Incest/Taboo Don't Summon Me

I opened the door and smiled.

The drawing room was filled with seating, side tables of food, and a bar. Bottles of drinks, from spirits to wines, crowded behind the bar. The curtains were open, gray light flooding the room. Classical music played from hidden speakers. The seating was plush, and comfortable.

It was perfect.

I lead everyone in. Bodies moved past me, Theo leading the charge for the bar. He moved behind it, a twinkle in his eye and a confident smile across his lips. He picked up cups and glasses. Dana and Beth walked up to the bar, asking for specific drinks. Theo simply nodded and went to work making their drinks.

I turned my attention to Nana, my mother, and her sisters. They were all talking and laughing, like no time had passed since they last saw each other. My heart quickened with a homey warmth that I had long forgotten. It was incredible to have my mother and aunts brought back, but having Nana here tied it all together into a harmonic song.

Victoria bowed in my direction, before stepping back and closing the door behind her, giving us our privacy.

My gaze shifted to Nana. Her eyes were so filled with life, looking upon her daughters, it made my soul weep. She was the magical bond that kept us together, and now, she was here, in our ancestorial home.

Rose guided Nana and her sisters to me. She motioned to a pair of large couches facing each other. We moved as one to them. Lily and Violet sat down on one. My mother and Nana sat on the other.

I looked at my nana, my heart beating with renewed excitement. "Can I get you anything, Nana?"

She gave me a loving smile. "Whiskey, straight."

I nodded before turning my attention to my mother and aunts.

"Whiskey," my mother said.

"Red wine," Lily said.

"Absinthine," Violet said with a wink.

I smiled at them before I turned and walked to the bar.

Dana and Beth were speaking with Theo as he placed their drinks before them. When I approached, he gave me a sly look.

"I heard. Preparing the drinks right now."

"Make me a whiskey as well," I added.

"Will do. Go hang with Nana. I'll bring your drinks," Theo winked at me.

It was nice to see him so happy and confident. Our vacation was mending us, a little at a time. With Nana here, I could taste the victory of our dark crusade on the horizon.

I quickly made my way back to the beautiful women sitting across from each other, deep in conversation.

"The last few years have been harrowing, but Gerald ensured this break necessary. Of course, we followed his will. Even we need a rest at time," my mother explained.

I sat down beside Nana. She glanced at me, and put her hand on my thigh. She gave me a loving squeeze, while turning her attention back to her daughters.

"We still remember parts of the dark dream. We were asleep until Gerald pulled us from the dream lands," Lily said.

Nana turned to me. Her hair was long, and free, it framed her pales features. The faint mark of freckles ran across her nose and upper cheeks. She squeezed my thigh again as her eyes gleamed with love.

"I always knew you had a powerful soul. It knew it when I first laid eyes on you as a baby," Nana said and turned her attention to Rose. "I knew your bond with your mother was so strong, even death could not stop it. You brought her back, you brought them all back. It is the greatest gift I could ever have."

"Beth, Dana, and Theo helped," I mentioned.

"But under your leadership," Nana beamed. "You followed the dark path many in the family were scared to journey. My handsome grandson opened ten rifts. The tide has shifted against the light. I'm so proud of you, of all of you."

I felt fuzzy as she gushed. Nana was usually stern, but loving. Everything in life and death was a lesson to learn from. It was something I took seriously.

She turned to her daughters, keeping her smile.

"I can hardly believe you're all here. It warms my heart."

"With our successes, we will be gifted with immortality, among many other gifts," Violet grinned.

Heads nodded in agreement.

Theo came over with a silver tray, filled with drinks. He handed the off to everyone before making his way back to the bar, and Dana and Beth.

I sipped my drink, enjoying the subtle burn. My mother, aunts, and Nana, sipped their drinks. The brightness in their eyes remained. Seeing them as they were when they were alive, made me forget of our deep, darker powers and knowledge. For a moment, I forgot about the dark crusade, and only focused on them.

