Hello again you lovely Literotica fans. Here is the second of the two-parter, describing our heroine's first visit to a Pagan Ritual.
Disclaimer - not all Wiccan/Pagan/Witchcraft rituals involve nudity. Very few involve full-on sexual coupling. However, this is Literotica and I reserve the right to make full use of my artistic licence.
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"And now we'll feast!" George flourished with his hands. "Remember, we are still within the protected circle."
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I turned to pick up my robe, but no one else did. Instead, they all sat while George, Jenifer, and Raven pulled trays of food, wine glasses and, two decanters of wine, and some plates from beneath the altar. Jay and I exchanged puzzled looks. Across the circle at I spotted Collette, and saw that she'd sat with her knees up and close together, ankles crossed, in an attempt at modesty. I copied her pose; well, exhibitionism is only of value if everyone else expects you to be fully dressed.
Jay also held his knees up. As I leaned in to whisper, "I didn't expect to be naked in front of a dozen people tonight," I noticed that Jay had a direct line of sight around Collette's legs to her labia, which looked quite full in that pose.
"A bit scary," he said. "Can't say I'm comfortable with it."
"We'll get used to it."
"You plan to come again, then."
"I haven't cum for the first time yet." I threw him a cheeky grin. "Unlike you."
The hosts and daughter had reached us by now, handed us a glass each and filling them with red wine. "Here's the sacrificial blood I promised." He laughed as Jenifer handed out a plate each and Raven loaded them with the last of the sandwiches and fairy-cakes. She turned back to the altar to retrieve another plate of food. Choosing to bend rather than kneel, her arse was about a twelve inches from Jay's face, fanny lips on full display.
At some point, one of them had retrieved a portable radio/cassette player from under the altar, and soothing music played. We ate and chatted. People wandered around speaking to each other. Raven came and sat facing us. With none of our demureness, she sat cross-legged in a half lotus type of pose. Jay's eyes landed on her crotch, naturally.
"How do you feel? Now you're no longer occult virgins?"
"Strange," I replied to her.
"What? The being naked part?"
"Mostly, yes. I never expected that." I glanced at Jay, whose penis was semi hard again.
"Would you have accepted the invitation had you been aware?"
"Not sure."
"What about you, Jay?" He was focusing on her facial lips now, thankfully.
"Embarrassing."
"Which part? Getting a hard-on in public?" I tried to push images of her rubbing that tight stomach against Jay's erect cock out of my head.
Jay blushed again. "That was excruciating. I didn't know where to look."
"Everyone else did." She chuckled at this. "No! I'm kidding. We're all used to it. It happens. Nothing to be embarrassed about. And it was rather impressive." She grinned. "It happened to every man in the room on their first time. It happens to us girls as well. But you can't see us getting wet. Of course, it was to be expected during the Great Rite."
"The what?" I said.
"The Great Rite. It's the coupling of the priest and priestess."
"Your mum and dad, you mean?"
"In this case, yes."
"Isn't that embarrassing? Like, erm, seeing your parents like that?"
"Naked. No. We're an open and free family. They've never covered up for me."
"I mean... You know..." I struggled to express it. "The love making."
"No. Not in the least. As I said, we're an open family. I've walked in on them lots of times. It's only sex. We all do it." I stared at her washboard torso and imagined Jay's semen still drying, layering her skin with a starchy film. "Difference is, I don't get wet looking at them going at it like I would with, say, you two." The comment took me aback. "Kidding. It would be nice, but I'm not wishing for it to happen.
"I went through a phase of not wanting to see them a few years ago. People talk and think it's weird. Kids are disgusted at the thought of old people at it, especially parents. I grew out of it. I find it lovely that they still make love."
"But, I mean..." I continued to stammer. "Like, in full view of others."
"Wait till you see an initiation!" She grinned. "You will come again, won't you?" The temptation to reply with a quip almost took control.
"I think so. It's kind of liberating being like this."
"Not for everyone," Jay added.
"Really, Jay," said Raven, "You'll get used to it; you'll get used to seeing naked girls in the circle. And you will stop getting erections." She grinned again. "Unless that's your thing."
"Isn't it creepy having your dad hug you, naked, with a semi-on? I would die."
"It's only a man's body. I would share a bath with him and my mum when I was small enough. Not that much different. He still got erections, but I didn't know why. And, before you ask, no. Not with me, with my mum.
"It was strange hugging all those people with no clothes on and kissing, like, on the lips."
"And all those dicks pressing into you." Again, I couldn't help but picture Jay's cock exploding on her.
"It's only human bodies and what human bodies do. There is a ritual where everyone is encouraged to wank themselves off." I nearly spat out my drink.
"You what?"
"It's rare."
"What? You all, you know?"
"Yes. The idea is to all try to reach the climax as one."
"Even you?"
"Yes. Of course."
"With your dad present? And mother?"
"They are usually in their own rapture anyway, but yes. We all do it anyway. Everyone knows that we all do it. It's not as if they haven't seen me do it before."
"What? Do you do it while they're watching?"
"Fuck, no!" Shocking language from a polished voice again. "We're not perverts. We're a house of freedoms. Free to walk in and out of rooms. So it stands to reason they'll see me sometime."
"I would fucking die," said Jay.
"My mother caught me once," I admitted, "and I was mortified."
"What did she have to say?"
"She said I was becoming a woman, and that it was natural, and normal, but I should try to be quiet about it."
"See. Nothing to be ashamed of. My mum had already told me how to do it and what to expect."
"Jesus! I had to ask my aunty about it."
Jay put his hand up. "I never needed to ask anyone." We both grinned at him.
"The Great Rite is unusual. Most often it's symbolic, with the athame and the chalice. It's reserved for Beltane, mostly."
"What's that?" Asked Jay.
"One of the four major festivals. That's May Day to most people. A celebration of the earth's fecundity. But occasionally, the real thing makes the magic even more powerful. The focus is on raising energy, and dicks." She smiled at Jay, then allowed her eyes to drop to his penis, which was, thankfully, flaccid again. "Channelling that sexual charge, there's nothing like it." She took a breath. "Anyway, must move on. We'll be closing the quarters and uncasting the circle soon. Can't be soon enough. I'm dying for a piss."
"Me too," said Jay.
Raven moved on to say something to her mother before chatting to another guest. My latest friend, whose dried semen was cracking on my skin, joined us. I found myself fixated on his flaccid cock, since it partially obstructed my view of his face..
"I'm Jamie, by the way." He said, as he sat, also cross-legged.
"Coincidence. He's a James, but he's always been Jay to me."
"Hiya," said Jay.
"I thought it was only right to introduce myself since, well, the whole sticky thing."
"Oh. It was you." Jay stated the now obvious. I was beginning to relax and felt my knees parting and finding the floor appealing.
"Sorry man, couldn't help it." Chivalrous of him to take the blame.
"Don't apologise to him," I said. "I was left with the mess."
"Yes, sorry about that."
"Besides, he did the same to someone else." By now my knees had dropped, meaning I was sitting in the more comfortable position, mirroring Jamie.
"It happens. How did you find your first time?"