Innocent Devil S Harem Taboo Ch 53

Innocent Devil's Harem Taboo Ch. 53

-- Sex with blonde MILF. Daughter obeys.

Original: August 29, 2021

Submitted: August 15, 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 53: Third-Eye -

Avery knelt on the floor as she tried to process what was happening right now, her head swimming as she succumbed to the lust that had been silently building up within her for years now.

For as long as she could remember, she had always viewed her mother as being objectively the most beautiful woman she'd ever seen, and that realization had only grown as she got older and matured into a beautiful young woman herself.

However, even as their relationship shifted from simply 'mother-and-daughter' to something more fuller as 'friends,' it wasn't until she began having sex dreams -- involving her mother dating and having sex with her high school crush -- that she began to develop a taboo interest in her mother herself.

It was something the daughter wanted to see.

Something that she wanted to hear.

Something that she wanted to

experience

.

To witness her mother having hot passionate sex.

As much as she wanted to watch her man have sex, especially with her mother, she also wanted to watch her mother have sex too.

However, it was more than that.

Last night had really opened both of their eyes.

For it wasn't the kissing or fingering that made the daughter climax.

It was listening to her mother have sex.

And similarly, while the mother climaxed repeatedly from the sex itself, specifically with the handsome man she was fucking, there were several times when it was her daughter's moans that spurred her on to climax yet again, even after she'd gotten there so many times already.

And yet, it was

even more

than that.

After sharing in such a sexual experience separately, they both longed to share in a sexual experience together.

Which was exactly what they now were doing.

Just as their guy and his older sister were now on a date...

So were mother and daughter also on a date...

And so, after passionately kissing and touching for a while, the mother had asked a simple question as they both breathed heavily.

'Do you want to know what our man's cum tastes like?'

And so now Avery knelt on the floor, trembling slightly as she focused up at her mother's mature body wrapped up tightly in shiny blue silk, her heavy tits looking so full and tight in the restraining silk top, trying to control her breathing as the woman before her slowly spread her legs more, reaching out to grasp her daughter's youthful face.

The younger platinum-blonde didn't resist as her mom gently guided her to lean forward more, Avery slowly shifting her weight to her hands as she closed her eyes and pressed her lips into her mother's swollen folds.

She wasn't sure if she'd really get the chance to taste her crush's cum in her mother's pussy, even though he filled her so much the previous night, but Avery also knew it didn't matter in this moment.

She'd taste either way.

And so she did, her tongue beginning to poke, prod, and lick at her mother's swollen cunt, whimpering uncontrollably as she swam with lust while tasting her own mother for the first time.

Michelle's tone was tender as she spoke up quietly.

"Good girl," she praised simply.

Avery's passion soared at those simple words, overwhelmed with accomplishment that she'd pleased the woman who raised her. Causing her to lick and suck even more, craving to hear those words again and again.

"Mmm, such a good girl," Michelle continued, her tone quiet and affectionate. "Even just a day ago, and I would have felt so ashamed to be taking advantage of my baby girl like this, but now..." She sucked in a deep breath, only to moan again. "Uhhh, that's perfect baby girl. Just like that." She sighed heavily, continuing to run her fingers through her daughter's platinum-blonde hair. "But last night really awakened something within me. And now, after enjoying the man you like so much, after having sex with him as my son, after listening to you cum to the sounds of me enjoying him, I finally feel free to give into my most forbidden desires. Mmm," she moaned. "Yeah, use your fingers, baby girl. Try to get your whole hand in me. Oh yes," she groaned, tensing her thighs, before continuing as she tenderly stroked her fingers through her daughter's hair. "You've truly become my best friend, baby. And now that we're going to share your man, I'm looking forward to taking you as my lover too. I want to have sex with both of my children. Both my sweet boy, and my sweet girl."

Avery whimpered as she began sliding all her fingers deep inside her mother's pussy, uncontrollably moaning as she continued even further, able to get up to her wrist within her mother's swollen folds.

