The Seventh Coven – Part 5
The professor joins the coven.
This story is a continuation of my Halloween tale in which the professor took part in a fertility rite at a local Wiccan coven. I recommend starting there. All characters and situations are complete fiction, a product of my fertile imagination. Any similarity to actual people and situations is purely a coincidence. Any errors in the portrayal of Wiccan culture are mine and I apologize for any misrepresentation. All characters are at least 18. All constructive criticism is welcome.
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Story recap:
The professor was teaching a course in comparative world religions for his college. One of his students, Amy, invited him to participate in her coven’s celebration of the Great Rite which took place on the Wiccan feast of Samhain, also known as Halloween. In the days immediately preceding the holiday, the professor was visited by seven different witches from the coven who prepared him for the Rite with oral sex. When he arrived at Coven House for the Rite he was strapped down and had sex with seven of the members who were drawn, in theory, at random. He later learned that there were some interesting internal coven politics going on.
The professor was asked to respect the privacy of coven members and not attempt to meet any of them. This did not apply to Amy who was his student. While he did not seek out members, two members sought him out: Bridget and Victoria. In the days after the Great Rite, the professor interacted with all three. Amy, his student, explained some of the coven’s practices after their Wednesday evening class. Bridget came to visit the professor in his office and was taken on as a volunteer “research assistant.” The professor had dinner with Victoria twice and had sex with her Friday evening and Saturday morning.
On Saturday, Bridget taught the professor how to make a spell, then he helped her research sexual magic. He induced an extended orgasm and Bridget reported that she had an out-of-body experience.
On Sunday, Bridget was able to duplicate her experience, then later that day they successfully tried it on Beth, a young woman from the coven. The professor has been invited to Coven House for their esbat – a celebration of the full moon which begins on Monday evening.
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On Monday afternoon, my last class let out at 3:15. After that, I was sidetracked by several advisees who had questions about their upcoming spring registration. Bridget had been very concerned about the timing of everything. I was trying to get home before the moon rose at 4:17, but that didn’t look like it was going to happen. As I drove home the sun was just above the horizon. Sunset was at 4:40.
I walked in the door expecting to find Bridget ready to go, but she was nowhere in sight. I walked into my kitchen and froze. Bridget and Beth were both naked in front of my sliding glass door. They were in headstands with their legs spread horizontally. I wondered if the neighbors could see in. Both women seemed to be softly humming.
Bridget whispered, “Almost done.”
I quietly set down my lunch bag, leaned against the counter, and took in this display of female flesh. The sight was simply magnificent. I had never considered a woman’s breasts when she was in a headstand before. Both sets of breasts hung down to their chins. The comparison between the two pair was striking. Bridget’s pale skin against her pink nipples provided a lovely contrast to Beth’s darker areolae.
Both sets of feminine folds were spread like flowers before me. Bridget’s smaller, pink vulva and Beth’s larger, burgundy labia provided a treat for my eyes. The contrast of red versus brown pubic hair was also striking.
Bridget spoke quietly, “We give you thanks dear goddess.”
Both women came out of their headstands. Beth sat on her yoga mat.
Bridget stood, came over, then kissed me. “I case you are wondering what we are doing. We set out containers to make moon water. We decided that it would be best to begin our esbat with yoga. I find it is a great way to connect with the divine.”
Beth added, “I think it is good for my mental health. I always feel so much better about myself afterwards.”
I took the freezer pack out of my lunch bag and put it in the fridge, “What time do we need to be at Coven House?”
Bridget exclaimed, “Shit! You’re right. Boudica wants to cast the circle at 5:30.”
I looked at my watch, “Well we have 35 minutes. Let’s get moving.”
Beth stood up, “We’re ready.”
“Aren’t you going to get dressed?”
Bridget smiled, “No. We’ll just put on shoes and our trench coats.”
I was surprised, “Oh. Do you want me to drive?”
Bridget shook her head, “I can drive.”
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As we walked in the front door of Coven House about 25 after, Boudica was waiting for us, “Professor, a minute with you, if you please?”
“Sure.”
She kissed Bridget and Beth, then she kissed me and took me over to the side, “Tonight we’re going to bring you in as a member of the coven. Are you okay with that?”
“I don’t see why not? Is there something I don’t know about?”
“As the only male in the coven, the sisters will want to spend time with your lingam.”
I smiled, “That doesn’t sound bad at all.”
“You will probably get many requests to have sex.”
“How many is many?”
“Probably at least one per week.”
“Once a week is fine.”
“No, from each sister.”
Twelve times a week, “That’s a lot of sex.”
“We like sex. It brings us closer to the divine.”
I nodded, “Well, if it gets to be too much, I’ll have to negotiate a change. For right now, I’m okay joining the coven.”
Boudica kissed me, “Thank you. Also, I fear I will be put on trial tonight for a number of things. I am guilty of all of it and more. I plan on taking your advice and throwing myself at their mercy.” She looked at her watch, “Let’s hurry.”
She grabbed my hand and led me down a corridor.
We entered what was probably the entertainment center back in the house’s heyday, maybe a small ballroom. The blinds were drawn and most of the sisters were naked.
Boudica led me to a wall where clothes were hanging on hooks. Bridget and Beth had hung up their trench coats and were embracing their sisters. Boudica and I quickly undressed and joined the group.
At that moment I was living every straight man’s dream, completely surrounded by naked women, twelve in fact.
Louise came over and threw her arms around my neck, “I’m so happy you’re joining us.” She kissed me.
Right behind her was Victoria. She sidled up to me with a shit-eating grin, “Welcome my lover.” She kissed me and slipped me a bit of tongue.
Amy ran over and kissed me and Blondie was right behind her.
“Can I ask you your name? In my mind I call you ‘Blondie’.”
“Oh, that’s sweet.” She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. “Karoline, with a ‘K’.”
“Please to know you Karoline with a ‘K’.”
Boudica called out, “Do we have everyone?”
Louise said, “We’re missing Hanako.”
Just then the Asian woman I had named Joanie came running in, “Sorry I’m late.” She threw her trench coat against the wall. She kicked off her shoes and joined us.
Boudica said, “Sisters, let us cast our circle. Professor, if you will stand in the middle.”