"Gearld has been a wonderful leader, and high priest. He made me his high priestess to the blood coven," my mother said as she sipped her drink.

"He keeps us well fed. His come is delicious," Violet said, while licking her lips.

There was a shift in the happy moment. I knew my family dwelled with dark knowledge, spells, and mystical auras, but I wasn't sure I was ready to be so blunt with Nana. I remembered her being so innocent with me, even with her arcane knowledge. For the first time in a long time, I felt slightly uncomfortable.

Nana held her drink as she sat proper on the couch. "To anchor you to this realm, you have to feed on his come?"

Rose, Lily, and Violet nodded to their mother.

Nana turned and looked at me. "I bet you still have that large cock to feed them with."

I let out a nervous laugh. I was always attracted to Nana because of her free spirit. But to hear her like this, only fueled that attraction. Her hugs were always so warm, and much like when I spent time with Aunty Lily, she was understanding and listened to every word I said.

"I do, Nana," I said with a nervous smile.

Nana turned and lifted her leg onto the couch. She faced me, but her excited eyes turned into a sharpness I couldn't describe accurately. It was like a demon awakening in the abyss, or a succubus licking their lips before they attacked.

"Gearld, I may be older, but that doesn't mean I haven't had my share of experiences."

"I know," I said sheepishly.

"Gerald, Nana taught us many things," my mother said with a dark smile.

"Grandfather also showed us many things," Violet said with a dark giggle.

Nana patted my thigh. "No need to worry yourself. I know your mother took her time. She observed you, and wasn't confident you were like the rest of the family."

Nana turned to Rose, a warm understanding filling her eyes. "She told me what she said before she died. How she told you, she didn't want you to summon her back to this realm. She wasn't confident you would accept the song of our bloodline."

I gave a slow nod. "I felt the song in my blood. I...didn't act on it because, I was afraid mother would reject me. I know that to not be true, but my fear ruled me."

Rose nodded. "When I came back, he was so eager. Madness colored my mind, but my love for him aided in keeping my control. If not, I would have ripped his clothes off."

"We hinted to you," Violet said with a wicked smile. "We let you linger in your hugs. We kept you close, allowing you to know our body heat, and our scents."

"We gave you gentle touches, hoping you felt the spark, and acted on it," Lily added with shy eyes.

I looked at them with knowing eyes. "I felt it. I knew it. I didn't act, because, once the door was open, it would never close."

"As it should be," Nana said as she patted my thigh again.

I looked at her, my gaze dropping to her warm line of cleavage. My manhood stirred as I imagined myself kissing her skin.

"But, why did you come here now?" I asked, fighting my own growing darkness.

"Forgive me," Nana said. "I was in seclusion. I tended to my home, garden, and animals. I tried to forget that I lost all my daughters. It...was too much."

My mother spoke up, "But now that we have returned, we can be close again."

My mother turned her attention to me. "This surprise was not just about mending our broken hearts. Nana came back with us because she wants to help us."

"Help us?" I said, lifting my eyebrow.

Nana nodded. "Gerald, my handsome grandson, I too have heard the whispers from family on your father's side. In the past few months, some of them have spoken to me in short, cryptic phone calls. At the time, I didn't know they were testing what I knew, or didn't know."

My brow furled.

"Don't be mad at them. They are power hungry, and secretive. They felt your successes, from what your mother and Lily have gathered. They want to be on the winning side, which means, they will do anything to be in your good graces.

"I came back to you, because I wanted to help you navigate the politics of our family. I know you can manage, but we still have to be careful. Rose told me that you have the power of a dark blessing. If they join you, they will be under your power, but the bigger the coven, the harder it is to watch all of them, all the time.

"I know all of them well enough to give you an edge. To ensure, they will fall in line, and follow your dark crusade."

