Mr. Rob and the Witches - Chapter 2

Chapter 2 - Graduation Night

The next week passed by in a maddening, often agonizingly slow blur. I scored the summer class student's final exams and averaged grades. I also helped get things ready for our summer graduation event. Usually, we have between thirty and forty students who fail to graduate in the spring with their class. Often it because of too many absences, or just failing to pass a required class, as was the case with my witches. The shock of not graduating with their peers usually grabs a student's attention well enough that they make up the lost classes quickly that summer. Then we have a small graduation ceremony, so they can officially receive diplomas and wear their caps and gowns. Knowing they have this make-up ceremony is further incentive to complete the work.

I was still in a sex-aroused fog from what had occurred last week with my three witches. The three young women were constantly in my head, both when I was awake and asleep... especially in my sleep. In all my forty-five years, I have never experienced anything like the power and eroticism of these dreams. Images of Tara, Lisa and especially Ashley, naked and carnal, possessing me and allowing me to possess them, filled my sleeping hours. We were sex liberated, hedonistic demi-gods consuming ourselves in orgasmic fires, only to be reborn from the ashes of our spent desires to burn anew with lustful joy.

Every morning I would wake sweat drenched and exhausted, my cock drained as I seemed to have ejaculated in my sleep not once, but multiple times. My head would still be swimming with the images of my three seductresses and I wondered if I was going mad. Every morning I could smell the odors of my lusty sweat and semen, and the sweeter aromas of my dream lovers. I'd come to know their particular fragrances during the summer session, mixed with more carnal scents. I found myself almost convinced that somehow they had slipped into my house in the dark of the night, making magical love to me until dawn.

It should not come as a surprise to anyone that all three of my witches passed the final exam with flying colors. They had the three highest scores in the entire class, with Lisa scoring ninety-eight out of one-hundred, and Tara and Ashley both scoring a ninety-seven. All my students passed, but there was a wide gap in scores between my three witches and the rest of the class.

Needless to say, Mr. Grady, the Principal was thrilled.

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Finally Graduation Night arrived.

We always hold the ceremony on the last friday of June, and with such small groups, held a short reception afterwards with punch, cookies and nuts. I tried to act calm, but felt like a young boy about to go out on a first date with the girl of his dreams. My witches had become the only thing I dreamt about. I wondered how they would act and how I would act. I even wondered if they would skip the ceremony. I shouldn't have doubted them though.

As I assisted the Pincipal's secretary in organizing thing on stage, I glanced at the gathering parents. Among the families were thirty-six students now finally and proudly able to wear their graduation gowns. My heart leaped as I saw my three witches, dressed the most conservatively that I'd ever seen in their long, midnight blue graduation gowns. Each noticed me and gave me a wave and a big smile. Tara even blew me a kiss.

Mr. Grady gave a short speech, thanking me and the other summer school staff. Then Mrs. Dawson, our chorus teacher, sang something inspirational. Finally, with my assistance, Mr. Grady called each student up to the stage and presented them with their diploma. As they crossed the stage in front of the assembled faculty and staff, each student tended to respond differently. Some stopped to shake teachers' hands or to hug a particular teacher, some raced to get off the stage.

As Tara, the first of my witches was called, she strode up on the stage with the same defiant, proud manner that she had when she first charged into my class. She accepted her diploma and the Principal's words of congratulation with the most cursory of nods and then as she crossed the stage, stopped and gave me a furious hug. I groaned inwardly as I felt her body press against mine, feeling almost naked under the robe.

She confirmed as she whispered in my ear, "I'm not wearing anything under this robe. I want you, and in the full moon of the Esbat, I shall have you, Mr. Rob!"

Blood rushed to my cock, her words and perhaps some new spell, filling me with desire. Her lips brushed my cheek and she smiled sweetly beore moving on. I prayed that my erection wasn't that noticeable, and tried to act as if everything was normal.

Then Lisa was called up to the stage. She took her diploma, barely acknowledging Mr. Grady's existence and walked over to me a powerful hug.

In my ear, Lisa's tongue flicked out and she whispered, "I'm naked and wet for you under this robe. I want you, and in the full moon of the Esbat, I shall have you, Mr. Rob!"

She too kissed me on the cheek and she gave me a heartbreaking tender smile. My erection twitched angrily and I knew if I looked down, I'd see a bulge in my black robe.

The last person called to the stage was Ashley, and I could feel my heart pounding as she took her diploma from Mr. Grady. She looked out at the audience and waved at her family and then came to me and hugged me fiercely. Her body seemed to melt against mine. There seemed to be an incredible amount of heat emanating from her body. I could smell her lust. She kissed my cheek.

In my ear, Ashley said in a husky whisper, "My time to become a woman is now. I choose you. I want you, and in the full moon of the Esbat, I shall have you, Mr. Rob!"

She kissed my cheek again, and her lips felt like they were on fire. Then she stepped back and looked at me with such purpose and power. For a second it was as if the world shrunk down to just the two of us, and our need... our lust... our hunger for each other was palpable. The moment passed in a heartbeat, or an eternity. I'm not sure.

