Innocent Devil’s Harem Ch. 31

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Innocent Devil’s Harem Ch. 31 — He advances his relationships with his two MILFs.

Submitted: April 18, 2021 to Literotica (Copyright Kaizer Wolf)

Tags: harem, incest (brother/sister), supernatural, shifter, big tits, redhead, blonde, MILF

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– CHAPTER 31 –

When I finally fell asleep after fucking my older sister without cumming, I slept as hard as a rock, not even dreaming at all until suddenly my nose was filled with the scent of bacon and eggs.

When my eyes popped open a few seconds later, I almost forgot where I was, unexpectedly registering that I had a warm soft body in my arms wrapped up in seductively smooth silk. My sister was facing me now, having twisted herself around in my arms at some point in time, with me likely pulling her tightly against me while I was unconscious.

Her skin and hair were their normal color now, her full pink lips parted slightly as she slept peacefully, her tits squished together, creating a wonderful sight of her deep cleavage, all framed by shiny silver.

Oh fuck, my cock was hard as a rock, my sister’s thigh on my naked hip, my throbbing head actually shoved into her crack as if I’d been trying to gain entry in my sleep. It felt so amazing, and yet I knew I had to chill out before I got carried away, knowing that angling my shaft an inch or two toward me would allow me to slip inside her pussy, but also remembering that I couldn’t afford to cum inside her at this point.

Not when I could risk her health doing so, as a half-incubus.

Taking a deep breath, I focused on the noises coming from downstairs, realizing from the soft breathing in my bedroom that Avery and Gabriella were still snuggling in bed, leaving Michelle as the one who was awake and seemingly making breakfast for everyone.

Sighing, I slowly tried to ease away from my sister, only to sit on the edge of the bed, unsure of what to do about my throbbing erection.

I mean, part of me wanted to just go into the bathroom and jerk one out, but I had no way of knowing if it might be possible for me to actually absorb someone’s energy even if they were in the other room. Thankfully, most of the times I’d masturbated when it was just me and my sister, I’d done it when she wasn’t home, often watching porn or rummaging through her underwear.

But that also meant I didn’t know what would happen exactly if I masturbated with four women in the house.

In the end, I knew I just needed to get my mind off sex, and try to distract myself so I could calm down. Standing up, I walked around the bed and grabbed my phone off the bedside table, surprised to see that I had a new message.

Opening it up, I was then even more shocked to realize it was Gabriella’s mom, all the amazing memories from the previous night suddenly at the forefront of my mind. That, and I recalled that I’d saved my number as ‘Best Fuck You’ve Ever Had,’ taunting her to find it when she woke up.

Well, she obviously found it.

Her message sounded amused.

‘Baby boy, you are adorable. I am going to leave your number like that. You have definitely earned that title.’

Oh fuck yes.

I quickly saved her number, deciding to just put it as ‘Gabriella’s mom,’ so their numbers were next to each other in my contacts, and then typed a message back.

‘I can honestly say that last night was the best sex of my life. I hope you don’t mind that I like you probably more than I should.’

After sending my message, I reread it, only to feel a little anxious about her response.

Without waiting for a reply, I typed out another.

‘Sorry if that crosses a line. I understand this is supposed to be educational. And I hope you will still teach me, even if I can’t help but be too attached.’

I sent the message before I really thought it through, only to groan.

Fuck, I felt like that message was still too clingy. Maybe even worse. Why couldn’t I just say something normal?

I tried again, only to stop myself, realizing I couldn’t do it. I was about to say something again that wouldn’t come off right, and I felt like I’d just keep digging myself a deeper hole if I didn’t stop now. Better to just wait for her response and then apologize if needed.

Maybe beg at her feet if I had to.

Fuck, this MILF had me whipped for sure.

I wanted her so bad.

Realizing I’d drive myself crazy if I waited around for her response, I decided to slip on my clothes from last night, only to head to the bathroom to take a much-needed shower. Technically, I’d fucked my sister when I already had dried fluids from fucking Mrs. Watson, and I could definitely tell I’d experienced messy sex at least once.

However, my clothes were actually still clean, minus my boxers, so after dropping my phone yalova escort off next to the sink, I slipped into my bedroom for a fresh pair of underwear, trying not to wake Gabriella and Avery, and then headed to the bathroom to rinse off.