I bowed my head slightly to Nana. "Does that mean, you will join our blood coven?" I asked, wanting her to be close to me, like everyone in the drawing room.

Nana smiled. "I do, but not yet. I want to know my grandson again. It has been years since we spent time together. I want to be present, as we spend time together.

"And when the time comes, I will let you bless my throat."

A gleam filled her eyes. "I sense how eager you want me here, close to you, but we don't have to rush. Our family comes first. My loyalty is to you, my daughters, your cousins, and your half-sister."

She leaned closer to me, her large breast barely touching my fingers holding my drink.

"I have my needs as well. To have a strong grandson close is a dream I've had a long time. Your mother has told me how free all of you have been. I hope, my words, or feelings, are not too much for you?"

My cock was rock hard as her voice was smooth, like a snake in a garden. My depraved spirit churned with needs and urges. The spark in me grew into a blaze, but my love for her held it at bay, as did my loving respect for her.

Nana looked past me to my cousins, and Beth. "I'm still very much alive. The attention of your my grandchildren is all I need, when the time comes."

"Mother, I'm sure they will love you as they have always loved you," my mother said with a wicked edge.

I could barely keep my control. I allowed my confidence to take over, so I could enjoy this moment a bit longer.

"We have time to be close again. For now, we should enjoy the celebration of your return," I said.

Heads nodded and drinks were raised. We all took deep sips. I didn't ignore the fact my Nana was close to me. She continued to squeeze my thigh, or brush her rather large breast against my knuckles, or arm.

I leaned back in my chair, and she moved closer. She glanced at me with loving eyes, but even I could see the shadow behind the brightness.

I was going to savor this game of seduction and connection.
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The gray light had faded to a deep darkness beyond the windows. Music played in the background as the sounds of conversations and laughing grew with each passing hour.

I sat on the couch with Nana next to me. I was doing most of the talking, telling her about the last few years. How I spiraled after mother's death, not sure if I wanted to live or die. She was all ears, listening to me with understanding eyes. It was just like when I was younger, telling her stories or about events. Her eyes didn't drift to private thoughts. She was genuinely interested in what I had to say. It may have been my ego, but no, it was something deeper. I always felt it, a sense of love for another, wanting to hear anything they had to say, because they were special.

Not far from us, my mother and aunts were talking. I didn't hear what they were talking about, but Violet was smiling and talking. My mother would glance back at me with loving eyes at times, before returning her attention to her sister.

Theo was the life of the party, Beth and Dana laughing at his jokes and stories. Dana sometimes broke his talking streak, telling her stories. Beth and Theo listened intently. Then, all three of them laughed.

A fuzziness coiled around my senses. I was relaxed, and happy. It was like I hadn't felt this way in a long time. It was nice, and welcomed.

My shoulders deflated. "I'm sorry, Nana. Here I am talking and talking, but you're our honored guest."

Nana smiled. "Nonsense. I love to hear everything you have to say. It reminds me of happier times, when we were close."

She leaned in a little closer. So close, I could feel her body heat.

It still astounded me how youthful she looked. She appeared only a little older than my mother. If she was taller, she would truly look my mother's sister. It always surprised me that such a short woman could have such tall daughters. From what I remembered, Grandpa was tall, so it made sense, but it was still something to see.

"Is there something I can tell you, about our family, that I was saving for when you were old enough to understand?" Nana asked.

"Of course, Nana. You can tell me anything," I smiled.

She looked into my eyes with a dreamy gaze.

"Before I married your grandfather, my last name was Bell. The Bells and the Umbras, have been two families locked together for a long time. Some would say, we are of the same bloodline, only slightly diverged.

"It is because of this bloodline, that we have such an affinity for the mystical arts, worshiping the dark gods, and love each other so passionately. There are laws within our family, to keep the peace, and make sure no one is being taken advantage of.

"As you may have guessed, we can only love each other when we reach adulthood. After that, it is our duty to share what we know in all things, from the mystical, to the intimate."