Then Ashley spoke, "Remember, Mr. Rob. Your reward will be three-fold. In the full moon of the Esbat, it will be three-fold." Ashley smiled and strode across the stage and returned to her seat.

I did my best not to begin trembling and cum in my trousers. Mr. Grady made a few last remarks and declared "These assembled students, graduated."

There followed the usual cheers and throwing of graduation caps and then everyone retired to the school cafeteria for the reception. I took a few minutes to bring myself under control. My penis grudgingly wilting to a half erection, it's recovery seeming imminent.

At the reception, I accepted the heartfelt thanks of a few parents, most noticeably a few of the jocks who had their athletic eligibility restored thanks to passing my class.

Then Lisa bounded up, her parents in tow. Both looked like proud parents. I recognized in them the same characteristics of factory workers that my parents had. They thanked me with accents that marked them as descendents of Polish immigrants, a trace left even after several generations in America.

They thanked me profusely for getting their daughter through graduation. I accepted their thanks humbly and gave all the credit to Lisa, who beamed at me. As they left, Lisa glancing back to give me a saucy wink.

Ashley came up with her parents. They seemed to be slightly bewildered farmers who looked uncomfortable being dressed up in their Sunday best. Both gave me curt thanks, the father glumly adding, "We didn't think she'd ever get anywhere once she took up with this witchery foolishness." Ashley rolled her eyes and blushed.

I tried to blunt any possible argument by assuring them that I had every confidence in the world that Ashley would make her mark. I added that she was one of the brightest students I had ever had the pleasure of teaching, and my hat was off to them for raising such a fine daughter. Ashley beamed at me, and mouthed the words, "Thank you." Even her parents smiled at my words of praise.

Lastly, Tara arrived, holding hands with a woman who had to be her mother.

"Mr. Rob, I'd like you to meet my mom, Sara," she said, taking my hand in hers and linking the three of us.

I might have imagined it, but there was a bit of an electrical charge that ran through all of us. I now knew what Tara would look like in thirty years or so. Her mother was a voluptuous woman, big in bosom and butt, and a solid waist. The term 'Earth Mother' passed through my mind. Tara had inherited her mother's brilliant eyes, and she was a beautiful woman. Sara wore a long, flowing dress of many colors and from the pendant around her neck, I assumed that I knew where Tara's Wiccan ideas had come from.

"Mr. Rob, Merry met," said Tara's mother. She extended her free hand and I took it, forming us into one circle. "I've heard so much about you, and I wanted to thank you for being so open-minded." Her eyes seemed to pierce right through me, peering into my soul. She had a funny smile on her face and I felt like I could hide no secrets from her.

"Your daughter marches to her own drummer," I replied. "There's nothing wrong with that. We all have to find our own way."

That seemed to please Sara. "Well said. Still, it's refreshing to find someone who doesn't condemn us for the path we walk." She looked at her daughter. "Even though Tara seems determined to explore new paths to the Craft." There was a slight tone of chastisement in her voice, as well as amusement.

Tara smiled back at her and said, "We all walk along as the Lady wills it, Mom. And right now, I need to walk a path and find Lisa and Ashley." She let go of both our hands and slipped off through the crowd.

Sara took my free hand and studied me closely. Again, her brilliant blue eyes seemed to bore through me, searching for truth. Finally she nodded. "My daughter's judgment is true, even if her path is not clear to me. "You are a good man, Mr. Rob. Let your heart guide you, and may the Lady clear any doubt from your soul. Know that in what lies ahead, you have my blessing. Mayhap, we will meet again." She leaned in, her enormous bosom pressing against my chest, and kissed me quickly on the lips. "Merry met and merry parted." She left me wondering what had just happened.

After about thirty minutes, folks began to drift off. I helped my fellow teachers clean up, got another handshake from Mr. Grady for a job well done and the school year was over. Just like that.

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I returned to my classroom and picked up a box of items I was taking home, and headed for the parking lot. Mine was the only car that remained. As I approached my old clunker, out of the shadows stepped Tara and Lisa, still in their graduation gowns. I stopped, my heart beginning to pound.

"Girls...ladies. What can I do for you?"

Lisa pointed at the sky. "It is the full moon, Mr. Rob. The night of the Esbat, and we've come to take you." She took the box from my hands and set it on the trunk of my car.

Tara walked up to me and said,. "We're here for you, Mr. Rob. It is time," Tara crushed her luscious body against mine and kissed me, her tongue spearing into my mouth.

We kissed passionately, and I felt her hands in my pockets. She fished out my car keys from one pocket and her other hand caressed the bulge in my pants. Then Tara broke the kiss and stepped back.

Lisa took my hand and led me to the passenger side of my car. I started to speak, but Lisa put fingers to my lips and smiling, said, "Shhhh... it is time. We've come to take you to the Esbat."

Tara unlocked the car and put my box in the trunk. Then she moved to the driver's side and got in.