My phone vibrated while I was cleaning up, and my anxiety only grew as I began to take my time, now wanting to put off seeing whatever her response was.

Would she chastise me for feeling this way?

Would she want to stop teaching me because I was too attached?

Would last night be the only time I got to fuck her, simply because I couldn’t keep my thoughts to myself?

Shit.

Finally climbing out of the shower, I dried off and then got dressed in my black dress pants and blue Polo shirt, brushing my teeth and combing my hair, putting on deodorant this time, before finally grabbing my phone to see what Gabriella’s mom had to say.

‘Baby boy, I am the one who likes you more than I probably should. Last night was perfect. We will do it again soon.’

Fuck yes!

I wanted to jump for joy, I was so excited.

She liked me! Gabriella’s mom liked me, and was eager to fuck again too!

I stuffed my phone in my pocket, a huge grin on my face as I stepped out of the bathroom to head downstairs, only to be surprised when my phone vibrated again. Reaching the bottom, I pulled it out, seeing that I had another message from her.

‘Since fucking you is also one of my daughter’s deepest fantasies, I do not think I am going to stop with only teaching you. I spoke with my husband this morning to explain the situation, and he has agreed to let me continue this as long as I wish. And I wish to fuck you indefinitely.’

My cock began stiffening in response to her message, only to grow concerned when I recalled that Gabriella’s dad was a part of all this.

I began typing out a message hesitantly.

‘How will that affect what you do with him?’

I paused to read it, wondering if it was too rude for me to even ask, only to send it ‘as is’ when Michelle spoke up from the kitchen.

“Good morning, sweetie,” she greeted, walking a little closer to catch my attention as she tucked some of her blonde hair behind her ear. “I made you breakfast.”

“Oh, thank you,” I replied sincerely, shoving my phone in my pocket, hoping my semi-hard cock wasn’t noticeable. Thankfully, the black pants helped a ton to hide a slight bulge. “It’s actually what woke me up,” I admitted. “I’m looking forward to eating whatever you’ve made.”

She smiled warmly. “I’m glad to hear that,” she replied. “It’s been a while since I fixed a big breakfast like this. Shall we eat together, or do you want to wait for everyone else?”

I shook my head. “No, let’s eat together,” I replied, not at all ashamed to admit I was very interested in spending time alone with her.

She gave me another warm smile, only to gesture to the table for me to sit while she prepared a plate. My mouth was watering by the time she was setting it down in front of me, but I waited for her to have a seat directly across the table before digging in, trying to control my pace so I could enjoy her company as well.

“How did you sleep?” I wondered.

“Very well, actually,” she replied, taking a bite of eggs on a piece of butter toast. “Actually, some of the deepest sleep I’ve had in a while,” she admitted.

I nodded. “Me too,” I agreed, only to pause as I watched her chew. “You know, I don’t think I’ve really had anyone fix me breakfast in a long time. Normally, I do most of the cooking.”

Michelle looked at me in surprise, only for her expression to turn somber as she swallowed, likely recalling that my mother had passed away. “Well, maybe I can help fix that, dear.”

“I wouldn’t mind if you did,” I replied honestly. “I mean, I’m always happy to cook, but this is also very nice.”

She nodded. “I think I will then, if you don’t mind. Certainly, while I’m here at least.”

I smirked at her, prompting her to smile as well, the line of freckles across her nose and cheeks looking adorable. When my phone vibrated, I ignored it, partially because I wanted to give Michelle my full attention right now, but also because I was again anxious about what Gabriella’s mom would say.

Michelle cleared her throat when I didn’t respond. “So anyway, I figured we could leave my daughter here when you take me to my house. I can grab extra clothes for her, and I think it might be good if she has a chance to spend some time alone with your girlfriend and sister. I’d imagine it would give them a chance to talk about things, since communication is really important in all types of relationships.”

I looked at her in surprise, for a variety of reasons, kind of actually feeling touched that she felt comfortable being alone with me like that, even though that was sort of the original plan, but also stunned that she seemed really eager to give my three women a chance to try to iron out the details for how things would work yalova escort bayan among us.

Like, Michelle wanted this to work out for her daughter, and she appeared to be aiming to ensure this attempt at a four-way relationship was successful.

