Innocent Devil S Harem Taboo Ch 62

Innocent Devil's Harem Taboo Ch. 62

-- Petite redhead MILF loves kinky roleplay.

Original: October 31, 2021

Submitted: December 26, 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 62: New Experiences -

After a surprisingly intimate date with Miriam, mostly in her underground laboratory -- where she presented an offer I couldn't refuse and we officially agreed to make things work out between us -- we finally made our way back to her master suite. At which point, I ended up fucking her again in her massive romantic bed in a failed attempt to help her get out of the shiny skintight bodysuit.

To be clear, I was trying to stay on task, but she made the casual comment that I was free to 'use her' whenever I desired, and 'little me' immediately got 'not so little,' prompting me to take her up on that offer without hesitation, now knowing that she could handle the pounding, fucking her like I fucked Gwen the day before -- as a means to enjoy myself with her cute body.

However, it turned out that taking control like that really turned her on, and she actually cummed just before I got there, only to squirt harder once I filled her up with my thick load.

Fuck, her moans and whimpers were so adorable.

I mentally kept switching between thinking of her being my little sister, only to think of her as my short-stack mother, and couldn't decide which was more erotic. Both ideas turned me on to absurd degrees, with her charm likely helping to make it feel super realistic.

It was so strange to see a succubus so overwhelmed with passion, to the point that it looked like her head was swimming like she was dizzy, her midnight wings twitching uncontrollably.

I also quickly realized that stopping for us was going to be difficult if we fully gave into our lusts, because when her passion sored afterward and she decided to gag herself on my cock, 'my little sister suffocating herself desperately before mom and dad came home,' I realized I was already feeling like I

needed

to cum again.

Not just wanted, but

needed

.

I

had to

cum down her throat.

It was urgent.

Honestly, it wasn't much different from fucking Mrs. Rebecca, aside from the lust and passion cycle just being significantly stronger. However, I was also different now, and felt more in control of myself, being less affected by her erotic charm overall, causing us to end up settling with some snuggling in her bed before dinner.

Snuggling with my little sister.

And then my perspective flipped again, and I was snuggling with my short mother.

As if it was a secret we both knew, but were afraid to discuss out loud, because it was just easier to not say anything at all. Easier to keep our mouths shut, and not have to deal with the implications and discussions that would probably have to happen if it were true.

To just fuck my mom, knowing it was my mom, but never actually asking her if she truly gave birth to me. So instead, we just snuggled, as a small mother and her larger son, for a long time until dinner was ready.

Yeah, it was already that late.

Serenity, Gabriella, Natalie, and I all arrived at Miriam's mansion just before 3:00 PM, and it was already almost 6:00 PM, the time having flown right by, although some of that initial time was spent just socializing with Miriam, and sharing my biggest secret.

At first, Miriam and I didn't realize we'd spent more time alone than we'd anticipated, but upon checking the clock on her cellphone, she got dressed in a more presentable outfit, just tossing on what she'd been wearing previously -- including her leather bolero shrug and leather pants, coupled with her creamy open-back shirt -- and we regrouped with everyone else and headed to the dining room in preparation for dinner.

I was holding my little sister's hand again when we arrived.

The little sister that I'd just fucked the shit out of.

At which point, I met one of Miriam's chefs, who apparently wasn't her 'renowned five-star' chef, but had been employed for nearly a decade, looking quite attractive for a woman in her late forties. I tried not to feel awkward when Miriam introduced me to the lady, knowing very well that Gwen had made it a point to emphasize that her mistress used to fuck

everyone

, including her chefs, instead just being thankful it wasn't one of the male cooks who happened to be working today.

But then again, I wondered if maybe it wasn't a coincidence.

Miriam had already disclosed that she'd suddenly found herself in a situation where she couldn't resume her previous lifestyle, and I suspected that having her only female chef come in for the day might have been a conscious choice on her part. Hard to say without asking directly, but I didn't want to put more stress on her than necessary, trusting her to keep her promise to me no matter what other ancillary decisions she made.

