Innocent Devil’s Harem Taboo

Innocent Devil's Harem Taboo Ch. 58

-- Busty redhead, her sexy Mom, and a blue-haired chick.

Original: October 3, 2021

Submitted: November 8, 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 58: Introductions -

Gabriella's body was tense as she knelt with her ass up in the air in her mother's room, her head on the bed, both her wrists and ankles tied to the posts so that she had limited mobility. Her head was still swimming from all the orgasms she'd had downstairs, knowing that her mother had held off on reaching her own climax for this very moment.

Her mom was going to fuck her with the monster dildo again, except this time, the MILF was purely aiming for her own pleasure.

And now that Gabriella was nice and loose, her mother made it clear she wasn't going to be gentle.

The daughter was about to be fucked roughly.

First in the pussy, and then the ass.

Until her mom finally climaxed.

Gabriella was so wet, she was dripping onto the sheets beneath her.

Rebecca's tone was chastising. "Oh my, sweetie. You're making such a mess. I suppose I'll have to clean you up a little before I punish you for being a naughty girl."

Gabriella gasped and tensed as she suddenly felt her mother bury her face against her pussy, kissing, sucking, and slurping without restraint, causing the daughter to tremble and yelp from how sensitive she was. She couldn't stop from whimpering, and her mother commented on it.

"I love those cute sounds you're making," she mused, finally pulling away. "I hope you're ready for this, because it's happening whether you're ready or not."

Gabriella gasped as she felt the huge dildo sink into her snatch, only to moan as her mother eased it out a little, before sinking it back in, unable to believe there was such a thing as 'better.' That somehow this felt even better than it had downstairs.

But after climaxing several times earlier, she was ready for her mother to make good on her promise to penetrate all her holes. She decided it was time to play her part.

"M-Mom," she whimpered, moaning as Rebecca continued to thrust rhythmically. "I've been a naughty girl. I think I need my ass roughed up."

Rebecca laughed. "Alright, pup. But just know I'm not stopping until I get there."

"Yes mommy," Gabriella whimpered, her body tensing in preparation as the dildo slid out of her pussy, even as she tried to focus on relaxing her ass.

Her mom really wasn't gentle about it.

"Uhhh!" she moaned as her mom shoved the tip of the dildo in her ass. "Oh fuck. Mom, oh fuck, it's so big. Oh shit," she groaned, feeling her mom's hands grip her hips tightly, with Gabriella preparing herself for being fucked like a literal sex pet.

It felt so good, feeling all the ridges and bumps gliding over her asshole.

And even as her mother really began to fuck her hard, with Gabriella straining against the straps that bound her wrists and ankles...

She couldn't have been happier, to be on this 'date' with her mom.

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After visiting Ms. Miriam and Gwen in a random field off a backroad, to discuss the situation presented by this new threat, Serenity, Natalie, and I were all finally just pulling onto our street to return home after a pretty eventful morning. And truly, was it eventful, between finding out that werewolves really did exist, coupled with the fact that what I imagined them to be was nothing like reality.

But then, there was the complete one-eighty in Natalie's attitude.

Honestly, I almost felt like I had whiplash now that Natalie had kind of opened up to us some.

I supposed that showing her that I could really use magic, and then admitting that I might have a way to help with the werewolf curse, something I wasn't ready to share the exact specifics about since I hadn't even told Ms. Miriam yet, really changed her mind about her willingness to work

with

us.

More than that, from what I could tell, it kind of changed her overall hesitancy toward me.

Because, it turned out, despite everything Natalie had been through, she'd

totally

fuck some random dude to get rid of the curse that caused her excruciating, agonizing, traumatizing pain every full moon.

And she wasn't a whore by any means either, having only had sex once prior to getting kidnapped.

But to avoid the reoccurring torment that now plagued her life?

Yeah, she'd fuck for that.

She'd fuck the ugliest bastard in the world for that, and she said as much.

The pain was

that

bad.

The transformation was

that

traumatizing.

Every. Single. Time.

It hurt horribly every single time.

She compared it to being chopped up piece-by-piece, all her bones broken into tiny fragments, only to get sewn right back together as a horrifying monster with no self-control, only to get chopped up all over again and put back together as a smaller, weaker, defeated little insect of a person who actually had a conscience and might be a little messed up after having spent all night eviscerating and devouring everything in sight.