The sisters held hands and formed a circle around me. For the first time I noticed the room. There were no furnishings. In the center of the 10-foot-high ceiling was a magnificent chandelier which cast a soft, warm light. The numerous prisms sent miniature rainbows dancing across the room. There were several crystal lighting sconces set in each wall. The top of each wall was an old wallpaper design while the bottom was painted wainscot. The floor was covered in a plush rug that extended nearly to the walls. The pattern in the rug was quite intricate. Looking closely, I saw that there were many pagan symbols. There were seven tall, thin tables, equally spaced outside of the circle. Each table held an unlit white candle.
Boudica said, “Sister Beth, if you please.”
Beth left the circle and it closed behind her. She was sprinkling pink salt about two feet beyond the circle, just outside the candles. Once she had finished the circle, she rejoined the group.
Boudica said, “Sister Julie, if you please.”
A brunette of average height and build left the circle and was scattering some fine leaves. In moments the herbal aroma of sage drifted to my nostrils.
As Julie rejoined the circle, Boudica intoned, “Cast the circle thrice about, to keep the evil spirits out.”
She moved around the outside, stopping to light each candle. Once the candles were lit, she walked twice more around the circle, then rejoined the sisterhood.
Boudica chanted in a sing-song voice that was not quite Gregorian, “I conjure thee, O Circle of Power, that thou beest a meeting place of love and joy and truth; a shield against all wickedness and evil.”
The sisterhood began to chant, “Goddess of the moon, queen of the night, keeper of women’s mysteries, mistress of the tides, you who are ever changing and yet always constant, we ask for your guidance and wisdom.”
Beth stepped forward, “Sister Boudica, as keeper of the portal, I observe we have a newcomer in our midst.”
“Thank you, my sister.” Boudica looked at me, “Welcome stranger. Please state your business.”
“I wish to join your coven.”
“State your name.”
“Richard.”
“My sisters, this stranger named Richard has come before us asking admittance to our coven. Do any of you have anything to say for or against this man? Sister Victoria.”
Victoria spoke in her luscious British accent, “I know Professor Richard to be a man of learning, wisdom, compassion, and grace.”
“Thank you, Sister Victoria. Sister Bridget.”
Bridget smiled at me, “The Professor is kind and caring. He has been studying our belief system. He will make an excellent member.”
“Thank you, Sister Bridget.” She looked around, “Seeing no one else, we shall vote. All those in favor of this man joining our coven say, ‘yea’.”
A chorus of yeas rang out.
“All those not in favor say ‘nay’.”
There was silence.
Boudica continued, “Hearing no dissenting voice, Richard you are accepted into our coven.”
“Sister Julie, will you please prepare Brother Richard for the acceptance ceremony.”
The brunette walked over. Her breasts had a nice balance of sag and perkiness. Like her sisters, she had ample pubic hair. My mind struggled to place her until she was in front of me.
I looked down into her eyes – Green Eyes! “Sister Julie, if I’m not mistaken, you were my very first visitor before the Great Rite.”
“Oh Professor! Thank you for remembering! How do you know?”
“Your striking green eyes.”
She gave me a hug, pressing her breasts into my chest. She gently kissed me, “Welcome to the coven, Professor.”
She knelt before me. Looking up at me she said, “I will prepare your lingam.”
The acceptance ceremony must involve sex. Julie started with a combination of licking and sucking, then she began using her hand to get me hard. With all the sex I had over the past two days, it didn’t take long. When Julie was satisfied, she looked over at Boudica and nodded.
Boudica instructed, “Please orient Brother Richard to the north.”
Julie looked up at the wall, “Professor, if you would please lie down with your head pointing at that mark.”
I complied with her instructions.
Boudica said, “We will now welcome Brother Richard via seniority. Sister Beth, as our junior member, you may start.”
Beth came over and straddled my stomach, “Welcome Professor.” She placed my erection at her opening and pressed me home. God, her tight nearly virginal vagina felt so good. My hands went to her hips. When he had me fully in her yoni, she leaned forward and kissed me. She cupped my cheek, “Welcome.”
No thrusting, just a single penetration. Then she was off me.
Next came Julie, aka Green Eyes. The same thing. She mounted me, pressed me into her vagina, kissed me, and welcomed me. What a way to welcome me! I was liking this ritual.
Next came Karoline aka Blondie. Followed by Amy; Sarah, the Buxom Water Girl; Boudica; Bridget; and Hanako, the Asian woman. Then came Puerto Rican Jane whose real name was Juanita, Maria whose real name was Maria, Victoria, and finally Louise. Each woman took me into her vagina for a single penetration and a kiss.
When Louise had returned to the circle, Boudica said, “Brother Richard, you may rise. Do you have anything to say?”
I had to roll onto my stomach and I got to my feet with a grunt. I heard some chuckles from some of the sisters. My erection swayed slightly, parallel to the floor.
I cleared my throat, “I have to say, that that was perhaps the most unique and passionate acceptance ceremony I have ever been a part of.” The sisters laughed. “Thank you for voting me into your coven. I look forward to getting to know each of you as a person in the coming days and weeks.”
Bridget began clapping and the entire sisterhood joined in.
Louise raised her hand.
Boudica said, “Sister Louise is recognized.”
“Three items, Sister Boudica. First, it seems that most if not all of the sisterhood addresses Brother Richard as Professor. Would it be acceptable for us to continue that practice in a formal setting such as tonight’s esbat?”
Boudica looked at me, “Brother Richard, how do you feel about that?”
“I’m fine either way. Although if you are going to use my name, I would prefer Rich.”
“I shall put it to a vote of the membership. Those in favor of calling Rich ‘Professor’ say ‘yea’.”
Another chorus of yeas.
Any opposed say ‘nay’.”
Silence.
“Hearing a unanimous decision, the coven may address Brother Richard as ‘Professor’. What is your second item Sister Louise?”
“Since the professor has now been accepted into our membership, I move that we vote to make him our high priest.”
“Very well. A motion has been placed before the membership to make the professor our high priest. Are there any comments? Sister Hanako.”
“While the professor is certainly a learned man, he is unfamiliar with our ways. Perhaps we should allow him to learn our traditions first.”