Lisa opened the passenger door and directed me inside. Then Lisa climbed in. But Instead of getting in the back seat, Lisa straddled my lap before closing the door. Then her lips were on mine, kissing me as she pressed her long, lithe body against mine. Lisa unbuttoned my shirt and her fingertips moved softly against my skin, finding my hardened nipples and flicking and pinching them. I heard a zipper and then Lisa was naked against me, her puffy nipples hard and rubbery, her skin soft and on fire.

Lisa hunched against me. As our tongues danced, my hands roamed over her body, cupping her tight butt cheeks. I suddenly realized that somehow she had gotten my belt undone and my pants and shorts pushed down around my knees. My cock was pressed between us, her belly was hot against the underside of my erect penis. Lisa climbed up a little and reached between us. My cock was pressing lengthwise against her pussy before she repositioned it. Her blooming labia embraced my cock with her heat and wetness, while her trimmed muff tickled the very tip of my throbbing meat. Our kiss ended and she guided my mouth to her breasts, sighing as I rolled my tongue over her puffy nipples, lips encircling to suck them, my teeth playfully nipping at them.

"We're here," Tara suddenly announced.

I looked up to see that we were in the driveway of an old farmhouse. I didn't even remember us moving.

"This belonged to my grandparents. It belongs to Mom and me, now." Tara opened up the door and climbed out.

Lisa climbed out as well, before helping me shed my shoes and my clothes. I left them on the passenger seat and stepped out of the car.

Tara greeted me, now naked herself, gloriously naked. Her large breasts were pale in the moonlight, and her huge nipples were stiff. Her heavy tits pressed against my body as she kissed me, and her warm hand wrapping around my cock to stroke it slowly.

She whispered, "Let us go to the Esbat. Ashley awaits us there."

I found myself mute, unable to totally comprehend what was going on, but allowing my lust and desire to lead me just as Tara and Lisa now led me. We did not go towards the old farmhouse, but instead stepped onto a path leading into the woods.

The full moon, fat and bright above us lit the path well. Lisa and Tara seemed to be chanting, in a language I didn't understand. But I caught some snatches of song about 'The Lady.' The words seem to wash over me, wrapping my nakedness in a blanket of calm and reassurance. Part of me knew that I was a forty-five year old divorced teacher walking naked alongside two enchanting nude eighteen year old women, and we were walking barefoot into the woods. But it all seemed appropriate, as if things were they way they should be.

Their voices were soon joined by another. I recognized the angelic voice of Ashley, and felt my cock twitch. We stepped into a clearing lit by many candles, and I took in several incredible sights. Blocking our path, stood Tara's mother, Sara. She was naked as we were, and her fleshy body looked incredibly erotic. Her long, loose black hair was down around her shoulders. Her body was amazingly similar to her daughter. Enormous, meaty breasts sagged on her chest, capped by huge nipples that were larger than her daughter's. Between her legs was a literal forest of black pubic hair, with strands going to the sides and reaching up her belly.

Beyond Tara's mother, in the center of the clearing was a small knoll, an earthen bed or altar, covered in linens, pillows and flowers. In front of the earthen bed, stood Ashley, naked and glorious, looking like a goddess. Her perfect body glistened with oil. Her large breasts heaved with desire, and her extra-long nipples stood out.

"This be the Esbat," intoned Sara, her voice merry. "Come forth and be purified."

Sara held up a large water pitcher and I realized that beside her a little spring bubbled forth from a rock outcropping. Lisa stepped forth and began to chant as Sara poured water over her, once, twice, three times. Lisa's long naked form glistened in the moonlight and I could smell the scents of flowers and bath oil. Tara followed, and her mother poured water from the spring over her head, showering her three times until her body glistened as well.

Lisa and Tara led me forward and Sara smiled gently at me. "Be welcome to the Esbat, may your soul be nourished and enlightenment be yours."

She poured fresh water from the spring over me. It was icy cold water that drove the breath from my body. I expected my erection to wither in the cold water, but with each dousing, I felt my cock throb and stand a little stiffer until it was slapping my stomach... something I hadn't experienced in years.

Then Lisa and Tara led me towards the altar and Ashley. She too glistened from the bath oils. Her hair was almost blown dry by the gentle breeze.

Ashley held her arms up to the moon-washed dark sky and said, "Let all be witness. I have chosen this wise man to be my first. To be the conduit by which I hope to touch the universe and to know the embrace of the Lady and the Lord." Then she turned and slid onto the earthen altar. Ashley laid back and spread her shapely legs. She said in almost a whisper, "Do you accept this gift, my virginity, on behalf of the Lord and the Lady?"

I felt lost and unsure, but my heart urged me to reply, "I do," I said in a hoarse whisper.

Lisa and Tara urged me forward, helping me climb onto the altar. Their hands stroked my shoulders and arms, leading me until I knelt between Ashley's thighs. Bath oil, sweat and her body's lust wafted up and filled my nostrils, making me heady with desire.