Needless to say, after that detailed explanation, I realized being a werewolf truly was a curse.

Ms. Miriam was right.

It wasn't at all anything like they had in movies nowadays. They'd definitely romanticized it, and turned it into fluffy doggie creatures, or at least wolf-man monsters that looked kind of cool. But the reality was, real werewolves did not look cool, instead being ugly mutated abominations, and the curse of being one was truly just that.

A real curse.

One that would make most want to end their own lives to escape it, if only their alpha would allow them to do so.

But apparently the alpha didn't dislike the pain, like the others.

The pain was associated with their power and authority, and they almost immediately learned to love it, like how a weightlifter might like the 'burn' they felt with each rep. For the alpha, the transformation was a satisfying burn of rapidly increasing power.

But for his underlings, it was an agonizingly slow torture with few comparisons.

Needless to say, it kind of felt like we just had a normal person in the car with us now, Natalie revealing her true self now that she'd relaxed a little, instead of the guarded individual we'd spent all morning with.

It was just now a little after noon as we pulled into our driveway, with me already expecting to see Avery's car, since Serenity had just spoken on the phone with Michelle not long ago, verifying that we'd all be getting back around the same time -- I wasn't sure how long my blondes had been out shopping, but it had been nearly an hour and a half round trip for us, when factoring in the time we spent talking with Miriam and Gwen. Serenity also mentioned that we had someone with us named Natalie, and that we would explain what was going on when we got home, which of course had both of them concerned now.

However, the prospect of meeting new people hadn't seemed to put a damper on the blue-haired vixen's new mood.

"So this is it, huh?" Natalie commented, leaning forward in her seat as she focused ahead. "Kind of a nice secluded area, but the house is smaller than I expected."

"Sorry to disappoint," I said playfully, since sarcasm was definitely her thing.

She scoffed at that, only to reply honestly. "Yeah, well, the places I've lived in the last year have been shit in comparison, so I suppose I shouldn't knock it too hard."

"By the way," Serenity chimed in. "Not sure how you feel about personal privacy, but we're going to need to share with them what's going on. Obviously, we won't mention the exact details of stuff you've gone through, but we need to explain enough so they're at least aware."

Natalie frowned at that, leaning back in her seat. "Yeah, whatever. Figured as much."

I pulled to a stop next to Serenity's car and put it in park. "And please don't get upset if they act overly sympathetic. Michelle and Avery are both really sweet, and they sincerely care about people."

"Right," Serenity agreed as she popped open her door to get out. "Michelle is especially a sweetheart. And very much acts like a mom sometimes. I mean, she is a mom, so there's that."

The blue-haired vixen sighed heavily. "Yeah, I get it. Trust me, I'm not trying to have an issue with anyone. I'll play nice."

"Good," I said simply, as I got out too.

Michelle and Avery were both just coming out the front door, the trunk of their car still open, indicating that they must have just finished bringing in the groceries they bought.

Michelle spoke up right away. "Seems like you two had an eventful morning." She focused on the blue-haired girl. "And you must be Natalie, I presume. I'm Michelle, and this is my daughter Avery. It's nice to meet you."

"Umm, nice to meet you too," she replied, seeming a little timid for some reason. "Sorry to intrude."

"Not at all, honey," Michelle replied warmly. "Are you hungry? I'm about to get started on lunch."

"Umm," Natalie glanced at me. "Well, yeah, actually I kind of am. Thank you."

"You're welcome," my blonde MILF said simply.

Natalie focused on Avery, looking her up and down briefly. "And you go to the same school as Kai, or something like that, right?"

"Oh, uh, yeah," Avery agreed, reaching up to tuck some of her blonde hair behind her ear, a gesture I'd usually only seen her mom do. "Kind of known each other for a while. Few years, at least."

Natalie simply nodded, prompting me to speak up, directing my words at the two blondes.

"So, we obviously want to explain what's going on. How about we head inside, or did you need to grab something else?" I wondered, glancing at their vehicle.

Michelle smiled warmly. "Just have to close the trunk and grab my purse. We actually have a lot of the stuff put away already. We were kind of in a rush, since we knew we had company coming over."