Nana's eyes took on a knowing shine as she continued, "I looked forward to seeing you for a long time. I love all my grandchildren, but you always held a special place in my heart."

Heat filled my face. "Nana, you're very special to me. Just like my mother, and my aunts. I have been in love with all of you for a long time. I can't believe I feel shy just saying this to you."

Nana let out a small laugh, and touched my shoulder, giving it a loving squeeze.

"It means its genuine. Never be ashamed of how you feel. But tell me, does your mother take care of you? Does she care for you like she should?"

My eyes half-closed. I could feel my nana's darker side coming to the surface. She was just as eager as I was. I could taste it on the air.

"She does, every time. She makes me feel special, just as I show her how special she is to me."

My nana looked down at my growing bulge. She then lifted her gaze to meet mine.

"Our family is cursed with a terrible lust. It haunts us to the point of madness. There is no judgement for such feelings. It is simply accepted. Always remember that, my handsome grandson."

My inner darkness licked its lips. "Nana, what do you like?"

She kept her wicked smile. "I like many things. Your grandfather and his brothers often kidnapped me, with my consent. They would have their way. It is something I feel that may have passed down to Violet. She always enjoyed a lot of attention."

She glanced over to my cousins, before looking at me again. "When the time is right, I know I will enjoy spending time with all of you. Theo has come into his own. It can get very cold at night, and I could always use two strong men close to me, keeping me warm."

My cock strained against my pants.

A shadow stood over us, Nana and I looking up. My mother and Aunty Lily looked down on us with warm smiles.

"Gearld, Lily, and I have gone too long between feedings. We can come back to the celebration afterwards."

Rose turned her attention to Nana, "Mother, if you would like to watch us, your welcomed to."

Nana shifted her gaze to me and a wicked smile bloomed. "I would love to."

We stood up. Violet looked at me with loving eyes. The four of us made a quiet exit into the corridor.

We walked for while, my mother and aunt leading the way. Nana walked beside me, the two of us stealing glances at each other. I thought, maybe, I would feel strange that she was coming with us to watch. But the more I thought about it, and considering our family, it wasn't that strange. She was just as lewd and depraved as we are. Nothing should surprise me anymore.

We walked into another room. The lights were dim, and several, wide, lounge sofas were scattered about. This was another drawing room of the intimate kind. My mother and aunts wanted places other than bedrooms to enjoy ourselves. I couldn't help but agree. We had the servants make up a few rooms for such occasions, and we put them to use.

The door closed shut behind us. I walked in a little more, before my mother hugged me from behind. Her hands groped my chest, her lips close to my neck. It was different, because she was normal size again. She and my aunts didn't tower over me, so I was still getting used to it.

Lily moved to a high-backed chair. She brought it over to one of the lounge sofas.

"For you, mother," Lily said with a soft tone.

Nana walked over, turned, and sat down. She sat back, getting comfortable. Lily moved to a small bar, reached down behind it, and poured whiskey into a glass. She came around, and presented it to Nana. She took it and sipped the brown liquor.

I turned to my mother. I looked down slightly at her. I towered over her by about six inches. She stepped closer, pressing her large chest against my chest. Her hands touched my hips, as her eyes burned with a deep hunger.

"I was hoping to go a few more nights, but all the excitement and traveling has drained me. I'm sorry, my son, but if I don't feed, I will hunger for flesh."

"I know, mom," I said with an understanding whisper.

My hands found her waist. She leaned into me a little more, her soft exhale touching my neck. She then lifted her face to me, her eyes filled with weakness, and hunger.

There was a part of me that wanted to simply love her, like this, like how it was always meant to be. But her hunger was other-worldly, and all-consuming. Her broken soul was bonded with mine. My seed was the only thing that could nourish her. The dark gods ensured, if I brought her back, we would always be connected. We could never leave each other's side, for we needed each other, for everything.