Boudica said, “Sister Victoria.”
Victoria said, “As Sister Amy will attest, the Professor is an expert on the various religions of the world. If I am not mistaken, his doctoral research covered that topic. Bridget has begun working with him in an academic research role. I know that Louise and I will be happy to assist in bringing him up to speed. Perhaps, we should ask him if he would accept the position if elected.”
Boudica said, “Professor?”
“So long as Victoria, Louise, and Bridget are happy to educate me, I will accept the position, but on a conditional basis.”
“And what is the condition?”
“That I be examined by the membership at the next esbat to ensure that I meet the standards that are expected of a high priest.”
The sisters began murmuring between themselves.
Boudica said, “Are there any other comments?”
“Seeing none, all those in favor of conditionally electing the professor as our high priest, say ‘yea’.”
Again a chorus of yeas echoed in the room.
“Those opposed say ‘nay’.”
Again silence.
“Congratulations Professor, you are now our Temporary High Priest, subject to an oral examination at the next esbat.” The sisters clapped. “Sister Louise, you had a final item.”
“After we conclude here, I would like to call a business meeting of the coven.”
Boudica looked shocked, “On what grounds!”
Louise calmly said, “On the grounds that any member can request a meeting during esbat. I am making that request.”
“Very well. Professor, please join our circle.”
I stepped over between Amy and Bridget and took their hands.
Boudica intoned, “The moon, our mother, watches over us day and night. She brings the changing tide, the shifting night, the flow that changes women’s bodies, and the passion of lovers to their beloved. Her wisdom is great and all-knowing, and we honor her tonight.
“Keep your watchful eyes upon us, great mother, until the cycle returns once more, and bring us to the next full moon, in your love and light.
“Sisters… and brother, Louise has requested a meeting. If any of you would like to grab a robe or any other garment, we will begin in five minutes in the parlor. Perhaps some libations and edibles might be in order.”
Victoria took me aside, “We are going to put Boudica on trial.”
“Bridget mentioned something.”
“I am going to recommend that as our newest member, you should be the presiding officer. Just run it like one of your academic meetings, but we don’t use Robert’s Rules.”
I nodded, Bridget appeared and provided a robe for Victoria and me. I decided to leave it open. I wouldn’t want to deprive any of my new sisters the opportunity of seeing my lingam.
We moved to a room with a large table and chairs for everyone. Amy brought out two pitchers of what appeared to be dark beer. Beth followed with a tray of glasses and Julie had a tray of honey cakes and other treats.
Karoline brought me over a full glass and a plate with some treats, “Professor, this is mead, which we brewed ourselves. It is based on an ancient recipe. These are honey cakes and Teghana, ancient desserts.”
“Thank you, Karoline.”
I looked around the room and about half of the sisters donned robes, all left the front open. The rest stayed naked.
Boudica produced a gavel and banged on the table, “Gather round.” When everyone was seated, she continued, “Sister Louse has requested a business meeting of the Seventh Coven. Before we begin, I must bare my soul to you, my sisters. To use a Catholic term, I have sinned against each of you and the sacred traditions of our sect.”
A murmur rose amongst the sisterhood.
Boudica continued, “I’m sure this is why Louise has asked for a meeting. I placed my own needs, hopes, and dreams before the needs of the coven. I have been unable to find a mate so that I may conceive.” Tears began to flow down her cheeks, “In order to be the last one coupling during the Great Rite, on six occasions I have manipulated the randomness of the draw. I have violated my oath as your high priestess.”
She took a deep breath and banged the gravel, “We are hereby called to order. Sister Louise, what business do you bring?”
Louise read from a piece of paper, “I am asking for a recall vote of our high priestess, Sister Boudica.”
Boudica whispered, “On what grounds?”
“You have just confessed to one of them. The remaining charges will be introduced in the trial. As the subject of the trial, you cannot preside over these proceedings. I recommend that our newest member, Professor Richard, preside in that he has little to no knowledge of what has occurred.”
There was fear on Boudica’s face. In a soft voice she said, “All those in favor of the Professor presiding over these proceedings say ‘yea’.”
A chorus of “yea” echoed throughout the room.
“All those opposed say ‘nay’.”
Silence.
Boudica passed me the gavel, “Professor Richard is now presiding.”
I took the gavel, “Well, I’m not sure what comes next, but I suppose Sister Louise should state her reasons for a recall. Does that sound like a prudent next step?”
Victoria stood, “Actually, she has asked that I present the evidence.”
“Is that acceptable?” I looked around the table and there were nods.
“Sister Victoria, you have the floor.”
“Thank you, Professor. I present three charges to the Coven. The first charge: According to Wiccan tradition, sex is not supposed to be required of an initiate and yet Boudica forced Beth to sacrifice her virginity during the Great Rite to become a full member. This violates a principle of British Traditional Wicca. I know we do not follow many of its tenets, but that is the sect that sealed Boudica as a third-degree priestess. Sex is a divine gift and should be given and received willingly. She has broken one of our sacred precepts.”
I raised my hand, “As the presiding officer, I need guidance. Should we take each charge separately or as a whole?”
Louise raised her hand, “It is a tradition that all charges and supporting evidence be presented. The accused can rebut and then there is a vote of the membership on whether or not Sister Boudica should be removed.”
“Thank you, Sister Louise. Sister Victoria, you may continue.”
“Thank you, Professor. As Sister Boudica just confessed, the second charge is that the randomness required of the Great Rite was desecrated. I was prepared to cite the statistical improbability of what has occurred, but that is no longer necessary.
“Which leads me to the final charge. Boudica attempted to conceive during the great Rite without the consent of the guest High Priest. A primary tenet of our Wiccan tradition is that parenthood is a state willingly entered into. Professor Richard, in his role as high priest, was not asked if he wished to become a father.”
There was silence. Finally, I asked, “Is that all, Sister Victoria?”
“Yes.”
“Sister Boudica, you have the floor to defend yourself.”
