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Cult Ecstasy
Quietly Elise crept across the pitch-blackness of the house, carefully choosing her footfalls so as not to alert the couple in the other room. Her soft boots molded against every crevice and crease in the wooden floor of the little cottage that she was in. Suddenly a section of the house creaked and groaned as it settled. Standing still immediately, Elise’s breath caught in her throat, her ears perked to hear the slightest hint of disturbance. But silence instead filled the moments that followed. Staring around the room Elise took a chance and headed for the door, pulling her cloak around her shoulders. Pulling the door open she closed her eyes against the onslaught of the wind, bracing her body against the chill that filled the air.
Once she’d shut the door, Elise tightened the belt that held the cloak shut and wandered off into the woods. During the walk into the woods, Elise began to ponder the sensibility of her actions. There were plenty of dangers in the lands surrounding her tiny little village and she’d heard all the horror stories in great detail from her father, far too many times to ignore them. Tales of men who were found after wandering into the woods at night, their legs and arms ripped completely from their bodies. Tales of women who found themselves summoned into the woods by a voice inside their head, only to find a creature of the night waiting to take their souls beneath the overhanging shrubbery.
Just then the night was punctured by the sheer howl of a wolf pack, closing in upon their prey.
Elise pulled her cloak even tighter, convincing herself that she only means to shelter herself from the cold. After all, only silly little girls believed that they could pull the covers over their heads and hide from the boogey man.
Then she saw the first lighthouse. Waving at Allison, who was standing point in the tree house, Elise saw the signal light flash twice. Looking around herself, Elise casually walked into the woods, pressing the secret passage and racing up the spiraling staircase inside the old hollowed-out tree that held the lighthouse. When Elise arrived at the top she noticed that she was the last of the six to arrive. Anxiously the other five helped her uncloak so that they could begin as soon as possible.
All six women sat down on the gritty wooden floor of the makeshift tree house. Nervously they each smiled at one another and tried to pretend that they weren’t tied up in knots over what they were about to attempt. Well, all of them save one. Olivia, the youngest of their little group, who’d just turned twenty years old the past month, seemed to be full of confidence and radiated control of the situation. It was amusing at a certain level that the one who should be the most nervous about tonight’s possibilities, was the least.
“It is time.” Whispered Olivia in her deep, sultry accent. None of them truly knew where Olivia was from . . . but they’d accepted her into their little circle of friendship quite easily and rapidly. Perhaps they’d all known that she would make their lives more interesting.
Slowly Olivia took a small crystal cup from the satchel that she’d brought with her and she mumbled a few words, her eyes closed as the held the cup above her head. Then she lowered it between her legs, took a sewing needle from her satchel and pricked the tip of her finger, allowing it to drip once into the cub before she sucked the crimson fingertip into her mouth. Passing it and the needle to her right she put her hands in her laps and waited for the cup to wander round the circle.
Allison was the next to prick her finger, dripping a single drop into the bottom of the transparent cup. Then, after passing it along, she too placed her hands in her lap and waited patiently.
Tanya sat between Elise and Allison and she pricked her finger so quickly and passed the cup to the last arrival, you’d have thought she was passing a hot potato.
Then the cup was in front of Elise. As she held it in front of her she saw reflections of the small fire that blazed in the center of the circle, the only shelter from the cold winds and the night. The bright orange and yellows seemed to swim around the surface of the glass, and Elise felt herself slowly being hypnotized by it for a few seconds. Until a cough from across the fire brought her back to reality.
Smiling nervously she took the needle and pricked her finger, passing the cup along to Elizabeth and flashing the rest of the group a guilty smile. Allison smiled back at her, comforting her, but Olivia seemed frustrated by her hesitation. Then Olivia was once again holding the cup in front of her and Elise realized that Sarah must have already contributed her blood to the thick mixture.
Taking the hands of the women to their left and right all six of them gathered their energies, chanting together with Olivia as she blessed their offering. Then, as her chanting became louder and more alive, Olivia stood up, screaming into the trees as she held the cup above her head. The rest of the women continued to chant, but Elise found herself wondering yet again if this all hadn’t been such a great idea after all. Then Olivia over turned the cup and threw it down into the flames, sending violent hisses into the air as their blood sizzled and burned inside the flames.