My mother's hand cupped my growing bulge. I could feel her thumb running along my covered manhood.

"We need you," she whispered weakly, like she was slowly losing her control.

I let her fondle me for a moment, before I took hold of her hand. I broke away, leading her to the lounge sofa. Aunty Lily was already sitting on it, looking at me with shy eyes. I looked over to Nana, she looking at me with warm, loving eyes.

A tremble touched our mystical connection. I turned to my mother, her legs trembling, before she lowered herself to the rug. She weaved, her eyes distant.

"It's alright, my grandson. Feed your mother. I wish to witness it," Nana said with a sultry tone.

I looked down at my mother, her face snuggled to my bulge.

"Undress," I commanded.

My mother pulled back with faraway eyes. She grabbed at her white, silky dress. She pulled it the straps aside, and pulled it down. Her large breasts were free, nipples standing erect against a sea of alabaster colored flesh. The dress bunched at her waist. She lifted her bottom up enough to slip the rest of the dress off her.

I glanced at Aunty Lily. She too was taking her dress off, her pale flesh nearly glowing in the dim light. Pink nipples stabbed out, as her heavy breasts swayed.

I turned my gaze to Nana. She sipped her drink as she looked at me. I grabbed at my clothes, and began to shed them like a second skin. When I was naked, my cock easily fought against gravity's pull. It stood up like a throbbing staff.

My mother pressed her cheek to it, savoring my scent, and heat.

"You have grown, my grandson," Nana said as she looked at my hard manhood.

"He tastes so good," my mother whimpered before licking up the shaft.

I looked down on my mother. My hand touched her cheek as she looked up at me with weak eyes.

"It's okay, Mom," I whispered.

She licked up to the tip, took hold with her lips and pulled my cock down until it was horizontal. Her full lips moved along the throbbing, veiny shaft. When she was half-way, her head bobbed as her tongue lashed at my purple head.

I glanced at Aunty Lily. She was sitting on the lounge sofa, with a leg up and thighs parted. She massaged her clit, a soft exhale falling from parted lips. She watched with her own hunger, when thoughts pressed on my mind.

"You mother doesn't know about us. I have kept it secret from her. But right now, all I can think about is taking you to a private place, and sucking on your cock as you call me mama."

I let out a soft groan, my cock hard as stone. The secrets were part of the allure. The more my mother sucked my cock, the more I thought about all the women in my life. How I simply wanted them, and now, we all belonged to each other.

Lily moaned as she massaged her clit in slow circles. Nana watched with loving eyes, seeing her daughter suck on my cock. My mother looked up as she slowly took inches and dragged her lips back across it. I was so turned on, my manhood bounced, but she kept it firmly between her soft lips.

"Mom, you feel so good. I love when you suck my cock," I said in a low tone, my hand still touching her cheek.

She increased the tempo a little, her tongue slathering against my shaft. I looked down to her moving mountains. Her soft flesh moved to her tempo, but it only made me want to grab them, squeeze them.

I was beside the lounge sofa. I slowly sat down on the edge, my mother still latched onto me. She moved between my thighs, her lips sliding up and down on my erection. She was being so good to me.

My aunt moved closer to my side. She lifted up wet fingers from her slit, and smeared her honey on my lips. She then came close and kissed me, our tongues sliding into each other's mouths.

The heat between us grew. I reached over my mother's bobbing head. I grabbed at my aunt's fat tit, fingers squeezing into her soft flesh. She moaned into my mouth, pushing her breast into my hand. My thumb ran over her erect nipple, and a muffled moan touched my tongue.

"You taste so good, my son. I can't wait till you slid into my tight pussy. Come in your mom's mouth, but fuck me like you hate me. Treat me like I'm your dumb whore. I will protest before your mother and Nana, but we both know, we want this," Lily said into my mind.