Ashley held out her arms and I slowly rested myself on top of her warm, slick body. I felt her long, hard nipples press against my chest as my weight flattened out her full breasts. Her slick thighs rose up, and her knees bent as her legs hovered at my sides. I kissed her then, on the mouth, pressing my tongue against hers with an urgent need second only to the desire to sink my flesh deep into her own. 

Ashley broke the kiss, her lips against my cheek as she whispered, "Please, Mr. Rob. Make love to me now!"

I rose to my knees to fulfill her request. Before I could take hold of myself, Tara's hand slipped between our bodies and guided my aching cock to the mouth of Ashley's clean-shaven vulva. I watched as Tara rubbed the tip of my cock up and down Ashley's slit. With each stroke she pressed my cock more urgently until the head nudged between Ashley's smooth, slick labia. Tara stopped moving my cock and held it there.

She was chanting, as was Lisa and I think, Sara. Words of invocation, urging the Lady to bless this union, this sacrifice, this act of primal love.

Tara's fingers released me, and with a groan, I slowly thrust into Ashley. Her young cunt was incredibly tight and hot.

Ashley cried out, "For the Lady... I offer my most sacred vessel!"

I continued pushed my cock into her virgin pussy. Upon meeting resistance. I pushed hard, breaking through her hymen with a steady, hungry thrust. Ashley's back arched and her heels clamped on my buttocks.

She gasped as I tore through her cherry. I felt hot wetness coat my cock, most likely some blood, and I continued to sink all my aching hardness into her wonderful velvet warmth.

When I felt my pubic hair pressing against her shaved vulva, an incredible hunger swept through me. The hairs on my arm stood up as if electrified. Ashley convulsed, her hazel eyes snapping open wide. Her legs squeezed around my hips and her heels dug into my buttocks again. She pulled me against her crotch as her hips lifted to meet me.

Ashley clutched at my shoulders. "Ohhhh, Goddess!" she moaned. "Take me, lover! Fuck meeeee!"

Like animals in heat, we exploded into a furious mating: kissing, biting, sucking, as our joined groins slammed hungrily into each other. It seemed as if we were suddenly in a whirlwind, our lust pulsing from us like lightning bolts. My cock pounded into her pussy, attempting to pierce her cervix with each deep thrust. Pleasure coursed through my cock as never before, taking me to the edge of orgasm, but not letting me cross over. I tried to slow down, not wanting to cum too soon, but Ashley wouldn't let me, and in truth, I couldn't stop. It was as if her very flesh, the wet, fiery folds of her hot cunt were holding me and stroking my cock.

Around us I could hear the chanting of the other witches, urging the blessings of the Lady and the Lord. As their voices grew stronger, so did our lust and need. We became more than two people making love. We became sexual love incarnate. We were the very icons of lust, given to the most primal mating been between man and woman. It was as if we had become god and goddess. I embodied the urges that drove Zeus to carnal madness, and Ashley was the most beautiful Venus in carnal bliss. We were the Lord and the Lady. Their divine love manifested in our human flesh.

Ashley bucked against me, her first internal cock-induced orgasm coursing through her groin. Her pussy squeezed my cock, milking me, demanding my semen. But I found myself unable to release yet. Instead, I continued to bury my rigid, throbbing penis into her wonderful hot sheath. Ashley had another orgasm, crying out my name, crying out to the Lady, to Tara and Lisa. Her heels dug into the cheeks of my ass, holding me deep inside her. She cupped her breasts together, urging, offering me her long, erect nipples to suck and bite.

I bent and nipped and teased her elongated nipples, and my tongue rolled over the long rubbery stems. The heat between her legs was matched by the wetness of her climactic cream. Her liquid fire lubricated my stiffness, allowing me to pull and plunge faster into her pussy. Ashley grabbed my arms again as if to hold on, and I watched her large breasts wobble up and down in time with my fucking. She flung her pussy against me, grinding her pelvis against my groin as her heels dug into my asscheeks, urging me deeper.

"Fuck me... Mr. Rob... Make me cum again... I love your cock... dreamed it... Love you cock!"

Ashley orgasmed again, her pussy muscles becoming a velvet vise around my erection and I couldn't hold back. I thrust deep into her newly deflowered vagina, and with a roar, I exploded inside the young woman. It was as if a dam had burst. I pumped heavy spurt after heavy spurt of my seed into Ashley's pussy, triggering an even more explosive orgasm in my eighteen year old lover.

Again, the world seemed to reduce to just us, wrapped in the magic and power of our beautiful orgasm. Ashley's hazel colored eyes were filled with tears, but there was an angelic smile on her face as we stared intently at each other. Each time I felt my cock squirt inside her, I felt her pussy squeezing to extract all of my cream. Our mutual orgasm seemed to go on and on and on. Then we kissed, tongues dancing happily together, we kept our eyes open and it seemed as if we could see into each other's souls and beyond.

As I stared into Ashley's eyes, it seemed that she was more than just an eighteen year old. Inherent in her seemed to be the very essence of what makes a woman. On some instinctual level, I knew that within Ashley's body, the Lady herself now resided, experincing our love and lust, making it even more intense. I felt tears flowing down my face. I knew that this must be a glimpse of heaven. For the briefest of ecstatic moments, I was one with everything. And then too soon, the moment slipped away.