So deep.

She was so deep, her hand so slimy and warm as she sucked on her mom's clit.

And she knew, this was only the beginning...

Of her first time having sex with her gorgeous mother.

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After I bought Serenity a ring at the mall, and she proceeded to take me to the mall bathroom so we could have some privacy while I proposed to her, we found ourselves half-naked in front of the mirrors, my cock still buried inside her pussy from behind, both of us transformed after having passionately fucked.

None of that was inherently a problem though, since we were behind a locked door.

Instead, the issue was someone beginning to knock on the door, and when neither of us said anything, frozen in place, they began trying the handle.

"Just a minute!" my sister finally said firmly, intentionally trying to sound irritated. But I knew better. Her scent was tainted with anxiety at the possibility that this person had heard us having sex, and that was the true reason they were knocking on the door.

However, surprisingly the individual in question grumbled to herself, and then proceeded on to the public restroom.

My older sister and I both let out a deep sigh, relaxing as we began to separate, with her moving to clean up the mess threatening to escape her snatch, while I simply pulled up my boxers and pants all the way. Of course, we were both going to smell like sex now, but I doubted the average human would notice.

After all, we'd both just taken a shower not long ago, and the scent wouldn't be strong enough to penetrate our clothing for some time. If at all, since I knew what we'd done wasn't even that uncommon, in terms of having sex and then going out in public without showering afterward. Quite a few people walked around smelling faintly of intercourse, and no one else seemed to notice.

Once Serenity was done wiping up what she could, already looking normal again, she pulled up her panties and jeans, only to hold up her left hand and focus on the delicate ring.

I couldn't help but smirk at the affection in my sister's deep brown eyes, moving closer to wrap my arms around her and plant a heavy kiss on her lips, loving the feel of her smooth black blouse against my skin.

She moaned softly as she wrapped her arms around my neck, only to pull away with a warm smile.

"I love you so much," she whispered.

"Love you too," I replied, only to grin again. "Now where to? Wasn't expecting the family bathroom to be one of our stops, but now I'm curious what else you've got planned."

My sister returned the grin. "Well, I admit I wasn't initially planning on this, but I'm glad we did. Let's go ahead and get out of here before anyone notices, and then we can figure out where to go next." She paused when I smirked, realizing I was thinking dirty now. "Which

store

to visit next," she clarified with another smile.

"Oh, so we're going to do this in a store, huh? Kinky."

She just shook her head, knowing I was teasing her, letting go of me as she looked around like she was double-checking that we had everything. But she hadn't brought her purse with us, instead just having stuck her ID and credit card in her back pocket with her phone, so other than the fancy bag and empty ring box, there wasn't anything else to grab.

My sister then gave me another affectionate smile before leading the way to the bathroom door.

We both paused at the door when we heard someone walking by again, probably the woman from earlier leaving the public restroom, waiting until she was in the main hall before opening it.

Thankfully, there was no one else around, so we were officially in the clear, having fucked without getting caught. However, the moment I stepped outside the door, I froze solid, hit again with that strange scent I'd noticed earlier.

A scent that was faint and brief.

One second it was there, and then it was suddenly gone just as fast, almost as if I'd imagined it.

Serenity had just been turning her head to look up at me, immediately noticing that something was up.

"Hey, what's wrong?" she whispered.

"That smell again," I said simply.

Her deep brown eyes widened in surprise. "Think it's coming from that person who knocked on the door?"

Now it was my turn to be surprised, although I realized I shouldn't have been. Serenity obviously didn't know that my nose was

very

powerful, and I could easily track down that woman even now, yet the odd scent, which I didn't even know how to describe, had completely vanished.

"No, I can smell her scent. This was something different."

"What does it smell like?" she wondered seriously, attempting to sniff the air herself. But of course, she didn't notice anything, her senses still far from being as powerful as mine.