Meaning, I didn't expect her to start firing everyone working for her, just because she'd slept with them at some point. Maybe eventually she'd transition to a staff who'd never had the honor of such an experience, but I figured I'd let her make that decision in her own time.

She was a grown woman after all, far older than me, and had already made the one decision that mattered most to our relationship. So I wouldn't stress about the rest, or stress her out about it.

Of course, that meant I'd probably have to get used to potentially meeting people who Miriam had fucked at least once, if not dozens of times. She was a succubus after all, and that had been a biological requirement of her existence for thousands of years.

But again, as far as I was concerned, all that mattered most was that, upon meeting me and getting to know me, she'd decided to dramatically alter her life, in part because she could actually have a more normal relationship with me in particular.

But it was still a huge transition, and I would have to be patient with her.

At the massive dinner table, while munching from a fruit platter that included berries and nuts, the women all socialized more with each other, while I just listened for the most part, enjoying that they were all getting along so well, especially the two redheads and darker-haired women.

Miriam finally felt like just a normal person to me again, not especially feeling like a sister or mother, but instead like a hot younger woman I'd just recently started dating.

The four of us visiting were sitting across from Miriam and her maid, with both Gabriella and Serenity on my left, while Natalie sat quietly on my right.

Gwen was especially

super

interested in Serenity after finding out that she was probably part-imp, having already seen her transform while Miriam and I were alone, but still seeming very focused and engaged with my older sister, as if the devil maid had found her new best friend.

But then again, if imps were really so rare now, then I could understand why.

And similarly, Gabriella was very interested in getting to know the family she hadn't been aware existed prior to just a day ago, seeming more than just casually interested in Miriam. Of course, I could be wrong, but I felt like Gabriella had the hots for her.

That she wanted to fuck her.

Wished Miriam would take her hand and show her a tour like she'd done for me.

Hard to say for sure though.

Natalie didn't really participate in the conversation, but she seemed to be much more relaxed compared to when we first arrived. I supposed that part of that was her learning that Gwen's stares weren't necessarily hostile, and that she was truly welcome here so long as she obeyed Miriam's rules.

The biggest, of which, was to just be careful what she did with her mouth, so as to not accidentally give someone else her curse.

At first, even as everyone else filled a small glass bowl of fruit to snack on while we waited for dinner to be ready, the blue-haired magazine model only sat quietly in her seat on my right, seeming content to just sit there. But when her belly quietly grumbled, a noise I suspected only I heard, in part because of the eavesdropping spell that controlled sound travel in the mansion, I decided to fill her a bowl myself and then slide it in front of her.

Unsurprisingly, there was a bit of surprise in her expression, followed immediately by hesitation, but when she glanced at the other four women and didn't see anyone even reacting to the gesture, she whispered 'thanks' and began digging in, being much more graceful than the last two times I'd seen her eat.

While I couldn't be entirely sure, I suspected she might still feel unwelcome, which would make perfect sense considering Serenity and I basically picked her up earlier that morning, and essentially dragged her along for all our pre-arranged plans.

However, I figured her inclusion in the overall group should shift once I successfully became her alpha, and possibly once I gave her some of my blood too. Although, I was fully aware that getting rid of her previous tormentors would be a factor as well, and even then she might need time to sort of get used to normal life again.

Not to mention, even though becoming her alpha involved sex, that didn't necessarily mean we were going to end up forming a relationship afterward, something I knew she might not be interested in after all she'd been through.

For all I knew, it might be sex one time, just so I could have the level of authority to control her as needed when she turned into a monster, and then after that we might never have sex ever again. Hard to say for sure at this point how things would turn out, but I was plenty happy with my current situation, and wasn't going to lose sleep if she ended up having no interest in becoming more than just master and servant.

Granted, she

was

going to have to be in my life from now on, either way, but her inclusion didn't necessarily need to be romantic.

I glanced at Serenity right next to me on my left when I realized she was asking more about the experiment now, since Miriam had just made a comment about taking me to check on it after dinner.