I gave my young lover one last thrust, making Ashley gasp and her breasts jiggle. Then we slipped back into the real world, becoming aware of Tara and Lisa caressing our sweaty slick bodies as their chant began to fade. Ashley broke into sobs and she hugged me to her, my weight mashing her breasts against my chest. I could feel her muscles still convulsing on my cock. Her mouth pressed against mine and we kissed slowly, passionately.

When we parted, I eased off her, rolling over and sitting on the edge of the altar with my legs dangling. Before I could catch my breath, I found Lisa in my lap, naked and ferocious. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tara and Ashley embraced, their lips locked in a passionate kiss. I suddenly realized that my erection had not faded. The realization was made apparent as Lisa straddled my hips, and used one hand to guide my stiff cock, coated with Ashley's virginal blood and our mixed love cream, to her sopping wet pussy.

Lisa huskily said, "On this holy night, the night of the Esbat, I will have you, Mr. Rob!"

I felt the hot wetness of Lisa's pussy as she began to mount me, her steaming cunt swallowing my meat happily. She let go of my cock, wrapping her long, willowy limbs around my neck as she took my entire length inside her soaking pussy. Lisa cooed with contentment as she wiggled her slender bottom against my lap, grinding her neatly trimmed mound against my curly pubic hair. Her cunt was a furnace of wet, pulsing desire, massaging my penis.

"I knew I'd love your cock, Mr. Rob!" she giggled as I took hold her slender waist. 

We began to rock together, and I worked my fully sheathed cock back and forth as she rolled her hips against me. We kissed and embraced, the puffy nipples on her breasts rubbing deliciously against my chest. My hands cupped her tight asscheeks. I could hardly believe how incredibly tight Lisa's cunt felt as she rose on her knees, lifting her wet pussy halfway off my stiff shaft. Lisa hunched to look down between us and watch her pussy swallow my cock as she descended again. Then she worked her ass hard, trying to corkscrew up and down on my throbbing dick.

Again, it seemed as if something openeed inside us, making us more than mere mortal flesh. Flickers of heat lightning seemed to be reflecting off our skin. Electrical energy seemed to leap between us with every rocking thrust and wiggle we made. Lisa shifted slightly and then gasped as I sank deeper and pressed against her cervix.

"Ohhhh, Mr. Rob. I love your hard cock... Oh blessed Lady, I love this cock!"

Lisa suddenly grunted and her body quivered in my hands. I felt a fresh flow of fiery juices coat my cock and knew that she was having an orgasm. Lisa pressed her lips against my neck, kissing and nuzzling my skin, her tongue coming out to tease. She groaned as my cock moved inside her.

I glanced over to check on Ashley and almost climaxed. She was writhing as Tara's face bobbed between her thighs, tonguing my semen out of her shaved pussy. Both glowed with sexual power, their skin gleaming in the moonlight with erotic energy.

I became aware of another voice raising praises to the Lady. Glancing to my other side, I was amazed to see Tara's mother, naked and beautiful, chanting as she watched the four of us in a holy and carnal display. She looked at us with desire, her hands running over her own aroused body. She seemed in awe of the carnal ceremony her young daughter and friends were engaged in.

Lisa's moans of joy brought me back to her, her tight pussy massaging my cock, making me moan in turn as her soft, burning flesh clutched my throbbing meat. We kissed again, and our ecstasy grew as our slow fucking continued. We rocked back and forth, each subtle movement of our groins making us swoon with erotic pleasure. My young lover's moans and sighs began to grow louder and more insistent. Lisa ground herself against my pelvis, her cunt muscles tightening as she approached orgasm.

An incredible burst of heat lightning illuminated the pale skin of my lover as she suddenly threw her head back and screamed in pleasure. Lisa's long, unruly hair blew all about as she had another orgasm. Her knees tightening around my waist even as her cunt clamped down tight around my cock, urging me to cum.

I groaned, and again could scarcely believe the amount of semen I flooded her young pussy with. I gasped and sucked Lisa's turgid puffy nipples as my cock twitched and filled Lisa's young pussy.

Lisa sobbing, cried out, "Yes! Give me your blessed seed. Fill me with your sperm!"

Again, it seemed as if an time stopped as Lisa milked me of all the semen I could offer. As her orgasm passed, she rocked back and forth in my lap as her wonderfully tight cunt squeezed my cock dry. A mysterious smile on her face was mixed with occasional expressions of ecstasy as orgasmic aftershocks rippled through her body.

Finally, with a small sigh, Lisa slipped off me and we both collapsed onto our backs on top of the altar-like knoll.

Immediately, Ashley appeared, first kissing me and then Lisa. She began to trail kisses down Lisa's slender form, stopping to suck the puffy flesh of Lisa's nipples. Then Ashley kissed down her belly and slid her chin over Lisa's neatly trimmed muff before pressing her tongue against the gaping labia. Lisa moaned as Ashley closed her lips over her wet hole and began licking and sucking at her semen-filled pussy.