I pulled away from my aunty, gasping for breath. I was to turned on, I could barely keep a coherent thought. I looked over to nana, she shifted in her seat. Her thighs rubbed together as she sipped her drink. She watched us with such wicked understanding, all I could think about was standing up, walking over to her, and coming on her to show how much I loved her.

The swirl of lust and desire was too much. Despite a night of fucking, and having my cock sucked by aunty Violet, my urges had becoming inhuman. The dark energies within me surged. The think crack in reality, under the castle mansion, fueled my demonic desires.

I looked down on my mother as she stayed to task, lovingly sucking on my cock like a good mother. It was too much. My manhood thickened, and I let a soul-crushing grunt.

I connected with my mother in that instance. I felt myself come, thick ropes of seed splashing against her waiting throat. Her lips massaged my shaft, drinking and sucking down my come. Dark energy fueled her as her strength slowly returned.

I thought she was would let go to savor it, but instead, she continued to suck my cock, keeping it hard in her mouth.

"Oh Mom, you make me stay hard," I moaned as I enjoyed her lips on my sensitive shaft.

Lily kissed my neck, snuggling closer and moaning. I could feel her wanting my attention, but my mother had become my focus now.

"Please, Gerald. I'm so hungry," my aunty whined.

"Wait your turn," I said sternly.

"I'm sorry," she said sadly. "I just need you. I'm so hungry for your come. My cunt is dripping wet, waiting for you. Feed me that fat cock, and I promise to be good."

"Lily, he said, wait your turn," Nana scolded her daughter.

"I don't want to," Lily said in a small voice. "Rose is blessed with such a handsome, fuckable son. I just want him to fuck me too."

Hearing my aunt whine for me kept me hard as diamond. She knew this would affect me. My aunt played shy and dumb, but she was sinister with her desires and actions. She watched everyone, and knew how to manipulate everyone around her. But between us, it was a game we agreed to. We wanted to be like this, and now, all I wanted to do was fuck her into submission.

My mother moved her head and mouth in long stroked along my cock. When she pulled free and kissed the tip, I pulled away from her. My palm struck my aunt's shoulder, knocking her onto her back. I moved on the wide lounge sofa, and was over her. My cock was hard, like a dagger ready to plunger her flesh.

"I'm sorry," Aunty whined with wide eyes.

I clamped my hand over her mouth, as I used my knee to knock her thighs wider. I looked down at her with hungry eyes. She looked at me submissively.

"Gerald, punish her. Put her in her place," Nana said with unblinking eyes.

My other hand touched her wet slit. My fingers were drenched in her honey as she moaned against my hand over her mouth.

I gazed into Lily's wide eyes. My face moved close enough to drink in her scent. My hips lowered, and when my cock-head touched her wet slit, she let out a weak, muffled moan.

"I love you, Aunty Lily, but always respect your place in our coven. I'm going to fuck that tight pussy of yours, and all I want to hear from you is moans and whimpers of pleasure.

"You're my fucking whore, act like it." I seethed as my cock sank into her tight valley.

Lily's eyes fluttered. She was so tight, and when she gripped me, it was like a vice. I couldn't wilt if I wanted to. My hips moved, thrusting hard into her. She bounced to each thrust, her muffled moans trying to escape between my fingers. My other hand grabbed at her tit again, squeezing it hard. She moaned louder.

Nana's voice drifted up as I pushed into Lily.

"Lily sometimes needed to be put in her place. She was unruly at times. You love her the way she needs to be loved. I'm proud how strong you've become."

I grunted as I thrusted hard into my aunt. Her eyes rolled into her head as her body bounced to me. Wetness surged from our connection, but her pussy held me with loving warmth.

My mother was close, her hand sliding up my spine. She looked down on her sister with loving, but stern eyes.

"You like when he treats you this way," my mother whispered to her sister.

Lily only let out muffled moans as I kept my hand over her mouth. She only had eyes for me as I punished her. My hips struck her inner thighs as she moaned louder. Her eyes began to flutter again as I had my way.
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