The Rite

Story by XandraPenclaw on SoFurry

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#1 of Short Stories and One Shots

A short story I wrote taking place in a fantastic city of magic and wonder in which witches have sex. Originally was going to be part of a serial, but I think it works just fine on its own.


We stood before each other, robed in scarlet, surrounded by the rythmic chanting of the other sorceresses. I could smell her heat, and already my cock was begnining to harden. Those of the sisterhood who possessed dicks often found it difficult to be around sisters in heat. But tonight was a special occasion, and I didn't need to worry about controlling my urges.

As the tempo of the chanting increased, we each took off our robes, and beheld each other fully naked. I saw the smooth green skin of her body, her sharp angular snout, her firm breasts. Her tail twitched back and forth as she looked me over in turn, her attention especially drawn to my now fully erect member and my own budding breasts. We both stepped forward into the circle.

We embraced each other and kissed, our tongues sliding down each others throats as our hands softly massaged each other's breasts. With a firm yet gently grip, my lover guided me down onto the blanket that had been provided. As we reached the ground, she spread her legs and I guided my member into her folds. Slowly, I began to rock my hips against hers, sliding my member in and out. She moaned in pleasure and began to move her hips in tandem with mine.

The other sorceresses around us began to raise their arms, shaping the energy generated by our union. But I soon found myself unable to conectrate on the ritual. My focus was pulled elsewhere, to the pressure of our bodies against each other, the tight grip of her vaginal walls on my cock, the tasts of her tongue on my lips, the feel of her moist skin beneath my hands. The scent of incense mixed with that of sweat and musk and utterly intoxicated us.

As we became more absorbed in the act of mating, our tempo began to build, seemingly in time with the chanting around us. Our breathing became heavy and our moans of pleasure became louder and louder. Our tails thrashed back and forth as we rutted, two salamanders in the throes of passion. It wasn't long before I sensed that I was reaching my limit. She must have sensed that as well, because she lifted her head up to my ear and whispered, "don't pull out."

Finally, I could take no more. With a groan of pleasure, my cock pulsed over and over, covering the insides of my partner in warm cum. My head swam in ecstasy, and I heard my lover moan as she shook in my arms, her walls clamping tight around my cock, milking it for every drop. The chanting reached its own climax as ours faded, and the energy circulating the temple was released into the air. The Rite was complete, and the spell would take its own time to work.

Sighing with satisfaction, I slid my wet cock out of my lover's slit and flopped over onto my back. I looked down at my fading erection, still covered in cum, and then turned my head to the side to find myself locking eyes with the salamander next to me.

"My name is Eden, by the way," she said.

"Aradia," I said.

Suddenly, there was coughing noise above us. I looked up to find one of the sorceresses, an Undine, holding a goblet in each hand.

"Sorry to interrupt," she said, "But I figured you could each use a chance to rehydrate."

"Thank you, Sophia," I said, sitting up and graciously accepting the offered goblet. Eden did the same next to me.

"I'm going to go get some cakes and ale with the rest of the coven," said Sophia. "Feel free to join us wehenver you are ready." And with that, Sophia followed the rest of the sorceresses, who were beginning to file out of the room.

After Sophia had left, I took a sip of the water. The rush of the cool water down my throat felt almost like a second orgasm to my exhausted body, and I greedily gulped it down. Eden chuckled.

"I can tell you're new to this," she said. "Ritual sex always feels more exhausting then a normal fuck, but you get used to it after a while." She took a long sip from her own goblet, and I found myself looking her up and down once more. She was a very shapely slamander, with a generous bossom and hips. I couldn't help but be jealous of her curvy features, especially her bosom, in spite of the fact that I had not been transitioning physically for very long. Suddenly I heard her giggle, and I realized I had been stoaring at her chest. I turned away, blushing, but this only made her laugh harder.

"You don't have to be shy, silly," she said. "Besides, you're not bad looking yourself. And you're a good lay on top of that."

"Thanks," I said, laughing softly. "You were great, too."

"Oh yeah?" she asked. "How do I rate with your previous conquests?"

"I don't rank the people I have sex with."

"No?"

"Nope. Besides, I haven't had sex that often, to be perfectly honest."

"Really? I would've figured the opposite. Not a lot of women volunteer for a sexual ritual."

"No?"

"Nope. A lot of the sisters are just too shy about it. Honestly, I was kind of excited to get to fuck someone new for a change."

I laughed. "Well, I'm glad I could be of service."

"Believe me, its much appreciated. I haven't had a good dicking in forever, and the estrus was really getting to me."

"Isn't birth control supposed to suppress estrus?"

"Yeah, but I haven't used a birth control potion in a long time."

My eyes went wide. "Uh, what?"

She cocked her head to the side and looked at me, puzzled. "They didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

"I've been trying to get pregnant for months."

My heart skipped a beat. "No, they didn't tell me that."

Her own eyes went wide. "Oh...oh dear. When they told me they had a volunteer for the ritual I just assumed...are you ok?"

I was not, in fact, ok, I was hyperventilating, clutching my legs to my chest. The shock of the revelation had left me speechless. I wasn't ready to sire children, I didn't even know if I wanted to be a parent. And I had possibly just put a whole clutch into a woman who I had just met. My mind was swirling. Eventually I realized that Eden was in front of me, calling my name.

"Aradia. Aradia, its gonna be ok. I knew what I was getting into." She put her hands on my cheeks. "But this wasn't fair to you, and I'm sorry."

I looked into her eyes, a golden yellow that contrasted sharply with her green skin. Something about those eyes made me feel safe, like I was taken care of. Slowly, my breathing returned to normal. "Thank you, Eden," I said. "It was...it was just a shock, is all."

Eden smiled at me, and I found myself smiling in return. "Come on," she said. "Let's get our robes back on and go get some cakes before they're all gone." I nodded, and stood up. She stood up as well, and the two of us put on our robes and went to join the others. But as I dressed, my mind continued to drift back to one thing: I was now, in all likelihood, going to have children. I wasn't sure how I felt about that. But that would be a conversation to have with Eden later. Right now, cakes and ale sounded like a fine distraction.