The five women still on the ground sat there in the silence that followed the chanting, listening to the noises in the trees. Anticipating something to happen. Anything.
But there was nothing. Shrinking down to the ground Olivia slumped into her spot and reached behind her to drag out a bottle of something, from her satchel. “Now we must drink of him.” She explained, tilting the bottle back as she guzzled a few gulps of the mystery liquid down her throat, wiping her lip with the back of her hand as she passed it around the circle.
Again each of the women took their respective swigs of the sugary drought. Personally, Elise thought to herself that it tasted like sweet cherries, coated in a glaze of sugar, so strong and sweet that it made her lips pucker when she was finished.
Again and again they passed the bottle around until the bottle was empty.
Then things got weird. Turning toward Allison, Olivia leaned closer to her, took Allison’s face in her hands and kissed her directly on the lips. Elise and the other three bugged their eyes out in complete astonishment at Olivia’s directness. Allison too seemed to pull away at first, but soon she had her arm wrapped around Olivia’s and was kissing Olivia back with more attention than any of the women had ever seen her give any of the men in town. Then Olivia climbed on top of Allison and their mouths seemed to devour one another, their naked bodies rubbing against each other in the warmth of the fire.
Elise was suddenly snapped from her preoccupation as she felt something brush up against her leg. Turning she saw Tanya lying on her stomach between her legs, her head suspended over her pussy. Looking up at Elise she trailed her tongue across the top of her slit, teasing her nerves slightly and Elise moaned a little in response. Looking down she saw the younger woman smiling up at her and she couldn’t help but smile back at her. Elise reached down and took a handful of her thick, black hair and gently pulled her toward her now-aching pussy. Her tongue delved in between the virgin lips immediately, flicking and lapping at her interior walls with a soft firmness that defied imagination.
Moaning once more Elise leaned her head back and found herself staring directly into Elizabeth’s beautiful hazel eyes. She was on her knees, hovering above Elise, as Sarah knelt down behind her and paid homage to her slick petals. Leaning down towards Elise, Elizabeth wrapped her lips around her own and their tongues swam around each other, inside their mouths. Tanya’s tongue chose that time to find the little nub of flesh above Elise’s slit, swirling around it relentlessly as she felt her body begin to shudder uncontrollably.
Elizabeth held the woman’s torso tightly, in a lover’s embrace, as she continued to kiss her mouth, her tongue invading the petite woman’s mouth. Soon Elizabeth’s body too was shuddering and the two women held on to each other, moaning and whining as a deep warmth seemed to flush over their bodies.
But Sarah and Tanya wouldn’t let up. They continued to lick and suck at the centers of the pair’s sexuality and soon Beth and Elise both found themselves cascading over another climax together. Then Beth helped Elise to lie down on her back and she crawled forward a bit, Sarah crawling after her as if her tongue was tethered to Beth’s backside. Beth’s tongue went to work on Elise’s clit immediately, freeing Tanya up to return her attentions to Elise’s inner sanctum. Hovering above her, she saw Sarah’s tongue striking in and out of Beth’s pussy, like a snake continually attacking its prey.
Wrapping her arms around Beth’s sumptuous rump she pulled her friend’s moist pussy down onto her waiting tongue and lips, lapping up her juices and the sound of her moans. Seeing that Elise had Beth well taken care of in that area, Sarah leaned back slightly and began her tongue attacks on the rim of Elizabeth’s asshole.
This caused a fresh stream of Beth’s juices to coat Elise’s chin and lips, which only served to turn her on that much more.
Then suddenly all their focus was cut short by a loud, booming voice. “Ah yes, our final group of arrivals.”
Looking up they suddenly realized that they were no longer in the shelter of the woods but instead encompassed by a towering dome of marble and ivory. Glancing around the room they realized that they were no longer on the hard wooden floor of the tree house but instead they rested on large, plush pillows. And they were not the only ones. Looking around Elise saw three or four more groups of girls, all naked as they were. Some appeared as shocked by their surroundings as they did, while others seemed completely at ease with the situation. Still others continued kissing and touching one another throughout the sound of the booming voice.