She stood, “I am guilty of all that and more. I throw myself on the mercy of the coven, you my dear sisters. Please allow me to explain the motivation behind my sinful ways.” She took a deep breath and looked around at her sisters, “Like many of you, I have been unable to find a mate. As soon as a man finds out that I am a practicing Wiccan, they don’t want anything to do with me. Or if they do, it is only for the sex. They don’t want to make any long-term commitment.” She wrung her hands, “I am 34 years old. My childbearing years will soon be over. I long to have a child. We believe in the sacred feminine. That women are the givers of life. I so much want to have a child. I know that I am unworthy to be your high priestess. I pray that you find it in your hearts to allow me to continue to at least be your sister.” She stood there; head hung down. I could see tears streaming down her face, dripping onto her naked breasts.
Victoria raised her hand.
I said, “Sister Boudica is that your defense?”
She whispered, “It is.”
“Sister Victoria.”
“Sister Beth, did Sister Boudica ever give you the option of not having sex?”
Beth shook her head, “No.”
Victoria continued, “Sister Boudica misused her position of authority to convince Sister Beth to have sex. An act we hold sacred. Such misuse should never be tolerated. A person’s virginity should be given freely, not as a condition of membership.”
I looked around, “Is there any further comment?”
Hanako raised her hand and I recognized her.
“I find such conduct to be intolerable. I will vote to remove Sister Boudica from her office. I will also vote to rescind her membership in our coven.”
I said, “If I may, we need to have one idea on the table at a time. We have an accusation of Boudica’s infidelity to her office before us. Would anyone else like to speak their mind on this matter?”
Beth raised her hand.
“Sister Beth.’
“I would just like to say that at first, I was scared to lose my virginity. When I had sex with the Professor during the Rite, it was amazing. I was no longer a girl, but in that moment, I became a woman. It was a situation in which I had complete control. I freely gave myself to the Professor and he freely gave himself to me. I forgive Boudica for anything that she did. I think in the long run she had my best interests in mind.” Beth sat down.
“Anyone else?” I looked around and only saw shaking heads, “Very well. Because this is a sensitive topic, I was thinking that a secret ballot is probably in order. Would that be acceptable to the sisterhood?”
I saw nodding heads. Several said, “Yes.”
“In that case, we need some slips of paper and something to put them in.”
Sarah jumped up and came back with some index cards, pencils, and a small basket.
“Thank you, Sister Sarah. The first vote is whether or not Sister Boudica is guilty of violating her office as high priestess. Please write guilty or not guilty. If each of you would write your vote on the paper, then fold it in half, I’ll collect it in this basket.”
I stood and walked around, collecting the ballots, my tumescent cock flopping back and forth in my open robe. Several sisters touched my leg.
“I’ll step out into the kitchen to tally the vote.”
The vote was unanimous, twelve guilty votes. That meant that even Boudica voted for her guilt.
I returned to the room, “The vote is unanimous. Sister Boudica is guilty.”
Immediately the room began to buzz. I whacked the gavel, “Order.”
The sisters fell quiet.
“If I am correct, that means that Boudica is no longer our high priestess. Is that correct?”
Victoria spoke up, “That is correct, Professor.”
“I think, our next order of business is whether or not Sister Boudica should be allowed to stay in the coven. Does that sound reasonable?”
Louise said, “I think that would be wise.”
“It has long been a tradition in parliamentary bodies that people alternate speaking for and against the measure. Would someone like to speak in favor of removing Sister Boudica? The chair recognizes Sister Hanako.”
“What Sister Boudica has done is a violation of everything we hold sacred. She violated a trust. A sacred trust. I cannot be a part of any organization that has her as a member. If the sisterhood votes to retain her, then I will resign my membership.”
“Thank you. Sister Boudica.”
“I freely admit my guilt. I voted so myself. I have sinned against you. I beg your forgiveness. Beth has forgiven me. The Professor has forgiven me. I beg you to forgive me and allow me to stay with you, not as high priestess, but as a simple sister.”
“Someone for removal. Sister Victoria.”
“I am torn my sisters.” Her British accent seemed so formal, “I see Sister Boudica’s human frailty. I too have felt the desire to bear a child, to bring a new life into the world. Nevertheless, I never used subterfuge to impregnate myself. I know that the Professor has been held blameless, but I feel that he should have been given a choice. I know that Beth feels that things have turned out for the best, but she should have been given a choice. Many of you come from the Christian tradition where the concept of forgiveness holds great weigh. The Wicca I learned teaches restitution for doing wrong rather than asking for forgiveness. It comes from pagan tribal villages where the village elders focused on restoring the harmony of the tribe rather than on crime and punishment. So, I think the question is not whether or not she should remain a member, but rather what restitution should Boudica provide to our community? For some, that restitution may be ostracizing her from the coven. For others it may be something less severe.”
“Sister Bridget.”
“Just as Sister Victoria says, I came from a different tradition where forgiveness is typically given when asked for. I do like the idea of restitution. Our criminal justice system uses restitution. I think that is a good idea. I am in favor of keeping her in the coven. I ask Sister Hanako to also stay with us. I love all of you. You are my chosen family now that my birth family has rejected me for being a witch. All of you are dear to me.”
I looked around and no one else wanted to speak, “Seeing no other speakers, the second vote is whether or not Sister Boudica shall be removed from coven membership. An ‘yea’ vote means she will leave. A ‘nay’ vote keeps her in the membership. Once again, I’ll collect your votes in this basket.”
I took the basket and went to the kitchen. There were two ‘yea’ votes, eight ‘nay’, and two abstentions.
I returned to the room and announced the vote.
Hanako immediately stood, “That is unfortunate. I hereby resign my membership in the coven. Farewell my sisters. I truly love you all.” She passed through the door.
Amy groaned, “And we’re back to twelve.”
I hit the gavel, “I think we have two more issues. What shall be Sister Boudica’s restitution? Sister Louise.”
“First, we can no longer call her Boudica. She must revert back to her given name now that she is no longer the high priestess.”
Boudica stood, “My name is Virginia. My family always called me Ginny. I would be grateful if you used that name.”
I said, “Very well. What shall be the restitution for Sister Ginny? Sister Victoria.”
“We have the principle of three-fold return. It follows that to overcome her evil deeds, she must do three times that in good deeds. I suggest that it is difficult to measure the extent of her evil deeds. Perhaps we should set some number of months of additional service to the coven.”
