Chapter 1
Prologue
..."The greatest magic is the art of self-transformation."
Minerva Wise Fox
Sects are defined as voluntary associations of religiously qualified persons: membership results from the free acceptance of the sect's doctrine and discipline by the follower, and from the continuous acceptance of the follower by the sect.
Sects lay a claim to possess unique and privileged access to the truth or salvation, and their committed adherents typically regard all those outside the confines of the collectivity as in error. Their beliefs and practices tend to be more radical, and ethically stern than those of churches, and constitute an act of protest against the values of the rest of society.
This story is about a predominantly women/feminist-oriented sect called The Magic Circle. Their focus is largely on unfettered sexuality. It is also about a prominent woman's encounter with the group, which turned into a Kismet for her.
She Fluvial
I am Rivka Eden, well-known, award winning sculptor and artist in the American Southwest, and a patron of the arts. I am also a grass widow of sorts, since my husband abandoned me for a 25 year old woman, 12 months ago...I became a lonely recluse for some time, my status notwithstanding, just working on my projects. I'd been celibate somewhat, except for an occasional masturbation when I'm horny, since I was almost invisible to male attention, despite my good looks and cool demeanor; always exuding liveliness and femininity.
On my 52nd birthday, the time of my award, I experienced a fluvial transformation of great personal satisfaction; what is known as Kismet. It was thru my close friend Eris Cums, that my transformation occured. She is a staunch Feminist; writer/teacher/therapist, who is and has always been in the forefront of women's fight against censorship. Her CR seminars and workshops are popular in feminist circles. She is attractive at age 54; intelligent, assertive and sexually experienced.
To get me out of my dispirited state, Eris led me by the hand into the core of the Magic Circle of sex-radical women, who are breaking taboos which oppress and limit women in their natural desire for freedom. And toward polygamy, group sex etc.; in a sovereign environment like sects and cults, devoted to the mysteries of Venusian sensual rites...They are women who love to fuck. Who preserve their souls with meditation, chanting, fucking, writing, creating and performing. Women who are forever conscious of their sexuality, for therein lies their strength, their passion, and creativity. Endurance and serenity coexist in perfect harmony with them.
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The Magic Circle:
Is a thriving sect, well beyond my expectations...The glue that holds it all together, is a lady called Godiva the Hedonist, just turned 60 she said, but going on 30, and the oldest in the group. She is the fulcrum that keeps it moving. At 60 years of age she is still attractive, almost sexy. The gentle strands of black woven thru her thick silvery hair enhances her ripened sensuality. Always looking fresh, energetic, forever young like a spring day. She prefers the company of "younger" people. She came across as an adventurous, fun-loving woman who is extremely comfortable with her aging but well-preserved body, and her smoldering sexuality,
Godiva's love and admiration for me was really too much. And so were the other women I must say, to some extent. They are totally ecstatic for having an accomplished woman like me in their midst.
The Magic Circle practices sex magick, which involves channeling sexual arousal and fucking, to manifest any desired outcome. The goal can also be a more subtle outcome, such as spiritual development. Through affirmation, spirituality is enhanced through prolonged sexual arousal and subsequent prolonged, heavy fucking, with multiple powerful orgasms. At the moment of orgasm, you release your soul into the universe. As Eris puts it,
"Sex magick is simply conscious, mindful fucking, that opens the floodgates of love and all of your inner beauty". It is believed that sex magic was practiced in sacred Temples of ancient Babylon.
Godiva's palatial residence, daubed the "Cauldron", inherited from her wealthy late third husband, is where the group gathers to enjoy their activities. To perform the rites of divine worship, comprising of meditation and energy exchange; feasting and dancing, followed by lascivious orgies...The name Cauldron supposedly symbolizes not only the Goddess of sex Hedone, but also represents the womb, because it holds something.
My induction coincided with the Circle's celebration of Femalia, or the Festival of Women and the Goddess; the sharing of love, with holistic rituals of music, poetry, food, sensual pleasures etc. Other rituals include Pagan sex rituals like Floralia; Indian rituals like Sakta, and Tantric sex.
The male members are relatively younger, carefully selected well-hung studs, some of them seasoned porn stars according to Eris. There were twenty one members present during the Femalia celebration, twelve women and nine men, mostly in scanty clothes. The group is racially and ethnically diverse. Huge red phallic candles illuminated the spacious recreation room. In the center stood a statue of Hedone, Goddess of sex. Lavender perfume wafted in the air. Booze, pot and gourmet food was plentiful.
The finale of the rituals was an erotic dance, performed by two naked nubile young women, one Black the other white...Their smooth skins shone and glowed. Then they performed cunnilingus on each other to a glorious orgasm. The audience gasped as two young, strong, athletic Black men with ripped bodies and huge, thick erect cocks joined the women. The young women were radiant, beautiful; they looked like goddesses...The men fucked them luxuriously, delighting in their lithe bodies, their tight delicious cunts. They moved in rhythm with the sobs of their mounting pleasure, wet with the slippery mixture of sweat and woman-juice...
The men fucked the women, driving them to unendurable heights, the room echoed with the sounds of their fucking...They were lost in pleasure. The women's bodies convulsed repeatedly in multiple orgasms, flowing constantly with juices, wrenching the very life-force from the men who fucked them smoothly slowly with such vigor, expertise and finesse. The women climaxed again and again; crying, wailing, ululating...Their bodies shuddering with deep spasms, as the men ascended with them, pouring semen into them. Their bodies filled with vital energy, with ecstatic luster. There was a prolonged applause from the audience.
I was totally astonished, Eris never prepared me for such spectacle. I was also very aroused. My pussy began to clench and throb, my panty soaked...I whispered to Eris how I would love to be fucked by one of the young men called Omar. I was quite smitten with, and erotically charged by him. Well, I'd been without sex for so long. I became a card-carrying member right then.
"Me too, my cunt is very hungry today" Eris murmured. "I can arrange a fucking for us" she added. Then she disappeared to do just that...Ninety minutes later, while a Dionysian bacchanal was underway, Eris and I were in a bedroom upstairs. Two younger naked muscular Black dudes, mid-thirties, were waiting for us. They were not the performers as I'd hoped. And OMG, their erect dicks were huge and bolt upright!. Their names were Panther and Apollo. I chose Panther with the curved dick.
"Good choice, you are in for some real magickal fucking" said Eris. She sounded like she'd been fucked before by Panther.