Natalie scoffed at that. "I wouldn't really consider myself company. Don't worry about 'putting up a front' for me. I don't care if it's a mess inside."

"Of course not, sweetie," Michelle said warmly. "We only wanted you to feel welcome, and didn't want you to have to stand around while we were putting stuff away."

The blue-haired vixen's light brown eyes widened slightly, seemingly at Michelle's genuine kindness. "Oh, umm. Right. M-Make sense."

I focused on Natalie, not wanting her to start feeling awkward. "Well, come on inside then. We can all sit down at the kitchen table."

She nodded while beginning to follow me, Avery coming with us, while Serenity hung back with Michelle as she grabbed her purse and closed the trunk.

As I opened the front door, I spoke again. "Bathroom is underneath the stairs, if you need to use it. Otherwise, kitchen is this way," I added, heading to my right to have a seat.

Natalie paused when Avery closed the door most of the way, just so we weren't letting out the cool air. "Oh, umm, I don't use the restroom often. Kind of the only perk, if there even is one."

"Perk of what?" Avery asked curiously.

I stopped just inside the kitchen, turning to face them still in the entryway. "I'm assuming she means perk of being a werewolf," I said simply.

Avery's bright blue eyes immediately lit up in excitement. "Oh wow, that's so cool!" she exclaimed cheerfully.

Unfortunately, Natalie had the reverse reaction, instantly hostile.

"No, it's

not

fucking cool!" she yelled, visibly pissed. "It's a fucking nightmare!"

Avery looked stunned, taking a step back. "S-Sorry. I...I didn't know."

Natalie looked away, suddenly appearing visibly ashamed now.

The front door opened up then, Serenity and Michelle coming inside, prompting Avery to step out of the way.

"What's going on?" Serenity wondered, focusing on Natalie.

Avery spoke up. "I, umm. Well..." Her voice trailed off seeming uncertain of what to say.

"Sorry," Natalie whispered, her shoulders slumped now. "It was my fault." She glanced at Avery. "Didn't mean to yell at you like that. I swear, I'm not normally such a bitch. Just...it's not cool. Not at all. It sucks."

I quickly interjected to explain. "Apparently, werewolves aren't at all like you might read in a romance novel," I said, knowing she'd read quite a few of those. "Being one is not a pleasant thing. It's painful, and they have no control."

"Sorry," Avery repeated, directing her words at Natalie. "I shouldn't have assumed. It's just that it's pretty cool being like..." Her blue eyes immediately widened, as she abruptly covered her mouth with both hands, looking at me like she was in trouble. Which, of course, made it pretty easy for the blue-haired vixen to assume what she was about to say.

"Like him?" Natalie said in surprise, as it all seemed to dawn on her, how I might be able to fix her curse. Suddenly, it was like that final spark lit in her mind, and the light bulb turned all the way on.

Now, she realized exactly how I might break her curse -- by turning her into something else.

Ah, dammit.

I sighed heavily. "Please be more careful Avery," I said simply, no accusation in my tone, just a gentle reminder.

"Oh Kai, I'm so sorry," my blonde classmate replied, her tone sounding overly desperate. "I wasn't thinking. It's just, finding out she's different too, I didn't even consider that..." Her voice trailed off.

"Avery, relax," I said gently. "I was probably going to tell her anyway. And she'd figure it out on her own, if someone wasn't careful and accidentally started to look different. But yeah, in the future, let's not share the secret, even if we're dealing with someone else who is different too."

She nodded confidently. "Of course, Kai. It's not even my secret to share. And I'm really sorry."

I simply nodded, only to gesture for everyone to come into the kitchen. "Let's sit down, so I can give you two an update."

They all began to file in, with Michelle speaking up.

"Are you fine if I get started on lunch?" she wondered. "Avery and I probably should have stopped somewhere. We're both pretty famished."

"Oh, yeah of course. That's fine. We actually ended up having brunch ourselves. Do you want help?"

She shook her head. "I'm alright, sweetie."

I simply nodded as I took a seat, deciding to sit on the side of the table, instead of on the end this time. Avery went ahead and sat across from me.

