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.