I said, “Sister Ginny, how do you feel about that?”
Tears were streaming down her face, “I am so grateful to you, my sisters. I will serve you for as long as you think is necessary. The extent is measurable, Sister Victoria. Six times I violated the Great Rite. Twice more I violated the tenets of our faith. Three times eight is twenty-four. My restitution should be some multiple of twenty-four.”
I looked around, “Does that seem reasonable?” Heads were nodding, “What multiple shall she be given? Sister Louise.”
“Twenty-four months seems like a long time, that’s two years. Might I suggest one multiple?”
Heads were nodding. I said, “All those in favor of twenty-four months of restitution?”
“Aye.”
“Any opposed?
I looked at Ginny. Her luscious breasts were wet with tears and they glistened in the warm light, “Sister Ginny, the coven has voted for twenty-four months of restitution. Is that acceptable to you?”
“It is. Thank you, Professor.”
I said, “One last item of business, we need a new high priestess. Sister Victoria, didn’t you say that Louise is qualified.”
Victoria smiled, “Yes, Sister Louise is qualified and has been granted the third degree by a sister coven.”
“Thank you, Sister Victoria. Do we need to cast votes, or will a voice vote suffice?”
Victoria said, “We’ve had enough drama for today. All those in favor?”
A chorus of ‘aye’ echoed through the room.
I said, “Sister Louise, I will be happy to hand the gavel to you.”
Louise took it from me, “How about a round of applause for Professor Richard.”
The coven cheered.
Louise said, “As a high priestess, I must adopt a new name. When I was preparing the Professor for the Great Rite, he called me Terry. I would like to adopt that name. I think it is time that we retired to the hot tub for a moon bath. All those in favor of adjourning say ‘aye’.”
There was a scattered response as everyone started moving toward another door.
I decided I needed to finish my mead and sweets and stayed seated. The sisters filed out.
A naked Karoline came over, “Professor?”
“Yes, Karoline with a ‘K’.”
She knelt before me and took my penis into her mouth.
I pulled her up, “Come up here, my dear.”
She smiled and straddled me, wrapping her arms around my neck, that fine ass on my lap. I placed my hands on her ass.
Karoline got very close, her breasts touching my chest, “It is so nice having you in the coven.” She gently kissed me, “Wow.” She kissed me again, “Boudica, I mean Ginny, has been bringing in men from the outside so I can learn how to properly prepare a lingam.”
AKA give a blow job. “Would you like me to take up that role?”
“Would you please, Professor? You feel so good in my mouth. I could suck you and lick you all day. Your seed tasted so good when I came to your house. I would feel so much more comfortable being with you than with unknown men. You treat me with respect. Those men always made me feel uncomfortable. Demanding and sometimes abusive. I kind of felt like a whore. I don’t know if they paid to be with me, but it was awful.”
“It will quite literally be my pleasure.”
“Oh, thank you.” She kissed me leading with her tongue. Both arms were around my neck, her breasts pressed into my chest. I could feel her pubes on my cock. She eased off and whispered into my mouth, “Wow. Since you’re our high priest now, could I also have sex with you?”
“Boudica, I mean Ginny, told me that the sisters would want to be with me. I would be happy to have any kind of sex you would like.”
Karoline kissed me and I pulled her against me. She eased off and petted my face, “It is going to be so wonderful having you around. I’ll find a time that works for both of us.”
She got up and gave my cock a little pull. Then she knelt down and gave me a minute or two of great sucking.
I smiled down at her, “That’s so nice.”
Karoline got up and moved toward the door. What a fine ass!
I sat back and took a drink of mead. I was expecting it to be sweet since mead is fermented honey, but it wasn’t at all. There were some floral notes and maybe a hint of cloves. It had a rich dark color, but was clear, not cloudy. The honey cake was delicious.
Ginny appeared in the doorway, “Professor, can I talk to you?”
I set down my mead, “Certainly, my dear.”
Ginny sat on my lap, straddling me. I cupped her ass cheeks. Her tear-streaked breasts touched my chest, her pussy pressed against my tumescent cock, “If my professors in college held office hours like this, I’m sure I would have graduated magna cum laude.”
I chuckled and couldn’t believe how lucky I was. Beautiful, naked women were coming and sitting on my lap.
Ginny wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, “Thank you for being a fair arbitrator.” Tears were still flowing.
“I think I was just doing my job. You don’t need to thank me.”
Tears were landing on my chest, “I’m sorry for crying on you. I’m just so grateful for the wisdom, compassion, and justice that you showed. We’re so blessed to have found you.”
“You are welcome.”
“It is so nice having you here. If all my sisters weren’t waiting for you to come out to the hot tub, I’d fuck you right here.”
“They’re waiting for me?”
“I told you. You are going to be very popular. What I really wanted to know was: were you serious about helping me conceive?”
“Yes.”
She kissed me, “It is far too early to know if I’m pregnant from last Monday. I pray that I have been blessed. I would love to set up a regular time to make love with you.”
“We’ll find a time.”
Ginny pressed her body against me and pressed her tongue into my mouth. She eased off and spoke into my mouth, “Thank you.”
Someone cleared their throat. Maria was hovering behind Ginny, “When you’re done with Ginny, can I talk to you Professor?”
Ginny stood up, “I’m done. Thank you, Professor.”
She leaned in and kissed me again. I cupped her breasts hanging so nicely in front of me.
“Maria, how may I help you?”
She straddled me as Ginny had. Maria was buxom with youthful, full breasts. Dark areolae matched her brown skin. She had a bit of a spare tire and a shapely ass. She pressed herself against me and I felt her pubes on my cock. She gently kissed me.
I grasped her ass cheeks, “Maria, I have to tell you that when you came to prepare me for the Great Rite, in my mind I gave you the name Maria in honor of West Side Story. Little did I know that that was your real name.”
She smiled at me, “That is so sweet. Professor, I have a big ask.”
“Yes, my dear.”
“Like Ginny, I would like to become a mother. Would you consider fathering a child with me? I would not hold you responsible for support.”
“I would be honored to be your child’s father.”
“Tonight is the eclipse. My body is ready. My temperature indicates I’m ovulating. It could be very special if the child was conceived under the blood moon.”