"What exactly are you checking?" my sister wondered, only sounding curious. "To see if it'll change Natalie like it has done to us?"

Miriam had a pleasant smile on her face, seeming very content as she leaned forward on the table, her cheek in her hand, leather-clad elbow on the table. "That, and I also wanted to ensure his blood wouldn't be harmful to Gwen or myself."

"Is there a reason to think that it might?" Serenity asked in concern.

Miriam glanced at me briefly, before focusing back on her. "Well..." She paused, frowning slightly. "I once heard a story, a very long time ago, about a creature with cursed blood that would turn humans into monsters, but would actually kill other supernatural beings if exposed to it. Honestly, I have no way to verify if that tale was true or not, but figured the interaction of his blood with ours was worth investigating, rather than just assuming Kai has miracle blood that can benefit just about anyone."

Serenity turned her head to look at me, seeming sincerely worried about that possibility.

I decided to chime in. "Good thing is that I don't bleed easily, so there's that."

"Yeah," Serenity agreed, seeming hesitant. "But Gabriella and I now share your blood, and we're not as durable as you. At least not yet."

Oh. Shit.

I focused on Miriam, seeing that she didn't seem overly surprised or concerned about that realization. "How soon do you think we could check?" I wondered seriously.

She shrugged one shoulder, her cheek still resting in her palm. "You said four to eight hours to transform an entire person. So we probably could have checked an hour ago and felt confident about

those

results."

Now I was confused. "Then...is there any reason why we can't check now? Why wait?"

She gave me a small smile. "Because I'm honestly not too worried about those results." She glanced at Natalie. "The werewolf curse is what needs a lot more time, and we have samples of both Gwen and my blood actively reacting to hers." She focused on me again. "However, I suppose it couldn't hurt to check soon, since ultimately what really matters is determining whether or not your blood will affect her curse in any detectable manner. Hopefully eliminating it entirely."

I nodded, glancing to my right to see that Natalie was now looking away from everyone, her hands folded in her lap, her legs entirely bare due to the short sheer dress and leather jacket not covering much beyond her hips, her expression pained.

Miriam's tone was unexpectedly affectionate. "Do you want to come with me and check now, big brother?"

My face flushed as I focused on her, ignoring the unexpected grins of amusement Serenity and Gabriella had plastered on their faces.

"Umm, I mean, yeah. If you don't mind, and think we'll at least know how my blood affected things. I wasn't really too concerned before, but kind of feel anxious about the results now."

Miriam grinned. "Let's try that again, bro."

I gave her a confused look, only to sense what she wanted, her charm making it very clear.

"Umm, yeah sis. I want to check."

She smirked, glancing over her shoulder as the chef and a single waitress began wheeling out two carts full of covered plates and dishes. She then sat up and slipped out of her chair, focusing on the other four women.

"Go ahead and start without us."

Gabriella spoke up. "Are you sure? I don't think any of us mind waiting. Or is it because you think you might be a while?" she added allusively, do to the two staff.

Serenity nodded as I slipped out of my chair. "Honestly, I think we can wait for you and Kai to get back," she agreed, focusing up at me when I briefly rubbed her upper back.

Miriam gave a small smile. "Thank you. But that's alright, and yes, it's possible we might take longer than expected. I don't technically need to eat food, and was only planning on poking at my meal a little. This large feast is mostly for all of you." She glanced at her maid. "Gwen, you'll make them feel welcome by eating your fill, won't you?"

"Yes mistress," she replied simply.

The female chef spoke up. "Would you like for me to reheat your plate when you return, Madam Klein?"

We all looked at her in shock, none of us having heard anyone call Miriam by the name 'Klein' before.

Was that her last name?

The redhead minx wasn't affected by our looks, giving the chef a similar warm expression. "No, that is alright, Emma. You already came in on your day off. You may go home after you've cleaned up in the kitchen. Gwen can handle the rest of our dishes."

"As you wish," Emma replied. "Thank you, and I hope you enjoy tonight's selection."

