel confident you can do it. Just try not to think about the stuff we did."

"Okay," Avery managed, getting up to get dressed.

Her mind was still swirling, especially as her mother's normal persona fell back more fully in place, until they were finally getting ready to leave, and it was as if everything was how it had always been. To the point that, as they finally climbed into their car, Avery was surprised that she really did kind of feel like she was just hanging out with her normal, affectionate,

patient

mother, like usual.

Her mother had turned into a bit of a vixen the longer they'd both burned with passion, as if a younger version of her was resurfacing, perhaps when she was a bit more wild prior to getting married, but now, her mom was back.

Focusing on her as the older woman drove, Avery found herself smiling as she reached out for her hand, realizing this wouldn't be too hard after all.

It was just her mom.

Their relationship was fuller now, but still just her mom.

Michelle focused on her in surprise. "This isn't too much?" she asked seriously, even as she accepted the gesture and began intertwining her fingers in her daughter's.

"I really love you, mom," Avery said warmly.

Michelle gave her a confused look briefly, before slowly returning the smile. "And I love you, my sweet baby girl. I'm looking forward to sharing our man."

"Me too," Avery admitted, her skin tanning slightly underneath her clothes at the thought. She looked away, but kept holding her mother's hand. "Me too," she added more quietly, a small smile now playing on her lips.

She couldn't be happier right now.

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I sat across from Serenity and Natalie in a booth while I worked on my breakfast burrito, trying not to smirk as I watched both women eat like there were ten people sitting across from me, instead of only two. In particular, the blue-haired Rockstar magazine model, who was sitting closest to the wall, still wearing her black leather jacket over her extremely revealing sheer black dress, had finally seemed to drop her guard fully once presented with her meal, choking repeatedly as she ate large bites of her pancakes, burrito, hash browns, sausage links, and bacon cheeseburger, with almost no chewing involved at all.

Shit, she literally ate like a wild animal.

Not that I particularly cared, but I was beginning to wonder if she was thinner underneath her outfit than it appeared on first glance, beginning to think that starving her was part of the torment she'd apparently endured.

Though, normally a starved person would have a smaller stomach because of it, being forced to eat smaller portions, unable to handle larger ones.

Thankfully, we were at the back section of the room, and being Monday morning meant that there weren't a lot of other patrons at this time of day. Thus, no one noticed their aggressive eating.

I now knew a little bit more about our guest though.

Prior to our food arriving, Serenity was able to slowly pull some personal information out from her, finding out that she was nineteen, about to turn twenty in a couple months, having graduated from high school a year ago, and...that she'd basically been a prisoner since last summer.

She also wasn't from around here...

At least, not exactly.

She'd certainly been here before, but grew up in a smaller town about half an hour away. And, considering that she'd been here for a few months, I suspected that the guys who had been with her probably either grew up in the same town, or otherwise were from this general area.

She wouldn't say though.

If asked a question about herself, she sometimes gave a really general answer, assuming it wasn't too personal, but if asked a question about her captors then she immediately fell silent, a wave of sincere fear pulsing through her aura.

It wasn't until she'd eaten almost all her food that she finally stopped altogether, groaning as she slid the last few bites away and rested her head and arm on the table. She was then silent for a few seconds, until she noticed that Serenity was still eating, being much more graceful with her consumption, but still packing down a ton of food.

Natalie then looked up at me, her light brown eyes hesitant, before glancing at her again.

"Wait," she finally said. "How are you eating so much?"

Serenity simply shrugged, speaking with a mouthful of food. "Hey, you're not going to tell us your secrets, then we aren't going to share ours."

The blue-haired girl couldn't argue with that, simply huffing out a sigh as she rested the side of her face against her arm, staring across the room past Serenity with a vacant expression. In the meantime, my sexy brunette was just getting started on her hash browns, grabbing the bottle of ketchup, and popping open the lid to squirt some.

However, the bottle splattered ketchup everywhere instead, getting all over the table, with some of it hitting Natalie in the face, causing her to jerk away in surprise.

"Oh shit, I am so sorry!" Serenity exclaimed, quickly reaching for a napkin.

Natalie simply blinked a few times, not seeming upset at all, a glop right below her left eye on her eyeshadow. She then accepted the napkin when Serenity handed it to her.

"I am so sorry," my sister repeated.

"Not your fault," Natalie finally mumbled as she carefully tried to wipe around her eye.

"Yeah, but I probably ruined your makeup. Did any get in your eye?"

She scoffed. "It doesn't come off."

That gave us both pause, with Serenity speaking up after a quick glance at me. "Wait, what?"

Natalie sighed heavily, wiping a little that got on her leather jacket, and then cleaning up her side of the table. "It's not makeup," she said simply. "It's ink. A tattoo. Permanent."

"Oh," Serenity replied hesitantly. "That's an interesting decision."

"Wasn't my decision," she scoffed.

I couldn't help but grimace. Not that it looked bad on her by any means. On the contrary, the black and hint of blue around her eyes, including even the part of her eye that would normally have eyeliner, looked professionally done. More than that, it was like the perfect amount of makeup, not being so much that it looked overdone, while also looking tastefully adequate enough to make her light brown eyes really pop.

Problem was, it hadn't been her choice.

"Oh," Serenity said hesitantly. "Sorry, shouldn't have assumed."

Natalie only shrugged, resting her head on the table again, except facing away this time.

"Is that your only tattoo?" Serenity wondered hesitantly.

She didn't respond, prompting us to exchange a glance again, before Serenity sighed and started eating her hash browns with what little ketchup ended up on them.

"Yeah," Natalie unexpectedly said. "It's the only one. Thankfully."