“I think we can arrange that.”
Maria threw her arms around my neck and passionately kissed me, “You are going to make a wonderful high priest.”
She got up and grabbed my cock, “How nice.”
She knelt down and began sucking on me, “Oh, you are so nice.”
Maria got up, “You’re going to join us in the tub?”
“Be right out.”
I watched her hips sway as she walked out the door. I took another sip of mead. I held it up to the light, admiring the color.
“Good stuff, isn’t it?” Louise/Terry leaned in the doorway.
“It’s very good.”
“Juanita and Maria brew it. They’ve gotten it down to a science.” She walked over to me and sat on my lap, straddling me. She put her arms around my neck, “I understand that this is the way you have been holding court.”
Terry had large breasts that hung down even with her elbows. Her long nipples pointed downward. Her hair had some streaks of grey. She had a flat butt and a bit of a stomach.
I smiled, “Karoline started it.”
“I like it. Maria told us what you’re going to do for her. I think that’s very kind.”
“Is this a common problem, that the sisters can’t find partners?”
“Yes. It has been going on for years. Most men are hesitant to commit to being with a witch.” She kissed me, “The sisters are going to be asking to be with you a lot.”
“Ginny said that probably at least once a week for each.”
“Probably more than that. Other than Victoria and me, these women are in the prime of their lives. Having a man around that is sexually available will be something they are all going to want to take advantage of.”
“How about you, Terry?”
“I would love to be with you, but I don’t want to burden you.”
“Terry, you won’t be burdening me.”
She kissed me, “Some time we are going to have to go over your high priest duties and prepare you for your examination.”
“We’ll find time for that too. I’m thinking that after this semester, I’m going to have to cut back on my academic duties and commit more time to the coven.”
Terry kissed me again, “Would you like to join the sisters in frolicking? They’re out by the hot tub.”
“Sounds like a wonderful idea.”
I set my robe aside. As I stood, I felt a little tipsy. I realized I hadn’t had any dinner.
“Terry, perhaps we have something more to eat than honey cakes and mead?”
She took my hand and led me to the kitchen.
Juanita was working at the counter, “Ah, Professor! I am happy you have been us. That’s not right.” She spoke with an accent, “Be with us. I am happy you be with us.”
Everything about Juanita was large: large breasts, large areolae, large nipples, substantial hips and butt. She exuded happiness. She stepped over and threw her arms around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss. “Professor, you make me a happy woman!”
Terry said, “Juanita, do we have something for the Professor to eat?”
“Sí, maybe jamon sandwich. Maybe humus.”
I smiled, “Humus and a jamon sandwich would be wonderful. Where is the mead?”
“Ah! You like our mead? Maria and me we make.”
Terry brought over a bowl of humus and some slices of pita bread and placed it before me.
Juanita asked, “What else on your sandwich?”
“Maybe some queso?”
“Hablas español?
“Un poco.”
Juanita laughed, “You are a good man for trying, no?”
I laughed, “Sí, señora.”
Terry placed another glass of mead in front of me and Juanita handed me the sandwich.
I nodded, “Gracias.”
Juanita came behind me and started rubbing my shoulders, “Professor, I was the first with sex for you at the Great Rite.”
“I know. That was very nice.”
“Su pene is very nice. You are a nice lover. Maybe you will be my lover again?”
“I plan on it.”
“Gracias, Professor. You are a good man. You will help Boudica and Maria become mothers, yes?”
“Yes.”
“Maybe someday you help me to become a mother too?”
I looked over at Terry who was smiling.
Terry said, “I told you that you will be popular.”
“Juanita, I will be a father to your baby. Maybe not tonight though. First, I need to help Maria.”
Juanita continued massaging my shoulders. I finished my sandwich and the last of the humus.
She turned the chair around, put her arms around my neck, and kissed me. A tear was tracking down her cheek. She spoke into my mouth, “My dream is to have babies. May La Diosa bless me. Gracias, Professor.”
I stood up, “You re most welcome.” I looked over at Terry, “Shall we frolic?”
Terry held out her hand and I took it. She led me to the back of the house. There I found a large deck with a tall privacy fence around it. In the center was the largest hot tub I had ever seen. There were gas heaters in each corner of the deck and the air temperature was comfortable. I looked up at the full moon, nearly overhead. Clouds were scudding across the sky.
At the far end of the tub, Amy and Karoline were locked in a tight embrace, each plumbing the depths of the other’s mouth. At this end, Ginny was massaging Bridget’s back. Julie was leaning back in Maria’s arms. Maria was stroking her hair. Beth, Sarah, and Victoria called for me to join them in the center of the tub.
Terry and I stepped in and waded to the center of the tub. In seconds, I was surrounded by female bodies.
Julie put her arms around my neck and kissed me, “When you make love to Maria, would it be okay if we helped?”
I felt a hand on my cock. Someone wrapped their arms around me and I felt a pair of breasts on my back.
I was a bit overwhelmed by the attention, “Sure, Julie.”
Victoria waded over to me, “It is just after midnight. The eclipse starts at 4:10 AM. We believe that the lunar energy will be particularly potent during the time of the lunar eclipse.”
This idea was intriguing to me, “How so?”
“Well, as the moon enters the Earth’s shadow it will pass through every phase. It begins with a full moon and the Earth’s shadow begins to cover it. It wanes before your eyes until it goes blood red. Then the new moon’s sliver appears and the moon waxes to full again. Plus, during the eclipse, the energies of the Earth, Moon, and Sun are in alignment.”
I didn’t want to dismiss it as unscientific. After all, I was just voted into a very exclusive sex club as the only male. “Okay. I think I’ll need to look at it closer.”
Terry said, “I think we should start our ritual moon bath. Do we have everyone?”
Julie said, “Juanita.”
Sarah jumped out of the pool, “I’ll get her.”
I enjoyed the bounce of her ample breasts as she hurried into the house. Soon she returned with Juanita.
Before they entered the hot tub, Sarah and Juanita positioned seven white candles around the outside of the pool. Then they left and returned with what appeared to be seven small braziers. They placed those in front of the candles. I could see heat and smoke rising from each.
Terry waded over to me, “Since we now have a high priest, you get to perform that traditional function.”