However, when my phone vibrated a second time, I felt like I was going to start sweating bullets I was so anxious now. Fuck, I loved it that Mrs. Watson was sending me two lengthy messages in a row — it meant she wanted to talk.

She wanted to socialize.

But damn, I was so nervous about what she was going to say.

“Do you need to get that?” Michelle wondered, having heard the vibration.

I wasn’t sure if her hearing had improved much yet, but felt confident it was loud enough that any normal person would have heard.

I shook my head. “It can wait. I’m enjoying breakfast with you.”

“Oh honey,” she exclaimed. “You’re too sweet.”

“Just being honest,” I replied, feeling a little jittery to be socializing with one MILF over breakfast while I had another sticking little digital messages in my pocket. Fuck, I felt like the luckiest guy in the world right now, even despite my anxiety.

Michelle smiled, but didn’t respond, glancing toward the window.

I cleared my throat, wondering if her gaze meant anything. “You can’t feel the black stone, or anything, right?” I asked hesitantly.

She looked at me in surprise, only to shake her head. “Oh, no. It’s far enough away right now.”

I nodded, wondering why she could sense it in the first place, but doubting she had any idea. “Well, that’s good.” I then sighed. “Honestly, I can’t even begin to thank you enough about that. Like, I don’t know what it does, but I feel like you helped me dodge a bullet there.”

Her tone was suddenly serious. “Honey, you literally saved my life. You gave me CPR for half an hour, even after the doctors gave up. I’ll give up my own life before I let any harm come to you.”

I gulped at her intensity, focusing down on my food, unable to meet her intense azure gaze. “Well, thank you,” I whispered simply.

“You’re very welcome, dear,” she said warmly. “How’s your breakfast?”

I grinned up at her. “Delicious. Even more so because you made it.”

Her freckled cheeks flushed at that, her skin graying just slightly, causing a surge of accomplishment to rush through me.

Damn, all my ass-kissing was finally getting me somewhere, even if I was just being honest.

“So when do you want to leave?” I wondered. “I’d like to at least see everyone before we do,” I clarified. “But I’m obviously ready to go whenever you are.”

She frowned, glancing down at the soft pink pajamas she was wearing from my sister’s wardrobe. “Well, I suppose I’ll change back into those scrubs, and then I’ll be ready too,” she replied. “Might also go ahead and take a shower at my place, if you don’t mind.”

I tried not to gulp, knowing she was just talking about a very routine thing to do. It’s just that she’d be doing it while I was in the house. “Umm, yeah, that’s definitely fine,” I agreed, shoveling some more food in my mouth.

She smirked at me, taking another bite as well.

Shit, please tell me she didn’t notice my reaction.

We continued to eat in silence for a few minutes, before I glanced up at the clock, realizing it was actually a little past 7 AM. No doubt everyone would want to sleep in for another couple of hours at least.

I cleared my throat, only having a couple of bites of food left. “Oh, actually, I might go ahead upstairs and just say goodbye to them now. Everyone was up late last night and probably needs the rest. We will likely be back before they even get up.”

Michelle frowned at that, possibly because it meant not giving the other three time to talk by themselves, but then nodded in agreement.

“Alright, sweetie. We can do that. Although…” She hesitated, glancing toward the window again. “I’d really like to avoid getting too close to that disturbing stone.”

My eyes widened. “Oh, of course,” I agreed, shoveling in my last two bites and then standing up. “I’ll go put it in the shed out back for now, and I’ll be sure to walk really far from the house as I head back there. Okay?”

She hesitated, almost looking as if she was going to suggest all that wasn’t necessary, before sighing. “Thank you, honey.”

I grinned at her and then headed straight for the door to put on my shoes.

Running outside and grabbing the black chest from my car was a quick chore, and within a minute I already had it stashed in the shed in the backyard next to the woods, which was about as far from the house as my car had been parked. That should mean that it wouldn’t bother Avery’s mom while she was inside the house.

I then made my way inside through the backdoor, kicked off my shoes, and headed upstairs to say goodbye to everyone. In the meantime, Michelle collected our dishes and then came upstairs to step into the bathroom while I was in my sister’s escort yalova room, I assumed to change back into the scrubs from the hospital.