My attention was diverted by the appearance of Tara, her hands running up my leg as she approached me. Her upper chest and neck were bright red with a sexual flush, and her large breasts heaved with excitement. Her thick nipples were swollen and hard, betraying her desire and need.

Tara's fingers trailed across my thigh and into my crotch. "Are you ready for me, Mr. Rob? Have you dreamed of this? I've dreamed of having your cock in my pussy. Making me cum, and filling me with your seed."

I was ready. I could scarcely believe that for the second time in a week, I was sporting an erection that just wouldn't go away. It throbbed as Tara lowered her head towards my cock until I could feel her hot breath. Tara giggled as she pressed her lips against the crown of my penis and then opening her mouth, and began sucking at my cock head, licking Lisa's pussy cream mixed with my cum. I groaned with pleasure as Tara licked and sucked until I thought I would go insane with pleasure. When I thought I couldn't take it anymore, she rose up and climbed on top of me, her meaty tits swaying as she straddled me.

"Are you ready, Mr. Rob? Are you ready to be fucked? Goddess, I've dreamed of you for so long!"

Tara began to grind her thick, bushy mound against the underside of my cock until the head brushed the sensitive nub of her clit. She lifted her hips further and I felt my cock head split her meaty labia and settle against the most incredible silky wet warmth. Tara lowered herself onto me, sliding her cunt down around my cock.

"Oooooohhh, Mr. Rob! So big. So hard. Oh yesssss!"

Tara was already in the throes of orgasm by the time she had completely impaled herself on my new erection. Her whole body shivered with carnal delight, making her large breasts quiver above my face. Her palms rubbed up my chest and then grabbed my shoulders as she rolled her hips. Tara's mouth hung open as she ground herself against my pelvis, trying to nudge me deeper inside her clasping cunt.

I could do nothing but enjoy the sweet sensation of my third young lover's wet and wonderful pussy bathing my cock in hot cream. Fully seated on my cock, my voluptuous witch began to gyrate with steadily mounting speed until Tara was humping against my lap. My swollen penis stroked her vaginal walls, as each lunge pressed her furry mound against my pelvis. She pulled my hands to her heaving, bouncing breasts, urging me to squeeze and maul her meaty flesh, and pinch her thick nipples.

Again, I felt my lover and myself filled with a powerful spirit, becoming more than human, and becoming sex incarnate. Tara crowed with joy and pleasure, her back arching in orgasmic pleasure. She was more than Tara now, even as I was filled with spirit beyond myself. We became the avatars of the gods, allowing the Lady and the Lord to experience earthly pleasure. Above us, the sky cracked with lightning and the wind rose, sweeping Tara's long black hair as she rode my throbbing penis around her fiery, steamy pussy.

Tara's brilliant blue eyes reflected the lighting, and it seemed that bolts of electricity were striking us, each bringing more intense orgasmic pleasure than the one before. Then the whole world disappeared in a white, electric flash, leaving Tara and I alone, wrapped in erotic explosions of pleasure. Tara and the Goddess were one as Tara's orgasm exploded, wracking her body with carnal convulsions as her wet cunt clenched my cock.

Tara gasped out in a voice both hers and not hers, "Now, my love. My Lord, now. Fill me with your seed! Ohhhh, make me complete!"

With an unearthly roar, I thrust up into Tara and let go, surrendering to my own orgasm. My enthralled penis spewed thick strands of hot semen deep inside my lover. Tara's orgasm went to a new level, becoming an inferno of carnality, arching her back as she surrendered herself to the pleasure. My orgasm became so intense I think I actually blacked out for a few seconds.

When my senses returned, Tara was still astride me on the altar, milking my cock with her sweet cunt, but we were not alone. Sara had moved up beside us, running her hands over our joined bodies.

Awareness crept back into Tara's eyes and she looked at her mother and moaned, "Momma!" and then mother and daughter were kissing passionately as my cock twitched in the goey pool of semen that flooded Tara's demanding pussy.

Ashley and Lisa appeared and helped ease Tara off me. As her pussy slipped off my erection, a glob of my cum oozed from her open labia and clung to my shaft. They eased their friend to lay back on the altar, and Asley began to lovingly shower her breasts with kisses. Lisa moved between Tara's knees and fingered her friend's cunt. She scooping my semen from within and licked the cum from her fingers before attaching her moouth to Tara's pussy.

Incredibly, my cock stood stiffly and proudly in the air, glossy with Tara's cream and my sperm. I watched the glob of cum that had fallen onto my cock from Tara's pussy, as it slowly dribbled halfway down my rigid, reddened shaft.

"By the Lady. Merry met, Mr. Rob!" gasped Tara's mother.