“Okay. What do I do?”
“I’ll give you instructions. First, we have to cast a circle again. You’ll need to stand where you can look directly up at the moon.”
Amy said, “Shouldn’t the Professor have an erection as he does that to honor the lady?”
A murmur of assent arose from the sisterhood.
Terry looked around, “In that case he needs to be properly prepared.”
I looked over at Terry, “I don’t mind at all, but I get the impression that the sisters just like to see me naked.”
I heard a giggle and some of the sisters put on a shocked look. It seemed all the sisters’ eyes bore in on Terry. I could sense that each one wanted to be chosen.
Terry studied each face, “Normally this should be chosen by lot. We’ll ensure we have the selection bowl for the next esbat. For tonight, I think Sister Ginny should begin her restitution with a proper preparation.”
Ginny took my hand and led me out of the hot tub. We toweled off.
Ginny looked up at the moon, then at the pool, “I think we should position you here. You should be able to look up directly at the moon.”
I noticed that I was also positioned so that the sisters could watch me receive a blow job. Make them happy. Make them horny!
Ginny placed a rolled towel before me and knelt down. She looked up, “Honorable high priest, I have been selected to prepare your lingam. May I continue?”
So formal. “Yes, you may.”
Ginny held my shaft and began circling the head with her tongue. She locked eyes with me. The cool air had her nipples at maximum hardness. An amazingly beautiful sight. As I became harder, she clasped her hands behind her back and only used her mouth, licking and sucking. I reached down and cupped her cheek away from the pool. I didn’t want to block anyone’s view. Ginny wasn’t in a rush. This performance felt like a seduction and she was being her most sultry.
I heard a groan and looked over at the pool. Every set of eyes were locked in on my cock. I would have bet that at that moment, every clit except Ginny’s was being rubbed. Victoria had her head on the side of the tub and her body was floating so that I could see her hand moving at her crotch.
I was fully hard now, but Ginny kept sucking. Every so often she would throw in a deep throat for good measure. She never looked away and I left my hand on her cheek, gently stroking her soft skin. She wasn’t sucking vigorously, rather she was looking to sustain the moment for as long as possible. This was a cross between phallus worship and Richard worship. I wasn’t sure which, but the moment was magnificent.
That’s right, frolicking. A much better term. Ginny was frolicking with my cock and I was in heaven. Ginny sucked me for quite a while. I heard several of the sisters reach orgasm.
Finally, Terry said breathily, “Perhaps we should cast the circle.”
Ginny came off my cock, stood, and threw her arms around my neck, pressing her breasts into my chest, “Thank you, honorable high priest.” She kissed me.
Terry said, “Sister Ginny, since you are already out of the tub, perhaps you will help guide the professor.”
“Gladly, Sister Terry.”
Ginny said, “We’ll sprinkle some salt around the outside. It doesn’t need to be a circle. We just need to make sure there aren’t any gaps.”
I took a bag of salt and with Ginny by my side, sprinkled salt on the outer edge of the deck. My eyes were continually drawn to those amazing breasts, my cock bouncing back and forth with each step.
When we returned to the starting point she said, “Now we’ll light the candles. Do you remember what I said earlier when I cast the circle?”
I nodded, “Cast the circle thrice about, to keep the evil spirits out.”
Again we made the circuit around the hot tub, this time lighting each candle. Then we continued so that we circled three times.
Ginny said, “Now we will want to put some sage in each brazier.”
Once again, she accompanied me on my round.
When we were done, she said, “Now you will chant. Stand here and thrown your arms up toward the moon. Let me get in the water in front of you and I’ll tell you what to say.”
I stood there beneath the full moon, my erection straight out. I repeated what Ginny whispered to me.
“Oh, Great Mother Goddess, enclose us in your loving arms and feed us with your being so that your energy and essence may be within us.”
There was a round of applause.
Terry was smiling, “Come get in the tub with us. We need to frolic!”
I stepped down into the warm water.
Sarah came and stood in front of me, “I offer my body for my high priest’s pleasure.”
She placed her luscious breasts practically in my face. I pulled her to me and began greedily sucking her nipples. I felt her fingers entwine in my hair, pressing my face to her chest.
Amy and Karoline were suddenly standing on either side of Sarah.
Sarah let go of my head and fell back into her sisters’ arms, “Take me Professor.”
“I have to save my cum for Maria.”
“I know, but please fuck me.”
I stood up and grasped Sarah’s ankles. I placed them on my shoulders.
Ginny appeared and rubbed some lube on my cock, “The chlorine will ruin her natural lubrication.”
I grasped Sarah’s hips and I felt a hand on my cock. Victoria was guiding me to Sarah’s pussy. I slowly pressed into her tight opening. Then Amy and Karoline started pressing Sarah onto my cock. They set up a nice steady rhythm. Sarah started rubbing her clit. I remembered all the sex with Bridget, Victoria, and Beth over the weekend and I suddenly wasn’t worried about shooting my load anytime soon.
What an amazing sight. I had the nubile blonde bodies of Amy and Karoline pressing the buxom Sarah onto my cock. I looked around and nearly all the sisters were leaning against the side, watching us. Terry stood on the deck looking down, drinking mead. Ginny began rolling Sarah’s nipples. Sarah’s eyes were locked in on me.
It took several minutes of Amy and Karoline slamming Sarah onto me, but she began to cum. I felt her vagina churning, squeezing me. Sarah started to arch her back, but the Blondes kept her head out of the water. Eventually all motion stopped and they eased Sarah off me.
Sarah’s feet barely hit the bottom of the hot tub when Julie said, “Will the Professor take me?”
I laughed, “Gladly, but perhaps I can get off my feet.”
Terry said, “Come up here on the deck. Here’s a yoga mat you can lie on.”
I laid down and Julie straddled me, her pussy on my stomach. She leaned down and kissed me. Once again, Ginny lubed up my cock. Then Julie pressed me into her vagina. As she began grinding on me, Maria came up behind her and grabbed her breasts.
Again I realized how blessed I was. All of these women wanted to have sex with me. I heard some panting and looked to my right. A blonde head was between Bridget’s legs. I watched as Amy’s face came into view. Across the hot tub, Karoline was licking Juanita’s pussy. Terry and Victoria were holding each other in the tub.