“You have summoned me in your moment of lust and passion. I have brought all of you here to celebrate the heartbeat of life. To celebrate that which makes you human!”
Turning the six women realized that they were lying at the bottom of a pit, stairs going up every side of the pit. At the top of one of the sides they saw a man in a dark cloak, looming above in his absolute radiance and beauty. Elise was lost in his speech, mesmerized by his voice, as he explained to them how they had come here and what they were required to do. Then suddenly she felt another brush against her skin and she realized that this time Allison was hovering over her, her supple breasts swaying freely from her chest. Looking around her, she saw that the rest of the women were once again engaging in sexual intimacy with each other.
Looking back up at Allison, Elise locked eyes with her, smiles enveloping their faces as Allison leaned down to kiss her. The stronger woman’s hips climbed over Elise’s and soon she was straddling her, her heavy breasts pressing flatly and firmly against the smaller pair. Her hips also ground against the smaller woman’s as she kissed her best friend and the feeling of their pussies against one another almost too much, sending Elise spiraling through yet another orgasm.
Then a loud gong sounded and the women realized that there were about a dozen men standing equally spaced around the top of the pit. All of them seemed to stare up at the men as they casually stroked, petted, and embraced each other. All twelve men then untied the robes that covered their bodies and dropped them to reveal their own nakedness.
Personally Elise was shocked and felt a bit nervous. She’d never been with a man before, as had the other five members of her circle. But she was also intrigued. She found herself staring at their cocks, standing out straight from their bodies. Then a few of the more at ease girls walked up the stairs, dropping to their knees in front of one of the men. Elise’s eyes went wide as they each began to kiss and suck the head of the man whom they knelt before. Then, soon, the women were drawing the entire length of the men into their mouths, their heads thrusting back and forth. The men seemed engrossed in their pleasure, their heads thrown back and their hands tangled in each respective woman’s hair.
Then the men pointed out into the remaining girls and beckoned for each of them to climb the stairs as well. Elise was chosen by a tall, thick blond-haired man and felt her knees shake uncontrollably as she maneuvered her way up the tall steps. When she was at the top the man instructed her to kneel before him. Taking Elise’s hair in his hands he pushed her face close to his cock until her warm breath was brushing his thick shaft. Removing her lips and repositioning herself to suck and lick the opposite side of his shaft the woman kneeling next to her smiled a warm smile, moaning as she felt him growing beneath her lips.
Leaning forward Elise kissed his slick flesh lightly, then running her tongue up and down his shaft. Admittedly, she was nervous at first but soon she was comfortably sucking at his nuts as her partner went back to work sucking his cock. Elise felt the other woman’s fingers reaching down between her legs and she sucked harder as the woman played with her love button. Elise too reached between her partner’s legs and both women stroked each other’s slits as they sucked and licked every inch of that wondrous man’s cock.
Then Elise sensed a change in him. His body went tense. His moans and groans were louder. She sensed it too because she moved to sit in front of him, suckling and licking at his head. Wrapping her arm around Elise’s neck the girl pulled her head in next to hers and aided her in sucking and licking the purple, strained head of his cock. Then suddenly the man howled with a primal roar and Elise’s mouth was blasted with thick streams of something white and salty, erupting from his cock. At first she was shocked, but the woman next to her held her there tightly, forcing her to let him paint her lips and mouth with his semen.
Then the two women broke free of him and the other girl was kissing and sucking Elise’s lips, savoring the taste of what he had given. Elise swallowed finally and winced a little at the taste, but she didn’t want to ruin the moment. So she sat there and let her new friend lick her mouth clean, kissing her back every now and then as she felt her passion and yearning rekindle.
Then all was silent. Turning Elise saw the man in the dark cloak walk down to the center of the pit. And as he walked down the stairs a section of the pit floor began to rise.
When he’d reached the bottom there was a square section of the floor protruding up out of the rest, and there were shackles attached at all four corners. Turning around in the circle slowly the man in black surveyed all of the women before he finally returned to where Elise was and pointed at her. Nervously the other woman climbed off of her and backed away a bit. Elise sat up on her side as he beckoned for her to come to him and she suddenly found herself anxious to join him at the bottom.
