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Original title: The Coven (Audio Script)

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The goddess of light decides who joins the coven of witches, and tonight the ritual is being performed by one of the newest recruits. There’s a charge in the air, an energy that’s affecting all of them, and they’re being drawn closer and closer to each other. Coven Sex Story ✅ Witch Sex Story ✅ Lesbian Sex Story ✅ Sexy American Accent

Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.

Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:

Stories

The room is hot and the air is thick and humid. Outside, the city is starting to quiet down...but the soft sound of jazz from the bar next door still pours in through the open window. The room is mostly bare except for a few cushions and blankets scattered across the wooden floor and two lamps giving off a warm glow behind us. Incense smoke curls into the air, filling the room with a spicy, earthy smell and throwing dancing shadows against the walls. It’s just the three of us here, connecting body, mind, and soul. We’re sitting cross-legged in a circle on the worn wood floor, our knees almost touching. Me, Sophia, and…you. We’re all naked, as we must be to call upon the Goddess. We have to be vulnerable, honest, and open. I know you’re a little nervous about this ritual. I reach over and give your knee a light squeeze.

“Ready? ”

“I think so.”

“You’ll enjoy this. Trust me. ”

This ritual is a rite of passage for all witches who wish to join our coven. Experienced members of the coven must be part of every entry ritual, to show the Goddess that we have tested you in all the Earthly ways and want you to join us. Together, the three of us will call upon the Goddess of Light. The one who wishes to join must ask for her blessing. She will answer either with pleasure or pain. If she’s pleased with you and deems you worthy, she will flood your body with pleasure. But, if she thinks you unworthy, well…it isn’t pretty. I can still vividly remember the night of my ritual. I had three climax in a row. I’ve never felt pleasure like that before. We join hands. And you begin.

“Goddess of light, I call upon you…”

You’re powerful, more powerful than most. But unlike a lot of the young witches that come through our door, you haven’t realized it yet. I can feel your power from here, rolling off of you in waves. It washes over me and my whole body prickles with desire. I try to keep my personal desires separate from rituals and spells we perform, but…you look so beautiful right now with the dim light casting shadows on your face. You tilt your head back, shut your eyes, and breathe deeply. I watch a small bead of sweat trickle down between your firm breasts.

That was quick. The Goddess heard your call and responded almost immediately. That’s rare.

“Whoa…”

Your lips move just slightly, silently. I wonder what you and the Goddess are saying to one another, how you’re working your magic on her. Are you painting beautiful images with your words? Are you making promises? Pleading with her to allow you to join us? It makes the sacred place between my thighs throb to think of my own pleasure ritual, all those moons ago.

“The Goddess seems pleased.”

Sophia looks just as captivated by you as I am. She’s incredibly beautiful, too, and powerful. But she’s not you. Your chest rises and falls a little faster now. Your fingers dig into my palms. Whatever decision the Goddess has made...she’s about to let us know.

Oh. What was that? I look across at Sophia and she catches my eye. I can tell from the look on her face that she feels it too. This…this has never happened before. The Goddess is sharing her light with Sophia and I, too. Oh, it feels… so good. Your hand grasps onto my upper thigh. Fuck. Pleasure courses through my body, radiating from where your hand kneads me. Oh my god.

“What’s…what’s happening?”

“I...I don’t know.”

“Oh...my...god!”

Your body is thrown back against the cushions as though you’ve been pushed. I move towards you and Sophia does the same. Your fists tighten on the blanket beneath you, gripping and tugging at it as the pleasure takes over you. We’re both drawn to you like magnets. Your body is calling to us, begging us to touch you. My hands glide up your thighs. The feel of your skin under my hands is electric. Power courses through and between us. Your hand tangles in Sophia’s hair as she bends forward and kisses you passionately. Her fingers trail over your breasts, tugging and teasing your chest. You arch your back, moaning against her mouth. It’s like I can feel what you’re feeling. As I watch her hands on your breasts, I can feel her touch against my own body. I have never experienced anything like this before. The world outside is completely forgotten as we fall into each other.

I settle between your legs with my hands gripping your thighs. I lean forward, bringing my face close to your sweet, musky pussy. Fuck, you smell incredible. I have to taste you. I bury my lips and nose in your warm folds. Oh...you are so wet. My tongue finds your clit with ease. You squirm and writhe beneath me, bucking your hips up into my face. Your lips are still locked to Sophia’s, as your hand reaches between her thighs.

“Oh fuck, yes!”

She pushes herself against your hand and rides your fingers. You pull away from the kiss and turn your head to look down at me. Your eyes are lidded, your lips swollen, your brow furrowed. Oh, fuck, you look so sexy fucking her...I hold your gaze as my tongue swirls around your clit. I gently suck and flick my tongue across the sensitive little muscle. Your teeth catch your bottom lip and you throw your head back again, your hips buck against me. Sophia kisses your neck, her hips still grinding against your hand. The room hums with our combined pleasure, the sounds of our moans filling the empty spaces. I love the taste of you. I lap at your juices, reading your movements and slowing down to extend your pleasure, teasing you with small licks and kisses. Slowly, I pull away and bring my fingers to your entrance. You push yourself towards me, urging me to enter you.

I want to give you exactly what you want. I slide two fingers slowly into you. Fuck, you are so warm and silky.

“Oh, god, yes! Just like that.”

I see your hand spasm against Sophia’s pussy as I thrust my fingers into you.

“Oh, fuck, yeah, right there, right there!”

Oh, god, yeah. Oh, fuck yes. It feels so good to fuck you. I can’t imagine what you’re feeling right now. The Goddess embracing you, Sophia fucking herself on your hand, me fucking you...I tease my clit from side to side, applying pressure and then releasing it, bringing myself closer and closer to the edge. We all writhe against each other, as though a single force is running through us, connecting us. The two of you look incredible with her lips tight around your chest as she grinds against the palm of your hand. Suddenly, I can sense the Goddess. She is here with us. I can feel her pleasure and her euphoria at the gift she has given us. It’s getting stronger...my knees feel weak…I’m so close now...

“Oh, Goddess. I...I’m...going to passion! ”

“Fuck, fuck yes, Goddess!”

My vision goes white. Wave after wave of pleasure begins to course through my body, I collapse against you.

“I’m trembling, oh my...”

Our hearts beat in rhythm. My whole body shakes with a pleasure I have never known before. The room slowly comes back into view and my body begins to relax. We lay panting against one another. I can sense the Goddess among us, her ethereal touch feather-like against my skin.

“So…the Goddess was pleased?”

“Yeah, I think that’s a safe assumption.”

I look up at you and smile. Fuck, the look in your eyes says so much. I can’t help but hope you find your way to my bed tonight. I lay my head back down on your thigh, exhausted.

“Welcome to the coven.”

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