"You know, I actually have no idea how to describe it. Nothing even to compare it to."

She frowned at that, her delicate brown eyebrows knitting together.

I sighed heavily, definitely curious myself about it, but having no idea how I might track down something that could vanish like that. Plus, even though it was strange, I didn't want to spend all morning trying to solve a mystery that might not be anything too special to begin with.

This was supposed to be our first official date as being more than brother and sister, and wasting it on something like that felt like a shame, especially when I couldn't just 'follow the scent.'

Taking a deep breath, I wrapped my arm around her shoulders.

"Don't worry about it, sis. The smell is completely gone, and I'd rather enjoy our date together."

She sighed as well, only to nod as she wrapped her arms around my waist, and we began heading back to the main hall. She then let go, slipping out of my one-arm embrace to wrap her arms around my bicep instead, like she'd been doing before.

Like she'd also done occasionally when I was younger, pretty much as soon as I'd grown taller than her.

However, as we stepped into the main hallway and began walking the way we'd come, she spoke up again in a whisper.

"Hey, didn't you say that Ms. Miriam helped you see sexual energy?"

I looked down at her in surprise, seeing her brow was furrowed again. "Well, I don't exactly 'see' it, but yeah. What about it?"

"Well, I mean, what did she do to help you sense it?"

I frowned at that, realizing I'd never actually mentioned the third-eye thing to them. "Apparently some supernatural people naturally have an ability to sense things like magic and such. She called it a third-eye, but obviously it's not really an eye. Although, now that you've said it like that, about me 'seeing' it, I suppose that is the closest comparison."

Serenity immediately stopped in her tracks, tugging on my arm as she did so, which thankfully went mostly unnoticed since the only other couple in the vicinity were walking the opposite direction, and were already behind us on the other side of the hall.

"Are you sure the smell is a

smell

?" she said seriously.

My eyes widened in sincere surprise.

She continued. "I mean, when you sense sexual energy, you just said that it's similar to seeing it. But if this third-eye thing isn't truly a form of sight, then what if what you think you're 'smelling' isn't actually an odor in the air at all. Might be your third-eye picking up on something, and you're just perceiving it as a smell because it's something very different than the other things you've detected. Things that you might have associated with your sight before."

I just stared at her, completely baffled.

I mean, my sister was a detective, and looking for clues and piecing together fragments of evidence to form theories was literally her job. And the fact that she was talented at it was partially why she was put on hard cases, despite her otherwise being inexperienced compared to the average detective, in terms of years in that type of position. But just the fact that she'd gone from so little information, to formulating an idea that might really be true, was sincerely impressive and astonishing.

And her theory really did seem plausible, because I could remember what Ms. Miriam said when I was trying to see the edges of the dimensional gate, suggesting that I was probably making the most common mistake of looking too much with my physical eyes...

And how the easiest solution would be to just

close my eyes

, but that she didn't want to stay down there long, since the portal worked both ways, and that whatever was on the other side might sense our presence if we lingered for too long...

But I might have sensed it, if I'd just

closed my eyes

.

Serenity spoke up when I didn't respond. "Want to try again?" she asked seriously, already letting go of my arm in preparation to turn around.

I sighed. "Yeah, I guess. I just didn't want to ruin our date."

She gave me an affectionate smile. "Kai, all that matters to me is that we're together. I don't care what we do, so long as it's you and me."

I returned the smile. "Love you, Ren."

"Love you too," my sister replied warmly, grabbing my hand this time as she led me back toward the smaller hallway with the restrooms. The area was still vacant, so we walked right back up to the family restroom door, and I took a deep breath, smelling no unusual scents as I closed my eyes to try to focus on this new sixth sense I had.

Shockingly, I picked up on it again right away, now that I was focusing on the right sense, although I had to admit that it did still feel like a smell...

Just not a smell I was detecting with my physical nose, even if it was more similar.