"I'm sure I will," Miriam said warmly, only to focus on me, gesturing with her hand. "Let's go."

"Wait, is Klein your last name?" I blurted out, knowing everyone else probably had the same question.

Miriam shrugged. "It's the one I'm currently using. I didn't share, since I'll probably end up changing it again in a few years, considering 'Ms. Miriam Klein' is on record as being over ninety years old." She paused. "Miriam is my real first name though. I usually don't change that." She then abruptly looked at her devil maid. "I let Gwen pick it out the most recent time I changed my last name." Her look turned into a playful glare. "She thought it would be funny to name me something that means 'small.'"

"Sorry mistress," Gwen blurted out, the corner of her purple lips twitching like she was trying not to smirk.

"Sure you are," Miriam scoffed, rolling her eyes, only to grin at me. "Now, ready?" she prompted again.

"Yeah," I replied simply.

Having already patted Serenity's shoulder, I similarly gave Gabriella's shoulder a gentle squeeze as I passed, prompting an affectionate look from her, only for her attention to shift to the waitress when she came around the long table with two covered plates.

Now that I was becoming more familiar with the mansion, I knew that going to the right of the table, or east, would lead to the grand foyer, whereas heading deeper into the dining hall, toward our left, would lead to a breakfast room with a glass wall that opened up into a conservatory with a ton of plants.

However, just beyond that space was the doorway that led to the west service hall with the secret door to the underground laboratory. Previously, we'd reached it from the second floor, going past a laundry room, additional guest room, as well as some sex rooms I still hadn't seen, only to take the stairs down to the first floor.

In this case, we were already on the first floor, so after following Miriam into the stairwell area, we went right for the lab, with her waiting on me briefly to hold my hand as we walked down the wide spiral stairwell together.

"Hey, so kind of a random question," I blurted out without thinking.

She looked up at me with a tender expression. "What is it, big brother?" she wondered.

I sighed, though not because I didn't like the term of endearment, deciding to just be blunt. "I'm assuming you've fucked both that chef and waitress, right?"

She immediately looked away, her expression slightly pained. "Oh. Umm, yes."

"And of course, I know that you've pretty much fucked all your other staff too. How do you think they're going to react to you potentially not doing that anymore?"

She sighed heavily. "Not

potentially

, Kai. I don't break my promises. I don't commit to something unless I fully intend on following through."

"Oh, well, I didn't want to sound rude. Little sis," I added playfully.

She shook her head at the 'me sounding rude' part, stopping at the door leading out of the hall into the bright lab in order to allow me to open it for her. She then took my hand again as we walked more slowly down the short hall, slowing down even more once we'd turned into the main room. "I don't think it's rude of you to expect me to keep a promise I made," she finally said quietly. "And for now, it probably won't affect anything, in terms of their reactions to that decision. I can only fuck a human about once a month, maybe twice a month at the most, without hurting them, so doubtful anyone would even notice that anything was different right away." She glanced up at me, our fingers still intertwined, her looking so sexy in her black leather pants and leather bolero shrug, with her creamy ivory shirt hanging seductively off her small perky tits. "I have roughly sixty humans who work for me, rotating throughout the week, so that pretty much allowed me to have sex with anywhere from two to four people daily, without hurting anyone. But for them, that meant only getting to fuck with me once or twice a month."

I nodded slowly as I considered that. "And having sex with me one time can replace all that lust?" I clarified.

She frowned slightly. "Kai, the last time you were here, you gave me enough lust to fill seven opals, which would normally require sex with over a

hundred

humans. You gave me more lust than I need for half a year."

My brow furrowed, trying to work out that math.

She seemed to pick up on my confusion. "At bare minimum, I really only need to have sex every other day to remain healthy. I fucked around much more than that because I love to fuck."

"Oh. Make sense." I paused, just wanting to fully understand things, now wondering why she was implying she previously had sixty partners. "But if you don't need the lust of up to four people per day, then is there really any harm in sleeping with the same person more frequently?"