Sara bent down and wrapped her fingers around the base of my wet cock, holding it upright. Her fingers captured the dribbling cum as she pulled her fist up, collecting my semen and her daughter's juices to pool around my cock head. Tara's mother dragged her tongue around the head of my cock, licking the combined lovemaking fluids. My eyes widened, both from the pleasure of Sara's knowledgeable tongue and from the realization of her feeding not only on my seed, but her own daughter's cream. Sara rose from my cock, her lips smeared with love cream and she kissed me.

We shared the taste of her daughter and my essence. Sara's hand lovingly stroked my tongue-cleaned cock as we continued to kiss. She pressed her enormous breasts against me, then began turning us. She climbed onto the altar and urged me to slide off, until I was standing between her wide spread legs and she lay before me at the edge of the altar. Tara's mother, this gorgeous, full-figured woman wrapped her legs around me and pulled me forward until my aching member was pressed against her sex.

"Momma," moaned Tara, she and the others looking at us in amazement. "You're going to join?"

Sara reached out one hand to her daughter. "By the Lady, I confess I don't totally understand your magic, but one learns by doing. And who better to show me than a teacher!"

She laughed at her joke as did the girls, then Sara reached up with her free hand and stroked my face. "Make love to me. Fuck me, Mr. Rob. Take me as you took the girls!" She hunched herself against me again, her furry bush tickling my sensitive cock, and I could fee her wetness and desire.

My head seemed suddenly dizzy with lust. With a snarl, I reached down and positioned my cock against Sara's welcoming cunt. I pushed into her hot sheath and planted my hands on the altar at her sides. She was wet with lust, and while not as tight as the young witches, Tara's mother demonstrated that she had total mastery of her cunt muscles and many years knowledge on how to move underneath a man to give both him and her pleasure.

We immediately surrendered ourselves to the magical passion of the moment, becoming lusty creatures that opened ourselves up to the rapturous pleasures that we could offer each other. I began thrusting in and out of her incredible hot cunt, reveling in the sensations of her mature and experienced pussy. Like great water-filled balloons, Sara's huge breasts wobbled continuously with our motions, her thick nipples stiff with arousal moving on top of her flesh. She cupped her jiggling breasts, pulling one upwards so she could suck her own meaty nipple and offering the other to me. I bent my head and she gasped with pleasure when I bit the rubbery nipple and sucked hungrily on the thick, meaty digit.

Around us, my three witches began to chant, and their hands roamed eagerly over our sweaty, trembling bodies. Hands stroked my back, Sara's widespread legs, my butt cheeks, Sara's breasts. Fingers slipped between our humping bodies to caress and stroke where Sara and I were joined at cock and pussy.

Their words were mostly unknown to me, invoking the power and love of the Lady. As I fucked Tara's mother with all my heart and joy, again that sensation of possessive energy came over me. Sara's bright blue eyes, so much like her daughter's, seemed to possess more than one soul. Part of me wanted to weep with joy at the beauty I beheld there, and part of me was consumed with the lusty desire to make this beautiful woman orgasm.

Sara squeezed her thick legs to tighten her hold on me, digging her heels into my butt to urge me on. She wanted me to fuck her faster, and fuck her harder, and fuck her deeper. Sara's great, meaty tits bounced and rolled across her chest, and her hairy muff tangled with my pubic hairs as our bodies slammed against each other with wet smacks. The aroma of her aroused pussy wafted into my nostrils, filling me with even more hungry desire to bury my aching cock deep and lose myself within her hungry, fiery cunt.

Lightning again exploded in the sky as the heat lightning yielded to the power of a storm. I braced myself for a torrential downpour, but instead, we found ourselves being anointed with a gentle, warm rain that fell soothingly on our naked, writhing bodies, doing nothing to abate our magical passion for each other.

I surrendered myself to whatever possessed me, becoming oblivious to everything but the beautiful woman underneath me, and my mission to bring us both to an earth-shattering climax. The lovely trio of my young witches were embracing us, offering us pleasure with their hands and their kisses. I was blind in my ecstasy, but each time a mouth joined mine, I instinctively knew if it was Sara, Lisa, Ashley or Tara.

The adults continued to fuck, driven by whatever magic surrounded us. Sara's loud cries and sobs of pleasure spurred me on. Her warm, voluptuous body, and my cock buried in her clasping, sopping wet pussy, was only constant in my universe. We were ourselves and yet greater, again serving as vessels that the Lady and Lord could use to experience passion in the flesh. Time seemed to stand still, and we existed in one pure moment of complete bodily love.

How much time actually passed, I have no idea. Maybe it was two minutes, maybe it was sixty. Just when I began to believe that our erotic pleasure would never end, Tara's mother convulsed with a powerful orgasmic shudder and screamed into the stormy night as her hips lurched upwards and her feet dug into my rear, forcing me as deep as I could go into her. Her sweet, hot love juices bathed my cock, and her vaginal muscles wrapped around my stiff penis, enveloping me in the wet folds of cunt flesh. I screamed my pleasure into the night and began to deposit another huge load of semen into Sara's motherly cunt.

We held each other tight, hanging on to each other as we rode our mutual orgasm for what seemed an eternity. The pleasure seemed to go on without end. My cock continued to throb and spew a strand of cum with each twitch. The base of my cock had the sweet ache that only can come from sating one's own sexual appetites completely.