And then,

unexpectedly

, I knew exactly what it was, except that the previous times I'd sensed it, the experience had been much different.

It was an

aura

, but not a normal one.

Previously, whenever I'd noticed someone's aura, something Ms. Miriam said incubi couldn't usually do, I did perceive it more as 'seeing it,' since it was actively shifting in response to the person generating it.

But this was different.

This wasn't an aura directly emanating from a person.

It was an aura

left behind

by a person.

And the reason why I'd sensed it was because of the potency of the emotion, similar to how a scent might be much more noticeable the stronger it was.

However, while the metaphysical scent was faint, the unexpected emotions hitting me were decisively

not

. Similar to how I felt the potent sexual and

gentle

presence of Ms. Miriam -- which was the core to her aura, even as her emotions shifted -- I felt two distinct aspects of this aura, a permanent part and temporary part, left behind by powerful emotions.

Or rather, I suspected it was one emotion that triggered the release of this particular scent, that one simply being

frustration

.

And I only knew of one person who had recently been frustrated in this particular spot...

But from that single emotion of frustration, all the others followed, almost like a picture being taken, capturing the whole image, giving me a full sample of the entire aura, as if I was looking at it directly.

Agonizing pain, crushing defeat, overwhelming devastation, and absolute depression.

Yet, at the very core, the part that represented the stable aspect that wouldn't change no matter what...

Defiance.

A defiance to continue on, no matter what.

A defiance to

persist

, no matter how bad it got...

To persist...

A spell?

Unexpectedly, my eyes widened in shock when I suddenly realized that I could think of a spell for this individual's aura, to essentially verbalize their aura into words, almost like...

Almost like, calling it by its name.

Not a given name, but a real name.

Just like how I'd assigned a spell to create a flame, and just like I'd learned a healing spell from Ms. Miriam, I felt like this aura had a name.

And this aura's name was...

My brow furrowed when I realized I didn't know words that would wholly represent the core of what I was sensing. Like, I felt as if the best words to call it were

Persistent Stubbornness

, but that didn't feel like it was the aura's name. That might be what the name would translate to in my language, but I felt as if the true words to identify it would be something else entirely.

Something from an entirely different language.

Serenity finally spoke up, seeming overly concerned now. "What is it?" she whispered. "What do you feel?"

I took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. "I'm not sure if I mentioned it before, but when Ms. Miriam opened my third-eye a little, I began to sense people's auras."

"Auras?" she said in confusion. "Like, emotions or something?"

"Yeah, kind of. There's a part that doesn't change easily, sort of like a person's underlying scent, or overall appearance, and then there's a part that shifts with a person's emotions. So, imagine wearing a different perfume throughout the day, or just changing your clothes. Your scent and appearance overall stay the same, and don't change easily, whereas the temporary part does, just like when you put on a new outfit."

She nodded. "And I assume I have an aura then?"

I smirked. "Yeah, everyone does. Granted, usually my nose and hearing tip me off about a lot of things, but if someone seems anxious, I can gather more information from the aura. Like this morning, I knew you were aroused, but I might have actually been a little worried if I only paid attention to your heartrate and other cues, because overall you seemed anxious too. But your aura told me you were actually more excited than anything."

"Kai," she hissed, her face flushing. "Don't just say things like that."

"Which part?" I wondered with a grin, suspecting I knew.

"J-Just the...me being in the mood part.

Jeez

," she scoffed.

I chuckled.

Only to sigh, followed by a frown.

She picked up on the implications of my expression. "So is the reason why you can sense this aura because it's bad or something?"

I nodded, feeling a little somber now. "Yeah, not the permanent part. But the temporary part is pretty bad. Like, I think they're in trouble, but I'm not sure what we could do about it."

"Is it a guy or girl?" she wondered. "Or can you tell?"

I shrugged. "Well, no. Actually, I can't really tell. Not from the aura itself. But the emotion that sort of 'released' this aura in this spot was frustration."