Rather than take in the sights, I decided to focus on the woman making love to me. Julie’s hair was damp from being in the tub. Her cylindrical nipples stood out proud on her breasts. I noticed how taut her stomach was, this woman was in great shape. I looked up into those green eyes staring lovingly down at me.
“Julie, you are a beautiful woman.”
My compliment hit home and she leaned forward and kissed me.
Her hips continued to grind on me, then a twerking motion. Damn! This is fun! Not bad for a 53-year-old guy.
Julie began to cum. Her vagina was contracting, her head thrown back, mouth panting. I just laid back and enjoyed the sight and the sensations.
When Julie had finished pleasuring herself, I climbed back into the hot tub. Juanita brought me a glass of mead.
As I was drinking the mead, I had a thought, “Hey, Terry!”
She walked over and climbed in beside me, “Something tells me you have an idea.”
“This stuff is really good. What if we were to sell it?”
“Like scale up production?”
“Exactly.”
“Where would we get the money for the equipment?”
“There’s money available for women-owned businesses.”
I could see the wheels start turning.
Terry called out, “Ginny!”
Ginny came over and sat on the other side of me, her breasts against my arm.
Terry said to me, “Pitch your idea again.”
I told Ginny about scaling mead production.
Terry said, “Is that something you could investigate? We’d make it your retribution.”
Ginny was nodding, “There’s craft brewers and craft distillers. All those wineries. We can absolutely make it work. I’ll start working on it tomorrow.”
Victoria walked over, waist-deep in the water. I still couldn’t get over the fact that I was surrounded by naked women.
She pointed up, “The eclipse has started.”
I said, “Four o’clock already?”
Victoria smiled, “Time flies when you’re frolicking.”
Terry asked, “Where’s Maria?”
“Here I am.”
Terry called out, “Sisters. Please gather around.”
All the witches came over to us.
Terry explained, “In case you haven’t heard, tonight we’re going to help Maria have sex with the Professor. The goal is to have Maria get pregnant. From talking with Bridget, the Professor has some staying power so we’ll get him ready, then we’ll get Maria ready and have her mount him.”
The sisters immediately began talking.
Terry said, “Okay, I know everyone is going to want to help. We’ll cast lots. We’ll have two get the Professor ready and two to get Maria ready.”
Amy raised her hand, “Karoline and I know we’re bi. Maybe we should prepare Maria.”
Terry nodded, “Good point. Would anyone else like to prepare Maria?”
Juanita and Victoria raised their hands.”
Terry announced, “Okay. The two short sticks will prepare Maria.”
She held out her fist holding four sticks. The sisters drew lots.
Terry said, “Please compare. Looks like it is Amy and Victoria.”
Amy and Victoria immediately moved over to Maria.
“Does everyone else want to draw for preparing the Professor?”
Ginny said, “Since I was selected earlier, I shouldn’t draw this time.”
“Anyone else?”
Sarah said, “I just had sex with him. I’ll sit out.”
Julie said, “Sarah’s right. I’ll sit out too.”
Terry counted, “So, five drawing for two lots. Please come forward and get a stick.”
When everyone had selected, Terry asked, “So, who do we have?”
Karoline laughed, “Me!”
Beth cried out, “Me, too!”
They both came over to me.
Beth asked, “Can I suck on you? I need to practice.”
“Sure.”
Karoline looked a little disappointed.
I lifted her chin, “Karoline, I know this might not sound like prepping me, but I would really enjoy it if you were to straddle my face.”
Her eyes went wide, “So, you’ll lick me?”
“Exactly. I love the way a woman tastes. It gets me quite aroused.”
I laid back on a yoga mat and Karoline brought her long, lean body over and settled over my face. I turned my head and kissed the inside of each soft thigh.
I heard Beth, “Bridgie, will you teach me?”
I soon heard my research assistant coaching Beth on how to suck cock. I decided to focus on the beautiful pussy above my face. She had shaved her labia and trimmed her blonde pubes. I flicked my tongue at her clit.
Karoline looked down and me and began petting my hair. I reached up and first cupped her breasts, then began rolling her nipples. Her hips began moving and I decided to let her pleasure herself. I stuck my tongue straight out and Karoline moved her vulva to maximize her pleasure. Her fluids began flowing across my face. I lapped up as much as I could, most of it ran down my cheeks.
I felt Beth working my cock. She kept up a constant movement of mouth, tongue, and hands. She soon was performing like a professional.
Meanwhile, Karoline was approaching her orgasm. I grasped her arm and pulled her forward so that I could get a finger into her pussy. I slipped a finger in and began rubbing her g-spot. Karoline began to cum, her vagina contracting on my finger. She fell forward on her hands and knees. Terry helped Karoline roll onto her back.
Beth came off me and there was Maria. She settled in over me and pressed my erection into her opening. Her hips began churning. She placed her hands on my chest and I grasped her hips. Just to the side of her head I could see the moon turning a blood red.
Maria was beautiful. Her Latin features, long brown hair, and luscious body made for a truly memorable love making session. Her hips began to accelerate and soon she was in the throes of an orgasm. I wondered if I could hold out until the moon was completely in eclipse. Maybe a few more minutes.
I could feel myself approaching the orgasmic cliff, but I focused my mind on the moon which seemed to sit on Maria’s shoulder. There. A full eclipse. I grasped her hips and thrust up into her. Three, four times I felt myself cum.
Mara fell forward, “Oh, Professor.”
I clasped her to me. Someone put a blanket over us and we just snuggled, enjoying the moment.
I petted her hair, “That was wonderful, Maria.”
She lifted her head and gently kissed me, “So wonderful.”
She lay her head on my shoulder.
*******
I jerked myself awake. Maria stirred and I felt my penis fall out of her vagina.
The sky was beginning to lighten. I looked for the moon. It was lower in the sky and partly red.
Terry whispered, “Let’s get you two to bed. Professor, when do you need to be on campus?”
“One o’clock.”
I looked around and there was a clump of bodies under a blanket on the far side of the tub, but the rest of the sisters had left.
I don’t know whose bed we slept in, but I slept with Maria.
*******
To be continued…