Up until this point, I kind of hadn't paid much attention to the crack still in the table, the two halves held together by a few boards nailed in underneath, since it had been a couple of days since I'd broken it, but I watched Natalie focus right on it as she carefully sat down next to Avery, looking a little uncomfortable by the sight.

My sister decided to address her obvious concern, as she sat next to me, speaking to the blue-haired vixen sitting across from her. "Would you believe me if I said someone actually kidnapped me recently?" she wondered in a lighthearted tone.

Natalie's light brown eyes focused on her in surprise as she brushed some of her blue hair out of her face. "Umm, do you mean that literally?"

She nodded. "Unfortunately, yes. Was a pretty scary experience."

I took a deep breath, and decided to just summarize everything for her. "So basically, to kind of give you some context first, I've been different all my life. And when I was younger, I often snuck out in the middle of the night on the full moon."

"Wait, why the full moon?" she interjected, her blue eyebrows furrowed.

I shrugged. "I've just always felt wide awake during those nights. But anyway, when I was nine years old, I snuck out and actually stumbled on a murder taking place."

Her light brown eyes widened into saucers. "Fuck."

Serenity chimed in. "I actually had no idea that happened back then. Only that he became really depressed, for seemingly no reason."

Natalie nodded. "Well, no wonder. No kid should have to see something like that."

"Anyway," I continued. "Turned out that the killer was actually hired help. And the real murderer was filming it, so he saw me when I...didn't exactly look normal." I paused when her eyes widened again, only for her to glance at the others, before returning her attention to me as I continued. "So, he'd been trying to track me down all this time. Had no idea. Ended up throwing two different serial killers in our general direction, just to try to flush me out. And then, when he figured out that Serenity must know me, he kidnapped her." I paused. "I actually hadn't even told her my secret at that point, and so she wasn't different like she is now. She was still a normal person."

"I did my best to defend myself," Serenity added, seeming a little somber now. "Even had my gun on me when I answered the door. But he kicked it in, and then drugged me with something."

"Fuck," Natalie repeated, not at all seeming skeptical anymore. It was like she no longer had any doubts about us, or at least saw no reason for us to lie.

"Anyway," I said, placing my hand on the table, and moving it toward the crack. "Gabriella and I were just getting home, and when I saw the note left for me, taunting me to come find him before he left me a trail of body parts to collect for the funeral, this sort of happened."

Natalie nodded slowly, focusing on my hand and then meeting my gaze. "I guess you must have been pretty pissed," she commented, just stating the obvious.

I frowned. "I don't enjoy killing, and the handful of times I have, I didn't torture them or anything. I simply ended the threat. But yeah, if that guy had been here when I broke the table, then I probably would have took my time ripping his heart out and feeding it to him."

She leaned back more in her chair, seeming to relax some. "Well, when we go after those guys, feel free to take out all your frustrations on them. I'll just be happy if I can watch."

I smirked at that, only to sigh, turning in my seat to speak, in order to make sure Michelle felt included. "So that's kind of the issue we've run into," I said, segueing right into the information I wanted to share. "Natalie here was sort of kidnapped by a bunch of guys. Or rather, a pack of werewolves, and we were able to get her away from them, but they're still going to be a threat until I find them again and deal with them. Couldn't exactly take care of them in public."

Michelle stopped what she was doing, focusing on Natalie. "Oh honey, I am so sorry."

Natalie's face flushed slightly and she focused down at her lap, not responding.

Michelle continued, giving me her attention. "So what do you want us to do, dear?"

"Well, when Gabriella gets off work, we all still plan on visiting Ms. Miriam at her place. We actually saw her earlier -- kind of met her halfway -- but still have a lot to share with her." I glanced at Natalie, speaking specifically to her. "The redhead you met, Ms. Miriam, actually doesn't know that I've made anyone else like me, and I need to be careful about approaching the subject, because usually creatures that have similar traits are bad news."

Natalie nodded. "I understand. I won't snitch. Last I want to do is ruin my chances of you helping me out."

"Speaking of which," I continued. "I do want to try to see if she can help figure out how your body would handle that kind of change. Because with everyone else, they were mostly just normal people, but the last thing I'd want to do is try to help you, only to make your situation worse."