The following story details a recurring sexual fantasy that I have had, so I decided I would put it into words. It turns out it is much easier to dream a fantasy than to put words around it. I hope you enjoy.
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Picture a rather large basement room, finished with dark wood paneling, carpeting, and with miscellaneous furniture around the perimeter. It is early evening in mid summer, and drapes cover the few small windows leaving the room quite dark. In the middle of the room sits a four foot by eight foot table covered with a large blanket. The blanket has a large pentacle embroidered on it. At either end are step stools, and strategically above is a single low intensity lamp. The remainder of the room is lit only by a few candles. Within the room are nine women engaged in casual conversation. All the women are dressed in similar fashion, they are wearing red satin mini skirts, ( panties underneath being optional ), and matching red satin bras.
Into the room strides a medium height, dark haired, woman. Her long hair is both partially pinned up & hanging down, adding a wild but sensual look. She is dressed differently than the others, wearing only two, eight inch square, patches of red satin, held in place by a fine chain belt, to cover her genitals and ample rear. Her bare 36C breasts jiggled as she moved to the center of the room. At her arrival the room hushed, and, an air of anticipation is palpable. Teresa's authority over the group is obvious, as she calls this session of the wicca to order. All is ready for this month's meeting of 'The Sisters' coven.
'The Sisters', all-female Dianic coven is unique, for as well as being a group of amateur witches, they are all also either lesbian or bi-sexual, and, thus felt that the red sensual outfits they were wearing better matched their interests, while providing more visual stimulation, than the more traditional long black robes. Their husbands, boyfriends, or significant others, had all been lead to believe that they would be attending their monthly, girl's only, bridge game, and might be a bit late getting home this evening. Little did they know, that the baked goods the women took with them, were not to be the main thing on the menu for this evening.
Teresa, who was the high priestess for the group, used a sword to trace an invisible circle widely around the table, leaving a small opening in the incomplete circle. She then invited the women to enter and form around the table. As each woman stepped thru the opening in the circle, Teresa gave her a warm sensual kiss on the lips. Then, when all were inside, she completed the circle. She then moved to the head end of the table, facing north, and called upon the elements, and then the triple goddess of the moon, to be present within the circle. This night would be special, as it would involve the induction of a new member, and all the women present were eager to sample her delights.
(To a large extent the witchcraft procedures practiced by The Sisters coven were primarily geared towards incorporating sexual situations into their rituals, as a prelude to the uninhibited sexual activity that would soon follow. Teresa, and two friends, had formed 'The Sisters' coven after they had grown too familiar with each others bodies, and by expanding the group, and inviting new members, it provided more variety. Thus, potential new members were carefully screened for their suitability to fit in with the group's interests. The formation of the coven was largely an excuse to make the sexual focus seem like it was a necessary part of the witchcraft procedures, thus there was only a very loose adherence to normal wiccan practices).
At a command from Teresa, the new inductee is lead into the room. The circle is opened and rejoined, as she is lead to the table, where she mounted the step stool at the end, climbed onto the table and lay on her back with her head at the end of the table nearest to the high priestess. Teresa explained to the assembled group that the inductee would like to be called 'Assidula' as her craft name, and asked if there were any objectors to her membership in the coven. When there were no objections, the high priestess then commanded that 'the challenge' should begin, and requested that the inductee answer whether she was prepared to confront her challenge. The woman, gave a somewhat tentative response of,"yes, I think so". The woman, whose real name was Alice, was in her late twenties, and was neither overly attractive, nor particularly well built, being a few pounds overweight, with B cup breasts, and a somewhat pronounced stomach. Her face would be considered plain by most, and was framed by medium length straight brown hair. If you had passed Alice in one of the aisles of a supermarket, you would probably not have given her a second glance.
Alice had spent the last half hour in an upstairs bedroom changing from her street clothes into her 'new initiates' attire, being assisted by one of the regular members. Thus, she was clad only in shear white panties, covered by a white shear front opening top held closed by two satin bows. Alice was unsure what she was getting herself in for, as she had been forbidden to know any details about the initiation process, when she expressed interest in joining the group. She recalled that she had had several unsuccessful relationships with men of her own age in the recent past. It had seemed as though their primary interest had been in attempting to get her clothing off, and her legs apart. When she resisted their attempts, they soon lost interest in her and moved on. But, was her reluctance to meet their desires, an indicator of her midwestern conservative upbringing, or was there more to it? She was curious whether a relationship with another woman would be more successful than her previous relationships with men, and, also whether it would feel more natural. Thus, lying on this table totally surrounded by strange women made her feel both vulnerable, and nervous, but, at the same time, she tingled with excitment.
The initiation ceremony started, candles were lit and placed around the recumbent form at the edge of the table. Teresa proceeded to perform a short ritual, which included requiring the new member to recite the oath of the wicca. Next, she undid the bows on Alice's top, spreading the top open, so that all present could plainly see her breasts, the cool air hastening the hardening of her small pink nipples. While moving around the table, Teresa made an 'X' with her index finger on Alice's forehead, breasts and genitals, during which, she recited," may your mind be free, may your heart be free, may your body be free,". Following this she placed the five fold kiss on Alice's feet, knees, womb, breasts, and lips and ended by placing a small pentacle amulet in the gap between Alice's breasts, saying," sisters I present to you Assidula, our newest sister".
Teresa held her arms out in front of her and spread them apart, at this, the two women at the foot end of the table separated, allowing the view of another person standing behind them, in the subdued room lighting. This stranger, a man, was covered by a large black cape, which wrapped around him & reached almost to the floor, completely obscuring any view of his body. Silently the two women assisted in removing the black cape to reveal a medium sized, athletically built, middle age man. But what was particularly noticeable was that he was totally naked and was sporting a fully erect penis.
Without any delay he stepped onto the step stool at the foot end of the table, coming into the field of view of the recumbent Alice for the first time. Simultaneously, the women on either side of the table clamped Alice's arms, in an outstretched position, to the table, while others spread and clamped her legs into a wide open position, thus trapping Alice & causing her body to form a large pentacle.