Slowly Elise walked down the steps, all eyes upon her as she made her way.
When she’d reached the bottom he pointed for her to lie on the slab and she did so willingly. Then he proceeded to shackle her wrists and ankles, before moving to stand beside her, untying his cloak. When the cloak fell Elise gasped at the size of his erection. It wasn’t the size that amazed her, necessarily, but how tightly the skin seemed to be stretched over his shaft and head. His cock had a pleasant shiny appearance to it and Elise hoped that he planned to do something pleasant with it.
Slowly he walked around her, looking up at the men and women alike who focused all their attention on the pair. Then, finally he stopped between her legs and turned, walking slowly toward her.
Elise moaned instantly when she felt his head press between her lips. It was something so hard, and yet still soft. Radiating warmth to the spot that she needed most. Then he finally plunged its length inside her and Elise howled wildly at the sensation. His cock slid inside of her easily, making the small girl thank Olivia for teaching all the women of their circle how to break their own virginity. Then he was pounding into her, slamming her naked buttox against the cold marble of the altar that she was strapped to.
Gazing around she saw the woman at the top of the stairs once again knelt between their men, this time working at a much more hurried pace than before. The sight turned her on that much more and she felt herself contracting with yet another orgasm.
Then she heard the man atop her moaning loudly and Elise hoped beyond all hope that she knew what was about to happen.
Leaning back, his back arched into her groin, the man in black screamed into the room, his shout echoing around the room. Suddenly Elise felt a blast of liquid heat inside her, causing her to moan again at the wonderful sensation, her body going limp finally from all the attention to it.
Looking around, she saw all of the women running down into the bottom of the pit. The man in black unsheathed himself from her and began walking back up the steps as she felt the altar sliding back down to the floor. The other men at the top of the stairs were stroking their own cocks into the air, howling madly as they let another volley of cum fly into the air, splattering it randomly on all of those in the pit.
Then Elise felt herself being unclasped and suddenly they were all back in the darkness of the woods. Sitting up she found Allison and Tanya hovering over her, their naked bodies brushing against her own as they pawed at each other wildly, licking the left over semen from each other’s shiny bodies. Sarah and Elizabeth were off in their own little world as well, kissing each other warmly and whispering quietly back and forth.
And then there was Olivia. Crawling towards Elise from around the circle she slowly approached the gap between her legs, her thighs instinctively opening wider to accommodate her.
“I can’t believe it.” She whispered lightly, brushing the folds of Elise’s cunt lips with the tips of her fingers. Tiny droplets of semen oozed out of her pussy and ran down between her legs and over the crack of her ass.
“Do you mind?” Olivia asked, her lips hovering inches from Elise’s sore little pussy.
“Please” she giggled in response, lying back down on the hard wooden floor as Olivia’s tongue slithered inside her, lapping up the salty deposit that was squishing around inside. Her tongue felt wondrous against the raw soreness inside and she pulled Elise’s legs upward to hang over her shoulders. Then using the balls of her feet, Elise pushed against Olivia’s back, serving the dual purpose of pulling her further into her tight pussy and lifting her ass up off the ground. Pushing Elise’s legs forward, Olivia kept the leverage on her hips so that her pussy pointed straight up at the youngest of them, the majority of her back having left
the surface of the makeshift floor.
Rubbing her hands up and down the underside of Elise’s thighs she buried her tongue deep within her canal and relentlessly attacked her insides with her tongue until she had satisfied herself. Then, giving Elise one last, long French kiss against her clit, Olvia lowered her ass down to the floor.
Sitting back up she licked her lips and proceeded to redress herself.
Resting her head against the floor Elise dipped her fingers inside herself and they came out covered in cum, saliva, and sweat. Pulling them to her face she sniffed them deeply and somehow recognized the sweet smell of sex. Dipping the fingers into her mouth she moaned as she sucked them clean.
Then Elise got dressed and plodded down the wooden trail, anxious to return to her bed only to return to this night in her dreams and fantasies.
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