Serenity was groggy when I woke her up, so I just let her know what I was doing, kissed her and thanked her for last night, and then let her sleep. I then was about to let Gabriella and Avery know too, but decided against it, since I at least knew my sister would have no problem going back to sleep, whereas I wasn’t sure how either of the other two would react to me waking them up.

And I really wanted them to be well rested, in case we were up late tonight hanging out.

Heading back downstairs instead, I put my shoes back on and waited for Michelle to be ready. She was out of the bathroom about a minute later, and was shouldering her purse after grabbing her phone from the kitchen, putting both it and a charger inside her leather bag.

“Ready,” she said once she met my gaze.

I opened the door for her, locking it behind me, and then followed her out to my silver car. I thought about opening the passenger’s door for her as well, but didn’t want to push my luck by seeming too eager to please her. Because, as much as I wanted this woman to like me, I also didn’t want to push her away by being too enthusiastic too soon.

Once we were on the road, we socialized a little about random things, with her asking ‘mom stuff’ like what subjects I enjoyed in school, as well as if I had any plans after I graduated. Unfortunately, I didn’t really have plans at the moment, and I was thankful when she didn’t chastise me for not being prepared.

But the truth was, I didn’t need to work or go to college right away, if at all, and I had plenty of time to try to figure stuff out. Still, I actually loved being peppered with questions from her, feeling like she was taking a sincere interest in my life and, most importantly, in me.

Michelle and Avery lived in a high-class subdivision about fifteen minutes away from where I lived, and while their house wasn’t nearly as nice as Mrs. Watson’s place, it was still really fancy-looking. I was actually really glad that Michelle could keep the house if she wanted, due to the prenuptial agreement she’d signed with her husband, since it felt like it would be such a shame to have to sell it as part of the eventual divorce.

However, when I pulled up to their house, I was a little confused when I noticed that there were two cars in the driveway, instead of just one. A nice black one, as well as Avery’s beige car.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t the only one who was a little alarmed.

“Dammit,” Michelle hissed, her blonde eyebrows furrowed in obvious annoyance. “I told him not to come over.”

“What’s wrong?” I wondered. “Is it your husband?”

She nodded, taking a deep breath. “Yes. He called me this morning, because he just found out from his brother, Avery’s uncle, that we were in a car accident yesterday. I told him we were fine, but he insisted he check on us.”

“So you knew he’d be here?” I asked seriously.

She looked at me in surprise. “What? No, of course not. I told him we weren’t even home right now and were staying with a friend.”

I nodded. “Okay, so then, what do you want to do?”

She took a deep breath. “Well, we’re already here. I’ll just tell him I’m fine, and ask him to leave.”

“Do you want me to stay here?” I wondered hesitantly.

She looked at me in shock again. “Of course not, honey. You’re more than welcome to come in my house. He’s not. And if I have to, I’ll threaten a restraining order. He has no right to be here, and I don’t want him here.”

I nodded, popping open my door. “Well, if it really comes down to it, I’ll escort him off the property myself.”

She gave me an affectionate look. “Oh honey, you really are so sweet. But don’t worry about it. I’ll make him leave.”

I smiled with a nod, closing my door and then locking my car as we walked up the short set of steps leading to the nice concrete porch. Michelle fished her keys out of her purse and unlocked the door, which only had the bottom handle locked. She then proceeded to step in and wait for me, before slamming it closed behind me.

Mr. Copeland came rushing down the stairs barely five seconds later, seeming overly eager to greet his wife, before he laid eyes on me. The man was actually taller than I was expecting, and well built, as if he’d spent a decent amount of time in the gym at one point in his life. However, he also had a decent sized gut, and appeared to be balding prematurely.

Nevertheless, he definitely wasn’t some IT nerd dude, like I’d kind of assumed. It was obvious he’d been truly handsome at one point in time in his life, and still retained some of his younger looks even now.

Mr. Copeland stopped in his tracks, looking confused to find a stranger with his wife, even if I was a younger stranger, which gave Avery’s mom enough time to speak up.

“What in the hell are you doing here?” Michelle demanded. “Do I really need to change the locks? Has it come to this?”

He focused on her, seeming flustered to have her speaking like that in front of someone else. “Babe, I’m not here to fight with you. I was really worried when I found out you and Avery were in an accident. Why didn’t anyone call me?”

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