Serenity glanced at me again, only to resume eating, deciding not to continue that line of discussion. I could almost imagine my older sister saying something like, '

You don't have to lie to us if it's not the only one

,' or maybe something like, '

It's okay if you have something else

,' but thus far this girl really hadn't lied to us about anything. Either she answered honestly, or else she just didn't answer at all.

However, that did leave me with my own curiosities, since I could smell makeup on her. But I kept that potential question to myself, since I could recall her mentioning covering up something back at the mall, and wondered if what I was smelling was really concealer to hide bruises.

I also couldn't smell any evidence that she'd had sex recently, which also had certain questions popping into my head, given what I knew about the situation. However, I figured she'd find it insensitive for me to ask such a question, wouldn't answer anyway, and might shut down all other inquiries moving forward.

And we kind of needed her to share certain information, so shutting her down with something that didn't particularly matter right now would be counterproductive.

When no one said anything, Natalie spoke up again, still facing away from us.

"So now what?" she asked quietly.

I sighed heavily, knowing I really needed to call back Ms. Miriam, having already messaged her an additional time to let her know I was okay, but not really having an idea of what to tell her. "Are you going to tell us what you are?" I finally asked.

"I can't," she said almost inaudibly.

"And why not?"

She finally looked up at me, almost giving me a glare. "You're literally asking me to choose between a

horrible painful death

, versus being tortured endlessly for days on end, only to then suffer a

horrible painful death

. I can't avoid what will happen to me at this point, but at least maybe they'll show me a little mercy if I keep my mouth shut."

I sighed again, only to take a deep breath. I then pulled out my phone.

"W-What are you doing?" Natalie stammered uncertainly, looking really nervous now.

I didn't respond, meeting Serenity's gaze as I made the call.

Ms. Miriam picked up after the second ring. "Hey, you doing okay? I've tried to let you handle things on your own, but Gwen has been really anxious since earlier, and honestly I'm a little anxious too."

"Sorry," I said sincerely. "Serenity and I went on a date to the mall, and ran into some trouble. When we got there, I smelled something strange, and we later ended up figuring out that it was someone's aura left behind."

Natalie was staring at me in complete confusion and disbelief.

There was a pause. "Huh, that's different," Ms. Miriam replied.

"Which part?" I asked seriously, ignoring the dumbfounded look Natalie was giving me.

"Just the smell part. People do leave auras behind sometimes, but they have to be feeling some pretty powerful emotions to do so. Like,

traumatizing

emotions. Not happy ones."

"Right," I agreed. "And that pretty much lines up with what I felt."

Ms. Miriam continued. "I suppose it does make sense that you might perceive it as a smell though. You do have stronger senses than most people. But the third-eye is called that for a reason. Most supernatural individuals perceive things similar to how sight works."

I cleared my throat. "Makes sense. But anyway, so the girl who left that aura behind is with us now. Problem is, pretty sure she's not normal, but she is unwilling to share the details. Mainly because she's afraid of what will happen to her if the guys who kidnapped her get a hold of her again and find out she snitched."

There was a brief pause. "Okay? So I'm guessing you want my help?"

"I mean, I just figured maybe Gwen might be able to identify what she is, or something. Or does her ability not work like that?"

"No, it doesn't," she agreed. "But I might be able to figure it out with my Moonstone crown. Kind of depends on what we're dealing with. I assume she looks normal?"

"Yeah. But are you sure?"

"Sure about what?" she asked seriously.

I sighed. "I just didn't want to inconvenience you. I kind of feel like you've already been through a lot."

She took a long deep breath, before letting it out slowly. "Kai, I'm worried about you."

"Thanks," I replied automatically.

"No, you don't get it," she quickly continued. "I'm worried about you, but I'm also beyond eager that this wasn't just another normal day for you. Eager that we're on the phone right now in the first place. Happy that you need my help." She paused, her voice becoming quieter. "Beyond happy, that you need

me

."

I sighed again, focusing on Serenity, who was obviously just listening now, having put down her silverware. "I do need you," I replied sincerely. "You should know that."

Natalie was now looking back and forth between the two of us, seeming thoroughly confused, but I ignored her as I listened.

"I suppose," Ms. Miriam offered. "But I barely slept last night, and it's been rough all morning, feeling like all I can do is watch the seconds tick by on the clock, while I wait for you to come over."

"Well, we might have to see each other sooner anyway, at this point. For some reason, I can't track those guys with my nose, and I really want to know what we're dealing with."

Ms. Miriam sounded somber. "I feel ashamed to say that makes me very happy. I really miss you."

I continued. "I'm not sure if we'll be able to bring over Gabriella though. She's at work."

Serenity spoke up then, speaking quietly like she didn't want to interrupt. "I can ask her really fast, if you want."

I shook my head, not wanting to put that stress on my busty redhead, knowing it would definitely be an issue with her boss if she left early, even after what happened a few days ago, and that it was important we return to our normal lives for a while to avoid suspicion.

Ms. Miriam's tone was reassuring. "Well, that's alright. I mean, it's not even noon yet. We can meet now, and then you can bring Gabriella over later." She paused. "Do you want to meet halfway?"

My eyes widened in surprise. "Are you sure that's a good idea? Don't you need to stay at your place?"

She scoffed at that. "Kai, I

do

get out every once in a while. I have illusion magic for that."

"Yeah, but I thought it was important for you to stay there."

"Well, yeah. I mean, I need to continue living here, of course. But there's no reason why I can't go out for a few hours. Not all the time, but every once in a while is fine." Her tone suddenly became more lighthearted. "Besides, it's been kind of dusty here with all the construction going on, and I wouldn't mind getting out of the house."