Exhausted, I leaned on Tara's mother, kissing her until I absolutely had to begin gasping for air. Never had I felt so tired or so completely satisfied. I took a step back, and watched my cock slide from Sara's gaping pussy. A sticky strand of my cum connected her labia and the head of my cock, before breaking to hang limply from her wet hole. Then her vaginal muscles convulsed and I watched the strand of cum touch the altar, followed by a glob of white semen that oozed from her cunt.

My three witches swarmed over Sara's still trembling body, showering her with kisses. This time it was Tara that dove between my recent lover's open thighs, and she began sucking the cum that flowed from her mother's pussy. Sara moaned and lovingly stroked the young women as they kissed her and played with her meaty breasts.

The rain faded away as did the clouds. Just above the trees I could see the full moon descending. It was so radiant and beautiful, and the brilliant light echoed the beautiful energy of our lovemaking. I couldn't keep my eyes open. As sleep overtook me, I turned to see my three young witches making love to Tara's mother.

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I awoke in softness, and a high ceiling over my head. As I became more aware, I realized I was in a huge bed, covered with a soft, homemade quilt. Surrouding me were the warm, soft bodies of more than one woman. The dark blonde hair of Ashley peeked out from the quilt at my chest. Cuddled against my side, Tara was softly snoring and her naked breasts mashing into my arm. One the other side of me, Sara was smiling at me, her head propped up my one hand. I felt someone's warm breath on my stomach and understood where Lisa was.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Rob," said Sara. "We've slept the day away." She leaned in and kissed me, her tongue rolling over my lips until I opened my mouth, joining my tongue to hers. "I never thanked you for last night. That was something else."

"What happened. I mean, thank you too, you were wonderful. You all were. But, what happened?"

Sara bit her lower lip. "I'm not sure myself, and I'm a priestess of the Lady. We call the night of the full moon, the Esbat. It is a holy night and the most optimum time for magic. But I think my daughter and her friends have been traveling down roads, I've not much explored."

"You mean sex magic?" I said. I felt tired, but in a good way, like after incredible sex.

"Yes. I suppose. I've done sex magic before, but nothing like this... nothing that so invoked the power of the Lady and her consort." She blushed and smiled. "Everything seems a little more clearly now. I'm perceiving the world a little differently."

Sara nodded at the mass of dark blonde hair under the quilt. "I suspect it was even more powerful for her. Ashley offered up a great gift, and I suspect we saw the creation of a future priestess. I've always felt that the Lady has great things in store for her, and my Tara and Lisa."

She laughed. "Leave it to my lusty daughter to find a way to make it incredibly pleasurable."

Sara shivered then and I sensed she was thinking back to last night and what had occurred. I perceived that she and her daughter had crossed into other territory last night and that it excited her. I suddenly realized that the world was different to me as well. Even in this bedroom, the world seemed more vibrant and alive

"What happens now?" I asked.

"I don't know," replied Sara. "Things will unfold as the Lady wills it." She reached out and stroked my face. "But, I believe that we have only begun, you and I and the girls. We've started down a path we will walk together, and I think there will be others to join us." Sara took my hand and placed it against her belly.

Maybe it was the power of suggestion, but I felt the pulse of new life there. With wide eyes, I looked at Sara in amazement. "You mean, last night, we made a..."

Sara nodded, smiling a mysterious, motherly smile. "I think so. The ceremony changed us last night, I just know. Are you okay with this?"

I nodded, barely able to restrain myself from jumping up and shouting for joy.

Sara nodded her head towards the girls. "That's good, because I think I might not be the only one!" She again laughed. "Don't worry, Mr. Rob. I know you'll be a good father." She leaned in and kissed me. "Better take your vitamins, lover. You're going to be a busy husband and father."

"I can't wait," I almost shouted. Maybe it was what happened last night. But I felt completely content, as if I had been lost for years and now at last had come home."

"Shhhh! You'll wake the girls!" teased Sara.

I felt a shift of weight on my stomach and then a delicious sensation of wet and juicy lips on my weary, but willing and stiffening cock. Fingers began to caress my skin and we heard giggling from Tara and Ashley.

Tara said, "Might as well lie back and enjoy it, Mr. Rob!" She rose up and kissed me as I felt Ashley slip downward, her hands exploring my body. "I warned you. You're under our spell now. Isn't he, Mom?"

Sara smiled. "Oh yes. Mr. Rob has fallen in with a coven of witches, and there's no escape."

I groaned as Ashley's tongue joined with Lisa rolling around my glans and running up and down my shaft. "I... ohhhh.. .I can't think of anyplace I'd rather be."

Both mother and daughter laughed and then Tara ducked underneath the covers as her mother kissed me again.

Ashley had told me that all gifts are returned three fold. She was wrong. The gifts that had come to me since I met my witches were too many to count. My life as I had known it was over. A new road beckoned, and I couldn't wait to see where it would go.

The End

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